tis indeed a wonder they let him walk about unattended 0o
Bellyache that won't disappear with pain meds, probably my crohn's disease coming back out of dormancy.
Had my 3rd/4th operation on Tuesday (9/11) because of that. Been living on tramadol because of it. Lovely.
Coming off it is worse. I'd rather start and stop smoking over and over again.
Speedy recovery, Over m8. All the best.
Yep, the last time I stopped taking it I had been on it for about 3 months solid as it was doing a far better job than co-codamol but for about a week after changing meds I could barely function. Even taking co-codamol as a replacement just left me feeling incredibly tired and down.
I've come to the conclusion that Lamp is a 'Funny' ranking whore.
why everytime I'm eating do I read a post from lamp about poo? admitidly this one doesn't have the same stomach turning effect as the previous one but even so. I need to stop eating at the PC :<Mr Poo.
You're just ready to leave the house, wallet in pocket, phone, you're just ahead of schedule....then your guts rumble, and Mr Poo wants to come out to play.
I think your body does it deliberately. When you need a poo, you might get interrupted, knock on the door, phone rings, or an insufficient payload is deployed. When you don't need one, its says "Right, you ate a whole bag of Haribo last after those baked beans. I'll show you who's boss". Bastard.
wait, doesn't this story make YOU the sunday driver?Sunday drivers.
Driving down a not very busy dual carriageway in the nearside lane, doing 40 (the limit for that stretch of road). Your man, obviously in a desperate hurry, pulls out from behind me, overtakes me, realises his turning's coming up, pulls in front of me, slams on the brakes, indicates briefly, and disappears up the side road. I uttered a naughty word. Or two.
This is why cars (in particular, mine) should be equipped with plasma cannon.
Sunday drivers.
Driving down a not very busy dual carriageway in the nearside lane, doing 40 (the limit for that stretch of road). Your man, obviously in a desperate hurry, pulls out from behind me, overtakes me, realises his turning's coming up, pulls in front of me, slams on the brakes, indicates briefly, and disappears up the side road. I uttered a naughty word. Or two.
This is why cars (in particular, mine) should be equipped with plasma cannon.
wait, doesn't this story make YOU the sunday driver?
That's because Lamp is the funniest person on these forums.
Also the funniest with the nicest kitchen.
I take a 45 minute walk to Tesco at lunch now because people will not leave me alone. The line "sorry to disturb you on lunch but" has me foaming at the mouth. 99 times out of 100 it is some stupid problem that could of easily waited the 20 minutes till I am backThere is a variation on that theme.
It's my own mistake, but I used to eat lunch at my desk, with a newspaper, with my headphones in. A wild colleague would appear, make the "take your headphones out gesture" and say "oh, are you on your lunch?".
Now, this would be 12:15pm, my newspaper was open, I'd have my mouth full of sandwich and my iPod plugged it. TAKE A GUESS SHERLOCK.
Being a nice guy, id say "yes but if it's quick...", spraying sandwich at the same time to which they'd say "yeah just a really really quick question". Thirty minutes would go by.
I've stopped eating lunch at my desk. Other colleagues who have the same opinion go and sit in their cars at lunch because some people are just plain ignorant.