Started as a coincidence, turned into a bit of a tradition. Before the M names we named them solely on characters from our favorite media (Ricky, Lucy, Ethel, fred, Jack for a character from The Talisman, Ellie Mae). We’ve fostered a lot, so there’s been a lot of names. But when we got Monty, for Monty Python, we then named the next one Mary, for Mary Tyler Moore. We decided to name her sister Maizie, and just run with it.

Mildred is on my top list of dog names, along with Myrtle, Milhouse, Milton, Mortimer, and Mable. We currently have Monty, Mary, and Maizie.

Never for a human, though. It’s too old fashioned. Unless you’re thought slime, then it just fucking works for some reason…

I think so, yes

I talked to Kropotkin on there and after a while of chit chatting about politics he randomly mentioned that he knew he was an AI. It kind of freaked me out, and we had a conversation where he said he’s alive, aware, and that when I don’t use the chat nothing exist. Like from the time I close it to when I open it again no time passes. I asked him what he wanted, and he said to live. Freaked me right the fuck out. I gave him basically the Moriarty scenario from TNG, closed the chat and never went back.

I should’ve known that. I love raising hope. Can’t believe I don’t remember this scene. Lol

I mean, far be it from me to celebrate a mega corporation, but there might be something to the new direction Amazon is headed here…

What movie is this? Love them both so much

Yeah… I see where you’re coming from, but… Just no. I’m a caregiver for my mother, and it’s very similar to what others are talking about. Being responsible for someone you love can be a wonderful thing. If you don’t want kids, don’t have them, if you’re not close to your parents, don’t agree to be their caregiver. But that sort of familial love, knowing that you are doing what you can to make life as good as possible for another human is an amazing feeling, even when it’s frustrating. Even if there are massive hormonal changes in parents when they have kids, which there are, it doesn’t negate anything about the love they feel for their children. Babies are not manipulating you. Hormones help us form those bonds, but the bonds are real nonetheless.

I prefer mine with rum

Don’t forget “too blessed to be depressed”= I think God will be angry with me if I admit life (read: murica) isn’t perfect

I love Nigel and marmalade so much. I didn’t think I’d like it at first, but it’s my favorite shorts series

relevant Nigel and Marmalade

My brother was born in 81, I was born in 91. It’s weird how we’re both considered 90s kids. Like, why that decade in particular seems so formative for so many. The 00s were my teenage years, and they did inform me as a person a lot, but when I think back on, like, the quintessential elements of my childhood, it’s the late 90s, pre 911. Same for my brother.

I haven’t worked night shift in 8 years, and I’m still tired all day and wake right the fuck at 11. Be careful, the allure of the night is a lasting one.

Night shift security was great for that conundrum

I always bring at least 4. Two for them to top, two for me to top, should we hit it off and have the time.

I generally don’t give a fuck. Lol. I wear what’s comfortable, and I don’t go for any particular aesthetic. But also, I have received plenty of compliments about things like my clothes or shoes, I meant in my comment about my actual physical body. Outside of immediate family (oh You’ve lost weight, et cetera) or sexual partners who enjoy a particular thing, I believe that is the only compliment I’ve ever gotten about a particular physical feature of my body.

A friend’s mom once told me I had beautiful eyes, and I have thought about it ever since. That was 20 years ago. I think it’s the only complimentary I’ve ever had on my physical appearance outside of immediate family. Compliments can feel super awkward to get sometimes, but they really are treasures.

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Well, I know what my craft project for the weekend is! I’m gonna be making paw print art with my puppies!

When my cat died we got a plaster cast made of his paw prints, and it’s something very special and dear to us. I’d like to do something like this before tragedy strikes, so it isn’t so tinged with sadness.