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learning to live with it
Aug. 29th, 2016 11:39 pmShae is just Shae. Or maybe her name is spelled Shay or even Shai. I know someone who pronounced her name like Shai but it was spelled Shea; unless she leapt approximately ten years through time, this is not the same person. Anyway, she likes making art from melted crayons and watercoloring abstract backgrounds with quotes she likes, though she says she can't draw faces if her life depended on it, only stick figures. The artworks she did are stuck in Facebook's walled garden.
One of the raccoons was rolling around in a tube and the other one was playing with a stick. The eight outside raccoons are leaving us Saturday, which seems early to me. There are three smaller raccoons in isolation.
She had a dog named Boo (she was 5 at the time) because he had a white splotch on his forehead that looked like a ghost.
She says the kids she babysits are mistaken for related. I can kind of see it. She doesn't notice eye color which is why I brought up art in the first place. Her mouth is a lot bigger than theirs, though.
We heard cicadas as I was introducing them to the goats. I quoted someone's tumblr wondering how long it took before they realized that cicadas were making those noises and it wasn't just the trees singing because they do that every summer.
Then I wondered if there are cicadas in the old world. Of course there are, every single piece of Japanese media set during the summertime has cicada song in it.
We saw a red dragonfly and a bunch of dragonflies overhead. I have no idea how many dragonflies in a literal ton but I do know what 50 pounds of quarters is and we have no idea why anyone would take any of the other prizes. Maybe the 50 video games. But definitely not any of the other prizes.
We have thirty tadpoles living in the vernal pool upstairs. Some of them have their hind legs, a few of them even have forelegs.
We got a new washing machine and no matter what Breitbart says, we are definitely happier now that we have it. Seriously, I am in more disbelief about Breitbart's recent article about uninventing things like washing machines and dishwashers to make women happier than I am about the old washing machine still working after all this time. Jacob is in disbelief that it's the newer washing machine that breaks down.
Kaitlyn has three ferrets: Tank because he's huge, Francois because he's always sticking his head up, and Josie because Josie.
It's not just me; Tiffany normally wears medium gloves. I find even these large ones tight. They need Lana Kane-sized gloves.
Tiffany was giving the raccoons large chunks of rat and rat testicles to eat because they'll have to learn to pick apart large things once they're in the wild next week. She removed the balls in two seconds and jokingly wondered why it takes so long to do a castration. Spoiler alert: it's so they don't bleed to death out of the hole where their balls used to be.
Burning Question: I mean, is Donald Trump's clothing line producing medical gloves now?
One of the raccoons was rolling around in a tube and the other one was playing with a stick. The eight outside raccoons are leaving us Saturday, which seems early to me. There are three smaller raccoons in isolation.
She had a dog named Boo (she was 5 at the time) because he had a white splotch on his forehead that looked like a ghost.
She says the kids she babysits are mistaken for related. I can kind of see it. She doesn't notice eye color which is why I brought up art in the first place. Her mouth is a lot bigger than theirs, though.
We heard cicadas as I was introducing them to the goats. I quoted someone's tumblr wondering how long it took before they realized that cicadas were making those noises and it wasn't just the trees singing because they do that every summer.
Then I wondered if there are cicadas in the old world. Of course there are, every single piece of Japanese media set during the summertime has cicada song in it.
We saw a red dragonfly and a bunch of dragonflies overhead. I have no idea how many dragonflies in a literal ton but I do know what 50 pounds of quarters is and we have no idea why anyone would take any of the other prizes. Maybe the 50 video games. But definitely not any of the other prizes.
We have thirty tadpoles living in the vernal pool upstairs. Some of them have their hind legs, a few of them even have forelegs.
We got a new washing machine and no matter what Breitbart says, we are definitely happier now that we have it. Seriously, I am in more disbelief about Breitbart's recent article about uninventing things like washing machines and dishwashers to make women happier than I am about the old washing machine still working after all this time. Jacob is in disbelief that it's the newer washing machine that breaks down.
Kaitlyn has three ferrets: Tank because he's huge, Francois because he's always sticking his head up, and Josie because Josie.
It's not just me; Tiffany normally wears medium gloves. I find even these large ones tight. They need Lana Kane-sized gloves.
Tiffany was giving the raccoons large chunks of rat and rat testicles to eat because they'll have to learn to pick apart large things once they're in the wild next week. She removed the balls in two seconds and jokingly wondered why it takes so long to do a castration. Spoiler alert: it's so they don't bleed to death out of the hole where their balls used to be.
Burning Question: I mean, is Donald Trump's clothing line producing medical gloves now?
