

“I’ll be careful.”
A friend once pointed out to me that if you have to tell yourself this, you should stop whatever you’re doing (e.g. pouring bleach while wearing your best shirt) and reevaluate.
“I’ll be careful.”
A friend once pointed out to me that if you have to tell yourself this, you should stop whatever you’re doing (e.g. pouring bleach while wearing your best shirt) and reevaluate.
He looks like a wise old cat.
My new kitten had a terrible cold when we first got him. I’ve never heard a cat sneeze so much. We even had to wipe his nose with tissues. Glad to hear your guy is doing better!
Perfectly understandable.
It’s the principle of the thing. I’m not going to delete myself, pretend I wasn’t there for all those years. The record stands. (Except for any media posted prior to 2014, which now exists only on my personal cloud storage, I guess.)
I haven’t deleted my account - it’s 17 years old! But I also haven’t posted in a couple months other than saying I’ve moved to Mastodon. I said I’d hold on to the bitter end & I will. I’m not leaving, they’ll have to evict me.
And here I thought the problem with Cincinnati chili was its texture.
Never, ever trust the backup.