Last night was another shocker of hard-to-sleep. I eventually dozed off about 2 am.
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So I conducted an experiment. I drank another bottle of ALDI's $5 finest—a sparkling moscato cut by me with tonic water—to see if violent IBS upset would occur. That and I really wanted to drink a bottle of wine.It took 120 minutes but, sure enough, greening-brown of Operation TOILETCURRY once more.
Since giving up Diet Coke about six weeks ago (1), and being at home on gardening leave, I effectively gave up caffeine since I don't have to chug a coffee on a work morning to give me the pep to go to work. Last night I was tired but I had a nerd night to attend, kingdom building in a long running D&D 3.5 campaign (we're thirteenth level). So I had a coffee. I regretted the decision at 2:40 am after I'd spent about an hour trying to sleep without success, even resorting to counting backw
Lewis Black was on The Daily Show and he did a bit (1) about the ex-Nazi guard, aged 93, on trial for being complicit in the death of 300 000 people. Lewis ended the bit with a revelation that a former Jewish inmate, who was 10 when she was put in the camp along with her sister, forgave the guard and then riffed on how he, Lewis, couldn't forgive such monstrosity and if he had his way he'd perform genital origami by way of revenge. I
I had one of those on-the-cusp of sleep dreams the other day. Where you are dreaming about something that is happening to you at that moment in the position you are in. In this case lying in bed and looking at the doorway.Two men burst in, I think one was a teenage boy and perhaps in a sailor's hat.
I rarely drink. When I hit my thirties the need to chug on down greatly reduced. But tonight I had maybe a bottle and a half of $5 ALDI's finest. I don't know if this is correlation or causation but my lower hole just evicted what seemed like a large-sized curry of fine minced greening-brown.
A while back I chipped one of my upper teeth. I think it was via ALDI's delicious honey cashews and I likely didn't notice when it happened and probably swallowed the shard.At least, though, it's not a bad chip.
I had a meeting with my doctor and rehab person to get the tick to go back to work. It sucked having to go on gardening leave but I know it wasn't personal, it was my workplace looking after me. And, thanks to having been looked after when I collapsed in 2013 and again now with my recent return of anxiety, I am soon to walk straight back into work. I won't even need a graduated return.
I saw Realtime with Bill Maher from 8 May 2015.Will Cain was on. He is such an insufferable fucktard of right wing fuckholery I felt the need to resurrect Twatwatch to point it out.Only, here's the thing. Twats are awesome. It's stupid to call him a twat because he's just not that useful. Roadkill? Roadkill watch? As in someone who is of less value that roadkill? After all you can always eat roadkill. Anyway, Will Cain.
I am a cultural Christian but now atheist. My journey to "not God" was largely accomplished in teenage years but as I got older I couldn't live the lie any more and walked completely away from it (1). It's caused some issues, my Dad is quite religious and he has suffered actual mental pain from his children being either on the fence or over the fence and headed for the library. Sure, the social part of it is a big feature.