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Silver haz to have surgery :(

I have a lump that my doctors want removing ... I wouldn't mind, since it's been giving ... let's say ... 'bother', but it's on my face. And since it has to be surgically removed, I'm going to have a scar on my face. SILVER IS NOT HAPPEH.

Still ... at least my headaches might stop!

Now, all I need is a cure for asthma ....
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Drawing by [livejournal.com profile] kinky_chichi




Before you flip open that tub of Ben and Jerry’s, be aware that ice cream really can control your brain and say “eat me.”

A U.S. study by UT Southwestern Medical Center at Dallas has found that fat from certain foods such ice cream and burgers heads to the brain.

Once there, the fat molecules trigger the brain to send messages to the body’s cells, warning them to ignore the appetite-suppressing signals from leptin and insulin, hormones involved in weight regulation — for up to three days.

“Normally, our body is primed to say when we’ve had enough, but that doesn’t always happen when we’re eating something good,” said researcher Deborah Clegg in a statement.

“What we’ve shown in this study is that someone’s entire brain chemistry can change in a very short period of time. Our findings suggest that when you eat something high in fat, your brain gets “hit” with the fatty acids, and you become resistant to insulin and leptin.

“Since you’re not being told by the brain to stop eating, you overeat.”



From MSNBC
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This was semi-inspired by [livejournal.com profile] griza who generally does this kind of thing, and also a conversation with [livejournal.com profile] naddypants where we were indulging in the pure and utter joy that is the pairing of Rhys/Andy [or Rhandy]. Anyways, I randomly just went "Andyyy ... all a lone in the moonlight ..." and then decided to rewrite the entire Lloyd-Webber classic to befit the Rhandy. It's Rhandy singing - and with his lovely lil Welsh accent.





Midnight, not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her Ianto? She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
and the wind, begins to moan.

Andy, all alone in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days, when Rhys didn’t have Gwen
I remember, the time he knew what happiness was
Let my Rhys-kins live again

Every street lamp seems to beat, a fatalistic warning
Gwen is coming, the plot is running, and soon fan favourites will be dying.

Daylight, I must wait for the sunrise
Gwen will be at work, and Rhys will let me in
When the dawn comes, Rhys and I shall deffo come too
And a new slash!fic will begin

Burnt out ends of straightened hair, the stale cold smell of morning.
A red shirt dies, another character lost – and still Gwen is okay.

Touch me, it’s so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory, of my days with my Rhys
If you touch me, you’ll understand what a beloved character is.


Oh Look ... but Gwenwood ... has begun.





When I get my mic set up, I'll sing it all for you.


Update of silver service later tonight - I'll catch up with IM later on.
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*sigh* ... I really can dream


this was by someone called Theban - can't remember where from, but that's the creator's name *shrugs*

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