I have the urge to buy a small, red, convertible sports car and start dating blonde women in their early 20s. Which of course would be totally pointless considering I'm still in my early 20s and I don't go for blondes. Or chicks...currently.

I'm worrying about my superannuation for goodness sakes. Superannuation, at my age! Then I'm worried about not getting married, or having children before I'm 30, or ever owning my own home.

Of course this can all be fixed with one simple little thing:

A career spanning the globe in box office hit films that are also critically acclaimed. Then i don't have to worry about the price of housing or finding a suitable husband, I can just adopt a baby.

Think I'm asking too much with that one? Yeah, maybe.

Back to the grind

Tyd

2 October 2003 - 3:53 pm

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