It is important to be yourself, but, more important to be yourself proudly.

Monday, March 12, 2012

AAAAAND now, more on Radios!(Right after this quick* Commercial Break.)

      I guess I have a bit of an unnatural love for my radios.  They are my "babies".  I guess I have this thing about music(free music, all the moreso!).  I have grown up with a radio.  I have developed some weird music tastes/preferences due to this.

For Instance;
     I like the "crunch" that you hear in FM radio.  I think it makes some songs sound better than if the band were playing the song right in front of me. This is not normal.  

     So, basically, little things like that influence my taste in music, advertisements, basically anything auditory.  I LOVE my radio, it is my pride and joy.  You might even be able to say that is was my friend growing up.  Some of my fondest memories revolve around radios.

     To me, music is necessary.  I need it to calm down sometimes.
Being an Aspie** has a lot of ups and down,  Just like being an NT***.   My ups and downs are a little bit different, though.  When I am overwhelmed, thinking becomes a bit of a problem for me.  When I am like that-too sad/mad/over-stimulated/sensory-deeprived, music helps to sooth me and to make me feel better.

And so, my radios are very prized possessions for me.

I have two radios.
One is a clock-radio that I keep nex to my bed.  The face of it glows, it glows so brightly that it would keep me awake if I didn't face it down every night, although there is a downside to doing that.  It is scratched, a mega-super-number-marring-scratch is on the face and lots of little scratches make it look almost like it's dirty!

     My other radio is portable and from the '70's.  My Gramma**** bought it from Radio Shack for around $7.00 and if it wasn't used it would be worth about five times that much***** on popular auction sites, but
I don't plan on selling it any time soon.  It is red and is supposed to be for emergencies. 
Like when the power goes out.******
Or I am DEAD BORED after class gets let out.
Or...or....or...
...well, I think you get the picture.
     I take very good care of them both(except when I'm sleeping, unfortunately).  I know most of my generation are all hopped up on iPods and stuff, but I'd take a good book and a good music station and be happy for about an eternity or two.

Love,
AG








*LIES!(those breaks feel like they take hours, ugh)
**Aspie=person with Asperger's
***NT=neurotypical/relatively normal person
****Gramma=Ammamay's Mom
*****last time I checked, it was 36 or 37 dollars.
******There will one day be a post about this.  I swear it!

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