katt_goddess

I thought I had tomorrow off but now I've been switched so I have to work tomorrow. Now I'm going to be going to bed slightly late just in case of trick-or-treaters and be all tired tomorrow because I was already in the 'I get to sleep in tomorrow' mode. -.-;

Oh yeah, the more 'popular' the chick then, the wider the ass now. No one ages super well but there's just something special about gravity getting revenge on people who deserve it.

The only 'fun' thing about HS reunions is playing everyone's favorite game - who got fat. I haven't been invited to the last few. Since a large chunk of a very small graduating class still live in the same small area, they likely see each other more than they want anyway.

Two words - 'air horn'. Many many years ago, I had to deal with the type of upstairs neighbors who just had to jump up and down on their bed really really loudly. One night I was in the living room watching [ as ] while that noise was going on and [ as ] ran a bump with a really LOUD air horn moment. They fell off the bed mid-jump. And I never heard those noises again. So, air horn. Get one. Dollar tree has them and you only need one good blast to get the point across. * * * The kitten should be able to take off the onesie permanently Saturday but it feels like she has a little lump going on under there and now I'm worried that she's been able to do herself damage the last couple of times she managed to take it off herself and go crazy with the licking. But if I take it off to get a good look, she's going to run for it because she's stircrazy from not being able to really run and jump right now. -.-;

I only get to play which damn kind I'll find in the shower first - black/brown carpet weaver bastard or gross slenderman cellar dweller bastard. The only war trophies are whatever is left of them embedded in the wall.

The Spider Clan knows damn well the treaty specifically states stay outside or I will bring the Hammer of Thor* down on you. *Hammer of Thor varies based on what is the nearest thing to whip at it. Shoes. Slippers. Fly swatter. Toilet plunger.

I've busted at least 3 of those pedometers so I don't bother with them anymore. I bike or walk everywhere possible. I've asked for a taser and a segway for work but so far, no luck.

Feeling kind of sick, realized I hadn't really eaten anything since breakfast, got some food. First bite, feel a bit of metal. The temp crown I got this Monday just fell off. I can't get in until next Monday afternoon. I just wanted something to frickin' eat. -.-;

They are just jealous that he's like 60 now and still able to get up off the ground after getting down on the ground.

I blinked. Within that blink, little miss 'yes, more diarrhea please' figured out how to open a tucked shut pizza box and start slurping up cheese and pepperoni greases. I order delivery pizza like twice a year maybe. Get a job, freeloader. Swear I'm putting her bean pics up on OnlyFans.

I'm either not seen as a threat or seen as a bigger potential predator than is worth getting riled up over. I definitely don't feed them because the usual pair tend to nest in a very public area and I don't want them to either associate humans with food or have idiot humans thinking they can feed them anything because they saw someone else feeding them. They were finally successfully blocked from their favorite but dangerous nesting area this year so I haven't seen them. Most animals don't bother me although the crow family did refer to me in crow-swear for a while. Now they call my kitten a crow-swear if they see her taking a walk outside.

Kitty got claws and they know it. It was cassette tapes, spank you very much. And those geese love me.

I'm definitely jinxing it but so far I've received exactly one poli-flier and its regarding one of the measures on the ballot. I'm guessing that after consistently calling out my so-called reps every time they claim to 'work for the people' by demanding they actually do that, I might have been put on a 'Do Not Bother' list for the state's republican cavemorons. E-mails...I get about 100+ a day of those though. Damn Publisher's Clearinghouse being a f*cking tease.

[ Potato Bug Rant ] I want to go outside. I was told I could go outside. I put on the harness and we went outside. I like the outside. I found a bug. It was a very angry bug. It bit me twice, mommy screamed, grabbed me, took me inside and stuck my arm in the sink. I am mad. I want to go back outside. But now mommy won't take me outside. She says I have to stay inside and be watched. I am mad. [ translation - she found a wasp and doesn't seem to understand that no, we are not going back outside just because she still wants to ]

... Klingon. Do eet.

No one : My kitten : I think plush Happy Rainbow catnip toy is thirsty [ tosses it directly into her water bowl while I'm at work ]. [ Brought to you by the same kitten that decided Fuzzy Lionhead needed to be punished by leaving him in the middle of the hall to be stepped on for 3 mornings straight ]

Fund it.

They were supposed to start rebuilding the balconies on this building back in Aug. I was all excited because honestly I was hoping that they'd be deep into it before Labor Day so the noise would potentially be the worst right before I left for the long weekend and wouldn't have to deal with it directly [ I'd just deal with a flipped off kitten which I had to deal with anyway because I was gone ]. I even pulled the bird feeder so I wouldn't have to worry about that. Nope. Nothing. They just rolled up on the lawn right outside my window and unhitched a huge trailer for me to stare at. I guess I'll be staring and listening to that for the next month instead of enjoying the occasional cooling breeze through an open window.

I have found this year's location of the Spirit of Halloween...it's like 3-4 blocks away from me. I need to get out my wishlist and go be stupid in there before all the stupid is sold out. Potato broke the arm off my little skeleton.

When is it not? I still have a broom hovering near the ceiling in the living room. It's been defying gravity since 2002.

I'd rather eat the $1.25 steak from Dollar Tree that looks like a Dr. Shol's insert than spend $1000 on something that you technically only rent for like 8 hours if you are lucky.

My current phone is a potato that cost like $8.25 a month to maintain.

I found out my kitten will also let me actually sleep if I'm feeling sick. Good kitten.

Dealing with the hopefully tail-end of the Con Crud that decided to piggyback back home with me. Get out of work early, get home, take a really long nap with an actually behaving kitten, have some slightly melted ice cream just to get something down. No warning, just solid pieces in my mouth. Back tooth with a 40-50 year-old filling in it just broke. Hole directly into my jawbone on a weekend. Also, the site where I was watching animes to help unwind for like almost a year now was apparently not all that legal and was killed last week. Bah.

I've found that it really depends on what is going on. If I have to get up to get ready for work, I definitely want to go back to bed. If I actually have a day off, I have to force myself to at least float in that twilight nap-state for at least another hour to feel like I've beaten the alarm. I hate the middle-of-the-night wake ups though. There's no reason for them. Let me sleep through the night!