Do you know what I love? Those strips of tacky glue that stick things to magazines. Every time I get a magazine with some on, I peel it off so carefully, thinking I could save it and use it somehow. Then five minutes later I realise that there isn't any alternative use for it, so roll it into a tacky ball and play with it for a bit before throwing it out. So that's me: a hoarder who's not particularly good at hoarding.
I had to order a form from the Tax Office at work today, which meant I had to find the password for the Tax Office Publications Ordering site I set up ages ago. I had written it in my password file, a Notepad document in which I record passwords in code. My password for another site, for example, is 20jean, which I've cunningly encoded as XXgran'sname. But my Tax Office password? I've got no idea. What could 'to()' mean? I must have thought it was brilliant at the time, but it escapes me now.
Every morning as I walk to work, I pass a guy I went to university with fifteen years ago walking to work in the other direction. We didn't know each other well at university but he always nods and says hello as we pass, and I'm never sure whether it's because he remembers me (because I find that people often don't) or if he's just being polite to someone he sees every morning. So I just nod and say hello back and avoid calling him by name in case I sound like some sort of crazy person. Then again, he's walking to walk at the Salvation Army; if he's responsible for the mad displays they have in the window*, perhaps he's the crazy person.
* Currently a collection of china dogs with a note to the effect that a dog backwards is still man's best friend.
I had to order a form from the Tax Office at work today, which meant I had to find the password for the Tax Office Publications Ordering site I set up ages ago. I had written it in my password file, a Notepad document in which I record passwords in code. My password for another site, for example, is 20jean, which I've cunningly encoded as XXgran'sname. But my Tax Office password? I've got no idea. What could 'to()' mean? I must have thought it was brilliant at the time, but it escapes me now.
Every morning as I walk to work, I pass a guy I went to university with fifteen years ago walking to work in the other direction. We didn't know each other well at university but he always nods and says hello as we pass, and I'm never sure whether it's because he remembers me (because I find that people often don't) or if he's just being polite to someone he sees every morning. So I just nod and say hello back and avoid calling him by name in case I sound like some sort of crazy person. Then again, he's walking to walk at the Salvation Army; if he's responsible for the mad displays they have in the window*, perhaps he's the crazy person.
* Currently a collection of china dogs with a note to the effect that a dog backwards is still man's best friend.