I bought a heart nearly 2 years ago at AC Moore and I used a Sharpie marker to do this shown below. I had burred upon the many stuff I have in my office.
This one is one of my current quotes.
“Love is a privilege – not a right.”
More to come, the day is still young for hating Valentine’s Day.
I’m watching CNBC, a commercial ran from the Vermont Teddy Bear company and during this time of the year they run various Valentines Day spots (I think they also own Pajama Gram) and they are selling a $100 Hunk of Love bear. It’s a 4′ bear that is perfect for an autistic because it looks so cuddly. I admit I still snuggle with some of mymothersbears. Given I probably won’t fall in love, this could be a nice $100 investment.
If you use LinkedIn for your corporate networking, I saw this just a second ago on my frontdoor.
“Imagine…a Phone that Finds your Soulmate”
I find the lady more attractive than the blabber in the article
I had a secret agenda of launching this blog back in early September. I used the “relationships” phrase with honest intentions of talking about the bigger picture. But it is easy to get distracted and getting stuck on love and romance.
Something I have never experienced, nor do I expect that I will fall in love.
I am sick and tired of dealing with crushes. They can be really dangerous, and I feel that crushes lead to a depressing road of pain, over dreamy thoughts, and large amounts of guilt.
And I am sick and tired of the ideal of waiting, and when one waits, the time will come. What? Like 2038? I can’t wait for someone to come. At the same time this logic kinda counteracts with the idea that one won’t meet a girl or a guy at home, because they don’t come knocking at your back door. So if one has to hear that on a number of times, then why do these people give you advice to wait?
Makes no sense. Especially in a hustle and bustle world of running their lives like an enterprise. Do they wait for a critical decision to do a business if they’re at work, or wait for the right moment to get that deal? Probably in a socialist world that is acceptable.
I don’t know anything. And I think I am better off being an outsider, because this blog wouldn’t exist as someone wearing a V-tag* I’ve felt like an alien, and I do feel like an outsider looking into a clear glass.
*I can be a sci-fi geek, if you’ve heard of the 80s (that looked like from the 70s) the sci-fi program V you’ll know what I mean!
I’m just like a Lego minifigure looking through a glass window seeing things from an outsider, someone whose a professional who doesn’t have time to have emotions and fun.
And there’s nothing wrong with that!
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Valentine’s Day doesn’t bother me much anymore. I think about it, but I don’t let it get to me.
Life is too short to get upset about some silly day for card companies, lingerie entities, chocolate manufacturers and dating websites owned by greedy media tycoons. Its afterall a day created by the Catholics, some people don’t believe in their faiths.
Love and romance is too complicated. It will always be puzzling for me and I don’t plan to ever figure the whole thing out.
Other than that, Valentine’s Day is a windfall for businesses.
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Working for a “Fortune 500” Company.
My ideal Relationship Status would be “In a Relationship with [XXXXX Company], Chief Compliance Officer”
It is what it is, some people have better relationships by working instead of being in a world where they will never be accepted to society.
I’m doing a quick thought despite this blizzard of the century my area is going to get in the coming days…
Why is it anyone’s business whose in a relationship, whose getting married or what? I think with Facebook and other social media websites, we not only open ourselves up, but our relationships. I don’t give a rat’s ass whose in a relationship, whose doing a three way or what.
I don’t give a fuck about your girlfriend! STFU and fuck her in the privacy of your bedroom! Fuck her for hours. Fuck her for days. But just don’t show how much you love her online! Leave me alone!
But don’t do PDA on Facebook or in the real world. Its not only sick, but its so offensive!
The beginning of the new year (well as early as late September, as I started the “Countdown”) was really a sigh of relief. I realized that the chances of me getting a girlfriend in the near to distant future was going to be pretty low odds. I really don’t see a future for me and romance.I just don’t see it.
While it is so painful dealing with the idea of being single, I’m finding it a good idea. I won’t have to worry about loosing my gf due to a big argument I won’t have to worry about not getting AIDS or another STD, since the sex rates with the suburban girls are probably much higher than one thinks.
I won’t have to worry about getting distracted from the g/f, and I can continue to avoid from social situations since many 26 year olds are often taken, or in a committed relationship. And other 26 year olds often have gone to college, and I don’t.
I won’t have to worry about meeting various demands, since girls require a guy with a University education, and working for some large company taking home at least $45,000 after tax. I won’t have to feel so ashamed living with his mother as girls don’t want a “looser”.
It is best to stay single!
I am going to speak as general as possible, as I do not want to exploit my family, as they don’t pefer me to write about them to the whole world. And given my traffic, the whole world does follow this blog.
Earlier tonight, my mother came home from work. On Tuesdays she works down at the Massachusetts plant. She comes home a little later than usual. I don’t know why I have a mood when she comes in. Maybe its because its a change of environment because she comes home and I’m home alone all day.
Or maybe its because I have sucked at doing chores at home. Maybe my mother sucked at being a mother. Or maybe my mother shouldn’t raised me at a young age.
Within 2 minutes after she came in, she noticed I left a couple plates on the kitchen counter. She started to point to the dishes and was going to mention it. I felt offended, and I started to get very upset and started to throw things and started to yell at her (and swore too.) I blurted out that she doesn’t fully love me in response of why I can’t do a simple thing such as moving dishes to the dishwasher. I lost my patience and I felt really hopeless.
She also started to say that for the last couple of years she has tried to discretely hint me of my cluttered style in the dining and kitchen areas. I can’t explain why because a) I can’t articulate, and b) I can’t explain myself.
Unlike my mother, I don’t explain things, in this example, I don’t want to make excuses and another example I don’t want to degrade or come off as condescending.
I got very upset and cried in pain after. She avoided talking to me for the rest of the night (as I did as well.) My mother also threatened me that she was going to move out and transfer the house under my name. She things like that all the time during an intense argument in which they aren’t as intense as they used to be, though I have gotten more physically aggressive to inmante objects. That really hurt, because I am not trying to take over the house or my mother. I feel that this desperate remark makes me come off as a spoiled brat, which is not my intentions. And I am not trying to “insult”, to use her words herself. I am trying to be fairly critical and also expecting the words to come right back as her counter response.
She also said that she wants to live with me, but since my organization is so bad, it bothers her so much that she was thinking of moving out.
I wished I could move out, but I can’t financially.
Given my current relationship with my mother, and my realization of not understanding what she sees through me, its like – what girl wants to be living with me if I am so emotional, fragile and messy?
A part of my brain is ether dead or not working properly. And it’s so embarrassing I know I offend my mother, and I feel some remorse but I can’t feel how bad I ether hurt her or how bad I have disrespected her.
In anyway, this story should had explained how I suffer with my autism and how my autism effects the relationships around me.
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Should people give Valentines Day cards or candy to family members?
Me thinks not.
You don’t have a romantic relationship with your family, then why should you give them affection since afterall Valentine’s Day is really for romance!