Archive for March, 2009

Have I done well?

I don’t know if I’m doing a good job unless you tell me. Indeed, I’m likely to think I’m not doing all that well if you don’t say anything. You could argue that this has nothing to do with my Asperger’s, and you may well be right – it may simply be a lack of [...]

Food and textures

I grew up a fussy eater, but also as someone who enjoys food. If you feed me something I like, then I’ll enjoy it immensely. Feed me me something I don’t like, and well, I’ll be trying to disguise my horror. Vegetables. They have been a big problem, cooked or raw. Cous cous, mushrooms, nuts [...]

Tiredness

I dare say that thinking makes everyone tired. The trouble with Asperger’s is that a lot of what makes a typical day for everyone – meeting people, having conversations, driving places etc, doesn’t work quite so automatically for me. If you don’t have Aspergers, then instinct and intuition govern many of the conversations you’ll have [...]

Logic wins every time

My interaction with the world is governed absolutely by logic. I know that this applies to everyone, but from simple observation I see that most people can easily override the logic they apply to things with a little common sense. I rarely manage to do this. This was most-recently brought home to me a little [...]

Mixing special interests and camouflage

Via a friend’s twittering, I recently saw a link to a new digital camera that was coming out. I clicked through and took a very brief look. The page I saw was this. I’m not a photography fanatic, but I do like gadgets. I quickly took in the big facts – it’s one of those [...]

Concepts are difficult

I have trouble with concepts. Concepts are woolly. You can’t easily define them. What is a friend? What makes you romantic? My Asperger’s causes me problems with interaction and the expression of empathy, which is why the above two concepts in particular cause me trouble. I’ve figured out over the years how to respond to [...]

Pops, whistles and crackles

You can tell when I’m in the zone. When I find myself able to concentrate or think intensively about things, I tend to find I have a bunch of associated mannerisms. I make little noises. I giggle and I snort and I snigger. I pull oddly over exaggerated faces that perhaps mimic the look of [...]