I would headdesk, but I cannot spare the neurons ...

[blamebrampton]

Thanks to receiving a taxi and major thoroughfare to the head in close succession some years back, my brain is not what it was*. One of the results is mild aphasia, where I can think I am saying one thing but actually be saying another. I'm usually better at typing, though homophones can sneak in, but speech when tired can be ... unexpected.

Which is why, at a wedding reception today, I took a wine bottle from a friend to read a label and, rather than -- as I had intended to -- announcing that I had fine eyesight, proudly declared 'Of course I can read it, I have excellent handwriting!'

It was at this point I realised that I was so tired, I had to leave early or end up telling someone that I was the Empress of Sparkliboo, rather than a keen knitter.


*On the upside, it's quite fun to live with a disorganised brain as it throws up all sorts of randomly entertaining connections!

Comments

[ravurian]

Crikey, I know just how you feel. I had encephalitis in my early 20s, and, well, to cut a long story short: aphasia, dysphasia, and the shakes when I'm tired. When I first went back to work After, it happened a lot - most memorably when I asked my boss to lend me her clitoris. God knows what misfired there, but she, without blinking or commenting, handed me her stapler. I would probably never have known I'd said something wrong if the rest of the room hadn't erupted with laughter...

[meredyth-13.livejournal.com]

Oh dear gods, you do realise now that I am doomed to think of staplers as ...

Yeah, never mind.

:D

[teganscrush.livejournal.com]

Sorry to butt in, but I read this and almost choked laughing. That has to be one of the most brilliant moments ever. :)