I will gladly pay more taxes if it means that my friends and family can have a moment to breathe after a loved one passes.

the worst part? this cat is the cat that hides stuff away in one of many treasure hordes.

hopefully we can find it again.

So my cat stole my dabs again. again.

River, the smartest cat in the house, dug out the various pill bottles in my medications bucket to get to my pot container. woke up to a bunch of my meds on the floor and my pot fully missing again.

Right? On one hand it’s hilarious, on the other hand I am too poor for this shit lol

I know I can go see her and all that, but if it progresses it’ll go to family only visits - at which point I don’t count because there isn’t space made for “my girlfriend”

Now that I have a partner in the ICU with an aggressive form of cancer?

Yeah. Yeah it be real.

I barely make $30,000 and I'm the editor of 3 newspapers, who also does all production layout, creates some ads, runs all social media and website, delivers papers to the stores on Wednesdays and biggest of all, I do almost all of the writing. I'm killing myself for no money and nobody will hire me.

Especially when in the throes of prog farr

i would happily fuck or get fucked by androgynous space elf spock