Ah, that line reminds me of playing the game on Encarta. Endless hours of strange snippets of knowledge. Perhaps if the internet hadn't have come along, I'd have become a pub quiz genius thanks to that fabulous thing.
But it did, and therefore I found a new love. And new ways to procrastinate. But oh, isn't this Jonathan Saunders dress just lovely. Its up on The Outnet for half its original retail price, but at £300 it is still more than this lowly intern can afford. However, if you do get paid to shift your arse out of bed and commute with people who like to read the Metro so much, they don't mind if they fall on you, disturbing your precious sleep as you sail through Dollis Hill, then please, go purchase here.
Oh yes, the blog neglect continues as work asked me to stay on for an extra month, which is very exciting and flattering, but sadly takes me no closer to my goal of actually being able to afford anything. My one extravagance this week was an oatmeal and raisin cookie. For £1.21. Is that really what 10 seconds of mild enjoyment costs these days? Actually, don't answer that.
