This is a story about privacy and digital identity...

I woke up this morning in my bed, in my bedroom in my home, where I live. I got out of bed and had a shower. I used shower gel and shampoo. Then I dried myself off, had a shave and brushed my teeth.

Later on, I had some breakfast. I had bacon and sausages and eggs. It was hot and I ate it all with a knife and fork off a plate. I finished all of it because I almost always finish every meal I have - I eat really fast and I don't like throwing away uneaten food; plus I'm really greedy.

Then I looked at the internet. Not the actual internet, because that would be impossible, but I used a computer of some description to look at websites on the world-wide-web (WWW).

After a few hours I was hungry again so I had some lunch. I decided to have food instead of poison or something indigestable - the food had a taste and smell that all contributed to the impression that what I was shovelling into my mouth was edible, and so I ate all of it. I also had some drink, because of all the thirsty work I'd been doing. Also, humans die without fluids. Not liquid sodium though... that would be so hot that you would be instantly incinerated.

Then I went out to some places and did some things. Some of the things were necessary and some were for my own amusement. I had to go to some of the places because they were inbetween where I was and where I wanted to be. I wasn't able to teleport myself... well, not yet anyway. People think I look a bit odd, scrunching up my face, really concentrating on trying to travel through a higher dimension in order to avoid moving conventionally in the three dimensions that we're used to. Then I gave up and just walked, or ran, or cycled, or got a car, bus or train to take me where I wanted to go; also aeroplanes, but not today.

Then it was time to guzzle more nosh into my food hole, and tip more liquid into the cavernous opening in my face. I repeat this ridiculous ritual 3 times a day, because if I didn't do it for a long time, I would die. Also, I like it - I like the tastes and the flavours; I like starting hungry and finishing not hungry - that's a good thing.

I watched some form of entertainment that held my attention while I just sat there looking with my eyes and listening with my ears. My brainbox got filled with stuff that people wrote and performed for the benefit of an audience, of which I was a member. Sometimes I consume a kind of entertainment where millionaires play kids' games that they got really good at because they played them so much. Some people think that shouting at the millionaires will change the outcome of unknowable and unpredictable future events they have no control over, but I'm too well versed in theoretical physics and the evidence of experiments to believe in magic, religion or whether I exert any power to influence things (like which team of millionaires is going move a spherical object into the right place, versus another team just like them, trying to do the exact same thing).

Then I went to bed where I would have had sex if there was another willing participant of the opposite sex who I found attractive occupying the same sleeping contraption as me. No willing participants for a game of hide the sausage were co-located during the time I was in bed and awake.

Before I knew it, I was asleep, except I didn't know I was asleep because the very definition of being asleep is the partial loss of consciousness. If I knew I was asleep, I probably actually woudn't be asleep - it's a paradox.

I expect tomorrow will be much the same. In fact I can guarantee that 99.999...% of tomorrow will be exactly the same, even if a massive asteroid obliterates the Earth while I'm asleep. The universe is a big place and most of it is intergalactic and interstellar space. Almost everything is just empty space. I don't even sleep on top of anything at all - it's simply the atoms of my body refusing to fuse with the atoms of my bed, which is lucky because a fusion reaction in my home is not something I really want - I would be likely to irradiated by high-energy photons and die of radiation burns.

Please, keep reading. If you look back at previous blogs that I've written, you'll see they're all like this - simple descriptions of my day, in terms of things I ate, things I did and places I went, which are mostly the same. I'm sure you'll find it gripping stuff. If you read and enjoyed this, you will be sure to enjoy reading it again & again.

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