i seriously don't remember how this happened.
get a haircut, go do a quick toy run then look for a nice book to buy. i did all of that but apparently went home with a pony, but at least it's Fluttershy (deep down though i was hoping i could find a Pinkie Pie instead.).
i have found that combing and styling pony hair is very theraputic and calming. i guess everything works out in the end. i actually feel better about that other figure i bought this week.