cleolinda: (galadriel helpful)
Peoples of the internet! So I have read over your de-stressing suggestions--a lot of them were what I expected, but I was curious as to what people would recommend most often, and also the more unusual suggestions. (This is related, but I'll go ahead and ask up front where people will see it: does anyone have BPAL/TAL imps of Milk & Honey and/or Blinding Glory of Love they'd be willing to sell me? I kind of want to put off buying entire bottles at $25 each until I've tried them, and also, until I have the second e-book out.) So, I present to you some--not all, but some--of y'all's suggestions, with additions of my own where applicable:

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cleolinda: (Default)
A few things of interest (or not):

The Christmas village on the back of our piano


A less artistic overhead shot

A darkened street

My festive sleeve, which I managed not to set on fire or trail through the dip (you can also see my moonstone ring)




@alliancesjr: @cleolinda This makes me think of pre-1960 attitudes towards women and body parts. One of these days you're going to show us an *gasp* ANKLE

@cleolinda: @alliancesjr http://twitpic.com/uvgzt  

@queenanthai: @cleolinda You HOOR.


Lucy at the party

What I got at the swap:




The little china cup is actually a strainer that goes in the large cup; that's a wooden spoon sitting in it. The three teas are jasmine, green, and black, and there are little compartments in the box for the teas and the metal strainer. All of this is pleasing to me, particularly since I've been drinking my tea out of a coffee mug.

And for those who asked about "movie that will be made of certain book I was buying," I gave Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (movie version to star Natalie Portman), plus a guide to zombie survival.


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cleolinda: (spooky03)
So today is my journal birthday (six years old!). Also: HALLOWEEN. Wish I felt more celebratory. I felt pretty horrible all week, but then I cheered myself up with a Twitter-spamming errand-shenanigans photo safari this morning (uh... sorry about that, Twitfolk). It went like so:

You're in Honeydukes? )



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So.

Oct. 30th, 2009 11:04 am
cleolinda: (black ribbon5)
I'm having the kind of day where I hope I'm coming down with something, because at least that would explain the tiredness and the general woozy feeling. (Although, also, I hardly slept last night. Not sure why.)

Grey overcast day, although with a nice rain-bearing breeze. I was sitting outside for a while, except that said rain was, in fact, eventually borne in. Cinnamon toast a while ago. Trying to get into drinking hot tea, just because I think it might be comforting, or at least more interesting than iced tea while I'm working. Lady Grey and a vanilla chai so far. I used to drink a lot of herbal tea in college, but I've come to think that I really just like black teas the best. I usually drink iced tea without any lemon or sweetener (although I do like both; I just drink too much to go sweet with it), so I'm used to the taste of the tea itself.

(The cat is totally just snacking away on one of the houseplants in the windowsill.)

I don't know. It's just one of those days where I want to curl up and wallow and do nothing, but I know I don't have time for that.



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cleolinda: (onoz)
So here's what happened with my phone: that last picture of the teacup, the one with the blueberry-colored New Moon Red tea in it, was taken 0.85 seconds before the phone slipped out of my hands and plunged directly into the cup. I let out a great shriek and whipped it out so fast that it was like the phone simply fell in and bounced out ("FIVE SECOND RULE! FIVE SECOND RULE!!!!"). Sister Girl (who admits to heckling me right before it happened) put on a face of pure shocked :O, like someone had just been shot (she's lost a number of iPhones to the liquid element herself) and ducked behind the fridge door ("I CAN'T LOOK!"). So I dried the phone off in a panic and even tried to suck liquid out of the bottom of the phone, since it had fallen in straight down, which gave the whole procedure something of the air of CPR ("Stay with me! *huff huff* STAY WITH MEEEEEE").

And then The man who showed up had the most magnificent... )


And finally, from [livejournal.com profile] tasterainbows: Artist sued by manufacturer stealing his work, and if he runs out of funds to fight it, he'll lose by default?



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cleolinda: (why you do this)
So: [livejournal.com profile] quietselkie sent over a merchandising sample of the latest Officially Licensed Twilight Product: Twilight Tea, as created by Luxe Tea. (Twilight Coffee also available, but not included. Which is good, because I don't drink coffee, and I ain't startin' for "La Tua Cantante." Her blood sings for him, you guys! And now her coffee does too!)




I agreed to try the tea samples FOR SCIENCE, because I am dumb.

My science is rigorous and not fake at all )


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cleolinda: (Default)
So. Not feeling much better; spent the weekend in a very grim, self-pitying funk. But I'm going back to work ("work") today because you have to move on with life. I think I'm actually going through kind of a post-partum project-completion slump, what with the first e-book finished. The only problem is, I now have to finish the second one, which casts a sort of "Sorry, your princess is in another castle" pall over the whole thing. C'est la vie.

Also, I should probably get on this Twilight tea-tasting thing. (That's our godforsaken vampire-related beverage. I was not lucky enough to get any TruBlood--sadly, because I hear that stuff is actually really good, a blood orange-flavored soda or something.) Question: what's the best way to make hot tea? I usually drink iced tea, so I have no idea--water at an actual boil? Steep for five minutes? I don't even know, and I don't think these things came with instructions. I'm probably going to make all three samples at once and get it over with--swish and spit if it's really awful, I guess. God help us all. But especially me.

Meanwhile, a college friend of mine is a movie critic now, and he announced that he could get me a screener copy of The Twilight Porn (tagline: "When you can fuck forever... you can fuck everybody"). I've never even seen actual hardcore, and I don't think my embarrassment squick could handle starting with this, but I know of someone else who might be willing to take that bullet. We'll see. I know I keep trying Twilight products "for science," but I don't love nobody that much, least of all science. "Twilight porn" is an extremely uncomfortable phrase as it is; these are two words that do not want to be in the same sentence together. Twilight is huddled in the corner weeping, and porn is banging on the quotation marks trying to get out.

Also-also: The Sparkenpire is now available at Toys'R'Us. You can, in fact, see the actual sparkle coating if you zoom in. (It's getting to be the season for Twi-spam, isn't it? I'll corral those into separate entries after this, for convenience of avoidance.) In cheerfuller Barbie developments: Debbie Harry, Cyndi Lauper, and Joan Jett dolls.

(In response to "Hello, my name is Twilight and I am a Dracula": I R not a Dracula!)

And finally: Tour of Terror II dates and locations have been announced. This time it's at various Hot Topics AND Nordstroms! I KNOW YOU ARE EXCITED. (All the replies to my link on Twitter were along the lines of "NOT MY CITY, OH GOD NOOOOOO.") The closest it gets to me is the ATL, which is still too damn close. (I don't know what Atlanta did to deserve this; it already got burnt to the ground once.) Invest in riot gear. You're going to need it.


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cleolinda: (galadriel sad)

Oh my God, I feel like I was hit by a truck. The phlegm has settled low in my ears and is slowly sludging its way down to my chest. My throat is about 85% better, but I feel twice as bad overall as yesterday. I don't have time for this!

(And if you think I sound chipper, bear this in mind: it took me all day to write this entry.)

Which reminds me: my professor this past semester would bring this little thing that would plug into the wall and heat about a teapot's worth of water, and we would all make tea. But I don't really know what you would call it, and I suspect that if I Froogle "water heater" I'm not going to find what I want. Because I was lying in bed, hwonking and snorfling, and it occurred to me that I have everything in the world I need to make tea--tea, tea bags, loose tea, cups, teapots, a few packets of Equal, even a tea strainer--but no way to heat water that doesn't involve going downstairs. And since going downstairs to take the dogs out was a monumental effort, downstairs = bad at the moment. Help?

[livejournal.com profile] bardintraining: "The Year in Pictures (but turn up your speakers anyway). Editor's Choice (graphic images); Reader's Choice."

Brad Renfro arrested. For drugs. On Skid Row. Awww.

RIP character actor Vincent Schiavelli. You may not recognize the name, but you would know the face--if nothing else, you might know him from the sideshow-carnival episode of the X-Files, "Humbug," where he had the weird Pouch o' Twin. I am sad.

Two song recs from Tony Pius: "I think I recommended Jonathan Coulton's luminous cover of 'Baby Got Back' [previously], but I have a new favorite from the Coulton oeuvre: 'Skullcrusher Mountain.'" (Sample mad scientist/supervillain lyric: "I made this half-pony half-monkey monster to please you / But I get the feeling that you don’t like it.")

From the No Shit files: Va. Man Who Killed 4 Had Mental Problems

The Amazing McRachel sent me a GlossyGreeting with a sample of Cargo lip gloss in their Bora Bora shade. My God, it is awesome.


All "Lazy Sunday" all the time! Lazy Sunday lyrics (not working at this time, but check back later). NY Times article, which describes Samberg's difficulty in explaining "the chronic" to his mother. Apparently she had no problem with "SNACK ATTACK MUTHAFUCKA!," though. And then, to finish: t-shirts.


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