Vitamin D

I had my Vitamin D Levels tested the other day, which my Doctor originally told me that I wouldn’t need to worry about till I was older. But she ordered the test anyway. The results were surprising – I have a fairly serious deficiency.

Vitamin D deficiency is common to some extent, but serious deficiencies are hard to diagnose aside from a blood test, as symptoms can include fatigue, muscle/joint pain, and weakening of the immune system.

Vitamin D levels — what’s really optimal?
>100 ng/mL – Excessive vitamin D (see note on toxicity)
50–70 ng/mL – Proposed optimal range
30–50 ng/mL – Suboptimal
<30 ng/mL – Deficient
<20 ng/mL – Overt vitamin D deficiency
<10 ng/mL – Seriously deficient

I’m at 11 ng/mL, which hovers right over seriously deficient. Luckily, it is easily remedied… I am starting off with 8 weeks of a prescription strength dose of Vitamin D (50,000 IU/week), and I should regulate my Vitamin D intake (both supplements and sunlight) thereafter in order to stay at an optimal level.

Why am I telling you this? Because even though a a slight deficiency is normal, an overt or serious deficiency can lead to more problems if it is not addressed early enough. Have your doctor request this test next time you have a routine blood test to be sure.

Also, I just wanted to set it straight after my Twitter post set off a whole chain of replies commenting on my situation.

Friend Request

As always, a hot topic with me, social networks.

Today, an ex-boyfriend added me as a friend on Facebook. No huge deal, since we’re friended on a bunch of other networks, and it’s not like we have bad vibes between us. It’s just that we don’t really relate anymore.

What got me thinking was when I approved his friend request, and the “How do you know this person?” window popped up. Oh, this is a toughie. Sure, I could say “Met randomly” or “Worked together”. I could also say “We lived together”. I could also use that in conjunction with “We dated from xxxx-xxxx”, but then I’d also have to choose from a drop-down menu for “How did it go?” and furthermore, answer the question “And now?”. Dare I say “We hooked up”?

I clicked “Skip this step”.

Binge and Purge

I’ve always been one to jump on the latest and greatest social networking sites. I like to try out these sites out of my own curiosity, although every time I join a new site, I hesitate for a moment and ask myself, “Why?”

Ever since Six Degrees [now defunct] in the late nineties, I was compelled to make connections with the people I knew, through the magic of the internet. The world wide web made our own worlds smaller, and we were enchanted with the idea of connecting and reconnecting with people from near and far. With Friendster, we saw people get obsessed with collecting friends… some even likened it to Pokémon (Gotta catch ’em all!), which was rising in popularity at the same time. Friendster forever changed the definition of the word “Friend”.

MySpace brought social networking to a younger (read: mainstream) audience and made itself a part of the vernacular. From then on, it got ridiculous. Social networking sites sprung up faster than anyone could count, and to this day, invitations to join someone’s network litter our inboxes, and people foam at the mouth for invitations to the beta version of the newest networking site.

I feel that part of the appeal of social networks is in the ability for those of the introverted persuasion (e.g., geeks and nerds) to be able to connect to many like-minded people. We became social networking junkies, binging on forming online friendships. Why not? It’s so easy… we can be friends with someone by simply clicking a button!

Yesterday, I found myself purging my social networks of people I feel little or no connection with. It was still hard for me to delete/remove/de-friend some people from these lists, so I let some of them be. What if they found out I didn’t have them in my Friend List anymore? What would I say? How would I explain it? Is it easier to keep them on my Friend List to avoid confrontation? Would this confrontation even exist?

And why the heck am I so worried about this?

Take Away Shows

I’ve recently become enamored with the music vlog Concerts à Emporter (“Take Away Shows“) from the French music blog La Blogotheque. And I feel compelled to share it with you.

The concept behind the show is simple: catch up with musicians passing through Paris (for the most part, amongst other major cities) and have them perform live… impromptu, on the streets, wherever they may be. There is something quite zen and calming about many of these performances. Take, for instance, the latest video, featuring Andrew Bird strolling leisurely along the stone streets of Paris with his guitar, attracting the attention of nary a traveler:

This performance from The Shins on a bright sunny day makes me feel warm and ready for spring. I love how they  break out with Alone Again Or as they stroll to find a place on the Paris streets to perform.

These are just a couple of the wonderful performances to be found within, including Grizzly Bear performing while crammed into a tiny hotel bathroom, and a performance by Arcade Fire from inside a freight elevator. I could go on and on, but you could probably just find out for yourself. :)

I find myself inspired and feeling a bit more at peace with every performance.


I dunno if it was apparent to anyone, but I’m a huge Sim geek. I’ve played all iterations of SimCity since its inception, The Sims and various other titles such as SimAnt, SimEarth and SimIsle. I’ve been known to talk about Will Wright like he was God.

I played almost every version of The Sims, including the life-sucking Sims Online. I played Sims 2 when I had access to a PC when it first came out, but alas couldn’t run it on my old PowerBook.

Now that I have my new MacBook, the obsession begins again.

Of course, the first thing anyone does when starting a new Sims game is create Sim versions of yourselves…

Sim Courtney
Sim Courtney

…and of your loved one(s).

Sim Cecil
Sim Cecil

…and then you try to see how they behave.

Upon entering her new home, my Sim was disappointed in my choice of lamps and easy chair, and clapped in delight at the full-size bed. SimCecil loved his little twin bed but hated the bathroom lighting, and immediately went to watch comedy TV.

Our Sims eventually met and exchanged a few words about fortune telling(?) and the weather, then SimCecil decided to put the moves on SimCourtney. She was not pleased.

Funny how much time I end up investing in SimLives. I just gotta be sure to keep Real Life in check 😉