As much as I would like to see The Rezillos tonight it looks unlikely. Having not been stricken with the lurghi that's been doing the rounds for weeks now, it looks like somebody called my number. Order has kind of been restored to my cd storage over the weekend though so I imagine that punishment is due. That's how it works, right?
With regard to the impending madness, I'm bodyswerving the subliminal guilt trip that certain sections of the media are peddling. That we've got to go to the shops and spend what we (or I certainly) don't have on what nobody needs. The economy is flatlining and yeah, reports of people queueing to get into stores are going to make ME want to join in...
A valiant (really) attempt to find stuff for a select few hit the rocks last weekend. I don't want (and will not) give or send people, shite that can be gotten anywhere in the world.
On top of all this, I started backing up some stuff from the computer this morning. To make some space - thinking it might improve the running speed, etc. 2GB leaner and there's no tangible proof that it has made one shred of an iota of difference. Very frustrating but not altogether unexpected in this half-empty world. I possibly sound pretty p.o.'d right about now.
Nothing new there then... McNuggets anyone?