Your job is now your Time Lord name. The last digit of your phone number is the current regeneration you are in. The nearest clothing item to your right is now the most notable item in your current wardrobe. The last person you texted is your current companion. Your favorite word is now your catchphrase.
My Brain:You know what would make you feel better? Cookies.
Me:I don't... I don't know about that.
My Brain:It definitely will make you feel better. I'm *telling* you it will, right? If anyone should know it's me.
Me:Well, I guess you're ri... Hey, wait a minute. When I was a kid you used to tell me that Frankenstein lived in my grandma's attic. And that the garter snake I caught would be "just fine" in a coffee can with grass in it if I poked holes in the lid. And that I was left on my parents' doorstep by circus people!
My Brain:Hey, your brother told you that last one!
Me:Yeah, well, you convinced me that he was right.