BeadsInMyToes, you wrote:
"And when I'm just walking around, all in my thoughts, in my bubble, people say, "Are you okay? You Look upset." And I say, "I'm fine." And they always say, "You look so angry. What's wrong."
ARGH! I hate that! I also get, "You should smile more." Oh, really? And for what reason...? Seriously, people expect you to have a freaking Ronald McDonald grin 24/7 or else they think you're suicidal -- or worse, not interested in them. Which I'm not, for the most part, truth be told.
I'm the type of person who laughs at things others don't find humorous, and doesn't laugh at things that are apparently a laugh-riot to the majority. I've been known to laugh during supposedly serious cinematic moments at the theater, which, I'm sure, irritates the people sitting next to me. I even (quietly) laughed during my dad's funeral when the minister was droning on and on about godly stuff that I *knew* my agnostic father would think was asinine, dramatic organ music booming and all that. I laugh at my own quips while those around me look on in bewilderment. Screw 'em, I say.
The only person who can make me laugh really, really hard is my brother, and he's an Aspie. Also, my kids. Oh, and Conan O'Brien.
Just be yourself, and don't worry about the clueless, boring wonders out there. 