To help you get through your day here is a sound recording of Liono’s unbelievably loud snoring.
Now everyone feels better.
Category Archives: cats
The most important thing you’ll ever vote on
Being able to vote is the privilege and honor of living in a free world. Granted, you might have thought that in the past your voice was used in order to make world changing decisions, however any past voting is inconsequential in comparison to this wildly difficult and new choice you’re being called to make.
Which cat litter is more hilarious?
It’s pride vs Jons in this battle for glory
Vote in the poll and leave a comment explaining your choice – one lucky person will win a prize straight from You Life. Let Democracy ring through the hearts of every voter.
Good luck, and God Bless.
Filed under cats, science! technology!
The disillusionment of Liono
It’s not a secret that I like to wear costumes. During times that it’s probably inappropriate to wear costumes:
because it was Tuesday and I needed to go grocery shopping
But it’s no fun to dress up alone. Sometimes you need a companion
I have an idea who I might ask to dress up with me
And most of the time I feel like Liono enjoys it
But I might have crossed a line. Because I was recently here and purchased something:
cats love it
And if I love one thing more than cats, it’s unicorns. And a unicorn-cat named Liono seemed like a dream come true. So I went for it:
There is a decline in happiness
this isn’t the face of a cat loving it
this is the face of a cat that’s completely given up on anything good or fair in this world
Maybe I should stop dressing Liono up, for both of our mental and emotional health.
Always a consummate professional
When asked to represent ourselves on a whiteboard at work, I did so as only the most competent of employees would:
it’s a way of life
Happy end of 2013
I know how I’ll be spending it
Never forget
It was around this time last year that my beloved George was dead in a space heater box in my living room that Liono and Easy Mac ended up jumping in while I was at work and therefore solidified their absolute fear of all future boxes.
You’re welcome, George
Some people think of Christmas and conjure up memories of Santa and family and a baby in a manger. But we both know that December 25th will forever be the day that human idiocy infuriated your old ass into death.
Miss you.
My newest pets
I am used to being followed by a passel of cats like a crazy cat lady. But I have new visitors that have proven their dedication to being with me. Always
It is interesting to me that creatures that are meant to be less intelligent than me have better survival skills
Just like the evil character in that video game Fables, I am surrounded by flies. Flies with great instincts. Welcome home, little buddies.
Conversation topics with my dearest friend
Obviously my cats are my best friends. The only problem with that is their ability to communicate back is somewhat truncated; the conversation is mostly one-sided and responses are generally meows and shedding. Whenever I need to have the deep, soul barring conversations that are so necessary in deep relationships I turn to my other best friend.
giving me the good advice
Cats can really only give me so much biased self-validation. When I need tough unbiased love, I consult Google. And here is a sample of the sorts of deep and searching questions that I address to Google when needing to divine the meaning of only the important existential crises
When reinspecting my most recent talks with Google I noticed that the searches look exactly like what a teenager from the 90s would ask (if they had Google! Unlucky sods). It also is representative of someone who has almost exclusively been watching Jurassic Park and Degrassi: The Next Generation for the last two weeks because all of their other DVDs are packed away.
And when asking the big questions, Google is sure to deliver with the results. Such as bringing up this gem pertaining to my Jimmy Brooks question (also known, currently, as Drake).
I am confused…wasn’t Drake shot in real life in order to make his Degrassi performance more authentic?
Cause, like, he was in a wheelchair in the show. But now that he’s a musician he can walk again. What’s the deal, Google?
Thank you Google, for filling my apartment with laughter. But also thank you for filling me with consternation pertaining to the state of education in the United States, and the infrequency that our children are required to learn about Helen Keller. She was the one in the wheelchair that also created stickers in the 90s, right?
A recreation of Helen Keller overcoming her obstacles.
Thank you, Google
Filed under cats, celebrities, hilarious, horrifying, tv
The delicate sensibilities of decorating
I am a You life of discerning tastes. And when it comes to decorating my abode I like to pick only the most special of prized finds to accompany the dust bunnies and tumbleweeds of cat hair
scientific illustration of cat tumbleweeds
So when I saw this, I knew it had to come live with me, and that weird mold that has started growing in my refrigerator, immediately.
A flying cat/dog with a basketball on its ass
Welcome home.
I need a hobby
Outside of this:
Funemployment has taken a dark turn to focus on Dre, cats, and Microsoft paint
You life is not so great 