just to go to the corner store
I have disgusting grandma freak hands & I can’t get the lid off my 5 gallon bucket of slip to pour another mold I even tried the hammer
& my hands are cold & might break I think- I need gloves. Here’s to run-on sentences for the past three months here because I have that little time/effort to even type or write correctly anymore if not for school.
writing paper too cold outside now this paper is stupid anyway why
So, my hands & my feet get icy cold & go stark white & numb sort of frequently (any time it isn’t very warm wherever I am) & I’ve had RLS since I was 18 & both those conditions are linked to peripheral neuropathy.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peripheral_neuropathy
hmmm. I can’t tell if I’m being a hypochondriac right now or not.
I went for a walk & it was so cold. I must’ve looked like I was being forced with a cattle prod to keep moving.
I am not mature enough to handle the noises men make while playing tennis & I can’t acknowledge bowling as a real sport because I am a dick & why can’t you just keep getting strikes if you’re pro? Does it piss bowlers off when grandma’s in the lane next to me CAN’T NOT get strikes over & over again?
Yayyyy, my hands are numb because it’s cold out, but I got job offers! They’re both in childcare, though…
that’s going to be funny.
I’m so cold, I feel sort of brittle & my fingers won’t work right, but I got some pictures of some really neat moments in architecture. I wish I had a better camera. But only for architecture.
Pittsburgh is cold, but the cigarettes are nice when you’re on its porch & here’s my nana we’re painting she’s a good painter
Here’s a sexy picture for you, Anonymous. Pants under pants; staying ultra warm when it’s frigid outside and filling out your jeans to look like a sexy butt-mama.
I could never be a hand model…
