Dreaming o’riches on this mortal coil.
The idea of not living on a shoestring once I start this new job is having trouble wedging itself between my wee ears.
The last time I had a proper disposible income was between 1992 and 1995, ever since I’ve somehow struggled to meet my expenses. Only about three times ever have I ever gone into a record shop thinking “Oooh I’ll get a couple of CDs, what’ll I get”, similarly only about five times have I ever done the same with books in a book shop.

It’s bizarre to realize that the concept of consuming beyond need and escapology (i.e. beer, wine, etc..) is an unfamiliar thing.

Just thinking that actually reminded me that after a rant, Nine suggested I make an Ethical Consumer quiz.
With the free brainspace I have now I know this employment stress is coming to a close, I believe I will do just that