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[–] Soku@lemmy.world 2 points 17 hours ago

In real life I don't have downstairs neighbours, I live above a shop. The next door ones don't have pets. I do have a real ghost of a cat tho. Very comforting. Never seen it but it sometimes sleeps by my feet, and sometimes it bats small things around, like pushes tweezers off the table or a comb and such.

In my dream it wasn't the thought of cats in my room that freaked me. I love cats, it started like spinster's idyll. It was that little hand on my shoulder and scraggy voice what caused the panic. That raccoon yipped and snarled and resisted when I yeeted it's ass out, but never attacked or threatened me.

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 23 points 2 days ago

All the signs of becoming sentient

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 4 points 3 days ago (1 children)

Thank you, it's the sweetest!!!

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 7 points 3 days ago (3 children)

I'll take a cat sticker please, thankyouverymuch!

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 4 points 5 days ago

Beetroot is well known stool softener, in liquid and solid form. To keep regular, one should consume beetroot salad or soup once or twice a week.

 

The only connections with the real life in this dream is my bed's position next to the window and I do have a ghost of a cat.

I was in bed, lying on my side, almost falling asleep. I felt a cat hopping on the bed and settling by my feet and I happily thought: that's the ghost settling. Then I felt the second cat curling up against my back. Nice feeling but two cats all of a sudden? Then I felt the third small body leaning against my shoulder blades, letting out a screeching sigh and reached a very short hand on my shoulder. It really freaked me out, I awoke and tried to move but couldn't. Alright then, I returned into the dream to sort it out. I reached over my shoulder and grabbed that little hand. It was a raccoon. Below it were also two very fluffy gray cats, I believe nebelungs or angoras. The cats were merely annoyed by the movement and stayed in place while I hurled the raccoon out of the bed and got on my feet. The raccoon hissed and tried to hide under the sofa but I dragged it out and pushed out of the door. I went back to bed, little bugger climbed up the downstairs neighbour's conservatory and tried to jostle open the window, I had to lock it. I went downstairs and talked to the neighbours outside, one of them apologised for his cats breaking into my room but everyone's was pissed about that pushy raccoon. Apparently my downstairs neighbour has two Alsatians and a timid cat, the next door couple has a rabbit.

So many animals...

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 3 points 3 weeks ago

It's two cats. I stumbled on a meme based on this pic and the OOP commented how weird but fun it is to see the pic in the wild.

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 2 points 3 weeks ago

Had one of those electric bug zappers on the wall at work what was hooked to a wall switch. I taped it in ON position with a note 'keep on' and every once in a while some eager closer picked off the tape to switch it off along with the other ones in the row.

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 1 points 4 weeks ago

My alarm cannot be anything with a real melody or I will hum it for hours on. I use some default tune what's more of a trill, does the job. My text/email alert used to be popping the bottle cap sound, my current phone has some brrp noise close enough to a fart to make me giggle - I'm old but not mature.

As for ring tones, I used to purchase some for pocket change from the last page of the tv guide. All fun and games until all the old relatives started dropping like flies. It just doesn't feel right to get an invitation to another funeral preceded by the Scissors Sisters 'I don't feel like dancing' or Eamon's 'fuck you'. For a long time my ring tone was the old school land line ringing. From the moment I was able to choose the ring tone from my playlist it has been 'Heavy Cross' by Gossip. I feel it's suitable for all occurrences while being only mine.

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 5 points 4 weeks ago

What's wrong with pal, mate?

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 2 points 1 month ago (1 children)

Only buy items on sale if you actually use them. You can get bowling shoes 2-4-1 but if you don't bowl, what's the point? I knew a man who ordered two air guns (bb guns for Americans?) for the price of one because of savings but conveniently forgot he only has one hand so he won't shoot like ever, but c'mon, savings

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 1 points 1 month ago

Knitting is such a comforting hobby. My time killers are socks, relatively small and formulaic projects.

Patty Lions has a blog where she shows different techniques and ways to knit. There is her article about twisted stitches. Once again, for dish cloths it really doesn't matter if the stitches are twisted or not but you may find it's actually easier to knit non-twisted.

Happy knitting and cooking!

[–] Soku@lemmy.world 1 points 1 month ago (2 children)

I'm going to be such an ass because it's the wrong comm but you're twisting your stitches. On the other hand, fab colours and a dishcloth is a dishcloth.

 
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I made these a good few years back. A friend commissioned these for a present for her friend, and they were highly appreciated, for what I heard.

The pattern for the ruffles came from Pinterest, the bobble pattern I charted out on a piece of paper. Forethought thumbs, no gusset. The bows are made of lingerie lace, that's stretchy. Buttons and beads were chosen from my neverending stash and sewing them on took several hours.

For bobbles like this I learned to knit backwards without flipping the work. It's slower for me and I do like 8 stitches max but still felt more efficient than flipping the work after every 5-8 stitches.

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