But here are some things you might not know yet. (Do not expect my bank details and address to appear here.)
A couple of days ago I managed to lock myself in the building next door to the shop where I work and didn't really know how I got there. It was like a very disappointing Narnia.
I lost the key to my locker, broke my bike and forgot my Oyster card in the same day.
Apart from the bike, things I own that are broken include my iPod, my laptop, the Internet of my PC, and almost all of the bags I own. And some of my shoes.
Yesterday, 4 months ago I was in a hot spring in the Himalayas.
Yesterday I moved all my bedroom furniture, cleaned the oven, did 3 loads of laundry, took out the recycling, watched a programme about why the descendants of slaves are better athletes, played the ukulele and wrote my name, date of birth and confirmed that I am eligible to work in the UK on 3 application forms. I did not complete the small essay questions that seems to be on them all. That seemed to much like hard work after inhaling oven cleaner fumes.
I have 5 spanners of various sizes in a row on my bedside table.
There are at least 6 books in my head that I think about writing but can't quite decide which one or how to go about it.
I'm learning to write with my left hand because I once learned about a sailor who had to after his right hand was blown off with a canon ball. I want to be prepared.
Tomorrow will be the first day I'm not working in 36 days. I'm excited.
Sometimes when talking to customers, I realise I'm not actually talking but making gestures and funny faces that convey my meaning perfectly. I suspect I'm talking to them directly mind to mind and now I have noticed this gift it will vanish forever like the elves from The Elves and the Shoemaker.
Sometimes I change my handwriting on purpose, just for a little variety. I'm currently experimenting with a new style of A.
I'm sleepy now.
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