Let's get together! Our Dream!

BGM: Nena - 99 Luft Balloons (German version)

ahh, Fuu-chan has the best taste in music...this song is so great...yes, the lyrics are insanely depressing and rather odd, but the music is so genki...I swear, with music like this, I could become addicted to German 80's pop. ^_- I like the German version better than the English one, I think...

I was stopped in ShopRite today by someone in drama club...word's out: I'm officially redesigning the drama club webpage. Which would be great, if I could get a decent design together...but anything's better than the bright clashy colors and rampant misspellings and errors that it sports now. Note to self: remember that before last day of summer vacation.

I did go to the mall today, with Fuu-chan, LeaBee, and Kris...I haven't seen the latter two since school let out, it was great to see them. ^_^ I got a new Hot Topic shirt, a new Card Captor Sakura tape (Fuu-chan and I are having a sleepover next week and are planning to overdose on CCS), some soaps and an anti-bacterial raspberry lotion from Bath and Body Works, and a copy of the original cast recording of Man of La Mancha for my dad. And I still have money left in my purse...amazing, that.

It was good to just have some girltime to relax in...we laughed and made sick jokes a lot. ^_^ Fuu-chan pointed out that the guy serving her in Taco Bell was pretty cute...I agreed, in that scrawny pale type of way we hold so dear (::points to Jyou-kun and Kou-kun:: They clean up -good-!) but LeaBee and Kris disagreed. Hmph. Anyway, Fuu-chan probably only liked him because he resembled a character from MegaTokyo, luckily for Feri-kun...I, peronally, fell for the cute Borders guy at the information desk. C'mon. Borders. He'd have no excuse not to get you a good gift...plus, the employee discounts. ^_- Of course, I don't eat meat, and Fuu-chan indulges at that store frequently...

(dear readers, please note that neither Fuu-chan nor myself would be so shallow as to go for a guy just because of his scrawny paleness and job. Fuu-chan has a boyfriend [and they're very cute together ^_^], and I have my fanboys, and anyway, we have more requirements than that...sense of humor...level of obsessive-ness...ability to weild a sword...y'know, typical girlish dreams.)

My dad picked us up at Borders, but not after I'd read vol. 4 of Pokemon Adventures and part of the first volume of Utena...argh! Red, how are you? And I liked the guy that Utena was dissing -- not the "lickylick" guy, but the one who had a crush on her...my addiction to scrawny pale guys shows up again. ^^ I'm not interested enough in either series to look it up, but...^^

your dealings with the fuckwit amuse me greatly, as always. ^_^ And congrats on finishing more Luxury...I have not been in ficcing-mode for a while. I want to write a quick one-shot HP fic before actually settling down and writing anything more substantial. ^^

Mippa-sempai, daijoubu! ::hugs:: I know it stinks to be sick, but I'm sure you'll be better soon. ^_^ And, in answer to the question that's been plaguing me...am I really -that- uke? (Ever since I tested as Kamui, I've been wondering...) Well, thanks to Alcy-chan, I have my answer...

Are you a Seme or Uke?

^_^;

~Reebie wandered off at 12:16 a.m. on Sunday, July 14, 2002~

BGM: Do As Infinity - Koi Otome

I'm not as bad of a cook as I make it seem, but this (regrettably true) kitchen incident is too much for me to leave out:

Being all alone today, I decided to cook some ramen noodles (the 25-cents-for-two-packages type) and a smoothie for lunch. I made the smoothie first, then put the water on to boil and went downstairs with the smoothie. After about five minutes, I went back upstairs to check on the water. I smelled smoke, but thought "no matter, it's probably nothing..."

Once upstairs, I stared at the stove. Not only is the water boiling, but something -- I couldn't tell what, it was almost entirely ash -- had actually caught on fire.

With great presence of mind, I turned off the gas. (You might say that I'm stupid and idiotic and forgetful and I'll agree with you, but I can be incredibly level-headed while facing fire. XD) The fire was mostly dying down, but I killed the remaining flickers and then dropped most of the ashes down into the sink.

After that, I transferred the pot of water ontop a different part of the stove and started cooking the noodles. A small fire there could be, but it's not going to get in the way of a girl's appetite! ::shoujo pose::

After the meal was finished (it was yummy ^_^), I spent an hour cleaning up the kitchen -- most specifically, the stove (to get rid of all the ashes) and the countertop...no lasting damage, thankfully, although my parents might be suspicious that I actually cleaned voluntarily...

I'm really not -that- horrible of a cook, honestly. But that kind of thing tends to happen fairly often. ^^;;

And yes! Look! I'm CreepyEriol!Lookalike! My life's ambition has been achieved! XD

You're Minoru!
You're young, but more worldly than your 'elders' could ever hope to be. Personality and circumstance have dictated that most protean of roles to you - that of the 'mature' one. You're sensitive and gentle, and your pleasures are taken with the same quiet smile as your defeats - not that your pillow hasn't known the sting of your tears. As intelligent and independent as you may be, you're still just a child.
Which Chobits Character Are You? quiz by Neru

social bloggage tomorrow, probably, after I've dropped from shopping. ^_-

~Reebie wandered off at 07:56 p.m. on Friday, July 12, 2002~

BGM: Amuro Namie - Toi et Moi

For those of you who don't know, I have a little brother. His name is Jason. He is thirteen years old and lives in Nebraska. He is cute. ::pinches his cheeks::

Jason: ^_^;

See? Isn't he adorable?

It's 2 AM. I am bored but too jazzed to go to sleep. Jason is online. This should be fun.

Rb: Jason?
Jason: Uh-huh?
Rb: Have you reached the age where you talk to guys about girls yet? Or is the computer still more interesting?
Jason: *shrug* ^_^

Hmm. Sharp kid. After a little more big-sisterly coaxing, I get him to cough up the goods.

Rb: No punishment will come if you answer my question. Punishment will come if you refuse to give a straight answer.
Jason: Ah. Okay.

Just gotta show 'em who's boss. That's what I always say.

Jason: I usually wind up talking about computer games and stuff when I'm talking with friends and such, but I don't think they're actually more.. "interesting," as you put it. ^_-
Rb: ::laughs:: I'm just wondering if boys dither and analyze as much as girls do.
Jason: Dither and analyze?

Ah! A chance to inform my little brother of the feminine mystique!

Rb: Jason. When you actually ask out a girl, or show any interest in any girl at all, or if a girl is interested in you (which will happen...my little brother, the heartbreaker...^_-), I will assure you that the girl will do these two things:

1. analyze every single action, every single move, every single gesture, every single inflection your voice makes and every single shifting of your weight and each and every word you use (so please, stick to monosyllables -- "you. cute. go out with me.") with a select group of her femme friends, no fewer than two but no larger than seven.
2. dither over her every possible action, move, gesture, single inflection of her voice and each and every single word she uses (and she probably will use monosyllables) in responding to you with this select group of femme friends, no fewer than two but no larger than seven.

well, c'mon. He had to learn them sooner or later.

Rb: Jason, now that I've told you these two basic rules of feminine nature, you must memorize those rules but never, ever tell a soul about them.
Jason: Okay. ^_^;
Rb: but rest easy...you'll have it made when predicting how girls react, unlike most of your friends...^_-
Jason: Knowing that everything I do will be carefully analyzed by not only her but several of her friends is helpful but doesn't actually give me an idea of what I'm supposed to do.
Rb: y'know, if I had that figured out, would I be sitting here babbling to a thirteen-year-old from Nebraska at 2:07 AM?
Jason: No, probably not.

Yes, what a smart little brother I have. Isn't he adorable? (And no, he's not for sale.)

P.S. Major hugs and thank yous go to you, you, and you. You know why.

P.P.S. no little brothers were harmed during the filming of this segment.

~Reebie wandered off at 02:46 a.m. on Thursday, July 11, 2002~

BGM: Do As Infinity - Fukai Mori (Live version)

It! Is! RAINING! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES!

I am so frickin' happy right now, it's amazing. I know almost everyone else is complaining about how much it's raining, heavy-duty flooding and the like --

well, damnit, we're in the middle of a two-year-long drought, and I would very much like to come to where you guys are, scoop up -your- excess water with a bloody huge watering can, and sprinkle it out over my area. Ahh, I can practically hear the earth as its thirst is slaked...

man, rain does weird things to my brain. ^_^;;; I love it, though. Water is one of the most calming things to me. I always like long, hot showers...it feels so natural in there. I always am one of the first in and the very last out...^_^ Water and books, and I'm totally happy. ^_^

I'm actually happier, I think, when it's raining than when it's sunny. I mean, sunshine's -nice- and all, but a sunny day gets boring after a while, or after a loooooooong stretch of them. Rain is great -- especially thunderstorms -- they're so beautiful, in an extremely powerful, heart-throbbing way...I love watching lightning flash. I love watching clouds in general, actually. And I think the time when the rain is falling in mid-afternoon and you can't hear a sound except for the patter of rain and you're all alone and the clouds are just that shade of grey and all the greenery has just that tinge...that's the closest I'll ever get, I believe, to true peace.

and anyway, just because a day has yellow sun and bright blue skies doesn't mean that everything will be golden.

Ohhh, I hope it rains tomorrow, too! ^___^

~Reebie wandered off at 11:06 p.m. on Tuesday, July 9, 2002~

BGM: Shiina Hekiru - MOTTO Sweet

I have spent so much time this weekend downloading Shiina Hekiru mp3s, it's not even funny. -_- But now I have a lot of her karaoke and almost all of her latest songs (I'm missing -one- song from Sadistic Pink, which is a really good album), so I'm pretty happy.

ye gods, this song is cute. I love it, though...it will -so- be stuck in my head tomorrow at work... Natsu! Shitai! ::laughs:: I'm still wondering why Hekiru-san named her CD 'Sadistic Pink'...I mean, I know that the people who are in the music industry in Japan (or at least, the people who write lyrics and name things) tend to be really amused by random English words (much like how we English-speakers love Japanese words ^^;;;;;;;), but...sadistic? ummm...

grr, it seems like my dad doesn't want to get us a cable modem. His excuse is, he doesn't go on enough websites that take a long time to load...umm? I've heard you complaining, Dad. My parents don't like updating their appliances very often (although I did convince my mom to buy a new blender and a new fan today. Yay, smoothies!)...

Speaking of my dad, he was sticking up for E.T. today. How wrong of that. I've been at loggerheads with E.T. since the day he told me (like two days after I met him) that I was a bitch by association. Grr. We've managed an uneasy truce, mostly because we always end up working together, but still...I don't want my parents getting any ideas!

(And the first person to point out that we have the typical anime relationship, the quintessential Akane-luvs-Ranma/SatoKasu/anyone-with-Tenchi relationship is the first one to get a frying pan to the head. I have genuine dislike for this guy, not any of that tenderness-disguised-as-sadism crap.)

If my brother was reading this, he'd point out that I never have anything nice to say about any guy I know IRL...that's so not true! I've never said anything bad about JMSP, or Feri-kun, or Chris...(of course, JMSP is so JMSPish that he practically has no gender identity at all in our eyes, and the other two are my best friends' boyfriends...)

Hmph. It's not my fault that most of the male gender (or, in fact, most human beings) are a total waste of space. ^_^;; Me, well, I just bring out the best in people...

This is getting very ranty. I blame this on you, Hekiru-san. Why must I listen to your songs all the time? ::the chorus comes back on:: Natsu! Shitai! ::giggle::

A nerd that gets the ladies.

oh, great, now I'm Tenchi...and yesterday, I tested as uber-uke with an angst fetish. I am not an uke, damnit!

Cutest little dragon master.
Find out what anime girl you are.

*eeep*
What fuzzy creature are you?

...I think I'll stop now.

~Reebie wandered off at 06:50 p.m. on Sunday, July 7, 2002~

BGM: Tange Sakura - My Wish

...o_O apparently I'm fifth on the google referral list of "tomoyo & eriol having sex". I don't even really want to know, seeing as I don't really support ExT (or Kenyako, the other thing I'm frequently hit for). ExT, to me, is basically equivalent to Nice!Draco. It's nice. It's fangrrlish. It's never going to happen.

(and what's with me getting so many referrals for random characters and 'sex'? Do I talk about sex a lot? Is it because I secretly want to sing "Out Tonight" a lot? Sex sex sex sex sex. There. Watch the weird hits pop up.)

The idiots just seem to gang up on you, huh? Well, have fun kicking their asses. ^_^ Honestly -- the people who are insulting you for your opinion are just sad. And I think your "well-documented gossip" is probably of a better source than their fangrrlish fantasies. -_-

Neko-san, my dad has the Oxford English Dictionary on CD-ROM on the other computer. The word 'zombie' came from West Africa. Originally, it was "the name of a snake-deity in voodoo cults of or deriving from West Africa and Haiti." Pretty cool, huh?

What I'm coveting right now is this book I saw called "The Magical World of Harry Potter", which has information on a lot of the creatures in the HP world, and even on the archetypes of characters like Dumbledore and Voldemort. J.K. Rowling did a -lot- of research on myths of different cultures, I think...it's nice to know that she pays so much attention to detail, but I wonder if it constrains her to only have things from myths and legends...

(besides which, her Latin is all in the wrong tenses. ^_-)

yes, Tange Sakura is Good. I haven't heard 'Nishoku dake no Palette', but I have heard a lot of her other songs...the song I'm listening to now, however, is not cute. It's slower and more wistful...I like it a lot, though. And I like Shiina Hekiru's 'Dive Into You' a lot, too...you know, she wrote the lyrics and composed the melody to that song, which is really cool. I kinda like some of her other songs more...I wish I had more songs from Sadistic Pink, though, I don't have anything besides her singles. And fine, fine, I'll give up being a math major...oh, my poor father. ^_-

I saw Mr. Deeds today, with my brother. It was nice...Adam Sandler's character was surprisingly mature. From the previews, they made it look like the typical Adam Sandler movie, but this one was really sweet and even sad in parts...I came very close to tears at a couple points, and I don't cry at movies. ^^

before I start being too serious and sad, here's a quiz I snagged from Alcy-chan:

You are Kusakabe Marron | Kaito Jeanne

You are generous and talented, though often widthdrawn. You tend to have just a few close friends, rather than many. You appear very cheerful and enthusiastic, but struggle to keep up with what others expect of you. In the end, your perseverance and sacrifices help you pull through.

Take the "What Magic Girl are you?" Quiz

would've loved to be Hikaru-chan or Sakura-chan...hoe?

~Reebie wandered off at 08:30 p.m. on Friday, July 5, 2002~

This isn't something to brag about, is it?
BGM: Bakuretsu Hunters - Shoot! Love Hunter

I've been having a bit of truble with my computer, so I decided to back up all of my files on CD.

I don't think this is something to brag about, but I'm admitting to it anyway: I have 1215 MB worth of mp3s in my Digimon folder alone.

Hoeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

~Reebie wandered off at 12:13 p.m. on Monday, July 1, 2002~

BGM: Shiina Hekiru - Umi ni Nareru yo

I am very annoyed about how we don't own a working blender. Actually, I am very annoyed about a lot of things. But not having a working blender is the easiest to rant about.

::yells:: I WANT A WORKING BLENDER!

hmm, that helped a bit. I was supposed to see The Magic Flute tonight, but loyalty to my former sisters/father/random village neighbor (drama-wise, anyway) only goes so far, and I really don't feel like leaving the house tonight. I have no clean clothing left and laundry is a must, I'm working tomorrow, I want to burn a CD or two, and I have to beat Misty. I just restored power to the power plant, 'cause I'm that damned good, yes, I am. ^_-

(although...in Pokemon Crystal, they tell you the power is out all through Kanto, and that's why the Underground Passages/Magnet Train aren't working. But if you play at night, you can see that every single house is well-lit. Um...?)

Major hugs go out to Matt, the most wonderful guy there. The best reason that I can think of for moving to NoCal right now would be you, Mattiekins. ^_^ (Of course, the best reason for moving to SoCal is Tracie-chan. ^_-)

I'm glad to see that you're reading American Gods. Neil Gaiman is God. I just got my -- er, the library's -- copy of Stardust back from my friend, who shall remain nameless...suffice it to say, she's had the book since early May, and I got it back today. I reread it...what a beautiful fairy tale. (And it was only a dollar fifty fine...wow, libraries are so -kind-!) Also, thanks for telling me who sang the song I was wondering about -- I've completely forgotten her name now, but I downloaded the mp3, I'm just too lazy to check. ^^

and as for you, Sakura-san, if you're really serious, then I'm going to go off and cry. And then I'll start looking for good mathematics programs. And yes, I do love Tange Sakura. ^^ I love her voice...one of my friends says that it's too high and cute, but I think it's perfect, not only for her characters but for her songs. ^_^ My favorite song...hmm, I like so many of her songs. ^_^;; 'Private Link' is really good, so is 'Inner Space Trip', but my favorite is 'Miraikara no Airmail'. It's so pretty and nice and upbeat. ^_^

Ne, you also like Shiina Hekiru, right? ^_^ I'm trying to find songs from her Sadistic Pink album, but they're hard to find...probably my favorite of Hekiru-san's songs is 'live to love -mou sukoshi hayase aeta nara-' "I must liive, I must live to love, I must live, I must go on, go on, without you..."

::blinks:: According to The Princeton Review, my reach schools are Yale and Stanford, my 'good' matches include Berkeley, and my 'safety' school is UCLA. Um...?

~Reebie wandered off at 05:24 p.m. on Saturday, June 29, 2002~

BGM: Tange Sakura - Stand By Me

As a side note, if -anyone- knows who sings this song, please tell me. It's a girl singer, I think it's fairly recent, there's a lot of piano, and the chorus starts out "If I could fly into the sky do you think time would pass us by". It's bugging me to no end, it's on the radio all the time, and I wanna know the singer! ::yells::

Welcome to pitas, Matt. ^_^ Don't put anything in it that you don't want your Mumsie Dearest to read! ^_- Oh, and my Dad apparently knows of Harry Turtledove...he wants to read 'Between the Rivers'. I'm not letting him, even though I'm really reading my Kyoko Mori novel first (my Amazon.com shipment came...does this mean I have to do my summer reading? Oh, god, no more fiction!). Heh heh heh...

Are you being serious when you say your writing sucks? I can't believe that! If -your- writing sucks, then I'm giving up any hope of being a writer right now and going to be a mathematician like m'daddykins would like. Complex fractals, here I come...

seriously, though, your writing is very beautiful. ^_^ I wish I had that sort of delicacy in my writing...several anime writers have it, but surprisingly few 'published' authors have it. (but please, no one else fish for compliments and ask if they have it.)

I'm rearranging my room...I moved my bed from one corner to the opposite corner a few nights ago, and Dad just let me move the ultra-powerful fan up to my stuffy room (which only had a dinky little fan) because the ultra-powerful fan blew papers around in the computer room, which is always cold. Now I just have to clean my room up a lot more...I have so many clothes that I've outgrown and don't want scattered around.

You should never sort through cold-weather clothing in a 90+ degree room, because you'll end up throwing out too much because who can think of wool in June? I think I only have two sweatshirts left...but all of my sweatshirts really were too small.

But still...I'm giving away a LOT of my clothing. Some of them are simply too small...others are too full of memories. The dresses I wore for my bat mitzvah. The jumper my bubbie made me when I was eight. She made my doll a matching dress...the doll is now in the attic, I don't know where, and the jumper will go to some other little girl. I think the only shirt I'm keeping that's too small is my brother's junior football jersey...because that is not truly mine to give away.

argh, sleepy. I guess going to bed after 1 for four days straight is catching up...I have to catch the 9 AM bus. I don't expect pity from you, but from the rest...? ^^

~Reebie wandered off at 09:30 p.m. on Thursday, June 27, 2002~