Something fun I will never do again
Nati went out to finish a $40 million loan for HSBC, so I stayed home and read more of Andrew Marr. I got up to Major before having the wild idea of cleaning up, and was interrupted by a neighbour opening the door and knocking a lot. I wandered out in nothing as it was hot to look through the spy hole, only to find the open door. Both of us were somewhat thrown, and I told him to go away and he did. Random. After that I enthusiastically searched for my iPhone, and found it much to my relief. I then had a domestic moment and tidied while listening to Art Brut and dancing. It had vim! It had vigor! It's fun to do every two months or so but no more! I washed up, emptied old food from the fridge, put away clothes and generally went domestic. Nati returned and much was the surprise and rejoicing. Altruism: is there anything that doesn't just appear to be it?
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