So there I was, laying in my bed. Just thinking about what I could put in my bio. I have a sudden thought, maybe I should be writing this in third person. He starts thinking about what could sum up his character for the benefit of others. Try as he might, nothing springs to mind. "This is so shit" he says to himself with no one around to hear it other than a half-sleeping dog at the foot of the bed. He begins to lose interest in writing the bio and sets of on other pursuits. Maybe he will add more at another time, or maybe he will rewrite the whole thing. Only one things for sure. Interest will be minimal.