You guys really seem to want to see my roommate have sex. Or at least for ME to see my roommate have sex.
I honestly think it slipped his mind. Or they're doing it with the window closed now that its getting cold out...
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You guys really seem to want to see my roommate have sex. Or at least for ME to see my roommate have sex.
I honestly think it slipped his mind. Or they're doing it with the window closed now that its getting cold out...
Can i bitch about a massage i got today? because it was terrible. the worst massage i have ever gotten, by a LOT. the "masseuse" (and i use quotes because i have serious doubts as to her training) managed, during trigger point work, to miss EVERY trigger point she tried for. Instead, she just pushed really hard on random parts of my body that weren't muscle connector points. I never would have through that possible, since the FMS tends to leave me feeling like me entire body is one big trigger point....but she managed to find every point on my body that was not a trigger point. The amount of pressure would have been perfect...if it had been targeted at all, instead of spread out over her full lower arm, basically the length of one of my ribs. Ugh. like being steam rolled. She also pressed down really really hard on my sacrum. Like, directly on the bone. An hour massage that was neither relaxing nor therapeutic. Of course it was at a chain (massage envy....where at least everyone else i've dealt with could FIND my muscles) and i was quite clear and pointed when checking out that i wanted to NEVER be scheduled with her again, but no one wanted to know why. *sigh* I'm annoyed at the waste of time and money. And now i need to wash my hair tomorrow because it has oil in it. Hair washing is still complicated and time consuming with the wounded thumb. Super annoying, in a truly minor way.
Jeez, erin_o, that does sound like a crappy massage. You have such a stressful job, you need good ways to de-stress, and throwing down money on substandard massages ain't one of them.
Damn, Erin, I wish you lived near me and could go to the place by my house. It's truly maddening when we pay through the nose for a service and it turns out to be crap. Especially when it's supposed to be relaxing and therapeutic!
ugh Erin. You shouldn't have had to pay for that.
Seems my mom got herself a Kindle. Now, she doesn't have a modern computer, or net access. But the kindle downloads without. But is there a way to send her Project Gutenburg plain text type books? Can you plug in a thumb drive and transfer stuff?
I'm now up again with Frisco who coughed himself awake.
While I was falling asleep earlier I remebered that I forgot to add (just to complicate things) that in the Army, there is such a thing as a troop. It's a unit similar in size to a company but in the Cavalry and certain other organizations, a company is called a troop.
Frisco is currently pointing out all the ornament sthat he knows the names of. Plane! Bike! Star! It's cute but I wish he would go to sleep.
No night shift anymore?
No night shift anymore?
There's an early-morning-across-the-pond shift, if that helps.
Cereal...
Threats of legal action and advice from the EHRC - apparently this works. Having said two days ago that there were to be no further negotiations over this, El Al called us just now. We're three rows back from the entrance to the plane and three rows ahead of the toilet.
We're sitting here going HUH?
Edit: This means we won. Everyone I tell about this is getting confused. So to clarify, we won.