i'm gonna make autism sexy

vh1 in the morning.

this might be a bad thing - i mean - why can't someone do a singer/songwriter song about autism - it's what i need to hear not about missing your loved one - or begging a lover not to leave. because once i hear that shit i start thinking about the ones that got away.

one in particular.

gah. it's not that big of a deal -but you know it is.

i was talking to a friend about church - i went this morning btw - hearing that joseph was too scared and hearing in a dream that things are the way they are meant to meant everything. he was only human. me too!

anyway - my friend asked me if we did a smoke bomb this morning and i laughed out loud. i thought - that's what a stranger in the church would think - us catholics are weird.

i have a lot to be thankful for - and if i do have autism i guess i gotta be thankful for that too. yknow?

the autism posts will stop at this.

i hope.

that's the night the lights went out in Georgia

it can't be denied that at one point in my life my hp was the henrico police. it seemed as though everything i did i got in trouble for - and well - truth be told i was a trouble maker.

but - faaaaast forward and today i am doing the right thing.

no seriously - i just bought microsoft software. who would've thunk it?

well - okay - i only really did it because when i went to install the virus protector i got (as a present so no complaints here) - it put a firewall on and i couldn't go online. FOR SHAME. so i had to uninstall it and well - i'm sitting here as unprotected as - well SUPER unprotected - and i didn't feel safe grabbing one off of limewire.

so my motives was exactly to do the right thing - i just didn't want to corrupt my computer.

i'm selfish afterall!

i am pretty sure i got the following words down for tonight: colossae, colossians and Epaphras.

after talking to nikki for a bit last night - she asked why the catholic part was so important in mr. right. and it's not easy to explain - see - being christian is bonus but there is a part of my past that i can't explain. starting as a little girl - through the rest - add in some catholic guilt - add in going to mass with a lover - and you get something that i need in order to feel - well - feel like me.

explaining the whys is sorta like explaining why you like a certain food - it just is.

and believe you me - as horny as i am - as as crazy as my harddrive must be (snicker) - i can't do the whole southern christian crap.

that isn't christian of me at all.

as braeden would say in lieu of bah-humbug.....

bug-bug-bug!