I did yoGA for years to keep my back stretched or maybe to look at a bunch of sweaty hot girls in yoga pants.
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I did yoGA for years to keep my back stretched or maybe to look at a bunch of sweaty hot girls in yoga pants.
Not sure, but I think the answer isn't the back thing...Quote:
Originally Posted by William
Thanks, William........and LOL at Irish Yoga...ha ha ha.
Heating pad and ice packs all day today. It really sucked being here all day today and not getting anything done that I want to do. If I had to wager on improvement, I'd put a few bucks on getting better. Tomorrow will be the tell, and if my situation sucks tomorrow night I'll have to do the whole work/IOJ/pee in a cup/...etc etc. Get prescribed some insane muscle relaxer med and shit on the guys at work by not being there. I gotta get this fixed, man. Aint the first time I've been jacked up in the lower back department, but this time has gone on way too long. I suppose there is the possibility that I hurt some stuff that needs repair, but I hope not. Really does feel like muscle, not spine/ disc scenario.
I did search a whole lot of properties in AZ though.....also bought a powerball ticket. Need to check the numbers and see what happened.
I'm not a millionaire...........f*ck.
Upside is back is more gooder, there's hope among the hopeless apparently. I hope I'm not wrong about hoping, but then again, I hoped that I would be a millionaire too. Hope is a funny thing, it's kinda like "lucky guess"....only one word instead of two. Hope also falls into the "wish" category, but wishing is kinda gay for the normal reasons. You know, sh*t in one hand, wish in the other and see which one fills up first. However, there are no other words that "spring eternal", so traditionally Hope is the go to for optimism, or optimistic outlook. At this point I wonder if anyone is really still reading this, but I will continue nonetheless....mostly because I'm bored, and currently have nothing better to do. Then, there was this one time in band camp, that stinky William put a dead mouse in Bob's tuba, gosh that was so funny. E flat was never so hilarious as that day. I always thought he was a racist, but I know his family wasn't and they are good people....yeah they had a giant cross in the front yard, but his mom would hang flower baskets from it during the week and they looked lovely. I mowed their yard for them as a youngster, and they paid me in the form of peanut butter and a pair of shoes from K mart. The shoes were to big, but by the time they were wore out, they fit awesome.
You're welcome.. :)
Where's Fire Crotch when ya need him?
Uh oh....it's about to get messy I suppose.
Yes, I farted.
And yes, it felt wonderful and sounded fantastic.