I'm loving being unemployed. My days are completely random. I spent the morning having breakfast in Soho, lunchtime dressed in a dinner suit having my photo taken, and my afternoon shall be spent in my jimjams eating soup and reading comics.
My mood is oddly buoyant. For instance, this morning, my boiler packed in. After an initial "oh... how expensive", i then realised, "How brilliant! I can call in that pretty scouse plumber."
I've never been happier to be without hot water.
PS: And the polish microbiologist footballer's texted to ask me out for coffee.
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