I've been on something of an internet shopping spree this past week. Nothing terribly life changing. "What's wrong with me" I think, "I don't need any more stuff. I have plenty I'm not using as it is!" I figure recovery from major surgery* gave me licence to spend money though. Getting stuff in the post is fun!
Today me and mum went looking for a new dining room table. The place we went had two, both of which were tiny so it was not a very successful trip. However, they also had computers, and mum has been thinking about getting a new laptop for a while now, so we had a look. She spotted an iMac. "Oh!" She said "I didn't know you could get them without towers! The whole reason I wanted a laptop was because I didn't want the tower, but this is much nicer!" About 5 minutes of thinking about it followed, and then she was at the check out. "I'm only buying it because it looks nice!" she said.
I wonder where I get it from.
*It was not major, and wasn't really surgery either, more of a day in hospital to be probed. Shit was traumatic though. Traumatic enough to make me buy a high elf monolith from the internet. Fuck yeah!
