It's that time of year again. Salvation Army representatives are standing outside doors ringing their bells and asking for money. ( Read more... )

At the age of four, I was diagnosed with a developmental delay. Over the years, various terms have been through around, questions asked, and tests done. The end result is that I now identify as an ASD-NOS (autism spectrum disorder-not otherwise specified) patient. I have just made a long, complicated story as short and as simple as I could.

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...but thanks for listening anyway.

I'm thinking of coming here more often and making this my official blog. I have a lot to stay but often don't have the energy, or simply don't know how, to say it. A blog is better for me in this department than trying to talk to some random person face-to-face.

I want to make this an all-purpose blog, and no, I don't do that politically correct thing. I don't understand half the rules of PC discourse anyway.

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Hey guys,

I'm writing this because I want to know if anyone has been through this and can give me some advice.

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Happy birthday, Cheerful Snack.

Here's to many more cheerful  snacks throughout the year.

I'm having one right now, lol.

I can't stand people who insist on talking out of their asses.

Usually, it's irritating as hell but also amusing. Sometimes, it's just repulsive.
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Nowhere is it more repulsive than when we are talking about people's innermost lives, and, all too often, personal tragedies.

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As a childfree woman, I am very selfish. Very selfish indeed.

My decision to be childfree is based on many things, but one of them is my desire to focus on my writing.

Typcial lazy, selfish yuppie, putting her preferences and comfort over her child's life, am I right?

Wrong. ( Read more... )

Okay, I feel like a total bitch for making this my second entry, but already, I'm getting loaded with BS and it's going to stop right now.

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