Go on. Make my day.

[puddingcat]

Tell me Bad Things that have happened to you in the past 48 hours. Whinge & moan & complain at me. Tell me how it sucks to be you. I want to feel that fate hasn't *really* got it in for me, specifically, more than anyone else.

I promise not to point & laugh (unless I don't like you). At least not where you can see.

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[puddingcat.livejournal.com]

And it's bright, shiny silver :)

[robinbloke.livejournal.com]

Ahhhh! Silver!

I have a freaky wierd fear of silver cars... still, under consideration; still need that damned cheque first from them, grumble...