#Brisbane
#Redlands
#Carer
#Reader
#CatLivesHereToo
#Auspol
#Auslit
#WearAMask
Don't you hate reading a bio that's nothing but hashtags.
| Pronouns | She/her/They. Wish English had "Tu" and "Vous" |
| Location | Quandamooka country |
| Work | Carer |
| Mood | Content |
#Brisbane
#Redlands
#Carer
#Reader
#CatLivesHereToo
#Auspol
#Auslit
#WearAMask
Don't you hate reading a bio that's nothing but hashtags.
| Pronouns | She/her/They. Wish English had "Tu" and "Vous" |
| Location | Quandamooka country |
| Work | Carer |
| Mood | Content |
Most vitamin supplements are offered with not even a fig leaf of research backing for their usefulness. It’s even *worse* when you have to take a vitamin supplement for a real deficiency, and the products on sale are literally worthless for that deficiency.
Cenovis’s ‘Iron Plus’ contains calcium. You *can’t* take iron with calcium or dairy because calcium prevents the iron being absorbed!
Swisse’s ‘Iron+Probiotic’ is also worthless as a ‘probiotic’ because iron is cytotoxic to those bacteria!
Some Brisbane fiction, for BNE.SOCIAL.
How To Kill A Client by Joanna Jenkins.
A glossy corporate law firm, offices 40 storeys above the Brisbane River.
A competitive restructure on the cards, the women lawyers having their work misappropriated and their value downplayed.
Then there's the Client. Playing one firm off against another, and keeping his wife under tight control.
As the cover says, Everyone wanted him gone but who killed him?
Good reading.
Found mum watching something that looks like a remake of Raiders Of The Lost Ark. With a very young actor who looks a bit like Harrison Ford.
*pause*
*thinks*
*checks TV guide*
I forgot Harrison Ford was young.
#ThisCarersLife
So last week a visitor mentioned the Sustagen on the bench and I said I added it to porridge.
"I wish you hadn't told me" said mum.
Every day since then
Me: what would you like for breakfast?
Mum: por...weetbix.
Ok
There is nothing wrong with her memory.
I put two spoons of Sustagen into the weetbix milk.
And there's usually a few drops left over that goes into her tea.
Oh, and she just loves mashed potato (I make it with butter, pepper, and Sustagen. Shh, no-one tell her)
I know I'm 7 years late to the #Lucifer party, but I've just seen the first three episodes of series one.
Lucifer wants a break from torturing people in hell, so he runs a LA nightclub. He witnesses a murder, sees the police are about to arrest the wrong person, so helps out.
The corpses are beautifully displayed Hollywood glamour. It's basically an 80s cop show with a minute of gimicky supernatural intervention.
What a senseless waste of human creativity.