You know I often wonder in anticipation what I'll write in many blogs as until I've finished I have no idea. Today will include another step in my discovery that despite living an inside out life where instead of going to work and socialising I stay in or go to places on my own most of the time there's nothing wrong with it. That takes a lot of doing as all it takes are a few people to have a go and I need to make a court of appeal job out of it, and with good reason.
So today being an example, technically I was pretty darn busy, it's clearly not where you're busy but what is done. I had to remove 6 feet of packaging from the new fridge, move the old one out and the new one in while leaving room for the cat to get past, and have a house full of all this shit that's too big for the bin. Next the old one goes outside tomorrow but I'll need some help. I had my second appointment of the week with the shrink (except of course I'm the shrink in these cases, whatever many will think) and besides the previous video I wrote last night in about 10 minutes after realising rap was really short for Rappaport the rest was automatic. And I really want to see a song in the charts that mentions Brent Cross, even though Top of the Pops is no more. Then I made it at last to the little local multipurpose garage/supermarket and will now have no potential toilet roll crisis for at least a couple of months. I thought you'd like to know that.
The cold has few cold symptoms since Monday but strangely a few flu ones with no temperature. Mind you the cassettes had been sitting on the bed for months and the papers everywhere, and now they are away. I can't get anyone else to do it as only I know what goes where. Plus I have about 6 more cassettes I can use as I just ran out of new ones. Like a garden if it looks the same after a month someone made it look the same, and a house is no different. If it's not covered in shit after 2 weeks it's a joint effort between me and the cleaner, otherwise I could go on TV for Clearing your clutter. No thanks, I lived like that once and never again. I won't even imagine tomorrow, it can look after itself. But I appear to now have less than I expect each week, but am getting better at only looking at the day in question rather than looking ahead and commenting on earlier failures. No one on earth would plan this sort of life, it's the literal last resort, one where you have the basics of survival and no more. If you consider a computer is I suppose but I'd be lost without it so I say it is. Oh, and as often happens the visitor didn't visit and I was so tired it was probably for the best. I got a couple of my phone calls done and there are still a few left I hope to do by the weekend.
I'll be putting everything in the fridge next and slinging out the junk as best I can, and theres still no decent TV on all 190 or so channels I pay a pint of blood for every month, though the Ryder cup starts tomorrow which will be on all day. If I had however many spare thousands it takes I could sort out all my current issues in one go. I would get an ad on prime time ITV describing all my mental and physical problems and asking for a wife. This would not only get me a few possibles (murderers can so why not me?) but probably make me such a talking point half the papers would want to get in on it and give me even more publicity, eventually easily paying back the investment. In fact it's a fucking good idea, one of the few foolproof ones I've had as long as I was the first to do it, but I'd have to sell my house to do it. Pity like so many things you just need the money regardless how good the idea. It could cost £100,000, but a few public appearances and spots on TV would cover that sooner or later. And the woman would be priceless. Well there's another programme being considered for terrestrial TV at the moment which if made will get me the final step to where I am aiming for, but remembering the last broken flush it's the same as selling a house but ten times more unreliable. But the foot must be in the door already however long it'll take to push it open. Unless my new video gets put in the Jewish Chronicle...
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Interesting... you made this post at 11:11. I don't know if that means anything to you or not, but that is a special time for me.
It's Uri Geller's number as well, but it's probably more to do with it's symmetry people notice it, unless you know more!
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