#he is five weeks tomorrow

[whentherewerebicycles]

we got three four-hour stretches! the midnight feed was challenging as he peed all over himself mid-diaper change and was utterly inconsolable about it for five solid minutes after 😂 however we all survived this harrowing experience and slept soundly afterwards. he’s doing a great job now of soothing himself back to sleep after a feed which was such a struggle in the early weeks. hm okay my parents are back in town tonight so most of my goals today are house chores.

the day:

fold and put away clean laundry x 1

fold and put away clean laundry x 2

take dirty laundry downstairs

showerrr and do a hair mask

pick up mail

fill out forms to mail

wash bottles

meal plan

place grocery order

change sheets

5 min tidy kitchen

5 min tidy living room

make formula

make enchiladas

grocery pickup

visit liz

walk dogs (stroller or carrier walk)

finish reading this very long fic?? or put a significant dent in it anyway

[anemonet]

some kind of bugs

[me-sploh-rada-imas]

the uncertainty of when the photos will drop and who they'll be is killing me asghdkfkl

[destinationtoast]

Places my cats hid during the vet visit

"Under" my coat... except Tico couldn't successfully burrow under, in part because he was too busy keeping an eye on us to look at what he was doing. So he ended up on top of it. (Winter was still in her carrier at this point.)

On the vet's foot, for some reason?? She was surprised.

Attempting to meld with my torso, while also pancaking down against the exam table as much as possible. They spent most of the hour this way.

(Not pictured: an unknown spot in my house, where crafty Bennet managed to successfully stay hidden the whole time.)

We've been home a few hours now, and both patients are considerably more chill.

(Bennet has yet to emerge.)

[patheticpuppyboyslut]

(not hornyposting just musing lol) so i’m a singer-songwriter and performer irl and i’m thinking about the fact that i go around on a day to day basis singing serious, professional songs that use dogs and brainwashing and cannibalism as painful heartbroken metaphors. and i’ve been doing this for years but little by little all these things i process my anguish through in songwriting, have also become how i satisfy my sex drive. and i don’t know what to do with that information i just think it’s wild!! fun fact abt me i guess. i go out there in public singing about how service is my fulfillment and calling myself a good boy and i sing about wanting to be violently torn apart and eaten and i’m like. yeah it’s a metaphor. yeah dw i’m really normal. i don’t fantasize about having my humanity stripped from me and being treated like a stupid sweet puppy barking and whining for my lovers sick and twisted pleasure what are you TALKING about. i just like the poetic imagery of it. i SWEAR.

[bjorkshire-pudding]

You know what I hate?

When people go out of their way to offer to do something you don't need, despite you telling them you don't need it... and then they act all put-out and inconvenienced about doing it.

[todayisafridaynight]

obsessed with the bullets from my 'physical impacts from 'gaming'' notes for class cause they all talk about violence and aggression an yeah that sure is a thing in videogames but have you considered ichiban deserves to enact a lil violence. just a bit. also he's the light of my life and the ray of sunshine in the dark and

[camscendants]

Barbie and Oppenheimer open on the same day!

Me:oh haha funny good memes to come :)

Me remembering I work at a movie theater and work that weekend:

[iliveinprocrasti-nationn]

“hey so there’s been a bunch of exposures recently but we’re gonna have the volunteer party this week bc it’s outdoors so we’ll be fine. yeah it’s a bunch of people all talking maskless face to face in relatively close proximity but we’re outside so any transmission would of course be impossible” be so fucking for real

[ikyw-t]

I do relate to olivia rodrigo in some ways for example I did have nightmares each week (every day for months) after that phone call in may (march). I fantasize (once every other blue moon) about a time where you're a little fucking sorry. except I do not hold my undying love (there is not even an iota of love, if there ever was) like a grudge and also I will never ever forgive bc you were indeed filled with vitriol. and unfortunately I also cannot let it go. it was six months (three years) of torture. I did NOT love you truly and I cannot laugh at the stupidity. I may have made some real big mistakes but you do indeed make the worst one look fine. like..............

[simplysummers]

Am I being a petty bitch and just sitting in the bathroom waiting for my younger brother to come upstairs so I can switch on the shower and say I’m gonna be a while? Yes. Yes I am

[steelycunt]

taken down all the christmas decorations in my uni room packed all my stuff up cleared the fridge out half my flatmates have gone home already....WHAT do i do with myself now. WAH

[mishkakagehishka]

Hate being forgetful actually

[kalmeria]

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[idontdrinkgatorade]

god fucking damnit i still have to do that stupid research paper. why did i choose to do it over consumer culture of all things

[irisbaggins]

Guess what, I've worked what probably amounts to half of my total hours, in one fucking month. My store is resting on my shoulders, it seems, and boy do I feel that. I have not had a moment's rest since my vacation, and uh, it's probably not sustainable? Maybe?

Anyway. Guess who's going to be travelling for hours on end and then arrive just a day before a mandatory University lecture? It's me!