Finn and Rey's Cat Cantina and Pizza Parlor (The Fanfic Social Thread)

Good morning!

They probably could! Although Greek has the same principle as German of stitching words together to form a new one. And since Greek is an older language, I'll go out on a limb and say we invented it, but then they ran away with the idea and now they're doing it better than us (like pretty much everything else, really )

It's not strictly-strictly vegan, because some types of seafood are allowed (octopus, shrimps, calamari) but you wouldn't call it pescatarian because fish is not allowed, together with all other animal products. On the other hand, because seafood is on the expensive side, people who fast usually eat seafood only on Clean Monday and then it's all about pulses and vegetable stews.

We also have something about some days without vegetable fat, but I don't know the details because I never met anyone crazy or religious enough to do it. As far as I know, only Old Calendarists follow this rule here.

Actually, despite all my bluster about souvlaki and kebab, "Lent food" is pretty much what I eat all year round. Pulses and vegetable stews are on the menu at least five days a week in our house. On the other hand, I'm sure I'm getting some animal products every day through snacks and other bits and pieces (e.g. eggs or butter in crackers, etc.)

I haven't been to Serbia in ages, but I do remember that Serbian food was much heavier on the cholesterol than Greek food. I don't think I ever had a meal without meat in Serbia.

mavjade That sucks Is it just this particular doctor that's giving you a hard time, or is that a more general attitude in your hospital?

FWIW, I think that a good way to deal with the situation you faced without getting into a full-blown argument is to demand gently but firmly to step aside when the doctor starts doing what you're supposed to be doing. It doesn't have to be "since you're doing my job I'm going to get out" but just "if you're going to be doing this, I should give you some space". (To me this is a litmus test to see if the person is a true moron -- if he doesn't get it, he is )

Briannakin A paper about economic development in Nepal? Yeah, I can understand that you'd want to do something else!

jcgoble3 Healing thoughts coming your way!

 

I think I've got everyone beat on pet names. My cat, fondly known as Baby or Brat, was actually named

*takes deep breath*

Little Baby Kitty Cat Who We're Not Going To Name Because We're Not Going To Keep Her And It's Been 19 Years Now.

 

…Ah. You've had that condition, huh? Yes, it's hard to get rid of it *cough*them*cough*.

 

Mom handed her to me one Saturday morning in June 1993 and told me to "keep an eye on this". Then she said not to get attached to this long-haired tortie kitten, and definitely not to name her. HA.

 

guessing she got attached herself...

so, pet names. nothing as interesting as dantana's name, but i had a black lab named go go, because he liked to go. a cat named trophy. a cat named scats. and my current cat named aurora. i'll let you figure out which one was when i was older. >_>

 

My mom had a cat named Phydeaux.

 

Oh, cat names. We may have up to a dozen cats in the garden at any given time and we try to name them although it can be difficult to keep track. We've had Roman emperors, Ottoman sultans, mythological characters, folk tale figures, and at one point when a gang of ugly males was trying to take over our garden (kicking out our nice kitties in the process) we named them Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld and Colin Powell and the garden became Iraq.

 

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Will respond to everybody l8er, I am so frustrated right now and I have to get this off my chest.

So, I have experienced my own fic 'verse, in real life.

Basically, the person on the phone had told me my doc worked in the afternoon shift...and she was wrong. On top of it, the doctor from the other shift on the fifth floor took two weeks off, so I got there an there was a cleaning lady at the nurse's post, reading a women's mag with her toilet cleaning gloves on.

I went down where the other 5-6 GPs are, on the third floor and there were a bunch of pensionnaires, waiting, nobody at the information desk. And then...come a couple of very Sacorrian moments.

1. I ask a woman standing somewhere nearby where the information desk nurse is and she responds with: "She will be there once she's there." and grins.

2. One TV was showing some random film, the other...THE YEARLY CONVENTION OF THE SERBIAN PROGRESSIVE PARTY, "THOUSANDS" PRAISING ALEKSANDAR VUČIĆ (current PM) AS THE PRESIDENTIAL CANDIDATE.

The information desk nurse comes around, I'm about to ask her why the heck is that on TV, and then an old man yells from behind me, saying CAN YOU TURN THE OTHER TV OFF AND TURN THE VOLUME ALL THE WAY UP ON THIS ONE.

The nurse addresses me as "mitzi", disregarding the possibility of my being older than 14-15, let alone in my thirties.

And I say: "My doctor, SL, switched shifts and I only have fluoxetine for tomorrow. I need fluoxetine for Sunday and Monday, can anybody give me a quick prescription?"

A couple of pensos turn around when I say "fluoxetine". I don't take the notice of that.

The nurse accepts a phone call, which is - curiously - related to Dr. L as well - an talks to me and the person on the phone at the same time, not making anything clear. Once done, she says: "Mitzi, I'm sorry, but our computer is down and nobody can help you. Go see your doctor on Monday afternoon."

I say: "I am still in the early weeks of therapy, if I miss two pills, it will be less effective and I need fluoxetine to feel better and go on with my life. Plus, I have symptoms of stomach flu, I want to make sure that it's not appendicitis, since some symptoms overlap."

"Mitzi, I'm sorry, then you should come see the doctor doing the Saturday shift in the morning, she will help you with your fl...fl...and those symptoms."

The old man: "Please, turn up the volume, turn off the other TV. Vučić!"

Me: "Okay, I will come again in the morning. But there's something I have to tell you - and these people waiting - before that."

Nurse: "What is it, Mitzi?"

Me: "A clinic should not be playing political propaganda at full volume, at any given time. And all of you sitting here - you have ruined our youth's lives with your votes and your cult of personality obsession multiple times. Political leaders are not to be adored, this is not Tito's Yugoslavia and you're all wrong. You should be ashamed, if nothing else, for the sake of us younger people!"

The nurse and most of the people just say there. I raise my arms like MLK and leave. The woman who gave me a rude response when I first arrived utters: "Narc!" between her teeth, behind my back.

I guess dark circles around my eyes, the word "fluoxetine" and a leather coat make me a junkie. And I still have the stomach pain.

 

Sort of like Mardi Gras, then? The last day to indulge before the Lenten fast begins?

I think at a certain point I would have said "Who are you talking to? Who exactly is Mitzi?"

The stomach pain is a bad thing. If they'd given you your med, you'd be in a better mood. Was there no supervisor to appeal to?

I had an unpleasant experience today, working from home. Was on my computer, went to the website of a well-known magazine to check something. Up popped one of those "YOU ARE INFECTED WITH A VIRUS!" warnings, which I usually ignore, since I know my virus software is up-to-date, BUT...this one then had another pop-up window with porn images of naked people! So then I had to get out of everything as fast as I could, run a full scan of my virus software, shut down the computer, turn it back on, re-run the virus software, clear out all my cookies & history...ugh, ugh, ugh! Whoever writes those programs deserves a special place in hell. I'm all freaked out and nervous about using the computer, now!!! BURN IN HELL, CREEPY POP-UP HACKER WANNABES!!!

 

Thankfully, I was feeling much better today, and it was a slow day today, so I got through my shift just fine. I also got my schedule for next week, and I don't have to go back in until next Thursday. So hopefully that should be enough time to allow this illness to go away completely.

That said, by the time I got off work this evening, it had been about 72 hours since I had eaten a proper meal (because I just flat-out didn't feel like eating the past couple of days, for obvious reasons), so I went out to eat. KFC (fried chicken) was probably not the smartest choice on a completely empty and not entirely healthy stomach. I took one bite of my chicken tenders and had to sit for five minutes praying I didn't vomit it back up, because it felt like that's what was going to happen. Fortunately, it didn't come back up, and my stomach eventually settled down. The mashed potatoes and gravy went down fine, but when I returned to the chicken, I continued to have problems with feeling like my stomach wanted to reject it. I think it was too greasy for the condition my stomach is currently in (or maybe it was the dipping sauce I was using, I dunno). I gave up after eating one tender, leaving two uneaten. So I had one chicken tender, a large (8 oz) container of mashed potatoes and gravy, and a biscuit (and I brought the cookie home for a bedtime snack). At least I'm not feeling like I'm starving anymore.

Ewok Poet, I hope you feel better soon. Also, when you do start to feel better, pick something easier on the stomach than greasy fried chicken, okay?

 

Greasy fried chicken is delicious, but a challenge even to a healthy stomach! Rice. Broiled chicken with no skin. Soup is good. Taters are good, too.

 

jcgoble3 - Feeling any better?

I did not go for the fried chicken (at some points, it feels like I get reflux from plain cold water, which is ODD), it's mostly been bananas, rice, instant soups and neutral-ish meats grilled without additional fat; but there has not been sign of improvement and a family friend, a doctor, suggested that this might be related to the same chronic condition that causes me insulin resistance. So...I am seeing the appropriate doctor later today and I guess she'll order for some blood tests to get done. Hopefully not another GTT.

To those who had GTT when pregnant: SHUT UP, IT TAKES FIVE HOURS FOR THE REST OF US AND WE FAST FOR SIXTEEN HOURS.

Since you're male, yours is most likely still a stomach bug and I hope it's gone by now!

Chyntuck - I...kind of love the idea where those things are "not animal products". Because I prefer them to all meats and all fish and if the price (and varying quality in landlocked areas) wasn't an issue, I'd go for it. O_O

As far as our meals go, our cuisine, the real 100% true genuine native one IS meat. Roasts on a skewer (preferably the whole animal roasted outdoors!), pork rinds, lard, and various cornmeal-based things. The rest was picked from the Ottomans and the Austrohungarians and I am not sure how genuine it could be.

Pulses and stews are a cool thing for those with no food intolerance of any kind. But yes, I'd say we're more likely to have "meat and potatoes" type of meals with a generous salad on the side than that, on the average.

 

Ewok Poet: I'm feeling much better. I still have an occasional cough, but otherwise I am fully functional. I had no issues keeping a sandwich at Panera Bread down yesterday afternoon. I haven't eaten today, but that's largely because I just climbed out of bed around an hour ago (understand that it is currently 6:49pm here; I had to catch up on all of the sleep that I missed while I was sick ). I'll wait a few days before trying KFC again, anyway.

Oh, and I ordered my new mattress and boxspring yesterday. It will be delivered on Wednesday. I guess that means I need to clean my room before Wednesday?

 

Ugh... I just finished writing a ten page paper comparing the US health care system with France's system and now my brain is done. It was so hard not to just write, "the US sucks and according to the World Health Organization, France has the best system (US is 37), so we should be more like them. End of story."

Unfortunately, it's more of a general attitude. They have have a 'culture' that they think is great and it's really not. It's a culture of nursing being mean to their new nurses, doctors who think they are God, and very little respect for anyone else.

EP - I hope things go well at the doctor and you feel better soon!

jcgoble- I'm glad you are feeling better! And yay for the new mattress!

 

mavjade - Thank you. <3 I am counting the hours, literally, because I'm sick of this. Not to mention that I'm sick of playing Cornholio and going all I NEED MY ROLLIO, hoping mom will hear me in the other room.

So, a male dove just randomly made love to my window pane and Agi cheered for him. He went all AGI AGI AGI AGI AGI AGI. I assume that means GO, BRO in the context of the birds' dudebro lingo.

And I'm like FEBRUARY IS FOR CATS TO MATE, GO AWAY.

 

Ewok Poet: Alas, poor doves. Not really the smartest birdies! Mourning doves will literally leave their eggs sitting on fence posts because they just can't be bothered to figure out the whole nest building thing. Can't say I'm surprised to hear of some European relative of the sillybirds trying to get amorous with its reflection.

 

The thing is, there is no reflection, the closest thing to a bird was Agi on the other side of the window. Maybe this booie is gay for him. How do I tell him that Agi is in love with a poster on the wall? HOW???

 

I still say pigeons are the stupidest birds. I almost ran over a ton of them in London. Then again, I'm not a huge fan of any type of bird. SORRY! My mother is actually scared of birds for some reason and all my encounters with both domestic and wild have been less than pleasant.

A chicken once attacked me. I'll leave my distaste for fowl and other birds at that.

Anyways. I wrote 1500 words today on my stupid paper AND I'M STILL NOT FINISHED. But now my wrists hurt, I just want to write some fanfic, but the pain is actually getting distracting now.

 

Nah, cockatiels are pretty stupid - despite being parrots.

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We have some huge pigeons that come every morning and expect to be fed on the smaller balcony. If the bowl is empty, they will come and mate on the big balcony. O_O

I seem to be a medium for avian pornography. I...I don't even know.

 

Seagulls. Dumber than a box of rocks.

 

Not fond of pigeons, although it's funny to watch them in mating season. The males are all "Yo, baby!" and the females are all "Whatever, dude, I'm trying to EAT here!" and she walks away. Still, if the city was ever under siege, they're probably the more palatable food source to most other alternatives...

Weather is so gorgeous; I have the window open. Cat keeps pushing his head up against the screen; I'm afraid he'll fall out. And at the back of mind, I just KNOW that we'll get a massive blizzard with 4 feet of snow in a few weeks, when we are getting complacent...

 

I hate midterms almost as much as finals! Ack! Not a fun week and it just started.

 

Yes. One of those stupid things pooped on me at Cedar Point once. I was walking down the midway and this seagull flies up behind me, buzzes my head close enough to make me instinctively duck, poops on my shoulder mid-flight, and takes off into the sky without a care in the world. Fortunately, it had just stopped raining, so I was wearing one of the overpriced disposable ponchos that they sell in the shops during rainy weather, so it didn't get on my clothes. I just peeled off the poncho and threw it away.

Also, speaking of seagulls and Cedar Point, check this out (though probably not right before dinner):



This was from GateKeeper's opening year in 2013. Cedar Point sits on a peninsula in Lake Erie, about a mile off the mainland, so it gets a lot of seagulls. GateKeeper itself sits right on the edge of said peninsula right next to the beach, so this was probably inevitable at some point.

 

I like all the birds. Maybe too much, since an emu at the zoo bit me once.

Anyway...I went to the doctor, the specialist. She gave me papers for this one hospital she considers fit for further evaluation. But the reason she did not want to check me up was extremely unacceptable. And she pointed out something in the lines of people with anxiety having specific histories and more or less making up diseases. I just can't believe this clinic sometimes. The actual things she said were in the range of discrimination and I am so irritated that I messaged the Commissioner for Protection of Equality and I'll be going to see her as soon as she gets back to me.