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...and after a lot of 'net shopping, I discovered that you can get TB for around $5-8 per volume, rather than what turned out to be the exorbitantly high rate that one Canadian site gave.
Normally I'm not a big fan of the euro, but woo fucking hoo!!!
I guess there's more than one universal language--music is the most powerful, but huge pretty green eyes come in at a close second. ^_^ (Why yes, this is me fangirling shamelessly. Scary, innit?)
*skibbles off to order X16 in French*
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 12:35 a.m., Friday, March 7, 2003
You would make a good Seishirou, if only for the reason that you'd probably cover your tracks a bit better than he does. (As in, giving people reasons why they mysteriously fainted and can't remember what happened before those badguys met a messy and untimely end, rather than changing the subject.)
Also, you probably would have figured out a way to make the physics of a knife aimed at your kidney work out so it was either harmlessly deflected or hit some body part lower and less vital than your eye.
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 09:33 p.m., Wednesday, March 5, 2003
...whoever was here looking for "Sumeragi Subaru fascinating"... he is. He really, really is.
In other news, seven years of taking French in high school is paying off in a way I never expected: I discovered that, in Canada, you can get French Tokyo Babylon. All. Seven. Volumes. *drools like a mental patient*
Now all I have to do is convince my mom that French manga is a perfectly appropriate birthday present to myself... Though I guess if I can get away with looking for a place to take belly-dancing lessons, showing an interest in refreshing my French vocab won't hurt. XD
(And a propos of nothing: my real anime parents are Hana and Yume. Bwee! I haven't had enough sleep! :D)
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 11:31 a.m., Wednesday, March 5, 2003
By the way. Whoever was here looking for "ginji ban fanfic", "sweet Tokyo Babylon lemon", and "Kamui kiss Fuuma"--
Not just yet, but I'm working on it. ^__~
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 02:04 p.m., Monday, March 3, 2003
...and then, of course, I get this mental image of Kamui singing "Oh I Wish I were an Oscar Meyer wei~ner~..."
BAD brain. No biscuit. @_@
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 01:56 p.m., Monday, March 3, 2003
...I just had a really weird thought about the current installment of X in ASUKA.
I've been wondering why Subaru, of all people, would chime in with Fuuma in telling Kamui that he's wrong about his Wish (it just didn't seem like the type of thing he'd do), and then it hit me. Subaru has, at long last, given in and admitted that there is no way to make everyone happy--so maybe what he's doing is hinting to Kamui that his true Wish is probably of a selfish nature, and that it's okay to acknowledge that. After all, he should know--he did spend an awfully long time playing therapist to lost spirits and pushing his own desires aside in favor of making sure that everyone around him was okay, and that really didn't turn out well at all. (And no, I don't think that wanting Seishirou to kill him was necessarily entirely selfish--because I think that the flip side of that Wish is that he wanted Seishirou to live. He couldn't destroy or bring himself to hate someone who had wronged him, because in spite of that wrong he couldn't forget that he'd loved Seishirou and believed Seishirou had loved him.)
In short, he learned really late that putting other people aside to take care of himself would probably have been a good idea, and now he's trying to warn Kamui off of taking the same (now potentially fatal) path as he did.
Of course, this leaves open the question of what that true Wish actually is.
Though I like her idea that it's to have put on clean underwear that morning.
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 01:46 a.m., Monday, March 3, 2003
And now, things that probably hurt God but that make me "XD" rather relentlessly.
1. According to my spiffy new Animerica, there's a live-action Inu-Yasha musical.
2. The oh-so-cuddly Agent Smith plushie.
3. Today's word of the day from dictionary.com was "spoony".
4. I agreed to write squirmy SxS (and no, one of those S's is NOT what you think it is) smut in exchange for Prince of Tennis and a really, really ghetto fanart bribe.
I mean, really ghetto.
Unless I'm remembering things wrong and I agreed to something else...
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 07:05 p.m., Thursday, February 27, 2003
Thanks to Eike, Get Backers has now eaten me. *swoons uselessly at Akabane*
Miki was right when he described it as Weiss Kreuz without the angst--except that it's... so much more. Better animation, more comedy, a shounen-ai couple so cute they should be illegal, an assload of chibis, a creepy quasi-villain with funky scars, and GINJI SPARKLES.
Of course, Eike also showed me Saiyuki and Guilty Gear, but GINJI SPARKLES, DAMMIT.
*brain burbles happily*
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 07:17 p.m., Sunday, February 23, 2003
And there's a stupid fic to match this layout, too. XD
Edit: Just for good measure:

^____^ Verily, I am 0wnz0red.
it looks as if the victory of the "bet" is in my hands... 1:58 p.m., Saturday, February 22, 2003
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