peaches and cream with a touch of arsenic

Dream:

It’s the zombie apocalypse, I live in a house and find my cat bleeding.  He has been bitten by a zombie!  Robb is like “Brandi kill that cat” and I’m like “Nooo”.

All of a sudden I live in my apartment that I live in now, I take over the apartment next door which is empty ( I’m assuming due to zombie apocalypse ). 

I cover it in cages that morph into one big caged room, I put pillows on the floor and I keep my zombie cat there and feed him steak and somewhere I got falconer’s glovers so I could pet him. 

I have to point out right here that A) the availability of steak in a zombie apocalypse has not been affected and B) i havent ever seen those gloves outside of specials watched on national geographic hd.

So…yeah, my subconcious was really worried about the whole “what to do with a zombie cat” issue and now has that all sorted out, go me!

Kira needs surgery, all in all, shes going to cost more than a cheap car.

Her little 6 toed paws better come back lined in gold.

Kind of freaked myself out reading about people who are FOR euthanizing your own pet. 

I don’t know what’s worse in the comments section though, the guy who had the intricate plan of drugging up his pet, burying it, somehow piping motocycle exhaust into said grave until it died OR the lady who was mad that they vet was gonna charge her too much to euthanize her dog so she guessed she was stuck with it “til it bites the neighbor’s kid or something”.

People are really disappointing.

This isn’t a third world country ( despite our lack of hovercars ), why can’t they just figure out why my skin is in revolt? 

That’s some next level shit right there.

I’m totally diggin’ on super brooding, nazi killing, ninja spy, accent losing, foxy outfit wearing Magneto xD

I joined Nutrisystem because I can’t be responsible to feed myself.

Is it just me or do “smart phones” seem about as useful as a pile of bricks in my purse?  If the thing isn’t constantly charged, it’s dead.

Don’t even get me started on the grossness factor of touch screens.

What a waste.

Lame

RIP Jonas Bevacqua of LRG