…side of my body.
Annoying (so far thankfully mild) aches and pains to beset me recently have all been left-sided. There’s the on and off left knee pain that I mostly feel climbing stairs. Then my running program got interrupted by a case of plantar fasciitis - left heel, naturally. Now it seem that the shoe inserts I’ve been using to fix the plantar fasciitis have resulted in early symptoms of Morton’s neuroma in my left foot.
So now I’ve gotta go buy new shoes.
Goddamn left.
Gasp
I had no idea that could happen, but it does make perfect sense. Thank you for the very sound advice. I guess its going to be a pendant sooner than I had planned. Having the ring made into something designed to be worn on a chain is much different than damaging it through carelessness.
I’m still dying of allergies, though. I’m not alone either. I was in a meeting on Friday and it sounded like we were in a TB ward or something. I’m starting to really hate trees.
Not sorry. How often do you get to put a whole minirant into one word and have everyone understand it? 
Well, let me add to the pain complaints here. I have juvenile rheumatoid arthritis that “went into remission” in my twenties like the doctors said it would Now that I’m mid-50’s, it’s coming back with a slightly different pattern, regular old person RA, I guess. For the last few days I’ve had a flare up in my lower back; either the sacro-iliac joint or the L5/S1 joint. That’s been the worst, but my right hip joint has been singing in gentle harmony. It hasn’t been responding to my maintenance medication, nor to popping Alleve like candy. It gets worse at night so I feel like I’m laying on a spike and there isn’t any position that’s comfortable enough for sleeping more than an hour or two.
My typical pattern is that it will go away of it’s own accord in a few days. (But of course come back at some random, unannounced time.) But… man. Pain really pisses me off. I want to punch it in the throat and piss on it’s face.
My coping skills are fine, why do you ask?
Damn mortgage loan process!!!
Now I can understand why the underwriter may take some time but that’s a done process.
We’ve been waiting four days for a Closing Disclosure. All that shows is a breakdown of the financial transaction at close. It’s a little bit easier to prepare than a Tax 1040 so I wouldn’t be surprised if it took a couple of days to turn it around but it’s been FOUR FREAKIN DAYS.
There’s a mandatory lag of three days after I can sign it and the close date is Friday!
So, thank you dipshit working in an office somewhere. I get to keep stressing out over whether or not you might use your valuable time to GET ME THE FREAKIN DISCLOSURE so that we can meet the close date!!!
Pollen!
Fuck You Mark Davis for taking your team out of Oakland and moving it to Vegas, you weasley little prick. And you have the balls to say that after the move the team will still be known as the Oakland Raiders. Fuck off you sniveling, greedy piece of pig shit. And get a decent haircut, dipstick.
For the win!
And now that MoA had ranted my rant, I’m going to complain about my Beloved Butthead and his love of gadgets. When we first decided to become serious, he went online and looked up things to give (and not give) to people with cats.
So, no flowers because cats like to nibble plants and might get an upset tummy or worse. He would send pots of live catnip instead. Very thoughtful.
He also bought me an automatic litterbox. This was the sort that had a rake thing that would come out and rake the used cat food into a container. The concept was great and its the thought that counts, right? Yeah, not so much. One of my cats thought it was much fun to sit on the rake and swipe the motion sensor with his paw to go for a ride. Burnt out 3 of them before I figured out what was happening.
He bought one that kinda spun around continuously while sifting the used cat food out. It was so slow that it wasn’t fun to ride in, and not deep enough for a determined digger. I’d come home from work to find at least half of the contents flung on the floor every night, but it did last longer than the rake ones.
This is not because I asked for these things. I don’t like litter boxes that come with instruction books. Its because he’s a fucking engineer and he’s seeing a problem where there isn’t one. He loves me and he wants to fix my problem and isn’t there anything that can be improved with the latest and newest tech toy?
We now have a litter robot. I’m embarrassed to post a link. If anyone is looking for the latest and bestest and newest and most improved litter box ever, look it up for yourself.
It has a flipping nightlight. For a fucking cat!!!
Maybe I should start drinking a LOT of wine so he can move on to automated cork pullers.
Serves Oakland right for taking them back in the first place.
I get that I don’t have the greatest computer, but holy hell, Windows, if I hit accidentally hit “Enter” on my sign in screen w/o entering a password, why do you need to take 10+ seconds to determine my password is incorrect when the damn thing wasn’t even filled in?
It’s a security feature to make guessing passwords at random infeasible. I’m honestly not sure why the first failed attempt isn’t whitelisted, but I guess they felt that adding additional complexity to a security feature wasn’t warranted, which is fair enough I guess.
You think that you’re joking, but my parents have gone through like 4-5 fancy wine openers. None of them work as well as a traditional one.
Why do the good food like Lasanga, Pizza, Buffalo wings, and rasberry ice tea flares up my arthritis. My damm fingers are swollen today.
Perhaps the boxes would work if you stopped filling them with cat food.
Either I have been whooshed or you have.
I believe “used cat food” is a euphemism for cat poop.
Rider cat needs a Roomba.
:smack:
Here, we just call it Tootsie Rolls with sprinkles.
Thought you’d appreciate this old story, flatlined.
Nah, not really. It’s the other way round: he sees something SHINY! With MORE LIGHTS!!! and then seeks an excuse to buy it. I ought’a know, I’m an engineer too
For the first three I’d guess it’s tomatoes, but that doesn’t explain the raspberry iced tea. I hope.