The Complaining and Bitching Thread

It hasn't gotten above 59°F in my office today, and that's with my space heater going. There's probably about a 20°F difference between the office towards the front of the suite, where the admin assistant sits, and mine, and she routinely complains about boiling in her office. She's probably also going through menopause.

So fuck this.

 

You are not. That's why I love you.

 

There is no route home from the vet that does not go through school zones.

 

I. just. don't. wanna.

 

WTF? I must be seeing things. Did I accidently take too many allergy pills?

 

I like @noodle

 

Because I'm #awesome.

 

I have my hover conversion kit on pre-order, passed on the early 80's Delorean though because paying for the fuel for both the car and the tow truck you need to follow it would have been expensive.
Unfortunately the waiting list for Mr. Fusion is reaaaaaaaaaaly long right now.

 

= flat as

 

Debating yoga. Ran a fever overnight, horrible headache, and the impending communist invasion has me so nauseous that I feel like I'm going to vomit when I move. Why do I feel guilty about maybe not going?

 

There is nothing sensual about a fifty pound ass.

 

I went. Fucking forearm planks.

 

I love planks. I did them on a yoga ball last night and almost fell off. Quite comical.

 

Saw a video of Anthony Bourdain extolling the virtues of In-N-Out burger. I've got to say he's wrong. It's not a tasty burger. It is fairly dry and tasteless. But that's not the worst part. Their fries are very starchy. They have no flavor. And their shakes are too thick with no chocolate flavor. And I've been a couple of times. I'm always interested in a new (to me) fast food burger joint. But In-N-Out is way overrated and overhyped. Maybe it's just Hollywood.

 

^^^ not my problem.

Speaking of asses, I just foam rolled mine on the floor of my office because it's so sore from the other night.

 

It doesn't have to be 50lbs. Shelves don't weigh that much.