Terrorized. Why my father listening to classical and intellectual music blaring loud all fucking afternoon. I am trying break a stereotype of people with aspergers and autism and my father was sitting there ruining my street cred and pissing me the fuck off. I didn't want a nightmare so I finally but my motherfucking foot down and said enough or in tibetan “gakada.” I have a foot fetish... I will fine my father's toes and step on them if he does idiotic things like that. Jezz.

Today was a good day. First I got a clean bill of health for my mind and the doctor is lowering my abilify to see if I gain weight which I hope so and still be at peace. This maybe a bit of a challenge to use more Buddhism to fight the demons but I got faith in my Buddhism and myself. That abilify coupled with shawna lea has cause quite the damage to my psyche and my weight. So now I can be happy and not look like a skinny Dalai Lama. That was my concern. A girls best friend is curves and a smile. Which I haven't had for months. Thanks quack.