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Mar. 25th, 2012 12:00 pm
tea_and_ink: (and throw away our shoes)
tea_and_ink: (bound to catch the heavens if they fall)
So, [info]too_rational  who is awesome and deserves so much pie for boosting the signal just linked to this fix for the newest sticky business LJ's got us into, for those of you who find this utterly incomprehensible and would really like to send LJ to a therapist or a counselor to deal with all of these self-destructive issues, while still sticking around.

In case you're tired of this cyclical crap and simply wish to whisk yourself away, I've DW codes available, so if you want them, just ask and they're yours.

On a different note, my mother called and we spoke for like fifteen minutes (we're remarkably terrible at speaking over the phone) which could be summed up with the phrase "I miss your cupcake face, child". She literally said that. That's what I'm grateful for today, my mom's love.

Let's see, yesterday I was kind of enthralled by JGL's incredibly otherworldly sheer brilliance and so forgot to post any kind of good-for-the-soul stuff, which turned out ok, considering how good for my soul he is. So thank you [ profile] robanybody  (I feel like this journal is slowly becoming your fanclub or something) for the vid provided and also, thank you universe for JGL.

Um... right. That's it. I'll go have some scones with my PB now (zomg I got PB!). Also, I feel like I need to point out how much I love this icon (Astrid!!!) so: I LOVE THIS ICON SO MUCH * ___*


Sep. 1st, 2010 05:44 am
tea_and_ink: (down the barrel of a winchester)
You know that feeling in the pit of your stomach you get when the phone wakes you up at three in the morning and your first thought is that something's happened?


And then, after nearly knocking yourself out with the edge of the bedside table, slipping on the mat and freezing your feet after you've achieved the living-room in one piece, you pick up the phone and it turns out to be a wrong number. Which the person on the other side (who, unlike you, sounds totally awake and not thoroughly annoyed) tries to deny by means of telling you it is completely normal to be disoriented, after all you did get dragged out of bed just recently, now could I please put my mom on the phone?

Yeah. Thoroughly annoyed, flist. At three in the morning. I don't even want to know what was this person hoping to achieve by waking up and entire household at oh-so-early in the morning.

I did go right back to sleep though, so that's something.

tea_and_ink: (who needs sleep)
Things to be grateful for:

Saturday: Green tea with a splash of orange juice. Smooth Heaven, I call it.

Sunday: William Gibson's Bridge Trilogy suddenly sneaking its way into my peripheral vision at a second-hand books store. No need to explain the wonderful hours I've spent basking in his ability to bullseye words and metaphors, now do I? Miss Molly Millionaire fiercely, but I'm making do.

Monday: I had this really crazy crossover idea while in the shower, as one does. It involves (wait for it...) Merlin and (wait some more...) Inception. Uther would be the Cobb-like character, naturally. Arthur would be the point man and general badass of surprising depths of competence (and emotion, him being him and all). Gwen would be the architect because she would so love the whole creation part, and she'd also be the heart of the team while remaining quietly badass in her own adorable mixture of fumbly unflappability (say that three times fast). Morgana would be the forger, and when Uther went to get her from wherever it is she took off to, he'd have to use Arthur's name because she's loyal to her (maybe) half-brother in a way she could never be to her (maybe not) father, because this particular relationship is seriously complicated and she'd rather do without. But Arthur is her bro and she'll fight the ocean if it seems to be encroaching on him ::has her very own cannon::. And Merlin, as Gaius' apprentice, would be the chemist who would also double as the wildcard (otherwise known as the tourist) who gets things done when all the others got their hands full, and as such is essential for the team's completeness.

I don't think I'll be writing this one, though. Or if I do, it won't be any time soon. Idek. Merlin's eating my brain. I also cooked up this one scenario where Greek mythology met Dune and converged on Merlin... I would get me a new distraction but season 3 is fast approaching and so it would be an exercise in futility. Oh, well.

Tuesday: This one, yes. This morning I woke up to find in my inbox the visual of Kat's fist knocking a certain asshole's lights out, which made my day very early. I suspect this will continue to provide glee for a long while, as these things go. Thank you Kat, ILU SO MUCH!

As well as I love very muchly the rest of the perfectly fantastic ladies who've made me disregard my 'oh shit!' moment upon realizing I'd forgotten to block the comments on that last post as I intended to. Screw that, y'all rock and make me smile so hard. Come now, group hug ::hugs you all::

tea_and_ink: (our last day as children)
Today I am grateful because I picked up my notebook and WROTE SOMETHING. Of the fannish variety, that is. And I like it.

Not sure it'll go anywhere, but since I've been spending unholy amounts of time not paying attention in class thinking up ways to crossover the Codex Alera with Merlin, I thought it would be interesting to see if it took any kind of shape if I sat down and played with it for a bit. It did?

I think. Maybe.

Though its actually some sort of patchwork thing made with elements from the Kencyrath universe, Aleran furies and my own Arthurian preferences... good luck, ye who enter here.

Whatever, I'm happy with it. Thoroughly unbeta'd as I just finished it and HAD TO TELL SOMEBODY.

OMG I WROTE SOMETHING! Thanks for inspiration, man. Really.

tea_and_ink: (one does not love breathing)

Yesterday I woke up to this Doctor/River shipper manifesto over at [ profile] het_reccers. Which is wonderful and glittery, not to mention the fact that short fic means that I get to read each and every one of them before even heading out to face the world. Clearly the rest of my day was colored by the knowledge that this precious little gems existed and were, somehow, a part of my life now that I'd swam in those waters. Seriously. All of the recs in there are perfect, delicate things that sent my heart a-fluttering with their well-aimed punches to the gut. It's like having autumn for a second time in the same year.

Today, after watching Inception for a second time yesterday, I came looking for fic and remembered [ profile] vinylroad  had written something which I'd mentally bookmarked in order to get to it after I'd seen the movie. Haven't read it yet, but mostly because I found a previous post of hers where there are, guess what, RECS OF FICS FOR PAIRINGS I SORT OF MADLY SHIP. So, there. Maybe today will be just as glorious (albeit in a different way, I guess, since I'll likely not be asking myself WWRSD, but WWAD [wherein 'A' stands for either Ariadne and/or Arthur, such versatility!], right?) as yesterday simply because I started with the right foot.

Bonus gratefulness for the chance to read Ursula K. LeGuin before bed last night and first thing in the morning today as I had my breakfast. GLORY, I say.

tea_and_ink: (crazy hijinkers)
So, today I am braving attempting to make good and proper bread, which is to say, an actual loaf I can slice and toast and butter up like Mother Nature intended bread to be sliced, toasted and buttered up. Not one of those wussies I tend to make. The dough did not raise much at all much that I can tell, but the texture was kind of lovely so we're expecting a potentially dense (like, very dense) flat-bread. Or something. Shall we cross our fingers?

I have been grateful for a number of things lately, I've just not been letting you know.

Saturday was a good day to thank early morning phone calls from semi-estranged brothers whom have not been picking up your phone calls. He said he wasn't home when I rang. Which I did at random times for about two weeks only to get bored of the (possibly ignored) ringing. He apologized, I forgave him with severe misgivings and we moved onto bigger and better subjects such as what we've been eating.

Sunday was the day when the camera got dusted off and we proceeded to pretend to know what we were doing in front of beautiful pieces of local architecture like this one. I love taking pictures, people. This you already knew, I presume, but still it bears repeating. So I kept saying how wonderful an invention photographic cameras were and how grateful I was for them.

Monday was a tough one solely on the merits of it being Monday, but like I read somewhere (in the Codex Alera series) a snake cannot help being a snake, and so Mondays should not be blamed for being the beginning of the week. Still, happiness was to be found on that perfect muffin I shared with a former teacher whom I ran into at the coffeeshop. She was lovely as usual, but had to run and thus the sharing part, which was more along the lines of her leaving her half-eaten muffin for me to finish because she hates eating on the bus. So I lucked out. We made a note to keep in touch and she's already texted me back to tell me she's saved my cell phone number.

Today's been wonderfully cool and sunny. Unlike last week when we had 28o C ::is too lazy to convert to F:: and everybody was in a fright over the coming summer. You guys, it's going to be positively hellish. We should still have about a month left of winter and yet here I am, breaking out the t-shirts and sleeve-less tops. I do not approve. Today though was lovely enough for me to dare turning on the oven and fail at try my hand at bread.

It's out! Kind of focaccia looking? Except brown and with no onions or tomatoes or anything of the sort. It's fully done though, so that counts as a win.

tea_and_ink: (the storm at the heart of the sun)
~ On Wednesday I was deeply and profoundly grateful for Inception. I don't think I need to explain this.

~ On Tuesday I thanked my lucky starts that the groceries store opened early enough for me to go un-empty my fridge before school. And for lattes.

~ Today I'm ever so grateful to the person who called Bradley James a Lust Muffin. To his face. Uh, careful with that link, it's an interview and it's spolery as only Merlin folk know how to be. Still. Lust. Muffin. Man, I'd've paid gold to see Angel's face to that one (she was there as well).

I have a headache. I've had a headache for the better (or would that be the worse) part of the day, my stomach's been upset for the same amount of time. I want this bastard to go away before I go to bed, mostly because I won't be able to actually go to bed for realsies until the headache is gone. Please brain, stop acting out, thanks.

ETA: Found this link to the above mentioned Lust Muffin thing (it's now stuck in my head with capitals, yes). No spoilers other than Bradley's observational skills.

tea_and_ink: (and throw away our shoes)
Today I went to the park again, hadn't been there for a while, almost a year and this is so sad because I live within three blocks of this place. It's full of trees, people (and other stuff, but TREES) and I stopped going why, again?

Do not know. I do know though, that I missed it so hard it was actually exhilarating to be walking on that grass again. For this reminder of the lovely things in life I am grateful today.

Bonus gratitude ::is an overachiever:: goes to ICE CREAM. God. I had this glorious cup of pineapple and almond cream ice cream right before I decided to go check out the trees. I'm still basking.

That's it. Good night.

tea_and_ink: (our last day as children)
Yesterday I was entirely too grateful (is there such a thing as too grateful?) for green apples, for they are tart, juicy, crunchy paradise, I am convinced. Yes.

Today I'm very, very grateful for holidays-I've-yet-to-memorize. Today, Monday, we're celebrating (one day ahead, mind) either the death or the birth of San Martin here in Argentina, I, being the awful little person I can be, have not actually bothered looking up which one exactly, nor have I bothered learning historical stuff of relevance about this country even though I've been consuming it's resources for about six years now.

All of this, however, does not prevent me from being grateful for the extra day of laziness. I think you'll agree.

P.S.: the death, we're celebrating his death. Or should that be honoring his death by not concerning ourselves with the vagaries of normal weekdays?

Also commas. I love commas and am always grateful for them.

Thank you

Aug. 14th, 2010 03:54 pm
tea_and_ink: (one does not love breathing)
Universe for yesterday's sunset on the road. It was entirely too beautiful for words. ::is speechless::

And today, I'm grateful for finding this quote in an old notebook I'd forgotten I saved from the recycling bin:

"Stories are hope. They take you out of yourself for a bit, and when you get dropped back in, you're different -you're stronger, you've seen more, you've felt more. Stories are like spiritual currency"

-by Rober Rodi, from Little Extra Smidgen of Eternity, which is a story found in The Book of Dreams by several authors.

There, my soul gets to sing loudly now.
tea_and_ink: (crazy hijinkers)
head cold + menstruation = grumpy me.

A's drawing skills + a paper airplane = no-longer grumpy me.

This I am grateful for today. A wants to learn to build airplanes, so naturally he excels at making paper airplanes and drawing things, so he decided to change my day a bit by drawing these reversible little faces on a sheet of paper, which he then folded appropriately and sent it flying across the room at me. It said: "it's all a matter of perspective, for example, this side up (frowny, sad faces) they're not very encouraging, now (arrow indicates I should turn the sheet upside down) this side up (sad faces magically become dimpled, smiley faces) they're much nicer, wouldn't you say?

I love my friends.

Yesterday I was inordinately grateful to [ profile] robanybody  for taking my excited yipping and returning it in kind, plus added pimping of lj activities which involve Alerans and ficcing. Thanks babe!

peeking in

Aug. 10th, 2010 12:34 pm
tea_and_ink: (bound to catch the heavens if they fall)
hullo! So checking how's tricks around here, since I've been a bit, uh, gone for the last couple of days.

This internet connection continues to be fickle, the Codex Alera series continues to be addictive, as well as random French police novels. Cold temperatures continue to be awesome and Sherlock continues to trickle in instead of getting downloaded properly.

To continue with the Gratitude Project, I should put down on stone, here and now, how grateful I am for the project itself, really. The world looks different, all brighter light, sharper colors and livelier sounds when you're looking at the part of your day where you're grateful for the chance you got to talk to your mom while waiting for the traffic jam to clear a bit.

Also, serendipity. I love serendipity.


Aug. 7th, 2010 06:31 am
tea_and_ink: (for thee my bro for thee)
You guys, I'm 24!!!!!!!

Ahem, so yeah. It was nice and there were tears and laughter and some more tears and cake. So it all worked out.

Missed my dad so damn much, but my mom cried with me and held me close, and then the bro listened to me lose it over the phone all over again and was generally sweet (for him) and, well, all was as good with the world as it could be, I guess.

Huge, mayor thanks to all the lovely ladies who sent some love over the magic railway lines of the internet, it made the day even more beautiful. SO THANK YOU FOR THAT.

I don't think I need to specify what I'm grateful for, do I?

::is blissful::

tea_and_ink: (my fingers in creases)
Bus rides. I love them. I love traveling, even if it takes sixteen hours to get from one point to the other, even if everyone complaints that that is such a long time to be sitting and huddling underneath a blanket. I don't care.

I got to watch yesterday's sunset and today's sunrise.

Really, what more can one ask for? I'm exhausted and felt like freezing solid while waiting for someone to come pick up at the bus station, but it was all so worth it, you know?
tea_and_ink: (our last day as children)
which I seem to have mentally renamed project gratefulness. I keep doing things like this.

So, this morning I woke up to the sudden urge to explore Merlin related content in Tumblr. I came across this, which happened when I was away from the internetz and thus unable to squee all dolphin-like in a timely fashion. But it's better late than never, plus I never do things in a timely fashion anyway, so.

Also, there's a prev for Series 3. I may or may not have imploded a little bit.

Go whimsical urges, then!

I'm missing Gwen severely, you guys. Severely.

tea_and_ink: (crazy hijinkers)
Yay for dramatic subject lines!

Via ,[personal profile] shopfront . [personal profile] elf suggests a Gratitude Project of which I  find myself inordinately fond of, and so I am joining it by being grateful to my sister's huge smile, which she texts me (it's not an actual text, mind) first thing in the morning, along the lines: 'figured my actual smile would brighten up your day way more than an emoticon could convey'

Yes, she says convey.

Also yes, her smile does brighten up my days. Even at five-thirty in the morning.

Have a nice day, my loves, and be grateful for the little things, I feel they always amount to so much more when you look back on them.

tea_and_ink: (on map the gap's three fingers)
Oh, Bradley James, how are you so awesome? why do you do this to me? why is the universe so large? what is the purpose of life?

As you can see, sixteen hours on a bus have not diminished one bit my natural urges for knowledge.

Folk, I adore that dude's dorkitude like I adore cake and kittens and freakin' trees, ok? don't judge me, you love him too.

He gets a tag for his coolness is on par with Ackles' and Quinto's. He shall be my squishy Beej, because I'm lame and tired atm.


Also, and possibly more importantly, I'm wearing my new Peanuts hoodie which I love because it's so cute. So. Cute.

I'm back!

Jul. 25th, 2010 08:16 am
tea_and_ink: (Default)
Ha! totally fell asleep while trying to watch Terminator Salvation on the bus ride back here (from the mountainside, you see, where I had the bestest time ever), there were way too many night scenes to watch it in broad daylight on a plasma screen, regardless on how much of an improvement said screen is over the olde half-inch screens. Did not snore, though.

Also, I'm here to wish a mega awesometastically happy birthday to [ profile] jamesinboots  who rocks on so many levels I cannot even begin to count. You're a lovely person Jimmi and I'm so lucky to have you around because your continued optimism, even in the face of hardships, is always a good thing on my days (I know you're totally being this way to make me a better person. It's all about me, you know).I hope you get all the great things you deserve in life as you get older.

Um. I'll be heading back to my apartment this evening, so pictures to come when I'm there, like tomorrow, maybe. Man, such a great time with my mom and the friend I mentioned earlier, you have no idea the amounts of dorktiemz we indulged into. No idea.

Tres awesome.

I've things to mail over to people whom know who they are, so expect my dolphin noises of glee and excitement as soon as I have accomplished the trip to the post office, yeah?

Last, but not least, [ profile] robanybody  deserves my gratitude, of the endless variety btw, because I don't know that I'd given the Codex Alera series a go had it not been for her recommendation. I LOVE IT and I'm totally picturing your dream cast kicking butt like it's going out of style. ::blows kisses your way::

real quick

Jul. 18th, 2010 11:14 am
tea_and_ink: (one does not love breathing)
Happy birthday [ profile] vinylroad  hope all is shiny and lovely and generally non-sucky or explosive (unless it's in a good way. of course). I'm here where I told you I'd be and I'm looking for something to honor your awesome, so worry not.

Corollary to that, I'm in love with this place, forgot my gloves this morning and I sort of can't feel my hands but that is irrelevant because I LOVE THIS PLACE. Pictures to come.

Anyway, all my bestest to Kat, and lots of love to the flist on this fine sunday.

::sends love to the universe at large::


tea_and_ink: (Default)
olé nonetheless
...and your heart held out like a tin cup to catch the rain...

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