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4 March 2005 02:51 pmI had this funny thing happen to me yesterday. I'm not referring to the thing where I fell asleep in the bathtub for an hour, nor the thing where I couldn't find my pants (which are still missing).
No, this entirely different funny thing.
A funny thing where I spontaneously developed a very strange speech disorder.
It's rather similar, I think, to tourettes syndrome, except that instead of blurting out curses, you blurt out commitments to all sorts of things that you actually have no time to do.
For example, my thesis supervisor walked up to me in the hall and asked me to send her an email, as she's been having some problems with her desktop and doesn't have my email address in her laptop's address book. I responded by promising to give her the first chapter of my thesis next week.
Then, as I was talking to a friend of mine and he mentioned that he had a fifteen page paper due on Monday that he was trying to finish before the weekend so that he would be able to put it aside for a day and come back to it on Sunday with a fresh set of eyes, I found myself offering to edit it for him.
After that, I offered to help with the second day of the Underhill Conference and to give another friend of mine a ride home, despite the fact that she actually lives across the river in Hull, Quebec, completely nowhere near anywhere where I might be going.
All of this despite the fact that I have a stack of twenty-four odd undergrad papers that came in last Monday which need marking.
Can one spontaneously develop brain damage? I mean, without actually suffering a blow to the head. Or, is it possible that I was suffering from some kind of fever-induced dementia without noticing it?
If I offer to do anything for any of you this weekend, such as help you move or paint your apartment or the like, please do not hold me to my promise, as I am clearly flirting with mental defect and am therefore not responsible for my actions.
thesis word count: 3,039 words. What the hell was I thinking, "I'll have a chapter for you by next week."??!!!
No, this entirely different funny thing.
A funny thing where I spontaneously developed a very strange speech disorder.
It's rather similar, I think, to tourettes syndrome, except that instead of blurting out curses, you blurt out commitments to all sorts of things that you actually have no time to do.
For example, my thesis supervisor walked up to me in the hall and asked me to send her an email, as she's been having some problems with her desktop and doesn't have my email address in her laptop's address book. I responded by promising to give her the first chapter of my thesis next week.
Then, as I was talking to a friend of mine and he mentioned that he had a fifteen page paper due on Monday that he was trying to finish before the weekend so that he would be able to put it aside for a day and come back to it on Sunday with a fresh set of eyes, I found myself offering to edit it for him.
After that, I offered to help with the second day of the Underhill Conference and to give another friend of mine a ride home, despite the fact that she actually lives across the river in Hull, Quebec, completely nowhere near anywhere where I might be going.
All of this despite the fact that I have a stack of twenty-four odd undergrad papers that came in last Monday which need marking.
Can one spontaneously develop brain damage? I mean, without actually suffering a blow to the head. Or, is it possible that I was suffering from some kind of fever-induced dementia without noticing it?
If I offer to do anything for any of you this weekend, such as help you move or paint your apartment or the like, please do not hold me to my promise, as I am clearly flirting with mental defect and am therefore not responsible for my actions.
thesis word count: 3,039 words. What the hell was I thinking, "I'll have a chapter for you by next week."??!!!
