A Conversation for On An Easy Method of Alleviating Depression and other Moods of Human Sadness

Easier methods

Post 1

Alon (aka Mr.Cynic)

I quite agree to your post except that I do not like yellow. A much easier method to relieve depression is take regular doses of prozac. A final method is to listen to Wee Willy for a period greater that three seconds and you are guaranteed either to crack up or to fall asleep.


Yellow works for me

Post 2

Jacculus of Rome

Looking at the world in yellow simulates the sun and summertime which makes most people happy. However,regular deep-sea divers may prefer blue,I suppose!


Yellow works for me

Post 3

She Who Gratifies Gravity

Actually, I believe you are right about yellow. I read in a magazine that you should paint your study yellow, as it stimulates the brain. Blue is calming. Green stimulates hunger. Purple uplifts your mood...etc......


Beneficial effects of yellow

Post 4

Jacculus of Rome

yeah - when I look through yellow filters I always feel better


Beneficial effects of yellow

Post 5

She Who Gratifies Gravity

Um- yellow filters? Is this something I could get added to my towel?


Towel additions

Post 6

Jacculus of Rome

I suppose so - but yellow cellophane might not be very good for drying yourself with. I suppose you could have two little squares of it stuck up in the corner of your towel to look through when the depression hits you,but you'd have to reinforce the stitching.


BLUE BLUE BLUE

Post 7

psr

I don't go deep sea diving!!!! How dare you!!!, I have a good mind to go straight round your house and paint it.

Hi to Mathew (and his hair), Tim (In NZ), Richard (Hello), and anyone else I know who may read this.


liar...

Post 8

Jacculus of Rome

you have been diving you evil fool!


prozac can be not so happy!

Post 9

silver cloud of lunacy

i have to take exception with the advice of regularly popping prozac, since it is not a universally happy-inducing thing! in fact, nothing is... easier methods often lack the key ingredient -- something personal. what makes others happy doesn't always make you happy, why search for it in the impersonal realm "out there"? why not search for the truth of happiness from within, and become a complete hermit? .

happiness is irony smiley - smiley


prozac can be not so happy!

Post 10

She Who Gratifies Gravity

Yeah. Especially if someone "irony"ies my clothes for me!


phhbbbllllttt!!!

Post 11

silver cloud of lunacy

why can't you buy polyester like any good lazy person would? wouldn't need to bother with ironing so much. or something in spandex.


phhbbbllllttt!!!

Post 12

She Who Gratifies Gravity

Oh spandex! Cottage cheese thighs and spandex are quite a popular combination here in America.


joys of spandex

Post 13

silver cloud of lunacy

i think the popularity of that combination seems to fit in well with that whole laziness issue smiley - smiley
which is not really all that bad, i'm quite lazy and i have to say that spandex is a good friend when ice cream bingeing goes too far...
but i have the decency to wear something other than a matching tube top to balance the whole ensemble, which i'm sure if more people did, spandex wouldn't have it's currently rather miserable reputation...


joys of spandex

Post 14

She Who Gratifies Gravity

Since my engagement, my fiancee' and I have grown really lazy and fat! Too many nights in front of the telly with popcorn and sweets! It might have to be spandex for the wedding, because I don't think I could fit into anything else! Are you American? You have a great name!


canadian wrapped in spandex

Post 15

silver cloud of lunacy

*blush* awww shucks, thanks... smiley - smiley
not american, a little further north... that cold place above it... canadian! woo hoo! smiley - smiley
my reliance on spandex came as a result of (a) fatty residence food, first three years of university,
(b) my stick of a boyfriend not caring if i gained 50 lbs... smiley - smiley
damn all them chocolatey things...


canadian wrapped in spandex

Post 16

She Who Gratifies Gravity

Blame Canada! Blame Canada! Oops, sorry. But, that is a catchy song. It's a depressive cycle. Men depress you, eat more chocolate. Get fat, men find you repulsive, eat more chocolate. Old boyfriend from high school who lives in California calls you because he's recently divorced and is a millionaire and tells you that you are the only girl he ever really loved and would like to fly out to see you, comments on how much you've changed and asks you if you've grown fat. Eat more chocolate. Fiancee' enjoys you getting fat because when you were younger and thin you dumped him so many times for richer and in better shape men and now he doesn't worry about you at all. Eat more chocolate. Just dumped best friend, who was fat in high school, because before you met your fiancee she had gotten thin and was stealing all your boyfriends with a vengence that obviously stems from her always getting the ugly friend when we went out and met men. Eat more chocolate. Lose s-x drive because the feeling of you and your fiancee's fat bellys rubbing together grosses you out. Eat more chocolate. Um, I'm sorry. Did you say something?


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