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Points of interest, #37
December 4, 2008 in Brain, Depression, ethics, LDS, Medicine, Mental Illness, mind, Mormon, Neurology, psychiatry, psychology, Science, social phobia, Spirituality, technology | Tags: ADHD, amnesia, anorexia, basketball, bioethics, bipolar disorder, blessing, community, development, ecology, emotions, environment, gremlins, healing, humor, marriage, memory, mogwai, mormon culture, neurosugery, poverty, priesthood, pygmy tarsier, self harm, social anxiety disorder, synesthesia, thanksgiving, Theology, Utah, Utah Jazz | 1 comment
Welcome one and all to an irregular installment of my irregularly irregular collection of the very best of all things mind, soul, and body on the internet (That I could find, anyway). Today I have Mormons and basketball, Pygmy Tarsiers, Mogwai, kilobunnies and kilorats, the spirituality of chess, and husbands in the doghouse to help heal your social phobia, ADHD, Bipolar, Depression, amnesia, self harm, or whatever else it is you are in need of. So here is all I got… Read the rest of this entry »
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Points of Interest, #23
July 26, 2008 in Brain, LDS, Medicine, Mental Illness, mind, Mormon, Neurology, psychiatry, psychology, Spirituality | Tags: ACTH, anecdotal evidence, anosmia, autism, basketball, batman, bipolar disorder, bureaucracy, choice, Depression, disabled athletes, electricity, fear, Ghandi, healthcare, humor, infantile spasms, jokes, lichtenberg figures, pharmaceuticals, psychopaths, puns, retribution, sacrifice, Science, smell, social phobia, social work, sociality, suicide, wheelchairs | 6 comments
Now an entire week is come and gone and I am about to break my one remaining unbroken blogging rule, putting two point of interest posts back to back with no actual original content in between. Sadly, I feel guilty about this. It’s irrational, no one is paying me. This is my online journal, where I practice a supposedly enjoying hobby of putting my thoughts in ink, well actually, in pixels, as it were. Guilt is the enemy of anyone who ever suffered depression and is not much of a gift in this sace. I know I am just being compulsive. The funny thing is, I am also compulsively drinking in other blogs, and spend more time writing their praises than anything of my own. However, the bright side is, it keeps me writing, and this week there has been so much to write about. Here are the gems I collected wandering the ethernet this week. Read the rest of this entry »
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