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about me name: n/aaliases: 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 220-30 gig hard drive car summer job a good night's sleep money stress-free life realistic wishlist dayworld by philip josé farmerkabuki by david mack over the rhine cd moxy fruvous cd long-term obsessions anime/mangayaoi/shounenai clamp music animals life and living video games current obsession(s) hellsingffx html currently reading nothing newcurrently playing ffviffviii ffx currently watching hana yori dango (16)gravitation oav (1) fruits basket (17) ayashi no ceres (11) utena (16) rayearth (8) gto tv (4) ccs tv (19?) blaze of mirage (3) star ocean ex (22) |
Monday, July 29, 2002 [link] 06:19 p.m. listening to: nothing My father bought me a new computer! If I'd known he'd get me a brand spanking new computer, I'd have broken something earlier. Er, not that I broke my computer on purpose or anything like that. It's just that had I known, I would have. Maybe I should "accidentally" break the monitor and hope for a flatscreen. Monday, July 29, 2002 [link] 01:44 a.m. listening to: nothing Last night, I burned all my mp3s and a few lucrative install files to CD and dumped them all into the secretary's computer. Hence, I am capable of doing whatever I normally do on my own computer right here, including using Opera, file-sharing via Shareaza, FTPing, chatting, etc. Fifteen minutes ago, I turned on my computer because, uh, I missed it. The secretary's computer is very nice and fast and all, but it's not BEAST. It did not boot. I tried again. It still did not boot. I opened up the case, poked at the insides a bit, plugged everything back in, and tried again. No luck. I suddenly feel very glad that I backed up all that stuff last night. I'm speculating it's a hard drive failure (although I can't be sure, because my knowledge of computer hardware is, well, next to nil). The motherboard seems to have no trouble detecting the CPU, so it's unlikely to be either of those. Then it looks for a boot record from the floppy, as usual, does not find one, and then tells me to hit the home key to boot from the local drive. I do this and nothing happens; it merely scans for a boot record from the floppy again. Maybe this means my dad will finally buy me a new computer. Sunday, July 28, 2002 [link] 11:39 p.m. listening to: "Dreams of Our Fathers" - Dave Matthews Band FFX ramble! Today's game was not nearly as painful. Probably because I did pretty much nothing in terms of advancing the plot. No real progress today. I went through the Calm Lands and on to Mt. Gagazet. When I heard that Mt. Gagazet was Ronso land, I thought, whee! Now maybe I can get some Kimahri backstory! Because, you know, Kimahri has the potential to be an incredibly cool character. Needless to say, I was sorely disappointed by the severe lack of Kimahri character development. Maybe there'll be more later, but I'm not holding my breath. There are times when I really, really hate Squaresoft. Running around the Calm Lands trying to capture ten Marlboros in order to acquire Auron's ultimate weapon (or rather, a component to acquiring Auron's ultimate weapon) is one of them. My God, Squaresoft, could you possibly make this any more tedious? I eventually gave up; I mean, there's only so many times you can fight Marlboros without getting incredibly twitchy. I think I captured, like, three. Training chocobos is surprisingly fun. And the chocobos are so darling. Someone please tell me that Seymour really will die eventually. I'm so sick of fighting him. My dad's leaving for China sometime next week. I think on Monday. An old family friend, George, is going to go with him. Uncle George is cool. He has a neat sense of humor. Sunday, July 28, 2002 [link] 04:07 p.m. listening to: nothing Well, I wasn't there for the whole twenty-four hours--more like eighteen. But still, we made it, and we raised over a hundred dollars. And I finished reading Validating the Founders by Thomas G. West for AP Government next year. I'd be really freaking proud of myself if I weren't so tired. Saturday, July 27, 2002 [link] 05:26 p.m. listening to: big honkin' playlist In case anyone's curious, I'm over here blogging for charity today. Check it out. Sponsor us. Friday, July 26, 2002 [link] 11:33 p.m. listening to: "Rakuen" - Tsuneo Imahori (Trigun: The 2nd Donut) Seeing the word "peace" makes me want to cry. I'm not sure what this says about me. Friday, July 26, 2002 [link] 05:41 a.m. listening to: "Rakuen" - Tsuneo Imahori It's early in the morning, I'm awake, and feeling contemplative. And so, in no particular order, a list of things that make me hurt and/or cry like a little girl. Final Fantasy X. You knew this would be here. This game makes me weepy and teary and hurt like something's broken. Trigun. Because Vash is me. And Wolfwood is me. Realizing that the world, as a whole, really doesn't give a damn. Intellectually I know this, I've always known this, but I keep realizing it as if for the first time. And it hurts every single damn time. Having my faith in humanity restored by some act, big or small. I don't know why this hurts me so much. Maybe because, deep down inside, I know that it's going to be knocked down. Failing a friend. It's one of the things that really make me feel like shit. Not knowing that I've failed a friend. This makes me feel even more like shit. When my friends don't tell me things. Like, their problems. Because, you know, I like to know. And if I don't know, then I feel like I've failed. And that's already been covered. Being helpless. Being far away and helpless. It's different when you feel helpless and that person is right next to you. It's worse when you're a literally thousand miles away. People who hate and hate and hate and never stop to see what happens when they hate. Not being able to see the stars. It's kind of ironic that I feel most awake and alert at night, yet I hate looking at the night sky. I remember when I was younger, I could see some of the stars, faint and distant. Now I'm lucky if I see, like, five. And one of them's usually an airplane. This song. I don't even know why I'm listening to it. I'm masochistic early in the morning, I guess. The sun is rising. I should go back to bed and try to get some sleep. Thursday, July 25, 2002 [link] 07:02 p.m. listening to: "Strange Waters" - Bruce Cockburn FFX ramble. And I am so brainfried. I don't know where I started today. My brain has all but melted. I do, however, know where I ended--with Yuna and Tidus in the water. You know. That scene. Yes. I am not coherent right now. The plot of this game is really messed up. I mean, really. It's like the Catholic church of Medieval times all over again, but worse! Much, much worse. I really have no words for the church politics in this game. Except that, well, I feel really damn sorry for all the people of Spira, because they're getting so screwed over that it's not even funny. Oh, that's right, I started out on my way to rescue Yuna. Boy, Rin makes me laugh. He's so calm. Now, where's my airship? I seem to have lost my aiship. Damn. Seymour is absofuckinglutely insane. The water scene was gorgeous. I don't think it lasted nearly long enough. And Tidus looked strangely Asian in it, especially in the beginning, but, uh, that doesn't matter one whit. My brain is fried. Wednesday, July 24, 2002 [link] 06:18 p.m. listening to: nothing Linda got her PS2 in the mail today! And FFX! And an FFX strategy guide! This means you will not see me online for the rest of the summer. Teehee. My father's secretary also got a new computer today. With DVD drive. I would expend the energy to hate everybody, but I'm too tired for that right now. Instead, I shall be optimistic and look at it as having another computer to cannibalize! . . . right. Wednesday, July 24, 2002 [link] 01:04 a.m. listening to: "The Sound of Silence" - Simon and Garfunkel I've been lax in blogging lately. Bad me. But I really have nothing to say. I haven't even been watching anime lately, so I can't even blog about that. I fixed my bike. The kickstand had become loose somehow, so that it hit the back tire when I rode. I took a wrench and tightened the screw, but that didn't help. Then, yesterday, I tried taking off the kickstand and putting it on again. It worked! Now the bike is fine again. Go figure. Monday, July 22, 2002 [link] 04:11 p.m. listening to: "My Precious One" - Steven Cravis I had another odd story-as-a-dream last night. Unfortunately, I can't remember it now. Damn. I do know that there was a swordsman (tall, dark, and handsome) and a swordswoman (red-haired and hot-tempered) and they were in love. When the hell did I start dreaming about people in love? o_O It's been a while since I've done a "real" blog entry. I'll try and do one later today. Sunday, July 21, 2002 [link] 05:55 p.m. listening to: "Freshmen" - Verve Pipes Not a bad day today. Went downtown with Linda. She showed me a small, cramped store that sells used mangas, novels, and CDs. Didn't really have any CDs or manga that I wanted, but I did get one humorous-looking shounen ai manga and a Vampire Hunter D novel. Yay! Also bought some ramune. Mmm. I'm making dinner right now. Dad's not coming home for dinner today. Normally I wouldn't mind, but he said that today we were going to try and make chow phun. Wah. I had a strange but cool dream last night. I want to try writing it as a story. In the dream, I am some sort of guardian who is given a number of multicolored pearls of great power. Fearing that they might be stolen or otherwise taken from me and misused, I devise a way to keep the pearls safe by putting them in a maze of sorts. I want only those who deserve the pearls to acquire them. There are three trials within the maze that you must pass to prove yourself worthy of one of the pearls: the first trial is the worst that illusion can offer, the second is the best that illusion can offer, and the third is a series of tricky questions. Pass all three satisfactorily, and you receive the pearl. At one point in the dream, I am driving up and down the city streets with my father, apparently seeking those worthy of the pearls. At one point, we see a girl on rollerblades. She is wearing peculiar-looking purple. . . bracers? gauntlets?. I know that she is one of them (well, duh, how many people do you see rollerblading with medieval armor?). Later, I see her at the trials. Halfway through my dream, Rachel shows up and becomes a spectator to the trials. Once, I see a vampire at the trials. He bears a certain resemblance to Alucard of Castlevania: Symphony of the Night (links courtesy of RPGamer), down to the long platinum hair and the aristocratic attire. Not wanting a vampire to acquire a pearl, lest he misuse its power, I rush through the maze to the final trial, where the vampire has just begun to answer the questions. The next question that is asked, I answer correctly, and a black pearl is delivered into my hands. Of course, the vampire tries to get it from me, and at one point he even tries to hypnotize me. Fortunately, Rachel snaps me out of it. Eventually, the vampire tells me that the pearl is not for him, it is for his master. In a very disgusted tone of voice (I'm not sure whether he's disgusted with himself or his master), he says, "My master is a weak and ailing man. He wants the pearl for his watch." He holds out his hand as if he's holding something in it to indicate that he means a fobwatch or a pocketwatch, not a wristwatch. Rachel and I are baffled. "His watch?" "Yes. He heard of the pearl's power and wants to put it in his watch in hopes that it will make him strong again." After hearing this, I am strongly tempted to hand over the pearl. Rachel, however, is adamant that I do not and insists that the vampire is lying. At this point, I woke up. And now I must make dinner! Saturday, July 20, 2002 [link] 12:42 p.m. listening to: ditto Okay, never mind, this is meant to be listened to on headphones, if only to have Inoue Kazuhiko talking into your ear. Mmmmmm. Saturday, July 20, 2002 [link] 12:38 p.m. listening to: Gravitation Sound Story Not only is Yuki Eiri a mad sexy man, he also has a mad sexy voice. I could gladly make love to Inoue Kazuhiko's voice. Mmmm. This CD has far too little Yuki in it. By the way, this thing is probably not meant to be listened to on headphones, if only because Yuki lighting a cigarette in my ear was nearly painful. Saturday, July 20, 2002 [link] 02:23 a.m. listening to: nothing I am awake right now. I am not happy about this. Friday, July 19, 2002 [link] 04:52 p.m. listening to: "Iowa" - Dar Williams Will: I downloaded. I listened. And then I stared off into space for five minutes with my jaw on the floor. And then I cried. |
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