the past goes unnoticed..

I have previously 'harped on' about the usefulness, or perhaps interest is more accurate, of blogging as a means of looking back on myself in years to come, but I was just thinking about how much I actually miss out.

Like my parents moving out of the house which they lived in for most of my teens and all of my early twenties. (See picture yo).

Or the fact that Anwar and Han are having a baby.

Or a mulitude (host?) of other minutiae and bigutiae that clutters up my life but somehow not my blog.

If anything that's kind of fun. Big stuff I would probably remember anyway, but would I necessarily remember an evening of procrastination (there's so many).

Anyway.