adelagia: (pixar | dug lolling)
Vancouver/Richmond road trip! That's right, we did it again. Though the Canadian dollar is recovering, the exchange rate still works out quite nicely in our favor. [livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani and I went up first, and then we were joined by [livejournal.com profile] slitherhither a couple of days later. Whooo!

DAY 1: YOLOing is overrated

We left around 8:45 in the AM to make it in time for lunch in Richmond with a 6-hour road trip playlist Sarea had put together the night before (mostly K-pop) that would last us both there and back.

Sarea: Since each song will probably play only once we'll really have to appreciate it when each one plays.
Adelagia: So this trip will be made in total silence!


Action! Adventure! Other stuff! )
adelagia: (mst3k | strawberries)
Late to the party as usual, I've only just found out about the dick move Photobucket made recently (i.e., restrict photo embedding anywhere unless you pony up $400), so I have hundreds of pictures here on LJ that need to be uploaded elsewhere and then re-embedded. That's assuming I want to go through the trouble... Granted, much of it is really old and nobody but me will look at it, but I'm very partial to my nostalgia. A lot of those pictures accompany blog posts about trips I've taken that I like to relive from time to time. Ugh. Why you gotta make life so difficult, Photobucket?? Though, given the customer backlash, life is probably pretty difficult for Photobucket right now, too. Which is well-deserved. Badly done, Photobucket. Badly done.

adelagia: (AD | question)
Local adventuring ahoy! (Or, How We Grudgingly Escaped a Room and Ruined Other People's Dinners)

FEDERAL WAY EDITION )

LYNNWOOD EDITION )

adelagia: (mst3k | whimsy overdose)
Somewhat on a whim, if three weeks in advance counts as a whim, [livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani and I decided on a whirlwind weekend trip the first weekend of June to Vancouver for – what else – eating.

All the things )

adelagia: (mst3k | we like it)
Some months ago, [livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani and I decided that we were going to start a series of YOLO dinners (within reason). Last month we did Tom Douglas's Dumpling Fest (various stations of dumpling samples from all sorts of local chefs/restaurants) and this past weekend, we went to Staple & Fancy for their tasting menu at $55/person -- 4 courses of appetizers, pasta, protein, and dessert.

It was a lot like Toro Bravo all over again (that time we went to Portland and broke our stomachs); clearly we are not good at remembering lessons we learned -- but at least this time we could take our leftovers home instead of being forced to stuff ourselves up to our eyeballs.

Here are the things we shoved in our pieholes )

In other recollections, as I have obviously not been good about keeping a record of things I've been up to, [livejournal.com profile] accordingtomel came to visit a few weeks ago, during the first weekend of March. We attended the Emerald City Comic-con on the Friday and Saturday, though this year I wasn't feeling too enthused about the overall offering of guests/panels. The ones we did attend were a panel with the cast of Animaniacs, Twisted Toonz: Return of the Jedi (voice actors read out scenes from the movie in different voices), and Millie Bobby Brown from Stranger Things.

The absolute best one was Twisted Toonz, which hadn't even been on our radar prior to Friday because on the online schedule it didn't list who was even going to be there, but it turned out to be four of the Animaniacs cast (Tress Macneille, Jess Harnell, Rob Paulsen, and Maurice Lamarche), Jim Cummings, and Troy Baker. It was hysterical hearing lines from Star Wars read out in the voices of characters from cartoons and pop culture, like Animaniacs, Mom and Hedonism Bot from Futurama, Carl from Jimmy Neutron, Aaron Neville, Tigger, Darkwing Duck, the crazy cat lady from The Simpsons, Alan Rickman, Richard Pryor, Jeff Goldblum... Oh man, there were so many and they were all awesome. But the one that stuck with me the most was Winnie the Pooh (Jim Cummings) -- oh my god, there is something downright magical about hearing that fussy little voice in real life. It was so sweet, I nearly cried. "Oh, bother." Gah. *clutches heart*

We also did the Prison escape room at Flee Escape with Sarea and [livejournal.com profile] slitherhither, which was excellent fun. We were initially divided into two separate jail cells and had to work together to free ourselves from our respective cells. I think we all really enjoyed this one; the puzzles were all pretty logical and it was one of those where, for the most part, you could do things in tandem so it wasn't like if one person was solving something, everybody else had to just stand there and wait around. It was Mel's first time doing an escape room, and after it was over she immediately wanted to do another one. I knew there was a reason we're friends!
adelagia: (pixar | birds hate life)
So much for a fun snow day. Here I was envisioning a day of relaxation and resting up to get rid of my stupid cold (and possibly even vacuuming), but no. Of course that wouldn't happen. Because of course the power at my condo had to go out. It's been out for ten hours and counting now, with no ETA from the electric company as to when it'll be restored.

Thankfully, I could charge my phone in my car, and once the roads were cleared, my parents came to get me (they don't trust that I can drive in winter conditions and they're probably correct, as I can barely drive properly in fully clement weather). Now I am warm, with electricity, and with wi-fi at my parents' house. Huzzah!

Here's to hoping that the power will come back soon and no pipes get frozen and maybe another school closure for the one I didn't even get to enjoy. Lol.

adelagia: (pixar | dug lolls)
Snow day! Snow day! Snow day!!!

I know we'll just have to make it up sometime later in the year, but... Snow day! Snow day! Snow day!


adelagia: (ernie banana)
I'm siiick.

I've been sick for about two weeks with a cold and this is the third time I've left work early. Ugh. I hate burning through my sick leave, even though I have plenty; I just like the idea of hoarding them to the point where I could take two straight months off work if I wanted to. And I think I'm just not getting better because everyone else around me is sick too, especially the childrens who don't know how to not cough and sneeze directly on other people. Pleh.

Now I am at home in sweatpants (cue Karl Lagerfeld: "Sweatpants are a sign of defeat. You lost control of your life so you bought some sweatpants" LOL) and watching The Princess Bride, the movie that still holds up even on one's thirty-ninth viewing.

Last weekend [livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani and I went to see The King, a Korean movie about the 1% in politics in the 1990s -- a subsection of prosecutors who game the system so they can live in luxury. Though we were both impressed that it managed to make it all the way up here (and not even just LA and New York), and my current one true love Ryu Junyeol is beautiful and effective in it, it was, unlike The Princess Bride, not a great movie.

And here is why )

I've also watched the last series of Sherlock, finally. It was a slog )
adelagia: (mst3k | danger small talk)
According to my massage therapist, who is a funny old Korean man, all K-dramas are this: eating, screaming, and love triangles. And he's SO RIGHT.

Here are thoughts on some of the K-dramas I've watched recently. Many spoilers ahead.

Drinking Solo/Let's Drink:
The good: Oh, the food porn. Every episode starts out with one of the characters ruminating on the reason they're drinking at that moment, and invariably, it's paired with something that looks insanely delicious.

This was the drama that introduced me to Key from the K-pop group SHINee, and I gotta tell you, I LOVE HIM. His character Kibum and the two friends he hangs around with Dongyoung and Gongmyung -- students trying to pass a civil service exam, which apparently is extremely difficult -- were the highlight of the series. Their friendship was so much fun. I'd watch a show about the three of them (and Chaeyeon) being dorky together exclusively.

On the other hand... )

Descendants of the Sun:
I only wanted to watch this because Onew (one of my many future husbands) is in it. I'd heard that it was way overhyped, so I went in with pretty low expectations, which may be why I ended up kind of enjoying it for what it was. It's purdy. Part of it was filmed on location in Greece, so the backdrops are stunning.

Clench your teeth... )

1% of Something:
I did have high-ish hopes for this. I trawl Dramabeans from time to time to see what people are watching and enjoying, and this one seemed high on everyone's list for a cute romcom. It does start out that way and I liked both leads, but unfortunately, I have such a low tolerance of guys being a-holes to women that I had to jump ship by episode four. And here's why )

Reply 1997/Answer Me 1997:
There were things this series did tremendously well. I loved that they captured the feeling of being a teenager so well -- crushes, first loves, unbreakable friendships, obsessing over celebrities you're sure you'll marry someday, taking your parents for granted. Like, I lived all of that. In a different country and an entirely different culture, but I related so much to it. I was also pleasantly surprised by how gracefully they handled Junhee's one-sided love storyline; it was so quietly dignified and sad.

There were also things that I thought were not great. Mostly revolving around hyung )

Reply 1988/Answer Me 1988:
JUNGHWAN-AAAHHHHHHHH. Those damn traffic lights... )

Hwarang:
This one's a period drama that's currently airing with about six more episodes to go. It's... I have more complaints about it than compliments but that's only because it has so much potential and so many tantalizingly untapped storylines that it really could have been great. The crazy thing about it is that it seems like everyone except the two main leads has an interesting storyline, but we don't get to spend more than, like, five minutes per episode on those characters because we have to watch Aro cry and Sunwoo brood about shit (and we hardly ever know what the hell he's brooding about because there's a whole "mystery" about his background and it's been 13 episodes and WE STILL DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS). And then when they get together, it's a veritable black hole of chemistry.

Are you... the king? )
adelagia: (community | brain wrinkled)
Way back when summer was still new and I was celebrating being freshly off work for an extended period and therefore had nothing to do -- HAPPY, HALCYON DAYS -- I got super into Korean dramas again. After watching City Hunter a few years ago and it knocking every standard for drama out of the park, I didn't feel like watching any other K-dramas, feeling quite certain none of them would measure up.

Over the summer, I managed to get over it and get three more under my belt (and a few that I started and then just ended up reading recaps for instead): School 2013; Pinocchio; and Signal.

They're all great in different ways, though if I only get to rec one, I aggressively rec Signal. More on that in a bit.

School 2013
What's awesome about it: It's a high school drama about a low-performing school and more specifically, about the "bad" class, the quiet, still-waters-run-deep student who doesn't listen to lessons but hears everything, the inexperienced teacher with her heart in the right place. It's kind of difficult, actually, to pin down an easy summary for it, because it's all about the relationships between the characters -- and I'm not talking romantic relationships; in fact, what worked so well for it was that it didn't have any canon romances, and centered itself on character growth instead. Also, it has THE CUTEST, ANGSTIEST BROMANCE EVER. (And the actors are BFFs in real life; SO ADORABLE.)

Pinocchio
What's awesome about it: A female lead who says what she means, doesn't take any crap, and goes for exactly what she wants? THANK YOU, I'LL TAKE TEN. No noble idiocy or inane love triangles to be found here; the lead couple are refreshingly communicative and honest with each other and cute cute cute.

Signal
What's awesome about it: It's my new City Hunter. After watching this, I'm off K-dramas again. The premise is a time paradox: a police profiler hears someone calling his name over a radio transmission and he finds an old walkie-talkie and starts getting messages from the past to help solve cold case crimes, from a detective who, in the present, has been missing and presumed dead for over a decade. It's part murder mystery(/ies) and part thriller, grounded in profound emotion. It's about the human connections we make, the decisions that change the course of history, the lifelong regrets about the things we never said. I can't tell you how many times I cried while watching this -- and listen, I cry at A LOT of things, but I know when I'm being manipulated to cry and when I'm not; Signal isn't by any stretch of the imagination a tearjerker melodrama. It earns every tear and gasp and howl of injustice. And the acting in this by actors who play the veteran detectives, OMG.

I will say, I didn't get fully hooked until about episode 4, so if you do give this a looksee, make it at least that far before you decide whether or not you want to go on. AND YOU WILL. (Also, watch it on Dramafever. At the time I watched it, Viki didn't have it fully subbed.)

tl;dr: Watch Signal. Do it do it do it.
adelagia: (mst3k | strawberries)
Have I ever told you guys about my superpower? It is the greatest, and by "the greatest" I mean the most disgusting affliction known to mankind. Let me elaborate.

Listen, I will eat a lot of things. Among the people you know, I am very likely at least in the top three of the most adventurous eaters. Fish eyes, pig's ears, every innard available -- they all go happily down my gullet. However, I do draw the line at insects. I mean, all the power in the world to you if you have no problem with them, but I do. I find them repulsive in every way. Which is probably why they manage to worm their way into my food with amazing frequency. ([livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani will tell you the look on my face when I found, on separate occasions, a caterpillar in my ramen and a beetle in my spinach salad.)

A few days ago, I was out buying cleaning supplies for washing my walls (for repainting; omg, the walls look so good now - pictures forthcoming, once I properly unpack all my worldly crap) and for my troubles, I thought I'd treat myself to a taro milk tea. A lovely plan, and foiled incontrovertibly by the fact that IT CAME WITH A COCKROACH IN IT.

Let's let that sink in. A COCKROACH.

Sarea and I are heading down to LA for a little bit (to visit the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, YESSSS) and meet up with [livejournal.com profile] jade_okelani, who is now reconsidering eating meals with us (me). Lol. It is, sadly, my curse and my cross to bear.
adelagia: (community | brain wrinkled)
A kind soul left a very complimentary comment on one of my Bradley/Colin fics on AO3 today, which got me to reading a couple of my old Merlin fics. There is something so strange about knowing with a hundred percent certainty you strung all those words together into a story and yet thinking, omg I wrote that?, because some of it was actually quite good?? And yet if I were to sit down and write that very same story today, it might well suck a big toe. Is it because I'm out of practice -- after all, in my most active days of fandom, I'd churned out something like a fic a month, and now I put out a story once a year, if that -- or did I already peak as a writer several years ago without anyone telling me?

I'm not necessarily looking for an answer; the thought just comes up every so often. And I do cycle through periods where the last thing I wrote is what I consider my best, and then a few months later, I reread it and think it's hot garbage, and then several months (or years) after that, on further reread, think perhaps it might be a worthy effort after all.

So I guess what this all means is that my opinion can't be trusted. Oop.

adelagia: (community | empowerage)
The other day, [livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani, [livejournal.com profile] slitherhither, and I decided that we were going to form our own informal book club (because real book clubs are intimidating and there's way too much pressure to be insightful), and reread the Harry Potter series again. Every other time we get together we talk about how we've forgotten so many things from our first reads (mostly me, because my memory is not even a sieve, it's a springform pan that long ago misplaced its bottom), and how we sped through the last book especially just because we needed to find out what happened next. So I've started on the first book again, to read while I'm bored at work and/or avoiding work at work.

It got me reading some of my past Draco/Ginny works again, and while there's definitely room for improvement, I'm totally enjoying some of the things I wrote years and years ago. Which is nice. I tend to go in circles of liking what I write when I write it, being really pumped when I finish and post it, and then, after all the dust has settled, thinking it was complete and utter garbage. It's nice when it comes back around to the part of the circle where I think I'm actually kind of decent at writing.

I also found deep in the recesses of my GoogleDocs a really cute D/G fic about them falling into a choose-your-own-adventure book that I was a few scenes away from finishing. Damn this short attention span and constant writer's block; if only I had finished it when I'd had the inspiration and could've posted it. It's totally adorable, lol. Alas. And the D/G fandom's so dead now; everyone's long since moved on to other fandoms, myself well included, that there's really no point in trying to spruce it up and post it, even assuming I had the time slash gumption slash writing spirit. Ah well, insert dreamy nostalgic sigh here.

adelagia: (mst3k | whimsy overdose)
I've been watching the Great British Bake-Off recently on PBS. They're two seasons behind -- it's the one with custardgate, which I only know of because of the Big Fat Quiz of the Year -- but it's new to me, so shhh on spoilers. :) GBBO is great; it's one of the only reality competition type shows I like (the other being Face Off). There's no manufactured drama or backstabbery or sniping, and all the contestants are super sweet and seem to genuinely like and respect each other. Best of all, they're crazy talented, and there is such delight in watching talented, passionate people do what they do.

Of course, watching it makes my mouth hungry as hell for everything they make, and it's also tickling the dormant baking monster in me.

bakeymonster
Please can we bake? Oh please, oh please, oh please?


Back when I was living in Chicago I used to bake all the time; I'd bring in stuff to work just about every Monday (to the point where people got upset and demandy if I didn't). There's something about baking that's so therapeutic and satisfying -- when it comes out right. But then I moved, out of the country, so I had to shed a lot of belongings, and much of the bakeware didn't make the cut.

[moment of silence]

After yesterday's episodes of sweet doughs, featuring lots of brioches and buns and tea loaves, I decided I had to -- had to -- make my own tea loaf. So today I ventured out after work for a loaf pan, thinking Goodwill would be an excellent place to get a decent pan for little to no money. How wrong I was! The cheapest and, incidentally, crappiest one was six dollars. Six dollars? At Goodwill? NO THANK YOU. I popped into Fred Meyer next, where they were having a 25% off sale on their bakeware, so I got a brand new loaf pan for $5.50. Take that and an emphatic tsk as well, Goodwill. You used to be cool.

Anyway, my raisins and cranberries are now soaking, and if all goes to plan, tomorrow I shall be cramming a fat lot of tea loaf into my face.
adelagia: (community | brain wrinkled)
Remember how I was slightly iffy on Mr. Robot a few weeks ago? Well, I changed my mind. I'm recommending the crap out of it. You should all definitely watch it, and, as I told [livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani, sooner rather than later, because you do not want to be accidentally spoiled for the twists that happen in the back half of the episodes. There are two more to go before the season wraps up (ten episodes in all; not a huge commitment), and it's already been greenlit for a second. Super, super strong writing, and when it doesn't seem like it, there's a reason. Watching Rami Malek go about his business is a seized-by-your-lungs pleasure; he's phenomenal playing the brilliant and brittle lead. All the awards!

adelagia: (mst3k | danger small talk)
Is anyone else watching Mr. Robot? I've mostly been keeping up with it; haven't yet gotten around to the most recent episode, though. I like its premise and the unreliable narration from the main character (played by Rami Malek, who is really, really good in this role), but other aspects I'm iffy on -- like Christian Slater and, once in a while, the odd foreign film aura it takes on, so I'm not sure how I feel overall about it, or if I'm recommending it. Thoughts, anyone?

adelagia: (mst3k | whimsy overdose)
I just bought the Thug Kitchen Official Cookbook! [livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani brought it to my attention a few months ago, and reading it is a delight. It yells at you in a completely supportive way and makes you want to take control of your crappy, tiny kitchen. For example, this caption on their whole wheat biscuits recipe: Make your own biscuits because that store-bought shit is shady as hell. Food shouldn't be packaged like a stick of explosives. That shit is unnatural. Heh. I haven't made anything from it yet; it just arrived yesterday. But I'm excited to! Maybe I'll even post the results! But let's not get our hopes up about that!

I also like those really metal recipes on tumblr, like this one for a waffle ice-cream sandwich: ONCE YOU HAVE THOSE TWO LITTLE SHITS IN YOUR HAND THROW THEM ACROSS THE ROOM SO THAT THEY LAND PERFECTLY IN YOUR TOASTER. IF YOUR AIM SUCKS ASS JUST PUT THEM IN GENTLY WHILE TRASH TALKING YOUR TOASTER BECAUSE YOU’RE STILL HARDCORE. Hell yeah. I guess what this tells us is that being yelled at about cooking really gets my ass in gear.

Also purchased a handheld milk frother, which is SUPER COOL :D I'm going to froth EVERYTHING.

adelagia: (mst3k | plot thinnens)
PART I | PART II




DAY 5: I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE WORD STRATEGY MEANS, BRYANT GUMBEL

We weren't able to get Saturday tickets, and although we were missing several things we would have loved to see, like Dylan O'Brien's face at the Scorch Trials panel, having a day's reprieve from the nonstop madness of Comic Con was quite nice. Instead, [livejournal.com profile] jade_okelani and [livejournal.com profile] ropo drove down from LA to pick us up and ferry us all to more spa goodness. Sarea went back to Cascade, and the rest of us carried on to Karma. We all met up afterward at Oscar's, because those octopus tacos deserve to be eaten more than once. A girl in line behind me asked for a recommendation; obviously the immediate answer was the octopus taco, but she was not about that business, so I recced the surf and turf instead. Her grave loss.

Not for the first time, we lamented the lack of such good stuff in Seattle. We're a seafood town, too; why can't we accomplish the same standards?

I mean, really )

adelagia: (mst3k | plot thinnens)
PART I




DAY 3: THE LINE FOR ___ BEGINS HERE

Our first day of Comic Con! Our hotel was on the Pink shuttle route, the stop just off the corner curbside. Based on my long-ingrained penchant for turning up to things much earlier than I need to, we aimed for the 7:30am shuttle to get to our 10am panel, and got in line behind a few other con-goers.

It's a tad early...
Adelagia: "Hooray!"
Sarea: "... I guess."

Long days ahead )

adelagia: (mst3k | plot thinnens)
DAY 1: EVERYTHING GOES WEIRDLY WELL

We started the day at the crack of dawn, [livejournal.com profile] sarea_okelani having stayed over the night before so as to not have to get up at ungodly hours to drive over. Plan A, which was to hire an Uber to get us to the airport, thankfully went off without a hitch. As did getting through security -- we were directed to the pre-approved line, so no requirements to remove shoes, toiletries, laptops, jackets, etc. (though I got through the metal detector just fine with both a hoodie and a denim jacket, Sarea set off the machine with her hoodie and was made to go through again without it). With plenty of time to waste, we strolled across the concourse in both directions and settled for breakfast at the food court. Breakfast was fish tacos, chowder, and coffee because at the airport, there are no rules.

The flight itself was uneventful, except for the defective latch for my tray table, which allowed the table to fall every time the person in front of me so much as breathed. Upon arrival, we hoofed it over to the courtesy van pick-up area for our hotel shuttle; it showed up right as we did, and when we alit, the driver gave Sarea her bag first, so we were able to check in without any wait. All these incredibly smooth and non-tedious travel experiences made us very suspicious; we waited the whole day for several snafu-laced shoes to drop.

The suspense! )

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