Rant number 160
One hundred and sixty days is quite a long time. For instance, if you walked a mile a day for a hundred and sixty days - you'd have walked a whole a hundred and sixty miles - which is a long way!
It's also a lot of hours: three thousand, eight hundred and forty of the buggers to be precise - and at least half of those I must have been awake which I make to be one thousand nine hundred and twenty conscious hours.
Within those hours, I have collated a lot of information. Doubtless millions of terabytes worth of the bloody stuff, pictures, music, videos and various other flotsam and jetsam including Brian Blessed. The problem with this is that it takes rather a lot of effort to index it all - which makes remembering just about everything a little difficult.
Which - via rather a long monologue, brings me round to the point in hand. 160 Long days in to my rants, I'm still not having trouble getting annoyed and picking a subject every day. I do keep wondering however, whether I've already covered a subject.
Don't get me wrong, if I cover a subject twice and say some different things - its really not the end of the world. If I say exactly the same thing twice though, its just a bit rubbish.
Why can't I remember the details of something I do each and every day. I spend time thinking about it, time concentrating on it and yet - I can't remember 160 days worth. Its madness!
It's just a bit knaff really, my memory really should serve me better than it does! The rest of my brain is on course of this ranting journey why can't it just be!? It's like the drunken bloke who is in charge of the anchor and then forgets to pull it up when the boat is due to set off!
Bloody norah!
Rant over.
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