…and after!
kittens waking up (x)
Who even needs cats anymore when there’s Tumblr? All of the cute, none of the hairballs.
Wow! Are you famous? I should probably Google your name or something. Why did I even write this post. Ehh, it’s not like you’re gonna read this anyway. Um… you’re hot.
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| — | me, just now, commenting on a picture of some actress/singer on Facebook whose name escapes me |
I never got into kimchi but I do really wish I had some seaweed/nori to go with my bulgogi!
It can be kind of hard to find really good kimchi… depends on where you live, I guess.
Here’s my take: Store-bought from an Asian market is ehh, average; restaurants tend to have better. But the best kind is homemade by someone who’s done it for years. If you know someone whose mom (or dad, grandparent, etc.) makes it at home, ask to try some. They’ll be happy to share.
My favorite kind is made from won bok (cabbage) and is just spicy enough so you can eat it without having to pause to cool your mouth down, and it’s aged a few days so that when eaten, a fizziness can be felt on the tongue which is very pleasurable. (Some people like fresh kimchi, which is crisper and has more cabbage flavor.) Try different kinds to see what you like.
Mongol General: Hao! Dai ye! We win again! This is good, but what is best in life?
Mongol: The open steppe, fleet horse, falcons at your wrist, and the wind in your hair.
Mongol General: Wrong! Conan, what is best in life?
Conan: To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentation of their women!
Mongol General: That is good.
Instagripe
Dear people who post a ton of screenshots on Instagram:
No. Wrong. BORING.
Please post more actual PHOTOS.
Sincerely,
Your followers
Poem of the Day
The Reason
by Stevie Smith
My life is vile
I hate it so
I’ll wait awhile
And then I’ll go.
Why wait at all?
Hope springs alive,
Good may befall
I yet may thrive.
It is because I can’t make up my mind
If God is good, impotent or unkind.
Cause & Effect
Tired. Want to sleep. Have to wake up early. I lie on my bed. Try to get comfortable. I usually fall asleep within a few minutes. Sometimes it takes longer. But it’s usually when I’m about to drift to sleep…
Then it happens.
Overpowering waves of restlessness. Can’t lie still. Have to move. I change position. But every few seconds they come again. One, after another, after another. Again and again. No pain, no real sensation, just a rapidly growing, overwhelming urge to move something.
It attacks random areas of my body. I shake my arm. Kick my leg. Scrunch my toes. Flex my back.
It never stops. I tense every muscle, then release. Doesn’t work. Frustration. I sit upright. Waves stop. I lie down again. They come back. The cycle repeats. I get out of bed.
Brain is exhausted; needs sleep.
Body is restless; can’t get comfortable.
Sleep aids are of little use. Took a double dose last night and remained awake for hours after, and all day today I had dry mouth.
It’s past 1 a.m. If last night is any indication, I’ll finally be able to fall asleep sometime around 5. I start work at 7. I’ve had on average maybe 3.5 hours of sleep a night so far this week.
I didn’t hate going to bed before. But it seems my body hates it. Now, little by little, I’m starting to hate my bed and going to it every night.
I’m going to ask for a stronger medication. This has got to stop.
