flatlined, there’s the chance (of course) that the bunny was abandoned. 
It’s a couple months post-Easter, enough time for people to get sick of the kid’s Easter “present” and throw it outside, assuming (wrongly) that domestic rabbits will be fine in the wild. A dog/cat/rabbit shelter here in Chicago, the Red Door Shelter, has rescued 10 rabbits from outdoors since Easter already (and sadly, one of those rabbits was abandoned with another one who had died before the one bun was rescued). So I wouldn’t be surprised if the owners didn’t claim it - but I’d be thrilled if they did.
Has Diamonds02 started her plan of picking flowers growing “wild” and selling them?
It is not your turn at the intersection. It is my turn. My light is green and yours is red. I am turning in front of you. DO NOT ROLL YOUR MOTHERFUCKING TRUCK WHILE I DO IT.
That sucks! Fuckers. There isn’t even that much precious metal in those damn things to make it worth the effort to remove them. Thieves are idiots.
Very mini-rant. My cute shoes are noisy. They make squishy-squeaky noises. It’s annoying.
When I was a kid, we bought a rabbit, which happened to be pregnant, at an auction. Trust me when I say Easter was the best thing that ever happened to us that year. Did you know rabbits are very much into incest?
I don’t know if this qualifies as a mini-rant, but I was quite taken aback to discover that none of my friends or coworkers voted today…some of them weren’t even aware there was an election being held.
Rant the first: My foot. It hurts. I am tired of this. I have a podiatry appointment (with hopefully a more competent doc) next week to get a second opinion, because the first doctor said “Well, the steroid injections didn’t work, I’m 95% sure it’s a soft tissue issue, so pretty much we can do surgery and there’s maybe a 50% chance it does any good, and a 20% chance it makes things worse. Or it does nothing.” So fuck that.
Rant the second: I’m trying to get my fucking records from this doctor but none of his staff speak more than a few phrases of English and I’m having a really hard time expressing what I need in my pidgin German. So fuck that, too.
Rand the third: Work. Fuck. This is my thought process at the end of the workday: fuck this job fuck my boss fuck my coworkers fuck this stupid worthless shitbag place open beer drink beer eat dinner feel marginally better realize I need to be back at work in less than 12 hours fuck this stupid fucking worthless shitbag asshole herpetic universe sweet merciful death please claim me tonight.
Did they agree to go vote after you told them?
My mini-rant: my cats are costing me a lot of money the last couple of weeks, between the rabies vaccine update and now Shiva needing a teeth cleaning. Which meant I had to drop him off last night (they don’t do surgery on weekends) and decide whether I wanted the doctor to do a general blood work-up, a review of an EKG, a dental x-ray, and pain medication (on top of everything else).
A couple of weeks ago I had to get Neko’s thyroid levels checked again, and then get his prescription refilled, and get more prescription food for him.
It’s a good thing they’re cute, is all I can say.
So are most (domestic?) animals, I think. I was shocked when more than one of my coworkers didn’t realize that yes, you had to spay, neuter, or separate a parent and offspring pet cat of opposite genders if you didn’t want to end up with lots of cats.
(Footnote: same shelter just announced they took in #11 abandoned-outside rabbit. 
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Frankly, I don’t even know if they’re registered to vote. Kind of sad, especially considering how outspoken some of them are when it comes to certain issues and candidates.
Oh, hey, here’s some more.
To: Dear Friend’s emotionally abusive, toxic, worthless, fucked up, self-destructive, absolutely miserable family:
FUCK YOU!
Sincerely,
Someone who actually loves Dear Friend and wants what’s best for him, which is more than I can say about you assholes.
Rant #1: Life, can you cut my little boy a fucking break? He was so excited about it being summer break - I think, in fact, that this is the first “school vacation” that he has been really aware of. Yes, I know he’s barely been in school this year because of the leukemia, but it didn’t make him any less excited. Having him spend these first few weeks of summer in the hospital with a fever that no one can seem to pinpoint the cause of SUCKS ASS. Fucking STOP ok?
Rant #2: You. You know who you are. You are fucking worthless - no, less than worthless…you are a detriment to this world. You are fucking up your children far worse than you can imagine. You know, KNOW you are possibly pregnant, and yet you won’t stop chain smoking, binge drinking, and banging unprotected every sleazeball you can find. You are an emotionally manupulative, narcisstic, WORTHLESS BAG OF GARBAGE. I am fucking done with you - I only regret that, because of your relation to someone I love deeply, that I cannot be rid of you for the rest of my life. And most of all, I hate that your selfish, stupid actions are making me side with the second biggest shit I have ever known, your ex, when it comes to the welfare of your existing baby. I will be silently civil, but other than that, fuck you. I am done.
Rant #3: Look, bitch, I am not going behind you and checking on your work because I want to - I’m doing it because I was told I had to, because our error rate sucks ass. I’m not trying to “narc” on you - I’m trying to save all of our fucking jobs. Ok?
Oh, and I forgot to add - fucking June Bugs! It hurts getting hit by one of you bastards on the motorcycle - worse than paintball! Ouch!
Though to be fair, it certainly hurts worse for you than me.
Why the hell did the Dairy Queen have to close? It’s the only fast-food place near Tysons where you could get onion rings. If I want them with lunch now, I’ll have to go to TGI Fridays, wait longer and pay a lot more money.
Also, to the cashier at Elevation Burger, when I start by saying “I’ll have a Veggie Burger #2* with raw onions, pick-” DO NOT break in every single time with “Do you want cheese on that?” If I wanted cheese I’d have ordered a cheeseburger. And I REALLY DO NOT LIKE people interrupting me when I’m talking.
*The Veggie Burger tastes better than the regular hamburger there IMO.
No it doesn’t. They don’t have brains, they barely have ganglia.
Damn it to hell.
I am at a friend’s house in Tennessee. I have not heard from him since he left for work just before 8 this morning. (This is very unusual, I usually hear from him at least 3 or 4 times a day) His cell goes straight to voicemail. He has not returned texts. I do not know where he works. His band usually has rehersal on Tuesday nights. Yesterday he said I was going with him.
I am worried and when I find out he’s ok, he’s not going to be ok.
He’s ok. I keep forgetting what mountains do to cell signals.
Away, phooey. Looks like Aunt Flo will be in town for my birthday. Meh. wills it to hurry up and start so we can end this thing already.
Born on a mountain top in Tennessee
Prettiest state in the land of the free
Cain’t get a signal from AT&T
He’s got no b’ars where he usually gets three.