3/5     I'm still not getting laid.  I'm considering donating all of
        money to Obama, then throwing myself under the L train.
        \- Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth;
           whenever it is a  damp, drizzly November in my soul;
           whenever I find  myself involuntarily pausing before
           coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every
           funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get
           such an upper hand of me,  that it requires a strong
           moral  principle  to  prevent me  from  deliberately
           stepping into the  street, and methodically knocking
           people's hats off - then,  I account it high time to
           get to sea  as soon as I can.  This is my substitute
           for pistol and ball. --ishmael@pequod
        \_ If you MUST commit suicide, go do some high-risk activity
           like join the Marines and kill some terrorists before
           you go out.
        \_ Some good clothes.  A haircut. A bit of therapy.  Lower standards.
           \_ The gym, regular showers...
        \_ And a shower more than once a month.