As soon as I get off these BP meds, I'm ready to roll...
It would be fun to work at this pet supply store. They host adoptions sometimes too. I don't like retail, but I wouldn't mind a couple of shifts a week for some extra pay. That or Newbury Comics because I've been going to that store my whole life and I love it. It's primarily a music store, but they also sell comic books, books, headphones, posters, incense burners, action figures and body jewelry. They are hiring currently, but I doubt I could get a weekend shift.
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I used to work at Petco in the aquatics department. I knew nothing about fish. lol
Primal since March 5, 2012
SW: 221 | CW: 182 | LPW: 166 | UGW: 140 (80 lbs loss)
5'9"? well, fine. I guess I will just keep my donations to myself. Picky f*ckers.
I wish I could get paid to fap in a cup.
I might have considered donating eggs when I was young (before I knew of health issues)... but that is a SERIOUS commitment.
Shots, shots, shots... harvetsing isn't exactly fun either.
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“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.
^Yeah I've looked into it but my medical history of depression basically takes me out. And the injections [[shudder]]
I looked into it, but medical history of allergies, depression, hypomania, and crappy eyes, as well as a family history of damn near everything under the sun took me out. That and all the needles. For a needle phobic, needles are bad.
"No fate but what we make"- Sarah Connor, Terminator 2
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
My Primal Battle Tome
Yeah I would think so! I feel like if I was totally desperate and they would take me, I could learn to administer shots (if someone would teach me how first) to myself. But I'm not TOTALLY desperate, just desperate.
My dad emailed me back, worth sharing his response:
"Thank you for sharing all of this with me. What if we agreed not to discuss anything in person until you feel up to it? In the meantime it would be nice to some manual labor together. I'm not happy that you're down, but on the other hand if it gives us an opportunity to rub elbows it will make me feel a lot less of a screw up as a father.
Thanks for writing."
I actually cried when I read this. I really do love my dad. I really want to hang with him on Father's Day, like I got to hang with my mom on Mother's Day. Just chilling and have a nice day in good weather (fingers crossed). It would also be nice to hang with him this Sunday if the weather holds out. I have two projects that I'd like to work with him on (that I mentioned in my email, along with "I don't know where to go from here" and "I need to talk to people more so here is the truth: I am depressed and this is why").
I'm still feeling very upset today, but better now that this is out of the way.
Dinner tonight: roasted potatoes, bacon, burgers. We have cheese for the burgers and Boyfriend wants to put cheese & bacon on the potatoes. Not sure how well that'll work, but we'll see!
He's making an effort. More than I can say for my parental. Go with the effort he's made.
No takers for fap in a cup > 40 y.o. Look, my swimmers are fine, no mutant DNA, gimme my $1200 a shot.
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