Leiza

Another one but this time uploading directly from the app. Enjoy! :)

Here's a cat singing you some holiday cheer. :)

Websites. I've been tinkering with my old domains again.  I was getting tired of using Wordpress for some reason or another. Maybe it's also why I haven't been updating lately either.  However, I discovered Posterous from looking at an application developer's website.  I was so intrigued, I just had to test it and try it.  After a few minutes, I was hooked.  I loved it so much, I decided to make it my main website for I Have Cramps.  So, for the past couple of days, I canceled my web host account for I Have Cramps, then had my domain point to Posterous, and voila!  Now, I'm happy.  And now, I can update my blog more and faster with just emailing.

I did the same for my Kaligrafix domain name.  I haven't used that name in ages.  I don't really know what to do with it yet.  We'll see how it goes for now.

I'm also helping out my mom set up her praise & worship website.  They have this gathering one Sunday a month, to just share testimonies, have good fellowship and just being there for each other and their love for God.  She used a flash-based web host, which is really interesting in the backend, because there are so many tools and toys you can use.  The website is called Mabuhay Ministries.  Check it out if you like.

Hipstamatic.  I'm hooked with Hipstamatic.  If you haven't heard of Hipstamatic, check out their website. It has the history and everything.  It's really amazing how a couple of guys made a camera plus lens out of plastic in their own home.  Very amazing.  And this was back in the early 80's.

Anyways, as I was saying, I'm hooked with Hipstamatic.  Well, at least for my iPhone. It's an App. You can't really buy Hipstamatics anymore unless the 154 owners of them are selling them in eBay or Sotheby's for a high price (157 were actually produced and 3 of them are owned by the inventors' family). I really love this app, just because of the effects you get when you take a picture. The effects it makes are just amazing to me.  I like it so much I might use it all the time when I take pictures.

Blastball.  What is Blastball?  It's like T-ball but it's geared for 3-4 year old kids. Dani just joined our local Blastball league.  She's in the Green team, we don't really have a name for the team yet, but we'll figure something out.  So far, Dani has been enjoying the batting, but catching...not so much.  It's because she hasn't been able to run faster than her teammates to catch the ball.  Every time she misses, she starts crying to Luci.  Luci is the coach, by the way.  Originally, we had a different coach and team mom, but they had to move at the last minute due to the coach's work. So Luci volunteered to help out. Which is cool of him since he works so much. But it should be good for him and Dani.

I guess that's all I can say for now.  I hope to post more soon.

Because I wanted to try this out. It's not everyday you can use Hipstamatic on your iPhone. And, oh yeah, posterous.com, too.

Man, that sucked. When I tried to get into my blog to write about a dream I had, all I saw was “THIS SITE HAS BEEN HACKED!” Ugh! Was I mad. And here I had to check which area in my website was hacked into and scrambled to update my passwords and such, only to find out that it was only my theme that was hacked into and not the others. Kind of a relief but still annoying. So now, I changed themes, with a little bubbly stuff on it.

So, about the dream. It was weird than most. It felt like a nightmare of sorts.

I felt like I was playing this game, a virtual reality RPG-style type, where I wandered around with a few friends in a house and I had the ability to fly and conjure some spirits to help me combat evil. We got to this house right, and for some reason I was alone (the others were somewhere else inside the house). I happened to turn a corner and saw this zombie-like guy (shaved head, had a big trenchcoat on) and I ran for it because he saw me.

He chased me around the house, then the house turned into a cave-like structure. I couldn’t seem to fly away from him since I have forgotten all reason as I was so scared. Then, he finally caught me and I fell on the floor, screaming for my life, and he bit on my leg and started sucking my life-force. Somehow, the pain I thought I was going to feel was nothing more but a little touch on the leg, and I went limp, then suddenly felt my body pucker up like a prune as my life-force was leaving me. Then nothing but black.

My game seems to have reset. I’m back at the house, and I turned around the corner again and there’s the zombie. This time, I try to be smart and conjured one of my spirits to deter him from catching me. I reach a bedroom and went under the bed, while conjuring up another warrior-like spirit. The zombie came in the bedroom in the meantime and he started looking around the room. He almost checked under the bed and then my warrior spirit appeared and killed him on the spot. I then woke up.

I still don’t know why I didn’t fly.

I fried some bacon bits on the skillet, took the bits off after they were cooked, sauteed some minced garlic and chopped onions on the bacon fat.

I put a half a bag of baby spinach after the onions were glassy-looking, added some parsley flakes and oregano, and then turned the spinach over the other ingredients till it wilted a bit. Take the spinach out and put the bacon bits on top.

Voila! My first creation without following a recipe. I got the idea from watching a lot of "30 Minute Meals with Rachel Ray" so I figured I'd give it a go.

The taste wasn't so bad, either. Although it comes out tasting bland on its own, the saltiness of the bacon bits and Spam complimented it and the rice just made the picture complete.

I know my last post was a little…eh, well, depressing. I know, melodrama, right? Told you.

But I forgot to tell you in spite of the things I said, I am always assured there is Someone up there that knows what I feel, and knows who I am. I am assured to know the Lord is with me always, and He is my comfort and my joy. When I am down, I look up to the Lord. When I am scared, I pray fervently. When I am happy, I thank Him wholeheartedly. I know I don’t always show it, but I do all those things. He is my comfort. He is my joy.

So, yeah. I’m not always “depressed”. Just a little lonely sometimes.

That’s where the contradiction starts. I know you’ll start thinking, “Oh, I better call her and talk to her..” or something similar. But the loner in me will start screaming and force me to go in hiding. How do I say this? I would love to hear from you, but I don’t want to talk to you. Sounds harsh? Don’t get offended. I just want to wallow in my thoughts sometimes. It also gives me the inspiration to write again. It’s like an elixir for creativeness. When I’m happy, I can’t write a thing; “writer’s block”.

So, yeah. I know I’m weird. But I hope you like it.

P.S. Thanks, Dad, for the prayer email. Meant a lot to me. :)

You don’t really care -
That I looked for you.
You don’t really care -
I wept for you.
You don’t really care -
I walked the world for you.
You don’t really care -
Do you?

Do you really care -
What’s going on with me?
Do you really care -
If I slipped and fell?
Do you really care -
If I’m stuck here?
Do you really care -
Do you?

I do.

You don’t really care -
That I cry at night.
You don’t really care -
When I tell you I’m here for you.
You don’t really care -
When I need a hug.
You don’t really care -
Do you?

Do you really care -
Something’s wrong with me?
Do you really care -
You want to hold me close?
Do you really care -
Things will be okay?
Do you really care -
Do you?

I do.