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Apr. 13th, 2005 04:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
substituteMy communication difficulties are increasing. I've also made at least three simple-minded errors today with important work stuff. I say the wrong word; I express myself in ways that annoy or confuse others; I get things reversed; I spend 20 minutes trying to think of a simple word. This is not my brain, this is my brain on drugs.
I'm sure the next thing I'm prescribed will be the perfect solution, though. It always has been, since 1986 now. Could psychiatry please leave the Middle Ages some time soon? These leeches sting like crazy.
I'm sure the next thing I'm prescribed will be the perfect solution, though. It always has been, since 1986 now. Could psychiatry please leave the Middle Ages some time soon? These leeches sting like crazy.
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Fox
Date: 2005-04-14 11:05 am (UTC)But as I was watching it the other day, I was nearly crippled by the cognitive dissonance that during this show that has Bertie-Wooster-like dialog, there were commercials for House, featuring Bertie Wooster speaking inane medical-thriller dialog in an American accent ("THE SENATOR'S BREATHING IS AT RISK!").