So, my oldest son and I went grocery shopping with his iPad for the first time today, and it was amazing. (Clarification: My nine year old is on a middle-functioning level on the autism spectrum. He’s unable to communicate or make much eye contact, but is physically fully capable with high-functioning motor skills.) Before we left, I programed our list into the communication app (Proloquo2Go) and he was able to “tell” me via the app what we needed to get while shopping. He also told the checkers “thank you”, and even “asked” an employee where an item was located. There was also very little frustration and irritation on his part as he was so occupied with helping. It was just a very awesome experience, and I’m extremely thankful that we have this kind of technology available. If Steve Jobs were still alive, I’d track him down and kiss him, no matter how creepy that would be. And I would probably go to jail. But it would be worth it.
Unexpected Results
Joined forces with PetraTodd for this new WIP Sherlolly, Unexpected Results.
http://www.fanfiction.net/s/8156874/1/Unexpected_Results
It’d be great of you-all could give it a go and show it some love.
do you ever stop and realize that the average person doesn’t see homosexual subtext in every thing they read or watch
how do they manage?
(via sweeneyholmes)
Think I’m just about tapped for the night.
Now I’m laughing, thinking about what I was just writing.
Oh, pun definitely intended.
Small sneak peak (warning for porn teaser):
How she came to find herself in her current position, Molly wasn’t sure. Ten minutes ago she’d been preparing herself for bed, stumbling sleepily through her small flat to the bedroom; now she was bent over the footboard of her bed, naked, hands bound in front of her with Sherlock’s soft blue scarf.
She hadn’t seen him in nearly a week; he’d been out of town doing something for his brother, Molly wasn’t sure what, and she had a feeling that she really didn’t want to know. They’d been in their… relationship for a little over four months, if you could call it that, and things were good- he always kept her on her toes, at least.
At the moment, though, she found it very difficult to process rational thought as Sherlock was kneeling on the floor behind her, holding her legs open with his rather strong hands, doing indecent things with his tongue. His skill had progressed over the past few months; Sherlock certainly was a quick study, she’d give him that.
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Hopefully done and up sometime tomorrow.
What I’m writing now? Porn. Front to back, basically porn without plot. Teeth in the Grass outtake, and it involves Sherlock’s scarf.
Yeah… I don’t even know.
All the gigglesnorts first thing in the morning.More Lusty Sherlock!
Another peek into what REALLY goes on in that funny old head… ;)
Fanfic: Teeth in the Grass: Sherlolly Fic Awards
So I just found out that Teeth in the Grass has been nominated for three Sherlolly fic awards! Best Drama, Best Romance and Best Mystery!
Thank you so much to whoever nominated me. It really means a lot to me, and I’m especially proud of that story, so again, thank you.
Art request
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For thesocialhermit/Kassandra. She asked me to draw her post Reichenbach Fall Sherlock and Molly.
(via petratodd)
Just said the word balls more times in succession than I ever have before in my life.
Reading my youngest son a bedtime story. A Sesame Street bedtime story.
I cannot be the only parent that snickered uncontrollably when they read “balls on the wall” repeatedly.
And my kid’s looking at me like “what in the hell is wrong with you?”
Nothing, son. Nothing at all. Your mother just has the sense of humor of a fourteen year old boy.
5 Seconds of Every #1 Billboard Hot 100 Hit From 1993-2011
I rocked out SO MOTHERFUCKING HARD to this. It is WORTH the listen. Good Lord. SO cool.
Remembered about the first quarter of the songs.
(via compositionc)
