[Dreams] Getting gadgets

I just woke up from a very pretty dream in which I spent my salary on getting a brand new Samsung tablet, Samsung phone and the controversial novel Interlok (secondary school version). Did I mention the tablet and phone were running Android?

Did I buy them or were they review units? Not sure, but they were sure fun to play with.

I didn’t really play much with either the phone or the tablet cause apparently I was serving in the army, and we were trying to access our emails. Emails which had been blocked to us by hackers redirecting the page. The guy in charge of that was trying to get access by going into C:/ prompt. No, he was at the login page and was entering some command prompts to access.

Then I dreamt one of my old colleagues came over to borrow a car. Specifically a car to get around with for the day. Also dreamt about the uke and CF friends. Apparently all of us were in the military. Which is amusing in itself. We were rookie trainers though.

Hello transdimensional dreams. It’s been a while.

Original entry as appearing at Ink to Screen.

[LJ Meme!] Orange?

Reply to this entry with CITRUS somewhere in your comment. Then I'll choose six of your icons for you to talk about in your own journal.

So darling daughter May asked me to explain the following icons:


Smexy Naoya from SMT Devil Survivor
I loved Naoya's character once I saw him in SMT DS (which reminds me I actually need to finish that game... oops!) and when I saw this fanart of him with glasses, I immediately took him. He's typical of my fetish; bespectacled, all-knowing "bad boys" on the side of good. :D


Hagi Saya Side view looking out
I love this pairing to bits! I mean, it's Saya and Hagi, and I really think this icon sums up their entire relationship; always looking out, one for enemies and the other towards the road that stretches ahead of them. Not sure who coloured them, but when renjiluvah made this I knew I had to have it.


Miles Edgeworth walking away
When the trailer for Gyakuten Kenji 2 started making its rounds, there were rumours that Miles took off his jacket. And this icon is that. :D BRB dissolving into fangirl puddle.

10 minutes later...


What the hell did I just write icon
This was for Nanowrimo, but it sums up so much of my own writing. Very often, I go back to read my old stuff and wondered just what the heck I was on when I wrote it. I love this icon and it sums up 50% of my writing mood. XD


Who Needs Sanity
While this was what I got for Nanowrimo 2010 (mainly because I was writing a completely new story WHILE worldbuilding it) it describes my own approach to life. By sanity, I don't mean the psychological definition of insanity, but the day-to-day actions that other people would call crazy. It's always nice to do something unusual.


Cute sisters from PW as kids
I found this icon endearingly cute. Maya and Mia Fey from Phoenix Wright as kids. I love the innocent feel the picture has, especially since it strongly reminds me of the time that kids broke the vase (in one of the older cases). Maya looks up strongly to Mia, and Mia, well, she's protective of her sister. They're the almost perfect sisterly pair. :)

Grief’s not quite like that

It’s the episode of Army Wives where Roxy loses her baby. She miscarriages, spends a few days moping around the house and making friends with the dog, even though you can see that she’s depressed like anything. There seems to be an unspoken agreement between Roxy and Trevor, her husband; both deeply mourn the loss of the baby and yet they don’t blame each other.

The key thing is though, is how Roxy deals with her grief. She goes about life in this sort of “numb, I’m physically getting better” state until a seemingly small and random incident. She calls Trevor up and asks him to get a new sofa for the house they were going to move into. He denies, and when she presses, he reveals that they’ve lost the new house due to Roxy’s miscarriage.

They end the conversation, and she finally cries. When Roxy breaks down, it’s like I’m really watching reality now. Because finally, the grief is settling in. It’s like before this, when the bad things happen, your body and mind go into this state of shock that insulates you from feeling the full emotional force of what happened. Your body recognises the intense vulnerability of your mind, and the mind does likewise, and so both work to keep you sane.

Until a seemingly random and usually insignificant incident triggers an emotional outburst.

And the tears flow. Your body starts shaking, the sobs won’t stop and you’re struggling to draw breath and scream and cry at the same time.

And you cry. You cry till your throat hurts and your eyes dry and your face is wet. You cry until you think the tears won’t end, the hurt won’t stop, the grief won’t go away.

And then you sleep.

Original entry as appearing at Ink to Screen.