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  1. I've had issues with alcohol - in the past. Call it an unhealthy relationship or call it addiction. I've tried moderation and was doing really well, was pleased with myself. And I do mean moderation - probably drinking less than most social or occassional drinkers. That kind of failed when I hit some stressful and upsetting times towards the end of last year - culminating in drinking 15 cans of lager in one day around last Christmas for no more reason than I was pissed off, upset and bored.

     

    So I gave up entirely at New Year. 2 months dry and counting.

     

    And I don't miss it at all. Life when I was seriously drinking was unhealthy, nauseous, headachey, lonely, angry, depressing, upsetting, angsty - basically not nice.

     

    I find in truth moderation was me kidding myself - it's pretty much an all or nothing sort of thing.

     

    And I'm pretty damn happy with life at the moment. :D

     

     


  2. My advice, write a letter to him.

     

    Rather than approaching him in person, where you may get nervous, stammer, forget what to say etc... you can say it all.

     

    In the letter try to remain relatively neutral with regards to your thoughts on rule-breaking, drug-taking, smoking etc... However strong your thoughts actually are, ramming them down his throat will only get his back up, and exacerbate the problem.

     

    Instead simply point out just how serious it is for you (ie. a life or death situation) and politely ask him if he could not do it.

     

    You may also want to consider trying being friendly and even apologetic in the letter. Again, even if you don't actually feel that way it's a means to an ends - you may find that he responds better to a polite, friendly request rather than a stern warning letter.

     

     

    If that doesn't work then go back to the University accommodation people - and if neccessary contact the University Disability Office/Occupational Health people and also your University's NUS - Disability rep - if they put pressure on, you may "suddenly" find a solution comes about.

     

     

    :)


  3. If it helps the only thing I've done so far is buy a present for my niece a book (the In The Night Garden 2010 Annual) No tree, cards, presents or other decorations yet. I don't even know where I'm going to be Christmas day!

     

    Borders vouchers all round anyone?.... :whistle::P

     

     


  4. I have to say it is quite possible.

     

    On the subject of other fictional characters I've often thought Phileas Fogg had some ASD/Asperger's - I mean heating the water to 31 degreese precisely, being woken at 8:32 precisely, knowing how many steps it was to the Reform Club - that has to set ruddy great alarms bells ringing?! Surely? :lol:

     

    :D


  5. That's a very good way of summing it up IANS. :clap:

     

    Pretty precisely how I feel. What is "normal" anyway? It's just a construct brought about by society. And who are they to say what is and isn't normal. In the 2.5 years since my diagnosis I'm accepting myself and liking myself more and more. Anyone who wants me (or anyone else for that matter) to become "normalised" or what have you can, go ahem... "do very unpleasant things to themselves" (so to speak!)

     

    :D

     

     

     

     


  6. All of the artists I could think of were already mentioned.

     

    I play drums. I'm in a punk band. I can read some drum music.

     

     

    Cool. Do you play your own stuff or other people's? What's your influences and style, old school or more modern?

     

    I can't play any instruments unfortunately. I would reckon on quite a few musicians being autistic or having Aspergers. I can think of some that I think would be, but that aren't especially diagnosed.

     

    :)


  7. I can imagine: having actors actually performing/speaking the words you've written; must be some experience! :thumbs:

     

    It is. But in that hide-behind-the-sofa sort of a way. The nerves were terrible.

     

    I preferred doing my performance poetry at least I was in control of everything then (still blinking nerve-wracking mind!). And I liked shouting at people. I am probably going back to the performance actually, so if anyone wants to hear/see something that is at turns; bitter, twisted, vitrolic, weird, funny, insane, angry and poetic - then I'm your man! :lol:

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