I am drinking a wonderful tea made up of a mix of sweetfern, red clover, raspberry, burdock root, echinacea, yellow dock and dandelion, all picked growing wild on a small homestead in northeastern Ontario (about half way between Petawawa and Ottawa). I'm a bit under the weather — Leeta is a purebread with a very weak immune system and she tends to catch things that no healthy creature should ever get. They then incubate in her, and far stronger and populous microbes are released.
Anyway, as such in a few minutes I will start chopping vegetables for a big hearty pot of chili. I've now lost about 60 pounds in all — down from fat bastard to kind of chubby (part of the reason I switched to a primarily vegan diet was because it got me out of some of my high calorie habits), but I'm thinking that to keep myself from getting sick I should make sure to eat as well as possible right now. I think that the other factor that makes me a bit sick is air conditioning; because it dries the air, because it makes my body constantly go into shock from coming in and out of it, and I suspect because it facilitates an environment that distills disease.
That said, I'm not complaining — I'm really quite healthy overall, just feel “on the verge”. However, I can't wait to get out of this festering city… Every day I worry that I'm going to get the plague or probably worse, and it's not like you can just stay inside to avoid it — houses are just giant dust traps for pestilence.
Boy, this entry is scatterbrained jibberjabber.
I found out recently that my parents lied to me my whole life about my IQ… The weird thing is that they told me my IQ was 20 points lower than it actually is. Seems like an odd thing to do. Now, the numbers they gave me were still off the chart so it's not like I felt bad about them, but given that I grew up around a number of other very high brainpower individuals (some are even on IAM!), it just struck me as very weird.
Well, enough of that, I've got chili to make and DVDs to edit. As a parting link, here's another: Dangerous high: B.C. residents hospitalized after eating poison houseplant. First of call, Come on! You're in BC! Pot capitol of the world! Second of all, this is quite surprisingly common — when I was younger, some friends, quite drunk after a party (actually, one of them was I think Corey who I told a story about a day or two ago) decided to pick weeds from the side of the road, roll them up in newspaper and smoke them… Too bad they smoked poison ivy.
One of them was hospitalized, the others just got ill.
PS. Speaking of poor judgment!
