Under The Sea

Snagged from just about everyone. I felt guilty requesting for Drabbles and not posting this. But I'm also quite confident no one will ask for anything so hehehe.

But just in case someone does request something-- I'm only in the Supernatural and J2 fandoms so I'm afraid that's all I can offer. And I'm not confident writing anything NC-17 so ask that at your own risk. LOL. Final warning: I've never written fanfic before but I'll give it a shot. Hehe.

"The first FIVE people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level."

I've just stumbled on to this little game going on. And it's uber fun!

Let Dean be the last man standing, vote for Dean! :-)

When you see this, post another Supernatural quote in your lj. Let's see how long this can go on for.

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Dean: What could you possibly say that would sound crazy to me?

Sam: Uhm, Evil Santa.

Dean: Yeah, that's crazy.

I am still recovering from yesterday's long day of doom-- slept at 330am but at least I woke up at 11am.

But I realized that I'm still operating on reserves when instead of feeling frustrated or angry with one of my writers, all the strength I could muster just went to trying really really hard to make sure that this time she thoroughly understood my instructions.

Sometimes I wonder if I am communicating as clearly as I think but then again 2 out of 3 people understood me so I would think it was pretty clear. *sigh*

F and I were chatting earlier trying to get a handle on whether we were nerds, geeks or dorks. I argued that I used to be more of a nerd than anything but as I got older I became more geeky. Apparently there's a test to determine which one you are.

( Turns out I am both. )

Today just about kicked my ass all over the place.

Had to finish some stuff til 2am then had to be up at 6am. Then had to keep my energy up so the people in the workshop wouldn't fall asleep on me.

And now, at close to midnight, I still can't go to bed cuz I'm supposed to finish more stuff. Thing is when I'm reading the stuff I am supposed to be editing, I am slurring the words in my head.

It totally feels like I have a hangover without all the fun stuff that came before it. Dang.

Maybe I should nap first?

So I took this interesting test to check how Attached I am...


( Results Here. )

So just a little movie round-up. Like I said, since I am de-hermiting I've been hitting the theaters again. Feels strange to actually say this considering that I used to watch 2-3 movies a week in the cinema.

Well, just goes to show how life has changed.

Okay so just some impressions...

( 2008 movies I've caught... so far )

Lois and I were at a Spa last Sunday and had an interesting conversation.

After the rather disappointing epilogue to the Avatar finale (sidenote: i'll get to my protestations about it in a bit), I asked her to write me some fanfic to erase that ending in my head.

She said, "I no longer write for pleasure."

And I realized that the same is true for me.

I mean don't get me wrong I still love to write, but when you write for a living-- what used to be something that I loved to do to take a break, became something I needed to take a break from.

It's one of the reasons this is the first time I got into blogging (and I haven't even truly embraced it all the way).

And I'm actually missing it... getting immersed in a world of my creation, crafting a plot that makes my head wonder and my heart race, waiting to see where a character will take me as I let them loose in the playground I created.

I haven't seen that side of myself for a long while. Maybe we need to get reacquainted.

Sigh.

But I don't know if I have the energy for all this right now.

I am actually tempted to join this challenge thingie kamikazeremix just so I could be sortta forced to write. Maybe jumpstart my fiction again.

But it also scares me.

So I am in a sort of waiting game.

In the meantime, I am in awe with the kind of quality work that people are churning out in the Supernatural fandom. It's the first time I've ever actually gotten into fanfic but it sure makes waiting for Season bearable.

Hmmm... what a toughie. I love lingering in the supermarket. It's become almost like a field trip for me.

So let's see. Assuming that I was out of everything on my list??

For food stuff: steak, veggies (potatoes and corn), fruits (whatever is available)
For non-food stuff: toilet paper, toothpaste,

Yeah I think that would have to be my main priorities. Hehe.

It's funny. Been awhile since the last time I actually listened to the radio, let alone watch an MTV. Its no wonder all the songs in my repertoire are all early post-college music.

Today I listened to a friend's collection on her Ipod and discovered that my laments about how "old" music is better than "today's" music proved to be unfounded. There are still some decent artists out there.

But now that radio holds no interest for me and I don't watch television, I wonder how I'm supposed to discover the new music out there.

Any thoughts?

So I got this in my inbox and just thought it would be interesting to see how far I've come.

Funny thing is, seems like the more things change, the more they remain the same. Or maybe it's about coming full circle.

Anyhoo---

***8 years ago***
1) How old were you?
22 years old

2) Where did you go to school?
AdMU, but I was long gone from there

3) Where did you work?
In a publishing company

4) Where did you live?
In a condo. A studio.

5) Where did you hang out?
I lived for my work so that's where I was most of the time. Except when there were work-related events.

6) Did you wear contacts?
Nope

7) Who was your best friend?
B

8) How many tattoos did you have?
None

9) How many piercings did you have?
Two. One for each ear.

10) Did you drive a car?
Nope. Easier to take the train or a cab.

11) Had you been to a real party?
All the time

12) Had you had your heart broken?
At least once.

13) Were you single / Taken / Married /
By then I was in a four-year relationship.

14) Any Kids?
Nope. The idea scared me to death.

***4 years ago ***
1) How old were you?
26

2) Where did you go to school?
After AdMU, I went to AIM for entrepreneurship

3) Where did you work?
Outdoors!

4) Where did you live?
Griffith House

5) Where did you hang out?
Towake Beach. Hehe.

6) Did you wear glasses?
Nah.

7) Who were your best friend(s)?
Leo

8) How many tattoos did you have?
None

9) How many piercings did you have?
Still the same two.

10) What car did you drive?
A golf cart!

11) Had your heart broken?
At least twice.

12) Were you Single/Taken/Married/Divorced?
Engaged but not to the same guy.

13) Any Kids?
No biological ones. Just the ones that came to camp and were mine for a couple of days. :-)

***Today/2008***
1) How old are you?
30

2) Where do you work?
At home (this is the life!)

3) Where dO you live?
In a 2 bedroom condo.

4) Do you wear glasses?
Still nope. (actually I used to wear glasses in HS for astigmatism)

5) Where do you hang out?
On my couch or in my bed.

6)Closest friend(s)?
Leo and a handful of GS, HS, college and work friends.

7) Do you talk to your old friends?
Since I have decided to de-hermit, then yes.

8) How many piercings do you have?
Still just for earrings.

9) How many tattoos?
Still no intention of getting inked.

10) What kind of car do you have?
A Honda Civic. Though technically it's not really mine.

11) Has your heart been broken?
Still just the twice. I think.

12)Single/taken/married/divorced?
Very married to the same guy I was engaged to. Hahaha.

13) Any Children?
1= Diego.

I fill my days with other people's words so that my own don't surface and I won't have to deal with them.

I push and push and push it all away hoping that one day they'll be so far away that I won't need to see them anymore.

Meanwhile you sit there uncaring that I am drowning right in front of you-- not even knowing the telltale signs of my slow demise.

Tell me... when did we start falling apart?

Cool.

The restaurant would be a "choose your own adventure" type of place. Where instead of ordering a dish from a menu. You'll be given a list of ingredients in stock that day (and its gonna be a really looong list of ingredients) and you choose what you want your dish to be made of.

Then the chef will whip up a surprise dish based on the ingredients you chose.

Ambience? Maybe the middle will be sort of like kitchen stadium with an open kitchen where you can see your dish being made.

I think I would call this restaurant: Choice Picks. LOL.