Shoot the Wall (A.K.A. The Rant Thread)

[Carol the Dabbler]

They have sachet (wet) food and dry. I think they're just being s0ds.  :/ If I only had one it probably wouldn't be seem so bad, I think it's just because I have three it feels like I'm constantly cleaning up spewage.

I had to check Google images to be sure we were talking about the same thing, but from what I've read, sachet cat food (which we call semi-moist over here) is even harder on a cat's digestive tract than dry (due to the ingredients that keep it moist-ish).  The only advantage (to the cat) that I'm aware of is that sometimes when a cat is having trouble swallowing food, the semi-moist is easier for them.  (We kept one cat going a few weeks longer that way.)

 

But if you want to give your cats a change from dry food, then canned (I guess you call it tinned) food is generally considered the way to go.

 

Roughly how often are your cats throwing up?

[Arcadia]

I don't remember cats throwing up when I was a kid either, Toby, but I think you're right ... it's because they were out more than in. (I remember when it used to be a thing in stories ... the last thing you did at night was make sure the cat was out.)
 
Pseud, sure sounds like hairballs to me. It became a very serious problem for one of my kitkats, you might want to be a little proactive and give them hairball medication. According to my vet, if they don't need it, it's not going to hurt them. A couple of weeks of it fixed my kitty right up; for awhile. Then I'd have to start her on it again. She always was a delicate little thing.

 

Administering it is not so fun, I'm afraid. Although I had another kitty who loved the taste of it, he was busy licking it up before I even finished getting it out of the tube. He'd beg for more. :d

[Pseudonym]

They won't eat tinned food, they only eat one brands sachet food, anything else they turn their noses up at. 

 

I don't think it's any serious problem, it's just they are mostly indoors (they have a small outside patch but it's enclosed), and two of them are Persian crosses so super fluffy. They are all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed so to speak, no obvious health issues. I might have a look about for more anti-hairball things though.

[Pseudonym]

To me a sign of true horror is when a spider is so large you hear it land on the floor the way I just did.  :o

[Artemis]

Ewwwwwwwwwwww!

 

I learned recently that some spiders make groaning sounds like zombies.

 

 

[Arcadia]

Oh god, now I'm afraid to go upstairs where it's dark. Think I'll just sleep on the kitchen table tonite.....

[Van Buren Supernova]

Ewwwwwwwwwwww!

 

I learned recently that some spiders make groaning sounds like zombies.

 

W...wha...whattttt???

I'm okay with spiders. But groaning sounds??!?

 

 

Oh god, now I'm afraid to go upstairs where it's dark. Think I'll just sleep on the kitchen table tonite.....

Oh hohoho, if you think kitchen table is safe...

[Pseudonym]

Groaning spiders?! Great, so now you don't know if what is lurking behind the door is a spider or a zombie. And I don't know which is worse. 

 

I saw a really gross documentary on 'glitter spiders' the other day, which I wish I could unsee. 

[Artemis]

Lol!  Well it's not usually audible to the human ear, it has to be amplified to be heard.

 

 

[Pseudonym]

Ahhhhh, that makes much more sense. I was imagining being in bed and hearing it coming up the stairs, the groaning getting louder with each step. 

[Van Buren Supernova]

Good god, you have a way to make it worse!

Although I have a bit of time to find it funny. Spider's step! Sounds more like tap dance then :p

[Pseudonym]

Yup, being in bed and hearing tap dancing and groaning coming up the stairs. Is it a spider or a zombie Fred Astaire?

[kimber8ada]

I had a cat with hairball problems and bought hairball formula dry food to mix with the regular and it worked great. Both foods were dry so that may not work for your picky eaters, but there are options out there.

[Pseudonym]

I think I've seen cat treats that are anti hair ball and I'm sure they'd wolf those down, I would imagine it would take a lot to have any effect though.

 

I just got burnt on the neck by the buckle on my dungarees. We have more sun so I snuck out to sit on the office step, but the metal bits on my dungarees appear to have gone the temperature of the surface of the sun. Yowch.

[Carol the Dabbler]

I just got burnt on the neck by the buckle on my dungarees.

 

What sort of yoga pose were you practicing?

[Pseudonym]

I was practising 'girl in the sun.' :D It was the slidey shoulder buckle. Is that a buckle?

[Carol the Dabbler]

Oh, you were wearing bib overalls, and one of the strap adjustment thingies burnt you.  I get it.  (And yes, that is the technical term, "thingie.")  When people say dungarees here, they generally mean regular blue jeans, so I assumed you were referring to your belt buckle.

[Shadow Dweller]

I am honestly confused about. why people who have deep-seated need to be constantly coddled / being taken care of often attracted to me like moths to flame. They would try to appeal to my 'maternal instinct' but of course soon find out that instead of netting a Florence Nightingale type they got someone who have very little sympathy to their largely self-created dramas. Even stranger still, some of these people even after getting burned for the first time choose to come back later in the future and try the same thing albeit with different tactics.

 

These people usually self-identified with Molly Hooper. Since when the shy and clumsy pathologist of the SHERLOCK-verse is an emotional-leech who. try to use other people as crutch?!

[Arcadia]

Ahhhhh, that makes much more sense. I was imagining being in bed and hearing it coming up the stairs, the groaning getting louder with each step.

 

Yes, it makes more sense, but now I'm imagining a large spider creeping up on me and me not able to hear it coming......

 

 

Oh, you were wearing bib overalls, and one of the strap adjustment thingies burnt you.  I get it.  (And yes, that is the technical term, "thingie.")  When people say dungarees here, they generally mean regular blue jeans, so I assumed you were referring to your belt buckle.

 

I'm glad you explained that, because for the life of me I couldn't figure out how you got from dungarees to yoga pose. 'Cause around here, dungarees usually means bib overalls!

[T.o.b.y]

I am honestly confused about. why people who have deep-seated need to be constantly coddled / being taken care of often attracted to me like moths to flame. They would try to appeal to my 'maternal instinct' but of course soon find out that instead of netting a Florence Nightingale type they got someone who have very little sympathy to their largely self-created dramas. Even stranger still, some of these people even after getting burned for the first time choose to come back later in the future and try the same thing albeit with different tactics.

 

These people usually self-identified with Molly Hooper. Since when the shy and clumsy pathologist of the SHERLOCK-verse is an emotional-leech who. try to use other people as crutch?!

I would say Molly is quite the opposite. She strikes me as more the type who becomes a crutch for other people but deals with most of her own problems alone.

[Pseudonym]

It's interesting how some people tend to attract a certain type of other people. Once of my friends always attracted friendly nutters in pubs. Always. And I don't know why because my friend didn't look particularly open or friendly himself, there was no obvious reason he seemed to draw them in. 

 

I attract people who think that following me around in a creepy low-key stalker fashion is an excellent seduction technique. 

 

[Shadow Dweller]

 

I am honestly confused about. why people who have deep-seated need to be constantly coddled / being taken care of often attracted to me like moths to flame. They would try to appeal to my 'maternal instinct' but of course soon find out that instead of netting a Florence Nightingale type they got someone who have very little sympathy to their largely self-created dramas. Even stranger still, some of these people even after getting burned for the first time choose to come back later in the future and try the same thing albeit with different tactics.

 

These people usually self-identified with Molly Hooper. Since when the shy and clumsy pathologist of the SHERLOCK-verse is an emotional-leech who. try to use other people as crutch?!

I would say Molly is quite the opposite. She strikes me as more the type who becomes a crutch for other people but deals with most of her own problems alone.

 

 

Exactly. Those people probably confusing her demeanour and general appearance as signs of a dependant character and latched to that image. Shows that our perception can warp reality if it suits our need, on this case is a representation of their self-image.

 

I am still confused why and would like to change what is it that make these people become attracted to me on the first place.  -_-

[Arcadia]

Maybe they see you as self-confident and/or competent, and they are drawn to that? Hoping it will rub off, or something. I think being around confident people can be very reassuring to those who aren't.

[Van Buren Supernova]

But if they try the 'rub off' method they should try more to imitate or learn from the confident behavior instead of being clingy and whiny.
Or maybe because they actually can't stand of those clingy and whiny as well so they look for confident personality instead of hanging out with their own. :P

 

 
 
I have a mother of all rant, and actually don't feel like telling is as it actually bothers me, and things like that I normally keep it for myself. But it's actually simple enough so that I probably want to get other perspectives on that.
 
So I told you guys about my abandon haunted house look, and annoying neighbor who sometimes think they have the right to park outside my fence just because I don't have car.
Okay, my garden is messy, but to me, my garden's fence area is the best thing to see in that cluster. I have colorful flowering plants I handpicked because this particular plants have a lot of color variety and I had mixed them. Lately I feel very happy to look at because they are all in bloom and it covers up my fence nicely. It's pleasant in the eye and doesn't disturb the neighbors whatsoever. We all have small patches outside fence/wall before the small street and everyone have plants. 
So, get it, I do have messy garden but that is inside. The best part, outside the fence, is this nice flowering colorful blooms at its best. This plant sheds their leaves, like others, but not too much and lately I noticed someone swept the area below the fence. Since one of the neighbor's daily helper always park her motorbike next to my fence (which I don't mind because it's not disruptive and that is the only shady area) I can't really clean up the leaf droppings when the bike is around and I thought the parker helped me to clean it out of gesture of free space.
 
Few months ago, I have new neighbor right in front of the house, after almost one and a half years of noisy and dusty construction. Beside parking in front of my fence, which I gave friendly sarcastic warning to, they are fine. I actually never seen the actual owner but driver and helper. I also notice one time, one of my plant at the edge of the fence was being hacked off. Okay, that plant grows very fast, and I also trim it quite regularly. So eventhough it's being hacked off on the side without gardening aesthetic purpose, I didn't really mind as they grow up vertically and mingle well.
So yesterday, I went back after early morning beach walk, I found my colorful plant being hacked off clean, everything outside the fence. All the bloom, all the sticking out parts that integrate with the external part of the fence were hacked off, bald. What is left are the sad potted plants below the fence and almost naked fence because the blooming somehow only happen outside from the sticking out limbs.
 
I was furious and knocked on my next door neighbor thinking it's the helper who took the liberty, then the driver opposite my house showed up. I asked whether he was the one who hacked it and he acknowledged proudly, as if he was waiting for compliment.
I flew off my handle and asked why on earth he did that. Apparently he was merely 'do some cleaning around from his boss's instructions'. And I was seething and furious, and wouldn't let the matter go because as I stood there, the anger was getting worse the more he tried to still justify what he did. Of course I wouldn't let him have it. That plant to that condition need at least one and a half year to grow. I had waited for a freaking long time and just lately I feel happy about it and about to take out some cover I have inside (that is now very visible again because of bald fence). This is the garden me and my mom built together and I was just about to proudly want to show her for her upcoming visit. And above all those, who the eff go around hacking people's bloom that is obviously in my property space and obviously I'm growing it without permission and think it's an improvement??? Now all they see is bald fence and surprise! My messy inner garden and my butt if I decide to go on a streak. So he said, next time he wouldn't do that again if cleaning around is not what I want. Hacking plants, clean up to the fence, violated my garden area and killing one and half year work is not frigging cleaning. He was apologetic but kept on trying to justify or even say words like it will grow back soon enough, well it won't. Maybe if I shove those prickly twigs up his... His 'reasoning'  is actually the fuel of my anger. Never try to bullshit to cover your stupidity because it only makes it worse and make me angrier. When I counter whatever he said, he always went back to say he only followed order bla bla. So I marched to the house a couple feet away and demanded to see his boss, whichever idiot gave the order and whether he/she thinks that the order had been fulfilled like what they want, because I have extra prickly twigs for them too.
 
Surprise, they were not around, although when I first asked to see them, the driver went in instantly. But instead of fetching the boss, the helper came out and unless she was an Oscar worthy actress, her face dropped when she saw the fence.
 
There was nothing I could do, so after making a few upset points, I kind of slamming the fence gate and went inside to take care of my dog, who was waiting patiently on my bike. But I was getting more and more upset actually, when I heard knocking on my fence. I suppose the owner was gathering courage, or felt the need to doll up, and the helper who was coming along, had explained the situation because there is no way she was not in the house and appeared in such a short time. She is quite a young woman, and upon seeing me walked out she straightaway apologized. To her credit, she didn't try to justify what she had done and gave stupid excuses but kept saying sorry and asking me how to make it up. Maybe by (rich people syndrome) asking her driver to come and water them every day? (oh you have super water?) and, okay, I don't make this up, make fun of me all you want because I would do the same (but I'm really upset) she actually offered to buy me cake. What!!?! Lady, I like cake, but that is not going to replace one and a half year waste of effort. Anyway, okay, whatever her shabby effort to fix this with her privileges, which I turned down to get rid of her off my fence quick enough, I felt less pissed because she looked genuinely guilty and again, to her credit, she took responsibilities. Also, there is nothing that could be done since the damage is done, and that was what I told her. Seriously I was so pissed that it crossed my mind to report them to the some kind of resident authority because it's very well vandalism (but I would not do that because I'm not that kind of person), but there is really nothing you can do to make me feel better so that you could feel better too, but knowing what you did is frigging idiotic is already the best and you had done that. Didn't feel like engaging any conversation any more but I shook her hand when she offered me. Although I couldn't force out a smile, I indicate what is done, is done. So stop feeling bad (wait no, see the bald fence and feel bad forever) but face it that not everything can be fixed once you ruin it and don't treat everywhere like your own playground. I don't even know if the plants will recover because eventhough the root and main parts are inside, the plants was butchered so bad that I wouldn't be surprised if it's too hard to recover.
 
So for one and half year later, every single day I'll feel pissed whenever I pass my fence. In fact, I tried to go home late when it's dark on Saturday and holed myself inside on Sunday just that I didn't see it.
 
So do I put too much upset into this..

[Shadow Dweller]

That is tragic... self-confidence came from our inner self, it will never rub to you just because you are around someone who have it. Unless... the same thing like group mentality, they became brave when in group. Hmmm... evil idea came... maybe I could use this phenomenon to form a cult dedicated to SHERLOCK the series (another one from who knows how many already exist out there) XD