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Buffy the Vampire Slayer 4.04 | Fear Itself
i love my bed so much i love that i am in it right now and its warm and soft and that im here in my bed and i love it
I realise this is incredibly boring of me but I’ve just ordered some new XL bath sheets and I’m so excited about it and only feel mildly guilty about spending money. I’m also looking forward to chucking out the crusty ass towels we’ve had for 5+ years and just wish I’d bought new ones sooner.
Mondays aren't that bad once you cannot tell days apart from eachother
I had a few good days last week but said I’d probably pay for them later. I did. I am? I feel wrung out. I feel like a ratty grey dishcloth. I could cry. I can’t cry. Everything feels so slow and suffocating. I am so tired. I cannot sleep. I feel like a half-person.
see my problem is if i “listen to my body” it literally only wants to lie down and take naps, all the time
me: why does my cup of water have so many cat hairs in it
my cat, walking up: oh hey my water
I keep hearing John Green say he's retired from working and lemme just say John Green is the least retired retired person I've ever seen.
I am retired!!! I retired in October of 2017 and have kept my promise not to exchange my labor for money.
Since 2017, I have only done stuff that I thought was interesting or useful regardless of whether it pays, because we have more than enough money, and despite what billionaires might tell you, there is literally no difference between "more than enough" and "much more than enough."
So I no longer work for money. But in retirement one must keep busy, which is why I have taken on an unpaid gig as the social media intern for a coffee and tea business that donates 100% of its profit to charity.
I also sometimes travel to universities and other places to speak in support of Partners in Health and global access to tuberculosis care, and sometimes I write books because writing makes me happy, and every Tuesday I make a video on vlogbrothers, and I make a podcast about the world cup with my friends from high school, and so on, but none of these things constitutes work. These are just Retirement Projects, which are essential to a happy retirement.
"girl dinner" "boy kibble" can y'all just eat a meal gender neutrally
gender neutrients
I forgot to take my socks off before I got in the bath and ended up giving myself the boak.
Disgusting.
if both of your nostrils are clear take a moment to be thankful on this fine day
"Scrooge learns the true meaning of Bisexual Awareness Week" Make Some Noise Season 3 Episode 11
I didn’t think I’d be able to finish any books this month so I’m pleasantly surprised that I ended up finishing two.
A massive spider just tapped me on the shoulder as I sat cuddling Froggy on the sofa in her room. I think it was trying to climb onto me but I turned as soon as I felt it touch me and, upon seeing the gargantuan arachnid trying to perch on my shoulder like a parrot, immediately jumped up with baby in my arms and shouted on Catboy to catch & release it. I popped out the room while he did that and returned when I heard him say he’d caught it.
He had not caught it.
He had caught an entirely different spider that was big but still about a quarter of the size of the one that tried to clamber upon me. He released that one and went back to hunting for bigfoot.
He ended up pulling out the sofa, moving the blankets and exclaiming “HOLY FUCK!” when he finally spotted it. It barely fit in the glass. He doesn’t have arachnophobia but said that was the closest he’d come to being afraid of a spider.
I’ve been sleeping in Froggy’s room with her but idk how much sleep I’ll actually get tonight.