Some Things I've Been Thinking

I have gotten into this rut where all I write is lists. Lists of everything. Despite the fact that I am a little worried that I am becoming OCD (with the list writing), I am not yet scared enough to stop:

1. I know that there are millions of Americans who struggle with the battle of the bulge. I happen to be one of those who is overweight and is constantly looking for a little bit of magic to shed the unwanted pounds. So, I thought that I had some good news this week when the first FDA approved diet pill was released on over-the-counter availability. It is a pill that doesn't allow the fat to be absorbed in your intestine.

Then, while watching the Today show, I found out that I would never, no not in a million years, take that pill. In fact, I have no idea why the FDA ever approved it due to the long list of side-effects which include: depression, suicidal thoughts, loss of bowel control, severe stomach cramps, and last but certainly not least on the "most disgusting list of side-effects EVER" is oily discharge.

Let's get something straight right away - most fat people have a little depression in them somewhere...even if the pill helps to lose a little weight, it's not worth the chance that it might bring the depression to the surface. And loss of bowel control, cramps, AND oily discharge? They said that you should consider taking an extra pair of pants to work because the oily discharge is so bad. Yup, that's just what I want. Oil coming out of places where it doesn't belong in the first place.

I don't care how much weight I might possibly lose, I WILL NOT GO THERE.

2. I figure that I'm going to have to pick up golf and tennis. This is because I plan on being rich pretty soon and I need to be able to relate to the new snobs that I will be forced to put up with. All snobs play golf and tennis. Plus, I've always thought that I would look cute in both golf AND tennis gear. Move over Serena Williams! You've got a run for your money with your Nike contract wherein they provide you with pink tennis clothes.

3. Husband was a little upset that I clogged up our usual Blockbuster DVD flow by requesting season five of "24". They only send three DVDs at a time and I hadn't had a chance to watch them before yesterday (we can't get any more until we send them back). Last night I finally convinced him to sit down and watch it with me. He is hooked. We watched episode after episode. He didn't want to go to bed.