Autumn Zebra

I spent two hours in the last two days trying to buy a bra and came out with nothing. To start with I need a 16B. Less than half of styles seem to go up to a 16. Of those that do, 90% start at 16C. Then, 90% of those don't have long enough straps over the shoulders. In fact, they're also barely big enough in the band at size 16, although I normally wear size 12-14 tops. 95% of size 16 bras only come in black, white or beige, and not that much black actually either. So I found one style that came in black and white that had long enough straps and was just big enough in the band to be comfortable, but it unfortunately wasn't one of half a dozen styles that wouldn't drive me crazy in less than half an hour. If we say that a bra with the greatest amount of uncomfortable, itchy features* is at 100%, most t-shirt bras come in at about 20%. There was one really good one that probably would have been only 10% or less, but the straps over the shoulders were way too short. So the...

I think I've mentioned before that I do poorly on facial recognition tests. And what's more, my conscious recognition is way below my actual scores. What they normally do is show two pictures side by side and you have to pick the one you've seen before. I won't consciously recognise either - as far as I'm concerned they're both completely unfamiliar. However, you have to pick a side, and I will pick correctly at a better rate than expected by chance. Similarly with the emotion recognition ones - I'll look at the face and think "this person is happy" and be fairly sure I'm right and then I have to choose one of the four options - angry, scared, hurt, upset (or whatever). Ummm... whoops. How did I think it was the complete opposite? Of course, they all look pretty much the same to me anyway. But I'll pick the correct one above what is expected from chance alone. So anyway, facial recognition is an interesting thing. There are a few experience...

Woohoo, you say, more pictures of food from the Farmer's market! Last week I bought a chicken and tarragon pie, an English pork pie, dried grapes from the organic fruit stall, camembert cheese, pickled walnuts, watercress, a really small half red cabbage, green tomatoes, plums (some of which are giant), corn already skinned, giant long capsicums. I haven't tried the pickled walnuts yet, Mum says they are yuck. And the week before I bought quinces, strawberries, yellow peaches, silverbeet, a turnip, tabouli, dried peaches, seconds tomatoes, a mixed bag of fancy capsicums, a zuchinni and two chocolate croissant things that turned out to be much heavier and more cakey than a croissant, but I think yummier. The strawberries were to make jam, but the lady selling them told me there was 500g in the packets when there was only 250g (I thought it looked wrong) and then one third were moldy by the next day, and many of the others were brown inside. And they were really expensive because...