HIATUS: EXPLAINED
My cat died. So, that's why I've been absent for these last several days. I also have a job that's supposed to be 4 ten-hour days a week but keeps being 5 ten-hour days a week, even though there are several part-timers that SHOULD be picking up the shifts I constantly get stuck with. My point is: I keep having my days off taken from me. This past month has been especially brutal for that sorta thing. Got Covid at the start of October. Our power went out completely for an entire Saturday another week. And now: cat death. I use the weekends to catch up on this blog and it just hasn't been happening lately.
So that's why I've been quiet for several days. If it brings you any comfort, I also halted my more-casual watch-and-log-a-movie-on-letterboxd-every-night thing. I just needed to take some days off from stuff like that to focus on being sad and cleaning. I'm pleased to announce that my wife walked into the bedroom mere minutes ago and declared that it no longer smelled like cat piss. Turns out all we had to do to eliminate that smell was take our cat to a strip mall in Tigard, OR and have a woman pump her veins with poison and then get rid of all of her stuff that used to keep her alive.
My cat was doing real bad when I wrote the last Moral Orel write-up. I’d actually spent a couple hours beforehand calling around trying to get an appointment to have her euthanized that day. I couldn’t find anyone to do it until Wednesday, so lucky me, I got to watch her not eat and nod out in her water dish for a couple more days. The Moral Orel write-up was tough to get through, I could barely think or connect thoughts together. It was probably not my best work. If it sucked, that’s why. It helped me decide to take my break.
RIP Lucy. You were bad and you are now in hell.
MAIL BAG
You uncensor the word fag if you know what’s good for you. I will forgive you. I’m a bigger fan of penis than most!
NOW IS NOT THE TIME MY CAT HAS BEEN COMPROMISED
don't die on us again! your blog is the most thorough retrospective analysis on adult swim I've ever seen and must be protected!
Thank you! I don’t intend to stop, just been insanely unlucky lately! This post was prompted by your message! To be honest, it feels pretty badass to be like “oh yeah, WELL MY CAT DIED” to people. I’m doing it to you right now and it feels wonderful! But thanks for reading, and I promise I’m not mad at you and also I like you and also we’re friends.
