Version: 10.0 Featuring: Souma Kyou From: Fruits Basket By: Takaya Natsuki Why: Give Kyou some love! Furuba pwns me. Why:'Disorderly Coconuts' Misc: I've discovered the fun of embedding subliminal messages the text. Can you find them?
Books: The Last April Dancers; Harry Potter series; His Dark Materials series; Dune series; Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy series Authors: Ursula K. LeGuin; Jean Thesman Manga: Fruits Basket; Clover; Card Captor Sakura; Kamikaze Kaitou Jeanne; Yami no Matsuei; Tokyo Babylon/X; Naruto Anime: Fruits Basket; Princess Tutu; GetBackers; Trigun; Card Captor Sakura; Yami no Matsuei; Kareshi Kanojo no Jijou; Naruto Mangaka: Tachibana Kaimu; CLAMP; Kouga Yun; Tanemura Arina; Yoshizumi Wataru Mangazine: Ribon & occasionally Hana to Yume Video Games: Lunar: SSS; FF IV + VI; Rhapsody; Zeldas Board Games: Settlers of Catan Fic Authors: See below
All things Furuba All things Full Metal Alchemist Harry Potter Slash Shounen ai/Yaoi/BL Ban x Ginji Ribon Mangazine
Would Sell Soul For
A Gourry as Jellyfish plushie Those Furuba figurines!
Any Furuba figurines!
Full Metal Alchemist figurines
An FMA National Alchemist pocket thing
Plushies of Tare!Ginji and Chibi!Ban-chan
Any clue as to what the Flip is going on in Full Moon
Tachibana Kaimu doujinshi
Toshimi Arina doujinshi
Artbooks, especially of the CLAMP persuasion
A pile
Addition to previous post: Obviously the fruit are not for lobbing at innocent bystanders or tossing into the ocean. They are for Yoshi to eat. Different fruit make his spit different colors. His spit dissolves evil wobbly jello goop. I don't know if it does anything else, but it definitely does that.
If Yoshi falls in the ocean, he drowns and atomizes. *sniffle* Steve was defeating one of the bosses, a giant squid, by ripping off its tentacles. I was horrified. I don't care if it was an 'evil mutated' squid! That's just cruel. *sniffles again and huggles Squishey*
The Subaru x Kamui list is giving me hives. In the past they had some good days when they had a couple of interesting discussions, and it was your average smaller niche list. But the atmosphere has been increasingly irritating, and lately it's been downright obnoxious. I think I will be seaching for a new sandbox with some finer, less abrasive sand.
Steve got the new Mario platformer for the Nintendo Game Cube, Mario Sunshine. I've been watching him play and we're both enjoying it. My inner child loves it because it's got all these big cities and objects which are fun to explore and play with in a non-game oriented manner. I was playing for a while, and instead of trying to collect shines or other things that are actually game objectives, I was playing with fruit. Yes, fruit. I was taking fruit from the marketers by the beach side and seeing how far into the ocean I could throw them. I wanted to try throwing some from the top of a palm tree, but you can't climb the tree with fruit in your hands (obviously). I spent a good half hour trying to toss a pineapple up the tree so I could throw it into the water. (I discovered that Mario throws pineapples up really high. He can throw lemons really far, and the chili peppers slide a bit. The bananas twirl, but they don't really go anywhere.) I did manage to throw the pineapple on top of somone's beach umbrella. Then it fell on his head. Was funny. One of the towns people made regular walks across the beach so I starting bowling coconuts at him from the platform. When you hit him you knock him down and he gets angry and starts flailing his arms. I spent another good half hour going around and squirting townspeople with my water nozzle. It doesn't quite have the same appeal as playing with fruit. Tonight I will fling fruit from the rooftop, assuming I can get the fruit up there. I was having problems when the pineapple kept rolling off the awnings. Or perhaps I might make a big pile of fruit and then dive head first into it and see how far they scatter. They'd really be disorderly coconuts then, wouldn't they? *snicker* ::runs off to go put some coconuts in a row::
Steve commented that he finds it so weird that I have more fun playing games in ways that they're not meant to be played. I think this just shows that as an anti-social only child I had to find creative ways of amusing myself.
I was transferring documents from my backups onto my hard drive, when I came across this gem in my random documents folder. It's a snippet of conversation I had with my boyfriend where I ranted about how exasperating my dad is. Looking over it now I think it's funny.
I debated whether to fix my horrible sentence structure, since I don't pay much attention to it when I'm ranting, but it was so bad that I thought I should tweak it a little if just to try to make it consistent.
Note: All of my lines to my dad are soaked and dripping in sarcasm, as should be obvious.
Usa-p (2:04:44 AM): >_< Usa-p (2:05:04 AM): dad's watching the outer limits, and so in the opening of the outer limits the dude says, "do not adjust your TV set"
Steve (2:05:24 AM): ok
Usa-p (2:05:28 AM): so dad comes over to me and says, "you know, back then TVs sometimes had a problem with vertical reception" Usa-p (2:05:45 AM): and I said, "you say that like I don't have a black and white knobbed tv in my room that has trouble picking up channel 11"
Steve (2:05:58 AM): giggle
Usa-p (2:06:01 AM): and he goes, "you don't get good reception?" Usa-p (2:06:23 AM): and I facefault him: "Why don't you connect it to the cable?" [yes, there is a cable sticking out of my wall] Usa-p (2:06:48 AM): me: pauses... glares really hard "Is there even a place on the back of that thing to plug it in?" Usa-p (2:07:06 AM): him: thinks, "there's an adapter" Usa-p (2:07:25 AM): me: "don't I need a BOX? how am I supposed to change channels? With the knob?" Usa-p (2:07:35 AM): him: thinks "I have an extra box..." Usa-p (2:07:39 AM): me: weeps
Steve (2:08:16 AM): he's priceless.
Usa-p (2:08:58 AM): I can't believe he thought I wouldn't know about old tvs... what did he think I was watching all my life? Usa-p (2:09:46 AM): of course, yesterday when I was watching .. (or listening to, since all I could visualize was static) Gilmore Girls in my room, he had forgotten I even had a TV. Usa-p (2:10:02 AM): I mean, yeah I use it as a shelf and turn it on once every three months, but how do you forget that?
Steve (2:10:06 AM): giggle. so did he give u a box?
Usa-p (2:10:09 AM): no. Usa-p (2:10:17 AM): he went back in his room and has probably forgotten already
Steve (2:11:41 AM): why dont u ask him
Usa-p (2:12:30 AM): because I am weighing whether it's worth the aggravation. Usa-p (2:12:47 AM): .... I suppose... but he'll probably say he'll do it tomorrow [i.e. next solstice] Usa-p (2:13:10 AM): I'd have said the vernal equinox, but that's too soon.
-- Time indicates 7 minutes later --
Usa-p (2:20:31 AM): ok, I just asked dad about the box. he says, [pointing to the top of his tv which has 2 boxes] "the box is right there" "that's nice, but it doesn't do me any good there, now does it?" him: confused look me: >_< "the box needs to be put on my tv" "oh. the box is right there" me: strangle then he says he needs an adapter. I say he implied he had one. He says he implied he needed one. I say, fine no biggie, but you implied you had one. He says, "I may have one. I used to have one." [insert every and all possible verb tenses here] I say, "ARGH WHATEVER it's besides the point!" he says, "so you want the box?" "no. I like when my tv picture doesn't match the sound of the channel it's on" [I didn't mind my TV when it matched] him: confused... missed the sarcasm me: >_< Usa-p (2:21:04 AM): and etc etc
Steve (2:22:04 AM): giggle so did he have an adapter?
Usa-p (2:22:26 AM): he may or may not have had one in the current future.
Steve (2:24:19 AM): giggle.
Usa-p (2:24:49 AM): :) I need a really big Steve hug.
Steve (2:25:04 AM): (((((((((((((jess)))))))))))))))))
Classic. For the record, no, I never got the box, but it's ok because the tv started matching sound to channels again. Very tempermental, those old sets, especially when placed on a chair next to the boiler deep in a windowless basement. I'm surprised I get any reception at all.
I am broke and there's so many things I have to get for and before christmas. I have to renew my subscriptions to Ribon and Asuka, because they make me a happy girl. I really need new sneakers, and I've been putting that off for AGES... every time it rains my feet get soaked because the sneakers are falling apart at the seams. Things I don't need to get now, but I want to get now, are the two new CLAMP artbooks, Komisch Vol. 6, etc etc. Ahhhh.
I've gotta stay away from the computer for a bit. My left wrist has been killing me. It woke me up in the middle of the night last night with excruciating pain. I don't fancy letting it get worse to the point where I need surgery. It feels so sluggish. Icky. Please pardon any typos that occur due to one-handed typing; makes it hard to use the shift key.
Look at that. Just watched episodes 17-19 and Hack Sign's almost starting to get interesting. At the very least, there's some stuff happening. I no longer feel like I'm watching it only because it's the sweetest eye and ear candy I've ever come across. Now I feel like I'm watching it mostly because it's gorgeous to look at and I've got the soundtrack. Subtle but important difference there.
As for Chobits episode 19, we get the hint that Hibiya-san is more than what she seems. Big surprise. And she gets to be creepy. The two in black show up, get 3 seconds of screen time, and have a total of one and half lines. I feel used like a ratty snot-rag. Hideki is a dork, and I don't mean that affectionately. He is a very unflattering dork.
I finally went home yesterday. Dad was supposed to wipe the drives and reinstall the operating system. I wondered if perhaps there would be a miracle and I would go home to find the computer in working condition all ready for me. No such luck, but then, I should have known. Computer innards! Yay! He somehow managed to burn out the power supply thingie (again). Quoth he: "I hope it didn't fry the motherboard too." I would add 'again' to that last statement as well.
I think I'm just too tired to care anymore.
It was mom's anniversary yesterday (or so we think). Her husband had left her a rose and a card for her when she got home. Mom, having been in a usual mood, got mad at this gesture and turned to me and said, "It's my anniversary? I don't even know." Then she suspected him of having ulterior motives; just trying to appease her because she was mad at him (as always). Sigh. God forbid someone does something nice for you and actually remembers your anniversary. Glad I don't live there anymore.
Akito, leave Kyou alone, you twisted sadistic manipulative snothead freak! Let the poor boy be already! The whole Souma clan needs to be smacked for letting you grow up and get away with stuff like this. Curse or no, I can't imagine you're worth what they get put through. Ugh. Such a brat. No wonder no one wants to play with you.
In regards to the previous post: I just watched Chobits episode 18. Plot? Another clip episode. Do they plan on wasting every 9th episode this way? It's not like much of anything has actually happened that you'd need a review, let alone two. Next episode calls for those with snazzy coats, so we'll see.
I've got another episode of Chobits and a couple (or 6) Hack Sign episodes sitting on my hard drive waiting to be watched, though I can't bring myself to watch them because I'm afraid that afterwards the plots will have moved ahead a total of -- not at all.
Chobits... is CLAMP, and therefore I suffer through it like the sheep that I am. I know it will have plot eventually... Eventually. In the meantime, I wait impatiently for the arrival of those in cool coats and questionable gender.
Hack Sign... has a plot, it just melted into a stagnant puddle of goo right around episode 1. I can appreciate a slow, deliberate plot, but this is kinda ridiculous. If I wasn't an RPG geek and didn't think it was god-awfully pretty I would have given up on it long ago. The music intrigues me too; I want to see the official lyrics to see if the opening song really says 'missing my headache'. No one in their right mind would ever miss a headache.
I'm teething again. I hate these stupid wisdom teeth. No, I will not have them removed because after all the pain they've caused I'm determined to keep them in there. No one has ever said I wasn't stubborn. Break through my gums excruciatingly slowly, will you? I will not give in even if it takes another 10 years! BWHAHA!
Blogger is on crack. Again. Will not update my template. Or, more accurately, it updated my template, and though it claims to have published it, it really hasn't published the new HTML. I suspect that Blogger will eat this post for dinner. Lots of fiber.
Don't get me started. JUST got home. Up since 7, out all day, lots of traveling, 2.5 hours of dance class, my cell being stupid, mom being irritating, head aching, and dad being... dad. I come home and ask Dad, "Did you reinstall Windows?" "Reinstall what?" Typical. "You mean you didn't wipe it?" "Wipe what?" Maniacal giggling. Somebody shoot me. Shoot me again. PLEASE. "You were supposed to wipe the drives! I can't believe it..." "You told me to wipe the drives?" "How could you forget?! I made a big deal out of it! Chrissy was here, remember?" "You told me to wipe the drives? I must have forgot." "Why did you think I was making backups and giving you instructions?" "I remember we were talking about it. I was waiting for you to give me the go ahead." "That was the go ahead! 'Do it over the weekend when I'm not here.'"
And it went on in that vein, but... you get the jist. ::sob::
A very amusing HP Cat in the Hat parody. The Guy with the Eye. I recall that I once read a Green Eggs and Ham parody about HP slash ships that she wrote. That one was classic.
Dad will be wiping the computer over the weekend as a means to placate me after one of my programs went missing when I came home this week. I am currently making my backups. I have wanted to wipe this computer since the last time we wiped it because the very first thing he did as soon as the slate was clean was install big messy programs in the wrong place. I was too annoyed and irritated to bother uninstalling it all and reinstalling where it belonged. Subsequent unauthorized installations followed, and my ire increased exponentially. This time (just like every other time) he promises not to install any software on it. I, despite much experience with the contrary, will naively believe him. This is a character flaw.
Sigh. He finally has his other computer working again. I wish he'd leave this one alone.
No one gets under my skin the way my Dad does, except perhaps Grandma, but in different ways for different reasons.
I just saw the second Saiyuki opening. Subtle. Half-naked bondage boys erotically tied together with stringy white, er, string. Very subtle. Almost didn't notice. Really.
And why didn't I remember there being a giant mutant spider in episode 5 of Slayers Next? How could I forget something like that? I must have instinctively bolted from the room the first time I watched it and just not realized it.
This online doujinshi needs some SERIOUS pimping. The cast of Slayers does Hamlet. Amusing concept, lots of chuckles, good characterization, excellent art, and it keeps with the whole Slayers feel very well. It's still unfinished, but with 205 pages you'll be there for a long enough while. This page and the joke's follow-up in particular show why I massively *heart* Gourry.