Continued ~ma for your stepmother and family and you, Trudy.
I have had... a not very good day. I did manage to go to Walmart (not my favorite place, but nearby for what roomie and I needed) and the bank. My shoulder is *killing* me and I think I overcaffeinated (switched back to dark roast with chicory from medium without, and drank two cups) which added to the pain have created a panic attack. Heating pad and acupressure aren't doing anything. I'm going to get my first lesson in Alexander technique next week, which I'm hoping will help but will likely require a number of sessions. Blergh.
Whoa, Epic. Yeah. That kind of thing can definitely mess with the brain.
Apparently our Cassiepants has been busy on buzzfeed
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God, I love avocados. I bought one today. I have only 3/4 left. And two fewer Benedryls than I started with this morning.
I've heard independent confirmation on the guacamole-orgy connection.
Er, but not from Cass, I should add.
I've heard independent confirmation on the guacamole-orgy connection.
Wait, really? That's not just a silly picture? I assumed that it was a picture of the horrors of "the weed" that happened to randomly have chips and dip on the side.
Oh that's just a silly picture, sure. But I have heard stories. Okay, story singular. But it did involve an orgy and a gal with a bowl of guacamole. And a couple other people who, up until that moment, had never understood the erotic possibilities of guacamole. True fax, mang.
And a couple other people who, up until that moment, had never understood the erotic possibilities of guacamole.
Okay, I love avocados but I don't
love
avocados.
Their kink seems entirely consensual, so yay them? But ... I don't get it.
