Having a designated blog-writing time is definitely proving effective. This week has not been particularly eventful. Saturday night was spent trying not to neck myself at Crown. That casino is like a scary wonderland, where the most revolting specimens of an affluent and hedonistic capitalist society come out to play. It's all glitter and booze and tacky heels as people attempt to satisfy that never-ending desire for more and more money. It ends up not even being a means to an end, but people accrue money for the sake of money. And in some of the most debauched and immoral ways. In closing, Crown bored me.

On Monday, utterly fed up with Topshop's bullshit (3 weeks ago I placed an order for some clothes which included a dress with a cat face on the front but I have not received them), I bought a cat dress to satisfy my need for one. I am wearing it today, and it is making me feel happy automatically. It's flowy and pretty, with a section cut out of the back, so it's discreetly sexy as well. And it has cats all over it. And these cats go 'meow meow meow meow meow meow meow' all day long. At least I like to imagine that they do. I would like to post a picture of me in this delightful dress, but that means I would need to post a picture of the playsuit i mentioned here. And while I may have posted pictures of myself in the past, I'm not so narcissistic today. But I am sure I will soon enough. Here is a picture of the dress, anyway.