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1. If you have not yet heard about the county of Sonoma CA separating an elderly gay couple and auctioning off their possessions, then allow me to state that it is legit and documented as well as being blood-boiling.
2. Further people volunteering to be justiced upon: Steven Seagal keeps sex slaves and assaults women. And is a douchebag, but we knew that already.
3. In better news, I am reading Quirky, Yes - Hopeless, No, a book on Asperger's kids and the very VERY most basic social skills, and I rather like the memories that it is bringing up, not because they were particularly nice memories, but because they show me how far I've come since I had no social skills. And some things have occurred to me: up until the six months before my brother died, nobody could have possibly known that I wasn't making eye contact, because they didn't know that I couldn't see people's faces. The glasses happened the summer before he died, and six months isn't all that long to draw a conclusion from. And my family probably assumed that since my dad doesn't look people in the eye much either, then maybe it was a mannerism I picked up from him. And after Larry died nobody held my behavior to any sort of standard other than knowing where I was at all times, which was pretty easy: I was wherever I could hide behind a book the longest.
4. I am putting off THE LIST until I have reinforcements. The fuzzy emotional cavalry are coming in the form of
jslorentz and maybe
kadairk if she's free that day.
2. Further people volunteering to be justiced upon: Steven Seagal keeps sex slaves and assaults women. And is a douchebag, but we knew that already.
3. In better news, I am reading Quirky, Yes - Hopeless, No, a book on Asperger's kids and the very VERY most basic social skills, and I rather like the memories that it is bringing up, not because they were particularly nice memories, but because they show me how far I've come since I had no social skills. And some things have occurred to me: up until the six months before my brother died, nobody could have possibly known that I wasn't making eye contact, because they didn't know that I couldn't see people's faces. The glasses happened the summer before he died, and six months isn't all that long to draw a conclusion from. And my family probably assumed that since my dad doesn't look people in the eye much either, then maybe it was a mannerism I picked up from him. And after Larry died nobody held my behavior to any sort of standard other than knowing where I was at all times, which was pretty easy: I was wherever I could hide behind a book the longest.
4. I am putting off THE LIST until I have reinforcements. The fuzzy emotional cavalry are coming in the form of
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Date: 2010-04-19 04:01 pm (UTC)I'm already making plans to pick that up on my next Barnes & Noble adventure.
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Date: 2010-04-20 07:46 am (UTC)I saw probably my second-favorite Reid episode earlier tonight, wherein he talks up a bartender with magic tricks and a sketch of an unsub.
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Date: 2010-04-21 02:13 pm (UTC)I showed a coworker (whose child has ADD, and often goes on about these sorts of things) where I scored on that Asperger's quiz you had up several posts back. Heh. She wasn't surprised. She told me she had told another coworker she thought I had such tendencies..... :P
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Date: 2010-04-22 05:00 am (UTC)Books and plants and cats were so much better. They didn't have expectations other than food and appropriate amounts of water. They were just there to be entertaining and touchable and solid.
Bryan taught me how to like people when I was 17, and it took him two years. I've taught you how to like people as much as I think you're capable of. Are you the person you were at 10 or at 17? They say that seasons change but people don't, but I think everything changes.