how cheap are they, you say?
they are so cheap that after they placed mouse traps around the garage and the little mice met their terrible fate, they pry apart they mouse trap, peel away the carcass and reuse them over and over again.
i mean, how expensive are mouse traps? i found $1.29 for 2 at walgreens. is it really worth the trouble (and disgust) to reuse a 70 cent mouse trap? i mean seriously, after using aluminum foil to cover a plate in the fridge i am not allowed to throw it in the garbage but rather must put it into the aluminum pile in the garage that my step-father then goes and sells for 18 cents a pound at whatever the place is where you sell back used aluminum, and he once got $200 for a load he brought over! he steals the toilet paper from hotel rooms when he goes away on business. we have not bought toilet paper in years. the same goes for shampoos, lotions, mouthwash, soap, matches. he collects old 2 x 4's to burn in the fireplace instead of buying firewood.
but i guess this is how they have over 100K cash in the bank all the while living on a 40K salary.
So the doctor gave me a new med for my mystery illness, klonopin. I'm a little weary of taking as I usually try to stay away from downers. I don't like feeling sleepy and retarded when I'm not supposed to. So to counteract that I went ahead and bought some smart pills on the internet, piracetam.
lets hope the pharmacy actually sends the pills and not rips me off, and lets hope that once they arrive here they are real and not sugar dupes.My MRI of the brain came back normal, so now they are sending me off for an MRI of the neck and more blood work to check for some rheumatoid stuff, among other things. The doc gave me some shots in my back again, this time going much deeper. They fucking hurt like hell and today I feel worse than I did before the shots. It fucking hurts like something awful. I refuse to take the muscle relaxers and the cymbalta they gave me. The relaxers make me stupid and the cymbalta made me feel panicky, like I was going completely crazy. the only thing i'm taking now is ultram, which helps somewhat, but makes me so irritable and mean and aggravated that i can't stand being around people and their stupidity. Maybe the klonopin will give me a good high. I heard some people like it, but getting high and taking away pain, are two different things. I seriously doubt they will do much of anything for my pain. The doc says I'm all stressed and uptight. I don't understand how he came to this conclusion, when he talked to me all of 5 minutes and knows nothing about my life. I am not anywhere near stressed, except form these headaches, and I live a laid back, calm, stress-free existance. I work 3 days a week, and lounge around the other 4 days. I live with my mom, who does most of the cooking and cleaning (because i just don't clean up to her standards), and I pay no rent. I mean seriously, it doesn't get any better than that.
i just want to be headache and pain free like normal people. i don't want my whole day to revolve around the headache that may come, and how to prevent it, the headache that is coming and how to ward it off and the headache that is there and how to stop it. i'm tired of puking, not being able work, or sleep, or being able to plan any social things. everything that i plan is contingent upon whether i have a headache or not. at times it hurts so much that the only thing i can think of is putting a bullet through my skull.
But whatever. bring on the meds.
when we were kids we used to steal metal out of the junkyard in our town. Steal it and sell it back.
Actually I wasn't a full partner in the venture; I never got paid in actual cash, only McDonald's 29¢ hamburgers.
Don't tell eLlilho about that klonopin. She'll come over and eat it all. Good <main> story about her and my kitchen floor...
Granted the doctor dosn't know a lot about your personal life. But if he is a good doctor who is verry observant he can feal the stress and tension in you. Fearing headaches that can destroy all your plans and having to plan around them should be verry stressfull.
In terms of the the drug that I forget how to spell there is actually a theme for that drug on (e:strip) in case you didn't know it is the green pill one. I can't tell you what to do. But I can't belive you ordered pills over the internet, who the hell knows what are in those. My understanding is some of them are cut with toxic substances, some of them are legit 100% and some are 100%. I understand you not wanting to take a drug. But if that is the case the thing to do is tell the doctor not to self medicate and take something the doctor dosn't know about. That being said I hope you get your medical problems taken care of and that you get better.
On the cheap note. I think the mouse traps is going a little bit to far because you shouldn't handle rodants like that. But I have been told that when ever you go to a Hotel (assuming you don't always go to one or don't have an account with them) you should take all that stuff. The reason for that is that it is factored into your stay there anyways so you might as well take it since you are paying for it. Often the reason people with money have it is because they know how not to spend it and how be cheap. A good example of that is that no one can really aforid rent a center or rent to own places. If I wanted I could go there and get a huge leather couch and a giant screen TV for football season but than I wouldn't have any money left. (Oh yeah You have another post it on the way).
I have heard of selling your old tin to the aluminum man, but I didn't know that you could still do this. I wish I were more like your parents (Save prying dead carcasses from nasty mouse traps). Your father must have had some other type of aluminum source other than tin foil right? I couldn't imagine $200 worth of .18 a lb foil.
I'm really sorry to hear about your health problems. I hope you find some relief soon.
LMAO!!!
Cheapness....Errr being Frugal must be in our genes! My Grandparents were exactly like that in many ways, especially my Grandfather. He would garbage pick copper and sell it at the scrapyard. If I could sell all the copper he had though the years right now now I'd have a house!