Moving house
I have moved house. Well, house, job, country, and continent to be more exact (I would like to stress that I am still "continent" though).
I am no longer to be found eating jamon and sleeping in Northern Spain. As of this friday I shall instead be turtle-molesting and getting hideously sunburnt on Isla Santa Cruz in the Galapagos Islands. As a result I will transform this journal (or maybe a different one, I haven´t decided) from a big pile of jizz into a big pile of jizz with pictures of giant tortoises.
I hope this brings joy to all (both) my readers.
I start all my sentences with "I". Is this a sign of latent egomania?
I am no longer to be found eating jamon and sleeping in Northern Spain. As of this friday I shall instead be turtle-molesting and getting hideously sunburnt on Isla Santa Cruz in the Galapagos Islands. As a result I will transform this journal (or maybe a different one, I haven´t decided) from a big pile of jizz into a big pile of jizz with pictures of giant tortoises.
I hope this brings joy to all (both) my readers.
I start all my sentences with "I". Is this a sign of latent egomania?