Me when my order of 25 MTG boosters arrive
If something has no intrinsic value, and it makes you happy to have it. That’s therapy, you keep right on hording shit.
I’d argue that if it makes you happy, that’s intrinsic value right there.
This was me buying a Mirko statue. It just sits on my bookshelf and looks sexy, but goddamnit I wanted it.
Most of the time I buy something I’m happy about it’s drugs (alcohol) or glassware (for alcohol). Nicknacks are probably a better choice!
buys another beer
5 seconds later
Me with Gunpla (unassembled):
You’ll get to that stack of boxes eventually.
When the stack gets too big, you buy some shelving. When the shelving gets full, you buy some storage tubs. When you run out of tub room, you get a storage unit. When the storage unit is full, you realize maybe it’s time to sell off the backlog. Then when you’re almost done, your spouse gets into Gundam. And this time you start a spreadsheet to keep track of the cycle. Then P-Bandai opens in your region.
Sometimes I think my primary hobby is collecting boxes, rather than building Gunpla.
It’s a knickknack, patty-whack. Give the frog a loan.
