Watched Fury road for the billionth time last night. God it's good. Doesn't set out to be anything it shouldn't be; delivers what you want. Not too much dwelling on the past, no shoehorned romances. Just fast and fun.
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To anyone out there with the 'i can eat whatever I want without getting fat' idea, yeah it's not quite like that. Cholesterol and visceral fat are killers. So yeah, eat as much as you like but the healthy food factor applies to us all.
It has to be augmented with other sources, yes, but then I already frequent the local markets, fish mongers, Asian grocery etc for specific 'non basic' stuff. But more often than not, the convenience of Woolies having (almost) everything in the one place wins out.
How this would translate to business applications - audit trails, documenting decisions etc - that's where I can't see a way out of email.
That's not how you get pneumonia, but he may have weakened his immune system through exposure to make him more susceptible to viruses.
Yeah I had assumed a smaller gap too. Or is that part of the collusion too - the appearance of competition and consumer choice?
I really need to shop at ALDI more.
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Do yourself a favour, if you haven't already, watch the episode of Extras with him playing 'himself'.
It's not the same thing but the comparative lameness of it is kinda the point. I have a home office, carpeted. I bought a desk that can be used to stand because I sit way too much and it gives me back problems.
My feet started to really hurt because I was standing so much. In comfortable shoes (corrective ones that I need), on carpet.
I bought a 'fatigue mat' and now I stand all day without noticing any pain. Just about an inch of rubbery foam stuff has made a huge difference.
So I can imagine that someone working far longer shifts than I do, on likely cement floors would massively benefit from matting.
I lie down in my backyard. In Australia. There are ants of all kinds. The occasional little spider goes past. Midges and butterflies and dragonflies and bees. The birds have gotten used to me so they walk within feet of me too.
They go about their business and I, mine. No harm has come to me. It's nice to be part of their world sometimes.
I'm waiting for invisible. I'm almost 40. I just want to do things without anyone noticing me, let alone staring, yelling, hitting on me etc. I just want to be an anonymous entity moving through the world, not a woman-that-men-want-to-fuck.
I've been that since I was 12.
It's both sweet and bland somehow. Pointless.