Anyway, she climbed my leg today so I think she is the official successor to Nonads the Rabies Cat. Arthur M. Anderson is still lurking in our bushes and finishing whatever she doesn't eat but he's too shy to let me get close.

I'm exhausted with having to be thankful and appreciative of people being proud of me in ways that make me feel like shit!!

Not even getting into the gender part because they aren't allowed to know about that.

IDK, something about knowing she calls me a "renaissance girl" to my old teachers is like....can you really not find an alternative that doesn't make me sound like an educational cartoon character? You made me THIRTY EIGHT YEARS AGO

I feel like I SHOULD be grateful because she only talks about my sister's accomplishments when I'm there and that also hasn't been great for my self esteem.

Also there is a pro wrestler in this manga that otherwise has absolutely nothing to do with pro wrestling. He's a very good boy. I love being pandered to!!!!!

Why was the dark Santa equivalent for punishing naughty children allowed to serve this much cunt. FUCK I am so weak for an ornamental epaulet!!!!!!!

Ahaha the upside of there being literally none English-language fandom for this one is that when I make a Knecht cosplay, I can do so without forming any expectations that anyone might know what the fuck I'm doing.

I can forgive so much story nonsense if:

A. Funny
B. The character outfits are cool in a way that appeals to my sewing skillset specifically
C. Deeply suspicious middle aged man who is also hot

There's just something [derogatory] about a ship that feels like it's popular due to some moral imperative as opposed to those characters being smash-togetherable in a particularly intriguing way and noticing it is the quickest way to find the parts of fandom that are NOT my scene 🫠

Adding "news feed style social media makes trauma dumping in a stranger's comments and venting on your own account feel like the same act" to the reasons why modern internet feels shitty. Or at least that's why I always felt like I was doing a faux pas for talking about my bad stuff in my own space.

Not me sleeping on this and coming to the conclusion that everyone who wants Ogata in wholesome unproblematic fluff ships should consider revisiting Aoharu x Machinegun instead (where the catboy sniper IS a poor little meow meow in a mutually codependent domestic relationship with his gun boyfriend)

Happy birthday to the little baby!!!!