I have this thing about humiliation in stories--fanfic or original--and movies and even on TV shows. While I can stand a little bit and it doesn't precisely turn me off anything if it gets beyond a bit (say, someone falling on their face and getting cake all over themselves as they're heading over to meet the in-laws or something similar) I tend to ( Read more... )

Yesterday was amazing. Most days that occur when I sleep for four hours or so tend to be amazing, actually, but I think that’s all due to the fact that I get sleep deprived craziness coming on at around four o’clock so everything becomes so much more fun and, admittedly, I talk a lot more crap ( Read more... )

It's Christmas Eve and I'm sitting up in my room on a wooden chair with my arse hurting like a fucking bitch just like last year. This year, however, I have just stumbled up from downstairs, extracting myself from my little brother's grip and blathering about Toy Story 2 despite the fact that it was, you know, on right in front of me and I could ( Read more... )

Today I ventured into the wilderness of the shopping centre with nothing but my old Vans and a battered satchel that could do with a good wash for protection to try and finish my Christmas shopping. I have got my sisters', my brother's and both my parents, but unfortunately that still leaves another three to five people depending on whether certain ( Read more... )