The rest of the week in NYC was exhausting but fun. Had dinner with Eriq at some yummy sushi place, at Jane with Sara and Mel (where, I must point out, some straight boy totally hit on me), and went to Beige with lovelies LL and Fagat, where I drank too much of course, which made the next day's meetings particularly painful.

On the way back, I was passing out while reading the SkyMall catalog (who doesn't?) when my attention was caught by this clever little apparatus. See, it automatically dispenses ceral into the bowl, so you don't have to do it yourself. Automagically!


As the write-up says:

fixing the day's first meal will never again be a messy, time consuming chore.

And it's only 80 bucks. Really, the perfect gift for that special someone who's a fucking lazy, stupid housewife who's too ungodly moronic to muster enough brain cells to pour a bowl of cereal in under ten minutes and without making a mess. Happy birthday, you useless whore.

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