I’ll give you one more. A long, long time ago, I was in the IDF. I was in essentially a ditch for 3 days waiting for someone do do something, which they eventually did.
Anyway, got home, taking a shower and then using a neti-pot (salt water up the nose) because I had been choking on dust and filth for 3 days.
A nasty, hard, tick blew out of my nose. It had not been in the “nose” part, but somewhere way higher.
I smashed it in the sink and blood went everywhere.
I proceeded to puke and shake and then wash out my sinuses probably 20 more times I was so disgusted. I had visions of bugs inside my skull.
I find myself thoroughly entertained by literally any store you care to tell about your youth, especially all the stories while still living in Israel. What a wild ride you’ve had
I was freaked out for days. Kept thinking I could hear stuff moving around inside my head.
Bugs are f----g disgusting to me, and this was probably the worst “bug” experience I’ve had, excepting stepping on the occasional scorpion in the shower – which happened in Arizona, mainly.
I confess that I have been a sonic the hedgehog fan ever since early childhood. I always will be. I’m not a crazy fan but, sonic will always be my favorite video game mascot.
I am an old lady living in a 12 year-old’s body. Lately I’ve been attending Meetup events for a group I like, but I hate how late they start. I end up getting home, like, two hours after my bedtime.
I’m by far the youngest person who regularly attends these meetings (I feel Meetup caters most to older people) that start at 7:30PM but I’m also usually the only person not drinking alcohol, which doesn’t pair well with earlier times for most
Alright, I have a few. For one, I can’t squat worth a crap despite doing my absolute best to punch through a (pretty damn ez) plateau. What’s worse, I enjoy my leg days. Hell, I look forward to Friday just so I can go hit them glutes.
Yet, my legs are weak af and that won’t change anytime soon. I’ve talked to plenty of experienced dudes, personal trainers, and even PT professionals, none of them know what’s going on. All I know is that I’m growing hella tired of the ‘don’t be skipping that leg day, bro’ comments and crappy jokes.
When I’m not bitching about my weak legs, I gamble…a lot. It’s not something that is affecting my daily life in terms of finances. Your boy is cush. But it is affecting my mood. Losing makes me want to go back and try to win what I’ve lost, and despite my conscious brain telling me that will never ever work, I still go and do it. What saved me from going deep into the red was the introduction of loss limit features. Without stuff like this https://www.nodepositworld.com/features/loss-limit-faq/ I’d probably be in deep trouble. My gambling habits are definitely not something I’m proud of, but we’re doing confessions, so…
Anyway, if anyone can point me to a shaman or a witch doctor who can fix my zero gains legs, I’m all ears.
but I’m also usually the only person not drinking alcohol, which doesn’t pair well with earlier times for most
