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Liked the idea of these square chocolate wafers and I enjoyed eating them after they posed for me as well.
1/11/08 - Relationships and friendships can cause more trouble than they do joy. Sometimes it's just best to try and get over things and the people who caused them, but it's never that easy. Scars don't fade right away and the bruises hurt for days but eventually they'll all go away. :)
take a ride <<< DO IT.
"So would you like to take a ride on the last free standing thought in my mind?
And I hope it won't get old, I highly recommend you bring an end to what your feeling inside."
- So They Say.
199/365:15th January,2011
It is 125 years since Birmingham Museum and Art Gallery first opened its doors beneath the clock tower on Chamberlain Square. Inside you will find everything from Renaissance masterpieces to 9,000-year-old Middle Eastern treasures.
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First custom minifigure that I've made since being home. I just finished him today while I'm waiting for the delivery guy to drop off the new furniture.
I saw the minifig that Tuminio made and was really inspired to make my own.
Everything except the groin protection and the green piece of armor on the arm are removable. He also stands quite a bit tower then a normal minifigure with the additional brick on the feet and the neck ring to raise the head.
I need to go to Radioshack and buy a blue LED to put inside. Its drilled out and ready to go. I just need to get the parts.
Also... I don't have an actual Ironman minifig yet so I had to use the PotC Jack head.
Hope you guys enjoy! Any questions comments or criticism is always appreciated!
Along the edge of the undercut bank, Coho salmon rest before the next set of rapids.
Nikon D90
Nikon DX AF Fisheye-Nikkor 10.5mm f/2.8G ED
Ikelite underwater housing
Ikelite wide-angle dome port
640 ASA
Las palabras tienen vida, aunque vuelen. Aunque sean gratuitas y aunque sea fácil decirlas.
Pueden doler, o pueden devolver la magia.
Nos unen.
Y nos separan.
Así que mejor me callo, miro por el visor, y muestro las palabras ilustradas que más disfruto. Que además, son libros que me leen a mí.
Y no al revés.
Colony Field Report --- Med-Lab --- Dr. Wormoth --- 2.506.127
The Earth Mining Commission had finally taken control of the element harvesting project on Mars after the Estonians had given up their interest in the venture. We worked diligently for months, rebuilding the facilities and converting the ergonomics for human usage. After the retrofit was completed, we continued work on a massive vein of Plegaltonium, a mineral native to Mars, and began our project.
Work proceeded well into the New Year, and only a few minor setbacks occurred. It was to be expected; the risks were written into their contracts, that some miners would perish during the operations. We also prepared for the inevitable psychological stressors that would present in the wives and children living on the colony. Some of them had never before left their home state, let alone the planet Earth.
Something has changed during the past three weeks however. At first the miners were coming back from their operations, complaining of relentless fatigue, nausea, even momentary loss of vision. Two harvesters collided last week when one of the drivers became blinded. Then the discoloration quickly set in, their skin turning a foul rust color, brittle and flaking off. We’ve lost ten miners this week alone, all with the same symptoms.
It now seems to be spreading inside the facilities, even with the constant use of the decontamination rooms. Lieutenant Brownstone’s wife just lost her vision yesterday and collapsed to the floor, dead within an hour or so. Her body was placed in a quarantine chamber and still awaits autopsy. The speed at which this is now spreading, whatever it is, seems to be on an exponential curve.
After appealing to the Mining Commission today, they still won’t stop operations at this time. I fear, at this point it wouldn’t matter, as we seem to be.
Con el cerebro quemado por poco uso. No puedes evitar el constante abuso. Sin tus pastillas estás perdida, perdida. Despega y vete, sin excusas.
Confusa, con la mente hecha un lío, se filtra. Boca abajo la ciudad parece tan gris...
Te curvas, convexa, torcida, y gritas. Levántate y vete, ¡muévete!
¿Qué es eso que viene colina abajo? ¿Es un monstruo?
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petit comité En nuestro interior todos tenemos luz y oscuridad. Lo que importa es qué parte decidimos potenciar
when I sail, I am free. there is wind in my hair. there is infinity beyond me; an endless expanse of horizons which are mine to capture and take for my own. I open my heart and I am daydreaming. I am alone, but it is happiness which breathes inside me. I could go forever, swept by the nature, and the wind and the tide. I have no limits. until my ship crumbles to ashes, and my body submerges, and I am one with the water. I have forever. we are always. I can teach you. I can show you the world. we can take a boat and be gone by tomorrow, my darling. take my hand. can you see the infinite sail? it is our guidance. it whispers to the wind and directs us. it flutters and it screeches, when we must change direction. we must listen to it, but it will keep us safe. wrap us in its canvas embrace and hold us tight, show us the world. so many nights I have seen the sun set beyond that sail, and sailed home into the dark. when we sail, we will be free as the birds that fly around us. free as the fish who swim beside us. the sea is ours. we are not in danger, because it knows us.
when I sail, I am free.
but I am also bound.
I am bound by the lake; it is not limitless, and there is only one horizon to sail toward. I am tied to the ribbons - the mainsheet, the jib, they wrap around my wrists and whisper soft seductions - reasons why I cannot let go. my life in my hands. my life in their hands. I am at the mercy of my ship. the main sail - it is threatening. it screeches commands and orders and moves, an untamed master of the water. it hits me, a bitter slap on bare skin, like a reprimand, because I am wrong. so many nights, I have seen storms dawn beyond that sail. the threatening wake. the dawn of the grey and blacks, and the fear that settles in the pit of my stomach. hello lightning, are you here to take me? but I am so far from the shore. so afraid. I have been afraid so many times in that water. none so much as one of the first times I was alone - my pico boat and I, commanding the water. adrenaline rushing and I was going so fast, my back was straight and my body upright, the ship on its side. I was racing, leaving nothing but a wake to trip over. I was nearing the shore, and I had to jibe. I had to. I thought I was ready, but the boat thought otherwise. my boat, I had thought, but I had no control. I tried to slow too fast. the mainsheet slipped too far, too sudden. the boat wavered and then tipped. I could see myself going in, I knew. I prepared myself for a dry capsize - I only had to get one leg over the boat, onto the daggerboard on the other side. I pulled my feet up, but they wouldn't move. the cold numbness that had set in had made me unaware that i was tangled in the boat's vines, my ankles wrapped in yards of mainsheet rope and various other catches that had accumulated at my feet. so careless, so afraid. still surging with the adrenaline. too late for dry capsize, my only other option was to jump. but I pulled at the vines and they only tightened. I was stuck. still soaring towards the shore. the boat tipped, fully, stopping it in its tracks, and the boom swings round. the flying metal bar smashes against my head, and for half a second, everything disappears. everything changes. and I am underneath. I am trapped. still stuck in the ropes. I scream and there are bubbles. I am underwater. the boat has turtled and is above me. I do not remember the next few seconds. I never will. but somehow, I am untangled. I break the surface. I am cold. I am shaking. there is no energy in my bones, and yet somehow my arms pull the boat upright. I remember being physically numb, and yet somehow this hurts. the weight of the boat increases - the mainsheet is soaked. and then I hear voices. they are shouting me to get back in the boat, but my arms will not just pull me over the sides. they won't function. I am shaking violently and soaked to the skin. there were no tears - I was still too energised, too adrenaline fuelled, to see how scared I'd been. eventually I get there. my arms find a last mite of will and drag me over the sides, and I collapse. they are yelling at me to sail again but they can wait a few seconds. I am gasping huge breaths of air. I don't know what just happened. I have never been so scared, and yet I know I'll be back on the water next week.
I miss sailing. Please exams be over soon, so I can get back to it? My two worst ones are tomorrow. I can't describe how worried I am about the fact I'm still procrastinating.
I write far too much on here. Some days I forget that it's a photography website.
This castle was the birthday cake of my elder daughter Margot. She wanted a chocolate cake for her castle. It was a wonderfull cake to do but also stressful!!
Explore #343.
ambient light inside a bar, no flashes used.
i had the WB set to tungsten for a previous shot, that's why it came out so blue....
is it wrong that i like this edit?
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raining again,
i love the rain,
for just sitting at home browsing flickr/tumblr,
but not for taking pictures,
for some odd reason.
i'm workin off three hours of sleep at the moment.
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OHOH
www.myspace.com/gabrielleaplin
llistenlisten please,
her voice is amazin.
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gahh thank you bella twist for the awesome testimony,
are you a writer? because you need to be, i read it and was like "woahwaoh!"
www.flickr.com/photos/bellatwist/
check her AMAZING stream out
She remembers when she first got her wings
And how she opened up that day
she learned to sing
Then the colors came, erased the
black and white
And her whole world changed
when she realized
She's a butterfly, pretty as the crimson sky
Nothing's ever gonna bring her down
And everywhere she goes
Everybody knows she's so glad to be alive
She's a butterfly
Like the purest light in a darkened world
So much hope inside such a lovely girl
You should see her fly, it's almost magical
It makes you wanna cry, she's so beautiful
( Martina Mcbride )
Boa noite, amigas!
O esmalte de hoje foi uma doidera que fiz! Escolhi um esmalte que tivesse um tom de marrom bem escuro, e o que tem o tom do jeito que eu imaginei pra usar por baixo do Airglow é esse chanel (tem uma foto dele sozinho nos comentários). Aí coloquei o Airglow e sabe quando fica faltando alguma coisa? Daí coloquei uma camada de afterglow e pronto, ficou perfeito! O efeito ficou mesmo lindíssimo!
Amei muito essa combincação, ao vivo ela ficou muito mais linda que nas fotos! Experimentem que vcs vão gostar!
Fiquem com Deus, bons sonhos e boa sorte pra mim amanhã o dia inteirinhoooooo assistindo aula de direito! :X
Live fast, die young, and leave a good looking corpse.
John Derek
I had a seizure on my exam day 5 years ago, so was taken to the doctor. Doctor took an MRI scan of my brain. Which came normal.
Hence, it was only due to sleep deprivation, less food and stress.
From then on whenever my brother used to call me stupid i used to say, " I have a proof, i'm not stupid, mom had me tested. " :)
So this ones for sleeping eating and having fun . :)
14/30
p.s. I am changing my 'project 60' to 'project 30'. Too much going on these days.:s
Current Position: #323
I saw that I haven´t showed you my interesting dress from this summer on an inside photo
So here it is :
What do you think ... ?
Aquest és el status curiós de la catedral d'Oxford, la qual es troba dins de Christchurch College, i del qual n'és la capella també!
És la catedral medieval més petita d'Anglaterra.
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That's the curious position for the Oxford cathedral, which is located inside the grounds of Christchurch College, and also is its chapel.
It's England's smallest medieval cathedral.
© 2011 Steve Kelley
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The view from inside, after sunrise, in New York City (NYC) from the Top of the Rock observation deck at the Rockefeller Center looking South towards the Empire State Building (ESB), Bank of America Tower, and lower Manhattan's skyline.
HDR - Nikon d300
These are my little treasures from the Dollshow. Mali was asking how I was able not to get poor there and told her that it was easy! went fabric shopping the days before so there was not much money left xD
Wanted to buy everything from there, specially the dioramas and furniture but was so difficult to carry them back home.... in the suitcases the furniture/diorama might get broken and carry them inside the plain cabin was a no no.... maybe someday :3
Baku, Azerbaijan
**News Flash**
Reports have come in that a special 'Federation' team has rescued the hostages from the Turkish General Consulate. Although the area was cordoned off by police, amateur video and pictures have surfaced of black-clad soldiers entering the Consulate, coming out 15 minutes later with the 40-some hostages that had been held captive. The videos also show the soldiers being carried away by a 'Federation' military helicopter soon after, with three members being treated by medical personal and one being put inside a body bag.
We will have more as the story develops.
Grey interior courtesy of Mike, who apparently thinks embassies look like Soviet apartments.
For TOTW: I love my braces
For tHe VeNt: I hate my braces
My braces can suck my cock and swallow it whole.
Nah I’m kidding, they rock. But I guess my point is I cannot possibly pull off a “badass” or especially a “oh I’m so sexSAY” look while smoking a cigarette shot with these stupid assfuck braces on my teeth… right?
Right!!
I guess I could just pull my lips together and act like they aren’t there.
Nah, they are cute. Not that I’m trying to be cute. But I guess my peachy ass braces that are in the process of DESTROYING my gums and completely altering my eating habits are a good thing in the end.
I’ve only had the destructive teenage shits on my teeth for 6 days. But everyday I wake up with swollen gums and puffed out cheeks and go to myself:
“My teeth straightened by a tiny amount I cannot measure, yay!” But still . . . .
I have been tonguing a shitass spot the inside of my mouth since I got them on and I SWEAR TO GOD IT HAS GOTTEN MORE STRAIGHT!!
Maybe not.
Who cares?
There are worse things in life. A great friend of mine just got pregnant and is throwing up everyday. I’d rather live with a swollen ass cut up fucked up mouth including a teenage (not badass) smile than have to throw up everyday. And then 8 months later have to pass a ten-pound baby out of a tiny hole that is only used to taking in a penis or passing out pee.
It’s not so bad.
By Christmas 2010 these bitches will be not only paid off, they will be physically OFF of my teeth and I’ll have a rock star smile for all you fucks to witness.
Who cares really? It’s just for me. Right? I got them because my teeth were wearing incorrectly and my jaw clicks and locks and I wanted to correct it and be DONE with it.
Someone the other day asked me why I didn’t get invisasign. For those of you that don’t know, that is the braces-less option for adults that instructs you just wear this retainer type clear thing for 2 years and it straightens your teeth.
Shit.
I can’t even remember my head if it was attached. I’d lose that little stupid ass “invisalign” contraption more often than you forget to visit my stream.
I gotta go brush my teeth. Like I do after EVERY FUCKING MEAL NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!! Fuck the food that gets caught in these monstrosities. Even eating a tiny piece of cheese haunts me forever until I attack it with a toothbrush.
Argh!!! I miss eating nuts!
That sounds really gay.
I love gay people.
I gotta go.
June 8th, 2009
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taken for our daily challenge - nursery rhyme or fairy tale
Curly Locks, Curly Locks,
Wilt thou be mine?
Thou shall not wash dishes,
Nor feed the swine,
But sit on a cushion
And sew a fine seam,
And sup upon strawberries,
Sugar, and cream.
The local strawberries are ripe! Got these at Stover's Barn today and they gave me a free bunch of daffodils as well. :) Now to make the shortbread to go with them.
Recommended dish if you come around siam in Bangkok. This one I had at "Coffee Gallery Cafe" in Siam Center.
Like wise True Love and Care should emanate from inside heart.
Like a Good Diamond , a Good Heart Sparkles from Inside
She's a little girl refugee from Syria and she lives inside a big room with a lot of other people, I have taken another photo of she, here it's: i.imgur.com/k2GuOgo.jpg it explains well the situation: but she's happy, all the things she has is her smiley. A big little girl!
Thanks for your comments and favs!
For unreleased photos on Flickr of my Syrian trip: www.giuliomagnifico.it/syriaturkey-border/
cakes.keyartstudio.com/cake-blog/item/56-yellow-polka-dot...
Bright, bold and elegant. For a yellow-themed birthday party.
Fondant bow.
Red Velvet Cake with White Chocolate Cream cheese Buttercream on top, and Lemon cake filled with Lemon infused White Chocolate Cream Cheese Buttercream and Tangy Lemon Filling inside the bottom tier.
40+ servings.
Kinnaird Head was the first lighthouse to be built by the Northern Lighthouse Board in 1787 on top of an existing castle.
In the 1820s Robert Stevenson rebuilt the lighthouse tower, his work is seen here.
The chains in this shot have a weight attached which drives the clockwork mechanism for the lens in the lantern, it has to be wound up every 30 minutes or the lens will stop turning (an offence for which keepers would have been sacked!).
The lighthouse was switched off in 1991 and is now part of the Museum of Scottish Lighthouses.
These shutters/blinds are actually white ... taken early in the morning inside the hotel as the light was starting to peek through.
I don't post many shots of the girls these days, but I thought some of you might like to know how they're getting on. Dizzy (on the left) was a stray, so nothing was known about her past when she arrived at the rescue centre, but it was thought she'd lived alone. As you can see she's come a long way and now regularly shares space with Cally. She didn't even complain when Cally sat on her! Sweet-natured, gentle Cally loves both feline and human company.
I LOVE Peanut Butter and Chocolate!! I found this recipe this morning and got right up from the Computer and made them :)
Well Worth my time as they are Amazing!
I made a couple slight changes to fit our ( my ) tastes...
Peanut Butter Cup Bars
Yield: 16 bars
Prep Time: 15 minutes | Chill Time: 30 minutes
½ cup unsalted butter
1¾ cups powdered sugar
1 cup smooth peanut butter ( I used almost an extra ¼ cup)
¾ cup graham cracker crumbs
¼ cup unsalted butter
½ cup milk chocolate chips (or chopped chocolate) I used an over flowing cup…
1. Line an 8×8-inch square pan with foil, leaving enough to hang over the sides, then butter the foil. Set aside.
2. In a medium saucepan, melt the ½ cup of butter over low heat. Once melted, remove from heat and stir in the powdered sugar until smooth. Stir in the peanut butter and graham cracker crumbs until completely combined and smooth. Spread the peanut butter mixture into the prepared pan and smooth the top.
3. In the now-empty saucepan, melt the ¼ cup unsalted butter. Add the chocolate and stir until almost completely melted. Remove from heat and continue stirring until completely melted. Pour the melted chocolate over the peanut butter layer and smooth into an even layer.
4. Refrigerate for at least 30 minutes to set. Remove from the pan using the foil overhangs and place on a cutting board. Use a pizza cutter to slice into 16 bars. Store in an airtight container in the refrigerator.
Recipe Browned eyed baker
... for a hot winter ... at least from the inside :-))
Harvested Cayenne pepper / Cayenne-Chili (Capsicum annuum var. acuminatum) - Large On White
in our garden - Frankfurt-Nordend