Fight or Flight, or Frozen Delight
When faced with a stressful situation, one has the opportunity to make a conscious, character-building choice to handle said situation quickly and responsibly,
Or
one can go to Friendlys, eat an entire Cookies 'n' Cream sundae...

then come home and take a long, hot chamomile bubble bath, watch Intervention and just avoid the stress until the sugar coma kicks in.
I may not have accomplished any of the things on the multiple lists lurking on my desk, in my purse, and stuck to my mirror, but I can now rest easy because I still smell like chamomile and I also know that Lauren and Audrina have reconciled their friendship (for now anyway).
What should I be doing? Good question.
I will describe those tasks as "anything other than clicking around WebMD to make sure I don't have some symptomless-yet-fatal disease," which coincidently enough also accurately describes what I have been doing instead. What are the odds?
I'd say the odds are pretty good. Much better than your odds of catching dengue fever or getting bitten by a black mamba in your laundry room. Actually, I can't make that comparison with any certainty; I don't know what kind of weird things you do late at night when you should be balancing your checkbook or figuring out a seating chart for your wedding reception. I'm not judging you, I'm just not going to bet money on it. That's all.
Or
one can go to Friendlys, eat an entire Cookies 'n' Cream sundae...

then come home and take a long, hot chamomile bubble bath, watch Intervention and just avoid the stress until the sugar coma kicks in.
I may not have accomplished any of the things on the multiple lists lurking on my desk, in my purse, and stuck to my mirror, but I can now rest easy because I still smell like chamomile and I also know that Lauren and Audrina have reconciled their friendship (for now anyway).
What should I be doing? Good question.
I will describe those tasks as "anything other than clicking around WebMD to make sure I don't have some symptomless-yet-fatal disease," which coincidently enough also accurately describes what I have been doing instead. What are the odds?
I'd say the odds are pretty good. Much better than your odds of catching dengue fever or getting bitten by a black mamba in your laundry room. Actually, I can't make that comparison with any certainty; I don't know what kind of weird things you do late at night when you should be balancing your checkbook or figuring out a seating chart for your wedding reception. I'm not judging you, I'm just not going to bet money on it. That's all.






















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