GOOD AFTERNOON. I have feels about ramen.
I threw a ramen party in the dorm this weekend and made lots of ramen and slow cooked pork belly and made fish-based broth. It was awesome. There were a few people I found rather rude, since they did not tell me their friends were vegetarian until shortly before the meal (maybe they didn’t know?). I don’t think they really understood, and someone who knows better should correct me if I’m wrong, but here goes:
Ramen broth is traditionally meat-based, often pork, sometimes chicken or fish. I’d be willing to put money on the fact that if you went to a ramen restaurant, and they did not explicitly label it on the menu as vegetarian, it isn’t. (Also don’t go to Wagamama, Wagamama has shitty broth IMO.)
Okay, so long as everyone is sort of aware of that. Also, I know it’s their choice and I do respect their dietary choices, would never force them to eat meat or exclude them from any ramen parties. But it sort of made me sad that they wanted to eat at the ramen party but not eat any of the things that I consider to actually make it good ramen (probably didn’t help that I was a bit miffed about the late notice). But it worked out, I whipped up a veggie broth as best I could, they got to eat ramen, and I got a big chunk of slow-cooked pork belly. (Somewhat related: dutch ovens were a fantastic invention).
The fact that one of my big thoughts going into this career fair is “Am I pretty enough?” concerns and frustrates me dearly. Like, that shouldn’t matter, but it totally does.
Oh also that the sides of my head are shaved and the remaining bit is orange. But I’ve stopped giving a fuck about that.
Other random rant: Sometimes I just sort of forget that I have a gender, and then I’m somehow reminded and it’s either “Oh yeah, sweet” or “god fucking damnit.”
Australian scientists have developed a pair of anti-shark wetsuits that make divers appear invisible by camouflaging their bodies in the sea and trick sharks into thinking surfers are poisonous. A team of researchers from the University of Western Australia joined forces with designers from Shark Attack Mitigation Systems (SAMS) to create the suits. The blue pattern of the Elude suit can’t be seen by the shark because the fish are colour blind. While the stripes on the Diverter suit mimic the colours of poisonous fish to warn the sharks off.
YOU SEE THIS IS FANTASTIC. THIS IS WHAT WE NEED TO DO. NOT KILL SHARKS BECAUSE THEY’RE CURIOUS AND ATTACK US. WE’RE IN THEIR WATERS. WE’RE MAKING THEIR HUNTING GROUNDS SMALLER.
That is pretty awesome, in addition both designs look really awesome.
Yay! Pretty and functional!
When I was 17 my appendix ruptured because I thought I was just having period cramps and didn’t go to the hospital so don’t tell me PMS symptoms are no big deal
this actually happened to me during my math final and i didn’t think anything of it and when i was later admitted to the hospital my math prof was asking me ‘you didn’t have to take the final! why didn’t you tell me it hurt?!?!’ and i told him i’ve had cramps worse.
he gave me 100
This is actually an extremely common occurrence simply because in sex ed they don’t teach you how to tell the difference between menstrual cramps and other more serious pains. The way to tell the difference between cramps and appendicitis is that while menstrual cramps are generalized toward the middle of the stomach below the belly button, pain from a swollen or burst appendix will start in the middle of the stomach and relocate to only the lower right side, even lower than menstrual cramps, and is a very localized pain. It also comes on extremely suddenly and will worsen over time or when you make a sudden movement, like a cough or a sneeze.
Basically, if you’re feeling any sort of pain, even if it’s menstrual cramps, don’t hesitate to tell the school nurse or a parent, or if you’re out of school and home even make a doctor’s appointment. Chances are if your cramps are that bad there’s something they can do to improve that as well.
I am boosting the shit out of that reply, because I am twenty-fucking-five years old and did not know how to tell the two pains apart