Ah well still no news on the proper Blogsite so I'll struggle on here for a bit.
I'm feeling a little more ebullient today so that should mean that the post will be proportionally less funny but you can't have everything eh? Sad songs are better than happy songs but they make you feel bad!
I am in the process of selling my DV Cam. It's a sad day but, as it has come in as handy as a Spanish phrase book written entirely in Spanish, it is the only decent thing to do. Hopefully it will result in a happier and less suicidal yuletide.
Recently I have had a bit of a funk on my shoulders and, realising that I have been living like a capitalist peeeeg for a number of months, I have decided it is time to get back to basics. I have been a caravan dwelling dole-ite and a no-food-for-a-week-except-a-packet-of-biscuits student so when did I become so decadent? Things were so bad (psychologically it transpired) that I even considered selling my prized possessions... The DVDs!! Seriously!!
Having pulled myself out of the nosedive that led me to this useless decision I realised that the DVDs were pretty worthless really and there must be a better way of making a bit of spare. Thanks to the guys at ebay I am currently £100 richer with well over 6 days worth of bidding to go.
So... On to Christmas. What are people supposed to buy women? There are, essentially, 3 occasions per year in which we men are forced to buy presents for our *ahem* "better-halves", now us fellas don't really mind forking out for gifts but we are fellas and so... WE ARE NOT SPONTANEOUS! Women want us to "Just get me something meaningful". What? What does that mean? After taking a mental note of your favourite perfume we are completely at a loss... You can't give perfume 3 times a year (unless the light of your life prefers not to wash Mussolini-style) and I, for one, don't have the cash to fork out for shiny baubles three times a year - four if you include bloody Valentines Day (for blokes, the third is your anniversary ;)).
Sometimes when I think about people who have lived secret second lives or those that indulge in polygamy I shudder - imagine how many spontaneous gifts they have to come up with!!
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I'm feeling a little more ebullient today so that should mean that the post will be proportionally less funny but you can't have everything eh? Sad songs are better than happy songs but they make you feel bad!
I am in the process of selling my DV Cam. It's a sad day but, as it has come in as handy as a Spanish phrase book written entirely in Spanish, it is the only decent thing to do. Hopefully it will result in a happier and less suicidal yuletide.
Recently I have had a bit of a funk on my shoulders and, realising that I have been living like a capitalist peeeeg for a number of months, I have decided it is time to get back to basics. I have been a caravan dwelling dole-ite and a no-food-for-a-week-except-a-packet-of-biscuits student so when did I become so decadent? Things were so bad (psychologically it transpired) that I even considered selling my prized possessions... The DVDs!! Seriously!!
Having pulled myself out of the nosedive that led me to this useless decision I realised that the DVDs were pretty worthless really and there must be a better way of making a bit of spare. Thanks to the guys at ebay I am currently £100 richer with well over 6 days worth of bidding to go.
So... On to Christmas. What are people supposed to buy women? There are, essentially, 3 occasions per year in which we men are forced to buy presents for our *ahem* "better-halves", now us fellas don't really mind forking out for gifts but we are fellas and so... WE ARE NOT SPONTANEOUS! Women want us to "Just get me something meaningful". What? What does that mean? After taking a mental note of your favourite perfume we are completely at a loss... You can't give perfume 3 times a year (unless the light of your life prefers not to wash Mussolini-style) and I, for one, don't have the cash to fork out for shiny baubles three times a year - four if you include bloody Valentines Day (for blokes, the third is your anniversary ;)).
Sometimes when I think about people who have lived secret second lives or those that indulge in polygamy I shudder - imagine how many spontaneous gifts they have to come up with!!
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