stop looking at my charisma.
music: "chaiyya chaiyya" and "the pirates who don't do anything"
accomplishment for the weekend: coming up with a new method of cartomancy
although: the fruit-smuggling jedi and the fairy-tale rpg were also great ^_~
There will soon be new writings posted in my old-ass livejournal. Yes, I am a journalslut. I can't help it; I like to talk... ^^
Saw both "Attack of the Clones" and "Monsoon Wedding". I really enjoyed "Clones"; the only thing about it I found to be a major disappointment was Hayden Christiansen. Mr. Christiansen, if I ever meet you, I will hurt you. A lot. Hell, I'm a girl and I would have made a better Anakin than you. Plus I would have gotten to kiss Natalie Portman... *_*
(...you know, I think I'm a lot more gay than I used to think. It's not that I'm exclusively attracted to women... it's just that if I were to get a snugglebunny, as described several entries down, I'd want it to be a woman. Go figure.)
Speaking of gayness, I saw "Company" last night. Boy howdy, do I wish mom had let me skip and go to Vee-sempai's play instead... >_< The cast was wonderful, but the script itself was dated, stilted, awkward and boring. It couldn't decide whether it was a play or a musical... and frankly, the portrayal of the married couples and indeed the women that the protagonist dates through the course of the show had me firmly convinced by the end of act one that the poor guy needs to find a man rather than a woman. (Particularly because there was no chemistry between him and any of the women in the cast.)
Also, the actress with the strongest and most beautiful voice was pitifully under-used. Wah!
Um, I realise I left the description of "Monsoon Wedding" dangling, so I'll come back to that after we get back from Peaches' performance. Everybody go pet her, she got incredible scores on her SATIIs! I'm very proud of her. ^_^
and so i rose with dripping wings at 1:20 p.m., Sunday, May 19, 2002
trust in your feelings, luke.
music: "duel of the fates"
planned date of "episode two" viewing: tomorrow
Okay, I have a confession to make.
I liked Episode One, and I'm pretty sure I'm going to like Episode Two.
All those of you who saw Episode Two and didn't like it, I don't want to hear it. I'm sorry, but it looks really promising to me, and trilogies usually improve in the second and third films anyway.
I liked Episode One. I thought it was a big, pretty piece of brain candy with some neat world-building--not by any means the best movie ever made, but really not bad either. I had fun watching it; I still do, whether I'm watching the movie to mock it or just to watch it. I think it's a fun movie--more so than Episode Four, in my opinion. (Not as much fun as Five and Six, though; nothing beats Luke's evolution into a real live Jedi Knight.)
The racial stereotyping that the films are supposed to have in spades? I do see it there when people point it out to me, but for the most part I'm not concerned. (The first three films were made during the Cold War--Evil Empire, anybody?) Sci-fi may have political agenda; it may not. Most of the time, unless the movie explicitly beats me over the head with "Look at me being an agenda-laden satire", I don't tend to see it.
So, in short: those of you who've seen "Attack of the Clones" and hated it, please don't rain on my parade. Don't beat me over the head with reasons not to like it (even if I do enjoy it, I can probably come up with several of those on my own). And, please, don't post spoilers.
Phew. Stick a lightsaber in me, I'm done.
and so i rose with dripping wings at 1:32 p.m., Thursday, May 16, 2002
heat exhaustion
music: "nanaka wa itsumo genki", mahou tsukai tai; "it's so all right", seki toshihiko
weird feeling of being followed everywhere by pathetic fallacy: constant
Blargh.
Okay, actually, the title of this entry is misleading. It was freezing today, though it's still as grey and stormy and windy as it's been for the past week or so. And, as usual, I don't know whether it's the weather that's affecting my mood or vice versa.
I'm the only person in my circle of friends who's still in the area, and it's really starting to suck. Mom has to have another surgery (which may lead to a mastectomy), and, to put it plainly, I'm just tired.
Mostly I'm tired of being paranoid, and upset about mom's cancer, and anxious over my classes, and lonely. But, honestly, I'm also tired of feeling so needy--I'd just really like something like a snugglebunny.
Yeah, a snugglebunny. Nothing terribly serious--just exclusive and sweet, somebody who will tease and flirt with me and give me a stupid little nickname. Somebody who'll take me out; somebody who'll give me a reason to wear my collar, and make me laugh when either of us needs it. Somebody with whom I can be disgustingly cute in public and private... and who can teach me things about my body.
"Best friend with benefits", maybe?
Or maybe I'm just starting to feel the effects of constantly almost getting play without ever actually getting any.
To sum up: loneliness sucks wang.
and so i rose with dripping wings at 12:02 a.m., Tuesday, May 14, 2002
too early seen unknown, and known too late
music: "paint it black", gob; "your song", ewan mcgregor
my new least favourite colour: beige
So. Saw the Shakespeare Theatre's new production of Romeo and Juliet.
I feel so cheated.
It was so beige. Bland. Sure, Romeo was a sweet little nerd and I enjoyed his performance, but... so much of the play's passion was missing. The words were lovely, but there was no power, no heartbeat underneath them. The set just existed; the costumes were washed-out. (Mercutio was wearing jeans--and while I'm not opposed to Shakespeare in jeans, I have to say that it was a bad costuming decision considering that all the women were wearing corsets.)
So when we get back from dinner I have to go pull out "Shakespeare In Love" and watch it. I just can't take passionless Shakespeare... I love those words, I grew up with them, and I can't bear to hear them mistreated.
and so i rose with dripping wings at 05:21 p.m., Sunday, May 12, 2002
i have techno joy!
music: "dark mirrors", dj lycoris
total songs composed: four
confidence in my ability to compose trance that doesn't actually suck: growing
Maybe I should put the nice DJing program down before my head swells...although I'm rather proud, I wrote a track for my little sister which uses a really pretty sparkly-sounding melody line.
Although, I have to say I really like the name of the track, which is "Little Irony Butterfly". XD
I swear my next blog entry won't be about music.
and so i rose with dripping wings at 12:03 a.m., Saturday, May 11, 2002
"damn your eyes!" "too late."
music: "sakurazukamori (final edit)", dj lycoris
museums visited today: two
observation on watching "kizuna": um... is there supposed to be a plot there somewhere...?
Not that I didn't enjoy "Kizuna". But, um. Maybe I should have read the manga first?
*points up* But lookit!! My very first song, ever, is finally complete! There's only one really hideous edit-jump that I hate, but otherwise it sounds very smooth. And it's almost three minutes long.
I'm going to try and make the next one longer, and then see if I can lay down the beginnings of something that'll actually have lyrics.
Also, I have a portfolio piece. Nataku from X. Looking like Nataku from X. Which I will go scan very soon. But not now, because I have to go dive back into GrooveMaker and MAKE MORE PRETTY MUSIC.
And download samples. Wheehoo!!
and so i rose with dripping wings at 05:25 p.m., Thursday, May 9, 2002
oh mama, i wanna make rhythm...
weeks till the yaoi manga arrive: one to two
music: "sakurazukamori", dj lycoris
For those of you who may recognise the name DJ Lycoris--yes, that's me. I made my very first audio track today, using my happy new DJing software and samples from a drama track by CLAMP (I'll probably put in a few random .wav files later). It's exactly one minute and forty seconds long, jumps in places where the editing is slightly off, and has quite possibly the suckiest ending of any song ever.
But I made it. And I managed to put in all the sounds I really really wanted. And I think, if I'm lucky, I will wake up tomorrow and not hate most of it.
I hope. I'll work on it more in the morning.
and so i rose with dripping wings at 11:56 p.m., Tuesday, May 7, 2002
