Come on, buy my stuff you chumps

Turns out selling stuff is harder than I first thought. So far I've managed to tentatively sell DJ Hero for $50 and...er...that's it. Some clown offered me $30 for it. I do however feel sorry for my work colleagues, whom over the next 4 weeks are going to be subjected to me trying to sell them my stuff with increasing levels of desperation.

- Just over 4 weeks left until I leave work. This also means I have to use my staff discount while I still can. Hmm...maybe Just Cause 2 is worth a punt after all. Or Uncharted 2. Also I could use another 360 controller.

- Student Loans reckon I'll start owing them 250 quid a month starting June. I'm going to take a wild guess here and say that isn't going to pan out.

- No volcanic eruptions in the next 6 weeks please.

- We can win the World Cup this year. BELIEVE.

- Every time I seem to look at the time, usually on my phone, it's followed by "Oh ****!" and me scrambling to do something/be somewhere/get up in an extreme hurry. This never used to happen.

- My parents are going to get me insured on their car for when I get back. And they'd better, since I'm going to beat the hell out of that thing. Basically the plan is to put at least 2-3000 miles on the clock so that when the time comes to eventually sell it to me, I can get a better price. I might try putting diesel in to see what happens. Actually no, that's not true, I'm not going anywhere near a petrol station with it.

Greg, Rosie and Piers are still getting all up in everyone's grill on Facebook about what an amazing time they're having in California. Bastards.