@literalliterature and i met a cat today. he was standing in his yard shredding a tarp his humans had put on something that they presumably wanted to stay covered with the tarp, which was silly of them. when he saw us he ran over and demanded to be petted and he was extremely soft and fluffy with stripy grey legs and a magnificent plume tail. it was all great

mother’s day things

lmao texted my dad like “heyyy did u remember to buy mom the earrings i specifically picked out and sent you a link to a month ago [because you always pick out weird earrings for her bc u still don’t know her taste, and i happened to come across a really nice pair]” and he was like “um. i don’t recall. when did you send this? did i buy them right then? if not probably not. i really don’t remember.”

and like……………… she doesn’t, strictly speaking, care, except inasmuch as she 1. is constantly losing her earrings as she loses all objects and 2. wants to feel cared for, but like. dude. i did all the legwork for you here. a month ago i did this to give you time to order them and have them delivered. my friend. buddy. my moderately cherished pal. do this one thing, for your wife, who you have driven insane with your inability to access normal human emotions,

idionkisson replied to your post:
doing a…

(those ellipses should translate roughly to “Look I’m Not A Diagnostician But You TOTALLY Fucking Have ADHD, Friend, And I Am Willing To Detail Why But Didn’t Want To Get Into It Without Asking First Because I Can’t Tell How Ironic You’re Being And I Don’t Want To Be Condescending” in english)

i’m intrigued. go on

singular bright side so far: skype chat revealing other students in fellowship to be majority women, one (currently talking) clearly knows what she’s talking about and has a blue-green bob and a camo patterned men’s jacket, so you know

meeting them this summer might be nice