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Curious to know how you get on with the Nymphes. I got a Typhon back in July but I’ve barely had time to use it (sounds great, though!). I kind of tossed a coin to choose which one to get.

I guess I never introduced our new cat to watmm. This is going to be a long ass post, sorry. Skip to the end for a pic. He’s been living with us since about July of 2022. He was a stray before that, maybe a bit under a year old, living out of a restaurant dumpster behind our old apartment building. It took me a few months to build up some trust with him outside, and we started feeding him near our front door until he came around regularly. Eventually he’d hang out there and wait for us to come out and give him pets. He was filthy and covered in fleas and a bit malnourished from eating scraps of naan or whatever from the dumpster. He seemed to like us, but our idiot upstairs neighbors would chase him away. One night he came by and we noticed his nose was injured, like someone had taken a lighter or lit cigarette to it. Still have no idea. We went outside with a cat carrier and he walked right in to it. We took him to the emergency after hours vet, and they treated him and told us he would clearly be microchipped and that they would need to contact his owners. They didn’t seem to believe we hadn’t just stolen him. By appearances he’s a pure Siamese. Of course, he had no chip. I’d been searching for posts about missing cats fitting his description for months. We told the vet we’d take responsibility for him. He got cleaned up, came home and quarantined in our bathroom for some days while the deworming pills etc ran their course. Once he came out he sat right in my lap and looked so happy. A year and a half later and he’ll still sit in our laps all day if we don’t move. He’ll skip food and litter box breaks just to sit with us. We have to remind him. That first night we left the bedroom door open and he waltzed right in as soon as we got in bed and slept through the night next to my wife and me. He’s done that every night since. He started showing up right around when our old Teddy’s health started turning and he was showing signs of old age. Before we brought the new guy in, Teddy used to stare at him through the frosted glass by our front door like he was in love. As soon as the new cat came in and Teddy realized it was a boy he lost all interested. They never got super close but they tolerated each other. Actually no, the new cat, Hammie (I didn’t name either of them, I swear) loved Teddy, it just wasn’t reciprocated too much. But he was tolerated and Teddy would occasionally let Hammie sleep on his special cat bed during the day, but only when Hammie was feeling down, which happens whenever it’s rainy out for some reason. Anyway, having Hammie with us while Teddy transitioned out of this world has been an immeasurable source of comfort. They have very different personalities, which somehow makes this easier, like Hammie isn’t a replacement so much as just a Hammie, you know? TLDR, here’s some pictures from before he lived with us and after.

pizza contains snek? oh no

Spermaids edit: wait no

Stepmother!

DJ Having Trouble Searching WATMM To See If I Already Suggested this DJ Name

MY LIFESTYLE DETERMINES MY DEATHSTYLE

I was in Paris about a year ago and everyone was honestly friendly and welcoming and it sucked coming home to LA.

DJ Dat Boi

I’m coming to the sad realization that I have an atypically good and intuitive musical imagination— whole ass compositions sounding out in my mind all day long with very little conscious effort— and basically zero skill, or maybe even negative skill somehow, with transferring any of that into something that anyone else can hear, or even something I can hear in a repeatable way. It’s like I have some Dark Half, partially absorbed twin in my head, and that dude would have been IDM as fuck, and but I’m just a fucking musical moron who mostly ate him in the womb. I forgot where I was going with this. Oh yeah: realizing you can’t even get your own mom to listen to your album for free is a pretty good anti-gas pill.

I had to say goodbye to my Teddy today. He was the best boy, with the loudest purr and the heart of a lion. He has had so many health issues over the years, but he was the bravest creature I’ve ever met. Last night he seemed to tell us he was done fighting the odds and ready to rest. I will love him and miss him forever. Here’s a picture of him from 13 years ago today. It’s the first picture I have of him, and it was the first time he started getting cuddly with me.

“Weird” has just been handed a new set of parameters.

I’m old now and not sure if I can trust my critical faculties any more. Is ae live relevant? Being unsure, I bribed a gen z person, who called themself Kayden-Ligma, and made them listen to Athens in a small room. I watched them from a corner, not breaking eye contact the whole time to ensure that they were not distracted by the TikTok. At the end they just said “yeah bro it’s bussin.” I don’t know how to interpret that.

After thinking about it forever I now own a Dreadbox Typhon. Sounds lush tbqh

A Hard Day’s Night

Backdraft

No Hard Feelings

Get Out

I think it’s the same guy, an alias I guess. For, like, speaking engagements about crypto or fad diets or something.

World is cancel ’no’

I have heard that John Peel was a close friend of Dr. Jatevee C. Gaekwad

Saving the world from what? Chemtrails?

Gotta be House of Leaves

DJ Jazzband

DJ sorry, I only check dms on my OF