The end. June 13, 2008Posted by phledge in black bile, blood, family, fat, feminism, fun, health, medical school, phlegm, yellow bile.
This is a difficult decision for me, but I am certain it is the right one. Effective 1 August 2008 this blog will be sacrificed to the Toob Gods. I’ve discovered that I spend a great deal more time online than I would like, in general, and way more time thinking and worrying and prepping for this blog, specifically. I am definitely available by email (see “Comment Policy/Contact Me”) and would love to hear from my, erm, fans. The blogroll is a good place to start looking if you want to find something else sort of like me that contains some fun ranting and hearty thinking, but I just can’t do it anymore. It hasn’t remotely been what I expected—no fault of anyone’s—and I can’t put the energy into something that isn’t bringing me joy. Peace out, y’all.
Alright, I have to share this with you. May 7, 2008Posted by phledge in blood, family, feminism, paganism.
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Mr Phledge has been reading a lot about global warming and the unavoidable energy crisis and maybe we’re just gonna go live on a farm and buy a lot of guns type reading. We’re lying in bed last night, chatting about how in the bloody hell we can turn this Titanic around, how the NASCAR crowd and people like my dad would willingly submit to a concept that asked them to walk to work or compost, and I (not entirely in jest) said, “Revolution. It’s gotta be a full-fledged revolution, overturning the patriarchal dominance/submission paradigm because that’s what allows us to be Us versus Them. Fucking patriarchy.”
A pause from the other side of the bed, then, softly, “Yes, dear.”
Ladies and gentlemen, charity begins at home.
Why it doesn’t matter. March 5, 2008Posted by phledge in blood, fat, health, medical school, yellow bile.
Okay, so, rather than continue to go down a list straight out of Merck or Harrison’s (both excellent medicine reference texts), I’m going to comment on why I don’t give a shit whether allthediseases are caused by fat.
You can’t fix it. (more…)
Mr Phledge. March 1, 2008Posted by phledge in black bile, blood, family, fat, phlegm.
I debated posting this because I have not yet decided whether to tell Mr Phledge about this blog, but I think this is something I’d like to write about and if I do someday tell him where to find me online I will have already deleted the post.
When Mr Phledge and I met in 2003 I was quite a bit slimmer and definitely more fit. One of our first big dates was a backcountry trip to Butano State Park in California, and I had no problems hiking around like a pro. Today, I am not so fit, and I have been expanding physically since I got into school. Well, shit, you sit in a chair for eight hours a day, five days a week, not including time spent studying on one’s own, and see how fit you stay! I digress. We had a Talk about my body a few weeks ago. In particular, Mr Phledge was expressing his dismay that I was “not taking care of myself.” When I asked him to clarify what he meant–for example, have I started forgetting to brush my teeth again?–he said that he was surprised that I didn’t realize how much weight I have gained since we got married.
Sigh. I hate it when work follows me home.
Four humours explained. February 21, 2008Posted by phledge in black bile, blood, phlegm, yellow bile.
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For those unfamiliar with the terms, go here for an explanation of what the four humours are. I thought it’d be kinda cute to categorize my posts accordingly, as opposed to “happy, sad, mad, horny.”
Good ol’ Hippocrates.