oh no? oh yes!

me jocelyn wildenstein

It’s never good when you look at a picture of yourself and see an uncanny resemblance to Jocelyn Wildenstein.

In other news, the Wellbutrin seems to have quietly and unceremoniously gotten rid of my social anxiety. However, the “Metabolic Advantage” pills seem to have ramped my anxiety into high gear (and – possibly – pushed my crappy self-image into body dysmorphic disorder territory). Oh well. You win some, you lose some. Although, speaking of losing, I do not seem to be miraculously shedding pounds. This could have something to do with the fact that I keep eating dessert, but I don’t think so.