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oh so the mysterious pain in my… organs?? that was so horrible last week?
I took an Advil in the evening after suffering all day trying to pinpoint what was wrong, and the pain went away and then it never came back. So… that was fucked-up. It had recurred on more than one day, and had been pretty severe, and had lasted a very very long time, and then it faded and then it just. Went away. I suppose I’m grateful but I’m also deeply unnerved. I had thought it would develop into a UTI or something– I’m very fortunate, I’m not prone to them, I haven’t had a single UTI since college and even then I never needed antibiotics, I toughed it out with a lot of water and some cranberry juice and Suffering, right? And I just. Haven’t had one since. Which is lucky as shit, and I know that. So uhhh maybe my Super Bladder was fighting one off? Clearly whatever it was, there was inflammation that the naproxen sodium took care of, and then it was just. Gone. IDK! IDK.
Then my sister came up from Maryland for the long weekend and I got entirely and fully sucked into Family Doings and then it was a chicken processing day and then I drove back to Buffalo, so.
I did add a tour of how poultry processing goes to my Instagram Story, which is in a highlight together with the tour of the facility I did two weeks ago. Glitchy as fuck page won’t load but if you look for Poultry Processing on my main instagram page it’s in there. [https://www.instagram.com/bomberqueen17/]
I came home to a gross kitchen and evidence of a very recent sort of tidying and know Dude was living in utter squalor almost the whole time, but he did actually accomplish some things (including flushing the new hot water heater, which is periodic maintenance it needs, so that’s cool that he worked that out because I never would have), but you’d think a guy who owns the plumbing would be a little more on the ball about not having active composting going on in the sink strainer baskets. It was gross. I don’t know what it’s like to be a man and able to just not care about things like that; I know it’s not biological but it’s definitely upbringing. Anyway.
I have so much laundry and stuff to do, and my life is just scattered in boxes across multiple counties, and I’ve got to get up in seven minutes and make myself somehow presentable to go to work and I really don’t know how I’m going to accomplish that, but. Hey. Every time I successfully drive across the state and don’t hydroplane to my death or whatever it’s a tiny victory.
Oh I managed to make the drive go a little faster by listening to podcasts. I tried one last time to do the Penumbra Podcast because so many people recced it to me, and I bounced off once and for all– the sound quality is what did it, the women’s voices are all miked to unlistenable shrillness, the male protagonist does have an attractive voice but then he mumbles a lot, it goes from painfully loud to mumbling incoherence in the sound mix, to the point that I literally can’t follow what’s happening sometimes, and I had blamed my headphones but my car stereo does the same thing and my car has pretty goddamned good speakers. So, subject matter notwithstanding, I cannot physically listen to that podcast. (Also, literally ten minutes of the episode were various characters repetitively and circularly berating the main character for his personality flaws, and then at the end he reacted with the same bad coping mechanisms as he’d begun the two-part episode with, and I thought, I don’t have time for this, why are they saying the same things fifteen times.) So not everything works for everybody and that one’s not gonna work for me.
But then I tried literally the only other podcast whose name I could remember, which was Alice Isn’t Dead, and got happily absorbed into that– there’s only one voice in it, the sound effects aren’t horribly painful, nobody shrieks and then mumbles, and it’s an absorbing story well-told with an intriguing premise. I can’t listen to creepy but it manages not to go over that line– it’s scary, sure, and uncanny, but it’s not like oh monsters are going to chew through your wall any moment kind of stuff. So that’s fine.
I don’t think I’m ready to start listening to talk-radio-style podcasts. I get that literally everyone does them and they’re so cool and so on and so forth but I remain skeptical. Farmsister is basically constantly listening to audiobooks and podcasts at all times, she’s got grungy headphones going up through her shirt from the leather holster she wears her phone and pruners and planting knife in just all the time as she walks around and does dishes and digs holes and whatnot, and I just can’t get into it. Partly because my phone has no headphone jack…
oh so the mysterious pain in my… organs?? that was so horrible last week?
I took an Advil in the evening after suffering all day trying to pinpoint what was wrong, and the pain went away and then it never came back. So… that was fucked-up. It had recurred on more than one day, and had been pretty severe, and had lasted a very very long time, and then it faded and then it just. Went away. I suppose I’m grateful but I’m also deeply unnerved. I had thought it would develop into a UTI or something– I’m very fortunate, I’m not prone to them, I haven’t had a single UTI since college and even then I never needed antibiotics, I toughed it out with a lot of water and some cranberry juice and Suffering, right? And I just. Haven’t had one since. Which is lucky as shit, and I know that. So uhhh maybe my Super Bladder was fighting one off? Clearly whatever it was, there was inflammation that the naproxen sodium took care of, and then it was just. Gone. IDK! IDK.
Then my sister came up from Maryland for the long weekend and I got entirely and fully sucked into Family Doings and then it was a chicken processing day and then I drove back to Buffalo, so.
I did add a tour of how poultry processing goes to my Instagram Story, which is in a highlight together with the tour of the facility I did two weeks ago. Glitchy as fuck page won’t load but if you look for Poultry Processing on my main instagram page it’s in there. [https://www.instagram.com/bomberqueen17/]
I came home to a gross kitchen and evidence of a very recent sort of tidying and know Dude was living in utter squalor almost the whole time, but he did actually accomplish some things (including flushing the new hot water heater, which is periodic maintenance it needs, so that’s cool that he worked that out because I never would have), but you’d think a guy who owns the plumbing would be a little more on the ball about not having active composting going on in the sink strainer baskets. It was gross. I don’t know what it’s like to be a man and able to just not care about things like that; I know it’s not biological but it’s definitely upbringing. Anyway.
I have so much laundry and stuff to do, and my life is just scattered in boxes across multiple counties, and I’ve got to get up in seven minutes and make myself somehow presentable to go to work and I really don’t know how I’m going to accomplish that, but. Hey. Every time I successfully drive across the state and don’t hydroplane to my death or whatever it’s a tiny victory.
Oh I managed to make the drive go a little faster by listening to podcasts. I tried one last time to do the Penumbra Podcast because so many people recced it to me, and I bounced off once and for all– the sound quality is what did it, the women’s voices are all miked to unlistenable shrillness, the male protagonist does have an attractive voice but then he mumbles a lot, it goes from painfully loud to mumbling incoherence in the sound mix, to the point that I literally can’t follow what’s happening sometimes, and I had blamed my headphones but my car stereo does the same thing and my car has pretty goddamned good speakers. So, subject matter notwithstanding, I cannot physically listen to that podcast. (Also, literally ten minutes of the episode were various characters repetitively and circularly berating the main character for his personality flaws, and then at the end he reacted with the same bad coping mechanisms as he’d begun the two-part episode with, and I thought, I don’t have time for this, why are they saying the same things fifteen times.) So not everything works for everybody and that one’s not gonna work for me.
But then I tried literally the only other podcast whose name I could remember, which was Alice Isn’t Dead, and got happily absorbed into that– there’s only one voice in it, the sound effects aren’t horribly painful, nobody shrieks and then mumbles, and it’s an absorbing story well-told with an intriguing premise. I can’t listen to creepy but it manages not to go over that line– it’s scary, sure, and uncanny, but it’s not like oh monsters are going to chew through your wall any moment kind of stuff. So that’s fine.
I don’t think I’m ready to start listening to talk-radio-style podcasts. I get that literally everyone does them and they’re so cool and so on and so forth but I remain skeptical. Farmsister is basically constantly listening to audiobooks and podcasts at all times, she’s got grungy headphones going up through her shirt from the leather holster she wears her phone and pruners and planting knife in just all the time as she walks around and does dishes and digs holes and whatnot, and I just can’t get into it. Partly because my phone has no headphone jack…
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Date: 2019-10-17 03:19 pm (UTC)I ditch a lot of podcasts for bad audio quality. And like, I get it, can't always get good microphones or whatever. But most of them, I literally can't hear the people talking unless I turn the volume way up and then I hear the speakers crackle so it's basically useless to do that.
I listen to a billion podcasts because it keeps my brain from spiraling uselessly while driving since I do it so much. And also walking my dog in the neighborhood has gotten very boring, so it's something to keep walks slightly more interesting. I find podcasts with a tighter focus to be better, like Stuff You Missed In History Class, where it's 30-40 minutes of focus on one event, person or subject for an episode. Everyone now has a podcast and many of them are "so and so and their friends talk about stuff!!!!" and I hate them. Mainly because I don't know who the fuck those people are.
lmao, no headphone jack? Is it an older phone or just weird af? I've recently got bluetooth headphones because I keep destroying the wired ones...
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Date: 2019-10-17 08:24 pm (UTC)