katt_goddess

That is the Highlander of milk.

Tokyo Ghoul :Re #15 - Sui Ishida How to Get Sh*t Done - Erin Falconer Witchcraft - Anastasia Greywolf Confessions of a Crap Artist - Philip K Dick Shut-In Shoutarou Kominami Takes On The World - Dan Ichikawa 75 to go...

Booook. Book GOOOOOOD.

STOP DIGGING, YOU ALREADY STRUCK OIL! WHERE'S MY GREEN-SLIME SUGAR MESS????

Camo guy is a dink. He'll eventually turn on his roommate too. Don't let that clown get you down. Chances are you were the real brains on the projects and his stuff will start to tank without you. So just you keep being the smart you we all already know you are and let him drown.

Nope. Anything Pumpkin frickin' Spice is still the basic bitch of all basic bitch drinks. Shamrock Shakes are awesome. I keep missing out because the closest McD's is still out of the way as far as winter walking is concerned. Someone fetch me a damn Shamrock Shake and no one gets hurt.

Totally me today. -.-;

Why is it that when you are just tired enough to take a nap, you still end up waking up feeling like you need to take another nap? I even drank an energy drink. Right before I fell asleep.

Good luck, speedy recovery, and we are all pulling for you!

I don't want an animatronic one, I'd just end up with PTSD from all the times I would have loved a particular toy, didn't get that toy and, if I did get any toy at all it always required batteries which were never included and I would be told were too expensive to be bothered with. Why get a toy for a kid and not include the frickin' batteries? I sent like 6 four packs of batteries to the littlest niecelette along with all the other gifts because one of them used batteries. I want a plushie baby yoda though. He could hang out with the tentacle kittens.

What the crap... Also, the ostrich...she's just absolutely bored with his crap and is hunting bugs the entire time.

Welp. We now know cracky's first name and that he orders Domino's...

Why you disappoint, batman toaster? You are supposed to burn the bat signal into the bread. You should be able to do the same on an Eggo, right? I was looking forward to bat-waffles. I did not get bat-waffles. Apparently the scorching technique is only good for flat bread products. Grilled bat-cheese sammiches and tomato soup just doesn't have the same ring to it.

Just saw a commercial for it this morning. Blech. I'm almost cheering for Mumm-rah to win to just put it out of it's misery.

I demand Star Trek medical technology starting immediately. >.< Left upper jaw work done this morning. I can still feel the semi-open needle/drill holes in the very back, I have a numbed sinus cavity that's slowly waterboarding me with my own blood, and I have a headache that no amount of pain meds is going to knock out. I can't nap. I hurt and I'm crabby. Just get to the point in history where we wave a humming wand over the bones and rebuild them already. Hell, I'd even drink Skel-e-Gro if someone could kindly import that into the 'muggle' world ASAP and ensure that it'll just shore up damaged areas.

I know what all of you look like. I am in your devices. PUT ON SOME F-ING CLOTHES! YOU CAN'T BLAME THE COLD FOR WHAT I'VE SEEN! >.<

Smashed - Junji Ito The Law of One Book 3 - Ra, Elkins, Rueckert, McCarty Clover - Clamp DragonBall Z VizBig Edition #8 - Akira Toriyama 80 to go...

Well...that is an older pic... I should post a newer one once I've finished this Mountain Dew... followed by a Red Bull chaser...maybe some coffee...

She must live somewhere close then because she still has her ear tips. But whoever leaves her outside in the cold is a jerk. She has cold paws.

A spot of evil... Do you live in an area that is prone to active patches of poison ivy? If you do, you'll need an old pot that you can immediately throw away because it will be worthless / poisonous after this and one of those cheap water bottles that you can adjust to mist rather than just spray. Fill the pot with poison ivy leaves and water. Boil the shit out of it. When you see a good oil slick going on across the top, slowly remove the leaves to keep as much of the oil as possible. When it's cooled enough, carefully pour the oil / water into the spray bottle and then mist the crap out of a dummy package with it. Carefully place [ use gloves during all of this, duh ] the bait box out there and let them take it. Since most people are allergic to poison ivy and the delivery dude isn't likely to return and pick it up thinking you are mailing something out, the one most likely to touch it next while the oil is active is going to be the troll. Also, be sure to do this on a weekday and not a weekend in order to cut down on little kids being in the area just to be sure. This is actually something concocted to deal with thieves of another variety. The same technique can be used to spray down flowers left on graves if you believe that someone is stealing them. In this case, you don't have to worry about anyone other than the thief [ and possibly their girlfriend ] getting a rash because groundskeepers wear gloves when tending graves to keep from getting stuck by dried thorns and wire twists with all things collected usually cremated.

Second place - when I became fully awake during my second jaw surgery and I couldn't be put back under. You'd think this would be first place but a lot of it was purely psychological terror which just ramped everything to hell. Pretty sure a blood spray counts more as a terror thing than a pain thing but it added to the pain of the moment. First place - recovery room after my gall bladder surgery. Woke up absolutely in gut wrenching pain, IV in my arm [ I can't stand IV's so I probably looked like a stroke victim because I was not moving that arm for anything but everything else wanted to twitch and curl in on itself ] , throat torn from the breathing tube so worst sore throat ever, pain meds didn't work at all. They finally injected something into the IV that I could feel burning through my veins, individually. Made me violently ill but then I was able to pass back out. Had to spend the night in the hospital.

That little girl is sizing you up. Are you her new hooman now?