A few minutes ago my cat came in, curled up on my lap, started purring and then farted. Powerfully. Since that about sums up my day (cold! wet! dreary! lacking in colours other than grey1) I've decided to bid adieu to Saturday the sixth of October. I'm taking my laptop, some Woody Allen DVDs, one of the five socks I'm working on at the moment, a glass of white wine and the Amazing Farting Cat to bed. When I get up tomorrow, the weather will be better, one of the pairs of socks will be completed and I will be ready to approach the world again.
Until then, I hope your Saturday nights are more fun and less aromatic than mine :)
6 down, 25 to go!
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