So, the first day of this chronicle of banality and I have been woken to clear out the underside of my bed, because a new one is on the way over.
Long story short, I realised recently that my bed was in fact broken [I’ll pause here as you make the inevitable dirty jokr] and have since been in dire need of a replacement. My Saturday, which I had hoped to consist largely of playing Madden and/or having lunch prior to going out for Dan’s birthday, will now be spent wondering how the miraculous array of crap I have came to be under the bed.
To those out there contemplating replacing their bed, don’t bother. No amount of glorious comfort can be worth this hassle.
Items found so far include:
-6 Effects Pedals
-Old-school headphones, and not in a good way
-Several Q magazine issues, c. 2005-2006
-Couple of CDs I thought had been lost.
-About a million guitar picks
-A telescope. Why do I own a telescope?
-Keyboard case [curiously sans keyboard, hmm]
-A series of video tapes, with titles such as ‘WWF Smackdown, Dec. 2000’, ‘MTV Live: The Strokes, RHCP’ and one that just says ‘Jam’
If only I could find my camera to capture half of this.
— Me, in the local a couple of weeks ago #pubbanter