Though I’m late, my aunt had a neighbour for +-4 years. She was convinced his name was Jason. Christmas cards were addressed to Jason. Turned out his name was Mike.

Time to get her one of the robotic headless cats from that other article?

Love is my favourite part of a pet. :(

“but you’d have thought if the average bloke sees a sexy woman by the road it might be a bit distracting”

I desperately want a cat but my landlady is evil, and had this actually been out I probably would have bought one. You can’t beat a cat purr, but this’ll probably tide you over till you save up a deposit for a hosue (even if having a cat is the only reason you are pursuing a house so desperately).

I’m so glad people think it’s charming that she hates people making a fuckton of noise eating. Makes me feel better ‘bout my own neuroses.

This conference is virtually outside my office and the amount of police officers is absolute bedlam. I could barely get lunch yesterday because everywhere you turned to get out of peter square were policemen demanding to see your pass. I don’t have a pass, I’m hungry!