katt_goddess

Almost every day I get someone who either thinks we are hiding all the stuff they need in the back somewhere [ our back is currently rapidly filling up with christmas shit so nice try ] or insisting that I must know exactly what they need for their personal project as well as how to make it and why can't I make it for them???? Street fair and craft show seasons are the worst because the place fills up with idiots who went to those things, saw something they are totally sure they could make for less and then proceed to show up at the store to demand I pull all their project shit together like I've done nothing but cruise those same street fairs and craft shows all day. I'm at an 8-10 hour shift, I don't have the free time to research your project. If you can't be bothered to research your new hobby first you should have just bought the whatever that caught your eye in the first place.

I don't have such a thing but this was the first thing I played at full volume after I found a new job after being laid off from a previous job I had put 6.5 years into. Screw the old, in with the new type attitude.

My aim isn't good enough to ensure a proper pissening without being in direct sweeping range of a half-asleep rage swatter.

Honestly, they can't do shit to you as a 'customer' unless you are in there actively being a real horrible. And even then, they could only kick you out in most areas. And if they were stealing hours from you, they were either doing it to everyone [ massive fraud ] or deliberately choosing victims to steal from [ discriminatory fraud ]. Either way, since it sounds like an actual investigation is being launched, someone is shitting themselves bald right not and its very likely one or more of the people that you wouldn't mind sharting their last follicle away.

Sell the stuff they send? Just kidding, the stuff they are sending is probably ethernetted directly to them so they can follow along on all the things you do on their property, including e-mail and internet searches. So having a separate nice computer for all your personal things is still the way to go.

Nope. It lives in your stuff now and forever. Bing also has an autobot that answers search questions while links load that may or may not apply. I should start keeping track of all the searches that it decided to answer 'I can't answer this at this time'. I do remember one of them was 'what is the anime where the muscle guy's shirt flies off every time he flexes'.

That limited edition 'blue milk' from Kemps is...kinda chunky. It reminds me of the milk drank by Newcomers on 'Alien Nation'. And it made my coffee a really weird color when I used it as creamer.

Females have chesticles. There is a difference.

Well...to be fair, most humans have two testicles so....two threads....one for leftie, one for rightie?

To be quite fair, I was beaten a hell of a lot as a child. And I am still willing to use 'they/them/ just to f with a MAGAt. If you are going to be afraid of pronouns, you probably deserve to get the bitch-smack sampler plate yourself.

<.< >.> King Charles : A Period Piece

Finger painting is serious business! It has a passion to it, damnit! I'm still sticking with he thought it was a tasteful re-do of that 'American Beauty' poster with himself as the cheerleader surrounded by whitish rose petal splotches.

My vote is he is color-blind. I'm having issues fully seeing it because of all the reds going on. When my color-sight starts to blink out, red goes first and tends to turn white. He might not see an absolute bloody abortion on the canvas, he might be seeing shades of white with pinks and greys for all we know.

Back in my day, Sith Lords were a little less in your face about it...

Meh, I might actually tune in for the first half hour. It'll be fun to watch Sailor Moon again on tv with whatever stupid commercials pop up like in the good ol' days even if I already own the entire series.

I just made an entire flock of starlings flee for their lives by belching.

We actually have this for our weather here too. Complete with 'f*ck this shit, I'm out' flying trash can graphic when applicable. For general cold not affiliated with killer wind chills we have the Coffee Cup meter - different sizes depending on how badly you'll need that hand warmer.

Couldn't see the aura borealis but can smell Canada being on fire already.

It was Las Vegas but I'm not sure which exact resort it was. Dana Snyder is actually originally from there so if he's feeling feisty enough to answer the question, you might be able to ask him if he either remembers that particular bump or show him the pic and see if he recognizes the pool background from previous stays.

Good. They made them, give them a chance to decide whether or not their project lives somewhere else. Knowing the way things usually went, they likely made next to nothing on things originally anyway.

I think that was called 'Statistics and Research Methodology' where I was. Reams of weird calculations with the results usually being a shit demon.

Classes I didn't really need for my major but wanted to take? Sci-Fi and Fantasy and British Lit. Major English courses with about 10 books to read in each. I'm a reader so those classes were like study hall for me. With tests. That said 'Tristram Shandy' can burn in infinite hell. Religious Anthropology. The study of religious beliefs excluding the usual suspects. Would have been more interesting but the professor had a real hardon for Siberian Shamanism and there was nothing on Eastern beliefs at all. Classes I had to take because they fulfilled some random quota but I should have been able to skip? English 101. Shit course, required you to write 'questions' in the margins of the overpriced essay book which meant you couldn't sell it back at the end of the semester. Was the one that also required an essay about a parent [ I was out of foster care and freshly emancipated ] with zero alternative projects for people in my position. I bullshitted my way through it by recapping the show 'M.A.S.H.' Health and Wellness. Apparently my archery and judo credits didn't count towards the university's graduation so I had to take this crap class. By the end of the semester I had 127% and slept through most of it.

~$25. That's the cost of one bottle of powdered Miralax and two bottles of Gatorade. It WILL scare the pure concentrated evil right out of you.

*goes to print something because all the electronics in my home have learned to fear me...

Watamote - No Matter How I Look At It, It's Your Guys Fault I'm Not Popular = Crunchy. Slice of life weird school girl life. One season and a special. How Heavy Are The Dumbbells You Lift? = Crunchy. Educational health and fitness anime that is just f-ing hilarious. 12 episodes. Bakumon = Crunchy. 3 seasons. Slice of life type where 2 school friends decide to become manga artists. Actually fairly 'real life' as far as a story goes because they don't make all their dreams come true immediately, crap does happen and they have to learn new skills and new ways of doing things in order to succeed.