Itsa Me MarniO! 🤬🧊

Straight out of an 80s movie trope.

This boycott is still ongoing.

Nothing has changed.

Boo him literally everywhere.

Just called and yelled at the pretty boy.

Oh, we are going to have some fun with her

And short of a massive societal overhaul, I don't see much changing beyond my slow descent into madness. At least it seems that I'm a cheerful one? Giving hugs and calling everyone sweetheart and hon, instead of throwing rocks and spitting.

Should I get a therapist? Sure. But I've been in and out of therapy for 30 years. It's been a lot and I feel like it's done only some. I got my many degrees so that I could understand myself as much as help others. So what's the solution? I feel like the world is what's driving me mad, not myself.

I joke a lot, but I really am fighting psychosis left and right. I feel like this year has had me losing my grip on reality with a rapidity that I don't like. Almost gleefully. I am finding myself having flashes of being the pigeon lady in Home Alone 2 and thinking "that ain't too bad."

Oh no.

I worked for 8 years in a job that took the word of children over the word of their offenders, and believe you me I will forever be scarred. It's not something I think I'll ever get over, seeing those faces recount their terror, seeing their injuries. They do deserve the worst hell.

Omg the Olive Garden bread sticks 🤤

You wouldn't have this problem if you just pet the cat!

Wild that I had to say it.

My old boss used to have a thing about shoes, and I was like, "please stop buying me shoes, I'd prefer money." 🥺

It scratched that itch so well

(grumble grumble stupid ai)

Why would we do that, you already know what you're doing!

Omnomnom

I legit handed someone 10lbs of frozen meat the other day. Do I expect them to use it all? Fuck no. Do I expect some people to EAT? Hell yeah.

If I ever give you something that I think you could use, and you can't use it but you think someone else can, I expect you to pass it on.

Signed, a constant giver and taker

Please! Omg, everyone sees his face, reads that one NYT piece and foams at the mouth. Stahp them!

Those are all things my dad insisted we knew how to do before we left the house, and I'm so grateful. And to think, I've even changed my own brake pads! With help from my mechanic friend 😂

Definitely! I think there's actually a local group that teaches people how to do it. My memory is the worst, but I wonder if anyone else knows who they are?

Or make a mechanic friend!

Good find! I love the practice of putting good stuff on the curb here. Nothing ever sits in front of my house for long 😄

I do so much deep breathing around my family 😂

a person is petting a bunch of kittens on the floor and the caption says sometimes life is like herding cats . Alt: a person is moving around a bunch of kittens on the floor and the caption says sometimes life is like herding cats .

Maybe in reference to "herding cats"?

That's cute

Also, why people aren't her friend is none of her business unless she plans on changing herself, and that isn't the tone I read.

Our house is back on the Cat Clock and finally everyone is happy except my husband, who likes to eat and go to bed a lot later than us.