For more, kind of cute (if you like cats and don't mind their, um, quirks), it seems cats have been walking over us for 2,000 years, at least.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Otherwise known as every day for me? Yeah.
Ayup.
Indeed, I know that feeling well.
Otherwise known as every day for me?
For me, it's like I'm running around spinning a bunch of plates, and occasionally they all crash down because I've got to go take care of an inferno. And then I come back and I'm all, "Fuck these broken plates. I'll clean them up later."
I'm sorry. That feeling sucks.
Why didn't I just force myself to do it earlier? Whyyyy.
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If only they were offering a color I wore!
Ugh, you know that feeling when you've procrastinated so hard on a thing and then comes a reckoning, and you can procrastinate no more?
That feeling that I'm experiencing right now?
For me, it's like I'm running around spinning a bunch of plates, and occasionally they all crash down because I've got to go take care of an inferno. And then I come back and I'm all, "Fuck these broken plates. I'll clean them up later."
Oh, that's very good.
I mean your description, not the actual feeling/occurrence.
Honestly, if the plates fall, that's going to be the end of it. So be it!
Well, if I find myself wading through broken plates I might do something about it later.
I'm hip deep in plates.