

I thought of “Prisoner Zero has escaped.”
I thought of “Prisoner Zero has escaped.”
Indeed, it is always wise to be a hoopy frood.
Sorry, it didn’t occur to me that that might be a problem. Yeah, cysts of any kind are pretty gross. Pilonidal cysts are near the butthole, so grossness is not reduced. Unless you have an interest in such things, I agree, don’t look them up.
Back when bash.org was functional, there was a quote that went basically like this:
“Sex in space sounds epic.”
“You need to have regular sex before you can be choosy.”
This isn’t any kind of commentary on you, I just miss bash.org and the replacements that have popped up since are challenging to search.
edit: accommodating markdown.
I far prefer it when someone refers to themselves as the parent of a pet over when someone refers to the pet as a kid.
Ideally neither, but one is less off-putting than the other, IMHO.
My first three surgeries were for the removal of a pilonidal cyst. According to the doctor who operated in my tailbone, this and similar events are common causes of panic.
It’s concerning that all of those words are past tense.
It’s kind of amazing (no pun intended). For a very long time, you could track her throughout the house by her snorting / wheezing - she was on par with my fifty+ pound dog in terms of snoring noises.
We thought it was because of allergies and hoped it would disappear when we moved hundreds of miles away from the theorized allergens, but nothing really changed. Recently, we took her to the vet for her swollen ear and they prescribed antibiotics (and some other stuff). Since then, in a matter of two or three weeks, her wheezing has almost disappeared.
We thought that the vet wouldn’t help much because we thought the cause was allergies, but I wish we’d taken her earlier. She’s clearly breathing so much more freely now.
Her ear injury appears to be largely cosmetic, so I don’t think it’s hurting her, but I’m glad someone professional looked at it.
Or, to go on a tangent from all of the above, I agree: get well soon, Maze.
As I read this, I had on a YouTube video of the Game Grumps playing the children’s game apparently entitled Freddi Fish and the Missing Kelp Seeds. About five minutes in, they face a series of arithmetic questions and Dan, faced with providing an answer, says “panicking.”
That is certainly inappropriate, but does explain 2/3 of your username.
Fair enough, thank you for the reassurance.
Aren’t most cats lactose intolerant?
I tried to verify this with a web search, but only got an AI response and many ad-laden sites. The best result I got was this one but I don’t know if dailypaws can be trusted.
edit: Beautiful cat, though!
Huh.
Going back to the “being friends” thing, I think you and I could be friends due to applying qualities to numbers; but I think it might be challenging because I find 7 and 8 to be two of the best. They’re quirky, but interesting.
Thank you for the insight.
The 7 times table is unfriendly?
I love 7 timeses. If numbers were sentient, I think I could be friends with 7.
Now it’s out forever.
My town had a “Video Tonight” and we were allowed one rental per week, leading to the following regular exchange:
“Want to go to Video Tonight?”
“No, I’d rather wait until tomorrow.”
It’s not irrational at all. Falling from heights hurts. I’m afraid of being hurt (including from heights). It makes perfect sense.