so, I guess I will write about random things that happen, have happened or may theoretically happen to me over the course of an unknown number of days. I don't often count the days that have passed, you see, unless I am expecting something good (or terrible) that has a set date or at least a days-to-go approximate.
first of all, I've been keeping my cat locked in the room I currently inhabit, steadily, for a while now. she killed my lovebird this month, and... and it was pretty terrible... so we are keeping my cockatiel safe this way. see, we can't close the door to the bird room because the door handle is casually missing for a while now, and this room is only lockable from inside... and locking her up in the bathroom every time is a bit irritating. especially given moving her food, drink and shitpot there would be a terrible idea. the place's not that big.
second, I've had a raging throatache lately. I dared to eat a hotdog during it, earlier, when I did the usual meatstuff+catfood+bread buying trip. I deeply, deeply regretted it. cough. cough. literal cough.
third, my mom got some kinda coffee pack with the coffee jar itself and a cup+plate for said coffee. I ignored the coffee, but stole the cup. and the plate. I like them. they're convenient and pretty. this is what you get for not buying me a cup for instant coffee, mom. THIS IS WHAT YOU GET. you said you'd buy one. sob.
fourth, it's really fucking cold here. no, I mean, it's cold and rainy. not even snowy. it's kind of like getting fucked up the ass with no dinner afterwards! wow rude, weather. really rude.
fifth, the cat has taken to licking my body in places that aren't my hands, arms or face. I can understand legs, but when she moves to my stomach or armpits, it gets a bit weird. /tmi
sixth, rainbows are warm.
seventh, this room is a total mess.
eighth, I realized I could fry potatoes - and proceeded to do that. POWA UP
that's all, I think
I really want a working tablet. I hate paper.
first of all, I've been keeping my cat locked in the room I currently inhabit, steadily, for a while now. she killed my lovebird this month, and... and it was pretty terrible... so we are keeping my cockatiel safe this way. see, we can't close the door to the bird room because the door handle is casually missing for a while now, and this room is only lockable from inside... and locking her up in the bathroom every time is a bit irritating. especially given moving her food, drink and shitpot there would be a terrible idea. the place's not that big.
second, I've had a raging throatache lately. I dared to eat a hotdog during it, earlier, when I did the usual meatstuff+catfood+bread buying trip. I deeply, deeply regretted it. cough. cough. literal cough.
third, my mom got some kinda coffee pack with the coffee jar itself and a cup+plate for said coffee. I ignored the coffee, but stole the cup. and the plate. I like them. they're convenient and pretty. this is what you get for not buying me a cup for instant coffee, mom. THIS IS WHAT YOU GET. you said you'd buy one. sob.
fourth, it's really fucking cold here. no, I mean, it's cold and rainy. not even snowy. it's kind of like getting fucked up the ass with no dinner afterwards! wow rude, weather. really rude.
fifth, the cat has taken to licking my body in places that aren't my hands, arms or face. I can understand legs, but when she moves to my stomach or armpits, it gets a bit weird. /tmi
sixth, rainbows are warm.
seventh, this room is a total mess.
eighth, I realized I could fry potatoes - and proceeded to do that. POWA UP
that's all, I think
I really want a working tablet. I hate paper.
