An Olympic-Standard Mayonaisse
Do you ever have days when you feel - not tired as such - but as though you haven't quite woken up all the way? When everything is sort of fuzzy and indistinct and you start to wonder if electro-shock therapy might not be such a bad idea? No? Just me, then. I feel like that today, and no amount of caffeine is shifting it. Maybe it's something to do with the cat waking me up at 5.30am demanding food. Or maybe it's sunspots or the government putting drugs in the water or something.
Yesterday was the first really nice day of the year in Glasgow, and I was able to go out in just a t-shirt. And trousers, underwear socks and shoes, of course. I went to the gym for the first time in weeks, had a good ol' workout, then went and bought a fruit smoothie and salady things on the way home, protected by the warm glow of healthy self-righteousness that exercising always imparts. Lovely.
It's been a long time since I last lusted after a piece of technology, but with all the ace games that are out, or in the pipeline, for it, plus the snazzy new redesign, I reckon that my next self-indulgent purchase will be a Nintendo DS Lite. But can I hold off for the UK release (nebulously reported as being "in the summer", but with no actual date announced), or are the delights of network-play Tetris and Mario Kart, and the ability to play my GBA games on a screen I can actually see in anything other than direct sunlight, going to make me an impatient idiot who buys an imported one?
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