And know that your body allways produces the chemicals it needs.
Apropos of nothing, but I know an awful lot of Type 1 diabetics who wished that was actually true. There are an awful lot of faults that can develop that stop the body from synthesising what it should altogether, or make it synthesise far too much, or too little.
Apropos of nothing, but I know an awful lot of Type 1 diabetics who wished that was actually true. There are an awful lot of faults that can develop that stop the body from synthesising what it should altogether, or make it synthesise far too much, or too little.
Not to mention all the people I know whose thyroid glands have packed up.
Working as I do with the ill-informed muppets (who, for example, think it's a good idea to drink certain metals - you should have seen the guy who heard that bananas contain potassium, which he'd read was good for the brain and proceeded to consume vast quantities of them...) who take these remedies, I sometimes wish the whole damned internet would just stop working!
My wife sat with me while I watched TV, she needed to go do her stuff, I can't tell her how much she was pissing me off it would offend her.
I cooked curry indoors today so now I started world war 3, but f**k off C**t I'm not cooking f*&cking curry in 110' F heat...
Sorry I'm a disgusting person!!!
Serious the last time she told me to shut up............I almost flipped I could've quite happily guided her face into the wall.....repeatedly........what the f*ck is wrong with me??? :(
I'm going outside in broad daylight to get my awesome kofta curry, but on my way to get that f*cking curry pan I'm gonna piss off the bridge...Might not sound like much, but half the neighbourhood can see that bridge.
...But they can all f**k off and keep their shallow American opinions to themselves, I'm safe in the knowledge that if I do have kids in the future I'm not inseminating a blood relative to do so!!!
That prick out back is out there again, the one with the shotgun, his dog died, but he still has the doghouse sitting htere, I know his dog starved to death, he's a f**kin' scum, I'm gonna go ask him if he thought it was funny to point his shotrgun at me several times over the last couple of years...
Bet he drops his arse? Who wants to bet 5 quid I won't get shot?
Shotgun boy seems to be a bit of a gaylord, I went stomping towards him, shouting such things as come on where's your shotgun now fatty? Yor dog's dead as well!
I think he had a family thing? Maybe he was burying his dog (I know he didn't from it's maggoty filled bowl a few years back)?
I've just made a giant dick of myself, or maybe not, if that dog suffered then f**k him! :D
I know that dog had a sh*t life though, that's what bothers me, I used to look at the dog every day, I used to wan to cut the dogs chain every day, poor thing died neglected I guarentee!!! :(
Not my problem - he died on the ward from a massive M.I. The relatives were adamant that we killed him; what he did to himself was "proven to be beneficial, it was on the internet and backed up by wikipedia"...
Of course, they doubted that our course of calcium gluconate, salbutamol and insulin/glucose was going to do anything at all - which I suppose it didn't, as arrhythmias set in within 24 hours. One relative claimed to be a white witch who could have saved him if we hadn't got our hands on him first.
It beggars belief. Do people really think that the medical profession practise without any scientific research to back up what they do?
I went back out ofr a snout, I walked over to the neighbours yard, he packed up and walked back indoors, I'm really pised now, maybe I'll be apologising to his dog starving redneck ass tomorrow for being agressive? But I didn't see his shotgun point towards me once this time? I asked him if he was going to point it at me next week whilst I was outside having a smoke, because he obviously that is was funnt when his friends were there?
Guess he's a bitch when it comes down to it?
Part of me secretly wanted him to go get it though :(
Yeah? The next yank who calls me "Jeeves", or says something like "I'll have a scotch on the rocks Albert" Is gonna get their f*ckin' nose shoved up their f*ckin' nose as well...
Mrs Boozy came back home, she was really nice to me, I mean really ..nice to me :D
No not sexual you dirty buggers, she was just a friendly face when I needed one, calmed me down, and so on :)
Alright I've been a drunken bellend, I'll probably end up apologising to fatty tomorrow, I guess I was very aggresisve towards him, but I know his fat arse starved his dog :mad:
Anyway! Sorry for being a nob people, I'm really pished, I mean really, tomorrows hangover is gonna be hardcore :(
Mrs Boozy came back home, she was really nice to me, I mean really ..nice to me :D
No not sexual you dirty buggers, she was just a friendly face when I needed one, calmed me down, and so on :)
Alright I've been a drunken bellend, I'll probably end up apologising to fatty tomorrow, I guess I was very aggresisve towards him, but I know his fat arse starved his dog :mad:
Anyway! Sorry for being a nob people, I'm really pished, I mean really, tomorrows hangover is gonna be hardcore :(
Do people really think that the medical profession practise without any scientific research to back up what they do?
Doesn't help that quack remedies like homeopathy are available on the NHS. But it's not just medical professionals. People don't trust scientists either because most people don't have enough education to distinguish science or medicine from magic.
This is what happens when you attempt a GTA marathon.......I'm phoning Titchmarsh right away!
I think if I had've played GTA yesterday instead of watching TV none of this would've happened, so I'm going to play it today, and that's all I'm doing.
Don't think I'll have a drink today either? I passed out at my desk last night, and I was there for 4 hours, until my wife got so pissed off with my snoring and trying to make me go to bed, that she came into my man cave and pushed me off my chair. My head is well fuzzy and I downed so much booze I actually think my liver hurts.
Well I didn't break anything by the looks of things yesterday, but imust've had my glasses on when I passed out as they just aren't sitting right now, and I guess I'll say sorry to fatso if I see him mowing his lawn today?
Can't believe I got so wound up over a curry, and a dead dog, it's just not like me at all? I might go back and get rid of my rants from yesterday actually, it's a day I'd like to forget about :(
Don't delete them. There's some great material for a game. Or maybe a crap game.
Run around the neighbour's yard, yelling abuse while avoiding being shot!
I'm not sure how to work the curry into the plot though.:)
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Best medicine there is.
..oh and beer.
Apropos of nothing, but I know an awful lot of Type 1 diabetics who wished that was actually true. There are an awful lot of faults that can develop that stop the body from synthesising what it should altogether, or make it synthesise far too much, or too little.
Not to mention all the people I know whose thyroid glands have packed up.
Working as I do with the ill-informed muppets (who, for example, think it's a good idea to drink certain metals - you should have seen the guy who heard that bananas contain potassium, which he'd read was good for the brain and proceeded to consume vast quantities of them...) who take these remedies, I sometimes wish the whole damned internet would just stop working!
D.
Oh my, I bet that was fun to mop up.
I cooked curry indoors today so now I started world war 3, but f**k off C**t I'm not cooking f*&cking curry in 110' F heat...
Sorry I'm a disgusting person!!!
Serious the last time she told me to shut up............I almost flipped I could've quite happily guided her face into the wall.....repeatedly........what the f*ck is wrong with me??? :(
Work stress?
Possibly?
I'm going outside in broad daylight to get my awesome kofta curry, but on my way to get that f*cking curry pan I'm gonna piss off the bridge...Might not sound like much, but half the neighbourhood can see that bridge.
...But they can all f**k off and keep their shallow American opinions to themselves, I'm safe in the knowledge that if I do have kids in the future I'm not inseminating a blood relative to do so!!!
Bet he drops his arse? Who wants to bet 5 quid I won't get shot?
I guarentee I won't :D
in the right frame of mind to start arguing with the neighbor.
"and shooting him with his own shotgun".
I think he had a family thing? Maybe he was burying his dog (I know he didn't from it's maggoty filled bowl a few years back)?
I've just made a giant dick of myself, or maybe not, if that dog suffered then f**k him! :D
I know that dog had a sh*t life though, that's what bothers me, I used to look at the dog every day, I used to wan to cut the dogs chain every day, poor thing died neglected I guarentee!!! :(
Not my problem - he died on the ward from a massive M.I. The relatives were adamant that we killed him; what he did to himself was "proven to be beneficial, it was on the internet and backed up by wikipedia"...
Of course, they doubted that our course of calcium gluconate, salbutamol and insulin/glucose was going to do anything at all - which I suppose it didn't, as arrhythmias set in within 24 hours. One relative claimed to be a white witch who could have saved him if we hadn't got our hands on him first.
It beggars belief. Do people really think that the medical profession practise without any scientific research to back up what they do?
D.
Guess he's a bitch when it comes down to it?
Part of me secretly wanted him to go get it though :(
No not sexual you dirty buggers, she was just a friendly face when I needed one, calmed me down, and so on :)
Alright I've been a drunken bellend, I'll probably end up apologising to fatty tomorrow, I guess I was very aggresisve towards him, but I know his fat arse starved his dog :mad:
Anyway! Sorry for being a nob people, I'm really pished, I mean really, tomorrows hangover is gonna be hardcore :(
Oh well it's my own fault I suppose :D
Yes. :(
Let it all out. It's good to rant! :)
Doesn't help that quack remedies like homeopathy are available on the NHS. But it's not just medical professionals. People don't trust scientists either because most people don't have enough education to distinguish science or medicine from magic.
This is what happens when you attempt a GTA marathon.......I'm phoning Titchmarsh right away!
it's now called a GTA snickers!
Oi! I was gonna say that!! :p
I think if I had've played GTA yesterday instead of watching TV none of this would've happened, so I'm going to play it today, and that's all I'm doing.
Don't think I'll have a drink today either? I passed out at my desk last night, and I was there for 4 hours, until my wife got so pissed off with my snoring and trying to make me go to bed, that she came into my man cave and pushed me off my chair. My head is well fuzzy and I downed so much booze I actually think my liver hurts.
Well I didn't break anything by the looks of things yesterday, but imust've had my glasses on when I passed out as they just aren't sitting right now, and I guess I'll say sorry to fatso if I see him mowing his lawn today?
Can't believe I got so wound up over a curry, and a dead dog, it's just not like me at all? I might go back and get rid of my rants from yesterday actually, it's a day I'd like to forget about :(
Run around the neighbour's yard, yelling abuse while avoiding being shot!
I'm not sure how to work the curry into the plot though.:)