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Kara

@spacemuffinz / spacemuffinz.tumblr.com

~ (rhymes with sara) ~ I paint on canvases and make cute things out of yarn for my etsy shop. ~(^з^)-♡ ☆.。.:*・°☆.。.:*・.°☆.。 i love surreal weird stuff. and i like to crochet and paint and play ukulele all day.

I have something I want to check, but the answer may scare me. Alright, here it goes:

Please reblog, though I'm pretty sure it's gonna be pretty conclusive regardless of sample size.

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god the way people talk to their pets

like i’m calling myself out here but i just uttered the words “you did the stretch and now the rare and powerful double pets” (two hands at once!!) to my cat without a trace of irony

like i do not believe my cat understands a word of what i am saying but he absolutely knows my voice and i think also my tone? but also all day i’m just randomly looking over at him like “good boy!” or “are you fluffy?” or singing little songs about his current fluff levels. to an animal. a wonderful animal but a creature who absolutely does not speak english and probably only vaguely is like “this creature is communicating with me” when the strange noises come from the person’s mouth

like i just think about this sometimes

i never wanted to baby talk this cat, i dislike the whole “i am a cat mom and this is my baby” thing, he is a cat, i am a person, and yet i just spend all day talking at him. while typing this he rolled over to show off his tummy and i had to restrain myself from saying “you got a tummy?” aloud. and then i did it anyway

(he is indeed in possession of a tummy)

Theres 2 types of people

Group 1: would rather starve to death than eat peas.

Group A: stfu and just swallow its just good for u I s2g its made entirely of tree moss and sunshine

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got held up on the way to work today because there was a big snake trying to sun herself on the highway right on the way out of town & the lady in the grey subaru in front of me put her warning lights on & got out to try & shoo her into the grassy sunny verge on the other roadside. & it was afternoon and busy but the logging trucks stopped & waited & the family cars stopped & waited & the long haul truckers stopped & waited for that snake to cross the road. nobody so much as honked. & when the snake was safe the road was backed up in both directions but a fellow in a pickup truck waved at me to go ahead (i was waiting to turn right onto the highway) even though he could have made me wait until the whole long line of cars passed. what i am trying to say is: there is still love in this world. what i am trying to say is: happy pride to me & to that big old bull snake who will live to see another sunrise & to every person on that highway who decided that saving her was worth five minutes of delay

Imagine that every time you asked "What time is it?", people interpreted that as you refusing to believe that time exists, and they gave you a long, angry spiel about the importance of understanding time, and they still never told you what time it is, and you were considered the one with poor communication skills.

That's what it's like to be autistic.

Remember that when an autistic person asks why a rule exists.

“As the X-date approaches, the U.S. Treasury’s cash balance has dipped below $49.5 billion. That means ‘there are 24 individuals on the Bloomberg Billionaires list who have more money than the Treasury does right now,’ per Bloomberg’s Kailey Leinz.”

My thought: This is obscene