Prozac really IS your friend

So it's been about a month since my last posting and my sister is asking what has happened to me.

Prozac.

That's what has happened to me.

And don't let anyone tell you any different, Prozac is beautiful! You know how sometimes it's the little things that people do (or don't do) that can really piss you off? Or how one minute you're on top of the world, the next you're under it on all 4s? Well, Prozac came to the rescue. No more mood spikes. I'm calm. Sedentary. And I just don't give a shit. Sort of. Kinda.

Either way, I have a new friend, and his name is Prozac.

Oh, and it was my birthday last week. I turned 29. Again.