That’s all this is
For someone on the spectrum like me getting disappointed is a pain. As is having to do certain things you’re just not ready to do.
Today they’re cleaning at the shelter, which means I have to go somewhere else. So I’m now at the library fuming and dreading the experience. If being autistic is supposed to be magickal I’d sooner be mundane.
In other news I’ve learned I don’t qualify for a housing project. Seems I’m too old. Seems these folks want people 60 or younger, and in another 4 days I’m turning 64. I say this is discrimination and I say the Hell with them.
On the other hand I’ve been pre-qualified for a few medical studies. Any come to San Diego I do qualify for I should be able to get some extra money. But don’t let that stop you from donating—button in sidebar.
Now I’ve got documents to produce, then add them to this blog. You stay healthy
You have Opus—Bloom County, Pip—Sequential Art, and Sparky—This Modern World; how many other comic strip penguins are there out there?
At the moment I am sort of on the street. That folks at Alpha Project San Diego want me in a better apartment, and to do that I have to be homeless. I’m currently at the Bridge Shelter at 16th and Newton, and while they do provide food, it’s not something i can really handle. That means I could use money for food I can handle, and drinks to wash it down. So send what you feel you can and I’ll hit a local diner or two.
Hopefully I’ll have a new apartment by this May.
I’m going through some stress, thanks to my having to move to a shelter so I qualify for a supported apartment. I’m really not handling matters at all well. Such a gift is autism—sarcasm intentional.