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The Weekend

After a really crap, dull and boring Friday night I managed to lift my lowered spirits by a much needed, and more importantly, successful shopping trip. I got myself a shiny new helmet, a bike pump and the latest (and I think the last) X-Files episode(s) on DVD. Oh and The Sims for the PS2. As soon as I got back, I gave the new pump a whirl. It works infinitely better than the hand one I. I now have nice firm tyres.

London game was fun, but different. Didn't do an overly large amount of stuff, but have prevented my poor beleagured character ending up in deep poo.

As I walked back from the Station I came across something that looked really wierd. Some people had just left the 7-1/Budgens/"Whatever it's called this month" and started down the High Street. As I rounded the corner I saw them chatting with some woman, who then seemingly walked off in a huff towards me. Very oddly she was carrying a cat and talking to it.


Well it looked like a cat. A very upset looking cat. Not sure if that was cos it was being carried along or cos the other people had annoyed it and hence, caused the lady to pick it up. It might even have been her cat that had wandered off and she'd gone to collect it. *shrugs*

I doubt I'll see mad cat lady again - or at least not recognise her. Unless she had the cat of course. Then I'll know I wasn't going crazy.