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 [livejournal.com 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, [livejournal.com 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::
tea_and_ink: (junk_headphones)
whomever was that recced me Murder by Death, please know that I am so grateful for your kindness. You have made my life such a nicer place.

Also? I kinda wish I remembered who you are...

tea_and_ink: (junk_headphones)
Um, so this meme thing. [livejournal.com profile] mijmeraar  tagged me about eight years ago, but since I just spent about 50 hours without power, well it sort of got put off. But. I can haz electricity again (and running water too, Jesus) and thus I hit the internet.


10. The existence of fanfiction. I just love how it makes everything special. And the social constructivism involved is also highly appreciated.
9. Steve Carlson's voice. It makes things better, like forever delayed flights, 48 hours-long black outs, you name it, he'll improve the experience for you. It's almost a Pavlovian thing.
8. Tea.
7. Pizza. I swear y'all, this is what they eat up there in the Olympus. Clearly.
6. Books. I get this odd comfort from them, as if being surrounded by them made me feel safer, somehow. Obviously candles aren't a big thing in my apartment.
5. Waves. Possibly the most perfect sound in all the universe. That I know of.
4. Jensen's Bowlegs. They're so awesome they must be written with a capital B. I think they're the sexiest thing in this world.
3. Jeffrey Foucault's music. It's like poetry in motion. A breathing, beating thing.
2. A child's curiosity. A thing of beauty, really.
1. That tingly feeling on your stomach that you get when you make someone smile a real, big, felt smile. It's pretty much irreplaceable.

Um, how 'bout?:
[livejournal.com profile] wildmachinery 
[livejournal.com profile] vinylroad 
[livejournal.com profile] apostrophee 
[livejournal.com profile] maboheme 
[livejournal.com profile] dazedizzy 

tea_and_ink: (el dia de todas las almas)
 FELIZ CUMPLE MK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

one of these days I'll actually be able to provide better presents than simply CAPS LOCKING EVERYTHING IN THAT SENTENCE. But until that day...


tea_and_ink: (peeks)
I think I just got myself a Facebook account. Why did I do that? Will I actually put it to use?

I'm vaguely annoyed with myself, don't even know why... anyway. Will see if it doesn't get itself deleted before tomorrow, in which case, I'mma go find you!!!

Um, who has a Facebook account around here? (or who doesn't)


Jan. 29th, 2009 02:56 pm
tea_and_ink: (down the barrel of a winchester)
Pain, why do you hurt so? Is there some reason why you gotta annoy that much? Did someone break your heart in the past, and here you are, taking revenge wherever it is to be found?
Just. Why?
/miserable, half-written poetry.

I am in so much pain right now. Had a twenty minutes long eye surgery yesterday and spent the entire day in bed, with ice packs pressed to my face and eventually sneaked out to check email and stuff, didn't take more than five minutes doing so, went back to bed and stayed there until this morning when I went to get the bandages out (what an adventure it was, to type single-eyedly) and then, there it was: PAIN, they gave me a shot because the pills that had been working so well until then were just not doing a thing. God!

I can see clearly, perfectly focused and everything, but it hurts so bad I wanna throw up. My right eyelid is all swollen and purple at the moment, looks like someone took an elbow to it. The surgery was fairly noninvasive, just peel off the lower eyelid a little way down and clean up, three small incisions that didn't even bleed all that much and that's that, I understand it should hurt some, but HOLY MOTHER OF HELL!, shouldn't be this bad today. I'm told.

::curls up in a ball::

I think I'm getting kinda feverish too. Maybe is just paranoia.
tea_and_ink: (happiness)
Another meme, since I do this a lot when there's nothing better to do!

Your result for Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz...

You Are an Audrey!


You are an Audrey -- "I am at peace"



Audreys are receptive, good-natured, and supportive. They seek union with others and the world around them.



To be or not to be )


Take Are You a Jackie or a Marilyn? Or Someone Else? Mad Men-era Female Icon Quiz at HelloQuizzy
stolen from [livejournal.com profile] angieb5 
tea_and_ink: (snapshots)
There's this lady I've known for a while now, and she's always wearing little hats to cover up the effects of the chemo, not that she's was covering the fact that she needs chemo, just what it does to her. Anyway, today she comes in and places her order to another waitress, when I bring her breakfast it hits me, people were looking at her not because of the chemo this time round, but because of what she wouldn't let it do to her.

She's foregone her usual little hats and this morning wears a bubblegum pink wig. When I ask her about it she answers "well, dear. What's one to do? I'm still losing hair, and did you notice how cold it was this morning? You know? I'm pretty sure it's not going away this time around, so I said what the hell, cancer may be killing me, but it's not taking my life away from me"

I cried a little. You know, in my line of work, at the clinic or the institute, even at the coffee shop I'm constantly exposed to the shortcomings of human nature, my heart has been broken so many times and so often I'm beginning to think I keep coming back out of mere masochism. Either that or I'm just way too naive for this career. But just when I'm about to give up, when becoming jaded and cynical seems like the only way to come out of it relatively OK, something like this happens and then it hits me, it's also a part of human nature that need to never give up, that seemingly tireless force that pushes us onwards, and when faced with that, it's the idea of losing my faith in mankind what makes me feel naive.

There are many things wrong with this world of ours (oh, so many), but there are also so many beautiful little shards of light worth fighting for, and this woman today has come to my rescue, yet again, and has showed me the sheer power of the human spirit, has reminded why is it that I believe in people and chose to do what I do.
tea_and_ink: (down the barrel of a winchester)
So, I have this headache, right? Well, in two hours it'll be pushing it's three days mark. Blood vessels in my left eye have bursted, and so I make a very nice picture, with eye bags, the reddened eye and, oh yeah, crankiness levels up to eleven.

Fun times.
tea_and_ink: (coffee)
Snagged from [profile] merykey

1. Name:
2. Birthday:
3. Where do you live:
4: What are you studying/What are you working as:
5. What makes you happy:
6. What are you listening to now/have listened to last:
7. What is particularly good/bad about my LJ:
8. An interesting fact about you:
9. Are you in love/have a crush at the moment:
10. Favorite place to be:
11. Favorite lyric:
12. Best time of the year:
13. Weirdest food you like:

1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A song:
4: A band:

1. Favorite Fandom:
2. OTP/OT3:
3. Icon/Fic Journal (so I can join):

1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Put this in your lj so I can tell you what I think of you?
tea_and_ink: (writing)
I have a crippling paper cut right under my left index finger.

It hurts.
tea_and_ink: (huh?)
The best friend produced this article about a math code that had been finally solved after 38 years, and of course there is a reason why this guy is my BFF, he knows me, so he knows that stuff like this attracts my attention in inexplicable ways and for equally ineffable reasons.

Which is all very good, you know, in the spirit of learning and expanding horizons, etc, etc. Except. We dragged my boyfriend into it, and now the three of us find ourselves knee-deep in enemy territory wherein the only form of communication is through meaningful glances that mostly mean: what in the hell is this? Or the variation: why are we spending our saturday night doing this?, although my personal favorite is: why in the name of God am I thinking about this?

We are still trying to figure out whether The Road Coloring Problem actually translates into anything in real words. We refuse to give up, I'm taking this as a sign of extreme hard-headedness (pun probably intended, I'm not sure yet) as well as temporary insanity.

tea_and_ink: (porny)
This one is SO cool. It's Supernatural a la Sin City, or Sin City's trailer to Supernatural's characters. Really cool. I kinda want an episode with this format now. Maybe some sort of hallucination or some weird... something.

Supernatural trailer in style of Sin City.

There is some serious brain-power in this fandom, me thinks.
tea_and_ink: (happiness)
Happy Turkey Day to y'all!!
tea_and_ink: (cowboy)

Everything around here is so quiet. Is vaguely creepy . I want fireworks and apple pie and corndog and beer. I really want beer, actually.

I could go downstairs and get me some from the grocery store across the street, but it's not the same without the corndog and the fireworks and, you know, other people to celebrate with....

I'll be here in my corner, missing home and watching this muslce cars show that's on right now.

Y'all have fun for me, will ya?
tea_and_ink: (Jensen)
Dear (lucky) fandom fellas:

To those of you who will be lucky enough to attend Jensen Ackles' play in Forth Worth, please, please do your best to retain some dignity and remember you're in a theater, not in a rock concert. Cat-calls aren't really called upon, in fact they are definitely not appreciated by the people on stage and around you.

Please remember that a lot of effort has been put into this play so, screaming every time Jensen steps on the stage would be rude to the actors and audience, not to mention that it would seriously damage our (already screwed to hell) collective image.

The fact that the no-cameras, camcorders and cell phone cameras policy had to be pointed out sure tells something...
I, once again, fear for our reputation. 

So, please remember you're in a theater and behave accordingly.

A whole lotta love, me

P.S.: For some reason, I'm hoping that those of you reading this feel offended that I've even consider thinking about this. Because if you do, then my worries are completely unfounded, and that's a good thing.
tea_and_ink: (junk_headphones)
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I believe it was [profile] mionemione the one who wanted a tulips garden? I could be wrong but I kind of remember having a conversation with you about things that grow out of a pot.

These are from a garden on the Hills, wherein there has been snowing this last week. The cold front coming down to us is murderous, but I have a new coat so I'm happy about it. Yeah, I'm extremely random today, no school, no mid-terms (I survived!) and a whole lotta time to waste...

In that spirit.

Yeah, I know, it would be great if I actually organized them and they followed some sort of thematic sequence. But this way keeps the mystery... ::rolls eyes at self::  I mean, you didn't see Hermione coming, now did ya?
tea_and_ink: (mr universe)

I've been tagged and sort of tagged by [profile] roguemouse into this meme thing.
So here, for all the inquisitive minds wanting to know more about me


5 Things )

7 Things )

Holly.... that was exhausting!
 ETA: I'm tagging:  [profile] dazedizzy  ,  [personal profile] silver_spotted ,  [profile] mionemione  ,  [personal profile] trystan830   and  [profile] star_dancer54
tea_and_ink: (river)
Names are important. There.

Last night Jared and I had a conversation over the phone (the love that guy has for his phone is really creepy sometimes) where certain event that I was not informed about surfaced. Apparently my tow dads had a discussion over the fact that Jared and I referred to our father by his first name. In R's view, that was a lack of respect for the parental figure, it allowed the children to have certain control over the parent with whom they were in fist name terms, under-minding of authority might ensue and subsequently the parent's duty was unfulfilled. 

In my dad's opinion, it is a sign of both respect and appreciation from his offspring to address him that way, it meant that they recognized him as the person, the human being, instead of just as the father role. According to dad, it had nothing to do with respect issues because we still shut our mouths with a mere glare from him, the same way we still turn to him when a more experienced-person's advice is required. Besides we still called him dad or daddy on a regular basis, so it wasn't as if we didn't recognize his part in our conception and upbringing, it was more about us accepting his condition of human being, of citizen even...

This discussion kept going for quite a while after this particular encounter took place. I'm kinda kicking myself for not picking up on it, but in my defense, I did notice that R was a bit stiff about my ways with him. I've never called him by his first name, at first he was Mr. R, then when he grew on me he became dad, he's never been daddy for me, but eventually I'll forget the "sir" part and he'll give me this look... now I know why.

My daddy, folks, is a hero. But that's my opinion on the subject which we have to agree, is more than a little biased.
My question to you (as somebody's kids and in certain cases, somebody's parent) is what do you think? I mean, your answer is most likely to have no affect on my treatment of my dad, since well, he's okay with it, but it will open my mind some more.

P.S.: is official, I'm back being "Scout"! ::is happy::


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

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