My luck lately has been anything but good. Maybe it was the monkey i ran over. The curse of the golden monkey.

Check out the damage on the roof of the car:

My mum blames it on the registration plate number having too many '4's in it, so suay. My take on this? I reckon it's the curse, i already said i was terribly sorry for running over the already lifeless carcass of the monkey. Still...it doesn't accept my apology, think i gotta give it a proper burial or funeral rites.

No mood to blog about other things.
I feel like this:

The squashed hamster i chanced upon.