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Fucking Life BS

Posted on June 4, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | Leave a Comment

First, I would like to start off with a fuck you to Facebook who wants me to update this fun frivolous photo of my dead mother laughing with a funny pool float she bought during her last summer on this Earth.

Also, work sucks. You know, status quo, now. We’ve met about half of our “must eliminate ” quota from this fine government regime. Only 323 more positions to eliminate. They’ll all take the buy out, right? Right? Even though literally no one is hiring right now? It’s totally gonna be fine.

Also, I called my sister for her birthday. Man that put me in a dark place. Like just threw me back into that born-and-raised Codependent Life. I resisted any urge to reach out to any other family. To try and hedge against the tsunami coming. To warn them. To yell OH MY GOD WHAT’S GOING TO HAPPEN? To gossip.

I do feel that codependency guilt. Like a lot. I’m not OK. But my husband is giving me strength to keep my mouth shut and stay out of that business. Not my business.

But like isn’t it? Now I’m just feeling even more guilty about all the BS shoved on my family. But like, they don’t HAVE to pick up the bullshit. If anything, my brother and his family proved that this year. They were shunning my cold heartedness last time dad almost died and babysitting him 24/7. They have completely abstained this time. So like, it can be done by not JUST me. SIL is talking about how sister is mad at her for not helping. Yeah, welcome to my world. Y’all sure judged me last time. See how it is?

Ugh. Family trauma. Dead mom. POS dad keeps almost dying and now needs 24/7 care but only his girl friend and one sister are taking care of him and they’re drowning. And of course very resentful of the rest of us.

And now the rest of this other sister bullshit is coming at them and they don’t even know it’s coming. ONLY I KNOW.

I mean at least no one’s gonna ask us for money. Husband got laid off and the entire US wants me to lose my job and y’all voted for it. So nope, we poor. Keep off the lawn.

Speaking of lawn, there was a turtle in the yard today.

That is all.

Hello Darkness, My Old Friend.

Posted on May 28, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | Leave a Comment

Yall know I don’t like the dark. I have night lights. I have flashlights everywhere. I don’t do darkness. I don’t want no demons looking at me from the closet or be looking out a window and seeing a face looking back at me. Hell no. I like the light.

I don’t like being able to see out of dark windows. That’s why there’s an arbor by the “cat window” with solar lights on it. That window scared me. I fixed it. If I’m home alone, I might close the curtains to the back — though less so now that I have so many solar lights out there.

All this to say, I don’t like dark.

About two nights ago, I was getting ready for bed. I don’t know what I was doing — I might have been tossing some recycling into the garage. Cleaning the litterbox, putting my stuff by the door for going to work in the morning — that kind of stuff. I noticed Louie looking out the back door. He loves to look out windows, no big deal. But he was looking pretty focused. I keep doing my thing and now he’s looking out the window by the door. I ask him what he’s looking at. Then he’s going between the window and door quickly, very clearly looking at something and trying to get the best angle. I did not like this. What are you looking at out there in the dark?

Of course I was scared to look. What if there’s a person out there looking back at me!? At least I knew I had the pool gates locked. So I opted to bravely tell my husband the cat is looking at something and I’m concerned to make light of it. Husband did not come to my rescue.

After I finished everything up, I have no more excuses. I gotta look. So I grab my cellphone and turn on the “flashlight” setting. He’s looking out the door at this point so I go over to the door and bend down to his level and shine my light out. I don’t see anything… AND THEN HIS REFLECTION MOVES.

No, not Louie. Louie’s looking outside. The reflection looking back at me looked up at me! “IT’S A CAT!” I yelled up to my husband because it gave me a jump scare. My yelling gave the strange cat a jump scare. It retreated to the sidewalk as I called for husband to come see. I don’t know why. It was a cat sort of like Louie in that it was mostly white with darker spots on top. Though it was a long haired cat. I was like “LOUIE! You couldn’t say something? You’re just gonna stare at it face to face!” He’s trying to give me a heart attack.

Upstairs as I was getting into my PJs, it occurred to me that being from a cat cafe, strange cats aren’t strange to Louie. So I guess that’s why he didn’t make a peep. He just watched. But they were face to face at the door. I literally thought the other cat was Louie’s reflection. No tail swishing, hissing, meowing, chittering — just staring.

No wonder there are racoon foot prints all over my fence. Louie probably just thinks there’s a funny looking cat out there!

Meet Darkness, Louie’s friend:

Manspreading the Whole Room

Posted on May 20, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | 1 Comment

I just had a man enter my office (which contains three cubicles) and manspread the whole ass room. I have never seen this. I instantly hated this person.

There are people who command with their presence in a quiet way. This was not that. This was not a natural, respectable, commanding (think Reacher from the TV show with Alan Ritchson, not the movie. Or anything with Henry Caville or Alan Ritchson where they just stand there quietly but respectfully). This was an extremely annoying “I’m important” imposition.

He walked in, went to the center of the room, spread his feet apart, puffed out his chest, crossed his arms over his puffed out chest, and very loudly and firmly (in a quiet office sitting) said “officemate, I need your attention.” I said (disrespectfully) “she’s in a meeting.” Cause she was literally hosting a TEAMS meeting with her headphones on. I’ve been listening to it for an hour and a half. I fucking hate return to office.

So she asks her meeting to give her a second and she informed him she’s in a meeting and asks who he is. He says he’s with <<Insert bane-of-my-existence dumpsterfire here>>. They need to talk to her. He clarifies it’s nothing bad. She clarifies she’s in a fucking meeting.

So he told her to come to his office when she’s done, explains where it is, his name – way too much time taken from someone hosting a meeting. He should have just said, I’ll send you a message or an email, but no.

What an asshole. I’ve never seen someone just come in and demand to be seen and heard like that. Just fucking manspreading over the whole room. Fuck off.

And I know he isn’t high ranking military as they wear uniforms. Even our directors aren’t such assholes.

UPDATE: Oh it’s a head hunt. Blood shall be spilled over this new dumpsterfire flare up.

This Day is Sus as Fuck

Posted on May 1, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | Leave a Comment

I’m having a wonderful morning. And I am suspicious. I never have a good morning. Am I going to die?

My husband is happy and woke up before me. Hopped out of bed and went for a walk before my zombie ass even got out of bed. He hung out with me while I got ready for work. It was really nice.

Had nice clothes clean and not wrinkly to wear. Husband complimented that I looked good.

I brushed the cat. Headed to work in a good mood while husband started unloading the dishwasher. No traffic. I usually hit the red light and have to wait three light cycles to get to the gate. There was no one. I pulled up to the white line. I literally check my clock, because am I late?

No line at the gate. All gates open and no one in front of me. Am I sure I’m on time? The clock says I am.

Saw a crow, said hello. Got a good parking space, WTF?

On time to settle in before joining my early daily stand up.

WHAT IS HAPPENING?

Like I’m seriously just suspicious. If I die: I love you, husband. Take care of Louie. JACK BETTER BE THERE.

*Break*

So I couldn’t post this from my phone because WordPress is having issues. I figured I’d post when I get home.

Walmart just called me. (I had actually emailed them with photos and the order number plus a link to my post). They offered to replace everything in that order PLUS refund it. But I’m not a shitty human. I already got a refund for the popcorn and everything else was still sealed so I’m gonna use it. Like I’d feel really bad if I accepted that. I’m neutral chaotic, not greedy.

SO THEY GAVE ME A HUNDRED DOLLAR GIFT CARD.

What is happening? This is not my life. If that 3:00 all hands actually ends on time (4:00) when it always runs to almost 5, I’m going to call my husband and tell him I want a natural burial.

Natural burial in comfortable clothes. Like just wrap me in some linen or whatever in comfortable clothes (But ones I look good in. I don’t wanna be a slob. I like the outfit I’m wearing today.) Also, I want to actually be dressed, not just look dressed. No shoes, no makeup. Don’t forget Jack’s ashes!

I don’t care where it is, but I want it to be a forest near a tree that turns pretty colors in the Fall. If we can spring for it, creepy ass angel statue coving her face cause she crying ala the weeping angels. Or just creepy ass angel in the woods.

I don’t care if there’s a funeral or not. Seriously, I don’t care. If you wanna hold one, you do you. I’d like for you to be at my burial. That’s all, no family. My besties can come if you need support.

You get all our stuff and my money. Give my nephews a bit of cash.

Also a bit to M, K, and K2. They’re my peeps and made my life better. If you’re not gonna appreciate Gregory and my bird bath, make sure one of them gets it.

Thank you for a great day.

What the fuck, Walmart?

Posted on April 30, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | Leave a Comment

Listen, the economy is in the shitter, so I’ve started ordering a bunch of groceries through Walmart. Specifically, Walmart Plus AKA Walmart+.

When I do grocery delivery, I’ve been pretty happy. The drivers are always nice — they like their jobs. If something is missing, it’s super easy to hop online and get a refund. Then I got to Publix to get my meats and whatever Walmart didn’t have. The only extra cost is the tip to the driver. They also do free shipping.

Well, I did a huge order this weekend. But I split it in two. Stuff I needed for Monday and perishables, I got deliverered from store. Everything else I did shipping. That way it wouldn’t be a massive total to tip on and I didn’t care if the other stuff sat on the porch.

So for shipping, I ordered:

Four big bags of prepopped popcorn (don’t judge, husband doesn’t like the fresh made as much).
Five bags of keto chips (four smaller bags per bag).
Four boxes of keto poptarts.
A bargained size box of garbage bags.
Six bags of keto cereal.
FOUR CASES OF CANNED DRINKS.

Now, I assumed all of this would come from a local store. Usually, they just have their drivers drop off “shipping” deliveries that are just in grocery bags. I have ordered the case of drinks before and it did ship FedEx (in this same clusterfuck fashion) with some other stuff, but I thought it was because my store didn’t have that flavor.

So I get a notice that it will come in two shipments Monday and Tuesday or I could pick one shipment on Wednesday. Fuck you, being my shit quicker. They didn’t get that memo because Monday, I get a notification that it has shipped via FedEx from TEXAS. States away. It will be here Wednesday. I didn’t think more of it though because I didn’t have anything I’d run out of before then so whatever.

Today, Wednesday, I get my delivery. An enormous box that is already torn open with all my shit just thrown in it. It’s torn open because nothing is actually holding any of this shit in place — it’s just a bunch of shit thrown in a box and shipped.

So I dragged the box in because it was huge and heavy and here it is:

I haven’t touched anything in that box for this photo. That’s how I got it. Cases of cans with no padding except for my other groceries. Hell, look — even the case of cans have come open and spilled cans out. Crushed boxes, crushed chips, and one popcorn even just gave up the ghost and exploded to fill the air with a lovely toasty scent and get all over my floor. There’s six bags of expensive ass cereal in there too — under on of those cases of drinks. And this is over $200 of groceries in here. All just in this one big giant box.

Even if you wanted to ship it out in one absurd box, couldn’t you package the crushables in a box and the drinks in a box and put those side by side in here? Even the damn drink boxes are banged up by each other.

Hang on, are you getting the scale of this box? Like boxes this big aren’t for shipping individual things. They’re for appliances. Or bodies.

See? That’s my fat ass IN THIS BOX. And I can’t even do anything about it. Because it shipped, if I want to do any returns they have to be SHIPPED VIA FEDEX back. Yeah, usually when you need to return something, Walmart+ drivers just come pick it up. Cause they delivered it. I fucking love that. BUT NOT IN THIS CLUSTER FUCK.

Also, like I said — this isn’t a one off. I had a case of cans mixed with a bunch of groceries once before — they just weren’t quite as crushable as these. Nor was the order as large. So there wasn’t as much box for the CASE OF CANNED DRINKS to party in.

Does anyone know how the fuck to complain about this? Yes, I called. I filed a complaint. But it’s with a call center in India so you know it won’t get seen.

If you ship anything — make sure to order heavy things BY THEMSELVES. Separate orders. Wait for the heavy shit to ship out — then order the rest. Cause good god. $200 doesn’t even buy you packaging or two boxes.

Tis the season to start gardening

Posted on April 25, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | Leave a Comment

Tis the season to start gardening. Not sure whether to put an exclamation point there or a sad period. I’m pretty far behind being that I bought seeds to start and haven’t got them started yet. I also need to clean up and repot the sad-looking ferns I overwintered. Was it worth overwintering them? Probably not. We’ll see how they fill out after I divide and repot them.

I did get some life in my sails today on the gardening front. You see, I’ve been looking for a bird bath ever since I cleaned up the pumpkin patch earlier this year. I knew I didn’t want to do the pumpkin patch this year. I mean all those pests! Let that shit lie for at least a year. So when I cleaned up the vines and mesh layer, I drug the pots over to the fence. Seeing this, I thought “hmm, I could just put plants there.”

Watering my plants is usually such a pain. Especially mid summer when it’s upper 90’s every day. However, last year I set up automatic watering for the pumpkins on that side. So I could use that again. I thought some butterfly bushes might be nice. We have butterflies and dragonflies so I’d love to encourage more. Dragonflies eat mosquitos after, all.

Last year I wanted a birdbath but didn’t grab one. The thought of setting up auto-watering made me want one even more! I can run a line to the birdbath and it will stay nice and full. So I preemptively grabbed a solar fountain off Amazon Vine and have been looking for a bird bath on Marketplace ever since. But people want crazy money for their birdbaths. So last weekend, I went to Home Depot, and two fancy plant nurseries in search of a birdbath.

Home Depot had not ONE SINGLE BIRDBATH. WTF? I had looked on line, but they’re all “free delivery to store.” I should have looked harder at that. So we hopped over to the Enchanted Garden: A very overpriced plant store. Disastrous experience. They didn’t know any prices and wanted to get my number to get back with me. The prices they did know were outrageous. Also, some unknown bugs ate my feet up in there. Like I’d think it was poison ivy rash if I didn’t know it was bugs. Cat Bird Seat is on my way home so I stopped in there. Nothing deep enough to have a fountain in. Both places had their butterfly bushes for about $35, though Cat Bird Seat had much larger ones and they guarantee their plants for a year. I fucking love that place anyway.

So yesterday, I went looking online. I saw Ace Hardware had some birdbaths from Athens Stoneworks. I assumed this was Athens Alabama, but it was Athens Georgia. Not important. On the manufacturer site, I saw that I wanted the “tulip” top. It’s deep enough for a fountain. So I messaged about six nurseries asking if they had anything like that plus the Stoneworks asking for who I could locally order through (since they’re wholesale only). Welp, only one person got back to me this morning. Unique Outdoors in Hartselle – A 40 minutes interstate drive.

They didn’t have the larger version, but they had the medium and small and even took pictures with a tape measurer. Good customer service! But 40 minutes one way? How much is it? $100? Fuck me, OK. People on marketplace are selling their old ones for more than that! And the rains not coming ’till 2pm! I’ll go now!

I did go and I chose my bird bath. Then I looked at their butterfly bushes. They varied from $11.99 – $13.99. Why did I only buy two? Because I’m a dumbass. I got the Cranberry and the Bicolor. Yes, the bicolor I saw online when researching them and had to google if it was real or AI bullshit. It’s real and I got one! So then I take my wagon over to grab the bird bath I want. It starts to sprinkle — “Fuck I better hurry.” It’s getting worse and this shit is heavy. Then god opened the heavens and just dumped all the water out. Awesome. While I’m trying to carry very heavy concrete with my weak arms. In flip flops.

That’s cool. At least someone loaded it to my car for me. He was very strong and made it look weightless. I’m sad that place is so far away because their prices were crazy good.

So I paid half of what I expected for a brand new birdbath. Do you know what that means? Gargoyle.

See, in my quest last weekend, I saw the most adorable stone-cast gargoyle. And I said “NO.” I want a birdbath and some bushes. No gargoyle. But all week, I thought about that gargoyle. I had taken photos and found him all over online — for over twice the price! Ugh. So after the bird bath was so cheap — fuck yeah, let’s go get Gregory! (Yes, I had named him already in my head before I decided to buy him). Then when I got there, he wasn’t exactly where I thought I remembered him being. My heart sank. SOMEONE BOUGHT GREGORY! And that’s when I knew I had really wanted that damn Gargoyle. But wait! THERE HE IS!

Isn’t he amazing! He’s 62 pounds and I love him so much I’m not sure I want to even put him outside. It was pouring rain so I had to get him hosed off and it was totally worth it. I love himb. <3

I thought about naming him Grinderwald, but that’s Harry Potter. Then Gareth, but then people would think I was a big Labyrinth and David Bowie fan which I am not. And so Gregory. They put him in my car and asked if I knew my towing capacity cause that’s a lot of weight in there. It’s fine. Give me Gregory.

I’m gonna be honest, I think he was probably at Cat Bird Seat so long that they lowered his price. Everywhere online (even if it’s a garden center you pick up at) he’s well over twice the price. A lady in the store (customer, not employee) said she has one and it was based on a gargoyle at Notre Dame. I looked him up online again and find nothing to back that up. I think someone lied to her to sell it.

So now I’ve started my 2025 planting! After the storms, I set up the bird bath and planted the bushes. I also moved some solar light spheres over to this fence:

I know, it looks crappy right now, but it will look awesome. I’m going to do flowers in the other bags. I have some small red sunflowers, red poppies, purple asters, and big fancy marigolds I got all in seeds. And I’ll spray the weeds. And of course, you won’t see the plastic bags like that. They’re just like that because last weekend I pulled out all the dead lemon grass and prepped the dirt and wanted to cover it so the squirrels didn’t fuck around with it. Those same bags are in the big 20 gallon ones and tucked in.

Now to get my seed trays out and start some seeds!

UPDATE: Five seed trays seeded. I only have 5. Two with purple Asters, one with Red Poppies, one with giant Marigolds, and the last with “Red Fire” Sunflowers. I set them by the front door. It gets first morning sun and is an noticeably extremely warm every morning. Should be good to get them going.

A Deep Dark Pit

Posted on April 19, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | 1 Comment

I just sent this text to my besties:

“My bestest buddies. I hate who I have become. And that is the crazy lunatic on the street corner yelling about the end of the world. No really. Every bit of life seems covered in the black ink of a trump-musk-lovecraftian-cephalapod with tentacles reaching into every thing.

I can’t seem to escape it. It’s everywhere. I feel like America is just doomed and I need to leave the country.

I’m serious.

If I lose my shitty fucking job, I don’t have health insurance and I can’t live without health insurance and there’s no jobs here.

I miss my mother so much lately. I almost reflexively called her leaving work the other day. At least I don’t have to see her become a MAGA cultist cause she sure would have and I don’t know how I’d have been able to maintain our relationship as it was.

An online buddy messaged to commiserate about *gestures broadly* and I just wanted for like an hour. Cause that’s me now. I’m like the opposite of whatever a MAGA cultist is. Like if they’re Q-Anon, im like Z-laid-Bare.

I went with Z because Q is round and curly and Z is straight and spiky.

How are you getting through?

Send me happy pictures of you enjoying life. I’m laying on my couch. Maybe I can nap. “

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Here’s me ranting of over an hour to someone who tried to talk to me:

“I hate this place”

You sent: Same same same

*Husband* won’t move though

Like fucking everyone loves Germany

We know people who worked there for years

He’s like “it’s too close to Russia”

AMERICA IS TOO CLOSE TO RUSSIA RIGHT NOW

[…]

How on Earth can a trumper be married to a non?

Cause I can’t even get online and play pinochle with my in laws LOL

Cause I got nothing nice to say

Don’t ask me how I am. Don’t ask about my job. Don’t ask about my hobbies. Don’t ask about my friends.

TRUMP HAS DESTROYED EVERYTHING

we are a military town. Period

It’s being destroyed and half the people here voted for it

We were purple at best

Everyone is losing their damn jobs

Including my husband

Every single company is on a strict hiring freeze

Our savings and retirement has TANKED

my job is constantly under threat

I’m one of those understandable federal workers y’all hate so much

They crippled the unions

I get near DAILY email updates about work changes

4 Cadbury Eggs is NINE DOLLARS

Boardgames are dead

Indi Kickstarters can’t function now

Ive got 200$ in board games I likely will never get now

One was supposed to ship in July.

Oh and Nintendo halted all presales of the new switch 2 and Mario kart to the US

My friend lost her job at ** because she was a contractor and wanted to leave her contractor. She had an offer they couldn’t meet. ** tried everything to hire her, but it’s a hiring freeze. There’s nothing they could do to keep her

Oh we’re going into a depression

Our town is already on the brink

My whole family voted for this

And *husband*’s parents did

And his mom keeps posting crazy as fuck trumper cult shit

Calling the left the Nazis

WTF

and he’s talking about sending US citizens to El Salvador prisons

And he put out another damn EO that federal workers who work on policies are now a new category that can be fired if they don’t do what the president wants

It’s sounds fake, but that’s legit what it says in those words

So only yes men, not actual advisors

Legally

He’s in contempt of the damn supreme court

The unions were trying to fight. And they cut all the autodeduct union dues

Illegally, of course, but most of this shit is

But good luck fighting it with no money

*Husband*’s bro and sis aren’t MAGA thank god

But I’ve honestly gone crazy

I’m ranting as much as a MAGA person

I’m unpleasant

I’m furious

And I can’t ignore it CAUSE ITS MY JOB

Like I can’t stop ranting about this shit because if you ask me about ANYTHING, Trump has wrecked it

Fuck, last night I got a cat bed ad that they were having to close because they can’t source their wool from the US

This is insane

I want to leave but *Husband* won’t hear it

Plus I think he thinks I’m joking

I suggested Germany since we have family that lived there for years on work

Or Scotland. They speak English! Louie wouldn’t even have to go into quarantine

He doesn’t even have a job so only one of us has to get one

There won’t be any jobs here anytime soon

And if I lose mine, we don’t have insurance

And they are restructuring the DOD and literally no one has any idea what that means

Someone in a ** all hands asked if ** might get cut and the answer was WE DON’T KNOW

And it’s so damn stupid

Every single federal salary is less than 4% of our budget

So it’s all for show

And my MAGA family wants to go to a wedding they have to fly to. So they need Star IDs. But every StarID office is booked out for months all over the state and the wedding is next month

Oh you know why? Those were FEDERAL WORKERS

And they’re legit complaining

Also, you’ve had like a decade to get this

Yeah. I’m so sad because for some weird reason the *city* Reddit is just people who actively hate *city*. And they’re cheering this shit

Cause they see all the engineers as snobs or whatever

Oh and I’ve forgotten return to office

It’s hell

And so stupid

None of our work has changed, we’re still on all TEAMS calls, just with other people on the same or different TEAMS calls in the same room with us

Broken pipes

Buildings that haven’t been kept up since 2000

Air quality that fails national standards

Internet infrastructure that can’t keep up

And pipes that literally can’t handle all these people using the toilets

We got administrative leave the other day cause they revoked telework and the heat didn’t work LOL

And a lot of the buildings are completely given up or demoed. So the space everyone had previously isn’t there

And everyone’s just like “oh poor you, you have to go to the office like the rest of us”

My building is getting a new roof RIGHT NOW and the tar smell and burnt rubber smell makes my eyes literally water

But there’s signs posted everywhere that it’s not toxic!

So see, I’m just a mad woman now

I got another antianxiety pill LOL

I think we could immigrate if we wanted. And I totally would

And dude. Dude. This is just the beginning

Tomorrow trump gets the 90 day report on the border

He can declare martial law

And all these CHRISTIANS

Don’t care about the immigrants

But they post that whole “they came for the Jews and I said nothing …” Shit

ARE YOU FUCKING BLIND

EXACTLY!

And Jesus Jesus Jesus

That cabinet?

Kennedy?

Everyone’s like it’ll change in 4 years. There’s checks and balances

If the government collapsed, no it won’t

And Trump is literally in contempt of the SUPREME COURT

and listen I hate that smug motherfucker so much and I’d take a bullet for him cause YOU WILL NOT MAKE HIM A MARTYR

I haven’t seen any actual trumpers I know show regret yet

They spout his lies

Just blatant fucking lies LOL

Like saying that poor Maryland guy was in court multiple times and found to be a gang member

They said that

On TV

But like dude, that’s not remotely in the realm of truth

I want to say you can’t just LIE

But apparently, you totally can

And are we actually going to invade Greenland? I honestly think we are

Now our allies AND our enemies hate us

And DOGE took all the classified info from every database

They have all the info for everyone. Voting registration, immigration status

They literally just marked a ton of legal immigrants as dead in the ss system

And they ACTUALLY SAID they want to “make their lives do difficult they will self deport”

Soon anyone anti Trump in high position will be a terrorist and in El Salvador

He lined it all up already

Especially with yesterday’s EO

That means everyone in Congress who disagrees

Senate

“Policy makers”

[…]

Oh the majority of Christians have never followed anything Christ actually said

It makes me sad it’s so easy to get into heaven but I’m supposed to rejoice in their salvation

But like… Can they go now?

OMG and war plans on a phone chat app

My god

I need more pills

I’m not gonna make it

And *Husband* is just like you gotta get off the news

You gotta get off social media

Stop reading reddit

stop watching YouTube

These are what I do

I can’t even follow gaming now cause board games and Mario kart got fucked

Ugh. I hate myself now. I hate who I’ve become. I hate what this country has become

I’m going to get ice cream

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Also, there is family DRAMA going down. Dad’s in the hospital again. I got disowned last time over this. Now it’s happening again. Yay, text messages…

Make America Great Depression

Posted on April 2, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | Leave a Comment

I hear “Great Depression” is trending on social media now. We already had one of those. So I propose we call THIS ONE the “Make America Great Depression.”

I’m not asking for royalties, just credit, thank you. Right here, came up with it about an hour ago on April 2nd.

You’re welcome. Now I’m gonna go pray over my car because I’ll never be able to get a new one NOW.

Louie’s Second Adoptaversary!

Posted on March 30, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | Leave a Comment

Today, March 30, 2025 is Louie’s second adoptaversary! So of course, I gave him gifts! He also had wet stinky food for breakfast (it is usually a dinner exclusive). He got some wands that suction to the wall (currently the coffee table) and he got a set of birds:

So we have had this little goober for two years now! He should be about three years old. He’s settled into a routine. We have food he likes and that works for him. No more bloating and bloody diarrhea. Or, as husband reminded me, stinky farts. Oh my god! I forgot about the stinky farts. Louie was a stink demon when we took him in. It wasn’t his fault, something in his food disagreed with him. He was a bloated mess and has constant gas that could take out an army platoon. I think I blocked it from my memory.

Louie doesn’t sleep with us, but most days, he’s on the bed when I wake up. He’s not there when I pee at night, so he must come up when he senses it’s about time for me to get up. Then he curls up against husbands feet or legs to wait me out. It’s super cute.

Then he gets breakfast! He used to be insanely food motivated. His food has “marshmallows” which are actually just freeze dried meat chunks. He used to have to eat the marshmallows immediately. Now, he’s more of a grazer. Even with his stinky food, he doesn’t clean his plate all at once anymore.

Of course, this year he got the exclusive Jazz Lounge for dining. Maybe he just wants to visit more.

Then he snoozes his day away. He likes to be in the same room as us. So if I’m downstairs, he’ll be in the living room in his bowl, or the window, or his mat, or if I’m lucky — his couch blanket. While I’m at work, he sleeps in his window bed in husbands office. Same with after I got to bed.

If it’s day time he prefers to be looking out a window. I don’t even close the blinds next to his bowl anymore so he will always be able to look out. The main front window also has the blinds raised up about a foot so he can always lay in that window and look outside.

I know husband is in love with him because one day I came home and he had the blinds in the office window by his window bed up there open. Like I do the living room. HA. Crazy cat dad life incoming. Louie loves husband because husband doesn’t pet him as much. So if husband is moving around — oh man, maybe he’ll pet him. And when husband picks him up he’s such a ham.

He loves being in a sandwich with husband holding him and me petting him. He really hams it up for that.

Louie isn’t 5% of the snuggle bug my Jack was. He loves new people. New people must worship him. But we’re old news. However, when his terms decide, I do get amazing snuggles. They are slightly more often now — not every day though — but close! But when he does, he’s a teddy bear. Especially the now extremely rare times he’ll snuggle while I’m laying down. You can totally teddy bear hug him. Until he’s done, of course.

Husbands sister and brother visited two weeks ago and he slept with my brother in law! What? He slept with him on the air mattress in my “previously known as office.” And I got picture of him jumping up and sitting in both of their laps while we played games. He loves everyone because he wants universal love. Everyone must love him. No one is safe.

Also, he still feels like a Pantene commercial.

OMFG BEES!

Posted on March 22, 2025 | by cursingcats.com | Leave a Comment

I’ve been super busy with the end of telework and my in-laws are visiting.

Return to work is kicking my ass hard. Also, my soul. It’s just so sad. And it feels so infinite. Like welp, this is life now. Cause it is.

So with in-laws visiting, I don’t get to stare at the wall. We went the Botanical Gardens today and they had this book.

Oh my fucking god, bees!