Asperger's is the new black
"It was a lot easier, the single life." - Chris
"Fucking upsetting as hell though, wasn't it?" - Matt
In the past two months, I have:
- Learned of two people connected to me who have been diagnosed with Asperger's Syndrome
- Read descriptions of three films (one fiction, two documentary) featuring principal characters with Asperger's Syndrome
- Been asked to play someone with Asperger's Syndrome in a film directed by someone with Asperger's Syndrome.
Inevitably, I feel a cold coming on.
Since lists are fun: in the past month, Teen Girl Squad has attempted to recycle the following items:
- A coffee maker
- Four sheets of cork.
(Two items pushes the definition of "list," I know, but look at those items!)
Teen Girl Squad is, unfortunately, coming to an end: Rachel is moving out next week, and Jessi's in France for the summer, so really it's just Two Dudes I Don't Know Who Live Downstairs Squad (2DIDKWLDS) for now. 2DIDKWLDS seems pleasant enough, and my semi-psychotic next-door neighbour is volubly glad that she will never have to worry about her 12-year-old son falling off the garage roof in another attempt at scoping out the oft-available exposed breasts. But really, sunbathing topless is so 2007; I'm going to recommend that 2DIDKWLDS take a page from the crazy old woman who lives behind us, and go the whole hog in the back yard every morning. Summer's coming.
My agenda book in grade 7 (and yours too, probably) was emblazoned with the epigraph, "If we plan to learn, we must learn to plan." Well, I don't plan to learn much but I certainly intend to do some serious plansmanship tonight. I feel, in the parlance of my people, a bit "unbalanced," like I've been driving down the same stretch of highway for a good while now, without really paying attention to the exit numbers. Time bloody well races on, doesn't it? I've been pretty blessed, these last few months, but decadence and chicken wings don't really eradicate the pervading sensation that I oughta check my mirrors every once in a while. I crave certainty about certain things, and uncertainty about others, and sometimes, I don't get those things. Those are the moments for zooming back, seeing the patterns to the land and the position relative to the whole. You get those chances but rarely, and there's usually something else about to happen anyways.... Make mental notes, set the priorities. Learn to plan.
