Hello again dear reader(s). Remember that garlic thing I mentioned? I have no idea if it worked or not but I feel awful today. I woke up this morning with a swollen uvula, it actually felt like a grape was stuck in my throat. (For why this is so interesting to me check out the etymology of the word uvula... and for added entertainment try saying that word out loud a couple times.) I went to the doctor and I have a catch-22 type of thing with a sinus infection. I need to loosen up everything in my head but if I do that it will drain down my throat and my tonsils might swell up enough to cut off air flow (so... not good). So I'm supposed to take allergy medication to alleviate the throat problems, simple right? Wrong. If I take the allergy medication for too long my sinuses will stop up and the infection will get way worse. So I have to hope that I can balance all of this in such a way that I can still breathe around my tonsils without making my infection worse. Blech.

     I will also not be trying the garlic remedy again for this infection. At first I thought a little bad breath would be nothing as long as I could feel better faster. Now I have realized that bad breath isn't the half of it. The burn of eating raw garlic has turned me off to that spice for awhile, add that to the upset stomach and I will never eat that amount of garlic in one sitting again. Apparently I landed on the lucky side of people with weak stomachs. I only had slight pain, some people can't keep the fiery bulbs down. This isn't to say that garlic is bad for you, only, eat with caution. It is very good for your stomach if it actually stays in it but otherwise it can make you feel much worse.

     I'm trying to end this post on a high note so I'll leave you with a haiku I wrote during a metaphysics class.

Why do we exist?

A philosopher responds

*Insert jargon here*

Ta da.

The first post of epicness

     Hello to all who've stumbled across this blog (probably friends on facebook who clicked on the link I posted). This blog exists because: a) I am away from most people that may want updates about my life b) I need a place to rant about the funny bits of philosophy and c) I couldn't think of what else to do with the joke pictures I kept drawing during class (prepare to be underwhelmed).
     The blog is called "Broken thread" because non-sequitur was already taken and I wanted a name that would express the way I would put forth my thoughts here. Speaking of...
     Right now I am fighting a cold. 'How?' you may ask. Well, dear reader (because there's probably only one of you at this point... or I'm talking to myself again. Ahem-) I am fighting my cold with garlic. That's right, garlic. Several years back an actual medical professional told me she swore by garlic and butter sandwiches to help her family through colds, it would cut their sick time by more than half and they didn't re-infect one another. Right now I am too busy to be sick for a long period of time but I'm out of butter. I ended up sauteing some onions and kalamata olives with herbs in my handy cast iron skillet, then I put that and some chopped raw garlic on focaccia bread (which I baked). This sounded wonderful to me, but I was used to cooked garlic. Let me enlighten you about how raw garlic feels in one's mouth. It burns. I still have a quarter of the garlic left and I will probably have bad breath for a very long time. Raw garlic has been included in studies on capsaicin, I now understand why. I have never tasted anything so spicy, ever. I actually cried. It is a kind of pain that I want to run away from. It's the kind of pain that screams 'stop doing this to your body you idiot.' Hopefully this will help my cold though.
      To end this otherwise depressing post on a high note - I knit in class and I use a ball of yarn. Today this ball decided to run away from me in the middle of class. At first I thought 'how far could it really have gone?' and tried to subtly look under the table. The thin string trailed off into oblivion. I had to wait another hour and a half until the end of class to see just how far the carnage had spread. The ball of yarn had traversed the entire room. It had rolled right in front of my classmates feet and definitely in full view of the professor. Oh well. No one seemed to mind.
     All in all it's been a very different day.