"sip down the tea of fermented souls"
I am bored of my music - where is Matt when you need him! Oh yeah, I'm bored of his music too so it doesn't matter I guess...I have stuck my iTunes in order of playcount and am going from 0 onwards. Let's hope this cures my music malaise...
Day 5 of Flu-Watch: Update - I still have flu. Exciting stuff. I am amused that the side effect of my medication is "addiction to this medication". Fun times. Actually, I have been up and out of bed today and am even wearing clothes. This is surely progress. I have even done some reading.
I have been here nearly two weeks and have already accumulated library fines - d'oh!
I am cheering myself up with crochet, though I fear that the pattern is resulting in a bolero that is wide enough but not long enough...confusing. This is my first big crochet project. All I've attempted so far are hats and pencil cases. Luckily with crochet you can add more rows fairly easily so I am remaining optimistic that it will look ok in the end even if I have to improvise.
In other news I am starting to remember why I got bored of LJ: mostly because it is full of crazy crazy people. Not crazy in that whole teenage girl "my friend Mandy is so crazy!" but actually certifiably mad people. Actually - scratch that - people who think it is cool to be crazy, and want to build a list of interesting medical conditions (Matt this is not directed at you! But replies to your latest post did indeed prompt it) to make themselves seem more interesting. BEING ILL IS NOT COOL! When did this happen? Is having the latest ism simply to add to your trenchant and broken soul's angst?? I blame wikipedia and net doctor where you can type in has a body temperature of 96 degrees, has clear saliva, occassionally blinks, and it will diagnose you as DYING THIS VERY SECOND SEEK MEDICAL ATTENTION IMMEDIATELY! Medical attention does not gloss as ATTENTION! Ugh. Everyone is an expert these days. Everyone thinks they have everything else. Is it so terrible to just be a normal, healthy person? What is so bad with this? A doctor friend of mine used to tell me that when she was doing her rotation in a GP office that the best advice she was given was that if anyone comes in with more than three minor complaints then they are probably just a hypochondriac, or lonely, or both. Our bodies have aches and pains and occasionally misbehave, you might have an odd rash one day, or a sore stomach the next - this does not mean you are dying. And really, why the rush to go to the doctor and have them poke and prod you? It's really not fun. There is such a thing as the boy/corseted girl who cried wolf. One day something will actually be wrong with you and the doctor will not take you seriously. That is, if you can still get an appointment with him/her. Maybe this is Darwinian choice working in new and mysterious ways? Those stupid enough to believe every little ailment in a sign of impending death really do deserve to die. White Noise puts this better than me: I love the section where the girls keep thinking they have every symptom listed on the radio, until Heinrich informs them that their symptoms are five minutes behind the times - when they have nausea they should actually be having deja vu, then they start having deja vu and the symptoms have changed to clammy palms. Just because you read about something does not mean you have it! That cult bloke had it all wrong - starting your own religion is one way to make money, but my bet is on coming up with a fake disease on LJ, posting it to all crazy girls (sorry, its usually women), then marketing a cool black pill as the cure, like the goth version of Dylar, and selling it for thousands! PhD paid for in one foul swoop...
Day 5 of Flu-Watch: Update - I still have flu. Exciting stuff. I am amused that the side effect of my medication is "addiction to this medication". Fun times. Actually, I have been up and out of bed today and am even wearing clothes. This is surely progress. I have even done some reading.
I have been here nearly two weeks and have already accumulated library fines - d'oh!
I am cheering myself up with crochet, though I fear that the pattern is resulting in a bolero that is wide enough but not long enough...confusing. This is my first big crochet project. All I've attempted so far are hats and pencil cases. Luckily with crochet you can add more rows fairly easily so I am remaining optimistic that it will look ok in the end even if I have to improvise.
In other news I am starting to remember why I got bored of LJ: mostly because it is full of crazy crazy people. Not crazy in that whole teenage girl "my friend Mandy is so crazy!" but actually certifiably mad people. Actually - scratch that - people who think it is cool to be crazy, and want to build a list of interesting medical conditions (Matt this is not directed at you! But replies to your latest post did indeed prompt it) to make themselves seem more interesting. BEING ILL IS NOT COOL! When did this happen? Is having the latest ism simply to add to your trenchant and broken soul's angst?? I blame wikipedia and net doctor where you can type in has a body temperature of 96 degrees, has clear saliva, occassionally blinks, and it will diagnose you as DYING THIS VERY SECOND SEEK MEDICAL ATTENTION IMMEDIATELY! Medical attention does not gloss as ATTENTION! Ugh. Everyone is an expert these days. Everyone thinks they have everything else. Is it so terrible to just be a normal, healthy person? What is so bad with this? A doctor friend of mine used to tell me that when she was doing her rotation in a GP office that the best advice she was given was that if anyone comes in with more than three minor complaints then they are probably just a hypochondriac, or lonely, or both. Our bodies have aches and pains and occasionally misbehave, you might have an odd rash one day, or a sore stomach the next - this does not mean you are dying. And really, why the rush to go to the doctor and have them poke and prod you? It's really not fun. There is such a thing as the boy/corseted girl who cried wolf. One day something will actually be wrong with you and the doctor will not take you seriously. That is, if you can still get an appointment with him/her. Maybe this is Darwinian choice working in new and mysterious ways? Those stupid enough to believe every little ailment in a sign of impending death really do deserve to die. White Noise puts this better than me: I love the section where the girls keep thinking they have every symptom listed on the radio, until Heinrich informs them that their symptoms are five minutes behind the times - when they have nausea they should actually be having deja vu, then they start having deja vu and the symptoms have changed to clammy palms. Just because you read about something does not mean you have it! That cult bloke had it all wrong - starting your own religion is one way to make money, but my bet is on coming up with a fake disease on LJ, posting it to all crazy girls (sorry, its usually women), then marketing a cool black pill as the cure, like the goth version of Dylar, and selling it for thousands! PhD paid for in one foul swoop...