EEEeeeee!!!!

Sorry. Just had to get that off my chest. So I realize that probably no one on my f-list watches Gossip Girl, so probably no one will have any idea what the heck I'm going on and on about. Soo, forgive my incessant rambling, but I am positively giddy as an Upper East Side schoolgirl after finally watching this week's ep of GG I had tivo-ed.

Quite an eventful episode, I might say. And I found it kind of sweet the way the kiddies momentarily put aside all the bad blood towards each other to band together and help their friend-in-need. In other news... Georgina is an evil sociopath, Dan thinks Serena cheated on him, and he might actually sleep with the Evil one (who he thinks is someone else) for revenge. whew!

But as heartbreaking as Serena's false confession of infidelty was, and as anxious as I am about the future of their relationship, I cannot help myself from still grinning like an idiot about by far the best part of the episode, a wonderful moment between the couple who have quickly become my #2 favorite tv ship... ( THIS moment: )

Title: Never
Author: in_a_bluemoon
Fandom: Prison Break
Characters:Sara Tancredi, Michael Scofield
Rating: PG-13ish
Length: 1,670 words
Summary: When she feels the moisture pool in her eyes, she tells herself it’s only because she’s surprised, because it’s something that, for so long, she never thought would happen.
Author's Note: Written for the pbhiatus_fic's 2008 Hiatus Fic Challenge #3, Do You Like Pina Coladas. The cliché that originally sparked the idea for this fic is not so much an adage or saying, rather more of a scenario. It really comes into play in the third part, but I feel that to name it straight away might take away from the story, so I’ll leave that one vague for now. In the process of writing I managed to stumble onto at least two more clichés, one being the old “her mother’s daughter” saying, and the other, “never say never”. Also, I suck at titles *g*


( Never )

Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone!



I really want to make these to celebrate!

or maybe these. YUM.

oh and a little history about Cinco de Mayo, because yes, I know it's not all about drinking margaritas and eating delicious Mexican food *g*

Mmn, so... I was sitting here (half)watching some cake show on the food network (I know, pretty masochistic at this time of night with nothing but an empty fridge in the apartment). Anyhow, they were presenting some ornate fantasy castle creation, and I could have sworn they described it as "Oedipal". So I sat here for a good 30 seconds trying to figure out how a cake, even the fanciest, most complexly-structured, fondant-covered cake, could possibly be Oedipal (and seriously, the possibilities could *not* be pretty)... I was just beginning to think that these people put waayy too much into the thought of making a cake, I mean, dude, it's just a cake; a delicious sugary treat to be sure, but really, not something to impart with references to classical Greek tragedy...

Then I realized they said *edible*. Oh. Time for this crazy to get some zz's. *googly eyes*

I saw this a while ago on the Jay Leno show or some such and immediately wanted to find and post it... but like many things, it slipped my mind. well, the other day I was bumming around youtube and remembered it.



I also found a lot more shadow puppet videos. It's really amazing how these people can turn their hands into a multitude of different creatures! It really is an art form.

( more )

*wears crown (and sashes) proudly (although probably incorrectly)*

Cuz burntcircles commanded me to:

( 5 reasons I'm a dork: )

one of my favorite memories...

at a concert with my friends, freshman year of college, it was a large outdoor venue and we were only able to get "lawn" tickets... my friend and I were at the merchandise booth getting t-shirts when the opening band--one of my favorites at the time--started playing. we began sprinting back to meet the rest of our group. I remember running as fast as I could up a green grassy hill as the strains of one of my favorite songs flew out and permeated the cool evening air, a huge smile crossing my face. It was just one of those brief, beautiful moments when I felt completely free and happy, and exuberantly alive.

It is once again that magical time of year: Girl Scout Cookie season. *huge grin* Today I was struck with a sudden craving for the sugary goodness that is the Thin Mint and the Samoa. So like any good sugar-junkie chasing a high, I went-a Girl Scout hunting. All around town. But alas I could find none. I guess I probably tried too late, by 6pm all the good little Girl Scouts are probably sitting at the dinner table enjoying a wholesome and well-balanced meal. Curses! I shall try again tomorrow. The cookies shall be mine muAHAHAHAH!

:)

"Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies."
-Andy Dufraine, "The Shawshank Redemption"


"I choose to have faith, 'cause without that I have nothing. It's the only thing keeping me going."
-Michael Scofield, "Prison Break"


“Hope is the dream of a soul awake.”
-French Proverb


“Hope is the feeling that the feeling you have isn't permanent.”
Jean Kerr


“Faith... is the art of holding on to things your reason once accepted, despite your changing moods.”
-C.S. Lewis


"When we walk to the edge
of all the light we have
and take the step into the
darkness of the unknown,
we must believe that
one of two things will happen....
There will be something
solid for us to stand on
or we will be taught to fly."
-Patrick Overton

Title: The Weight of Life
Author: in_a_bluemoon
Characters: Michael Scofield
Category: Post-Escape
Genres: Angst, Drama, Tragedy
Rating: PG13/R for dark themes and brief sexual reference
Summary: Living was his penance, and he would serve it, would carry the burden of guilt and grief through a world gone grey to him.
A year after Sona, Michael deals with the burden of surviving, the chore of living after life and the future have lost their appeal.
Author's Note: This is a one shot, examining Michael's life back in Chicago after Sona, and after Sara. It's definitely the saddest thing I've ever written and I actually kind of surprised myself, but it just came to me the other day and I had to write it. In one part I kind of stole inspiration from one of burntcircles' ideas in the latest chap of "The Most Beautiful Flower on Earth," very briefly, I hope she doesn't mind!! :) The song used is "Gone Away" by the Offspring, I happened to hear it on the radio Monday and had a "oh wow I'd forgotten about this song" kind of moment, followed by a "oh wow this song reminds me of Sara and Misa :'(" kind of moment, and I have been unable to get it out of my head ever since.



( The Weight of Life )

You see a film that touches you with its simplicity and truth...


( Once )

This happened the other night: I am in the kitchen at 1:30 am, getting a glass of water, when I happen to look out the window, across the street to the bus stop where there is a poster of a bulldog wearing a santa hat that has been there probably since October. Now this is not the fist time I’ve looked out at that poster and thought “geez that is so outdated, it’s freakin februray for chrissakes, enough with the santa hat”, but on this particular night when I looked out and muttered to myself, “man they reeeally need to change that ad”, not five minutes later I exited the bathroom and upon entering my bedroom, looked out the window and saw a truck parked aside said ad and two guys peeling it down and then proceeding to put up a new poster. well. I nearly dropped my dental floss, it seems I had been blessed with psychic powers this night, and thus telepathically summoned the presence of the elusive bus-stop poster changers, who apparently drive around in the wee hours of the morning and change bus-stop ads at the whimsy of bored insomniac residents with no curtains who are annoyed by unseasonal advertising. Hm, maybe I can use my powers for something important, like world peace... or bringing SWC back to PB. I still I have no idea what that dog in the santa hat was advertising though.

MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR "MONK" SEASON FINALE



So last week on part 1 of the two-parter season finale of “Monk,” it seems that Mr. Monk was framed for the murder of his late wife’s killer. But like a bat out of Sona he escaped and is currently on the lam, attempting to use his “mad skillz” to solve the murder and clear his name (and perhaps come closer to the answer of who is ultimately responsible for Trudy’s death??). I must admit it tickled me greatly to see probably my second favorite show on the air seem to take a bit of inspiration from my numba 1 favorite show (Prison Break) :). It was great seeing Monk get all “Michael Scofield”, using a stolen visitor pass to jimmy the prison van open and make his getaway (although unfortunately Tony Shaloub doesn’t look quite as sexy in a prison jumpsuit as Wentworth Miller) ;)


So I am eagerly looking forward to the upcoming conclusion tonight, prudently tivo-ed as it is Friday and I do occasionally have a life outside of obsessive tv watching. Part of me is hoping that Monk will finally be able to uncover the truth about what happened to Trudy, and get some closure/justice. But the other part of me knows that when this mystery is finally solved, it will most likely mean the end of the show (and I mean how great of a conclusion would that be after all!). And even though the faux-San Francisco scenery sometimes gets on my nerves (as an SF-native and resident I am constantly thinking “that is soo not what ______ street looks like!”), I am hoping to enjoy this particular small-screen gem for quite a while to come.

spent all day toying around on photoshop... came up with some banners for ~~Waiting for the Rain~~

Title: Waiting for the Rain: The Hummingbird’s Song
Author: in_a_bluemoon
Chapter: 2
Characters: Michael Scofield, Lincoln Burrows, Sara Tancredi, Jane Phillips
Category: Post-Escape
Genres: Action/Adventure, Angst, Drama
Summary: A broken man, a changed man. Existing in shadow. Living for vengeance. This is who Michael Scofield has become. But what if he made a discovery that could change everything? Would he regret the path he chose to travel? And once turned down it can he ever go back?



( Chapter 2 ~Deception Revealed~ )

Title: Waiting for the Rain: The Hummingbird’s Song
Author: in_a_bluemoon
Chapter: 1
Characters: Michael Scofield, Lincoln Burrows, Sara Tancredi, Jane Phillips
Category: Post-Escape
Genres: Action/Adventure, Angst, Drama
Summary: A broken man, a changed man. Existing in shadow. Living for vengeance. This is who Michael Scofield has become. But what if he made a discovery that could change everything? Would he regret the path he chose to travel? And once turned down it can he ever go back?




( Chapter 1 ~A Man Apart~ )

Title: Waiting for the Rain: The Hummingbird’s Song
Author: in_a_bluemoon
Chapter: Prologue
Characters: Michael Scofield, Lincoln Burrows, Sara Tancredi, Jane Phillips
Category: Post-Escape
Genres: Action/Adventure, Angst, Drama
Summary: A broken man, a changed man. Existing in shadow. Living for vengeance. This is who Michael Scofield has become. But what if he made a discovery that could change everything? Would he regret the path he chose to travel? And once turned down it can he ever go back?



( Prologue )