I miss my apartment with steps down to the river walk.

These two were disappointed that my applesauce squeezie wasn’t a churru, but they’re now sleeping it off.

I like how the heavy winds made my door look like it’s opening the next stage in a winter fairy tale.

Normal breakfast, early supper, sneaky third meal after?
I see you, kitten.

I didn’t see who posted this. I was about to steal it to show you.

There’s no sliver of hope left for the future.

I believe that is the first time those two adjectives have described any of my behaviour, so thank you!

I have a thread in a private group chat titled “Asdis’ bullshit thoughts that at one time would have been tweets” and I get all my post jonesing out there. Highly recommend.

“There’s your answer, FishBulb.”

Nope. Heavy metals also don’t cause autism.