Karinargh

@purr.no

She/her, norwegian/english, a splendid cat, very tired I'm not good at ALT-texting and it's a lot to do with self censure, I know why alt-text is good, I still can't always do it, sorry!

Sofie the cat is a Catspace Phasing Specialist. I will think she hasn't been around for a while and suddenly become aware of the warm furball wedged into the space between my shin and the top of my foot. Every time, she has Always Been There, even when -I- only got in five minutes ago.

Sofie looking ultra-soft in a shiny-coated little curl on her side

This whole brain is hiding under the rug from multiple unread messages. Please wait while I fail to find a part of myself that has the tools to communicate like a human

it was FIVE MINUTES. I was gone for five minutes. Snacc was distributed before that. Surely I have forgotten and can see with my eyes that I have starved the czarina to a shriveled husk

Her Highness the cat sitting on the doormat, between my sneakered feet, face tilted up toward camera and yelling very mightily

Made a 2 page ttrpg called “YOU ARE A REGULAR GUY!”. Based on a speech by Jacob Wysocki, it’s a game where you can do things a regular guy can do. If done right, you can achieve godly feats through actions as basic as answering a phone. Waking up is honestly OP.

Page of game rules with a few illustrations of a man telling a smaller man that “you are a regular guy!”Page of charts for dice rolling with 3 spot images of a normal guy in dangerous situations

I have this mat because I need to contort and writhe and whatnot. It keeps not ever getting tidied away because every time I try to, Her Highness the cat hurries to instruct me on how to streeetch and stroootch.

dark photo of Her Highness pausing in front of my bare feet, on a yoga mat, to do a big stretch

Idé til sosiologisk eksperiment: Se hvor mange programmer om ME Harald Eia kan lage før en eller annenredaksjon stopper opp og sier «Haha, kanskje vi skal se litt mer på de tette, langvarige båndene hans til en liten, søppelvitenskapelig lobbygruppe med masse dritt å selge før vi publiserer dette?»

Uhh I accidentally an indie bookshop sale. Back when I first read Otherworld Barbara it was near impossible to get hold of and I needed mysterious library order shenanigans. Never expected to get to own the hardcovers at half price. Gooch is also a read-already, but worth having within reach forever

Three books in a stack: Chris Gooch's "Under-earth" and the two large volumes of Moto Hagio's "Otherworld Barbara".

The demo of Farming Camp disappointed my brain so much it made me put moisturizer on my cuticles instead and I cannot begin to describe what a desperate boredom level that implies

...I picked up this ropey basket thing after seeing a prolly 100% lie of an ad that listed a gazillion reasons why cats love this type of basket. I didn't buy THAT one, but found this in local cheap store.* Her Highness the cat can NEVER know I brought her a poor peasant's basket, of course *Rusta

Her Highness the cat looking glorious in a soft gray rope basket. She's leaning over the top edge towards the camera, bringing her bouquet of whiskers to the forefront.

Well. I suppose I didn't have plans to ever move at all. Ever. (face cropped because of cavernous nostril angle, but I believe the components of this picture 100% identify me as me, anyway.)

selfie from above, lying slouched on couch with Sofie the cat under one arm and Her Highness the cat under the other. Her Highness is looking up at the camera. My headphones and a couple of sketchbooks are visible in the upper right corner

there was a time, in living memory, when web design had goals like "Be comfortably readable", and,most splendidly, "DON'T ANNOY EVERYONE INTO CLOSING THE PAGE", and there are so many reasons I was unhappy in the year 2000 but fckn 👋chatbot overlay covering the shop I'm browsing makes me yearn for it

Sofie's face keeps fluctuating between smug HEHEHE I CONTROL THE HUMAN and slightly concerned AM I CATTING CORRECTLY? But she also fully stomped her hind paw IN my bowl of oatmeal in her haste to admire Her Highness the cat yesterday, without a single care, so her sass meter is filling up

Sofie the small tuxedo cat controlling a large human hand that is doing her bidding and cuddling her chest