No Lovers Left Alive?

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I never grew out of my college eating habits.

God, the eating habits when I'm left alone.

One of my cats melts like jello in a sack on a hot day when you hold him. When I'm alone, I dance with him because he lets me. He purrs like crazy and oozes about in my arms while the other pets look on like we're both nuts, but this cat is the perfect dance partner. He never minds if I miss the steps, and he's…

Always waxing my 'stache while watching Seinfeld.

Both of those would probably work for the 23.5 hours a day my cat does absolutely nothing. I'll need something a bit more uptempo for that 0.5 hours around 3am, she goes absolutely moon bat crazy.

Nobody at my job talks. At all. It is glorious!

The positive anymore really bugs me to, though it grates on me the most when it comes at the beginning of a sentence, rather than the end. It just sounds incorrect to me though.

I grew up well under the poverty line: Medicaid, food stamps, free lunch at school, etc. I am fully in support of these types of social programs and routinely defend them when idiots start blathering on (you'd be surprised how quickly someone shuts up about, say, the free lunch program in schools, when you point out…

One of my good friends has a prosthetic lower leg (was able to keep his knee but lost everything below in an accident). Normally you can't tell, he doesn't even limp most of the time but walking long distances causes a lot of pain so he uses his handicapped pass at places like the mall, or events that involve walking…

But of course! Can't be washing smalls when busy pouring bourbon...

If there comes a point that I don't love this photo, then you can put me to bed with a shovel.

I almost feel silly to admit just how badly this upset me to read. Fuck depression. As bad as mine got at one point, complete with suicidal ideation, I still cannot imagine the hellhole of despair it takes to go through with it.

I love my Kindle, too but I really miss Tales from the White Hart, the sci-fi/fantasy/horror bookstore I grew up with. It was one of my after school hang out spots. Aisles of tightly-packed paperbacks, signed editions, knowledgeable and pleasantly oddball staff/owners. It was the only place where you could lay away a…

Buffalo, NY here. My cats are just piling together in a cat heap for warmth. (Kidding. My apartment's actually pretty comfortable.)

99% of my work wardrobe is Talbots. Good quality and well, I bought this dress from there because look who wore it. It also has pockets.

I've always liked crows and the whole Corvidae family. Lots of people seem to hate them which I've always thought was due to them being the most human of birds. I once walked through a park at night that had become their roosting spot - they scatter far and wide during the day but at night they gather in the…

They're English. Not very far at all.

ME TOO. I never get away with lies! I can't even plan a surprise party without fucking it up by acting all suspicious.