The ants are winning. Good to know some terrestrial insects still have their livelihoods nailed down.
Like most people who cut their own hair I wish I had outwaited my moment of ire with my split ends, but anybody who cares about my appearance hasn’t commented, so I guess it’s okay.
Buster scared the living shit out of me this morning. He fell silent after crying in the hallway outside my door and shoved his paw through the light cover/sound dampener that’s stapled to the bottom of my bedroom door so that it looked (with my glasses off) like a rat was playing in it. Given that we’re finding dead rats all over the show these days and live ones are gnawing in the walls so loud that sometimes we can’t hear the dialogue on TV, my fear that it might be rats was completely legit. I got up, brushed him and petted him and fussed over him (without touching any of his horde of scratches and dings) and gave him some treats.
I am very thankful that so many of my friends have ADD, it makes it easier for them to understand when I misplace and lose things. My non-phone phone and my medications have been located. Yay.
I am grateful for my friends, periodt (as the Black kids say).
Current Internerts Impbroglios:
Newmarrow the oonth: Some UK assholes (aka ‘gender critical cultural goombahs’) are saying Terry Pratchett the now deceased author ‘cannot be implied to have been a supporter of transgender people’. His daughter lost her cheese entirely over this and said it was bullshit. I know from people in SF who actually met him that WHY YES shut your MOUTH he supported transgender people, and there was a gal on that there ‘twitter’ thang this morning talking about HOW TERRY PRATCHETT was the first person she ever publicly told her true name to.
So come at me internet assholes, I got fucking receipts. Terry Pratchett was perfectly content to support transgender people in life and art and if you don’t believe it you can gambol with goatse. (do not look this up mOm it’s rude)
Lovely brown number tooth:
So many insects have died in the last 40 years that it’s possible the true tipping point in human life on this planet was us killing all the bugs. Anyway, there’s lots of articles about how horrifying that is. Kick away the bottom of the food chain and the top don’t last. Into this world my daughter’s delivering a baby in November…. gah.
Number three.
Misha Collins is, apparently, getting a divorce from the professor and the way the fandom is responding is by everyone yelling at everyone else to leave him alone with his grief. (They’ve been dating/living together/making kids for 30 years.) Better than the fandom using Google maps to try to figure out where he is no longer living in Bellingham, by far.
I’m sad about it but I don’t want to say the personal reason why. It’s very likely the decision was made well before the end of Supernatural but they waited for the fandom (and the moneys, mother). Parasocial cathexis everyone, it’s the WORST.
I’d like to publicly thank Alexis the Overcousin for turning me and Jeff onto Ted Lasso. There are def problematic issues but they niggle; everything else is the two of us JUST LOVING THE SHOW. Based on a commercial from almost a decade ago. WHO KNOWS WHAT MAKES THOSE JUICES FLO.
Jarmo said something to me the other day understanding a psychological issue that I have in a single sentence and when people get you it just makes you want to cry with relief.
Susana IS RETIRED! since she worked so much of her life in Suomi. She’ll keep her nursing licence so she can pick up shifts in the ‘wack but in the next little while she and Jarmo will hop skip and jump into retirement together (they still own the houses on the Island but they aren’t airbnb anymore, they’re longer term rentals which is kinder to the rental market where they bought the houses.)
