But I love Lambchop!
It is a horrible earworm, very true.
Edit - Aww, not the Lambchop version.
But I love Lambchop!
It is a horrible earworm, very true.
Edit - Aww, not the Lambchop version.
I make cookies or canned jams, jellies, candied jalapeños. Edible so they will not clutter forever.
Everything that has yarn.
Yarn just seems to take over a home everywhere I’ve seen it.
Yes? She loves and dotes on her cats! Of course I am.
A fancy house cat of a nice middle aged middle class white woman.
Okay, my mother’s cats. She pampers them a lot.
Various convention floors. Mother would take me to her various fiber arts things, I’d get tired, I’d sleep under a table with my coat on me, or wrapped around my arms.
I’d explode if I slept on the floor these days.
I saw two packages of frozen food in the toiletry aisle when shopping with my sibling who works there and they just sighed and said it’s not the worst they’ve seen.
For me, it’s audio in the background that I can interact with if I want.
Sometimes the people are funny too, but it’s not like my first monitor. Streams are a second monitor thing, with me doing something on the main. Reading, gaming, writing.
Also sometimes I’ll watch the various leagues to see people do games I’d hate to play do really really well at it.
A Girls World.
Back in the 2000s, a place for young girls. Articles, recipes, I think games? I edited articles for a bit. I use to be able to directly connect where I’d been online to there, in the sense of, “banner on website suggested this website and talked to people there which lead to this and then that and now to here” but my memory is bad now so I can’t.
If it still exists I doubt it’s anything like the original.
Dwarf Fortress Adventurer Mode. I was a jaguar woman. Mostly a vomiting jaguar woman, as I was shot in the gut by a rude human.
Money? A job. My cat to be alive again.
Actual likely items, probably one game from steam that sibling buys me.
Ahh, what a difference! I love mods, I’ve modded both Stardew Valley and Darkest Dungeon quite a bit. I also like them unmodded. One never has to mod so it feels weird to hate it.
I think the chickens just…appear in homes after a certain amount of years.
It’s how they spread. Like spores.
The two packs of Pokémon cards somewhere deep in the house. Otherwise maybe some of those weird glass chickens that roost inside the oven hood cabinet and stare down at me.
I haven’t had any kfc recently, because the last time I did it just sat in my stomach so terribly. I remember it being okay in the 00s, so I was surprised it felt so bad. Other chicken places didn’t do this so eurgh.
My first glasses, when I was a kid and plastics just only came out but not thin yet, were very very thick. These days they’re reasonable but still thick compared to other people glasses it seems. Or people seem to think they’re very thick, but my brain always goes “wellll not compared to my first set!”
Heavily modded Stardew Valley with sibling. Also got uhh…a new game about battling monsters and cooking them and the name escapes me entirely right now. It’s fun though.
In board games, we’ve been playing Betrayal Legacy when it’s the three of us, or Space Hulk when just two.
Heaven’s Vault! Several times, because each new game plus adds new words so you just learn more!
Me and sibling are playing it again, and the very first chest I found in the skull caverns was an auto petter, we went off when I found out! I wish your wife all the luck finding many auto petters!
The year we all got the flu, probably, and threw up homemade tiramisu.
But it was only that. We don’t celebrate the holidays that heavily, me being Jewish. The most this year will be I’ll make the three of us some Cornish game hens as a treat.