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  • thanks for sharing jenn. when i'm camping and water is scarce, i rinse my hands (a little splash of water, then rub vigorously) and then finish with some hand sanitizer. maybe i should reverse the order. sanitation is on my mind right now, as the little one developed his first ever case of impetigo. he keeps touching his face and it's driving me nuts. i have something on my lip, and i can't decide if it's impetigo or just a cold sore. anyway, i'm washing my hands frequently, drying with paper towels (that's killing this hippy), applying tea tree oil like there's no tomorrow, soaking toothbrushes in hydrogen peroxide, and bleaching our dishes (also killing this hippy). with all that, i still feel really anxious about teh germs. Tea tree oil is making a big difference, the sores have shrunk considerably over night. anyway, i can relate to the OCD thing. usually i can shove my anxious tendencies into a deep dark hole, but when one of the kids get a bacterial sort of illness, i get a little overwhelmed and crazy. what i'm doing it totally rational, how i'm feeling really isn't.

    Cell phone lady sounds like a certain relative of mine. She has horrible phone manners. And she's so funny about it too. She'll answer the phone and sit down in the living room while others are watching a movie, and ask them to put the TV on mute, when she could just leave the room. Hello cordless! She'll talk on the phone in random awkward public places at a really loud volume. And here's my favorite: sometimes she'll call to chat on her drive to work, and after she has finished talking about herself, she'll cut me off from saying anything to let me know that she has to go because she's reached her destination, someone important is on the other line, or something like that. Alrighty, if you're busy please don't interrupt my time to talk about yourself! When she calls, if i tell her i've got to go because i need to solve some kid-related crisis, she'll say something like "oh, i'd better let you go then" and continues talking nonstop.
    Last edited by Saoirse; 08-23-2012, 11:28 AM.
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    • A lot of workplaces have soap dispensers that use soap with Triclosan, and they're not exactly labeled that way. I try to avoid AB soaps, and decided to stop using the soap at work. Urinals are hands-free auto-flush, so I figure vigorous water-only is enough (sorry, TMI, I know), and I actually bought an AB-free soap to use if I have to drop a deuce (again, sorry). Point is, if using only water, just rub hands thoroughly and towel off thoroughly; and don't be so sure you are avoiding Triclosan in the workplace.

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      • Triclosan is ubiquitous. I learned about its ineffectiveness around a decade ago through a memorable rant from a friend who was a nurse. She knew about it then I think because they taught her in nursing school. and yet it's still used today practically everywhere. when i absolutely have to use public restrooms, i use my foot for flushing the loo. unfortunately, there's no way out of touching knobs and such.
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        • Originally posted by Saoirse View Post
          Triclosan is ubiquitous. I learned about its ineffectiveness around a decade ago through a memorable rant from a friend who was a nurse. She knew about it then I think because they taught her in nursing school. and yet it's still used today practically everywhere. when i absolutely have to use public restrooms, i use my foot for flushing the loo. unfortunately, there's no way out of touching knobs and such.

          I use the napking or paper towel to open the door knob... and I am screwed when there are none.

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          • yes, i was thinking of the stall door. from an environmental perspective, i like the hand dryers. but personally, i hate em and will always use paper towels instead if i have a choice. if i have to open the door with my bare hands, i'll use my pinky instead of my entire hand.
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            • I make up stories about people who drive me crazy, too. (Not usually such funny ones- mine tend toward teenage angst or death of relatives.) It is my way off reminding myself to be compassionate, and not my natural meany self. "Most men lead lives of quiet desperation," and all that. I know there have been times in my life when I have wondered 'can't people just tell that I am at the end of it all? Have they no kindness in their souls?!" We're all such good actors. We can look perfectly normal, even when we are dying inside.

              Congratulations on not running her down.
              Last edited by Sabine; 08-23-2012, 12:49 PM. Reason: grammar!

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              • GP, you have another dedicated fan here! I love this journal!

                And I have to say, I'm a germ lover. I have eaten insects and dirt on purpose. I never follow the 5-second rule. And I kiss my dogs on the lips.

                I also haven't been sick that I can remember... at least not in the past 4-5 years.

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                • Gay Panda has hearing problems, as you all know. Say ringing and I hear raining, cat and I hear catch, and if you really wanted to confuse me, you'd rattle stocks slump on dashed stimulus hope, pointing to stalling global growth and I'd hear stocks slum-BOOP-boop-boop-BOOP-boop-boopity-boop global boop. My brain does not easily connect spoken words to meaning, and this situation is exacerbated by pulsatile tinnitus and hearing loss.

                  Today at a restaurant, a man said, "What you have to be careful about when sailing in the Gulf Coast is herpes!"

                  I was fascinated, having never thought to worry about herpes while sailing anywhere. And it seemed so brash to bring this up loudly at a nice restaurant. Sailing can give you herpes! Who knew? Is it in the water? The air? On the boat somewhere, like a barnacle? How do you get herpes from sailing in the Gulf Coast? What kind of herpes? Isn't there more than one? Did I dare to ask? No. It doesn't matter. I don't want to get any kind of herpes from sailing. It struck me then that I must have heard him wrong, and was rewarded seconds later when he repeated himself to someone else.

                  Hurricanes, ducklings, not herpes. Hurricanes.

                  * hangs head in shame *
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                  • Originally posted by Goldie View Post
                    GP, you have another dedicated fan here! I love this journal!

                    And I have to say, I'm a germ lover. I have eaten insects and dirt on purpose. I never follow the 5-second rule. And I kiss my dogs on the lips.
                    Hi, Goldie!!!

                    I was going to run screaming out of my own journal at that, but then I remembered how much grass I ate as a cub trying to turn into a pegasus so I could escape school. It never worked, but I certainly put a panda-shaped groove in the fence from running bodily into it.
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                    • Originally posted by JEL62
                      Gay Panda I don't really care what you eat... it doesn't really affect me at all. I respect that you are being you... whatever the cost. You own your life and more than anything that earns you the right to be respected. In fact I respect you as much as I respect Meryl Streep as the Rabbi in this video. You both are wonderful.
                      Thank you, JEL62!
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                      • GP- I had a hard of hearing joust earlier today that was funny AFTER the fact.
                        A coworker of mine is very hard of hearing, to the point that she finds it easier to read lips than try and parse the sounds. I apparently have some sort of accent that makes her ears useless and I wasn't completely facing her, making lip reading difficult. (In my defense, that's when she told me about the hearing difficulty and I tried to enunciate more clearly and face her more squarely then.)
                        I neglected to tell her that my ears aren't that great either, and she has a combination of a West Texas drawl and the deaf voice, meaning I have trouble picking out her words at ALL unless I'm facing her square on (subconscious lip reading.)
                        We had an Abbott and Costello moment in her office, I shit you not. "Who's this PO number for?"
                        "No, we don't have Hughes as a customer."
                        No, the PO number, who's it for?"
                        "Not Hughs, that number's for *gobbledygook*"
                        "Who's that?"
                        etcetera, etcetera
                        Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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                        • CRIME: Shared same space-time with some of Lady Friend's mashed potatoes.

                          DEFENSE: Noticing how I was leering at them, she pushed the plate in my direction. Gay Panda is only capable of resisting so much temptation for so long.

                          PUNISHMENT: Bloat. As always.

                          I love you, potatoes. But you loathe me.
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                          • I would say you're completely innocent here GP, I think LF could get hit up with contributing to the delinquency of a Panda though...or entrapment.
                            If I just said LOL, I lied. Do or do not. There is no try.

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                            • *hides lunchtime potatoes behind back*

                              Nothing to see here. Nothing at all.
                              “If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.” --Audre Lorde

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                              • POTATOES are EVILLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.... and they will try to kill me.
                                Must not eat potatoes. Or sweet potatoes. Or a million other things.

                                I'm with you, Panda.
                                I'm with you!
                                Except that if I eat them... instead of bloat... I will gestate a spiny crystallized spacerock in my kidney, and birth it though my urethra...
                                And Chocolate will do the same thing to me... and FML!

                                Yes... I'm going to whine about this at every available opportunity for like a month!

                                Just Say "NO" to the Po-ta-TO!
                                Last edited by cori93437; 08-24-2012, 11:59 AM.
                                “You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
                                ~Friedrich Nietzsche
                                And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.

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