SOMA. by Pfizer. Because a gram is better than a damn.

I've been meaning to post this since last weekend, when I happened to catch the movie version of Brave New World (1993) on Sci-Fi. Right in the middle of it was a commercial for Zoloft.

I know that there are people (including one of my co-workers) who honestly need meds like this to function. But the juxtaposition of the shallow, consumerist, feel-good platitude-mouthing, drug- and media-saturated society of the movie with an example of the "real thing" made me (nervously) laugh out loud. The only coincidence that might have topped it would be a Ford commercial right after; alas, there wasn't (and the movie conspicuously avoids any mention of that bit of Huxley's novel).

Sunny day, chasing the clouds away...

Yesterday was typically rainy and unpleasant, but today is beautiful: sunny, warm (60 degrees F), the kind of day we rarely seem to get until March. It's also done wonders for my mood, which is good, because tonight is the night I need to do some Serious Packing.

I've already packed up all of my books, except for a handful of stragglers; that's half the job done right there. Tonight I'll try to load up the spare computer and the rest of the bedroom - everything but clothes and bed. I can't pack everything even if I wanted to, as I need to keep what I'll need to live here for the last week of the month. But all the rest gets moved or thrown out this weekend.