In search of the elusive dinner that will not f*ck with my ulcer, we went forth to eat sushi last night. I had requested that we not go somewhere where I would have to eat anything fried or spicy, which was all good, except that when we got there, I managed to eat tempura and spicy tuna rolls. I am now responsible for a complete mile of the road to Hell. I'll be getting my adopt-a-highway sign any day.
There was generalized bastardy throughout, including a stunning moment in which
triadruid and I absolutely did not attempt to fence with chopsticks, at least according to
kittenpants. After dinner, the Other Two made arrangements to book the tatami room for their rehearsal dinner, which was met with some confusion by the staff, and some resignation by me. Despite the fact that I have been in a number of weddings, I have yet to make it to either a rehearsal or a rehearsal dinner. Things just happen. Most notably, I once ran out of gas on the side of the highway at three a.m. and had to walk 12 miles in the rain to the gas station, making it so that I basically rolled up to the bride's house in time to go get hair done and run to the wedding. I'm hoping I can do a little better with this one, and not just because I owe these two a lot better than that.
Following the sushi experience, we went for frozen custard, that apparently being an imperative when you eat Japanese food. And so we came to Culver's, wherein we had a truly random encounter. We came upon Marcus, a Toby Maguire-looking kid (I know I spelled that all over wrong), who was ballroom dancing with a vacuum cleaner, and lo, being us, we did give him copious amounts of shit about it, and giggled. He proceded to hang out by our table for the duration of our custard consumption, giving us ample time to discuss barbarian battling, blowing shit up, sex, paganism, nudity, his porn collection, Fight Club, the military, choosing religion based on food, and a number of other things one doesn't discuss in polite society. I now have the distinction of having been asked by a sixteen-year-old, "What is it with you and the monkeys?" It was not entirely unlike the famed Jesus Possum Pothead encounter, except that it went on a good deal longer.
We then went home to screw around online and take the purity test (apparently). This led to a fair amount of discussion about various past experiences, which (somehow) led to the Best Line of the Evening - "You wouldn't hurt a man on his knees with his hands tied behind his back, would you?" *sigh* Fine sort of evening, overall.
There was generalized bastardy throughout, including a stunning moment in which
Following the sushi experience, we went for frozen custard, that apparently being an imperative when you eat Japanese food. And so we came to Culver's, wherein we had a truly random encounter. We came upon Marcus, a Toby Maguire-looking kid (I know I spelled that all over wrong), who was ballroom dancing with a vacuum cleaner, and lo, being us, we did give him copious amounts of shit about it, and giggled. He proceded to hang out by our table for the duration of our custard consumption, giving us ample time to discuss barbarian battling, blowing shit up, sex, paganism, nudity, his porn collection, Fight Club, the military, choosing religion based on food, and a number of other things one doesn't discuss in polite society. I now have the distinction of having been asked by a sixteen-year-old, "What is it with you and the monkeys?" It was not entirely unlike the famed Jesus Possum Pothead encounter, except that it went on a good deal longer.
We then went home to screw around online and take the purity test (apparently). This led to a fair amount of discussion about various past experiences, which (somehow) led to the Best Line of the Evening - "You wouldn't hurt a man on his knees with his hands tied behind his back, would you?" *sigh* Fine sort of evening, overall.
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Date: 2004-07-27 07:24 am (UTC)btw would you hit a man in his knees bound and wearing glasses ?
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Date: 2004-07-27 07:25 am (UTC)D.
antibiotics
Date: 2004-07-27 08:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-27 08:13 am (UTC)Re: antibiotics
Date: 2004-07-27 08:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-27 08:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-27 08:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-27 08:25 am (UTC)Addendum
Date: 2004-07-27 09:54 am (UTC)wisdomexperience cutting themselves doing stupid things with the wrong tool.There was also some other form of generalized bastardy at Culver's, but it has escaped my memory...
I'm voting for stubborn
Date: 2004-07-27 09:59 am (UTC)It has now been proven that the majority of ulcers are caused by the bacteria H. pylori. A simple run of antibiotics could relieve a lot of your problems. And one run of antibiotics won't cause antibiotic resistance if you take them as instructed.
We can institute the medication calling support group, if necessary.
Re: Addendum
Date: 2004-07-27 10:52 am (UTC)abusing inanimate objects
Date: 2004-07-27 11:35 am (UTC)Re: abusing inanimate objects
Date: 2004-07-27 11:37 am (UTC)Re: I'm voting for stubborn
Date: 2004-07-27 01:33 pm (UTC)Re: I'm voting for stubborn
Date: 2004-07-27 01:36 pm (UTC)Quite aside from which, I am not very good at using medication properly, so I think I'm in both problem camps at once.
we're stubborn too
Date: 2004-07-27 01:58 pm (UTC)Disclaimer: You are welcome to try the other methods we discussed last night first, before drastic measures will be taken on your behalf. Love you.
Re: we're stubborn too
Date: 2004-07-27 02:02 pm (UTC)Re: we're stubborn too
Date: 2004-07-27 02:14 pm (UTC)irrational moment
Date: 2004-07-27 03:40 pm (UTC)My grandmother (dad's mom) died of a bleeding ulcer, for which she had refused medical treatment. I am irrationally concerned that you take care of this. You got new tires for your car when the tread was worn down. Show some similar mercy for the body that's driving you through life, woman. There are no points for stoicism here.
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Date: 2004-07-29 06:38 am (UTC)When you get a chance, some money and hopefully some insurance, in this instance you should take the pharmacutical approach because it will be gone, just gone, with no more pain.
And just so you know, I'm someone who won't take an antibiotic myself unless I'm dying as well, as I have wretched yeast infections. If I had an ulcer, however, you can bet your ass that I would treat it in that manner, if for no other reason to stop the suffering.
D.