So I buy Rhythms from tescos, and its good… with the exception of a coupla duffers (arctic monkeys no less) … its a winner. Carbon neutral packaging and all that too.. so I made up for it, buy leaving the oven on for 20mins longer than usual.
This isn’t what I wanted to talk about tho…
I bought a book. I hate it (I don’t usually use the word hate, but it fits), I won’t read it and I shouldn’t have bought it. I’ve realised I can’t read paperbacks. The pages are too small, the paper is rubbish, the text is tiny and the spacing/kerning/tracking is just… too…. much… for … my little braaaaain. Waaaaaaaa. moan moan moan. shut up ya wuss!
no really. I can only read hardback I’ve decided. The pages are a brilliant size, and the text is much bigger and readable. Hardbacks are for people who don’t like reading…. like me. Anyways… i bought a book. umkay. Its fiction. umkay. Its by a writer I’ve never heard of. umkay. And its on a topic I’m not interested it. umkay.
You know when you need a pair of glasses and you spend ages in the shop trying on all the frames cause you gotta have a pair, and you don’t like any except the really expensive Gucci ones, so you put on a pair of ugly ones, but somehow, because you’re desperate and the lighting is great and those mirrors have that holiday tan tint to them and make you look a stone lighter and… and.. and… etc? Then you get home and you look like a cross between a 70s Elton John and Dame Edna Everidge?
Well that happened to me, but with buying a book. I’ll use it to look good on my shelf for a bit with all the other books that I haven’t finished/started reading and just buy another book over Easter.
yeah I think that’s best – mark