Brainsalad
The frightening consequences of electroshock therapy

I'm a middle aged government attorney living in a rural section of the northeast U.S. I'm unmarried and come from a very large family. When not preoccupied with family and my job, I read enormous amounts, toy with evolutionary theory, and scratch various parts on my body.

This journal is filled with an enormous number of half-truths and outright lies, including this sentence.

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I live with a demanding asshole

It's been a long week and I have four court appearances and a trial tomorrow. Today I had a trial in a case that was supposed to settle and I had to skip my lunch. Since lunch is the only meal I eat, this was a pretty big deal. At five o'clock I headed over to a retirement party for a judge and had one beer. My stomach was so empty the beer actually gave me a buzz.

Ever notice how if you miss a meal by a few hours, you compensate by overeating? I ate about an hour and a half ago, and I stuffed my face, and I'm still feeling starved now. It's my stomach saying "If you try to starve me, I will make you fat as a pig hog instead. Eat when I want you to, and DON't piss me off like this again."

I also have conversations with my penis, my feet, and my butt on occasion. My butt can be pretty demanding.


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