Stitch and Tics With Fen Trash Cat

All the little pride dragons are up in the shop! I have them individually and as a repeating pattern! They make great gifts and are super cute especially on shirts and stickers.

You can check them out on my Threadless, Redbubble, and Teepublic. (Redbubble is the only one that has the repeating pattern)

Give me a minute. Gotta

do the titty test.

Today’s sea slug is Babakina anadoni, commonly known as the rainbow sea slug.

To them, the difference between selling glasses and getting a customer to sign up for contacts is like the difference between selling a video game and getting a player to get a monthly subscription.  And failing that their next big sell is for frames that cost twice to three times as much, but have little to no frame (and thus almost look like you aren’t wearing glasses at all) and are fragile as all hell (and thus are likely to break and have to be replaced).

They can’t rely solely on our prescription getting heavier or otherwise changing to the point that we have to buy a new pair every year. They want to push you to buy their product every time that you visit the optometrist and then some more in between.

You can buy prescription glasses and even prescription sunglasses online for a fraction of the cost as they will force you to pay in stores.

The only thing you need is your prescription, and your pupil distance, which you can just measure at home

Firmoo.com

Eyebuydirect.com

I forget the other ones but these are the two I've used. Firmoo always has a lot of coupons and buy one get one free deals.

If you buy them online, you can get prescription sunglasses for $30. If there's a buy one get one sale, you can get two pairs of prescription sunglasses for $30. And they don't have to be the same prescription. You but yourself prescription sunglasses for $30, and you can get somebody else a pair of prescription sunglasses for free. Or just a backup set if something happens to the first one!

Seriously!

You do not need to be spending $60 on glasses!! Buy them online!!!

beauty standards being the

most stupid ever.

Please meet Rube Goldberg.

While collecting eggs a couple of weeks ago, this egg slipped out of my hands from 5 feet up above wood, wire, and cement. Quail eggs are VERY fragile when it comes to impacts, so this egg's life flash before my eyes and time slowed down as I watched the world's most ridiculous accidental cartoon egg drop.

It somehow missed every obstacle on the way down (3 shelves) in order to land upon the side of a milk jug I had dropped the day before. It bounced off of that to a couple feet away, and hit the side of a hay bale. It bounced off of that, and somehow landed on the open lip of an empty feed back laying on the floor that I had put down under the towers to prevent the cement from sinking heat from the space. The bag gently collapsed, and rolled the pristine egg to a stop back at my feet.

I stared at it in disbelief. I took it inside and candled it- not a crack in it. So I noted the pen I got it from (CER) and scribbled "dropped?" on it. I figured SURELY it would not develop after that kind of nonsense, but when I candled at lockdown, the little thing was ready to go.

So, I stuck the egg into its own hatching bag, and sure as shit, the little fucker hatched!

The bed is compressed into a tube and I’m trying to wrangle it around to where I can actually cut it open. This is difficult because the full weight of the bed has been compressed into a tube roughly the size of my torso and I’m not exactly fit.

The man pretends he’s not watching. I know he is but I pretend too.

I start getting the scissors into the plastic and the bed starts gasping for air and puffing up at an alarming rate. It begins bursting out of its placental plastic wrapping too fast and I realize I have to turn it for it to be right way down.

The man is fully watching. Subtlety has been abandoned.

I start flopping the half full bed around and it gives a final gasp and sheds the plastic cocoon. It’s now a floppy newborn mattress which I unfairly demand stand under its own power while I pull the plastic out from under it.

The man clearly wants to help but is stymied by my dogged perseverance.

I get the plastic pulled away and have the newborn bed towering over me but facing the wrong way. The bottom is grippy so if I lay it on the boxspring they will cling together like star crossed lovers, so I begin trying to rotate it without letting it fall. It gives up on this plan and collapses backward onto the desk and one of the chairs.

The man is no longer able to ignore my absolute inability to wrangle this bed and jumps up to help.

“It ate a chair,” I inform him. We get the chair free. He is not actually as much help as I assumed he’d be, gently nudging the recalcitrant infant without managing to move it at all. I tug and shove the wayward bed into position and tell the man not to buy a bed in a box.

“Did you see the way that little girl looked at me? Kids. Little kids. They grow up believing that they can be a hero if they drive a sword into the heart of anything different. And I’m the monster? I don’t know what’s scarier. The fact that everyone in this kingdom wants to run a sword through my heart or that sometimes I just wanna let ‘em.” “We have to get you out of here. Over the wall. We won’t stop until we find some place safe, okay? We’ll go. Together. No matter what we do, we can’t change the way people see us.” “You changed the way you see me... Didn’t you?

New sticker+sale alert! It's my birthday tomorrow so on top of all these new stickers being released, I'm holding my biggest sale of the year, 15% off from June 1-3. Get all your goodies now while the sale lasts ^^ ✨Shop Link✨