katt_goddess

Oh my gawd. If I yell at you to get out from behind the tv, if I empty a frickin' spray bottle on you for going behind the tv, if I throw things at you because you went behind the tv, and then I toss you into the tub and turn the SHOWER on because the spray bottle isn't getting the message through to your peach pit sized brain that I don't want you behind the tv, what the hell is going to do that???? Psychotic little bastard.

A merry long night to all who celebrate!

Follow up, she found the treat dispenser, chewed the feathers off the bug wings and has decided doing a red panda dance is how you make the treats fall out. That and handing me the damn pull string if I'm sitting on the toilet.

Bad kitten still makes out like a bandit at Yule. Yes that is a glamping tent tunnel. She already has a favorite (it's the strawberry teether) and all her new toys are temporarily in there. Except the hanging treat dispenser by bathroom which she hasn't noticed yet.

Using Edge or whatever it's called. I had Chrome once upon a time but hated it. I don't really have any specific reason other than I didn't like the feel of it.

My 8-track player isn't portable. My boombox has detachable speakers that I have hooked up to the portable cassette player in order to play tapes without having to wear headphones or drag the entire boom box to other rooms. It's like Dr. Frankenstein got drunk at a Radio Shack. Also, Cracky's record player is one of those Holly Hobby ones. Calling it now.

I have a portable cassette player. Suck it, losers.

? I went by the announcement on the top of the forum and didn't want him to not get one since he's usually Mr. Birthday over there. Plus, I think he made one for me the day before my actual birthday too [ I'd have to look it up to be sure ]. Summary - shut up scoob.

Thought about just waiting to see if you'd accidentally get in the zone and make one for yourself but then decided to be weird before bedtime. Happy Hatchday, buddy! Couldn't find you a seizure Simpson so I had my mom make you a cake.

You've been plugged in 'charging' since around 2p today. Enough is enough, Hello Kitty mini vacuum. I could have tortured the kitten and been in bed by now.

As promised, when I was originally hatched from an egg found under a rock in the swamp circa late 1800's or so [ my mind races with the damps! ], little did I realize that one day I would be the equivalent of a forum AI with a bedtime. Over the way too many years, I've come to wonder about each and every one of you. Don't ever change. Except your underpants. Seriously. You can buy in bulk. There's at least one of you wearing something that consists of 6 underwear atoms attached to a rubber band at this point and one of those atoms has a skid mark on it. Spank you all for the delightful wishes, I think Marge Simpson is having a stroke in that pic, and always remember follow your dreams, you can reach your goals, I'm living proof. BEEFCAAAKE! BEEFCAAKE!!!

It's today [ the 10th ]. I don't know what's going on with the forum calendar, maybe it's on Saudi Arabian time or something. Also I shouldn't have clicked this with a stuffy nose because a laugh snort with plugged sinuses does NOT smell good. I'll be back tomorrow to write something appropriately weird in here, I'm in need of a nap and Sakura needs to get pulled off the side of the bird cage, again.

It's quite possible that Dexter returning to the schedule is just a run-up for Genndy Tartakovsky's third season of Primal. Primal won't be running in that spot obviously but it wouldn't be the first time something has been in the schedule just to hold the line and something by Genndy that they have on hand would fit that. As for Futurama, they got it back and seemed to forget they had it as far as I'm concerned. It was rarely at a time when people could watch it despite being one of it's oldest programs. It felt like they played the same busted up movies a few times in a row and then everything vanished.

I figure if it holds a charge long enough to clean up the mess around the bird cages and the litter box, I'm set since those are the two main areas that actually need to get hit multiple times a week. Leaving the beast vacuum out by the cage has just turned it into some sort of kitten parkour item to use to reach the cage itself.

I just bought a Hello Kitty cordless vacuum on clearance that I look forward to chasing the kitten with.

The kitten had a couple of rubbery lizard toys specifically made for hunting and playing because they are wiggly rubber. I found half of one in the hallway a couple of weeks ago and figured I'd be finding pieces in the litter box eventually. Nope. I just put my slipper on after getting home from work only to find a very slimy green torso. With my foot. She's hid the damn pieces and is now gifting them to me in the grossest way possible. There's a red lizard that's still missing. -.-; I feel like I'm going to find its slimy ass with my face one morning when she dumps it on the pillow.

Found out where @[classic swim]'s pawn shop is and tell them you have Packard's anal beads for sale. Kitten, the floor is not lava. This game isn't funny. I now have two weird succulents that look like frightened Muppets because you knocked them over and they shot half their bead-leaves into space.

They have to show you what a stamp looks like in case you forgot so they print a pic of one on their mailers but then cross out the forever part so you can't cut the pic out and use it as a real stamp. Dude, one word - croutons. A single bag of cheap croutons will last a week easily with me while a bag of chips is gone in seconds. Handful of dried frickin' bread and stomach is full, no more snackie feelings. A cup of water after that and it's Thanksgiving time because you are a stuffed turkey. I don't know if I want to make coffee or just drink juice or water or what. My need to drink something big is at war with my need to be lazy big.

Pica-babies are the worst. Everything goes in the mouth. Is it food? Nope. Did you eat it anyway? Yep. Is your peach-pit-sized brain smooth as a pea? Absolutely.

Someone might steal it. But now I want to do that. I can already hear the neighbor practically killing himself in a drunken stupor thinking it's real.

Get a little time off to finally just hide and recharge the batteries so naturally I had to break a tooth yesterday. Managed to get in to be seen today but I need a crown so it's just a temp filler in place for now. And now my nose has started running and my throat is scratchy which means at least tomorrow trying to nip that in the bud just in time for getting up at the buttcrack of dawn on Friday to take the farting queen to the vets for her baby boosters. I need a winning lotto ticket so I don't have to be an adult anymore.

Okay, kitten tax time. She was being cute and sleeping cuddle style. Managed one pic and now she's crawled completely under the hooded blanket.

I didn't get a pic and I'm kind of wishing I had tried. But the story anyway - Maintenance finally showed up to fix the kitchen sink only to find out that the garbage disposal [ which hasn't worked the entire time I've lived here and I never paid attention to it anyway ] was the main creature to blame for encouraging the back-ups. So that had to be completely replaced. Sakura is no longer completely shy, she has entered the curious/escape artist stage of kittening. So she had to go and keep peeking around the stove to see what was going on. Then she decided that she also needed to do something to help so she pulled her triple stacker over to the edge of the living room/kitchen where she could watch him. When he would be fighting with the wrench, she would watch him and move the balls back and forth in their levels mimicking him. So cute, weird, and at least she didn't get hit with flying water because I'd never hear the end of that from her. I do feel like Potato Bug would have actually crawled up on the guy and tried to move the wrench herself. Bitchcakes would have hopefully gone under the bed and left everyone alone because her other switch was attack cat. 'sha would have jumped on the counter to observe everything without getting in the way.