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Gender: Female
Interests: music. dance. read. tea. eat. sleep.
Expertise: sitting. wasting t ime. obsession with music from the 90s. and currently: the acetabulum and obturator foramen of the pelvic girdle. mmm mmm anatomy!
Occupation: Student
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AIM:  waangstaa
Member Since:
3/4/2003
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| i've had a few conversations recently all revolving around ginger ale.
i have this habit of drinking ginger ale like it is the water of life, like it isn't a soda, like it isn't mostly ginger flavored as opposed to real ginger. i don't think any one can really deny that real ginger has real health effects. if you have a problem anywhere along your GI tract, ginger will probably solve it. it's not just chinese people wisdom, i want to say it's a proven science.
but since when did that translate to it being okay to drink a 2 liter bottle a day? i don't know, but somewhere along the line translate it did.
i could probably trace MY roots to flying. as a kid i was among the soda deprived. soda was one of those things reserved for...the once in a while mcdonalds trip (to this day the orange drink is still something special even though i recently learned it wasn't soda...), thanksgiving, social gatherings where parents couldn't monitor what you were drinking. and when we flew, it was totally game for me to drink all the ginger ale i wanted. it was supposed to help my motion sickness, but it never did. i never outgrew my propensity to throw up at take off and landing til high school, and i never was brave enough to fly without dramamine until college. but flying as a child, i learned that somehow ginger ale was separate from other soda. i mean i can't believe that caffeine was the issue because sprite still was among bad sodas. if it's about sugar content, i don't think ginger ale has the upper hand...yet somehow i drink ginger ale like it had the ability to reverse the bad effects of sugar/high fructose corn syrup.
anyways, so i'm currently drinking ginger ale like not only is it the water of life, but liek it is better than the flu shot (seasonal and h1n1) and the answer to every old wives tale and webmd question. and now that canada dry makes the green tea ginger ale (with antioxidants!) i really dont' know how i will be able to answer my doctor when i have kidney stones because i forgot how to drink water. but maybe she will also be a studnet of the school of ginger ale.
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| a year ago this time, i was hanging around my apt in lots of spandex, which my friend likes to call "the ninja suit," doing absolutely nothing. i was embarking on the master cleanse (which i am seriously reconsidering) and killing time by reading a lot of books and feeling like i was doing something.
now
i barely have time to breathe.
i go to school full time work full time and am trying to stay above surface. ugh.
a lot has changed in a year.
can i be 5 again?
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| first off, i will say i do not have swine flu.
but i am sick. in a miserable kind of way.
at first i thought it was just allergies and i will say that this year allergies are kicking my arse. all up and down the island of manhattan. then taking a five borough tour, to jersey, to connecticut, and back to new york. and then slapping me in the face and laughing.
when the congestion kicked in i thought i decided to pull out the big guns and eff the claritin (both name brand nad generic) and go to zyrtec-d.
now let me also insert that i am a nurse. i spend a good amoutn of my workign hours opening pill packaging and for some god forsaken reason pills come in different ridilculous packaging that is...unnecessarily difficult. and i guess i could say im a professional. no. i am a professional. i am a professional and i should be unfazed by medicinal packaging.
enter zyrtec-d.
WORST PACKAGING EVER. it's so overally involved, infuriatingly difficult, and there are WAY too many steps to get to the pill.
and then they have the nerve to even SAY it's easy to open packaging.
eff that. great med, awful access. let the people be decongested. THE PEOPLE NEED DECONGESTING.
tha'ts all.
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| i'll admit that i watch a lot of bad tv. but please don't discount it, i find many a great revelation watching bad tv. and tonight, as i am up a full hour later than i should be to wake up at 445 to go to work on a sunday, i've come to a very concrete conclusion:
one of the deepest pits of misery must be to be a male host for little girl pageants. i didn't realize they had to sing songs incorporating the name of the pageant at the finalists, so beyond being complacent to the horror that is pageants, they have to be perky and sing painfully cringeworthy songs. to five year olds.
i do not envy that job.
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| beauty shop is on e! maybe once every three days. and i watch it every time. maybe it's my longing for a non hospital job where you can chill, talk, and do things but really, if you make a mistake everyone will live. either way, i really love that movie.
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