Sometimes it ain't easy being autistic. What with all the horrible stuff and all the excitement and anticipation, my brain is firing off all over the place. I'll have to be very careful when I go out. The last thing I need is another fall.
Here is the good stuff. Yesterday I had some unwanted large stuff taken to the local tip. I hated that chest of drawers, and thoroughly enjoyed smashing the cunt up.
Just now I spoke to the removals people, so now I'm not worried about it anymore. Just before that I emailed the tenants' association re the animals downstairs. I've finally got it orf me chest.
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