Reminds me of the dwarf psychic that escaped from prison, i.e. a small medium at large

What’s brown and rhymes with snoop?

I prefer optimistic nihilism, such as John keats’ epitaph “Here lies one whose name was writ in water”. ashes to ashes dust to dust, the wheel in the sky keeps on turning, same as it ever was etc.

Gah, she’s so little oh my god! Maybe I’m projecting a bit from my own situation, e.g. Here’s Fiona demonstrating couch scratching technique next to the couch she scratched (unrelated scratching post in the corner).

Ah, well if it isn’t the reason we can’t have nice things reminder of the impermanence of possessions & the profound joy of companionship

I think this capacity for “productive discomfort” has an older name that feels almost out of date. It’s patience

Fuck. Most of the problems in my life seem to be addressed by the most simple and difficult things I’ve heard a thousand times, yet fail to adequately incorporate into my life (“patience is a virtue”, “drink water & eat vegetables”, “stay active” etc.)

Apex enshitification