Me, ordering food for lunch: I'm so hungry. I would like one of everything.
Me, when the food arrives: Why do I *always* do this? This is enough food for 3 people! I'm not even hungry!
Seriously, though, I got my CT results and my echo results the day of the test. What is with this MRI angio that they're making me wait so long?! I want to know I don't have to think about this aneurysm again until next year.
Angiogram tomorrow morning and I would rather be doing just about anything else. My brain has decided this is the perfect time for some very unpleasant invasive thoughts. I just want to make it to Tuesday without falling apart.
What they mean is that some autistic people can mask themselves on the outside while destroying themselves on the inside - all to make allistics feel comfortable