The Material Sheep

Surprising how a simple £250 award can make you itch to spend. I've been browsing shops today looking at new clothes, new shoes, new suits, etc... and deciding that, in fact, I'd like to buy 'em all...

Unfortunately, £250 can only get me so far. I've narrowed it down to:

1. Guitar something. Amp/FX box. Need to fix my electric one too.
2. Pair of Timberlands/shiny new work shoes
3. Some clothes during the post Xmas sale.

Anyway, went ice skating today. Was supposed to go the ice bar after (everything was paid already) but a mate of mine fell onto the ice, collided with someone in front of him who promptly dropped onto his head, smashing his face onto the ground. He broke a couple of teeth, messed up his front row teeth, and started bleeding. Not good.

To keep from spoiling the birthday girl's night (and damn, her sister and I had something going I think, bit of a spark there!), and also coz this is my mate who's injured, me and a couple colleagues took a cab with him to a nearby dentist.

The doc fixed him up good, but obviously couldn't stop the swelling. Poor guy's wife is flying in in 4 days... I can't imagine he's too pleased about that... he's a good looking lad, and the ladies fawn over him (bastard, that's why I got him in my band, I hope to catch some distraught fawners he rejects), so he's not used to looking slightly ugly with a swollen cheek and lips.

Anyway, it's late. Gotta wake up in time for shopping and the Kong tomorrow.