the shell.

I sometimes wonder if I have Asperger's syndrome and never knew it (my dad was never too big on doctors...unless we were sick in a very obvious, physical way, forget it...) I'm being serious, so don't anybody jump on me about how Aperger's is a very serious condition and how your cousin has it and how it's been such a struggle for him all his life and that you have to suffer through trying to carry on a normal conversation with him every Thanksgiving, because I really don't care and don't want to hear about it. If anyone's even reading this, that is.

I wonder this because I've always had a very difficult time with people. I can't keep a friend to save my life, and I've never had a true best friend. I have trouble connecting to the world and the people around me, and I always feel very much alone, like I can't ever really talk to anyone, because when I do, they always misunderstand what I'm trying to say. And, no, the above paragraph isn't a good clue on which to base your assumptions as to what my problem is...and yeah, I was about to end this sentence in a preposition. Grammer Nazis...

Anyway, it ends up making me feel that no one is willing to accept me as I am...except God. He's the only one who will, no matter what. But people are not so accepting. I really am much more considerate in real life...maybe it's because I'm not very open. But I don't know if I can change that. Really don't think it's likely around someone I barely know, either, if I can't even open up to those closest to me.
I'm not even sure there is anyone in this world I would want to let inside. Maybe there really is something wrong with me...if you knew the whole of it, you would probably think I was weird. I don't feel like telling it.

All we ask of you is a stake through the heart...

So...did you hear? Turns out that new guy, Swimmington von Stuffington III, esq. is actually Xtreme's brother! Pretty crazy, huh? I totally did not see that one coming. If I wasn't watching raptly as the drama unfolded already, I definitely am now.

A sack of delightfully shaped, tasty snacks to anyone who knows what I'm talking about right now.

I hate summer. Maaan. It's coming, too.
You know you really oughta...get outta California....

Yes, I do.

I don't feel like doing this right now. Sorry about that.