From my flist this morning:
I wish Kozmo.com still existed. I could use some ice cream delivered to my doorstep.
I went to my doctor's office late yesterday afternoon to pick up my prescription slips, and as I was walking up Capitol Hill along Seneca I looked…
The Prozac has apparently kicked in. But the Strattera has worn off. So I am more upbeat than I was a week ago, but I CANNOT FOCUS ON ANYTHING.…
I know I've fallen quiet again. I've had nothing to say that wasn't dispirited navel-gazing. When my problems bore even me, I figure it's better just…