Let it never be said that I have a normal life.
This isn’t particularly due to being a bit odd. Although my level of eccentricity isn’t as high that there’s a threat of being sectioned, it’s more down to the ridiculous things I sometimes end up doing.
For example, I’ve been invited to a party at the Playboy mansion; I’m in the credits of Guitar Hero 2, and the lights of the Houses of Parliament have been kept on so it could be in the background of an interview I did.
If you’re wondering, no, I didn’t go to the party. It costs a lot to go to America.
But despite what the world of gaming blogging has done to me, it fails to really all make sense – something I was considering this week when sitting in the offices of The Guardian.
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