Top 10 Bizarre Mental Disorders
I knew someone who had #1 (I think):
Reduplicative paramnesia is the delusional belief that a place or location has been duplicated, existing in two or more places simultaneously, or that it has been ‘relocated’ to another site. For example, a person may believe that they are in fact not in the hospital to which they were admitted, but an identical-looking hospital in a different part of the country, despite this being obviously false
We worked together in the kitchen in the basement of the Memorial Union. He told me the basement had been turned into a spaceship and was flying in outer space, but it had been replaced by an exact duplicate, which was the kitchen we were in. He also told me he took LSD to control his schizophrenia, and after Roy Orbeson died he told me he had been asked to replace Roy in the Traveling Wilburys
I wanted a book about Buffy, or at least Buffy fans and their interesting activities...
I'm not sure how a book about a guy's work bringing people together isn't talking about fandom. Instead I'm just trying to imagine the calibur of activities the author was expecting. Maybe a F2F rumble with a Babylon 5 group?
AAAnd my usual-skipping-again-sigh to post that, according to the Buffista Calendar, today is Burrell's birthday.
Happy birthday, Burrell! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!
Happy Birthday, Burrell!
In other news, it looks like iTunes screwed up and has tonight's episode of Avatar available ahead of schedule.
Hippo Birdies, Burrell!
I realize one of the problems I've had this week was that I'm either waking up way way too early or way too late, and suddenly the sun isn't rising until 7 AM! No wonder I can't rely on the light to wake me up, damn it.
NOW it's Happy Birthday, Burrell!
It'll get better in a couple of weeks with the time change, Theo. But yeah, this morning I had trouble convincing myself that I really had fixed my alarm clock after Wednesday's Way Too Early wake-up.
Maybe a F2F rumble with a Babylon 5 group?
Heh.
How bad is it that it wasn't the fact that I woke up coughing and snezing that tipped the balance to needing to stay home, but the fact that a cat had horked all over was? Not that I need to watch whichever cat, but coughing & sneezing+ hork was just Too Much.
Happy Birthday Burrell!
I should have taken the hint when tornado coverage last night bumped the premiere of Viva Laughlin to 2:07 am in my market. Watching it used up an hour of my life and gave me a headache in return.
