#stimulation wasnt kidding

[nico-the-overlord]

.this website is making me break out into manic cackling

[punishedmemelia]

why is being a member of society so difficult. get me outta here!

[dullgecko]

Goblins being nocternal makes a lot of sense. They're small, safer to be out at night since they have good dark vision. Probably hunt mostly around dawn and dusk and spend the daylight hours sleeping and hidden away.

School hours would ABSOLOUTLY mess with Riz's circadian rhythm. Naturally he'd want to sleep around 9-10am, and if he pushes through that then he would hit the other side where he's wired and a little manic and CANT sleep at night properly (especially since his version of 'pushing through' seems to be trying to consume his own body weight in stimulants).

If he doesnt manage to win the fight against sleep at that time of day though, you could literally shake him like a ragdoll and he wouldnt fully wake up immediatly. He would wake up, but he'd be groggy and cranky and if he clocks the movement as not a threat he conks right back out again.

Its that kind of sleep-walking half-awake state where you could kindof ask him questions and get semi-coherant answers but he wouldnt remember if you asked him later. This is the danger state though, because if he does not recognise you half-asleep brain doesnt pull punches (or regulate how hard he bites).

If the bad kids know he's in their bag and he doesnt answer them after the first couple pats to the side, they usually leave him be (and its safe to grab their pencil case/text book or whatever else they need from inside without a mauling, because even passed out completely he'll clock its his friends as long as they give him a heads up). If he's still out like a light over lunch time Fabien will just suck it up and eat cafeteria food and leave his home-packed lunch mostly untouched (oh yes The Ball, i wasnt hungry do you think you can finish off that sandwich I would hate for it to go to waste).

It happens a lot more in winter becasue its so cold, and being wrapped up in one of his bigger teammates spare jacket or scarf that was shoved in the bottom of their bag is so comfy and muffles outside noise better. The cold does wake him up faster though, so open the bag at your own risk because the grumpiness doubles (sneaking secret head-pats is a lot harder in winter, there is a higher chance he will remember).

[pedge-page]

For piss kink I think it would be a good scenario to have Joel and reader staying at a hotel and having to share a bathroom. They get back from a night out and she has to go but unfortunately so does he. She sits on the toilet and goes while he aims in between her legs.

Shared Room

Joel Miller x F!Reader

Warnings: PISS KINK, 18+ ONLY

Your date weekends out with Joel are usually filled with great music on the road, drunken grinding on each other in a bar, and shared insatiable sex in the hotel room booked for the two of you.

Except this weekend, Joel’s truck needing maintenance on the side of the road for 4 hours, radio shorted out, the bars were packed with too many other drunk “just turned 21 year olds” barfing on one another, and hotel reservation canceled last minute for overbooking wasnt exactly the fun you had planned.

You’re exhausted, hungry, and above all, need to go relax in a private bathroom that didn’t involve the rest of the world going to shit around your day.

Joel ALSO was looking forward to it.

Now checked into a dingy motel, more drunk than you had intended because you were trying to have a good time and not get annoyed by the kids in the “oldies” club. You to stumble to the door, clutching the big lump of a man, desperate to make it in and to the toilet before you end up looking like a kid peeing herself.

Joel gave you one look, seeing the way you sway back and forth crossing your legs, and narrows his eyes. You narrow yours too, and peek his crotch and his little inward flinches, before back to his gaze. A moment of silent passes before he’s turning the key, and you’re both shoving passed the other barring into the hallway in the dark, punching around to find the bathroom door. Joel’s already unbuckling his pants but you luckily slide your skirt and panties down in one swift motion and sit your ass on the toilet in front of him.

“Fuck!” He shouts in defeat. 

You smile triumphantly, but also in relief, as your liquids rush out of you with just the nick of time.

His eears twitch at the sound of your piss trickling into the toilet loudly, splashing the water and echoing the entire bathroom. 

He doesn’t stop the frantic, now slightly angered, tearing of his jeans down. “Spread.”

You stare up at him with big eyes, unsure yet curious as your thighs part. He fists his slightly limp cock and aims it towards the narrow slit of the basin before sighing, and a rush of yellow urine shots from his slit down into the toilet.

“Hey!” You shout, but don’t dare move as your shared pee fills the toilet.

“Lift your shirt,” he says, grinning as he steadies himself.

You ball your top and grasp it between your teeth, revealing your breasts pressed tightly in your pull up bra.

You hum, watching him stand above with his cock in his hand, the stead rush of both of your filled bladders emptying together.

You try not to lick your lips at each twitch of his dick, slowly hardening under your gaze, leaning back to get a full appreciation of him.

He tugs up just a bit, and his jet of piss hits right on your exposed clit. “UFMM!” You gasp, nearly letting your shirt slip from your teeth, startled at the warm pelt of his hot urine splattering on your little nub just perfectly.

“Ahhh, that’s the spot, ain’t it?”

You nod, eyelids feeling heavy from the relentless pleasure stimulating your clit. He hears the stuttering of your piss start and stop, affected now by your little throbs of your cunt.

Joel pumps his cock and tilts his stream up to now splash all over your belly before forcing the last shot of piss between your tits. Before you could protest, Joel yanks his shirt off and shimmies out of his pants entirely.

“Get in the shower and clean your little tits off, or I’ll make you suck my cock clean since you wanna be a selfish little piss bitch.”

[weevilsart]

MASSIVE CW: Vent, suicide mentioned, Drug and alcohol addiction, Caffiene addiction, Accidental Overdose, child abuse mentioned, mental health neglect, medical malpractice, mental hospitalization, police brutality, prison mentioned, AND THIS IS A VERY POLITICAL POST (FAR LEFTISM (I am a anarchocommunist)) PLEASE ASK ME TO ADD MORE CW IF NEEDED,

It really bothers me how I will never relate to or feel nostalgic to late 2000s to early 2010s post about elementary school.. I see picture of the inside of buses, school activities, and all of that, I can’t relate to any of it.. I didn’t go to elementary school and I only did 2 months of 7th grade and 1 week as a freshman and 1 fucking day as a sophomore, the rest of my schooling was at alternative schools that sucked and homeschooling which I can’t remember most of it cause at the time I was still actively being abused, I see my three youngest siblings and how they are still in school, how they got to learn and have friends, and I have none of that.. my two older siblings also have been to and completed high school, I have nothing.. I was too autistic and weird and mentally Ill to have done anything, I had been hospitalized twice and fucking spent my whole summer of 2018 (my last year in my home state) in a fucking residential program that said they were duel diagnosis BUT THEY ONLY FOCUSED ON THE KIDS THERE THAT HAD DRUG AND ALCHOL ADDICTIONS AND THEY COMPLETELY IGNORED MY CAFFEINE ADDICTION AND DOWNPLAYED IT SO MUCH THAT I GAVE UP ON QUITING they had FORCED me go to NA, MA, and AA meetings WHEN I DIDNT HAVE TO GO and they ignored my mental health, I LITERALLY HAVE BEEN STRUGGLING WITH SCHIZOAFFECTIVE DISORDER SINCE I WAS FUCKING 4 YEARS OLD AND IT TOOK 17 FUCKING YEARS TO GET A DIAGNOSIS CAUSE NO ONE WANTED TO DIAGNOSE A CHILD AND CAUSE OF THAT I WASNT ON ANTIPSYCHOTICS INTIL I WAS FUCKING 18!!!!! I WAS IN CONSTANT PSYCHOSIS AND I WAS PARANOID ALL THE FUCKING TIME AND I COULDNT DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT!! AND MY AUTISM AND ADHD WERE NEGLECTED CAUSE MY PARENT WERE TOO FOCUSED ON MY MENTAL ILLNESS AND MY TWO BROTHERS WHO WERE DIAGNOSED WITH AUTISM EARLY ON!!! I WAS DIAGNOSED AT 12 AND THEY DIDNT TELL ME INTIL I WAS 15!!!! I WAS CONSTANTLY DRINKING ENERGY DRINKS SO MANY IN A FUCKING DAY THAT I FUCKING OVERDOSED AND WAS UP FOR 3 WHOLE FUCKING DAYS AND MY MOM STILL DIDNT TAKE ME TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL AND I WAS DOING ALL THAT TO SELF MEDICATE MY ADHD AND I DIDNT GET PUT ONTO STIMULENTS INTIL I WAS 18 AND THEN MY PSYCH TOOK ME OFF CAUSE I DIDNT DO WHAT SHE TOLD ME TO AND I SPENT MONTHS TRYING TO GET A NEW PSYCHIATRIST AND WHEN I DID SHE PUT ME BACK ON THEM WITH NO STIPULATIONS CAUSE ITS FUCKED UP TO DO THAT!!!!AND I MISSED THE LAST 4 APPOINTMENTS WITH HER CAUSE THEY ARE ONLINE ONLY APPOINTMENTS AND I HAVE MEMORY FUCKNG ISSUES CAUSE OF LONG FUCKING COVID SO NOW IVE RUN OUT OF MY FUCKING RITALIN AND I HAVE TO SELF MEDICATE WITH ENERGY DRINKS TO FUNCTION PROPERLY BUT I HAVE A FUCKING HEART CONDITION AND SO NOW MY HEART RATE IS HIGHER THAN AVERAGE (USUALLY ITS 100 AND NOW ITS BEEN AROUND 150) CAUSE I DONT HAVE PROPER STIMULENTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK THE MENTAL AND MEDICAL HEALTH CARE SYSTEM IN THE FUCKING UNITED STATES OF FASCISM CAUSE NOW I HAVE FUCKED UP TEETH AND CAUSE I CANT GET THEM FUCKING FIXEX CAUSD I DONT HAVE FUCKING DENTAL INSURANCE CAUSE MY STATE INSURANCE DOSENT COVER DENTAL OR OPTICAL AND GUESS WHAT? BLINDNESS RUNS IN MY FAMILY AND MY VISION HAS BEEN SLOWLY DETERIORATING AND I JUST HAD TO PAY 80$ FUCKING DOLLARS TO SEE AN OPTRISTION AND I ONLY RECEIVED 628$ A MONTH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

FUCK THE SYSTEM FUCK CAPITALISM FUCK CHRISTOFASCISM FUCK THE GOVERNMENT FUCK COPS FUCK THE PRISON INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX FUCK THE MILITARY INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX FUCK IT ALL

I AM FULL OF SO MUCH FUCKING RAGE I SWEAR I COULD TAKE ON THE WHOLE POLICE FORCE HERE BUT I KNOW I CANT AND THAT IT JUST BE POLICE ASSISTED SUICIDE!!!!!!!

[sweet-milky-tea705]

I wasnt kidding when i said today animal was german shepherd. I went out to get that waffle house and i was so scared. Really channeling the under-stimulated anxious suddenly overstimulated energy. I got that fucking mediocre waffle and coffee though god bless

[loveisbraveandwild]

i’m currently a community college student, considering becoming a librarian. was your degree/your job very technology heavy (like, are you working with computers for a large portion of your day)? do you have any advice? would you mind sharing a brief ‘day in the life’?

omg!! i loooove being a librarian!! school was very chill, i did my program online and didnt really build a community, but classes were very easy and i graduated with a 4.0! there’s definitely a trend in the programs and work towards more tech work. my program was also focused on becoming a school librarian, so we did a lot of like teaching digital literacy stuff!! i didnt really like working at the public library. it was very under stimulating for me and i wasnt trained to be a first responder and thats a lot of the work in urban public libraries. i also didnt really like serving adults lol i became a librarian to work w kids. i love love love working at a school. my school is pretty lowkey, but last year the school i was at was very intense. so depending on where you end up you might be teaching all day every day or you might not. my library class structure with the kids are 1-3 books for read aloud related to that grade specific unit and then 15 minutes to browse the school library and check out books. when i dont have students, im planning classes, helping teachers by supporting their digital work or pulling books to support their curriculum, or doing library/collection maintenance! happy to answer more questions!! just ask:)

[jewishdragon]

i actually tried reading percy jackson when i was in the target age group (i got the first two books for a birthday).

i recall liking the first book but not really loving it and never read the second one.

its also funny to me that not only was i the target age, i was the target audience (kid with ADHD, yes diagnosed), but Percy's flavor of ADHD was the exact opposite to mine (he struggled to pay attention in school while my brain was like 'oh shit education = best form of stimulation') so he wasnt relatable to me in the slightest.

i did read them within the last few years (and i mean ALL the PJO series not just the original five books). Absolutely loved them as an adult. Magnus Chase i think is my favorite, then trials of apollo (the most recent series. Riordan's writing improved and his worldview has expanded and he learned from the criticism for his other books on how he mishandled his well-meaning desire to increase character diversity. you can feel his growth as an author)

(also a lot of people complain about him putting kids that follow certain religions into his books where specific gods exist and i GET that is uncomfortable but also im pretty sure i remember an interview with him about how he did this bc children of those cultures would ask him to put people like them in his books. he saw kids who wished to see themselves in his books and while he should have worked with sensitivity readers, he did a decent job making those wishes come true and i respect that a lot)

[the1312daysofchristmas]

hi i wanted to ask something but also share something personal as well. my q is: do you feel like your relationship w social media has changed? meaning, do you catch / notice when you are on it for too long and you start to notice, and then you say: okay let's take a break. for me, i have been online for a long time ever since i was a kid, and now my relationship to it is i only limit myself an hour to being on my phone. as an adult now i am no longer social media "obsessed". like, when i am in school i am not thinking about online, i am present when im at school. i feel like i am really close to just deleting sm tbh. it does not grant me happiness like it used to. now as an adult i feel this need to live my life freely.

i also wanted to ask what are ur thoughts on content influencers? to me when i see these ppl i think...i could never post about everything about my life, but then again understanding that it is just a highlight reel. no one is posting every sad / frustrating thing that happens in their life as influencer, only the "great" parts.

this is an interesting question! i think ive never really had a relationship to social media where i feel like i need to post constantly or felt pressured to share everything. while im definitely the most online out of my household, compared to a lot of other people im not really very present online. i dont like using twitter, i only really use instagram to look at and post art and occasionally post a picture of my cat or nature or food on my main account, i dont really get up to much and i never use facebook unless i have to. i hate it. even here on tumblr i dont post a lot about my personal life unprompted, and this is the social media site i use the most by far. i do scroll tumblr a lot, i do watch a lot of youtube videos (though almost exclusively video essays on politics and recently also artist vlogs) and i do notice myself scrolling a bit too much, particularly when im overstimulated but instead of doing something less stimulating im anxious and looking for a distraction so i like. scroll harder. but ive never been like doing something else and thought 'man, i wish i was scrolling right now'. i dont really know. i do have trouble putting my phone down, like when i need to sleep, but i have trouble putting ANYTHING down. games, books, art or writing or projects im working on, music im listening to, i dont think tumblr is special, its just another activity for me to be distracted by.

all that being said, i did leave social media for a while. i had a really bad experience in a fandom on tumblr (not the pwams incident. that led me to step away from bandom and move to another fandom) and honestly it made me realise that the problem i had with social media wasnt that i was using it too much, but that i had a toxic relationship with the communities i was interacting with on there. the nature of my relationship to social media was unhealthy, not the fact that i had one that was a large part of my life. i think when i wasnt using any social media i actually wasnt in a great place either, because i was isolated from people id cared about, especially since i had just undergone a very traumatic incident, and because of that became very isolated from my in person friends as well, even before the pandemic pushed me away from even the acquaintances i had made. i was worried about coming back to tumblr, but i think ive grown and learned in such a way that i know how i like to comport myself in cyberspaces, and that its been good for me in a way. which is weird, but. i think id kind of have to go in depth about my life and how the pandemic affected me and the specific nature of coming of age in st lucia and stuff. which i dont want to do haha.

as for influencers. i hate the concept. i understand it, and i dont universally hate influencers as a whole, but like. theres this specific kind of content creator where the thing they are sharing is just their life and there isnt like a specific thing theyre logging, like an artist sharing their creative process and how they manage their life around that, or a chef sharing recipes, and its not like theyre doing it just to do it, they have the goal of growing a following, and theyre not advertising anything but themself, like JUST themself, as a person-brand, and i find that so deeply annoying and repulsive. and like thats strong wording its a dog eat dog world and the girlies of all genders need to secure the bag like i get it. i get it. but its revolting to me. like. the vlogbrothers werent trying to get famous they were using youtube to communicate with each other and as an open video diary and people found them to be interesting personalities to watch. right. do you get it. annoyingly i gotta put myself out there if i want people to find my art and pins and stuff so i have to fuckin. make videos. sell people on me. the idea of making vlogs makes me dry heave bc im not important i dont want to have to sell myself like im important i dont want to put my face on a camera and implicitly say with every quirky performed statement i make 'i matter, pay attention to me, i need to exist so look at me' but unfortunately i might have to. a video essay i could do. thats me saying something. but a vlog? with the goal of people finding my stuff? good god. it sounds like poison.

[221btardisimpalawithloki]

hot mic au fucked up backstory that wont be relevant to the plot at all but I cant stop thinking about it

dean

john and mary got divorced when dean was 4 years old

one weekend john took dean and sam for a boys camping trip and just. never went back

mary tried her best to track them down but it was the 80s so after a few years she had to mourn and move on with the assumption they were either dead or gone forever

dean and sam grew up motel-hopping with their mostly-absent usually-drunk dad. it wasnt great

dean was able to get his GED, and he scrounged around a few years saving up to maybe go to college?

dean takes out some loans and uses up his savings to graduate with a journalism degree just in time for the economy to crash in 2008

cas saves him from true catastrophe at around this time

they bond really fast and usually try to find jobs in the same markets but it doesnt always work out. both need to be near each other but neither is willing to risk it all by coming out in a homophobic and image-obsessed industry

Dean's increased profile catches his moms attention, and they are able to reconnect before she dies

dean gets a job in his current market and decides to move in with his brother and his brother's roommate

then, the events of the fic

cas

cas was the youngest child for years

until his father got remarried! meet his new oldest child, jimmy

the novaks were an influential family in Illinois. it's a shame you lose that influence if you divorce the head of the family

cas was able to go to school and even get his phd in meteorology, but discovered his true passion lies in science communication

he meets dean and pulls him out of a bad situation, and they adhere closely enough that hes willing to take low local station pay over pursuing a long-shot deal with the discovery channel or something

during all this his family falls apart. some kid does a 23&me and reveals hes cas' nephew, while his half-niece's family falls apart

shes out of illinois and helping cas with his lease the second she can

then, the events of the fic

sam

shares a lot of the early stuff with dean, but with the added joy of having a controlling brother in addition to an absent father

gets a full ride for undergrad and makes a close group of friends

has a really bad experience with his friend kelly's asshole boyfriend

his girlfriend dies also during this time

he gets into law school where he develops a stimulant habit

he has a practice and hes gotten his use under control when kelly dies so he takes in her son

he is a lot more normal about getting back in contact with their mom than dean is

his love life is too complex to fathom. polyamorous dyke drama out the wazoo

his brother signs a 2-year contract with the local news station so they move back in together and things seem to be going okay

the events of the fic

writing Sam's bit I just realized this reads like the miku binder blurb

[joompheart]

hehehe my funny new youtube guy did a fun football annecdote I love when people are in to sports its cute I can appreciate sports I like them more than I did when I was younger and only wanted to play videogaems I'm not super interested in playing them but I can enjoy watching them now and I definately ought to do physical activity so I appreciate doing some casual frisbee or whatever I used to be on a lacrosse team in middle school actually i was terrible but its kinda fun and weirdly I didn't even play for my school I played fora different school because I guess mine didnt ahve a lacrosse team idk how that worked its fun to use those sticks to cradle the ball and whip it back and forth and its funny that hitting eachother's sticks is a big part of the game. like literally smack the other guys stick so the ball falls out of their net but I sucked. actually playing the game wasnt fun because I wasn't good enough to do anything other than try to be at attention in my zone on the field and make shitty attempts to do what im supposed to whenever the ball came near like I did get the ball from time to time but I would either lose it by getting smacked or just fail to get it or whatever I think i made less than or equal to 3 actual passes in real games which were not even necesarilly sound tactical moves the big thing I learned is that it's really hard to know what to do when I don't have eyes int he back of my head and kinda poor spatial awareness but I was ok in practice. just throwing the ball back and forth is nice and I'm an obedient kid who will do your running drills can you tell I've taken my stimulant pill

[sqiggle]

things I didn't like about my old riding instructors

Abused my horses

Screamed at me and wouldn't tell me how Tom improve and just said I was doing it wrong

When I was over stimulated I was lectured about how I was bad at at riding and how I messed up (it was 12 at night)

There kid harrased me (sorta fair we just hated eachother)

There kid told me the Trophy I won was a participation award (it wasnt)

Got mad at me when there horse was not trained properly and wouldn't move because "I kicked it to much"

THEY STOLE MY FUCKING SADLE (it's fine it was 15 dollars)

Now we go into the, is this messed up?

"if you fall off you get up as close as possible so that if the judges see you on the ground there gonna call a ambulance"

"If I loose my mum will beat me." -my trainers kid

They said they "trained" our horse, later the first time my mum got on her she threw her off and she broke her back

Anyways idk if that counts as trama

[postmoderntongues]

Kind of curious about the "disastrous rave" if you care to share

So this is the only pic we have of the night because it was such a shitshow. Taking the picture in front is my friend Odysseus. Im the one in the overalls, the boy with the sticks was a friend of a friend who was really nice but smelled really bad, and behind him in the pink tank top is my friend Dandy. We had this farm reserved for this EDM show that fell through at the last minute, and we wound up instead "renting" the building where the Terminus scenes of Walking Dead were filmed. We had no money (that wasnt for drugs) so the guy organizing got the owners agree to let us throw the party there if we "micro cleaned" because there was still dye stains where the trough was and there were cigarette butts all over the courtyard from the previous show. So we get there expecting to pick up trash and they want us to mop the halls (pictured above) and tried to get me to clean a dirty bathroom and I was like This Barbie Does Not Clean Bathrooms. So we finish cleaning and take our drugs (5 tabs acid, 2 tabs 25-i, 3 hits molly which i should have spaced out because it was the crash that started my bad trip). But anyway I go to a corner store to get some chewing gum so I don't crack a tooth and realize very quickly that I am in a neighborhood that may not be the safest place to throw a rave. Crackheads showed up, paid the $5 entrance fee, and congregated almost immediately after we opened up. The first DJ was one of the worst id ever heard, he literally kept adjusting the volume of this boring EDM track and was on for like 2 hours. Dandy, who is 5 feet tall and 80lbs, is running the entryway. It gets dark. I crash on the molly pretty hard and take more 25-i thinking the stimulant will rejuvenate me. So Im looking around the dark, and I know everybody is a mile beyond fucked up, and I start noticing congregations of gentlemen all wearing similar colors, not mixing with the other congregations of gentlemen wearing their own similar colors, and recognize on multiple people what i know was a gun tucked into a waistband under a t-shirt (having dated a gang member in high school, it is easy to spot when you know what to look for) so there was not only obvious gang activity but people were armed. A fight breaks out between a group of guys and my friend Odysseus and this kid literally takes a bottle to his nose exactly like that scene in "Pans Labyrinth". Crushed it fucking flat, gushing blood, I spirit him away to under the DJ booth (smelly kid was spinning and his set was actually one of the few good ones of the night) but im terrified that the place is about to erupt in gunfire because wed listened to Eminem's "One Shot Two Shot" on the ride up and I couldnt get it to stop looping in my head and i took it as a warning and hid inside a subwoofer with B (Odysseus popped another molly and re-joined the party) and made him call a friend to pick him up. We show up unannounced without the car at his parents house with our faces full of face paint high as kites and ride it out in his room (this was the third time his parents met me). His dad refuses to talk to him, on fathers day, because we abandoned the car (even though B said wed both been drinking and the location was unsafe). I left a very... unflattering voicemail on the organizer's phone and we headed back to town. Odysseus' wife was my boss at the time and gave me a week off after hearing what a traumatic nightmare it was. Never went to a festival/rave without professional security again. Second-worst EDM experience of my life.

[ajoytobeheld]

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September 7th, 2007

Hello, It has been a while since we have written an actual blog, so it is difficult to know where to begin on filling you in on our North American adventures. Lets start with the important stuff; we ate Sushi and Twinkies, we drank Amaretto Sours and Mountain Dew and we saw Ashlee Simpsons new nose. Then we settled in the lovely township of Quinte West to begin dissapointing everyone with our as yet unnamed noise concept debut. During our three weeks here we have learnt a lot about ourselves, mostly about Ollie and his wonderful Mary Poppins style of existance.

From this point forward this blog is called “An Ode To Ollie,” Ollie has embraced the town and has climbed up a mountain (literally not methaphorically) and surrended his wild locks to a local barber emerging an even more handsome version of himself. (At this point Ellen would like to add that she has also sampled the local hairdressers, unfortunately her experience was not as pleasant and she had to have her hair done twice due to a translation issue.) Ollie has also taken it upon himself to wash up, tidy, put away and cook and generally amaze us all with his Delia Smith/Martha Stewart/Nigella Lawson housekeeping ways. He has also upped his Oestrogen levels by doing the Nell McAndrew “Ultimate Challenge” workout dvd with the ladies of the house…Mr Motivator has nothing on him, so keep an eye out for “Exercising with Ollie Campesinos!” at your local Woolworths branch this Xmas. We have also celebrated a Campesinos! birthday whilst being here, with Harriet reaching the ripe old age of 22. There was wine, beer, nibbles (oh the nibbles), more wine, more beer and some champagne! There was also a tasty Tiramisu (lovingly prepared by Tom) here is a photo of it on Gareths face.

Tom was slightly dissapointed to find that the crackhouse next door was being torn down during our second week, we have left him to get over this loss by encouraging him to visit the “massage parlours” which are dotted around town. We have been indulging in some wonderful tv treats, such as the brilliant and thought provoking America’s/Canada’s/Britain’s next top model, arrested development (hopefully that balances out the superficiality of the aforementioned programs) and have viewed one of the most heart warming, tear jerking and mentally demanding films ever to be made: the intellectually stimulating “In Her Shoes.” This film was not given enough credit when on general release, according to IMDB it wasnt even nominated for an Oscar! The “men” of the band have been watching football whilst playing football manager and talking about going to play football at the local football pitch. The recording has been going well, with good progress being made whilst consuming vast quanities of Dorito’s, Ben and Jerry’s, cookies and for the smokers of the band far too many Marlboro Lights (other cigarettes are avaliable.) There is also a rather disturbing sewn image of Barbar in the studio which has led us to not only question the moral implications of enforcing monarchical ideas in childrens cartoons but inspired us to make our most interesting work to date. Hopefully. Maybe. On that note, we’re off to see Superbad, coz it looks well good and Mr Beans Holiday finished yesterday before we had a chance to enjoy that visual feast. Gutted. Also, Ellen has lost her bank card and Aleks’ bank won’t let her take any money out so if any of you generous souls would like to wire some money our way it would be much appreciated. Can you still wire money? Anyway, thats it kids. lots of love and hugs from Alek, Ellen and everyone in the LC! camp

[mistermaxwellboucherdieasilived]

just read a post with the sentence "the peak of your life was in elementary school" and i need to go lie down

[atmiger224]

What’s is the most appropriate way to interact with someone who has non-verbal autism with repetitive motions?