I’ve thought for a long time about getting a bluebird on my shoulderblade!
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Guides to the Myers-Briggs personality types. You can almost decode anyone’s preferences by using these.
I have literally flipflopped. I’ve always been an ENFP or ENFJ, but the last time I took the test it told me I was an INFJ and I don’t know what to do with myself.
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(….six weeks is kinda too young to be separated, why was he so young and away from his mommy? kittens should be 12 weeks old? what kind of people had him before, sounds odd…)
Well, first there was the original owner. I know nothing about them except that they had the mama cat.
And then the first person to take him was a coworker who decided that she should get her son kittens as an Easter present. So she got him Hiccup (who she named Fitzgerald) and his sister Callie. After a week or so, she realized that #1, she hates cats, and #2, her LESS THAN A YEAR OLD SON was allergic. (Why did she get him two kittens as a present??) So she walked into the breakroom with the two kittens in a box, said “whoever wants them can have them,” put them on the table, and walked away.
Callie was claimed first, and a different coworker took Fitzgerald (and named him Oscar). Then she realized that because she had just adopted a new puppy, the puppy thought Oscar was a chew toy. She had to lock Oscar in the bathroom all day while she was at work to keep them separated. So she only had him for a few days before she was like “I heard you like cats, do you want this one?”
So yeah.
I love your cat! He’s so cute. :) Is he your only pet?
He is!! And first pet ever, actually.
(I had an ant farm that I accidentally massacred when I was five, but that’s another story…)
But I adopted Hiccup when he was about six weeks old- by then he’d already had three different homes and at least two different names. Nobody wanted to keep him. 😦
But he’s three now and he’s my little baby fluffernutter and I love him even though he sometimes pees on everything I love.

(this is him as a baby oh my god he was so cute)
Hiccup. Mommy wants to sleep. Stop hogging my pillow. And stop giving me those innocent eyes, it’s not going to…it’s totally working. You’re adorable. Sleep as long as you want. (at The Dollhouse)
Just look at this little tater tot. (at The Dollhouse)
reblogging because I forgot to mention that my unicorn is named Captain Honeybunch.
Each of my doctors always tell me I’m a different height. I’ve gotten 5’2″, 5’3″, 5’3 1/2″, and 5’4″. My license says 5’4″, but I don’t even know if that’s accurate!
HEIGHTS ARE WEIRD.
A few months ago I went to a 4’7"-5’0" audition and they turned me away for being too tall. I literally called my mom going “MOM I AM TOO TALL FOR SOMETHING FOR ONCE.”
I wonder what a 14 year old you would blog about.. xD
Eighth grade, so…
Newsies.
Newsies.
Nothing but Newsies.
Oh my god. Nothing but Newsies.
I think I actually had a geocities Newsies site. Or tripod, or something.
I was obsessed with Newsies.
INTERESTING FACT: MY MOST PRECIOUS CHILDHOOD TOYS IS MY 16 YEAR OLD STUFFED BEAGLE I NAMED TOTO DURING MY OZ PHASE AND MY POOR, TORTURED, 14 YEAR OLD AMERICAN GIRL DOLL SALLY
WHEN I WAS LITTLE I HAD A STUFFED PIGLET THAT I ACCIDENTALLY RIPPED OPEN. MY MOM SEWED HIM BACK UP. NOW WE CALL HIM FRANKENPIGLET.
poor piglet.
Me: “Hiccup, is that a bug bite? Oh, wait, I think that’s a boy nipple.”
Hiccup: “Mom. I am going to kill you in your sleep.” (at The Dollhouse)