Thursday, March 28, 2002

When I recently watched the X OAV -- and no, this is not going to be a geeky CLAMP fannish rant -- I found myself irked by the part where Hokuto and Kakyou visit the seaside in the dreamscape, and Hokuto says, "Of course, the real sea is much more beautiful." Now, this is absolutely wrong. Any real seaside you could visit, even the most beautiful and secluded, would still have stinging jellyfish in the water, little pointy shells in the sand, icky patches of washed-up seaweed, and rocks spattered with seagull poop. But in a dream, the seaside is pristine and magical and absolutely perfect.

I first started making the distinction between real places and their dream counterparts because of the Sandman comics. There's a chapter in "Sandman: Brief Lives" where Dream is sitting in his throne room (in the Dreaming, of course) and he conjures up the ancient city of Bubastis. It was described as "The city of Bubastis as it never was, save in the dreams of a long-dead builder, and in the dreams of a blind child who never saw the city she lived in all her short life, and in the dreams of the goddess of that place." (I don't have the book with me at the moment, but that's the quote as best I can remember it.)

In the dreams of thousands of anime and manga fans, Tokyo Tower is an awe-inspiring edifice, terrible and beautiful, towering above the earth like a silent god surveying the city. The Tower has, in various series, been the location of the final battle of the Apocalypse; the site where ordinary teenagers are transported to their destiny in another world; the only link with a long-dead alien moon base; the thematic equivalent of the Tower of Babel; and much more. Fans visiting this mythic structure have been disappointed to find, in its place, a rather tacky bright orange TV broadcast tower.

I myself have visited Tokyo once, a few years ago, with my family. Of course, high on my list of sights to see was Tokyo Tower. It took us hours to find it. When we finally got there, my first reaction was, "It's tiny." The rest of my family, needless to say, found it an equally underwhelming experience.

We leave for Japan in the morning. We've been planning this trip for several months now. While discussing things to do and places to go, Carlo said, "I suppose we can leave out Tokyo Tower." My mom agreed. I wasn't so sure, though. Perhaps, I thought, it wasn't quite as puny as I remembered it. And the guidebook we bought says that the Tower, while tacky by day, looks quite spectacular when it's all lit up at night. There was a photograph. It did look rather nice.

So I'm going to see if I can convince Mom and Carlo to give it another chance. I guess I'm still searching for the Tokyo Tower of my dreams.

Anyway, that was a long and elaborate way of saying, so long, I'll be in Tokyo for a week, buying cartloads of manga and making fun of Japanese beverage names. And hopefully seeing the two or three cherry blossoms that haven't yet fallen from the trees.
The brain called at 01:51 a.m., but nobody was home.

Tuesday, March 26, 2002

Am right now reading through Stereotype Devil and Angel, a cute and understated comic about the cosmic forces of Good and Evil in chibi form. And listening to "Until" by Sting, and admiring some pretty new Winamp skins I downloaded. And actually, miracle of miracles, trying to answer e-mail.
The brain called at 11:00 p.m., but nobody was home.

Monday, March 25, 2002

And now, highlights of the Oscars.

  • Three words: Cirque du Soleil.
  • Sulley and Mike's big fake smiles as Shrek won the Best Animated Film award. ^___^
  • Sir Ian McKellen being a pervy old bastard, showing off his pretty young boyfriend. O______o;;; "I may not have won the Supporting Actor Oscar, but dammit, my boyfriend is prettier than yours!" ^^;;;;;
  • And, of course, Halle Berry's hysterics. It's always nice to see someone really visibly happy to win the award. And that's all I can think of now.
    The brain called at 10:53 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Monday, March 25, 2002

    Well, my first thought upon entering the covered courts on Saturday morning for our Baccalaureate mass was that it felt like I was going to Hogwarts. All the students milling about in their cute little navy blue robes, awwww. The faculty and administrators were all in their fancy-schmancy multicolored robes, with the president of the university looking particularly impressive and Dumbledore-like with his voluminous sleeves.

    The actual graduation ceremony was in the afternoon, and it went on about for about four hours, which puts it about level with the Oscars. The School of Humanities was the first school called, so I was among the first people to march up on stage. This is a good thing, because at that point people are still willing to clap for you. After three humid, mind-numbing hours of names being read, you'd be lucky to get audible applause from your own family.

    There was a rush of enthusiasm at the very end, though, when we had to sing the school song. And when that was over, we didn't have any hats to throw up into the air, so we threw our diplomas. They weren't our real diplomas, of course; they were just little rolled-up bits of blank paper they gave us because they haven't made our diplomas yet.

    After that, we beat a hasty retreat from the mob of hysterical students and families. I handed my toga back to the rental people, and we got in the car and drove to dinner with the family at a restaurant called Chateau. It was pretty nice, but the waiters had an unnerving habit of setting the food on fire.
    The brain called at 09:36 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Sunday, March 24, 2002

    The summary of my graduation will be delayed a bit longer. This entry will be an obituary for our cat P.M., 1992-2002.

    P.M. was a black cat with green eyes and a little stump of a tail about an inch long. He was technically an outdoor cat; but he was always able to slip in between people's feet when they opened doors. That, combined with his uncanny skill at opening windows, made it impossible to keep him out. He could be seen inside as often as outside.

    Since he was all black, he was very difficult to spot in the dark; he would often give one of us a good shock by emerging out of the shadows late at night. Shawn, one of my two sheltered indoor cats, is much bigger than P.M., yet was obviously intimidated by him and always gave him a wide berth. We often made jokes about P.M. being evil, and secretly manipulating us all like pawns in his malevolent designs. In later years he became prone to respiratory ailments, and often went around breathing noisily, so we called him Darth Vader. But in truth, he was a really sweet and friendly cat; not to mention one of the coolest and most intelligent cats I've known. We'll all miss him.
    The brain called at 07:33 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Sunday, March 24, 2002

    Oh my holy fracking sassafras. That is unbelievably expletive deleted awesome news.

    ...A Big O sequel. I don't be-freaking-lieve it. There is a God. *_______*
    The brain called at 12:50 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Sunday, March 24, 2002

    Alright, I'm graduated. Down from the hill, down to the world go I. I think I'll write about it tomorrow, though. (Well, technically, today, in the afternoon. ^^;;)
    The brain called at 12:44 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Friday, March 22, 2002

    *reads summaries for X TV 23*

    Sigh. Arashi, you stupid girl. Hel-LO! What were you thinking?! And here we used to think you were so cool.

    Oh well. At least she isn't a whiny self-centered prat like certain smelly, eyeball-hugging people I could mention. 9_9

    .....

    ...Oh, and by the way, I graduate tomorrow.
    The brain called at 10:28 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Friday, March 22, 2002

    Our cat P.M. is staying at the vet overnight. Poor old bugger.
    The brain called at 06:19 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Friday, March 22, 2002

    No cow! What a rip-off. But they did have free water pistols! I got a pink one. And they had a big plastic pool thing which they pumped full of foam. And people running around wetting each other. And batch awards. An old classmate dumped beer on me, and later in the evening went on to win the "Singles Club" award.
    The brain called at 01:27 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Thursday, March 21, 2002

    Tonight I'm going to the "Blue Roast", which is an annual ritual in our school where they slaughter a cow and offer it as a sacrifice to St. Ignatius. Well, actually, it's a party for graduating seniors where they serve roast cow; but close enough. Each year's Blue Roast has a theme, and this year's apparently is a Water Fight party. So Carlo and I were digging through all our old junk, looking for a water pistol or something I could bring. Didn't find any, but we did find a ton of interesting things: our old Ghostbusters proton packs, a whole sackful of dismembered G.I.Joe body parts, etc.

    We also found a stack of my old sketchbooks from back in high school. Fun. XD Have to scan in some of those old drawings. Was thereby inspired to dig out the old comic that I did, oh so long ago. It was 20.5 pages long, drawn on HUUUGE paper! With fashion details and action scenes and backgrounds and everything! It was never finished, of course; but it still goes to show that I was a lot more diligent at comic-making back then. @___@ Have to find a way to scan that sucker; maybe if I have the pages reduced on a photocopy machine, and then scan those?
    The brain called at 06:09 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Thursday, March 21, 2002

    NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! ;_____;

    Dammit to hell. Our trip to Japan is set for March 28 to April 4. We were going at that time specifically to see the damn cherry blossoms. Crap. X_____x (link taken from lashtal)
    The brain called at 01:39 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Tuesday, March 19, 2002

    Oh dear. Just had another silly music video idea: the "Toki ni Ai wa" dance scene from the Utena movie, set to "As the World Falls Down" from the Labyrinth movie soundtrack. X___x;;;
    Though we're strangers till now
    we're choosing the path between the stars
    I'll lay my love
    between the stars

    The brain called at 09:43 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Tuesday, March 19, 2002

    I had been slightly disturbed by the trend that seems to be cropping up, of old movies being rereleased with "new" scenes and "better" special effects. In some cases, it can be rather neat. In other cases, the added scenes are pointless and detract from the impact of the original -- for instance, the new, more boring ending of "The Exorcist". I also have to wonder at this compulsion to "update" the effects. I mean, you know it's an old movie; unless you're an idiot, you won't be holding it to the standards of modern movie effects. And in some cases, the new CGI bits are a bit jarring in comparison to the older bits.

    But even more disturbing for me now is the idea of "updating" movies so that they not only comply with modern special effects, but with modern political correctness as well. A highly amusing article on the subject is here. (Link taken from lashtal.)

    Annnnddddd... I was looking at this link from Tama-Neko's blog, to the person who swiped her wallpapers. Turns out the person in question has also stolen a bunch of art from Bad Candy, Elaine's Passions, Splash Maze, Petit Pois, Cozy Paper, and others. On top of that, it looks to be the same person who has swiped Kell's art on several occasions in the past. >_<;;;
    The brain called at 06:56 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Tuesday, March 19, 2002

    My LOTR Mary Sue Mad Lib! XD Link from Kell.

    Sam looked around Lothlorien with ennui and vivisected. This story sure was getting lugubrious. What was Tolkien thinking with all of those yucky ent and - please - a magical vacuum cleaner ? Where's the magical girl historical drama in that? Also, Gimli had been giving him some bohemian looks and he was getting stupid that things may take some slashy turns.

    Right then, Andrael propelled the voluptuous Celestina Starfireskywalkerspiritlovehate-Jones into the story. Not only a teenager from modern day Earth, but secretly the Dark Lord of the Shoujo of Lothlorien and the known Universe! Sam pranced in nausea. He had never seen anyone so voluptuous in his life. She was turquoise. More than turquoise, she was heart-wrenching ! He was in love. Yup. Definetely in love. No slashy turns for Gimli.

    For no real reason at all, going against all laws of the story, history, mathematics and gravity itself, Celestina Starfireskywalkerspiritlovehate-Jones melty joined the Fellowship right there, right then (Goodbyeeeee Sir Ian McKellen!) Together they walked through Lothlorien, onto The Prancing Pony and more dangerous road, all the while Sam biting on her ankles. Suddenly, and for no reason at all, some nasty ORCS!!! attacked! "Wah!" wailed Sam as he was brutally drooled on. Swiftly, Celestina Starfireskywalkerspiritlovehate-Jones was at his side, single-handedly destorying the ORCS!!! in one sharp, effortless cartwheel.

    "You saved my life," Sam swooned, kissing her medulla oblongata passionately. Just as things were heating up, and the story seemed slightly less lugubrious, Gimli, Legolas and Frodo simultaneously fell down a hole! Selflessly, fearing no harm for herself, Celestina Starfireskywalkerspiritlovehate-Jones pontificated heroically to their rescue, saving their lives in one lucky swoop. "You saved our lives," they swooned, kissing her medulla oblongata.

    And just as the story was drawing a close, Gandalf discreetly mentioned The Ring in conversation. But Celestina Starfireskywalkerspiritlovehate-Jones was no smelly knee-biting boobie, she was the Dark Lord of the Shoujo of Lothlorien in disguise a wee bit! In one swift movement, she grabbed The One Ring from Frodo's superior vena cava, killed Sauron somehow, and destroyed The Ring in a nearby butt-ugly Snape action figure, freeing all of Middle-Earth of its evil corruption and power forever and ever. And ever.

    "You saved our lives," the free peoples of Middle-Earth swooned, kissing her medulla oblongata passionately. And just as the story was drawing to a close, Celestina Starfireskywalkerspiritlovehate-Jones shagged Sam for a while and they all lived happily ever after. Oh yeah, and I think Gandalf fell into darkness at one point and some other bloke died.

    Well?? Are you not entertained????
    The brain called at 05:47 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Sunday, March 17, 2002

    Tonight must be King Lear Night or something. On the Hallmark Channel, they showed "King of Texas", starring Patrick Stewart with long hair and a Texan accent. On AXN, they're now showing "Ran", one of those Akira Kurosawa epics. Both, of course, are adaptations of Shakespeare's "King Lear". Maybe it would be good if I had actually ever read "King Lear".

    I have seen "Ran" before, though. Man, if I ever thought they had dorky haircuts in "Hojo Tokimune", they're a hundred times dorkier in this movie.

    Oh, and I went with Carlo today to see "The Royal Tennenbaums". Good movie. Now I want a dalmation mouse. :D
    The brain called at 11:36 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 16, 2002

    Mom and I went out this evening to watch a play at my old high school. It was called "When Shakespeare's Ladies Meet". Portia from "The Merchant of Venice", Kate from "The Taming of the Shrew", Ophelia from "Hamlet", Desdemona from "Othello", and Cleopatra from "Anthony and Cleopatra" all get together to give Juliet some advice. Puns and Shakespeare humor abound. Neat concept; could have been much better acted though. And where the heck was Lady Macbeth? She would have been cool to have there. Oh well, it was short; so we had time to eat dinner out and then come home and watch Samurai Jack.

    By the way, I neglected to mention that last Thursday morning, I sat in on Saki's film class. They showed an intriguing Japanese film called "Afterlife" (apparently originally titled "Wonderful Life"). In case you didn't feel like clicking on the link and reading the summary, the basic premise is this: after you die, you go to this somewhat run-down dormitory-type place, where you have a week to choose one single memory from your life. That memory is all you take with you to eternity.

    Just the other day, I had been thinking that my idea of heaven would be to be a ten-year-old on an eternal summer vacation.

    Also just the other day, I had been listening to Kunihiko Ikuhara's commentary track on the Utena movie DVD, where he talked about a character named Shiori, a teenage girl who "lives in a world of the dead". Kind of like the teenage girl named Shiori in this movie. Aheheh.
    The brain called at 10:44 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Friday, March 15, 2002

    Mom arrived back from Afghanistan this afternoon! Aside from that, er, not much else accomplished today. ^^;;
    The brain called at 11:27 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Friday, March 15, 2002

    *X TV episode 19 spoilers* WARNING: annoying fannish nitpickings ahead.

    ...Well, that was a little different. Specifically the bits with Karen's childhood. In the manga version, one of the things that impressed me about Karen was that even at a young age, she had her head on straight. She knew she wasn't a demon, and she knew her mother was wrong to beat her. "If a demon is someone who does bad things, is Mama a demon for hitting me?" <-- one of my favorite lines in the original. ^_^ In the TV episode, they traded it for a priest and some Firestarter antics. Which was okay too, but... well, not as cool. ^^ (By the way, I'm willing to bet dollars to onigiri that that was a Jesuit priest. XD )

    That's pretty much my main nitpick with the episode. That, and a big "WTF?" over the whole Aoki divorce thingy. It seemed rather... pointless. Some minor nitpicks: for some reason, the Karen/Nataku/Yuuto fight seemed much more impressive in manga, and much better animated in my head. ^_^ And there was a much greater sense of urgency in the manga version, where dozens of lives, not to mention a major kekkai, were at stake. "You don't want to die, do you? The people in that train you derailed felt the same way." <-- another one of my favorite Karen lines that didn't make it to the screen! Plus, uh... Yuuto seemed to be beating Karen easily, while in the manga they were more evenly matched.

    Okay, so I guess I had a number of nits to pick with this episode. ^^;; Can't help it: it was probably my favorite story in the manga. The episode did have good points, though. I liked how they seemed to be contrasting Yuuto with Aoki. And some additional Yuuto exposure is always nice; the poor guy gets so little development as it is. On the whole, it was an okay adaptation. But the manga was better, naturally. ^_^

    And I hear the next episode is the Sorata/Arashi one. Let's all just cross our fingers and hope for the best...
    The brain called at 12:21 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Wednesday, March 13, 2002

    So today I go to have lunch with some classmates at a place called Fazoli's, a sort of fast-food-ish Italian restaurant in Eastwood. I order a baked ham and cheese sandwich. I tell the cashier, "No lettuce, tomatoes, or mayonaise." After I've paid, I tell him again, just to be certain.

    I go upstairs and wait at our table for about ten minutes, and then the waiter comes. "Here's your order," he says. A ham and cheese sandwich, with lettuce, tomatoes, and mayonaise.

    I tell the waiter that I had asked for no lettuce, tomatoes, and mayonaise. He tells me to go talk to the cashier. I pick up the sandwich and go downstairs to the cashier. The guy who took my order is there, and I point out to him that I had asked for "No lettuce, tomatoes, and mayonaise." He offers to have the offending items removed. I say, fine, whatever. He hands the sandwich to the kitchen guys. Two seconds later, it comes back, minus the lettuce and tomatoes. I suspect, however, that the mayonaise is still present. I take the sandwich back to the table, lift up the ham, and my suspicions are confirmed. I then take a knife and scrape off all the mayonaise as best I can.

    They put a lot of mayonaise.

    I really hate mayonaise.

    I guess in Fazoli-language, "no lettuce, tomatoes, and mayonaise" is code for "yes please put a frigging LOT of lettuce, tomatoes, and mayonaise."

    And that, gentle reader, is my Annoying Story of the Day.

    Oh yeah, and I also took Tigger and Shawn to the vet this morning to have some anti-flea gunk put on them, and now they have to live apart for two days. So Shawn's sleeping in Carlo's room and Tigger's sleeping in my room, and it's all terribly amusing and sitcom-ish. Make a brilliant movie. Really.
    The brain called at 10:48 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Tuesday, March 12, 2002

    Ralph's Clover. Oh God, I don't think I'll ever be able to read Clover the same way again. XD

    I only want my money
    Pay me, you cheap bastards

    The brain called at 02:44 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Tuesday, March 12, 2002

    I find out that Alien Dice has a domain now. Silly me.

    Am browsing places like these for new manga series to check out when we go to Japan next month. Let's see... +Anima, Harukanaru Toki no Naka de, Akuma na Eros (are you interested in this one, Saki? ^^), Pretear, Shaman King... what else am I forgetting?
    The brain called at 01:17 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Monday, March 11, 2002

    Apparently, somebody knows exactly how to distract me for hours at a time.
    The brain called at 11:22 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Monday, March 11, 2002

    In case anyone was curious, my grades for my final semester of college are as follows: C+ in Theology and in Philippine History, B in Philosophy, B+ in Reading the Romance, A in Writing for Children and in Senior Seminar (aka Thesis).
    The brain called at 03:49 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Monday, March 11, 2002

    siggggghhhh... Dammit, I know Jack's my new Official Favorite Samurai Guy, but... Goemonnnnn~ *_* I would really love to see the two of them duke it out. In a giant arena equipped with killer robots and rotating saws!

    Oh well. Maybe someday, when I'm filthy rich and unspeakably evil.

    In unrelated news, Alien Dice is a rather cute comic! Kind of a Pokemon - meets - Clow - Cards - meets - intergalactic - angst thing going on.

    On a totally tangential note, Carlo was talking the other day about when he saw the first teasers for the Lord of the Rings movie, way back when. Of course, he'd never read the books, and really had no idea what they were about. So from the teasers, he'd gotten the impression that there were no less than three important rings in the story: one ring to rule them all, another ring to find them, and another ring to bring them all and in the darkness bind them. And Frodo had the "find them" ring, which would help him to find all the other rings... basically, a "Ring Captor Frodo" sort of deal. Funnily enough, at the time, I had the exact same impression.

    Alright. Tolkien weenies who'd read all the books before graduating from elementary school, you now have permission to throw things at us.
    The brain called at 03:01 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Sunday, March 10, 2002

    Went out for lunch with the family today, as is usual on Sundays. Afterwards Carlo and I watched Thirteen Ghosts. Cool concept, but the execution left much to be desired. Horror movies involving small children are usually not as much fun.

    Also walked around Virra Mall for the first time in months. The pirated DVD vendors have gotten a lot more aggresive. I saw several Big O figure sets -- perhaps a future purchase. Also picked up Culture Crash issue 7. As usual, the back cover is a magazine/advertisement parody. This time it's "Metal Rear Solid 2: Buns of Steel" (Hard-Ass Espionage Action!) XD

    Grading the flags of the world. What?! The Philippine flag only gets a "C"?? There aren't that many stars, for crying out loud!
    The brain called at 09:58 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Sunday, March 10, 2002

    By the way, about that Samurai Jack episode... despite the appeal of Jack in a pinstripe suit, I don't think it was one of the better episodes. The ending was one of those "arrrrgh!!!" endings that make you slap your forehead. And if Jack's such an amazing fighter that he was able to almost defeat Aku for a second time, how come a bunch of midgets were able to knock him out with one blow? And Aku was uncharacteristically stupid in that episode. Jack was pretty smart, but he did something really dumb at the end. >_<

    Oh well. The suit was darn cool, though. I think Jack liked it as well. And I would rather watch that episode than slog through all the awful Samurai Jack fanfics at ff.net. I think I've gone through about four Jack-meets-beautiful-Samurai-Mary-Sue fics so far, and each was worse than the last. X__x

    ...I guess I'm just a masochist.
    The brain called at 12:39 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 9, 2002

    Tonight on Samurai Jack: Jack helps the Anthill Mob defeat Earth Wind and Fire, and develops an inordinate attachment to his hat.
    The brain called at 10:24 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 9, 2002

    Just saw a movie on HBO where Rik Mayall was playing Merlin. Yes, that Merlin. Yes, that Rik Mayall. ^^ It also had Tia Carrere as some evil scientist chick, and Adrian Paul as Lancelot. Adrian Paul, the TV Highlander! XD There was some bit where he and King Arthur (who was butt-ugly by the way) had to jump over a pit of flame. Arthur said "We'll be killed!", or something like that. And Adrian Paul said, "Who wants to live forever?" >__<
    The brain called at 08:53 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 9, 2002

    Oh those wild and crazy penguins! ^0^
    The brain called at 03:20 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 9, 2002

    My God, I remember seeing this movie! It was on TV, ages and ages ago. I don't remember it being called "Terror at London Bridge", though. I vaguely remember it as "Jack the Ripper 1985" or something like that. And I must have totally forgotten that David Hasselhoff was in it! O____o
    The brain called at 02:01 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Friday, March 8, 2002

    Stupid teenagers. If I had been caught and was being ritually slaughtered by Satanists, I would recite the Apostle's Creed real loud. You know, just to piss them off.
    The brain called at 09:06 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Wednesday, March 6, 2002

    Behold my life for the past several days.

    Samurai Jack! :D

    MWAHAHAHAHA!!! Bask in the supreme redness that is this Samurai Jack winamp skin! God, I haven't made a winamp skin in ages. The last one I made was that lackluster Roger Smith one, during the height of my Big O obsession a few months ago. O__o I'm pretty happy with how this one came out, though. I wonder if I should finally update my crappy winamp skins page? (Did anyone even know that I had a winamp skins page? On second thought, it's probably best that you didn't.)

    Okay, so maybe I did do a few other things over the past several days besides make a Samurai Jack winamp skin. Last Sunday Carlo and I went out to see The Mothman Prophecies. To my profound disappointment, there was not a single grotesque insect/human mutant hybrid to be seen. MothMonsterMan, my favorite character from Aqua Teen Hunger Force, did not make an appearance. Not even Mothra. What a rip-off.

    Seriously, it was a very creepy movie. Creepy, and containing enough ambiguously quasi-apocalyptic mumbo-jumbo, to be an episode of Millennium. Only dragged out to two hours instead of one. And instead of the almighty Lance Henriksen, they got some little-known B-actor named Richard Gere. But was decent movie nevertheless.

    Other than that, well, I went to my Philo class once or twice. And I finally, finally, saw Dogma, which was pretty good. And today Carlo and I went to the gym, and then got burgers at the new Brothers Burger that opened here. Mmm, Brothers Burger.

    Mmm. Samurai Jack winamp skin.
    The brain called at 11:38 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 2, 2002

    My goodness, Hugh Laurie was in Sense and Sensibility? XD
    The brain called at 11:24 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 2, 2002

    This week on Samurai Jack: it's Jack versus Fat Bastard!
    The brain called at 10:29 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 2, 2002

    Have I ever mentioned how much I HATEHATEHATE TV ads which show a girl taking down her hair and taking off her glasses and all of a sudden she's this gorgeous babe who turns guy's heads? XO~~~

    Anyway, I haven't been able to get that Kingdom Hearts thing out of my head. Partly it's the theme song I guess, but also the sheer wackiness of the idea. Think about it. How many of us have sat around playing FFX or something and thought to ourselves, "Lulu and Wakka are cool and all, but I really wish Donald Duck and Goofy could join my party." Or have watched Winnie the Pooh and thought, "I wonder what if it would be like if, instead of Christopher Robin, Pooh hung out with some guy with spiky hair, big gloves, and a weather-related name?" Or watched The Little Mermaid and thought, "This movie needs more songs. Especially ones by Utada Hikaru." XD

    And will Disney execs break into cold sweats once all the Kingdom Hearts hentai/yaoi doujinshi start rolling out? >:D
    The brain called at 01:00 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 2, 2002

    Well, Mom e-mailed from the airport in Pakistan. So far so good, she says.
    The brain called at 12:43 p.m., but nobody was home.

    Saturday, March 2, 2002

    And Carlo downloaded TV ads for Kingdom Hearts! You know, that Disney/Squaresoft RPG? I swear, watching that ad was like rapidly switching the TV back and forth between AXN and the Disney channel. XD But look! It's got Maleficent, and Tarzan, and the Little Mermaid, and Winnie the Pooh, and JACK SKELLINGTOOOONNNNN!!! *___* And a theme song by Utada Hikaru. And JACK SKELLINGTOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNN!!!
    The brain called at 12:59 a.m., but nobody was home.

    Friday, March 1, 2002

    Well, that's it. Had my last test and last thing to submit today. Last day of school.

    ........

    ..."SCHOOOOL'S! OUT! FOR! EVER!"

    ...Well, actually, I'll still be attending my Philosophy class, since that's a Junior class and will be going on about a month after the Seniors are done. But that's mostly just for the heck of it. Other than that, I have almost a month before the graduation ceremony, which means almost a month of bumming around before the reality of being done with school and out in the real world finally hits.

    O__O

    In other news... I hadn't mentioned this before, but the UN is sending my mom to Afghanistan. She left this morning. She's supposed to spend two weeks there, helping set up a Ministry of Women's Affairs or something. She seemed quite excited about the idea. I'm proud, I suppose, but at the moment I'm mostly scared shitless.

    I saw it on CNN yesterday. As if there's been a day recently when Afghanistan hasn't been on the news. There were soldiers near the airport, blowing up unexploded bombs and things. Shit.

    Apparently there's no electricity. And no phones. Their only means of communication is radio. So she has no way of calling us for two weeks.

    Shit.

    ........

    ...At any rate, on a lighter note, after my classes and things were done today, I went to a showing of Once Upon A Time in China. A pretty cool film. Turn-of-the-century Hong Kong, kung fu action, evil Americans, and an important message about colonialism and such. And Jesuits! Why is it, when there are so many movies and shows that portray dogmaticism and hypocrisy within the Catholic Church, for some reason movie Jesuits are always cool and noble and self-sacrificing? Corrupt priests in Cadfael, Noli Me Tangere, etc. are always Dominicans or Benedictines or whatever. Never Jesuits. The Jesuits are those guys jumping in front of guns in Once Upon A Time in China, or bravely fighting the Devil in The Exorcist. Well, I guess as a product of a Jesuit school, I should be proud. ^^

    After the movie, Saki and I had dinner at Shin Ramen Tei. Then I went home. Then I watched Chicken Run on HBO. I still think that that is the most brilliant movie ever made. Ever. And then I watched Adult Swim on Cartoon Network. And now here I am. Blogging. Go me.
    The brain called at 11:45 p.m., but nobody was home.

     
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