As long as we're on the topic of allergies, I do find that mopping my wood floors is better at keeping the dust & pollen in check than sweeping alone. (During treesex season, open windows are my nemesis.)

ION, my friend is going to provide ASL interpreting for Lady GAGA today in Portland Maine for the rally against Don't Ask, Don't Tell this afternoon! Hilarious!

ION, my friend is going to provide ASL interpreting for Lady GAGA today in Portland Maine for the rally against Don't Ask, Don't Tell this afternoon! Hilarious!

Okay that is AWESOME.

Right, but most people who have an intolerance to gluten do not actually have celiac disease, from what I understand.

Celiac disease can only be truly diagnosed with a biopsy, and symptoms run from not having any to ending up in the hospital because of a piece of toast (my nephew). So I think that some of the people who are intolerant may actually have the disease.

From celiac.com:

Celiac disease, also known as gluten intolerance

So I'm not sure there's a medical distinction other than one being the layman's term for the other.

I had an ER doctor carefully explain to me that the aspirin allergy I had listed on my intake form was not actually an allergy, it was a sensitivity (based on my described symptoms). I'm still gonna list it because I really don't want anyone to give me any, but I guess now I know.

So I think that some of the people who are intolerant may actually have the disease.

And, according to WebMD, if you think you have celiac you shouldn't just take gluten out of your diet without talking to your doctor first. Because it eases the most obvious symptoms and it can remove the markers they use to help identify that you have the disease. (/Internet Doctor)

The wife of the owner of, what I and many others think is, the best restaurant in Bmore has celiac so there is a ton of gluten free stuff on their menu. Plus, I'm pretty sure, they always have gluten free beer available.

I just got mistaken for someone else. I am a speshul snowflake, dammit, and that must not happen. I mean, unless it's family or that one chick from university.

I suspect he's mistaking me for the chick whose name sounds like mine, but for him to approach me in person means he asked someone who she was, and they told him the wrong chick.

Hmm. I guess I would be more irritated if I were her. Still, people, stop it.

Man, the urge to Pooh Case is strong.

Come over to the Pooh Case Side, ita; our Cookies are Capitalised.

our Cookies are Capitalised.

Oooh, yes. Can I come, too? I'm having a Day. With a Headache.