katt_goddess

I have found this year's location of the Spirit of Halloween...it's like 3-4 blocks away from me. I need to get out my wishlist and go be stupid in there before all the stupid is sold out. Potato broke the arm off my little skeleton.

When is it not? I still have a broom hovering near the ceiling in the living room. It's been defying gravity since 2002.

I'd rather eat the $1.25 steak from Dollar Tree that looks like a Dr. Shol's insert than spend $1000 on something that you technically only rent for like 8 hours if you are lucky.

My current phone is a potato that cost like $8.25 a month to maintain.

I found out my kitten will also let me actually sleep if I'm feeling sick. Good kitten.

Dealing with the hopefully tail-end of the Con Crud that decided to piggyback back home with me. Get out of work early, get home, take a really long nap with an actually behaving kitten, have some slightly melted ice cream just to get something down. No warning, just solid pieces in my mouth. Back tooth with a 40-50 year-old filling in it just broke. Hole directly into my jawbone on a weekend. Also, the site where I was watching animes to help unwind for like almost a year now was apparently not all that legal and was killed last week. Bah.

I've found that it really depends on what is going on. If I have to get up to get ready for work, I definitely want to go back to bed. If I actually have a day off, I have to force myself to at least float in that twilight nap-state for at least another hour to feel like I've beaten the alarm. I hate the middle-of-the-night wake ups though. There's no reason for them. Let me sleep through the night!

No. I have a kitten that is at that age where everything needs to be climbed, especially soft human body parts. So if I put the harness on her for a little bit to get her used to it, she either falls over and bricks herself or dances all over the place with one of her toys while trying to escape the evil harness monster.

He's going to be the jeep in a year. Potato Bug is getting harness trained mainly because it's a 50/50 thing she just turns into a brick for a bit so my legs have a chance to heal before the next attack.

Those are the toebeans of someone who will one day be big enough to drive a car whether you want them to or not.

Kitten needs meds. Kitten hates meds. Kitten gets meds anyway. Meds taste so horrible she immediately turns into Hooch from 'Turner & Hooch'. I laugh my ass off at her because that's serious drool. She goes and wipes her drool loops off on the inside of my work shoes. ...well played, fuzzy little asshole. XP

Weird, it looks like the movie was broken up into 4 different DVDs as 'episodes' instead of a complete movie in one go. Anyway, pulled this off the wall since we're sharing ATHF oddities. Koosie that came out in I have no idea when. Early years for sure. I also have the Meatwad air freshener. And yes, that's a Harry Potter owl wedged in it. I like to think the Mooninite flipping off the world is doing so on behalf of the squished owl.

Goes to print something. 'Out of Cyan' Okay, I just need to print in black and white. It's words. Can that happen? 'Printing may be continued using other inks at this time.' Okay then, print. 'Out of Cyan' I feel like the robot upraising will be less overwhelming overlords and more annoying derpy 3-year-old that asks 'Why?' 50 times a minute.

I was really looking forward to leaving everything as easy breezy as possible this year for my friend but nope. Baby kitten got put on meds today for the next 20 days for a mystery lung infection. Which means my friend will have to potentially pill a baby kitten instead of just being able to play with her. And I need to figure out how to set up a way to administer the second daily dose since she'll only have a visitor once a day.

That was a bullet dodged. I was braced for another 'TOTALLY SPIES' joke and ready to ban out of spite.

If someone thinks they are going to get the Medal of Freedom from Dumpster for that, they really should have gone past the third grade in their edumacations. Putting their sex doll in a pillory and tagging it with the name of a current President [ or any member of Congress really, some get testy about that if they aren't the ones in charge of it ] can be considered a threat and people have been visited by the Secret Service for less.

Random thought. All this hate for the 'Borderlands' movie seems to be from a] people who know its based on a game but haven't played the game/aren't really interested in the game and b] nerds who are in a rage over someone they like/hate playing a character they hate/like and being super serial over it. So, thought - maybe let Mel Brooks direct the next game-turned-movie? Borderlands seems like a Spaceballs Part II anyway, should have just gone that route.

Potato Bug learned things today. I don't need to be rescued if I'm taking a bath. And water is really really wet. It was kind of funny but she also ended up ingesting bath perfume from the cube I used which made her sleepy and weak for most of the day. She now is restored as I'm getting ready for bed and has super-spaz-zoomies with the goal apparently being to eat one of my toes at some point for the humiliation.

Nice try but I purchase my coffee in massive drums like I'm some sort of doomsday survivalist who plans on living on coffee for pennies a day.

I want her to stay in kitten form for a long time because kitten-size is fun-size. However, I also need her fuzzy ass to grow up just enough that she no longer misjudges her everything and ends up using my various body parts as last minute claw holds. I literally heard the skin on my back being ripped open when she 'slipped' off the back of the computer chair and decided to dig in. It sounded like denim.

...technically he was totally in the movie... <.< >.> Had real lines and everything...

Zardoz. 1974. Don't ask.

Don't give her ideas. She reads the boards too.

Pretty sure I've never dug a toy out of a box, reached out to said toy, accidentally touched my own hind foot in the process and then proceeded to kick myself in the head repeatedly because 'something' touched my foot. Based on a true story that happened like 30 seconds ago. She's now in the tub slapping the drain.

Baby got her second boosters today. She was really good and got mushies as a treat once home. She's been lethargic all day though. Too much too fast for someone so little. And then she jumped up on me and FARTED. She is apparently feeling a little better. I am surrounded by essence of chicken pate.