(Shit! Said I wasn't going to use that word!)
There. That's better.
Interesting bit of news today. Apparently a lot of people take prozac, then a lot of people poop and pee, then that poop and pee gets into water supplies, and then shrimp (and other aquatic life) consume it. Awesome, right?
It's not all good news though. These happy-scampi shrimp get fucked up on this drug and act crazy. They go to the light, which like any good movie plot is not a good idea. Instead of dying and going to heaven though, these shrimp are just leaving themselves open to being eaten by light-dwelling predators. They're also doing babies all wrong and not eating right. But they seem really happy and indifferent about things.
Is it just a dosing issue? I'm curious. If I gave you way, way, way too much prozac would you yourself start to not care about getting eaten by sharks? That seems good and bad in equal measure. On the one hand, you've eliminated a fear and can live a fear-of-getting-ate-by-shark-free life. On the other hand, if you didn't care about getting ate by a shark and put yourself out there, you're more likely to, you know, get eaten by a shark.
I'm anti-getting-ate-by-a-shark so I don't know how to weigh in on this issue.
On a related (but not) note, I lost something this weekend and have been rageful about it. I'm 95% sure someone took it, but there's still some slim possibility that I misplaced it. Either way, I'm still mad about - even just typing about it.
I also put my first practice LSAT test score together... 76/100, which equates to about a 162. And that's not taking all the sections together, either! I need to go from missing 24 to missing 2 or less in a short period of time. Sigh.
Hope everyone had a good weekend. I finally destroyed the Zerg in Starcraft 2, but the last mission took me 8 tries. If only I had that dedication to studying.
Caleb "Ultimate Terran Zerg-killer" Shreves