I haven't had an upset stomach from spicy foods in years. I've always loved spicy food, and I found out that since I started smoking I've lost enough taste to enjoy even more spicy foods. Yummy!
Well a chiropractor wasn't a very good solution. Saw one earlier this week and he did almost nothing and again on Friday and he made my back worse. Had a nasty time trying to sleep that night and maybe totaled about 3 hours of sleep. Running tired resulted in accidentally trashing a game save and foolishly eating some old spaghetti sauce that should have been thrown out. Last night was quite miserable.
It occurs to me that although it is an unimportant event to me personally my sister had tickets to what was supposed to be a Vikings game yesterday. Well...
Is the whole thing still out of commission? I suppose they'll have to replace the roof...
But still, doesn't that seem like an architectural flaw? Like, it's a really cool idea to have a fiberglass fabric roof that supports itself by internal air pressure, but when it snows a lot...
Fiberglass? I'm not sure that it's actually fiberglass. Fabric yes. And well it hasn't really been a problem before this with the snow, so whatever. The damage isn't that horrible as far as I know. Mostly just gotta fix/replace some fabric panels and reinflate the place or some such thing. Easier said than done I suppose. They're gonna try and have it fixed in time for the next game. If not, well they are also digging the snow out of the Golden Gopher's field which is a local college team. That field has be shut down for the winter. If the dome's not ready they'll try to have that dug out and ready to use I guess.
My next door neighbors had a loud and drunken party until about 4am this morning. I tried to sleep through it, but every once in a while some bitch would start howling in laughter at something and wake me back up. I contemplated indiscriminate and brutal murder (it's amazing how quickly you are able to come up with different ways to cause pain when it's 3:30 am and you're tired), but in the end I figured that I can get more sleep if I just grab my ipod and drown them out.
Got the last of my stuff from my kitchen gear that my brother was 'looking after' until I could get it brought down here.
The stupid fucker has managed to destroy most of my frying pans and pots. Including not only scratching the shit out of my awesome large frying pan, but also buckling it.
Not only that, but everything came down dirty. I don't mean 'kinda got some grease on it' which wouldn't have bothered me, but actually has food caked on and a disgustingly thick layer of burnt food caked to the bottom.
Spent two hours this morning scrubbing the immense amount of blackened crap from the bottom of all of my pans so that they'll actually heat evenly again. Not happy.
Several hundred dollars worth of stuff that I've been able to keep in perfect condition for years, destroyed in less than six months. It's going to be ages before I can afford to get good ceramic-based pans again. Let alone the fact that I was planning to save for a new computer next year.
Make the jerk get you new pots and pans for Christmas. And demand that they be the very SPECIFIC ones that you want. Then get your computer like you planned.
I seriously raged when I read this. I know exactly how you feel. I've had some nice pans ruined by idiots who think it's ok to cut food while it's in the pan.
I shouldn't even use the teflon pan my old roommate cut up. It was fine before I went on holiday, I come back 4 days later and there's gashes down the middle - what's that? It wasn't you? You used it but never cut shit up in there with a knife? Then how the hell did this happen? Own up, give me the $15 it cost me, and I'll make you a cake.
So, I've been having problems with my back for the last few days. Last night, however, it kicked into overdrive and I am unable to move or even sit still without some serious pain jolting up my lower back.
Oh, and when I was having a bath just now, my back totally seized up, meaning I was unable to move and unable to get out the bath. My sister had to help get me out. And before you ask, yes, this does mean she has now seen my junk.
Well, that sure trumps my back issues. Mine were minor and although the chiropractor was worse than useless (made it worse), a new bed seems to have mostly solved the issue for me. Also, I'm not sure if I should pity you or your sister more on that last bit.
I'd have told her to throw in a towel first. but, yeah, bad back really sucks. Remember boys and girls, stretch daily, never lift anything while twisting your back, try to keep your spine aligned throughout the day (no unnecessary twisting) and squat whenever possible instead of bending over. Every time you elongate the disks in your spine you're causing damage, the vast majority of injuries occur from accumulated damage (and from very obvious major damage like a car crash).
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Totally worked for me.
Bruce, that is the price for good spicy food. If it hurts going in, it has to hurt coming out.
For her sake at least this seems the appropriate thread.
But still, doesn't that seem like an architectural flaw? Like, it's a really cool idea to have a fiberglass fabric roof that supports itself by internal air pressure, but when it snows a lot...
The stupid fucker has managed to destroy most of my frying pans and pots. Including not only scratching the shit out of my awesome large frying pan, but also buckling it.
Not only that, but everything came down dirty. I don't mean 'kinda got some grease on it' which wouldn't have bothered me, but actually has food caked on and a disgustingly thick layer of burnt food caked to the bottom.
Spent two hours this morning scrubbing the immense amount of blackened crap from the bottom of all of my pans so that they'll actually heat evenly again. Not happy.
Several hundred dollars worth of stuff that I've been able to keep in perfect condition for years, destroyed in less than six months. It's going to be ages before I can afford to get good ceramic-based pans again. Let alone the fact that I was planning to save for a new computer next year.
Oh, and when I was having a bath just now, my back totally seized up, meaning I was unable to move and unable to get out the bath. My sister had to help get me out. And before you ask, yes, this does mean she has now seen my junk.
Well yes, but I don't want her seeing my adult junk.