#i have fat sausage fingers so I'm not even talking about myself

[seeminglyseph]

I love when characters have knobby blunted fingers like they maybe have arthritis or were workers or played guitar.

largely because I also find that very attractive in real people. I know that it's also painful but I live with pain every day I may as well find traits that might indicate a life hard lived attractive, right? love that blunted worker fingers. if your knuckles look like you got osteoarthritis i think it's hot. fuck the haters.

[itsdetachable]

food talk below the cut, referencing low carb and managing a diet etc behind read more

since many family members develop Type 2 diabetes as they age I've decided to make dietary changes to hopefully hold it off a bit longer. Right now my A1c is RIGHT on the cusp between Normal and Pre-Diabetes (how...not cool) so uh beyond time to start working on this. I'm trying to monitor my carbs + sugars and recently have started adjusting my diet to have less carbs in it. So far it's going good but its been two days lol. Main difference is less obvious carbs, like breads/rice/etc and less pure sugar (in tea and coffee), and more fruits, meat protein, nuts. Shockingly! The past two days I worked in the office and the food I packed for breakfast and lunch and some snacks kept me full until I got home, usually I'm STARVING when I get home. So that was a win.

I'm planning to get low carb tortillas for wraps and as bread-substitutes in some food ideas I have. Also I have been having the BEST time making my own lunchables with these mini double smoked sausages, some cheese, and these whole grain? or whatever? crackers + yogurt dessert. Also I realized I love Pluots SO MUCH I need to find where I can buy more of them because I need fruits I actually enjoy eating to fill out my diet.

Also limiting the amount of sugar I use in tea/coffee and the amount of tea and coffee in general I'm drinking and replacing it with lightly flavored water I think is helping as well.

Either way, after two days my Blood Glucose is consistently 10 points below where I was before I started the new diet (when testing at the same times, Morning before eating and late afternoon 2 hours after last time I ate something) which I think is a good change. If I can manage to keep this up for 85% of the time I think I'll be okay?

It IS involving getting some prepackaged portions (mainly of cheese) to make life easier on myself. I'm also trying to learn more about complex carbs vs simple carbs. Whole Wheat breads have complex carbs, so apparently even if they have a similar amount of carbs to white bread it's better for you? (Pumpernickel's glycemic index is only a 6 which is really good, that's the bread my mom eats and it has made a big change tbh to her blood sugar levels).

So I'm going to make a visit to my doc for a comprehensive blood test in about a month and try to keep this diet going until then and see what the tests show, and make tweaks if I need to.

(tbh I'm excited because I found a way to have Chipotle burrito bowls that are low carb and decent on the fat so when I do wanna get a 'special' lunch I can spring for something I really like but will still be low carb without being a straight up salad lol) (i think I figured out how to make pulled pork wraps with low carb tortillas feasible, i just want to think of a side that's veggie. Coleslaw? But that comes with other things like fats and the sugars/carbs from bbq sauce hmmm... i'll figure it out. I still wanna eat food that tastes good lol)

So basically - less cheap carbs in the sense of white breads and simple carbs, more protein (lean meats, yogurt), more nuts, more veggies and fruits, less added sugar in teas/coffess, less tea/coffee in general, more water. I think I'll be okay just hope this doesn't like rock the boat with cholesterol (though that's always been good fingers crossed) and I dunno salt content in regards to blood pressure? Although less coffee and tea overall might help with that too. We'll see

OKAY END OF RAMBLING GOOD NIGHT

[undeadpoolbro-blog]

I struggled into the fucking millennial haven known as Starfucks (or was it Starbucks?), left leg bleeding profusely. I mean, I knew I was going to be fine. After all, I'm fucking Deadpool. However, becoming aware--as I swung the door open-- of the hunting knife up to the hilt in my kneecap, I nonchalantly pulled the thing out and dropped it outside. You know, nothing much. Another sunny day in New York City! Walking deeper into the place, I realized that the tension was so goddamn thick, you would've had to cut it with a chainsaw. (Am I the only one picturing a shirtless, sweaty, furry lumberjack Logan here?... You are welcomed!) Of course, I had no time to spend worrying about how awkward and uncomfortable those around me felt, (lets be honest, I never do.) Either way, it didn't even matter. All eyes were on me right then and there, which of course, I royally ignored. In the sudden silence, I did notice the television was turned on the news channel which now had a bunch of dumb pricks pretending they knew what was going on. (You guys know the type.)

Making my way to the counter, I ignored the silent crowd around me and leaned on it. "What's up, Sugar Plum," I greeted little Tiffany, whom I had already crossed paths with before. She was a cute, barely legal, little thing. Not the type of tickle for my pickle, but still something to admire. Plus, her customer service was superb. She would've made Al a great companion... But just as that thought popped in my head, I could've sworn Al's voice exclaimed in my ear: "Don't you dare, boy!" .... So, no taking Tiff back to the apartment any time soon... "Can you get me the usual, Honey Bunch?" I asked her, a bright smile under my mask.

"Sure, Mr. Deadpool... The two Non-Fat Frappuccinos With Extra Whipped Cream And Extra Caramel Sauce?" She asked softly, gaze staring dreamily at none other than myself. I nodded, still smiling, holding her gaze. "Sure," she replied with a shy giggle. "But, Mr. Deadpool, I was wondering... Well, did you bring your wallet today? You see, my boss... He's starting to get angry--"

I reached out slowly, bloody, gloved finger pressing softly against her lips. "You tell him that I won't pay shit until he gives YOU a raise, mmk? Now, please? I'm very late," I added, looking at my pretty rad Adventure Time watch. "Plus, you know what I always say, darling," I let out. (I'm so fucking cute, guys. Really, I did it all singsong-like.) As one of her coworkers put the drinks before me, Tiffany sighed deeply.

"It's on the house... Stars never pay," she repeated in a monotone voice (which I did not appreciate, and suddenly found myself wonder what her bleached skull would looked like). And now, this is the part where things got tricky. I was already upset about her reply, (can you blame me? She was having a bad day and just takes it out on me like that?!) When some fucking random put his hand on me. Now, keep in mind that I have two very special drinks (which costs a shit ton of fucking money!), in my hands. When someone dared pressed his hand against my chest, as if trying to keep me away? He was talking angrily at me... But I wasn't fucking listening.

I saw red.

And not like... I got so angry I saw red and proceeded to do things I would not remember later. I saw red as in: after putting my drinks on the counter ( moment in which this dude dared poked me with his sausage finger), I took his finger and cleanly ripped it off. Blood sprayed everywhere. "NOW, NOW!" I hollered over the panic. "What did we learn today, children?" I asked as I picked up my drinks. "We don't poke the bear. Good day!" I went for my exit, trying to hurry and get back to Al.

Kara stood at the pick-up line of the crowded coffee shop, scrolling through her phone as she waited for her name to be called, not paying much attention to her surroundings until the program on the high mounted television changed. A newscaster was discussing the strange event of February first, giving information about what happened that night and what’d been happening since then, welcoming a panel of scientists and government officials to examine the various theories that had been floating around the public. Some in the shop turned to watch, others ignored the show and focused on their electronic devices, while a man scoffed as he sat on a table and commented the ’freak apocalypse is nothing to be concerned about’, getting other customers around him to laugh and nod.

“Anything that harms people is concerning.” The blonde spoke loud enough for them to hear, narrowing her eyes at those who glanced at her.