Diary of an up and coming sociopath

Calvin and Hobbes box set arrived today. It’s a fucking wonder to behold. 3 hardback volumes containing 10 years of material. I seriously doubt I’ll read it in the near future, but that’s because I’ve got almost everything in it in the paperback collections. There’s still some new material that was exclusive to the collections of the collections (which I never owned) so when Nikki’s at work on Saturday I’ll take in what’s almost certain to be the last ever calvin and hobbes stuff I’ve not seen. I’m trying not to think about paying £50 for a couples of books, really, because it sets a dangerous precedent, especially with those “Absolute” collections of Alan Moore comics that keep getting released.

I spent lunchtime today finding a pair of sunglasses to buy. At work we have this ridiculous theme for each company meeting and if you neglect to follow it, they slap you with a hilarious forfeit. This month, it was that you had to do the Company yodel, in front of the rest of the employees. I didn’t know that at the time, but having seen the can-can dancing I was more than willing to pay a few quid. This month’s theme was sunglasses, and since I didn’t have any I went to buy some from a dodgy looking shop on Oxford Street, not that I’m narrowing it down much. I figured if anyone would be selling sunglasses cheap and out of season, it’d be that kind of shop. The glasses have a skull and Crossbones on the side, are mirrored, and cost £4. I strongly doubt I’ll ever wear them again, though maybe next meeting I’ll wear a hat, a bright shirt, and the sunglasses just to try and accentuate the ridiculousness of the themes. Dignity has a price - 4 quid.