Man, am I getting fat. As I contemplated with dismay the rolled-over waistband of yet another pair of almost-new pants, I thought: I should just get a sack, and wear that. A variety of sacks! A denim sack for housework, a flannel sack for lounging. I'll see what Land's End has in the way of sacks for the casual workplace. After lunch, I'll go to Men's Wearhouse and tell them I need to see their power sacks. For formal occasions I'll get a tuxedo-sack, and for parties I'll wear the trusty burlap drinking sack.
Of course, I could just start exercising again and stop eating crap! but we can't have simplicity and effectiveness, now can we?
Perhaps there's a way to massively increase my thyroid function, using common household cleansers and a pointed stick. Hmmm...
Scrfrew rthe goggkel thanasms.
Um,I just wanted to say that anti-d's make you put on weight no matter what you do, I've had this from several personal sources.
And it is hard to take off.
I have an idea (read: my mother would like me to go see a doctor) that I might need some help but the weight thing bugs me.
I have other things i could say but my cats and my broswer are bothering me.
Posted by: Terry | January 8, 2003 10:29 PM
Hence: dropping lovely Paxil. I'm down to 2.5 mg every other day.
I think that it's retaliating by causing the fat cells in my body to double in size. Soon I shall acquire a Scottish accent and revolting personal habits.
Posted by: --iaw | January 8, 2003 11:04 PM