Saturday, July 14, 2001
That new layout is very sexy, Donna :3 I love Marilyn Monroe.
Yeah, Vera, I can see how people would like to not have anyone see their stats. It's kind of nice to be able to keep those perverted searches to yourself. XD But I'm a voyeur, and thus, like to look at people's trackers. But what bothered me was the loading time. It was probably a Netscape thing, since it tries as hard as it can to get things to load before giving up, whereas IE is kind of like 'Aw, fuck you' if a picture or whatever doesn't want to connect.
Man, I've been cleaning in my room all day...but what's really bothering me is that there's some sort of bugs--sounds like wasps, probably is, but I really don't want it to be because I am scared to DEATH of wasps--up in our vents, in my brother and my's bathroom. o__o Mom and Dad are going to get up there with a ladder and a can of Raid, but even so. I want the door to my room shut. -__-;
Scully, the character who so strongly reminded you of Seifer HAS a name--General Hein. He reminded me of Seifer as well (and I hated Seifer :B).
Thank you to this nice person for linking me. :D I like your layout. ^_^
Gwen, I really couldn't have gotten into it, because I really don't know what the hell happened, to this day (I don't even know about this whole Neko incident.. or who Neko is.. or anything o_o;). And of course I'm on a side. I'm on Kit's side. She's my friend. But I also think that you're a nice girl (and a good artist ^_^ that's a very nice picture, especially for someone your age)...yet I felt myself being pushed and pushed to say something by the posts I've been reading on Audrey's blog... though now I'm glad that you've decided to at least make an effort to settle up, Audrey. That shows a great deal of maturity. Now I hope that Kit can summon her courage to speak with you maturely as well. She really is a very sweet person. ::pets Kit if she is reading this:: Hopefully this can end gracefully.
I think I'm definitely a paranoid person, on all kinds of levels. Whenever people do something, I always suspect the worst or otherwise most selfish of motives first, before stopping to consider a more virtuous alternative. This is definitely something that I need to work on, because I know that's not what I want people to think about me (although I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve, as the saying goes). I also tend to expect the worst out of any situation before anything else...though, to preserve my sanity, I either try not to think about it or force myself to entertain positive thoughts. ^_^;
Friday, July 13, 2001
So anyway, I went to put Pepper, this dog I'm pet sitting for the week, into his cage for the night..and Mom came with me, thus making the experience twice as stressful. I really hate the alarm these people have. I set it perfectly according to the instructions, and the damn thing still keeps freaking out. They said last time a girl pet sat for them, the police arrived on a false alarm three times. Jeez.
::smothers Jazriot with love because she linked KS:: I love u ;__;
My friend Kit has disappeared again.. I wish she would stop letting people get to her. I let people get to me a lot (especially my friends), but there's no way I'd tear down Kurai or anything because of it. I think I've only done it once or twice, and even then, nothing was deleted and it only lasted until I got a few slaps. XP I'm afraid to get into situations that don't involve me directly, but I'm feeling really pressed on this. It boggles the mind as to how people who are so young can treat one another so poorly.
Thursday, July 12, 2001
HELL YEAH! I hope this girl's mother wins her case. Get those fucking bastards, lady.
August 17?!! That means I'll be in school by the time new episodes are here. That is SO LAME. Oh well.. not like I don't have a million other things to do ::peers down at Karma page, which wants coloring::
I would like to harrass Kristen-bug over AIM, but I don't know her SN. :3;
It looks like bloggers everywhere are realizing what a PoS thecounter.com is. Too bad it took them this long to realize it. =P Half the time pages with that counter on them either would not load or took AGES to load because of that bloody thing, because it was either slow or down. I'm glad everyone is getting rid of theirs. I suggest extreme tracking for your counting needs. :3
Yee! Greg Lincoln, the husband of Molly/Sailorhematite in my Jumi RPG installed a new version of Jumi's board today, and it is very, very sexy. I want one for kurai. *__* Greg and Molly are two of the nicest people in the history of the universe.
Also, Miya may take on Sugeo, but I will still love her for the kind offer even if it turns out that she is unable to. ^___^
Also, Miya may take on Sugeo, but I will still love her for the kind offer even if it turns out that she is unable to. ^___^
Buut.. the fact of the matter, Amy, is that it's not anyone's business to tell other people what to do. That group is acting like it's trying to regulate the Internet, and while I'm not saying they think they can because they seem to know as well as anyone that they can't, the very idea annoys me. No one is God here. No one is allowed to say who deserves what domain or what space, regardless of what that person chooses to do with it. The fact that a person is a plagiarizer has nothing to do with whether or not they 'deserve' their domain. It's their goddamn money (or, in some cases, their parents' goddamn money), and if they're willing to spend it, then it's no one's business. And it's certainly not their fault they bought up the name first, or got it first through namezero (which I heard was a BITCH in terms of transfers). And I hate redirects--like those go.to/anime things. So slow. *__*; If you mean a redirect like Clarisproject.com is a redirect, yes, those are cool. But you still need money for that kind of redirection, as far as I know.
Yes, it's not fair that people can get domains so cheaply when they used to cost so much. But life isn't fair, as we've all had pounded into our heads a million times. And here's another kick in the pants--back when the net was young (pre '95), ALL domains were FREE. (so saith DomainNotes) Owch, baby, owch.
Yes, it's not fair that people can get domains so cheaply when they used to cost so much. But life isn't fair, as we've all had pounded into our heads a million times. And here's another kick in the pants--back when the net was young (pre '95), ALL domains were FREE. (so saith DomainNotes) Owch, baby, owch.
Well, I hated the FF Movie. I guess my expectations were just too high. But everyone should judge for themselves--when I make expectations, they're usually astronomical...but anyone who sees it can't deny that the movie had some of the worst dialogue ever written. Not just because it was bad, but because it was almost -all- trite and hackneyed. I just expected better than that. -__-
Wednesday, July 11, 2001
Ah... I'm listening to the 'Atmospheres' Music Channel... it's nice. I can't listen to Rap/Metal/etc though because apparently they exceed the rating limit my parents set. =P Not that I'd want to listen to Rap...
Oh, man... the critics are completely panning FF. >__>
Tuesday, July 10, 2001
Three things.
1. I hate myself.
2. Kai, if you manage to get online tomorrow and read this, and I'm away at the theater, please know that I miss you very dearly, and will go see FF twice with you and Emiko (I am tagging along with Larith and Cal-Tan tomorrow), gladly, happily, please don't be angry with me. If I am at the theater if/when you get on, email me and tell me if it is OK for me to call you when I get home. If it is not, then I won't. Sally, I'm sorry I didn't come back on tonight, but I feel pretty worthless as a human being right now and thus would not be pleasant to speak with.
3. I hate myself.
Okay, so that's really two things, but whatever. I'm going to bed now.
Oh, wait, one more thing. Stardust came today. I love you, Del.
1. I hate myself.
2. Kai, if you manage to get online tomorrow and read this, and I'm away at the theater, please know that I miss you very dearly, and will go see FF twice with you and Emiko (I am tagging along with Larith and Cal-Tan tomorrow), gladly, happily, please don't be angry with me. If I am at the theater if/when you get on, email me and tell me if it is OK for me to call you when I get home. If it is not, then I won't. Sally, I'm sorry I didn't come back on tonight, but I feel pretty worthless as a human being right now and thus would not be pleasant to speak with.
3. I hate myself.
Okay, so that's really two things, but whatever. I'm going to bed now.
Oh, wait, one more thing. Stardust came today. I love you, Del.
I'm getting discouraged by everyone who thinks that you need stellar design abilities to 'deserve' a domain. While I bear no malice to this group or its members, it makes me pretty depressed, because it says essentially that your page is worthless if it doesn't have a huge, intricate design. It does briefly acknowledge content, but then goes on to say that webmasters should still have 'experience.' According this website, I don't have any business with kurai because most of my layouts do consist of tables and text (though not BOLD text... =P). Of course, let's not mind the fact that most members of the elite design cliques I've seen have sites whose designs look AWFUL in ANYTHING but the broswer they're designed for, and by AWFUL I mean you can't even READ them. People, the internet WAS NOT CREATED FOR DESIGN. It was CREATED for INFORMATION. I have no problem with people who use design as a means of expression; I like looking at pretty pictures as much as the next person. But I'm sick of people acting like only websites with dazzling designs are worthy of consideration. Kurai is full of beautiful images (not by me, of course), and sometimes I can harrass my friends into making me designs with them. But that is not the purpose of its existence, and I wish these people would stop acting like it ought to be.
It's nearly noon... but you'd think it was evening if you were here, because the sky is so dark. Thunder and rain, mmm... I really like how the world looks when it's raining and after it's raining. Green and pretty.
Well, Dotster offers $10/year per name, Vera... but the best resource I can offer you or anyone else hunting for a domain would be DomainNotes. It has comparisons and listings of registars and other stuff (I'm linking to the directory).
Monday, July 09, 2001
I hug everyone else, too, but especially Vera, because I was the one that asked Del for her space in the first place... so I feel indirectly responsible for her losing it.. or something.. x__o; Domains are really cheap now, though, Vera. ^_^;;
I hope everyone who needs to can find a new home, since 'neechan is moving saucybard off communitech and can no longer host. ::hugs Vera:: If kurai had more space I would host.. but I can't. I can't even host everything of my own. .__.;
Brrr.. the heat index is 110, and the fan above me isn't on, and I'm still cold. This is Not Right.
Tank Girl was on Comedy Central today. I watched it with my brother. Of course they cut stuff out and edited the curse words, but it's still a great movie.. I think it would have been better if it were -all- animated instead of live action with rare interspersions of comic stills and animation. After it was over I went looking for stuff (okay, mostly pictures) on the comic book and found that it was actually starkly different from the movie. I still like Jet Girl best though.
Tank Girl was on Comedy Central today. I watched it with my brother. Of course they cut stuff out and edited the curse words, but it's still a great movie.. I think it would have been better if it were -all- animated instead of live action with rare interspersions of comic stills and animation. After it was over I went looking for stuff (okay, mostly pictures) on the comic book and found that it was actually starkly different from the movie. I still like Jet Girl best though.
Kai sent me about five consecutive emails this morning, upset because I wasn't on AIM. Wish I'd gotten up earlier. I miss her. ::looks at Sean:: or rather, WE miss her.
I don't know why, but Madonna's song 'Don't Tell Me' reminds me of Ireul/Donovan. Especially the chorus:
Tell me love isn't true
It's just something that we do
Tell me everything I'm not but
Don't ever tell me to stop
Tell me love isn't true
It's just something that we do
Tell me everything I'm not but
Don't ever tell me to stop
I would so do this if I didn't have so many other things to work on. ^_^;
I feel ill. And it's not just because I ate eggplant lasagne for dinner. Mom and Dad want to ship Bryan and myself off to California to spend 'quality time' with our grandparents, with whom we have nothing in common. We do not want to go. I would be better about this if we weren't already going to Miami (and the WEEK BEFORE SCHOOL STARTS, no LESS). Yes, I'm a homebody. I like staying at home, and going to places around my home. We have a lovely home. But more important is that the whole situation would be very awkward. Whenever we go to California, I usually let mom and dad do the talking. I mean, I can't figure out what to say to my friends half the time, how the hell am I going to come up with something to say to my grandparents. Actually it's really my grandmother, I don't think my grandfather cares half as much.
Paranoid: High
Schizoid: Low
Schizotypal: Moderate
Antisocial: Low
Borderline: Moderate
Histrionic: Moderate
Narcissistic: Moderate
Avoidant: Very High
Dependent: High
Obsessive-Complusive: Moderate
Yes, Avoidant describes me very well. Sadly, dependent does, too. I really need to get away from that.
Schizoid: Low
Schizotypal: Moderate
Antisocial: Low
Borderline: Moderate
Histrionic: Moderate
Narcissistic: Moderate
Avoidant: Very High
Dependent: High
Obsessive-Complusive: Moderate
Yes, Avoidant describes me very well. Sadly, dependent does, too. I really need to get away from that.
Sunday, July 08, 2001
Cars are scary metal death machines. As a person who has had an experience with being mauled by one of the motherfuckers, I think I have grounds for being afraid of them. I'm referring to the time when my ankle was run over in my school's parking lot. I've already related the story here, but basically what happened was that I was standing near this guy Justin's car, and he 'pretended' to run over two other girls and me, except my foot actually got caught beneath the wheel. I fell down and the car ran on my ankle for a little bit while I screamed bloody murder and he pulled back. My left ankle STILL feels weird when hit and it doesn't make that satisfying cracking noise like my right ankle when I turn it around/flex it... and it's been MONTHS. This incident also ruined one of my favorite pairs of boots.
Saint Anthony, Saint Anthony, something is lost and cannot be found.
Saint Anthony, Saint Anthony, won't you please look around?
Mom can't find her purse. This is Very Bad.
Saint Anthony, Saint Anthony, won't you please look around?
Mom can't find her purse. This is Very Bad.
My brother is planning on getting a job at the movie theater. This is both good and bad. It's bad because it makes me look bad, since I don't have a job, though I'll have a temporary one when I begin petsitting for the neighbors. It's good because it means movies will only cost me $1 (though only at the Collierville Towne, no doubt). I would get a job there, but I don't have a driver's license, only a permit. Need to remedy that before school starts. I could think of a million excuses as to why I don't have it yet, and many of them are very good (such as the fact that the DMV down here is one of THE WORST on the planet and you could literally waste half your life down there waiting to be tested, and you might die in the process because it's so fucking hot down here right now--Laris can back me up on this, any human being living in Shelby County can back me up on this actually), but what it boils down to is that I have a phobia of the road. I know that all of you older, wiser, and more cynical people are thinking 'What a fucking loser' right now, and maybe you're right. I might be a loser. But I won't give myself that label seriously until I'm a little older, since right now I'm only seventeen... which isn't even old enough to have a full license in some states.
I ganked this survey off of here, and no, I don't care if you think 'gank' is a stupid word. I'm mostly taking this survey because I really like the number seven (I'm serious).
7 things you are afraid of:
1. Wasps and other creatures which sting and bite and buzz and fly far too quickly for comfort.
2. Amounting to nothing.
3. My brother.
4. Losing my friends and/or having them turn their backs on me.
5. Never achieving my dream.
6. Not living up to my parents' expectations in terms of everything, though mostly in terms of academia.
7. Going to bed at night when mom and dad are out or asleep, and Bryan isn't home, and it's nearly midnight. I don't like the darkness and the stillness. This short journey has inspired many a-scene in the claris project.
7 things that make you laugh:
1. Invader Zim and other things by Jhonen Vasquez.
2. My friends.
3. Dave Barry (the humor columnist; I have lots of his books).
4. Good webcomics.
5. Douglas Adams books.
6. The Simpsons/Futurama.
7. My Dad.
7 things that make you cry:
1. Myself.
2. My friends.
3. Sad movies/books/art.
4. The sight and sound of someone else in pain and/or crying.
5. The thought of my family members dying, my friends dying, or my cats dying.
6. Funerals (I've only been to one, but it was one of the most horrible experiences of my life).
7. Nearly everything, really. I cry like a leaky faucet.
7 things you love:
1. When people compliment or otherwise encourage my work.
2. FANART.
3. A nice, cold Coke. Awww yeah.
4. Good books/art/video games/movies/music. Nothing like truly quality entertainment in a world where there is so little.
5. Feeling good about myself (a rare happening).
6. Having interesting dreams (i.e., ones that could possibly be used as writing plots)
7. Knowing that there are people, however many, who believe in me and my ability to achieve my dream.
7 things you don't understand:
1. Why I'm such a dumb slug. -__-;
2. Myself.
3. Everyone else.
4. Higher mathematics, and way too much of the lower stuff as well.
5. Serial killers.
6. Why ANYONE would EVER be jealous of me.
7. Why I can't drive, goddammit. --
7 random facts about you:
1. I walk on the balls of my feet (a.k.a., on tiptoe) when I'm barefoot, automatically. I really don't know why. It bothers the hell out of my parents.
2. I shower at night--not in the morning.
3. I sleep with a lamp on.
4. I've been into video games since 1993, but have never made any websites pertaining to video games and am not part of the 'gamergirl' community.
5. The first stories I wrote were distorted Final Fantasy VI self-insertion fanfictions, stories about my cats, and stories about myself and my friends. ALL of my early stories were self-insertion. My name was Christina. They were bad. But I was 12, so I forgive myself.
6. I have tons of paper diaries, but NONE OF THEM lasted more than three months, and many of them only lasted a couple days. The earlier ones had very short entries consisting mostly of what I did that day, i.e., 'Went to so-and-so's house. Came home. Ate dinner.' The later ones had more 'meaningful' entries, but they dripped angst and whininess (much like this blog). Truth is the longest diary I've kept.
7. In the same vein, I have obscene amounts of notebooks. They're 70-page, cheap numbers, and they are filled with writing. I do nearly ALL of my current writing in longhand, in these notebooks, before typing it up. I draw pictures of the characters and their expressions in the margins while I write, and these notebooks are nearly illegible because my handwriting is terrible. Perhaps if I'm famous they'll be worth something, someday. =P
7 things to do before you die:
1. Get published.
2. Visit Europe and Asia.
3. Meet Kaori Yuki/Jhonen Vasquez/Neil Gaiman/any other hero I happen to make.
4. Get published. By this I mean walking into a bookstore and seeing my book on the shelf. This is my grand dream.
5. Attend a convention (the most attainable thing on this list).
6. Meet more of my online friends (The current tally of online friends met is five. Two of these five ::waves to Ali and Laris:: actually live here, so maybe they don't count, but I didn't know they lived here until I met them online...).
7. GET PUBLISHED, GODDAMMIT.
Well, that was fun.
7 things you are afraid of:
1. Wasps and other creatures which sting and bite and buzz and fly far too quickly for comfort.
2. Amounting to nothing.
3. My brother.
4. Losing my friends and/or having them turn their backs on me.
5. Never achieving my dream.
6. Not living up to my parents' expectations in terms of everything, though mostly in terms of academia.
7. Going to bed at night when mom and dad are out or asleep, and Bryan isn't home, and it's nearly midnight. I don't like the darkness and the stillness. This short journey has inspired many a-scene in the claris project.
7 things that make you laugh:
1. Invader Zim and other things by Jhonen Vasquez.
2. My friends.
3. Dave Barry (the humor columnist; I have lots of his books).
4. Good webcomics.
5. Douglas Adams books.
6. The Simpsons/Futurama.
7. My Dad.
7 things that make you cry:
1. Myself.
2. My friends.
3. Sad movies/books/art.
4. The sight and sound of someone else in pain and/or crying.
5. The thought of my family members dying, my friends dying, or my cats dying.
6. Funerals (I've only been to one, but it was one of the most horrible experiences of my life).
7. Nearly everything, really. I cry like a leaky faucet.
7 things you love:
1. When people compliment or otherwise encourage my work.
2. FANART.
3. A nice, cold Coke. Awww yeah.
4. Good books/art/video games/movies/music. Nothing like truly quality entertainment in a world where there is so little.
5. Feeling good about myself (a rare happening).
6. Having interesting dreams (i.e., ones that could possibly be used as writing plots)
7. Knowing that there are people, however many, who believe in me and my ability to achieve my dream.
7 things you don't understand:
1. Why I'm such a dumb slug. -__-;
2. Myself.
3. Everyone else.
4. Higher mathematics, and way too much of the lower stuff as well.
5. Serial killers.
6. Why ANYONE would EVER be jealous of me.
7. Why I can't drive, goddammit. --
7 random facts about you:
1. I walk on the balls of my feet (a.k.a., on tiptoe) when I'm barefoot, automatically. I really don't know why. It bothers the hell out of my parents.
2. I shower at night--not in the morning.
3. I sleep with a lamp on.
4. I've been into video games since 1993, but have never made any websites pertaining to video games and am not part of the 'gamergirl' community.
5. The first stories I wrote were distorted Final Fantasy VI self-insertion fanfictions, stories about my cats, and stories about myself and my friends. ALL of my early stories were self-insertion. My name was Christina. They were bad. But I was 12, so I forgive myself.
6. I have tons of paper diaries, but NONE OF THEM lasted more than three months, and many of them only lasted a couple days. The earlier ones had very short entries consisting mostly of what I did that day, i.e., 'Went to so-and-so's house. Came home. Ate dinner.' The later ones had more 'meaningful' entries, but they dripped angst and whininess (much like this blog). Truth is the longest diary I've kept.
7. In the same vein, I have obscene amounts of notebooks. They're 70-page, cheap numbers, and they are filled with writing. I do nearly ALL of my current writing in longhand, in these notebooks, before typing it up. I draw pictures of the characters and their expressions in the margins while I write, and these notebooks are nearly illegible because my handwriting is terrible. Perhaps if I'm famous they'll be worth something, someday. =P
7 things to do before you die:
1. Get published.
2. Visit Europe and Asia.
3. Meet Kaori Yuki/Jhonen Vasquez/Neil Gaiman/any other hero I happen to make.
4. Get published. By this I mean walking into a bookstore and seeing my book on the shelf. This is my grand dream.
5. Attend a convention (the most attainable thing on this list).
6. Meet more of my online friends (The current tally of online friends met is five. Two of these five ::waves to Ali and Laris:: actually live here, so maybe they don't count, but I didn't know they lived here until I met them online...).
7. GET PUBLISHED, GODDAMMIT.
Well, that was fun.
I drew Sein, Tengu! As I predicted, it's not very good... I'm also not sure I got his coloring right. ^^; His hair looks blackish, but it's actually a mix of dark brown and dark red. And I don't have a grey, so I used silver for his eyes. ^^;; (though they're probably not actually grey..)
The sad thing about poetry is that it is both one the easiest and most difficult method of expression around. I say easy because any fool can plunk something down, stick it on their page, and call it poetry. I say difficult because the event that you find good poetry on a webpage is rare, unless it's a published poem by someone who's dead or otherwise established.
Unfortunately, since I'm to be senior editor of the lit mag next year, I have to sit down and write some goddamn poetry, and it has to not suck, or I'll be in trouble with Mama G. Writing poetry is, as I've said, very easy. Writing poetry that doesn't suck is hard, unless you've got the poetry groove going on. Which few people do, including myself. But I've got to try, anyway, because I really want to do this. Even if most of my poems are still just sentences with funny line breaks.
Unfortunately, since I'm to be senior editor of the lit mag next year, I have to sit down and write some goddamn poetry, and it has to not suck, or I'll be in trouble with Mama G. Writing poetry is, as I've said, very easy. Writing poetry that doesn't suck is hard, unless you've got the poetry groove going on. Which few people do, including myself. But I've got to try, anyway, because I really want to do this. Even if most of my poems are still just sentences with funny line breaks.
I'm inking the next page of KS... it's pretty ugly, for the most part. ^^; I'm really not good at drawing bodies; they're all too skinny this time. At least I have okay faces. .__.;
Three days till the FFmovie. I'm actually excited/nervous about this. Nervous because I'm afraid it's going to suck and I'll walk out disappointed.. Excited cause..well, it's Final Fantasy! x__x
Malloreigh's right..this is hilarious. XD
Thank you to everyone who offered condolences about Jonathan...
Actually, my cats don't fit in the preconception that seems to have been built around them. Mostly the reason I get scratched is because they think my hand is a toy/mouse so they attack it. Usually the best thing to do when a cat locks onto your hand (or foot, or whatever) is just to stay still; eventually he'll decide that whatever body part he's after is dead and let go. But Patches, especially, is like a dog in a cat's body--she purrs at the very sight of me (I'm serious) and she's always jumping into my lap and into my bed. She's also quite stupid, but that's okay. ^^;
Actually, my cats don't fit in the preconception that seems to have been built around them. Mostly the reason I get scratched is because they think my hand is a toy/mouse so they attack it. Usually the best thing to do when a cat locks onto your hand (or foot, or whatever) is just to stay still; eventually he'll decide that whatever body part he's after is dead and let go. But Patches, especially, is like a dog in a cat's body--she purrs at the very sight of me (I'm serious) and she's always jumping into my lap and into my bed. She's also quite stupid, but that's okay. ^^;