AWKWARD ZOMBIE

Malum wrote:Sue the poor, great idea.

This was theft, pure and simple. And you prosecute for theft. Or do something similar to what Riku's saying and suspend benefits.

I just realized I actually typed cheddar instead of cheddar.

Okay so I think I've figured it out: The asshats at google that ask me to link my account with google+ do so every two weeks. The first time I got really rustled off was two weeks ago when I went on their product forums or whatever they are and posted a complaint. They asked me again and I decided to check up on that post and I saw that it was practically two weeks on the dot. You could probably set your timer to it. In fact, I think I'll set a reminder on my phone for every two weeks: "Tell Google to fuck off".


Oh, and now my brand new cable box that was working fine yesterday is busted. Just fucking perfect.

Back in July when we moved we were supposed to have our electricity and gas connected by Energy Australia. They never connected us and we had to go through some bullshit to get a connection. Now months after the fact they have claimed our accounts off the company we were happily using causing further bullshit because the other company has charged us an exit fee.

I called up about a month ago to fix it and they just sent me another bill. So rustled right now.

rustled because i can't make a microwave brownie without it fucking up

it has like 5 ingredients and you just slam it in the microwave for a minute but for some reason it's way too hard for me to make

didn't get house #2 either sigh. in a way i'm glad though because it wasn't *exactly* what we wanted, and we still don't have anyone to take up our lease at the apartments either so meh

but it's getting frustrating. i want to move dammit, i want more space and a dog :[

over ate for like the 3rd day in a row because my parents are away and i have no one to tell me not to do it

I'm going to be bedridden for a few days. I was setting a power pole and rustled it up against a tree as I was burying it. I noticed a wasp fly by my head and looked up to see at least ten of them flying about the tree. I panicked and started backpedaling until I twisted my ankle with a sick popping sound that might not have been as audible as it felt. I knew as soon as I hit the ground that it was bad, and by the time I made it back into the truck and took off my shoe to see it was swelling fiercely. So badly, in fact, that when I took off my sock and got a good look, I was sure something was broken. The swelling was so bad it was pushing my foot at an angle.

In the end, though, it's a relatively simple sprain. The pain started to fade (as much as I could expect, anyway) by the time I got to a hospital so they didn't even prescribe me anything. Took a few x-rays to confirm it wasn't broken, and sent me home with a few instructions to keep it elevated and on ice.

It happened on company time so their insurance will take care of the visit, and worker's comp should pay for my days away from work(?) I'm not 100% sure on that since I wasn't really comfortable talking to my boss about cheddar when I wasn't able to stand on both of my feet, but if that doesn't happen I won't be too broken up about it. Company accident insurance did mean that I needed a drug screening while I was at the hospital, good thing I didn't spend all day yesterday smoking meth like I usually do.

Sounds like you might have dislocated something then popped the bone back in. That happened to me once, I managed to hobble around for the next hour thinking it was nothing and only realised later that something must have been wrong because my ankle was the size of a softball.

Hopefully it doesn't take you as long to recover.

Exeres wrote:I'm going to be bedridden for a few days. I was setting a power pole and rustled it up against a tree as I was burying it. I noticed a wasp fly by my head and looked up to see at least ten of them flying about the tree. I panicked and started backpedaling until I twisted my ankle with a sick popping sound that might not have been as audible as it felt. I knew as soon as I hit the ground that it was bad, and by the time I made it back into the truck and took off my shoe to see it was swelling fiercely. So badly, in fact, that when I took off my sock and got a good look, I was sure something was broken. The swelling was so bad it was pushing my foot at an angle.

In the end, though, it's a relatively simple sprain. The pain started to fade (as much as I could expect, anyway) by the time I got to a hospital so they didn't even prescribe me anything. Took a few x-rays to confirm it wasn't broken, and sent me home with a few instructions to keep it elevated and on ice.

It happened on company time so their insurance will take care of the visit, and worker's comp should pay for my days away from work(?) I'm not 100% sure on that since I wasn't really comfortable talking to my boss about cheddar when I wasn't able to stand on both of my feet, but if that doesn't happen I won't be too broken up about it. Company accident insurance did mean that I needed a drug screening while I was at the hospital, good thing I didn't spend all day yesterday smoking meth like I usually do.

My ankle was sprained once. I tripped bowling because I didn't know there was a raise to the actual bowling area and I was going first.(The local bowling alley didn't have one.)

Nachalnik wrote:over ate for like the 3rd day in a row because my parents are away and i have no one to tell me not to do it

Don't do it!
<3 Riku

Oh hey, someone commented on my Earthbound LP finally!

Oh hey, it's a bot.

Only managed to get one exercise into the third set before my legs basically told me to piss off and went on strike.

I guess it's some consolation I managed 60 lunges, 24 squats, 24 calf raises, 24 mountain climbers, and 24 sumo squats before that happened considering I'm horrendously out of shape.

I can't seem to get back into drawing/painting aside from occasional sketching.

Once in a while I'll try to work on a more complex picture but I end up bored and distracted almost immediately.

Dear media: feeling guilty is NOT a punishment. Using it as a catch all consequence for when you try to be "morally ambigious" is lazy fucking storytelling