Happy Days in Random Chatter 10

[NerdGirl]

So I'm doing this family med elective right now, and pretty much every day my preceptor tells me to go home and look something up on the internet and then tell her about it tomorrow. Today it was, "Which antidepressant doesn't lower your sex drive?" and now because I googled that I am getting ads for both antidepressants and viagra/cialis all over all of the webpages I go to. Youtube really wants to help me with my erectile dysfunction.

This is why I search for potentially awkward topics in Incognito mode (Chrome) or Private Browsing (Firefox). No awkward ads afterward! (For you folk who like keyboard shortcuts, Chrome's is Ctrl-Shift-N, and Firefox's is Ctrl-Shift-P.)

That is such a good idea! I know all about incognito mode, but I've only ever used it for things like buying presents for people who might later see my search history. Never thought of using it for looking up all of the sketchy searches I end up having to do!

[Katya]

I spent the evening trying to save the life of a small bat who got stuck in the light fixture in the bathroom. (It had been stuck in there for about a day, so I'm worried that it might be weakened.) I was trying to shoo it out the door and I lost track of it and now I don't know if it's in the house or not. For now, I'm going to keep the cat downstairs so it doesn't bite the bat. (Or so the bat doesn't bite the cat.) I hope it's OK.

Sometimes I think I'm too tenderhearted for my own good.

[Zedability]

I'm a little confused by a question that I asked the board last week not being answered yet. To me at least it seemed much simpler a question to answer than the others I asked last week.

I've had a couple questions lately that have gone significantly over. I think it might be a Board-wide issue of some sort rather than any specific question. (A large number of simultaneous family reunions, perhaps?)

I went to Europe, got kidnapped by some of my enemies, and could only answer Board questions by writing the answer in an ink composed of scrapings from my cell wall and my own tears, capturing carrier pigeons outside my window, and sending them on a trans-Atlantic mission. Also, all of my messages were in a double encryption, so the other writers had a bunch of their time taken up decoding it. And then they had to plan and execute a rescue mission. Sorry.

[C is for]

I had a simple plan for tonight: wash 3 dishes (all that I've gotten dirty in the last day), take out the trash, and clean my room.

So far...
I've spent a lot of time on tumblr, a site I hate but keep going back to
I've also just laid here on the couch for a while with my eyes closed, but not napping
I then turned my computer back on, for reasons that now escape me. Probably to complain about how little I've gotten done tonight.

You may think the night is still young, but I have an appointment with my bedsheets in an hour. I don't know if I can wash a bowl, a plate, a cup, and 2 spoons, plus trudge all the way out to the dumpster and back, plus put clothes on hangers in one measly hour.

My life is hard.

[yayfulness]

A year ago today--actually, almost to the hour--I boarded an airplane to leave Chile and my mission. I've adapted to "civilian" life and my mission isn't something I think about every day anymore, but if I could go back... I'm pretty sure I would. Which is probably why God doesn't let me as a young man serve multiple missions. I've got other stuff in life to worry about. But I still miss it sometimes.

[Defy V]

I had a simple plan for tonight: wash 3 dishes (all that I've gotten dirty in the last day), take out the trash, and clean my room.

So far...
I've spent a lot of time on tumblr, a site I hate but keep going back to
I've also just laid here on the couch for a while with my eyes closed, but not napping
I then turned my computer back on, for reasons that now escape me. Probably to complain about how little I've gotten done tonight.

You may think the night is still young, but I have an appointment with my bedsheets in an hour. I don't know if I can wash a bowl, a plate, a cup, and 2 spoons, plus trudge all the way out to the dumpster and back, plus put clothes on hangers in one measly hour.

My life is hard.

If you had a baby then I might concede that that's a lot for one hour.

[C is for]

I had a simple plan for tonight: wash 3 dishes (all that I've gotten dirty in the last day), take out the trash, and clean my room.

So far...
I've spent a lot of time on tumblr, a site I hate but keep going back to
I've also just laid here on the couch for a while with my eyes closed, but not napping
I then turned my computer back on, for reasons that now escape me. Probably to complain about how little I've gotten done tonight.

You may think the night is still young, but I have an appointment with my bedsheets in an hour. I don't know if I can wash a bowl, a plate, a cup, and 2 spoons, plus trudge all the way out to the dumpster and back, plus put clothes on hangers in one measly hour.

My life is hard.

If you had a baby then I might concede that that's a lot for one hour.

Yeah, I thought about that while I was complaining. It added to the lovely sense of irony.

And for interested parties (which, let's face it, is EVERYONE), I managed to put the clean dishes away (all 6 of them), soak the dirty ones, and take the trash out. Then I got sidetracked by actually talking to real people. Oh well. There's always tomorrow.

*exhibits healthy procrastination habits*

Yayf, Elder Holland said that righteous returned missionaries think about their missions every single day for the rest of their lives. You just think about that for a minute, ok?

Edit so people don't think I'm actually serious...I'm not. I know that it's hard to tell, considering how judgy of a person I am generally.

[Portia]

Hi, 5 AM! Catch ya on the flip side! Apparently I will never sleep more than 5 hours per 24 hour period again!

[Unit of Energy]

I was not feeling well last night, I tried to sleep from 5pm until 10:30pm. At which point a friend was able to bring me my requested feel better items (a salad and exedrin) and then I was feeling well and awake until 3am. Thankfully none of that had an ill effect on my waking up this morning.

[Unit of Energy]

So, I'm texting a boy I've never met. We have a mutual friend. I swear dates are less awkward.

[yayfulness]

I believe there is a very special place in hell for all the radical pundits on both sides of the political spectrum who lie and slander in order to attract viewers and boost the size of their paychecks. It bugs me so much that good, reasonable people believe everything they say without question, even when a simple Google search could conclusively prove it false...

[Katya]

I wonder if I could sleep on my back if I had a weighted blanket.

[Unit of Energy]

Four hours later, maybe this isn't so bad. Although I wouldn't mind him asking me out soon, since I know that is the reason he was given my number.

[bobtheenchantedone]

I wonder if I could sleep on my back if I had a weighted blanket.

I've been trying to learn to sleep on my back. My problem is that after a few minutes I actually have the... desire? craving, maybe? to turn on to one of my sides. If I don't heed it, I get more and more uncomfortable until I give in.

[Katya]

I wonder if I could sleep on my back if I had a weighted blanket.

I've been trying to learn to sleep on my back. My problem is that after a few minutes I actually have the... desire? craving, maybe? to turn on to one of my sides. If I don't heed it, I get more and more uncomfortable until I give in.

That's kind of how it is for me. Only I can't sleep on my side, just on my stomach.

[bobtheenchantedone]

I could never understand how people could do that. It always hurt my neck too much. (And squished me, but that's because I... have a lot to squish.)

[Katya]

I could never understand how people could do that. It always hurt my neck too much. (And squished me, but that's because I... have a lot to squish.)

Well, part of the reason that I want to be able to sleep on my back is the neck issue.

[Zedability]

Man, I love being a scientist, but sometimes the "Design experiment. Data makes no sense. Bang head against wall. Repeat." part is soooo frustrating. /venting

[C is for]

Man, I love being a scientist, but sometimes the "Design experiment. Data makes no sense. Bang head against wall. Repeat." part is soooo frustrating. /venting

And that is why I decided not to be a scientist.

[yayfulness]

I could actually take that. It's the math inherent in the hard sciences that dealt the mortal blow for me.

Which is why I'm majoring in something that is half Economics.