Popping the cherry

[sirona_fics]

Saw my first episode of Hawaii Five-0 tonight, and -- yeah, okay, yes, I can see now what all the fuss is about. Aaaaand now I have to download all the episodes so far, which is a whole world of NOT GOOD since I have five weeks of exams coming up reeeeealy soon (like, next week soon). Ergo, this is a VERY BAD IDEA.

Doesn't look like that's going to stop me any. :/

I'm still stuck stuck stuck with my writing. I have three stories that are 2/3 done, and I can concentrate on finishing neither. On top of that I got my next Arthur/Eames exchange assignment (due 1st Feb), I have one A/E story planned out but not started, and bugeyedmonster gave me one hell of a Sherlock plot bunny yesterday.

This is me, running around in a panic, frantically waving my arms around in desperation for any kind of muse interference. He's being an utter arse, and not in a nice way, either. He's pretty much hanging out of a window smoking his way through an entire pack of fags, shoving two fingers up at me with a sneer when I try to talk to him (he's starting to look more and more like Sherlock these days, complete with grumpy sulk). BUT IN MY HEAD. /0\

Scatterbrain = me today (and I thought I'd finally get the chance to write now that the hols are over). Doesn't help that I spent pretty much the entire day re-reading the twelve chapters of Jesse's Jack Saturday Can't Fail written so far (and flailing no end in excitement over Jack's backstory that Jesse just posted). WHY BRAIN WHY.

ANYWAY. Spent 45 minutes peeling Brussel sprouts and chestnuts tonight, in the process cutting my thumb under my fingernail. My fingers hurt. My brain hurts. It's been a shitty day all round. :/

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[sirona-gs.livejournal.com]

/PURRS HAPPILY

I've not had any other kind but Earl Grey tea for MONTHS now. YUM. There's something about the bergamot-scented steam that can make the worst kind of day bearable. It's one of the pleasures of life for me. Only I have it with milk, which I'm well aware will get me lynched back over the pond.

Also, overbrewed and too strong is just the ticket for me, too. :) I usually leave my tea to stew for 5-10 minutes (depending on how distracted I get while waiting) before adding milk and sugar. Strange to think, but Earl Grey tastes just as delicious cold. I can't drink boiling hot tea, anyway. I like it just slightly cooled.

...You know what? One last cuppa before bed has just become imperative. :D /goes to put the kettle on

[photoclerk.livejournal.com]

I have Apple Green tea that just kicks ASS and like, three different brands of mint tea, rose black loose leaf tea (which smells heavenly) and earl gray. Oh! Jasmine that's not very good too... I need some good jasmine and some good gunpowder green tea. Also, oolong.
I very rarely add anything to my tea. I'm something of a purist with a lot of foods and drinks actually...
*hug*
We are officially tea friends. <3

[sirona-gs.livejournal.com]

That sounds DELICIOUS. You have all sorts of awesome yummy flavours over there! A friend of mine on my flist lives in Australia, and she says they have such a huge variety that I'm totally jealous!

I'm a bit of a purist myself where tea flavours are concerned, though, and I'm not much for fruity teas, really. I do like a nice Peppermint tea on the odd evening (or when my stomach is testy), but I tend to stick to black tea (am allergic to green tea, can't even have it in shower gels and moisturisers -- I break out in hives). So Earl Grey is sort of The Bomb for me.

I put milk and sugar in my tea mostly because I drink so much black tea, and I brew it so damn strong, that it would virtually strip my stomach lining if I don't add any (I have drunk it plain in the past -- NEVER AGAIN).

Tea friends!! :D