Aspies For Freedom

Bob Bobson Wrote:

I'm glad he replied, now it is only a matter of time before you have him right where you want him.

I tried searching for your Wojciech thread, and it turns out it doesn't exist. My theory is that it is waiting around in cyberspace waiting for a topic to merge with (its probably lonely, poor thread) so it may turn up one day. If you can fathom some sort of system as to how the topics merge together and discover a pattern, maybe you can drag the thread back from the depths of cyberspace sooner.

Yep. I was starting to get tired of him slipping through my hands like water, and was starting to give up. Normally I'm not the sort of person to give up easily in a situation like this (I give up on colouring stuff on the coputer very easily), so I was getting worried for myself, too.

Yep, I tried too. I have no idea how the topics merge together. I'm not educated enough about computers and the way forums work, and besides, it's better the thread than Wojciech himself.

I WANT AN EDIT BUTTON!!!!!!

Bob Bobson Wrote:

An edit button would avert another coffee related mishap. But I am sure Gareth has his reasons for not giving us one. I suppose you could always ask a mod to change it for you, if you don't mind bothering people.

Sparkle posted a thread about it in the very last forum of this website.

I do finger quotes too, and use them as sarcasm.

Meiloyn Wrote:

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Technically, the glitch itself is off topic

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Hey! You're right!

But it's not as off topic as the rufus parade. If we're going to go off topic, we might as well go as off topic as we can.
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I want to make you aware of the fact that Kurt Schwitters wrote a poem called ANNA BLUME in 1919.

Gareth Wrote:

Bob Bobson Wrote:

Being super off-topic. I was waiting for a bus this morning in the wind and rain, and I realised the bus was late, yet I pecivered and 5 minutes later I saw the bus coming round the corner. I looked at the bus and saw the driver staring at me so I thought I better get my money out of my pocket, as I looked down at my pocket I realised something was wrong, The bus wasn't making the slowing down noise, I looked up to see that the bus had just drove straight past me.

I was mildly annoyed to say the least, especially since I had to be somewhere on-time. Luckily my dad had been working all night so he had the day off, so I got a lift from him.

This morning I had a milkshake but didn't have a large cup available as they were all in the dishwasher, so I had to user a smaller one. This meant a smaller milkshake.

Milk Shake is great! I like to put an amount of lingonberry in a glass jar, pour milk in it, screw the lid on, and then shake it violently!!!

Fred is going off the deep end. It happens here.

Gareth wrote "This meant a smaller milkshake". That is an absolutely brilliant line. Like something out of a poem by Richard Brautigan. I am completely awstruck.

It is even better than something out of a poem by Richard Brautigan because he is no longer around. Gareth is!

Schwitters? Gulp! Help...

I'm not wearing pink shoes. I'm barefoot!

I! Never! Eat! Breakfast! I! Drink! Breakfast! Water! Coffea!

Just got up, it's 4pm, I'm drinking breakfast. Coffea! That'll teach you...

Just got up, it's 03:30pm, I'm drinking breakfast. Coffea! I've never been much for eating breakfast. I might be hungry but just not in the way were I'd go off and eat something. Boozing isn't much fun; dizziness, belly cramps and head ache. I'd say there's only a 25% chance of actual fun. Pot can be fun. But it's illegal, expensive, kills a lot of time and add to my general state of procrastination. The ramifications of pot is that every consumer supports the criminal orgs that peddles it and slowly you slide into those networks without really understanding that you do. Addicts that congregate around a pipe or a joint are always so damn positive and focused on getting the substance into their system. All friends and happy campers until we split for our individual paths. Then we get suspicious and very greedy... Oh, what a mess I've got myself into... and what a rant I've produced...

Back to the coffea! Yes! And some BlockRockinBeats? No! Switched to Neil Young & Crazy Horse - Rust Never Sleeps.

But, what about the Off Topic Topic? Where did it go? The earth cellar at Ramshäll where I used to work with the rearrangement of on-site material in the end of the twentieth century building a monument to the people who throw themselves out of themselves and never find a way back... a non silent minute!?

Just a last question fellow aspiettes and aspies. Who is it that is so silent that you can hear them?

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