Everyone who gave me info, thanks. ^-^ *prepares to make with the distributing of fanart*

I have a new cell phone! With a white faceplate! And it actually holds its charge for more than an hour! *dansudansu*
And, yes, because I am a geek, instead of answering my cell phone with "Hello" like regular people, I answer incoming calls with "Sumeragi Paranormal, how may I help you?"

Just, y'know. 'Cause I can. ^_____^

i saw your face, and i ascended...
1:49 p.m., Tuesday, September 10, 2002

---

If somebody could tell me the name of Aoki's daughter, I'd be really grateful. Like, fanart and cupcake grateful. I've tried looking it up, but I get so many variations that I have no idea which one is actually correct.

...also knowing the name of Yuuto's sister wouldn't hurt. *nitpicky*

i saw your face, and i ascended...
03:14 p.m., Monday, September 9, 2002

---

Once again, I'm amazed at the good a few small things can do. Daddy took me to see "One Hour Photo" yesterday, and... oh, man. Robin Williams is a wonderful actor, and the ending of the movie is really smartly done, but now I have to go watch "Mrs. Doubtfire" to scrub his sheer creepiness out of my head. Good, good movie.

Um~... what else. TR8 rather desperately needs work, as I know all the major elements of the plot for this chapter... and yes, Ko, there is more of the goodness you describe in this chapter.

And on that note--my god, writing the sexual tension in various fics is starting to get to me. I need to see some kissing that I didn't write/draw myself.
*hope, hope, HOPES her X doujinshi gets here today and has some kissing in it*

i saw your face, and i ascended...
10:13 a.m., Monday, September 9, 2002

---

Worked at granddad's. The only thing they had for lunch was what my step-grandmother made...

Hot dogs.
In store-bought hard taco shells.
And baked beans.

I very nearly burst out crying.

(Also... you know, I'm well aware that I'm not always the sharpest cheese on the platter, but when people know about something fairly obvious and don't even hint at it, and then I find myself coming to a conclusion and realising, "gee, that was pretty damn obvious"... god, I wish I had a cigarette right about now. I'm not a happy rosebud.)

i saw your face, and i ascended...
05:03 p.m., Saturday, September 7, 2002

---

By the way, God, thanks for the good hair day. S'much appreciated, seeing as I haven't had one in a week and a half.

i saw your face, and i ascended...
03:02 p.m., Thursday, September 5, 2002

---

...now here's another question: when you want to hug everyone, who do you hug first? ^_^

My sister's at school, so I get at least eight hours free of Happy Days/Scrubs references (damn you, Tivo, for corrputing my baby sister)... and mom decided that I've been so good lately she'd take me to Torrid.

Yes. Torrid. The plus-sizes version of Hot Topic.

So now I have a shirt that looks like it was designed by CLAMP (think unnecessary gromits and laces), and an enormous pair of pants. They're so comfy and soft and such a relief to wear... because really, there's only so much time I can spend around a fuddy-duddy like my granddad before I start to feel like the buttondown vibes are crawling around under my skin.

Oh, and something I thought was really kinda funny: so, most everyone who knows me as an X fan knows I have this cute little project of a *cough* musical nature, that I want to do, just once, the year the X manga finally ends. I know it's kind of silly, but I think it will be fun.
Who knew Tim Burton would have the same idea, only with Batman?

i saw your face, and i ascended...
11:40 a.m., Thursday, September 5, 2002

---

Someone tell me... is there any appropriate way to react when somebody implies that they liked you better before you were medicated and treated for learning disabilities or recognised your other mental health/demon-y problems?

>___________< want die now.

i saw your face, and i ascended...
08:30 p.m., Monday, September 2, 2002

---

It's a sad day. My mom's four-year-old car--which I named Beast when we got it (yes, before I had even heard of anime)--died in the parking lot of a car dealership yesterday.

However, it did lead to the following hysterical bit of dialogue:
Mom: *flails as Beast makes battery-not-working noises* ARGH! Why won't this thing work?!
Peaches: Because it was bred of a DONKEY and a PIECE OF CHEESE!

...ummmmmmduh. What else... yeah, rented "Batman" and "The Exorcist: The Version You've Never Seen" last night.
>_o;;;
"Exorcist" is... really not what I'd expected. It's apparently been voted the Scariest Movie Of All Time or something by several different organisations, and while it wasn't the most frightening movie I've ever seen, it was so visceral that I had to keep my light on for a while after I went to bed.
I really don't know why it's such a strong movie that way. Maybe it's that you don't know why the little girl got possessed at this particular time, or what entity exactly seems to have taken hold of her, or why this little girl was chosen. Maybe it's that things seem so hopeless from the very beginning of the movie onward. Maybe it's that the ritual itself, when it finally happens, is carried out by two priests who very clearly are not a hundred percent certain of their faith. And, yes, maybe it's that some of the scenes are so... unexpectedly powerful. All I'll say is, damn, watch out for the crucifix scene. Because it's not so much the image itself that's so horrible... it's the sounds you hear right before.

Although I did find it funny that at the very beginning, the doctor diagnoses Regan with "hyperkinetic disorder"... which is now known as attention deficit disorder. ^^

i saw your face, and i ascended...
02:42 p.m., Sunday, September 1, 2002

---

Me: *reading the Economist out loud, comes across a piece berating the Pope for not having spoken out in support of Poland joining the EU*
Granddad: What a dummy.
Me: .......Did you just call the Pope a dummy?
*pause*
Granddad: Sure.
Me: You're really something else, Granddad... XD

Oh. And hail Ilpalazzo.

i saw your face, and i ascended...
02:39 p.m., Saturday, August 31, 2002

---

o_o My dreams have taken a turn for the bizarre. Normally they're so intense they're borderline nightmares, but today just before I woke up, this voice in my dream said, "If you don't wake up, this will become a nightmare."

And I woke up.

*Twilight Zone Theme plays*

First anime club meeting today~~!! I get to see the other two-thirds of the Incredible Flower Love Trio (go ahead and GUESS who's Ayame XD XD), my evil twin, my oniisama... *_* And I'm going to be showing up in cosplay.

This is the great thing about working for a blind man: I'm going to work in the costume I consider the Cutest Cosplay Outfit I've Ever Been Able To Put Together, and Granddad will have no idea. XD

(Also, posted a sillyish little drabble on CLAMPesque. It was fun to write. That's my excuse.)


~this entry brought to you by sleep dep, acute indigestion, and an imminent shot of GENKIGENKI... wheeeee!~

i saw your face, and i ascended...
10:09 a.m., Friday, August 30, 2002

---

And now, while I finish some essays for "Onmyoujitsu For Dummies", I give you: Fun With Referrals!

Rackham Rose blog *waves arms* OVER HERE! HERE! HIIIIII!
"tabula rasa" [as far as I can tell; the link got cut off] *points at CLAMPesque and Fanfiction.net :D
shakira is pregnant fanfiction ...dude. No. Just no.
Alan Rickman avatar ...*dreamy sigh*
Sakurazuka Seishirou avatar ...well, no...
Hello Kitty layout XD!! I don't have one, but I should, at some point!
X Kanoe Clamp images ...you know, it really is high time I started to do Kanoe fanart. So, maybe, at some point!
Shougo Asagi Dude, another Shougo fan. Email me. Like now.
yaoi cosplayer kiss XD XD XD

i saw your face, and i ascended...
10:58 a.m., Thursday, August 29, 2002

---

Veeery eenterestink...

So, first of all, my granddad fired the intern who had the worst spelling and grammar problems. I'm glad, in a kind of guilt-ridden way, because she was doing a really ridiculously bad job.

And last night... was the first time I had a nightmare where I actually took control and turned the situation in my favor. I was an exorcist (a thing I've never been in my dreams, weirdly enough), and I was battling some kind of violently malicious spirit... and about halfway through all the horrible torture the ghost was putting me through, I decided, "You know what, that's enough." And I figured out the best way to fight back, and I won. Go figure.

Mmmmm, and it's raining. 8D~~

i saw your face, and i ascended...
02:09 p.m., Wednesday, August 28, 2002

---

Saw an ad for husky puppies this morning in the paper. Wish I had $200. And, uh, that my parents were willing to have a dog in the house. Though I don't think they'd object to me wanting to give a dog a Japanese name, as long as I taught them how to pronounce it. XD
(I dunno why, but I really like the big sled dogs and collies. Maybe it's that they have a lot of fluffy soft fur--which can be a neat effect, as a well-groomed mane can make a dog look a little like a new breed of lion--or maybe it's that a big, warm, breathing body is just such a happy thing.)
But mom did say I could start with a zebra finch if I show more progress on being organised/save up enough money, so... I figure once I've paid for the manga, doujinshi, and anime DVDs I want to get... ^^;;;

*stretches* And I'm gonna put up "Onmyoujitsu For Dummies" soon... despite having lost a lot of stuff when topcities went down, I think I can reconstruct what I had and at least slap together the content. No layouts yet, though the donation of one would result in much author lovin'. ^_^v

And, Jesus, Shougo, I hear you. I'm putting together your damn backstory already. -_- Muses...

i saw your face, and i ascended...
10:18 a.m., Tuesday, August 27, 2002

---

You know... I'm so glad that the high schools I attended didn't have cheerleaders.

Because, see, I never knew any cheerleaders; I don't think I even saw a real live one until I was about... oh... sixteen or so. I never really got to see the dark, slimy underside of jock-and-blondie social hierarchies, because the schools I went to were more arts-oriented than sports-oriented.

Therefore, since cheerleading is really little more than an urban legend to me ("Girls jumping around in ridiculously tiny skirts in front of dumb highschool-age athletes? This is like that thing with the hamster in the microwave, right?"), I don't feel morally unclean for thinking that "I'm sexy, I'm cute" cheer from the beginning of "Bring it On" is kinda cute. ^_^;;

Nrgh. Must write fic. But, uh, not cheerleader fic, because that would be wrong. *straps self to keyboard*

i saw your face, and i ascended...
1:02 p.m., Monday, August 26, 2002

---