1. You have more time to pursue other interests, like drinking Diet A&W root beer on a semi-regular basis.
2. Ditto, but you ran out of Diet A&W root beer and are just enjoying a glass of water.
3. More time to listen to music. I understand that you could blog and listen to music, but you miss things. For instance, yesterday we were discoursing on Vanessa Anne Hudgens' "Don't Talk." Via YouTube, V commented, "let's keep it a secret," to which D replied, "ah, this reminds me of a certain class of adolescent relationships in which etc." Well, it occurs to me now, listening to Cassie's "Long Way 2 Go," that this is a theme relatively common in teenpop and teenpop-sympathetic works -- establishing terms in a nascent adolescent relationship -- that can vary depending on employment of sarcasm in establishing said terms. "You got a long way 2 go," sings Cassie, practically winking at her wannabeau. Here she refuses Vanessa's juvenile "test drive" phase -- an easy out -- and spells out her needs up front. Rather, she spells out the fact that she has needs (even if she's unclear as to what these are -- in this respect I'm reminded of Christina Milian's "I Can Be That Woman") and that any suitable suitor would need to acknowledge and, to the best of his ability, fulfill these needs.
It's unclear to me whether or not Hudgens taps into something "truer" in my own life experience -- certainly I've met more young women in Hudgens' position than Cassie's (indeed, her self-assurance is a markedly mature signifier, hence questionable inclusion in the teenpop bracket[?]), and therefore relate to Hudgens' song perhaps more than Cassie's. But relate isn't approve, approve isn't like, like isn't dig.
Main point being, this and other revelations would never have been possible if the pressures of blogging had impeded my thought processes.
4. More energies put toward impressions of various Sesame Street characters offering dubious words of encouragement from the covers of the children's juice boxes that I'm required to drink when my blood sugar drops to a crisis level (technically under 60, in practice closer to 70). Here are the available characters*:
(a) Elmo ("Elmo's Punch")
(b) Bert and Ernie ("Bert and Ernie Berry")
(c) Cookie Monster ("Orange Tangerine"**)
(d) Big Bird ("Apple")
*Grover's "Grover's White Grape" is an option dismissed for these purposes, as (1) its carbohydrate count is too high for diabetic consumption and (2) whenever I try to do Grover it comes out as Yoda.
**not available in the Philadelphia area (at least not where I shop).
I've worked out a few character-neutral phrases which I'm now algorithmically pairing to maximize effectiveness in a given hypoglycemic episode.
(i) "Don't die, David!"
(ii) "Gee, Bert, he doesn't look so good!" "Ah, shut up, Ernie."
(iii) "C IS FOR CORRECTION!"
(iv) "Wow, you're feeling better already! That's super!"
Through a purely random generator, I've systematically determined that the following pairs achieve the purest harmonic and humoric co-valence:
a-i
b-ii
c-iii
d-iv
(etc.)
5. I find out about new Type 1 diabetes complications, such as:
Depression
Feeling down once in a while is normal. But some people feel a sadness that just won't go away. Life seems hopeless. Feeling this way most of the day for two weeks or more is a sign of serious depression.
6. Hiatuses are an excellent way to create more time to complete important work in other fields, such as semiotic analysis, Marxist analysis, post-colonial analysis, psychoanalysis analysis, cat dialysis <--this happened to Emily's first cat :(.
7. Hiatus rhymes with _______. Haven't figured it out yet, but a hiatus would provide a perfect opportunity to further explore this uncharted wordplay enigma.
8. Ross is moving from Philly to Austin, from brotherly love to brothelry love. This observation marks an undeniable high point in his myriad intellectual achievements.
9. Hunh, hunh, hunh, hunh. CAN YOU FEEL IT?
10. YEAH!
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