I forgot to go to sleep last night, until about 1:30, for the second or third night in a row.

Hate it when I do that.

I have a question. Say someone's husband was an idiot and included the wife as a dependant. When the wife went to file, would it be better to put just "Married" or "Married but withold at higher single rate"?

ETA: I'm talking taxes for those of you who haven't already invaded my brain.

So there's a growing movement of people who believe that unpasteurized milk is much better for you than the pasteurized stuff: [link]

Huh. I grew up drinking raw milk and I turned out just -- OK, that's not really a good argument.

The unpasteurized milk adherents also believe that for raw milk to be safe it must come from cows that only eat grass. Corn-fed cow milk is bad.

Uh-oh....

eta:

Researchers at the University of London analyzed the diet of 4,700 children in Shropshire and found that those who lived on farms and drank raw milk had significantly fewer symptoms of asthma, hay fever and eczema. Children who drank raw milk were 40 percent less likely to develop eczema and 10 percent less likely to get hay fever than their non-raw-milk-drinking peers. Blood samples showed that they had 60 percent lower levels of immunoglobulin E, an antibody released by the immune system when it's confronted by allergens. (IgE, in turn, causes cells to release histamines, which is what causes an allergic reaction.) In their conclusion, study authors Michael Perkins and David Strachan surmised that the lactobacilli found in raw milk protect against eczema. They also stated, "Unpasteurized milk is known to be rich in a variety of gram-negative species and their lipopolysaccharides, and it is plausible that a persistent exposure to a diverse milieu of bacteria from an early age is likely to have an effect on the developing immune system."

Yeah, but unpasteurized milk tastes gross.

Unpasteurized milk tastes good, but is not something I want to chance getting sick from.

Oh, I know what you mean. I was reading episode commentary last night, and sighing a lot. One of these days, I need to write some non-wincest slash just to prove how unhip I am.

Yes, please. I mean, didn't the butch exchange totally open up oodles of possibilities for *why* Dean's such a butch little bitch?

That said, last night was really the first time I came close to seeing it. However, I still remain hodgeberry free with them. Mostly.

Yeah, but unpasteurized milk tastes gross.

No, it's nummy! Filled with extra cream-y goodness! Especially if you let the cream float to the top of the tank before you scoop out the milk/cream....

Spider Ship! (No actual spiders.)

I want to make the elevator lobby run red and sticky with their blood.

I want to work with shrift.

I love your brain, Plei. Also, yes. Also also, if I can shake off this migraine hangover, I might poke at one of those possibilities.

@@ The meeting I thought was going to run 12-1:30 is over already, which is great, except I would have gone to lunch either with friends or with leaving coworker if I'd known! Now I've eaten already! Stupid bad planning.