

Bonk bonk they go into the windows! Fucking asshole bugs those are!


Bonk bonk they go into the windows! Fucking asshole bugs those are!


Oh man, I loved wearing turtle necks and ankle skirts and still being a whore because I had the audacity to have DD by high school! I never even touched a boy in even the vaguest ways in high school!!!


“Existing!” and then usually they pause and we talk about something else.


Amazing! Love it. I was too poor to be a horse girl in high school. I knew some girls that were and this seems very much something they’d do!


My dentist texted me to say my appointment tomorrow is canceled and I need to call to reschedule.
Took me calling 9 times to get a human. Because if it goes to hold music, it then just shunts you to their ‘ai’ that can “reschedule, make appointments, cancel appointments” but it FUCKING CAN’T
What it does instead is fuck up several times in a row before giving up and sending a note to the desk.
Which doesn’t get seen until like two days later.
So you hang up the second you hear the ‘ai’ assistant talk and call back until someone picks up during the ringing phase.
I’m sure this isn’t making the front desks job miserable, not at all! Blegh.


While my roundness says snack, ultimately my tiredness wins out. Nap time please!
And without a small cat yelling in my face today. She’s been a menace!


Reminds me of my childhood dog! He was a cute English springer spaniel! No brains! None!


No TV in the bedroom! That’s for rich people, like people who have ice makers in the fridge and the whiring blades in the sink!
Ooo belly belly!!


Damn, that concept seems amazing! How unfortunate!


Eeeey, we have that machine as well! Device to poke holes that doubled as the measuring cup for the water to put into the steam unit! Cool stuff!


We would sleep with the cat at night but at night she’s a running nightmare.
Napping during the day? She’s allowed in the bedroom then and is all snuggles and purrs. If I don’t nap, the bedroom is still open then and she’ll sleep in the bed sometimes!
My favorites are “Whooooose the stupidest cat in this house? You are! You are!” And “Whoooooo is a dingus? You are!”
It always ends with you are, lol
Both phones and modern medicine are pretty cool to me still!
I can talk to someone on the other side of the world? Basically instantly? Damn! That’s sweet!
Diseases that use to ravage the world are just. Gone. I don’t have to worry about getting smallpox and just dying. I get a single shot, once? (Maybe a few times for the nasty diseases) and then I just… go do whatever? Damn, that’s amazing!
I’ll give her many treats when I get back from the car people!
Cars are much worse than cats!
Not the longest, but pretty long! Can’t wiggle it around though, she doesn’t approve of that oh no!
She’s a skittish baby with new humans, but I can tell you once she warms up she’s a very soft cat!
I love calling cats little silly dinguses and such, but in the sweet cat voice. The high pitched voice that I use to speak to kitties.
They loooove it, no matter what I’m calling them. They rub against me and I give them pets and kisses while calling them little dummy babies.
<3
I also call them best cat, smartest cat, best at being a cat! Just gotta mix it up occasionally.
He had to teach you who now owns the house! Hims!
Sounds like a nightmare for insurance purposes, at least here in the states.
Given they tried to claim my identical twin was not my father’s child but I was. (Twin cost a lot lot more. I was nicu for a week, they were nicu for a month)
The insurance company did not win that argument.
You claim one twin you claim both your dinguses.