Last night before falling asleep, I watched an episode of Ballykissangel that I'd taped a few weeks ago.
This afternoon, every damned thought that goes through my head in a verbal form, I hear in an Irish accent. (Usually in Assumpta's voice, occasionally in Peter's, once in a while in my own voice with an Irish accent laid overtop of it. Yeah, I hear my own thoughts in other people's voices. I have no idea whether that means anything.)
I don't think I'm speaking with an Irish accent, at least. (I haven't spoken aloud all that much today, but I did get a phone call earlier.)