#fucking thrips
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Removing/changing all substrate, cutting leaves, cutting roots, submersing what little is left of the orchid in alcohol, detergent, then hydrogen peroxide.
Repeat for more than 50 orchids.
It's exhausting and I have barely started....
If this doesn't work I'm setting the whole collection on fire and then killing myself.
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the batman chronicles gallery
[ID: a pin-up of Jonathan Crane in his Scarecrow costume. He's shown from a low angle and is standing in the countryside—the unharvested maize dying and the tangled mess of overgrown tiller surrounding his feet. He's standing in front of a barbed wire fence and is holding a sharp pitchfork—which has Batman's cowl hanging from it! Underneath the cowl is the upper half of a skull as seven crows fly behind him. END ID]
#smthn smthn country girls make do ......#also seven crows apparently means a mystery or secret ! :3#but enough about that. he looks so good here id love to fuck his thrip hole.#c: the batman chronicles gallery#crypt's panels#scarecrow#jonathan crane
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Plants got thrips :((((
#these motherfuckers just won’t die#die already. DIE !!!!!#it’s been almost two weeks ToT#ive tried neem oil I’ve tried soap water I tried both neem oil and soap water#I just had to throw out two plants cause they were irredeemable and threatened to infect my other plants#sigh…. the struggles of being a plant lover…..#at this point I need a hazmat suit and a fucking insecticide gas chamber#I hate you thrips. I HATE YOU !!!#taro speaks
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this morning I realized my english ivy was super crunchy and grey and
yeah, it's thrips
#i dealt with thrips this time last year so i know i can beat them#but i have 3 main plant areas and i have found thrips in ALL OF THEM#but not on every plant so better than last year at least#i've thrown out 2 plants so far and hopefully i won't have to get rid of any more#WHERE do they COME FROM#im so mad because i realized the ivy was looking a little pale a couple weeks ago but it was only TODAY where i was like o fuck#anyway#personal
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The worst part about owning a metric fuck ton of plants is dealing with fucking thrips all the darn time.
I hate those fuckers.
#plant mum#plants#plantblr#plant babies#thrips#those stupid bastards#them and fucking mealy bugs#but especially those fucking thrips arseholes#they eat EVERYTHING#alocasia? yes#philodendron? sure!#hoya? absolutely#fucking succulents? don't mind if I do!
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#fucking kms why did i have to get a thrip infestation right when a depressive episode hit#i have like . around 100 plants if i lose all of them to thrips i am genuinely going to kms lmfao#ve.txt
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general frustrations.
the thrips found my monstera. i'm this *a hairs breadth between my fingers* close to just tossing all my plants and starting over. i've not been able to get these bastards under control despite pesticide.
torn between wanting to write 5 different things at once. i want to finish one thing before i start on something else, but i keep writing myself into corners. getting myself out of them. then right back in. not much confidence in my characterization and general ability. (i've not felt inspired to write in years so this is definitely a breath of fresh air, but there's caveats.)
the itch to draw but the fist clenching frustration and realization that it's just not going to look the way i want. i've been stepping out of my comfort zone already, which! isn't saying much. i get so uncomfortable about it that i'm kind of surprised i've shared it at all. it's like being submerged underwater. first the anxiety. then the dive after you've numbed the part that keeps nagging. coming back up and then you shiver. followed by some sense of regret. if only it'd been better. if only you could swim better than this. (i know it's silly.)
i miss having recountable dreams. even if they're distressing or weird or exhausting. it's been nice waking early naturally, but i really, really miss dreaming.
then there's the matter of university and work. which i'm not going to get into, because i wanted to keep this post about those silly but generally unimportant, non negative bits. which are frustrating nevertheless. some of them in a good way! it feels nice to have a lot of ideas and a lot of energy to apply for once, but i wholly don't know where and how and when and what to do with a lot of it. it's a little overwhelming.
#personal#there's some comfort in short sentences#because organically i'd probably devolve into neverending comma-hell sentences#choppy thoughts help me ramble a little less#journal entry#random unimportant things!#just stuff that's clogging my brain#except the thrips fuck thrips with a flamethrower
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Thrips
She saw something
Crawling on the new blooms
Of her violet
Small, hard to see, and wriggly
But on the blooms and not the leaves
She didn't know where they came from
But she knew that she wouldn't
Tolerate their presence
No, she would not
She'd set out
To concoct a solution
To rid her darlings
Of this pestilence
And she's do it immediately
Dish soap, rubbing alcohol, and water
A mixture she's used before
Something to do trick
In the form of a spray
She was going to war
Against these tiny invaders
They'd hurt her darlings and take over
But she'd make a point to put a stop to it
"Take that thrips!"
#Reality Subtext#written on the fly#fuck thrips#houseplants#free-verse#houseplant care#thrips#medium poem#written 9/14/2022#saintpaulia#african violets#No IDK where the thrips came from#slice of life poem
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Mischa headcannons!
-Mans cant cook shit, he tried. He trys so hard to cook but ends up buring it. The only thing he can cook is those lyrics
-I frimly belive he would be oh so kind to ricky, Noel and you. Fuck everyone else. Yall tree matter most
-If your a singer. Hes always listening to you sing. One time you sung him to sleep and you deny it everytime he says it.
-Imagine your first kiss like this. You invited him over to your house and you two take a walk. The sun is setting and your admireing it. You say the sun set is beautiful. He says your more beautiful then the sun set, makes you look at him softly and he kisses you. AHHHHHH
-Lets you and you alone play with his hair. Like you two could be at choir rehersal and hes sitting i front of you, your sitting an a chair hes on the floor and your just playing with his curly hair.
-In his phone your name is "My pretty girl💘" and in yours its "My pretty boy💞"
-One time noel saw this and he always makes fun of yall for it.
-Speaking of noel. Yall are like such an iconic friend group. When yall have sleepoevrs yall are up timm 4am watching stupid movies.
-Mischas fave movie is 100% Suiside squad, One of noels is little miss sunshine
-Noel being the third wheel
-You three would go on road thrips and every hour and a half someone else gets the aux. It would start with mischa,noel then you. If someone falls asleep. They would contenue to the person before thems playlist
-Hear me out. He watches Grays Anatomy for hours.
-If you ever fall asleep on him he would literally tell everyone to shut the fuck up. No noise. The baby is sleeping.
-He hates. HATES. Small dogs. Unless its like a french bulldog.
-He also has something agaisnt cats. He dont hate them he just doesnt like them
-yall would get matching tattoos. Like something dumb too. Like microphones, smiley faces, muisic notes, continuing rap lyrics from like Eminem
-He has a tattoo that looks like a peice of lined paper so he can write stuff he needs to remeber on it
-He has such poor memory too
Thats all i got right now
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Growing food is awesome but honestly I love the flower part of my job so much! Flower farming is idyllic in a busting ass sort of way, and I have so many pictures of the pack shed filled with buckets of flowers.
Like we definitely make fun of people who have an uwu cottagecore fantasy version of flower farming because you are busting ass! And getting dirty! My hands are stained from stripping the leaves off stems. We get stung. The strawflowers are drowning in powdery mildew, the statice is /very/ unhappy about the rain, thrips are eating the dahlias, and yet! IT'S STILL REALLY FUCKING IDYLLIC.
To me it's the hard work that makes it beautiful. Because the plants award your attention and care.
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THE WHITE LILY (Mafia Book #1 - Bang Chan) - Chapter 13 - Project Thrips
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Chapter 13 - Project Thrips
chapter word count: 2.5k words
~4 Months before Present Day~
~Emilia's POV~
"After many months of excessive planning, we are finally ready to execute the mission." Chan spoke firmly.
"Wait," Momo intervened. "you aren't talking about-"
"Project Thrips." Seungmin interrupted her.
The whole table grew quiet.
"Are you sure, Chris?" Hyo asked, uncertain.
"It is time. Any more waiting would be unwise... we must act before Shade's knowledge on the Scarlet Rose Mafia becomes outdated." Chan assured everyone with a nod.
"Mhm." I added. "Besides, it's the perfect chance. A big event is coming up, Boss has been talking about it for years before I left. So religiously, I even memorised the date. That's when we have to go."
"Using Shade's knowledge, I was able to recreate a map of the Rose Manor." Seungmin continued.
"Let's just hope her memory's not as bad as her body combat skills." Changbin chuckled.
"It isn't! I lived there my whole life, after all." I retorted, playfully smacking his arm. "Wait, did you just say my fighting skills are-"
"Chan will bore you all with the details in a minute," Seungmin cut me off and continued explaining. "but for now, I want everyone to memorise this perfectly. Shade and I tried to figure out where secret passages might be, but we can't be sure, so the overall layout of the house must be known by each of you."
"Then," Chan clapped once, getting everyone's attention. "This is by far the most important mission we've ever had. Hopefully, in four months' time, The Scarlet Rose will be completely eradicated. We will first come for their boss, then we'll strike them all when they're down and mourning. For this mission, all of us must train vigorously."
"So, what's the plan, Leader?" Minho smirked impatiently. "How're we gonna take the rats down?"
"First of all, the teams. We will split up in a few groups, as follows: Shade and Felix will be Team 1, Changbin and me will be Team 2 and Minho will be going alone, since he's the best when it comes to sneaking."
"Fucking cat, I tell you." I spoke bitterly, a tint of joking in my tone, and watched Lee Know smirk proudly.
"Seungmin will be staying outside on Side A with Jisung; they will help with communication. Jeongin will be there as well, in case of a medical emergency."
Everyone nodded.
"For the gun supply, Hyo will join Team 1, Momo will join Team 2. Both of you have to make sure the weapons work as intended, carry the needed ammunition and just do your magic since you're the gun experts."
"Then... what about me?" Hyunjin questioned.
"You... will have the most important part." I looked at him, before throwing Chan a glance to ask for his permission to speak.
He granted it quickly, so I began explaining:
"As I was saying... a big Event is coming up for the Scarlet Mafia. We will be able to infiltrate with relative ease thanks to this Event, a big party that should seal a powerful deal between my former Boss and a big drug lord of the East. Negotiations have been going on for a long time, and they agreed on this particular date a few months before I came here."
"Okay, but... how does that concern me?" Hyunjin asked puzzled. "Don't tell me..."
"You will have to infiltrate the party and send us information about what is happening, so we know exactly how much time we have to infiltrate my former Boss' house, when he seals the deal and when he retreats to his chambers."
The whole room grew quiet.
"... damn." Hyunjin cursed. "That's..."
"Difficult, I know." Chan touched him on the shoulder apologetically.
"Not difficult... almost impossible. It's like a suicide mission." Hyunjin spat out.
"It won't be a suicide mission. They don't know your face. For all they know, you'll just be one of the servers hired for this." I looked him in the eyes, trying to put him at ease.
"Besides, we already arranged it with the catering company." Chan continued. "You've been working for them for 5 years, your best friend helped you get hired and the boss loves you."
"A whole backstory? I'm impressed." The corners of Hyunjin's mouth pointed upwards.
"It was all Jisung." Chan pointed out. "So, all clear? Let's recap: Shade, Felix and Hyo are Team 1; I, Changbin and Momo are Team 2; Minho goes alone; Jisung, Jeongin and Seungmin will be outside, and Hyunjin will be our informant inside the manor."
"Great, let's do this!" Jisung exclaimed excitedly.
"Ah, one more thing." Chan added. "This mission is first come first serve. That means, whoever finds the bastard first, gets to kill him."
"Good to know. I hope he'll get to meet my bullet." Minho smirked.
"Good. Then, let's start preparing. We only have 4 months."
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~Two months before Present Day~
"TO YOUR RIGHT!" Hyo screamed while running, just as Felix approached me from my right side and landed a powerful blow in my lower stomach.
"You didn't get it, again." He replied sternly, frowning.
"Fuck, I'm so bad at this." I cursed, holding on my abdomen and looking down, tears pricking my eyes.
"It would be best to take a break, what do you say?" Hyo approached me and put her hand on my shoulder soothingly.
"I'm just so frustrated! Why can't I get this right?" I replied defeated.
"You will! There's two more months, okay? We'll do it!!!" She tried encouraging me with a smile, making me feel a bit less tense than before.
"Okay... yea... let's take a break, then." I looked at Felix, who nodded approvingly.
Walking with Hyo through the garden, we reached Hyunjin's greenhouse.
"Wanna take a peak inside?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at me expectedly.
"Sure! I do have a key, actually."
"Oh wow, Hyunjin let you keep it for some time, no?"
"He did" I chuckled. "At this point I think he forgot about it."
"Nah, he never does. He probably thinks you didn't show it to the relevant people yet, if you finished the painting already." Hyo smiled.
"I mean... Chris didn't see it yet." I chuckled again.
"Why not?"
"I don't know... I want to show it to him, and I will, of course. Just... it's not the time yet, you feel me?"
"I see... I only showed mine to him and Minho. They are really good listeners." She chuckled. "Do you wanna see it too?"
"If... if you want me to." I smiled kindly.
Since these pictures represented our souls, showing and explaining them to someone else felt like a pretty big deal. Intrusive. I was happy to know that Hyo trusted me enough to show me hers.
We entered the greenhouse, and she went straight for a covered canvas in the back, uncovering it.
The image represented was a painting two women playing on the ground with a baby.
"This is me." She pointed to one of the women in the paintings. "And this... is my best friend... her name was Hanna. She passed a few years ago..." she smiled sadly.
"I'm really sorry to hear... and the baby?"
"This was just me mourning what I can never have back." Her smile turned bitter. "We had a big mission about four years ago, where I had to be kidnapped by some drug lord in order for SKZ to find their location. It was pretty similar to the one you had with the Knife Devils, actually. The problem was... we didn't have half the equipment we have now, so they detected the tracking device quickly, and punished me for that."
She inhaled deeply. I grabbed her hand, sensing that it was becoming difficult to talk.
"I was... tortured, raped... every day, for a whole month... and by the end of it, when Chris and the boys finally found me... I was damaged beyond repair. They stole from me the most important thing- what I wanted the most... the ability to become a mother." A single tear fell on her cheek, but she was quick to wipe it off.
"Hyo, I... I'm really sorry..." I hugged her side, feeling my eyes swell up with tears as well.
"No, Emi, I am the one who's sorry. After what happened to me, I wanted you to go to that mission, just so you can get as hurt as me. I was a mean bitch for no reason." She turned her body and hugged me back.
"I was, too." I chuckled. "We both were. But we're here now, aren't we? Besides, you're a big part behind my painting."
I smiled and guided her towards my canvas, showing off my white lily proudly.
"It's so beautiful." She smiled. "Rebirth?"
"Yes. Thank to Chris, to you, to all of the members... I feel like I truly got a second chance at life, like I was reborn." I smiled genuinely.
"Make sure to show it to Chan as well, he'll love it." She returned my smile.
"You think so?"
"I know so. By the way, wanna go to the Orphanage tomorrow?"
"Yea, that sounds great! Maybe we can play hide and seek with the kids like last time! It was super fun!"
"Right? Ahhhhhh, I love children!!!" Hyo squeaked, making me laugh.
We continued our conversation back to the training grounds where Felix was waiting for us.
Then, we resumed our practice and continued it until late in the night.
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After a full day of training with Felix and Hyo, I finally hopped in the shower. The warm water felt pleasant on my skin, the best part being finally taking off all the dirt from today.
I quickly wrapped my wet hair in a towel and opened the door to my bedroom, place that felt almost foreign by now. I was so used to always being with Chan, there simply was no use for this room anymore. I only came here to shower, change my clothes or take a quick afternoon nap when Chris was busy, but other than that, I never slept here anymore.
This night would be no different, of course.
After drying and combing my hair, I lazily headed towards Chan's door, just in my underwear and a bathrobe. They were going to come down real quick anyway.
"Baby." He smiled, taking his eyes off the book he was immersed in and placing it on the nightstand.
"Hey." I returned his smile and took off the bathrobe, climbing on the bed next to him.
"Shit, red?" he smirked, opening up his arms
"Of course. Your favourite."
"How was your day? Mhm, you smell nice." he complimented me while I positioned my head on his shoulder.
"Tough." I pressed my lips firmly on his neck, earning a small groan in response. "Felix gave me a few bruises, probably."
"Damn, should I beat him up?"
"Channie!" I chuckled and playfully bit his neck.
"Mhm, what? Shouldn't I defend my girlfriend in such cases?" he shifted himself and got on top of me, returning the gesture and leaving a small peck on my collarbone.
"You should train with me, maybe. Changbin was right. I really suck at close body combat... even after training for two months straight!" I whined.
"Lix and Hyo must learn your fighting style too. You didn't have enough missions with them." Chan looked deeply in my eyes, caressing my face with his thumb. "You're good enough, Emi. But you can't be the best at everything. No one shoots like you, no? It wouldn't have been fair to be number one at close body combat too."
"... I don't know. You are the best at everything, Chan, so..." I smiled sweetly at him.
"Everything?" he raised a brow and smirked, starting to move his hand from my face down my body, touching me through the panties.
"Mmm, fuck" I closed my eyes and moaned, raising my head and giving Chan full access to my neck. "Especially that."
He chuckled.
"I lack in many things too. I am impulsive, jealous, get angry easily... I'm not the best at everything. But I have you, and we work together, imperfect as we are, don't we?" his lips laid gently on my neck.
"I love you." I confessed, feeling my cheeks getting red. It was the first time I've ever felt like this romantically towards anyone... and the first time I've confessed it. "I love you, Chris."
In that moment, he stopped kissing my neck. He straightened himself above me, our eyes locking, and for a brief moment, it was just the two of us in the world.
We just stared at each other. I - baffled by my sudden burst of confidence to admit my feelings for him, and him – totally taken by surprise.
It seems my words finally clicked in his head, as he hastily united our lips passionately. He almost forced his tongue inside my mouth, and after a heated kiss, he looked at me again in awe.
"Emilia, I... Fuck, I have no words... I... I also love you... I am obsessed with you!" he confessed desperately, kissing me again. "I adore you."
I didn't know this feeling in my heard could grow to be so intense, almost painful.
"I need you." I pressed our lips together again and pulled him towards me.
From there on, things were quick to escalate. He dragged his pants down, pushed my panties aside and slid inside me with ease.
The room was being filled with obscene moans and grunts, as his sure and steady movements brought both of us to our highs.
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"I will never get used to this." He chuckled seeing me run towards the bathroom, his release dripping down my leg.
"Yah, whose fault is that?!" I shouted and hopped in the shower. Chan was quick to follow, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me close to his chest, the hot water being almost cold compared to his warmth.
"I love you, I love you, I love you." Chan kissed my shoulder.
"Hmmmmm, sometimes I forget you're a Mafia leader." I chuckled.
"Mean."
"Speaking of leaders... I can't believe we're going to finally kill my former Boss."
"What, are you nostalgic?" he laughed.
"No, I mean... Finally?! I've been waiting to get my revenge on the bastard forever... even before I met you."
"Me too. Killing him will solve a lot of problems for Stray Kids." He nodded while washing my back.
"Just two months, huh?" I sighed.
"Are you worried?"
"Honestly? A bit."
"Well, don't be. Everything will go well. We will get rid of him for good." Chan tried to assure me, but for some reason, the more I was thinking about the it, the more anxious I was becoming.
"I- yea, we will." I nodded and tried to calm myself now.
Chan got out of the shower and held a towel for me to dry me off.
"Mhm, you weren't joking when you said Felix left some pretty bruises on you." Chan pointed out to the few spots darkening on my thighs and stomach.
"He is harsh, but I will learn. Who knows, maybe I'll even be able to take you down in a fight one day." I chuckled.
"Now, now, don't get cocky." He kissed the tip of my nose and picked me up. "You'll have to train hard the next 2 months, so let's sleep."
"Sure, baby." I kissed his lips as he placed me on the bed and took my rightful spot on his chest – my favourite place in the whole world.
"Good night, my love."
"Good night."
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#stray kids#straykids#stray kids smut#stray kids masterlist#stray kids mafia#stray kids imagines#stray kids scenarios#stray kids fanfic#stray kids fanfiction#bang chan#bang chan smut#bang chan fluff#bang chan imagines#bang chan angst#stray kids angst#skz fanfic#skz fluff#skz smut#skz imagines#skz#lee minho#minho stray kids#lee know#changbin#hyunjin#felix#han jisung#seungmin#jeongin#yang jeongin
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Neglected full checks on my plants for too long, suffering the consequences now. 🫠
Planty report card:
(1) case of mealybugs (paphiopedilum orchid); prognosis: excellent
(1) case of spider mites (alocasia frydek) (not really surprising, but still); prognosis: ehhhhhhh we’ll see
(1) case of powdery mildew (black magic begonia) (my fault for aeration reasons); prognosis: very good
(1) case of TERRIBLE THRIP INFESTATION (RIP to my pink syngonium, I love her but she went straight into the trash, we do not fuck with thrips); prognosis: burn it with fire
No. plants without incident: 59
#friendly reminder to clean your humidifiers and refresh your systemic treatments!#anyway ‘get some plants - it’s a soothing hobby!’#well I do not know how to be soothed thank you very much#plants#indoor plants
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i saw a thrip
(through grit teeth) Wow you saw a THRIPS?? That's awesome . I'm so happy to hear that you saw a thrips. What was that thrips up to perchance? Did you perhaps get a gander at that thrips's wings? Were they fucked up and evil as all thrips wings are? Regardless that's so cool you're beholding the wonder of the world or whatever. By admiring that wonderful thrips
#I'm playing it up here when I also accidentally said thrip today LMAO#someone was looking at their bug under a microscope in class this morning and went ''oh there's a bug on my bug'' and lo and behold.#twas a thrips ...#they get around . that's for sure#ask#bugposting
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The one thing nobody ever tells you about getting to be an adult of a certain age is that there comes a point where you and other adults of that age or greater just start casting spells at each other at random.
Like, oh, you’re going to feel that dumb spill you took wiping out on your bike/skateboard/sled when you’re an adult of a certain age? Check. People have been telling me that shit since I was twelve.
Like, oh, your tits are going to start making like the arctic ice shelf under global warming? Check. That’s been a vaguely it-is-known fact since college.
Like, oh, you’re going to wind up in some kind of temporally-oriented wizard-battle at the grocery store check-out at random? Nobody fucking mentions that one.
The cashier today was like, “Oh. It’s you. You’ve been coming here a long time, haven’t you. Since this store opened. In 2002.”
I mean, seriously? I came in to pick up double-sided tape and see if anything good was on the last-call endcaps, and I get forcibly relocated into the year I spent living in the most bewildering apartment on record, working the graveyard shift, and shopping at this stupid store as an alternative to the batshit Walmart that was constantly being threatened with being declared a hellmouth an attractive nuisance?
So I was like, “Yeah. It’s me. I used to live right up the road and now this place is just a habit. Remember when everything around here used to be cow pasture?”
Check-mate, cashier-dude. We all spend every day one day closer to death.
The cashier: “Cow pastures... and orange groves.”
It is twenty years ago. Citrus canker is ravaging not only Florida’s commercial orange crop but its backyard citrus tree culture. Counties are cutting down people’s tees willy-nilly in a vain attempt to stem the tide of destruction, thrips are borne aloft and scattered hither and yon by hurricane winds, and Bush’s archelectoromancer, Kathy Harris, is running around spritzing orange trees with kabbalah water on the taxpayers’ dime. The kabbalah water does not work. Invoking Bush II’s dark energies does not work. 9/11 is no match for the 2003/2004 hurricane season. The citrus groves burn, and developers will build cul-de-sacs on their ashes.
The guy behind me, watching the two of us have our little memory-lane showdown while his shit goes manifestly unrung-up, even though the bagger is clearly done, my stuff is in my cart, and my receipt has printed, as the clock ticks ever closer to rush hour: “Is this line... still... open?”
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damn, thrips may have fucked up my monsteras but they are popping off new with leaves regardless
I got a spinosad spray yesterday and treated both pots so hopefully they recover soon :(
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Plant Journey, Month #8: crying and throwing up
♫ when you try your best, but you don't succeed ♫
♫ when you lose something you can't replace
when you love someone, but it goes to waste ♫
yeah this month’s update is,,,, not good lmao
there are two probable causes why most of my plants have gone downhill since last month: a) a pretty bad heatwave hit my city + summer is VERY dry here (we’re talking 20% humidity while most of the plants i own need 60% to thrive. the humidifier hasn’t helped either) or b) remember how i got thrips last month? well the systemic pesticide i used got rid of them but i’m starting to think it also damaged the plants
Stromanthe Sanguinea Triostar: MY BEAUTIFUL BELOVED DAUGHTER...................... IS FUCKING DYING TOO!!!!!! two weeks ago it started getting crunchy and losing its leaves like crazy and shows no signs of stopping 💔 if this one fully dies I’m giving up on plants forever and i’ll never believe in love again <333
Stromanthe Sanguinea: it lost its last leaf today and i think it doesn’t have any growing points left. rest in peace 💀
Aloe Vera: not a very exciting plant but at least it’s still alive lol
Maranta Leuconeura: tell me why a plant that i consistently ignore and that is placed in the worst spot of my house is thriving the most??? 🙄
Philodendron Pink Princess: ugly but alive and still growing
Philodendron Pink Princess 2.0: ONE OF THE LEAVES WITH THE MOST PINK IS ALREADY DYING NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 😭 i just got a moss pole for her too so let’s see how that goes!!
Calathea White Fusion: the thrips obliterated her and only has one (crunchy) leaf left... it had a shoot coming in but it’s dying too :(
Pothos Marble Queen: doing fine but barely growing
Tradescantia Fluminensis Tricolor: #rip 💀 the thrips feasted on her lol
I have lost a total of 5 plants since November 2022 😃 i fucking hate it <3
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