(Hint: no, not Snape.)
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Friday, April 17, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
...hail...storm...OUCH!
Well, I'm gonna start with all people usually say: it was such a nice day.
The birds chirped like no tomorrow, bees buzzed, the cats lazed around on the sun-warmed concrete patch in the garden, and it was frikkin warm.
So I left in jeans, a sleeveless shirt with a see-through shirt over it, for decency's sake and a light vest stuffed in my bag, in case I take too long. I had some errands to run for my folks and to buy some stuff for my projects. (Like 100% cotton thread and wooden and porcelain beads for macrame.)
Anyway, I saw the clouds when I exited the first shop, and stopped walking. Luckily, nobody bumped into me. Then I removed my sunglasses, but they still looked damned formidable. They were hailstorm clouds, or at least clouds that promised some serious storm business. I mean they were the colour of denim (the greenish-grayish-bluish kind) and I know that colour pretty well. But alas, they had already passed over that place already, so I decided not to run home, instead I went into the bead shop and bought the big wooden and porcelain beads. Quickly tho.
Then I started on my way home. I saw the clouds again on the other side of the Duna (aka Danube), the other, not where I live. But... as luck would have it, just when I was 3 stops from home (5 minutes bus ride) it started raining. And something started clicking on the top of the bus. I looked out and lo and behold, hail!
Now I knew there was a small shelter at the bus stop, and when the bus actually stopped, hails were pelting from the sky like someone had tilted over the bucket. I jumped out of the bus and under the shelter and stood there, hunched into as small a person as possible and put my vest on. The bus driver checked the windshield wipers, and they weren't broke, but he looked at them anyway... Oh dear. And then the bus actually stopped there because the driver couldn't see. But after a while it went on.
The rain and the hail calmed down a little, so I left the shelter, and after a moment or so it started up again. I had to cross the street and I stepped into the sloshing rainwater and it came up to my ankles. Yay, I loved storms like these. I was in sandals, so at least as soon as the water poured in, it poured out too.
When I rounded the corner, I saw... mist. The cold water poured down on hot stone and asphalt, so the whole street was covered in mist. And lots of sloshing water. Yay.
Anyway, once I got home, I was sopping wet. I hung out my clothes to dry, took a hot shower, washed my hair and then took some piccies of the ice around the house. Will add later.
So... my conclusion: walking in hail is so not a nice thing.
The birds chirped like no tomorrow, bees buzzed, the cats lazed around on the sun-warmed concrete patch in the garden, and it was frikkin warm.
So I left in jeans, a sleeveless shirt with a see-through shirt over it, for decency's sake and a light vest stuffed in my bag, in case I take too long. I had some errands to run for my folks and to buy some stuff for my projects. (Like 100% cotton thread and wooden and porcelain beads for macrame.)
Anyway, I saw the clouds when I exited the first shop, and stopped walking. Luckily, nobody bumped into me. Then I removed my sunglasses, but they still looked damned formidable. They were hailstorm clouds, or at least clouds that promised some serious storm business. I mean they were the colour of denim (the greenish-grayish-bluish kind) and I know that colour pretty well. But alas, they had already passed over that place already, so I decided not to run home, instead I went into the bead shop and bought the big wooden and porcelain beads. Quickly tho.
Then I started on my way home. I saw the clouds again on the other side of the Duna (aka Danube), the other, not where I live. But... as luck would have it, just when I was 3 stops from home (5 minutes bus ride) it started raining. And something started clicking on the top of the bus. I looked out and lo and behold, hail!
Now I knew there was a small shelter at the bus stop, and when the bus actually stopped, hails were pelting from the sky like someone had tilted over the bucket. I jumped out of the bus and under the shelter and stood there, hunched into as small a person as possible and put my vest on. The bus driver checked the windshield wipers, and they weren't broke, but he looked at them anyway... Oh dear. And then the bus actually stopped there because the driver couldn't see. But after a while it went on.
The rain and the hail calmed down a little, so I left the shelter, and after a moment or so it started up again. I had to cross the street and I stepped into the sloshing rainwater and it came up to my ankles. Yay, I loved storms like these. I was in sandals, so at least as soon as the water poured in, it poured out too.
When I rounded the corner, I saw... mist. The cold water poured down on hot stone and asphalt, so the whole street was covered in mist. And lots of sloshing water. Yay.
Anyway, once I got home, I was sopping wet. I hung out my clothes to dry, took a hot shower, washed my hair and then took some piccies of the ice around the house. Will add later.
So... my conclusion: walking in hail is so not a nice thing.
Monday, April 13, 2009
Not again...
Just as the title says. Spoilers ahead by the way.
So... of course another favourite character of mine is dead. Not sure I'd want to read more Dresden Files books. I mean with Morgan dead it's just not the same. I really liked the guy. Grumpy and bad-tempered and paranoid, he was sort of like Snape. Who was my favourite, and also got killed off.
Pisses me off. Why always my faves?
When will any of my faves stay alive ever?
Seriously... Just ask me who my favourite character is and be sure he will die soon, probably acting out of character on the way.
Oh joy.
So... of course another favourite character of mine is dead. Not sure I'd want to read more Dresden Files books. I mean with Morgan dead it's just not the same. I really liked the guy. Grumpy and bad-tempered and paranoid, he was sort of like Snape. Who was my favourite, and also got killed off.
Pisses me off. Why always my faves?
When will any of my faves stay alive ever?
Seriously... Just ask me who my favourite character is and be sure he will die soon, probably acting out of character on the way.
Oh joy.
Friday, April 10, 2009
I think I have been condemned to the fate of all my favourite characters dying abruptly (in TV shows) in the most out of character way possible.
No matter who I like, they die. And the reason is always crappy and always OOC.
Oh and Kutner and suicide? When he was so afraid of the death cat he nearly climbed the walls to get away? No. Not plausible at all.
Seriously, House is going so downhill it's moving vertically.
Where have all the good shows gone off to?
No matter who I like, they die. And the reason is always crappy and always OOC.
Oh and Kutner and suicide? When he was so afraid of the death cat he nearly climbed the walls to get away? No. Not plausible at all.
Seriously, House is going so downhill it's moving vertically.
Where have all the good shows gone off to?
Saturday, April 04, 2009
Did some light shopping today. Buttons, outdoor flip-flops for the summer and dark pants *not* made from denim. Yay, now I have some nice business wear too.
And then... when I came back from shopping and got horizontal with my window open and feeling vaguely guilty for wanting to own a shotgun and kill all those fucking loud birds outside I thought about House...
And I thought what if Sendhil Ramamurthy played Kutner? Yup, that thought flashed through my mind and I'm still dazed. *blush* I mean... eye candy. Sure, both House and Wilson look good, and I have a soft spot for Taub for some reason (yeah, it's prolly the nose), although less not that he lied. But still... Yeah, he'd have stolen all the fans, so that would have been bad. Also, he's prolly still in Heroes, unless they've killed him off now too. But still... whoa.
Also, it's so nice, the warmth and the sunlight. I came to love clear, open places and sunlight... I think I'm thinking more and more like a plant. But as long as I don't become a vegetable... (yeah, bad pun. Sorry.)
Anyway, I like this late spring feeling. I just hope my tulips will have time to flower.
And then... when I came back from shopping and got horizontal with my window open and feeling vaguely guilty for wanting to own a shotgun and kill all those fucking loud birds outside I thought about House...
And I thought what if Sendhil Ramamurthy played Kutner? Yup, that thought flashed through my mind and I'm still dazed. *blush* I mean... eye candy. Sure, both House and Wilson look good, and I have a soft spot for Taub for some reason (yeah, it's prolly the nose), although less not that he lied. But still... Yeah, he'd have stolen all the fans, so that would have been bad. Also, he's prolly still in Heroes, unless they've killed him off now too. But still... whoa.
Also, it's so nice, the warmth and the sunlight. I came to love clear, open places and sunlight... I think I'm thinking more and more like a plant. But as long as I don't become a vegetable... (yeah, bad pun. Sorry.)
Anyway, I like this late spring feeling. I just hope my tulips will have time to flower.
Thursday, April 02, 2009
Sunshine
Well, spring got dragged in finally. I mean I'm fairly used to snow in March and April, but yay, finally it's sunshine and cherry blossoms.
Not about to turn into a Japanese and bring out a blanket and drink tea and watch the cherry blossoms fall, but hey, cherry blossoms have a really nice smell. Also, they are pretty much the heralds of spring.
I've moved my herb garden and all my other plants from the windowsill to the balcony railing, so they get more sun. It's getting more and more crowded. I mean most of the balcony is covered in greens. Sadly, the thyme died, but that was my mom who killed it, so... Gonna have to buy another one, and soon. Two of my small lavender plants also bit the dust, but that was the cold winter that did them in, most probably, as each had a partner in the same box that survived. And there was lots of space, so... so I shall plant new lavender.
All my chrysanthemums seem to have survived, although I'll have to nip the old blossoms and the dried out pieces. It'll take me some serious shokoban to move the stuff out of the way so I'd be able to sweep the multitude of fallen petals off the balcony. Yay, go me.
My tulips have somehow, secretly multiplied. I've bought 2 bulbs a few years ago, and now there are so many leaves... Not that I mind. Purple-black tulips are always pretty, especially mine. ^^ I just dunno how they did it, the little sneaks.
So far, my herb survivors: tarragon, lavender(s, especially the huge potted ones), curry, hypericum (NOT kidding), the peppermint... Sadly, the thyme died, and so did the sage last autumn. So I'll have to replace them.
Luckily, all three of my mini roses survived. I hope they'll stay up and about this year too.
And come to think of it, it's nearly time for adding some fertilizer to the soil. And since I had my dad buy me a huge sackful of it (yup, cow dung, if you were wondering), I shall put it to good use.
Oh and by the way, ever since the sun came up and I'm not sitting in a cold, dank wintry world... I can't stop grinning. I think I'm too many parts plant. A carnivorous one at that. Heheh.
So... That's about it.
Not about to turn into a Japanese and bring out a blanket and drink tea and watch the cherry blossoms fall, but hey, cherry blossoms have a really nice smell. Also, they are pretty much the heralds of spring.
I've moved my herb garden and all my other plants from the windowsill to the balcony railing, so they get more sun. It's getting more and more crowded. I mean most of the balcony is covered in greens. Sadly, the thyme died, but that was my mom who killed it, so... Gonna have to buy another one, and soon. Two of my small lavender plants also bit the dust, but that was the cold winter that did them in, most probably, as each had a partner in the same box that survived. And there was lots of space, so... so I shall plant new lavender.
All my chrysanthemums seem to have survived, although I'll have to nip the old blossoms and the dried out pieces. It'll take me some serious shokoban to move the stuff out of the way so I'd be able to sweep the multitude of fallen petals off the balcony. Yay, go me.
My tulips have somehow, secretly multiplied. I've bought 2 bulbs a few years ago, and now there are so many leaves... Not that I mind. Purple-black tulips are always pretty, especially mine. ^^ I just dunno how they did it, the little sneaks.
So far, my herb survivors: tarragon, lavender(s, especially the huge potted ones), curry, hypericum (NOT kidding), the peppermint... Sadly, the thyme died, and so did the sage last autumn. So I'll have to replace them.
Luckily, all three of my mini roses survived. I hope they'll stay up and about this year too.
And come to think of it, it's nearly time for adding some fertilizer to the soil. And since I had my dad buy me a huge sackful of it (yup, cow dung, if you were wondering), I shall put it to good use.
Oh and by the way, ever since the sun came up and I'm not sitting in a cold, dank wintry world... I can't stop grinning. I think I'm too many parts plant. A carnivorous one at that. Heheh.
So... That's about it.
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