katt_goddess

Hey! I'm trying to remember what t-shirt thread so that must have been a couple of years ago. I'm just sad that it won't be out in time for Atlanta this year. I might have balled-up enough to do autographs with Venture peoples all over it like a complete and total nerd with a yearbook.

I have been waiting for this damn thing forever! Bonus is that now Doc Hammer won't have people bugging him about it's progress anymore.

Disappointed. I thought this was going to be about that one at Six Flags that stalled out or something gruesome like the one that pitched a small child on a loop.

I feel like I should now get a Facebook thingie and post nothing but updates of all the birds that show up at the feeder and the various things my cat does.

I read. A lot. Almost anything that catches my eye is fair game. Just today I stopped at B&N on the way home and picked up Zelda : Four Swords Legendary Edition; a book on Hutterites; a book on Ireland's Pagan past; and a book about the stupid things famous writers have done. I collect nerd crap. The weirder the better some days. Like, there's a plushie crab louse sitting on a tribble in a box right behind me right now and if I was on cam, the wall behind me is covered in framed Venture Brothers artwork, many autographed. There are Daleks glaring at the tv and an army of Sailor Moon figures await orders from a Stormtrooper bobblehead. Odin wanted to steal my pencil and ink original from 'Batman the Animated Series'. So yeah, lots of nerd stuff. I craft. The weirder the better. Beware my puff paints. If I get bored, I will do something. Last year I learned how to make those string voodoo dolls, changed them slightly to make them stronger, and then made a bunch of Bloody Brock Sampson cell fobs holding knives. I paint small things using cat whiskers. I spray paint while wearing a 'Breaking Bad' apron just for the lols. I was a cartoonist at one point in time but haven't been able to draw anything super focused in awhile - left handed and it's my left side that is nerve damaged. Hence more crafting than drawing lately. I write. Everyday I write something. I'm currently finishing off volume 22 of a series of journals that have been kept almost every single day since April 1, 2001. I am an old school Nintendo geek. Finally hooked up the GameCube to the bedroom tv to play 'Ocarina of Time' , there's a Gameboy Advance sitting by the boombox with 'Zelda II' in it, and the Wii is hooked up in the living room but I'm not sure what's currently in it [it's either Zoomba or Kirby at this point]. I have a number of musical instruments but am horribly out of practice on everything. I think the kitten plays the guitar better than I do and everything runs if I drag out the accordion.

They are the thing to have.

I only have a full. On a king-sized bed, I can sleep in any direction I want and I'll still fit completely on the bed. And I don't have AC here at the Hobbit Hole. Currently the parakeets are taking turns dunking themselves in their water bowl and perching in front of one of the fans while the kitten swats at the Iron Man ice cubes that are floating in her bowl.

In a King-sized bed with extra extra pillows and the AC cranked, books and magazines within reach and a large fancy coffee in hand.

I think this one is a Sit-n-Spin cat.

French model secret agent who is the real author of the Harry Potter series. It's the internet.

That's the type of cat where if they wants cheeseburger, you GIVE them a cheeseburger.

You get one. I'm making a fort with all the others.

A big ol' box of disappoint.

Like he wouldn't immediately go into the fetal position when confronted by pretty much anything.

Surprisingly no. Most dorm rooms I've seen tend to have that weird pebbly finish on the ceilings that includes little specks of mica for 'fanciness' . I have hallucinated digimon dancing in the gears of film machinery after going a couple of days without sleep trying to move from one apartment to another by hand and still having to go to a night shift job. That was interesting.

I don't know. Even free-range bus people tend to be fatty and diarrhea-producing.

I weep. OK Soda was the shit even though it was pretty much just a suicide in a can with extra caffeine. Plus, their 1-800 number on the cans was legit - you could call and either leave a message or hear a message. I think I left a message once about seeing Smurfs.

I once drank a 6 pack of OK Soda and spent 3 days counting the sparkles in the dorm ceiling in between classes.

Bellybutton lint is actually your inner sweater unraveling.

Seriously. This may be a 'free for all' but some things should just not be done out of whatever decency remains here.

YOUR SOUP TASTES LIKE TOAD FART ANYWAY!

Nekoneko says 'Shiri o kasu'