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Getting back into things
The first half of the year kicked my ass. Work was so overwhelming, I didn't make a whole lot of space in my life for creatively participating in my fandoms outside of editing and posting my concert pics from SMTown LA. Now that work's easing up, I want to get back to writing. /sobs for my poor abandoned WIP, though, I'm looking back at my notes ( Read more... ) -
Puzzling
I bought a puzzle for myself yesterday (last minute shopping for Christmas presents). It seemed like such a fantastic idea wrapped up in plastic awaiting my clever hands to sort out the picture of The Starry Night in 1/2000th increments. I set up my base camp and opened the box and...FML. This shit is going to take a long time that I'm not sure ( Read more... ) -
12.25.11
I stressed over cooking the roast. I ate too much. I almost stepped on a relative. I mourned the amount of wasted wrapping paper that filled a trash bag. I afternoon napped. I held more babies than I cared to. I ate more cookies than I should have. I had myself a merry little Christmas. -
Ecstasy
I, in a startling display of stupidity, went against all historical data on my skin and decided to do a quick shave of the legs using a lotion that I'd never previously used or patch tested ( Read more... ) -
Eschewing The Robot
The pain of others I always thought (rather stupidly) was something I was above feeling a whole lot about. Now I have a wonderful tendency of bursting out into tears when I learn of another's pain. On the radio, over blog posts, things that I watch. My mistaken sense of emotional strength because I thought I was too cold to be so affected by ( Read more... ) -
Subtle Shifts
I woke up on Thursday morning to a slight change in the weather or perhaps mood. I'm not entirely sure which is causing me to feel that fall is well and truly beginning to push the last vestiges of summer out of the atmophere. Melancholy fueled by the weight of the cool breeze absent the blaze of the mid-morning sun to burn it away. Perhaps. A ( Read more... ) -
Jet lag's a bitch when you don't have discipline.
I keep trying to fix my jet lag by, some may say irresponsibly, staying up late to get minimal sleep with the hopes of crashing out that night at a decent time ( Read more... ) -
Dubious Beginnings
Upon pulling into the gate of the airport we prepared to disembark with seeming unhurriednes, but with an underlying wariness. Elbow propped on the seat-back we waited for the signal to exit in faux relaxation with a hawk-eyed view of the flight attendant. As the engines of the plane died out at the signal from the attendant our engines roared and ( Read more... ) -
Flying the Friendly Skies
Forcing a weary smile, I stepped on to the connecting flight from Taipei to Densapar with a resolve to grit my teeth and get through another 5 hours of mild discomfort. Seat ticket handed to the attendant and handed back with a polite gesture to take the stairs upward. This rekindled the excitement of just stepping on the airplane 16 hours prior ( Read more... )