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6/23/09 11:03 am - And more Sherlock Holmes/Jeremy Brett iconsBecause of the warm reception of the humble little icons I've made over at this community, I got the huge urge to do three more before going to bed. X/ I'm relatively new at icon-making, so I did two versions of the third icon, see which text looks better/less obtrusive, etc. As usual, please cred when you will use it. Hope you enjoy. ^^ 01|  02|  03|  04| For cross-posting at ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} jeremybrett .
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6/9/09 09:31 am - Su~bieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!Can anyone spot me 600K???? Oooooh, to have one, in its gas-guzzling, snort-roaring glory and all!   It's like eyeing that cute little puppy you've always wanted in that pet store. And said pet store is in the neighborhood, en route to work! Can you believe the daily torture?? I can't believe I DID NOT put my greedy hands all over it when I was taking pictures.... sigh...  *DROOOOOOOOOOOOL* |
6/4/09 02:02 pm - We, the poor 'tao'
I don't exactly know how I came to the realization. It's probably bits and chains of events around me that triggered such thoughts. I mean, we as a people do acknowledge that we are a poor country, a third world region this part of Southeast Asia. That sad fact has been ingrained to our very bones, I think, in the last thirty years or so. We are hit over the head with this that it feels like we're inured to this plight of ours. We joke about it, make light of the country's deplorable moral conditions, just let the corruption screw us to numbness and just accept. It's not that we should wallow in self-pity and whine about the nation's situation, but... to lose all feeling and just be another diffident bystander? My coworkers and I were watching the Discovery channel last night in the office cafeteria, about the top ten diggers with all their huge machinery. One worker walks six miles within his shift going across the machine! I brought up the subject how rocky hills in Saudi Arabia were dug right through the middle to install a highway; as opposed to cementing a road around a mountain as done here--if funds are ever made available at all. In that brief instance, it hit me how we lacked a lot of things, how shorthanded we are of movers and shakers, of progress. That it's sad to think that our Asian brothers sent their people here to learn how to cultivate rice from us. And now, we import rice from them. Ah, yes, how we have fallen. Our heads have been muddled and our skulls hardened from bashing it against the wall of poverty, the concept is no longer alien to us, but part of our system. Is it? All I Ask of You - Phantom of the Opera (musical) w/ Sarah Brightman
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5/31/09 11:40 pm - I want to capture THIS! Would be a nice addition to my other non-canon, Seven Per-Cent Solution. Would they qualify as pastiches, then? Allemande - Bach Cello Suite
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5/26/09 01:51 pm - Ramblings of a sleep-addled mindBach! Can anyone tell me where I could find string compositions of Bach? Violin, Cello, anything on string and string only! I've only heard one, a cello piece that I didn't catch the title of over the radio, and that was several years ago when I went for physical therapy (for my then-studying sibling's needed academic credits). The wait didn't seem that long when I listened to it.
And now that a SH fic reminded me of it, I should push the pursuit of getting his music. I haven't wandered out of my little circuit (home, office, muay thai/boxing on the side). Other than Tower Records and that other record bar I can't recall the name of in the vaunted Ayala Center (please forgive; I hardly broke said circuit for a while now ^^;). I don't mind a bit of Vivaldi and other master's string compositions, but Bach I must have! Anyone know where I could find them? ( Holmes parallelism... here begins the sleep-addled part ) |
5/22/09 03:19 pm - Sherlock Holmes trailerI just saw it courtesy of youTube. Yes, I know, I'm just asking for aggravation--and I got it. All I can say is... I. DON'T. RECOGNIZE. IT. Even if they put Holmes' name at the beginning and at the end of the trailer, kept calling RDJr that, it_just_doesn't_stick! Well. There's the Transformers sequel to look forward to...  pissed off |
5/15/09 06:35 pm - Triumph for the big girlsYou can shoot me later for either jumping in the bandwagon too late, or for wearing my heart on my sleeve, so to speak. I've only just discovered the impact of a certain Susan Boyle when a coworker suggested looking her up online. (For the late readers' info, I haven't seen the light of internet for MANY months, you see^^) And it was inevitable that I was literally bowled over and moved close to tears when I watched her performance on youTube. It was just a perfect everyman's success story any nameless face would die for, and I felt for her, the song (one of my favorites), and just the running parallel of sorts with my life. Just some days prior, I managed to catch "Hairspray" on HBO before heading for bed. I didn't finish it since I had a shift later that night, and the story premise just... hit too close to home. Because I felt such fairytales are dead. And because I'm fat. Chubby. Obese. Overweight. There, I said it. Now. Can we move on?... right. A few days ago, I was lamenting how, though people--specially in the US--are slowly coming to terms about their bias towards "black people", the stigma of being horizontally challenged is still an ongoing battle fought in every corner of this earth. So, from that little big girl in the 60's on Hairspray to the delightful Miss Boyle in Britain's Got Talent, the persecution for being fat still resounds throughout the decades. I don't think anything's changed. It's a tragic truth many overweight people overcome and struggle through every minute of our lives. It's never easy to try to come to terms with the way one looks when everything and everyone around you can't seem to get past your wide waistline. Then, just seeing and hearing Susan Boyle perform not only took my breath away, but reminded me to keep my chin up. And to keep on fighting, no matter what the odds are. If I had not watched her, I might have posted some choice colorful words on my thoughts about this social stigma and just simply give up on the world.  melancholy |
5/12/09 10:54 am - Meme: Books that Rocked my WorldPlease forgive. It's been a long while since I last did a meme. ^^' From ekmisao : Fifteen books you've read that will always stick with you. First fifteen you can recall in no more than 15 minutes. 1. All Sherlock Holmes stories (mine courtesy of Bantam books) 2. Alexander Dumas' Three Musketeers and 3. Twenty Years After 4. William Morrell's Daimyo and 5. Daimyo's Revenge 6. Louisa May Alcott's Little Men and 7. Jo's Boys 8. George Eliot's Silas Marner 9. A book on body language whose title escapes me now, that I've yet to finish (damnit! I was just reading that last week! X/ Does that count?). 10. Minute Mysteries by Austin Ripley, featuring Professor Fordney 11. Seven-Per-Cent Solution by Nicholas Meyer 12. The Princess Bride by William Goldman 13. The Friendshp Factor by Alan Loy McGinnis 14. The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux (how could I forget???) 15. The Merry Adventures of Robin Hood by howard Pyle Wow. Half of them are classic. And no, they weren't read for school. I honed my English this way. Sort of. =P I hope they helped...  productive |
5/12/09 09:22 amLast Saturday was the earliest I’d gone home from work, since I had limited funds because my ATM card was left at home, and I didn’t carry enough cash for me to either go boxing or malling. And when I got home, there wasn’t much to do since the TV and my PC were occupied. So, I was seized with the impulse of bringing out my meager Transformers collection and take photos. I actually have small diecast models of the Autobots (except Bumblebee and Jazz) from the movie, but the rest are Optimus Primes. And these I decided to let loose from their boxes and just admire them for a short time. Besides, I hadn’t taken out the latest movie Prime I bought a few months ago. So here they are.
Oh, and I’m not sure I’ve posted anything about getting hold of a Masterpiece Optimus Prime after my birthday, haven’t I? XD He’s the prettiest, most solid, and the ultimate badass of my Prime collection. He’s made up of solid plastic and diecast, hands are quite movable, and I just love the detail on the toy. I had been pining for one since fellow collector Roland first introduced me to the toy. (I even have an LJ icon of it!) I never thought I would actually own one. I didn’t even care if it was pre-owned, or that a part of the Megatron gun got broke, or that Prime suffered a few dings. I couldn’t peel my eyes away from it when it first graced my desk.
Of course, a Transformer toy isn’t much if you can’t transform it, can you? The little diecast model, the one still in its box, couldn’t be transformed, unfortunately. And Ol’ Masterpiece chose that moment to be difficult so he’s the only one in the pic that is still in robot form. I was too scared that I might break something.
One time that someone did transform him, someone was fooling around and knocked his head off! Naturally, I almost went berserk since he wasn’t fully paid at the time. I have yet to master how to change him into truck mode, but I can put him back to robot form.
I think I spent almost an hour transforming them, and had the hardest time trying to put Masterpiece to truck form, and failed. I almost had it when I couldn’t get his left hand out because I inserted it wrong. I thought I had to take off his finger just to get the hand back out! Thankfully, he got through unscathed for a few more poses. a-SQUEE |
5/1/09 12:16 pm - Now what?Closing the second week into this new account, and we've yet to get the ball rolling. I've spent another night doing no work whatsoever. It's a huge paradox from the relentless and (to me) merciless pace the old account presented. I'm kind of floored by this---in my head, at least.
At least, the inactivity has me thinking of things I tried putting off every time I step into the office. Like drawing. I've resisted the urge to take out my sketchpad to while away the time on my desk for fear of being noticed that I've been dawdling all night long. Oh, for a mirror. I was never in a habit of checking myself in one, but a rearview mirror would help to spot curious eyes. I want to write again, to draw, to go upgrade my cars in ID v 4, anything. I have the chance to get back to the living realm again. That certainly should be nice news, but I don't feel... happy about it. I just hope the fog clears up soon. |
4/28/09 12:00 pm - A study in trying to wax eloquent and failing miserably
Addendum --- I would like to slap myself upside the head--effectively and painfully, if it were physically possible--for still googling more about the new Sherlock Holmes movie. I must have wanted to inject some excitement in my sleepy shift. Well, it did half the job: it's injecting more apathy towards the poor movie. But then, I'm also discovering I'm not alone in my sentiment, and it's no mean number. I guess that's a consolation? |
4/22/09 11:34 pm - April 17: Company Family Fun Day at Boso-Boso Highland ResortFor this post, let the pictures speak for themselves. XD ( Beware! Picture overload!... sort of. ) I was also part of the five-man team who joined in our office's version of the Amazing Race. Pictures and videos are still being gathered from all quarters, so stay tuned. Ironically, I was the fifth member standing as cameraman, but I didn't capture much since I was having a hard time keeping up as it is! I was sure I was slowing my team down, and was close to giving up when we had to climb up a couple hundreds of steps in the afternoon heat. Now, this is part of a mountain we're talking about, and I'm not in the best shape. Safe to say, I was close to crying and giving up, but my teammates weren't giving up on me even if they drag, push, and ire me into going. And go I managed to do. We were out of breath, my lungs felt like giving out, my legs felt like breaking, but we had to go on. Oh, the glorious torture it was! I hope to make a separate post on that once the pictures are up.  chipper |
4/22/09 10:44 pm - Crawling my way back out to cyberspaceAt long last. I finally got the chance to update my poor little LJ. It's been neglected for too long now, much like other significant things in my life. I almost attributed it to my work, but I do know mental discipline and drive had something to do with the neglect. I'd like to announce, though, that something had happened two nights before that would hopefully change all that: I've started on a new account in the company. No, I haven't quit the company, just the job I had been doing for about a year now. But it still involved me working in a different building now, so I won't see much of the gang unless I make it a point to drop by. It was a bittersweet parting still; we've gone through the hardship of the account together, and have bonded through good and bad. I kind of feel that I had 'given up', but I guess I have. But these guys understand, and would be aware of my reasons to go. And my leaving was more bittersweet after two team bonding activities (which I'll report on a separate and more light-hearted post). Now being an 'outsider' of the account, the realization of how close our group was is stronger than before. Do I regret leaving the account? In some ways, I do, but only because of the people I left behind. But I don't feel so thrilled about being on a new account, either. It's less hectic, and the work environment more, er, subdued. I need to admit to myself more often that I don't like being uprooted a lot. I suppose nobody does; it's a matter of being able to quickly shrug off the annoyance at the transition of things. So, I'm now embarking on a different adventure. I've been told of what to expect, and a lot of them good. But I'm not really holding my breath. Time and experience constantly remind me never to be so complacent. We'll see. office 'ambience'
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2/16/09 08:12 am - And this is the day after.Am here at work, making up for lost time and backlogs. And I took my damn sweet time to get here, too. My sister had been waking me up off and on since 4 am this morning, and the little niece was awake and making a racket. Didn't really get up until her crying really got to me and I took to carrying her until she fell asleep. That done, I spent-I think, about two hours-gathering up my gear and actually packing for what looks like a 3-day stay at the office (including my workout clothes). I ate quite a breakfast, and a huge slice of my seemingly ridiculously expensive-looking cake. Stuffed and geared up, I went on my way. Before I got on to my last leg of my commute, I stopped by this flea market of a shop and spotted a few stuff toys, including a big Forever Friends bear. I knew my sister loves them, and my older niece would love it, too, so I bought it, and a scrappy little beanie dog and a hot pink Volkswagen for a coworker who adores them. The bear is a huge hit here with the team, specially the girls, having hangover sentiments from yesterday's V-day. I guess they were dateless as I was yesterday. =P Ahhh. and what a day that was for me. I had tried to condition myself all week last week to accomplish everything before Saturday (as you've been reading, you might have figured that the plan took a nosedive). So I decided to just drop everything by noon, gathered my stuff and went to the gym, did a few rounds of basic muay thai moves, gave a tip to the trainers because it was a, erm, special day that day. On the way home, I was considering getting my hair cut, so I had a little debate in my head if I should go to a higher-end salon, or the salon in the neighborhood. My hair has been a bane of my existence: it has a life of its own, and it do as it pleases. And with past experiences with low-priced salons, they hardly got the 'do I wanted. So that reasoning won out, so I went to a salon at the nearby mall, went for a ridiculously-expensive hair spa, then an eyebrow threading that hurt like a bitch (because the lady there seemed to have a mad fixation at the mayhem that were my eyebrows). That cost me P1200 total. I tipped off the stylist, her assistant, and the persistent lady who did my brows, since I was feeling generous and depressed at the time. And I thought that my mood would improve on the way home; but as I came close to home, there was a dialogue running in my head of how miserably unhappy with the way my life is going right now. What reason do I have to celebrate when life makes one crappy turn after the other? A small voice contradicted me, saying that I should be thankful for the life I had, and will have. So I came in with a little scowl on my face, and a bitter retort at my dad when he saw the bottle of cream liqueur in my hand which I picked up at the mall with a few more groceries. But as the hours progressed, my crabby mood just. melted. I couldn't put a finger on how that happened. My older niece gave me a little present-a "greeting card" made from a long tissue roll that had her message on it, with a figure of an apple cut with a fancy scissor. And she gave me a tiny toy car with her card. Now these little treasures are sitting on top of my computer at home. I had contemplated on bringing it with me, but figured it might get squashed by the things I brought with me to the office. I might take a snapshot of it when I go home. Next the little niece was brought in. She was pretty easy to get to smile, but would bawl the minute she was laid down. I took pictures and a video clip of here, and of her older sister, had dinner (and rounds of cream liqueur), and went to bed. I was having some palpitations from the alcohol consumption, so I let it wore off a bit by listening to three calls, then really went to bed. And thus was how I damn celebrated V-day. blank |
1/12/09 12:12 pm - Mobile posting--wonder if it works...?Now that emailing outside of work is, erm, allowed by the server, I'm taking liberties to see if this mobile posting feature will work this time around. The one over at Blogger works great, but my main journal is here. I'm presently a little bored while listening to this 15-minute call, and my mind is chafing at the feeling of 'inactivity'. But finding something to preoccupy myself with while doing work usually backfires that I end up working overtime. During the past few weeks, my workload was slightly lighter that I managed to be home by Saturday. But I would have to take some work home (which is not completed all the same), which is still better than hardly coming home for the weekends. And now that my workload is back to its normal stressful level, I'm a little anxious if I could finish everything. I really hadn't done anything drastic that changed my work habits; in fact, I think it got worse. But one thing that had changed is my drive to find another job had decreased. Gah, this is all confusing! I don't know what I want anymore. Is this some 'normal' occurrence when you reach a certain age? Is it a "female" thing? =P |
11/29/08 06:24 pm - Weaned from the 'Net?I've had numerous chances these past two weeks to update my journal, reply to emails, or check out my devArt account, but I didn't. I've gotten into this little state of pathetic self absorption that nobody would care if I update or not. It could just be the stress from work, because even when I'm now at home, updating my LJ, I'm still doing work. So I'm still tied to the computer at home. I had to mentally twist my arm to get my dusty journal a new post. Nothing much has been happening. I got a few more diecast cars in my little collection. And I've revived my attraction to Gerard Butler and some of his works. I've actually downloaded several of his interviews and appearances lately, it almost filled my hard drive. As for work... no plans on going. Yet. I'm slowly coming to realize that for me to actually enjoy working again is simple: GET SOME REST. To make that possible, I need to shorten my commute time, meaning get a place close to work. And to do that, I would need to allocate a budget when I live on my own---and that's something I'm a little hesitant to sacrifice. As it is, I stay in the office for two to three days just so I get to go home on weekends. For now, it's working out, only that I can't seem to get out of the backlog I'm in. So that's what I'm trying to hurdle. If only I could get inspired to work. Heh.  pensive |
9/21/08 04:00 pm - RL Update!These babies are currently occupying my workstation nowadays. Like I mentioned a few posts prior, the smaller diecast models on top are mine. I would be lying low on Ini-D car collecting for now with the RX-7s in my possession---unless a nice-looking Impreza comes my way. (Disclaimer, disclaimer: The larger scaled cars aren't mine. Wish the FD was...)  And for one photo shoot, I   naughty |
8/26/08 02:18 am - APB on missing card holder and cardsI can't find my ID4 card!!! I've looked everywhere where I could've possibly misplaced it---just short of going to the arcades where I played these past few days (Saturday and Monday). I did call them to notify them of my loss, so I do hope they make good with their assurance that they will call back. I got about four cards in there, including the Initial D v4 card. There's a blue Timezone card, orange Accenture card, and a Wangan Midnight Midnight Tune card for a BNR34. The ID4 card means the world to me. I've put in a lot of money and effort in upgrading the cars, battling it out with opponents, to get it at some decent level it is now. Like what I've posted in the IDW forum, it's a long shot, but I really hope to get it back. ::sniffle::  crushed |
8/25/08 08:10 pmMan, have I got stuff to tell. It's been a long, long while since I last got online to post. But since I have limited internet time right now and so much to tell, I'll try to post as much as I can. First off: work. It's a you-gotta-love-it-or-else/hate kind of relationship, struggling every day to see things through.. I've started looking around. Got a headhunter (is that what you call them?) looking for viable options for me. But at some point, I must make the jump or miss opportunities. Now. On to trivial things... Two weeks ago, I'd gone malling with 2Fast, his girlfriend, and Dark Magician when the drift competition that was to be held in the parking lot got canceled. So, since we have this common passion about cars (on different levels) and collectibles, we went around window shopping---that is, until we found the 1:18 scale of Keisuke Takahashi's yellow FD! Dark Magician couldn't let go of it, and, unfortunately, she wasn't allowed to use her credit card. Sooooo, 2Fast proposed having it reserved, half now, then half later once we're ready to claim it. There was also a 1:24 scale diecast of Ryousuke's FC in that same store, but we didn't have enough cash to reserve it, so we just settled with the big bad yellow We looked around some more and found the white FC again in another store. The box looked a lot better than the first store we found it in. Unfortunately, they don't allow keeping it for you for a few days. So, we simply looked around some until our eyes bugged out from all the toys and cars, and bought dark shirts from Negativitees for each of us. 2Fast got KASKASERO (reckless driver), Dark Magician got SALBAHE (bad), I got BUGNUTIN (moody). I couldn't recall what 2Fast's girl got. Us three wanted to get KASKASERO, but it was the only one they had. But we liked what we got for ourselves. Last Saturday, 2Fast and I came back to the shopping mall to claim DM's FD. We just got paid, so I have some cash with me with the intent of claiming the FC. It was already sold in the first store, so when we checked out the second store, we took it without question. Now that we had the Rotary Brothers' cars, we just scoped out the other stores. Then we stumbled upon one store that had 1:64 R32's and an FC (I have one, got it at a lesser price, haha). I was about to ask if they had the AE86, turned to the left, and LO! A big, 1:18 scale AE86 was sitting right in front of me! I called 2Fast, and I think his neck almost got a whiplash when he saw what he had been looking for in ages. Suffice it to say, he took it, and a 1:64 AE86 that mysteriously popped up in the racks along with the GTRs and FC. He just had to take both of them for fear of getting sold out. So I chipped in a little for him to get it. So, we had two large boxes and one medium-sized box in tow. Not two or three stores later, we spotted a 1:24 scale FD. We made inquiries, and when we found that it was THREE-FOURTH the price of the 1:24 FC, we just had to snag it! I called up DM to ask if she wanted it. She was hesitant, so I let her talk to 2Fast so he could do his smooth-talking. When we got a half-hearted yes, we---or should I say "I"---made the payment. But, as I did, I couldn't help but realize that with this FD in our possession, I would complete the top two RedSuns drivers! Bottom line, I decided to keep it for myself. Man, what an Initial D day that was! 2Fast had the 1:18 scale of the Project D cars, while I had the Takahashi Brothers' RX-7s! It couldn't be better! Then 2Fast asked for my help again, but this time for something more life-changing: a ring for his girl to pop THE QUESTION. I couldn't help but be thrilled for them, I had to help out. Oh, and I didn't spare him from the ribbing for not knowing his girlfriend's ring size (You've been together, like, four years, you've held her hand, yet you don't know the size of her fingers???) Oh, I had my little field day teasing him. He's a nasty teaser, so payback was just a delicious treat. So now, my workstation's a mini toy store, that I had to take some of my collections home. The two large scale ones would have to stay at my station for 2Fast to take out and brag around during his shift. I think I'll do the same for my RX-7s.  okay |
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