SO back in #3.5 we saw shitty explaining his day (before being a heternormative fuck)
and this panel ALWAYS bugged me. WHY WAS HE CARRYING TWO CUPS??? did he already make a friend that he bought coffees for?? is he trying to get along with a prof by buying him coffee?? is he gonna drink two whole triple espresso shots to get through his classes??????
Coca killer Just ONE Diet Coke or Pepsi Max a day can ‘TRIPLE the risk of a deadly stroke’ and dementia, researchers claim
Study finds those who drink artificially-sweetened beverages such as
Diet Coke or Pepsi Max are at three times the risk of suffering strokes
compared to non-drinkers
JUST one diet drink a day can triple the risk of a deadly stroke, a study suggests.
The researchers also found links to dementia described as a “worrying association” by experts.
Just one diet drink a day can triple the risk of a deadly stroke, a study suggests
But the findings were dismissed by some British authorities, while others have called for more investigation.
The US study found those who drank a can of artificially-sweetened pop — such as Diet Coke or Pepsi Max — daily were at three times the risk of suffering the most common form of stroke compared to non-drinkers.
They were also 2.9 times more likely to develop Alzheimer’s. But
after accounting for all lifestyle factors, the researchers found the
link to dementia was statistically insignificant.
However, the impact on stroke risk remained.
The team from Boston University School of Medicine looked at ten years’ worth of data from more than 4,300 people.
Its Dr Matthew Pase urged people to drink water instead — a stance supported by the National Obesity Forum in the UK.
Its spokesman Tam Fry said: “Don’t be fooled by the use of the word ‘diet’.”
NBC Nightly News is covering risk of stroke or dementia tripling from drinking as little as one diet soda per day. Something about the artificial sweetners affects brain chemistry. Consuming diet fizzy drinks every day almost triples the risk of developing dementia, a major new study suggests. People who regularly drank artificially sweetened beverages are also more likely to suffer a stroke, but the full-fat equivalent is not associated with a greater risk of either condition. Researchers have warned, however, not to treat sugary drinks as a healthy option, saying there may be an as yet undetected link between full-fat drinks, dementia and stroke. Diet Coke is a favorite drink of president pussygrabber.
It might be the last run this year on the Bahnhofstrasse before our Christmas lights start their cold and broken yearly show. Yeah you got that right, that is what the overly imaginative Zurich administration had for us in the last winters: hanging cold gray and flickering neon tubes. I AM NOT KIDDING!!! And then they also take offense for their town being called dull. No sir that’s Swiss art, got it? Geez… I’ll have a strong abbey beer then, Swiss too and with a story behind which I must double check before telling (an unpleasant one, I’ve heard). The beer is full of winter fruits, dates and plums and also barrel aroma, a not very sweet caramel dessert, winter feelings all over. Although Zurich in winter means mostly rain - which is already here as you can see…
“So are we going to talk about the elephant in the room?” Sam brought his beer bottle to his lips, a comforting look in his eyes as they stared over at you. “Or are we just going to drink until we forget all about it?”
“Well I don’t see an elephant anywhere so…” You grimaced as you knocked back your third shot and you could just about hear Sam sigh over some classic soft rock song playing in the background. The tune only remained you of Dean and you couldn’t help but order another round at the thought.
“He doesn’t know what he’s doing.” Sam’s voice was soft as he tried his best to defend his brother but you’d heard it all before and were starting to get tired of it.
“We kissed Sammy! He kissed me!” Your eyes rolled back in frustration and your stomach clenched in pain as you remembered your moment with Dean. You could still remember the way his lips felt pressed against yours, the warmth of his hand against your cheek, the way his tongue tasted. “There was something there, I know he felt it too.”
Dean wasn’t dumb, he was a lot smarter than most people gave him credit for. Your feelings towards the hunter couldn’t have been more obvious yet he choose’s to ignore every possible sign. “And now he pretends like it never happened, bedding any skank he can find.”
“Maybe, if you just told him-” Sam had to tried his best to convince you before but there was no way you’d tell Dean. You knew it wasn’t what he was looking for.
“Not a chance.” Out of the corner of your eye you could see Sam slowly beginning to give up on his plea as you downed another shot.
“You told me?” Sam reminded you of the time he’d accidentally walked in on you crying your eyes out and gave you no other choice but to tell him what was wrong.
“Yeah and look how that ended up.”
The rest of the night continued pretty much the same, Sam trying to persuade you that his brother wasn’t a bad guy and you reeling of a list of reasons why you could never tell Dean the truth. The two of you spent hours at the bar, you drinking triple the amount you normally would while Sam stayed surprisingly sober.
“C'mon let’s get you home.” Sam chuckled as you wobbled off your bar stool, his right arm automatically stretching out to support you.
“But I don’t wanna!” You whined, a pout on your lips as you tried to grab your beer bottle.
“Too late, you’ve had enough.” You squealed as he picked you up with ease and carried you out of the bar. Despite your protests and insisting you could walk, Sam never let you go. Not that he minded, you weren’t exactly heavy and the motel was less than a five minute walk away.
“Why can’t he be more like you?” You mumbled into his chest, a deep sigh escaping your lips. You absentmindedly wrapped one of your hands around his bicep and stared up at him through your eyelashes.
Had Sam Winchester always been this good looking?
“Dean’s just-” You had no idea what Sam was about to say and you didn’t exactly want to hear it either. So instead you crushed your lips to his, cutting him off.
“I shouldn’t have done that.” You pulled back breathless, a sheepish look on your face as you tried to hide your embarrassment.
“Lets pretend that never happened.” Sam cleared his throat, a blush creeping up on his cheeks.
Everyone picks their own ingredient before starting–when yours appears, you take a drink.
When the entire unit goes into preparing the dish (i.e. whole bottle of sauce, stick/block of butter, or any more than the standard mid-sized bowl’s worth of the ingredient, etc.,) you have to finish your drink.
When Guy or the guest mentions deep-frying/the deep-fryer or ‘the flat-top’ aloud, everyone drinks.
When Guy says “Flavortown” “money” or “off the hook”, everyone drinks while giving him the finger.
When plating the main dish involves more than 3 steps to garnish/accompany (drizzle of oil/sauce, citrus wedge, herb sprig, green leafs, bread or crackers on the side, long toothpick to hold the sandwich/burger together, etc.) take a shot.
Chili (powder, fresh, pickled, roasted, pepper fruits of all kinds.)
So Karasuno is a super nice, super cute bakery on the corner that functions as a cafe/coffee house and while it’s customers are like, 80% female, guys love them too because the treats are awesome and other reasons mentioned below. Let’s go!
Ukai opened the bakery, solely because he was bored and needed an actual job (he met Suga and Asahi when they were fresh out of college with no actual idea where to start their business.) He is totally in charge (He’s actually not he just sits on the patio and pervs on the cute book store owner across the street)
Suga is a pastry chef, a very talented amazing pastry chef who runs the kitchens like a boss. He can make everything from simple treats to foreign delicacies and he loves cooking everyday
Daichi is Suga’s best friend that can’t cook worth a damn. He’s only there because he’s a business major and decided to help with the bakery’s finances. Also how could anyone say no to Suga, it’s like saying no to breathing.
Asahi is Suga’s other best friend/baker. He’s excels in bread making, finding it relaxing and simple, and he makes it from scratch every day. He’s a bit shy and doesn’t quite have a handle on dealing with customers yet but the baby’s trying
Ennoshita runs the drink aspect of the shop, though that mostly means he just takes the orders and makes sure the trouble-making duo don’t break the machines. God bless his soul this boy has the patience of a saint
Tanaka and Noya are their barista’s. Tanaka is actually very skilled at making complex, odd coffee drinks. You need a triple shot of expresso double mocha swirly twirly frilly drink, he’s your guy. Enno is constantly amazed that he can pull of these orders so fast without ever making a mistake. Noya is in charge of their simpler drinks, black coffee, hot chocolate, teas of all colors and flavors. He is also only allowed to operate the whip cream cans under supervision.
Hinata, Tsukishima, and Shimizu are their wait staff. Hinata baby is so cute and precious and efficient, moving quickly with a sunshine smile on his face. Tsukki is cool and aloof and his fuckking legs man. Shimizu accounts for their 20% male population, because honestly, who the fuck wouldn’t fall for her. They are all also mild help in the kitchen when baking simple foods. Any of them can recommend something and it will sell out.
Yamaguchi and Yachi both applied to be wait staff as well, but both were a tiny bit too nervous to handle dealing with all the people and carrying all the trays(RIP Ukai’s fancy plates) So instead Yachi mans the register since she’s scary good at managing the money quickly and efficiently. Yamayama was put in charge of the to go counter window, dealing with passerby that order sweets- and is constantly charming people into coming back unknowingly.
Kageyama bless his poor soul wanted to help out too, But he can’t cook worth a damn and his customer service face is…… yeah. He’s head of cleaning staff, which consists of him and whoever happens to piss off Daichi or Ukai. He washes dishes like a champ tho.
Kinnoshita is a pro at baking. Literally his cookies could save Jesus. They are just the best things ever and they sell out by the dozens. Every night before they go home he makes an extra batch and gives them to everyone for a job well done.
Narita is Suga’s apprentice chef, and he lends a hand wherever he’s needed. Suga swears he’s Jesus incarnate because of all the help he’s given.