osaraba: (dS fv srsly?)
I've never seen such a shitty show. WHY DOES EVERYONE LOVE IT? I'm so sorry, [livejournal.com profile] firefox1490, you may want to turn your head away from this rant (you heard it all over text anyway); I don't mean to bash something you like, but season 1 of this show has got some serious issues, and I really just need to get this all of my chest. I hope that it's actually better in the following seasons, but I truly don't think I can make it that far myself.

Oops, my rant was a little rantier than I originally anticipated... )

There are clearly a lot of things I find either offensive or annoying about this show (as of season 1, of course), and to be fair I think some of these things wouldn't bother me so much if they weren't ALL present at the same time.

JSYK, I've seen up to episode 19 out of 22, and because I'm anal and masochistic, I'm going to watch the rest of s1 and a few eps of s2 just so I can read this damn Inception/Criminal Minds crossover fic that I'm interested in.
osaraba: (inception arthur pointman)
Inexplicably, I am an Arthur fangirl. I don't quite understand why, because not only am I way more a Tom Hardy fangirl, I also typically like characters with shady pasts and IMO canon!Eames is way shadier than Arthur. Still, what can I say, the cards have fallen this way. I wonder if that's because it's easier to imagine the different ways Eames got to where he is? I find I'm disappointed more often than not by Eames-backstory fic; they're either stereotypical or dissatisfying to my headcanon. Not that there aren't stereotypical Arthur-backstory fic, or uninspired ones for that matter, but I always seem to feel (at the very least), "Well, that's just one slice of the whole."

Clearly, the man fascinates me.

So tl;dr, I recommend to you two awesome Arthur-centric gen fic:
  1. Get Lost by [livejournal.com profile] winterlive. This is what happens: The morning after inception, Arthur hurls his phone into the Mojave Desert. Arthur drives across the country, revisiting old friends and old memories. We get to ride, silently and invisible, in the passenger seat along with his thoughts. I could've gone on forever in this, savoring it all: every memory, every interaction, every visit was so sharp and vivid, delightful and painful all at once.

  2. A Source of Little Visible Delight, Parts 1, 2, 3 (complete) by [livejournal.com profile] sneaqui. Arthur takes an extended vacation from this business of running everyone else's business and the world of dream-crime starts to realize how necessary he is. Fics in this fandom take us to a lot of exotic places, right? We're all pretty used to that; it's old hat by now. So how is it that this author is able to make them feel so very haloed in the light of introspection and self-discovery? Arthur is so solemnly pragmatic, with such underlying BAMFery, that he is irresistibly thrilling. Note: This fic is now complete, though the story will have a (more A/E) sequel.

    ETA: Sequel starts here.


Completely unrelatedly, AGAIN with the next horrible eljay header. WTF IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE? This was the winner, by a good 8% lead. UGH.
osaraba: (hcl joe smoke)
my trance-like state this week )

last week's music stuff, including the many times i was full of rage and wanted to punch people )

Um. Yeah. I just started typing and this all came out.

In thoughts completely unrelated and somewhat happier-- did everyone get to see the Sergeant Slaughter, My Big Brother short film with Tom Hardy waggling his dick around? And yes, I mean that literally. He waggled it. Like eyebrows. CUTEST. THING. EVER. The video is no longer available on YouTube, of course, and at the time I thought I should save the video to my hd but I didn't do it because I had to run and now it's too late. If you have a copy, please send it my way-- there are people I need to show it to!

OLD NEWS: JGL has been confirmed as Alberto Falcone for TDKR and I will HAPPILY DEVOUR ALL THE BANE/FALCONE FANFIC (and variations thereof) EVER. Basically, GIVE ME ALL THE SERIAL KILLER FIC. ALL OF IT. I'm excited for the possibilities, but I'm also content to wait til 2012 for the explosion. As I'm barely keeping afloat as it is, juggling a million and one Inception WIPs and trying to explore Merlin fic. GDI Merlin fandom, stop being so awesome.


ETA2: Good recs and best description of dubstep (at bottom): http://www.side-line.com/forum/threads.php?id=37198_0_20_0_C
osaraba: (spn OTP)
1. JARED LETO. I have not done a double-take at you since you were Jordan Catalano and my teenage heart (and other things) were completely captivated by you. I also kind of like your band, or at least several of your songs. This song is not one of your best, but GODDAMN WHEN DID YOU GET SO GOOD LOOKING AGAIN? I WANT TO TOUCH YOUR PINK FUCKING MOHAWK AND SHAVED SIDES AND YOUR SUPER SKINNY JEANS AND ALSO MAYBE BITE YOUR FINGERS. ...ANYWAY.

2. SUPERNATURAL. I watched the first 3 episodes of season 6 tonight because I didn't want to be inadvertently spoiled at Wincon this weekend. Um. So.


3. I dunno, I think I had something else to say but the SPN ranting took a lot out of me. WINCON. OMG ARE WE REALLY DOING THIS THIS WEEKEND?!
osaraba: (welcome to the reality)
Please read [livejournal.com profile] bookshop's post about a fantasy book and why changing its cover is that sort of insidious institutionalized racism/bias that I hope people can work to become more aware of, and protest/counteract.


Oddly enough, it's almost exactly the same situation as what's going on with Avatar: The Last Airbender. Funny, that.

For a great post about the racism in Avatar, please read: http://splinterend.tumblr.com/post/749364670/facepainting
osaraba: (dS rayk woe)
Caught sight of a tweet by LKH re fanfic policy. In response, I replied with this (have not received any response...yet?). And couldn't help myself so I went to see her other tweets. I really should have known better because then I got to read this and though she doesn't agree with Gabaldon's analogies to criminals/rapists, she does feel similarly.

After a second of a reaction of disgust and disappointment, I realized I wasn't really surprised. Oh, LKH. I love you and hate you with a paradoxical and startling lack of passion.

Maybe it's more that I have become resigned to my feelings about you.
osaraba: (dS fv srsly?)
From [livejournal.com profile] ravenwings_7's post on [livejournal.com profile] c6d_universe, she links to Diana Gabaldon's blog post about "Fan fiction and moral conundrums". In which Gabaldon states that she does not enjoy/appreciate/support fanfiction in any form and finds it to be not only illegal, but immoral.

As one might expect, there are already over 350 comments arguing for or against her statements. So far (up to comment 200), everything has been very civil, which I quite appreciate. Because I do think that presenting dissenting (civil, not ranting) views on the topic is beneficial to anyone who's straddling the line and is able to use the thoughts presented as a starting point to further inquiry. And yeah, I know that, for the most part, the back-and-forth arguments aren't likely to change anyone's opinion who has already made up their mind one way or another. Of course, this argument isn't new by any means, and I suppose I'm reading the comments in almost a watching-a-train-wreck sort of way, since I know what to expect.

But there are quite a few commenters who have made really intelligent, logical, clear arguments as to why fanfiction is not only NOT ILLEGAL NOR IMMORAL; how it can be, in fact, beneficial to a published author's fanbase and bottom line; and who also comment on the disrespectful way Gabaldon likens fanfic writers to perverts, criminals, pedophiles, and the like (in an "off-handed" way couched in analogy, but the implication is there nonetheless).

It's sad that a person can't understand the reasons one would write fanfic, and even more sad that a clearly creative person would be so narrow-minded and possessive in a way that excludes others from sharing in (but without attempting to possess or claim credit for) that creation. It gladdens me to know that other authors are able to understand or be sympathetic to their fans in this way -- authors like Jim Butcher and Mercedes Lackey -- who have given permission for "fanfiction to be licensed as derivative fiction under the Creative Commons umbrella."

Clearly we all know on which side of the argument I fall, and maybe my interest in this particular "train wreck" is high right now because I recently spoke with someone who stated, with no room for argument, that fanfiction is illegal after I referred to it as a "grey area". Really, I don't propose to know it as well as a copyright lawyer, but as far as I can tell, it is a grey area. (See: OTW, "I'm done explaining why fanfic is okay.")

While I have no argument with Gabaldon disapproving of fanfic for her own works, and supporting her right to publicly and officially request no fanfic of her works be produced/posted/shared, etc., I find her arguments against it to be inconsistent, illogical, and demeaning.

I whole-heartedly approve of those commenters who said they would now never read her fiction. I'm all for boycotting the products of people/groups/companies that I am in strong, fundamental disagreement with. It's quite ironic, actually -- I never before had much interest in her works as I'm a little wary of epic historical fiction (especially those that simultaneously cohabit the romance and the mainstream fiction categories), but some of the comments have revealed that I actually would have been interested in many of the situations Gabaldon writes about -- including situations that would be considered "perverted", "deviant" and "immoral" by prudes around the world.
osaraba: (tng data & wes)
stupidity )

But in other news, Majel Barrett Roddenberry died yesterday.

How sad. As a coworker said, it's the end of an era...
osaraba: (russell *giggles*)
If we have NA on Wednesday at WR, I'll be able to meet up after class. If NA is this Thursday I won't be able to make it as I'm going to meet up with a few old friends after work at the highly praised Bohemian Hall & Beer Garden in Astoria for food/drinks.

If anyone is interested in joining me at the Beer Garden on Thursday, you're more than welcome. It's right off the Astoria Blvd stop on the N/W line, which is about a 20-25 minute train ride to/from the midtown area.

philly recap )

Anyway, I leave you with this quick cell phone pic of my new tat. It says "w;t", because I like the word "wit": what it means and how it's used. The semi-colon is a reference to John Donne poetry (which I love), by way of this play (which I saw when I was 17 or 18, and also love).

osaraba: (wanker!)

the rave )

the rant )
osaraba: (spn save a horse)
Okay, so it's my facebook status AND I had to use it for my LJ subject. It's SUCH a good line, though! Points if you know where it's from! ^_~

Saturday was Chris's birthday tromp through the city. Was a beautiful day, lots of fun, and how do I love thee, Dallas-BBQ-"Texas-sized"-margaritas-with-an-extra-shot-for-an-additional-dollar. Or, as Chris says, drinks "the size of my head". I had a great time hanging out with the usual suspects and a few of the unusual ones as well.

Sunday was quite nice -- a relaxing day at home, I filled up the front tire of the bike with air and took a quick and not-too-taxing ride (with Judy on her rollerblades) over to the supermarket. Maryann was working on Morgan's plushie at home while the entire (non-extended) Lord of the Rings played on the TV in the background.

Side note: TNT's advertising for their channel is ABSOLUTELY HORRIBLE!!! Have you seen it? It makes me glad I rarely turn on the TV! It's something about more... whatever, LESS COMMERCIALS. OMG! "LESS" COMMERCIALS?!?!?! EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. they played that commercial (which was EVERY COMMERCIAL BREAK, for over 10 hours), I winced. It was like an arrow shot straight into my grammar-loving heart. SO PAINFUL I COULD CRY. I would rather have more commercials than an ad that says "less commercials." Or, even better, actually having fewer commercials. ;_;

I wanted to do nothing that weekend, and still I failed. I want to have a weekend where I do MORE of nothing. Though I doubt that will happen... until November? I'm going to schedule some weekends of DOING NOTHING in November. Those weekends can be days when other people come over to MY HOUSE and watch TV/anime/whatever or play video games or chat or stare into space while sitting next to me. SOUNDS LIKE HEAVEN.

So tonight... NIN CONCERT~!
osaraba: (house eyeroll)
Okay guys (especially, though not exclusively, of the male variety), I have a question for you.

If a woman in your office is out sick and you ask her why... what would be your reaction if she said she was out because of cramps? Is it TMI? Would it be better if she had said she had a stomachache or virus or whatever?

Personally, I don't care too much who knows if I've got my period, but people sometimes act weird about it.

It still amuses me very much when drugstore workers double-bag tampons and pads. Oh yes, it does. And sometimes, if I have a choice, I'll make sure to get on the line with the young guy cashier -- because they're usually much more embarrassed about it all. It's so funny. I'm not really the kind of person that enjoys making other people uncomfortable, but this seems to be the exception that proves the rule.
osaraba: (drakengard lalalalala~)
I had an awesome time at MangaNEXT this weekend. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to show up til Friday evening because of work, but I was given the night off, so I was able to relax and hang out.

Friday. After checking in at ops and settling into my room, Liz, Judy and I met up and went over to Artist Alley where Maryann and Indira already arrived and had started setting up. Anna had a photo booth there, and we went over to say hi. Jim was setting up his lights for her booth, so it was fun running into him again. I hadn't expected to run into him at this con (since it's not one of Erica's and I never bump into him except at Erica's cons), so I didn't bring his knife with me, yet again.

Liz tried to go home but she missed the last bus due to false information from the hotel staff. Liz and I stood at the bus stop for AN HOUR. Luckily, it's only right across the street from the hotel, and it isn't exactly a hardship for Liz and I to be stuck alone together with nothing to do but talk. ^^; From there, we went back to the con in time to watch the Dating Game with Chris, Jenny, a Lenne, someone I know but can't remember her name who was cosplaying someone from Resident Evil, and Judy as Major Motoko from Ghost in the Shell (she looked awesome, btw).

There was some drinking, and hanging out in the lobby, Judy going crazy (drunk) and attacking Chris, a trip to the liquor store across the street, some passing around of that same purple wig from her 80s party -- it really does get around, doesn't it? -- and then the night concluded with more hanging out in front of the hotel, with additions to the party when Anna and Ben drove up with Jim. Some of us left before 3am. Others of us left at 4:15am even when she had to get up the next day at 7:45am to get to her spot at the Reg Desk. ^^; (see subject)

Saturday. So yes, got to Registration at 8:30 and worked til 2pm, had a 2-hour break where I took some pics of Judy taking pics of Chris, Carrie & Cat (as Rinoa, Squall, and Selphie), and then had a yummy Quizno's lunch with Liz & Judy. Unfortunately, the Mexican place with the delicious and skin-burning chipotle tabasco sauce is gone. =( I'm very disappointed. Srsly. I was going to buy or steal a bottle from them; it's so delicious!

So then I went back and worked for another 3.5 hours, had a short break in my room and then ate in Chris's room, where a Naruto hitae-ate was turned into a bra for Chris. It was lovely, to say the least. A bit of drinking was done and we went downstairs to the lobby once again. The group was a bit more scattered this time but that was okay because I ended up hanging out with Judy and Drew for a while. Drew's an interesting guy. I like his sense of humor. =D I was kind of surprised he came over and talked to me because we never really talked at all during NA, so I figure it's 'cause of Sean, but that's okay too. We all walked over to the liquor store/mini mart place to get stuff and when we got back Drew left to do his own thing.

Judy and I went to join Chris and others at the hentai panel, which was pretty darn good. The panelist was really organized and informative, and had really good presentation materials. I really enjoyed her straightforward, no-nonsense approach, which is not to say that it wasn't fun or entertaining. It certainly was. But she didn't let it get stupid, and that was much appreciated. Unfortunately, the little bit of drinking I did, combined with the too-few hours of sleep caused me to be really, really sleepy and I had a LOT of trouble staying awake at her panel, toward the end. I still feel kinda bad about it.

sudden, slightly incoherent rant; this part is skippable if you aren't interested. )

After the panel Judy and I went and sat out in front of the hotel again for like 2 hours or so. That woke me up, and we had an awesome conversation. I was indeed reminded over and over again this weekend that it's been a year since we met and that we've really gotten very close in the past few months. It's really a very cool thing.

Thanks, Chris, for being the crazy social guy you are, and introducing me to your friends. =D

Part II: Coming Soon! Now with more pics!
osaraba: (solitude)
For the weeks leading up to and following Otakon, I've been insanely busy -- barely any time to do much hanging out, and certainly too busy to relax by myself.

I think I really need a moment of solitary relaxation, or maybe to have a quiet sort of company, as my brain seems to have shorted. Aside from having my latest book to read, I sit at my computer aimlessly clicking from link to link. True, I have downloaded some awesome wallpapers from deviantart, but even so-- I have a feeling my brain is kind of on screensaver mode at the moment.

I need some fun busywork to do after work. I kind of want to watch anime, but I'm more interested in doing something more creative. I haven't written in a while, but I don't feel very inspired and that makes it hard for me to get motivated. I'm also feeling a slight urge to re-do my website, which could really use an overhaul. But I'm still feeling very unmotivated.


And I have to finish playing KH2 so that I can go search for fics about Sora and Kairi.
osaraba: (dead inside|inuvampy)
Pretty much, what the subject says.

And like, actually do some fun stuff, walking around the city and such. I miss it so much.
osaraba: (give my heart)
OMG, I think I had the best discussions tonight about gender biases in life and fandom tonight because of the link that [livejournal.com profile] windsorblue posted in her LJ recently. I do so love it when people write INTELLIGENT! essays about things like this. It was very inspiring to read.

In other news, I am almost done reading the second book from Simon R. Green's Nightside series. The world is interesting, as are the characters. I just wish the plots were a little more complex than they are. I'm really reading the series for its umbrella/background story rather than the immediate plot. It took me a few times as long to read this one, called Agents of Light and Darkness (I love the title, btw), because the plot was too simple (and some of the characters as well), and somewhat losing my interest.

However. I now have three (3) books from the library that I am very interested in reading. The first being Academ's Fury by Jim Butcher, book 2 of the Codex Alera series. I'm very looking forward to going through this book as the first was excellent!

Sleep now; more later.


Mar. 12th, 2002 10:16 pm
osaraba: (Default)
I don't understand how anyone can profess to not know something when they haven't made the slightest effort to find out!

Book of the moment:

The Better Part of Valor by Tanya Huff (SF)

Very good; good characterization, although not too much real action, especially in comparison with the previous one (Valor's Choice), although the awesome/quirky sense of humor still comes through.
osaraba: (Default)
But that seems to be just the tip of the iceberg for the past month. My whole family was sick while we were moving our crap from our apartment to our new house. It was a pain in the butt, let me tell you! I tried to write in this LJ several times, but something always happened to prevent my writings from being published! The first time, I got kicked off AOL, so the window closed -- along with several paragraphs I had already written. I was so pissed that I just couldn't bring myself to re-write it or anything, so I turned off the computer. The second time was when we finally had the computer set up in the house and I was typing in Internet Explorer, so if AOL kicked me offline, I'd still be able to save what I wrote. That's when I accidentally brushed the restart button, so I lost it anyway!

In any case, I was sick at the beginning of the move, but seemed to get better. My parents and sister, though, got worse. I was feeling great.... then I got sick. It hit me a few days ago; I was dead tired and even fell asleep for an hour or two during the middle of the day -- that's how I know I'm sick, 'cause I never fall asleep during the middle of the day unless I'm sick. And now I'm all stuffed-up, runny-nosed, coughing up lungs every few minutes. It's yucky.

Not to mention, I lost the earring I had in the cartilage of my left ear for a few months, so it took me a few days to get to an earring store (Claire's) to buy another one. Angelica put that one in, and she said to tighten it when I got home 'cause it was a little loose. But I forgot to 'cause I wasn't feeling well (oh, did I mention that my wisdom teeth are cutting again, which gives me a massive headache, and the right side of my lower gum is swollen?), so I woke up the next morning and it was gone again! ::sweatdrop:: So then I get all mad at myself 'cause I'm spending a fortune on stupid earrings. Not even pairs of earrings, but single ones! So I decided the next day I'd have to go buy another one and tighten it this time. But then -- lucky me -- I found the one that I'd lost the second time, and put it in my ear and pushed it down a little so it wouldn't fall out.

But that wasn't such a good thing, I guess, because it started hurting when I leaned on it in a certain position, so I had to go get a different one anyway. But by this time I had decided to get an earring like Angelica's, where the whole hoop goes through the hole and the ball is what connects the two ends of the hoop. So we went to the village on Monday and I got one (after much protest 'cause I'm a scaredy-cat when it comes to pain, although I do have a high pain tolerance... I make no sense, but I guess that's nothing new). So the ball that I got was a black one. But I meant to get a red one. I was just so worried about the pain of having my hole stretched (please no hentai comments!) that I completely forgot about wanting a red ball and just asked for what I already had, which was a black one.

The reason I wanted a red one was because of a dream I had had earlier in the week about being in the village and wanting to get my ears pierced with a hoop with a red ball, but wondering if Angelica would be mad if I went and got my ears pierced without her, so I ended up not getting them pierced. It felt so real. LOL. When I saw her the next day I asked her if she'd have minded, and she said no, so that was kinda like a go-ahead, I guess.

So I got the black ball instead of the red one. It's okay, I guess. I'll try to see if I can get a red ball without the hoop. ::shrugs:: But about an hour before I got the new hoop put in the cartilage of my ear (which is now throbbing, but not enough to really bother), I got a second hole in each of my earlobes. Little gold stars with white sparkly fake-diamond things in the middle. I don't normally wear gold 'cause I like silver much better, but they were stars and I really like stars, so it's okay. It's only for about 2 months, anyway. I think I waited for 3 months before changing my cartilage piercing, so 2 months should be fine for the lobe piercings (which don't bother me at all, actually, except for the inital burning sensation which only lasted 5 minutes anyway).

But that's not all!!!

The day after I got really sick (which was last Tuesday, I believe, 'cause Angelica and I were supposed to hang out Wednesday, but I still wasn't feeling well enough to really go out), I actually felt a bit better. So it was Wednesday when I sprained my ankle. ::sweatdrop:: I'm not normally this much of a klutz. (Shutup, Angelica.) Yes, I do tend to sprain one of my ankles, on average, once a year, but all this stuff doesn't normally happen all at the same time! Oddly enough, this ankle sprain isn't so bad. I've been able to walk on it almost as if I hadn't sprained it, but it's still a bit sore in certain positions.

Yesterday, after going to the village to do my ear-care package, (Oh, btw, the cartilage hole-stretching didn't hurt at all when the guy did it, but it's been throbbing in the background since a few hours after and all of today), we went to Burlington Coat Factory to buy me a coat. After an hour or so of intense deliberation which included me trying on 2 different long wool coats several times (one gray, one black, slightly different styles), I decided I'd hold onto the gray one and go look to see if they had anything else I'd like. Angelica wasn't quite happy with the gray one, so she oh-so-subtly led me over to some faux sherling jackets. (Did I mention that she really likes faux sherling and has an intense hatred for long wool coats that she hides only half as well as she thinks she does?)

So there was only one that I could possibly have considered because it was this navyish/blackish/grayish color and all the others were tan (eewwww) or green (eeewwwww). Those are sooo not my colors. Even if they were, I just couldn't wear anything that light or bright. I'd go crazy. (Crazier?) Anyway, the navy/black/gray faux sherling just happened to be my size. Lucky me 'cause there was only one of them. Apparently Angelica tried it on, but it was a bit too small for her. (Baka. Were we going coat-shopping for her or me, I'd like to know!) But anyway, I ended up getting it. It feels a lot warmer than the wool would be. But I had just gotten used to long coats 'cause I had been borrowing my sister's long wool coat this past winter.... so now I have to get used to a jacket again. It's nice though, so I forgive Angelica for being a sneak.

So today I hung out with Angelica the whole day. It was nice. I got some money that was waiting for me at the post office, so I didn't even use the $50 that was in my wallet. Maybe I should have, though. 'Cause I lost my wallet somewhere in the library on 40th Street and 5th Avenue between 3:30 pm and 6:00 pm, but didn't realize it until 7:20 pm. Did I mention that they close at 7, so I couldn't go back? Hidoi, ne?

So I'm going back tomorrow morning. Hopefully some kind person turned it in. (I'm not counting on it, though. After all, this is New York.)

I feel like I should be reading that children's book that everyone seemed to have read to them in 1st grade, Alexander's Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day. Unfortunately, I don't own a copy.
osaraba: (Default)
I came to the library 'cause I didn't feel like going home... and I just wanted to use the computer to check my mail which I haven't really had a lot of time to check lately 'cause I've been running around all over the place... @.@*

But anyway... you know they only give you about 20 minutes to do stuff, so I have to be quick, you know? What, with my 300 email accounts to check. o.O* So, I get to the computer and the person who was on before me was still using it, wanted another minute, that was fine with me, but then the computer froze. So I had to wait for the computer person who works for the library to come over to restart it. (As if I don't know how to restart it myself.) And I asked her if I could get some more time because all that run-around came out to about 10 minutes off of my 20-minute computer time. And she went into this long-winded explanation about how all the computers do that, so no, she couldn't give me more time. Bitch. And then she started saying, "Well, for next time, you just do ctrl-alt-delete and then, uh, what is it? Uh, I think it's End Task, uh..." At which point I wanted to smack her because I knew how to restart the stupid computer and you actually have to go to "logoff" first because it's a networked computer...

::sigh:: I hate computer incompetents who think they know everything.

So, I finally got the computer, tried to open my mail and what happens? It won't let me access my AOL mail OR my YAHOO mail. Stupid computer. And did I mention that I HATE Netscape with a passion? I think everyone should use Internet Explorer. It's MUCH better. IE doesn't completely IGNORE my HTML codes like Netscape does. -_-

Grrr... I think I'm working myself up here.

So I have to go now 'cause my time's up. Bastards.
osaraba: (Default)
...'cause my wisdom teeth are cutting again. Hidoi. And I guess I couldn't resist complaining here in my 'journal. Hey, I do it everywhere else, I might as well do it in my 'journal too!

Tonikaku... Louie! I want you to come to Otakon with me & Angelica & Liz! You'd better go about convincing your parents! Can you just imagine how much fun it would be?! LOL. Angelica told me that she spent the train ride home convincing you to come to Otakon with us. ^_~

To those who don't know (and who probably couldn't care less)... Yesterday we were supposed to meet some people from the WK-Yaoi ML to go on an anime shopping trip of NYC. Well, only one -- that's right, count 'em ONE -- person showed up! The other four of us were me, Liz, Angelica & Louie. And we all know each other, so that was nothing special. (You guys know what I mean.) So, that was kinda disappointing -- I wanted to meet other WK/YAOI-crazed fangirls. I even made a sign, which I promptly gave to Louie. ("WK-YAOI Anime Shopping Trip" -- Which looked GREAT on her, btw!) We had a great time, even if it wasn't as big -- or diverse -- a group as I'd anticipated.

But the point of this was that... in Chinatown, in one of the comic/anime stores I said "Midori desu, ne?" to Angelica in reference to the Nataku Gundam model I was looking at. And someone who worked there said "Your Jap-English is..." and I said "What? Bad?" I wasn't mad or anything -- I just really wanted to know what he thought, but he just shook his head and made these motions to forget about it. But it's been annoying me all day today! At times when I wasn't thinking about anything in particular, it just popped back in and I got all pissed off! I want to know what he was going to say! Even if he was going to say something like "Your Jap-English sucks and you should never speak it again!" Or "Your Jap-English is immensely insulting!"

Kyaaa! It's so frustrating! I've decided that knowing is better than forever wondering.


Okay, well, that's it. I'm all written out. There's nothing interesting to say... ::sigh:: I guess I'll go to bed now. In which case...

Oyasumi nasai!

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