I walk a half an hour to the gym, half an hour back. Get there this morning, having dragged myself out of bed with an upset stomach, for yoga, only to find out the instructor was on holiday and they couldn’t be bothered to find a sub.
Overpriced community gym fuckers.
(Overpriced, because even if you are a member, each class/session/swim still costs £5)
You get an hour of walking in. How is that not sufficient physical exertion for one day?
Missed the edit window. Hope your stomach feels better soon. I recommend a few drops of Angostura bitters in a glass of 7Up.
I’m fat, for one and two hours exercise won’t kill me 
I also have horrible hips that pop out of joint and yoga’s one of the things that help strengthen everything around them enough that they don’t pop on long walks!
Fair enough.
At 86, the way I look at it is that getting old is the penalty one pays for not dying at 50.
I’m so sorry to hear about your kitty. Good kitty thoughts definitely headed your way.
Argan oil-based shampoos/conditioners/masks. All available through Amazon; I use ArtNaturals brand. Since I’ve started using it, my hair has been AMAZINGLY tolerant of the humidity. Almost no frizzies, which is unheard of. See, I saved you a trip to the grocery store. 
Or: Being old and sick is what we get for not dying when we were young and healthy.
I need new friends. Two friends claiming depression and/or social anxiety both bailed on plans for today. Now I don’t have anything to do and it’s a nice day out. Is there a “not mentally ill” club I haven’t heard about that I can join?
TV programming in the month of July on a sunday is dog shit:smack:
Might as well go to youtube, my emergency channel
Pitting myself. I wasn’t paying attention. I thought the dog was inside. Instead, he got out of the fence and went walkabout. And he found the highway. And it’s all my fault. Poor sweet JO. Poor Tony. I haven’t told the little girls yet. The teen girl is destroyed.
You didn’t FEEL LIKE IT?!
I was going to leave you alone in your stupidity, but since you’ve decided to tack on entitlement…
Damn, but you look like an asshole. What do you suppose that’s worth, dipshit?
Yes since I stumbled across a store employee why look for it when I can simply ask?
I am so very sorry about your dog.
Asking is fine. That’s not the problem. It’s dragging a bitch about what you think that employee and all other employees are worth because she couldn’t tell you something right away.
There’s really only one aisle household goods are located on, and it’s different than all the other aisles at the grocery store. They also have these helpful signs over the aisles that tell you what’s down there. You have no way of knowing why she didn’t know the aisle number off the top of her head, but you’ve decided that she doesn’t deserve a living wage. You’re a lazy, entitled twat.
What area of the store (produce, meat, etc.) was she working in? If she worked in a different area there is no reason she would have the aisles relevant to your needs memorized, particularly if she is new.
{{Lacunae Matata}}
Poor sweet doggy. 
(((Lacunae Matata))) I am so sorry this happened. I can’t see that its really your fault, though. Your property is fenced, you had no way of knowing that your dog would manage to get out. While I understand your need to blame yourself, I would blame myself in the same situation, I also think that you are wrong.
Thanks bobkitty! I wasn’t really going to go to the grocery store and demand that some poor clerk give me hair advice, I was going to ask my stylist what to use. She probably has just the thing on her shelves and she knows my hair. (I might have been getting a little dig at cg16.)
The frizzies are annoying, though. I’ll look at ArtNaturals. Or maybe I’ll just get my hair cut short again. That way the frizzies will just add lift.
And thanks for the good thoughts for our old sick kitty. He’s a wonderful cat, but he’s living on borrowed time. Kidney failure, hyper-thyroid, a tumor on his liver and senile. Yesterday was a bad day, but he’s having a good day today. When he has more bad days than good ones we will have to say goodbye.
Today should be my late husband’s birthday. It’s also my (living) best friend’s birthday. It’s a complicated day for me.
It’s also motherfucking hot out, but I live in Texas so I oughta be used to this shit by now.
We purchased our computer in Japan so it has a Japanese OS on it. That’s fine, I read Japanese. But we live in Taiwan now and various programs see the location, and default to Chinese, which I don’t read.
Both my wife and I have google accounts on the computer. Hers is set to Chinese and mine to English.
This freaks google out. It randomly provides search results in English, Japanese and Chinese and refuses to chill out, settle down and simply stay in my setting.
Fuck you!