hagrok
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hagrok

I have a bunion, and I’ve been battling wicked calluses on the inside of my big toe and the second toe where they rub together. I’ve had to use the salicylic acid bandages to wear them down a little and then trim them down with small scissors, but it doesn’t last; I have to do it every month or two. Probably nothing

DAMMIT. I just ordered one and forgot all about the trade-in. Now I have to figure out if I can apply that retroactively.

DAMMIT. I just ordered one and forgot all about the trade-in. Now I have to figure out if I can apply that

If I had my druthers and no demands on my schedule, I tend to default to about a 2am-10am sleep routine. But I have to be at work at 6:30am at least once a week, or often enough that I have to force myself to be about a 12am-8am person. If my alarm goes off at 5:30am, I can get out of bed with relatively little

Similarly, horseradish. My local fusion place has a hot mustard dip for egg rolls, and more than a dab makes me flow copious tears and snot, and I keep going back for more...

> She cut contact with me - because SHE had done something awful and then she got upset that I dared to be angry about the thing she did.

Happened to me once - nor’easter that got me stuck in a layover airport (Pittsburgh) for 3 days with no spare clothes. Never ever travel without a spare pair of undies stashed in your carryon.

Not only have I rarely run into men with whom I have any chemistry, I’m one of those super-stubborn people who refuses to waste my time on men with whom I don’t have any chemistry. I am perfectly content to bide my time doing what (and who) I want to do until the right person comes along. I freely admit I’m a tough

Another red flag: when someone new tells you that you’re too good for them, that they’re a bad/selfish/awful person, BELIEVE THEM.

Belching loudly is a tried-and-true pH test of mine. I don’t do it when it’s truly inappropriate, but if a guy can’t deal with the fact that I can rattle the Richter scale, he isn’t going to be able to deal with me, period.

I’ve been to Europe multiple times - including the Bush admin - and I have always been treated like everybody else. A few people were curious about how I felt about my government, but “treated like a pet dog?” Hell no. It was only other Americans who spouted twaddle about how Germans hate Americans and they’d treat me

Interestingly, I’ve flown a few dozen times in my life, and I can only recall my ears being truly uncomfortable *once*. I can’t even remember when or where I was going, just that I thought “oh, this is what people mean when they say their ears hurt when the plane starts descending.” Swallowing has almost always done

Conversely, I (also a woman) keep mine in places where I don’t have to go to any great effort to keep them covered under professional circumstances, but they can still be seen if I dress casually. The atmosphere has gotten a lot more permissive over the years, but I know if I leave this job and go elsewhere, I won’t

I’m surprised that the percent of tattooed folks in retail is only 14%; anecdotes are not data, but especially in the last five years or so, the percentage of people in my store with tattoos has jumped substantially; I’d estimate that on average at least a third of the staff, including managers, has at least one.

“If I just try harder” is the swan song of all of us who were in abusive relationships of any kind, I think. If I just love them as much as I can, if I just keep trying to help them, if I just stick it out while they get their crap together, those few really good days we have will bolster me through all the bad days

I can very much relate to the daughter. There’s a lot of background story that I don’t really want to get into, but my mother has spent a great deal of my life trying to control it and direct it in the fashion she thinks would be best for me, even after she pushed me out of the nest. I, due to unexplained background

I’ve used the rule while not aware there was such a thing. I had a flight out of Reagan once, which happened to be considerably cheaper than BWI, then my home airport, enough to justify taking the MARC/Metro. What I didn’t know at the time was that the Baltimore light rail was undergoing some kind of delay which meant

Schneider pens - they have several different varieties and I like them all, but I’m partial to the Sliders - Rave and XB are the two I have here at home. The pen is comfortable in my hand, and it writes smoothly with a nice broad stroke that almost never has goopy blobs.

Schneider pens - they have several different varieties and I like them all, but I’m partial to the Sliders - Rave

When BB isn’t enough, I have a tin of Tokyomilk Dark lip balm that goes on heavily enough to coat my lips without being obnoxiously greasy. (The scent is not particularly noticeable to me either... I can smell the coco noir in the tin, but not on my face.)

I fix computers. Smokers are the worst. The smell, the red gook caked on all the parts. At least the computers belonging to careless sneezers and fappers can be cleaned up with gloves and some damp wipes...

I envy women who can wear fit and flare - I’m too long-waisted. They look hilariously bad on me. The waist is up on my ribcage and my butt practically hangs out. I am limited mostly to separates. Very very rarely I can find a skimmy A-line dress that follows curves without being bodycon or with a defined waist.