Hello everyone. I am here to announce a temporary retirement from my blog, as a) Pen and paper have captured my attention and b) I feel the BBC Sherlock spoilers are getting somewhat out of hand. See you when the release date(s) near, at the earliest!
Hi all! Once again I’m unable to sleep so I thought I’d share a quick update. I’ve been working on both the Forrest Fenn follow-up article I mentioned in my last post and a special, yet-unnamed project—both of which are progressing well. I have to admit though, April is a tough month for me. Personal reason aside, I’m particularly becoming more immersed in work; it’s getting to the point where I view most attempts at socializing as unnecessary distractions and am generally loathe to leave my desk (even at, as my clock now tells me, two in the morning). Memory dictates that I ought to be saddened at this time of year, but my reclusiveness has understandably gotten some of my friends into thinking that I’ve impulsively lept into the Chasm of Doom. I assure you that I’m healthy and reasonably lively, and will do no such leaping! Here’s a subtle hint of my goings-on, in hopes of rectifying any remaining feelings you may have toward me:
How to tell if one of your friends is becoming a writer.
Just a few days ago, two of my friends managed to jolt me back into social circles with a lovely birthday gift. They unveiled it a little early as my birthday is in July, but they each live in separate countries and have demanding schedules. That said, I feel so blessed that they took time out of their day to not only think of me, but create that which I am immensely pleased to share with you:
Miniature Benedict Cumberbatch as Sherlock Holmes and Martin Freeman as Dr. Watson! Aren’t they (fiercely) adorable? Anyone who knows me is aware that I’m very keen on protecting intellectual property, so you’ll have to kindly excuse the watermark. To give proper credit, one friend came up with the idea while the other employed her illustrative talents (the same artist created my blog’s logo, by the way)! While the accepted definition of a “collaboration” in the artistic sense entails at least two people creating a single piece, I still consider the above illustration a collaboration for I thank both of my friends equally. Thank you so much, A and J! Here’s to keeping my/our sanity in check while waiting some six more months for the start of season 3! xx
I may eventually make a separate, stand-alone post for the illustration so us Sherlockians can toss a few hearts at BBC’s Baker Street boys. Hope you all are doing well and keeping with at least one thing you’re passionate about!
I’ve seen a lot of posts on my dash tonight about users who are threatening suicide, with other Tumblr members posting in effort to try to get ahold of them. I think you all should see this:
IF THERE IS EVER A TUMBLR USER WHO HAS POSTED A GOOD-BYE MESSAGE, SUICIDE NOTE, VIDEO, OR ANYTHING OF THE SORT, PLEASE FOLLOW THIS POST.
1. Scroll to the top of your dashboard.
2. See the circular question mark icon at the top? It’s the third one over from your home symbol. Click on that, and a screen similar to the one in the picture will come up.
3. Where you can type in questions, the box with the magnifying glass at the top, type in the word “suicide.”
4. Click on the first link that shows up. It should say, “Pass the URL of the blog on to us.”
5. Type in the user’s URL and tell Tumblr admin that the user is contemplating suicide and has posted a message indicating that they are going through with it or will be attempting. Hit send! Tumblr administration will perform a number of actions to contact the user and take the necessary steps to prevent the suicide.
TUMBLR: THIS COULD SAVE A USER’S LIFE. PLEASE DO NOT IGNORE SUICIDE THREATS.
Reblog this to keep other users aware. Suicide isn’t a joke, and neither is someone’s life. If you didn’t know this, someone else may not, either. Pass it on.
why on earth doesn’t this have more notes
I actually had to do this once. She lived.
Hi everyone! Went unplugged again recently due to work and a rare bit of socializing. I attended a friend’s going-away party (it was a surprise, actually; I’ve only just realized how fun they are to prepare. I hope someday that I, too, will be lucky enough to be on the receiving end) and it was a smashing success. While I do feel sad I won’t be seeing said friend for a while, I’m not too depressed as she plans to visit again and, especially if my efforts pay off, I know I will visit her country in turn.
Speaking of effort, I’ve been corresponding with a gentleman who expressed great interest in this article I published in 2012. Due to widespread media coverage last week, that same article went viral. I was thoroughly shocked at its sudden popularity (even if the content is, in all respects, intriguing in itself). A “part two” of sorts is currently being drafted—I think you’ll enjoy it.
Oh yes: I also set up an Instagram account. Feel free to follow me! I promise not to include too many photos of food because everyone seems to be doing that and you know how I like going against the grain (pun unintended). I think Instagram is interesting, but a part of me is still hesitant to dive completely in since the habit of Instagramming seems to automatically give users the title of “photographer.” I’ll have to find my own niche, I suppose.
Now that the housekeeping is over, I want to talk about perfume! I encourage you to find one that resonates on a personal level (which includes deviating from celebrity-endorsed brands, if possible). After cleaning out my vanity and realizing that I’ve been using gifted sets for most of my scent-using years, I set out to find one that is me in olfactory form.
I found it.
I can’t stop sniffing myself (please don’t take this out of context).
I haven’t used it around other people yet, but I’ve learned that oil-based scents stay closer to the body and have a truer smell. In other words, many sprays are alcohol-based and are often more… obtuse, in a manner of speaking, because the perfume has to mask a part of itself—the scent of alcohol—before smelling like it should (not to mention inadvertently ruining your clothes and/or jewelry). Many sprays, therefore, “announce” your presence in a room. As a friend memorably commented of another, “[you] smell like a flea-market.”
So if I reason that through the other end of the logic telescope, someone would have to sit close to me to catch a gentle whiff of my favorite perfume.
Lean in for a whisper, perhaps, or a knowing glance and then… romance (assuming the seated person is guy, and the guy is nice, and easy on the eyes, and sharp enough to notice the little things. And likes sweets and books and chess and is polite and has great posture and—)!
So yes, I am now a fan of oil-based scents (on yet another side note, the history of perfumes/perfuming is quite fascinating, as is the evolution of the perfume bottle). Because I’m not quite sleepy yet and I err on the side of the devious, I’ve decided to drop a few hints as to what category my perfume belongs:
P.S. I will most likely go unplugged again, randomly, in the future. I’ll try not to go too long without an update, though. Thanks as always for sticking around!