My decision was the big black line drawn through the one word question; "Laptop ?". My April "budget" now reads like a list of actions rather than objects; nights out, at least two Burscough home matches, and payment of bills. I daren't deal with percentages: over half my monthly wage is gone before the sun rises on pay day weekend...
Not having a laptop (and therefore regular internet access) is my biggest personal problem at the moment. Well, that and not bringing socks in from the washing line in time to avoid a passing storm. Oh, and eating most of an Easter Egg for breakfast this morning, that weighs pretty heavily, too. But let me focus on internet access for the time being. It's not that I am the archetypal geek who misses live-tweeting Question Time and updating Wikipedia at 2 in the morning - as much as that truly is missed - it's the very fact of being 'locked away' from a world I have grown accustomed to over ten years of dial-up and broadband access. Yes, okay, I have wandered into the 4chans and meme factories of the 'net as much as anyone; I am with the Finns on this, Internet access is a human right, as important to business leaders as the child in a high-rise aspiring to be the best they can be in the world outside their flat.
It may sound somewhat like a sulk, and perhaps after nearly a year without access at home, my mild annoyance at having nothing to do when the television lets me down is close to developing into something less admirable.
I will land on one side of the argument, though. By deciding against buying a laptop this month, I have freed up spends and been awfully sensible about the use of my wage over a 5-week month. And that's far more sensible than I have been recently.
This week Alistair Darling is set to read out Gordon Brown's election budget, much like the Queen is forced to read Labour's manifesto at least once a year. Oh for either Darling or Liz to bring their own script to Parliament.
In the case of Darling, he knows Brown cannot wait to get rid of him, which makes the cowardice over the Budget details all the more depressing. If it was me - and Good Lord, can you imagine that! - I wouldn't let the Prime Minister within stapler-throwing distance of the Budget Speech until it was too late to change so much as the break in the first paragraph. Brown, responsible for the longest and deepest recession in British history, taking low income earners to 20p tax rate, and every other economic shit-storm since 1997, may well fail to impress this week in any case, given UNITE's attempt to ensure every last detail of 1979 is recreated in colour prior to the election on May 6.
Darling does not want a "give away budget", exactly the opposite to Brown, who would prefer to plunge into the bottomless pit [as he sees it] of debt to ensure more votes are bought for Labour in seven weeks time. Darling would be best to outline exactly how he intends to deal with the deficit and growing numbers of "invisible unemployed", signing Brown up to a deal he cannot escape. Clearly in my current state I would prefer a £1,000 "citizens payment" straight into the bank accounts of everybody through some form of the fabled Robin Hood Tax. That personal moment aside, I am a Liberal Democrat, where fairness in the tax system has been at the centre of our policies for longer than Brown has been plotting to parachute Ed Balls into Number 11. And that's a long time, readers.
I would have used this blog to vent spleen on the latest tabloid target - the legal high "MCat" or "drone". However, given how well it is written, I leave you in the sensible hands on this subject to Charlie Brooker