I needed a 32 inch cable for a magic loop project. I don't have them specifically noted in lengths (I probably should, but there are a lot of things I should probably do), so when eyeballing failed, I took the cable most likely to be 32 inches long, and held it from fingertip to armpit.
Success! It was just a hair longer than fingertip to armpit, which meant that it was 32 inches.
I used this method, as this is how you determine how long your baton needs to be. It has to match your armspan, otherwise it won't work correctly. My armspan is 31 inches long, which meant I was That Twirler. (95% of twirlers clock in with a 29 inch baton, which means if you're doing exchange work, a 31 inch baton throws everyone off. I had a secondary baton for exactly that reason and hated it with an undying passion.)
But yes. Strange benefits I hadn't been expecting, much less half a decade on since I finished twirling.
It isn't that I don't appreciate killing the sinus infection. I do.
What I don't appreciate is you mixing badly with my brain and my other medications. I have been out of my godsdamned tree for 12 bloody days, and am only JUST able to go, "...oh hell,that's the meds."
Do not appreciate .
::steps off the rusty grey refugee ship СС Ливейоурнал, with bag over shoulder::
Hello all. I have just arrived here, still figuring things out. Thought I'd say hi though. I am known as Emo-Snal back in the old country. I'm a professional beekeeper from California now living in an adorable little village on the southern edge of Australia on the verge of a temporate rainforest. I live alone with a pet basil plant named Theodora and there's an awesome cat that people misconstrue as my pet but really he isn't and I'm not just saying that. He just loves to hang out with me. We're BFFs.