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Blogged on: Friday, June 22, 2001 Sanity? I went to see Shrek today ^_^ and afterwards, while waiting for my Mom to pick me up, two girls (also waiting for their ride) decided to pull a large wrapped salami the length of a man's arm out of a nearby trash receptacle, drop-kick it into the middle of the street and giggle insanely when a car ran over it and the moldly salami shot out of its bag. -_-;;;;; Then I had to suffer through their snorty laughter and the one girl insisting that she wanted a camera to take pictures. Tell me, do I deserve to be surrounded by this kind of stupidity? *Pause* Answer not that question lest I feel the need to take it upon myself to kick thy butt! Oh, and after I got konked on the head with that Digimon fanfic idea last night, it was swiftly followed by no less than TWO more Takaris and a weird, let me fix the ending of Digimon to *my* satisfaction . . . And what the hell does toeing/towing the line mean anyway???? It's in my brain and my brain doesn't know what it means . . . Mmm. Didn't go driving today. Got around to watching one ep of Outlaw Star and fell asleep. Again. ^^;;;; That show does weird things to me . . . makes . . . me . . . sleepy. But then, I feel asleep while reading "Atlas Shrugged" so maybe my body's telling me to GO TO BED BEFORE 5:38 AM DAMN YOU!!!! *Ehehehehehe* -_-;;;;;;; Oh, and I forgot to mention yesterday that Meghan said she would get back to me about the fanfic! Yay! ^_^ Uh, *twiddles thumbs* but now I'm nervous about it again. *Sigh* And I nearly had a crisis today because my brother assured me that it's the twin card that makes doubles of people, but the mirror card pretended to be Sakura in the manga, ne? (And he assures me that there's no twin card the manga . . . but I'm gonna hafta doublecheck that myself) So I think my rationalization is still okay. I think. I. Want. My. New. Layout . . . WAAAAAAHHHH!!!! Blogged on: Thursday, June 21, 2001 On a happier note, I got hit in the head with the desire to write a digimon fanfic . . . since I've had the vaguest of ideas kicking in the head for the last week or so and I'm probably never gonna write the other one 'cause it'd be an epic, and I no longer have time to write those . . . well, any more of those. This 'fic is gonna be short and maybe weird. -_-;;; Oh, and I probably ought to write down all the plot details for the Big O fanfic since that was all of maybe three weeks ago and my memory's sure to go soon . . . And I realized that I forgot to mention that Gohan's fever dream in today's DBZ was hilarious! 'Cause of Piccolo standing with his hands clasped together looking apologetic. ^_- And the whole outfit bit was cute. Gohan *does* look sharp in Piccolo wear! It's the cape that does it. Of course, the shoes are ridiculous. Okay, it smells like skunk in this room 'cause the window was open, and I'm tired, and I hafta try and get up before noon tomorrow to talk to Merritt on AIM and go see a movie. So I'm going to take my shower and go to sleep now. 'Nite! P.S. Where the hell is everyone else hosting their pics? I see angelfire . . . and not much else. ^^;;;; Blogged on: Thursday, June 21, 2001 Ate some okay watermelon. ^_- Worked on "IAL:GB" series and wonder of wonders, I found myself getting back into it . . . Wow. Maybe I'll have a flash of inspiration later and actually write something in Episode Two? Oh, and I didn't work on Episode Four yesterday. I worked on Episode Three. ^^;;;; Because of what I wrote earlier, though, I hadda go change stuff I already wrote in Season Three. ^^;;;; You see now why I hafta write "IAL:GB" first? Thought a lil' bit more about Rin and Sesshoumaru. Read all of "My Brother's Keeper" by the Queen of Swords that she's completed so far and found myself wishing for more . . . *pout* Read some of Meimi's fanfics 'cause the KKJ one I read yesterday was so good. Of course, I read it after Natsuki's "Aftermath" which was also very good! And I read a couple other KKJ 'fics yesterday, so it was a good day for that. ^_- But then FF.net decided to stop working on me as of ten mins or so ago. Grrrrr. It's very cantankerous and it and I have issues. Cleaned out some old mail in the hotmail account 'cause I went over, have to clean some more tomorrow, and I keep not sending Rob a graduation card so I hafta do that tomorrow to. ^^;;;; I hafta write those Berkeley peeps so they won't hate me because the blasted uclink account is STILL on the fritz! I swear I went over my account limit or something with all those e-housing e-mails that I kept deleting but are still taking up space on the server . . . Damn. Ick. I am soooooo bad about e-mail. But I really hafta write since Kelly sent me a B-day card with strict instructions not to open it until Jun 26. Which is, uhhh, not my birthday, but I think she got a lil' confused. ^^;;;; And Raina's birthday is tomorrow so I had *better* send her a card. Ahhhhhhh! Um, read more Atlas and am still not through the second part. Geeeh. Certain men really out to end up together. Oh, and I've decided, Francisco and Ragnar are cool!!! ^_^ Spent lots o' time working on new layout pics for this blog with my ancient Adobe Photoshop program. I was going to add text to the current pic, but I realized that all the good fonts are in *my* computer and all the sucky ones are on this one. ^^;;;; So I just drew random things instead. *Sigh* Oh, and my brother's a sicko, so the . . . um . . . third version layout pic was his idea! I just drew the kimono legs thing and thought it was pretty okay. The, uh, other stuff was all his idea. But fishmen and evil fairies are mine! *bounce bounce* Scare you yet? That's enuff outta me! Blogged on: Wednesday, June 20, 2001 Read more Atlas Shrugged, GAAARRRGH, this book takes a long time to read. It's not just that it's a long book . . . it's something that isn't much of a quick read. And my eyes were crossing at Francisco's nearly five page speech on money. O_o;;;; Quick summary: Money is good. People who don't like it are evil. That's all he had to say! And I dunno how I feel about Dagny's relationships, 'cause I feel really bad for Francisco . . . and I *know* who she's gonna end up with so I feel really bad for, uh, someone. (In case anyone wants to read this book.) And dang it all if I don't see Ken(Danagger, that is)xHank slash, and LOTS of HankxFrancisco slash. O_o;;;; And it's not just me . . . my brother brought it to my attention while he was reading it. *Heh* So you see, I got to him after all! WHAHAHAHA!!!! But, uh, I really do think it's there . . . 'cause there's that part of the book that says that "no love can be platonic." O_o;;;;; But maybe I'm taking that out of context??? Ah, but then I wasn't wrong about Gilgamesh and Enkidu, now was I? If you're gonna love the dang axe like a woman and take all the girls AND boys in town for your pleasure, you know there's something going on! But I did *NOT* need to know about Achilles talking about Patroclus's thighs after he was dead. Ehhhhh, what college Classics courses do to a person. No, wait, that was Jeff. Never mind. I went driving today. Did I mention that the other day I went driving and a deer ran in front of the car and scared me half to death? And driving back along the street it was standing in a field at the side of the road, just looking. A young doe, I think. It was pretty small. Anyway, I went driving today. It was awful as usual. And there were other cars on the road which did *NOT* help my already foul mood. My dad yells at me, then says I'm improving. The only thing I'm improving at is not talking to him. He yells at me to slow down when I'm already pressing the brake pedal, not to brake but to slow down when my foot's already 100% off the acceleration, to look right, but ahead, keep track of the side of the road, but don't look that way, keep control of the car and what I'm doing when he's got a hand on the wheel and won't let me steer anyway, and the worst thing about it is I've already driven down this same road last summer . . . without his guiding hand. True, I didn't drive very well, but he had a heck of a lot more confidence in me . . . I was scared to death. But I also think I had a better handle on what I was doing. *Sigh* Rin from Inuyasha's pretty cute. I wonder if Sesshoumaru will marry her when she grows up? That'd be funny. XD Oh, introduced my brother to the wonders of X Handpuppet Theatre today and ToastyFrog's Thumbnail Theatres. We understand the last episode of Evangelion now. Finally! I guess we're just kinda dense . . . ^^;;; Wrote Merritt an e-mail, got a response, and wrote another one. ^_^ *Hehe!* Hello!!! Uclink mail still doesn't work, though. They're gonna *kill* me . . . ^^;;; Ahhhh, Meghan Kelly hasn't replied about the fanfic yet. Am I quivering in fear? No, not quite. I'm feeling great amounts of trepidation, however, as I wonder if it's even that good at all . . . Is it better that it remains unpublished and unseen by the public eye? Is it a blemish compared to well-written EriolxTomoyo fanfics? Is the whole idea of what Eriol did REALLY REALLY stupid, because DUH he can probably do that very easily . . . and maybe even did it in the series (I don't know. I haven't seen much.)? And what the HELL is up with his name being changed to Eli Moon in Cardcaptors?? Travesty upon travesty . . . Oh, btw, didn't get a single word written on "IAL:GB" Episode Two, but I wrote a little in Episode Four and a couple of pages that I really liked in Episode Ten! Does that count? *Bats eyes* If I get it all done this summer would that count? (Not saying that I am or that it's humanly possible . . . just asking.) It changed the synopsis version ending of that Episode something fierce, but *shrugs* I still like it. And I'm flexible . . . and even though it changes the image of the episode a bit, it's still well written IMHO! Lol. Subject to change. ^_- Ick. Will try and stop rambling soon. P.S. Might watch Shrek or Atlantis tomorrow. Yay! Movies!!! ^_^
Blogged on: Tuesday, June 19, 2001 BTW, I don't think I'm coming home next summer. Yes, I think staying in Berkeley would be nice. ^_^ (Well, nice compared to the new place . . . and I wouldn't have to spend oodles of time with my relatives who all treat me like I'm five years old and are very startled that I can speak a little Chinese - which I don't like to do because my pronounciation sucks, I lack the vocabulary needed, I end up sounding stupid, and I would have to have long awkward conversations with them - and understand what they're saying most of the time. What the hell are they thinking? I used to be fluent . . . up until the time I went to preschool. ^^;;; Ugh. And I don't need to be singled out with a plate instead of a bowl, and helped getting food from a platter in a restaurant, and helped opening a bag! I'm almost twenty!!!! Eh, hafta hit 19 first, but stiiiiiiillllll!!!!!) I like it on my own. I don't have anyone nagging or yelling at me . . . of course, I might feel differently by next summer but who knows? Ah, anyways, I staved off boredom over the long weekend by fighting over Atlas Shrugged with my brother (*I* borrowed it from the library fer crying out loud!) and staring at the notebook I brought which I used last summer and haven't looked at since. Waaaaah! I *still* like the idea of that crab manga! ^^;;; It's CUUUUUUTE!!! I doubt I'll ever get around to working on it and my drawing skills stink, but it's cuuuuuute! And crabs are cuuuuuuuute! (Yummy too, but cute nonetheless!) I am a Cancer, after all. I was also struck as though by lightning (well, okay, not lightning, maybe a weird mist?) with a Gundam Wing fanfic idea. Heero Yuy, a quick look inside his head. And the daughter's NOT Relena's. Maybe Sylvia's. Or she might be Raine. Who knows? I liked the idea and I wrote it out and it was done. Short one-parters are beautiful things. ^_^ I also got the idea for an EriolxTomoyo fanfic in the car on the six hour ride home and I scribbled that down too, but I sure as heck hope my mother never decides to take a peek in my notebook. It's loverly ExT smut. ^^;;; I dunno how it got to that point, but whatcha gonna do with a hormonally-driven teenager, anyway? :( Not that I have *any* experience. *Snarl* Is holding hands too much to ask?! Oh well. So yes, it's very limey. I don't think I'm capable of writing a good lemon, after all. It's rather beyond me right now . . . It's also naggingly reminiscent of "Lie to Me" by Meghan Kelly and I really wish it weren't (wasn't? When the hell do you use a "was" or a "weren't" anyway? I had a huge debate with myself over it in my Heero fanfic. It seems it's the one rule of grammar I never learned . . . ^^;;;;;). So, seeing as I was plagued by doubts (not dogs, mind you, doubts) I e-mailed Meghan (Ms. Kelly? Kelly-san? Meghan-san? I don't even know the woman! How the heck am I supposed to know how to address her???? Uncertainties, uncertainties . . .) and asked her to take a look at it. So I feel better, but I'm also exceedingly anxious about it. After all, I don't want her to say, I see, it *DOES* seem like my fanfic you damned plagiarist! I hate plagiarism. And I hate the fact that when I attempt to be original I end up being the exact opposite. But this time it probably is my fault, subconsciously again, since I just read her 'fic and the impressions of it are still rolling about (that sounds bad ^^;;;) in my brain. At least "A Net of Stars" and "Night Life" (needs a better name!) are patently, 100%, my own madness and I am fully aware of it! ^_^ Ah, but then they weren't influenced by "Atlas Shrugged," now were they? My Heero fanfic and my ExT fanfic were both written after reading the beginning of "Atlas Shrugged" so Heero's rather, uh, objectivisty (new word, you like?) and I dunno about E&T, but I think the sex sprang from there. Dang those prima movers and their rampant desires! Arrrrrrgh! If Atlas shrugged would the world slip a little or would it suffer a tremendous tremour, like an earthquake shaking it to its very core? Would it fall and shatter, X-like (which is nothing like swan-like . . . err, "Trumpet of the Swan" leftover from my childhood ^^;;;;), or would he catch it and hold it firm again? I guess I'll find out when I get to the end. *Sigh* Damned book takes so long to read . . . I'm only at the beginning of Part Two. O_o;;;;; I'm sooooo behind now that I'm back! I watched the last episode of Kiyoshi no Densetsu (and it was good, but I predicted how it would end from seeing about one and two halves of episodes) on tape, and three hours of DBZ today. It's dragging . . . Oh, and Trunks is back on my list because he looks hot as a Super Saiyan with long hair pulled back because his bangs do that funky curvy spikey thing! ^_^ I need more Piccolo!!! The new eps of Cardcaptors are starting on Saturday. Same day as the Xena series finale. (I'm gonna watch it . . . even though I don't know a thing that happens in the last season.) The Cardcaptors thing disturbs me. I've seen commercials and is that Eriol's voice talking??? O_o;;;;; And not only do they give away tons of stuff in those commercials, doncha think you're skipping a bit far ahead? But then, in the NA run, Meilin left one episode and was back the next . . . and they skipped like thirty episodes so what have you? I'm gruesomely afraid of what they'll do to the last six episodes, which is all I've seen. (Yes, that's all I've seen of the original series. That, and the two movies.) But if they change Li's confession into something totally lame so help me, I'll . . . I'll . . . I'll do something really . . . uhhh, anger-induced! ^^;;;; Dude, that's lame. My Berkeley mail's not working and I'm mad because if I don't reply to those e-mails they sent me weeks ago and I still haven't replied to, some people are gonna be *piiiiiissed* at me. ^^;;;;; I hope I get an e-mail from Jay-chan soon. But since I know she's very very very very VERY *VERY* busy, I don't mind waiting. ^_^; Oh, Renee-chan sent me a forward about Bansai kittens and I was nearly sick. There are some sadistic people out there! I don't care what kind of a person you are . . . stuffing live kittens into bottles for the rest of their lives is just WRONG! These people ought to be shot! And in the off chance that this is a gag, which I *devoutly* hope that it is, it's NOT FUNNY. Yes, I am signing this petition, and yes, I am sending it on. If anyone reads this and wonders what the hell I'm ranting about, do a search on Bansai kittens and you'll probably find the page. If you want to sign the petition, send me an e-mail or something and I'll send it to you. And because I don't want to end this entry on such a negative note, uh, Howard Roark is cool. ^^;;;; I can't help it. I like "Fountainhead." I've liked it since, tenth grade, eleventh grade? I don't remember. Frank Lloyd Wright is also cool. Ciao. Blogged on: Thursday, June 14, 2001 Then, at round about 4:00AM this morning, the nebulous fanfic idea I had about Shaoran and Sakura earlier and had been idly toying with sprouted wings and demanded to be acted upon! So I scribbled it down on what little available paper there was, and typed up what I had today. ^^;;; Egads, I'm having CCS fanfics ideas like crazy. I guess that's what happens when you spend a day reading CLAMP fanfics, ne? I hafta go to LA today until Sunday, so no blogging until I get back. :( I'm already addicted! ^^;;;;; I wanna stay home and work on "ANFOS" and what I've dubbed "Night Life" for lack of a better name. Maybe "Moonlighting?" Nah. Dang it! Needs a better name . . . Blogged on: Thursday, June 14, 2001
Favored quotes from the last few days (approximations): Eh, I would quote from Outlaw Star if I could remember any good ones, but I keep falling asleep . . . There's just something about that show and The Big O that just make me want to take a nap. Or maybe it's just when I decide to watch them? Oh, and Restoree, I think, ought to be taken more as a whole . . . can't think of anything specific I'd like to quote. "If it's you, it'll be absolutely all right!"-Syaoran (heck, everybody) to Sakura (I hafta counteract the evil of Cardcaptors *SOMEHOW*, ne?!) And reading "Falling From the Moon" has given me the urge to watch PSME again . . . I want to quote Rin's Shukaido speech, dammit! Shion *heart* "I took them because I love them. I let you live, because I love you."-Sana/Mako in "Mizu no Yakata" Blogged on: Tuesday, June 12, 2001 The plot didn't advance as much as it might've in "C&K," but I think it was all right. I'm gonna ease myself back into that series . . . The damn, bloody dialogue is driving me nuts! Need to go read Shakespeare or something . . . It took me forever to finish Ch. 5, though, since as I was half a paragraph away from completing it, my dad dragged me away to go drive. O_o;;;;;; But I did better today! My driving still scares me, and I DID almost hit that parked car, but it went better today. So that was good. I've given up on uploading to FF.net, at least until I can try it on my other computer, which is a shame because I WANT TO UPLOAD MY 'FICS!!!! ARRRRRGGGGHHH!!!! Anyway, I'm tired so I'm gonna go answer some more e-mail and tinker with the ol' webpage some more. Then it's off to read fanfics. What? You thought I was going to sleep? How little you know me . . . Blogged on: Tuesday, June 12, 2001 Anyway, FF.net and I are having . . . issues. Namely, it hates me and I hate it. We're deadlocked in a battle to end all battles . . . either it's going to give in first or I am! And right now, it looks like I am . . . Why won't you let me upload you stupid system?!! I just deleted an e-mail I wanted to read by accident which covers the second part. "Battling the Beast" is, of course, driving. Or rather, learning how to drive and failing. Now, I've seen bad drivers . . . I've even been in the car with some of them. And I am, without a doubt, the WORST driver I know. ^^;;;;; I dread driving. I detest it. I fear it . . . I DON'T WANT TO DRIVE! Hmmm, Snowball (that's the car) and I are having just as many issues as FF.net and I. And that's very *very* scary . . . I haven't yet finished Part Five of "C&K" but I might have if my dad hadn't kicked me off the computer for two and a half hours so he could shop for cameras and cameras online verrrrrry slooooooooowly. Our connection is sucky and all the pages he was looking at took around five years to load. ^^;;; Then he finally tried to order something off the homeshopping network site and wouldn't ya know they were out of stock AGAIN. So all he managed to order was the camera. ^^;;;; So "C&K" is still not done . . . but I'm working on it. And that's why I have to mind my "thees and thous" because now that I've reacquainted myself with that lovely world in the back of my head I've suddenly forgotten how they talk. It's not so much that I keep using "you" as I can't figure out the "wast" and "art" part . . . ^^;;; Ick. (But I still like them speaking the way they do, so oh well.) Apparently Merritt's better! *Knock on wood* YAY! So even though I haven't gotten in touch with her I feel a lil' better and I'm not worrying. ^_^ Oh, and I had a lovely time finishing Restoree yesterday. ^_^ It's so good! A very nice blend of plot - intrigue and politics and sci-fi with a loverly romance woven in. But as I said, it *is* rather dated and some things are rather hard to, ah, believe. But all the name of fun, ne? I wish there was more to the story, though. The continuing tales of Sara and the rest would have been amusing . . . and of course you can see that this novel, McCaffrey's debut work, I believe, lays the foundation for her future sci-fi work. Strong female lead, dashing male lead, likeable secondary characters, alien menace and all. Oh, my mother and I had a screamer of an argument today. Apparently my blue shirt has gone missing. The good, expensive, blue one. The best one in my closet. The one I swore to her was in my laundry bag . . . The one, that, last I checked *was* in my laundry bag. She accused me of lying to her and losing it or lending it to somebody or some such nonsense. Last I remember it was in that bedeviled laundry bag and if it got up and walked away on its own, I'm not to blame. Unless I washed it afterwards, but I know for a fact that I wore it to see BJD in the theatre and since I hadn't washed my laundry since (last I can remember - too busy looking for housing and stressing and taking finals and whatnot) it had to be there. So, therefore, it vanished without a trace, I got screamed at for half an hour because of it, my mother's hated me all day and glared at me because of it . . . and, by God, if I find that blasted article of clothing I am going to scream at it for causing me such hardship. Be warned, all clothing, if you belong to me . . . you WILL *NOT* escape.
Blogged on: Sunday, June 10, 2001 I called Merritt today at five my time and eight hers and nobody picked up. I didn't feel like leaving another stupid message on her machine, so I didn't. I wonder where she is all the time? Her journal said she's still sick so I hope I didn't wake her up if she was sleeping . . . I'm a little worried, but I'll see if I can call her tomorrow. Oh! My brother and I watched "Densetsu no Kiyoshi" on TV today. It's *such* a good show! I've only seen most of two other episodes, but I know it's good . . . unfortunately, I think the next episode might be the last one. ^^;;;; My dumb luck in watching shows at the end. I'll be sure to start watching the new show they'll air in its place, though. Japanese TV is sure amusing . . . Thank goodness for the subtitles, though! Thank you, Fuji TV!!! *Hehe* High school drama among teachers . . . The real Nanba Jiro and his Chinese/Japanese-speaking bodyguard-thug were sure scary, though! *crosses fingers* I hope it works out in the end! Blogged on: Sunday, June 10, 2001 So then he proceeds to tell me I'm on "Candid Camera" and asks me if he can ask me some questions . . . so I give into the inevitable and say, "Okay." So he asks my name, which I tell him. My age, which I also tell him after some thought . . . I keep thinking I'm a year older than I am, but then my birthday *IS* in less than a month . . . Then he asks me what I'm looking for in a guy as my mother walks by behind him and laughs. ^^;;; How, I ask you, do I get myself into these situations? So I tell him I'm looking for a nice, funny guy, leaving out my 6' height, perfect eyesight, soulful eyes, playable hair, and sexy hands qualifications. ^^;;; So he asks if he's funny, and I say, "Oh, you're funny all right," feeling MUY MUY MUY uncomfortable! So then I say, "I have to go meet my parents" and run off to find them in the next aisle. So humiliating. As of now, I have been hit on by an old hentai in the library, a drunk, crazy bum on the street (not in Berkeley), a guy at college who I may have misjudged (in motives, but dammit if he didn't seem like the physical type) but still want nothing to do with, a pervert with big teeth who also hit on various other girls AND on the aforementioned guy in scary and perverted manners (He kept touching me on the head and PICKED ME UP and REFUSED TO PUT ME DOWN fer crying out loud), a 25 year old in (Albany, was it? Can't remember) New York who chatted with me on NAPSTER likes Marmalade Boy, doesn't go to school, and lives with his mother, (possibly) an French-speaking Asian man on a ferry with his wife and kids in tow, a bum on the streets of Berkeley who referred to me as "puppy-dog" ^^;, and this twelve year old. Oh, and this guy in Anime Club that I talked to might have been hitting on me . . . because apparently I give off weird "I'm a nice girl" vibes to nerds. ^^;;;;; And the Netscape guy was definately NOT hitting on me! Otherwise I have had one nice (and unsolicited and altogether WEIRD) compliment "you have a cute voice" and one "you have *beautiful* hair" and several prompted "you have nice eyes" remarks. I've had exactly TWO boys who've liked me in my life. One was my best friend in kindergarten and I even got my first and only marriage proposal out of that and the other was last year and we won't talk about that because he was a friend and the situation was exceedingly awkward. ^^;;;; In short, my love life sucks. And that'll be enough about that. In good news today, I picked up the "Mizu no Yakata" manga at some Chinese shopping center today for $6.25. ^_^; And since I can't find it ANYWHERE online, that's a good thing. There was a lot of other Miho Obana manga but I can't afford it. I'm bound and determined to buy myself Kodocha vol 1-10 and Himechan no Ribon vol 1-10 this summer with the money I got from selling back my textbooks. ^^;;;;; AND I WANNA go to AnimeExpo in Long Beach, but it's $50 and I have nowhere to stay unless I can convince my cousins to let me stay at their apartment! But YU WATASE is going to be there *DROOL DROOL*! I WANT TO GO! And ACK Neil Gaiman is going to be at Cody's Bookstore in Berkeley on June 27 for a signing and I want to go to that too! But I don't own any Neil Gaiman stuff, and I've only ever read on of his anthologies of short stories (I forget if it was Stardust or Neverwhere or something else entirely?) and I've never read Sandman or Death: The High Cost of Living, but I saw Princess Mononoke and I'm familiar with his work and I know he's the God of Comics . . . Grrrrr!!! I want to meet him, shake his hand, get him to sign something . . . and realize that cool, famous people are still just people . . . ONLY COOL AND FAMOUS! Blast it, I don't care about meeting famous people I don't care about, I mean, I could care less if the President showed up at my doorstep (except that would probably mean that something was *very VERY* wrong), but I enjoy entertaining the thought of meeting someone I actually have a healthy respect for in person. So Yu Watase and Neil Gaiman . . . yes! And I'll blame myself forever if I let the opportunities slip through my fingers! They're SOOOOO close . . . and yet so far. ^^; Uh, so back to "Mizu no Yakata." I likes it lots! 'N' LOTS! 'N' . . . uh, lots? I read the translation on my comp for the first time along with the story and I was very impressed by the tightly (well, kind of) woven plot . . . and the artwork of course. But I'm SO anal that I had to correct all of the translator's spelling errors as I went through it . . . and BELIEVE me, he had a LOT so it took me twice as long to read it as it should have. ^^;;;; And since he hasn't finished Pochi I had to read just the beginning and figure out the rest of what was happening by myself (which really wasn't all that hard). I love Pochi! ^_^ He's a cutie. And a sweetie. And he's like a dog and you KNOW I can't resist that! Inuyasha-baby!!! ^_^ So anyway, kudos all around. Now I'm DEFINITELY getting Kodocha and maybe more Miho Obana stuff (far in the future) if I can ever scrape enough money together after buying all of the *other* manga I want. ^^; Speaking of which, why do all the manga shops carry all of the OTHER works by Hime-chan's mangaka? Everything BUT Hime-chan? Makes no sense to me! And I have yet to find a set of Kingyo Chuuihou for sale anywhere (preferably in Chinese) because I can actually READ most of it that way (But KC's not at a very hard level). Oooh, one final note. Restoree's getting pretty good and I'm having lots o' fun reading it! But then, I really am a bit of a McCaffrey addict. ^_^ Sara reminds me oodles of Sarasa from Legend of Basara (which I ALSO have to get some day, dangit all!), and while parts of the book *are* rather dated - it was written in 1967 - it's still a fun read so far. Last question: Who in their right mind would name their daughter Dagny? Dagny Taggart?? NOT ME! (I haven't even started reading AS and already I'm having issues. ^^;;;) P.S. Fanfiction.net is STILL pissing me off! It keeps having internal errors, I can't access anything, I THOUGHT I updated something the other day and yesterday but it turns out I STILL haven't, I have to login TWICE every time, and I can't do anything with it but add more stories to the favorites list . . . Oh, and I can't even access the discussion forums to see if they addressed the situation in the help forum. HELP! Blogged on: Saturday, June 9, 2001 Yes, and now what? I was reading random pitas because I do that sort of thing and some person I don't know posted at some point in time something she wrote about her boyfriend when she was upset and just because he had the same name I got upset about it. I got upset about it. Because he had the SAME bloody name. And now I'm mad at myself. Where has all my self-control gone? All my forgetting. Yes, I forget . . . and then it all comes flooding back. But I won't let it this time. NO, I WON'T LET IT. Yes. I really think I need therapy. I really do. After a year you're supposed to get over things. Things that never really mattered except to you. Things that shouldn't matter any more . . . shouldn't have this bloody godawful hold over you. And instead I'm losing my mind over it. *SIGH* The price of being born a Cancer. And I am your everyday stereotypical Cancer. Things affect me far too much. I feel everything much too deeply. And it hurts. Even numbed, even as I block it, even while I feel and cease to feel, somewhere deep inside is that knot . . . and it hurts and I know that if for a second I give into it I'll be crying . . . because I'm weak like that. Impossibly so. And I don't want to cry anymore.
If I stretch out my hand to you . . . would you take it? The thing about crying is is that it's a sign. A sign that someone has power over you - and yes this is my own philosophy but if you're reading this you're just going to have to live with it and move on, it's MY philosophy and blah. No one has power over you unless they can make you cry. And since I HATE it when people have power over me unless I let them have it, I hate it when people I hate make me cry. Or things I hate. Or people or things who should have lost the power to make me cry a long time ago and still retain it. And no, I'm not crying now. I didn't cry. I feel much better. But the knot's still there, and dammit if it's always going to be there. One knot or another. I'm tied into knots. Someone unravel me, do. I want to be uncomplicated again. Life is simpler when you're uncomplicated, after all. So, before the painful moment of loss of self-control I was a lil' upset over a Heero-Hilde 'fic, and don't get me wrong I love Heero and Hilde and there's nothing wrong with a 'fic that pairs the two of them together (kudos to those who do) . . . it's just not my preference. First of all, when a 'fic like that is properly executed, it disturbs me how well they would be together. Secondly, I ALWAYS feel bad for Duo! (A side-effect of the Cancer mentality. 'Sides, I LOVE Duo!) Thirdly, the voices of Heero and Hilde are Hikaru Midorikwa and Araki Kae respectively, so in an alternate universe (read: Fushigi Yuugi - Tamahome & Miaka) they ARE together. And, I dunno, somehow the whole thing just alarms me. Just as much as Quatre & Dorothy alarm me. ^^;;;; Duo & Relena probably alarms me just as much, too. But once again, if you like it, no prob with me! After all, I fully support Heero & Sylvia Noventa as a couple, and if that isn't a lil' weird and off the beaten track I don't know what is. (But look . . . they'd be cute! And Sylvia's cooler than Relena. And, Sylvia's tough too! ^_-) Oh, I forgot my most important reason for being disturbed: I can see them together! This is not the same reason as my first one. That was about well-written writing, etc. etc. The last is about what if Gundam Wing had stuck Hilde and Heero together instead of leaning towards HeeroxRelena and DuoxHilde. It would have worked, dammit! And that really disturbs me for some reason. Probably 'cause I have a resentment of "my matchmaking" being tampered with, though I'm remarkably flexible in some cases. Oh, fanfiction.net is also on the fritz (rhymes with blitz) and is NOT working! And just when I thought I finally uploaded something with IE last night . . . I can't even check because internal errors have apparently eaten the pages . . . and yes, I use the term "eaten" a lot, but whatever. The watermelon was okay, btw, but it wasn't the greatest or the sweetest and had that, yes, I am a watermelon, but my consistency is somehow off because I am too hard and taste underripe or something . . . ^^;;;; Yes, I am picky about my watermelons! Oh, I went to the CRAPPY CRAPPY CRAPPY library in San Ramon today to see if they had anything I wanted to read. Not really. But I'll (almost) never complain about the Chester Country Library again. Compared to my current library, CC's is heaven on earth. I have never SEEN such a crappy library as the one I have now. It's unbelievably small and for non-fiction books you're only allowed to borrow two at a time for "school assignments" probably because otherwise they'd run out. Anyway, I picked up three books from their lousy selection. And boy was my selection weird!
'Tis by Frank McCourt I would have thought that the librarian would have looked at my selection, done a double-take, and politely asked me if I had some problems. But no, she smiled blandly at me without seeing. I feel like I'm in Restoree (by Anne McCaffrey) which I'm also *finally* reading at the moment after picking it up at a used bookstore last summer. Anyways, I wanted to read 'Tis because I've read Angela's Ashes and - I don't want to say liked because that would imply liking the contents which aren't the most likeable thing in the world, after all, they were hard times - enjoyed the writing style immensely. Imzadi was out of curiousity. I've shelved the damn thing enough times and I keep reading references to it (Jim on Delta Blues! ARRRRRGGGHHHH!!!!) and I just kept wondering, so well, there ya go. And of course Atlas Shrugged is to . . . uh . . . improve my mind? Hey, I liked Fountainhead after the first 100 pages or so, but I don't really know if I can take reading the objectivist bible. Especially since it's 1074 pages long. I love to read but unless I start liking the contents fairly quickly I might lose interest. I put Fountainhead aside for MONTHS after starting it, after all and finally finished it because I was reading it for school. But Rourke and Dominique are cool, so there! So I've read the beginning of Imzadi and skipped through bits of the middle and flipped to the end like the bad, bad girl I am. But I *always* read the end first and it has GOT to stop! And I was working my way quite studiously through the beginning of 'Tis, but was bad and skimmed the last two pages. Dangit! The only book whose ending I haven't read is Atlas Shrugged which I haven't looked at. And I *did* look at Restoree's ending a year ago . . . but I forgot it already. And I'm bound and determined NOT to look. I'm going to have to practice driving tomorrow. :( I don't want to! I'm afraid of crashing and burning! I'm afraid of getting in an accident. I'm afraid of bad drivers! I don't mind airplanes or boats or trains or buses or subways . . . I don't mind placing my life in other people's hands, but when I'm in charge and responsible . . . It's SCARY!!! And I don't wanna get yelled at by my dad. *Sigh* I wrote Oneechan back and I hope she gets my e-mail and finds time to de-stress. And don't worry about the beginning of this post. I just . . . get like that sometimes. DBZ update: Piccolo's "death" yesterday was overly dramatic . . . come on, the stiff arm sinking beneath the waves?! And #17 was just STUPID today! "The world will be our playground!" Sluuuuuurrrrrp. Cell was REALLY disturbing yesterday when he said to #18 approximately, "Ah, my little peach. I will gobble you up!" But #17's reactions to Piccolo's "death" had me going WTH?! You're calling CELL a beast for doing what YOU were going to do?! And then I had disturbing images of #17xPiccolo slash. It was scary . . . I get numerous slashy images in my mind now. It's my brother's fault! We watched the end of this campy Young Sherlock Holmes movie (which also had a stiff arm sinking under water as I recall) and he implanted images of HolmesxWatson slash. Actually, I can't recall if that was the start of it, but whatever it was I've been thinking slash an awful lot lately. And I don't even LIKE slash! Though I do support some yaoi and yuri couples, namely TrowaxQuatre, HarukaxMichiru, SubaruxSeishirou, and a coupla others. But ALL of the couples are mondo disturbing! (What's also disturbing is that I just used the word "mondo." I'm disturbed, how about you?) Anyways, it comes up everywhere! I scared my brother the other night as he was about to go to bed with AngelxGiles, GilesxWesley, WesleyxAngel, XanderxAngel, GilesxXander, etc. with every other male character in the Buffy-Angel universe. Oh, and throw in the Ninja Turtles too. (Now THAT is DISTURBING!) And lots more disturbing things . . . though, GohanxPiccolo isn't too farfetched except GohanxVidel is much nicer! (I love Videl! And I've only ever seen all of maybe two episodes with her?) Ah, and we're back to DBZ. Tien was cool today! And he was actually doing something for once! And you just gotta love #18! ^_^ She's kick-ass. I decided that the bodies of the "android/cyborgs" must be foreigners since their eyes are all blue and fox-slanted like the eyes of the Americans in Marmalade Boy. And while the shows aren't connected, it's still my opinion, so nyeh-nyeh! :P Imzadi is really funny, btw, just because it must have been written while the show was on the air because some of it is just so wildly inaccurate! Come on, William Theolonius Riker??? Poor Tom Riker. And Data has his emotion chip now. And Wesley vanished into the alternate dimensions with that dimensionwalker dude . . . and I don't even remember the show that well, but still. I can remember SOME things. But I'm really happy that the next Star Trek movie supposedly starts off with Riker & Troi's wedding! I love my couples! ^_^ And yes, I hate it when people mess with them. (WORF) GRRRRR!!!! Jadzia was meant for JULIAN! Ezri's sweet but IT'S NOT THE SAME! Yes, I have issues with Worf and I'm sure that will come up in some post in the future. But Michael Dorn admittedly does sound good in narration and does a good job portraying a character I dislike. ^^; Speaking of which, Gargoyles was cool! Deanna Troi=Demona, Capt. Kathryn Janeway=Titiania, William T. Riker=Xanatos, Data=Puck, Worf=some dude . . . Yes, me like. Okay, ANYWAYS. That's enough. Bye-byes! Blogged on: Friday, June 8, 2001 *proceeds to whip out dictionary*
blitz (blits) n. blitzkrieg. —v.t. to subject to or overwhelm by a blitz. blitz-kreig (blits' kreg) n. 1.a. method of offensive warfare based on sudden, swift, and massive attacks designed to overwhelm the enemy quickly. b. attack or campaign using this method. 2. any sudden, overwhelming attack. [German Blitzkrieg lightning war] Okay then. I suppose I'll go with that and say that my brain was referring to my updating of Tsuki no Kage with a new layout and my acquirement of a homestead account *just* so I could upload a pic for this pita a "creative blitz" since I was on the attack. Otherwise, I'm just crazy. Mmm, and I realize that the pic I uploaded is rather, uh, large . . . but I'll do stuff with it tomorrow. Errr . . . later today? Why is it that just about every blogger on pitas.com seems to have something to do with anime & manga? I was reading random blogs on the members page in an attempt to figure out where the heck everyone was linking their pretty pics from (and after finding two that linked to homestead decided to use that) and it was really shocking, nay, amazing to see that the vast majority of people seemed to be anime/manga lovers. Of course, maybe we're the only ones up at obscene hours of the night? ^^;;; I'll have to look tomorrow during the afternoon or something. Gah, I'm *such* a voyeur . . . What does it say about me that I read the blogs of people I don't even know at 2:00 in the morning instead of going to bed? *hmms a little* I am a whacko. Whacko. Whacko. I really seriously think that after about 1:30 AM my brain shuts down. But then, I'm perfectly fine at college until around 4:00AM. But ever since I've been home my brain stops working and giving me coherent thoughts earlier and earlier . . . And I'm sleeping 'till noon! So I OUGHT to be getting enough sleep! But then again, whileas I got all of four loverly hours of sleep at school . . . I *did* basically sleep through all of my classes so I wasn't awake until after dinner. ^^;;;; Maybe that has something to do with it? Well off to sleep.
Blogged on: Thursday, June 7, 2001 It's really very funny how much emotion and impact one small phrase can have. When the walls fell . . . Tembur, his arms open. It's been rolling around in my head all week it seems. I ought to do something with it, I suppose. When the walls fell . . . When the walls of Troy fell. When Sparta defeated Athens and burnt it to the ground - seven times was it? - in the course of the Peloponnesian War. When lives were lost and cities fell . . . When the walls fell. Don't mind me. I'm just rather odd sometimes. ^_^; Ah! Jay-chan e-mailed me back today! And since she doesn't have my pita addy yet she must've read my mind! ^_^ I'm gonna edit that chapter and get it back to her ASAP! Poor onee-chan . . . she's super-uber busy and rather stressed, I can tell . . .^^;;;; Hmmm, I dunno how Merr's doing, but I *did* call . . . and got the answering machine. ^^;;; I call from 3000 miles away and all I get to talk to is the answering machine? Frankly, I feel kinda gypped. (I just looked up the spelling for that word . . . my hunch was right! "gyp" Kind of as in "gypsy." I'm still not gonna win any national spelling bees, though . . .) I hate leaving messages on answering machines 'cause I always sound dorky . . . and today's message was REALLY dorky!!! Anyways, I hope she's feeling better at least. Hmm, got my final grades today. I did okay. Didn't fail anything . . . An A, a Pass, one B-, one B, and one B+. ^^;;;; Dang. My GPA's never gonna go back up at this rate, though . . . Stupid major requirements . . . Stats is gonna kill me next semester! It's math, so math=dead meat. *Sigh* Not to mention that stupid MCB class. Hell, I had *better* be good at psychology and LIKE it, or else this is all a big waste of time. Didn't get a chance to work on the layout for this blog OR on any fanfiction today. Darnit all! I need a free host for a layout pic that's not blocking off-site picture linking. And my alarm clock *IS* busted (which I suspected since the last week of class) 'cause it didn't go off this morning AGAIN. ^^;;;; Now, I like sleeping in and all, but when I specifically want to get up, I want to get UP dammit! Hmmm, Hotmail was acting up today. Apparently the computer my account's on was eaten or something while I was in the middle of reading my mail. Whatever ate it coughed it back up so it's okay, I guess. We bought a WATERMELON at the supermarket today! ^_^ I picked it out so I'm hoping it's yummable . . . or at least sweet enough. I'm worried 'cause the season's early and the watermelon my aunt picked out SOUNDED great but was under-ripe and not sweet. ^^;;;; Yes, I know, I'm a weirdo. I've learned to live with it. I wanna make my blog watermelon-colored! ^_^ My blogs are long, boring, and rambling, no? Yes? Mo . . . Oh, quickly, a note about the name. "Uncommon" that is. Well, frankly, I don't think I'm anything extraordinary, but I refuse to believe that I'm plain, ordinary common and my thoughts and writings are my own, so they're unique, ne? But that's a boring name. So they're "uncommon." I've just been meaning to write that and forgot, so, um, there it is and I can not think about it anymore! Cheerio! Blogged on: Thursday, June 7, 2001 I read that Merritt's sick. :( I'll have to e-mail or call her tomorrow. I *STILL* need to e-mail Tin. ^^;;; And apparently she wasn't doing too well yesterday either . . . Ah, and in case she ever reads this, yes, Kanata *is* KYUUUTE!!!! ^_^ *Sigh* I want Jay to e-mail me. Did she even get my last e-mail? Is she doing okay? *Worry worry* Well, more CD-burning & harddrive clearing for me tomorrow . . . and hopefully some 'fic-writing too. I have to be somewhat productive after all. Oh! And I had a lovely time watching DBZ today and drooling over my lovely Piccolo. Talk about a long-time obsession. But then I was thinking too much about it the other day. You notice how there are NO female Nameks? That must be because they're all "its" and the masculinity oozing off of all of them is just the way they are. After all, Piccolo's kind of a mommy himself. And that disturbs me. I'd still marry him, though. ^_^ Ah! I watched Xena on Oxygen, too, since I missed all the last season eps . . . and I think it really went downhill the last season. Okay, what's up with Eli's God giving Xena the power to kill Gods? I mean, really! That's not something a "God of Love" should do, right? And then she just kills Discord (Wasn't she already DEAD, dammit?! I swear she got killed off earlier.) and Hephaestus like that *snaps fingers*. I don't really understand how Poseidon got killed off . . . he just seemed to disintegrate, but oh well. I did catch Aphrodite putting a hand to her heart right after her hubby was killed (Hephaestus, that is) and that was kewl. And the black-in-mourning look was understandable, but her actions for the rest of the ep were a *little* less plausible. ^^;;; And what the heck is up with Athena?! I really dislike how they portray her in Xena. She was funny in Hercules in the beauty contest, wearing glasses and looking studious and all, but here they've tossed out her brains in the favor of wanton destruction and bloody mayhem. Grrrr! ^^;; Oh, and where were Cupid and Apollo during all this?! About a billion other Gods were missing too, but they actually showed up in the series. And hey, didn't Xena feel bad about killing Hades for crying out loud? He wasn't evil . . . and there's poor Persephone . . . Dude. This kill off the Greek Gods thing is a lil' excessive. And the spider bit at the end was just creeping. Oh, and I forgot to talk about Ares and his actions . . . Um, what he did is like 100% out of character, especially since he spent the whole episode trying to KILL Eve or distract Xena long enough for someone else to kill her . . . but I guess he really *IS* obsessed, huh? Oh, and the presence of Hope was good, I guess. I mean, I'm glad they remember at least a little bit of what went on before . . . The best part of the ep would have to be the chat comments at the bottom, though. LOL. ^^;;; Speaking of Greek Gods, I caught the tail end of some special about the Parthenon and Athena's statue which was huge, made of ivory, with robes made of moveable gold. That's some tribute all right! Then I switched back to Psycho, saw Norman Bates kill the woman and got bored of that. Before I was watching the end of some western with Emilio Estevez as Billy the Kid . . . and before that I watched the end of the Sixers-Lakers game and Ohmigosh if the Sixers did NOT beat the Lakers. My brother's basketball voodoo is strong. ^_^; And heck, I wouldn't have bothered watching and neither would my brother if we weren't both hooked on Harlem Beat. Manga and anime is transforming my brother into a real boy! Will the miracles never cease?! Do you think X will end with the Seven Angels being the *real* good guys and Kamui's true wish being that Fuuma will kill Kamui and revert back to his true self and live? I can totally see Fuuma lopping off Kamui's head and then realizes what he's done and being completely emotionally devastated. I can see CLAMP doing that. The sickos. ^^;; Before that, however, my brother's hoping that the Beast kills Satsuki and goes over to the Dragons of Heaven's side. But I think Hell will freeze over first before that happens. 'Sides, wouldn't that mean Inuki would have to join the baddies? Oh, another possible ending to X would be if Kamui saved humanity but then the earth died and everyone died with it. ^^;;; It's a totally CLAMP thing to do, ne? AHHHHHH!!!! Sorata had better not die until much later and more SorataxArashi goodness comes out! She at least has to kiss him as he dies, dammit! Ummm. Yeaaah. I love Shaoran! Okay, done now! ^_^
Blogged on: Wednesday, June 6, 2001 Damn. Still feel like a voyeur. Well, I'll have to remedy the situation by sending Tin an e-mail. *Sigh* Just because I'm a whacko is no reason to be scared! Anyways, since I started a diary the last week of school in the midst of finals, sue me, Bridget Jones is inspiring . . . and haven't touched it since the last week of school, I figured this might be good for me. Therapeutic even. Spilling your guts out to an audience of strangers has to be therapeutic in some way or another or else why would people complain so much? I've always feared diaries, though. Because they make for such excellent blackmail material . . . and they always seem to get published when one becomes famous and they can do the most damage. Not that I'm liable to get famous anytime soon, but then, one can dream that one's literary accomplishments will one day be great enough to gain recognition, right? As long as aforesaid "one" stops speaking in third person. Okay then. Since I usually have nothing interesting going on in my life this diary will most likely be full of useless ramblings like above. But that's to be expected. Once I'm back at College and the soap opera begins anew, something interesting's sure to come up. For the records let it be noted that I received my long-awaited CD-rewriter in the mail today and while it cannot write mp3 audio cds unless I get a $79.95 software upgrade, it's still beautiful and very fine. ^_^ Oh, and my brother and I caught the tail end of a French film about a Frenchwoman from Nevers who had a German lover in WWII (read: Nazi) who died. She ended up in Hiroshima after 14 years and blabbed her story to a Japanese man (who speaks perfect French) in a teahouse after spending the night with him. They stood together and yet were apart. They walked together . . . and were still separate. And she kept up this damned insightful monologue with herself. She tried to leave and forget him but he wanted her to stay in Hiroshima with him. When she tried to get away he followed her and kept following her (It was rather creepy, actually, but I was rooting him on, because, dammit, it was dragging and I wanted him to kiss her and make it end!) even to a bus station where some toothless white-haired old obasan sat between them and stared at him, and then to another teahouse where some other Japanese dude hit on her in badly accented English. Then he followed her to her new hotel room and said that he couldn't stay away. He grabbed her wrist and she said, "Your name is Hiroshima." to which he responded, "Yes. And yours is Nevers." And the film ended like that, because that's the way French films are. It was somehow deep and poignant . . . and still as bloody goddamn annoying as hell. But I suppose we're all just the result of where we come from and what has happened to us . . . And that woman, with all her muttering about three-penny romances and forgetting, and dying with her lover in Nevers as his body grew cold beneath her and she could not distinguish him from herself, and being a little girl from Nevers, a little tramp from Nevers, and betraying him after 14 years, and forgetting his eyes, and his voice, and him but never forgetting him as Nevers was afire as he set her body afire . . . is a result of a strangely touching script and REALLY bad camerawork. Heh. Seems like something I'd do . . . unceasingly rambling monologue and all. Oh, btw, isn't the layout of this blog (blab + log as I see it) absolutely hideous? I MUST change it tomorrow! |
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