tickledbynichols replied to your post “So my cat just jumped on my lap. And of course that’s nothing new…”
The question is though… Why is your cat in the bathroom with you? :P
Because we never close the door.
That’s what happens when you grow up in a family that never hides their naked bodies from each other. We have one bathroom and we never had any problems getting ready. While one was brushing their teeth another was on the toilet and another was taking a shower. There is no such thing as knocking on the door in our family because we don’t even bother closing it. We walk around naked in the house in front of each other without any problems. It’s just the way I was raised. And I love it.
So my cat just jumped on my lap. And of course that’s nothing new because kitties do that.
Except I was on the toilet…
You would think that teenagers would be the rudest customers when really it’s mostly old, middle-aged people.
Teens always look terrified as customers.
I am always terrified as a customer.
That is so true! Dealing with customers every day it is very noticable how young people are actually the most polite ones. They greet you and say please and thank you. While old people don’t even bother with looking at you and go straight to ordering without please and thankyous.
I don’t understand my cat crawling under the covers with this warmth. He won’t stay there probably but why even bother. Ah there he is. While I was typing this I suddenly felt him licking my arm. Hehe
My room is like an oven. I hope I can fall asleep.
I think we’re having a heatwave. Belgium’s not used to temperatures over 30 degrees. It’s nice outside now tho. A nice 25 degrees. But my room is still a few degrees higher.
Sometimes I just don’t know what I want. I wanna live near the beach so I’m thinking of looking for work and an apartement closer to the beach. Because now I live an hour’s drive away depending on which town we go to and if the traffic is good otherwise it can be an 1,5 or 2 hours. And I actually might do that. But this is just here in belgium. And one part of me wants to move to england and another part of me wants to move to austria. But I guess I should first focus on living here.
Why do I even fucking bother with straightening my hair?
All it does is take up a bunch of time and exercise and all I get is straight hair for a few hours that immediatly starts to frizz and gets worse when in contact with water so when it rains I’m fucked.
And I’m definitely not gonna waste a bunch of money on products to get the result I want. Fuck that. Nature gave me curls. I’ll just stick with those. No matter how many bad hair days they give me.
Tommy just jumped on my lap
problem is I’m not wearing any pants because I’m about to take a bath
and Tommy is lousy jumper so he always sets his nails when he jumps up on your lap