Losing itBluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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Yup.I've got to Finsbury Park from Walthamstow several times before realising it's a Bank Holiday, or, on one occassion, I'd deliberately booked the day off as a treat to myself.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 21 Jul 2011, 14:05,
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Indeed.I regularly awake on Saturday morning ready to head to work. So far the family's behaviour tips me off that it is Saturday before they catch me prepping for the commute.
In a nice bit of balance, I regularly wake on Monday mornings and forget it is a workday.
It's been a rough summer.
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kila is reading clocks upside-down as usual, Tue 26 Jul 2011, 9:54,
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