Aspies For Freedom

I tried finding info about Queenstown or a hybrid pic of the landscape. No luck.

I'd suggest you go to a machine shop of some sort and ask if they happen to have earmuffs you could buy from them.

Or you could sneek into that other flat and sabotage the sound system. Or knock on the persons door. Say you like the music and want to lend the records. Then just lose the crap.

btw, tiff?

And the bass is all you hear, so even if it could be something interesting it wouldn't be easy listening. I'm a lucky guy the only neighbor that's been a nuisance since 1992 is living and working so that he's home once or twice a month so when he's home and fall asleep with the radio on I just pay him a visit while he sleeps. Much better that having lightning striking me...

The neighbors again!? Hang in there! I'm sending deaf light to them. Meanwhile. You do have a car to sleep in...

Good work, guys! Booted him! Serves him right!

Tenacious - I'm the Phil Joeker is referring to and I can tell you that the above post does not tell the correct story in context. Anything that I have said about him is - to use the legal term - "fair comment". Have a look at the link he provided and judge for yourself. I have nothing to hide - contrary to what he thinks. And judging by the fact that he is now banned I assume Amy and/or Gareth agree with me.

He's busy trying to bait me, on his blog, here and complaining about my lack of response. He openly talks about wanting to fight. No thank you. And such postings are a violation of the AUP (Acceptable Use Policy) of his ISP - who I won't name here - and I am therefore justified in alerting them to his conduct.

I'll resist the temptation to rant back - because that's what he wants me to do and I'm not about to obligue him. Thanks again for banning him, AFF!

I didn't push him, Jenna. He pushed himself because he didn't know when to back off. Have you seen his blog? He's been fixated with me for the last nine entries (off the top of my head)!

Tenacious, I think you might be right. Fore Sam has poisoned him, and if anyone is responsible at the root for Joeker's short fuse it's him. I haven't caught up with FS's blog lately (I've fallen behind on keeping up to date with that but I hope to do that this week) but I think he hasn't posted there for some time. Probably because - again - his concentration right now is on me.

And that's why I'm ignoring him online. The most I've done is alerted his ISP of what's going on - and that's all. He's disappointed me and he's not worth it.

Jenna, she didn't misspell the word - she used a word that didn't exist. Very different to my spelling error. At least I used the correct word!

And I find it paranoid to assume that I'm gloating. I didn't do a thing. Others acted, and I congratulated them. I fail to see how that is gloating! Sheesh!

And just to correct your chronology, I wrote the article AFTER he was banned, not before. The article that got him upset to start with (and shouldn't have) was about someone else.

I agree with Nyanchan. There's no point continuing this here. Joeker's banned and that's the end of it.

How the heck is "supremist" a miss-spell?? It's a completely different word! And it doesn't exist! "Supreme" + "ist" is all it is - very different to "supremacist". Anyway, that wasn't the root reason I called Lisa a "bitch". I called her that because she was trying to tell me how run my life (ie give me orders). I have NEVER respected that out of anyone and I'm not about to start - because it's the right thing to get angry about.

The article is the truth. It's a reflection on a minor incident in my life. That's what the personal updates on my Wiki are all about. It's a part of my personal history - and it stays.

Droopy was nominated for Idiot of the Month but was beaten by someone else (that idiot who let his son run with the bulls - a worthy winner). That article is also accurate and for the same reason it will not be coming down.

Maybe I do want the last word at times, but sometimes I'm also prepared to let someone else have it. If you want the last word that's fine, but don't include any untruths in it that require correction if you do. I'll always respond if you state something about me that is patently wrong - unless it has already been addressed previously.

Your call.

I have no intention of taking advice that is ill conceived and pays no attention to the context of the dispute.

And that's all we're going to say about that. Joeker was told to take the issue elsewhere. So should you. And of course so will I - in my own way.

Oh and on LFA - I was stating a fact about the condition of Low Functioning Autism. Nothing more and nothing less. If you or Wilky want to personalise it that's your problem.

Wasn't me.

Yes I agree

Yes, you’re right Nyanchan:- all remaining animosity should be ended.

Although there were serious points being make--I feel a lot of what was said (at least on my part) was friendly banter; not intended to be hurtful. I don’t think anyone is really the type to hold a grudge; and as altercations go this one was largely good natured (even slightly entertaining).

Hope you're ok....
{{Big hug}}

Beautiful

Did you find the pot of gold?

A couple of weeks ago I spoke to my mum on the phone and she suggested that she'd come and help me clean house and I said that I didn't want to decide anything at that time but that I'd think about it and speak to her again. A few days later we speak and then she just bluntly asks when she shall come, as if it was already decided that she would, and I'd actually thought that she could maybe dust my shelves or something so I said so, and she asked if I still got the vacuum cleaner, well, sure why shouldn't I still have it, and she said that small things in my shelves could disappear then, off course you can't use it then, and she said that she had to stop cleaning house at home as dad would move and leave her with two dogs and she would go mad...

We decided that she'd show up this last thursday (11/29/2007 at 2pm) and I kept thinking of what she said about dad moving out and I thought of calling him and talk some sense into him, or call my brother and try and deal with this as my parents they've known each other for 50 years and it is about bloody time they start working together and on and on.

Wedensday 11/28 I meet with my support person and I've already have exchanged a few mails with her finally being able to voice what it is that I need - Moral Support; that is. We have a fruitful talk about things and an idea of a meet with the psychologist that diagnosed me (and therefore also met with my parents on a few occasions), and my mum and the support person and have a discussion of things and my mum could get answers to her questions about things.

Next day thursday, mum arrives and starts cleaning and I ask her about this cleaning the shelves business and no no no, she was just joking... and about dad moving out no no no, he hasn't said anything about such it was only a joke bla bla bla... and I think, lucky I didn't call him or anything... talk about being caught in the middle...

She's everywhere, cleaning, climbing on a chair and I say she better use a ladder, so she starts climbing on that, balancing and I think she's bloody out of her mind, why don't you stand on the stove instead, so she does and then she crawls over to the sink and back and I'm just speechless. She's 68 in a month and she's everywhere, questioning my choices, moving things, goes into the fridge exclaiming oh here you need to clean, how often do you bath? I don't answer and after 3½ hours she leaves and I've had it... it's one thing if she was silent but she's not, there's a steady flow of words that I drown in...

And it's no wonder why I'm so messed up!!! It still overwhelms me, makes me sick... my lack of a clear self - well, she seem to have no sound boundaries...

And if I start to voice some mild criticism or something she just fires back that that wasn't a kind thing to say, and I just don't know what to do because she doesn't explain the constitution of what would be a kind way of saying it, as though I would know, which she just have to understand that I don't, if she ever thought about it for a second or two... I'm trapped; that's my constant feeling. I've to tread lightly all the bloody time to not to hurt her feelings while my own feelings have no life of their own...

I've to stop here before I disintegrate 10 9 8 7 6...