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January 11th

Had Whitebait today. Wasn't sure what it was. Now i know what it is I will never have it again. Life experiences.

Did a bit of drone flying today which was fun. You have to land it every time people come close just in case you chop their heads off. Oh and when people see you flying a drone they come close. It's a bit of a pickle.  Plus the battery lasts about 3 minutes and takes about 3 hours to charge.

In other world breaking news I went to the shops today. Again someone bought me a pint of alcohol drink. It was ok. Am genuinely going off alcohol a little bit anyhow. Am struggling to find something I do like to drink at the moment.

Checked to see how much was on one of my three credit cards. Big mistake. BIG mistake. I am in such deep shit. Look the other way. It will go away. I look forward to receiving a letter in the post at your earliest convenience.

Listened to a cassette today. Had to explain what a cassette was. In the past I have also had to explain what a record is and how it works.

Decided I needed to buy a new joypad as two of mine are broken and one is missing. I found one cheap. Suspiciously cheap. Lets see how that works out. Hopefully this time everyone (including me) won't keep dropping it on the floor.

There is nothing other of significance I can tell you about today. There are things but they are not for here. They are for somewhere else. A room that can be locked forever that no-one can ever get in. A room with a window that no-one can see through. A daydream so pretty that no-one even cares. Tomorrow tomorrow I'll deal with it tomorrow. Nothing matters, it never did.

I have spilled loads of honey on myself. It is not the worst thing I have spilled on myself today.

Redacted.

I am going to have a wash now.

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