I can't remember a night that awful. Would Not Stop.

I had one of those recently. At my brother's and with a full house. I just couldn't stop the terrors or calm down. It was awful and it would not stop. The only small blessing is that I did have a door to my room and was freaking the fuck out and panicking in private. It was horrid. I got through the next morning through sheer will.

I quickly go from nose-wrinkling itchiness to JESUS CHRIST IT'S A LION GET IN THE CAR.

Okay, I watched the beginning of the video of the woman TOUCHING THE CAMERA, and I pretty much had this reaction.

Bob Ross is nice, though.

Okay, I watched the beginning of the video of the woman TOUCHING THE CAMERA, and I pretty much had this reaction.

Oh absolutely! She is creepy.

I know you all were on the edge of your seats, but here's what I did with the ripened avocados: I mashed one and mixed it with some pico de gallo from the store and we ate that quick guacamole with our chicken tacos for dinner!

I have more avocado that I think I will eat for breakfast tomorrow with more pico and eggs.Yay!!!!

I love avocados....I wish the squirrels who took them off our trees would either eat the whole thing or at least not leave semi-ripe ones with one bit out at the bottom of our stairs.

We also have kumquats on a tree. I live in a weird house. I think all of the fruit trees are making me sicker.

JESUS CHRIST IT'S A LION GET IN THE CAR.

The more I read this, the funnier it gets. What do you call that? Does it have a groovy acronym?

I love avocados....

Cause they are amazing and so wonderful.

Once I take Benedryl.

JESUS CHRIST IT'S A LION GET IN THE CAR.

The more I read this, the funnier it gets.

Oh, yay, it's not just me.

This also keeps getting funnier the more I read it:

"DON'T YOU FUCKING TRY TO GENTLE ME YOU CREEPY MOTHERFUCKER WHO I AM NOW SETTING ON FIRE"

I don't think the whisper videos are the end-all be-all of ASMR-- like I said, they do nothing for me, among other reasons for the sibilance/popping reasons noted, but here's the Slate article that describes other circumstances: [link]

Bob Bob doesn't really have it but knows he experienced it once during a haircut. Haircuts do it for me too. This whole finding out what ASMR is has been kind of amazing. I know I first identified the experience when I was five and it was naptime during daycare-- kind of a soft murmur. I never put together the common stimuli until finding out about the acronym though. So neat.

And now my evening is full of drama on the CTA. One guy on the platform screaming and ranting, another jumping down onto the tracks multiple times and then a train with failing breaks pulling into the station. Now my coat and hair smell like burning (or welding).