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I thought cats were supposed to be independent and not needing anyone for anything. So where do the demand for petting come in? If you're that independent shouldn't you be above needing others to pet you? (Also, that bite left punctures, that's damn adamant about petting.)
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It never USED to be complicated. Or.. I guess, no more like I didn't KNOW it was complicated. My head makes my head hurt.
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Ignorance is bliss. You're not the embodiment of that statement, congratulations. Go do something less head hurt inducing. Like eating. Or running. Or amateur porn.
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And seriously, do those people ever actually think about what it'd be like to have fangs and claws and sensitive ears and nose? I mean, seriously? Claws are farking high-maintenance, and its' not just "Oh hai my nose works good" when it's something I want to smell or I need it, it's on ALL THE TIME.
Which reminds me, I gotta go clean Shamu's box again. I swear, that cat makes more poop.
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Of course they don't. Real people don't have claws and fangs as far as they're concerned. I mean, I don't know what it's like to have claws and fangs and I wouldn't know where to start on the imagining scale either. I could live without the nose. God, I can imagine your nose in a morgue or battlefield or just the crappy part of town and, well, no thanks.
You named your cat Shamu? That's just wrong. At least it's not Tuna.
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Yeah, my nose isn't a lot of fun on bad garbage days.
Technically he's Shamu, Jr. There's a story, but basically, he's a black-and-white cat, and Marie, uh, she's not here right now but she's the girl with the brown hair with teh white streak when she does come back, very Southern, pretty cute, wears gloves a lot because of powers stuff, she had to rescue the real Shamu in San Diego when there was a earthquake, and so, well, she and I ended up rescueing my Shamu in KC, so I just had to.
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Or near the homeless? I don't even want to know how strong the stench of urine is to you. Though, dead bodies kind of takes the cake on bad smells for me.
Cute. The real Shamu? As in the orca? Thank you for reminding me how normal my life used to be. You people and your weird ass adventures. I had a tuxedo cat once. He was a cool cat, very suave, total cat player.
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And yeah, the dead are pretty goddamn stinky. Also terrifying, you know, when they're dead and moving around. (And you thought the WHALE was freaky?)
Yep. There's probably video of it being on the news on youtube or something. Nobody knew it was her because some of her hair got burned off, so there's nobody like, harassing her, but it was pretty goddamn funny.
Shamu thinks he rules my apartment.
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And now there's zombies, awesome. It could be like my very own action movie, really. Resident Evil, that had zombies, right? (Sue me, I don't watch a lot of movies.)
Shamu's a cat, of course he rules the apartment.
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Yeaaaah, not so much. I don't do concerts a lot mostly because of the ears though. Earplugs only do so much.
They were pretty not awesome at the time.
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So there's like a list of "Things Kyle Does Not Do" because of the heightened everything, huh?
Most things that are awesome when you're thinking about them while sitting around at home in your underwear are not so awesome when suddenly real.
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Yep. Like dinosaurs too. Those? Sucked. Ate my fingers.
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Uh, what?
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