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I dunno how you found this, but alas, here you are. So enjoy the frightening fruits of my troubled little brain.
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wMonday, December 30, 2002 |
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feeling: hot and bored
listening to: nothing... gotta find something...
I won Love Hina >:D ...sadly though it probably won't get to me before I move back to the dorm next weekend. My Utena DVDs were shipped somewhere between Dec. 18-23, but they haven't arrived yet either. Blah. *stands by window gazing down the road until the Big Brown Truck comes a-calling*
Also I found out that Daria is still on :D Every night at 10 and again at 1 a.m., on Noggin. I get that channel in the dorm too~ *dance* Oh, but this is interesting. Remember my obsession with the Japanese block (Wedding Planner/Nurse no Oshigoto 4/Home and Away followed by Hey Hey Hey) every Sunday night on the International Channel? For several weeks I was enjoying the ability to watch it in my dorm room instead of having dad tape it for me every week, because it took me a couple weeks to discover that OSU's cable service includes the International Channel. 9,9; Anywho, then, the last Sunday night before finals week and my returning home for winter break, I flipped to the right channel when it was time for Hey Hey Hey to come on... and there's some Robin Williams movie going off instead of the usual Japanese drama. After a few minutes/ confusion, I realize that this is no longer the International Channel. I go through every channel on the TV, but it's gone. Disappeared from the lineup for no apparent reason. >< You'd think the biggest single college campus in the freaking nation, of which the population is probably at least 1/3 non-American, would include THE International Channel in their foreign network cable block. What a dippy change. ¬_¬;; So it looks like now I'm back to having my dad tape it for me every week. *mutter*
I'm bored... I could play Sims again... Brett and Katy need a baby and a dog :P... but, dangit. *sigh*
Hey, yeah. They need a baby and a dog. *goes off to give them at least one of those*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 12/30/2002 06:41:00 PM
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feeling: tired and hot
listening to: nothing
Holy fruit, did Enetation go Frenchie or something? I swear by all things purple the comments link under my posts says 'poseurs' instead of 'comments'... O.o
I have nothing to blog about anymore. Heh, remember the good ol' days when I posted almost daily? And to think I thought I had no life THEN. Well, actually, I'm trying to spend a bit less time on the computer lately *gasp*... or less time online, anyhow. Still play lots of Sims since I got the Unleashed expansion for Christmas. But I've actually been doing better. Whereas a couple years ago I'd spend about half my waking hours per day on the net, I'm down to a couple hours a day now, if that. Generally. Kinda.
And as you may have guessed, this is another of those totally random boredom blogs with no meaning or point whatsoever. So yay.
Wanna know what I got for Christmas? :P Like, umm... a Garfield book, a Calvin & Hobbes book... Calvin & Hobbes is freaking awesome, by the way... the four Lord of the Rings books, a throw pillow with what appears to be an ocelot on it, some clothes... including a nightie thingy I'll probably never wear... shampoo and weird lotion from a certain gaki cousin in cahouts with a certain grandmother, a kwoote stuffed white tiger *cuddle*, the Final Fantasy movie, some Snoopy stuff from Mommy including a hot cocoa gift set thing, the annual Hallmark collectible ornaments, and a couple cute candy boxes, a bit short of $300, and a DVD player that's as close to top-of-the-line as anything I've ever owned. *hugs Daddy* I think that's all. Oh, wait... and a teensy little NY souvenir keyring-a-ma-bob that Dumplin' hid well within my gift bag and that I wouldn't have remembered if Mom hadn't gone through the bag as soon as we got home that evening.. XD;;; And also, eps 1-13 of Utena on DVD, but we got them from eBay and they haven't arrived yet. And I'm about to bid on the full Love Hina series. In abooouuuut... an hour. Guess I'll cover that with a bit of my Christmas money. :P
I can't wait to hang up my 2003 calendar. I still can't believe I actually found a calendar that features white tigers EXCLUSIVELY. *purrrrr*
Okuda Tamio looks too cute. I want his song 'Marshmallow'. It's supposed to be hilarious. But no matter how many times I tell Kazaa to download it from the 4 or 5 different people I've found who have it, it tells me more sources are needed. No one has Love Potion by Mizuki Arisa either. >< Kazaa can bite my toe.
I just finished reading The Hobbit... and coincidentally (actually not coincidentally at all... it just sounded cool), I also downloaded the old cartoon movie of it. My brother used to love that movie, but when he watched I kept a good distance. Partly because I had no interest when I was 6 or 7 years old, and partly because Bilbo had the creepiest looking face I'd ever seen. It still creeped me out when I watched it this weekend, but I appreciated it more. Wasn't near as good as the book though. It's bad when stuff that takes up 4 or 5 chapters of a book only takes up 4 or 5 minutes of the movie. *mourns the loss of Beorn and the Arkenstone*
On a final random note... my Phoenix is the cutest little fishie alive. ^.^ I should've named him Bubble or something. He is obsessed with bubbles. Occasionally a fairly big one or two will appear on the surface, and as soon as he sees one, he'll rush over to it, stare at it, swim circles around it, push it around with his nose, and finally attack it with a grand little leap in an attempt to either devour or destroy it. Unfortunately for him though, the little splash caused by his jump usually creates even more big bubbles to torment him. XD Man, I'd smooch this fish on the nose if I could... he is too bloody cute~~
...well, I lied. THIS is the final random note. :P Ok, it's been 2 1/2 weeks since I got my new betta - the incredibly gorgeous red and white butterfly/marble/combtail one - and still he has no name. Silfy-chan suggested that I call him... *snort*... Gackt *giggledie*. Frighteningly that seems to suit him all too well XD;; But... well, I always feel weird naming animals after people, especially real people (as opposed to just selecting a random human name, which I don't do either). Still thinking about it though. 9u9 But that made me think if there were any Gackt songs I could name him after... first one that came to mind was Seki-Ray, a sweet song... I'm not sure though ><; Also, a while ago when I was thinking about names, for some reason Bel Air popped into my head. That happens to be the name of a song by Malice Mizer, the band Gackt was once a member of. Bel Air is a weird name for a fish O_o ...but, I'm down to those 3 possibilities, it seems. Gackt, Sekiray, Bel Air. Or maybe I'll think of even more in the next few days... *rips hair out*
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 12/30/2002 01:04:00 AM
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wTuesday, December 24, 2002 |
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feeling: like slumping into a corner and staring at the opposite wall for a few days
listening to: nothing
I'm having one of those days. Namely one of those days where I actually TRY to get myself depressed. I read some of my more depressing blog posts, I read through old arguments and slugfests I was involved in at forums (that works really well, cause I never won a single one), I review in my mind the growing list of enemies I've unwittingly made in said slugfests who have a permanently set opinion of me as an inferior and non-worthwhile being just because I don't think like they do... and instead of going and doing something fun to cheer myself up, like maybe writing those people's names on little strips of paper and burning them and stomping all over the ashes, I just sit there quietly in a chair or on my bed and just... well, sit there... for as long as I can stand it. Or until I have to go do something. Basically this is my own little version of reacting to acute depression by getting dead drunk. But the advantage is that within 10-16 hours, instead of being stuck in bed with a hangover the size of Siberia (on Christmas day, no less), I'll have forgotten all about it again and will feel better.
See? My methods work. Trust me, I've tested them enough times to know.
In other news, Sunday night I watched the final episode of Nurse no Oshigoto 4 - "Leave it to Nurses 4" in English. This was Wedding Planner's successor, i.e. the comedy/drama/dramedy that premeired immediately after Wedding Planner, which I loved, ended. I didn't really get into Nurse no Oshigoto 4. Just watched a few eps toward the end. And at first I didn't think that'd be enough to make me regret missing the beginning, since the storyline didn't impress me that much... but guess what? I was wrong. :P It wasn't a bad show, really. I just wish I could have seen Nurse no Oshigoto 1-3 so I'd have been able to be more into part 4. The main character was goofy but cute, and she was played by Mizuki Arisa, the J-pop singer who also performed the show's end theme, Love Potion. I LOVE that song. But I swear it does not exist on any website or P2P server anywhere. I can't even find the lyrics. >_<
Well, looks like it's about time to go visit family for Christmas Eve. Let the good times roll.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 12/24/2002 04:21:00 PM
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wMonday, December 16, 2002 |
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feeling: really freaking peeved
listening to: nothing
Unbelievable.
Our house was broken into AGAIN this afternoon. My dad was at a doc appointment, and my mom and I were in town also for appointments, and when we came home nearly every room in the house was ransacked - including mine, upstairs. This is the second time in six months. Last time they took a jewelry box and a purse, this time they took $25, an antique drill press, and some jewelry that they actually picked out of my and my mom's jewelry boxes. The front door and storm door were broken/kicked in, doors are open, and my room's an even worse mess than it was before. They walked right by priceless (well, nearly) computer equipment, camera equipment, gaming equipment, and antiques, and even went through our Christmas presents and places where guns are kept, and they made a huge freakin' mess of our house in the process, but all they took was $25, an antique drill press, and some random bits of cheap jewelry. And possibly the key to my dorm room. Joy.
Last time it ended up costing us a couple thousand dollars just to replace the locks and stuff, not to replace mom's jewelry... but this time the whole front door is destroyed. And the great thing is, insurance won't help. Last time they said they would cover it BUT they would cancel us immediately after. Because you can only make 2 claims every 3 years, or some such crap, and our first 2 claims were taken (broken water heater, stolen lawn mower). Same story this time.
We should probably consider ourselves lucky we didn't lose more. But this is the second time in half a year, and if they did take my dorm room key, they may think that's their ticket back in here. Even if it's not, they could likely come back to try it out. If it was the same jerks as last time, they probably think we're easy targets now and can't wait to go for round three. They might come armed next time too. Sorry, but that doesn't make me feel too lucky.
Interestingly though, the sheriff who was here said there were about 3 other houses in this area reporting break-ins today, just like ours. He said several guys on the force are after them. Like that'll make a difference. They probably skipped town the second they saw the first cop car. They'll never find anything or anyone, another stupid jerk will go free, we'll never get our stuff back, and this'll probably happen again in the future, and AGAIN we won't be able to do a bloody thing about it. I'm really getting sick of this. I'll never feel secure in this house again. Or even in my dorm, since that douchebag has my room key now. Not that he'll ever know what that key opens, but still... there are ways of finding that stuff out. Not only that, but that key will cost me $100 to replace.
I don't even want to go back up to my room. Because I'll have to clean up the mess that waste of human flesh left me. And because that'll tick me off even more.
If they ever find who did this and let the worthless jerk in my sight, I'm gonna tear him apart, eat his eyeballs, and feed his intestines to wild rabid opossums.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 12/16/2002 04:46:00 PM
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wSunday, December 15, 2002 |
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feeling: headachy
listening to: Utena - Rekishi Bourou (Moji Sabaku)
And he's mine! ALL MINE!! *SWOON*
Ok, allow me to clarify last night's blogged sentiments.
Yesterday evening the ever demonic Gaki and her ever youthful (as in never aged past age 12 or so) father invaded our home. Even better, they came bearing Stuart Little 2 and Lilo & Stitch. And I learned that the company you watch a movie with really, REALLY does affect how you feel about it.
So first came Stuart Little 2. And of course every time something happened that was supposed to be funny or important or cute, Gaki would make some dumb remark about it, or re-quote it or something, quite well ruining the experience. Not to mention halfway through, she decided she wanted some chips. So Mom gave her our last can of Pringles, and for the next I don't know how long, I couldn't hear the movie over her chomping and snarfing and devouring handful after handful of Pringles. Did I mention no one ever taught her to chew with her mouth closed? I never realized how gross that was when I was younger... anyway, this didn't end until she put the can down, at which point her father asked "Did you eat that whole can?" To which she vehemently replied "No!" and shook the can, proving the existence of about two crumbs she'd left to rattle around in the bottom. And her dad accepted that answer. Sad.
I should also mention that Gaki's father repeatedly told her to stop chattering incessantly throughout the movie like she was an expert on it, while doing the exact same thing himself. Only his comments were even more obnoxious. At one point, toward the end of the movie when Stuart's putting together the model airplane out of garbage and uses an old comb for a tail fin, Gakidaddy of course had to share with us his aerodynamic intelligence by launching into a big ol' shpiel about how a plane with a comb for a tail fin would never fly. And he concluded his lecture with "But, I guess most people don't know that. Ehehehehehhh." I was within a nanosecond of getting up and slapping him across the face when my dad gently reminded him that this was just a kid's movie, and of course it would never work in reality. When was the last time he saw a talking mouse, after all? Oh, and at some other point in the movie, the kid's dad told him he wasn't in trouble - he was in BIG trouble. Gakidaddy found this greatly amusing. I quote: "Heheheh! Busted! Hehehehehhh." I wanted SO MUCH to reply with "Yeah, that's called discipline. Some parents do that to their kids when they screw up." It was very hard to hold my tongue.
Oh, it gets better. After that ended Gaki popped in Lilo & Stitch, and for the first 10 minutes all she did was warn me not to be eating (I was eating ice cream) during the beginning. "Becky, you might wanna stop eating on this part." "Becky, you might wanna not look now." Over and OVER. See, she seemed to think the first 10 minutes, which involved a substantial amount of drool and snot and spitting and the taking of a blood sample from an alien, were absolutely disgusting. And she warned me not to eat during all this. Lord, I really hope no one ever lets this child see Akira or Bio Hunter.
Anyway, from that point on, all she did was make obnoxious comments about what was happening and what was about to happen. Complete with requoting every single line she found amusing. And her dad, ever the master of stating the obvious, threw in the occasional "He bit 'im on the finger! Hehehehhh." and "All the dogs are hiding in the rafters! Hehehehhhh." Gaki added further insult to injury by singing and humming along with every single piece of music played in the movie. Even when no music was playing. This greatly ruined the part where the big sister sang 'Aloha Oye', which should've been one of the sweetest, most touching moments. And as if I didn't want to throw Gaki into the next century already, for the rest of the movie she felt the need to throw in her stupid obnoxious remarks and comments EVERY FREAKING FIVE SECONDS. I do not exaggerate. I couldn't hear the last half of the movie because of her constant drumming/singing/humming/blabbing/spoiling/remarking/obnoxiousness every freaking five seconds.
I could have thoroughly enjoyed that movie if I'd been watching it alone or with people above the age of seven, into which age group Gaki and her father do not fit. But nothing that movie had could overpower their obnoxiousness enough to make me smile even once. Nothing on earth could overpower that, period. Really ruins a good movie, especially one's first viewing thereof, after one has been looking forward to seeing it for months. It's kinda like when you've been waiting for ages to see a movie in a theater, and as you're standing in line to buy tickets, some jerk in front of you keeps saying "Oh, I've seen this movie a dozen times now, it's great, you'll love it when *insert huge spoiler here* and when *insert even bigger spoiler here* and especially when *insert spoiler that gives away the whole plot here* and etc etc". Kinda makes you want to rip out the guy's tonsils and feed them to your fish.
WHY did I have to be related to these people???
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 12/15/2002 01:40:00 PM
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wFriday, December 13, 2002 |
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feeling: better and... sleepy
listening to: Maaya Sakamoto - Hemisphere
I am going to memorize every word of this song if it takes me my life.
Anyway... here's a funny and very long and probably boring story. :P
Way back about 4 weeks ago, I noticed my betta, Phoenix, was acting sluggish and itchy (rubbing himself on things) and had his fins all closed up tight. Knew he was sick, but didn't know what with. One of the foremost possibilities was velvet, an external parasite that looks like a fine golden dust all over a fish, usually only visible with a magnifying glass or under a flashlight. I couldn't see any velvet, but I started medication for it anyway, because it is often fatal if untreated. So for 9 days I used this stuff called Maracide that's supposed to kill pretty much all external parasites. But it didn't work, so after consulting with betta expert I decided he had ich, another external parasite that's tougher to kill (I guess). We decided I needed Rid Ich, which is stronger, to cure it. Well, by then it would've been day 10 of Maracide - this was Wednesday - and I was to come home for winter break. Parents came to pick me up, and we left Phoenix in my dorm, intending to come back for him after doing some shopping. Eventually we went to Aquarium Adventure, where I bought Phoenix, and I had some water tests done but they didn't have Rid Ich, so we went on to a little crummy pet store around the corner. They didn't have Rid Ich either. Finally we went to Petco. I don't like that place much, but I knew they'd have Rid Ich, so in Dad and I went while Mom stayed in the car.
Now the fun begins. On the way to the fish supply aisles we passed by the bettas, and of course I had to stop and look. There's all the usual red, blue, turquoise etc. bettas you see for sale everywhere, in those evil little cups of doom, flaring at each other. But then... standing out above all the rest was this GORGEOUS fish with a body color I couldn't begin to name - lavender, pink, and red all layered on each other, I think - and fins that were red and white marbled. I'd never seen coloring like that, except at professional betta breeders' websites under a color strain called Apache. Also, it looked like both a combtail and a delta tail, which means its fins were almost show quality compared to the standard veiltail bettas local pet stores sell. Anyway, this creature was gorgeous. Even my dad thought he was pretty. THAT is a sign from the heavens. :P
So... guess what?
I bought the fish.
Knowing full well that I had nowhere good to keep him.
Well, we left the store with the Rid Ich and the new betta, and as we returned to the car I asked dad to slap me, but he wouldn't. He was terribly amused by the whole thing, I think. :P So then when we got back to the car, Mom slapped Dad for letting me buy it. 9u9;;
And then we went on to Media Play, where my parents intended to let me pick out at least part of my Christmas giftage. Sadly I had to leave the new betta out in the car, in the freezing cold, wrapped in my dad's insulated coat. Fortunately that was enough, and he wasn't a fishsicle when we got back. And after that Dad wanted to get dinner at a nice sit-down restaurant. I couldn't leave the fish outside again... so I brought him inside with me. *~* Hey, he stayed warm and the waiter didn't say a word :3
Sooo, finally, a couple hours later, we got home. I realized all I had to put the new betta in was the vase Mitsu lived and died in. It had been nuked with bleach, so I dechlor-ed it and set it up. I didn't wanna have to use that thing again. It's too small and it's a pain to keep up because of the narrow top. -_- But I had no choice... hopefully before break's over he'll be in his own 2g tank like Phoenix. He seems all right for now, though. But he still deserves better. He's gorgeous. I just made him flare at a mirror for the first time, and HOLY FARKIN' CRAP @__@ I tried to take pics with my webcam but they all came out crappy T_T... I must keep trying... this guy is WILD *ultraswoon* and he deserves to have his pics hawked all over the internet *o*
...also :P, this afternoon I started Phoenix on his Rid Ich treatment at last. 10 hours later, he was already looking more active and had his fins more opened up than I've seen them in weeks. ^^ Naturally I am encouraged, for the first time. Understand, this has been going on for I think well over 4 weeks - a month or so - and for the last half of that period, every time I looked in his tank I expected to find him dead. He looked that pathetic. Now suddenly, within half a day, I see this much improvement. Pardon my rejoicing. :3~
Ok, that ends my long funny story. I'm gonna go to bed now.
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 12/13/2002 12:57:00 AM
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wTuesday, December 10, 2002 |
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feeling: sick of studying
listening to: tiger documentary on Animal Planet
So I was doing some pH testing tonight, with my fish's water, because he's been sick for 3 weeks and I think low pH is a partial cause. Anyway, I test it in a little 5 mL test tube, and the solution you add to the water in it turns greener or bluer depending on the pH. After the first pH test, it turned blue-ish, which means average to high pH. 7.2 to be exact. So I took the test tube to the restroom to rinse it out, and some girl saw me dumping and cleaning it, and while studying my gut...
...she asked if it was a pregnancy test.
I didn't know whether to laugh like a hyena or cry like an infant. So I went for a happy medium and just widened my eyes about threefold and snorted and chuckled like I'd just caught Dumplin' drawing yaoi in her class notes. And, of course, I informed the girl that it was just a water pH tester. After which she turned about 10 shades of red.
THEN I laughed. :P
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 12/10/2002 08:45:00 PM
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wFriday, December 06, 2002 |
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feeling: really, really bored
listening to: Utena Movie - Fiancee ni Naritai
I have officially gone off the deep end. I just had an undeniable urge to draw some shoujo ai. T___T *looks for a sharp object with which to commit seppuku*
Not that I will, of course. I'm too lazy. But... the URGE was THERE. *whimper*
Still no Friday Five this week... wonder what they've been up to that's so involving they couldn't come up with 5 simple questions once a week... well, anyway. I'm really, really bored. I've played FF9, watched TV, watched the Utena movie, watched my fish, played a couple different games online, went to a few different message boards online, and I'm bored. My fish is sick, by the way. We're entering the third week now. I don't know what his problem is... all he does is sit around on the bottom between the plant and his hidey-hole, he's clamping his fins shut so tight they look glued together, and he keeps flashing. Which basically means he's itchy or feeling some other kind of skin/scale discomfort. So I've been medicating with an external parasite killer for a week now and absolutely no change. If he doesn't come out of this soon I'm gonna *insert clever threat of self-harm-infliction here*
Oh, forget it. I give up. I'm gonna go draw now. Smack me please. =_=
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 12/06/2002 10:07:00 PM
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