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i will be king, and you, you will be queen.

Temporal lobe seizures.

That's a new one.

In the morning I thought "the next guy has a lot to compete with - who can be more than this"

And in the evening I guess I - thoughts of us - our conversation - caused "the electrical activity in many brain cells to become abnormally synchronized" resulting in you having a temporal lobe seizure for the first time in 18 months.

as a completely self obsessed and narcissistic being, it's hard to not take....pride/interest in this.

and it happened again today. while you were stoned.

i'd never been on the phone to someone 2 day stoned on smack and having a temporal lobe seizure before.

have you ever noticed that "lobe" and "love" are only one letter apart - so if you were in a situation where you were continually writing the word "lobe" you would often mistype as "love" and i wonder if that's freudian or just plain because or maybe also because you say that you haven't had your love be so big in a while.

and what does it matter anyway.

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sometimes i think maybe i should give things a better shot. maybe i should learn to write. because thats what i do all the time anyway. and i have been reading memoirs (augusten burroughs) but then i remember here, this, and i think - if i could write, i would have.

sometimes i feel like the fact that my fingernails match my toe nails match my sunglasses match my boots which are great complimentary colours to my skirt which is a great complementary colour to my t shirt which holds an emblem or symbol which demonstrates my free and individual thinking and in some way this demonstration of colour co-ordination demonstrates that i am a person worth speaking to, worth contributing time to...matters. Sometimes I feel like it matters.

all of this is stripped away when i speak to one person who has temporal lobe epileptic seizures.

all the world is stripped away.

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it seems to be when we talk about not talking that his synapses fire like that.

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10:27 p.m. - 2013-02-07

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