You want to know where I`ve been of late? (No, I know you dont, but play the game with me for goodness sake). It`s not very mysterious. I forgot my password. When I say password, it sounds like there`s only one, doesnt it? HAHAHAHAHA sorry - that was a teensy bit hysterical.
I have many many passwords, PIN numbers, safes, lockers, secret tunnels behind bookcases, bunches of keys, all that. Why? Because Someone wants to get into my private places, and that isnt a cause for sniggering at the back there young Snirtblinder (Snirtblinder? Where the hell did that come from?). It is an mattermostserious. That`s serious matter in cod studious, to you.
Anyway. It is very very difficult for me to remember these codes and combinations. So I was locked out of this site for a while. I confess that I did feel like a rather lucky hacker for a few minutes though, in an espionage thriller starring Liam Neeson or Harrison Ford, and me the predictably bespectacled bit part geek.
Also, I have been busy. Do you know the kind of busy? The busy you get when you`re supposed to be writing an essay or reading something worthy? Well, that. I`m now running low on ploys, having resorted to writing my blog as a means to avoid study. I have to get me to a ploy shop pronto. That`ll take the rest of the afternoon for certain, what with searching for a likely retail outlet via Google Map, then finding myself scooting round Bristol or doing the birds eye thing and staring like a virtual (and wierdly stationary) sparrow-spy along a road where someone I used to know years ago once lived ....
The weather here in Plymouth is starting to go a bit crazy. This is the forecast : BIG STORM. So dont be out in a boat of you can help it. Dont even go outside. Do my essay for me instead.
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