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Monday, September 25, 2006
The time has come to end this blog.
It's been a good almost-two-year run, and a good many posts (in my humble opinion, or as they say in Internetese -IMHO) and a wonderful group of people who've supported me from the get-go and suffered through a million theme and template changes. You've read the ramblings from my spotless mind, and for that I am eternally grateful (see how I snuck the title in there? Neat-o, huh?).
But, I've come to learn about a medical condition that I have, and I think that along with full-time law studies, I should focus on overcoming this malady.
Folks, I've been diagnosed as a gephyrophobic-anuptaphobic-atychiphobic-consecotaleophobic-decidophobic-
lachanophobic-didaskaleinophobic-pentheraphobic-pharmacophobic-politicophobic-
entomophobic. It's a serious of conditions I have been long suffering and time has come that I seek help. My symptoms have been evident for a long time:
- fear of crossing bridges (gephyrophobia)
Whether I'm walking, driving, running, or looking over one, I don't like it. Imagine me trying to drive with my eyes half shut over the bridge to and from USA and Canada...interesting times) -
- fear of staying single (anuptaphobia)
Who doesn't have this one? Married and committed folks need not answer.
- fear of failure (atychiphobia)
Seriously. What if they kick me out of law school? I'm not going home. Seriously. Can they do that? How exactly would you bribe a professor...?
- fear of chopsticks (consecotaleophobia)
They are a hazard and you know it. I believe they are actually secret mini-fighting sticks. If someone came at me, first thing I would do is to reach for a set to poke the guy in the eyes. BAM! But otherwise, by the time I'm finished trying to hold them, everyone else has finished their meal.
- fear of making decisions (decidophobia)
I can't even decide whether I should post this or no. (See Shaz!?! IT'S NOT ME, IT'S THE DISEASE!)
- fear of vegetables (lachanophobia)
Why all the colours? And crunchiness? Why is everyone forcing me to eat them - conspiracy against the carbohydrates? And why are some "fruits" posing as "vegetables" (I'm talking to you, tomatoe)
- fear of going to school (didaskaleinophobia)
See "atychiphobia".
- fear of mother-in-law (pentheraphobia)
True, I don't have one. But they never seem nice on TV (thought I'm sure yours is lovely). Have you seen "Everybody Loves Raymond"!? This one contradicts the anuptaphobia.
- fear of taking medicine (pharmacophobic)
Don't trust the drug companies. Don't trust their pills. Except that banana-milkshake tasting stuff I got when I was a kid. That was some good stuff.
- fear or abnormal dislike of politicians (politicophobia)
Hmph. They all have shifty eyes and are mean. That whole kissing babies and shaking hands with the elderly thing is a SHAM. Personal agendas get ahead of the necessity of over-promised change. Yes, yes - I know there are some good ones out there. Kudos to them. But a few good ones are not going to influence the baddies. I could go on, but I've past my three sentence limit.
- fear of insects (entomophobia)
Creepy, crawly, yucky. I never win that "don't you dare move until I run out the room and get my brother to smush you" game. They always move...I think they sense fear.
So you see, after such a bevy of ailments, I can't possibly concentrate on my well-being and this blog and a loads of school-work, can I? Oh no...can I?! Uh oh..I feel a slight spasm of ergophobia coming on...
It's been a good almost-two-year run, and a good many posts (in my humble opinion, or as they say in Internetese -IMHO) and a wonderful group of people who've supported me from the get-go and suffered through a million theme and template changes. You've read the ramblings from my spotless mind, and for that I am eternally grateful (see how I snuck the title in there? Neat-o, huh?).
But, I've come to learn about a medical condition that I have, and I think that along with full-time law studies, I should focus on overcoming this malady.
Folks, I've been diagnosed as a gephyrophobic-anuptaphobic-atychiphobic-consecotaleophobic-decidophobic-
lachanophobic-didaskaleinophobic-pentheraphobic-pharmacophobic-politicophobic-
entomophobic. It's a serious of conditions I have been long suffering and time has come that I seek help. My symptoms have been evident for a long time:
- fear of crossing bridges (gephyrophobia)
Whether I'm walking, driving, running, or looking over one, I don't like it. Imagine me trying to drive with my eyes half shut over the bridge to and from USA and Canada...interesting times) -
- fear of staying single (anuptaphobia)
Who doesn't have this one? Married and committed folks need not answer.
- fear of failure (atychiphobia)
Seriously. What if they kick me out of law school? I'm not going home. Seriously. Can they do that? How exactly would you bribe a professor...?
- fear of chopsticks (consecotaleophobia)
They are a hazard and you know it. I believe they are actually secret mini-fighting sticks. If someone came at me, first thing I would do is to reach for a set to poke the guy in the eyes. BAM! But otherwise, by the time I'm finished trying to hold them, everyone else has finished their meal.
- fear of making decisions (decidophobia)
I can't even decide whether I should post this or no. (See Shaz!?! IT'S NOT ME, IT'S THE DISEASE!)
- fear of vegetables (lachanophobia)
Why all the colours? And crunchiness? Why is everyone forcing me to eat them - conspiracy against the carbohydrates? And why are some "fruits" posing as "vegetables" (I'm talking to you, tomatoe)
- fear of going to school (didaskaleinophobia)
See "atychiphobia".
- fear of mother-in-law (pentheraphobia)
True, I don't have one. But they never seem nice on TV (thought I'm sure yours is lovely). Have you seen "Everybody Loves Raymond"!? This one contradicts the anuptaphobia.
- fear of taking medicine (pharmacophobic)
Don't trust the drug companies. Don't trust their pills. Except that banana-milkshake tasting stuff I got when I was a kid. That was some good stuff.
- fear or abnormal dislike of politicians (politicophobia)
Hmph. They all have shifty eyes and are mean. That whole kissing babies and shaking hands with the elderly thing is a SHAM. Personal agendas get ahead of the necessity of over-promised change. Yes, yes - I know there are some good ones out there. Kudos to them. But a few good ones are not going to influence the baddies. I could go on, but I've past my three sentence limit.
- fear of insects (entomophobia)
Creepy, crawly, yucky. I never win that "don't you dare move until I run out the room and get my brother to smush you" game. They always move...I think they sense fear.
So you see, after such a bevy of ailments, I can't possibly concentrate on my well-being and this blog and a loads of school-work, can I? Oh no...can I?! Uh oh..I feel a slight spasm of ergophobia coming on...
4 Comments:
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And don't end this blog, it's entertaining!!!
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And note to self, never drive with Deej on a bridge.. with her mother in law eating vegetables with chopsticks.