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Damn I now have HIV.
It just keeps on giving!
I tried on a pair of these, and liked them enough to order a pair a size smaller.
They are nothing alike yours.
Well, there's zero ventilation, and they're made of rubber, so.
That said, it didn't bother me. If you get sweaty, they're very easy to wash inside, after. I only tried them on for a couple of evenings, though. (I bought the ones I was trying, myself, but they were a bit too big, so decided on giving them away.)
If you decide to try a pair and you order online, be careful with the sizing, though.
Their sizing guide from here may help: http://www.onemoment.es/en/modelos.php#
I stole this from another site:
XXS (32-34) 19,5-21,5cm
XS (35-37) 22-23,6cm
S (38-40) 24-25,5cm
M (41-43) 25,6-27,6cm
L (43,5-45,5) 28-29,5cm
This may or may not work. The best thing by far would be if you could try some on beforehand.
Rubber shoe things? That's what's going on here, rubber shoe things?
They tried lambskin, but there wasn't enough "sensation". :no:
More true-to-life version of Mrs. Doubtfire:
http://vimeo.com/18189077
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1772925/ Jiro Dreams of Sushi.
Great documentaryfillum. Watch it, or do something else.
Been to Greece. It was nice or whatever. Got back home yesterday.
Also, Vibram FiveFingers are p win, idle. Between those and cycling shoes, idk if I ever want to wear regular shoes again.
I almost bought a pair of FiveFingers a few months ago but considering that the main radio station in my city plays Country music I decided to err on the side of me not potentially being run over by a pickup truck.
Anyway glad you like them.Were they any adjustment?Even though I honestly find my "barefoot runners" more comfortable than actually going barefoot ,I still occasionally get some Achilles discomfort from (assumingly) the extra flex/range of motion.
The KSOs I started off with took me about a day to get used to. We don't wear shoes indoors here, so my feet haven't been as deformed from wearing shoes as yon average american.
Did get some chafing on my left heel, and had them pinch my left pinky toe the first few days, mostly because I didn't know how to fit them properly (my left foot is slightly smaller and I didn't know that it was better to get the heel seated properly than fill out the toes). The thin sole made for achy feet faster with some activities, like skateboarding, though.
The KMDs I bought when I realised how much I liked the KSOs but wanted something slightly different, have thicker soles, which do away with the only issue I had left.
internets :smilie4:
bought the wench a chrome bin yesterday, innit.
:o when's the wedding?
It came with a smaller chrome bin for free too, I spoil the fuck out of her.
Sup bo.
Didn't wanna quote you, but it's the only way to post from this daft kindle nonsense.
Sitting in Wetherspoon's in Belfast with a crufifying sun outside. Traded a few light-hearted acknowledgements with some natives, but I'm trying not to engage for the most part, being as I am, just here in an observing capacity. I'd almost forgotten just how much I despise humans in the general sense.
Imbibing the vino rouge, nipping outdoors into the Hiroshima heat for nifty joints, back in time before my hoodie gets nicked. Bar staff in this city are notoriously light-fingered fuckers. Not to mention unwilling to speak to down on their luck, mad Irish geniuses with aimless erections. All shapes traverse these thresholds. The food is compartmentalised, microwaved and cheap. The constant buzz and clunk from the fruit machine is making me want to be violent. Trouble is, the fella on the fruit machine clearly has more problems than I do, so I'll let him continue to annoy us both.
Expecting the imminent arrival of Our Kid to hit me up for dough. An encounter which my very own mother facilitated, catching me unawares at my drinking. He's on the skag like nobody's business and his epileptic, tea-bag of a girlfriend is never far behind, like an all too visible habit with shrinking tits.
He'll probably crack before he makes it to you.
Hawt.
You're all about the album covers.
I was thinking beneath the cover, where I can only assume there is bewb.
Antidepressants. What's that all about.
Medical science and myself have agreed that I'm less than correct in the cranium. We've embarked upon a clinical trial which I'm not holding out much hope for.
Nine days into my chemical rebalance I can honestly say that I feel pretty much worse than I did before I began save for the knock-out effect they induce per noctum. This helps, of course, seeing as how I'm a pure chronic anti-sleep adherer. Well, I'm not, my brain is. All I do, though is spend my days looking forward to going to sleep.
I wouldn't really mind stepping into a coma if someone can provide the bed and life-support.
Just Eat more fruit and veg or only fruit and veg.
I've been just eating raw fruit and veg and juice also fasting.
Watch some videos on fasting on YouTube it really cures everything, I don't get headaches, aches pains tiredness, I don't feel tired, sick, depressed, I don't crave junk 24/7 and I feel generally more happy, and I've lost a good few stone and I've only been reading about fasting for 2 weeks.
I don't take advice from fat, stupid people, thanks.
I know exactly, I can't see any fat vegans on YouTube, when people said eating more fruit is good for you, i used to ignore it too, a stupid doctor would give you a toxic drug to get healthy and make you more toxic, it's simple common sense, get off the Cooked dead food which is clogging up your intuition and see for yourself, everything that is ass backwards is accepted as truth, don't listen to me, I don't know anything about anything.
The medications make you insane, you never feel good, you never feel right. You have try raw food and then come back and tell me how stress free you feel.
Okay, Allen. Step away from the cheese grater.
Stick with it, my friend. Keep trying until you find the right anti-depressant that works for your brain chemistry. I went through all of the older ones, then found Cymbalta. It works on two different chems, and has made significant difference in my life. Unfortunately, everyone is different and what works for me may make you feel ENTIRELY nauseous, or put you to sleep. That is NOT how you should feel. Nobody can or should live like that.
Go through the gambit. It isn't easy, and can sometimes make you feel worse than shit. A couple I tried were so unpleasant that I called my Dr. within the first couple of days and made a switch. Good news is that nobody abuses these drugs, so most doctors have samples (I don't know if it would be different in UK) and it is not too hard to try something else.
If you can (money not being a limiting factor) ask for the later-generation anti-depressants. Most of the earlier ones were very similar to sleeping pills. The newer ones have fewer of those side-effects.
Yeah of course you will think you feel good until the drug wears off, then your drag ass sick again.
Allen, I would never have broached the national health service if I wasn't truly at the point of suicide. I don't spend tax-payers' money lightly.
I've had a wart on the inside of my nose for ten fucking years. I've allowed myself to have it despite the unpleasantness and unlikelihood of a wart ever having such magnificent longevity.
That's socialism. I've even written an ongoing poem about it. That's a release you don't get on the national health, believe you me.