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It's hot out.
People seem to talk about the weather all the time, even at funerals. Just recently I was at the funeral of a grand uncle who had very impressively lived to a hundred. I didn't know who he was, but identified him when I arrived as no one else was in a coffin. I took a seat on the sofa beside my aunt, who promptly struck up a conversation about the weather. I wasn't sure if this was appropriate funeral chit chat, but from the relatively light mood in the room, the general consensus seemed to be that my grand uncle had had his fair share of life, as well as an enviably painless death, and there was nothing to be sorry about.
It's so hot out women carry umbrellas, like the sky is pouring heat waves.
Just finished Jon Ronson's The Psychopath Test. It was an entertaining read, so entertaining that I realized what I've been deprived of these past few months, struggling to stomach set theory and all that unpalatable math. Do you suspect that you or someone you know might be a psychopath? Here is a checklist that might help you identify them/yourself. I've been seeing signs of psychopathy everywhere... Yesterday I misread a sign in the chocolate store Awfully Chocolate as Psychocolate. Yesterday was nice. We saw fireworks through H's car window while stuck in bridge traffic.
I don't know about psychiatry, though. Seems (at least historically) that groups of people have been slapped with labels like 'psychopath' and 'bipolar' before the labels are properly defined. And then psychiatrists go about defining the labels based on the common traits of people who've been already been classified... Anyway, fun read. My favourite part was about babies who'd been diagnosed as bipolar. One parent's account goes "he'd be sitting on his chair, happy as a clam, two seconds later he'd be throwing things across the room."
People seem to talk about the weather all the time, even at funerals. Just recently I was at the funeral of a grand uncle who had very impressively lived to a hundred. I didn't know who he was, but identified him when I arrived as no one else was in a coffin. I took a seat on the sofa beside my aunt, who promptly struck up a conversation about the weather. I wasn't sure if this was appropriate funeral chit chat, but from the relatively light mood in the room, the general consensus seemed to be that my grand uncle had had his fair share of life, as well as an enviably painless death, and there was nothing to be sorry about.
It's so hot out women carry umbrellas, like the sky is pouring heat waves.
Just finished Jon Ronson's The Psychopath Test. It was an entertaining read, so entertaining that I realized what I've been deprived of these past few months, struggling to stomach set theory and all that unpalatable math. Do you suspect that you or someone you know might be a psychopath? Here is a checklist that might help you identify them/yourself. I've been seeing signs of psychopathy everywhere... Yesterday I misread a sign in the chocolate store Awfully Chocolate as Psychocolate. Yesterday was nice. We saw fireworks through H's car window while stuck in bridge traffic.
I don't know about psychiatry, though. Seems (at least historically) that groups of people have been slapped with labels like 'psychopath' and 'bipolar' before the labels are properly defined. And then psychiatrists go about defining the labels based on the common traits of people who've been already been classified... Anyway, fun read. My favourite part was about babies who'd been diagnosed as bipolar. One parent's account goes "he'd be sitting on his chair, happy as a clam, two seconds later he'd be throwing things across the room."