"I ain't ded"....to quote Terry Pratchett.
That actually hurt more than I expected.
Okay...news...I'm not adjusting to being out of school very well. My celiacs is now scaring me due to how much it damages things inside.
Last year, I got a really shitty ASD screening by someone who admitted the criterion he used was out of date. He came back with a bunch of gobbledygook. I finally found someone who specializes in ASD and can now relay that it is officially diagnosed.
On a side note, I've been working on more stories.
There was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good, she was very, very good, and when she was bad she was homicidal.
I am a lizard woman from the dawn of time, and this is my wife.