Weekend Coffee Share: Going to meet him.

Good morning coffee share peeps (and other various readers, both old and new)! This weekend if we were trading tales about our wonderful weeks over coffee, mine would be hazelnut latte. My roommate has this delicious smelling hazelnut coffee, and although it (in my opinion) doesn’t taste as good as it smells, it is getting me going this Saturday. It’s already lunch time, and I just had breakfast after sleeping over 10 hours.

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Weekend Coffee Share: Catharsis

So, first of all, let me apologize for dropping off the face of the interwebs for a while. I haven’t even been on Twitter much until the last day or so. Instagram either.

Since we’ve gotten back into the swing of things (after the Hurricane disrupted life in general), I’ve basically just been trying to keep up with all the changes:

  • The counselors keep moving my students around, and thus I have to adjust the lessons a little more or less for each class based on the adjustments.
  • I’ve been talking to the most recent Indian fellow, but I think he’s gotten tired of my late nights in the classroom.
  • I had to get a tooth extracted… Not fun.
  • And then immediately got the flu.

And then, to top it all off, it seems like I can’t find the linkup for the coffee share. Does it not exist anymore? Have I been gone THAT long?!

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My First Hurricane…

And I’m gonna do my best to skip it.

I have to admit, having never been through a hurricane before, I wasn’t worried initially. The settings on my Facebook news feed are set so the things I see first are inspirational or funny. I’ve been too busy working on lesson plans or trying to get caught up on my sleep or doing mindless things (like watching Netflix stuff) so I can sleep to really pay attention to the hullabaloo about the hurricane.

Speaking of watching stuff… if you’ve got nothing better to do (like you’re waiting for the apocalypse in the form of Hurricane Harvey), you might want to check out the movie What happened to Monday.

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Girls: We’re different

I sometimes go to IHOP to write. This sounds counterproductive due to the noise level and being interrupted by waitstaff, but in reality, it’s very comfortable. When I was in college, IHOP became a place of comfort for me. There would be whole groups of us that would gather there late in the evenings (and often into the morning) playing the question game, actually interacting, and being 100% genuine. There wasn’t a lot of judgment at that IHOP. More likely, it was because the atmosphere of a college town where there are competing colleges with competing theological ideologies allowed for an ambiance of honest communication to truly develop.

It was a special time in my life and the only time (prior to knowing about my ASD) that I felt totally comfortable being myself.

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Weekend Coffee Share: Kissing is not Eating

Hello to all my Coffee Share peeps! If we were sharing our lives over caffeinated beverages, mine would be, you guessed it, tea, and we’d be at the local IHOP. I’ve been craving a hamburger for a few days, which doesn’t go with my diet… but I know the IHOP will customize it for me the way I like, and that’s the whole reason why Weight Watchers does the extra “cheat” points.

So a burger it is!

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I’m tired of losing…

Late last night I posted about my epiphany and how I think I’d lost some friends because of that Last Guy… Today, I need to write a very short (for me) follow up about it, because it hurts. Because I’m frustrated, and since there are several people who aren’t speaking to me, I have nowhere else to vent it but on here.

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Is being yourself part of flirting?

Seems that since my summer has ended (so, since Thursday) the world has turned topsy turvy. I don’t know what is going on with the Alt-Right/Neo-Nazi/KKK stuff, or with North Korea. I don’t understand it. I have been too busy and too tired to pay much attention to it. I know it’s important, but I can’t wrap my brain around it all right now.

Instead, I want to explain my epiphany I had about my dating life as it relates to my Aspie-ness. It really blew my mind.

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