Monday, February 27, 2006

Cooler blogs than mine

http://www.gapingvoid.com/

I really like this blog.  Very simple, yet insightful pictures drawn on business cards.  

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Just to make sure everyone randomly stalking me by reading this and not telling me, anything published here does not necessarily reflect the views of anyone I work for, anyone I know, or even my own views.

Random non-smoking stuff

Within 20 minutes after you smoke that last cigarette, your body begins a series of changes that continue for years.

20 Minutes After Quitting
Your heart rate drops.
12 hours After Quitting
Carbon monoxide level in your blood drops to normal.
2 Weeks to 3 Months After Quitting
Your heart attack risk begins to drop.

1 to 9 Months After Quitting
Your Coughing and shortness of breath decrease.
1 Year After Quitting
Your added risk of coronary heart disease is half that of a smoker’s.
5 Years After Quitting
Your stroke risk is reduced to that of a nonsmoker’s 5-15 years after quitting.
10 Years After Quitting
Your lung cancer death rate is about half that of a smoker’s.

15 Years After Quitting
Your risk of coronary heart disease is back to that of a nonsmoker’s.

*I stole this from here: http://www.cdc.gov/tobacco/sgr/sgr_2004/posters/20mins.htm

Unhealthy

I've been very unhealthy lately.  I'm vowing to become healthier right now.  Maybe if I say this "out loud" in a semi-public forum I'll be more likely to stick with it.  First things first, I will stop using heroin and crack, and will stop kicking random people on the street.*


*Since I don't actually do any of these things, it might be a bit of an empty goal, but baby steps... baby steps...

Saturday, February 25, 2006

Manhattan Valley



AKA, my new home.

May your home always be too small to hold all your friends.



Last night was my final FAC as a resident of Madison. I drank a lot (Hello nalgene of cosmopolitan...), cried a lot, smoked a lot, and sang along to Jewel. Also, I was warned that if I pick up a chair and pump it in the air along to music (a la Pongo), I would be forced to leave.

I leave for NYC on Wednesday, and it's finally hitting me. FAC is definitely at the top of the list of things I'm going to miss, followed by CFACT, my friends, my apartment, my sofa, my tivo-moxi box, and many more things that will come to me when I am no longer having my final post-FAC as a resident of Madison hangover.

How did Barbie get pregnant when Ken has plastic underwear fused to his body?


I like how her legs would have to be removed for that baby to come out of her vagina. And even though it's *realistic*, she doesn't have any nipples.

This would be a great George Bush approach to sex ed. "If you have sex, YOU WILL get pregnant, and a child will be FORCED through THERE with much RIPPING and PAIN.

Oh yeah, and abortions and condoms aren't real... like Santa. But not like Jesus. Vote Republican! And homosexuality is wrong."

Reason #46,229 that I can never run for public office. Or work for someone who runs for public office. Or vote.

Sunday, February 19, 2006