Weekend Update
Sunday, December 10th, 2006 08:07 pmFriday night: After several hours of trying and failing to keep my eyes open, I went to bed at 8:30. Aside from the usual bathroom breaks, I slept until seven the next morning. Oh, it's nice to get plenty of sleep for a change!
Saturday: Relaxing day for the most part, featuring conversations with housemates, landlord, and potential housemates. There was also a bit of reading involved, both screen matter and printed matter. In the evening, I went out to admire
jarandhel's nifty new diploma 'n' plaque combo, eat
lyssabard's tasty food, and enjoy good company for a while. Lyssa tried a new jerk chicken recipe which we all agreed was well worth trying again, accompanied by savory sweet potatoes, barbecue baked beans, and pineapple. Dessert was store-bought chocolate buttercream cake with raspberries, which was as decadent as it sounds.
We were having good times talking & watching vampire-related anime when I realized that dizziness and general oogieness were setting in. Apparently all the previous night's sleep wasn't quite enough for me, as I felt a distinct need to go home earlier than planned.
tlttlotd ended up driving me all the way home instead of just to the Metro station near their place, somewhat to my surprise (and his too, I think). I was very grateful for the ride, though, since I really wasn't feeling all that well by that point. Came home, performed my evening ablutions, and collapsed in bed by 1 a.m.
Sunday: Beautiful day, temperatures in the mid-50s, blue skies dotted with friendly white clouds. I never left the house. Tired & dizzy, I've spent most of the day in bed reading, with breaks for listening to music or commiserating with a housemate's culinary disasters. Is this a new virus or is it just what happens when I go for too many days in a row without a nap?
According to results of a recent survey, Americans are generally uncomfortable with the idea of genetically modified foods, but only a quarter think they've ever actually eaten any GMOs. Note to My Fellow Amurricans: If you ever eat anything from a can, box, or jar (and I know you do), you eat genetically modified foods. How do I know this? Because most of the soybeans, cotton, and corn grown in our country is genetically modified, and our processed foods generally contain products from at least one of those three GM crops (and sometimes all three). Pretty much the only way you can avoid GMO foods here is by being scrupulous about eating only unprocessed or entirely organic foods; and if you do that, you almost certainly belong one of the more food-aware segments of the population who know they've already eaten genetically modified organisms without realizing it and are ticked off about it.
What reminded me of all this now? Supper tonight, of course. The canned tuna in water, boxed mix of angel hair pasta with herbs, and box of frozen creamed spinach all had labels warning that they contained soy ingredients, while the banana-flavored applesauce I had for dessert contained the infamous high fructose corn syrup. I can't tell from the labels if any of those foods had cottonseed oil as well, but I wouldn't be surprised.
Saturday: Relaxing day for the most part, featuring conversations with housemates, landlord, and potential housemates. There was also a bit of reading involved, both screen matter and printed matter. In the evening, I went out to admire
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We were having good times talking & watching vampire-related anime when I realized that dizziness and general oogieness were setting in. Apparently all the previous night's sleep wasn't quite enough for me, as I felt a distinct need to go home earlier than planned.
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Sunday: Beautiful day, temperatures in the mid-50s, blue skies dotted with friendly white clouds. I never left the house. Tired & dizzy, I've spent most of the day in bed reading, with breaks for listening to music or commiserating with a housemate's culinary disasters. Is this a new virus or is it just what happens when I go for too many days in a row without a nap?
According to results of a recent survey, Americans are generally uncomfortable with the idea of genetically modified foods, but only a quarter think they've ever actually eaten any GMOs. Note to My Fellow Amurricans: If you ever eat anything from a can, box, or jar (and I know you do), you eat genetically modified foods. How do I know this? Because most of the soybeans, cotton, and corn grown in our country is genetically modified, and our processed foods generally contain products from at least one of those three GM crops (and sometimes all three). Pretty much the only way you can avoid GMO foods here is by being scrupulous about eating only unprocessed or entirely organic foods; and if you do that, you almost certainly belong one of the more food-aware segments of the population who know they've already eaten genetically modified organisms without realizing it and are ticked off about it.
What reminded me of all this now? Supper tonight, of course. The canned tuna in water, boxed mix of angel hair pasta with herbs, and box of frozen creamed spinach all had labels warning that they contained soy ingredients, while the banana-flavored applesauce I had for dessert contained the infamous high fructose corn syrup. I can't tell from the labels if any of those foods had cottonseed oil as well, but I wouldn't be surprised.