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Okay, I mentioned to hase maybe 4 days ago that she was getting some odd search hits but I don't get that many. I believe she said, "You will be getting some soon." Hase? Am I to take it that these are coming from you? ^^
grope story
computer making grinding noises sounds (Okay, that search isn't odd, but why you would click on a page titled "the llama is to blame" when some of the other choices actually look like they might be able to help us with our mutual computer noise problem...)
I also came up on a search just for "fetish." >.> Okay, I deserve that with the title I am using now, but come on, I thought that fetishists were quite particular in what they are obsessed about. Am I to take it that someone is just out there shopping for a fetish? Deciding which fetish they want to pursue? I woke up this morning with the strongest urge to get aroused by something bizarre, but I can't think of anything--Help!
~inky 10:06 a.m. Saturday, January 12, 2002
>.>
So much for spending quality time with ssscary girl's cats. I am not going to get much sleep here.
I was asleep maybe 20 minutes when I was woken, all ...can't think of the word now... when you wake up not knowing where you are... well... anyway... I was woken by a very loud growl and I'm surprised I didn't scream because I thought I was in my own apartment and if anything was in there to growl at me like that O_o it would probably be those HUGE rabid rat-squirrels that were in my nightmares last night. Well, you get the idea... one growl and I freaked.
About an hour later, I decided the chair at her desk was so uncomfortable that I wasn't in the mood to distract myself online, and I went back to sleep. I was having trouble sleeping because all that cat hair has me stuffed up, and Sparky's pillow is right by my head... but somehow I slept, to be woken up with my head pratically on Sparky and the "quiet" kitty doing these insane laps around the apartment: from bathroom, pounce loudly into the bedroom, do a quick reverse letting your claws dig loudly into the carpet, dash into livingroom, dash into bathroom, repeat, over and over and over again. >.>
~inky 02:59 a.m. Saturday, January 12, 2002
~inky 08:21 p.m. Friday, January 11, 2002
Another O_o search hit today: Swahili sex
I don't want to know.
~inky 06:10 p.m. Friday, January 11, 2002
o_O;
Search hit: kill pikachu
O_o Keisuke does not approve.
~inky 01:23 p.m. Friday, January 11, 2002
If any of you knew my cidnvinnie.net e-mail addies, I want you to know that I cancelled that service.
Also, by the beginning of February I will either be deleting or greatly reducing/moving the Rocket Town Grill. >.> I feel bad for Cid and Vinnie, but I'm spending way too much $ on webhosting right now.
Also, I am having some qualms about the site mainly being dj-scans. Damn my degree in ethics. >.< Damn the growing disquiet I have about making scans available.
I know that fan behavior plays fast and free with legalities with most people turning a blind eye. I know that a friend has just criticized me for being stuck up and stubborn about my "beliefs." I just think that I have to draw a line somewhere. The line might seem somewhat arbitrary, but doesn't everyone need some sort of moral compass?
Even if no one else needs one, I do. Blame it on my mother raising me with an overactive sense of guilt. Blame it on my theology degree. Blame it on me being an insufferable prat. Take your pick.
My reasoning is simple. I am working on original fiction. I do not want other people writing my characters, but I do welcome fanart. If I expect others to respect my wishes, that means I cannot turn around and write fanfiction of someone else's fiction.
In the same way, I write fanfiction, draw fanart, and attempt to do djs/comics. I do not want to be plagiarized. I do not want my fanfiction archived without my permission. I do not want to see my fanart on sites that do not have my permission to use them. If I expect others to respect my wishes, that means I cannot turn around and archive/use other people's fan fic/art without permission. If I really wanted to, I could teach myself enough Japanese to ask for permission, but I rather expect the answer would be "hell no!" After all, that's my gut reaction when a stranger asks for my permission.
I know that was a boring blog, but that's been on my mind all night.
(I highly value your opinion of me, my dear friend, and I hope you are not too disappointed in me. I guess I grow cranky and bitchy with age.)
~inky 12:11 p.m. Friday, January 11, 2002
Cys and I will be giving Kyo a tattoo. You might see it come up in our fics at different points. Neither of us snatched the idea, we came up with it together in one of those scary share-the-same-brain moments. (I just thought that needed to be said on record somewhere. And if you see both of us doing aggressive Ryou/Kyo-up-against-a-wall... we didn't snatch that from each other either.)
We were drooling all over Kyo last night, letting Ryou and Kai join in, of course. My thoughts on the tattoo is that it should be a blue dragon (an ice dragon since ryou is so icy ^_~ and a dragon because we figured he was born in '76 and cyssy said that was the year of the dragon). I want it to be somewhere not too showy and since there is that insanely sexy pic of him with the top of his BVDs showing and H___H mmm...anyway, I think it should be on his thigh, wrapped around the thigh a bit, with its head just at his hip so that just the smallest bit of intriguing "hmm... wonder what that tattoo is?" is left to peek over the top of his BVDs.
Anyway, the point of him being tattooed is to make Ryou giving him a blow job even more interesting. (Yes, that will make fun search engine hits.) Ryou was turned on enough at the thought that I was going to write a scene like that for him, the added bonus just made his brain stop working... and let's face it, my Kyo needs to keep making it so Ryou's brain isn't working. Kyo doesn't want the dead tuna for a boyfriend.
*changes subject* You know you are dumb about ini D when you walk out to your truck and see a red Civic Si parked next to it and you start thinking about rice boys and "R" stickers and you smile stupidly thinking about a favorite rat b@stard.
I was going to talk about the kitties too... but I guess that needs to wait...
~inky 04:15 p.m. Wednesday, January 9, 2002
^_^v
I corrupted someone... or really pissed them off!
Somehow my blog came up on a search for "anti-yaoi."
*evil laughter*
~inky 08:37 a.m. Wednesday, January 9, 2002
I am still upset about the whole "snatch" issue... almost to the point that I am not sure that I can speak coherently about it. I believe that she did not truly mean that she wanted to "snatch" my work, but I have also seen enough fangirl behavior to know that what I consider to be "theft," others consider to be "creative inspiration."
It's a tricky issue. I believe that writing fanfic is blatant copyright infringement, that fanfic writers have no legal legs to stand on, and yet, I do it. I draw the line at writing fanfics of other people's fiction. At least anime/manga/television/movies/whathaveyou has a visual element that no fanfic--no matter how amazingly wonderful--can ever compete with. You start messing with an artist whose only medium is words, you cross a line. *shrugs* That's not very coherent, but that's my feeling on it.
Don't ask me for permission to "snatch" my ideas, the only people allowed to snatch them are the people that hold the legal copyrights for the series I am a fan of. In the terribly unlikely event that they wanted to come in and steal every word and idea, every really dirty thing I have made the ini D boys do, I would have to let them. Everyone else, I'm not using your ideas and I'd thank you not to use mine.
You know, I've had enough of other people "snatching" my ideas. There have been enough times in school that this has happened. And you know what? Their "imitations" have always been pathetically shoddy compared to the original. You'd expect that, wouldn't you? If you don't have enough imagination to come up with your own ideas, or enough integrity to shrug and say, "It might not be the greatest, but I'm proud to do my own thing," then you don't have enough skill to do a "borrowed" idea any justice.
I know that she said that she only meant to say that my writing inspired her to try a little harder and to use more of the tools available to any writer. That is wonderful. I encourage everybody to try to improve. Even myself.
That doesn't excuse the fact that you should get called on for using a word as inappropriate as "snatch." Words have set meanings even if you didn't mean them that way. And even simple words can get you in a whole lot of shit.
Case in point: Go to an airport now and say something about a bomb and then try to get on the plane after wailing to the whole security staff that they are misunderstanding you because you used "bomb" as a slang term and not as what "bomb" usually means. Your explanation is not going to fly, and you aren't going to fly anywhere either. You will be held responsible for the words you say, so you might as well be careful in your word choices.
Grrr... I have more to say, but I need to get ready to go to work.
~inky 07:04 a.m. Wednesday, January 9, 2002
Okay, I'm about ready to post the updated versions of the first 3 chapters of the sweater fic except I need at least one of my beta-ers because I wrote one new scene when I was kind of out of it and sleepy and I have a feeling it really needs looked at by someone who can at least fake being sane right now... where are you? And how come I can't get on to IRC tonight? >.<
~inky 01:30 a.m. Monday, January 7, 2002
The plot bunnies are evil. As soon as I think I'm making real progress, they abandon me and leave me with a shower scene that just won't happen. >.< Do I give Take-sensei a break and try Sweater Fic instead?
~inky 11:56 a.m. Sunday, January 6, 2002
 I am Pacman.
I am an aggressive sort of personality, out to get what I can, when I can. I prefer to avoid confrontation, but sometimes when it's called for, I can be a powerful character. I tend to be afflicted with munchies constantly. What Video Game Character Are You?
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Not quite as accurate as hase being a space invader, but not too far off. ^^
~inky 09:17 a.m. Sunday, January 6, 2002
Met the kitties. One of them will probably hide in the bathroom the whole time I'm there. The other is a black kitty (why do they always remind me of Takeshi?). Sparky... spark... black lightning... Takeshi... hmm... Anyhoo, Sparky let me pet him right away and then started licking my hand. ^_^ It was nice, I miss having kitties, so maybe this cat-sitting for ssscary girl won't be so bad.
~inky 09:47 a.m. Saturday, January 5, 2002
hase, do you know about Bunnicula? (another Bunnicula piccie) I was talking to cys about evil plot bunnies and looking at the pic you showed me this morning and remembered it. I loved this book in grade school, though cys had to tell me the name 'cause I couldn't remember.
~inky 09:19 p.m. Friday, January 4, 2002
I have a really good feeling that I might actually have a finished fic by Sunday evening. >.> Does that mean that I should start worrying about something awful happening? Inky finishing a fic might be one of the signs of the apocalypse. First one finished in 10 years? ^^;; I am more of paper writer than a fic writer... and my papers were always late.
Oh, tonight I get to meet the psycho kitties I will be cat sitting for the next couple weeks.
Other news: yet another bi friend is marrying a person of the opposite sex. ^^;; That's three of them now... it's feeling like a conspiracy to me. (Well, partly because I still think two of them are not bi but gay and so in denial, and partly because the one that just got married was still seeing guys 3 days before the wedding.)
Hmm... anything else? I'm trying to think of more stuff to do with the insane site, so if you have any thoughts on it...
~inky 12:51 p.m. Friday, January 4, 2002
~inky 07:15 p.m. Thursday, January 3, 2002
sign of insanity:
It feels like the heat is out in my building. I am thinking that it is too cold, even wrapped in a blanket to be sitting at my desk just feeling the draft seeping in through the window and the radiator vents. It is cold enough that I am having a stupid debate with myself about whether it is too wimpy to put another blanket on the bed. It is so cold that even though I had some really good Takeshi and Keisuke in the shower inspiration, I don't want to write, I just want to go to sleep early.
That's okay, the insanity doesn't kick in until after I decide that I will go to sleep even though it is before midnight--shocking behavior for me. I wonder if I should call maintenance about the heat even though it is so late and decide that if there is hot water in the bathroom, I won't bother them. I go to check. It takes a while, but yes there is hot water. Hmm... might as well scrub the tiles in the shower, I think I bought some cleaner with bleach in it before Christmas...
Okay, that's insane. Cleaning the bathroom at 11 pm...
And now I can't sleep and the whole place smells like bleach... but at least the tub is all nice and sparkly. I'm going to blame this on Takeshi and Keisuke and all those H thoughts about them in the shower. >.>
~inky 11:29 p.m. Wednesday, January 2, 2002
Happy 2002 to y'all ^_^
Or for me...that means one more day to overdose on the playstation before having to go back to work. ^_~
~inky 12:13 a.m. Tuesday, January 1, 2002
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