So bored was I on returning from work that I felt I had to destroy something. First thing I spotted within easy reach of my currently pathetic destructive abilities was a credit card, due to expire in 2007. Instead, it expired on the 27th March 2006. Oddly enough, cutting the card into hamster-bite-sized chunks had a calming effect. Quite the opposite of what I was looking for. Yes, I know, I’m odd. In other, completely unrelated news, my horoscope has already gone arseways this week. Cursed work, why can’t I just win the damn Euromillions already? I fear I shall have to soldier on with my campaign of passive resistance in some vain effort to finally and at long last get what I’m after. Hey, it worked for Ghandi; didn’t it?!?
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Now I’m really really tempted to do that! It looks so pretty….mmm better not though eh.
How times have moved on… You never mentioned shredding a chequebook…