I ate a 1000-Year-Old Egg this evening, as a peace offering of sorts. It was difficult, to say the least. I can eat just about anything, honestly... but this was pushing my gastronomic boundaries well beyond comfort. For the first time in a long time the food I ate gagged me and made me want to vomit... and following that, what normally would have been a delicious homemade pizza with fresh wild mushrooms and fancy cheese just reminded me more of the taste and consistency. My stomach still isn't very happy about it, though I'm pretty sure it's just psychosomatic. Going to try hard to sleep and hope the feeling is gone by tomorrow.
Oh rollerblading Jesus....you actually ATE one of those? I can't imagine what sort of conflict could lead to that being the "peace offering". Next, you'll tell me you washed it down with a durian milkshake.
@AoD: Yeah, sinus problems can do that. I lost about 10% of my hearing range *permanently* when I had a bad sinus infection and then had to fly back from the Czech Republic with it. My ears never repressurized when we landed in NYC, and I was stumbling around the airport clutching my skull like one of the poor sap in
Scanners. Took antibiotics and a couple of days wait before they finally popped.
As for myself, I'm sad because I had my first personal correspondence from Toady. And it wasn't to tell me what a hoopy frood I am.
Can't say it was unwarranted though. I need to amplify my relaxed state vis-a-vis certain individuals.