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Sunday, February 3rd, 2002
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| Time: | 1:02 am. |
| Music: | david daniels - uhh... something pretty by handel.. |
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...i have realised - when /finally/ getting round to playing some more of ffvii (...yeah, i know, i suck) - that being a crap gamer with absolutely /no/ sense of direction is a good thing. It means I level up, by endlessly running about the world map going "where am i? argh!".
yay.
in other news, i love David Daniels.
the countertenor voice /0wnz/ me.
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| Time: | 3:57 pm. |
| Music: | teenage fanclub - your love is the place where i come from.. |
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This /is/ fascinating (Link stole off of Seiji). Just... random moments of people. I like.
In other news, I've now seen the first six eps of Trigun! yay! I [shoujoheart] Ame's brother, and may possibly have to beg his email address off of her so I can compose a rambling and slightly scary thankyou.
It's interesting that my tolerance for shonen and my tolerance for shoujo are so different. Shoujo I can watch /straight/, one episode after the next, and not feel any more brainstrain than, um, that whole going-insane-after-the-whole-of-Utena-finished-at-7am-and-the-birdies-were-twittering-in-the-trees-as-Akio-spoke thing. Shonen - especially my darling dumb shonen - is hard for me to sit through for any longer period of time, even if I love it. Something about its style, I guess - the wacky wears me out, and i've never been /all/ that fond of embarrassment comedy.
But, but: Love! And! Peace!
And lots of guns. And explosions. And the redemptive power of a man in a huge red coat and john lennon sunglasses. And... wow, i can't believe i ever said that i mightn't like the animation style.
Mmm, /Trigun/.
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 Are you seme or uke? Find out!
I find it amusing that I was /least/ likely to be 'balanced'. Hah!
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| Subject: | no excuse! |
| Time: | 10:23 pm. |
| Mood: | silly. | | Music: | clam abuse - i think i love you / scott walker - jackie. |
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this morning i woke up with this feeling i didn't know how to deal with so i just decided to myself i'd hide it to myself that i would not talk about it and i did not go and shout it when you walked into the room i think i love you so what am i so afraid of? i'm afraid that i'm not sure of a love there is no cure for i think i love you isn't that what life is made of? but now it worries me to say i've never felt this way be- -lieve me you really don't have to worry, i only want to make you happy and if you say hey go away i will...
(I'd sell boats of opium Whisky that came from Twickenham Authentic queers And phony virgins) If I could be for only an hour If I could be for an hour every day If I could be for just one little hour Cute in a stupid ass wa~y!
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