---Hello and stuff I'm Morgan---
Queer non Identifying human
The blog is a mish mash of allot of stuff but cats are almost always bound to show up and that's all I can guarantee
general trigger warning I try to tag most possible triggers but I often forget so my apologies
If i do please let me know ill fix it asap
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me bidding on an ebay item more like i licked the last cookie and dare anyone else trying to take it
Hit a few Goodwills yesterday (Belated Birthday trip, with retrogradeworks ) returned with this stuff (plus a grrrreeeeeennnnn pencil box for The Child, who must have a pencil box for kindergarten, and he decreed it—along with everything else acquired for school, when at all possible—must be green, and then I managed to actually find a pristine green pencil box. So.)
I’ve kinda wanted a carpet bag sorta purse for a while, and this one—with its very-vintage heavy brass zippers and copious pockets and weirdly-still-supple vinyl and $3.99 price tag—was irresistible. Now, I need to attempt using a non-cross-body bag again (I’ve worn cross-body purses for…um…decades…because I like the convenience of slingin’ on a purse then not worrying about it.) The basket-style purse is also pretty obviously vintage, but does have a few broken bits, buuuut, for 49¢ (it was color-of-the-week), it can be strategically decorated.
Oh, hey, another pair of vaaaaaaguely witchy boots. Lookit that. And they’re Børn brand, which means they’re allllssssoooo comfort shoes. And I added arch support inserts. That’s pretty much the only way I can wear heels even this high…
Darth Vader ink pen in original tin. Wouldn’t you have?
And then we thought we were finished in one of the stores, making our way to the register, when Elly spotted a bin of plastic-wrapped cloth pieces, which we settled onto the floor and dug through for a while. Then she spotted another tub of plastic-wrapped cloth pieces…
a paranormal mockumentary show in the style of the office/parks and rec
revolving around the lives of employees at a hokey haunted mansion tourist trap that turn out to be actually hella haunted but most of its spirits are either benevolent or ineffectively malevolent
(This would go well with my “cheap sci fi stuff is shot in and around Vancouver because that’s were the actual aliens secretly are” show idea from a dream I had…)
IT HAS BEGUN
THREAT LEVEL PUMPKIN
this is literally what happens when a young adult starts working full time
I go with the theory that Luna rigged those games to drop out the pens, that that’s why they’re magical items and why it perfectly matches their colors. I’m pretty sure that A LOT of the game arcade stuff was rigged by Luna. IF THEY CAN PUT A BASE UNDER THE CROWN ARCADE, THEY CAN RIG A GAME’S PRIZES.
And I love that Usagi’s only jealous when Ami gets a pretty pen as a prize, that she wants one, too. It’s adorable and I’m so glad they kept her beating on the machine until it gave her one!
But the thing I love most of all. The thing I love most in the world.
Is that Luna put that second pen in there. You know why? Not because Usagi was good enough to get the pen herself, because Luna knows she stinks at the game. But because Luna knew that Ami was a genius and good with computers/hand-eye coordinated skills, and she knew that Ami would get her blue pen and then KNEW THAT USAGI WOULD THROW A TANTRUM TO GET ONE, TOO.
SO SHE PUT A PEN IN THERE FOR USAGI, TOO.
Fucking bless that talking cat, her life is so fucking hard sometimes, I bet.
please stop making comics about the stereotypical jock boy beating up the stereotypical nerd boy and somehow incorporating love. do not write them under posts about physical indicators of soulmates (glowing chests, names on wrists) and better yet, don’t reblog that shit when you see it!
stop living in this weird fantasy world where anyone’s secretly meant to be with their abuser forever. I can’t believe this is a text post I need to make
tonight’s tale: the Legend of the Swan Maiden and How He Got to See a Movie for Free
when I was younger I used to watch Winnie the Pooh all the time and everytime I saw pooh eating honey I was always like “mmmm that looks good” so imagine my disappointment when I saw honey for the first time. Pooh is eating like nacho cheese lookin honey he had me excited for nothing
no, bro. Pooh is eating raw, unpasteurized honey. Like this:
Oh my God. I’ve literally thought this my entire life.