(June 8, 2020 at 8:44 am)Little lunch Wrote: I get this stuff from the vets called Rapigel and it's great for sore backs.
It's like Super Tiger Balm.

I'm using something called Zim's Max Freeze Pro Formula.

Looks pretty good.
Added bonus - it's for humans.
Mine's only for dogs and horses. :-)

(June 8, 2020 at 8:29 am)Eleven Wrote: My lower back has been bothering me lately. It'll hurt for a while, then it'll get better and I won't have a problem for months.

If the occurrences become more frequent, get checked out. If it’s sciatica, it’ll get progressively worse until you’ll need surgery (I had a lumbar laminectomy seven years ago).

Boru

New slippers, Zelda BOTW is boss, and vacation in 2 weeks, life is good.

Sometimes a moment happens and mentally does me in.

I chew aspirin so regularly, it has begun to taste sweet.

Keep a couple of bandaids handy then.

Fun fact, if I were watching Some Like it Hot and had no idea of what would happen to any of the cast members (fat chance of that) and had to guess which one would have died first, I probably would have guessed this guy:



He sounds like he’s in the late stages of throat cancer, and has a very visible hearing aid. Ironically, Nehemiah Persoff is actually the only surviving credited cast member alive today.

The other night, the fire alarm went off where I have been staying at the extended-stay hotel. On the way out the door, there was a cute guy holding the door open, for whatever reason, while holding a frightened cat. At first I walked past him but then after a few steps past him I heard him attempt to console his frightened cat. My cat was in the carrier I was holding, so I turned around and took his place at the door, informing him that he could go and comfort his cat since I know how hard it can be to hold a frightened cat. I held the door open until the traffic slowed and then I closed it, because quite frankly anyone else coming out could simply open the door themselves.

That moment with the cute guy was what prompted yesterday's random thought:
Sometimes a moment happens and mentally does me in.

I just found myself wondering how I could meet the guy again, and thinking like a true psycho I figured the best way would be to pull the fire alarm and wait for him to show downstairs. Granted that he's still here, of course.

What happened to the last boyfriend?
Did you give him the boot for gambling too much? :-)