so green

Ok, you crazy bunch. We've been doing some practice in my writing shop, and one of the prompts was to write a little piece to a provided photograph. I, being me, feel like taking this to the next level since I feel that doing this just once was not enough for me to fully enjoy it, you know, sample the textures and play around with it for a little while. I felt vaguely cheated out of it.

Now, the deal a present to you is as follows: you prompt me with two words, the first one I will use as a reference theme for a photograph, and the second will be the actual prompt for the written part of the composition. You can provide fandom, character or whatever else you feel would bracket the field.

Fandomwise, the usual suspects apply; original work is always a pleasure and the length would be kind of ficlet-ish (believe me, I could be more vague here).

Another option (because I really like you) would be for you to provide the photograph and the second word of the prompt. I want to work on my picture-taking skills a bit, yes, but I also want to expand my creative horizons, you see.

How 'bout it? Would you help a lost little soul out?

Earlier this morning Einstein tried to jump onto my lap but slipped, in order to avoid hitting the floor in a harmless undignified heap he clung to my arm, after sound cussing and much pain, I wound up with some vaguely questionable-looking scratches on my forearm. Which in and of itself isn't such a remarkable occurrence considering that, well, I have a cat.

But.

I also have a tendency to clumsiness and I'm prone to accidents like cutting my thumb while chopping veggies or something along those lines. Again, nothing note worthy that doesn't happen to everybody and their mamas. I do, however, have this job where I've been seen crying and where people like to assume things out of freaking thin air. Like this mother who came to bring cake for the kiddies and upon looking at the wounds wells scratches on my arm decided to go to the counselor and ask her to see me, the counselor then proceeded to ask about my life, my boyfriend, my career, my family, my potty training everything she could think of to make sure that I was not cutting myself.

Yeah.

I mean, it's understandable, my boyfriend works at a copy shop, my family is spread thing along the entire continent, I'm studying psychology (the forgotten, weaker, lamer cousin twice removed of any kind of natural science) in a university known for it's outstanding (ish) business school, clearly it's gotta be so sad and depressing being me. Clearly self-harm is the natural conclusion.

I wonder what would have happened had I attempted to hide the scratches, or hey, if I didn't have pictures of my cat all over the place in my cellphone. Might have gotten institutionalized right then and there.

Fortunately the counselor saw things for what they were (classicist paranoia, mostly) and let me off the hook. Things were then improved further when checking the flist and finding lovely things such as winterlive  making people happy out of the goodness of her heart,  Mr POTUS and Mr VPOTUS being kind of awesome (as usual) and, oh yeah, this.

Comments owed and emails to reply to will have to wait until I've showered. Please, before you leave, do take a moment of your time to love on my new icon, thank you.

I've actually had a IJ account for a few weeks now, it's still mostly for LJ backup purposes, but if you wish to friend me there, I'll friend you back, in fact it is highly likely I'll friend you even if you don't friend me at all, I've been known to do that. Anyway, I'm coffee_and_ink over there ::takes a moment to love user name::

In another front, thanks to icymorning  I got to see this first thing in the morning, and so I'm spreading the love. 



Um, I achieved the crane this morning? Am incredibly proud, thereby nullifying the whole point of yoga. Maybe I'll ponder on my ways after I'm done basking in the joy. Joy is good.

That pics meme that's been doing the rounds on my flist. Well, monkey sees, monkey does.

The Rules:
1. Answer each of the questions below using [Flickr]
2. Choose a photo from the first three pages.
3. Copy the URL of your favorite photo into this site.
4. Then share with the world.

( it's a colorful place )

Since everyone and their mamas are doing this, I'm doing it too. Peer pressure, anyone?

Instructions:
Take a picture of yourself right now.
Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair - just take a picture.
Post that picture with NO editing.
Post these instructions with the picture.

( 'tis my tired!face )
But the world looks better now, after a HIGHLY intellectual conversation with Cas wherein Supernatural and Jensen's arms were discussed with only the bare minimum of dolphin noises required. We are heroes.

A while ago I promised liptonrm that I'd post pictures of Cordoba and sort of repay her for the vicarious experience she provided while visiting Toronto.

Architecture is, in my opinion, what makes a city beautiful, in my dreams, every city in the world will have found the way to balance buildings with parks, open sky schools for children and glass windows instead of walls for hospital bedrooms (so you can see the outside, not so the outside can see you), residence buildings will have communal gardens/backyards and I will live in a house with a porch where I will sit to read the afternoon away and will not be bothered with the noise of cars because people will ride bikes to work, will walk and will love to breath clean air... but that's not what I'm showing here, oddly enough, most of the pictures I've taken of the city are sadly lacking on natural subjects, there are trees of course, but they're not the subjects of the pic itself, they're just part of the composition (when it actually looks like a composition, mind), maybe it's because I haven't actually left the city that many times and have no perspective on the surrounding greenery.

There are at least hundreds of photos you will not be seeing because they're out of focus are not digitalized and I no longer have a scanner, nor do I have the time/patience to upload them all into the internetz, even if I did have a scanner, the second reason also applies to the ones taken with a digital camera; but there is enough material to grant more than one post on the subject.

IMAGE HEAVY. DUH.


There'll be more, as I find stuff in my hard drive and make friends with my cam again. Hope y'all enjoyed the little, rambly tour.

Uh, yeah. This one's for winterlive , from nearly a month ago...

::hangs head in shame::

Well, you guys know how difficult being a genius is, I mean, this kind of stuff, it just slips out of our very, very busy minds ::cough::

I'm gonna go now, go back to do geniuses stuff. It's a tough life, mine.

ETA: Oh yeah, forgot:
1. Reply that you wish to take part, and I will pick four of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon squee!

Volunteered to tickle elohvee's curiosity. And here are the icons she asked about.

1. Reply that you wish to take part, and I will pick four of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon squee!


this one's in the top three definitely. She's (it's totally a she) up there, sitting on her tree branch with her book and her bare feet, surrounded by green and red. I look at it and think freedom. That's pretty much the feeling, and the reason why I love it so much.


This is kind of self-explanatory, I think. It's Jensen's mouth, and neck and partial collarbone, but mostly the mouth. It's all skin and lips and honestly, what do you think about when you look at it? Plus, there's the coloring, it does the trick rather neatly I'd say.


This is the Doctor, he'd shake your hand and make a clever remark about your antics and the proceed to be the ruling king of geekyness; while doing so, he'd let slip in a couple of his smiles and then, the sun will shine and glittery ribbons will fall from the sky. It's the power of the smile. He makes me happy every. Single. Time. It's almost childish in it's gleefulness. Gotta love that alien boy.


That's a line from Scully, can't really remember when she said it, or even if she did say it, but it sounds like something that would come out of her mouth. And anyway, it's so Scully, so inquisitive and perfect for the big questions that get asked in this journal. It used to be a Dean icon, but since it was homemade, I kept looking at it and deeming it lacking somehow, not a feeling I like to associate with Dean, so it's on leave until I figure out just what's missing, I mean it's got Dean, isn't that enough?
Anyhow, in the mean time, Scully snark will do.

Just caught wind of this vid again, and I remember seeing it a while ago which probably means you're most likely to have seen it as well. But, man, this is too good not to want a second go!

The ladies of Firefly/Serenity in all their glory. Reminds me how much love I had for that series, and for Joss' female characters in general, if you want to get, you know, general.


It was made by YFish42 (user name in youtube) and it is fabulous!

Last night I was in dire need for something to do with my life in order to NOT hit hit refresh every two minutes to see if they had uploaded "All Hell Breaks Loose Pt2" already....

So, went to my new crack-dealer veer.com and came up with this:

    



Enjoy!