Ell's Place of Psychedelia and Psycho-iness

Alright guys,
proper post this time! Woo and yay etc.

I'm sure I've been enveloped in some kind of time-vortex or something - I wake up in the morning, and then suddenly I'm lying in bed at night reading. The days seem to be flying past, which is good, in a way. But in others, it is not, for I need time to realise what's happening! I still need to finish off this big colourful painting for Babis and his Bar, get some more guitar practise in maybe, do this freakin' English book review (who does book reviews any more?), oh, and finish the book I'm going to review, do some more comics, try and learn some more Greek (page 128, the swearwords mwahaha) and all that jive. I think it's this heat, it warps my brain or something. I never feel like I'm fully here, except when I'm swimming in the sea.

If you haven't gone snorkeling before, do it! It's wonderful here, lots of rocks and interesting fish, and the water's pretty warm. You can just float about looking at the rocks and sand beneath you, watching fish and getting carried along by the waves on the surface. I find it's a good place to think about stories and comics and stuff. You see some cool things sometimes - the day before yesterday I saw something move, and it was the same colour and texture as the rock below it. At first I thought it was a flatfish, so I dove down for a closer look, and saw it was some kind of curled up spiky fish thing. And then there's all the little silvery pearly fish that swim right on the surface, the thousands of little red ones that swim around you if you go out far enough, the normal black and white ones floating about happily, the colourful ones hiding between the reeds...
Then you can come out, skip over the hot sand, walk up the steps to the chill-out taverna and order yourself a lovely vanilla ice-cream milkshake and watch the sea glittering and the yoga retreat people talking about politically correct stuff.

ANYways pretty damn hot at the moment, even though the wind's blowing like a... er, I'll come back to that one.
Tomorrow mum's friend Wendy is coming out to stay for a week, which should be cool. Jamie and Jen went home on... crap. Thursday or Tuesday or something, so had a couple of days with no-one staying.

Saw The Most Coolest, Biggest And Most Scaryest Spider In The World Ever the other day - it was really freaky looking - it's body was silver, almost like foil (to reflect the sun?) and it's legs were long and stripey and orangey/yellow. It had hairy mandibles and you could see all it's little black eyes. It was like, "roooarrghh I will eat you mwahaha".
I called him Simon.

Meeces have been a big pest recently, ever since that one walked straight in the open door they've all been at it. They just leg it in through the front door, through the kitchen and hide under the furniture in the sitting room. Then mum and dad spend like, half an hour trying to get them back out again. We put a plank of wood across the doorway (it's too hot at nights to close the door) to stop them coming in, and after a while, one of them just climbed over it, looked at us like "oh crap, was that to keep me out? Sorry," climbed back over again and hid under the fridge in the kitchen. Gah. There are plans to make an ingenious mousetrap, but nothing has been done because the sun is the cause of lethargy.

Dude, my eyelids were sweating the other day. Is that even possible?


Whoo and now I'm done. That was a good waffle. There's probably more but my mind can't really be bothered to think about it.
Toodleoo and cheerybye
Ellx

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