Mr. Jim Beaver came under my radar when he played a recurring character on my favorite TV series Supernatural as the Winchester boys', well, surrogate father figure named Bobby Singer. At first, his character was just in the sidelines until the latter seasons when he started to be much more central to the story leading up to his *spoiler alert* ( Read more... )

Early this morning, a colleague of mine whom I consider a good friend, texted and asked if I was up because she was sad; her bf's off for a one month business trip and it was hard for her not being with him here. I felt instantly sympathetic since - not that I'm being pompous or anything - I've crossed that bridge quite a few times in the past and ( Read more... )

I was standing there, up on the stage, wearing pink tights and a striped leotard. On my head was a small sailor's cap and I was done up for the second number we had just danced. We were saluting in a line, looking out at the audience who were clapping at our number, our achievement. I was smiling and I felt the exhilaration rush through me as I ( Read more... )

I normally would not write about what goes on at work primarily because for me, it's like Las Vegas: what happens at work stays at work. So even conversations I have outside of the office normally would not carry technical matters simply because I live it enough days in a week and I'm just sick of it; there is life outside of work... or so I would ( Read more... )

i recently read leda'a post ( here ) and it got me thinking... because i seem to hold some similar sentiments about valentine's ( Read more... )

on a point of amusement

なんかとても面白いんじゃ。 (yes, most likely wrong grammar but i'm seriously, deeply amused... well, pissed but i think jami's rubbing off on me coz the "pissed" part turned to... well... amused har-har-har-hardy-har-har-har :p) 誰が大人と思うけど。。。 (独り言だ。説明がここにないけど、あの知らない方は本当に本当に本当に子供みたいと思います。。。)

anyways, my real post :p

on mystery case ( Read more... )

as is the norm with my family on sunday mornings, we went to church. however, i found this week to be a little different than norm because, for some odd reason, i found myself going to church with a little trepidation. i guess it had to do with what the parish priest announced last week ( Read more... )

at a certain point in my life, i never thought that i would care what people thought about me... that i didn't mind the isolation that i had placed upon my life so as to not feel, so as to not associate... so as to not get hurt ( Read more... )

Dear Lord ( Read more... )

To everyone who is going to read this ( Read more... )