Trish's exciting episode

It's Mister here.. Actually.. Merlin is here, too. We have been giggling about Trish's recent panic episode for a while. I mean, ok.. if we said panic episode, then that's not laughing matter, but if you know the cause that trickers it, you would have been laughing like we do, too. So, in short, Trish went out with a friend and after she got back, she wasn't sure if it's just friends hanging out or is it more like a date. I know.. I know.. Trish is more than 30 and it's kinda funny that she doesn't know for sure what can be categorized as a date. Anyway, after consulting some experts, it seems to lean more toward a date and that triggers a slight concern on Trish's part.. which is understandable. Trish confessed that this friend somehow reminds her of Love. So if he actually wants her, Trish is a dead fish. It's even worse than shooting fishes in a barrel. So now, Trish is trying her hardest not to behave like an obsessive girl, trying to keep herself occupy other ways so she wouldn't have to think about this. We shall see if that works. Worst come to worst, whatever she ends up doing, we still support her and will be there for her and won't really judge her. We keep trying to tell her that with hope that one day she would believe us for real.. instead of just nod.. yes yes.. I know.. I know..

Brief greeting from Mister

Hi there.. It's Mister here.. It has been a while since the last time I blogged. Trish hasn't been home that much (except when she's sick and had to sleep for 12 hrs a day, but then she got up and spent the other 12 hrs in the lab anyway) and I'm not that fluent with technology so I have to wait until Trish's here with me before i can blog and say hi to you. And I don't even think I can stay online long tonight.. Trish is a little tired from work and she will fall asleep pretty soon, so I only have time until she warms her feet up enough. I mean.. she's nice enough.. she will wait until I'm done before going to bed and she wouldn't really complain if I'm gonna take a while.. but I just want her to get enough rest.. And somehow, on a day like today, she's quite cuddly and keep sniffling my head and merlin's head.. maybe it's just her way of kissing us.. She told us she loves our smell.. that we don't really smell good or anything.. we just have this smell of something she's used to.. something she's comfortable with.. something the helps her relax.. maybe that's why she always take at least one of us with her.. everywhere.. every retreat.. every meeting.. she took me to DC.. but she took Merlin to Tahoe.. we normally spent our time on her bed.. but we don't really care about getting to see things anyway.. we just want to accompany her and be there when she needs us.. On our trip to Boston, well.. Merlin wasn't there but i was, she did took me out on a sightseeing trip with her.. i actually got to be in a few pictures especially on that acorn street or whatever that famous street is.. looking studious and all, reading the guild book.. Trish loves to do that.. she doesn't like to be in the pictures too too much, she just prefers me being in it..

anyway.. I guess that's enough babbling for tonight.. her feet got warmed.. all the blankets are ready.. it's cuddle time.. the time I have been waiting for the whole day.. i will catch you later then..

the lovely sun

I think I have an obsession with the sunset. It might be just that i can't get up early for sunrise most morning, so sunset is the only time i can watch the transition. And every time, it's simply exquisite. It is amazing how such wonder can be repeated everyday, with minor alteration. With the walk along the shoreline, I hope only to test a new lens, but I do get a lot more than that. I should try this a bit more often. It's just some really simple pleasures that free of charge. And with the camera, interestingly, the sun just reminds me of a really good kisser. The scene that came up in my head was that of Romeo and Juliet, on the night he climbed to her bedroom patio to confess his love. That morning, they spent time after time kissing the last kiss, over and over. It's just never enough. One more. One more. For me, shooting the sunset is like that. Just like kissing the love of your life, and always asking for more. How the light actually kissed the clouds and how it changes every second are hard to take my eyes off.

Thanks Love, for introducing me and helping me appreciate such beauty again. Even though you're no longer here with me, the effects from how you have touched my life will remain with me. I might not have your kiss, but you teach me how to feel the kiss from the Sun. I might not be in your arms, but I can feel the wind's gentle touch. And on the nights that I miss you dearly and wish I could tell you how much I still love you and care about you, I just ask the Lady of the Night to bring you my message in her soothing glow and her little twinkle sparks. It has been so long. Surprisingly, I just can't love you even a little less. I might be too much in love with Love. I might still be too much in love with you. Or I might just be too much in love with the memories of you. For all I know, I'm just too much in love to fall in love again.