The hidden dangers of boredom

In an idle moment over the weekend, I appear to have ordered the dvd sets of series one and two of the X Files. This, having only just taken delivery of Michael Wood's new book, and a new set of Tarot cards. The Internet is truely a weevil danger to my bank balance.

(Interesting - well sort of - aside, played a game of cards last night and a normal sized deck feels really weirdly small after handling the tarot cards a lot over the last few months)