katt_goddess

Damnit. I was going to do something horrible but realized that with my current sinuses, I sound less like one of those terrible 1-900 late night chicks and more like Blaire from Facts of Life with a head cold. Just know that once upon a time I would call [ as ] up in the middle of the night and leave idiot 1-900 messages on their voice mail.

I tend to attract random animals whether I want to or not. That included skunks as a child. Currently have two loud parakeets in the living room yelling at the back of my head, a cat that just murped about the window not being open and the hot-pad not being on in the bedroom, a flock of sparrows and wrens that have almost emptied the feeder outside [ and they will tap on the glass if its empty ], an actual red cardinal [ I honestly didn't think there were any in the area ], 3-4 grey squirrels pissed at me because they broke the last bird feeder so now I have one they can't reach no matter how hard they try [ they will also try tapping on the glass if I'm home ], a red squirrel that just likes to tap on the glass because everyone else seems to do it, and that Canadian geese couple are back and a little peeved that their usual nesting spot has been intentionally scrubbed up to try to keep them from nesting there [ it's in a bad spot but they love the area apparently ]. They seem to like me - she's willing to be seen on the nest if I'm around instead of ducking down to hide and he'll settle his neck back and low to show he won't attack. I also collect injured birds from the sidewalk at work and get them back on their feet. I've had sparrows fly back into my bag in front of managers because of that. I'm missing the bunnies though. Last year's sudden blizzard dump killed off like 90% of the baby bunnies that were just starting to get out and there's been no bounce back.

I think the only time the bathroom door gets shut is if my little brother and his family stop by and one of them uses the squatter. If I try to close the door, I'll hear the doorknob start rattling because she can reach it and she will pull and dance on it until it turns and opens or I reach over and open it. She's going to be 15 so I don't want her straining herself too much. Thankfully she leaves me alone if its a nausea day and waits to see how I'm doing when I get back to bed instead.

The poor poor chauffeur.

I never lost the sense of taste but my sense of smell was gone for about a month or so. It messed with my synesthesia. When it came back, it was like I had to learn how to ignore smells all over again because everything seemed like too much for awhile. I swear I could smell the inside of my head. I think a former Co's wife is still dealing with lost senses but since I haven't heard from him in over a year that could have changed.

I honestly think that Pocket Mortys is one of those games that people play but don't really brag about. So basically the same adults that still play Pokemon Go religiously but don't always want to go anywhere. I think that if there were actual real enamel badges for Pocket Mortys, you'd probably see more of who might be playing them. I might try playing around with some at some point as one of my random swag items but currently meh on the project since I don't play it.

Why do I feel like I've just given my youtube recommendations herpes?

No, I knew they would get a new ad connected to whatever new episode was on. But that's literally the only time I ever saw those ads. When the boards existed, they would play ads for Robot Unicorn Attack ad nauseum on tv as well as whatever game was being played the most at the time. I even have a RUA shirt somewhere - I might wear it to work tomorrow if I can find it. And Pocket Mortys did get a lot of air time for the first couple of seasons they existed, now not even during re-runs of R&M. I guess my point is if you do nothing to draw attention to a product for newer audiences and you sort of just went out of your way to alienate the old audience, big surprise when things end up getting bulked killed off like this to appease the losers that think gutting the goose that lays golden eggs is a genius strategy.

Something worse? No toilet paper in the dispenser after the work has already begun. The only available stall being an active hazmat zone. Some stranger's toddler playing peek-a-boo under the door when you are going in for the wipe. Getting your foot tapped in a bathroom stall in the Twin Cities airport.

I honestly thought virtually all their games from the good ol' days had been flushed when the boards died. Other than Pocket Mortys, I haven't seen a single ad for any of their old games since the death of the boards. And I don't think even Pocket Mortys have been getting new ads lately. That snake game was fun.

Somewhere, out there, Elizabeth Hurley is buying burn cream and she doesn't even know why.

My mom looks like a combination of ancient troll and deflated jack-o-lantern. That's something you'd only watch if you lost a bet and you weren't allowed to just gouge your eyes out.

I am not going to encourage you to say...hypothetically...rip their head off and put it on a pike as a real life reminder to others out there that bad things happen to bad people. This is my official disclaimer that I totally never encouraged that.

This is what happens when you internalize all those 'Yo momma' jokes in high school. Anally.

The apartment complex changed out all the laundry machines so that they no longer take coins 'because some buildings had had issues with people breaking the machines to steal the money'. [ not this building, word got around that I will put your head through the wall if I catch you being stupid ] They only take cards and phone-transfer thingie now. I go out of my way to get a rechargeable garbage card to keep my real card safe only that card isn't 'valid' currently because there's like a million stupid things that go into actually getting one of those things to function to ensure that you aren't some sort of Canadian jihadist trying to launder money $20 at a time. So I was forced to use my real card to do laundry today. If you switch things around so you don't have to travel to collect the coins [ real reason - laziness ], how exactly the hell am I supposed to trust that you will be inspecting these things regularly to ensure that no one modifies them with skimmers? I may know what to look for since I work with the pin pads at my work but how many others are even going to realize something is off with these things?

The Metalocalypse movie. With mustaches. In Portuguese. If they are feeling extra super lazy, whatever is playing on one of the other channels like TruCrime plays on [ as ] as long as it's technically appropriate for the time frame.

Amazon has merkins and they want to know if I want to review one. EWWWWWWWWWWWW. End review.

You've been jealous of my bifocals since bifocals were invented.

I have an alchemy circle rug from Full Metal Alchemist in my living room and it's started to move around in the middle of the night. You are an inanimate object, start acting like one.

Yeah, I didn't want to actually point that out though. That said, his meds could be giving him a case of old dude mush-mouth too. He's on a few and sometimes when they got changed in the past, they'd cause him to sweat standing still.

I really do hope this means he's feeling much much better. The world needs more storytime with Uncle George.

Mattress with hair. Rancid crotch-pocket. Jenny McCarthy.

Actual fascists don't like it when all the things they demand [ like book bans, bathroom lockdowns, pronoun policing, laws stating that an entire gender is no longer allowed to make medical decisions about their own body, banning gender-specific care { which mysteriously doesn't include banning Viagra or testosterone 'cuz 'mah balls, mah RIGHTS' }, having someone physically 'inspect' the genitals of school children to ensure they are playing the right sports, voting restrictions to ensure only the 'right' people can vote ever, etc ] are called out as fascism so they are now going out of their way to claim everything is fascist in order to water down the meaning of the word to the populace.