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  • grumble...grumble...Scorpio discrimination...not fair......grumble...grumble.....
    dear panda (not panada any more)
    there was a news paper article recently here stating people in china or some where wont hire scorpios or virgos luckly i live in australia im a virgo
    i am the invisable man

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    • I'm sorry, beachrat, I was typing quickly and didn't reread before pressing post. I meant to write that I suspect my cortisol has been set too high since I was young. Something is going on and I just haven't gotten up the energy to battle my HMO for testing.
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      • Originally posted by BeckaSki View Post
        It's interesting when this goes the other way too and is equally hard to shake. I've never been anything other than overweight. I've lost several pants sizes since going primal, and I don't see it in myself. I see that my clothes don't fit, and in the way I can move, but in the mirror: same old me. I am out (at least on the way), and I can't even appreciate it.
        BeckaSki, I had to lose a LOT of weight before I could see any difference in myself. Other people saw it much more quickly than I did. I'm so glad that primal is working well for you! Happy Panda Dance for your smaller pants!
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        • Pet rescue « Gardening after five

          Had to show you this, Panda. Oh the trials of having an actual interest in things . . . This isn't even a terribly wierd topic. It doesn't appear that she mentioned that (I believe) this is one of the species that is in the habit of decapitating their mates. Now THAT would be an interesting conversation.
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          • Gay Panda is in ecstasy and misery for five reasons, which are listed below:

            1. Pumpkin crème brulee with brown butter almond cookies.
            2. Lemon chess pie with lemon cream.
            3. Cinnamon raisin bread pudding with pear and date compote.
            4. Chocolate pots de crème.
            5. The Chocolate Cake Thing with Orange Scrapings.

            For Lady Friend’s birthday dinner, she wanted to go to a scrumptious little place called Café 522. They have a delicious menu in which it is very easy to eat primal. I had a lovely steak while Lady Friend and another reveler at our table had pork tenderloin so wonderful that I may have stolen a piece while they were looking in the other direction. I almost ordered another entrée for myself just to have my own pork tenderloin, and this speaks well of the restaurant because I do not even like pork tenderloin that much. But I adore theirs.

            Since I do not want to be so rigid that I deny myself everything, I decided to just enjoy dessert. Those five desserts were split among three people and a panda, and the panda may have been reluctant to share #3 because it was so exquisite that only I could appreciate it as much as it deserved. My spoon fell into #1 and #4 on more than one occasion, and a brown butter almond cookie appeared in my hand and then I couldn’t put it back on the plate because that would spread germs. I sampled #2 and #5 but mostly used those as a distraction to others in order to reclaim #3 for myself.

            Had Gay Panda written this entry earlier, IT WOULD HAVE BEEN IN CAPS BECAUSE GAY PANDA WAS ON A SUGAR HIGH. Everything! Would! Have! Had! Exclamation! Points! and there would have been daring experiments with size, font, and color. Gay Panda could have circled the planet like Superman, and had Popeye fueled himself on #3 instead of spinach, he could have punched a hole in space-time.

            But all good things end, and my body is no longer accustomed to such sugary extravagance. I will spare you the details of my crash, but let us say that it was into a wall and at a very high speed, and I am going to spend tomorrow in bed, and the cravings that will be induced by #3 are worth it. That’s what sugar should be, not the cheap sweet smack of a candy bar, but a culinary piece of art that I will always remember. But oy, my throbbing head, ducklings.
            Last edited by Gay Panda; 12-08-2011, 11:36 PM.
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            • Originally posted by Gay Panda View Post
              GAY PANDA WAS ON A SUGAR HIGH. Everything! Would! Have! Had! Exclamation! Points! and there would have been daring experiments with size, font, and color
              reminds me of a kid spinning in a spinny chair yelling Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!

              as for your new sugar intolerance... WELCOME TO PRIMAL HELL
              beautiful
              yeah you are

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              • You are exactly right Panda. That is the way a sugar rush should be; meaningful and decadent, filling the senses and making you feel alive. The next day the guilt and shame of such lustful debauchery are tempered by the thoughts of 'oh but it was so good, and worth every moment.' Not like the tawdry disappointment that comes after flirting with a cheap cookie or mass produced 'confection'.
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                • Amen! And all the more worthwhile an experience because we all got the benefit of a most entertaining post Full! Of! Colour! And! Excitement!
                  I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.

                  Oscar Wilde

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                  • Dear Panda--

                    Did not the sharing of desserts and therefore potential sharing of minor amounts of bodily fluids (sorry for that image) kick off significant "swine flu" alarms?

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                    • Originally posted by drssgchic View Post
                      Pet rescue « Gardening after five

                      Had to show you this, Panda. Oh the trials of having an actual interest in things . . . This isn't even a terribly wierd topic. It doesn't appear that she mentioned that (I believe) this is one of the species that is in the habit of decapitating their mates. Now THAT would be an interesting conversation.
                      That was funny! I would love for this person to have dinner with Lady Friend, who will sit in a lovely restaurant talking about All Sorts of Nasty in regards to sheep and equine care. And because this person will be entertaining Lady Friend back with bugs, I can take my dinner to another table and think about other things than egg sacs and the contents of abscesses.
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                      • Originally posted by DJY View Post
                        Did not the sharing of desserts and therefore potential sharing of minor amounts of bodily fluids (sorry for that image) kick off significant "swine flu" alarms?
                        Oddly, that has rarely been a feature of my OCD. Last night I was alarmed that I might catch it from the table or the door handle, not communal desserts. Lady Friend got the door (giving me The Look as always) and I put my hands down flat on the table without thinking before jerking away faster than the germs could pounce. Communal desserts? Didn't even think about it.
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                        • Originally posted by Gay Panda View Post
                          Oddly, that has rarely been a feature of my OCD. Last night I was alarmed that I might catch it from the table or the door handle, not communal desserts. Lady Friend got the door (giving me The Look as always) and I put my hands down flat on the table without thinking before jerking away faster than the germs could pounce. Communal desserts? Didn't even think about it.
                          Oops..not having any OCD myself I don't know the rules....I hope I didn't just add to the list of triggers....sorry

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                          • Originally posted by DJY View Post
                            Oops..not having any OCD myself I don't know the rules....I hope I didn't just add to the list of triggers....sorry
                            Oh, no, you didn't add to the triggers, DJY! As a cub they were much more variable, but as an adult, they hold pretty constant.
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                            • PART ONE: Young Gay Panda never made modest New Year’s resolutions.

                              Every time December rolled around, I decided that THIS upcoming year would be the year in which I was perfect. My grades would be an unbroken stream of sharp-edged A-pluses. I’d never say anything stupid or unkind; my manners would be gracious and my thoughts free of pettiness; no more time would be whiled away in idleness. The Perpetually Sticky Panda Siblings would not be able to break me down to screaming no matter the level to which they stooped in hygienic offense, and maybe if I could be perfect enough, the Perpetually Arguing Panda Parents would stop their take-no-prisoners war.

                              I would never make another mistake in music. I would have a book published. I would skip a grade. I would master my latent magical talents at last, dammit! Oh! And I would not swear. I would not even think swear words. After all, you can only change the world by first changing yourself, and I’m sure whoever came up with that affirmation never dreamed that there was a cub out there taking it literally. If I could make myself perfect, my life would become perfect, and all would be well.

                              Of course, mere hours into January 1st, I’d thought the F word, fought with a sibling, failed AGAIN to become psychic, and played video games instead of expanding my mind with great literature. Within a week, I’d said something dumb in class, made mistakes in math and music, and the war between the Panda Parents raged on regardless of anything I did either good or bad. Despite all my failures, by the next December I was making a list of resolutions again. This year . . . well, press repeat.

                              As an adult, I whittled down my list to what I thought were more attainable goals. The most prevalent was to lose weight. I’d steel myself and step on the scale, observe the number in despair and write it down, and then let myself get swept away by the magic of January 1st. The New Year is possibility, and that number would surely reduce in reliable two-pound chunks a week with calorie restriction and exercise! So I did these things, and some weight came off but never in reliable two-pound chunks, and then the semi-starvation caught up. By the next New Year’s I was on the scale again, observing the number in despair and writing it down, and getting swept away (although with less conviction each time) by the magic of January 1st.

                              The New Year is right around the corner, and 2012 might be the first year in which I do not resolve to lose weight, but I do anyway, and without trying very hard. I will just keep on eating the way I have been for months, and hopefully my body will respond by dribbling away more of its excess poundage. A resolution is choosing to do (or not do) something, and for me there is always condemnation there, right under the surface waiting to burst through at the first sign of failure. But this isn’t a moral issue any longer.

                              PART TWO TOMORROW, as Gay Panda has happily been ignoring A: the laundry; B: the dishes; C: showering; D: vacuuming; and E: broiling chuck steak; because goofing around online listening to Last Friday Night and writing and playing video games is so much more rewarding and pleasurable than A-E.
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                              • Dear Grandpa Simpson,

                                No, we do not want to play Guess Your Medical Problem at dinner.

                                Sincerely,
                                Gay Panda
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