Ever had a day that everything fell properly in place

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First thing I need to address:

To Steyer, I appologize if I overanalyized your statements earlier. I wasn't trying to put you in a spot light. I am HFA and learned language early on pictorially and pronouncement wise. Because of this and being who I am, I will sometimes write analyically and dissect one I see in special need. I hope you accept my appology, and enjoy your stay at WrongPlanet.

Sincerely,
Ghosthunter

1)...The Question!

"Has anyone had a particular day where
everything went exactly right?

2)...The Statement by Ghosthunter

3)...The Question Repeated!

"Has anyone had a particular day where everything went exactly right?"

Today was one of those days where everything went as planned and no unexpected suprises came to ruin the day.

This afternoon when I had to do my news package, I was probably the most NT I've been this whole year. Having worked with my partner for the whole semester on the news, I've learned to judge where to draw the line on certain things, so I can loosen up a bit, although there a somethings where I don't dare venture. Overall I've had no problems with my partner and vice versa.

Anyway, we were headed off to our location to do our shoot, my partner told me a story about how one of the RTF program's screw-up students damaged a tape machine by trying to disassemble it after it ate his tape and he was hunting around inside of it with a screw driver and managed to get it stuck inside. I didn't feel like laughing at it, but knew from experience that it was the right thing to do, so I forced a hearty laugh which got my partner laughing also.

Finally right at the end of the school year I've gotten to know some people.

Who is this partner? Do you have alot in
common? what area's did you loosen up in?



A screwdriver, Hmmmm? the first month
At mac Tech International(P.Alto independent
used mac dealer) I was annoying them trying
to look smart(RIGHT!! !! !!) by pocking at logic
boards with screw drivers. They of course didn't
find it funny, but I was still given patience, and
was allowed to continue repairing and grew
smarter from that experience.

Putting a screwdriver in a tapemachine? Hmm?
how clumbsy, and smart(RIGHT!! !). I hope
he didn't get banned from those machines.
I glad you tried to blend in, and congratulations
for show a emotion disguised. I know that can
be annoying to me, god-knows-how you felt
since being AS/HFA can bring limited emotions
and assimulating emotions is not a easy job.

How are you doing? When is school Semester over?
What are your plans for the school break?
How many stories, and events have you covered?
I am not being nosy, I am working on my recipicol
issues by making myself aware of it's value in
conversation.

Again, very good!(To Scoots) and PM me soon.

Sincerely,
Ghosthunter

My news partner is female BTW who is graduating this semester. She has a job lined up already at WLUK TV in green bay.

I "loosen up" in a general sense where I give the impression that I'm not being anti-social, but at the same time, I don't try and take risks. As I found out when I let my guard down, I can put my foot in my mouth really fast.

I also don't think she has yet to pick up on the fact that I'am aspie. This afternoon during editing, she crumpled up a piece of paper right next to me and it made me cringe. We did a story about AS a long time ago so she knows about it, but she's hasn't gotten the clues yet.

Any plans for your school break?

I rarely have a day that works. My brother, ADD, seems to ruin everything he and I are a part of. It's not his ADD, as much as it is my mom letting him be rude to people and doing nothing about it.Yelling, screaming, death threats (to me, sarcasm & mockery are my only decent come backs to rudeness), general annoyance. "Oh ,stop, wait, you shouldn't be doing that", heh, Willy Wonka reference. Don't that how that slipped in, but that's a simplified version of what my mom says to him. And every time he blames his rudeness on me, she believes him. Personally (hope she never reads this), that's why I think my dad really divorced her. WARNING: I'm about to rant. Going on, my mom was the youngest in her family, and my dad was the oldest. When they had me, it was alright (well, not really, but no reasons for divorce). Then my brother happened. And of course, the expected happened, I was no longer #1. Didn't care. But, over time, as I remember it, my parents would argue about things that pertained to us. If I remember correctly, my mom focused on my brother too much ( still does today), and my dad didn't think it was fair. I don't know if my memory serves me well, but it was something like that. Their explanation for the divorce was total BS. I'm really sorry about ranting so much, I just have a flod of non-stop thoughts sometimes. Anyways, my parents ,for whatever reason, got divorced when I was 12. BANG. Depresion, and an emergence of a new me. The noticeably AS me. After divorce, I spun downward for quite some time, and hated living. Wow, I'm still thinking. OK. I'm done. My mind's emptied now. Sorry everyone. I do this about once a week. My mind'll race with thoughts when I get passionate about something, and I'll have to put these thoughts somewhere if possible. I don't know where I was planning to go with my thoughts, but I've gone over the 12-15 part of my life more than enough times. OK, I'm really done now.

My mother can top that, and you wonder
why I am imperfect and nick picky.

My Dad(b.1944) was a bible thumper. He
marries my Mom(b.1946) who is nick
picky person. My mom had me in Oct' 66'
and my Sister in April 65'. What is ironic
is that my Grandmother, I and my sister
share the same day in the month of their
births. Dec. xx. 1921(G'M), Apr. xx(same
#). 1965(my Sister), Oct. xx(same #). 1966
(me). Anywas backt to the original thought.

I and my sister were not known to my
Grandmother until 1968, like some embassing
secret. I don't remeber much of her and my
dad, except what my Grandmother say's, like
dirty ashtrays disturb her, everything has
a place and she will nag until you relent.

I met my dad for the first time in 1979.
He lived in Hesperia, had his 2nd wife,
a naggy person and 3 kids, b.69', 74', 75'.
If he was annoyed we (my sister, I,
my 3 1/2 brothers, sisters) had to move
this rock pile. He was not scared of
bible thumping(he will later regret this
because his own other kids grew up
screwed up) and by age 20 I saw him
one more time and he REALLY mellowed
and my 1/2 sister was already pregnant,
the other brother was (in my opinion
AS), and the oldest (AS candidate).

It is now 2005 and my sister is married
10 years now, and I haven't seen my dad
since 1986. My sister tells me(she is a bossy
one at that) our dad hasn't even visited
his grandkids(ages 8 & 11) and neither
contacts ANY of his family. My Grandmother
had to make my Mom VISIT YOUR KIDS
AND she never made eye contact, and
would have been married 2 more times
and one 1/2 sister is a dysfunctional stripper
b.71',and the other joined the Navy b.80'.

The moral of the story btw a brother and
contact with your family, and not be
a ghost to your family.

with this all said, I hope you have some good
days and I appologize for this rant. I never
had any reason to say it, and you gave the
perfect opportunity to vent it to make my
day a better one, as I hope yours turns out.


Hmmmmm? Scoots? How old is your
brother and is he NT or AS, HFA?

Sincerely ,
Ghosthunter

P.S...Something to think about, something
my Grandmother said, "She will not stay
in my mom's house, and will rent a motel
room", and that is to this day when she visits
my mom.

I actually have a half brother I've never meet.

What follows is my Family's story -

My mom was born in 1947, the second of seven children born between 1946 and 1964. When she graduated from high school she was engaged to be married with her first husband Paul. A child, David was born as a result, 12/29/66. This was in Sturgeon Bay Wisconsin. However by 1969 the marriage was over and for reasons I'm still not clear on, my mom and now ex decided to give up custody of David to Paul's parents, so he was raised by his grandparents. My mom has no desire to try and see him again. I would be interested in meeting him.

Now for me.

My dad meet my mom shortly after she got divorced. They got married a year later and promplty tried to have children. They tried for seven years with out luck. Back in 1977 all the fertility options they have today were only dreams in the minds of people so my parents gave up trying to procreate and instead focused on the "casual" aspect of romance.

However the stork would pay a suprise visit to my parents. During one romantic evening, X finally met Y and 8 months later I was born around thanksgiving 1979.

My parents marriage has never been anything that would be considered normal. As a kid I rarely say either mom or dad show affection for eachother. Another oddity is that they never slept in the same room. Also despite the fact that my mom knew that something was not right with me, she wanted to give me a brother, so for awhile my parents tried again to have kids, (which would explain why for awhile my dad slept in the basement on the opposite side of the house from where I was upstairs) but the stork refused to visit again.

My dad was an only child, whereas my mom had six sibblings. Of all my cousins, I'm third oldest. The oldest is bi-polar who disowned the family back in 1996 and hasn't been seen since, and the second youngest has bad ADHD. And then there's myself.

Also my mom has a cousin who has his share of problems.

One could say AS/HFA is genetically passed,
but that is clinically theoretical.

One could say AS/HFA doesn't pass on to all
children in a brood of children, and that, again
is not clinincally proven.

The linking factor that seems to come to mind
is the aspect of dsyfunctional children, b.40'+
procreated disfunctional children, I INCLUDED.

This is all my opinion, because between me,
Scoots, and Sarcastic_Name being a 16-39
age span with similar parenting, not exact
though, would raise this question? This would
make a interesting thread, "ONE'S PARENTING"
and in particular "ONE'S PARENT'S PARENTING".

Please don't offense, this is how my analytical
mind translates these very real experience and
their is no Brady Bunch to see otherwise.

Hmmm? Any thoughts, because this is all
conjecture, nothing substancially proven, and
it is not my intent to alienate, nor judge, just
a analytical thought that requires some
thought and perspective?

Looking at my parents, I would say AS isn't genetic. But, going another generation back is another story. I've heard enough about some of my extended family to know that something is up. Mysterious eccentric rich great uncles...hmm? Made me wonder, a lot of my traits are generation skipping. That being said, my children well most likely be NT or just have ADD, well go bald before I do, and have kids that are AS. Genetics are hard to follow if it's generation skipping. The discovery of detecting genetic codes hasn't been around for even one generation yet. Just some thoughts.

I usually consider a day to have gone well if I didn't have to talk to anyone, even on the telephone. Especially on the telephone.

There are few such days.