Just steer clear of the livers of carnivores.

We have vegans on the board, right?

I like reached out to. I used it today twice in two different conversations about two separate topics. The first being recruitment of non slacker students to our school and the second being pressuring students to take AP classes. In both instances, the program is trying to reach out to new students. It sounds better than strong arm.

Or coerce.

msbelle, we host a server for minecraft as well, but I'll have to get the deets from my DH. I'll email you when I have more info.

I thought the polar bear liver toxicity thing was particular to polar bears (too much vitamin E) and not a general carnivore thing, or even bear thing.

Unrelatedly: fuck that no monopurpose kitchen gadgets noise. Being able to make popsicles in a few minutes is awesome!

I feel "reach out to" has different nuance from "contact". It has a hopefulness, more implication but not assumption of response. You can just contact someone and be done with it. Not so much if I reached out to them.

I am drilling home to all sorts of people that the ER is my LAST resort. We are having a communication snafu of the highest order (so don't listen to me on semantics) and its practical payoff is that I'm in a cold brightly lit room, with my headache slowly creeping back up on me. I have made use of the word "irony" many times.

But if they think they don't have to go all out because there are other ad hoc ideas--NO. No one has given me more options. And my doctor said my initial email seemed too positive, and it was hours before he got my second one. I left three messages at every vaguely neuro-adjacent number I had, saying I could not just sleep on it, so I am not accepting culpability for that.

The advocate's manager came to see me, to find out why we were in such dire straits--it's not a huge slide in health--it was two incidences of bad sleep. Most people can recover from those, but I cannot, that's all. It's not a sign home care isn't working, or that the changing seasons are wreaking havoc on my health. I think my nightmares are outside their scope.

For the love of god, please let me go home.

I was in the supermarket tonight and found myself in the section that sells candles to the Catholic market, with pictures of saints and the Virgin and Christ etc. I found a candle with a picture of Death with his scythe, labeled La Santisima Muerte. naturally I bought it. My pathetic Spanish says that means Holy Death, but I may be wrong.

However, before I light it, I'd like to know what the prayer on the back means, and BabelFish is only confusing me. (I try not to invoke things I don't understand.) This is the prayer on the back, everything's in caps on teh candle.

si eres animal feroz, manso como un cordero, manso somo la flor del romero. tienes que venir: pan comiste, de el me distes: agua tambien me distes por la palabra mas fuerte que mi dijiste quiero que me traigas a ... que esta humillado, rendido a mis plantas y ven por que yo te llamo, yo te domino: tranqilidad no has no tener hasta que vengas a mi lado. asi como atravieso este afiler en mitad de esta vela, asi quiero que se atravieso mi pensamiento en mitad de tu corazon para que olvides a la mujer que tengas y vengas que yo te llamo.

Lots of medical~ma, as always, ita. We know you reached out to your neuro, he has no excuse for not knowing. Jeesh.

I don't think you understand the true importance of Chunky soup, Tep.

Hitting this while reading quickly after the cannibalism discussion gave me pause.

A Girl Scout volunteer here apparently made off with a troop's cookie money, and the local news had an adorable second-grade troop member on who recited the Brownie pledge and earnestly explained why taking the money was against the Girl Scout law. She said, "It says to be friendly and helpful in the law. That's one of the things people expect Girl Scouts to do."