katt_goddess

Tiny Kittens are my go-to for a pick-me-up. Current rescues were some very sick orphans that have finally gotten healthy enough to be moved into a more open environment where they can actually be picked up and held without the humans having to wear hazmat suits.

Roasted a duck. Ate too much duck. Still have enough duck bits for an entire weekend of gluttonous pickings.

Spoken like someone who is courting a super shart in the bakery section on their next trip to the store. Just be sure to yell 'THERE IS NO FOUR!' several times for the cameras so we all know it's you.

The mess would still be horrifying though. Gas is merely the siren call of hell just waiting to be unleashed.

I did that yesterday just to be a contrarian and not contribute to the cray that will be the next few days. Barnes & Noble loves me. They had a Game of Thrones tarot set! Mine...

Dwelling on past shit until that shit seems overwhelming is how my panic attacks usually goes. Requires forcibly calming down by reminding myself that I'm not in that environment anymore. And cuddling kittens. They don't like panic so in order to get a solid cuddle, need to calm down. Cuddle a kitten! Do Eet!

Correction. They just wouldn't want to touch you. It's like how people suddenly start playing hot potato with a baby when it suddenly becomes a loaded cannon.

If you could turbo blast like that, a] you'd be on youtube constantly filming it and calling your channel 'the Daily BLAST' and 2] they would have known it was you by the smoking hole in your pants and the aisles of smoke blasted evidence in your wake that would all end up on your youtube channel anyway.

Crispy duck food babby in progress. It's already kicking my kidneys. It might be twins. -.-; All the regrets. Zero lessons learned.

You're the reason I carry a pocket spritzer of Poo-pourri to work for Black Friday / Saturday and douse the ladies every 20 minutes. Yeah, I'm totally saying lupin uses the ladies. Because that's a additional level of funny for no good reason.

They're Uggs. Fuzziness is a requirement. That way they can never be washed and will stink to high hell by the spring. Uggs : We Will Stink But Hey Fuzzy! Yeah, I could use new fuzzies too.

I yelled that the second I hovered over the link and saw the title. O.<

And this would be different from your normal behavior how?

Magic? <.< >.> Actually its the way the game itself is set up. Each area of the world has characters you need to beat in order to move on to other areas of the world. The goal is that once you've managed to beat everyone, the Russian chessmaster Kasparov unlocks. And probably beats the virtual crap out of you for disturbing his slumber or something. There are different levels to different characters. The avatar for the kid in Brazil is some fat brat and he would kick my cheeks every time so I never got very far.

? I kept getting my ass beat by a fat kid in Brazil on this one. I finally had to put it away.

Deep breath and realize that what is setting you off already happened in the past and you are here in the present now. Kitten cuddling at a shelter helps too.

Tearing out the defrosted internal gizzard bits while screaming 'THIS IS SPARTA!'

... At least he's not a moist sleeper?

If you seriously need horrible things, just tune in for 'Bloodfeast' on their streams. I really don't think Max is above acting out hentai scenes by request. >.<

Disco Shredder : Glitter is Forever.

He plays them on repeat while he's falling asleep so when he wakes up he can pretend people actually give a crap about him by seeing the numbers.

My card has a flower on it. I demand a fancy slipcover too! It doesn't have to say 'Elite' necessarily. Maybe 'Comforting? ' . And yes, Smilie Indifferent is mandatory.

I vaguely miss the days of getting one of those 'you are burning in hell' Chick Tracts in the mail with no return address. At least that was mildly amusing. Getting on a porn mailing list was less so. Otherwise, my relatives pretty much know to leave me alone because I know where they live too.

The only person here who might watch that crap-vlog is Ric. We'll ask him to summarize it so no one else has to purge their watch history.