I'm so stupid. I left my keys in the cafe yesterday. I went home without them, knowing that I must have lost them somewhere. I got home and wasn't sure how I was even going to get in, but it turns out I was stupid and I'd left the back door unlocked. Can anyone spell Muppet? You spell it T I M.
When I asked the girls at the front desk if someone had handed in keys their faces lit up with a big smile and "Yes!!" like it was the most exciting thing to happen at the front desk in a while. So they gave them back to me and I had a big smile on my face cause I farkin HATE IT when I lose my keys.
Rang my dad last night, Hi Johnnie. We even had a bit of a chat about relationships (unusual for us to talk about) and I asked him if it was something about the Harman surname that makes us suck at relationships. He assures me it's not that. Must be genetic. Though my brother is in a good relationship, so that's a good thing.
New guy starts in two weeks. Not a moment too soon.
Wibble Flibble, my brain isn't working.
Tim
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