I have nothing about myself to talk about, unless you want details of my upcoming quizzes.
… I didn’t think so.
So, the most meaningful thing that’s happened to me in the past 2 months or so is probably my neighbour’s wedding last night. She’s been my neighbour for the past 20 years or so, and we played together quite a lot when we were young.
So it kind of hit me how old I’m becoming when I found out that she was getting married. Har har.
She held it in Goodwood Park Hotel’s Tudor Ballroom… a really nice (and godly expensive – according to the Dad) place.
This was the mandatory gift thingy.
It reads,
Life is a flower of which Love is the honey.
The sentence makes no cow sense whatsoever to me. Honey is produced by bees… I mean, it’s indirectly related to flowers cos of the pollen I suppose… but still. I don’t know why it just doesn’t make any sense to me. Someone? Anyone?
Anyway, you must be wondering why the title is Kungfu Kitty when there’s no mention of kitty at all. You are wrong. Fwahahaha!
Sidenote: As I type, kitty is twitching (very cute-ly) in his sleep. I suspect he’s dreaming of chasing mice or something.
KItty’s favourite hobby- preventing me from using my mouse properly.
Curled up in a ball.
…and the inspiration for the title of my post,
Seriously! I have no idea how he sleeps this soundly in this pose! Won’t have muscle cramp meh?