I just found out today that I'm not as fucked up as I always thought I was.  As per Jim's directive - born from the discussions he and I sometimes have - I searched the web for facts on autism and/or places, methods, or treatments that would help with it.

Some backstory:  From 2 years old on, I showed impressive comprehension, learning and reasoning ( Read more... )

If you're old enough, or know music well enough, you'll cringe at the title of this entry for no other reason than the artist behind it.  A year and some change has gone by since I had to erase 4025 Arlington Avenue as my home address and change and growth have happened, but subtly; nothing major.  My practice has, for one, particularly in power ( Read more... )

Wow.  What a fucking week.  After the whole slump bit that lasted for a while (I didn't keep track of how long just because I wanted it gone), last Tuesday is when I finally got unlocked somehow and bolted out the gates like a Maxfli off the sweet spot of a Louisville Slugger.  Some quick details:

Sunday, I went to talk with a prospective band -  ( Read more... )

*smile* Looks like I can halt my assult of telephony on Amarillo.  Doug did a complete 180 on Jake (okay, maybe not that much, but still…) and wants me as a lead guitarist for them.  He honest-to-God came to the (funny) farm and gave me a couple more cd's to practice with and prepare for a gig.  Quite surprisedly, I gladly took the offer and the ( Read more... )

Another year older; whoop-de-fucking-do.  Oh, well.  At least it's a stark contrast to last year - the only thing I got was a bad day.  I still couldn't see my fiancé, but the extenuating circumstances were far better.  Not only that, I got good gifts, despite the ex post facto.  A small breakdown of what occurred…

Nothing really happened on my ( Read more... )

It seems I'll finally get to do what I've always wanted.  My good friend, Brit (bka critter), referred me to a member of a local band her fiancé was playing in that broke up and is starting his own band.  Things went well in yesterday's interview (four people at the same time; how does that work?) and I demoed some of my skill for them.  I was ( Read more... )

*sighs, lights cigarette* "It's not the least accessible system in the world, but it's close."  I remember my dad bitching at me about how life is going to be nothing but hard on me with my systems and idiosyncracies, but he has no idea how hard it really is.  Not to say, though, that he might actually care if I could show him.  Add that to my ( Read more... )

My greatest inspiration for creativity is pain; especially since I have so much of it to draw from.  Here's a couple pieces I just finished:

Fallen Archangel

Visions of splendor and presence of might; these used to be my home
I committed a sin that cast me down, so now I am alone
Few people will ever befriend me, for without I appear a monster
Closed ( Read more... )

Which is worse: a friend not talking to you because they're pissed at you, or not talking to you just because? I've had both and it all just sucks shit. *lights cigarette* It always seems like I'm paying for the good times I manage to get in one way or another; likely because I'm still unemployed and have no car. I'm being dragged back to a place I ( Read more... )

*sighs, lights cigarette* To say that the past few weeks have been difficult is like saying an amoeba is very small. It seems I still can't rid myself of some of my fears; losing love or friends, in particular. The crisis of who to spend all my days with has brought a great many things that once were so certain back into question. I won't bore ( Read more... )