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The problem with really good midnight sandwiches is that they never last long enough. My life is so tragic.
I keep posting random moments from Scrubs but I CAN'T HELP MYSELF. The random melancholy in Scrubs is my favourite part about the show, but for some reason I always forget about the ending of My Catalyst. This is the first of two episodes with Michael J. Fox's character, the obsessive-compulsive Dr. Casey. It's one of the less obviously sad moments, I suppose, because it doesn't involve anybody dying. There is something very delicate and thoughtful in the treatment of the disease here that you rarely see in television at all, much less comedy which still seems to regard OCD as something to be laughed at.
Every time I see Michael J. Fox I am overwhelmed by an urge to pick him up and squeeze him till his bones turn to powder. He's positively pocket-sized! I must find one of those sites that list celebrity heights. Also (and I feel horrible admitting this, but then I wouldn't have done my degree was I not interested in disease) I can't help but when I see this episode watch him for symptoms. I've never seen them but then I am neither an expert in the condition, and I'm guessing he medicates himself up to the eyebrows. I'm really morbid and I've made myself feel sad now. :(
Oh God there's a reason I try not to post in the wee hours.
I keep posting random moments from Scrubs but I CAN'T HELP MYSELF. The random melancholy in Scrubs is my favourite part about the show, but for some reason I always forget about the ending of My Catalyst. This is the first of two episodes with Michael J. Fox's character, the obsessive-compulsive Dr. Casey. It's one of the less obviously sad moments, I suppose, because it doesn't involve anybody dying. There is something very delicate and thoughtful in the treatment of the disease here that you rarely see in television at all, much less comedy which still seems to regard OCD as something to be laughed at.
Click to viewEvery time I see Michael J. Fox I am overwhelmed by an urge to pick him up and squeeze him till his bones turn to powder. He's positively pocket-sized! I must find one of those sites that list celebrity heights. Also (and I feel horrible admitting this, but then I wouldn't have done my degree was I not interested in disease) I can't help but when I see this episode watch him for symptoms. I've never seen them but then I am neither an expert in the condition, and I'm guessing he medicates himself up to the eyebrows. I'm really morbid and I've made myself feel sad now. :(
Oh God there's a reason I try not to post in the wee hours.