I don't know, they're under $20 these days.Why is the world conspiring to deny me a label maker?
Cheese it! It's the cops![DOUBLEPOST=1474376684,1474376225][/DOUBLEPOST]This is only a minor rant because it's more than a minor annoyance but not anywhere near the level of full on rant.Aw shit the gig is up! Book it, fellas
The world loves cats.Why is the world conspiring to deny me a label maker?
When I was pregnant with Li'l Z and he was laying in certain positions, parts of my left thigh would go numb. Or on three occasions, would feel like someone stabbed me there with a live wire, which I'd say was a 10/10 on the pain scale. All because of nerves in my back.My left thigh has been killing me. Like 6/10 pain when I bend over. I went to the doctor, and she told me (and demonstrated) that it was not my leg at all, but referred pain from my back. That was interesting because the pain is definitely coming from my leg. But she proved it. Says it's sciatica, and I need to take a couple weeks off exercise. Which I don't want to do.
in which Hugh Grant talks about his back pain occasionally manifesting itself in his testicles.My left thigh has been killing me. Like 6/10 pain when I bend over. I went to the doctor, and she told me (and demonstrated) that it was not my leg at all, but referred pain from my back. That was interesting because the pain is definitely coming from my leg. But she proved it. Says it's sciatica, and I need to take a couple weeks off exercise. Which I don't want to do.
This is a real thing that happens.in which Hugh Grant talks about his back pain occasionally manifesting itself in his testicles.
This is what we call "parenting"The worst? The kids get nasty and snarly with me and act like I'm a puppy murderer when I expect halfway decent behavior.
"Take a bushel home for the wife!"Code:class Field { public: Field(bool is_fallow); ~Field(); grow_corn(Seed seed); private: grow_pot(); }
"T'ain't corn, it's dope.""Take a bushel home for the wife!"
--Patrick
I fixed it!Blargh, fuckin Fitbit. It worked fine with my S7 until yesterday. Now it's not syncing. I have the dongle thingie, so I hope that works.
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At least once or twice a day for me.WELP-my mom got conned by tech support today. By the time I realized bull-shit and asked her to restart the computer to show they were full of crap-TOO LATE! They then proceded to clean out her computer of temporary files and disabled pointless add-ons...which we could've done on our own for free. It is also worth noting, that the problem we CALLED about fixed itself while were on hold, but he kept us on saying the keyboard was messed up because Norton Anti-virus...was using too much ram...not a thing. BY THIS POINT he began pitching different types of security payment plans, making it painfully obvious what we payed for as tech help was in reality a sales meeting for fucking anti-virus programs. I now have a stress head-ache from this whole ordeal.
OH GOD MY HUSBAND JUST TRIED TO REFUTE SOME RANDOM UNTRUE ALT RIGHT THING ON MY MOM'S FACEBOOK PAGE WITH FACTS! If you don't hear from me in a few days, someone in my family is dead.
I literally cannot tell if my brother has just become a massive, massive troll or if he's just losing his mind. He's always, since childhood, been a complete contrarian to everything anyone says to him. He's arguing flat-Earth shit now. Not against it, for it. He's so stoic about it that it's actually become impossible for me to tell if he's serious. He likes Alex Jones too. He shouts down people who say anything negative about Trump, while always prefacing it with, "I don't like Trump." He's also getting worse in his raging alchoholism.
I know he's not stupid, so I have to hope in my heart that he's just being an asshole.
Not gonna lie, I've thought he's had this for a long time.I don't mean to be an armchair psychologist, but there's also oppositional defiant disorder, which according to some brief searches seems to correlate with alcohol abuse. http://psychcentral.com/disorders/oppositional-defiant-disorder-symptoms/
The three children in my house have discovered that I now have a working label maker.