August 13th, 2016

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SPOILERS: Spoilers for Cursed Child under the cut

Non-spoilery note: These reaction posts aren't meant to be "deep"; they're just my squeeing/not squeeing as I read to Shog.

Non-spoilery, unpopular opinion: I am (only three scenes in) enjoying reading the play. I am reading aloud to Shog, so it will take some time to get through the play; Shog has limited patience and interest in it as he's an Epilogue? what Epilogue? man.

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Now I know why Shog hasn't wanted me to go downstairs to the basement; his neglect of the cat boxes has become the neglect of most of the basement. It is bad, so bad that my shriek of dismay, which carried with it not a little bit of rage, scared him half to death.

I will see to it that he meets a full death if the basement isn't, as he's just promised, completely cleaned by tomorrow evening.


I'm going to have to find a cleaner immediately. I just can't do everything by myself.
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SPOILERS: Spoilers for Cursed Child under the cut, III

Shog appears to have been so appalled by something that he's taken refuge in Harry Potter dad jokes, so I thought I'd make another response post. Collapse )

P.S. These are the dad jokes Shog's making up to amuse/distract himself:

  • If Harry Potter had bad grammar at Christmas, he would be the boy who gived.

  • If Harry Potter went to prison and killed someone with an improvised knife, he would be the boy who shivved.

  • If Harry Potter played a 4X video game, he would be the boy who civ'ed.

  • If Harry Potter made pasta, he would be the boy who sieved.

  • If Harry Potter became a Catholic priest, he would be the boy who shrivved.

*rolls eyes*
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Shog-sent links & question

"This is the kind of stuff that makes news in a small town." WS story involving a man's equipment. Funny.

Not Safe for Hearts: Poutine pie—Shog wants to try this. I do not.

One morning at the market. Warning for naked carrots. WS for people.

How was the weather for everyone, today? It felt to me as if stepping outside was stepping into simmering water. I'm really glad that I didn't have anywhere else to be after the farmers' market. *prays to weather gods for a break*

I'm prepared to make sacrifices for cooler, dryer air. What do you think the weather gods would accept?