So you don't think I should tie a piece of raw meat to a pole duct taped to my semi clothed body and run across the frozen tundra pursued by wolves (like on that commercial) to perhaps jolt myself out of my winter depression?

I bet it would work for me,



My brain is telling me to 'adaptively' curl up in a ball under 3 quilts, and six pillows and a big yellow dog balanced on top, and eat expensive Swiss chocolate bars with almonds, and stay there until it gets over 32 degrees farenheit, which at this rate could take at least 8 weeks.

I suppose I could construe that as depression. I encourage any shrink to cure this with meds...maybe ClubMed.



Sounds pretty adaptive to me.

I also love that first image--I don't think you need to be semi-clothed, though--wild women who run with wolves should be COMPLETELY naked, so they can be captured on YouTube and eventually be given a creative development contract by a studio trolling for new talent. (If you want to make it in show biz, you gotta take some risks--like frostbite.)