Life Went to Chester on Saturday. It didn't seem as enjoyable as usual, despite a trip on the tour bus seeing sights and sites I didn't know exist. I mainly went for the shopping and failed to buy anything intelligable. I came to a conclusion in the end -- I hate shopping for myself if I haven't anything I'm necessarily looking for. I usually go to Chester christmas shopping and then it's a joy because I've got the logic problem of trying to work out what people would like. This time I didn't visit some shops because I didn't have to and ended up with a scart adaptor for my Playstation, a Doctor Who dvd and a dongle for keep the fizz in a bottle. Which is depressing in all kinds of ways.
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