autoblogography of a brain and mind

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Can I Find A Job


Seems like everybody is making some money off of me these days. And all I want is for things to go back to the way they were. Just working the way things used to be. Yeah I get it I'm different. This is what that Dr. Harlow who treated me said. Lots of big words I think he thinks I'm outta my mind.

Gage was fitful, irreverent, indulging at times in the grossest profanity (which was not previously his custom), manifesting but little deference for his fellows, impatient of restraint or advice when it conflicts with his desires, at times pertinaciously obstinate, yet capricious and vacillating, devising many plans of future operations, which are no sooner arranged than they are abandoned in turn for others appearing more feasible.


So I'm not sure what all that stuff means. But I think he's saying is I'm kind of not to be trusted or something. But all I think about is working. Just a job . Just sometimes I feel like I get in my own way. But can't figure out why.

Monday, February 1, 2010

Map o brain


Somebody told me probably it was my frontal lobe got pierced thru by that tamping iron.
Don't know.

But this map sure makes you get a sense of the neighborhood.

These guys here made this brain map. And other stuff.

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Born July 9 1823 Died May 21, 1860 A lot of bad stuff in between