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I'm not craving anything, anymore.

I'm actually very proud of my sister for being a mother. She's been a mother for a little over two years. My niece is as cute as a button. I wouldn't be able to do that for many reasons. Imagine a man trying to have sex with a woman who feels that she should have been born a man. That's one of the reasons.

I feel that the people here should feel about my feelings. I put myself on the line, every time I come here.

#2. I will not apologize in the morning. I don't do that anymore. It's not worth getting slammed.

I want to have the night to myself tonight.

I'm afraid of my imagination going to waste when I die. I want the whole world to remember Aspergeria long after I'm gone. That's why I plan on immortalizing it in an epic* novel(s), and perhaps doing a graphic novel version of it too. I'm not going to have it published though, because it is essentially a large piece of crossover fanfiction and the legal ramifications would be horrendous. And even if it used original characters instead of copyrighted characters, I still wouldn't have it published, because I'm not in it for money. It is a work of art, and even more than that, it is a piece of who I am and a love letter to all the things in the world that make me happy.


* "Epic" here meaning "grand in scale", not necessarily "epic" as in "awesome".

I wish I wasn't so apathetic towards things

I held a kitten this evening. It was my sister's. She brought it over so everyone could see. The kitten really liked me; he was very relaxed in my hands and started falling asleep.

I may not take a shine to human babies, but I am more than happy to treat cats and kittens as my babies.

I've been having flashbacks about my upbringing since I woke up today. It seems that WP, a variety of music with The Kinks included, my exercises and my art seems to be keeping me grounded. It was pretty special when I jumped acrossed my apartment and gave my dad a piece of my mind about my body, though he doesn't live with me and he's not actually there. I knew that there was a possibility that it could escilate to me yelling at my parents for the things that they did, so I redirected myself and put on some "Weird Al" Yankovic.

I think it's almost time for me to get a haircut again.

I'm back into my art, again!

I love brownies.

I have wasted my youth.

I have a companion with abnormally long second toes.

I had toast and peanut butter for supper tonight.

I love cheese pizza!