I would never ban any books from anywhere! I might recommend certain book as not appropriate but I would never ban the school/library/store/etc. from providing them. All books have merit and I trust that if people are going to read them they will take something from it. Also, what better way to get people to want to read something you don't want them t than to ban it?

location: home mood: drained tags: writer's block

Nothing.  There is nothing.  I'm still a child at heart and my inner child is six years old.  Maturing is mandatory, growing up is optional.

location: Behind the couch mood: amused music: A bird outside my window tags: inner child, writer's block

Much thanks goes to delsie29 for her beta-ing, most of which I chose to listen to XD.  Any mistakes are therefore my own.

I feel I must warn you that this piece is a bit disturbing before you go as far as clicking the link.

( Figments )

location: Behind the couch mood: creative music: ...I hear a lawn mower in the distance tags: drabble, prompt, writing

*Thinks about various different pets - particularly cats - she's had*

...Most definitely!

location: living room mood: hopeful tags: writer's block

Well... That's it.  My year in Vancouver is drawing rapidly to a close.  Where the year and a little bit went I'm not sure.  I know it was a blast and I'm surprisingly sad to see it end.  When did "goodbye" get this hard?  I thought I had myself all prepared and braced.  I didn't. 

A few people were harder than others.  I've never felt like this leaving people or a place before.  I can now honestly claim to have had a broken heart.  Not in the normal sense (who me?  do something normal?  Ri-ght.).  Not for one person.  But for a group of people in a place and a time passed.

It will never be the same.  One can hope it will be better though.  That's me with the ever optimistic streak.  Should stand me in good stead now. *fingers crossed*

On the up side I've been told I'm required to visit often, offered numerous places to crash and ordered to be happy.  I certainly have found a golden group of friends.  Several of which I have no problem imagining keeping in touch with for the rest of our lives.

But enough of those trains of though. It's time to carry on.  I still have packing to do.....

La vita é bella.  (Will cling to this thought with a whole - if slightly damaged - heart.  Because it's true, no matter how bad things get.)

location: my room full of boxes mood: Carrying On music: Chad Brownlee tags: goodbyes, moving

......Whatever you do, whatever decade.  Please , please don't make me a teenager again.  There is no decade I can think of in which is worth being a teenager again for, or one in which I would want to be a teenager anyways.


La vita é bella.

location: Home mood: sore music: The Rocky Horror Picture Show soundtrack tags: writer's block

Tra la.

I've been a bad girl I know and haven't written in awhile.  But life hasn't really been all that exciting.  My family came up, I graduated, I went home for three weeks and now I'm back in Van.  To job hunt.  Wow. Stellar. *laughs*

I got a tattoo  a week ago.  I still love it.

My room is slightly better organized in some areas and worse in others.  It's  the whole transference of clutter.  It's like if I just move it around enough I'll never actually have to figure out where to put it.  Le sigh.  I'm probably delaying cause there's really not much point if I'm just going to be moving again in a little over a month.  I hate moving. No... I hate packing and unpacking and finding a place to live.  Not the actual moving part of things.  That can be rather fun.  Solution: have less things!  Ri-ght.  Working on that.

That's all really.  I didn't really have anything to say, I just felt bad for not having posted in so long.  Then I went off on a small tangent.  I like tangents.  But that's it.

Tra la. Tra li.

La vita é bella.

location: Home mood: pensive music: Birds and Traffic tags: my room, tangent

"As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean."

Rhyme of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

Can't say it's truly my favorite line of poetry, but it's the one that pops to mind right now.  Strange though, considering my life is anything but idle at the moment. Ah well.  Mayhap it's just a line that sticks in my head.  I do love the imagery it creates though.

And as an after thought one of my favorite (though rather gruesome) poems:

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory, 
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est 
Pro patria mori.

Dulce et Decorum Est by Wilfred Owen

Translation: It is sweet and fitting to die for one's country.

location: School mood: Waiting music: the ventalation system tags: poetry, taxes, writer's block

I'm finally getting around to posting this up here.  Been meaning to for awhile and simply haven't remembered to do it.  So here it is!

Enjoy.  Reviews are always appreciated!

Amber Coloured Lies
By. T. Sica
Universe: Erin and Adriana - Supernatural
Characters: Erin
Summary: A young Erin has lost her faith in the job and resorts to drinking to numb the pain.
Rating: PG13 – alchohol consumption and mild swearing
Word Count: 507

( Turn the page... )

location: Home mood: lazy music: A Street Musicain on the corner tags: erin and adriana, story

So..... This post is long over due, I know. 

Anyhow, the final production of the year is finished and now all that's left is tying up all the loose ends.  Editing, sound, putting the festival kits together and so on and so forth.

( the  )

location: School mood: Amused and odd music: None, I forgot my ipod *tear* tags: 48hr, final round, puppets, school

Stolen from delsie29 because it's only fair.

Pick ANY character of mine and I will tell you their:
01. Full name
02. Best friend
03. Sexuality
04. Favorite color
05. Relationship status
06. Ideal mate
07. Odd Skills/Skills in general
08. Last Amusing Escapade
09. Favorite food
10. Crushes
11. Favorite music
12. Biggest fear
13. Biggest fantasy
14. Quirks
15. Bad habits
16. Biggest regret
17. Best kept secrets
18. Last thought
19. Worst sexual/romantic experience
20. Biggest insecurity

Feel free to specify what time of their life if you so choose.  Also, anything goes. Seeing as I don't have that much writing out there and you know where to find it all. For those of you who don't:  www.fictionpress.com/~tenebraesica

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location: Home mood: mellow music: My imagination tags: characters

So Round 1 of final production is officially over.  Two days after is should have been.  We had to do a reshoot of day one due to camera issues and thus instead of returning equipment and being done Thursday 12th we returned equipment this afternoon.

Thus seeing as we crewed for the final round Friday morning that gives me a Grand Total of ONE whole day off before jumping into the new production and being even busier than I was on this last production.  Tomorrow is my first day off in three weeks and probably one the few of if not my only day off for the next four weeks... *sighs*

I did however get the role I wanted. ( Enter if ye dare... )

location: Home mood: determined music: "Care Free" Drew Camp: Left to the Imagination tags: crewing, productions

So, I just now realized - hence the post -  that the universe is cackling rather loudly at me at the moment.  I thought I heard an odd sound buzzing in the back of my head just out of hearing all evening.  Well now I know what it is (the universe taking unholy pleasure) and why.

The why would be that I'm producing. AND not half an hour before we crewed I was playing the daily-weekly quiz by ljdq . Well what was question #6, but "Tell us a joke."  So I did.

It went thus:

How many producers does it take to change a light bulb?
            PRODUCER: Well first off, does it have to be a light bulb?

The joke's on me it seems.  Now all that's lacking is for it to actually get picked to go in the answers.  I'll let you know come Monday if it did.

Can you hear the universe laughing?  I can.  Loud and clear.

Oi!

location: Home mood: surprised music: Anything Goes soundtrack tags: jokes, laughter, producing

Yup.

That's right.

( Gory Details )

location: Home music: Drew Camp "Left to the Imagination" tags: crewing, food

Soooo......... We crew for the first round of finals in 15 minutes....

Yeah.  That's really all I have to say right now.  I'm just finding ways to pass the time until then.  We had a class from 9-11 and then nothing else til crewing at 2.  How cruel and ridiculous is that? *sighs*

I guess I should go get some water and head towards the building that it's going to be in.

I'll write more tonight when I know who's doing what.  Well, hopefully tonight... it might not happen.  But it will be soon, if not tonight.

Yeah...

La vita e bella.

Rawr!

location: school mood: restless music: Something on youtube across the room tags: crewing

So... it's a new year.

Here's a new blog....

I went home over winter break.  It was fun.  Once I got there.  The getting there however was quite the adventure.  First, it's been snowing.  A lot.  Everywhere.  Well, everywhere I needed it not to.

So I had a flight all scheduled for Monday (the 22nd) morning.  It was canceled.  So I called up my mother.  Trains were canceled, buses weren't running.  So we scheduled another flight for Tuesday morning.  Canceled.  Thankfully we found this out Monday evening.  Looked around again.  Looked like buses might be running for Tuesday after all, Trains were running again (but were all full).  So bus it was.  Scheduled for 4:30 in the morning.  Canceled.   "But they may be running by the afternoon."  They were.  I got a ticket fro the 2:45PM bus.  It was late.  FOUR HOURS late.  So we leave, it's 6 hours to Seattle.  By the time we get there the station is closed and there's nothing leaving til the station opens in the morning, if then.  We were under a storm warning.  So I spend 6 hours in the station waiting for it to open and a bus to leave.  Buses are running!!  It's an hour late, but it does leave.  Then I proceed to have a THIRTEEN HOUR bus ride from Seattle to Eugene.  Thirteen hours!  I get to Eugene at 9:30PM Wednesday night.  It took me 26 hours to go from Vancouver to Eugene.  But I got there.

I stayed with my family til Monday.  We did some stuff but mostly just relaxed and had fun at home.  Went out to a little town by the sea.  Watched Christmas movies.  Etc.  Then I went up and stayed with Dels until it was time to head back home.  And that was a whole other adventure albeit a much less adventurous one.

I had a flight scheduled, you'd think I'd have learned by now, it did in fact leave and on time even though it was starting to snow.  It got to Vancouver... then turned around and flew back to Portland.  The Vancouver airport had closed... figures.  They can't get me a flight out until Tuesday night.  This doesn't work.  I have classes starting again on Tuesday.  So I call my mom.  Is the train running?  Yes!  I take the train out the next morning and make it home by that night.  Safe back in my winter wonderland.

I've had traveling adventures enough for the time being thank you.

La vita e bella.

location: school mood: amused music: chatter tags: holidays, travel

Fandom Love meme taken fromdelsie29 's page.  What can I say... it was there.  That and I'm finding ways not to do what I should be doing.  What's new. *laughs*

The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: Samurai X

The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Orphen

The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized he really was fucking crazy: Doctor Who

The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town: Torchwood

The steady: Magnificent 7, Supernatural

The one you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: MacGyver, The Sentinal

The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: Buffy, Angel

The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: 21 Jump Street

The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: Firefly.

The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "Him? How the hell did he land all these cool babes?": Harry Potter,  True Blood

The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: The Who, Wild Wild West, Alias Smith and Jones... shall I continue? *laughs and winks*

location: home mood: Wahh! music: 19th Story Ambience tags: fandoms, meme

There I was walking home Friday night.  It was dark and wet and foggy and I suddenly take my umbrella down and decide to make a detour down by the waterfront.  And there I stand leaning against the railing, staring out over the water.  Rain on my face getting progressively wetter, breathing in the salt air and listening to the tide as it comes in.  (Could I paint a more melancholy picture?)  If it helps give a setting I was almost in the same spot that the person at the beginning of the Supernatural episode Red Sky at Morning saw the ghost ship, equally dark and deserted.

When I first got down there I was upset, angry almost, though that's not quite what it was.  By the time I left I felt calm.  Drained and empty but calm.  I would have stayed there by the water all night if I hadn't started getting chilled.  So I went home wanting nothing more than to put on my flannel pajama pants and curl up in my fuzzy blanket with an old movie.  I didn't.  I sent off a few mandatory emails and flopped on my bed to decide what to watch and fell asleep by 9pm.

Yesterday was spent in a listlessness that  I think I'm finally starting to come out of, we'll see what happens.  Though I did manage to finish off two districts in NWN with my newest character before falling asleep at 3 in the afternoon.

This is all because of events that happened mostly on Friday, but had been building over the past two weeks.  Due to guess who?  Yup, the bane of my existence.  The teachers have put our show on hold until they can reconvene Monday sometime and decide what's going to be done.  We were supposed to be casting Friday night and all weekend.  That however was canceled.  We'd also had plans to go to the locations and look them over again.  Are we?  Nope.  Canceled. So we went from a full up weekend to a completely empty one.  We have no idea  what's going to happen with the show so can't really move forward with anything on it.

It's still wet outside but it looks like the rain has let up for the time being, maybe I'll get something done today.

La vita é bella.  (Not really right now.  But what can you do but hope for the best?)

location: Home mood: empty music: Ambience of a deserted street tags: life, production, rain

So the Twas crew officially disbanded tonight.  We had a cast/crew dinner and it's now done for good.  Not that half of us aren't still working together on the new project, but it was a little sad to say goodbye to the old crew differences and difficulties aside.

We had a pretty damn near perfect crew (from the limited amount of choices, only 16 people in the class after all) and I've found myself saying over the past two weeks of prepro "I wish we had the old crew back". But in film as in life, the people you're stuck with aren't always the ones you would choose to be. And we still have a pretty dang good crew overall, even if they are a bit harder to work with.

This show is either going to be really good or go horribly bad.  I can feel it and hope fervently for the former.  Things are going smoothly on the Art front for the time being, we'll see where we are at the end of the week.  Though the Producer (Twas Director) is insisting I delegate some of the tasks to the "art assistant" she chose with out asking me I might add - not that I'd really feel I could say no even if she had.  Not that she thinks I can't handle it, and not that I'd really mind delegating some of the work, and I like the guy - I do - he's just not someone I really want to work closely with.  I know she wants to keep him active in the preproduction part of things, but couldn't she have found him something else to do? Le sigh.

Ah well.  I will delegate.  And pray he comes through for me.  He let me down last round, but each new production comes with the benefit of a clean slate and a chance to start again.

La vita é bella.

Or so I keep telling myself.  And judging from my mood this last week it seems to be having some effect.

location: home mood: nostalgic music: "Inland Sea" Rin' tags: art, delegating, prepro, wrap

Preproduction for the second round of midterm dramas has officially started. Dun dun duh.  I am Production Designer/Continuity/Script Supervisor.  It's gonna be a lot of work but it should be a lot of fun too.  I'm doing a breakdown of the script tonight for what I think I'll need to find: set decoration, props, wardrobe, hair and makeup concepts, etc.  My biggest challenge with that will be the computer parts.  Eep. We'll just have to see how it goes.  Though I'm thinking of greeking (covering something you can't use with something you can) apple labels with some other fruit pears or oranges maybe.  You get the gist. Amusing?

We also crewed up for post production roles today for all four of the shows.  I'm Sound Supervisor on Shintaro's Travels, the production I'm currently working on.  I'd hoped to be Music Supervisor on Twas the 24th, because I know the composers we've brought on board and they know me and we understand each other.  Ah well, hopefully I can find a sneaky way of helping out with communication if I need to cause they were having trouble figuring out what the director wanted and she's also the Music Sup.  Come what may.

La vita é bella.

location: Home mood: thoughtful music: Worl Cinema tags: crewing, post, pre-pro