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Frequently Asked Questions:

Why coffeebased?
I was in junior year in high school. I wanted something simple enough to be easily memorable (my old yahoo id was coffeeuke37869 and BOY did I regret having something that complicated) and I figured I was being clever with the play on carbon-based to coffeebased.

Also, there's a biochemical joke in there. I used to joke that my DNA contained caffeine molecule bases instead of guanine. Look it up, they look strangely similar at first glance.

Are you only addicted to Starbucks coffee?
No. But I like to drink it for several reasons:
1) It is pretty convenient.
2) The coffee they serve is consistent. Depending on the drink, it can be consistently horrible or consistently palatable.
3) When I make my own coffee, I tend to OD and ruin any chances my body has at a normal day.
4) Instant coffee, while convenient, consistent and easily measurable, gives me a migraine that completely outweighs any pleasure I would have received from drinking a cup of coffee. It is probably due to a preservative they use, and no, I will not have any brand you think is good because I probably don't care about your opinion enough to risk feeling a nuclear bomb go off in my skull.
5) I've got good memories of Starbucks.

What makes you think that you're addicted to caffeine? Why can't you just quit / give it up / get over yourself?

I've got a coffee mustache.

I want to sleep early tonight, so I took the easy route. Just a few espressos to make me feel mellow. There's nothing like the comfort of a lifelong (fine, a very short life's worth of long) addiction to make one feel safe. I'm not very routine-based but there are just some little habits that make my life recognizable as mine.

I get asked a lot about caffeine's stimulative properties and their indirect relationship with a person's ability to relax. Usually with raised eyebrows and a suggestive smirk indicating that the asker thinks that I don't know what the fuck I'm talking about. Often liberally drenched in condescension.

I'd draw them the mechanism of caffeine's action on the adrenergic receptors of a human body cell but it'd be wasted on them. I don't like pulling out the Biology, motherfucker, do you speak it? card that often but when I do?

Priceless.

Anyway, what people often forget is that the human body's reaction to different chemicals is case to case basis. And this reaction is not entirely physical. Now, I'm not a psychologist, so I can't explain exactly what happens in my head that translates caffeine into safe and loose but it just boils down to the repetition of a habit and its eventual effect on the way a brain is conditioned.

You know, Pavlov's dogs and those rodents that'd rather orgasm than eat.

Of course, I DO still feel the stimulant effect of caffeine eventually. However, this takes over five espressos or in plain brewed coffee terms, two to three liters of coffee brewed at a 1:3 ratio of water to coffee. Yeah.

Well, caffeine's relatively safer than smack and blow and crack and e and any other of those trendy drugs. It's also socially acceptable. It's not like I'm blowing secondhand caffeine into other people's face or pawning my jewelry just to snort some coffee grounds. I can even buy it on most street corners in Makati.

But that's just rationalizing. I pretty much have the same basic problem as any person dealing with addiction: I want it bad enough that it messes me up when I can't have it.

Now, most of us have seen/read Trainspotting. [If you haven't, hie thee to a mediastore (or an torrent search engine) and get cracking.] I have to admit that the withdrawal I experience isn't as bad as Ewan McGregor's, but this is only because I've never had any reason to actually go completely cold turkey.

Any compelling reason anyway. I've had a handful of false starts, mostly ending with me (or the people around me) giving in within a couple of days. I can be a right bitch when I'm deprived of coffee. And it's not just normal PMS-y bitchiness, the kind that this Starbucks-culture has inoculated into these poser freaks who claim to depend on coffee to get through the day without mangling people. Those kids are just feeling the aftereffect of minor addiction, the irritability caused by the high-contrast "low" a user gets when they're new to their drug of choice.

I act horribly because I am in actual physical pain. It starts off with a low-grade headache. And then I get the shakes. Both are easy to ignore, especially if one is busy. The nausea that comes afterwards, not so much. Usually the nausea is coupled with a cold sweat and a alternating prickling/numbness that spreads all over my body. Except in some part of my brain which insists on being stabbed with a non-existent laser sword thing.

By the end of two days without coffee, I'm usually kneeling before the porcelain god and throwing up whatever I'd managed to eat together with the fuckton of water I had in preparation for the vomiting. When voiding one's bowels violently, it is important to rehydrate, rehydrate, rehydrate. Unless you want to end up with an IV in your arm. And as someone who's had enough IVs in her life, not all necessarily related to a surplus or lack of coffee, I would like to tell you that you don't want that shit.

Drinking coffee (the non-OD inducing amount) makes me feel normal. It doesn't make me feel perky or energetic. It doesn't make me hyper. It makes me feel like I can deal with everyday, normal things.

Oh yeah? Well, I'm more into coffee than you will ever be, okay?

Okay. I think you aren't addicted to coffee, just the attention. Also, you suck and I used to be like you until I tried quitting for the first time, when I was in grade school. Get out while you still can. LOL

But I drink Starbucks every time I CAN. Doesn't that show how addicted I am?

No. Just... no. Also, please don't aspire to any kind of drug addiction.

Well, I think you're the poser!

You're entitled to your own opinion. Now, go away.
coffeebased: (generic: lonely neon lights)
Poster's Note: In Filipino, "lolo" means grandfather, and "tito" and "tita" means uncle and aunt respectively. "Nagtampo talaga ako sa kanila" in this text means something close to held a grudge mixed a bit with pouted.
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My Eulogy For Tito Jun Tengonciang by Karen Poblete Swann

When I was a child, I had two mommies. With one mommy, I had 4 siblings. With my other mommy, I had a daddy and I was the only child. However, sometimes Kuya Jake would also be with me whenever I’d be with my mommy and daddy but that was ok.

I would transfer from one house to the other as I pleased. As I was told (since I was too young to remember), I would pack my own little bag put clothes in it and make my own “dede” before I go to mommy & daddy’s house. Should I get there and they weren’t home, I would wait for them on the sofa and like clock work, I would fall asleep exactly at 8pm (that’s my bedtime as set by daddy) ... not 7:58 or 7:59, exactly at 8pm.

One day, I asked mommy and daddy who was my real mommy because it was impossible that I had 2 mommies. Every time I’d ask that question mommy and daddy would always say that she IS my real mommy and the other mommy was just my tita. Then they would ask me “Who would people say you look like? Her, so she’s your real mommy.”

This went on for a while until one time, I somehow had access to my birth certificate. It read mother: “Norma Poblete Swann.” I felt bad because they didn’t tell me the truth so I told them that “I already know the truth, I read my birth certificate and the mommy you said was my tita is really my mommy.” Nagtampo talaga ako sa kanila (but I think they found it amusing … because here is a child who is confused about her own mother’s identity!).

But all that time, I only had one daddy. I never questioned who my daddy was. My daddy was a very loving person, who was thoughtful, playful, who loved me a lot and taught me: manners, discipline, responsibility, honesty, do things properly, have principles, be considerate of others and to accept the consequences of my actions.

At the same time, he would never compromise a rule … a rule is a rule – it is never meant to be broken. Just as a promise is a promise. I can depend on daddy to keep his promises; he will always deliver without fail … and I love that about him because he was so dependable.

As the years went by, I remained close to Tita Baby (My Mommy) and Tito Jun (My Daddy) until I got married and had children of my own. Appropriately, Tito Jun gave me away during my wedding.

To this day, I cannot begin to comprehend how much Tito Jun has influenced my person and my being. He has instilled so much of his values and beliefs in me, so well, that I still carry on with it and I am l trying to instill and impart the same down to my daughters, Leanne & Justina.

I don’t think I could have survived all the tribulations and pain life has bestowed upon me had I not been so greatly influenced by Tito Jun’s words and his deeds. I credit who I am to him and I love him ever so dearly.


Thank you God for lending Tito Jun to us.


He will live on forever as I pass on his wisdom to my daughters and from them to theirs too.


Here’s to a great person, who was always selfless, who lived a principled life devoted to his wife, daughter and son above all else.


May we all be consoled that Tito Jun is happily and peacefully resting with God in eternal life. Amen.

SALUSTIANO TIANGCO TENGONCIANG, JR.

December 11, 1933 - April 17, 2009

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I just wanted to share this with you guys.

Some background: Karen Poblete Swann, the writer, is my aunt and also the mum of Leanniepants and Inabanana. She and her sibs, including my mum, grew up without a father. Their parents split up while they were still very young; my mum, the eldest, was only ten years old when it happened. After their parents had a divorce, their father pretty much disappeared for the entirety of their childhood and their mother spent most of her time working or traveling. The five of them grew up in different houses, one of which was the Tengonciang home.
coffeebased: (eraserheads: umibig ng tunay)
I just checked my mail while writing my eulogy and editing resumes and found out that I have just been invited to join DREAMWIDTH. DREAMWIDTH. I'm going to be coffeebased there. If you've got one, add me up. :) I'm not going to be transferring or anything. Maybe cross-posting.

Well. There's the one bright spot in my day. The rest of it will be heartbreaking and outrageous. So I'm taking my happiness where I can. I haven't really had the heart to post on all the other days since my grandfather died. Not only do I miss my grandfather and physically hurt for my grandmother and my uncle and aunt but It's been pretty much like any other time I have to work with my family.

There is not enough patience in the world and I do not even have an ounce of it. Mum and her sisters have been working very hard. Leanne, Ina and I have ended up huddling together and sort of just trying to help out as much as we can. I guess we just really want to honor him. He's been more of a father to us than all the other dudes around.

So much work to do before the funeral tomorrow. I'm hoping that nothing really bad happens between now and then. Tempers are running pretty high and everyone is just tired.

Going back to work now. I might just do an impromptu eulogy and hope for inspiration.
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1300, yesterday:

I have to study for my exams! But it is so warm and I am drowsy. Maybe I should make a whole pitcher of coffee and drink it!

1400:

Delicious, delicious coffee, you make studying so eaaasyyyyy!

1900, last night:

Oh lovely coffee, never run out, I love you so.

2200:

I think I shall turn in! Nothing like a good night's sleep for an exam.

000:

Maybe I overdid it with the delicious coffee. I'm sure it'll pass in a few minutes.

230:

CAN I SLEEP NOW.

345:

NOW?

428:

now?
coffeebased: (coffeebased: lomicon)
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[Two Churches on Good Friday]


Just wanted to share a few pictures from today. I'm out of practice but I hope to do better with more practice. Mum and I went to San Agustin Church and Manila Cathedral in Intramuros.
coffeebased: (dc: babs SPEWS)
But because I could not find TEN weird things in my room, I've changed it to ten RANDOM things in my room plus two more to make up for the lack of weird. Yeah, I know you'd think the weird would be flowing out of the cracks in the floor.

picture meme )
coffeebased: (hp: do i dazzle you?)
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PRECISELY. I mean, I love the Mythbusters and I'm willing to allow n=1 because they've got a limited time value but everything eeeelse? I'm looking at you CSI.

beautiful book cover )

Also, I've got two tutorial's today and one tomorrow but I'll be free from Wednesday to Sunday! :D Five day break! I'm really looking forward to Bisita Iglesia this year, I'm going to take hundreds of pictures! I missed Palm Sunday mass because I had work the entire day :(

Also also, I got to see JM yesterday! :D He visited and we had strawberry shakes (hahah, i just put it together based on this one J2 fic I'd read where Jared was a drink jockey, go me!), watched Dollhouse and caught up with each other. It was pretty awesome. And then we went to GB5 with mum (Ye gods, how I tire of malls) and then after that we brought him home to Dasmarinas, CAVITE.

Holy crap, it is far. I mean, I thoroughly appreciated it whenever my boys visited me (and my Sunshine) but now I appreciate them even MORE. Like burning! I could never ever ever live in Cavite. There's some novelty in the fact that you can see a wide range of stars at night but other than that? I would expire of loneliness. And maybe carbon withdrawal: the air is so clean there, wtf.

I also lent JM some new books to tide him over. I also got a bag of books back home in the nest where they belong.

Okay, off to work I go!

Helvetica

Apr. 4th, 2009 07:47 am
coffeebased: (robin: mask on)
After finishing all my Ecology requirements, I looked at the clock and saw that it was 4 AM. Too late to go to sleep if I wanted to get to class on time and with a working brain.

So I decided that I may as well just not go to sleep.

I was torn between finishing the Being Human: Unearthed thingie and seeing Helvetica but I figured that my brain couldn't handle anything with Russel Tovey in it. So I ended up watching Helvetica.

I know, I'm two years late.

Well, the point is, I enjoyed it so much that I decided to upload it for you guys.

Notes: 1) Instead of uploading the .avi file, I converted it to .mp4 so it's iPod playable already. 2) You'll need something like HJSplit or Split&Concat to stick the two bits of movie together 3) Soundtrack is as complete as it will ever be, minus one song, because there is no official soundtrack. 4) You will need to unzip the soundtrack thingie.

Download @ mediafire

Hope you guys enjoy it. I know that the soundtrack and I may run off to be married soon.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have to be in class. And I have to appear sane.

Oh PIFFLE.

Apr. 3rd, 2009 03:33 pm
coffeebased: (generic: i know i have lost)
These different mechanisms stimulate the development of sustainable practices and opens minds to more flexible methods of emission reduction. This brings us back to do oh oh oh. Do, a deer, a female deer, Re, a drop of golden sun! Mi, a name, I call myself, Fa, a long long way to run! the idea of Carbon Markets.

In terms of Carbon Market behavior there are companies like New Carbon Finance...

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Note to self, please beta your group paper very well.
coffeebased: (quote: wouldn't be research)
Okay, I'm taking a break because seriously, I can only handle srs business formal writing for an two hours before my brain breaks and I start typing gibberish (copypasta from my word document: Byrne et al. wrote of a ciliate, Orchitophyra stellarum, parasitizing the testes of Asterias amurensis and leading to their partial or total castration (1997) akwfjao;a;o;ad WHY WHY WHY I DON'T THINK I CARE ANYMORELOLOLLOLOLLLaijlsggh;qhouih GOD HAHSDHSP starfish are good eating also known as why I will never ever have a real life againal;on;lgr redrumsirismurderredrumsirismurder lolololpalindromes are sexxxxxay liek monaaay).

T - 2 weeks until the end of the term and I'm appalled at how much work I still have to finish. But I'm feeling pretty hopeful about getting it done. Technically, I'm in the middle of two research projects: the Manila sustainability thingie of death, doom and difficulty and my own thesis, the poor neglected sweetheart.

Mostly, I've been focused on getting my kids through the end of second term and marshaling all my strength toward filling the gaps in their knowledge before throwing them at their exams. It is very tempting to be horrible at tutoring; other tutors seem to do nothing other than nod mindlessly but I cannot abide not teaching them properly. It's better to assume that if I don't do it, no one will, rather than just letting them run off to maybe one day be enlightened. It is no fault of their schools, after all even in institutions with tiny student to teacher ratios it is impossible to give each child a 100% and have the luxury to explore minutiae.

Usually, parents are called to fill in the gaps in their school education, bringing topics down or up to the level of their children but as in the case of my young wards (LOLOL), sometimes the parent is either too busy or simply ill-equipped to do this. Not all parents can remember things like geometry. Some of them also had gaps in their education (in my case, I'm considering sending my kids to a non-Filipino school simply so I won't have to answer any questions about Noli and Fili since I never read them and therefore will be pants at helping kids at Panitikan.)

It's mostly fun though, because sometimes I get to do things like this:
Tutee: I think it was in 1800, give or take 50 years?
Me: Be Time Machine specific!
Tutee: I'll never get into the Time Corps!
Me: Not without a recommendation letter from me, you won't.

And other stupid things like that.

Well, I've got a meeting to attend in a few hours and I've had a longish break already. Supposedly, I've been nominated with a few others to help in starting up a Graduate School student council in the College of Science and the meeting's ending a scant half hour before my CellBio class.

And we've got a comprehensive exam scheduled for that next, next week which I've barely studied for. Not to mention the Ecology case study and recommendation paper. Thankfully, I've already finished up the statistical analysis of the data from the City Administration questionnaires. Oh, the things I have learned.

I have no idea if this entry is cohesive at all because I am running on a pitcher of coffee and two hours of sleep. Okay, off to get ready for school.
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A Well Respected Man by the Kinks download@mediafire

cause he gets up in the morning/And he goes to work at nine )

My coffee and I are watching the first three minutes of Supernatural 4.17 on repeat. Because it is one thing to identify with a character, and it is another thing to have Jensen Ackles as corporate Dean Winchester living to the Kinks. And there was a significant increase of Sam Winchester in this episode, yay.

If my coffee were to be a character in the TV show of my life, it would sort of be that ho room mate that keeps on trying different styles every episode and still being SO. INTENSE. about it every time. This week, my coffee's been kind of douchebaggy and wondering if I could email people from my phone for it. "This email has been sent from coffeebased's iPhone and it's her coffee talking, okay?"

And speaking of TV shows, I feel like my life had a sort of season four cast reunion last night because Sian, Bunny, ate Noey, ate Kam, Cher + marvelously new Erin and I did major hanging out yesterday afternoon and into the evening. Plus lots of people I loooove contacted me out of nowhere just to touch base and remind me that they exist.

Hey friends!

Okay, that's pretty much it. Had a bizarro dream yesterday as well, but will maybe post about that later. Currently enjoying hazelnut coffee and some creamy oatmeal and trying to convince myself that I am invincible and ready for Biology action!

T-3 weeks until end of term. D:
coffeebased: (batfamily: everyone can join in)
A lot of advertising time and campaigning has been done in the name of Earth Hour 2009. People are passing out fliers, taking out TV and radio advertisements and making Internet banners. A lot of time and energy has been invested to make us focus on just .011408% of a whole year.

While I think that people meant well when they invented Earth Hour, I think that the Earth is worth more than an hour of our time. Governments, NGOs, schools and families should encourage thinking environmentally 24/7/365.

The idea of shutting our lights for an hour to save the world is easy and it catches our fancies just as easily. But in caring about the environment there are many things we can do, daily, that are just as easy and can make a lasting impact on lessening our carbon footprints.

The 3 Rs are always a good way to start. Reuse, reduce and recycle!

1. Only buy things that are reusable, buying and using disposable items means more garbage in landfills. Example: bring your own tumbler to a coffee shop, use a washable spoon and fork, bring a cloth bag if you're only buying a few groceries!
2. Don't use lights during the day, repair all leaky pipes and toilets, walk more and use public transport when you can.
3. You can also segregate your garbage, separate compostable items and dig your own compost pit.
4. Instead of throwing paper, plastic, glass bottles and metal cans, bring them to a recycling center or a material recovery facility.
5. Plant a tree. Plant shrubs. Plant herbs! Increasing the greenery around you cools your surroundings, ensures that more carbon dioxide is converted to oxygen and increases storm water absorption.

I'm not saying that we should boycott Earth Hour, or tell others to do so. I'm saying that there is more that we can do. While it might make us feel better, participating in Earth Hour 2009 will not do anything in the long run if we don't do more.

We have to live as sustainably as we can if we want to make an actual difference.
coffeebased: (batman: bahala na si)
I've got my Cellbio presentation today and I'm still not done with my PowerPoint presentation. Yea and truly, I think I shall never want to open up PowerPoint again after this term. I mean, in the beginning it was like, YAY let's put hyperlinks and videos and whatever whatever but now, I'm into my tenth or twentieth PP of the term and ye gods, I tire of it.

I'm having the unhealthiest brunch thing ever. Basically, I grabbed three spoonfuls of different, week old viands, nuked them and put it on top of vinegared rice. It is like eating spicy rubber. Thai cuisine doesn't really reheat well, I've found.

Also, I was in such a hurry today that I accidentally knocked over my morning coffee and splattered it across most of the kitchen floor and up furniture and walls. Walls. Can somebody explain to me why it feels like there's so little coffee when I'm drinking the goddamn thing and suddenly so much of it when it's all over the floor? Einstein, you were SO right.

So now, I smell like old Thai food and stale coffee. D: Delicious!

Ok, back to work.
coffeebased: (dc: wednesday after all)
Oh. my. LORD.

I had a really weird dream today, but not one my oh so cute weird dreams where I wonder if I'd mistakenly taken LSD or something, and shit it was so real I actually had to check my dialed numbers to check if it had actually happened. I hate realistic dreams like that! God, it's like the harrowing, "Hey, I thought I was already at school dream." taken to a whole new level of embarrassment.

But seriously, I won't be even able to look at him in the face. Oh my lord.

Subconscious: HOLY CRAP.

More actual postage next time. When I am not so freaked and disgusted with myself.
coffeebased: (spn: srs bizniz scissors)
oh my LORD is that a bird actually warbling outside of my window? WARBLING.

GO AWAY BIRD. WARBLE ELSEWHERE. DO NOT WANT.

Haven't slept yet and I've got boys in less than seven hours. SHUT UP WARBLING BIRD, NO ONE CARES.
coffeebased: (generic: fortune cookie)
Mm. Rice boiled in dashi stock + post-broiling bonito flakes and seaweed so it's actually more like a dashi risotto. And Spanish sausage and tamagoyaki. :D Top it all off with a wonderful iced hazelnut latte. Simple but awesome!

It's a meal that says, "F U SUMMER!"

I'm hoping that it'll make me energized for thesisprop writing!!!

*HUGS [Bad username or site: @ livejournal.com] OMG YOU GO FRIEND!*
coffeebased: (batman: bahala na si)
QUESTION: Did you know that March is 1/3 over?
ANSWER: AUGH! HELP HELP HELP.

/o/ Noooooooo
OHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT \o\

Also: Why is there no "unaccomplished" LJ mood?
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photoshopped pictures of my face! )

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