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a fallen feather



I am:
inky
a yaoi fan
an exegete
(one who practices exegesis)
28 (Nov. 22nd)
in Ohio ^^;;

currently thrilled by:
my new Wacom graphics tablet

blame me:
original yaoi:
llamawings
Cid'n'Vinnie yaoi:
Rocket Town Grill
Initial D yaoi:
initial D insanity
random fan stuff:
Neo Pariah Studios

addictions:
Cid and Vincent:
Admirers of Cid and Vincent
VincentXCid ML
Initial D:
yaoi_D ml

blame Cys, Mizu, hase, and the project D rpg blog for the ini D addiction

recommended reading:
writing:
Characters and Viewpoint
by Orson Scott Card
Self-Editing for Fiction Writers
by Renni Browne and Dave King
Telling Lies for Fun and Profit
by Lawrence Block


ah, figured out why she isn't down. I heard the news right before she called, but didn't realize that this being a theological school, all things would would shut down for listening to the radio and praying.

~inky 10:12 a.m. Tuesday, September 11, 2001


eh
Spent last evening mostly bickering with people, earning myself the name Pissy-chan ^^;; from Kwok.

Also, I reread "Self-Editing for Fiction Writers." ^^ Now, I've figured out a couple problems with the scene I was working on yesterday. I need to tighten the dialogue a bit and write the beginning more as a scene and less as narrative summary... and I have to figure out how to handle Ryou's interior monologue bits better.

I'd work on it here, only the interim boss (my boss is on extended medical leave) called 45 minutes ago saying she'd be down in just a minute to go over some stuff with me. ^^;; Still isn't here.

I like this woman a lot more than my boss. I've let several people upstairs know I'd be interested in a secretary position there, I'd like my supervisors more and I would have enough work to do that I wouldn't waste the day away online. ^^;; The person whose job I want has been refusing computer training. I was told that she was going to be informed that the training was mandatory for her to continue in the job. I was rather hoping she would quit. Instead she went to the training... and yet still refuses to do any work on the computer because she doesn't know how. (As in, she doesn't even know how to change the font size in MS Word. ^^;; )

I must work on the fic tonight. No more Pissy-chan ^^;;;

~inky 09:36 a.m. Tuesday, September 11, 2001


men that can't make up their minds
*glares at Ryou*

Man, is he giving me an awful time; Kyouichi is too. First I can't get Ryou willing enough and now suddenly he's happily arguing with Kyo, pulling him on top of him ^^ and Kyo's backing away. WTF? Tell me again why I am trying to write this fic.

*growls at the boys* Someone needs a change of attitude. *gets out her eraser* I'm just not sure who...

~inky 01:50 p.m. Monday, September 10, 2001


O_O;;

scary Ryou

I haven't managed to write in a couple days. And I'm in trouble with Ryouponchan. ^^;; He's supposed to get laid in the part I haven't managed to write. I fear for my safety if I don't manage to get him at least groped a little today.

(Mizu, I would love some manga scans of Ryou in his sweater. ^__^ Especially if it helps to appease evil Ryou there. ^^)

~inky 11:38 a.m. Sunday, September 9, 2001


Keisuke needs to get a clue
Here's a little snippet of fic, just about as raw and unedited as my writing gets. I did go back in and add punctuation, but otherwise, this is just the grabbing-at-the-stream-of-my-thoughts, typing-whatever-the-hell-comes-out blurb that I wrote today at work.

Oh... guess there should be a warning for uncensored swearing.

Oh... and spoilers for First Stage episodes, uh... well...actually, if you haven't seen the first stage ^^;; see it already! ^_~ 'cause I would say this has spoilers for all episodes except 1, 2, 25, 26.


(After Keisuke’s race with Takeshi, when Takumi and Kenta are racing, Takeshi walks over to Keisuke's car and there is a little discussion.)

"Why don't you get in here? Don't you know enough to get out of the rain?"

Takeshi glanced at the other people still about. “Yeah, like I'm going to get in there with you. They're going to think there's some new condition put on the loser of a race.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You really are clueless, aren't you, Takahashi? I dare say your brother would know what I'm talking about.”

“Fuck you, Nakazato. Why does everyone act like I'm the idiot? Just get in the car, you're getting all wet.”

“Maybe later.” Takeshi smirked and pulled his shirt, which was beginning to cling to his chest, away from his skin. “When this race is over, FD boy, then I'll get in that yellow monstrosity and prove how clueless you are.”

“Ass.”

Takeshi turned. /You may have won the race, Takahashi, but you've got a lot to learn./ He rubbed his hand over the back pocket of his chinos as he walked away. “Bite me.”

Kei scowled. Damn that Nakazato. Who did he think he was? He wasn't so great. He'd been defeated by the 86 and by Keisuke.

/But it was a good race… and you were defeated by the 86 too./

Shit, I don't lose. Damn you, Nakazato, I should be celebrating my win, not waiting for you to get your ass back over here.

He grabbed his cigarettes, crushing the half-empty pack. He rolled the window down an inch and lit up, glaring at the Night Kids leader who was still too stupid to get out of the rain. Nakazato was leaning over the open window of Shouji's EG-6.

“Clueless? I'm not… “

The tiniest bit of skin was visible over the waistband of Nakazato's chinos. Keisuke shifted uncomfortably. “Shit!” Keisuke threw down his cigarette and almost got out of the car.

Wait, what are you doing? You can't jump on the jerk and make him pull his shirt down, not in front of his teammates. They'd be all over you. And that Shouji Shingo, I know he'd fight dirty.


(Uh... that's it. And that's basically how I write. ^^ Just lil snatches like that, that have to be edited into something decent.)

~inky 08:45 p.m. Wednesday, September 5, 2001


if I wasn't at work, I'd be writing
Man, what a day to have to go to work... I had some wonderful ^______^ (ecchi) thoughts about Kei and Take this morning as I was drying my hair. If I had had time, I would have written them down right away. Hmm... I guess I have to keep thinking Kei/Take all day so I don't lose the thoughts before I can write them into the fic. (Mind you, I'm not complaining.)

~inky 08:49 a.m. Wednesday, September 5, 2001


O_O
I haven't been sleeping right. It's been like 4 or 5 days of "if I get 4 hours, I'm doing good." ^^;; I was just trying to nap. Didn't work, but my mind wandered off and somehow had Keisuke driving about Shingo-style... except, instead of nudging bumpers, he was nudging cows. Big ol' black and white ones.

I've been entertaining thoughts of whether or not I could actually get Kyo and Ryou to go at it on or in the EvoIII. (Yeah, I'm a freak.) Strangely enough, I picked up another abandoned magazine in the coffeeshop today. Car and Driver ^^ Again, figured it might have good reference pics.

There's an ad for the Lancer. ^^;; It's not a great ad.

"100-watt CD stereo. Air conditioning. Power windows. 2.0-liter engine. Auto-off headlights. Power door locks. 3-point safety belts. Plus lots of other stuff you'll want to keep clean. Are you in?"

And on the other page of the ad: "I promised myself I'd never eat in it. The smell of fries hit my nose, and it killed me not to tear into the bag. I just kept saying, 'The upholstery. The upholstery.'"

^^;;;

Okay, no one is getting laid in this car. "The upholstery. The upholstery."

And no one is going to get bent over the hood. "No, not come on the auto-off headlights! Dammit, I wanted to keep those clean."

(Obvious that I'm getting wonky from lack of sleep?)

It's a white Lancer in the ad though... so more than Kyo, I'm seeing Seiji... and it is so out of character for him to be muttering to Wataru, "The upholstery. The upholstery." Still, that's what's in my head. ^^

~inky 08:11 p.m. Tuesday, September 4, 2001


hmm... nevermind that last post. The parents called and then I had a fight with the ex... and I got all out of sorts, 2 scenes done, but I'll wait to post, the person who's seen it doesn't think it's ready and I guess I agree

~inky 12:02 a.m. Tuesday, September 4, 2001


*swats at the bunny*
First scene in the yellow sweater fic written. ^^;; I'm not a fast writer. It's got a lot of editing to go, but I'll post what I have by the end of the day to the ml tonight and let everyone have at it. ^^

~inky 01:45 p.m. Monday, September 3, 2001


*being chased by a plot bunny*
I thought people chased plot bunnies, not vice versa. Arg. I will say it again even though it doesn't seem to be making a difference: "I do not write fan fics."

*leaps out of the bunny's trajectory*

O_O;;

It's like the one in Monty Python's Holy Grail... and I'm all out of holy hand granades.

Well, Mizu, I'm sorry but it looks like maybe the lil Shingo will have to wait until I find a big enough stick to fend off the bunny.

*looks at tdei and hase accusingly*

"Isn't this one of your bunnies?"

I have worked out the bare bones of the story in AIM with tdei... so it's going to be harder to escape. ^^;

~inky 09:12 p.m. Sunday, September 2, 2001


*overdosed on screencaps*
Seems like I've been awake for days... My eyes are so tired. Made a lot of screen caps, but I'm too tired to put them on the site tonight. Until then, I'll leave you with Ryouponchan.

Ryouponchan

~inky 03:43 a.m. Sunday, September 2, 2001


*evil grin*
Looks like I made Mizu flinch from the rampant feminism. ^___^

I don't get that way often, if that's any consolation. And hey, I talked about a bustier-wearing, amazon woman with a rope. ^_~ That can't be too bad.

*eyes Mizu's box of lynching ropes* Heh, I gotta be more careful.

*peace offering* By the time you get back from yaoi-con, there should be a lil Shingo pic.

Anyhoo, while I was at around the world, gathering information about the cars, I noticed that when I'm observant enough, some of the car comments are very enlightening. Replace a few choice words (use your imagination) and it sure seems that I'm reading boyfriend advice meant for Takeshi. ^_~

[about Keisuke's car] "The RX-7 goes and handles as good as it looks. It's a bit thirtsy for fuel though, and NEVER lose your job should you own this car--it's rather costly to maintain."

[about Ryousuke's car] "Bulkier and heavier than its younger FD3S brother, just as rev-happy and just as thirsty for fuel."

[about Kenta's car] "not enough grunt power, but the handling's pretty good"

^_____^ *more evil laughter* I love the Kenta comment.

*looks down* Hmm, I'm wearing my Orange "Not enough Grunt Power" Avenger shirt today. ^^

~inky 07:35 a.m. Friday, August 31, 2001


*tired and happy*
I've been working on a new site: inky's initial D insanity. ^__^ I decided that since I ramble so much about Ini D here, I really need an Ini D site. (The friend who shares the site where my Ini D gallery has been is not obsessed like me.) And, soon I'll have 5 Ini D djs on their way to me. ^__^ And also 2 Cid and Vinnies that I won on eBay. *does a happy spending-money-she-doesn't-have dance*

totally unrelated comment about the laundry room in my apartment building: I think other people's lint is kinda creepy. ^^; Wish they would clean their own lint out of the driers... ^^;;

It's time to sleep. ^_^ Good night! (And Kwok? if you're reading this, I mentioned your name. ^_~ So there. ;p )

~inky 12:42 a.m. Friday, August 31, 2001

gripe
Someone left a copy of Child magazine in the coffeeshop. I picked it up, thinking that since I need photo references when I draw and since I want to draw a young Shingo, the magazine might come in handy.

One of the cover articles is "Raising Confident Girls." This seemed like something this particular yaoi-loving feminist would enjoy reading. Arg. I haven't gotten to actually reading the article yet, and I'm perturbed.

The big splash page for the article has a very happy-looking, ponytailed young girl wearing a white suit, a blue, button-down collared shirt with matching blue tie. She looks very sharp, and I'm all for wearing whatever the hell you want and gender-bending, but this perturbs me. Are we implying that girls cannot be confident in "girly" clothes?

*peruses the article* "Some parents are still stuck in that 'pink is for girls and blue is for boys' mode." Well, yeah, that's nothing we want to be stuck in, but why not show us some more boys in pink? It's not an advancement for anyone if we have to look like boys to get respect... not even for those of us that simply like guy's clothes better. (*is wearing boxers under her skirt* <--wonder what that implies ^^; )

Also perturbing about this article is the little sidebar of "SHEROES: a timeline of girls' influences" running throughout the article. I will admit that many of these women, real and fictional, have had a great deal of influence on girls, but SHEROES? Really? Cinderella (appearing in Grimm's fairy tales in 1812)? Is she really a hero? Though strangely enough Cinderella is part of the reason why this 1981 event makes the list: "Lady Diana Spencer marries Charles, the Prince of Wales." ^^;; Come on, talk about her charity work or something, not just her marrying a prince.

Gloria Steinem's influence is apparently just cofounding Ms. Magazine. Barbie makes the list just 2 entries after Mother Teresa. ^^;; Shirley Temple gets mentioned for "On the Good Ship Lollipop", but not for the awesome woman she is. I will say that I adored Wonder Woman when I was young. (She kicks ass. Those boots... the lasso... ^__^ ) Oh, and the Pink Power Ranger gets mentioned too. ^^;;

I need to stop ranting, but... arg.

~inky 11:21 a.m. Thursday, August 30, 2001


wonders never cease
I actually did a solid hour of work this morning. ^^;; Feels strange to be productive during work hours. However, I'm once again sitting around waiting for an employee to show up (a different one this time). Grrr... It bites to only have enough authority to make their schedules, but not to hire/fire.

(As an aside, I would suggest that it is not a good idea to let one of your best friends invite one of your workers to go with you to a gay bar. ^^; I don't worry for my job, but he's now convinced I spend all day at work looking at anime les p*rn. (just realized that I didn't want that phrase to come up on net searches ^^;; ) He's close to the truth, yet so far off. I'm not going to tell him about yaoi. He's an aggravating guy. He insists that he is bi (though I've never seen him check out guys) but at the same time, insists that girls are either dykes or straight. *growls and thwaps him*)

Hase answered my question from yesterday about what Takeshi wears under his fuku. ^__^ He goes commando. She had pictures to prove it. ^____^

~inky 09:06 a.m. Thursday, August 30, 2001

"now I feel like a right idiot"
Maybe I'm biased because I don't care at all about the Spice Girls, but I would tell that fan that she feels like she is a right idiot because she is one.

It's a quote from a Yahoo! news article about how Posh Spice had a fake lip ring and now people are critcizing her for it. Why criticize her? Why not tell the people who got pierced only because they thought she was pierced that they are idiots? If you are going to get pierced, do it for a better reason than that.

~inky 09:43 a.m. Wednesday, August 29, 2001


Wednesday's ramble
Been working on the CG of Miss Takeshi Muffet. It's taking longer than I expected. I didn't clean the sketch up enough before scanning it. ^^;; Also, he's giving me problems with the colors. First I just used the colors from a nice screen cap of him. But somehow, that made him look anemic... and even though he loves to wear dark blue, it just looked dull. I threatened him with pink. But I'm not a big enough fan of pink to do it.

Right now, his fuku is a lovely lavender that looks very nice with his white stockings. ^____^

While working on him, I had a disturbing omake scene appear in my head. (I worry about my sanity.) In one of the early episodes (1 or 2, I think), Itsuki is talking to Takumi and peering under the girls' skirts as they come down the stairs. He says something like "it doesn't matter if they're short, fat, or skinny as long as they wear mini skirts, I'll look." (*thwaps the creep*)

So, I decided we should have Takeshi--and maybe Shingo and the Takahashis--no, even better, SEIJI!-- ^^;; ...erm... anyhow, we should have Takeshi in his mini walking down those stairs instead of Natsuki, and let Itsuki get an eyeful of that.

I'd draw it, except that would mean drawing Itsuki... ^^;;

I do want to know what you are wearing under there, Take-chan. *avoids the death glare*

~inky 09:04 a.m. Wednesday, August 29, 2001

little Miss Muffet...
Stayed up too late last night working on that drawing. For someone who likes Takeshi as seme, I seem to be doing too many bizarre pics of him.

After fighting with the program all day yesterday, our IT guy gave up and e-mailed technical support, muttering "Not like this is going to help." ^^;; It did. All the work from yesterday solved with a few mouse clicks. ^^;;;

I still don't like the program very much, but it does mean that today is a lot less stressful. *glances at the clock* Or it would be if the employee I scheduled to work at 8:30 would get here. *grumbles*

(Yes, I spend my working hours online, but at least I'm here for them. ^^;; (Not really a good excuse, ne?))

~inky 09:02 a.m. Tuesday, August 28, 2001


arg
The IT guy and I spent 2 hours this morning trying to retrieve the data from the corrupt databases. It didn't work. Now, I at least have permission to stop using the annoying program and to start looking for a new one to use. In the meantime, though, I have to try to reconstruct the rest of 2001 on paper. It's only 19 weeks. Hmmph. Don't know why we stopped using paper in the first place.

I am glad I spent the weekend rewatching Initial D, blissfully unaware of all the work I would have to do to rebuild the schedule. Since Friday night, I watched all of Stage 1 and all but the last 2 episodes of Stage 2. My eyes are tired now.

The side-effect of all those episodes has been a dramatic increase in bizarre Shingo dreams. He's sent huge (Honda-sized), bright red, mutant crickets to nudge my bumper. (Not only are crickets creepy, but I drive a light pickup with only RW-drive which gets sent into spins very easily.)

Yesterday, Shingo was an evil sorceror in a FF8/Ini D crossover dream. ^^;; Natsuki was Rinoa. Takumi was Squall. Yuuichi was in it too. (Aww... better head back to work. More Ini D ramblings later.)

*continues the ramble later* Yuuichi was the well-meaning gas station attendant that just gave bad advice to Natsuki. He told her to keep Takumi safe by duct taping him somewhere safe, and then he couldn't leave. ^^;;

At first, Natsuki went with trying to duct tape him in bed (O.o;; I've seen some nice Shin/Take pics like that, but I didn't want to see Natsuki doing that.) Even asleep, I think my "disturbing het couple" alarm went off and I nudged the dream out of the bedroom and into the Trueno. ^^;

So, Natsuki-Rinoa duct tapes Takumi-Squall into the Trueno, one foot to the gas, one foot to the brake, both hands to the wheel (not sure why it became an automatic, even I drive stick ^^;; ...unless it was Natsuki emasculating Takumi in my subconcious mind? ^^;;)

Then Shingo-Edea appears (looking disturbingly good--I should draw that) and starts torching the Trueno with Firaga spells. Takumi pushes Natsuki out of the car. (Yes, I know his hands were taped... it's a dream. *shrug*) He hits Natsuki with the car (no fatalities though) and goes chasing after Shingo (who is on top of his Civic, Edea-parade style). At which point, I realized how messed up the dream was and woke up.

Time to stop rambling, I think.

~inky 10:41 a.m. Monday, August 27, 2001

Why Takeshi likes shiny black cars...
That's what I did yesterday. I've been trying to do a Take-chan as Miss Muffet to give as a gift, but my lack of skill in the chibi department keeps getting in the way. There's also 2 fics that I want to illustrate... what can I say, I have a short attention span. ^^;;

~inky 08:52 a.m. Sunday, August 26, 2001


*breathes deeply*
Part of the not-good job is being the keeper of the schedule. I sit at the computer, answering the phone, browsing online, and keeping the schedule. Every class room, conference room, and guest room is scheduled through me (and one of the most annoying computer programs ever written). Just now, I have discovered that all of 2001 has disappeared off the network drive, so I am practicing my deep breathing.

*tries to think calming thoughts*

I'm in love with my graphics tablet. ^__^ Does that count as a calming thought?

I ordered a refurbished Graphire from Wacom a week ago and got it Wednesday, and cg'd my first thing with it last night. ^_^ (I went to their site today and saw that they've upgraded and don't carry what I just bought anymore. Hmm...)

It was wonderful. I'm still not a cg genius, but it took hours less time to do than it used to. The pic is drawn by Mazo. She asked me to cg it, so I figure I can show it off, even though she hasn't seen it yet. Geocities won't let me direct link it. It's here: www.geocities.com/neo_pariah/original/chancecg.jpg

Another calming thought: Mizu started an Initial D yaoi mailing list. ^______^ *points at the link button for it* (I made her a button and a banner. Not the greatest ever, but if you knew how sleepy I was when I made them, you'd be impressed. ^_~)

Yaoi_D ML

Yaoi D... sounds like a breakfast drink for yaoi fans. I want to see the commercial for that. Unfortunately, if the drink were at all like Sunny D, then Kenta would probably be the star of the commercial.

~inky 03:05 p.m. Friday, August 24, 2001


*eating my words*
I bought my computer during the last week of 1999. As soon as I knew that I had enough Christmas money for one, I started drooling over computer ads. I remember looking at a web server and saying to my father, "I have no desire to do a webpage."

"What? No desire to share your personal business with strangers?"

"None."

*starts eating her words*

I am not sure what I am doing with this blog. It is to help keep track of what I'm doing with several websites. (Maybe I meant, "I have no desire for a webpage, I need a whole fistfull.")

This is what happens when someone old enough to know better becomes a yaoi fangirl. ^^;; More exactly, this is what happens when a graduate student finds out that her Masters degree cannot get her a good job (good=can pay rent, make student loan payments, and buy groceries), and chooses underemployment with an internet connection instead.

~inky 09:43 a.m. Friday, August 24, 2001