ran_aya

Your Name Comes From Venus

You truly appreciate beauty in all its forms. You easily see the beauty in everything. You are an admirer of art, nature, and even people. Grace and style appeal to you. You are naturally attractive and alluring. You often have a strong mutual attraction going on with people. And while you prize beauty, you are not a snob. You see what is unique and special about each person.

God, I became such a Torchwood addict. 

Last weekend I watched both seasons and listened to the radioplays.
Especially "Dead Line" had me in tears during Ianto's monologue. I recovered but Jack's "But you never will be just a blip in time, Ianto Jones. Not for me." had me going again.

I can be such a romantic. ^_^

Can't wait to get my hands on the "Children of the Earth" DVDs in 10 days.

What can I say.....

I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!

For an old Trekkie like me it was like coming home.
Karl Urban as Bones was a real surprise. I have to admit that I was very sceptic that he can play the part, but he blew me away. From the first seecond on hes WAS Bones. Someone said that he had DeForrest Kelleys ghost in his head and I have to agree, he was the Bones I loved from the old series and the movies, including all those one liners I so missed in TNG and other shows

Chris Pine is an impersonation of a young Kirk not even Shatner could have done better.
And Zachary Quinto is a Spock who has the best of both worlds. 

During the movie I laughed, I cried, had goosebumps..... It was awesome.

I'm going to see it again tomorrow. And again sometime next week, and again in the english version in 2 weeks. Maybe even more often.

 

A Candle for the victims of Winnenden




My thoughts are with the families.


This morning a 17 year old boy went to his former school and killed 9 children and 3 teachers with a weapon he has stolen from his parent's bedroom. After he left the school he killed one man in a hospital before he hijacked a car and forced the owner to bring him to another town, where he killed 3 more people at a car dealer's shop.
At the school he targeted mostly females, 8 of the 9 children he had killed where girls.

I don't know what must happen until politicians finally decide to bann weapons from private households. Nobody needs a weapon at home and nobody should store weapons at home.


BANN all weapons from private homes!

.... and more snow.

I hate snow. I really hate this white, wet, cold stuff.


This is, what it looks like in front of my home this morning.

It is enough, really enough!

..... travelling with German Rail.

You know that you are sick and tired of using public transportations, when you think about buying a car after 20 years of not needing one.

Let me tell you about one single week using German Rail.

Long rant behind the cut. ^_^

( adventures on the train )

O_O sheesh I haven't posted here for ages.

I do not tend to rant in public, even if it is very tempting once in a while and my muse has left me for good, so there are no stories to post either. *sigh*
Anyway, to get to the point before my boss starts to complain about me being longer at livejournal than actually working. ^_^

This year I will send sout pecial christmas cards. Those are not fancy, but part of a donation campaign that takes place every year around Christmas.

Those cards are prints of pictures, created and painted by handicaped people, who actually paint those cards holding the brushes with their toes or their teeth.
Despite those hindrances the cards a realy beautyful and well done.

If someone wants to get one of those cards send me your adress via mail (althelas at gmail.com) and I'm sending one on the way.
Last day of sending cards will be the 15th, because otherwise it will arrive at your place sometime in February. ^______^

swiped from:forgottenlover

IF YOU'RE ON MY FRIENDS LIST, I want to know 28 things about you. I don't care if we've never talked, never liked each other, or if we already know everything about each other. I really don't. You are obviously on my flist, so let me know with whom I'm friends!



1. Your Middle Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favourite Movie:
5. Favourite Song or Album:
6. Favourite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favourite memory of us?
14. What is your favourite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarkey) - what are they :
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favourite subject at school:
22. Describe your accent -
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Trousers or skirts?
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together? (If you have no idea, just say something crazy, it'll entertain me!)
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you? (assuming I am not asleep in a corner somewhere)

CAPTAIN JACK IS BACK!!!!!

I`ve just seen the trailer for the next Pirates movie.

http://www.aintitcool.com/node/31947

One thing is sure, I will be so there when this movie starts in May.^-^

Yes it is an update. *g*

I know it has been a while, but RL *sigh*

Title: Dear Diary Series 4/?
Author: ran_aya
Date Written: 02/13/06
Rating: PG-13
Characters: JJ; Dee ( no pairings, sorry) -_^
Warnings: JJ may be a bit OOC, but I hope in the end I will have the hyper JJ we all love.
Spoilers: none so far
Disclaimer: Not mine, all the wonderfull guys belong to Sanami Matoh. *wails*

Notes: Let's pretend that this is not a story but JJ's diary which has somehow found its way to this journal. It starts with his first day at the police academy. I still don't know when it will end, but who knows. *shrugs*

Happy reading! ^_^

Dear Diary... 4/?

Monday 10/14/19…

Today I had my second session with the academy psychologist.

The first one was more a get to know each other than an actual session… you know all that paper stuff and tests. I still don’t know what he thinks about my interpretation of those ink dots they call Rorschach test. *snort* As if it does matter if you see a face or a vase in those dots.

Today was… let’s say… tough.
I didn’t expect the doc coming to the point that fast, but he did.
Doc Albernathy pocked and prodded me this time about my childhood. I don’t know what he wants to find there.
As far as I remember I had a great time back then. No, my parents didn’t spoil me rotten, no way… I had my chores like all of us. I got grounded when I made a mistake and got a reward when I brought home very good grades. Nothing there to find.
When I asked the doc what he did think he would find in my memories he watched me for some moment and asked back, what I think he would find.

To be honest, this question caught me off guard and I think for some minutes I just sat there and gapped at him like a fish on dry land.
He knew….. I don`t know how…. But he knew.

Well, he told me to think about it and that we would talk about it in the next session. Then the results of the tests would be back and we would talk about them too.

I don’t know why this worries me a so much. Maybe I am afraid that they decide that I am in the wrong place and that police work is nothing for me.

Lost in thoughts I went back to my dorm when I again ran into Dee… seems like it is becoming a habit. He immediately sensed that there was something bothering me and asked if I wanted to join him for a coffee. Needing to get my head clear I agreed and a few minutes later we sat in this small café across the street both of us hugging a mug of coffee.
Dee just sat there and waited, he did not say a word, he didn`t ask a thing. I was thankful for that because I was not ready to talk.
The silence was not awkward, it felt right.
I don`t know how long it took for me to finally start to talk, but when I did, it was like opening floodgates.
Dee just listened when I started to spill all the things on my mind, all the insecurities and fears, all of the things I one day have to tell Dr. Albernathy. It was kind of relieving to let everything out of my system. It had boiled and later festered there until it nearly choked me.
I didn’t notice that at one point of my tale I had started to cry until Dee handed me a tissue.

Oh god, I am such an emotional wreck, never before has someone seen so much of my inner self than Dee now.
God, I really hope that it was no mistake to tell him all this stuff. It would bee too embarrassing seeing him laughing about me. I don’t want to go through this again.

There was too much humiliation in my past life, I don’t need more of it.

But somehow I know that Dee would never do that to me or anybody else.
I think he had his own load of memories to deal with and I feel very bad to add my sorrows to his but he just hugged me and said that this is what friends are for. He also said that my past is exactly that… the past… and it should rest where it is and that I should look forward to the future.
He meant that I should not forget about it but draw strength from it. The past is what shapes us but the future is something we build no matter what we have done or what had been done to us.

In a little corner of my mind I know he is right but it is hard to break old habits.

When we left the café I felt better than I had in years and I told him so.
He just smiled at me and said if I need it again, I always know where to find him.

I never met someone like him before and I doubt that I will ever meet someone like him again.
He is one of a kind.

Title: Dear Diary series 3/?
Author: ran_aya
Date Written: 11/15/05
Rating: PG-13
Characters: JJ; Dee ( no pairings, sorry) -_^
Warnings: JJ may be a bit OOC, but I hope in the end I will have the hyper JJ we all love.
Spoilers: none so far
Disclaimer: Not mine, all the wonderfull guys belong to Sanami Matoh. *wails*

Notes: Let's pretend that this is not a story but JJ's diary which has somehow found its way to this journal. It starts with his first day at the police academy. I still don't know when it will end, but who knows. *shrugs*

Happy reading! ^_^

Tuesday 10/8/19…


We are friends!!!!!!

No – not as in boyfriend – just friends. Hey, better than nothing, right?

For the first time in a long time I have a real friend again. I didn’t know how much I missed that until I had it again.
It is nothing like the fake friendships I had in High School or College.
No, this is real!!!

Over the last weeks we spent a lot of our spare time together, just talking about all the world and his brother.
You know what I mean.
We talked about our lifes and families, in Dee’s case about Mother Lane – the penguin – as Dee refers to her, I wonder if she knows about that, and the other kids at the orphanage.
One day he event told me about Jess, the cop who had found him, and what has happened to him only a few years ago.
I could clearly see that these events still hurt him and probably will hurt him for much longer, as strong and tough as Dee seems to be on the outside, so vulnerable is he on the inside.
He tries to hide his soft side under layers and layers of rough behavior, but it is still in clear sight for everybody who really looks at him.

It took him some coaxing and prodding until I in turn told him about my fellow student and how they treated me all the time and how bad it became when I had my coming out.

To be a nerd was bad enough, but being a gay nerd made it even worse, not to mention my odd hair color.

When Dee asked me about my hair, I tried to explain it, the result was a Dee hanging in his seat and roaring with laughter.
Okay, in retrospective it was hilarious to hear about my different failure attempts to give my nearly white-blond hair a darker color. I started with brown, tried different shades of red until in the end I stayed with the aubergine hair dye which gave my hair this light lavender color.

But the moment Dee broke out in fits of laughter I almost regretted telling him.

In between giggles and gasps for air he explained that he tried to visualize me with hair the color of a carrot and my face when I saw it for the first time.

I only hmpf-ed before I joined in his laughing.

God it felt so good to talk and have someone to listen to.

Title: Dear Diary series 2/?

Author: ran_aya
Date Written: 11/11/05
Rating: PG-13
Characters: JJ; Dee ( no pairings, sorry) -_^
Warnings: JJ may be a bit OOC, but I hope in the end I will have the hyper JJ we all love.
Spoilers: none so far
Disclaimer: Not mine, all the wonderfull guys belong to Sanami Matoh. *wails*

Notes: Let's pretend that this is not a story but JJ's diary which has somehow found its way to this journal. It starts with his first day at the police academy. I still don't know when it will end, but who knows. *shrugs*

Happy reading! ^_^

Tuesday 17/9/19…

OH. MY. GOD…. I touched him!!!!!!!

‘kay, it was an accident and to be honest I didn’t exactly touch him – I bumped into him.

God, please let me die, it was so embarrassing!

This morning I was quite late for one of my classes and didn’t look where I went or better, ran.
So, when I turned around a corner I was stopped by something, or better someone.

We both went to the floor in a heap of flailing limbs, surrounded by books and notepads.

The next thing I remember was that I had a deathlike grip on a shirt and that my head rested on a broad chest.
Hmmmm….. that felt so nice!!!

I don’t know how long it took until I finally dared to lift my head, for me it could have been hours, but I probably it was only seconds.

That was the moment I cursed my shyness –my face was hot and I so knew that it matched the color of a very ripe tomato.

I looked up directly into those stunning green eyes I admire now for two weeks from a far.

For a second none of us moved, but then he smiled and said something to me, I can’t remember what, because my brain had shut down, the only thing it was capable of, was trying to find a way out of this.

Finally able to move again, I struggled to get back on my feet and get out of here as fast as possible.
The guy was faster and offered me a hand, blushing I took it and he helped me up, not daring to look up and see him laughing at me for my clumsiness.

But that did not happen, on the contrary, he asked me if I was okay and helped me to collect my books and other stuff.

When I was about to turn around and leave he called me back, stretched out a hand and said with a wide grin, if we both shared the same spot on the floor, we at least should know each other’s names.

His name is Dee – Dee Christopher Laytner.

I think it is time to start this on my own account, not only in the 2nd_chance_chat

Title: Dear Diary series 1/?

Author: ran_aya
Date Written: 11/7/05
Rating: PG-13
Characters: JJ; Dee ( no pairings, sorry) -_^
Warnings: JJ may be a bit OOC, but I hope in the end I will have the hyper JJ we all love.
Spoilers: none so far
Disclaimer: Not mine, all the wonderfull guys belong to Sanami Matoh. *wails*
Notes: Let's pretend that this is not a story but JJ's diary which has somehow found its way to this journal. It starts with his first day at the police academy. I still don't know when it will end, but who knows. *shrugs*

I talked to JJ and he is okay with publishing it.hehe

One thing, this is not edited so everybody who finds typos or grammar mistakes, can keep them. I know there are a lot of them in it.
I should not write in the middle of the night.*lol*
Let me know if I should continue this.

Monday 9/2/19...

Ahhh, first days,I always loved first times.
First birthday (okay, the one,I could remember), the first "real" Halloween costume, the first movie in a cinema, first day in school, first day in high school, first day in College - and now my first day at the academy.

Nothing about a "first time"... , you know that this is still in the future, I already told you.

Anyways, there is always something special about Firsts, something that you can nearly smell in the air, some kind of electricity, like the one you can sense before a thunderstorm, but different.

I think it is the feeling and experiencing something for the very first time. After that first time it is nothing new, you know how it looks and feels like.

There is this anticipation and expectation in the air, it prickles down your every nerve until you tingle like you are taking a bath in champagne, not that I tell you that from experience, mind you. But hey maybe one day I can tell you how a bath like that feels like and if I am right.

Okay, I have to admit, that maybe this time it is not only the first day but the thought of spending the next few years in company of a bunch of tall, well-built and of course handsome men.

When I told my family that I want to join the police, my older sister teased me,
that I only wanted to drool over all those guys in the academy.
Maybe she was right...to some point.

But this afternoon I met a really drool worthy specimen of mankind.
He looks like he is in his second or third year... hm... I wonder how old he is?
You want to know how he looks like? Sure you want, but I would tell you anyway.

Uhhhh,,, have you ever seen one of those ancient statues in the museums or in the history books at school?
You know the ones of all those famous Greek gods.
Imagine one of them came to life and you have this guy in front of you.

Hair as black and shiny as the fur of a panther, I bet it will feel like silk when I run my hand through it, curling around a face that is so beautiful…you know, it is …manly… I don’t find a better word to describe it.

High cheekbones, covered with a little 5 o’clock shadow, hm, I wonder how he would look like with a full beard.

And his eyes, green eyes like I have never seen before. So full of mirth and emotions and yet so guarded.
When he talks to someone, this person has his whole attention, but I think he is still aware of what is going on around him. I wonder where he grew up, to have that kind of behavior.

You should have seen him moving, really, that was a sight to behold. Catlike motions, relaxed but controlled. He is almost gliding over the ground.
Ahhh, and the sway of his hips, simply wonderful!!!!!

The way he holds his head and that little smile which playes around those full really kissable lips – omg did I just write that?
But hey, nobody will ever read this so I can write it. Right?!?!

Where was I .. ah yes, his movements… see, he moves like he wants to say. “Hey world, look up, here I am. Deal with me or lose.”

I really need to find out his name!!!!!

I just made a one of those silly personality tests on Marc B. Lee's site.

http://www.tk421.net/character/


And it turned out that I am.... ta...taaaa: Galadriel:*lol*

Possessing a rare combination of wisdom and humility, while serenely dominating your environment you selflessly use your powers to care for others.

i always knew that i talk too much. ;-)



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Since this morning the rivers are getting higher and higher, later the first volligas and cities werew cut off the rest of the world they have no electricity and the fire departement evacuates some towns. Later that afternoon the first waves of the flood arrived in my town, and the River Inn is now about 4 feet higher than he was 6 years ago, and that flood was called the century flood.

I really hope that it gets not too much higher but I fear that will be only a wish.*sigh*

4 more nights before i finally sit in a plane to London... yeah...
I haven`t been there for over 3 years and I wonder what has changed in that time.
One thing has changed... my favourite shop does not exist anymore. *sobs* Now I have to find another one where I can purchase my rose flavoured bubblebath and all the other little thingies for a relaxing evening in my bathing tube. *sigh*

I really hope that I have time to rummage through "Vorbidden Planet" and all the other bokkstores. I want to find english dubbed versions of the FAKE Anime and maybe even some DVDs of "WEiss Kreuz". I wonder how the boys sound like in english.

puhhh, my first ever LJ, I really set it up.

At the moment I still try to find out how all the things on this site are working, maybe one day I change the settings and make myself a little home here. *g* So be patient with me and don`t look too closely on my typing and grammar, I am no native speaker and after all these years I still have a lot of problems with the english grammar. *g*