Anyway, I definitely feel as though today was a good day, apart from going round houses selling cakes which is one of my jobs. It poured with rain, I was soaked. But at least having a job is better than walking the streets right...?
Oh wait... :\
Plus, remind me never to use an emoticon in a blog ever again.
I'm really just writing this as I go, I feel it gives a much more natural flow to a piece of writing rather than spending hours planning beforehand. I probably wouldn't ever get round to writing the blog at all if I did that. I suppose there would be instances in which I would plan before a blog, for instance if I wanted to discuss a particular topic with you, my imaginary, non-existent audience. Yes, you don't exist. For all I know I could write this blog for all eternity and not one other soul save myself would ever read it.
So, been blogging twice now, I aim to make this a habit... yes, such a good idea. I have twitter, just to let you know... Twitter is kind of blogging in miniature in my view. It doesn't really give enough detail and you can't exactly tell a story or anything if you want to without telling it in about 1000 different tweets and leading to people clicking the nice big unfollow button.
I'm using way to many ellipsis' in this blog...
I'll stop.
Okay, it's quarter past 11 and I think to avoid the pain and suffering of holiday sleep lag you get after sleeping in for a couple of weeks, I'll head to sleep and try to get a more 'civilised' sleeping pattern again. Instead of my current one:
- Go to bed at half 12
- Spend ages trying to get to sleep
- Fall asleep at just after 1
- Get up at 5:45
- Do paper round
- Finish at 6:50
- Shower
- Go to bed at 7:15
- Wake up at 1 in the afternoon
I can't imagine getting up and not getting back to sleep for those few extra hours sleep. Just so used to these holidays. Times like these you wish you weren't a 15 year old and were already retired and enjoying a lovely 6 month cruise somewhere.
Alas, decades to wait for that sweet moment in life. Goodnight.
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