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robustcornhusk:

toasthaste:

oh the Reply All host* has a kind of spiritual successor podcast called Search Engine that’s ticking off most of the same boxes for me. It’s not explicitly about the internet but it’s about digging around trying to find answers for really specific questions, and it has a very similar vibe/editing/production.

Currently listening to “Why can’t we just turn the empty offices into apartments?” (Which thus far basically aligns with the stuff I thought I knew about the subject and has the same extremely-listenable quality that Reply All had)

Other eps of interest to me include “How sad are the monkeys in the zoo?” “How do I find new music now that I’m old and irrelevant?” and “Wait, should I not be drinking airplane coffee?”

Not a ton of eps out yet, like 15-20 maybe? Apparently they’re gonna do 40 and see how much support they get and if it’s enough then they’ll commit to 40 more and so on.

very tangential to “is it okay to drink the airplane coffee” -> lately i was reading about Germs On Planes and also Germs While Hiking -> apparently you sometimes get hiker-epidemics of norovirus on popular hiking trails, because there’s no running water to wash your hands with, and hand sanitizer DOES NOT KILL NOROVIRUS

which was news to me! maybe it’s not news to other people.

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#PSA #illness tw #vomit cw #unsanitary cw #norovirus is fucking terrifying #(she says as someone who probably has Long Norovirus) #((though she was never tested to confirm it was that and not some other stomach bug)) #(true‚ my new baseline is actually overall *better* than my old one) #(but those first two weeks fucking sucked and the next six weeks were not great either) #(and it was a few months after that to psychologically adjust to the permanent appetite reduction) #you ever read the Wikipedia article? #my main takeaway from reading it was that if you are ever eating in a restaurant #and someone‚ *anywhere* in the restaurant‚ vomits #abandon your food and leave immediately #(I don’t know what I’m going to do if I’m *working* in a restaurant and this happens) #(99.97% filtration might actually not be enough against fucking norovirus) #tag rambles #(I don’t queue tag rambles‚ so that I can keep track of which posts to put in the comment roundup) #(so you’re getting this one upfront) #(have fun)

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My first plan for this post was to have the entirety of the text body be “Massss Effffectttt”, tagged #I’ve finished my #adventures in University Land #for the semester.

My second plan was to acknowledge the first plan, then say that I was instead off to go have that quality time with my new phone, and I’d get around to Mass Effect later. (Possibly after hunting down an external mouse, as I’m finding this trackpad to be rather finicky on Windows.)

This is the last plan:

Finals were hellish. I’d say I understand now why people get so freaked out about finals, but I’m only going half-time. If two classes are like this, I can’t begin to imagine four.

(Why did I have to be someone whose psychosomatic stress-response is gut problems? Why couldn’t it have been…I was going to say headaches, but rumour has it that sufficiently severe headaches can induce vomiting. Surely there must be some set of physical symptoms stress can manifest that doesn’t involve nausea, is what I’m trying to say here.)

(No, I didn’t puke, but it was a close thing.)

But. All of the dice have now been cast, and enough of them have landed high enough that no matter what the remaining dice land on, I won’t lose either game. (Though I still want them to roll high, of course.)

It’s bedtime now, so I can’t play with my phone just yet. Tomorrow morning, I will. Maybe then it will start sinking in that it’s over. It’s finally over.

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#adventures in University Land #oh look an original post #emetophobia tw

Muslimah: wearemagneton: new-muslimah-usa: I don’t care what Islam says, Allah…

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wearemagneton:

new-muslimah-usa:

I don’t care what Islam says, Allah will understand when I get an Epidural. Don’t even think I’d go “all natural” on that.

Becca swelled up like a toad frog — everyone thought she would have twins.

And I already sleep on my side, so, it’s okay.

My…

[more menstrual stuff]

You vomit? Yikes. The more I hear about other people’s menstrual problems, the luckier I feel. Even at its worst, it’s not bad to the point of incapacitation: a bit of acne here*, a bit of chocolate craving there, bit of cramping here and there**, mildly enhanced anger which doesn’t even get an opportunity to happen most cycles with my wonderfully un-stressful life. And none of those happen reliably every time: there have been months when the only thing my reproductive organs inflicted on me was the bleeding***.

*According to Mom anyway. It just looks like ordinary adolescent stuff to me.

**Mom thinks I’m lucky because I can tell when I’m ovulating by the secondary cramps. Not seeing how it’s worth even relatively minor pain.

***Which is annoying all on its own. Especially when you’re scheduled for a swim class or a road trip on a heavy-flow day and internal-use stuff squicks you. (I just have to suck it up and use the tampons when that happens.)

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#pm   #the kid   #Generic Rambling