Waiting for sex.
I will post that as many times as I have to. God damn fuck wits are slowing me down. I got to pizza to ask for an interview, and the bitch assisant manager snaps at me with a, "You were just here a couple of days ago." I went to my mom's hous to help her with her problems, and so I figured I could tag along to see about a job. Her leg is also hurting and I helped her carry the spring water. She is on cholestrol medicine, a statin, which was orignally used for yeast infections. Too bad she is not in the mood to care otherwise she would take my advice, at least with meds. I would not take the meds and do just fine, and maybe she would, but she fucked up too bad. Cholesterol production is stimulated by insulin, the fat storage harmone. High glycemic index carbs, like white bread and potatoes stimulate heavy insulin production. Bananas do to, and I eat those. I would recommend chromium, biotin, essential fatty acids, green tea instead of coffee, and at least combining those high glycemic white shits with low glycemic foods like beans. Fats blunt insulin rise, but not much. Anyway, if you combine an essential fat precursor with heavy insulin stimulators, you get an increase in alpha 5 reductase, and inflammatory enzyme. If you over do it on DHA, EPA, and GLA, you will also increase inflammation. Those fats are the ones your body produces from flax seed oil, walnuts, or borage seed with the help of benefical bacteria. I suspect mom's bipolar disorder is the cause of all that, she copes with her distress inappropiately. Lots of people do, shame shame on you!
Your the fuck wit who slow me down so I can get a piece of ass, thankyou. You know how closet gay I am, I have been just posting and posting about how horny I am. I cope with distress so well, I have an even higher desire for sex, without ginseng.
