Pouring alcohol on a blister…. FUCK
I honestly think I’d rather take the pain of being punched in the ribs, kidneys, or a few other places than the pain from pouring alcohol on an open blister, depending on who’s doing the punching maybe.
Also on a semi-related not what is with most people with feet. Almost all females I’ve encountered are like EWWW FEET. I mean it’s a foot, it’s a body part that serves a significant role like your hands. I mean some people have ugly feet, and some people have smelly feet, but not all people do so what the fuck about this body part itself makes it so gross to so many people. Some people are the opposite with feet which is equally weird and there lies why it’s called a fetish.
I’m rambling I need sleep.
P.S. I just thought to myself that even smelling weird and/or looking weird shouldn’t be good enough of reasons to claim feet themselves are gross, especially if you’re a female, because if those were the only characteristics required to make something gross then half women’s vaginas would never get touched.
P.S.S. I know I’m wrong. Some guys are still going to touch your weird looking and smelling vagina, but you got the point of the argument I was trying to make.
I find the title of this Ironic as I’m sure 80% of the people who will read this will come across it by accident and know not a single thing about me or who I am, thus contradicting itself BUT OH WELL.
Haven’t been online in the last 2 days. The martial arts trainer has finished his overwhelmingly time consuming job and we have began training again. We’ve started incorporating Aikido into the number of systems we’re currently mixing together and I’d like to say wrist and shoulder locks are the shit and hurt like a bitch. Interesting discovery, I am not susceptible to pressure points. TL;DR BACK TO TRAINING TO BE BADASS
I ran my car half-way off the road for about 20 to 30 feet, screamed FUCK and returned to the road and drove the rest of the way home I also yelled at the radio because the song was stupid although I can’t recall the song. Don’t drive if you haven’t slept for 24 hours. Even if you aren’t sleepy, your vision and/or equilibrium may not be at peak performance.
Seroquel is a pill for crazy people that they also give to people to help them sleep, and by help them sleep I mean KNOCK YOU THE FUCK OUT. Took one last night after the drive home, literally passed out typing something on the computer still sitting straight up but my head tilted back and I was abruptly awoken coughing when I choked after enough saliva had collected in the back of my throat.
P.S. It’s only been 2 days but it’s felt like forever and I miss my Tinychat friends, I find something about this strange, but I shouldn’t.
For those of you who for some reason don’t fucking know,
GUILE THEME GOES WITH EVERYTHING.
Fuck yo shit, I’m da President.