I used to be a confident, socially successfull NT and the life and soul of the party. I had a basket of condoms by my bed (frequently used) and a shelf of football trophies. Then I got a fever one day from too much partying and put an old themometor in my mouth to take my heat. I slipped on a condom and bit down on it by mistake, and the mercury went down my throat. Now the condom basket has been replaced by a little doll of Mr Spock, and the trophies replaced by a collection of star trek videos.
I am what you see before you today - pure aspie.