not so lucky cat

It just occurred to me that I've stopped blogging here. I've gone back to emailling my friends all the fun stuff I find.

So let's start (again -- for reals this time, I hope) with what I've just flogged off to my mates, the 'teapot and fellatio.v [whose wedding is this weekend! omfe, shit].

When my boss dragged me upstairs to scold me for writing notes in class a meeting, I needed to let off some steam.
(I mean, how dare she treat me like an eight year old!!)
So, I bought a new pair of shoes, magazines and a bunch of chocolate.
It cost me a fortune.

Know what would have been a cheaper and more enjoyable experience?



The venting machine.

I love the idea of smashing fine bone china or porcelain! Sure beats those stupid stress balls and spending $100s on shoes (no, I take that part back. I love buying shoes when I have enough money not to feel guilty about it!).



And poor lucky cats!

[thanks for the heads up, mental_floss]