Dispatches: The great carpet atrocity.

This morning was very productive but rather disheartening in an odd way. I went carpet shopping with my parents; not a particularly rib-ticklig experience, but a wholly necessary one in moving into a newly built house. The first store, General Geroge, was little more than a brisk stroll around the aisles as it was ridiculously expensive. A massive Union Jack rug did catch my eye for 80 quid though, which I'll come back to later. Carpet Right was more useful, featuring carpets of a more affordable variety. I was drawn to the offcuts along the edge of the shop as some of them were large enough to fit my new room. However, looking at the amazing prices of them carefully revealed some interesting facts. One offcut was priced at about 150 pounds; a massive reduction from 330-ish. However, if you go round to the proper off-the-shelf roll that they cut to your specifications and isn't in any way clearance, you will get the same length for just under 120... Where they got the "list price" from was the supposed RRP of the carpet; a price which they never have and never will sell the carpet at. I was pretty shocked at this misleading offer, luring you into paying more for it essentially. It's really on the edge of trading standards laws; I know a little about them to counteract the constant slew of trading standards threats people throw at me when I won't give them a free TV or something. I digress however, I bought a black carpet, job done. It cost me an eye watering 100 pounds which is why I was disheartened for the beginning of the day: I hate buying things I don't particularly like or want; I needed a carpet but didn't specifically want one. Ah well, I have since manned up and got over it.

Work went okay. It was moderately busy so I wasn't that bored, and Canon sent me a package of some POS and such which contained little booklets on their current range of cameras and printers. The awesome part is that they were each attatched to a cool little spring-loaded drawstring. I was literally kept amused for my entire five and a half hour shift by swinging and springing this around. Amazing freebie.

After work I went with Dad to B&Q as in my parents' shopping they had spied a Union Jack rug very similar to the 80 quid one I mentioned earlier. Only difference was that, while slightly smaller, it was a quarter of the price at 20 quid. I snapped it up and became far less melancholy about my carpet buying expedition.

This evening I watched the World Cup surprisingly. Finally a match that went as expected as Brazil destroyed the Ivory Coast. They were playing brilliantly I thought. I was literally screaming at the TV when Kaka got his red card though; the initial yellow was undeniable but the second was a joke. Keita ran into him, and rather than being a grown man he flung himself to the floor and started holding his face, crying like a bitch. The replay made this totally clear and when the referee dished the card out I was furious.

Final part of the day was in my general facebook checking I noticed a link from Morven to a song she says she is "obsessed with at the moment". I clicked it out of boredom, expecting to be greatly underwhelmed, if not annoyed, by the resulting music. However I was intrigued by the intro, and it slowly progressed to be really good. On my second listen my mind was blown and I now love the song. Naturally it is song of the day. I can't even explain what it is that's so good, it's just a fanastic, really original song.