Post Punk Kitchen Forum

ME TOO MEGGS! THE WEEKEND IS HERE!

disgusting tick fact of the day: in cattle ticks, the neurotransmitter octopamine causes an accumulation of egg wax around the mouthparts. i don't know why this is important enough to mention in a handbook, but reading it made me almost throw up in my mouth a little.

The awkward moment when you get through the cash register after doing a massive shop and discover that your laser card is missing and you manage to block the mastercard thanks to forgetting what the pin is.

I bought a bra the other day at the thrift store and it fits perfectly AND has my initials on front of one of the cups. By chance, but still! My boobs have never been happier.

Quick recovery! Can you set a timer for the fentanyl wearing off? It does go suddenly (assume you have the patch).

Thank you! Yes! So exciting! Also, I'm sending extra pleasant thoughts for BB to get through this tough time.

I got an awesome piece of furniture from my parents for Christmas and I'm positively in love with it. Tomorrow I'm getting a futon and bookshelf from a friend who redid a room of hers and doesn't need it anymore. I smile when I walk in the door because I'm starting to feel like I've got a home! The Christmas lights are pretty sweet, too, and I'm sure add to the magic of it all.

Aw, thanks Meggs. He'll be OK, it's nothing tragic or life-altering. The break-in was a huge part of it; the rest is stuff that would be disappointing all by itself but feels a lot bigger because it's all piling up on him. Y'know?

I'm happy for you and your home! It feels really nice to walk in the door and really feel all warm and fuzzy about your home.

Thanks! I've never really had this feeling before and it's nice. Nothing matches, nothing is how I thought I'd have it and yet I'm pleased as fork.

I missed the note about the break-in. But I was broken in on once and it was awful. Hugs to you both.

You guys with Christmas weekends are so lucky! But I'm happy for you!

The job I interviewed for just got reposted. REALLY don't have my hopes up now.

They gave me Tylenol 3 because I apparently metabolize fentanyl so quickly as to make it basically useless.

And you were totally right about the gas pain. Holy moly is it bad! I've got a heating pad on my tummy and a warm pack on my neck.

Holy forking shiitake. There literally aren't words for how bad the gas pain is. Like, can't breathe, sobbing bad. The only reason I've vetoed the ER is that heat brings it down to a level where I am functional and the thought of being away from heating pads to get to the hospital is intolerable. They definitely down-played how serious this pain is.

oh, j-dub, i'm so sorry! i hope the post-surgery horribleness doesn't last long.

Sending you tons of healing thoughts for a quick and painless recovery. I hope the gas pain passes and that they find something that manages the pain for you,and that you can get back to poutine and having a painfree existence soon.

ouch J-dub! Sending you infinite get-well vibes!

blerg I HATE when they do that! (And you are still waiting for their call?)

J-dub, sending you tons of healing thoughts for a quick and painless recovery. I hope the gas pain passes and that they find something that manages the pain for you,and that you can get back to poutine and having a painfree existence soon.

IDJI, reposting may not mean anything! Often positions have to go up for a certain amount of time or people want to make absolutely sure they got all the good candidates. They may have liked you tons and still had to repost (::crossing fingers that you get it ::)

Hugs to everyone in the thread who needs them :)

Oh you are right that's true!

Hope your recovery is speedy J-Dub

Good luck J-dub! I'll be watching your recovery, my gallbladder has been behaving for the last few years since my stones were discovered but I know eventually I'll probably have to get the surgery.

(mine are jealous)

Oh j-dub, I hope the worst of the pain passes and that you recover soon!

Oh j-dub, I hope the pain passes quickly. That sounds awful.

Hello, why is the end of that part of my hair wet? Oh, seems I dipped it in some oatmeal.

Just when I'm going to be productive and finally do laundry, I can't find my keys to the laundry room. What's the point, even?! Dirty socks forever.