I wonder how many people will sympathize with Elly the Downtrodden this week.
ETA: Not as many as would love to tell us how magical it is that she and Connie used common-sense parenting.
It would seem that Lynn is inadvertently reminding her fans how derivative she was when she was in her gag-a-day phase; yesterday, she stole from Hank Ketcham, today, she's a pale photostat of Cathy Guisewite.
Panel 1: That's because her face is frozen in the Bug-Eyed Glare of Existential Terror because a common-place choice has just overwhelmed her. As she thought-bubbles "There's one doughnut left in the fridge....I can't stop thinking about it," it's clear that this minor dilemma is leaving her wracked with torment.
Panel 2: Watching her suffer the torments of the damned as she thought-bubbles "I don't need it! I must stay away from it! I MUST HAVE WILL POWER!!!" makes me think she needs a hobby that isn't whining about how bad her life is.
Panel 3: Watching her bolt over to the fridge with her tongue hanging out as she thought-bubbles "I can't take it anymore!! I GIVE UP!!" scares the shit out of me; it's horrifying to see someone that messed up.
Panel 4: My disgusted horror continues as she goes all bug-eyed and thought-bubbles "GASP!! One last desperate burst of resistance!!" That's because we're looking into the greasy and twisted mind of either an anorexic or bullimic.
Summary: I don't actually know if Lynn has an eating disorder or not. I do, however, know that I'm leaning that way. I also know that taping this to the fridge would help people reduce; you'd have to have a pretty sturdy constitution to eat after looking at it.