Without having done any research myself, I feel like there are a lot of wackadoo health claims around various dietary changes. That said, if they aren't leading to malnutrition, I vote whatever works for you.
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Natter 69: Practically names itself.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeah, I mean, I'm sure for some people going, say, vegan helps them. For others it doesn't. And for others it helps because of psychosomatic stuff--but hey, it helps. As long as no one is preaching that I need to do it...(obviously there are many reasons other than health to be vegan)
I finally took mysel to the urgent care clinic. I have pneumonia. Am now in the pharmacy waiting for drugs. Apparently my pulse is in the fat burning zone all on its own (and my pulse ox is not so hot)
And for others it helps because of psychosomatic stuff--but hey, it helps.
Yeah, exactly.
Also, ugh pneumonia! That's no fun. Can you take sick time?
meara! Good god. I'm glad you went.
Gah! Feel better, meara! I'm glad you went to the doctor.
Get better, meara!
Ladies and gentlemen, my little sister.
Get smarter, Little Cow!
Incidentally, your brother is now named Rebel Cow. In my mind, at least.
That is not good fat burning! Stop it immediately! I hope the meds give you relief stat.
If you want to see the screwy duck penis in action, look here. What I hadn't realised until reading it on IO9 right now (although BT surely said so--it just never sunk in) is that the female duck's vagina corkscrews in the opposite direction, which is why the ejaculation is so explosive, and can tear through vaginal walls to get to its goal. However, I'm not sure how the female duck actually lets the right one in. What's the trick to surmounting that geometrical incompatibility?
You know what's not fun? Getting attacked by your own cat. Really, attacked is too strong a word because he doesn't aim to harm, just to intimidate. That's pretty hard to keep in my head when Oz is coming at me all puffed up and snarling. We were outside and a strange cat came through the fence. Oz immediately puffed up twice his size and went after him, and I was yelling at him to get away. Oz, to his credit, didn't follow him into the front yard, but he did remain freaked out. I walked too close to him about 10 minutes later and he went after me. I mostly remained calmed, but I did yell at him at first, until I remembered that will just escalate him.
Sigh, the vet was not wrong about him being territorial.
Of course, now he's lying on the floor, calm as anything.
Oh meara, feel better.