That spooky, pinchy little fucker
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Kinky. Disabled. Canadian. Opinionated. Queer af. Content likely to be 18+ or pics of my cats.
Double decker cats. Hiccup is happily swaddled in the blanket, and Priss is enjoying sitting ON the blanket, and therefore on Hiccup.
December 1, 2025 at 6:48 PM
Double decker cats. Hiccup is happily swaddled in the blanket, and Priss is enjoying sitting ON the blanket, and therefore on Hiccup.
Just discovered that you can make CABBAGE CHIPS in the air fryer. This may be a game changer. They’re sooooo good!
November 25, 2025 at 11:49 PM
Just discovered that you can make CABBAGE CHIPS in the air fryer. This may be a game changer. They’re sooooo good!
I’m back home after the days at my sister’s place. I love them all so much, but spending time there is like being hit in the face with a constant firehose of overstimulation. There is a brief reduction in chaos only from midnight to six.
It’s going to take me days to recover.
It’s going to take me days to recover.
November 3, 2025 at 5:03 PM
I’m back home after the days at my sister’s place. I love them all so much, but spending time there is like being hit in the face with a constant firehose of overstimulation. There is a brief reduction in chaos only from midnight to six.
It’s going to take me days to recover.
It’s going to take me days to recover.
OHMIGOD I love my family, but OHMIGOD I’m so overstimulated I don’t know how to exist.
November 1, 2025 at 10:53 PM
OHMIGOD I love my family, but OHMIGOD I’m so overstimulated I don’t know how to exist.
All the leather folk I know are getting vaccinated. I do not think this is a coincidence.
We’re just really wholesome and community-minded.
With knives.
We’re just really wholesome and community-minded.
With knives.
November 1, 2025 at 12:15 PM
All the leather folk I know are getting vaccinated. I do not think this is a coincidence.
We’re just really wholesome and community-minded.
With knives.
We’re just really wholesome and community-minded.
With knives.
Hung out at my sister’s place for Halloween. It’s rainy, cold, windy. We got 943 kids.
Yeah
943.
That’s a slow Halloween over here.
Yeah
943.
That’s a slow Halloween over here.
November 1, 2025 at 3:17 AM
Hung out at my sister’s place for Halloween. It’s rainy, cold, windy. We got 943 kids.
Yeah
943.
That’s a slow Halloween over here.
Yeah
943.
That’s a slow Halloween over here.
On the train to Montreal. Sitting behind a big group of middle-aged partiers who are far too enthusiastic for ten in the aye em. Grateful for my loops.
October 31, 2025 at 2:03 PM
On the train to Montreal. Sitting behind a big group of middle-aged partiers who are far too enthusiastic for ten in the aye em. Grateful for my loops.
I set fire to my favourite stovetop burner at lunch today. I haz a tremendous sad. Not sure it’s salvageable. WAAAHHHHH
October 29, 2025 at 7:52 PM
I set fire to my favourite stovetop burner at lunch today. I haz a tremendous sad. Not sure it’s salvageable. WAAAHHHHH
My geriatric cat is OBSESSED with Dad’s cookies. She will bury her head in a pile of dirty Kleenex to chew on the wrapper of a Dad’s cookie. It is weird and cute, which I suppose is cats in a nutshell.
October 26, 2025 at 2:48 PM
My geriatric cat is OBSESSED with Dad’s cookies. She will bury her head in a pile of dirty Kleenex to chew on the wrapper of a Dad’s cookie. It is weird and cute, which I suppose is cats in a nutshell.
Today I: went for coffee; spent time tidying; arted; made bread; (stationary) biked a bit; made dinner; tidied the kitchen post-dinner and set the dishwasher to do its work. This is quite literally the first time in seven months I have had the energy to do this much in one day. Feels… good.
October 20, 2025 at 11:21 PM
Today I: went for coffee; spent time tidying; arted; made bread; (stationary) biked a bit; made dinner; tidied the kitchen post-dinner and set the dishwasher to do its work. This is quite literally the first time in seven months I have had the energy to do this much in one day. Feels… good.
TikTok and FB are both convinced I am getting married soon because I watch wedding videos. This is not the case. I just like looking at pretty girls in pretty dresses.
My appreciation of the female form adorned is messing with the algorithm. I don’t wanna *be* them, I wanna *do* them.
My appreciation of the female form adorned is messing with the algorithm. I don’t wanna *be* them, I wanna *do* them.
October 17, 2025 at 6:18 PM
TikTok and FB are both convinced I am getting married soon because I watch wedding videos. This is not the case. I just like looking at pretty girls in pretty dresses.
My appreciation of the female form adorned is messing with the algorithm. I don’t wanna *be* them, I wanna *do* them.
My appreciation of the female form adorned is messing with the algorithm. I don’t wanna *be* them, I wanna *do* them.
We’ve come to that part of the year where the answer to the question, “Should I wear a jacket?” changes every damned hour.
October 17, 2025 at 1:13 PM
We’ve come to that part of the year where the answer to the question, “Should I wear a jacket?” changes every damned hour.
That neurodivergent pain when you discover they’ve changed the recipe for one of your safe meals. 😞
September 27, 2025 at 10:20 PM
That neurodivergent pain when you discover they’ve changed the recipe for one of your safe meals. 😞
All I want to do is watch Bob’s Burgers in my unicorn onesie.
September 27, 2025 at 11:53 AM
All I want to do is watch Bob’s Burgers in my unicorn onesie.
I love sharing my workspace exclusively with cats. Taking a break to pet a kitty is infinitely superior to water cooler gossiping.
September 26, 2025 at 1:18 PM
I love sharing my workspace exclusively with cats. Taking a break to pet a kitty is infinitely superior to water cooler gossiping.
I flat out refuse to turn on my heat before October first. So there.
September 22, 2025 at 4:41 PM
I flat out refuse to turn on my heat before October first. So there.
Adulted like a fuckin’ boss today. Now, time for a COOKIE.
September 9, 2025 at 8:25 PM
Adulted like a fuckin’ boss today. Now, time for a COOKIE.
The best part of it being the weekend is that my ability to Adult is limited because so many things are closed. Sigh. Back to it tomorrow.
September 8, 2025 at 12:10 AM
The best part of it being the weekend is that my ability to Adult is limited because so many things are closed. Sigh. Back to it tomorrow.
I’m actually doing a social thing this afternoon. And I only know the hosts. In a new space. What in hell was I thinking? I have regrets. #neurodivergentoptimism
September 7, 2025 at 3:19 PM
I’m actually doing a social thing this afternoon. And I only know the hosts. In a new space. What in hell was I thinking? I have regrets. #neurodivergentoptimism
I need to admit to myself that this is deep and relentless burnout. I wish I knew how to take care of it.
August 18, 2025 at 12:47 PM
I need to admit to myself that this is deep and relentless burnout. I wish I knew how to take care of it.
Personal space is overrated.
August 6, 2025 at 3:14 PM
Personal space is overrated.
I have been adulting like a motherfucker all morning, and now I need to stop and catch my breath.
I’m hating it. Every second.
I’m hating it. Every second.
August 4, 2025 at 3:05 PM
I have been adulting like a motherfucker all morning, and now I need to stop and catch my breath.
I’m hating it. Every second.
I’m hating it. Every second.
My past can stop coming back to bite me in the ass now, thanks.
I’m not the person I was a decade ago, and I’m certainly not the person I was 30 years ago.
Go away and stop trying to make this a thing. I’m tired.
I’m not the person I was a decade ago, and I’m certainly not the person I was 30 years ago.
Go away and stop trying to make this a thing. I’m tired.
August 3, 2025 at 5:18 PM
My past can stop coming back to bite me in the ass now, thanks.
I’m not the person I was a decade ago, and I’m certainly not the person I was 30 years ago.
Go away and stop trying to make this a thing. I’m tired.
I’m not the person I was a decade ago, and I’m certainly not the person I was 30 years ago.
Go away and stop trying to make this a thing. I’m tired.
I despise that it’s gotten so bad that I’m choosing what to eat based on how I expect to feel when it comes up again.
I’m in hell.
I’m in hell.
July 29, 2025 at 10:21 PM
I despise that it’s gotten so bad that I’m choosing what to eat based on how I expect to feel when it comes up again.
I’m in hell.
I’m in hell.