I don’t know what I would do if I didn’t have the Litter Champ (a different company’s version of Litter Locker). I would probably cry a lot more than usual, that’s for sure.
My cat does the running and howling after she poops. She likes to announce it to the world.
Oh god, I was wrong. He was doing a post-poop dance, not a constipated dance. I misinterpreted the dance. He seemed agitated.
Now I have to scoop the box.
Cats are weird. YES, THIS IS FASCINATING BLOG CONTENT.
So far today:
- Oscar woke me up by purring in my face and smacking my nose
- I sprayed cat food in my face while opening the can
- Oscar performed the loudest rendition of the “HELP I NEED TO POOP” dance I’ve ever seen, complete with running, scratching, panting, and howling.
It’s only 6:48am. I’M SICK! GIVE ME A BREAK!
…the older I get, the more I see how women are described as having gone mad, when what they’ve actually become is knowledgeable and powerful and fucking furious.
My tinnitus is acting up. I really hope that doesn’t mean I’m getting an ear infection. I have chronic tinnitus in both ears, but it fluctuates from mild to moderate, and I hardly notice it anymore since I’ve been dealing with it since 1991.
But if I get any kind of ear or sinus infection, it becomes (literally) deafening. The volume just went up.
You probably have heard of post-mortem Victorian photography, but did you also know that Victorians combined images from multiple negative to create portraits known as "Headless Photographs."
photoshop was hard back in the day
I’m kind of surprised that Shovel BOB is single. I’m not even 100% sure that he’s single, but I’d bet that he is. It must be all the screaming and misogyny, but that’s hardly a deterrent. Like I said I have no faith in humanity, and standards don’t exist.
There are a lot of Nightmare Next Door episodes that take place in Washington state. Do we really have THAT many nightmares? I say this as a person with no faith in humanity.
Ugh, everyone likes boring awful dudes.
And, Shovel BOB is screaming and slamming doors.
A Seattle sign language interpreter says too many deaf people have been assaulted and arrested by police officers who didn’t know they were deaf, and thought they were being defiant. So she is crossing the country, training police officers in 54 cities on basic sign language and reminding them to be aware of the deaf community.
I haven’t seen a bed bug in two months and I still have nightmares about them.
Since I am on yet another Investigation Discovery binge, I have noticed that every murder victim is described as “outgoing.” They never have shows about weirdo introverts getting murdered. You never hear anyone say “No one heard from her for a week, then a month, but that was pretty normal so we didn’t think anything was odd until we found a skeleton.”
I feel slightly less sick, but not better. I am skipping group therapy and I’m just going to sleep, do crosswords, and watch murder shows all day.