I read an article that states Prozac is being taken in such large quantities in Britain that it has entered water supplies.
I find this more than mildly amusing. I have to wonder if it isn't some conspiracy by the government. I can almost imagine a bunch of stody Englishmen sitting around having cigars and scotch thinking of a way to help the people of Mother England.
"I know...let's add Prozac to the drinking water. It'll go great with the flouride."
Healthy teeth and "shiny happy people holding hands"! What a thought.
Welcome to my world. If the brain rumblings of a married, thirty-something, infertile, fat chick from the South, who has just expanded her family through adoption interests you, then by all means stop in for a while. I can't promise to be funny or entertaining all of the time. Hell, who can?
But, I am the mistress of this domain.
Monday, August 09, 2004
Friday, August 06, 2004
Down in the Frumps
I'm feeling frumpy today. Tired and frumpy.
I guess I could throw in fat as well, but that's a little too obvious.
But as Marilyn Wann says, life is too short for self-hate and celery sticks.
I guess I feel better now.
I guess I could throw in fat as well, but that's a little too obvious.
But as Marilyn Wann says, life is too short for self-hate and celery sticks.
I guess I feel better now.
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