Living it up

A quick inventory check of my one bedroom apartment has revealed several items of personal use which I seem to have bought under the delusion of leading a lifestyle that is far from what my day to day existence is really like. Three jars of bubble bath. Frozen fish. Four bottles of red wine, a Smirnoff vodka, Captain Morgan rum, a bottle of bubbly. Magazines and journals I meant to make notes from and then recycle. A huge set of painting tools. And I mean watercolours, but even then!
So the only sensible thing to do really, is to take bubble baths twice daily, sipping wine (which I incidentally detest) and power reading through old issues of The Economist, while the haddock marinates in my fridge.