greghousesgfHad a great time last night at Skeptics in the pub except there was this woman there who I hadn't seen before who made a big deal of asking everybody what they did for a living. Have I mentioned that I failed at every job I ever had because of my stupid fucking autism? And I feel useless? And I'm real bitter about it? Anyway she circled around the room with it and happened to come to me last. Also, she asked me (and only me) in a really weird way. She said, "What is your practice?" What the hell kind of a bizarre phrasing is that? Practice? Like I was a doctor? I don't lie at all well so I told her I was too autistic to hold down any kind of a job and wasn't happy about it.
Just made biscuits for breakfast and they came out really well. Some idiot pulled the fire alarm which made my oven shut down and I had to go get one of the maintenance guys to turn the power back on. Good thing I could get ahold of him. I want to make cookies later today.