Just buy now nitrile or latex gloves, they are like $1 for 5000000, I am kind of a germaphobe. Like I don't act like a bitch about it, but I have a very strong standard of personal hygiene. I wash my hands after touching doorknobs, even my own doorknobs.
So scooping cat litter is anathema to me. Cleaning my own house, touching filthy surfaces and dusty shit is strongly unpleasant to me. I can override it, but it sucks.
But latex and nitrile gloves make everything easy. You don't have to touch anything directly, you can get 2 layers of waterproof protection (latex first, then nitrile) for the grossest stuff, or just use one to scoop the litter. You don't even need to touch the litter or the box, one is enough to overcome the disgust mechanism.
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It's crazy how good I look compared to how I feel. I constantly catch myself in the mirror and go "holy fuck I'm not a shriveled up rotting carcass covered in pockmarks, I'm actually a relatively attractive man who looks like he's in good physical condition" then remember why I feel so terrible and find a new reason to be depressed
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I live in a weird place where if I don't have people arou nd I feel empty and manic but when I do have too many people around I get angry and resent them for no reason. I need someone around who hates me as much as I hate them
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Originally posted by Octavian
Yeah if I'm ever having a shitty day I think of Fona and his ugly gf and instantly feel better for being a single degenerate male whore piece of shit.
the gont plays runescape at his moms house and talks like arnie, id want to kill myself if i had to go thru that
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Originally posted by Octavian
I would model myself on Sulla. Proscribe/ torture/ kill all my enemies, especially paedophiles; then retire with a standby army incase any future governments try and turn on me for past actions.
thats the only way to do it bromo
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Originally posted by Octavian
I snorted Cocaine from 8pm Fri - Sunday 8am.
EPIC-FAIL.
Octavian plz get some help. I say this with all due respect and concern for u, cuz I like you and care about you. Dude ur gonna overdose at some point.
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[keratinize my mild-tasting blossoming]
Originally posted by HTS
I kinda figured that's where you were, and I'm really glad that I was correct in my assessment. Sounds like your apartment getting flooded with dirty poopwater cleansed all the metaphorical dirty poopwater from your life, at least for the time being, and that's awesome. 💖
The fates have spoken.
And they did it via poopwater.
#scatomancy
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I just did four full weeks of the sober life.
My ultimate goal was not simply being sober all that time (although I did achieve that), but rather scratching a bunch of things off the old TODO list, and staying sober has helped me achieve said goal.
Not only that, but the whole thing gave me a whole lot of fresh perspective.
For one thing, I now know how toxic/detrimental my recent living conditions were against any kind of positive and beneficial growth.
This last month, I've been holed up at my mom's house two towns over, and have been blessed with all kinds of serenity and peace from the homeless hordes and their sketchy scandalous ways.
I got a fuck ton done during this time... made serious strides towards some longstanding, often stagnant, life goals. And four daysweeks of sobriety has giving me some life-changing perspective.
In the interest of full disclosure: I'm sippin' a lil' sumthin' right now, ngl... tbh...
But I planned this weeks ago so it's all good.
I've been wandering around my old stomping grounds tonight, absorbing the nostalgia and just enjoying the change of venue.
Moral of the story... If you ever feel like life isn't quite treating you right, change things up. It's a miracle panacea for whatever ails ya. Trust me on that.
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