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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Something similarMany years ago I lived in Sweden. To set the scene it's summer and only gets dark for about 1 hour.
One night after one too many beers with friends I arrive home worse for wear and crash out.
I wake up feeling well rested, it's bright sunshine, I must be late for work. I get up, shower, have some toast and go to leave for work. The last thing I always did before I left the flat was put my watch on. I put it on, left the flat and looked at my watch to work out when the next bus was due. And realise it was in an hour and forty minutes. It was 3.20am!
(, Wed 27 Jul 2011, 16:14, 1 reply)
oh and I went back to bed and woke up at midday. (I started work at 7am).
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