I wouldn't use the word "tail" because I couldn't care less about that. I also can't disparage Wal-Mart because it's about the only place I have any social interaction at. If I don't have to leave the house, I don't leave the house (lol).
You know, Cats and Dogs are such lovable morons. When I think of human morons, my first instinct is to run the opposite direction. But cats and dogs just make me laugh. Here's a video of a dog just being a dog. I like how toward the end the dog turns to its master and is like "Did you see that? Damn, tried to help her out." As for cats, no video, but my friends cat has this insanely funny habit of running from her own farts. I'm serious, she farts and blots as though she heard some gun shots.
I've learned a lesson today! Always walk slowly and pay attention to where your feet are, or else you're libel to bash them hard against a swinging door and split the nail. <limp limp limp>
So are you admitting to being in the closet about enjoying Bastinado? Pretty sure you can find someone to help you with that, if you are.
Next time, ask me before learning that lesson. Maybe I can confirm that will happen if you keep that course up. __ I finally finished "Assassin's Creed: The Secret Crusade"! I say outside and finished it! The ending gave me goosebumps and I grinned like the AC nerd I am. My mom also bought me the new Stephen King book (she refused to let me leave the bookstore without anything). Yay for books!
I peeled so gloriously bigly much skin off of my feet last night, and I've still got about half to go... I love this stuff.
LOL-- After our convo the other day, I Amazoned myself a foot peel mask and will be doing the same. How painful is this gonna be, Ash? (I have a pretty high threshold.)
Hire a Surg-Droid that supplies Centurian Anesthetic. You will be in bliss until the skin grows back on your feet.
I made cookies. They came out so great that I forgot to sit down at the table and eat them. Nothing fancy, just chocolate chip with pecans mixed in. Happiness is a fresh cookie. Gimme diabetes, life, I freaking dare you.
I'm picturing you wearing a half-assed Darth Vader cosplay, a cookie in each hand, on your knees in the pouring rain, looking up at the sky and cackling maniacally.
None nada zip zilch, if it hurts, you're doing it wrong. First first, there should be a little tester patch to swipe on your skin to check for bad reactions. Do that. Next first, take a bath or otherwise soak your feet for at least twenty minutes up to you got bored. Prune feet are a good thing. Open the little plastic booty socks and put your feet in them. The ones I got advertised 40 minutes, but the old ones took an hour, so check the directions. Don't try to walk with the plastic booty socks on, you will slip and die. If you need to be mobile, put another pair of regular socks over them. It'll still feel gross, but it's safer. After the 40 minutes or an hour or whatever, take the booty socks off, throw them away, and rinse your feet thoroughly in the tub/sink/shower. Rub your fingers between and under your toes, get all that stuff off. Then wait. If you'd like to soak your feet daily, it might help, but if not, that's fine too. After a day or two, the skin on your feet will get really dry, shiny, and papery. This is normal. After a day or so of that, your find an edge somewhere, or a little popped blister. The manufacturer says not to play with it and not to peel your feet. The manufacturer is a doody-head, because that's all the fun. But- Peel gently and slowly. Work your fingertip under the skin, lifting it incrementally. If it starts to hurt (usually in the thicker areas, toe pads, ball of the foot, heel), stop! Just stop, trim it as close as you can to the area that hurt, and leave that bit for a day or so, it hasn't fully separated yet. You might want to wear socks at night, or maybe it will amuse you to put dark sheets on the bed. It'll look like a used-car salesmen's convention had a hair-brushing competition down where your feet sleep. It'll take a few days for everything to come off, but I find it impossible not to fiddle with, it just makes me sad that it takes about a year for me to regrow my harvest...
Somebody get this man a job writing cosmetics instructions!!!!!!! (I would be, like, reading the back of every jar, box, and package on my vanity table.) Thanks, Ash! ETA: This is going to be way more fun and less of a hassle than a paraffin treatment...
And when life actually throws diabetes my way, I can do this, Just change the cape to an old bed sheet....the armor would be my black leather vest an some jeans etc.
So...Assassin's Creed is available on PC. I'm not a PC gamer, but I don't have a PS3. I guess I can be a PC gamer for a little bit. The happy part? I can finally play Assassin's Creed!
I've been able to fall asleep. Not only fall asleep but wake up groggy, and if I choose so, fall back to sleep promptly. Haven't been able to do that since my mid 20s, so yeah... it's a pretty big thing. I suspect it had something to do with my neurotransmitters and brainwaves and my earlier experiments with a method called 'brainwave entrainment'. But it seems like my waves are returning to normal, and neurotransmitter function being restored. Cool beans and rice.