The soundtrack for the weekend, mine, has been Rasputin as performed by Roxy Music - a track that, I believe, exists only in my own confused and slightly hostile brain (let us all sigh with relief).
It sets the tone really.
I've mostly spent the weekend buying things that I don't really need, making agonising gift choices, and freezing my arse off. It is a bad sign when I start to miss 'winter' in the tropics. Had I more energy I would go into a charming old skool rant about buying presents for other people. I find it difficult. It makes me doubt myself and my taste. I have received many, many, many crap gifts that were 'so you' over the years that gift buying is a hideous experience for me. Receiving presents is similarly painful.
Jesus fuck, this is a boring post. Um..so..er...how are you anyway? Yeah? Sorry to hear that. Mmmm...yeah...[Christ are you ever going to shut up?]..uh huh...ye-ah...no, definitely not...right, right...guess so...'k...bye... [Moral of the story: this is what happens when you ask a stupid question.]
So, I bought a tea pot and it came with four little cups. It's all in black - is that a little but whimsical voiced folk-rock-pop non-star or what..?
Is it time for Doctor Who yet...?