Picture of the Day
Reporter photographs wound after javelin pierces his leg. I'm not posting the actual picture because I like you, dear old f-list.
Food
I'm having food issues. I'm not hungry, except once in a blue moon, and when I make myself eat something I'll get full quickly. Like, in one bite I'll be so full that I almost throw up the bite I'm trying to swallow.
It's annoying.
Allergies
Front coming in. Stop. Am breaking out in hives. Stop. Took Benadryl. Stop. Am brainless.
NASCAR
I have tons of NASCAR updates from the weekend, but suffice it to say, my brain dead nature means I won't be making that post today.
The Dog
Chester got stung by a wasp yesterday. We walked out the door and he promptly stepped on the thing. Curled up in the grass whimpering and limped for two hours. I had to go to the store, buy vinegar, soak some bandages in the vinegar and then tie that to his foot and cover it with a sock to get him to leave his foot alone so I could take the pain away. Between that and the Benadryl I gave him, he was back to his old self shortly afterward. But he's really funny to watch when he limps.
Did any of that make sense? My brain is fuzzy.
Reporter photographs wound after javelin pierces his leg. I'm not posting the actual picture because I like you, dear old f-list.
Food
I'm having food issues. I'm not hungry, except once in a blue moon, and when I make myself eat something I'll get full quickly. Like, in one bite I'll be so full that I almost throw up the bite I'm trying to swallow.
It's annoying.
Allergies
Front coming in. Stop. Am breaking out in hives. Stop. Took Benadryl. Stop. Am brainless.
NASCAR
I have tons of NASCAR updates from the weekend, but suffice it to say, my brain dead nature means I won't be making that post today.
The Dog
Chester got stung by a wasp yesterday. We walked out the door and he promptly stepped on the thing. Curled up in the grass whimpering and limped for two hours. I had to go to the store, buy vinegar, soak some bandages in the vinegar and then tie that to his foot and cover it with a sock to get him to leave his foot alone so I could take the pain away. Between that and the Benadryl I gave him, he was back to his old self shortly afterward. But he's really funny to watch when he limps.
Did any of that make sense? My brain is fuzzy.