You'll probably notice something very similar in my entries. I quite often write a word when I mean a different one entirely, they just look similar or are pronounced similarly enough, or i'll substitute a random noun for the one I mean... I do it when speaking too, I'm trying to think of a good example, but I can't, but I'm likely to say "give me the chicken" when I mean "give me the book" or whatever. You'll also notice errors caused by me thinking in the wrong language. With friends who speak several, I don't even try to control it. I'd give examples, but I think English is our only common language.
I'm ambidextrous too, but I forced myself to be so as a child (was originally right handed, now right is still stronger, but left is very good. I spent hours writing the alphabet with my left hand when I was eight, after a friend broke her arm and I realised how useful it would be to know how to write with both), and I have synaesthesia (music --> colour, emotion --> colour), which causes me to use strange metaphors. And most people who meet me in person, if they know even a little bit about autism tend to ask, after a little while, whether I'm autistic. (Not diagnosed, much of what I've read about autism fits, but eh, I've got enough diagnosises. Don't need more.)
I have a genius IQ, but I don't put a whole lot of weight in IQ tests. I know someone who's IQ is probably about 60 points less than mine, and she's far more successful than I am (probably not in society's eyes, but she's at least more productive than I am.
That's good to know about the hormones, I didn't know that. I don't think she's on them at all yet, she basically looks like a guy with long hair.
The initial stages of any relationship are hard. Hard to know how to reach out, hard to read other people's signals, hard to know whether you're pushing too much or too little.
I seem to end up "good old best friend too" quite a bit. Annoying.
There have to be more people like us though, because it really is the best way to go about it. You don't want someone you only like when you're in bed with them. It's a great way to hide the fact that there's nothing else keeping the relationship going. You want someone that you like eating dinner with and you like watching tv with and you like doing housework with, and you like going shopping together and you like talking to them. Sex is fun and all, but it's not a very firm foundation for a relationship. I hope you find her :)
The war is far from won over here in East-Central Europe, and we know it. We have one club, and now it's been overrun by straight people and advertising itself as the gay club that lots of straight people come to because it's so fun! And it really is in the gays' best interests (even just monetarily) to not chase away the lesbians (who don't like straight men coming to their club to oggle at them or worse.) The problem is much more involved than that, but my knowledge of what's going on is somewhat privileged.
So we cross the border, and go to a small club whose name isn't printed on the building, and ring the doorbell and pay our 100 dinars (a little more than a euro) and the bouncer lets us in and we go downstairs and dance to Serbian songs that only I like *g* for the privilege of being in a place, where everyone is queer and no one will bother us.
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Date: 2009-06-03 07:53 pm (UTC)I'm ambidextrous too, but I forced myself to be so as a child (was originally right handed, now right is still stronger, but left is very good. I spent hours writing the alphabet with my left hand when I was eight, after a friend broke her arm and I realised how useful it would be to know how to write with both), and I have synaesthesia (music --> colour, emotion --> colour), which causes me to use strange metaphors. And most people who meet me in person, if they know even a little bit about autism tend to ask, after a little while, whether I'm autistic. (Not diagnosed, much of what I've read about autism fits, but eh, I've got enough diagnosises. Don't need more.)
I have a genius IQ, but I don't put a whole lot of weight in IQ tests. I know someone who's IQ is probably about 60 points less than mine, and she's far more successful than I am (probably not in society's eyes, but she's at least more productive than I am.
That's good to know about the hormones, I didn't know that. I don't think she's on them at all yet, she basically looks like a guy with long hair.
The initial stages of any relationship are hard. Hard to know how to reach out, hard to read other people's signals, hard to know whether you're pushing too much or too little.
I seem to end up "good old best friend too" quite a bit. Annoying.
There have to be more people like us though, because it really is the best way to go about it. You don't want someone you only like when you're in bed with them. It's a great way to hide the fact that there's nothing else keeping the relationship going. You want someone that you like eating dinner with and you like watching tv with and you like doing housework with, and you like going shopping together and you like talking to them. Sex is fun and all, but it's not a very firm foundation for a relationship. I hope you find her :)
The war is far from won over here in East-Central Europe, and we know it. We have one club, and now it's been overrun by straight people and advertising itself as the gay club that lots of straight people come to because it's so fun! And it really is in the gays' best interests (even just monetarily) to not chase away the lesbians (who don't like straight men coming to their club to oggle at them or worse.) The problem is much more involved than that, but my knowledge of what's going on is somewhat privileged.
So we cross the border, and go to a small club whose name isn't printed on the building, and ring the doorbell and pay our 100 dinars (a little more than a euro) and the bouncer lets us in and we go downstairs and dance to Serbian songs that only I like *g* for the privilege of being in a place, where everyone is queer and no one will bother us.