Ugh, at work and I'm reaching up and something twinges in my neck...next thing I know there's shooting pain from neck to shoulder and I can't turn my head hardly at all without pain. And there's still 3.5 hours left of shift. Ow ow ow ow ow. Threw back some Ibuprofen and hoping for the best.
I think that phrase should never have been lost. It's simply too cool. I'm pushing to bring it back. After this damn virus is killed with prejudice, that is.
My wife considers cucumbers to be evil. Pickles are okay, theyre exorcised cucumbers, but otherwise cucumbers are evil incarnate.
Is she perhaps a cat and you secretly put a cucumber next to her bowl while she was eating? Asking for a friend....
A couple of people I know in the Ottawa region got hit by a tornado last Friday and they're still without power. Kind of the last thing I thought I'd see when I came back to Canada.
This is a minor 'Not Happy', but my heart aches still. The company I work for is relocating outside London in December (not for this is my heart aching). I'm off today and I'm giving my CV a proper update. The 'Profile' section is very hard to work on, because I most genuinely dislike what I do, and have been doing for the last few years, and I can't seem to find a way out of it. Still I have to 'sell myself' for it. So I am bleeding a little.
The talk about supermarket weighing scales reminded me of something. Every time I go shopping I feel tempted to find out which fresh item has the lowest price per gram, and then use the self-checkout to weigh my more expensive items (i.e. beer) as though they are that item of fresh produce, and see if the price is cheaper than paying for the actual item. The self-checkout would allow me to do it, as all it knows is whether the weight of the item you put in the bag is the same as the weight of the item you told it. So if I tell it I've got 2kg of carrots, it won't complain if I put a 2kg crate of beer in the bag. I wonder...
That explains the drunken rabbit that knocked on my door the other night, wanted to borrow a torch to find his burrow.
Here we go again. Supertyphoon Trami is currently a Cat-5, but should weaken to a Cat 2-3 by the time it hits us this weekend. If it does; it's kinda wandering around lost right now, but at least I know what to do this time.
a bit like a blindfolded 600lb Sumo wrestler trying to gracefully pirouette in a closely-packed china shop. Stay safe.
Got into an argument with my school's resident bigot yesterday. According to him. the reason students have difficulty taking the negative side in debates on same-sex marriage (not currently legal in Japan, but likely to be so soon IMO) is that even though they know that it's wrong and evil, they've been terrorized by the PC police and are afraid to express their honest opinions in class.... A) Buddhism and Shinto don't, AFAIK, have any specific prohibitions against same-sex relations. B) Most Japanese are only vaguely, nominally Buddhist anyway. If Hello Kitty issued a fatwa, it would be another matter, but... C) Political correctness doesn't exist in Japan, there are virtually no legal or even social penalties for expressing the most prejudiced, bigoted, and hateful opinions in any forum at all. The background level of racism here is absolutely 1950s America, sexism is rampant and judicially supported, and "gay" characters are still at the level they were in 1980s teen comedies. But the students are scared to criticize same-sex marriage in an academic debate, yeah....
Pocky Jihad maybe, but a fatwa not so much. Unless you allow fictional characters into politics over there, then I feel for you and wish you the best of luck.
I took off my laptop's space bar today and wasn't able to get it back on correctly. Ended up breaking it in the process. I have an external keyboard for now, but now I have to buy two new key hinges