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let me get this straight. you're pissed because people are having fun?

'bites thumb'

THIEF! lul lul lul. drunk posting.

absolutely. i do try and walk as much as i can. but, well, i have good days, and bad days.

i have not. but...i will now. thank you. while i babysit my lil dude, i walk around the complex at least 2x. it's about a 15 minute walk each round. and then we get on the floor and stretch. well..i try, he uses me as a jungle gym. -___-

i'm not going to lie. i read that as 'are penisis racist?'

the gym i was at changed the hours and styles? difficulties i guess you would say. and i could not partake. i was so bummed, because that was helping. i stretch now, and remember the breathing, etc, and apply it daily. but it's not the same as a good yoga session.

no wonder there's no budget for fava beans and a nice chianti.

i mean. strippers are just making a living. although, i didn't 'date' anyone whi~nevermind.

i like just up from the middle row, centered towards the back. but in crowded theaters near the aisle, and close to an exit.

will fava beans and a nice chianti be served?

i actually tried that with 'sit ups' and i do leg lifts while i'm sitting outside. the problem is the arthritis is running rampant through my body. it's like, the v.a. gave me all this shit that was supposed to help, but honestly, i feel worse~which is why i returned all the meds. 4 different pain meds that didn't do shit, except make my body ache more, with that added bonus of 'rot gut'.

my annual checkup, i'm TOTALLY volunteering, and even requesting 'hey look, if the military needs and testing on say... bionic knees. i'm your gal.

well, i've created a vicious cycle it would seem. i tried the gym to help with the knee, but was in greater pain because of the back. so, i would not even walk for a week or two, and eat just stupid. my diet is horrible. i know i don't have the will power to do keto. but at the same time, if i don't do something, i'm going to become a painful blob of pain. honestly, i'm too young to feel this old.

i have about two stone i need to lose. but muh knees won't let me.

i swear to gawd. just seeing the quotes of his amazingly dumbass commentary. ffs.

well, actually it's pound cake, because of weight ratio. i mean, so i heard.

bwahaha. but seriously. keep this to yourself.

aww. so sweet. <3

nah. i think it had something to do with the anthrax series.

crochet. i got some skills. so, ya know. make shit.

well. i have no idea. i remember also wanting to donate blood, and wasn't allowed to. perhaps it was the stuff in the shots (anthrax vaccine, and what ever else dod thought it should protect us from.)

ugh. yeah. i mean, that's too far, for that little time. i have never sold plasma. not for lack of trying, way back in the long long ago. 'they' wouldn't let me. military inoculation or some such shit.

i love you.