You sweet squishable you

Somehow, even without a proper, paying, 9-to-5, I am as busy as ever. Busier, perhaps, because the job hunting is something I'm having a very difficult time turning off. Which is to say: there's so very little brain left over at the end of my day. And if you would be so kind as to indulge me, this shall have to pass for a post:

I really, really, really want one of these.

It's adorable! It's classy (see photo with top hat)! It's squishy! I could hug it late at night when I am the only one awake, compulsively refreshing the job boards and yearning for hot chocolate which I haven't had in nigh on a month due to contractual obligations (or something like that). Oh, squishable octopus! I need you in my life.