Random Thoughts

Life’s been crazy over the last few days. I nearly lost Argus on a bloody family battle, but with a little help from the forest spirits he’ll be just fine, however far. We thought about eloping together since his parents do not agree with our union (apparently they’ve forgot that his mother is fae born). But there are too many things to solve and to put in place.

Besides that, I’m checking my health and doing lots of checkups just to make sure everything is ok. But it’s tiring.

Finally, today I managed to stay home the whole day, and do a lot of stuff I wanted to do, but that I kept on postponing for being out most of the time. First of all I slept late (thankfully, the tree I live in is pretty quiet). Then I cooked something for lunch, and planted myself in front of the TV, checking episodes of Crossing Jordan and Ghost Whisperer. Afterwards, I cleaned up a bit my room, and decided to start working on my drawings, and I also laid the foundations for the second portrait, of my series of 2. I’m thinking about start painting it tomorrow. As soon as it is finished, I’ll send it to Argus in the Highlands, in order to brighten up the walls of his castle. It’s just a way to keep me busy, and to keep my image in his heart… OMG, that one sounded so needy. I definitely need to get a grip on myself. I never felt so girly and weak. I wonder if some vitamins will help me… any helpful thoughts?

Despite of everything, I’ve been keeping myself very busy, but soon I’ll need more. I hope the job offer really comes true. I’m gonna need that to go back to my previous me. The strong and independent me. I think I miss myself.

In the meanwhile, I’ll read… yeah… I want to know if Jo / Matilda can get through the time barrier, in order to solve their problems.

Stay tuned.

AFK… The reasons. The plans. And Apple Gizmos.

In these last few days, my life has been turmoil and that’s the reason why I’ve been away from the keyboard. It’s amazing how being a fairy, I’m in love with human gadgets and only I know how much I’ve missed blogging these days. My beloved Argus has to travel for a long time to his family lands, over a feud with the eternal family rivals. Since his father can’t cope with the matter alone, he has to go in order to save the family honor. This means I’ll see very little of him, at least in the next few months (and let’s hope we’re only talking about a few months anyway). So, this all situation created an enormous abyss (bigger than the pre-existent one) between me and his parents. They’ve always seen me as an inferior breed of fairies (they tend to forget that Argus mother comes from a similar lineage from mine…), and this all situation as aggravated the whole thing.

Right now, I’ll have to focus on more pressing subjects such as my next job, or how am I going to occupy my time ’till then. There’s so much I still want to do… I really want to finish the 3 books that I’m reading. I want to write more. I want to watch “Heroes“. And “Perfume. The Story of a Murderer“. And this week “Sweeney Todd” will premiere here in Portugal. And I want to watch it too…I want to draw. I want to paint. I want and desperately need to laugh. And I want to put my GPS to use (gizmos, gizmos, gizmos…) and speaking of expensive, yet useful gadgets, please meet my new addiction and at the same time my indecision. I don’t know what to do, because this one is cheaper and smaller, and serves its main purpose… whereas this one has all the perks I was in love with in the phone version, but without the phone thing (which doesn’t really matter, since my phone is only 6 months and I love it anyway…). Any advice from other Apple gizmos lover?

Stay tuned. I hope to post more this week.

Oh.. and thanks for stopping by.

About listening to funny podcasts in public

Lately, I discovered the pleasure of listening to funny podcasts while on public transportation, such as the train or the underground. But there’s a problem attached to this new addiction… I just make a fool of myself, because I can’t help it but to laugh of the jokes. At least I try really hard not to laugh out loud, but sometimes I turn into a worrying shade of red. Then I get so ashamed of myself, that I cover the face with my hair (which already covers my pointy ears…). Got to work on some more effective techniques… the sunglasses help, but they don’t do all the work. Any ideas? They’ll surely be welcomed.

Just for Mac Fans…

Ahahahahaahahahahahaha! This one’s really just for Mac fans (still, if you’re a PC lover, don’t worry because that’s what I use: a laptop with Windows Vista and Office 2007, although I’m a huge Mac fan, and my consumption dream is an Iphone, which still hasn’t arrived in Portugal. I wonder what’s keeping it… ).

If your’re a Mac fan, don’t miss out this webcomic.

Enjoy.

The Legend. The Man. Terry Jones, Ladies and Gentleman

Terry Jones in the flesh. Something I never thought I would say. But alas, life can surprise you, and today as 6pm sharp he started his intervention on “Barbarians”. It’s incredible to look at this man, and see all the experience that comes with him. The first thought that comes to my memory is the unforgettable interpretation of Mr. Creosote (The Meaning of Life). Geeez… Or his role as the mother of Brian (The Life of Brian). I could just proceed, trying to remember every single sketch or memorable appearance by this living legend, but I’m pretty sure that’s totally unnecessary.

I tried to take a decent picture of the man (since my guts didn’t allow me to ask him for an autograph… pretty common software bug on fairies: celebrity syndrome. No drug was yet invented to solve this huge problem. Although some of the eldest fairies are still trying to sort it out.), but for some reason this was the only one in which you could actually see that it was him and not a clone or anything weird. So, for posterity here’s the pic taken by my camera, who failed me miserably today… (yeah, blame the camera, not the lousy photographer ).

Txaran…

Despite the lousy pic, it was totally worth it. I think that every single soul in that room agrees with me.

I’m gonna see Terry Jones. The Terry Jones.

That’s it. Tomorrow… I mean today, because it’s past midnight, I’m gonna see Terry Jones, one of the bloody fantastic Monty Python. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, then here’s a picture of man himself:

So he is a bit older than he used to be, but aren’t we all?

It happens that he is in Portugal right now, and for some weird reason I know not of (and frankly, I better remain in the dark), he is on for a lecture on the University that I went to. This makes me feel old, since I finished my degree 4 years ago… almost 4 years. Geezzz, I wish I could turn back time. Even fairies can’t do that. I bet that you’re wondering how I managed to study among humans and keep my secret identity. Easy. If you watch Dogma, you’ll see how mythological beings hide their wings…

Hopefully, tomorrow I’ll bring fresh news regarding this extremely important event.

Cheers, ppl!

Flocke or How the World Loves Fluffy Things

Today I’m not in a mood for words. When I’m feeling down, I always try to cheer me up with some sweet pics, such as this one of Flocke (snow flake in English).

Isn’t she a beauty? How can you feel bad after staring at such a sweet and endearing picture? You just can’t!! Please don’t see this post as a shameless way of getting extra hits. It’s not. It’s just sweet.

In the steam

I walked through the steam that filled the hallway, leading to the deep darkness of the Moon-halo Tower. The white hot mist surrounded me in an instant, leaving me blind beyond arms-length. Somehow the steam seemed to make the hallway brighter than it’s usual pitch black. Swirls of hot mist surrounded me, flowing to and fro, dancing in my arms, tangling in my legs. I lost track of where I was, and I felt like a child again. I swung my arms around, watching the steam part, swirl and sway. A smile touched my face with this simple pleasure. While on my simple reverie, I started chasing smaller swirls, trying to touch them with my out-stretched index finger. After poking 2 or 3 away, the 4th evaded my touch. I poked at it again, again it leaped an inch to the side. I opened my hand and tried again, but failed yet again. This time the swirl didn’t stop and started bounding from steam-tendril to steam-tendril. I stop intrigued with what it was, squinted a bit to try and make out something of it. After a few swift bounds, the swirl became a translucent figure, no bigger than my index finger. It’s shape was that of a small pixie, shrouded in hot white mist. A Steam Wisp.

“This is not where you should be, oh Lord of the Tower.” a thin faint girlish voice said. The sound came from nowhere at all, and yet I knew it came from the wisp. “This is only a playground for me and my kind. You are welcomed to stay, but now is not the time.” it sounded cheerful and pleasant, but with a hint of sorrow. “Come back later, after you have been with your Silvermist.”

Silvermist! How could I have forgotten? I was on my way to meet her, but this false mist tricked my senses. I bowed to the wisp and stepped forward. Imediatelly the steam parted from around me and I was again on the same hallway as before, with the fae-garden ahead of me, glittering. I looked back to where I came from and found nothing but a steam leak from the wall on my left clearly a broken heating pipe. The wisp was gone.

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When your road is long, and you walk it just to get somewhere else, it’s easy to forget your true goals and to be taken away from them with a simple distraction. Best be wary of the temptations on the road, even harmless ones, they can only hurt you in the end.

Broken Heart for the lost friends

It seemed impossible to feel stabbed in the back once again. But yet, it happened once more. I’m glad I learned part of my lesson: never trust anyone again, fully. I trust people up to a certain extent, but that’s all. Most people don’t have values anymore, and the first one to go is definitely the friendship and loyalty towards those who are your friends. At least I keep true to myself, and despite the betrayal, I’ll do everything to protect those who remain my friends. Sometimes I feel like an alien is this cruel and selfish world.

Maybe I’m just a naïve little fairy, but I still believe that there are good people in this world, and that somehow the lost friends will be forgotten, and the new ones will replace them in a much better way. Let me just believe in this, because if you take that away from me… what’s left?

Total Bliss: The Pictures / The Rise and Fall of the Wicked Witch

As I mentioned in a previous post, I was once again in the Highlands, and as promised here are two of my favourite pictures. As time goes by, I’ll post a few others. I took so many and now the problem is in the choice. You can almost breathe the pure fresh air, and feel the peace and quiet that those woods provide. This forest is pretty different from the one I grew up, and I felt totally at home. Check for yourself.

On another note, I had news today concerning the Wicked Witch. We have all heard that in fairy tales the witches always have a nasty ending, and that they are always punished for their evil deeds. However, in real life, things don’t work that way, and most of the times, the witches can even get away with murder. Not this one. Less than a fortnight after my departure from the FC she committed one of the most basic mistakes she could ever do, and the only reason why she wasn’t fired is because everybody is quitting the company and they are really worried about its future. Otherwise she should have been sacked on the spot. The Vain Goblin actually found out her true colours. The others… well, who cares about the others? The Sloppy Troll called the Vain Goblin only to tell him the Wicked Witch was a bad egg… Seriously! What took them so long to realize that she’s one of the people to blame for the decay of that specific department at the FC? I’m so glad I got rid of those nasty influences in my life. My positive energy has increased a lot since I left the negative one behind. Hopefully, this was my last post on the FC. It’s just… you know… sad. You commit to a company… Never mind. You see, I’m not happy with their unhappiness, I just feel that justice has placed her wise hand upon those who wronged us. Now the past is behind my back, and tomorrow is yet to come. Let’s see what the future holds for me.

Please stay tuned. There’s a lot more to come on more bright and positive subjects. Promise…