Tired of being the fat man in a tiny car

 I’ve drastically cut back and switched completely to sugar free/diet/zero calorie sodas, and replaced my Orange Mint Lifesavers with Sugar Free Jolly Ranchers. It wasn’t as hard as I thought it would be, bit I think that has a lot to do with me counting calories and reading nutritional labels of what I’m buying and eating. I’ve learned that drinking a tall glass of water when I’m questioning if I’m actually hungry or if I’m boredom eating has really shown me a lot of my grazing is boredom eating.

I got another copy of the book that really truly helped me a decade ago (Dieting For Dumbies), and was gifted a new book Foods That Harm & Foods That Heal. Not sure I’ll be able to spend 30-45 minutes on the eliptical 2 or 3 times daily-which was never the plan, but I wanted to loose the weight bad enough I eliminated ALL the candy and traded my bad eating and drinking habits for a relationship with the eliptical machine.

Now it’s time to head back to the gym. I’m not trying to spend 45 minutes on the eliptical 2 or 3 times EVERY DAY like I did 10 years ago, but that wasn’t the plan then. I just didn’t want to be the fat guy in the tiny car anymore and turned in my bad eating and drinking habits-AND ALL MY CANDY for an addiction to the gym. It took a 11 months, but I went from 284lbs to 196lbs.

It’s been 10 years and I don’t have that crazy energy I had a decade ago, but its time to start and put in the effort now that I’m back to better health. After 2 1/2 months (Nov 25th to be exact) of sinusitus and chest conjestion, it was nice to finally have clear sinuses and lungs. Then it snowed. 

Now I’m ready.

I'm so jealous of people who know how to shut up, I shut up and subtitles come out my face.

 

Sometimes I can be long-winded and tell you every little minute detail of what had happened, but I know that comes from being the son of parents of thoroughly knowledgeable, intellectual parents that  we’re excellent communicators that could explain things in detail to people and give them all the knowledge they needed so they didn’t have any questions to ask.

This is a blessing and a curse at the same time to me; between my ability to get sidetracked, or start a new story in a story (like the movie Inception), and short attention span‘s of others sometimes I’m just rambling on like a Ramblin Man.

As a dance to my drummer and my own beat, my second New Year’s resolution there’s to be more direct communicating with others. Well, it is good to hear a friend’s voice, but I haven’t heard in a long time and catch up-I don’t need to tell everybody every little thing and monopolize or dominate the conversation. Communication is a two-way street and I realize I’ve kind of been driving right down the middle of it with long ass texts. I guess I figure it’s because I figure I can put everything into a text (I LOATHE TEXTING BTW), and everything’s there, so if you have missed something you can always scroll up to review The notes above lol. 

I grew up talking on the phone and I’ll continue calling people on the phone. There are some of y’all out there that need to set up or clean out your voicemail so I can leave you a message just telling you I was thinking about you and wondering how you were doing, but it is what it is and I’m trying to keep in contact with all those great important people of and in my life.

And somebody really needs to come along an update that speech to text app because the amount of time I end up correct in the incorrect dictation Drives me bonkers. If I had a nickel for every time, I’ve screamed at my iPad “Can you hear the words coming out of my mouth?” I would be driving a Porsche 911 instead of a Honda-or have a couple of Honda’s.

Long story short-TOO LATE!!! I’m gonna try harder to use less words to get my point across.

I'm so jealous of people who know how to shut up, I shut upSometimes I can be long-winded and tell you every little minute detail of what had happened, but I know that comes from being the son of parents of thoroughly knowledgeable, intel

Milk crates are thoroughly fascinating and efficient. You know, Walmart puts security devices on the plastic handbasket so people can’t steal them now no it’s not. It really has impacted my ability to steal baskets

Somebody stole my damn cornucopia, and all the plastic hand baskets that I had stolen from our neighbors when I was a kid-their dad made shopping carts and the plastic hand baskets used in grocery stores, and he’d bring home unique colors that look like those damn jelly slippers that every girl between or and 11 had. My mom stole most of them from me and still has a bunch of them. 

That’s OK. I prefer milk crates anyway! THEY ARE SQUARE AND STACKABLE! But I actually do have a rectangular milk crate from some dairy farm. My friend Todd gave me he was showing me all the shit that he needed to get rid of in his garage. I had never seen a rectangular before and I was overwhelmed-AND SPEECHLESS-studying said rectangular milk crate. Damn ADHDDVDOMG mom you’re blocking the way there is a guy right behind you. You need to let him buy. He needs to go on the aisle let’s go this way 

Before last night, all of my shopping baskets have been stolen from me and found new homes. You know Walmart put a sensor device on hand baskets? I knew they were doing that cuz DUH!!! But I didn’t even hear it if it did go off when I walked out the door. I din’t realize I had accidentally allegedly borrowed their hand basket; I was literally checking out when my phone rings and my 77-year-old child Is freaking out in the parking lot screaming my name.

So that’s how THAT happened. ALLEGEDLY-

Dis bish Karen-

 

What Happened To 'Apartment Patty' The Key Fob Karen? - YouTube

This Karen seems like the type who would self elected herself as the new GRAND WIZARD at her local "social organization." Of course that wouldn't go overwell, but it's okay-her legal team has already filed paperwork for multiple lawsuits against entire organziation citing discrimination, assault and rape allegatons on to any and every injustice the organization has done-and will or may do in the future-and are trying to kill her.

She is willing to settle for ownership and complete control of the "social organization," any and all land even owned or associated with the organization, 8/3 BILLION (which will be audited TWICE YEARLY to audit to add and increase to include for higher cost of living adjustment and for inflation. a hand written apology from each and evety member of the organiztion, total and complete ownership of said individual, their soul, any anld all propety and possesions of said indivdual, total control and ownership of the individual, their soul-up to and including any ald all family members of relation, up to and including their souls , townseershp the entiry of all of their world ly possesions, 30% total annual inccomend all individal and aoowner , their family including but not limited t(30%) said individauls entire annual income , and lastly total and complete ownership and control of HELL.

Like Uncle Jessy used to tell Bo and Luke, " You can chase a greased pig from here to hell, but there's only 1 knot you can tie around that greasy pigs nuts that ain't gonna slip off will hold and rip 'em off clean when you hit the go pedal on your pretty little F350. YOU JUST GOTTA REMEMBER TO TIE THE SAME KNOT WHEN YOU'RE ROPING THAT PIG TO YOUR BUMPER!!! HAHAHHAHAHHAH!!!!!

My FB post from 7 years ago-

 Yeah, i am going to pretend last night din't happen. And if ANYBODY brings that s*** up I will run you down with my parent's Volvo. But the band was good, and so was the artichoke dip-

The ends and outs using your car to work

I won’t use my car for work. I lost so many drivers when I was Quioccasin Pizza Hut’s “Assistant Manager In Training.” Man did I go through drivers.

Engine blocks got cracked, alternators/water pumps bit the dust, dudes Camaro could not handle turns on Riverside Drive and he Dukes of Hazzard’d down the ravine onto the train tracks (Liability coverage only{which wont do squat to get you off the tracks- [CHEVY. Find your own road. Or just find a road and get on it and off the damn railroad tracks]}).

I think the most entertaining driver losing their car was when are star delivery driver’s eclipse spyder got repo’d right in front of the store. He had come infrom a delivery and there was nothing immediately ready to go so he took a bathroom break that was just long enough for the tow truck swoop’d in and hooked his ride. Tow truck driver was a complete douche bag, ratcheting down the wheel straps staring at my driver who’s car was just yanked, but not answering his questions or anything just giving him the stare of death before leaving with that Eclipse Spyder.

Unfortunately our grumpy, passive aggressive driver that nobody could stand was the only driver you could ALWAYS count on. Might not of had a personality or a sense of humor, but he did have 4 Geo Metro’s and was on the clock delivering pizzas whenever the store was open for business.  It always starts with just one. Ol’ boy I just bought a brand new redesigned top of the line metallic blue Geo Metro LSI sedan Before I started working there and he was always complaining about putting violets on his brand new car. Boy- was he committed to being completely absorbed Into his white people problems about up I wage on his brand new Geo Metro LSi sedan. Honestly it was a bit disturbing because we figured he would be the one to lose his shit and grab a  cutting knife and go to town on everybody in the store. I was 99% certain that’s how it would go down when he finally snapped.

Boy was I wrong about Greg And killing everybody in the Pizza Hut whenever the day he snapped happened. Nobody got murdered. He just acted REALLY weird and started suddenly had a fleet of 3 original used Geo Metro XFi‘s he rotated through. But he was most proud of his beloved friend you redesigned metallic blue Geo Metro LSI sedan was now his personal vehicle, and it would never be used to deliver pizzas ever again. Which it did a few months later when each Metro was broken on a completely different way. He was just spewing cuss words it out all day long as he came and went to deliver pizzas cussing like a sailor and tuning the rest of the world out. I couldn’t help but laugh. How do you not laugh when somebody has a constant stream of curse words for 6 to 8 hours having no shame in their game i’m not even trying to hide it.

Sure don’t miss the hut one bit.

I thought the weirdest shit on my friends wedding registry; a rechargeable salt and pepper mill or something. Okay.

 It was the cheapest thing on the registry. And the weirdest. So of course I had to.

But Jebus Cries!!! That's crazy thing called life it's just becoming a bigger, weirder dumpster fire cluster fuck every fucking week.

Choose your own gender, identify as a blender, but don't forget to plug-in your salt and pepper shaker. All the shits I never ender...

YOU BETTA TURN THAT TV OFF TIL YOUR HOMEWORK IS DONE OR THERE LL BE HELL TO PAY!!! TRYYYYYYY ME!!!

 I just had to put my foot down and My 75 year-old child to turn off the TV and do her homework(taxes actually)because some love story from 1970 came on TV and she can’t believe it’s on TV and she just wants to watch five minutes of it. I just want her to finish doing her homework(taxes) so I can check them over to make sure that they aren’t all kinds of crazy and they at least look correct so that I can go home and unload the giant family economy size laundry detergent and fabric sauce, giant family economy 24 pack of Irish Spring Moisture Blast bar soap (which I definitely recommend) and all the other crap from the store and relax in a long hot candle bubble bath with my rubber duckies. But For safety’s sake, Imma have to raincheck that so I don’t drowned in the tub.

Thank God I bought my Homemedics Heated Bubbling Foot Spa Therapy bath. That thing is magic! Pretty sure that’s the best $20 i’ve ever spent on myself.

Parenting: THE STRUGGLE IS REAL!!!

That homework better be done…

People & Places: The reality of life and how to deal with people.

 

i hate passwords

i just hate forgetting my password and having to go through all that crap to re-breakin to my own account. guess i'll write it down this time.....

Welcome back. Thank you. You're welcome!

So, a friend of mine was telling me about their blog and I suddenly remembered about having one. So, after having to reset my password-it's been that long-I'm back in. So, here I am posting an entry before looking back. Seems backswards. ?ssel yna tcepxe uoy dluow

lazy self absorbed p.o.s. americans.

I hate americans....

Americans are rude, arrogant yet ignorant idiots. I completely understand why foreign countries hate Americans-not sure about why the French hate Americans-maybe it's like competition between two high school drama queens.

Americans think they are entitled to everything. They buy discounted trip insurance for $12.00 and think that entitles them to cancel for any reason. Although they received a copy of the terms and conditions after purchasing them and there was a link to said terms at purchase time (in addition to not being able to purchase the insurance without clicking on the box acknowledging you have read and understood the terms and conditions), they bitch "nobody reads them" when they are arguing about their claim being denied. $12.00 does not entitle you to the kingdom; don't act like it.

How are you going to call the electric company or your credit card company to make an inquiry on your account and not have your account number. When I ask for a claim number (you are calling about your claim, right?) or a policy number (the account number of that policy you bought that you are calling about) these people let the ignorance shine through. I'm not asking for your first born child or to use the hair dryer while you are taking a shower, but the stupid americans act like I'm asking for something completely unreasonable. "Hi I need an oil change but I didn't bring the car. How long will this take?"

These people are actually able to roam the streets, drive cars and reproduce. Rehearsed/staged or not, these are the people I deal with daily in my job. I always operate and live by the Golden Rule-Treat Others the Way you want to be treated. So, when you call me and cuss at me because your claim was denied because grandma passed from cancer (which you knew she was in chemo for when you bought the insurance) and I don't show empathy-it's not because I'm not empathetic to your situation-I just have a low threshold for stupid asinine idiots such as yourself. I'm thankful we are able to hang up on these people after they've cussed at us 3 times; I'm not sorry that your claim was denied and quite confused how you think that cussing at me is going to make me want to help you.

Recently, I ran across a payable claim that had been denied. Well, the woman was so nasty and rude I sure didn't feel bad for her and was not about to overturn the denial. So I let her call me a couple of wonderful cusswords (before I was able to advise her I would be hanging up if she continued to use the foul and abusive vulgar language) and ask me how I got to sleep at night (I wanted to tell her that my pillow top mattress with a featherbed on top of that is very comfortable) and that she was going to write a letter to the attorney general and blah blah blah. Unfortunately, a manager had overheard the conversation and asked me why I did not pay the claim. Originally the claim was processed by a person with more authority than I have. I told said manager I would follow up on this by the end of the day. I was told to put priority on it-so I did. I called the evil witch back and put on my roses and candy voice to let her know that I had overturned her denied claim. Suddenly, she's nice. Well, I put on the condescending voice because "killing her with kindness" might make her realize how much of a C*t she was. She thanked me, and I just told her that when I have people as pleasurable to deal with as she was, I don't mind providing assistance. Even with my condescending tone and carefully chosen words, I don't think she was smart enough to understand what was going on…..
Sometimes, after I've reminded them they clicked the box stating they've read and understood the terms and conditions of the legal binding contract (that no one held a gun to their head to make them purchase) they pretend to have a family member who is a lawyer sitting with them who wants to talk to me about their claim. I used to actually enjoy taking these calls because I too can play a lawyer on the phone. I can play a doctor too and a detective if need be. Well, a manager advised me that I technically should not be talking to them in regards to their client's claim unless we had a letter of representation from their firm on file within the claims documentation. This actually took a bit of fun away-as lawyers know they will need to sit down with the policy to read it. I casually remind them that it is not possible to purchase the insurance without clicking the box acknowledging the reading and understanding of the terms and conditions of the policy in addition to the 10 day Customer Satisfaction Guarantee, which states we'll give you the insurance premium back if you cancel within 10 days of purchasing the insurance and have not departed on the trip, nor filed a claim.

Burger King recently took away the Whopper for a day to see people's reaction. Has anyone seen the reactions? One woman demands to have the manager at the drive through window when she pulls up-I GUESS HER FAT LAZY BUTT WAS TOO BUSY TO GET OUT OF HER SUV TO GET HER 2 TRIPPLE WHOPPERS TO SCARF DOWN. Of course she would have to have told the person on the other end of the cell phone attached to her ear that she had to bitch someone out for a moment. Oh-and the guy who is in the dining room who starts yelling at the manager to get him a Whopper NOW!

Whether this was staged/rehearsed or not, I think the behavior is inappropriate and can understand why the rest of the world hates us. I'm sure not all Americans are like this (as I have friends who behave like civilized people who were born here with me), but the people I deal with unfortunately show me wonderful insight into why people are so proud to be fat lazy assine arrogant self absorbed pieces of scheisse (pronounced SHY-ZA), which is the German word for feces. (don't think too hard-if you don't get it, you don't get it) It's a shame that it's always a few that ruin it for everyone. The saddest part about this entire entry is that I'm a third generation American born Anglo Saxon…..

I am a roadtripper....

So I went to Atlantic City two weeks ago with Shelby and had a blast and then to WV with Johnny and Shelby for some more gambling and partying this weekend. Heading to DC in a two weeks to celebrate Brehon's birthday. Then in the end of March, I am going to the Dominican Republic-never been there. Well, that's not really a road trip....

I have had so much fun with my friends lately when we get away. I don't feel like my life is crappy as I did previously...

You can really learn a lot about your friends and see some interesting things. (wink wink) I'm glad my people rock and have nothing to hide-I would hate to find out somebody had a little secret and then everything goes to hell and the trip gets ruined. That would suck to a level I'd probably end up comparing to a day at work...

Not much here, just wanted to post something as it's been a while and gloat about having awesome friends...

Mass email at work about chicken.

I got bored at work last week, and sent out the following email.
"In regards to the chicken and the egg, that's splendid. But the real question is which kind of chicken came first? We can rule out fried chicken, because cavemen didn't have fryers. I am thinking baked chicken or broiled chicken and it was cooked over a fire. And when was barbeque sauce invented? THESE are the important questions that matter.
Ian"
A bunch of people responded you so crazy oh my gawd no he didn't. Then,I got a response from Ken.
"OK, I'm thinking Rotisserie was the first kind as most cavemen had open fires and ovens came about much later. BBQ I bet cam very shortly after when cavemen first dropped the chicken they're cooking in maybe some fruit they were eating cause they wanted to check the chicken to see if it was done, and then continued to cook it."
Upon which, I got an email from Alex. She said:
"What about Buffalo sauce FOR the chicken. Did cavemen get the idea from the buffalo they were hunting? And what PART of the buffalo tastes that spicy but good? I will spend ALL DAY pondering these critical things.... "
I was excited. People were actually taking their busy work day to ponder delicious chicken with me. So, I forwarded Alex's reply to Ken. His response followed.
"To answer this one needs to know some history about the Buffalo: Back in Caveman days the buffalo was no as we know it today. Back about one hundred thousand years ago when primitive man was first getting in to groups to hunt larger beasts there was a fearsome creature that roamed the vast icy planes. These beasts were large fire breathing Bison. Many Cavemen died in these massive hunts but the end result was well worth the sacrifice. These gigantic creatures would feed the semi-nomadic people for months and the bonus was the fire gland. This was dried and ground up and then added to some stores of condensed Bison blood. This was slathered all over the meat as they slowly cooked the hard earned kill. The hot and spicy concoction was the worlds first "Buffalo Sauce". That recipe has since changed but the idea of a hot spicy sauce for food lives on to this day. And the name is derived from the ancient fire breathing "Buffalo". This is mostly all factual information by the way."
So, take some time to think about the chicken and ponder the different aspects of yum yum good.
(Yeah, I know I'm simple.)

Crackheads on Craigslist

So, I am trying to get rid of my old Legos, and they didn't sell on ebay. So I tried Craigslist and got a few responses. At first, this seemed legit, but read the last one. Woah.

Hello, I'm Dave .I am interested in your[AD]and I'll like to know your last offering price and to see the pics and to know the present condition if it will be okay with me.I'll be making my payment Immediately.If you do I want you to get in touch with me immediately for me to proceed with the Payment. As for the shipping I'll contact a shipping agent of mine who will arranged for the Pick up as soon as the transaction is sealed.I'll be looking forward to your response. Thanks and Have a Nice day. Regards Dave.



Hello,Thanks for the fast reply,i appreciate your desire in selling your( Lego's-Vintage Shell) to me,as regards Having made me to know the asking price for your (Lego's-Vintage Shell),i will be glad if we can go ahead with the transaction right away.This is a little more about me... I am 38 years of age.i am very nice ,caring, honest, responsible, hardworking, reliable and social.i like watching movies swimming and running and reading too. I don't go to late parties , do not smoke nor drink. i am ve-ry passionate, i like to share ideas with others.All this attributes i guess you will finally see for your self if i get in. But less i forget, sometimes aggressive when provoked to an extent. ..However,i will have to issue you with a money order from U.S bank in the amount of $3,500 as this will also cover the expenses of my shipper who will be coming over to your address to pick the (Lego's-Vintage Shell)and other goods that i am purchasing in the states for en-shipment..I ought to have paid you separatel! !! ! ! ! y,but due to the policy of the company paying me off,they would only issue one check on the amount..,all you need do is to forward the outstanding amount of the funds to my shipper on receipt of receiving the payment,you will send the funds to my shipper immediately for him to come over and pick the (Lego's-Vintage Shell) for en-shipment to me here in (CANADA)....If this sounds alright! with you,please,provide me with your ......RECIPIENT'S FULL NAME (NAME ON WHICH THE CHEC K SHOU LD BE PAID UNTO)MAILING ADDRESS (YOUR POSTAL ADDRESS AND PHONE NUMBER UNTO WHICH THE CHECK-PAYMENT SHOULD BE SENT TO)Best Regards....Dave.............

First day as a claims examiner.

So, I got this lady inquiring about her claim. Blah blah blah winter home blah blah blah summer home blah blah blah. So, I let her talk about how wonderful her life is while I live in the united nations and it's hard to find someone who speaks ENGLISH. I mute the call and start mimicking her. Then, with the phone still muted I said "Shut up lady. Buy me a Volvo!" Two coworkers on the other side of the room bust out laughing. One shot soda out her nose. Anycrap, I had to send a letter to the administration to send the damn check to where ever the hell she was. This is about how it was:

Could you make sure that the check gets set to her NEW York address. That is her summer home, but she is going to go there because the weather is favorable, and she will not be at her winter home so we need to send the check to the summer home because that is where she is going to be. I did not ask her why she would be at her summer home during the winter, even with the favorable weather, because I was afraid she would tell me. So, could you look into this? Ms. XXXXXX would appreciate that greatly. Toodles.

So, many of my settings haven't been changed since I came over her to the Claims Department from Customer Service. I am doing my first day's worth of work, and go to deny a claim. I get an error message, stating I am not authorized to DENY the claim at this time. I got denied trying to deny someone. Well, I will just send a letter out stating we are going to need documentation of his operation on his sphinctor and then deny at a later time. DON"T BUY TRAVEL INSURANCE AFTER YOU INJURE YOURSELF. We require documentation from real Dr's not just play actors on tv. Yup.

lately

The cat and I are about to watch the fast and the furious. Tibby loves Paul Walker, but I don't think she cared for his lastest movie-sharks and the carribean and all. Pussy.

I've been really not busy at work and done a lot of ebay and forwarding of emails. I promise to stop. I realized I may have lost a bit of control when my friend Brad sent me this: "Dude, you're worse than the Penile Enlargement email I get!" Once again, I do apologize. But I promise to send only good crap from now on.

I am going to the BAHAMAS in april on a cruise. I've never been and I am really jazzed. I know I will be missed at work, but if they can't do their jobs without me by now they are a bunch of f***ing idiots. I'm going to the Bahamas

Lesbian Angst. I miss my soulmate. We had planned big dreams in life during those impressionable years of high school and freshman-junior years of college. But things started slipping and slipping and slipping. Then it was me making the obligatory 6 month check in call to make sure she and whatever new lover she had were okay. After calling her parents twice, and getting her stoned brother I just give up. No lipstick lesbian wife for me and hot threesomes. Or just watching. Whatever, I am a simple man that doesn't demand much. Funny, I haven't had sex in 4 years.

My boss got fired again, and my raise is going to suck. I had one "focus session" where we sit down and talk about my performance in 6 months. Apparently, when her boss did the evaluations only a few met their performance goal. So, I will only be getting a 3.25% raise this year because my yearly standard was 90.88%, which is below the required 92%. So, I have a meeting with Human resources tomorrow, although technically the figures have already been submitted. BTW, my boss was canned for the second time due to everyone one her team making the same complaint. How am I to know that I am not meeting expectations if no one tells me? Yet, I am a senior associate and act as a supervisor(of course without the pay)

And lithotripsy #2 was not sucessful. I still have that damned kidney stone moving around inside of my body.

I am not pissed at humanity, just a bit disappointed. Thank the lord tomorrow is payday or i might go shoot someone.

I'm a trader...

Any followers of my blog may realize that I don't update everyday like I used to.....I admit I became a bit addicted to MYSPACE. I started finding all of my old friends and coworkers and the likewise, and became a bit of a myspace whore. I turned my back on my blog-I didn't have the power and social energy to do both....so I let my blog have some space. I mean there is only so much time during an 8 hr shift that you can avoid doing real work. I was actual looking at Mike's dream diary more than my own. For a while, I was posting my blog here and at myspace-a true backstabber. So, I can rant about wanting a Suzuki crotch rocket and how I want to move to California or somewhere interesting and get out of this craphole called Virginia. Oh my.

Little thinker

When I was a kid, I listened to these tapes called Little Thinker that were suppossed to stimulate kids to think, and then draw a picture. This was actually busy work/ cheap babysitting for my parents. I remember a poem from the tapes still to this day. It's a story about Ira Ferd.

There was a little boy,
his name was Ira Ferd.
He did not like to walk,
and so he rode a bird.
Ira Ferd! Ira Ferd! Flying upside down.
Ira Ferd! Ira Ferd! You're such a silly clown.
But clever little Ira Ferd,
he did not mind the names.
He knew they were just jealous
cuz they could not do the same.

Boy, my life is wonderful that I remember such interesting items from childhood.

I am a movie star/ california housewives.

I just had Lithotripsy last week and they gave me painkillers for when the kidney pushed its way through my body and the jagged edges caused pain. I don't care much for drugs, but the pain was a bit unbearable at times. I took the painkiller and it dulled the pain. And it kind of made it feel like I was floating around. Not bad. Actually, it was great. It was really great. Now I understand why all these Cali housewives and moviestars are addicted to painkillers. It made me feel all smooth and happy. I wanted to get in my BMW and drive on down to Starbucks and get a mocha lotte before going to rip someone a new @$$/shoplift the latest fashions. Yup.