And now we have blinds, no more wanking in silhouette

Got up this morning just in time for the blind man to come. He came to fit the blinds, I’m sure he could see. Otherwise he’d be a piano tuner, and I don’t have a piano. He had the personality of a coal fire that had been out for four centuries. Anyway, he got the job done without fucking it up. That just leaves a bit of painting now really. Work was mainly dull, just tracing the last few bugs ready for the second submission. Went to Combat. Got stuck in traffic. Came back and started learning ‘The glory of love’, god is that a hard one, hands all over the place.

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