Or my characters are too damn stubborn to help me. They’re lucky I like em, otherwise they’d die by the end of Chapter One.
Sitting here trying to avoid getting grumpy with the person(s) that don't deserve my grumpiness. However, someone should be targeted with my grumpiness, after all, when my socks don't come back from the laundry (they are sent there in a mesh bag) and a visit to the laundry makes me aware that the socks went to somebody else getting grumpy is my only option.
My above post likely doesn't have all the info that it should have. To anyone unaware of my situation here; I'm in the states waiting to move from one type of healthcare facility to another type. Meanwhile, I have to depend on them for laundry service because I have nobody to turn the job over to and they can't let me do my own laundry here. So I'm stuck having them do my laundry. That wouldn't be too bad but my socks are black and therefore can't be easily marked. Again not a major problem, however, when the person doing the laundry takes it on herself to open the MARKED mesh bag that my socks were placed in and remove the socks from it the problem has a window to get in through. When that window gets used by the person sending the socks to someone else there is a real problem. OH, and, did I mention that I can't afford to buy socks for everyone (or even all the men with large feet) in this place? At any rate, I'm sure that you folks can see where I might be getting grumpy.
"Hello! I'm just checking your address so that my repo butchers don't make the same mistake they did last time. You might have read about it in papers..."
Ahh fond memories. When I used to smoke and it was still enjoyable...and I preferred rollies to filtered, yes, any processed tobacco has a ton of damaging chemicals but the filter has it's own concoction of nasties... ...anyways, back in the day when I used to smoke rollies, there'd by times of zero cash flow, thus I'd sort through the discarded remnants, surgically unwrap the paper and collect the half charcoaled tobacco to make a few full length ciggies. Smoking pre-smoked tobacco, god aweful taste and a throat killer, but still a smoke and kudos for the MacGuyver-esque effort.
I feel ya man...though have you tried direct communication. Took me years to not only learn how to do this but coming across these elements in the process. - many folks operate on autopilot therefore aren't even aware they've created a problem or caused suffering in someone. - unless they become aware of it, via communication, may folks condition themselves to believe their words or behaviour is ok as no one is complaining. - respectful feedback\sensitive confrontation often produces a positive result. I spent far too long with unexpressed inner turmoil regarding the dumb things people did to me, making the mistake of thinking that if it was so obvious to me it must be to them thus they must be doing it on purpose, well over 90% of the time they had no idea of the ramifications of their behaviour, thus I'm now rarely offended by dumbassery.
- Ride day yesterday, but was raining. No joy on lappy, got another vid card, and a few other smaller things. - Signed up with Auspost to get real-time updates on tracked purchases, lappy and EVGA card mid week. - Solid engines mounts... Spoiler: short petrolhead rant amazing how solid rubber as apposed to idiotic hollow oil filled mounts can make such a huge improvement on handling. The 4L inline 6 donk in aussie Fords ( known as Barra's, apparently making a name for themselves over in the US, similar size to the old GTR 6s) are tall and heavy, thus I envision hoikin' it hard around corners puts a ton of lateral pressure on the mounts, forcing the suspension to compress, and in my case with crappy soft original suspension, bottoming out or bouncing around like I'm in a dingy on the open seas. Now with solids, front end is far more stable and level through the corners, thus puts far less pressure on suspension thus tyres thus handling is greaty improved, which equals safety and economy and more pleasure while driving. - 6am, just checked, clear sky, going for a ride. (unless the clouds come swiftly in like they've been doing for yonks) - Having a weekend break from me book, going full tilt on it mondee morning and will power through till finished. - If weather is clear, the weekend is allocated for oil change and brake pad check and possible replacement. Got all the ingredients for the install of cleaned injectors, so that's on the weekend list too. Not confident though as these last several weeks, any clear sky has turned into rain before noon and injectors requires a near full day. Also on to do list asap if I get rain... - Finish off tool room rebuild. - Treadlee final mods - install suntour crankset, XTR rear der and 2nd hand Deore front der and M6000 shifters, cut handlebars, install adjustable stem. Bloody 'ell, the bike is a day's work just on it's own.
It had some spare chunks here and there. It should be rebranded as corn salad. It tasted awful. Did this as well in my early smoking days. Nowadays, I'd rather go on a killing spree for being tobaccoless than do this again.
If we're talking about awful food, I was in the supermarket the other day looking for some convenient lunch meals for work. I was on the tinned fish aisle and spotted some foil packs of tuna. There was three varieties - sweet chilli, sesame ginger, and a good old fashioned mayo, so I bought one of each. I was also attracted by the price at just £1 each. The next day at work I tucked into the sweet chilli one and immediately noticed something didn't taste right. Not in a 'gone off' way, just... odd tasting. I looked at the packet and noticed it wasn't tuna, but 'Tuno' - a vegetable plant based, glutten-free tuna substitute made from textured soya bean. It went in the bin, as did the other two when I got home, unopened.
Tinned fish is okay in an old guy kind of way; really old people eat tinned mackerel/sardines . Buy a couple of tins at the beginning of the week and you woo’t regret it on Friday.
Yeah, I don't much care for tuna, and I don't think tuno sounds much better. Actually it sounds worse. Suppose you will be more vigilante when reading the package to make sure you're getting what you wanted and not some knockoff thing that isn't even close.
Well I am trying. But now fish is bad for you - high in cholesterol and full of mercury Also, water gives you cancer and carrots cause glaucoma... probably.
I thought the war criminals were the boxed sugar bomb pizzas/3 stage processed ready-meals assaulting the working class.
The low price is what enticed me as well. Next time I'll just take the damn black pepper noodles again.