When I first met my present gal friend years ago she was a wicked and evil heroin addicted hooker living in same building as me, she would steal just about anything of value when she came to visit. I was actively alcoholic at the time time too. I would hide my surplus cash somewhere, often between pages of books but sometimes wouldn't remember where so before throwing anything away I would search through it and sometimes find money I hid. Anyway we discovered we kind of like each other and she has become tamed down quite a bit now and more trustworthy (and now i am off the sauce) we became pretty good friends.
I could win worldwide acclaim for doing exactly that; I have done it so many times that an entire time capsule could hold the objects of which I've lost track. Add passwords to that list too. I come up with cleverly-coded passwords that no one else on the planet could stumble upon, forgetting that I'm one of those beings on the same planet. Sometimes within days, hours or even minutes of inventing them, I've forgotten what they are.
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This post was edited by Randy D at June 4, 2018 7:14 AM MDT
What Randy said. One time I even forgot my ATM card PIN, embarrassing when I used to have a near-eidetic memory. Opiods do strange things to your brain.
Randy D 