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Ummm, didn't get ANY work done. (Of course.) I was starting on making dinner then the T_____ and R____ invited themselves over (which was okay) and I coerced them into agreeing to take me to do laundry tomorrow (YES!!!!!! I am OUT of clean clothing.) ^______^, then I watched the Cowboy Bebop movie (Which would've been PERFECT to watch on Halloween Night . . . for, um, obvious reasons.) and it blew my mind. And, um, here I am. Shower, bed? Sounds good, ne? Hafta get up *early* - BLEH! - 'cause I'm going over to the girls' for brunch, then laundry, then I REALLY AM going to bail on them and slavishly do work. I SWEAR. Because if I don't freaking catch up this weekend, I am REALLY REALLY SCREWED. And I MEAN IT this time. Because I know I've meant it for the past two weekends, but since I DIDN'T catch up then, if I don't now, I'll NEVER catch up. And I have a midterm on the 14th so . . . yeah. ;_;
'Night. Hmm, I seem popular today. I was supposed to hang out with friends but I had to decline, seeing as I AM actually going to attempt to do work on a Friday (errrr . . . yeah). And I got invited to the Bowles Party (which I declined - geeez! Stop calling me! We all remember LAST year's Bowles party, DON'T WE? Anyway, do I LOOK like I'd enjoy myself?!). And I got invited out by apartment mate B to watch Monsters, Inc. But I don't feel like it . . . Also spent MONEY on apaatomate B today (tho' I didn't want to) but her birthday's Sunday and to keep from looking and feeling like a complete bitch, I bought her something. *siiiiiiiggghhh* NOT that she deserves it. GRRRRRRRRRR. I didn't even go into the chicken story. >_< Oh, and also suffice it to say that my cheese is missing and we DON'T have mice. >_< I also, sort of, *hehe* forgot to do my telebears at the right time today? O_o So I remembered at um, 7-something? Luckily, nobody wants to take the classes I'm taking . . . including me. Anybody know any easy classes I could take (and will hopefully be available in Phase II)? I only wanna take 13 units next semester . . . but it ain't happening. >_< Watched the Sailormoon R movie on CN today, and winced . . . and winced again. The Japanese version is much, much, better. Plus, I'm REALLY sure CN aired the edited version. Oh, and the homoerotic overtones between Fiore and Mamoru that I noticed but which didn't really impact me in the original? They are OVERPOWERING in the dub. It's really, really, REALLY SCARY. Oh. And I really like Zoids (not that I've actually had time to watch much of it). *heart* But I want them to show the first two seasons . . . *whine* And for fans of Reboot, well, I taped last week's episode, but finding NO TIME to watch it, I have NO IDEA (well, very little) as to what was going on in today's episode. O_o;;; And, um, gonna burn more cds and do work now. Gina FB 3&4 need divx 4, darnit! And it's Black Heaven 1-3 + something that is NOT episode 4 as far as I can tell, not having watched it . . . Just so you know. Oh! And you should seek out other ways to show your wrath! Hope things go better . . .
Merr, darling, I know you're not sending packages/mail for a bit, but if you DO send my package over Thanksgiving break, could you be a dear and include a bunch of blank cds? I wouldn't ask, but I'm literally almost out and I have yet to find time/place to buy more. >_< But yeah, if you send me lots and lots of cds, I will fill them up for you! The first couple of X eps sound good to you for starters? ^_- Ah, yes. I got two people to join the NaNoWriMo thing . . . which I'm *not* in. *hehe* But seriously, I have no time. And I'd rather focus on quality rather than quantity. (Plus, if I DID have the time to write a novel in November, wouldn't it be better spent working on my fanfics?) Anyways, I don't think I would have a problem hitting 200 pages. "Past Loves" part 5, after all, was over a hundred and I wrote that the majority of that in what . . . a day? O_o;;; (I seriously did. I sat myself down in front of the computer and just kept writing . . . and when someone had to use that computer I copied it onto disk, switched over to the *tiny* ancient computer we had at that time (it was so small I had to scroll to see the right half of the page) and kept right on writing. Then I got interrupted because we had to leave for somewhere. -_-;;;; Which is why it was LATE. (Yes, I actually had reasons back then for things being late.) But like I said, 200 pages? Not a problem.
Well, good luck boys. ^_______^ <-evil grin It's my day to clean the kitchen . . . and I would do it, but it seems that someone didn't take out the trash yesterday. >_< So I'd rather clean the kitchen AFTER the overflowing trash is taken out. It's just easier that way . . .
Ne, and it's good you're feeling better, Gina. ^_^ And sure, we can commiserate together. What's with people and wanting to commiserate with me lately? I don't mind, but why that same term from two disparate sources? I mean, I have a fairly large vocabulary but "commiserate" isn't the word that pops foremost to mind . . . -_-;
The music in my apartment is F*CKING LOUD! How's a girl to SLEEP?! Is my apartment mate having a party or something?! SHUT UP!!!!! ;_; Soooooo . . . tired. Let me repeat for those who were not paying attention that I have NO intention of imposing my own point of view or beliefs/values on others. That would be irritating and hypocritical on my part and deserving of a severe thrashing. (Exceptions made for gentle persuasion in some areas and forcibly converting others to anime/manga fandom. There are some things were morals just aren't needed . . . *lol* However, seeing the horde of imps I have unleashed on club, I might think twice about it. I repeat: It's not my fault. AND STOP CALLING ME! I don't particularly want to talk to you and I'm not exactly your information source! Just . . . don't ask. >_<)
Now then, Macy sells blue lipstick. *evil grin* Ta-ta now. Shower to take. Reader to read. Sleep to sleep. Forgot to mention. Watched the X OAV and the first two episodes of the anime and all I have to say is SORATA'S VOICE IS SOOOOO HIGH AND NASALLY!!!!! I swear, I wouldn't blame Arashi in the anime if she was to run away from him . . . Even *I* (much as I love the boy) couldn't live with that voice. Don't make me root for his anime death, CLAMP. Don't make me do it. *Sigh* It's manga-Sorata for me all the way, baby! Oh, but OAV Kakyou is H-O-T. Rrrowr. Oh, and yes, Tin-sama, anime Kamui is nice and angsty, but edgy enough to be on my yummy list. ^_^ And don't feel obligated to use the "-san." It's . . . weird. O_o;; Ne, Ninx-chaaaaan, I already knew. *blinks* I read blogs *very* carefully and you had an off-hand comment in an earlier blog entry. So, no yelling from me (Like I would ever yell at you about ANYTHING? O_o;). Besides, I assumed you're educated and informed enough to know all the consequences and make your own decisions, ne? (Plus, I gave up converting people to a state of smokelessness after reading one of the Ramona Quinby books and trying to get my grandfather and uncle to quit . . . to no avail. So I now follow my mother's maxim which basically boils down to: "It's your life and it's none of my business anyway.") Of course, I would not be adverse to a sudden cessation in smoking by everyone in the world. But that's just me. Bear in mind, however, that there may come a blog entry where I rant about smoking in general . . . but it certainly won't be targeted at specific individuals. Just society in general and *koff* their complete and total disregard for the state of my lungs. -_-;;; (Just warning ya - that's ALL of your who might read this here blog and I KNOW who you are and who amongst you might get offended - not to get offended. I will speak my mind when I have a mind to. And I can be pretty damn blunt about what I think, too. But isn't that my prerogative? Feel free to rant back in response. ^_^ My debating skills are rather rusty and practice never hurts. Mmm, and just because I disagree with lifestyle choices doesn't mean that I respect you any less - um, lemme qualify that. Sometimes it will. Like if you're a cocaine addict or a child rapist I'm *gonna* have a problem, but if you don't fall into those sorts of categories, I wouldn't worry. Not that the vast majority of you would worry anyway . . . okay, nevermind.) So, that out of the way, is there anything in particular you'd like me to attempt to draw for you from "Beast"? ^_^; I'll give it a go . . . (Otherwise I'll pick something RAAAAAN-DOOOOM. Which could be scary. ;) ) Glah. I'm sick of the layout again too. I wanna draw something new but I haven't the time. Ugh. Still hafta read four articles in the History reader and type up a paragraph this morning for class. >_<
*Sigh* So much for catching up on my five chapters of Psych reading and my five chapters of History . . . >_< Dude. Freud is just messed up.
Oh, and I am exorcising the insidious slang-word "hella." Curse you, strange Californian slang users! A plague of fruit flies on both (north and south) your houses!!! Yeah, there's nothing like a little rage to defunktify you. ^o^
Oh, as for the brownies, "They're sinfully delicious!" I hate you, grey sky. >_< I'm bad weather-intolerant (I know there's a name for it, but I forget it right now.) Anyways, rainy days and crappy weather just get me depressed (so you KNOW what I'm like during Berkeley rainy season! >_<). Anyways, then my mind starts going around in non-productive circles like a hamster running in its wheel who doesn't quite know how to stop . . . Upside: I didn't think about high school guy while depressed and no suicidal thoughts this time. ^____^ Downside: I'm nearly twenty (in relative terms - eight more months). I am an uninteresting, unattractive, twelve-year-old-looking, unmotivated girl lost in a swarm of, well, other very ordinary and highly-irritating people. (And YES I know I'm just feeling sorry for myself, but screw it, I'm ALLOWED.) I have NO direction. Life is crappy. I feel about eighty years old and tired, so very very tired. Yet I look and behave like a child. And everyone fucking sees me as a child. I'm sick of it. I get sick of it a lot. I've been sick of it, I AM sick of it, I will continue being sick of it until something changes. Nothing's changing. Each new semester, each new year, I think, maybe it'll be now. Maybe now is the time when things will be different. When I can make a new start and people won't take advantage of me and everything will be beautiful. When I'll suddenly discover what it is that I'm supposed to *do* so that I'll suddenly be somebody. This is not to say that I'm not content with being me. I've accepted myself for who I am, and if you wanted me to list out all my faults I could do that without hesitation, happily, in fact. It would just take a while. I don't have a problem with *me*. Which, of course, brings one to the question, do I have a problem with everyone else? Yes. And no. Whatever, it doesn't matter. I don't have the power within me to change other people. I only have the power to change myself . . . and even that may be wishful thinking. And I DON'T particularly want to change who I am. Not on a whim. Not for other people. I've never been particularly crazy about going with the crowd, or "fitting in," but I do it anyway. I fold so easily. It's just so easy to give in and let yourself be moved by that mob mentality. It's just so easy to be unhappy all the time and to grasp at moments of real happiness like chaff in the wind. But even so. The core of me, of the self that is me, I won't change it. Not for anyone. Not even for myself. Does that make sense? I'm old and I'm tired and I'm alone and I'm tired of that too. I'm tired of being alone. It's not that I particularly even WANT a boyfriend right now - too much trouble. I've seen how that goes, and how it ends. And for me it might not even be the best thing. I'm a clingy, dependent, possessive little brat. I'm happy when I'm in love but it invariably ends badly, and while I don't object to the pain - after all, everything has a price; life is pain, really - why is it that I depend on other people to make me happy? Why can't I make myself happy? But I'm lonely. Is it so much to ask, is it so wrong to wish to be held? There's happiness all around me . . . but I can't touch it. It flees from the brush of my fingertips and I can only glimpse it from a distance. I hate this. Living vicariously through everyone else. Is it so much to ask that I live for myself for once? Nobody knows me. Not ME. All they know is the straight-arrow, goody-two-shoes, emotional, panicky me. And yes, that's me too. But that's only a part of me. And the me that wants to break free? Where is that part? Hmmm. What brought all this on you ask? Well, the sky is grey and dreary, that bitchy girl was at office hours again, and I just realized (again) that my life is going nowhere fast. And Miss Bitch (who I discovered has the same name as a well-beloved anime character >_<) seems to be mutual friends with a great many people I know - which annoys me. I mean, look at her personality and look at mine. They're friends with her and acquaintances with me, and while I'm not exactly dying to be bosom buddies with any of them, is her personality seriously more appealing than mine? I really actively hate her. I can't help it. She's loud and pushy, snobby as hell, and she actually said today to our GSI that she has an attitude problem - WHICH SHE DOES - and has a LOW TOLERANCE for everything. What I want to know is why is she saying this if she knows it?! Why doesn't she DO something about it?! I HATE her and people like her. I'm forever playing second banana to them. These are the kind of people who can squash me like a bug to get their own way. She's also a hypocrite and, while everyone's a bit of a hypocrite, she's the kind that I really hate. She purports that people should just put up with things and not complain. I put up with things that I really, really, REALLY shouldn't put up with, but because I have difficulties asserting myself (which I AM attempting to work on) so I don't do anything about them. BUT HELL YEAH I COMPLAIN. I WHINE. I BITCH ABOUT IT. I AM FUCKING ALLOWED. This is NOT Communist China! This is America and the great thing about America is that you can bitch about whatever the hell you want and no one can stop you! The guy on the plaza can bitch about the Japanese murdering the Chinese and make ME feel bad for no reason and can't stop him and I can BITCH about my SCREWED UP life and there's nothing she can do about it! Grin and bear it?! HELL NO! And she's a fucking hypocrite, whining about how she has two jobs and doesn't get home until ten every night, then saying, "Oh, but I shouldn't complain because I chose to do this." That's an attempt to elicit sympathy then shoving it aside in an attempt to appear all noble and superior. If you're going to whine then just DO IT. DON'T DO IT then take it back and look down on everyone else who DOES. Yes, you may have a low tolerance for people who whine all the time because "it gets annoying" but so do stuck up bitches like you! If I didn't rant once in a while, if I didn't complain that I have this and that work to do and I'm so behind in this and that then I'd have to go out and kill myself. The day I stop complaining is the day I'm either perfectly content for the first and ONLY time in my life, or when I'm DEAD. Life is all about suffering and WHINING about it! All that other crap people tell you is NOT TRUE. And if YOU think that you have a low tolerance for imbeciles and the like, well, let me tell you something, I have a lower tolerance than you. Because you are fucking getting on my nerves. But I'm a lot nicer than you and I don't shove it in your face that you're a bitch and you ANNOY me. Like you, I don't really give a damn what other people think about me, but UNLIKE you, if I don't HAVE to be an asshole 24/7, I don't really see the point in it. There's nothing wrong with being nice to other people. There's nothing wrong with a little sympathy and kindness towards others. Your karmic balance will be the better for it. So that maybe the next time you feel like complaining, someone will be there with a listening ear and an understanding smile. No man is an island unto himself, no matter HOW MUCH we may think we are the vast majority of the time. What you say and do DOES affect others. It doesn't hurt to think about that a little. Because my feelings are easily hurt and if I get hurt this easily what's the point of going out of my way to be unnecessarily cruel to others? If people will leave me alone I will leave them alone. So please, bitch, leave me alone.
I need to make buttons. "No flyers, please." "I am not in need of being "saved"." "WHEN I STOP COMPLAINING, I'LL KNOW I'M DEAD." I have made brownies and they are GOOOOOOOOD. ^________^ My GSI is gonna love me. (Well, maybe not, but if someone made ME these brownies, I'd love them . . . or at least be very VERY appreciative. *LOL* "Eat the brownie! Now, help me with this problem! It's eeeeeviiiiiilll!!!!") Ah, but I also made fairly decent sugar cookies for the party on Saturday, and yummy cake, and I made a so-so replica of my Mum's chicken, asparagus, water chestnut, and wheat thin dish for people on Friday . . . Of course, yesterday I was BRILLIANT and tried to cook chicken on the stove without defrosting it first. -_-;;;; Suffice it to say the pan spat hot oil at me in frustration. (Then I OVER defrosted it and it just got yucky . . . but then I tried cooking it but since the piece was so thick I had to cut it in half. -_-;; And we have no cornstarch.) And why didn't anyone tell me that Zoids had already started? >_< (And Scott McNeil does a voice! Yay! :D) What's this "Totally Spies" show (looks sorta scary - three fashion-obsessed teenage girl spies)? ^_^; And are the character designs just anime-like or is it actually some obscure little known anime . . . ? Mmmm, must find more time to blog, but since I'm EXCEEDINGLY behind, that time is not now.
Damn, am I get random or what with regard to my posts? O_o;;;
X Music video, Kamui & Fuuma-centric, to No Doubt's A Simple Kind of Life? >_< I wanna make one! Too bad I have neither video source nor video-creating software. >_<;;;; Um. Yeah. Sooo, unproductive as usual and I STILL haven't found time to blog about my sucky midterm grade and assorted other yucky crap in my life. (Though, I managed a blog about oranges? O_o;;;) Anyways, I DID have time to draw this. -_-;;;; (As usual, copy-paste the link, okeydokies?) It was a bunch of doodles on pink post-it-notes, okay?! Anyways, that *is* actually drawn from life . . . though not all details may be accurate and it's a bit exaggerated. But if I HAD actually yelled, this would've been how it would have happened. I may try rescanning it later since it looks like I drew it in pen and therefore looks crappy. That's a LIGHT PENCIL DRAWING, folks. -_-;;;; And I blame this all on my addictions to more webcomics, including: Megatokyo - dammit, I'm hooked! And I know who's to blaaaaame ^_^; - and As if! - because is NOT ONLY Nikki Purvis alive, she and Mimi (from Otaku Wars - which I never read but I've heard about from Chris Davies's site) have also got a webcomic! O_o - oh, and It's the Wind - I met the artist on an oekaki board a while back. And, of course, I've ALREADY been reading Bitchwidget. -_-;;;
*whimper* With all these and my still unread manga and my unwatched anime and my unwatched tv shows . . . and my unread books is it even POSSIBLE for me to be productive?! It damn well better be. >_< Doing work tomorrow - errr, today. Work, work, work! 'Cause DAMMIT, I'm TOO FAR BEHIND AS IT IS! And I'm baking and decorating on Friday and I've got a party to go to on Saturday, so, by Jove, I better get A LOT done tomorrow!
Why is my orange from Australia? O_o;; You'd think that living in California, we'd have enough of our OWN oranges that we wouldn't have to import them from halfway around the world . . . Is it because they're out of season? I don't get it . . . I'm too tired to even blog properly. And I have another 13 reader pages to read (with tiny *tiny* font) before I can sleep . . . Gleh . . . Kept passing out today (not *blacking out* mind you, just passing out), um, details when I'm awake? Mmm, and Meimi-san if you read this, I hope your grandmother's doing well and for God's sake go to sleep! If I can't, I'd rather somebody did . . . zzzzzz . . . Uh. Uh, I'm awake! I swear, I . . . zzzzzz . . . daaaaaaaaaamitttttt!!!!! Ninx dear, other than the job aspect of it, I think I fully understand what you're feeling. Oh, except I'm too tired to think. So I've just got the feeling part covered. I hope things look brighter and better tomorrow.
Must read. Must . . . SLEEP! Whoops. My hand slipped off the keyboard. Going now. Dude. I'm SUCH a sucker (softie?), which is why those irritating flyer people target me, no doubt. But I just gave some boy from Berkeley High $3. He was soliciting for the San Francisco Chronicle in order to win a scholarship. And I don't particularly WANT the San Francisco Chronicle, but I felt bad just turning him away . . . I mean, he's working towards higher education. *SIGH* UGH. And he gave me the puppy-dog eyes treatment! >_< So, yeah, I didn't buy the paper but I gave him three bucks as a donation. Now, he better not go spend it on drugs or cigarettes or something . . . *SIGH* NOTE: This is NOT, I repeat NOT to say that if anyone tries to sell me something I will buy it . . . SO DON'T TRY IT!!!!!! And it didn't help that Apartmentmate A and her friend were cackling like banshees in the background and making fun of both of us. Yes, that's really wonderful.
AM A & Friend: *HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA*
-_-;;;; I hope that kid wins the Nobel Prize. Mmmmm. Well, I'm not worried about the Sailormoon 'fics, exactly. It's the NON-Sailormoon ones that I'm worried about you reading, ehehe. ^^;;;;; And yes, they're up and they've been up for a while now. You could read the CCS ones, but certain *koff*MakeBelieve*koff* fanfics have *koffkoff* questionable? *koff* content. Eh, but I'm actually satisfied with that one, which is a rare, rare thing. I read it over today and found a typo . . . >_< and that kind of pissed me off, but other than that, yeah, I feel pretty okay about it. (And yes, I know what you're thinking. You're up at FOUR in the morning when you have a ten o'clock class?! I, um, just took my shower? ^^;;;;) Oh, managed to do faaaaaaaaaaar less than a sufficient amount of work this weekend. And no funny anecdotes involving bananas, either. I'm really going to have to actually DO WORK when I come home from class tomorrow . . . because if I don't do SOME catching up this week I am TOTALLY screwed. Lessee, have to:
Read the Communist Manifesto for Wednesday and write a paragraph in response to questions.
I DID: *ahem*
Clean the kitchen And yes (okay, maybe not), that was my HIGHLY unproductive weekend. I was going to buckle down and do WORK this weekend, I really was! But I guess I just can't handle it four weeks straight. (Not that I was particularly productive LAST weekend either.) But I was cracking under the stress level as can be evidenced my by cursing post . . . What you DON'T know is how I ran around my empty apartment screaming and cursing and talking to myself (of course) then burst into tears. Yeah, so, stress level - lil' too high. Ooooh, found myself strangely transfixed by Sakura-san's Ganymede. He's such a *bishy*. *heart* *Whacks self to stop self from drooling.* Yes, LAST thing I need is to get gushy over a character with *THAT* name. Ahhhhhh!!!! But he's really hot! *smack smack smack* Owwwwww. Okay, I'm better now. OH!!!! I FORGOT THE MOST IMPORTANT THING I DID THIS ENTIRE WEEKEND!!!!!! I REPLIED TO MY E-MAIL!!!!!!!!! ^______^ *HalleLUjah! HalleLUjah!!!*
Okay, done now. Beddy-bye. *clonk*
I forgot. Merritt you should enter this contest. $100 in prize money is nothing to sniff at. I'd be tempted but I'm not very good and I don't think I have time . . . (But I might try to do something.) He's only received one submission so far . . . ^_^;;; Yes, well, it's only the limited edition, Yoshi, but it's a heck of a lot better than what I was using before . . . I wanna know what the actual version is like. Oh, and Adobe Photoshop 6.0, too. But since I'm BROKE and it's berry expensive, I don't think I'm gonna find out any time soon. Ehhhhh, but now I want a tablet. >_< Why is it that I can never be satisfied? 'Cause it would be a heck of a lot easier coloring on the comp is why . . . >_< Gina watching Gravi? O_o;; LOL. I've only watched the first ep so far . . . but I've been wasting more time than you and I prolly have more work so . . . No Gravi for me! Must do work! Must burn Noir onto cds! >_< Merr has a new site up for her art so I'm changing the link. Please go check it out and comment. She's really good! ^_^ BTW, just wanted to mention to Tin-sama that I really like your latest fanfic, The Great Sage. Beautifully done. (And while I have only passing previous familiarity with Clamp Campus Detectives, it was enough for everything to make sense, and therefore, I can say I like it lots!) ^_^
Ewww. It's almost one and I haven't done anything yet today except watch ep 91 of Kodocha. Excuse me as I go and do work . . . LOL. I am a corrupting influence on certain people. XD XD XD That's right, spread the blog-linking love around. ^_^ Oh, and what I meant was do you actually read my fanfiction? 'Cause if you do I'd be very scared. BLEH. Got NEXT TO NOTHING done today. Literally. And I have soooooooo much work that I am just NOT doing. >_< The breakdown is like this: I got home at two something in the morning after making rice krispies, hanging out, and baking cookies that don't taste anything like they're supposed to because we didn't have an electric mixer and apparently hand mixing is NOT as effective as we thought. I am currently debating whether to give them to my GSI or not. Hmmm. I *could* just buy a box of brownie mix at the drug store on Tuesday and make that . . . Hmmmm . . . >-< <-looks like a guppy, dunnit? Anyway, certain individuals ran off to hang out at the I-House last night leaving certain other people behind, then came back rather flushed from a little beer and went straight to bed, despite having wanted to bake and watch movies before, leaving the same people hanging. >_< Yeah. And I was supposed to make dinner too, but that also got cancelled so I'm gonna do it next week . . . ('cause I really WANT to for some reason. I guess I just have a craving for chicken and waterchestnuts and wheat thins . . . Oh, and I left my recipes (and a cucumber) over there too so I can't make any of them this week. *sigh* We had to drive over to my place from their place at eleven last night because the only baking soda they had was from 2/98. O_o;;; But it would've looked REALLY suspicious if we'd gotten pulled over because we put the white powder in a lil' sandwich baggy . . . ^_^;;;; Yeah, so anyway, I actually went to sleep at around 4:30 . . . so obviously I was sleeping in this morning. Then the doorbell rings at 11:30 in the morning and I get up to answer it because nobody bloody else is . . . and I discover that I was sleeping on my hand and it was ASLEEP so I had to open the door with the other one. I was presented with the sight of my landlord (who I've never seen before, btw) and I realize that I'm in my green pajamas with the SHORT shorts and my hand is numb and I haven't brushed my teeth and I'm wearing my retainer, and I'm sure I DON'T look good. He comes in and I close the door behind him only to have him tell me that his wife's out there! Uh, I didn't see her so I let her in too and they come to tell me that they've come to see my closet door (I forgot if I mentioned this before, but the blasted thing is always breaking and the other day the wheel that attachs it to the top track - it's a hanging door - snapped off so it was sort of propped dangerously in my closet and I gave him a call about that and the mold growing on our bathroom ceiling.) so they stay for about half an hour while I'm in my pjs and mess with the door, unhinging them both and puttering around. They left to buy another wheel and said they'd come right back so when they left I went and changed 'n' stuff. AM B came back and said she left a note on the whiteboard in the KITCHEN that said the landlord had called and would be coming. Like THAT'S helpful. Yes, I am REALLY going to come home at 2-3 in the morning and go into the KITCHEN to see if I have any messages. ¬_¬ (BTW, she was unaware that you put baking soda in the fridge and she's REALLY really spoiled. To the point that her parents are getting her a $32,000 condo to live in next year and she was whining on the phone today that she REALLY needed it to be FACING THE BAY with an OCEAN VIEW so she could SEE THE SUNSET. Oh, and her cellphone's too big so she wants her parents to buy her a smaller one. WTH? I swear her cellphone is brand-new because she was on the phone with tech support today trying to get her voicemail working. ¬_¬) So, I blogged a lil' before the landlord got back, then he came and "fixed" the door . . . now the outer one keeps falling down. -_-;;; I made myself an omelette for lunch at 2-something and then instead of doing work I messed around with Adobe Photoshop on THIS pic (Note: if it doesn't show up, copy-paste the link. I don't think Topcities permits off-site linking.) because I got a really nice effect in the masking window, but I didn't realize that the masking window didn't actually show up in the actual pic so I spent a couple hours trying to approximate it . . . and this was the closest I could get. ;_; Um, and then I realized it was late so I did a little Stats (iiiiiick) and read one chapter of Anthro, burned three cds worth of anime off my comp, one of which screwed up in the burner TWO seconds before it would've been finished . . . I waited ten minutes - just in case - before aborting it (this has never happened before) but it wouldn't stop and my comp crashed. >_< Then I watched FIVE and ate some ramen. Wai! I really do love Tomosaka Rie's acting! And Chinen Rina's all right too (I *think* that actress is Rina) but Rie just kicks ass in this show! I think her character Asami's developing a *thing* for Yodobashi, which is understandable only to a certain degree because it's true that she's seen another side of him but he literally beat her face to a bloody pulp in today's episode and swore he'd kill her (again) if she defied him. Oh, and Shinohara Tomoe is just SCARY and WEIRD as an actress. I swear, you know that episode of Kodocha where she shows up? That about sums it up. I still love her *music* tho'. ^____^ Ahhh. I'm also addicted to the song they play during the show. I'm gonna have to tape a random episode, just so I can have it . . . *sigh* Oh, and they blew up ANOTHER van in today's episode. And the evil Saotome killed his own son and fallen in love with Madoka (Rina) and vice versa in today's episode . . . Hmmm. Ooooh, I'm proud of myself! The subtitles came on before Koizumi (or whatever his name was) said his lines and it said, "Asami . . . my little bird . . ." so I thought, "Asami . . . watashi no kotori . . ." then HE said "Asami . . . watashi no kotori . . ." XD XD XD And they (random generic "they") say you can't learn anything from anime and manga . . . XD XD XD Found the funky buttons that give you non-standard characters, so I thought I'd just write: A*gent *oma
Yeah, okay, need to do work . . . ;_; Or scan in pictures, or burn more cds, or respond to more e-mails. At any rate, need to do SOMETHING. Eh, and I still need to blog about a certain "incident" that illustrates how incredibly insane and unbalanced I am . . . ummmm, later?
I like my new scanner and Adobe Photoshop FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAR too much. Especially for someone who has as much work to do as me . . . -_-;;;;; It is now 5:30 and have I done ANY work at all?! BIG FAT NO!!!! And I have so much work to DOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!! *wails* I'm so bad! >_<
Bye. Waaah! I wanna go to ParaCon! Oh yes, and FUCK(!) TokyoPop picked up the Cowboy Bebop, Love Hina manga, AND Initial D manga?! As well as the Initial D anime?!!! *is in denial* Noooooooo . . . !!!! And no more bilingual versions of Love Hina and CCS??? I was going to buy Love Hina bilingual, 'cause I'm sure it'd be better . . . Oh, and as a note for those who are wondering, all I know about the TokyoPop version of Kodocha right now is that apparently the names are the same . . . but Maro-chan is now a CHIPMUNK.
Um, will blog later. Already there are "issues" this morning. -_-;;;; BTW, Gina, you do NOT look OLD. You're simply so self-collected and poised that you ooze maturity, as opposed to SOME people around here. And at least you don't look like a drugged up 12 year old. (I do. I really, really do. >_<) Mmm. Watched Bridget tonight. Indiana was a no-go. Certain people were no-shows. *COUGHS LOUDLY* The cookies fluffed up and looked more like biscuits? (I'm disturbed by this, and by their slightly odd taste. Is it because we didn't use an electronic mixer? Is their oven wonky? Did we just screw up too much???? They're edible and cookie-like, but there's something just . . . WRONG about them. Sorry, GSI!!!) So yes, not as happy as I might be. Rice crispies were good, tho'. And I LOVE Bridget Jones! It is SUCH a GOOD MOVIE!!!!!!! My obsession with Colin Firth also seems to have returned . . . Ding-DONG! He's so scrumdiddlyumptious. I wanted to say "scrummy" as in that and "yummy" but "scrummy" sounds like something you would scrape off the bottom of your bathtub, so maybe not . . . I'm REALLY tired. Which is understandable since it's 4:05 in the frickin' morning. So yeah, going to BED now. 'Twould be good. Just program the VCR to tape all my shows tomorrow morning so I can sleep in . . . ^_^ Ugggghhh. And then it's MORE work for me! And if that wasn't enough, I have like literally 50+ pictures to scan in for the site (site w/RL people . . . the addy will NEVER be posted here, thank you very much. I look like I'm on CRACK in all of the pictures. Well, maybe not crack . . . I dunno. Just smoking opium? Anyway, it's REALLY disturbing.) and that's just what we have on hand right now . . . Oh, and I have discovered scandalous stuff that just changes ALL my perceptions of a certain person who is now dubbed "Fuck-up." And yes, I know I said I'd try and control the foul language, but I'm afraid their aren't any comparable terms . . . and if there are, he's all of them too.
*YAWN* Beddy-bye for me. Blogging to follow when I am not in danger of passing out in my chair. Good night. Dude. You're scary, Gina, linking BOTH my blogs and nothing else. ^^;;;; You don't read what I write . . . DO YOU? <- is scared
And yes, tell everyone that I'm really NOT as crazy and vulgar as I seem. *Puppy-dog eyes* Please? So. Failed my Stats Midterm. Um-hmm. And the e-mails will have to wait until tomorrow 'cause I went and got myself a library card today (not that I borrowed anything >_<), among other things and all the time just . . . went away. -_-;;;; The girls should be here in about a minute, soooo . . . O_o;;;; Good to know you're doing all right, Tin-sama. I missed you when you weren't blogging . . . and I hope you'll continue being all right health-wise too. *sigh* It's been a rough week. It's about to get rougher. And yet, I'm going to go and bake cake?! O_o I don't understand myself sometimes. I also don't understand the piece of erotica I wrote yesterday and will more than likely delete today with regard to one of my novels. Dragon, you are a very naughty boy! *whacks him* Somehow, I just didn't realize it before . . . And this is all T*** and K********'s fault!!!! If the two of you hadn't, then he wouldn't, then this wouldn't, then *I* wouldn't-!!!!! ARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!! Hey, at least I'm writing, ne? ^_^;;; I still have to de-Christify certain characters. >_<
Quick note: Tried on a blue wig in a Halloween shop today that was a little too bright and a little too dark and had bangs, but other than that it's the hair I wanted (well, my hair would be REAL) - hair color, rather, and I looked WEIRD. And NOT in a good way. I think it's also partly because I'm so low on sleep right now and my face literally has the texture and appearance of DOUGH with two sunken holes poked into it for eyes. But anyway, I don't know how it did it . . . but it made me look fatter and a whole lot uglier. O_o; I blame it all on the bangs.
*Dances around* Just discovered Gina has a blog! ^______^ My pissed-offness about the whole apartmentmate thing continues to grow daily by leaps and bounds. The sooner I'm out of this hell hole, the better. Only seven more months (not counting winter break). Only seven more months . . . Oh. Am baking a chocolate cake with the girls this weekend because I am PISSED OFF. >_< And my GSI is getting sweet baked goods to eat. *siiiiiiiigggghhhhh* I have committed myself to baking. I hope it doesn't kill him. -_-;;;;
Dude. Must STUDY. Midterm TOMORROW. Am going to FAAAAAAIIIIILLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!! >_< >_< >_< Someone was looking for me on Yahoo. Yay! :D Hello whoever it was! Ne, Ninx-sama whenever's fine. You kow how bad *I* am at replying. -_-;;;; Which reminds me . . . I still have e-mails to reply to. After this midterm. Thursday night . . . or maybe Friday? Anyways, soon. Really, I swear! Um, about the new layout pic, yes, her right hand is too small, which I realized AFTER outlining and coloring . . . and the pic just looks FUNKY, but I suck at this so . . . so there! And I was originally gonna dress the girl in florals, but you know what . . . Oh, and I was going for the tatami mat effect, or the desert, take your pic. Filters are fun!!!! ^___^ All that's missing is the large fan and a tall glass of lemonade, but seeing as I was having enough trouble drawing the GIRL (and this was a scanned pic, no less) I figured it would suffice without. And the title of the blog is in reference to Berkeley's unseasonable HEAT WAVE which, of course, went away today, having been replaced by not-yet-freezing cold. >_< Whatever. I am now wondering if I am exploiting the female form in that picture? Well, if I could draw guys I would be exploiting the male form. :P Oh, had a frankly disturbing epiphany today. One of my main charas in my novel series can be seen as a Christ figure. >_< That was soooooooooo not intentional. <- is disturbed. O_o;;;;;;; Must FIX. Must EDIT. Must actually start writing again. MUST REWORK PLOT. Must bang head against tabletop and wonder how I could have missed it. >_< Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! Um, and promised previous blogging must needs wait until Thursday or so. Not to mention, while I'm at it, I never blogged Dream #2. Quick run-through: Sana and Hayama. Spirit day at school. Billions of spiders in nest full of hair on bed (really gross!). Hayama is obnoxious on the school bus since their class is going on a class trip. Sana gets pissed. They end up at their destination which is where Hayama's abusive (um, might have been sexually - can't remember) stepfather????!!!!! O_o;;;; and MOTHER????! O_o;;;;;;; live. Hayama starts sitting in a corner putting together a puzzle while Sana tries to make things right(?) after Tsuyoshi fills her in and everyone else in the class wanders around getting souvenirs(?). It ends with Sana wrapping her arms around Hayama from behind, tears running down her cheeks as she says, "You know I've always loved you." Yeah, that was a WHAT THE HELL?! dream. Just thought I'd blog it so I wouldn't have that nagging sensation to do it anymore . . . (Reference: Karen, X) Saw the first five mins of the Cowboy Bebop Movie in club. Was cool. ^____^ Also watched the first four eps of Saiyuki. XD
"All the babes are already taken." XD XD XD XD XD Oh, and for some unknown reason, I love it when anime characters play Mahjong. It's just funny! ^_^; (Note: I am currently HIGHLY annoyed at certain people who behave like halfway friends and caused a certain "Shut-the-Hell-Up-During-Viewings" announcement to be made at club this week. In my year+ time of attending club, that announcement has NEVER been made. And we've got HECKLERS for crying out loud! So I am PISSED. And HORRIBLY EMBARRASSED. And the whole Club experience is just going downhill for me at a phenomenal rate because of certain factors that aren't QUITE ruining it, but which are coming DAMN close. I have unleashed all the imps of Hell on Club. And I am SORRY.) Bleh. I hate you, Stats. You suck. And I got tricked into making food for my Stats GSI. Cookies or cupcakes or something . . . and it's not even a bribe! >_< (Not that I've ever bribed any of my TA's mind you. That's unethical. Dumdedum. No, I really, really HAVEN'T. If they were susceptible to bribes I MIGHT have been tempted to, but none of them were. And even tempted, I'm too straight and narrow to do that kind of thing.) And there's a girl who comes to Office Hours who is PISSING ME OFF. I can bloody well bitch if I want to, bitch! Apparently I'm not allowed to say anything in her presence because it's not important enough to be heard. Grrrrrrr . . . How the hell can you cop that attitude with me?! It's annoying. And you're encroaching on MY Stats help time! I wouldn't care if you weren't such a pushy bitch. But you ARE. >_< I've also realized what a pathetic person I am - I WANT to make my GSI food so he'll like me better that that bitchy girl. NOT that I have even have a crush on him or anything. (Only GSI crush would be Astro GSI - last semester. If I liked him I would admit it, but sorry, no warm fuzzy feeling.) Just because he's MY GSI, dammit! And that bitch will NOT MESS WITH ME. I'm so horribly possessive of things and people that don't even belong to me and that I really have no claim on it's ridiculous. >_< It just IRKS me. Plus, she's apparently all buddy-buddy with this other girl that I find HIGHLY annoying, but I talk to her anyway since she's in two of my classes. Actually, she talked to ME first, but whatever. And that IRKS me too! Just because. Just because I'd rather people liked ME better than HER because I can't STAND her. And, okay, that's enough outta me. One final note about Stats that I keep wanting to mention: there's a girl in my class named Shion. I'm just AMUSED. ^_- Easily, that is. I *still* hate you, Stats! You hear me! All your regression and vertical strips and SDs and RMS errors and correlational coefficients and scatter diagrams and percentiles and averages . . . the only thing I don't detest right now is probability. I am going to fail . . . >_< BLECH. Shower, then study. You know the best part about blogging? It's really, really, really therapeutic. And I enjoy writing something everyday, even if I'm probably boring each and every one of the people who ever bothers to read this blog . . . Well, I'm self-absorbed and self-centered, but at least once I get all this down in writing it won't take up space in my mind . . . Let's blog away the boring part of ourselves!!! Of course, I've noticed that I write differently in a blog than I would in a diary, say (which I kept for all of one week last year), because I'm always aware that someone is or will or COULD BE reading this. So I don't exactly spend a lot of time in self-reflection . . . but then, contemplating the depths of your soul is all well and good, but . . . Some things are too personal to write anywhere but on the inside of your heart. Not that I have anything of that nature to write about. >_< The only interesting thing going on right now is that I have promised to dance on a countertop at my friends' Halloween party. Completely sober (the perils of NOT-drinking). So I'll report back on that . . .
Mmmmmm. I wanna bake a chocolate cake! ^________^ Keeeeeekkkkiiii!!!! Bleh. New layout up. Finally finished it . . . and you will NOT ask how many HOURS it took to do that pic. >_< Um, now I have to study for my math midterm which is what I SHOULD HAVE been using those hours to do!
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