Sing along with me. ^^ There were fewer spikes and more dull throbbing and dizziness.
I am actually listening to NPR. Dude, I feel all grown up. All the things I planned to do, I'm actually doing. Very very slowly, granted, but I think it is dawning on me that I am in my twenties and there is no possible way I can sidestep it.
Anyway, they're talking about specialty small boat cruises, that can go to more ports and have fewer, um, giant auditoriums and dancing girls? (I bet it's a rockier ride.) Then Touma popped out when they mentioned the nude cruises.
They're talking about the munchkin cruise. Speaking of Frank Baum...
Ozzie Smith will be inducted into the Baseball Hall of Fame. All hail the Wizard of Oz!
Fuck I dig the cinematography on Digimon Tamers. The first time I saw it I shrieked. I couldn't get over it after. Utterly simple.
the beautiful early evening trees, two boys going home, talking to their digimon, asking them if they trust them
and their laughter floats up into the leaves
*click*
a cigarette lighter so close you can see the holes around the wick
Split between Mon Colle Knights and Yu-Gi-Oh!
rowr, MCK does the best dark lipstick bishounen. wings! huge velvet wings and blond hair! sexcellent.
as for Yugi... I love Joey. ^^
Touma: I think it's my scintillating New Yawk accent as Rowen.
Seiji: *sweatdrop* You're weird.
Seto Kaiba: (to Joey) Bad dog! Don't contradict your master! Sit at your master's feet where you belong.
I want screencaps! *bongo drums* I want screencaps!
Contains the following:
Henry blushing
Henry in the bath
Henry drinking straight out of the carton
view of family room from the balcony
Henry rides his bike in his jammies and a blue denim? jacket
his shades are too big for his face, hee
complete cardslash sequence
complete digivolution to champion sequence (with the dumb sample from last year's theme toned down)
dude leaps out of his car and hugs a guy on his motorcycle as Takato speeds past
proximity evidence - Henry alone in the schoolyard
Jeri's friend is called Nikki
Yamaki calls Tally by her name
height differentials of all the younger Tamers
really awesome closeups of Henry
VIP: this is the episode where Henry decides that if there is no other choice, he will fight. Gargomon also uploads data.
"Henry, help meee!" LOL. so uke, Takato. Jeri would probably end up in charge.
7:26 AM Õ_o Well at least I'm not related to him.
Henry: You just like to rob the cradle, don't you.
Why are you wasting your time here? You could be having sex with . . .
5:09 PM My baby makes everything better. oi, and then they play the song ^__^
Am sick and bitchy... RP tonight is chancy, I am determined to beat this but it's gained a foothold in my sinuses, my throat, and seeping down the bronchi. Sorry guys.
prebunny -
Touma had told him he'd never thought about air before Tenku. Sure he knew everything there was to know about the atmosphere and weather patterns and the then-silent stars. The armor gave form to what was formlessness. One morning, getting up for his morning katas, the blue haired boy had been as startled as Seiji when he'd grabbed him before he could get out of bed.
"Put your slippers on," Touma had mumbled, after a moment. "The air down there's from the window, and it's cold." Seiji could imagine the roiling waves of hot and cold, like colored smoke and the gunpowder clouds of fireworks.
It wasn't like the light which Seiji commanded. Light by its very nature was obvious to the naked eye. The others always seemed impressed that he could see farther and know more, but Seiji was quietly awed by Touma's ability to see, and taste, and feel the invisible.
Not that he had much control over it. Even Nasuti chided Touma over his lack of control. Tenku took over operations more often than Touma; it made the tumultous Kikoutei look like a trained dog under Ryo's command. "It's like Shin sensing everything," Touma had explained. He liked to explain himself. "But water's a part of him. It's his blood and birthright. Me, I'll always have air in my lungs, and it's gonna be on the move whatever I do. It constantly returns to the sky and the sky returns to me. All I can do is control my breathing."
At which Shuu said it was a good thing Tenku liked him. And it seemed to. The longer they bore armor, the closer Tenku grew to its master. Whenever Seiji returned from his evening drives, he could tell if Touma was up and how he was feeling by the cloud types hanging over the mansion. Horizon to horizon was Touma's mood ring.
Today it was an ominous dark yellow, the air stifling and breezeless. Shin and Ryo had looked at each other. "Storm at sea," Shin said, and mountain-bred Ryo had grimaced.
And Touma, like the air around him, lay very very still.
Tou-chan, there's one problem with that? ten billion people have put you or Seiji in the sickbed for the easy angst shot? there's even a dj.
Touma: *suspicious* There are only six billion people in the world.
\ -_-* /
Like the wind was going to blow his spirit from his bones. Seiji tried not to weep bitterly. Now he understood the look on Ojii-sama's face, the trembling strength of Okaa-sama's hand.
~~~
Digimon Tamers pre-bunny
The sun had sunk below the rooftop of the Makino compound before Henry realized what was going on.
Ryo was avoiding him.
"There you are! I've been looking all over for you."
"Are you... okay?"
"Of course I'm okay! I'm here with you, aren't I?"
It was less a kiss than a glancing blow. Abruptly Henry flashed back to the first time; he'd been so blinded by the anticipation, he hadn't noticed how quickly it had ended.
Ryo about swallowed his own tongue when Henry grabbed his jacket lapel and kissed him again.
"Because you were fighting so long."
Ryo looked down into light grey eyes, made hazel by the dying sun. He understood. Ryo didn't -- couldn't -- bear to tell him just how tainted he was, how synched to Cyberdramon's twin heartbeats. Yet there it was, shining in his eyes. Ryo thought it might be acceptance.
Thursday, July 18, 2002
5:54 PM likes cars... as long as someone else is driving
The Powerpuff Girls needed a regular five act sequence. It did not. All flash and no splash, and much too short. More Mojojojo was needed! More individual girl story was needed! The professor's story was abandoned before it started.
But see it anyway. Support CN.
I looooooovvvve previews. Next Disney down the pipe? Treasure Planet. OHhhhhHHH, it looks good. The boy is also quite nums.
Harry Potter. Yyyyyyesss.
Also saw the posters for the last Next Gen movie *sniff*. RRrrrrr, Next Gen!!!
And Two Towers. I am NOT looking at any of the previews, damn it. Have I ever told anyone that it was one of my dreams to produce the books into movies, completely adhering to the plot? Glad I didn't, Peter Jackson had his work cut out for him, and did quite well given the enormous fan pressure. But oh... oh. Seeing the two dark monolithic towers on the poster sent chills down my spine. There it is! It's my movie! ^_^
Tuck Everlasting?!! They... they made that into a movie?! Oh, so easy to screw that up. Pick up the original by Natalie Babbitt, remains one of my formative and favorite books.
Tatara-san of the Sage Page:
Pioneer's just stated that Hellsing Vol. 1 will not come with a blood bag as originally announced. Sigh.
Even through there's no actual bag of fake blood attached to the art box, that's no excuse not to invest. Honestly, Hellsing's one of the slickest animation's you'll find. A cross between Trigun and Vampire Hunter D with a healthy dose of Resident Evil thrown in, anyone with even a remote interest in shounen, atmospheric, crime, or horror animation needs to give Hellsing a go. If Vash and Hunter D got together in some unholy yaoi action, Arucard would be their demonic bastard hellspawn. Wait? Arucard? Isn't it Alucard? I don't know. Hellsing HQ has a primer.
Koma would like to officially state that Alucard is much more attractive than any mortal or immortal he's ever known, and those two can't hold a candle to him. ^^
Have picked out a tartan pattern for Arislan's kilt. Too tired to work on it.
12:12 PM
RfP splash possibilities.... brain storm.
Ushikai's bunny below
mess with the four b&w or color boys from the four series
Ryo from Silver Hammer
the falling bird satin stich
samurai from block painting
the red rai repeating pattern
my old white satin pattern
12:04 PM Hoppy Birthday Dear Wiggle, Hoppy Birthday to Youuu!
I need a beta reader for the Digimon Ryo/Jenrya arc. I'm going to rethink my characterization of Ryo in a big way, and it'll send ripples down the timeline.
School over!
Real life begin!
Tired. I've been working on some website art touches, so that's fun.
watching/being in Batman movies
Woman 1 saying something about Robin
Nightwing is cuter, so we knew she was one, she was too loud
my cousin finishing lines in the movie
I simultaneously said something about it, along with his friend, and we laughed
Meryl Streep (in character) in the spa with older English matrons, "Want to prove that spas are good for (you / the soul), bathing, seductive, maybe she was Woman 1
singing with the English matrons - I don't remember the song
Woman 1 was a tart
the party, gods I can see the layout
the bathroom attendant is Man 1... very elegant bathroom like everythng else
I don't remember how we dispatched him but it was easy and very clever... banished?
oh! this kid who was a splitting image of Lil Bow Wow trailing... this rapper named Donovan? something near those sounds, and at one point he told me to go tell him he had a ring, not like a metal ring, and I was confused for a bit...
the kid had a mischievous smile on his face, and it turned out they were taping MTV live but I went in and told the rapper and he was like, aw man, and went to the receptionist desk
I remember telling the kid, well, so much for none of my friends knowing where I am
maybe there wasn't a call but we traced back to the black lady who told us and we realized the receptionist was really Woman 1
missing scenes... a party? many more people
Woman 1 re-emerged but we shot an arrow through her; climactic, as she marshalled forces against us?
restart
rebel factions? radio? not sure
got all the way to shooting Woman 1 again... we found her cat toys under a reception desk
I took the cat toy apart. "Can I borrow a needle?" my mom sewing something with others... huge, huge darning needle and I stabbed the toy before unfolding it into cloth
for some reason Squall Leonhart was around to shoot the arrow this time, and I watched him stick this ugly barb into the cloth, or maybe it was me
dunno if the arrow got her, but I was away from the main area when Man 2 and Woman 2 (redhead, big curls) and Woman 1 appeared... and Man 1 murdered her, right in front of me, in some arcane way
one resistance attempt was going well, till the girl (blond? she was around the whole time, yet hadn't been) banged her head against the glass to get out and got a perfect circle open but the shot pulled back and it was just outer space... this alien? guy on a ship laughed and laughed and explained that her body had imploded
Man 2 could not be killed. he was hideously slick, a magician. charismatic, everyone gathered round even though we knew he was going to kill us all
Woman 2 protested that they were all digital tricks... like digimon? but he was not deterred
we couldn't use the information anyway. he sat down and we crowded close and we threw a lighter at them and they burst into flame and they were almost beautiful hard boiled eggs (literally) before the man snapped his fingers and "remembered" he could fix it. and did
we found Man 1's voice on the cell phone, elicited former (dead?) enemy for help
my mom was helping... she was all emotional, but she showed me this check which was very important, and I had to go to the new bathroom attendant (a random woman now) to get some stamps
I got the right change but the bitch of an attendant couldn't find the stamps and we're running out of time, and we finally decided that this larger stamp for foreign mail would be fine since the computer looks at them, not people... stupid attendant
we went to a nook next to the people waiting in line to pay homage and my mother who can never keep secrets well was trying to explain how to retrieve Man 1... showed me a map, I was going to drive.
it is more than addictive to tinker with the LJ and watch the hourly tickertape of friends and not-friends just people whose lives and tales you want to poke into find out about breathe in and just bask in the beautiful braided words in people's lives, of ordinary people becoming bards, passing on the songs and making a river of new tales, the junk cathedrals of fandom dowdy but by gods they reach for the clouds, and the friends list will keep its two-degree separation from the arteries of fandom even if I don't watch it, and all the personal stuff that comes along with it and I want to help them cajole them because words are my gift and my mother was *right*, there's a reason I didn't break it off with them completely, she knows without having the words to tell me like a sane person but that's beside the point, she's right that I want to *help*, I want to be the knight, not because I particularly feel pity or anger but because I want to be the protector, I want to look at other people and tell myself see, it's not as bad as -that-, I can be condescending and gently push them on the right path while my life falls apart goddamnit WHY can't I stay awake for longer than a few days, if it wasn't the laptop it would be something else, I was made for story, I married myself to it and now Jesus I want a trial separation or something I can't breathe like this, I can't starve myself and feed the words, I can't do that anymore, what kind of a friend would I be then and and I have to remember. I have to remember that with yin comes yang, with dark comes light, and I nearly burned myself alive feeding those fires. I was the line between imagination and reality and I understood it but like a greedy flower I turned to what was beautiful, I turned to the neat endings and the poreless skin of narrative and that was all right when I was a child. It was all right then. But now I look at the dates of birth and my contemporaries who've all but left me behind and I realize, I am such a CHILD, overripe fruit, I spent all my childhood being ahead, racing where the wind had yet to blow and now I am older and there's no wind for my sails. And I will go on, damn it, relentlessly myself, because I love being me, no matter how painful, fey, that's the first word I fell in love with, as Eowyn saw on Aragorn's face, as what was on her face in the twilight battlefield, and I don't mean cute little bright lights and white shining robes, I mean riding with the hosts of the dead, I mean chanting death with one voice, not because there is something so romantic about it, but because if I die being myself it will be with a smile on my face. I love my life too much to correct it. And damn it, there is more, I am spoiling the child, d'you hear, I have to many things to -do- to take care of the body that has all these things to do and so maybe if I eat this apple everything will be better.
I want to be afraid of death again. When I lost that, I lost a greater part of myself. I can almost remember the day it occurred to me that I wasn't.
I was born fire out of water, and to water I will always return. I must. Or it happens again. If I lived forever I could keep wasting these chances, but I don't. Even then, the greater part of me doesn't want to make it better, doesn't want to care. I have let myself run wild and now the summer sun will cook me out of the shade. I don't care. I have already pre-paid the consequences in my own head. The distant future is so easy. The past is fairly simple too. Pain? What's that. It's gone before you know it. But the present, the eternal now... I wasn't made for it. I don't know how, not really. My mind's always someplace else.
I am having severe fandom envy. I hate that. I have no time for this, damn it! Yet... yet... I gaze wistfully at the huge multi-page communities and WANT.
You're PRIDE! You like yourself, and you aren't afraid to show it. You don't like to admit when you're wrong, and you think you're better than most. You're represented by the color violet.
And another one for Yohji. (I object to the purpleness of this.)
You're the smallest, but yet the greatest, of them all, the hobbit. Be proud and remember all your meals!
Take the "How much of a hobbit am I?" test @ adorial.net
I wish normal = Man. But nooo... so you better rig it if you want a hot pic.
Tonight was just great, she taught us the sign for peace
Now she's made us some popcorn, we've turned out the lights and we're watching movies
I don't understand and she tries to explain
How a spaceship is riding through somebody's brain
And there's blood and guts and...
She's the best one that we've ever had
She sits on her hair and she's tall as my dad
And she tie-dyed my shirt and she pierced her own ear
And it's peace, man, cool, yeah, the babysitter's here...
Her boyfriend is Tom, but we call him the king of romance
He wears an American flag on the butt of his ripped-up pants
And will they get married with kids of their own?
He says, "Not if she's going to college we won't,"
And he kisses her, oh...
Someday I'll have a boyfriend just like that...
She's the best one that we've ever had
She sits on her hair and she's tall as my dad
And she got mad at dinner when Tom drank a beer
But peace, man, cool, hey, the babysitter's here...
And we all went to see her go dance at the high school
We made her a big card
And she told us that she'd be the unicorn wearing the pink leotard
And there she was, leaping up just like she said
With a sparkling horn coming out of her head
And she's oh... oh...
I can't wait to give her the card, I can't wait to give her the card!
She's the best one...
Okay, so, the play was called "The Unicorn", and she was the unicorn, so that means that the star was... my babysitter.
But it's Saturday night, I can't sleep
And we're watching the news
She says "Do me a favor, don't go with a guy who would make you choose," and
I don't understand and she tries to explain
And all that mascara runs down in her pain
'Cause she's leaving me...
You're the best one that we ever had
You sit on your hair, and you're tall as my dad
And I'll make you a picture for college next year
So hush now, peace, man, the babysitter's here.
The best babysitter's here.
One of these days I'll go through my bloggie and cut and paste all the tests into one huge scary quizzie page. And you would never be able to stop taking them.
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