June 15, 2009
Animal Collective! House! Lupus! OCD! Taco Bell! Exclamation Points!

I feel the need to write, though I’m not sure I have anything in particular to talk about. (The true sign of a captivating blog post. A perfect intro!) Let’s pretend this post is a series of short and snippy Tweets (I’m using the lingo of the day in an appropriate way in an attempt to reach out to my hip young audience. Animal Collective, Grizzly Bear) bound together for easy reading.

The TV show House provides some problems for me. Its medically suspect, at least based off of reviews I’ve read written by doctors, or at least, people with some sort of actual medical understanding. The doctors, including House, are suspect in themselves. Yes, House is a renegade who plays by his own rules and doesn’t care if anyone likes him. He would have been fired. End of discussion. At the very least, no patients would ever put up with his shit, and no one would ever work with him, and somebody probably would have killed him (Mind you, I’m only near the end of Season 2, so WHO KNOWS WHAT MIGHT HAPPEN?!) Every episode, he or his coharts nearly kill the patient at least three times. And while the show is usually rather clever, with snappy dialogue or interesting cases, it can at times be just as cheesy and manipulative as any other hour-long drama (Edit: The episode I just watched geniunely moved me emotionally, like tears and what not. So y’know, I ain’t hatin.) That being said, I’m addicted to it, and like it very much. Hugh Laurie’s awesome, and I only hope that his success in this brings more attention to his even-more-important career in British TV comedy. I’ve never watched A Bit of Fry and Laurie or Jeeves and Wooster, but he does start appearing in, I believe, the third season of Rowan Atkinson’s Black Adder series, and he’s fantastic. Netflix it. Besides, it’s important to remember that Atkinson is more than just Mr. Bean, and is certainly more than Bean: The Movie.

With this lupus that I have, I have to watch my diet pretty carefully. Since my kidneys are at risk (Basically, from what I understand, my blood is not holding the protein, and I’m “leaking” it out through my urine. Fun!) which causes all of the swelling in my legs and what not, I have to watch my sodium intake. Besides that, my cholesterol, due to either the lupus or the medicine or the kidney business, is at a superhuman level. Normal cholesterol is in the 100s, while high cholesterol is somewhere in the 200s. Mine’s in the 500s. So cholesterol needs to be maintained, as well as overall fat and saturated fat intake. This, you would imagine, takes the fun out of eating, and with the medicine increasing my appetite, I have to think a lot about what food I’m eating, especially since the sodium levels of food can be a real surprise. (A person’s daily sodium limit is about 2400 mg, and I’m supposed to keep mine around 2000. My common example in terms of how my former diet doesn’t quite fit in with my present lifestyle: A Cheesy Double Beef Burrito from Taco Bell, a delectable treat, has 1600 mg.)

A normal person might become frustrated at having to keep such a close eye on such an enjoyable pastime as eating. Not me. I have had what I strongly believe to be undiagnosed Obsessive Compulsive Disorder for most of my life. Now I know lots of people think themselves obsessive because they’re very clean, but that’s not OCD, that’s just your everyday neurosis. Mine extends far past that, and while I’m not going to go into details, for that could be not just a blog post, but a book, it has affected my life in many ways for a long time. While the ways and symptoms have changed over time, its obvious to me that they stem from the same common disorder. For the purposes of this, lets just say that I too am neurotic. Because of this, I rather enjoy doing the research and figuring out exactly what I’m eating. Its kind of like a puzzle. At first, I tried just estimating in my head, which quickly grew confusing. Then I opened a word document, writing down everything I was eating, and how much fat and sodium the food contained. The type and number of nutritional facts I was keeping track of increased to include calories and cholesterol, and pretty soon, I started a document in Microsoft Excel that keeps track of the calories, fat, calories from fat, saturated fat, trans fat, cholesterol, sodium, carbohydrates, fiber, sugar, and protein included in everything I eat (Basically the nutrition label on the side of everything. If its from a restaurant, or doesn’t provide a label, I estimate as best I can using a generic substitute found on the internet or in this handy-dandy little Pocket Guide to Low Sodium Foods book I bought.) And I enjoy this.

And really, it hasn’t been so bad. Yeah, food without salt is blander. But for the most part, I’ve been eating way healthier. I’ve given up smoking, and while I still might have a beer when I go out, the medicine causes me to get light-headed so quickly that I lose interest in having another (I’m a easy date, I guess.) So yes, lupus: bad. Some of its side effects (healthy diet, less drinking, no smoking): good. Really, the hardest part has been the Taco Bell. I haven’t had a cigarette since March 28th. (Yes, that’s after I initially got sick on the 17th. I still had half a pack. And I did smoke for four years. You think I’m just going to throw away half a pack of cigarettes? Get real. I did quit cold turkey, bitch.) Taco Bell, I think about getting every day. And I have eaten, far more often that I should. I haven’t got the previously mentioned burrito, because if I did, I basically couldn’t eat for the rest of the day. However, if I’ve been doing good that day in terms of my diet, and I can’t control the urge, the Mexican Pizza is about 1000 mg of sodium, and since I’ve always gotten it without the meat (my mother likes it this way, used to order it for me this way, and I became accustomed to it. I’ll eat it with the meat, but I won’t like it.), and losing the beef brings the Pizza down into the 700s, which is still pretty high, but manageable. If I need more (WHICH I DO,) a Taco Supreme can be mine for the price of about 350 mg of sodium. I certainly can’t eat it every day, but as it is with most things on this diet, I can eat it. If i do, however, I need to compensate by eating healthy for the rest of the day. Overall, though, I try not to push it too much.

Well, I think I’m done with writing for now. Off to watch more House. (I’m in the middle of a two-parter! I use a lot of parantheses!) Goodbye!

June 15, 2009

i have no need for this. It is far too expensive. I will definitely not buy it. So how can i make it mine? http://bit.ly/dYKYT

June 15, 2009

sometimes i wonder if i shall ever again be able to sleep for longer than four hours in a row.

June 14, 2009

frustrated with its never dropped high price, i bought left 4 dead used last week for $37. Guess how much Target has it for this week, new?

June 13, 2009

I can tweet from tumblr. But I can’t…tumble from twitter? Is it referred to as tumbling? Is it to tumbl with no e? The mind boggles.

June 13, 2009

does anybody know of a easy way to access slate’s backlog of articles without having to search for specific ones? Just like a list?

June 13, 2009
Ah yes, blogs.

Recently, I’ve found myself tumbling (yep, that’s right) further and further down the rabbit hole that is social networking and online commentary. Sometime in middle school, it begin inevitably with deadjournal. Eventually, I stopped listening to nu-metal as high school began, developed a brighter, yet still cynical outlook on life, and created a livejournal (So much more cheerful!) Myspace came around, and I did that for a while, and facebook is still going steady. I began another blog, but barely used it. In recent times, due to me being diagnosed with lupus, and spending a lot of time lying around with a laptop, I began obsessively checking my facebook and posting frequent status updates. Realizing that twitter is basically ONLY facebook updates, and can, in fact, be used to post facebook updates, I figured I’d kill two birds with another network, and began using twitter. Still am, and it’s all well and good, but I find myself to be a rather long-winded speaker. Whether that’s good or bad is up for debate, but I prefer full sentences and the ability to throw in casual asides without concern for staying in the parameters of 140 characters. I still feel like Twitter is forcing up to compress our potentially eloquent thoughts and keen observations into quick and catchy slogan and text message style thoughts small enough to potentially be featured on a t-shirt created by Threadless. So I created another blog, which has only featured one post as of yet, but tumblr seems a bit more promising. SO.

I now feature the first blog post of my old blog, copied and pasted onto this new blog. It’ll have some repeat information, I’m sure. Perhaps I’ll start using this blog more often. Perhaps not. I guess I’ll keep you up to date on Twitter. Or Facebook. Probably not Deadjournal.

So let me explain.
I created a blog a year or so ago…possibly longer.
And then as I always do (and will most likely do with this one,) I stopped writing it after about 5 or 6 entries. Which is a shame since I had a plan. I was going to go through my unnecessarily large DVD collection and painstakingly review each and every detail of each and every movie. I would listen to every commentary, look at every special feature, scan through every collection of photos that no one ever really looks at. I WOULD DO IT.
Then I didn’t. You see, I have Netflix, and the public library, and honestly, I rarely watch the things I own. I’m too busy watching things I don’t own.
As I did watch them, I would decide whether I would keep them in my collection or I would offer them up for sale on Ebay and the like.
This didn’t really happen.
And time passed. And I forgot my password. And then I remembered it. And then I didn’t want to do that anymore. For posterity’s sake, though, here it is: http://tshirtrebellion.blogspot.com/ And for even more posterity’s sake, here’s my livejournal which was started in 2004 back when I was in high school, and was most recently in in 2007: http://tshirtrebellion.livejournal.com/ You know, for the sake of posterity.
Recently, however, I finished the internet. I looked at everything. Twice. Then it was suggested I write a blog about it. A blog about my adventures on the internet. An internet-sized blog about the internet that would, naturally, have to be as large as the internet, and would, in essence, be an entire other internet on its own. Then my computer exploded.
So I decided to do such a thing. Or at least just create a blog because I have nothing better to do. And what do you know, but Ifinishedtheinternet.blogspot.com is taken!
Excuse me? How dare you take my clever name and use it in a rather humourous (that’s right, British!) manner? I came up with the finished the internet thing! That’s my thing! Well, no worries. I’ll take it one step further. I finished the internetS! That will show you, picture of the cosmos that was surely a one-time joke and will never be used again!
So I changed my domain begrudgingly to the internets, and dropped the I.
What will this blog contain? Messages longer than 140 characters. Thanks, Twitter.
So I’ll start it off with a joke. Enjoy.
I finished the internet recently. It was sort of like Stephen King’s It. Really long, took me years to finish it, sort of interesting throughout, and then really disappointing at the end. And the movie versions had Tim Curry and John Ritter in them. There were no clowns turning into spiders on the internet, but there were a lot of links turning into the music video for Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up. Hey, by the way, look at this music video for Rick Astley’s Never Gonna Give You Up.
Huh. I guess I was wrong about you, internet. You’ve got everything. Even that.
Now I finished the internets!