katt_goddess

Why is it the same people who are always horrifically sick any day that they know there is extra work to do are always also the same people who are in perfect health if there's vacations to be planned? Oh, you've been out sick every other ordering day for the past three months straight but you think you'll be super okay to fly off to who-the-hell-cares for a week. No one gets paid extra to carry your shit along with their shit.

Part of me really believes that they made that pizza out of dog food because they were able to make so damn much of it while we couldn't afford to have enough textbooks for a mandatory graduating class. And part of me would like to know if that dog food is available to the general public to make our own massive amounts of pizza at home.

She is angey. I promised that we would go on a walk on my day off if it was nice out. It is snowing right now. No walk, very angey.

Somewhere, out there, someone is making a porn featuring someone in a pickle costume tongue-punching the brains out of someone in a cockroach costume.

Here's my toss up thoughts for the night [ since I'll probably be asleep before it starts anyway ]. Potential random pop-ups of portals before, during, and after each program. Maybe even sucking in and spitting out characters during the actual shows. Start out with 5 seconds of the first episode of season 8 before cutting to something else. Will it air completely? If it's ready to rock, I'd put it at the absolute tail end of the entire evening's joke phase as a reward or punishment for sitting through all the things. Maybe have a portal at the bottom of the screen that spits out a little Rick and Morty to run across the screen, making comments about the program they are interrupting ala MST3K. Words censored with belches. I'd actually be sad to miss some of that.

The nest has been found!

There's just something infinitely sad about going to a favorite online store for supplies and finding that what you remembered as being an embarrassment of riches is now severely shrunken to the point of almost being boutique boring.

Dude, for the record I probably would too. Just because I should know better doesn't always mean I do better. I once made something with freezer butter that turned out had expired 4 years ago. Do not recommend.

We were supposed to get up to 7 inches of snow after a night of rain that turned to ice. I could hear ice pellets smacking the window at 6a yesterday but when I finally got up, it wasn't snowing and really didn't deliver jack crack all day. It's just been super cold and windy all weekend. I feel gipted.

If you die in a tornado tonight, you'll still be expected at work on Monday.

No, the real lesson learned would have been if you had decided to say screw it and ate it anyway. You'd be posting from the porcelain perch then.

Sounds like it went from being a happy fatty food to a weight loss drug in 24 hours.

Well, now you made Scoob cry.

If your butt crack goes all the way up to your shoulder blades, invest in some real pants. Like up to your armpits pants. I know you didn't sign up for that genetic freakshow, but I really don't need to see a coin slot big enough to drop a one tonne gold kangaroo coin down every time you crouch.

Who needs AI when you can have this sort of masterpiece? 'Dude beats off giant crab lice with a stick'.

Andy is currently getting drunk with some close friends in honor of George.

Name : Potato Bug Codenames : - Bug - Tator - Loaf - Jo Jo [ because every damn thing she does is a bizarre adventure ] - Psycho Wiggle Worm - Fuzzy Flying Monkey Destroyer of All the Things - Smushy - Bellybutton

This is just devastating news. It wasn't exactly unexpected but it still feels way the hell too sudden. He had actually signed up to be at a convention this year for the first time in what feels like forever but then cancelled within the last week or so. I think everyone was hoping it was just a precaution due to some recent health concerns and that he'd be looking at future conventions closer to home. RIP George Lowe. I'm still not touching the Velveeta panties.

Counterpoint. With a fork that ruined, there are any number of things I might actually do with it just because it's no longer considered a food utensil. Hell, just looking at it, the handle is still straight and with that hook, it could hang into a coffee cup to stir added milk and sugars.

Still alive. Damnit.

Was asked if I'd be home this Saturday, said yes I'd be home this Saturday. It was to be a delivery of Girl Scout cookies from the niecelette. Waited all day. Wanted to take a nap but refused because I'd sleep through any text alerts. Wanted to go to the tiny shop across the street because I thought I saw two of the three glass kitten figures I've been looking for in the window [ they are next to the Caribou where I got breakfast this morning ] but didn't dare because I figured they'd show up while I'm over there. Am just now making coffee because I didn't want to make any until they showed up. Didn't work on any projects because I didn't want to be in the middle of something. Summary - no one showed up and no one sent a message or called the landline to say they weren't going to make it after all. And now I'm tired and crabby and the kitten is wound up because I promised she'd have new people to climb on.

I was hoping to do some glossy sealer work on a couple of wooden boxes and decided to just spray the crap out of one in an open box in the tub instead of setting up a generic spray tent. And now my entire apartment smells like I've been huffing spray paint through a hose. I think the kitten is high. She was treating her couch like it was a stripper pole before blasting off into the kitchen for kibbles.

Plausible deniability. You don't need to know. Also, you kinda skipped over how more than half that stack is books on various martial arts and weapons training. I...found the self defense shelves at the used bookstore and stocked up on a few 'try me, bitch' books. <.< >.> The reality is that except for the Buckland one [ or maybe that's changed too, I keep forgetting how frickin' old I am ], most of those books found this time around are old classic reprints or thick anthropology texts. I read a lot of things and learned to snag the interesting stuff the second I find it because it won't be there next time. Plus. at least this way the bookstore owner is getting money for them instead of someone stealing them to destroy. To keep on general topic, I'm still reading the entire Bakuman series, just finished #13 [ I'm reading slow to enjoy it all otherwise I'd be done already ] and have also started 'Bo Karate Weapon of Self-Defense'.

A rare pic of my legs during the winter.

Pretty sure that was the theme of a movie on USA's Up All Night back in the 90's.