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about me

name: n/a
aliases: kit, kits, kit kat, the smart girl, foxay, an chin
age: 17
location: socal, usa
hobbies: anime, manga, reading, writing, doodling, video games, french horn
likes: all of the above, being lazy, mushrooms, cheese, animals, laughing loudly in public
dislikes: nuts, stinging/biting insects, religious fanatics, violence, olives
contact: coloredink@mailcity add .com

wishlist

playstation 2
car
summer job
a good night's sleep
money
stress-free life
trigun dvd box set

realistic wishlist

dayworld by philip josé farmer
kabuki by david mack
moxy fruvous live noise
hellsing dvd box set

long-term obsessions

anime/manga
yaoi/shounenai
clamp
music
animals
life and living
video games

current obsession(s)

school
college

currently reading

nothing new

currently playing

ffx
devil may cry

currently watching

hana yori dango (20)
utena (23)
gto tv (27)
ccs tv (19?)
mirage of blaze (6)
witch hunter robin (17)
kogepan (10)
weiß kreuz gluhen (5)
naruto (17)
houshin engi (21)
wolf's rain (5)
boogiepop phantom (6)
i my me strawberry eggs (6)
Tuesday, February 11, 2003 [link]
07:31 p.m.
listening to: "Stones" - Ultima


I don't know if my name's forgettable or what, but I seem to have this thing for being left off of lists. Last year, I was left off the "alternates" for AP Government. This year, I was left off the list for YiG pollworking. I thought it was strange, since I have prior experience and everything, but apparently it was a mistake. Good thing I eat lunch in that room anyway, or I might never have known. ^^

Other than that, nothing new. I'm boring, really. Shoo.





Tuesday, February 11, 2003 [link]
06:38 a.m.
listening to: the rain


So. I love rain. Just not in my house.

We've always had this leaking problem. My dad's gotten the roof fixed repeatedly, but still, our ceiling leaks. Always in the same place, too. Actually, this time, we had several leaks, all in the same approximate location. Dad poked a hole in the plaster to let the water through (since it's coming through anyway, and we would rather have the leak in one or two places so we can catch it). We're using that plastic tub I picked up for cheap downtown (I knew it would come in handy!) and a pot. There's already an inch of water in the pot.

Okay, now I'm using two pots. Dad says the tub isn't deep enough.

What worries me is whether or not this rain is the kind that's going to continue on for days. Dad's taking classes in Covina, so he's gone for most of the day. Who's going to watch the pots in case they get too full? . . . well, they shouldn't be full by the time I get back to school.

**sigh** I'm glad we're getting rid of this house.

In other news, my alarm clock got messed up and set the time (not the alarm, the time) an hour ahead. I ended up calling Rachel at 6:00 AM, which she was not happy about. ^_^;; Oh well. She'd better be ready on time now.





Monday, February 10, 2003 [link]
07:37 p.m.
listening to: "The Origin of Love" - Hedwig and the Angry Inch


So, today, I got a letter from Willamette. And I opened it, thinking, "Oh, they're probably bugging me about my midyear report."

I saw dollar signs and numbers when the paper fell out. I discovered that it was not, as I had thought, a letter bugging me about my midyear report. It was, in fact, two letters. One told me how much money Willamette (and the government) was giving me to go to school there. The other letter held the estimated cost of going to school there. The number they were giving me was actually slightly larger than the number I was estimated to spend, by about a hundred dollars.

I am speechless with shock. It's only an estimated award, I shouldn't be too happy, but still, I feel so incredibly relieved that I want to cry. Money's been such a great obstacle for me in terms of going to college, and I feel like all my worries are starting to dissolve.





Sunday, February 9, 2003 [link]
10:03 p.m.
listening to: big honkin' playlist


Rehearsal today was actually. . . fun! Well, I mean, rehearsal's always fun, but today it was more fun than usual. There was, like, actual laughing and stuff. Mostly because, um, apparently the string players really hate Bach's Fugue in G Minor (The Little), but the wind players love it. So midway through rehearsal, there was this suddenly little burst of, "AUUUGH, NOT THAT SONG!" and "OOOO, IT'S THAT SONG! YAY!"

In other news, I finished watching Boogiepop Phantom today. AUUUUGH MY BRAIN MELTED! More on that later, if I ever stop being lazy enough to write up my (somewhat confused) thoughts on Boogiepop Phantom.





Sunday, February 9, 2003 [link]
01:26 p.m.
listening to: "Ode to Joy" - Beethoven


Nick fixed my burner! Hallelujah! He is the Jesus of computer hardware, for lo, he laid his hands upon the Que, and she lived.

She burns so quietly now. It scares me.





Saturday, February 8, 2003 [link]
08:28 p.m.
listening to: "Magic" - Ben Folds Five


On the surface, it's a weird, wrong question. But read the comments! It goes so much deeper than that. . . . okay, so that was a bad pun.





Saturday, February 8, 2003 [link]
03:35 p.m.
listening to: "Seisouso" - Cirque du Soleil


I would like to take a moment to plug Will. He is a very talented and insightful young man who dabbles in lots of things, including writing, graphics, music, web design, and programming. I'd say that I want to have his babies, but we're friends, so that'd be awkward.

However, I will say that I [HEART] Will, for he is very mature, thoughtful, and wise. And he doesn't even seem to know it.





Saturday, February 8, 2003 [link]
12:42 p.m.
listenig to; "Down in the River to Pray" - O Brother, Where Art Thou? soundtrack


I just broke my burner.

And when I say broke, I mean literally broke. I was burning some of my movies to CD when the timer went off, signalling the soup was done. I got to turn off the soup, forgetting that the disk tray was still out, and kicked it. And it broke. It's not snapped cleanly off, but bent out at a crazy angle so that it can't go out or in.

I am such a fucking retard. I'm never going to forgive myself.





Friday, February 7, 2003 [link]
10:38 p.m.
listening to: "Haunted" - Poe


Tokyopop is translating FAKE. And this isn't the only gay manga they're translating, either, although some of the other titles aren't as gay as FAKE.

Gay manga. Who'da thunk it?

I'm really behind, though, because they're also translating something called Demon Diary (I suspect that's not what it's called in Japanese) that is, I hear, shounen-ai. And Gravitation. You can't get much more gay than Gravitation.

I'm not at all sure how I feel about this. It doesn't really affect me, because as a whole I just. . . don't really like translated manga. It's overpriced and the quality tends to be kinda bad. But at the same time, I am full of glee. Translated gay manga. Whooee! What's not to be gleeful about? But then there are the parents up in arms. And the legions of idiots. Once something's translated, the fandom explodes and the number of idiots explodes, too. This is probably more true for something that's shown on public TV rather than translated manga (see: Gundam Wing), but I think there's still some validity to it. Not that they're going to show FAKE on public TV anytime soon, I think.

Oh well. I'll just be over here trying to translate my obscure Japanese manga. They're not going to translate any Riyu Yamakami stuff anytime soon, I'm thinking. But then, I could be wrong. They're translating some amazing stuff these days.





Friday, February 7, 2003 [link]
02:41 p.m.
listening to: "ELM" - Yoko Kanno


Jesus Christ, my hands are freezing.

Some pet peeves of mine include freezing cold sheets. I really hate crawling into cold sheets at night. They warm up nicely, but ugh. I also hate crawling into cold clothes in the morning. Gaaaaah. My jeans feel like ice in the morning.

Okay, okay, I know, those of you in the Midwest and on the East Coast are just laughing your asses off at me. Either that or pointing and sneering. Or, possibly, coming after me with pitchforks.

I have a tendency to kick my blankets off in the middle of the night, or some of them (when it's really cold, I sleep with three blankets). I used to do this when I was younger, and I stopped a few years ago, and then a few months ago it came back. No idea why. But it's feckin' irritating. I wake up a few minutes before my alarm goes off, pull the blankets back on, and then just when I get warm again the alarm goes off. >_< Body, I just don't understand you. Why do you kick off the things that keep you warm?

Also, I have been whining about the lack of Your Wings Are Mine lately. In private, mind you, not to Aoi; I know she's plenty busy and has a life. And so, lo and behold, my angry gnashing of teeth was answered, and YWAM was updated! With a paltry eleven pages, but still! An update! . . . an update which broke my heart. Be careful what you wish for, indeed. **cries**





Tuesday, February 4, 2003 [link]
03:48 p.m.
listening to: "Fragile" - Sting


I am now using a 15" LCD screen as opposed to my 19" monitor. It's so. . . puny.

I'm not at all sure how I feel about this.





Sunday, February 2, 2003 [link]
03:22 p.m.
listening to: "Proud to be Canadian" - Arrogant Worms


I'm wondering if I plugged Acts of Gord before. I think I have. But just in case, I'm plugging it again. It's just that funny.





Sunday, February 2, 2003 [link]
12:32 p.m.
listening to: "Mercy Street" - Peter Gabriel


Just watched more KareKano again. Once again, that show has the ability to turn me into a complete girl. Aiyah.

Kelsey: Yes, Crispin Freeman has a mad sexy voice, although I think I personally prefer George Nakata as Alucard. I'm surprised they cast him as Rociel. I always thought Rociel would have a more androgynous voice.

Gen probably gets the honor of being Crispin Freeman's Greatest Fan, though.

I'm sick. This sucks. I hate being sick, especially during a three-day weekend where I actually have nothing to do. I suppose I should see myself as being fortunate in not getting sick during finals, but rar. Dad's making me miss rehearsal today. >_<





Sunday, February 2, 2003 [link]
12:01 a.m.
listening to: "Mercy Street" - Peter Gabriel


A bit of anime babble, and then bed for me.

Watched the first four episodes of I My Me Strawberry Eggs today. I wish I knew what the title meant. It seems purely nonsensical. Rachel watched a bit of it at AnimExpo and couldn't stop babbling about it, so I finally decided to rent it. It's an excellent show. It's a bit like GTO in the unorthodox teacher transforms students kind of way, and yet completely different. I My Me Strawberry Eggs is about a young man who needs a job to pay the rent. He's got a teaching certificate for physical education, but he can't get a job at the local junior high because they only hire women. Men, supposedly, are savage barbarians. So, of course, the protagonist disguises himself as a woman and manages to get a job in order to prove that men have a nurturing side. I have to admit, he does a smashing job. He's not a complete pervert, he's very compassionate, and he actually manages to instill a sense of responsibility and care in the kids he teaches. His landlord is also the coolest little old lady in the world. She's looks about two feet tall, is a dead hit with a revolver, drives a motorcycle, does her own welding, and. . . yeah. She kicks ass.

The one thing that surprised me most about the DVD was the subtitles. They actually retained quite a few Japanese words, such as "kyoshi," "Oka-san," and "buruma." It was cool, but I'm not sure how I feel about it. On the one hand, people that watch something like I My Me Strawberry Eggs in Japanese with the subtitles on is likely to know what words like "kyoshi" and "buruma" mean, and they'll certainly know what "Oka-san" means. But on the other hand, people who don't know what these words mean might be a little confused, although the definitions usually clear themselves up fairly quickly. And until then, they can always feel free to watch it dubbed. I didn't watch it dubbed myself, although I'm tempted to, because Crispin Freeman is the protagonist's voice actor.

Crispin Freeman is apparently very devoted to anime, by the way. While watching the credits, his name showed up in several places, and not just the cast. In fact, it showed up under "script" and something else I can't remember.

Once in a while I skim over the Anime News Network in a vain attempt to keep up with the anime world. While doing that just now, I discovered that Trigun is going to be shown on Cartoon Network. Adult Swim, of course. I'm not at all sure how I feel about this.





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shameless plugs

blue tumbleweeds
casm
colored ink
hogwarts post rpg
role-play network
the book
my side7 gallery
notus bebhinn

friends

book of genism
hanaeda's corner
lost intent
shike.org
snag studios
pirates' alley
ex-technomancy productions
willf.org
yaoiville

non-friends

bishonenink
casualvillain.com
crimson tears
firecat fanfics
hanashika.com
impossible
kitsch
mooncalf
oki doki
rabi's headquarters
scribbled spaghetti
sekai seifuku
the void
tourniquet
twoflowerian fiction

comics

sinfest
boy meets boy
the boondocks
foxtrot
for better or for worse
something positive
life of an rp character
bruno
unicorn jelly
arcana
saturnalia
pixelface
megatokyo
penny arcade
faux pas
jack
suburban jungle
mac hall
my life in blue
kagerou [mirror]
return to sender
bite me
strings of fate
your wings are mine (Y)
sexy losers
spellshocked
sabrina
electric sheep

other cool sites

anime news network
anipike
dictionary.com
explodingdog
elfwood
epilogue
gamefaqs
kekkai.org
orisinal
otakuworld
side7
themeworld
the onion
toriyama world
yerf
zany video game quotes
livejournal
google



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