I want a Lego Death Star

I want to be able to play with Lego again. I don't care if it is hugely age inappropriate, I don't care if it is a little bit serial killer-ish and I don't care if it makes me a geek. I want some to play with.

I was shopping with one of my friends the other week and we had to make a bee line in to a toy store as it was her six year old God Daughter's birthday the week after. Now I am a rubbish shopper and when asked 'What about this?' in relation to various pink and sparkly things, I just sort of shrugged and muttered whatever response I deemed most appropriate and shuffled around.

However, when we ended up in the Lego department after some significant meanderings through the store, I was spellbound. As I said, I don't care if it is a bit sad, I think Lego is the single coolest toy in the history of ever. And that got me thinking a little bit.

I didn't really want anything for Xmas. I know that usually Christmas is a good time of year to try to secure that one thing that you want but just flat out won't buy for yourself, but I don't care. I've been living my dream since earlier this year when I gave up on a rubbish job market to chase a stupid pipe dream, and at the risk of sounding sappy and slightly emo, have awesome friends and family who have supported me. I thought that was enough, and that was all I wanted for Christmas.

Then after all of this, I realised I really want the Lego Death Star. Screw nice friends and family, how geek-chic would it be to have a massive Lego Death Star in your room? I mean, it would just rule. Plus I have enough guitars up there that I don't think it would be a deal breaker.

So that is what I want for Christmas. If anyone wants to buy it for me, I won't complain.