It depends on the success rate, the certification, experience of the MDs, how long the recovery period would be, the cost...

But if it was free with minimal side effects/recovery period then absolutely!!  A tummy tuck, liposuction, possiblya boob lift...but nothing with the face.  I wouldn't risk having part of my face paralyzed for that.

Quality inspector for a marijuana dispensary.  Paid to smoke the sweet leaf...aww yeah.  :D

In the past, it was the abusive woman who adopted me.

Currently, I am pretty low key, so no one at the moment.  :D

If I'm good...a spoiled house kitty.  :D

We has kittehs!

The white one is Chronic (he is long and wiry, like an indica plant) and the grey one is Kush (he is puffy and soft, and so cooshy!!).  Sorry for the crappy pics, they don't stay still very long, and my webcam is not the fastest!


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The reason they are Kush and Chronic is because we got them from a lady who does cat rescue out of her house and they were $60.00/each, the price of a good quality 8th...

They are 9 weeks old now, rescued from an older cat hoarder's place. 

They are also amazing active food ninja stealing kitties.  They purr a lot and have made our house a lot lighter and cheery.  They purr a lot, steal pillows at an amazing rate, but oddly enough, they will only sleep in the bed with us if both of us, or just DH is home.  Odd.  They are obsessed with the laptop, more specifically the mouse, and will pounce on it.  Sometimes it's a little tiring to constantly (it seems) redirecting them, especiall when it comes to food.  Like at work. 

I have a cat laying across my wrists making it hard to type...

 Bonny refuses to attend the meeting I suggested.  Tarah refuses to let Mason attend (as 'he's not going to be your supervisor anymore.') so basically, there is no point to the fucking meeting. 

I'm stuck at 603 up with that fucker Scott or find a different job.  It feels like my siblings all over again.  I'm being held hostage with my love and caring for these guys, and it hurts so much.  I guess it's still something, while I look for another job.  I wish I could just let it go so easily, like the other jobs, but this is so unjust, it's so ridiculous.

I was written up for volunteering and being asking BY A CLIENT to hang out with them at their house for a while.  Fucking retarded.  I don't know what to do. 

I guess I'll just say fuck it to the meeting since the people who were meant to hear what I have to say won't be allowed (or refuse) to hear it anyways.  I will work their fucking shifts, and continue looking for another job.  It hurts a lot and it's total completel fucking bullshit, but it's what I have to do I guess.