katt_goddess

It's what I call her when she's being super obnoxious. She just spent half an hour in the hallway head butting my backpack because she could smell Petco on it. Finally gave up and gave her her birthday can of mushy treats that was in there. Some cats are just massive shedders. My last kitty was a long hair who could power-shed at a moment's notice so I would take her to the groomers in the summer to get shaved. The current one is a short hair and only sheds super noticeably when she's stressed. Like when I brought out the suitcase the other day - she's in a shedding mood and will continue to do so and be miserable for the next two weeks until the suitcase goes back in the corner.

You aren't immune to getting your ass banned again. And the next time it'll be as permanent as possible. You don't suddenly have immunity now. So knock off the shithead needling. Go sit in a corner and try to make friends with your ass hairs. They'll at least never leave you.

Over half my wardrobe is black. Laundry is a breeze. And I don't have much of a problem with cat fuzz to be honest. Bitchcakes tends to fur the most in the laundry basket on the dirty clothes so it's all good. I'm more likely to find my own frickin' bleached hair on my shirts.

If you are going to engage in wet work, you better be willing to get your hands wet.

Black. You can spill almost anything on it and it won't look dirty. Even blood!

Are you saying that even the sun has to blink when confronted with that black hole?

What do you think really caused the eclipse yesterday? :catlol :catlol :catlol

Wolves love me. http://s275.photobucket.com/user/katt_goddess/media/chowtime.jpg.html?sort=3&o=42 I wish I had pics of the cougar though.

Wonderful. Another zombie. Keep your butt worms to yourself. One dispensary around here is more than enough.

It'll be the extra special grab bag from the ass end of the Rickmobile.

Not always. Sometimes people just keep track of who pitched money in the pot and one person buys all the tickets and is responsible for making sure everyone who participated gets paid. Most people are pretty honest about things but there have been times where someone didn't pitch in on a given week, their group won and then they turn around and try to sue for their share since 'they were part of the group [except that one winning week]' . I win the lotto, I'm gonna buy me a condo and a Cuisinart, and one of those t-shirts with the alligator on it.

No, I know that. That's why I'm hoping he had a policy in place that would cover at least the basics of things. But I was thinking that if it looked like some sort of funding might be a possibility, since it would be set up through online means, it would be open to not just the few people here capable of making some small donation but his college friends and coworkers who were also inquiring about things. The word of the fund would be spread out the same way the original news spread out. Many people making tiny donations still adds up fast and with the additional info that any overfunds would be spent on a charity, anyone who donates wouldn't have to worry that their donation was going to end up being spent on Xbox and Doritos later. It would also be dependent on the funeral home too. Perhaps they have their own means of setting a donation page up for specific individuals if requested which would forego anyone here having to do it and would automatically mean the funeral home got the funds as directly as possible all things considered. It's a digital age after all. All we'd have to do as a community is spread the word then.

You do realize that I look forward to you getting booted from any and all possible events in which other board members see you skulking around at.

Since you are already in contact with the funeral home and all, would it be considered too intrusive to find out if he had a policy that covered the funeral costs at least? If everything is basically covered, the service / no service thing is purely the sisters' wishes for better or worse but if it's a money thing, that's a whole other kettle of lutefisk. Further thought... I've never done so but others around here have or are more familiar so there's people around who could help with this...perhaps if worst is worst, a GoFundMe or some sort of account set up to go directly to the costs of the funeral for people to donate towards. If via a GoFundMe type place, since you have to specify a goal amount, aim for what the funeral director quotes for the basics and specify anything beyond the actual costs go to a charity in Luuv's area in his name should that occur. That way no one could claim it was a personal money grab - everything would go out.

If that was the case, it was one that relied on the spilling of human blood because he would go for keeps if you forgot to use the stick.

This reminded me. I should probably water the plant at some point....

You lucky lucky bastard. Get tons of shit. And I mean that semi-seriously - I think they are handing out some things from the butt of the Rick-mobile.

I like da bunnies. We had a ton of bunnies both 'domestic' and the wild cotton tail kind running around when I was younger. The only one no one really liked, including the other bunnies, was the bunny called 'Hitler' . He had a single smear of black right under his nose and was so mean that even when one the other rabbits learned to open the cage doors and get loose, no one would open his door. He would also move his bowls to the back of the cage and sit in front of them so if you tried to reach for them, he'd attack. We had a special stick with a hook on it just for dealing with him and his bowls. I think he used to kill mice for fun. Mean bunny. Team Kitty.

He'd drink better beer and his videos wouldn't be in a backdrop of 'Designed By Grandma' .

That's one smug looking bugger. Already knows it's going to be spoiled rotten. And he matches your facial hair. > > > >

I thought this was going to be salt on snails / magnifying glass on ants, idiots wedging themselves into a giant tire to roll down hill, or someone poking a dead cow with a stick. This...is much more epic than anything offered when I was little.

a] kittens are getting bigger and bigger 2] the little bastards have an attic space on their house now to play in

You wanna be grossed out? Is that the ticket? I don't really have much in the way of insides. Everything has broken from a combination of genetics [agent orange and those anti-nausea pills that caused birth defects] and being thrown down the stairs a lot as a child. I have, literally, about as much use for the gyno as I would for a proctologist. The most that will ever happen is that one day that whole area will end up having to be excised for more possible tumors. So that along with having no need to base my self-worth on whether or not I'm some rando's bang slab = an existence of just being me and doing what I want when I want.