Sat 5th Feb 2022
Felt taller this morning. Never realised how low down the toilet was.
Read on the internet that a dad had introduced a swear jar to his son who had Tourette’s. thought that was funny.
A man walked past my house today who looked like Mr. Bean. Thought about writing another poem about it but I’m too lazy.
Don’t think I’ll do my diary on the weekends as I haven’t got much going on. Half the day’s already gone by the time I wake up anyway.