#jo:unscripted

"It's my 13 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳"

Let me explain just cos I really want to: reblogging from likes has allowed me to keep my reblogging content in some kind of balance i.e. there won't suddenly be an overflow of posts about just one thing in my extremely multifandom blog. I search for stuff I want to reblog from tags/blogs/dash, and if I find too many great posts I simply like those and reblog them later from likes along with stuff about other topics. No one probably even notices but it makes my brain happy.

Another possible scenario is that I'm mindlessly scrolling through my dash with zero energy to write tags (we do not reblog without tags in this house), so I just like posts and come back to them later. From my likes. It's all neat and tidy, right?

Not anymore. My likes are overflowing and it's annoying me. I've had so little energy to do anything (it's the ridiculous heat + lack of sleep) that I've just been collecting likes. Way too many likes.

As a consequence, I may have to resort to something I rarely do: I'll clean up my likes by semi-spamming my own blog at some point - or that's what it feels like from my pov. I can't properly return to business-as-usual tumblring before my likes make sense to me again. I don't make the rules, this is just who I am as a person. Anyway, you've been warned.

Thus, I'm behind on everything atm: reading, tv shows, youtube, tumblr etc etc. Whenever I have time to do something, I have no energy to think, so I usually just build stuff on Sims or watch some brains-off sitcoms on tv, like the never-ending re-runs of Friends and Big Bang Theory or something like that.

So right now the vibe of my blog is kinda like "spamming but not spamming cos it's called info-dumping since I'm reblogging random stuff I'm into en masse to share it with you but it's anyone's guess what I happen to come across during my short-ish visits on this hellsite (affectionate) so welcome aboard where are we going what are we going to see who knows not me enjoy your time here who needs punctuation anyway".

It's been about 15 years since I last had a puppy and I don't know if my dog (I should learn to say "my first dog" but it still feels weird) was a super easy puppy back then, or if I've suppressed a whole bunch of memories, or if I've simply gotten old, but damn, I did not recall a puppy being this much work. I mean, I'm exhausted. And it's only been a few days. But I love him to bits so it's all worth it (is what I tell myself when he wakes up at 6am ^^').

This little guy (currently asleep at my feet) is absolutely fearless. I've never seen a puppy like this and honestly, I'm impressed - and a little terrified thinking about how much trouble I'll be in when he hits puberty. But he's also a huge mama's boy whose preferred place for a nap is my lap.

We're obviously still getting to know each other. Of course, he's mouthy - he's only a little over eight weeks old - but I've already learnt that he throws a major tantrum when he's so tired he's only minutes away from passing out.

Life got a lot easier for both of us when he realised there are other things to do outside than just try and eat everything while I pull things like pebbles and leaves out of his mouth. E.g. running around seems to be fun - for everyone, cos afterwards he'll sleep like a log instead of trying to eat everything inside the house as well.

He might be small and fluffy but he's sassy as hell with a powerful side-eye. I've never felt so judged by such a cute cuddly creature before. 😂

It was an honour and a privilege to boop with you all.