Hypo fulla love!
According to the suspiciously-named BetterHumans.Com
, researchers at the U.S. National Institute for Mental Health
have apparently discovered that by blocking a dopamine receptor
in the brain, 'procrastinating' monkeys can be turned into 'workaholic' monkeys. While there are no reports on any potential side-effects, and indeed the technique does seem to involve injecting a genetically-engineered substance directly into a region of the brain (ouch!
) I can't understand why they won't give this to me in consumer-friendly inhaler form NOW. SO
much of my depression is manifested by, based on or in some way linked to a complete inability to marshal the ability to do
anything anymore that I feel fairly safe in stating that I'd happily accept some fairly evil symptoms if only that problem could be solved. Hell, I've been involuntarily single and celibate for years, now, so what would I care about most anything it could do to me?
Sorry about the whining. Should've tagged this one better. Hm, a 'whining' category...there's a thought.
Posted by jbz at August 12, 2004 6:46 PM