The Complaining and Bitching Thread

Man, I gotta wait for pants to dry before I can go to the store. You'd think after almost an hour in the dryer, they'd be done.
I try not to fry them out in the in industrial heat, so I do half the time delicate and the rest permanent press. Apparently, when it's cold outside, they don't heat up well.
Note to self.

 

It's not my dryer :/ apartment complex

 

My knee is really hurting today. No idea what caused it.

 

We really are different people. I don't carry a purse and I keep pictures of Miguel Hidalgo on my person, if I can.

 

That 3-D strip is pretty snazzy.
I wonder how long before it's successfully counterfeited?

 

Harrison Ford was in his 30's when he got his first big break in "Star Wars." Mid-forties and older in "Indiana." No, I guess I don't get it. You are on the other side of 35, is that it?
Also, Hulk Hogan is what age? He looks older than Ford.

EDIT: I just guessed at the ages. I was good on Star Wars (36). Less good on the first Indiana film (40).
Blade Runner and The Fugitive are my 2 fave Ford flicks.
Hogan can get Medicare in 2 years (age 62). Doubtful he'll use it as it is a pain and he is wealthy, no?

 

I'm suddenly reeling over the fact you seem way too interested in Hulk Hogan.

*thinks must dig deeper before beginning shelter construction while checking MRE prices.*

 

Holy fuck, dissertation chair. You couldn't have told me A YEAR AGO that I needed to get permission from another set of people to use their norms?! Jeebus Christo, woman!

 

Years of 'roid use will do that. Every freaking guy at my gym tries to sell me on these "great freaking things! Seriously you'll never get 500mm arms without them." I've had guys bring me half nude photos of themselves showing before and after. "No, you don't understand you'll never look like this without them." No, I do "get it" I've got no interest in "Gyno" (bitch tits) or not being able to put my arms behind my back, even less interested in possibly contracting cancer. I've been in all kinds of shape over the years, everything from horrible and bed ridden to pretty damn fit. The 'roid shape never appealed to me at all.

 

It's Monday, right? That explains way too much about my poopy day/mood.

 

I got two shots today AND more blood was taken from me. :-(

 

Human pincushion. BOO.

 

Can't sleep, stomach is gurgling from supplements.

 

I hate that every freaking thing here is built with the cheapest option. I have no living room light because the wall switch that controls the light and fan stopped working last night. They're paired, the fan speed is controlled by DC in some weird config I've never seen. I spent hours driving around Merida last night looking for the part, nope. I now have no lights in the living room. Blah. I'm off to the gym, when I get back it will be light enough to work in here.

 

I have "Ho Hey" stuck in my head.

Help!

 

Gross.