Amanda

@999happyhops.bsky.social

DisTwitter turned DisSky member living in Massachusetts. Mostly post about cats, politics, Disney, life with a rambunctious dog and assorted randomness. An influencer of nothing and no one, although I'm still waiting for my Timber royalties.

Went out to dinner at a place that gets all of its produce locally and gorged myself on produce, I am buzzing from dopamine. I will not be defeated by diarrhea summer.

A plate of beautiful local carrots, which are pickled and served with turmeric and honey 

Bought tickets to see Josh Johnson in September and The Black Keys (in Maine!) in October. Going to Disneyland in November. I’m so tired of my job making me miserable as I forfeit my PTO and give and give and give, and the only one who can change that is me.

Someone on Threads asked, in all seriousness, if people could "truly survive" a day in the office if AI were to go away tomorrow. The only thing that would change for me is I would have to stop thinking about kittens to force a smile on my face when being preached at about how I have to use it.

I’m going to disappear from my job and send in an occasional picture and see for how long I can continue to draw a salary. If it’s good enough for the Senate it should be good enough for us plebes, right?

2026 is like the remix version of 2020: toilet paper hoarding, masking, avoiding public places, but now all that’s because of diarrhea, wildfires and government sanctioned murder

Suddenly feelingly protective of Taco Bell. It’s hard enough being Taco Bell. Also my new echolalia is death metal screaming “diarrhea parasite” in my head all the livelong day. I should go to bed.

Should be last-minute packing for WDW right now but we had to cancel. At least I have the four-day weekend still? Officially dubbing this hot mess summer and just going with it.