Random Thoughts on a Thursday
Dec. 9th, 2010 09:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brightrosefoxStill eating dried goji berries like a fiend. It's like eating raisins, except more colorful with a tart tang. Also, pistachios. Sometimes I treat them like mussels. If they're too hard to open or are mostly closed, I'll put them back. But I love them, little pistachios.
Adam came home from work with his right pinky finger a bloody mess, wrapped in tissue and gaffe tape. His finger got caught in an elevator door. We went to work clipping the chunk of dead skin off and washing his hand. Hydrogen peroxide, Neosporin, large bandage, blanket for the shock. Not the worst trauma by a long shot, but bloody. He is now missing a nice bit of flesh, and even though a lot of the skin was calloused anyway, the wound is deep enough to catch a peek at the white fibrous tissue beneath. He doesn't need stitches, just time and good care. He's working tomorrow, but his boss knows about the injury and Adam says he'll be fine. Considering that I've seen him in worse shape, I believe him. He's feeling better. But I want him to go to bed early tonight.
Rose, as it turns out, still loves spirulina. She will eat a tablet quickly and happily, and I'm happy to give her one tablet every now and then as a special treat. Cats' systems favor acidity, and spirulina favors alkalinity, after all. But it is safe to give every so often.
On Facebook, I got mansplained to over a completely unnecessary and bizarre comment thread. It almost made me laugh. As a friend said, I wonder who actually gets to decide what is an appropriate use of social media? The guy objected to something he saw as "juvenile" and "a waste of time" but I think it was because maybe he may have randomly appointed himself Overseer of Social Media Use for All His Friends. Something like that, I don't know. I hear he's a sweetheart but can get weird online. It happens to a lot of people. I wasn't offended or upset, just startled, because it came out of nowhere. Hi, internet!
Most of the jobs I've applied to this week have been nearly perfect for me except for one or two small issues - I don't meet a certain criteria, etc. I applied anyway, because you never know. The funny thing is that more than half of the job descriptions needed proofreading and spellchecking badly.
I've been increasing my daily doses of oregano oil, shilajit, and neem extract. It's fucking cold and getting fuckinger colder. Soon it will be so fuckingest cold that walking two minutes to the mailbox and back will make me scream for mercy. Yes, I am quite looking forward to that.
Adam came home from work with his right pinky finger a bloody mess, wrapped in tissue and gaffe tape. His finger got caught in an elevator door. We went to work clipping the chunk of dead skin off and washing his hand. Hydrogen peroxide, Neosporin, large bandage, blanket for the shock. Not the worst trauma by a long shot, but bloody. He is now missing a nice bit of flesh, and even though a lot of the skin was calloused anyway, the wound is deep enough to catch a peek at the white fibrous tissue beneath. He doesn't need stitches, just time and good care. He's working tomorrow, but his boss knows about the injury and Adam says he'll be fine. Considering that I've seen him in worse shape, I believe him. He's feeling better. But I want him to go to bed early tonight.
Rose, as it turns out, still loves spirulina. She will eat a tablet quickly and happily, and I'm happy to give her one tablet every now and then as a special treat. Cats' systems favor acidity, and spirulina favors alkalinity, after all. But it is safe to give every so often.
On Facebook, I got mansplained to over a completely unnecessary and bizarre comment thread. It almost made me laugh. As a friend said, I wonder who actually gets to decide what is an appropriate use of social media? The guy objected to something he saw as "juvenile" and "a waste of time" but I think it was because maybe he may have randomly appointed himself Overseer of Social Media Use for All His Friends. Something like that, I don't know. I hear he's a sweetheart but can get weird online. It happens to a lot of people. I wasn't offended or upset, just startled, because it came out of nowhere. Hi, internet!
Most of the jobs I've applied to this week have been nearly perfect for me except for one or two small issues - I don't meet a certain criteria, etc. I applied anyway, because you never know. The funny thing is that more than half of the job descriptions needed proofreading and spellchecking badly.
I've been increasing my daily doses of oregano oil, shilajit, and neem extract. It's fucking cold and getting fuckinger colder. Soon it will be so fuckingest cold that walking two minutes to the mailbox and back will make me scream for mercy. Yes, I am quite looking forward to that.
