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this still cracks me up like can you imagine you’re 130 years old and suddenly a gigantic alien baby starts following you around
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this still cracks me up like can you imagine you’re 130 years old and suddenly a gigantic alien baby starts following you around
Still losing my mind over the Animal Crossing series having a Turnip seller, Bug Catching enthusiast and whoever the hell this Beaver was who used to look like this
But now for New Horizons they look like this
Complete bimbo/babyfication
it's their grandkids, are they not allowed to retire??
Absolutely not
fuck it 10 pm post we like to party
*gas mask breathing noises* you know where the nearest taco bell is
*muffled plague doctor mask noises* down the block to the left
Ahead of their time
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is...evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
The spiritual successor to Miette
Might I also add
May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit
Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children
I am so incredibly glad we finally moved on from "i can has". Cats are clearly smart enough for advanced sentence structure and dumb enough to draw entirely incorrect conclusions about what they're talking about.
My cat has ice cream prescience.
I don’t know how she does it. I don’t know how she reads my intent so clearly.
When I walk to the kitchen to get a popsicle or thaw a slice of banana bread or warm up some mango slices, she doesn’t care. She stays on her chair and waits patiently.
But when I walk to the kitchen to scoop myself a bowl of ice cream, she’s at my heels SHRIEKING by the time I turn on the light. She knows. She’s not smelling it, she’s not hearing me say ‘ice cream’, she’s not accustomed to some predictable pattern because I rarely eat ice cream.
But she fucking figures out before I even reach the refrigerator. It’s the only human food she asks for, and I have to give her a small tithe of it to keep her from shredding the skin from my legs and popping my eardrums. She’s terrifying.
Registering the unique “ice cream gait”, try walking without rhythm so the cat will not be able to track your movements.
But what if it’s not my Ice Cream Groove… what if I excuse pheromones of Ice Cream Intent?
There have to be ways to thwart her Ice Cream Knowledge. Perhaps I will have to trick myself into believing that I’m actually getting up to thaw leftovers, and then I’ll start exuding Leftover Intent pheromones.
I DID IT!
I got up to make myself a cup of tea, thought Tea Thoughts, and then at the last moment I filled my tea cup with ice cream instead of tea.
My cat didn’t even notice. She didn’t smell it, or pester me while I was eating, or come running and yodeling her need when I opened the freezer.
I am free.
What happens if you think about ice cream while getting something else?
I just tested this. I got up thinking Ice Cream Thoughts, and by the time I got to the kitchen, guess who was at my heels meowing?
THIS IS SHE:
Update: she cannot psychically differentiate Pudding Thoughts from Ice Cream Thoughts, but she is bitterly betrayed and disappointed if I am having pudding. She doesn’t want it once she discovers it’s not ice cream and will yowl furiously at me for my failures.
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What if we....?
no.. unless?
What Isabelle has been doing while waiting for you to upgrade resident services.
You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, now in quarantine
You can dance, you can jive, but you can’t go outside
OOOOOOOHHH see that girl, watch that scene, but through your window screen
Hazel was FUCKING DONE
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Mr hozier just posted on Twitter that the song In The Woods Somewhere was inspired by a dream he had where he tried to defend some school children from a horse that was attacking them and I can’t cope
This song??? This song is about a horse????? A horse?????? This song?? A horse???? Mr hozier ??
hozier: idk what the fuck is up with horses but i fear them
What people think perfectionism is: I’m going to do this 1,000 times until it’s completely perfect, and it doesn’t matter how tired I am or how many times I fail. Everything I do is super precise and I have absolute confidence but also am super pedantic about getting it right.
What perfectionism actually is: If I don’t get this right on the first try I’m going to cry in a corner and call myself a failure for the rest of my life. I’ve gotten nothing productive done because of this.
See also: I know I’m never going to get this 100% right, so I’m never even going to try because that would be impossible to deal with.
see also also: im going to keep hemming and hawing about my first try, revising over and over again because i cant bear the thought of any mistakes, and thus never actually finish anything. also im probably attempting something way above my level anyway, so i’ll feel even worse about how difficult it is for me
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We call musicals unrealistic because people randomly burst into song but I’ve been home alone for like 3 days and I start singing about what I’m doing every 5 minutes
singing in musicals: *perfect harmonies* we’re all in this together!
singing to myself: *one note only* heating up some soup! heating up some soup! ya put it in the microwave and watch it spin around!