Kaymyth

OH DEAR GODS WHY

Is...is your signature based on a dynamic thingie that puts in the name of whoever is reading it?

I created a project. It is...rather vague. But you can add me now!

I picked so many blackberries today. Huge, juicy blackberries. They are delicious.

I gotta, say, I'm impressed. After taking off the strip bandage today, there is no evidence of bruising around the needle site. That's unprecedented for me.

So, I donated blood today. It did not go well. The good news is that the stick itself went OK. It only took two of them to hit the vein, and I think they hit it relatively cleanly. So the pint came out swiftly. That...wasn't so good in that it exacerbated the side effects. I have a pretty strong vasovagal reaction, so that combined with the quick drain meant that I nearly passed out WHILE lying down. Two cans of juice and a pack of cookies later, and I still couldn't stand up for any length of time without getting dizzy and my ears ringing. I eventually had to call my husband to come and take me home early, because I could not be trusted to drive and stay conscious. It took 2 or 3 hours before I was able to stay vertical again. So. That was my day.

Oooo. Like, a DATE date?

Just last night that was me in #5. You have defeated me!

Don't be silly. You have Arbor Day! And Star Wars Day! And Talk Like A Pirate Day!

This isn't a joke; this is TRUTH. According to every coder I have ever met.

Someday you should, and videotape her reaction. I want to see how many shades of purple she is capable of turning. Fix it! A needle and thread is all you need. Well, and scissors. Scissors help.

I would like to have kittens. But James is allergic, so alas, I cannot. A couple of my friends found something the other night, though, that will first make everybody boiling mad and then happy. So...in the dumpster outside their apartment, they found a mewing bag. Inside the bag (that was tied closed) they found a tiny, not-quite-weaned kitten. Said kitten is an adorable little grey tabby, and they took it inside and fed it kitten formula and now it is a happy bouncing kitten full of energy. They cannot keep the kitten, though, as they already have the maximum two cats allowed by their lease, so instead he is going to live with yet another couple of friends of mine. They have three cats. Two of them are elderly kitties and will probably be offended by the newcomer, but the other is a bit younger and just adores everyone forever, so the kitten will have someone who appreciates him. The part that I find funny: Bob the cat is a giant fat orange ball of dumb. Tiny kitten is cute and grey. I foresee Garfield/Nermal photo ops.

"Well, Twimom, maybe you should consider the possibility that your authority deserves to be undermined."

Actually, it has been heavily implied that there is at least one rank above God Beyond. So. I tried to post from mobile today. It...didn't work. I'm not sure why.

In this case, it means Edited To Add.

I think they pretty much die on their own after their eggs are laid.

How to get revenge: 1) Leave out a small dish with a shallow amount of water in it to attract the mosquito. It needs stagnant water in which to lay its eggs. 2) Check on the dish daily. 3) As soon as you see wrigglers, take it out into the sun and dump it out on the hot, hot sidewalk. 4) Cackle maniacally as the vampire's children are destroyed.

I'm afraid that I am just too danged adorable to be able to pull off angry reading face.

Bonus anger points if they say something about "saving" you from having to read a "boring" book. ETA: Ooo, this is my 3,000th post!

Yes. Sausages are spiced. Hot dogs are...decidedly not.

This needs to be sped up and set to Yakity Sax...

Corgis are just as adorable as dachshunds.

Following is our replacement for Friends, it seems. We can all be creepers and stalk each other! Er, wait... Well, we'll just hafta fix that.

I'll...just shove that link onto my Shortcut bar, then. For now. Also, dude...you are mortal. You need SLEEP. If you continue to fight it, you're going to pass out in a horrible uncomfortable position and wind up with a sore neck. And then you'll be all grouchy, and because it's summer you won't have any hapless undergrad students to inflict with your ire. Is that really the sort of immediate future that you want?