I’m at karstaag-reborn now. Fuck it. Try to get rid of me, will you…!

Tumblr won’t let me log in on PC anymore without resetting my password, and my Hotmail account tied to this got hacked and Microsoft won’t let me use it. So I can’t change my password.

I have no idea how I’m still logged in here on mobile.

My blogs might be dead, guys. If so, so long, I guess. I’m too old and too tired for this.

“Go to Facebook “#DawnSavesWildlife.”

Because animal rescuers use a lot of Dawn detergent to wash off animals covered in goo from oil spills, because that’s how “tough on grease, not on hands” Dawn is.

Fine, fine.

But here’s the thing.

That tanker that spilled was carrying crude to the refinery, where they were going to turn it into plastic to make…the bottles they put Dawn in.

The bottles that don’t biodegrade, and it’s too expensive to recycle them. So they end up in landfills. Or, in less developed countries, they just get dumped into the ocean.

There are entire islands in the middle of the Pacific, just made out of Dawn detergent bottles India and Indonesia didn’t know what else to do with.

So Dawn, cleaning oil off a ducky doesn’t exactly win you the Lorax Earth Buddy Award, here.

Yes, every time I reblog that dancing Eggman video, I will then repost the Boney M. Rasputin video, and be amazed by it.

Because I just…I am.

And I always will be.