I have a house full of non-useful cool shit. It's the only fun part of adulthood. If I could go back to my child self, one promise that I could say that I kept to myself was earning lots of money to buy toys
Have managed to skip the also drunkenly promised football match so far. It especially helped when the promised moved to Germany! But I still visit (he is my brother after all) and I know he will make me fulfill on it. I just hope I'm pissed. But not that pissed that I cheer for the wrong team as has happened when forced to watch live televisual coverage in the past.
Well, hope you enjoyed the football, if that's not too strong a word.
I've been working at Virgin Megastores (I was in charge so I chose to interpret the 'black trousers' rule my own way) I hate ties and all that shit, I feel like a fucking estate agent
I love Forbidden Planet! It's a grown-ups toyshop and makes me happy.