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Cassandra Disque | March 31, 2005
When I get angry, it feels like I want to fuck. It’s funny how the mind translates moods into bodily desires and vice versa.
Ah, academia
Cassandra Disque | March 30, 2005
http://chronicle.com/temp/reprint.php?id=3bu26ahhzukwmbvlc4xhgvja2qnhjdzn In the ever present war of the humanities (me) versus science (my boyfriend), the nerds may as yet outwit the geeks. The number one thing that I dislike about academia is the hobnobbing. Tonight I get to spend the evening with my own Dr Maude and his peers over dinner. A bunch of professors [...]
The sleep that doesn’t come
Cassandra Disque | March 28, 2005
It’s been clinically proved that sleep deprivation causes poor decision making, lack of judgment, erratic behavior, and severe cognitive problems. (Four spelling errors in that last sentence alone.) Despite the well documented problems associated with lack of sleep, people continue to aggravate the problem. Those reading this, for example, have all heard of sleep hygiene, [...]
the drugs don’t work
Cassandra Disque | March 28, 2005
It has recently been pointed out to me that for the past few years my journal has consisted largely of “I can’t sleep and it’s driving me crazy” entries. Having recently started to organize my computer journal habits from the years 1998-2001 (pre-Livejournal), I can safely say that this has been the number one topic [...]
“I’m 17, this can’t be happening”
Cassandra Disque | March 20, 2005
At seventeen, telling yourself and everyone else that you know and understand. Some people, older people, actually believing that yeah, you know the score. A few years later and you know that at seventeen you didn’t know a damn thing… but underneath that, you also know that you’ll never know anything again the way you [...]
"The Drag of Gimp"
Since 1996, my life has been a long journey of visiting one doctor after another. I look more or less fine, but I'm not. My daily pill count is like playing the dozens with a hospice patient. One doctor will say I'm doomed, and send me to another for treatment, but the treating doctor will find nothing within his or her area of practice that can be treated.
My life is better than a comedy, better than a drama. Anyone who has done this knows what I mean when I say that you have to not only know the rules, but also play the part in order to be allowed in the game. Most people find what we go through in the medical merry-go-round to be unbelievable, which is why I call it "The Drag of Gimp."
About the author
Cassandra Disque
Extemporaneous flibbertigibbet with bone lumps growing out of my coccyx. I was born in 1981. I was another case of "too much, too young," or at least I wanted to be. Now I'm leaning toward "too little, too late," as my body conks out on me, and I find I haven't done hardly any of the things I wanted. This is supposed to happen to people twice my age, so you might find my perspective on life to be a little unusual -- as in, I find just about everything to be hysterically funny, because there's little use in worrying when it's all going to go kaput.-
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