Caitlin Pingel
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32 years old and still trying to figure it out.
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The Cottage Cheese Deception
Is there a better time waster out there than watching Facebook videos? I mean, I don’t know about all of you, but nothing sucks me in more than a never-ending series of short videos auto-playing one after another until I blink and realize that I’ve been watching 5-Minute Craft clips for three and a half hours and it is well past my bedtime. It’s a trap I so easily fall into that sometimes I become completely numb to the randomness I’m consuming. But today? Today is different.
By Caitlin Pingel5 years ago in Feast
My Precious Scars
For lack of a better, more all-encompassing word, I suppose you could call me a klutz. I have memorized the symptoms of a concussion, which let me tell you, is a lot more impressive if you know how many concussions I’ve had. I can easily tell you what pain medications you can and cannot combine, to the point that I’ve had friends shoot me a text to make sure they’re safe to overlap tylenol and motrin. My phone now automatically joins every urgent care wifi network in the greater Lansing area, and I have enough splints and braces piled up to last a lifetime, despite the fact that literally a year and a half ago I tossed out over 50% of the collection I had. And just like the crotchety old man yelling at kids to get off his lawn in a movie, I can tell you if it’s going to rain without fail thanks to at least seven different aching spots on my person at any given time. I’ve joked that I’m trying to get exposed to enough radiation to develop superpowers, because how cool would invisibility be, right? Or that I’m just trying to become the strongest (what doesn’t kill you is supposed to make you stronger, according to Kanye West and Kelly Clarkson), and that my “bad” luck of being accident prone actually just means that I have the really really good luck of, you know, still being alive.
By Caitlin Pingel5 years ago in Longevity
