The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

Lupus is a vasculitis, or inflammation of your vessels. It leads to a lot of problems involving multiple organs. There are blood tests that would confirm diagnosis such as an ANA, double stranded DNA...
 
Yeah, dweller's right. I can't explain it as well as he can, but from what I understand it's when your immune system attacks itself (like all the healthy cells and tissues) so it leaves you susceptible and vulnerable to many complications. Like the open heart surgery and kidney failure are all connected to her having lupus.

But there are some symptoms like usually severe joint pains (like unbearable ER worthy shit), severe rashes on the face and chest, headaches, hair loss and feeling really tired.
 
Cooked some food for my mom. Reading chemistry stuff. Drinking Marcs'n'spencer tea. Might go for a run.
 
I think I'm going to explode if I don't get a fucking blow job. I hate summers for this. Fuck everybody. I can't read because I end up masturbating.

You are what you want and that makes you a blowjob. You're a blowjob.

Also, you'll be getting a taste of my cheese (yep) when you get here. Because I made these and it takes like 14 days for them to lay down and their game should be straight fucking intense.

EDIT: And yes these are my peppers right there.

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But JAGE, I have to fucking warn you bro. Yesterday I had a walk along the riverside (Palackého náměstí -> Výtoň) and there was like millions of conceited beautiful women. I fucking mean it. Can you survive in this environment?

EDIT: I myself didn't fucking know where to look.
 
Went out running. It was great and thank god I fucking went. Ran 5km and I think I could run 1 or 2 km more without stopping yet.

FUCK it was less. It was 4.3km. My estimation was wrong then. I have to make a longer route. I'm looking at Google Maps and a 6.4km one is possible. I think I'll try to conquer that one next.
 
Drinking coffee and chain smoking, typical. I usually get up around 6 in the morning or earlier regardless what. I had classes today and woke up to late. I have to make 3 a week and catch transportation at 6:55 in the morning to plattsburgh. I'm going to set an alarm clock for 5 in the morning. Anyways, I have mentioned it before. I took my ged when 17 years old and also in my late 20's. I just have to pass math on the test, but they want me to take classes. And I don't mind anyways. I have struggled on and off with math for a few years now. I fucking hate it. I like other shit and usually have an alright time, but god damn Math. I get sick of working in restaurants and just want my GeD so I can move forward. END.
 
Today's my dad's birthday, so I'm slow-cooking some ribs. The entire house smells so good...I'm fucking starving.

Sweet mother of christ these were good. Meat literally falling off the bone when I took them out of the cooker.

Got my new headphones today (Beyerdynamic DT 770 Pros) so I'm gonna get to work on the stack of new CDs I've got sitting on my desk.
 
^ hell yeah!

Fucking drunk as fuck on the train I swear I'm seeing double. Haven't had any booze in.. Maybe over a month and am done with two margaritas. Gonna have a headache tomorrow. :lol:

Good times I really love women, tbh.
 
Women are bitches, this is the thing. I'm going completely round the bend this summer, with sexual frustration. It's never been this bad. When I hug my pillow, the fantasies of licking some perfect specimen's pussy is so strong it's almost like it happened, but without the feeling of fulfilment and gratification.

I'm going to have to do something. I might open a stall selling turnips.

I just read a really crazy book. I can't really say the title of it but lol. Kind of well written in some ways, but shit in others, partially well thought out I suppose, if morally depraved.
 
Women are bitches, this is the thing. I'm going completely round the bend this summer, with sexual frustration. It's never been this bad. When I hug my pillow, the fantasies of licking some perfect specimen's pussy is so strong it's almost like it happened, but without the feeling of fulfilment and gratification.

Hmpf. How long does the "fulfillment and gratification" last anyway.

On topic, I'm drinking tea. Gonna read some school stuff to the sounds of czech classical music. Chill-out mode. Evening screams beer though.
 
Women are bitches, this is the thing. I'm going completely round the bend this summer, with sexual frustration. It's never been this bad. When I hug my pillow, the fantasies of licking some perfect specimen's pussy is so strong it's almost like it happened, but without the feeling of fulfilment and gratification.

I'm going to have to do something. I might open a stall selling turnips.

I just read a really crazy book. I can't really say the title of it but lol. Kind of well written in some ways, but shit in others, partially well thought out I suppose, if morally depraved.

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