I don't know about that one. I pay my doctors to treat me, not to be model examples of good health. Everyone's got their vices.

no worries, i can!

I don't know what it is about parents of kids with PDD, but they always have the most deliciously twisted sense of humor.

my god. there would be so many hookers.

does anyone else feel like there's a maximum amount of pleasure that can be derived from a foodstuff? i love different flavor combinations, but is mashmallow/vanilla/peanutbutter/chocolate really tastier than just mashmallow/peanutbutter/chocolate? i made a nutella and peanut butter cheesecake with an oreo crust last…

I have an MA in psych and, yes, that sounds an awful lot like schizophrenia.

oh shit, she's schizophrenic. i was really betting on bipolar disorder. that makes sense, though, she's right at the age of adult onset.

as much as a love the occassional frou frou caffeinated milkshake like drink at starbucks, i prefer to eat my junk food rather than drink it. i'm with you.

if you want the same level of delight but less chemicals, try swirling some caramel sauce in there instead. i always liked the flavor a bit more. or, you know, keep doing your thing.

if i was left unattended around a container of half and half as a child i would have happily drank the whole thing.

i get it. i don't really expect everyone to donate every spare penny they have to those less fortunate, and i'm the owner of three animals that don't serve any purpose other than to be bundles of love, but i see stuff like this and just kind of sigh.

what is this? who does this?

but then their penises will fall off!

if i was more of the tinfoil hat type, i'd say putting a population at war with their own bodies is a good way to keep them sedated.

basically. although i'm not sure being fat was seen as being wasteful, at least it wasn't in the areas i've gone to where fat is still beautiful. the mentality seemed to be that everyone is supposed to be fat but they just didn't have enough food to get there, sort of like how the idea here is that everyone would be…

agreed. who DIDN'T have hungry grandparents?

wow. thanks for that.

i started out with 15 minutes a day, sometimes broken into 2 or 3 shorter sessions. eventually i bumped it up to half an hour, forty five minutes and so forth. you may not see results at first, but it really does foster some good habits.

i am jealous. i'm trying to consistently do 6 miles a week.

excessively is exactly the right word.