I drink to live

30 Aug

One of the most contentious issues in the vast literature about alcohol consumption has been the consistent finding that those who don’t drink actually tend to die sooner than those who do. The standard Alcoholics Anonymous explanation for this finding is that many of those who show up as abstainers in such research are actually former hard-core drunks who had already incurred health problems associated with drinking.
But a new paper in the journal Alcoholism: Clinical and Experimental Research suggests that — for reasons that aren’t entirely clear — abstaining from alcohol does actually tend to increase one’s risk of dying even when you exclude former drinkers. The most shocking part? Abstainers’ mortality rates are higher than those of heavy drinkers.

Read more: http://www.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,2014332,00.html#ixzz0y71baGXr

Good thing! Although I’m sure my liver might have a little something else to add to this article, I’m completely okay with drinking to aid my health. I mean, honestly, what of health surveys can ever truly be correct without completely assessing a full health background? But still. I’m glad to see a little something to buffer the usual negativity constantly thrown toward drinking as a general occurrence. I think that people will always have their opinions, and close mindedness will always linger, but hey, it’s a start.

I think I may have to make a stop at the liquor store on my way home from work.

News in surround sound

27 Aug

Spending 8-5 four times a week researching news articles makes me feel incredibly (and often disgustingly) up to date with the world. From rallies to Gaga to technology, I am thoroughly wrapped up in society’s web. And I love it. I just hope I can pop the bubble once I walk out the door.

I’ve already gotten to that point of this kind of conversation:
Friend: Oh my gosh, I was just reading about John Mayer’s…
Me: I know.
Friend: Oh but what about that Amish perv…
Me: Yep.

I mean, I guess it’s a good thing. It’s almost like a rebirth, if you will. You know when you’re just rooting around the interwebs, and you come across about 8 things you wish you could text four different people about to tell them? Anyway, that and this article are what sparked my newfound interest in blogging:

http://news.cnet.com/8301-13577_3-20014642-36.html

“‘The Social Network’ offers a despairing snapshot of society at the dawn of the 21st century, so advanced, so ‘connected,’ yet so closed and constrained by all the centuries-old prejudices and preconceptions about how our heroes and villains are supposed to look, sound, and act,” Foundas wrote. “For Mark Zuckerberg has arrived, and yet still seems unsettled and out of place.”

SERIOUSLY. it’s insane how interconnected we are. As I type this, I am keeping an eye on my iPhone, which keeps buzzing with text messages and emails from the gmail account I am NOT logged into on my computer. On my computer, I am logged into my work gmail, with gchats open to people IN MY BUILDING, FaceBook and Twitter are open and periodically checked, I am talking to someone in France on Skype, and I am constantly researching news articles to be posted on the Daily Caller’s website. In the background, I am awaiting phone calls to set up meetings with the outside world and the television is constantly going with news updates. It’s ridiculous.

“Whether it actually is as good as a handful of early reviewers say it is, “The Social Network” could really be the first major, zeitgeisty film that portrays the “digital generation,” or Generation Y, or whatever you choose to call it, as adults–the film that will be evoked for decades as emblematic of the climate that caused whatever generational neuroses that the “millennials” experience down the road. That’s something that the film’s excellent theatrical trailer, scored with a haunting choral cover of Radiohead’s “Creep,” starts to drum up with its emphasis on social status, the enormous amount of deeply intimate information shared online through social networks like Facebook, and a snippet set in a nightclub in which Justin Timberlake, portraying former Facebook executive Sean Parker, declares confidently, “This is our time.””

AHH. I really can’t wait to see this portrayal of society and see exactly how our generation appears. I love that window of what you and your friends know in relation to what the world knows. I have been doing some serious internalization lately, and I’m really excited for an outlet of release. THE WORLD IS SUCH AN INTERESTING PLACE.

The Male/Female Paradigm

28 Apr

In relationships with both males and females, maintenance and perception is difficult. Everyone always keeps you guessing. You expect your best friend to know why you’re pissed at them. You expect your boyfriend to know why you’re just pissy. Expectations never conclude.
When it comes to male and female relationships, the general rule of thumb is that girls are the ones who get too attached and wear down the relationship, and boys are the ones who back off and worry about the girl falling in love.
Bullshit.
I may be part dude in this, but I am plenty capable of being friends with someone and steering clear of the awkwardness that can occur in many situations; however, every boy I hang out with tends to pull that card even if I’m not the pursuer. I suppose a complete reassessment of my personality would be in order if I were to fully understand the circumstances, but I truly don’t get what I do to twist the situation every time. Frankly, I wish the boys I hang out with would grow a pair, but seeing as though this has become a complete cycle, I suppose that is impossible. One cycle is enough to deal with. I just want to know when I get to be the girl again.

Learning to Drive in Arkansas

15 Dec

Basically, Arkansas is an absolutely horrendous state to drive in, let alone grow up driving in. I think that I have gathered tremendous amounts of road rage trying to survive the mountainous streets and “highways” that Arkansas offers. I thought that perhaps I would share with you the top 10 things I have learned driving in the Natural State.

  1. You lose your right to “right on red” when the person coming from the other direction decides that he or she would rather turn into the furthest lane illegally and honks and/or flips you off because suddenly your legal right turn became illegal to the rest of the Arkansans driving.
  2. The right lane is obviously the passing lane because people are too prideful to pull over into that lane when they have people speeding past them in the right lane.
  3. Blinkers are just for looks.
  4. You should only ever drive 20 mph over or under the speed limit.
  5. When you drive drunk, be sure to tailgate. It is really safe, and everyone around you will love you for it.
  6. If someone is trying to pass you on a 2-way road with the first straight-stretch for many miles, be sure to speed up so they know you are annoyed that they are passing your slow ass.
  7. Don’t ever turn your brights off; people won’t notice at all.
  8. When it is dark and tons of deer are out near the roads, tailgating is an excellent way to spend your evening.
  9. When someone is driving up the entrance ramp onto the highway, be sure to stay in the right lane and race them to see who slams their brakes first. Chicken, anyone?
  10. When there are signs stating a re-route because of construction, that construction was probably done about 2 months prior to your viewing of the signs.

Anywhere is better than here. I promise.

http://www.miamiherald.com/283/story/830169.html

Apathy is the Best Policy

16 Nov

I am currently sitting in a classroom where the professor drones on each and everyday, and I have found that each time, I find something else to do with my time whilst actually attending class and receiving attendance credit. This would be why I have chosen to NOW start my blog. I have grown SO apathetic of everything possible. It’s dangerous, really. I even sit here thinking about the test I have on Thursday, and how our teacher is going over every question on it that I don’t feel like listening to. On that note: