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about me

name: n/a
aliases: kit, kitsuki de kage (don't ask), hey you, the smart girl, foxay, kitkat, kittykat
location: southern california
contact: coloredink@mailcity.com you have to add the .com
age: 17
hobbies: anime, manga, drawing, reading, writing, video games, French horn
likes: all of the above, being lazy, laughing loudly in public, animals, mushrooms
dislikes: bugs and insects (especially the stinging kind), ignorant people, religious fanatics who attempt to convert everyone in sight, violence, olives



wishlist

playstation 2
20-30 gig hard drive
car
summer job
a good night's sleep
money
stress-free life



realistic wishlist

dip pen + ink
dayworld by philip josé farmer
kabuki by david mack
over the rhine cd
moxy fruvous cd



long-term obsessions

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



current obsession(s)

school (**cries**)
ffx


currently reading

gohou drug by clamp



currently playing

ff6
ffx
galerians (sieangame)
star ocean 2: the second story



currently watching

hana yori dango (16)
gravitation oav (1)
fruits basket (17)
ayashi no ceres (11)
utena (15)
rayearth (8)
gto tv (4)
ccs tv (8)
blaze of mirage (3)
star ocean ex (8)


Monday, June 24, 2002 [link]
08:20 p.m.
listening to: "Where Have All the Flowers Gone" - Peter, Paul and Mary


I watched a little bit of The Crow today. I really have no words for it, since I only watched a forty-minute chunk from the middle. I stopped because I decided that a movie like that needs to be watched all the way through, and maybe with friends.

I also watched episode 16 of Utena today. I think having all this anime on CD just makes me less inclined to watch it, since it's there to be watched any time. ^^;; In any case, episode 16 has to be one of the strangest things I've ever seen, in any series. It makes a lot more sense, though, when you regard it as more of a fable than anything else. Which it is, in a way, but that's another story for another time.

The episode did, however, make me remember a song from my younger days: Dona Dona (or, alternately, Donna Donna). I have no idea who the artist is, and upon researching, found that it appears to actually be a Yiddish song, I think composed for the Holocaust. Wow. I've been looking for the mp3 now for several hours, with no luck. If anyone can locate or give me the mp3, I'd be eternally grateful.

The lyrics, in case anyone's interested (ganked from this site):

On a wagon bound for market
There's a calf with a mournful eye
High above him there's a swallow
Winging swiftly through the sky

How the winds are laughing,
They laugh with all their might
Laugh and laugh the whole day through
And half the summer's night
Dona dona dona dona
Dona dona dona do
Dona dona dona dona
Dona dona dona do


"Stop complaining" said the farmer
"Who told you a calf to be
Why don't you have wings to fly with
like the swallow, so proud and free?"

Chorus

Calves are easily bound and slaughtered
Never know the reason why
But whoever treasures freedom
Like the swallow, has learned to fly

Chorus





Monday, June 24, 2002 [link]
02:15 p.m.
listening to: "Reunion" - Steven Cravis


Look, Gen! Someone agrees! This brings me glee. I was beginning to think that there were maybe five people left in the world who don't think that being anonymous gives him/her the right to be a dickwad.

This song makes me feel sad and want to cry for no discernible reason. This means, of course, that it is a good song and Steven Cravis does good music.

And now for some much overdue social blogging. Ugh. I probably need to catch up on my email, too. >_<

Amber: Congratulations! **huggles**

**hurts herself laughing at this** Thanks, Eggie! **wipes tears from eyes** Oh, that's great.

Jas: Thanks for the bit about the cherry tree. I feel really dumb for not realizing that on my own.

Anyway, I had a really strange dream last night. I think I was in some kind of video game or something, and an event happened that turned everything. . . inside-out. Everything was the opposite of how it was supposed to be. We lived in water instead of air. Things that used to be solid turned amorphous, shapeless, intangible. Things that used to be intangible and shapeless became solid. So, for instance, people were turned into. . . nothing. Well, not nothing, they were still there, you just couldn't see them. Things like ideas turned heavy and solid like rocks and sank to the bottom of whatever watery world we were in. Weird.





Sunday, June 23, 2002 [link]
11:32 p.m.
listening to: "Through the Kaleidoscope" - Steven Cravis


Steven Cravis does really good music.

Believe it or not, we have been playing and watching Star Ocean concurrently. "We" being my cousin Siean and I. Well, Siean has been doing most of the playing, and I've been doing most of the renting. We've watched the first eight episodes of Star Ocean EX and played Star Ocean 2: The Second Story up 'till the end of the Tournament of Arms. Blah blah blah blah spoilers.

Well, we both agree that the anime is superior to the game, which I guess isn't a big surprise to veteran gamers/anime fans. Most of it is because the game is, well, very tedious in places, especially in the beginning when everything seems to consist of random encounters followed by long periods of dialogue. Now it's becoming rather more interesting, but the battle engine is still clumsy as hell. I don't know how Siean puts up with it; I played the first hour or so and really, really couldn't stand it. But maybe it's just a matter of preference, since I'm one of the four people in the world who liked the Xenogears battle engine.

Anyway, the anime has more characterization, which probably helps a lot. I love Ashton so much it's not even funny. He's adorable. And Dias is a manly man, which is a big plus. Celine is hysterical. I feel very eh towards Claude and Rena, which does not come as a surprise to me; I often feel lukewarm towards main characters and adore the supporting cast. ^^ Siean and I spent a lot of time during the anime pointing at the screen and commenting that we'd like that to be in the game. Prime examples are Ray (which is oh-so-powerful in the anime but pretty weak in the game) and Ashton when he's possessed by the dragons (which I think we may acquire later on, but Siean seems doubtful).

Have I mentioned I love Ashton? I love Ashton. By the way, I love Ashton. I [HEART] Ashton.

Precis has the most annoying voice I've ever heard in a video game character. Not that I've been exposed to many voice-dubbed games, or maybe I've just been spoiled by the excellent voice acting in FFX. Actually, never mind, all of SO2:TSS has some of the worst dialogue I've ever seen, and some of the voice acting makes me cringe. Although, I must admit, it's pretty hysterical to see Claude facing weak enemies and saying, "Oh, it's just them!" Siean and I fell out of our seats laughing at that.

Anyway, I burned made backups of SO2: TSS, so hopefully I'll have something to occupy my time between sporadic bursts of FFX. The backups are, unfortunately, inferior to the retail version we rented, but you get what you pay for. So, uh, yeah.


I feel the need to explain the "manly man" in-joke or whatever the hell I should call it. It's something I originally came up with and shared with Rachel, and now we both use it. It began with Karsh from Chrono Cross, whom I dubbed the "manly man" for. . . no particular reason, I think. Then later I gave it a definition, based off Karsh: a man who's pretty (preferably with long hair), but muscular and buff. Karsh probably has all those muscles from lobbing around his huge battleaxes like breadknives. Anyway, so, that's the "manly man" story. Dias is a manly man. Sephiroth is a manly man, too. This is opposed to girly men such as Kuja and Seymour.

Yes, we're lame. Hush.





Saturday, June 22, 2002 [link]
04:47 p.m.
listening to: nothing


While I was on my bike today, I was chased by a dog and bitten! Don't I have wonderful adventures? Life in Happy Suburbia is oh-so-exciting.





Saturday, June 22, 2002 [link]
02:24 p.m.
listening to: nothing


ADDICTION.

Nothing of great import happening lately. I've basically just been wasting my time playing Flash games, reading manga, and being generally unproductive. I think I need a life.





Thursday, June 20, 2002 [link]
12:29 p.m.
listening to: nothing


There's a peach tree growing in our backyard. I think someone threw a peach pit back there and it grew. For some reason, I find this unaccountably hilarious. Probably because my aunt actually tried planting a cherry tree, but it's never given us cherries. But I like peaches, so it's okay.

My dad and I discovered that there's a family of cats living under our house. My dad wants to get rid of them. I think they're cute.





Thursday, June 20, 2002 [link]
12:11 p.m.
listening to: "For Fruits Basket" (instrumental)


I keep forgetting to put the little linkie things in the URL box. My bad.

Today's the last day of school. It didn't really feel like the last day. Yesterday was the last day for me, because all I did today was give an oral presentation on T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land, which is quite possibly one of the hardest things I've ever read. It made my head go kaplody. I had to find a synopsis of it before I could even begin to understand it. I think my presentation was pretty cool, though. I gave people chocolate and money to explain datta. damyata. damyadhvam. And I had a box. With dirt in it. And flower seeds.

English class is all about BS.

I guess I should say that it's not really an ending. It's more like a beginning. Woo, look, I'm deep today!

I have to play graduation. I don't wanna.





Wednesday, June 19, 2002 [link]
05:07 p.m.
listening to: "Call Me Call Me" - Yoko Kanno


Tired. Going to sleep now.





Tuesday, June 18, 2002 [link]
10:41 p.m.
listening to: "Call Me Call Me" - Yoko Kanno


So today, I did my Wind Ensemble audition, which I did not suck too badly on. Found out that Hala's leaving Wind Ensemble, which made me scream for no reason I can really discern. I guess it's just that she's been in it for eight years, this year she's driven me crazy, and now she just leaves. Gargh. And now how many horns will we have in Wind Ensemble? Garland's pretty much confirmed going back to Arcadia. Suckage.

Was gleefully assraped by my math final.

Studied for my Chemistry final.

Helped Rachel with History.

And now, I go to bed.





Y = YAOI


blogs better than mine:


friends

amber
amea
ashlea
d
eggie
f4
gen
gwen
jasmine
jen [poemblog]
kaie
kelsey
phung
rachel
rebecca
reny
suze
technomancy
walker
will
whitney


people i wish were my friends

bishounen diaries
katherine
lex
mooncalf
natalie
neil gaiman
otherpeople
talya firedancer
whitecat
llamajoy / tenshi



places to go:


shameless plugs
casm
hogwarts post rpg
role-play network
srb
my side7 gallery


friends' sites

book of genism
hanaeda's corner
snag studios
swashbuckle
technicolor rainbow
technomancy productions (Y?)
willf.org
yaoiville (Y)


non-friends' sites

air raid
bishonenink (Y)
bunnybass
casualvillain.com
crimson tears (Y?)
firecat fanfics (Y)
oki doki
rabi's headquarters
scribbled spaghetti
sekai seifuku (Y)
the void (Y?)
twoflowerian fiction
whitecat's world (Y?)


comic fix

sinfest
boy meets boy (Y)
the boondocks
foxtrot
for better or for worse
something positive
bruno
japanese beetle
class menagerie
pixelface
megatokyo
penny arcade
faux pas
dakota's ridge
jack
suburban jungle
academy vale
mac hall
wild life
this modern world
my life in blue
demonology 101
return to sender
bite me
strings of fate
your wings are mine (Y)
spellshocked
never never
sabrina
winter
electric sheep


other cool sites

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



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