Ok, weird payday :P
As is always the way with these things, I head into town , pay in bank, with a preset "fun money" amount in my head.
I also plan on buying skull pass as a nice shortcut to having ooodles of plastic to paint and as a nice start to either dwarves or greenskins, my two favorite fantasy races in any setting.
So im in the FLGS and walk out with Warmachine:Prime II and a 21 point Menoth force, with a bunch of Vallejo paints.
So i go two feet, and remember i no longer have a pin vice, or mat, or blades, or green stuff, or...well, you get the idea :P
A few trips round the town, managaing to forget everything until i was at the other end of the place , and i settle down for a nice coffee, and a panani affair containing Bacon (bacon is the active ingredient in pleasure...fact).
My customary gloat is now once more satisfying, as poring over miniatures and rulebooks is infinitely more satisfying than poring over the back cover of a game, or worse....just buying it on steam.
So im sat here, filing and cleaning, listening to the new cypress hill album on spotify, enjoying a day off...result.
Pictures of the forces of zealotry to follow.