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NotMe
@princessjemmy.bsky.social
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Hello. I'm an adult human.

Left to my own devices, I would be a borderline cat hoarder.

Was not homeschooled by a pigeon.

Offers of Pumpkin Spice Latte will be met with shotgun fire.
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Should just get it over and do this:
The last human in the universe, per Dr. Who lore.
November 11, 2025 at 2:02 AM
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Awww, he got to big kitten. ❤️❤️❤️

As much as most people swear the hardest art of kittenhood is when they’re tiny and mischievous, it really is the transition from kitten to adult. Especially when they go through a longer kittenhood. Like this doofus, who’s almost 3 and still confused about his size:
Nick “the kitten”, a grey tabby who’s almost 3 in human years, which makes him almost 24 in cat years. Either he’s having a 4th year college senior experience, or he’s firmly planted into perennial kittenhood territory.
October 27, 2025 at 5:37 PM
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Trust but verify.
A grey and white tabby chews on a catnip cigar.
October 26, 2025 at 9:08 PM
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Sugar is getting tired of your shit, Saja.

Angie (grey and white), pictured here trying to pretend Nick (grey) isn’t harassing her AGAIN, feels that feeling keenly. Little brothers are the worst.
A grey and white tabby is laying on top of a sound receiver, trying to enjoy the excess heat radiating from it. Her relaxation, however, is bring thwarted by a grey tabby is trying to “stealthily” swat at her from above. Stealthily is in quotations, because he really sucks at stealth, given that his one existing brain cell is mosquito sized.
October 20, 2025 at 4:30 PM
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Whohoo, new record being on hold with Walgreens. Now all I have to do is hope that the other old person ahead of me hangs up before they keel over.
October 9, 2025 at 11:13 PM
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Solar battery Sunday.
A classic red tabby lies stretched out on a windowsill, belly up. Boris did this a lot. He’s the reason we have joked that cats are solar powered ever since (circa 2015). However, it seems that Boris was the only one whose panels were installed on his belly.
September 28, 2025 at 9:26 PM
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Stop the presses, I have found the perfect useless appliance. It’s like an easy bake oven for grown ups!
A screenshot of a round, jumbo sized hotplate called “Pizza Girl Pink Tabletop Pizza Grill with Scraper”. I haven’t seen the copy on this webpage, but I imagine it goes something like this: “Do you have trouble heating pizzas in your oven? Do your friends refuse to eat anything when they hang out at your house? Do you look wistfully at other people’s panini grills and go: ‘I wish it was bigger, and also it made pizzas like an oven!’??? Boy, have we got the solution for you! And it comes in pepto bismol pink!”
September 26, 2025 at 5:52 PM
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I knew I had receipts for this.
A boy with ADHD puts a travel pillow on his grey tabby cat, security snap and all. Over the years, they boy has done lots of things to his cat: made him wear an origami hat, put him in harnesses, wrapped a flannel shirt around him for a photo shoot, etc. You would guess he’s the world’s most patient cat. And you would be wrong. He’s just so highly distractable. We’ve seen it soooo many times. Boy puts things on cat, cat blinks distractedly, and then seems confused by his new circumstances. 😂
September 15, 2025 at 9:05 PM
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That’s because most cats aspire to the title of snoopervisor. Our snoopervisor in chief here keeps a tight watch on her employees, and often complains when we don’t work on weekends:
Grey and white tabby in cat bed. What you don’t see: cat bed is on an ottoman next to a desk, so cat can sit there from 9-5. Every day. Even weekends. Angie takes her snoopervisor job incredibly seriously.
September 14, 2025 at 7:33 PM
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Part 3: I warned you not to test me, Duolingo. I hope you like your comfy chair in hell heated.
Another screenshot of my phone. Apparently the crying icon was gonna be default until they updated the app. But you can choose to replace it with a “hot streak” icon in your streak settings. How convenient for me that the “hot streak” icon can also double as “we always knew this would end in a fire”. Your move, Duolingo.
September 11, 2025 at 11:51 PM
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Item 1:

Duolingo, WTF?!?!?

I thought we agreed I was subscribing so the emotional manipulation would stop!
September 11, 2025 at 9:59 PM
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Yup: (they’ve been frenemies for a little over 2 years)
September 11, 2025 at 9:40 PM
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Eh, he’d get along just fine with a gremlin like this guy (see below). The problem is that Verbal is a distinguished and dapper gentleman, rather than a village idiot. He has Standards of Conduct. ™️
August 11, 2025 at 12:10 AM
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When your “cat son” decides you’re his mom shaped hammock.
A grey cat sits on a baby blue blanket held in place by a pair of knees (not pictured, obvi.) Me: “Am I just a cat hammock to you?” Nick: *blinking slowly in assent* Every. Time.
August 8, 2025 at 6:50 PM
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My cat, listening to that lecture:
A grey tabby succumbs to deadly boredom.
July 28, 2025 at 2:21 AM
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Me: “I will never be good enough to you, Apple Move… oh wait. Apparently I just need to walk 3 miles a day…”
June 29, 2025 at 9:34 PM
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Last but not least video of me apologizing to my kid twice for filming one of the floats ramping up to join the parade. I’ve never made it early enough to see that part before. #seattlepride1;1
June 29, 2025 at 9:28 PM
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Seattle Pride 2025. My ADHD would only let me walk around looking at stuff for an hour, going, shiny!!! #seattlepride
Pride dogs. Cuties, too. Kraken float Balloons!!! The Y’s parade track!
June 29, 2025 at 7:51 PM
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Killing season has started.
Picture of a leg. Two areas are circled. They are red. They are the site of multiple mosquitoes bites. This will cycle will only end with my death.
June 27, 2025 at 8:39 PM
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Mine have to be bribed with attention to look at the camera these days:
Angie takes a break from judging us all and finding us wanting. Not pictured: the paw swipes at the hand when it was removed before she declared it be gone. How dare!!!
June 27, 2025 at 7:17 PM
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I had to go get the receipts for it, because the whole saga was so goofy I had to remind myself I didn’t hallucinate it.
June 16, 2025 at 1:07 AM
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Decided to use my tween’s approach to texting. Then to add an appeal to my husband’s would be kidnappers, just to cover my bases.
Time/text of message: 15:25 “Yo, important question: if the boy is doing Minecraft with [redacted] today, what device must be used? My laptop does not have Minecraft installed. 18:32 “Please respond” [son’s favorite text when he wants something from us] “Also, if you’re someone who stole my husband’s phone, it’s just rude to not give me a heads up that he will be unable to text back” [mine] In my defense, the husband loves a logistical challenge. So of course three hours of silence from him on this is practically the equivalent of “he’s been tied up in a cabin in the woods for the past fortnight” in my estimation.
June 5, 2025 at 1:44 AM
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Part of ye olde basement Swedish death cleaning fun is finding old stuff. I present to you a side by side of my current phone (left) vs. the original iPhone (right, upside down, sadly).

I miss how tiny smartphones used to be.
On the left hand side, an iPhone14. It is massive. On the right hand side, an iPhone. No numbers. It’s the original deal that was the size of a iPod. It’s basically less than half the size of my current phone. Stupid Sasquatch-sized hands of tech bros ruin everything.
June 3, 2025 at 6:07 PM
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BFF stands for Best Feline Friend.
A ticket tabby and a grey tabby snooze together on a foam bean bag. They are facing each other, with the grey tabby wrapping his body around the ticked tabby, who’s the little spoon, so to speak. I brought Nick home because I thought Angie really needed a playmate. While not enemies, the two never hit it off. Nick and Ashley, OTH? They have played together like they’d known one another forever since day 2 of Nick escaping containment (aka, the bathroom where all our cats have quarantined before meeting the resident cats). Cat logic, I guess.
June 3, 2025 at 3:56 AM
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It’s mystifying how many people fail to realize the message that trading a fascist for another fascist isn’t an improvement, even when it’s simplified enough to be the climax of a YA novel.
A screenshot of a conversation about the Hunger Games. First skeet: “Suddenly I’m remembering the end of Hunger Games where Katniss had the sick and dying President Snow in her sights, then turned and shot the fascist woman instead. That was a cool scene.” Second skeet: “Little lapse in priorities” Third skeet: “Nope. She recognized that they were trading one fascist villain for another, and the first one was dying horribly anyway. He wasn’t going to be a continued threat like the next one. It was actually the clearest epiphany she had had about the whole situation.”
June 2, 2025 at 6:08 PM