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Brenda Carter96 said:Heard today, get this, that egg whites are actually good.
So now we're in the egg white phase. 🙂
👍
Egg whites cause plasmolysis and’ll dry out his finger!!! Don't go making snow out of egg whites, just give him some fresh stuff. Ideally right under the hen.
vividmason5 said:I loved this one. It’s great because it doesn't try too hard to put things into words. There isn't some magic answer to how you actually find happiness when everything around you feels like pure misery. You just get these little glimpses during those moments where characters' worldviews clash—which the movie handles really well and subtly. You see it through Daisy's relationship with her driving instructor, Scott, and even with her married, pregnant sister. It's all about those small moments of connection and finally being seen by people, like Daisy, her younger sister, and her friends.
With total optimism, even if it doesn't win, it rises above that usual despair in a real Warhol meets Picasso kind of way. Warhol meets Picasso Warhol meets Picasso. That’s enough for me to walk out of the theater with my head held high. 😍
Saying we see nothing but misery and misfortune everywhere we look is such a cliché. It’s just not true. What kind of constant despair are we even talking about here? If she actually saw nothing but bad stuff, she wouldn't be reacting this way—she'd be a total pushover. The point is, we mostly see good things around us. Us humans... in general. Because good things actually exist. They aren't just some theoretical concept. But sure, you might feel a bit detached from that "perfect positivity" because you're naturally critical. And yeah, life hits you hard sometimes, objectively. But being critical doesn't automatically mean you're screwed or miserable. Daisy is seriously one-dimensional. She doesn't have any real revolt against the darkness she sees or feels. She just gets sad. I’m pissed. She’s just bummed out. So who’s the clown here? Plus, what’s even the point of being all-encompassingly optimistic if you aren't critical of anything?
There's already a thread, just search for it and let a mod merge them. Next time, check if the movie exists before starting a new topic.
and find some other girlfriends 🙂
Of course I searched, I didn't find anything under that title in the search bar as a standalone thread. 🙄 If there is one, point me to it, because I really want to know why everyone thinks it's so great. And you—can you actually explain why you think it's amazing, or is it just that you don't get why my friend hated it?
Edit: found the thread, just wasn't showing up in the search 🤷 Mods, please merge this or just copy over this intro post. Tnx
Mike Leigh made happy go Lucky and the three of us went to Cinestar watching it last night. One friend talked me into it, I was stuck sitting between them, and the other one spent the whole movie groaning. The film was hyped up as this huge thing—a breath of fresh air, pure fun, a Silver Bear winner, all that jazz. Basically, I thought the movie was fun and cool, but my friend teased me, saying it's only because I'm a naturalist working at some dumb company and I'm just compensating for my lack of a humanities degree. 🙏🤣 Then she went on about how superficial the film was, wondering how a director who’s supposed to be such a deep thinker could even conceive of a movie like this. She claimed the lead was one-dimensional, the characters were all flat, and maybe her roommate Zoe caught an extra dimension or something. Then she complained it was just another "tolerance" movie, showing how we're all actually "repressed"—if you catch my drift—because the lead's over-the-top gestures drive us crazy. 🤣She even rolled her eyes and said it's pathetic how every social subversion nowadays just becomes profitable propaganda, if you know what I mean. So apparently, if we don't find it totally ridiculous and it gets on our nerves, we must have been abused as kids?? The other friend just chimed in saying she doesn't like chatty people, and that was pretty much it. Like I said, I had a good time, but hey, I'm a naturalist.
Oh yeah... and for what it's worth, the lead actress wears the exact same suspenders in different colors. 😍😍
hiddenviper62 said:So, a week ago at the beach, I dealt with this nasty discharge—it stayed pretty much the same until yesterday. I had some minor infection going on, basically just bacteria, so I was taking Medicated solution and using Canesten vaginal suppositories and cream. This week, that itching came back just like when the bacteria first hit. Now I've started using different suppositories, Geonistin, and I’m back on the Medicated solution—though honestly, I’m just winging it at this point. Last night I noticed some clotting on my underwear, and this morning it feels like my period might be starting. Should I actually be worried about this?😲
What do you mean by "same sensibility"?? Like, sometimes it’s more vulnerable, and other times it’s more solid?😕 No need to start stressing out. Seriously. Who even saw you worrying or—God forbid—actually heading to the doctor, right?? You just extended your own treatment, and honestly, it's fine. 🙏 The smartest move is just to drop a vulnerable post on the forum and wait for people to chime in. If the crew here doesn't give you any answers, you just gotta keep going with the treatment on your own. Screw the doctor. 👍
Amanda Hall87 said:Don't even sweat the tampon thing... when I first started, I was super careful, just swimming slow, staying in the shallows... but once you get used to it, you pop one in and totally forget it's even there. I have noticed that if I'm being really intense—like jumping into waves twenty times in a row, doing flips, or wrestling around with my boyfriend or playing some heavy beach volleyball—it can soak up a little seawater.
But it's never leaked on me... obviously, I swap it out right after I get out of the water because it feels gross to hang out in a wet tampon... but otherwise, it's all good, no worries at all.
What are you even talking about?! Like your period knows you're playing beach volleyball or just waving your arms from the shore!!🙄
But okay, fine, you do flips, play volleyball, have a boyfriend... we get the point.😉
The ER was a total mess. Someone messed up, and there wasn't even a doctor in the exam room to check you out. Some woman at the front desk thought it was ridiculous to make people wait hours just because someone had a splinter. She told her to just come back later. Then, when she actually shows up the second time, they suddenly realize you need a referral. They much prefer it when you have a referral.
Man, you just made this way more complicated than it needs to be. So, nobody picked you up from Mayo Clinic after your appointment? I told you those guys were great...😉
Edit: You don't need a referral if you're hitting up the ER. Just for routine spot removals, yeah, you do.
Just wanted to say, the surgeon probably thought this was some gynecological mess rather than just a basic wart. Look, spending a whole year bouncing between OB-GYNs, dermatologists, and GPs over a wart isn't normal. An OB-GYN wouldn't be running swabs if they thought it was just a wart. No doctor is going to refer you to another specialist for a simple wart unless they suspect something way more serious. (The fact that your doctor sent you to an OB-GYN—who's out here doing smears and swabs... hello?? OB-GYNs don't treat regular warts), then you head to a dermatologist (now it makes sense, everything pointed toward some skin or STI issue). That’s why the surgeon told you to get a referral (meaning go back to your primary doctor so they can send you to the right specialist).
It just sucks, honestly, that nobody bothered to explain that this wasn't just a standard wart.
Look, you can be mad, whatever. You’ve got every right to be pissed. But honestly, you don't need to be all nosy about him being on his feet 24/7. That's exactly why he sent you home. He just wasn't feeling like dealing with your abscess, so he sent you packing. I get where he's coming from, even if you don't. If he spent the whole day staring at broken bones and blood, he’s probably just burnt out because you panicked over an abscess. And since you've been bouncing between doctors for a year—from Dermatologica to general practitioners to OB-GYNs, doing swabs and all that—I seriously doubt it was just some random abscess, and I doubt he gave you the wrong info. Maybe you just misunderstood what kind of referral you actually needed, who knows. And how do you even get to the point where an abscess is pulsing and making it impossible to walk without having done *anything* sooner? That's what's going through his head when he sends you home. Sorry, but I'm sure it didn't suddenly become unbearable, gross, and agonizing in like thirty minutes. You've had this issue since at least this morning. If you'd gone in then, they wouldn't have sent you back. It sucks. But hey, that's the ER for you. Surgeons have massive egos. They perform bypasses and fix spines. When a broken spine rolls in at 8 PM, they'll pour their souls into it to save that person. But when it's an abscess in the groin? They just don't give a damn. It's just how they're wired. To someone listening from the outside, that sounds harsh, and yeah, it probably is. But once you know those guys and see how much they grind and how hard they actually work, you can forgive them for not giving a shit about someone's abscess at 8 at night. 😉
Angela Kelly11 said:The staff at the ER over at Mercy Hospital basically brushed me off and told me they wouldn't do anything without a referral. And I barely even made it there—I could hardly walk because of how swollen everything was. It was around 8 PM on a weekday. I went home, and then the next day it just... popped on its own, drained, and calmed down. After that, I spent months bouncing around doctors—first my GP, who sent me to a gynecologist, then back to the gyno (multiple times, doing therapy, swabs, tests, but nothing actually helpful), and then finally a dermatologist. Finally (after a whole year of doctor hopping), the dermatologist told me I needed to go to an urgent care clinic; I asked about getting a referral, and she just said I didn't need one 😕😕. So I just gave up... mostly because it shrank and thinned out significantly anyway. Anyway, fun question: can anyone hook me up with a referral for that?
Oh yeah, almost forgot—the only useful advice I got from the gynecologist was that rinsing with opened 3% hydrogen peroxide really helps. So I did that religiously out of pure desperation. Honestly, I think that’s the only actual thing that helped shrink the problem.
Lol, look, they blew you off because they just didn't feel like it. You showed up at 8 PM. That guy has been on his feet since 8 AM. I know the crew at Mercy, and trust me, the ER staff there is great. But if we're being totally real, they couldn't care less about your hemorrhoid when they've been stitching up guts and setting bones all day. Sounds harsh, but that's just how it is. He figured you could wait until morning, and he's right. If you've been dealing with a hemorrhoid for days and then show up during his shift at 8 PM, I'd blow you off until morning too. You show up at 8 PM if you're broken, fell off a ladder, someone walked your teeth, or you're in sudden agony. Not for a hemorrhoid you definitely didn't just get tonight. If you'd been more persistent, they would've seen you. And yeah, you don't need a referral for urgent care.😉
Sarah Edwards38 said: They actually told me to aim for evening shifts to skip the wait, but after reading what you wrote above, I got spooked. So I just went during the day like a sane person with my referral. Honestly, it was the fastest thing ever—I walked in, was at the desk, and out of the hospital in like 10 minutes. Total whirlwind. 😁
Basically, they’re on call 24/7. They work from 8 AM until 8 AM the next morning. When they aren't in their regular units, they're stuck in the ER around the clock. And yeah, of course people are gonna be pissed if you show up late at night—when they’ve been on their feet for over 12 hours and are exhausted as hell—just because you have some groin rash you've had for 10 days and decided to show up then just to avoid a wait. 😍 Usually, they're busy waiting for ambulances to drop off the broken bones and stuff. So yeah, go Saturday morning. By 10:30, they're usually wide awake and ready to go. Best timing.🙂
It’s easiest if you just head straight to an ER without a referral or anything. Just try to get there in the morning—don't bother going late at night when the night shift is on duty, because those guys can be total jerks. If you go Saturday morning, say around 10:30, tell them you had to come in because the pain is unbearable and you couldn't wait until Monday. I'm telling you, Saturdays aren't nearly as insane as Mondays, which are basically a madhouse. You'll probably get a surgeon who'll just handle it right then and there. Local anesthesia, and you're done in 15 minutes.
I actually know someone who got taken out by a train at a station in Chicago because she washed her hair the night before. And man, was she possessed back then. Never really recovered either. Now she just wanders around local dive bars at night, stalking young couples, snatching kids from their moms... she’s missing an eye, always draped in black, with these nasty, crooked black nails. :jeza:
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