#bogmonsters

[mumblelard]

thank you for your service elmer's craft bond extra strength glue stick three pack. you glued more than three hundred seven pieces of paper to each other while you were here. you will be missed

welcome uhu stic strong & fast. our brief relationship is thus far fraught with quarrel and squabble. i hope we can find a way

[jacebeleren-remaking-blog]

Happy birthday @bogmonsters! Congratulations on not being babey anymore!

[dreiiton]

💥 fight on! ☁️ fly free!  🎉 and have a grand time being a kick-ass kid! 🎉

a very belated b-day gift that took longer than i liked, but it’s all good cuz it’s done!

for @bogmonsters​

[krisispiss]

26 & 30!!

26. Do you have an all-time favorite furry artist?

GOSH thats... a really really hard choice! There are so many good furry artists??? I have no idea if I can pick a fav aaa ;w; 

30. Put someone on blast, who has an oc/fursona you love, and why?

IM GONNA DO MULTIPLES!

1. @spacebath CAUSE MAKO IS MY CUTIE COW AND FAV

2. @tammycat because tammy is great!

3. @noogatdelight‘s Megan is a HUGE FAV

4. @corpse-decay has tons of great ocs! 

[boowomp]

OOH 🎃

OK WELL UR URL AND BLOG THEME ARE SLIGHTLY INFLUENCING ME HERE BUT a massive bioluminescent amphibious creature... probably not evil. if you bring it a gift it might tell you a story, or it might eat you. a bit of a coin toss. it will eat any insect except for the fireflies that surround it

[mumblelard]

blue moons and bitten knots or watermelon summer

[mumblelard]

manifestations of my familiar or knotty nicked muddle

seventh spring

i used to dream that i had insomnia. finding out that was a real thing changed how i slept almost immediately, but only much later did i realize how much it had changed the way i thought about existing in the world

the night before last, i dreamt that i was in a giant library of objects, clean, and well organized on giant shelves. i made a fort out of dozens of tents, assembled and piled on top of each other, and i felt safe there. as i explored the library further, i found shelves and shelves of clean empty glasses. i also found other people. i showed a few of them how to drink beer out of boot shaped glasses from the shelves. they all suddenly wanted to try it at once. the shelves collapsed from the weight of all the people grabbing at every glass boot they could find. glasses shattered. fires broke out. i woke up

there were too many clouds to see the eclipse here

yesterday, i made good food. i found a new song i liked. i finished a small project that i had been working on for some time. i washed my sheets and towels

last night, i dreamt that i had a job as a night watchmen. we started finding bundles of cash on the edges of the property by the fence, in gutters, half under the dumpsters, the places where discarded trash accumulates. everyone was pleased but somehow not excited, like they had seen this before. eventually the effort of gathering all the bundles of cash and carrying them away became to much for me. i just left them where they were, and i woke up

today is market day

[mumblelard]

a bull sluice or the sky is a lie

most any shape note singing will make me tear up, but this one hits me extra had. i couldn't say why

last night i dreamt i was kissing someone i used to kiss

i dreamt i was at a taco stand with all of the dishes painted on canvas banners like side show flash. the only one i could understand showed tacos made with deer hearts

i dreamt i found an old trunk filled with paints, and when i spread some on the floor with my hand, the colors were so deep i felt like i was falling through and i woke up

this morning i walked the coldest stretch of river, and on my way back i pilfered hot coffee and donut holes from some kind of gathering in the pavillion

for lunch, i made a hash with turkey, roasted root vegetables, fresh peas, and onion jam, and it was good

i'm going to take a nap on the couch with boba, and together we'll do our part to save the world