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LOL.
Close your eyes and look at me? She could have said "keep your head directed towards me and close your eyes." ( assuming thats what she meant? ) that would have made more sense. When I was younger things like this happened and I'd get angry and yell at them telling them their logic was crap and make more sense next time they're directing me to do something.


Something that always bothered me was when people would say, "comparing X and Y is like comparing apples and banana's." as if thats a means to say that you can't compare X and Y because when you put it that way you CAN compare Apples and Banana's. Actually, if you reallywant to get into it there is a lot of similarities and differences that you can compare being that they are both fruits, they both grow on tree's and than the differences, they have a different shape, they are different colored (unless you're eating a golden delicious) so why the HELL do they use that term? Isn't that the whole point of comparing? I have never understood it. I'd always stare at the teacher when they say that and think what a dumbshit they are.

HAHAHA, you're as bad as me!

She "meant" for me to look at her, close my eyes so my pupils would dilate then open them; without saying '...open them.'

So I was just sitting their staring at her with my eyes closed. With her wondering what the hell I was doing....

Saturday night I was camping with my mom and nephew, and we got to be about 11:00. I sort of stayed awake because I knew my brother (nephew's dad) would be getting in around 12 and I didn't want to get woke up. I really hate getting woke up so when I'm around other people I don't try to go to sleep until I know things are going to be quiet enough. So when my brother got in I said hi and and talked to him a few minutes then started to go to sleep. Well then my mom woke up and started talking to Josh (my brother) and when she starts talking, no one sleeps. Especially in a camping trailer. So I quickly sat up so I didn't doze/get woke up over and over. I even joined in the conversation in order to pretend I wasn't getting ruffled. Then they finally started to go to bed so I took my shirt back off and got laid down again. And wouldn't you know it about the time I got comfortable Josh got to looking for something -- which would have been OK but then my mom roused back up and started with the "can I help you find something" and then they were talking again. So I put my shirt back on and got up again. About the time I had done that they were going back to bed (or so I thought) so CAUTIOUSLY I took my shirt back off and started to lay down. No sooner than I do that... the light comes back on and it's my mom looking for something in the medicine cabinet. Which would have been OK since I can cover my head up to block out the light, but then she's got to tell Josh what she's looking for and why she needs it.

GRRRRRRRRRR!! !!

By this time it's about 1:15 a.m., and you know, if I KNEW that it would be that late before I could lay down, I could deal with it. I would expect it and just patiently wait it out. But no. We go to bed. Then we get up and talk some more. Then we turn out the lights again. Then the lights come back on and we're talking again. Just TELL me when we're REALLY going to bed and I won't get pissy, but that would be too much to ask. That would be a rude and impatient request on my part, one not understood for its true purpose, and it leave us going to bed with an air of awkwardness, now wouldn't it? So what can I do to avoid choosing between the rock and the hard place? What else? The next time they turn out the lights, I slip outside the camper (It's still 75 degrees at 1:15 in the morning) and lay in the glider swing for about 15 minutes until I calm down and get sleepy again. Then I lay there for about 15 more minutes to make sure the lights don't come on again. When I'm sure all is quiet, I slip back in and go to sleep.

Taking things literally is a strong point for me...and often becomes quite funny...

I met up with a friend at the gas station, he was going to play hockey.
He told me that there are a few different hockey leagues in our town, and then pointed towards the tall kid working at the gas station.
"Joe's a midget," he said.
I looked at Joe and contemplated this for a moment.
"Really?" I asked.
"Ya," he replied.
I thought, 'Well, I suppose some midgets can be tall, like a midget disorder....' Somehow I made this information make sense...
My friend then realized that I was taking this literally, and enlightened me:
"I'm talking about the Midget Hockey League...players from 15-18 years old."

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HAHAHA I would have done the same.
Tell me what the hell you mean, you want me to close my eyes and open them than tell me so.
If its something I'm interested in I can sometimes decipher these sort of instructions but s**t, I really don't care that you want to know how my eyes dilate so I'm going to be over here in my own world and if you really want me to do what you say TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT DONE.

Yesterday I put my right contact in my left eye, and vice versa, even though I had made a point not to get my right and left screwed up (as usual). Then I stood there for 5 minutes squinting, trying to figure out why I couldn't see straight. No wonder people think I'm stupid.

A co. months ago we had bad weather in my area, so work/school was cancelled.
My AS friend was watching CNN, Fox news, MSNBC, etc, etc. he was just flipping back and forth for hours.
i was reading for hours and not paying too much attention to the tv at all.
but i kept hearing "osama for democratic ticket" "osama filed documents to begin campaign".
finally something clicked in my head and i said to my friend.
"ok, so we couldn't smoke him out of the caves (to quote georgie) for the past 6 years, we have been looking for this giant man and he goes to the courthouse and files paperwork and we don't even grab him then?" i could not believe that nobody had considered this.
he looked at me very confused. because he knows that i am more politically inclined than this and said "Obama with a B."

i went back to my book, which was very good by the way, the glass castle.

I play hand drums and other auxilliary percussion instruments in the band at church. At practice some of the singers seemed to be having some issues with their microphones. So the sound guy asked the singers, one by one, to check their mics. So of course they all spoke into their mics, because they sing. Then he asked me to check my mic (the mic for my instruments). I happened to be holding a guiro at the time, so I played that. He gave me a strange look and said, "no, not like that..." So I set the guiro down and banged on the drum. He finally explained to me that he wanted me to speak into the mic just to make sure that it was on and working properly. Of course, how was I supposed to know that? I never speak into that mic... It's only there to pick up the instruments!

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Last week I had a conversation with my mom...
Me: "And then tomorrow I've got to drive my friend to the airport."
Mom: "Oh, why is she going to the airport?"
Me: "Because she's got a flight to catch."
Apparently that wasn't what she meant...

I got into trouble with one of my professors, because he told us to count traces of light light on a photo sheet.. I did so and told him the result, and because I was a bit faster than the other students, he asked "How did you do that?", and of course I said, "I counted them". I had no idea why he was asking that sort of thing, so when he answerd "Yes, but HOW?" my reply was "One, two, three, and so on". Everybody else laughed but the professor was reeeeally angry. He (along with everybody else) seemed to think I was making fun of him. Later, someone explained to me that he most likely meant to ask if I was using some sort of trick while counting. Why didn't he say so?

This happened last Wednesday. After I'm done with school for the day, I go home on the activity bus. Anyway, we take one bus over to the middle school and then get on another bus there. And when we get on, we're supposed to say the name of our neighborhood to the bus driver. Anyway, the thing I'm really into right now is Ripper Roo (a character off the Crash Bandicoot games) and I was thinking about him as I walked over to my bus. And when the bus driver asked me the name of my neighborhood, I responded, "Ripper Roo". I realized my mistake a couple seconds later and was like, "Wait, not that! I mean [insert neighborhood name here]!" lol She gave me a really weird look!

Today I was arranging my seafood sticks on my plate in a pattern and my dad was watching me, but as I was so engrossed, I didn't realise.

He eventually asked me what I was doing, and I wasn't even quite sure so I just said, "Looks pretty, don't it?" He just shook his head, with a smile on his face.

It's funny when my dad thinks I'm being weird, because we're quite alike really and I think he's quite an odd fellow himself.

A couple months ago I was waiting to pick up my daughter from Kindergarden. A couple other ladies where standing around, and we where chatting. A third lady walks up, and she talks to one of the other ladies in Spanish or Portugese for a few minutes (I could not tell which). Then they switch back to english, and we all have a great little "chat" about having kids and babies. (Normal).

One of the spanish or Portugese ladies (I am so faceblind I can't tell) says "if the war does not end soon, I'll have another child". I think, gee, thats odd, why would a war make someone want to have another baby? Oh well, to each his own! I think "what wars are going on lately? Oh yeah, Iraq, maybe she is from Iraq! (As we have a lot of Iraqi refugees in our city) Now, I am totally ignoring the fact or not associating that I JUST HEARD HER TALKING IN SPANISH OR PORTUGESE! Sheesh.

So, in my typical Aspie ways, I ask in a friendly manner, "oh are you Iraqi?"

Everyone stops and looks at me one lady bursts out laughing!

The lady stops and stammers "no... I am from Hundruas, do I look Iraqi?" And now I am so embarassed!

I tell her no, not at all, well, I don't know, I am just SOO bad at telling someones nationality! And now the whole language thing comes flooding back to me!

She presses on, "what makes you think I am Iraqi?" Fortunately she is more perplexed, not offended, and I weakly offer up, I don't know, I am so embarassed, I just thought that maybe you where when you said that if the war does not end soon, you will have another baby"

Everyone starts laughing, and she laughingly says "no, I did not say WAR, I said WORLD, if the WORLD does not end soon, I will probably have another!"



*Sigh*
Why can't I just keep my mouth shut?

Saturday I went to the university library and checked out the following books:
1. The Best American Science Writing - 2000
2. The Best American Science Writing - 2001
3. The Best American Science Writing - 2002
4. The Best American Science Writing - 2004
5. The Best American Science Writing - 2006
6. The Best American Science & Nature Writing

that kind of embarrassing bollocks happens to me all the time

I went to a high school conference last weekend, aspie enough?

I was supposed to go to a church and meet my band there to watch the other church band practice. I checked the time that I wrote down... "Mon 7 - 8:30" I became panicked, because I could have sworn it wasn't until 7:30, and it was almost 7:00. So I ran out the door and drove over to the church. Not many cars in the parking lot. I started getting worried. But I convinced myself I was just being paranoid and maybe they were parked in the back. So I went inside. Absolutely empty. Which I guess is better then actually running into somebody, I suppose. I went back out to my car and actually found the phone number of our band leader (good reason to never clean out the back seat!) and called him. Turns out that what I actually meant when I wrote that was, "Monday the 7th, at 8:30." Oops. And, of course, just because, I proceeded to have a minor meltdown.