I just caught up

"Beginnings - a journal". I looked at that name and realised, 'Hey, it bears an ethereal and poetic resemblance to "Beginnings - a journey". Then I wondered if I could pretend that I had meant that all along in some fantastically poetry-in-motion look-at-the-art-in-that way. Then I realised that I probably wouldn't be able to con anyone, and besides, I had just admitted it to everyone, so it was proabably pretty pointless trying. So I didn't.

Sometimes I have these thoughts, and I wonder, 'Is this abnormal?' You see, one of my sons, Alex, is going through the process of formal diagnosis of Asperger's Syndrome (if you don't undertand what Asperger's is, have a look at the A4 site), and as we go through all the information and rigmorall, I find that I am probably an undiagnosed case of Asperger's. Looking at Alex from the outside, I see myself and it makes much of my childhood make sense. At times I find it not a little scary.

My childhood, now there is a murky place that I delve into very carefully. On campus yesterday, in CHI13, I had to write about the worst time in my life, and I have to admit, it sounded pretty grim. But it is not good for myself to sink into that self-centred pit of despair and general moaning about. I am only too aware of how many other people had childhoods in a whole different league of unpleasantness than mine. I also am coming to beleive that unpleasant childhoods are very much the norm.

Anyway, what a laugh CHI13 was, ha ha ha. Nevertheless, yesterday was a good day, although a tiring one (not because of excessive physical activity, but merely because I only got one hours sleep the night before). I caught up on a lot of on campus stuff, and even got some editing (and I am not talking about a paragraph, but MORE) done on V. Then I got home and got a cake, and children loving me for my cake, and a CD ('The Joshua Tree' by U2, by gum). Then, I went camping with Josh.

For those of you who are reading this (I have this delusion that people will actually read this), it is winter here. Maybe you are sitting in the Northern Hemisphere, watching the Olympics and thinking, "By gum, I'd like to go camping - look at that sunshine!". Well, here it is raining and cold enough for me to say that it's cold. But we went camping anyway! And it was fun, and I slept badly, and that's what it's all about, and we ate sausages and hamburgers, and they were disgusting, and that's what it's all about, and we got muddy and smokey, and that's what it's all about.

Now I have to catch up with some assignments for NET11 now that I've caught up, but first I had to catch up, and now I have.