miami vice, random navel-gazing

1. omg, miami vice was so shiny and fabulous. the chinese woman is kickass and gorgeous and jamie and colin's smarmy-brothery-heterosexual-lifemates love is the best thing ever. now i want to see lots of shiny, slick videos. and stories about how their manly partnership is so pure and spiritually superior to any connection, however passionate, they could ever share with a mere accessory woman.

2. i have gradually been coming to the conclusion lately that i am significantly defective in the real-life social department. at first i was worried that i might just be like a harmless variety of sociopath, but we eventually determined that was unlikely. now i think i was either just completely undersocialised as a small child, or missing the gene that makes you crave social attachments and human interaction and cling to the bulwark of human society. it's another mark of how lame all the -ologists and -iatrists i've ever seen have been that, besides completely failing to grasp that i was suffering from anxiety at all even though i was regularly experiencing anxiety attacks "attacks of acute anxiety"¹, they never really got into that.


1. if nothing else i'll be forever grateful to the profession for the ologist who told me that i wasn't having anxiety attacks, i was just having attacks of acute anxiety. it's a great party anecdote and plus it still cracks me up after four years.