sororcula: ([babies] sucking thumb)
Eee, I love these: Appliqued baby pajamas. So cute.

Hmm, speaking of cute/pretty/crafty things, I need to make or obtain a birthday present for my sister. *ponders*
sororcula: (Charlie/Amita classroom kiss)
My sister called me at midnight to wish me a happy birthday. :-) And then we talked for an hour, haha. I'm not going to be seeing her till Saturday. *cries*
sororcula: (Charlie/Amita classroom kiss)
Snagged from [ profile] bubbleslayer:

For the first three people that reply to me and re-post this challenge, I will send you something. It might be something I've made, or something cool from my hidden stash, it might be a mix CD, icons or wallpapers, a book I think you will enjoy, or something else that is completely awesome. Whatever it is, I promise that I will get it to you in 365 days or fewer. The only thing you need to do in order to participate is to be one of the first three to reply to this, AND post this thing on your journal - cause it's fun to get nifty mail. Yes it is!

My notes: If you want in on this, please mention in your comment whether you, A) wear earrings, B) have any allergies, and/or C) if you don't want jewelry or baked goods (which is not a problem by any means, so don't feel like you have to suffer through earrings or cookies if you don't want them. What I send will depend on who responds, anyway.) And then e-mail me with your address: sororcula at gmail dot com. I promise not to stalk you. I have [ profile] elysium1996's address and she's still alive. ;-)

So, in other news: I'm kind of a dumbass. Haha. It turns out my oral presentation isn't until TUESDAY. \o/ And, when I told the girl who sits next to me in class that my love story will be about "Roberto y Jose," she said, "Two guys?" I said yes and she kind of nodded and said, "That's hot." I was like, "Yeah, I'm glad we're in agreement here." ;-)

And you may have figured this out from the whole, you know, porn-writing thing, but I'm officially no longer a ~*~lady~*~ as of earlier today when I said the word "masturbate" to a guy. I KNOW, YOU ARE ALL FAINTING, RIGHT? Hee.

Oh, and finally, thank you so much for the thoughts and prayers for my SoCal relatives. The fires in their city are under control and they were never forced to evacuate, so it looks like things will be okay for them.

SPN tonight! I'm unspoiled and the ads have been nothing but confusing, so I have no idea what the storyline is. Yay. :-D (true story: I pretty much forgot it was on tonight until my dad mentioned it a couple hours ago. Heh.)

ETA: Spots still open, FYI.


May. 10th, 2007 12:34 am
sororcula: (Dean pleased)
Okay, my sister is HOME (YAY!) and in bed only a short distance from me... I can measure in feet instead of miles now. I'm very happy.

AND, three of my favorite RPS WIPs have new parts posted tonight!! So I'm going to go read those now and then go to sleep.

sororcula: (David/Don/Terry)
I'm home! Whew. ramblings about family, The Holiday and The Nativity Story, and various trip things )

So, I still have a number of Christmas presents to get for people. I have a gift card for my dad, a bowl for my brother, a necklace for my friend, but nothing yet for my sister or my mom. Damn. The bowl and the necklace kind of feel like half-gifts, also, so I kind of want to get a few more things for them.

I'm hungry. I'mma go find something to eat, and then... maybe go out to find presents, or else I'll stay here and continue catching up on the flist. Heh. :-)
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So, earlier, my mom saw a picture of Robert De Niro and was all,

Mom: "Oh, hey, Robert De Niro! He's so good-looking,"
Me: "Robert De Niro? Really?"
Mom: "Yeah, he's my favorite actor. You knew that, I've said that before."
Me: "Um, yeah, okay, I guess that sounds familiar."
Mom: "I feel about him the way you do about... what's-their-names."
Me: "Uh, yeah, except I know Robert De Niro's name?"

It could have ended there, with me assuming that she would have gotten Jensen and Jared's names pretty quickly if she thought about it. But she and my dad both start talking, trying to come up with their names...

Them: "Jason? Jensen! Jensen and Jason?"
Me: "No, not Jason."
Dad: "Ackles! Jensen Ackles!"
Me: "Yeah, okay, what about the other one?"
Them: "Uh.. Sobacheski? Padacheski?" (this line of thinking goes on for a bit)
Dad: "Oh, I know! It's Padaleski."
Me: "NO, it's not. C'mon, guys, you must be joking here."

But they WEREN'T.

Them: "Padalecki! Okay."
Me: "Yes. What's his first name?"
Dad: "Are they both named Jensen?"
Me: "Do you honestly think they're both named Jensen? Really?"
Dad: "Well, no. But it's something like that, right?"
Me: *sigh*

After a while,

Dad: "Jared!"

Obviously, my talking about these guys EVERY DAY for, like, HOURS at a time is not enough. LOL.

Oh, well, at least I'm pretty sure my mom can finally keep track of which one is Sam and which is Dean. I think.


Nov. 11th, 2006 02:53 am
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My sister doesn't watch SPN, but I squee over it to her anyway, and she doesn't seem to mind too much. But she's not into the fandom at all, doesn't read the fic, and I don't talk to her about the *ahem* "adult" portions of the fandom.

Which is why it made me LOL to read her response when I e-mailed her a link to next week's promo:

Oh Dean. Just can't keep his hands off a pretty girl, even if she's a demon or spirit or whatever.

Or maybe he's selling his body to get his dad back.

Oh Dean indeed.

In other news, it seems to be raining here, and my hands are fucking COLD. I'mma go turn on the heater in my room and go to sleep.
sororcula: (Hey Brother)
Went to SF today on public transportation, which is always... fun. :-) Nah, it was fine, except I guess there was a 49ers game, so the train was hella packed for most of the trip, and I had to stand. My bag was over my right shoulder and I was holding onto the overhead bar with my right hand, and my hand got kind of tingly after a while. But hey, I didn't fall over.

Reason for trip was to visit my sister, because it had been, I don't know, a week? since I last saw her, and apparently talking on the phone pretty much every day and e-mailing back and forth throughout the week just doesn't do it for us. She bought me a burrito and I made her watch some scenes from Supernatural (because OMG she doesn't watch the show!!! but I love her anyway). Then she had a meeting to go to so I hung around in her room doing some reading for school and getting sleepy. When she came back we went to Starbucks (which is very rare for me as I am poor and there are none by my house) and she bought me a Pumpkin Spice Latte or whatever those pieces of heaven are called. Heh. I liked it very much. Then I took public transport back to my city, and hiked up to church for youth group, which was, erm, eventful, I guess. I don't know, it doesn't spell "Catholic church" for me when there are "Don't drop the soap" jokes going around the table, but. Hm. Anyway, now I have marker on my hands.

Felt the same reservations about youth group as I have the past few weeks (namely that I seem to be the most mature member and the only one who's interested in learning something and talking about Vaguely Serious Subjects). There was no learning or VSS tonight, although there was the potential to talk about a VSS (that being women in prison, and does God forgive everybody, etc.) but I think I may have been the only one in the room who actually saw such a discussion as a possibility or as, you know, interesting.

Also slightly disappointed that one of the few boys I like there used the term "Feminazi" during one of our conversations. (Not about me.)

Came home, ate a couple of cupcakes, and have been lazing around ever since. I did discover that (at least in some pictures) Jensen Ackles has exactly the same cheekbones as Taylor Hanson, which... I don't really have an opinion on, I just thought it was an interesting observation in, ya know, an observationally interesting way.

And finally, last night I typed out a little Numb3rs double drabble (or maybe more like double and a half? I can't remember) which I am thinking about posting tomorrow. It kind of... came at me out of nowhere. Like, I was sitting there innocently and all of a sudden an image kind of came to me, and there wasn't really much else, but it was so strong that I had to write it down. It's kind of... different. I guess. Heh. :-)
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whining about family )

So let's see, in other news... my class was canceled yesterday, so I went to the library with no time constraints and spent about an hour and a half there browsing the catalog and shelves. I left with 8 books, even though the past few books I've checked out I haven't even read before they were due, and I already had a very neglected-looking library book at home. *headdesk*

But! They look interesting! One is about abortion and Catholicism, a couple are about women and violence (women as victims and perpetrators), and thanks to Supernatural I got a few books about various mythology, including one about Navajo myths, which brings me to the next thing I wanted to mention.

I've read (I think) every Tony Hillerman book published and they've made me fall in love with New Mexico and the Navajo myths and culture even though I've never been to NM and have never knowingly met a Navajo. So I already had a thing for NM, and THEN I found out that DON used to run the Albuquerque field office and!!! Now I want to write/read a Numb3rs/Hillerman crossover. I even kind of find Don/Chee hot.

The best thing is it's totally possible, because the FBI investigate all the federal crimes that take place on tribal land, and in the books Chee (and to a lesser extent Leaphorn) have to deal with the FBI all the time. Like, whenever there's a murder. And there's this whole tension between the tribal police and the feds because they both want jurisdiction. (I think that's the word I'm looking for, yeah?)

I am going to ignore the fact that this could easily include the Winchester boys because if I think about that my HEAD will explode.

There's this whole aspect of OMG it gets HOT in New Mexico and Don would have his collar unbuttoned and his sleeves rolled up, or he'd be in jeans and a t-shirt and... I'm so shallow.


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