Empress of Mars: Undisputed @zebratron2084@awoo.space

also for some reason my brain keeps presenting strong bad e-mail songs for me to filk when i'm trying to deal with cat stuff

like "kitties, dear god this room's full of kitties" to the intro of sbemail 180 (slumber party)

also the hukilau song from south park (https://southpark.fandom.com/wiki/Hukilau) -- "you're a kitty, you're a kitty-cat, you're a stupid stupid cute but stupid kitty cat..."

it's funny, i am 100% absolutely morally and ethically ok with ageplay for reasons i could detail and defend to the hilt

but i have about -100% interest in DOING it. certainly as the sub/kid in the equation. i could almost see being the top/caregiver just to indulge a friend in need, but...

YIKES i am so done with childhood. mine was warm and happy except for the bullying from my peers and the sense of powerlessness and confusion at social standards.

and something about the sense of being dependent, psychologically much less physically, on someone else is a mighty mighty squick for me

like to the point where i just saw the phrase "mommy and i are one" in a psych study and it TRIGGERED ME a little -- the idea of going back there is horrifying to me, though i think i can accurately model how it's great for other people, especially who did not get the good upbringing they deserved

i love being an adult. shit there are things i love about being in my forties. i love autonomy. i love that my mom and i have been able to approach each other as adults and friends since i was like 12 years old. (losing your dad will do that -- mom and i didn't have TIME for BS authority games after that and we related more like Wise Older Sister and Wayward Little Brother for years). the apple didn't fall far from the tree, but it is definitely a separate and independent organism and thank god.

so yeah, no onesies for the tiger. i was a rotten little cub who -- 100% true RL story -- used to growl at people in the ice cream line at friendly's if they had dessert and i didn't. i am a big big kitty and don't need nobody but my dragon, who i care for as much as she cares for me. and grade school holds no romance for me.

the lowest i've ever gone for a character was 15 -- hesire/kem, my permanently hazmat-encased rubberjackal acolyte. and the whole point of her was that she was raised to be SCARY mature by 15, plus was completely and utterly impossible to access for any kind of biological reproduction.

which i'm ALSO not all that fond of -- why do you think i was a fucking lavalamp for all those years, who only installed a vagina-like port because she got tired of all the requests and caved -- which is a story for another day

oh fuck yes, that's right, i can take mondays off under my current schedule -- so i can make up all my missed work due to LAST week's cat/holiday/misc stress tomorrow

yeah fuckin naptime. gonna eat the rest of that bag of goddamn takis and have a nice msg-and-capsaicin saturated food coma.

our dealer is now apparently delivering pizzas for our 2nd favorite local joint (no pun intended) and i still have some cash on hand so maybe we can order something with "extra greens" tonight, attn @anthracite

@balinares Thanks for pointing that out, hun, it'd been so long since i was friends-locked over there i forgot they still were doing approvals!

yeah, i think after this is all over i'm gonna have to retire all my feline characters for about 3-4 months

i can not deal with any more cats, especially not in horny-type situations

poor hladolet will probably have to go back into pod storage for a few heat cycles (come on, you know she loves a nice insulation vacation on iapetus)

shit i am so tired of mammal biology in general, maybe i'll be an echinoderm for a few months or a toaster or a radio station or a Fender amp or a sapient concerto or something

just augh no more cats. love the cats, can't wait until there are basically zero cats in our apartment except for brief visits

apparently when i reach peak stress with the cats my coping mechanism is filking classic rock

today's selection was "scooping it all for my babies" by mewy lewis, while i was cleaning up some misappropriated litter

its ok kids, we can only raise you for another 2-3 weeks before our sanity points run out but we still love you lots and will miss you

also now peebs is limping *sigh* gonna assume she just has some minor soft tissue damage and will be OK in 24 hrs like shempers and artie but we'll keep an eye on her

rough rough weekend, mostly cat-related, pray to bast for our souls -- we can hold out a LITTLE longer, thank god some of the leading kitten authorities say it's actually ethical to adopt them out as early as 8 wks

a shotgun-layout apartment is just NOT a proper place to raise kittens, especially when the bedroom and bathroom are on opposite sides of Cat River D: D: D:

@hystericempress @Daikanu reminded of That One Damn Episode of Kidd Video, the one that gave me my own balloon person kink...

New Birdsite account's kinda lonely so far. Looks like everyone has their notifications turned off -- cause I don't *think* I've alienated that many of my friends... :)

Add @zebratron2084 over there if you would? <3

what's particularly galling though is i had a lot of political tweets bookmarked on that account for later use as debate evidence

that and all my follow list are gone, so i have to reconstruct them from scratch

none of which protects anybody in any way from my mean ol' nasty words in any way whatsoever -- it's not like having access to my own fucking data would cause any further "harm"

never ever ever ever trust these corporate pieces of shit with your data because they will disappear it the moment you become inconvenient

suspended from twitter for good, for finally flat-out telling trump to go die after (a) his latest round of election lies and (b) seeing a desperate plea from a rural doctor overwhelmed with COVID cases

i regret absolutely fucking nothing, i create a new account tomorrow, and if they suspend me 49 more times i'll create 50 more. i have come to despise twitter and its executives but i will not stop roaring at this son of a bitch and his allies under any circumstances.

it's not like i've got a shortage of fursonas XD

Poor Sugarfoot is DEFINITELY in heat and it's basically deprived the poor creature of what shreds of feline dignity she had. XD

If she doesn't prove to be one of those queens who MARKS EVERYTHING IN SIGHT when she's in heat, we should be okay. She's just really vocal and really really REALLY quite really super extremely incredibly clingy. *sigh* 😾​

Poor thing, though! You can tell she's kinda right on the border between insanely happy and in great discomfort. I hope this cycle goes fast for everybody's sakes...

@Austin_Dern "How about Blockhead?"</lucy>

@Austin_Dern u know damn well linus is just gonna worship him :>

@packbat you might wanna ask @anthracite about that one, she had a somewhat nonstandard nms experience and pretty strong opinions about whether the updates really fixed it - certainly they destroyed the experience _she_ wanted from it...

@Phorm and yet i am SO HOT for this, esp with the hair and color scheme...

@Phorm that is valid and perfectly funny

i mean i am 45 ffs, i AM auntie nelda or at least auntie tiger

@anthracite that is the sort of outfit you build yr home office AROUND i think

style goals

I wonder if this would help any with my tension headaches... O:)

(There is also a valid perspective, presumably the author's, in which this is very sweet and supportive, and I see what they're getting at, of course.

It doesn't HAVE to be analyzed in such cynical terms, It's just what came to mind for me -- when I saw it, my first thought was just "Um, aren't most trees DEAD by the time they're decorated like that and having 'their day?!'")

This cartoon would fit my worldview much better if in the last panel, the conifer's trunk were severed and it had little X-ed out eyes.

I mean, isn't that basically what we did to, just to name one example, Robin Williams? Scorned him and made fun of his inadequacies until he was sacrified, and then he was revered once he was safely dead and thus Perfect Forever?

And all the other artists who nobody showed the faintest appreciation for until they were dead and only existed as a safe, still abstraction...

The fucking pine tree is fine. It was fine before. Its day already came every winter of every year because it was already perfect for its environment. Your fruit is neat and all, Mx. Deciduous, but don't push your friends into being something they don't need, for someone else's approval.