Hikaru's Playground!

March 2010 this pretty little man joined my family. Vet thought he might be as old as three. He was so shy; came as a rescue from a home that was cruel.

Castiel moved with me and my now wife across several states, and i love him.

What a beautiful boy he is.

But 16 years is a long time to have a cat in your life, especially when he wasn't a kitten to start with.

Im probably gonna keep spamming pictures of my precious boy for a little bit. He's gotten so old. He's on special food and gets shots once a month to keep him spry. But he's slowing down lately.

Kiki was such a nervous little kitty when she joined our family. But through the years they're friends when they think no one is looking

When he wanted attention, cas would bring us his toys. Somewhere along the way he taught kiki this trick. Kinda. She doesn't quite understand the toy part. Instead she brings us socks (clean and paired, ready to wear). She also mimics his deep cry when she does

We get one more night with my little man.

Enjoying the morning sun. We went on a little walk to the neighbor's porch and back, and then rested in the sun for a while

Irl under cut.

Tl;Dr. I miss my cuddle buddy so i drew the boys cuddling (with wings!) and getting the good night sleep that's evading me right now.

And it pissed me off so badly that I spent the ENTIRE WORK DAY today compiling evidence from every project my team has ever done for her, pulling past emails she’d sent us, putting together an entire case proving that she had been the problem all along. That she got projects mixed up, that she’d made requests that were nonsensical, literally everything you could possibly imagine. Screenshots of emails, reports we’d submitted, EVERYTHING.

This woman in particular has been terrorizing my team for years, her name is almost a slur in my office, I had simply had ENOUGH of her.

I put all of this evidence together and sent it to all of my bosses at 4:30pm. Then I took a long break to eat a sweet treat and drink some tea.

After my break, my bosses all called in an emergency meeting with me and they said they read my report and fucking loved it. And I sat on a teams call with my boss’ boss as she wrote my nemesis the scathing email I had always fantasized about sending, using the evidence I’d compiled, and hit send.

One of my friends in high school changed his named as soon as he turned 18, so that the ethnic name his family gave him was finally the name reflected on all of his paperwork. He told me that he understood why his parents had given him an “English” name, but that he felt that if he needed to assimilate in order to succeed, then that was a type of success that he didn’t want.

When I was on my way home from the courthouse after changing my own name, I got into a conversation with my rideshare driver, who was extremely interested once I told him what I was in court for, and wanted to know how I’d done it, how much it cost, was it difficult, etc. It turned out that his girlfriend had chosen the name “Yo-yo” when she came to the United States, unaware of how rare that was as a name, and that she was frequently made fun of because of it. Neither one of them had realized that a name change was so easy, and he told me he was excited to let her know that she had options.

There was an intern at a summer job I had once, who changed her name to be the same name, but a different spelling. She said that she had no idea why her parents had spelled her name so oddly to begin with, and suspected that it was just an honest mistake either by them or by some nurse, but it had been a headache for her entire life, and it was a huge relief to not need to be correcting people’s spelling on important documents anymore.

One of my exes legally changed his name to have an exclamation point, because he liked to sign his name with an exclamation point.

How did planning that guest list go??

Newt: Hmm... my old witchfinder sergeant and his flatmate can come

Anathema: and the guys that hit me with their fucking car of course