Trying to get the cat to lie down beside me so I have room to knit and she keeps desperately throwing herself across my lap. Kitty baby... it still counts as cuddling... just... give me a little room here.

Prepping a low-spoons dinner and it's also budget. LET'S GO. On the menu: Chicken Salad Sandwiches

Just watched Sable Mae paw through her toy box full of balls to find her favorite mousie, who is currently being murdered in the dining room. Kitty knows what kitty likes I guess.

Favorite cover. I want more by this gal. Her name is Erin Morton and she's amazing. youtu.be/KsrN_jsDFOA?...

Third sock monkey bunting started. The market is in two weeks and thanks to my hurt thumb, I'm behind. Focusing my attention on small items to fill out my stock. Probably a few market bags and a bunch of coffee cup sleeves.

Good morning, Sky friend.

No kitty here. Just a fat-fat 'tato.

I wasn't allowed to go to the movies a s a kid, so this was my first watched in the theater. Introduced my kids to it when they were little and I rewatch at every opportunity.

Friends, Spooky season is upon us. Remember... foods dyed black with charcoal can interfere with medications. Don't eat them if you have an Rx

So did I mention one of my coworkers decided to shoot his shot the other night? In front of a customer? I hope he found some ice for that burn. Because damn that was not pretty.

Dinner is in the slow cooker, and while it's not budget, it is low spoons, which I need today. On the menu: French Dip sandwiches!

Good morning, Sky friend.

Excuse me, it's fat bear week and nobody told me??? explore.org/fat-bear-week

By "collection" we mean backlist, right?

Happy ten-year adoption day to this little monster.

I really need parents to stop dropping kids off at stores like we're some kind of recreational facility. Yes, we have toys and sports gear. No this doesn't mean your kids can race bike up the aisles while you're off at some other place getting some peace and quiet.

I didn't let the cat lick my donut. She's making sure I see her ignoring me. Cats, man. Cats.

Spent the last half-hour of my shift playing fixer for shit pulled by an employee who was fired 2 months ago. I got shit done & had a happy customer at the end of it all, but I'm not happy it had to be done. This poor woman got fucked over because someone wanted a $2 bonus and I'm pissed about it

Billionaire out there in Party City polyester hair.

Good morning, Sky friend.

Picking up an extra shift--YAY! Losing my day off-- *sob*

My 30 minute errand turned into stuck in traffic for three hours. Pretty bad wreck on the route home, all four lanes blocked and two cars in opposite ditches.

I don't think the flavor of moondrop grapes make up for the weirdness of them being crunchy and finger-shaped. Going back to cotton candy and grape soda grapes next time.

Home from the store and some man tried to take my Aldi cart in the parking lot because he felt I was done with it. Sir. My purse was still in it and we had not negotiated the Aldi quarter.

Relaxing day off, late dinner in the oven (baked ravioli) and a storm front with tornado warnings incoming. Mostly a good day.

Good morning, Sky friend.

Good morning, Sky friend. Happy Earth, Wind and Fire Day to those who celebrate.

Nesicary. Nesiccary. Nessisary. Nessecary. Fuck it. Required.

My mother sent me a picture of her face covered in blood followed with a casual question that had nothing to do with her face of said blood. I immediately called. She tripped over her Roomba.

Watching sumo and someone in the crowd is feeling fabulous today.

Adding a new person to my list of epic sports names. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dick_Tr...

Evergreen.

Full length, 5K (~3 scenes) Novella, 3K (~2 scenes)

Getting some of my projects cataloged and I realized I haven't shared some of it, so here are a few things from my market stock.

Afternoon quandary: To finish the hat or work on the blanket. Hat is 2/3 done. I swore I'd work on the blanket after lunch. But I didn't say how soon after lunch so maybe finish the hat? I need finished items and that blanket's gonna take a while.

Friends, today one of my coworkers told me she liked old music. Not vintage stuff. Really old classic rock. She was talking about Bon Jovi.

Not committed enough to reserve a space; committed enough to start knitting beanies. Pattern directions in alt text.

I'm praying for ICE agents today. May they not know a moment's peace until they quit, and seek amends. May their children revile them. May their parents regret them. May they know they deserve the hatred and distrust of their countrymen. And may all their tomatoes be underripe and flavorless.

This brings me joy. youtu.be/GMyES63Rgvg?...

Update: Bitch still needs to give me my money.

Find the kitty.

The old apartment complex still hasn't gotten my deposit refund to me. Listen, I don't want to be an obnoxious little bitch but that won't stop me. Bitch needs to give me my money.

Find the kitty.

Find the kitty.

This is real, and it's awful, and if ever you weren't sure that AI brainrot slop is both metaphorically and now literally a tool of the fascists -- welp. There it is. So! Don't use gen-AI. Not for anything. Not even as a joke.

Just gonna watch this on loop for the rest of the night