Miss Cellaneous

I'm inclined to agree with the Random Proverb Generator athena25 has last linked me to there.

In other news, had my last Oral Prep Session with Di in the morning and a long, lovely lunch with a new friend who's awesomecakes.

Speaking of, I baked shortbread.

( Photos & the recipe )

Also, I looked fab today, with my boot-cut faded jeans and my sleek little black turtleneck. But let's face it, I didn't look quite as tasty as these cookies. So, uh, photos of me reserved for when the competition isn't so steep.

My timing for introducing a spring lj layout is impeccable.

( See? )

( Or wait, maybe it really is, after all. )

Now I point you towards the icon and moodily open page 26 of the script again.

Happy Easter!

( 3 Spring & Easter Images all in all )

Everybody loves Thanksgiving vacation photos in February, y/n? (Seriously, has it been that long? Tempus fuckit, as jonesiexxx said so aptly.)

( California '07 Vacation Photos, cont'd )

Photos and commentary (not so much running as driving and walking).

( Clickety-click )

Since it's TTOTM, I'm having this for dinner (and a salad afterwards, for some freshness & vitamins):

( Lotus Seed and Tapioca Pearl in Coconut Milk )

I blame machinistm who kept lauding her green-tea-filled-with-chocolate daifuku. mach, I got the traditional ones filled with red bean paste because that--plus peanut and sesame, not favourites of mine--was the only option.

Also,

1. ( two SGA recs )
2. and one SGA snippet of mine ( under the cut. )

Back from clothes shopping, and quite exhausted. My mother may be sixty years old, but when it comes to finding attractive apparel, she's the Slayer. I don't think I've ever gotten that many pullovers at once--four, plus two black pants.

I'd model them for you and take pictures, but frankly, I've already taken my clothes off and put them on again far too often for someone not in the entertainment industry.

( Photographic evidence )

I could tell you all about our Botanical Gardens experiences and the diner lunch that pukajen, ahedonia and I had--complete with mmmalted! milkshake--but instead, until rez_lo arrives to pick me up for a day of frolicking about museums, I'll spam you with a few first photos of my and callherblondie's ( concert night with Iron & Wine )

Also, pertaining to this laptop and thus the computer-savvy folks: What's the cause of random Internet Explorer windows or Firefox tabs with spam advertisement popping up randomly even while I'm on safe sites? I installed Adblock Plus, but obviously, there is a great big hole in the protective virtual walls around this computer....

Jen's exclamation will make more sense further down.

( Brief glimpses of our Road Trip into Death Valley )

( Some pics from today )

Last photo is of ye olde bench with ye olde journal. Thus, and since haikus are so 2005, I wrote ( a limerick )


At pukajen's now, watching Burn Notice. Why did no one tell me this show is v. funny?

Still at the parents', going home in a bit, but since I was snarking about art earlier, I think you should see ( this )

A propos, CHOCOLATE ART ( under here )

ETA: If you don't know what a spray-drying tower is -- but seriously, who doesn't? 0 :-)

After three days at the parents', I'm back home again, courtesy of my mother. Others might consider it vaguely pathetic to be taken home and tucked in by mommy in one's end-twenties, but me, I'm nothing but grateful: Exam in two weeks' time, and yours truly feeling both ill and ill-prepared.

The weekend was relaxing yet not completely unproductive. I declined the invitation to an old friend's impromptu barbecue today but got loads done. Of laundry. Also watched football with the parents. Speaking of both:

mamanotlisa: Oh, you two -- you have find the CINQUE Moda shots of the Women's National Team on the internet for me!
papanotlisa: Right. Why?
mamanotlisa: I want to blow it up, print it out, and use it as a poster on my office wall. *beam*

Mama, she is not a poster-person, but she loves strong women. It's a good thing to pass on to her daughters.

( Here's the shot she's talking about. )

As muffins -- or any baked goods, far as I know -- don't eat themselves and even my stomach space is limited, I sent grundbuch a text message and invited him over for tea & cake(lets) after my study session. He came, saw, and loved 'em, and we took a stroll across the cemetery together. Which is not quite as morbid as it sounds -- 'tis an old and large one, with guided tours to famous people's graves. I'm fond of graveyards and their sense of peace and quiet, tinged with so much memory, but I think as someone who hasn't witnessed a lot of death in the family due to a very small family and grandparents who are long, long gone, I haven't -- yet -- experienced more of the grief and loss element.

( Four photos )

At least my muffins taste good. ( Evidence. Only not really. Where is the long-distance sensor-o-meter when you need it? )

Recipe?

Studying all alone in my apartment because it's the only place where I can reliably lie down and rest my back, but hey, it does allow me to order in...which I do, what, 2-3 times a year? Today, the time had yet again come.

( My lunch. A photo thereof. )

for the non-icon fans, a photo i just took outside my row of windows:

fluttered by

for the fans of sga and/or icons -- well. I played around with tutorials by madika555 and blimey_icons. only used my left hand. preview:

ex.1	ex.2	ex.3

( six all in all here. spoilery for season four only in a cast-member sense. )

food now. i bought a piece of beef; not sure about quality, but i craved red meat like whoa. i rarely ever prepare steaks or such -- how do i roast it in a pan? should i marinade? garlic y/y?

kangeiko? ♥ Your birthday gift matches my pink(ish)-pale-translucent skin tone exactly! & :-D Thank you so much. ( Pic )

re: this earlier entry of mine. For beadattitude, who asked and shall receive: ( just one little pic )

( What I made this fine Satur-day )

I smell like a lemon drop.

( Scents, Tastes, and Curious Wonders from Estonia. With photo! )

...pleasantly exhausted: After five hours of exam-writing, our late-afternoon bike tour of just about 20 km proved to be nice compensation. I'd been planning to lie down, but when Cutie called and, in the course of our conversation, told me to come along, as he wanted to check out ( this lake in up the hills south of the city... )

But enough of that. I bought a Sprite and a Paulaner, and we parked our bikes and sat down on the lake shore, kicking back and sipping our Radler. I'd also brought some grapes. Both of us had left the exam and related things behind, thank God.

On the way back home -- I cheated, really; I took the streetcar for the wilderness part of the way because lonely bike paths through fields are not my friends -- I grabbed a small broccoli-spinach-onions-tuna-garlic pizza, and hey, looking at these toppings spelled out, they constitute pretty much the Worst Breath Ever! Pizza. Anyway, it was tasty, and I felt I totally deserved it after my 3 h of bicycle-riding today. Now, I'm having a decent glass of wine. Also, inappropriate thoughts about my bed.

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If you're bored, check out the thrifthorror community: All the horrors found in thrift shops: I was amused (and cannot remember how I found it -- off an icon lj, I think).

Am feeling 200% better than yesterday at the same time. Thank God for friends who come through.

Already spent the last five hours with first Cutie -- who came by my place earlier -- and the rest of my Study Group, so I feel justified in spamming ye olde eljay. Here's a pictorial review of a few good recent things, in chronological order.

Old church pictures. Mind that the church is old, not the...right, yes. ( You got that. )

Soon as I was home from the birthday party trip, duty called. For the purpose of this entry, "duty" is defined as "grundbuch." ( Food & drink. )

Cue today, where in the midst of cleaning and preparing study group, I could open kangeiko's parcel from London: ( *squee* )

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As I cannot resist the SGA pimpage these days --

have yourself a merry little McShep fest -- NO, THIS IS *NOT* THE KISSING MEME! -- here (rated PG to very much R for subject matter, no spoilers of note).