![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
I'm getting my wisdom teeth out on Thursday, which is a little close to when I go back on Sunday, but I've done oral surgeries before, and so hopefully this won't be so bad. Lisa is doing hers tomorrow, apparently, so perhaps we'll both have a few days of liquid diet left together, lol . . .
Japanese class should certainly be interesting . . .
In other news, my right foot hurts like ridiculousness. I think it's from all the walking we did in Switzerland, but I've either got a deep internal bruise within the ball of my foot, or I've chipped something bone-like. It's one of those pains that strains all over my body and makes things taste bad. I've been walking with a limp.
Ha ha ha yeah . . . they'd laugh at me. They already have. Lol . . .
Today I watched a lot of weird History Channel shows (or at least had them on in the background as I talked to people online, lol . . . ): one on giants, one on Henry James, and the beginning of one on spontaneous human combustion, which was the most interesting one and I only got to see part of becausee I was on my way out to my eye doctor appointment.
I'm still kind of freaked out about it, because all I saw was the opening case study about a woman (most victims are older, overweight, alcohol-abusing women-- the fat burns, you see O.o), who was fine when her son left for a road trip that morning, but when her daughter-in-law showed up to check on her a few hours later, she found the house overly warm and full of smoke, and walked into the living room to find a pile of ashes on the couch with feet poking out of them-- the couch completely untainted and even a newspaper lying less than a foot away not even charred. (They showed pictures O.o). The son said she'd often dropped cigarettes on herself while in drunken stupors before, but those burnt the clothing on the outside more than the skin, and still didn't even burn that much of either. The fire department came and said that usually burn victims are charred on the skin and have organs intact; in this case, the organs were completely gone while some bits of skin remained. Clearly, it was something internal.
We looked it up in Tory's book about how people die (pretty fun stuff, lol . . . ). There was a guy whose leg caught on fire, first, and he told people about it and no one believed him, and then a few hours later that day they just found ashes of him. So freaky. Sure, only about 215 people have ever been reported of specifically dying from it, but I still feel all queasy thinking about it, lol. Apparently most of the people are high-stress; I'm high-stress! Lol . . . :-P
In other news, you can die from pushing too hard while pooping (at least keep your mouth and nose open), sperm allergies, or being born in a room where your mother keeps her pet python out. It will eat you.
Japanese class should certainly be interesting . . .
In other news, my right foot hurts like ridiculousness. I think it's from all the walking we did in Switzerland, but I've either got a deep internal bruise within the ball of my foot, or I've chipped something bone-like. It's one of those pains that strains all over my body and makes things taste bad. I've been walking with a limp.
 I took the "the game of love " quiz on gURL.com |
|||
 |
 |
My game is Storge Do you prefer relationships that are built out of long-term friendship? According to John Lee, you seem like a lover who prefers the Storge style of loving. Read more... What kind of game do you play? |
|
| You Should Learn French |
 C'est super! You appreciate the finer things in life... wine, art, cheese, love affairs. You are definitely a Parisian at heart. You just need your tongue to catch up... |
Ha ha ha yeah . . . they'd laugh at me. They already have. Lol . . .
Today I watched a lot of weird History Channel shows (or at least had them on in the background as I talked to people online, lol . . . ): one on giants, one on Henry James, and the beginning of one on spontaneous human combustion, which was the most interesting one and I only got to see part of becausee I was on my way out to my eye doctor appointment.
I'm still kind of freaked out about it, because all I saw was the opening case study about a woman (most victims are older, overweight, alcohol-abusing women-- the fat burns, you see O.o), who was fine when her son left for a road trip that morning, but when her daughter-in-law showed up to check on her a few hours later, she found the house overly warm and full of smoke, and walked into the living room to find a pile of ashes on the couch with feet poking out of them-- the couch completely untainted and even a newspaper lying less than a foot away not even charred. (They showed pictures O.o). The son said she'd often dropped cigarettes on herself while in drunken stupors before, but those burnt the clothing on the outside more than the skin, and still didn't even burn that much of either. The fire department came and said that usually burn victims are charred on the skin and have organs intact; in this case, the organs were completely gone while some bits of skin remained. Clearly, it was something internal.
We looked it up in Tory's book about how people die (pretty fun stuff, lol . . . ). There was a guy whose leg caught on fire, first, and he told people about it and no one believed him, and then a few hours later that day they just found ashes of him. So freaky. Sure, only about 215 people have ever been reported of specifically dying from it, but I still feel all queasy thinking about it, lol. Apparently most of the people are high-stress; I'm high-stress! Lol . . . :-P
In other news, you can die from pushing too hard while pooping (at least keep your mouth and nose open), sperm allergies, or being born in a room where your mother keeps her pet python out. It will eat you.
