Tonight, I shall be Choosing Life.
I've already chosen a job and a career. I've chosen a fudging big television and just the other day I chose a washing machine. Choosing a car would be redundant as I (apparently) can't drive. It's been around 15 years since I had to choose a compact disc player and I think the last time I opened a tin was back when I was a student (baked beans, since you're asking).
I'd definitely choose good health given the option, but I choose to let my cholesterol do what it wants. There is absolutely no way I'd choose dental insurance - my teeth are immense.
I believe I chose fixed interest mortgage repayments, but it took so bloody long for the house sale to go through that I genuinely can't remember now.
What's a starter home? I'm not sure I chose that. Is it like a trial home where the loft is bolted shut and you're picture frames are actually adverts until you upgrade your membership to a premium account? If so, I haven't chosen that.
I definitely chose good friends; the kind of friends who'd tell me not to choose leisurewear and matching luggage.
I'm not choosing a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fudging fabrics - I'm choosing a single corner-sofa in just the one fabric. How weird would it be to have a sofa in a range of fabrics? A Frankensofa?
I try not to choose DIY if I can help it (I'd rather place live scorpions in my eyes than strip more wallpaper) and I'm always pretty certain of who the fudge I am on a Sunday morning. I will only occasionally choose sitting on that couch (corner-sofa) watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fudging junk food into my mouth. And I have absolutely no intention of choosing to rot away at the end of it all, urinating my last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fudged up brats I spawned to replace myself.
For I will be Choosing Life.
For Day 354 of my THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEEFIVE T-shirt challenge I am wearing this tee donated by Victoria at Spreadshirt, featuring the title of the John Hodge poem made famous by Ewan McGregor's character Renton in the 1996 Danny Boyle movie Trainspotting. I've taken the liberty of parring the poem against my own chosen life, in case you're wondering what this post's opening was all about.
This excellent fourth Spreadshirt donation will aptly form the basis of the attire I've chosen to wear this evening while I'm partying at my nephew's long-awaited Area8 DJ set, among the copious other spry, young revellers who will have also chosen to Choose Life - dancing and drinking and not for one second thinking about their choice of sofa fabric.
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