by Mir | Aug 25, 2021 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Offspring: ecstasy and agony, What do I do all day?
I did not mean to leave you with the depressingness of Duncan’s demise for quite so long. I apologize. We had a rough week there and then gradually settled into being able to reference and talk about him fondly and without tears. It helped that Licorice has...
by Mir | Jul 16, 2021 | Oh look! Something furry!!
I don’t know how to ease into this so I won’t. Duncan is no longer undead, he’s just regular dead, now. And it feels shitty and morbid to put it like that, but I don’t think he would mind. If Duncan could’ve spoken English I like to...
by Mir | Jun 30, 2021 | Health is overrated, Oh look! Something furry!!
I swear I didn’t mean to pop in three months ago, mention I was horribly depressed, tell a story about dog poop, and then disappear again. That’s what happened, but it wasn’t intentional. My intentions are always more like “I’ll post this...
by Mir | Mar 30, 2021 | It's not a regret, it's an "experience", Oh look! Something furry!!
Hello again! Happy over-a-year-of-our-new-hellscape, and I hope you sensibly celebrated by getting takeout or something. I, apparently, decided to celebrate one year of lockdown by telling both my regular depression and my seasonal depression to hold my beer, and then...
by Mir | Jan 14, 2021 | What do I do all day?
Hello! How’s everyone holding up? How are we handling… you know… everything? Still hanging on? Good, good. Us too. Today is day 7,391 of the plague, right? My hair clippers—which I’ve had for so long I really don’t know how long...
