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User 1
I had an abusive ex who would always touch me lightly/sensually before hitting me. I can not stand when anyone touches me lightly, or runs their fingers on my skin.
User 2
Fuck, I'm sorry to hear that. Very glad to hear it's an ex. Hope you're in a much better place now.
User 1
Oh, I definitely am. My current girlfriend has been able to lightly touch me a few times without a problem. Much better place!
And with that reply I thought, "that is one of the most interesting ways I have caught myself being sexist..." Found that quote on reddit, btw, if anyone was wondering.
On the topic of this kinda preconception and privilege style of thing - I love tutorials on medical ethics. All they really achieve is people getting mad about abortion rights and right to choice in reproductive technology haha.
Also, in a break, we were discussing how war crimes in the form of human medical experiments are such an ethical dilemma.
I brought up Area 731 and Nazi human experimentation. These included stuff like live dissections and artificial epidemics, etc. (I swear there was one on how women were forcefully impregnated and then had their developing embryos examined at different stages of development, and how different types of trauma affects development of something, but I can't find where that is.)
For example, the hypothermia one done by the Nazis seriously is solid medical knowledge (determining best way to rewarm hypothermia patients). Even the background stuff on normal and traumatised development of people will help a lot with things we actually have no way to actually obtain accurate information about (e.g a bunch of drugs and their effect on foetuses).
Is the death of a relative few justifiable in order to advance science in order to save some unknown but huge number of others? If not, what makes quarantine more acceptable than human experimentation? Keeping in mind that human quarantine infringes on the right to freedom, which is arguably equitable to right to life, depending on your particular world view.
in yo face
- Its full name is Botulinum toxin
- It is a neurotoxin
- It is produced by Clostridium botulinum, a species of bacteria that is responsible for food poisoning
- Probably not the strongest point, but it's also not approved by FDA as a cosmetic treatment
dairy? on the contrary!
Today, for the first time ever, I drank a black coffee. That is, a long black, which is in turn, a cup of hot water, with an espresso shot poured over it.
Interestingly, it kinda smells like tobacco ... It's more of the smell of a fresh cigarette just out of the box, so opposed to one that is already on fire. Hence, it also doesn't taste like cigarettes, unless you somehow consume your cigarettes without the fire.
I have previously heard that black coffee is superior to milkified coffee, because milk interferes with the antioxidant capabilities or something. But a quick google with non-EBM skills revealed that there is probably no such association.
With or without the supposed benefits over milkified coffee, at least I save like 70c per cup of coffee :P
I don't know if any budding baristas would like to confirm or refute this following point, but: the top of my coffee is significantly more coffee-like than the bottom, which was diluted like homeopathy. Is it some sort of faux pas to stir the coffee? Is there any significant layering or structures going on that would be destroyed by stirring? Cos it sucks when I see someone stir their grenadine into the orange juice in a tequila sunrise :(
By the way, for the med kids, I swear we were taught that alcohol and caffeine are competitive ligands for the same receptors, but we were lied to!! Turns out (ty Dr Wiki, MD) that caffeine acts on adenosine receptors (a GCPR), whereas alcohol acts on GABA, a ligand gated in channel :O scandalous. Physiological competition at best. In other news I need something better to do.
Predictive predicament
I have been rather lazy lately with blogging. My excuse is that I was busy with med... But that isn't really the case I've just been a lazy bastard
I come to you today because I have recently come into possession of a Samsung Galaxy Tab, which my dad just walked home with one day.
Apparently he bought it so that I could view textbooks (obtained somewhat less than legally) easily on the go which is a nice gesture yay thanks dad. I don't really know how I'm gonna take it to uni without breaking it in my already quite packed laptop bag.
I'm actually just going through first world problems as I am trying to get used to swipe input on this tablet.
Apparently it can learn my typing mannerisms in such a way that it can predict what I am going to say next so often that it spooks me out.
As I'm writing this post I am finding myself less convinced that swiping is useful. It is wearing down the tip of my index finger such that I might not have fingerprints tomorrow. Also, when I switch to regular typing, it often starts thinking that I meant to swipe instead, leaving a long stream of jumbled two letter words. Also, unless I am having trouble world out how exactly to use this keyboard, it's not exactly easy to edit a messed up word, especially if it is in the middle of a chain of swiped words. Or if I just make a "swypo", it's kinda hard to cancel the input.
Okay I just read through that and that was thoroughly unentertaining. So let me regale you with an anecdote from last night.
So yesterday we, and by we I mean everyone in our English table except princess Crystal who decided she was too good for us :O, went to watch the Ruse musical. (I legitimately just swiped,"Ruse musical" and it capitalised itself wow). Anyways since we hadn't meet up for aeons, we also had dinner at Carlingford Village. Nothing special happened there except Danal managed to complain throughout his whole meal about how bad it tastes, all the while finishing his meal before anyone else.
The musical was pretty uneventful as well, but it was what came afterwards that was quite exciting. We (except Tom, who had no way to get home if he didn't leave straight after musical) strolled in to Bonnie's 4WD. I use the word strolled because there is so much legroom in there that you could run a putt putt course in there. So we went to a 24h Maccas for a midnight Maccas run woo.
We decided that the best course of action was to use the drive through, the park the car and walk right back into the restaurant to eat. When we ran out of food we went to the counter to order more food (sans judgement, since cashier duty person was different to drive through staff). Then we got kicked out of the restaurant cos the B&M closes at midnight. Didn't faze us, though, as we just went through the drive through one more time. We spent ages at the first box trying to work out if the loose change menu was available past midnight, cos that is technically before 10:30. So two drive through trips later, we had to visit Marcus's house to eat or takeaway baggie of Mickey D goodness.
Between the four of us, we managed to eat 45 nuggets, 20 McBites and four McDoubles. That really wasn't enough so we then went to raid Marcus's fridge. This had beers, which we consumed (except Bonnie the dedicated designated driver), which is where we had this beautiful photo opportunity to shame Crystal for ruining a pseudo birthday celebration
The fridge also a frozen cheesecake that was in there for either 1 month or 5 years, depending on how you interpret the date (but seriously, does any dating convention NOT put the year at the end?) So we didn't eat the cake, but we did take photos of it then put it back in the freezer LOL. Okay here ends an extremely long swiped blog post yay. I should probably catch some sleep.