More about Aspergers

It's another ordinary day. I've been awake for some three and a half hours, but haven't managed to move yet. I'm sitting here smoking, with my brain firing in all directions at once. I've taken by blood pressure tablets, so I hope I'll start to calm down in a minute.
By and large I'm feeling very happy, but am worn out from the constant barrage of mental activity. How I ever managed to hold a job down is beyond me. I know I can do it though; I did it before.