So, I don't really know why I'm doing this, but I am anyway. Clearly, it seemed like a good idea at the time. And no, my mates didn't coerce me into doing it; in fact, as far as I know, neither of them are (yet) aware that I am. I'm sure that will change, of course. Probably when I mention it to them. :)
So, I suppose an introduction is in order. Fenton, aka "The Death Sheep from Hell" (go find the song by Tom Lehrer if you don't get it). Nicknamed by a friend a few years ago, it seems to have stuck well enough to get me terrifying sheep presents for Christmas and other such occasions.
I'm male, straight, not narrow, tall, Euro-mutt, and prone to occasional terrifying outbursts of geekiness (such as standing by a stream and pondering the fluid dynamics of the vortices formed where it flows over a high rock). I have two mates, who keep their own journals, and if they consent, I might post links to those, later. I have an old flame/obsession who's wandering around the back of my life, as well, but that's a topic for a different time.
Oh, and I managed to drive all the way to the light rail station this morning without killing myself, my passenger, or anyone else around me. Maybe I'll manage to pass the driving test, after all (no, I'm not *that* young; I let my first license expire, because I never used it, a few years ago).