'Don't tell anyone about this or I'll have to have you capped. It's nothin' personal; I'm just old-fashioned.'

I think Hey Arnold is one of the best American (and non-anime inspired..) cartoons out there. XD

My brother is such a fucking bastard. x_x The Pet Shop tape belonged to a freshman, and suddenly, out of nowhere, he goes off about how we may get in trouble because some other freshman will tell his/her parents about it and they'll think it inappropriate or somesuch nonsense. First of all, like I said, it belonged to a freshman (admittedly, the most annoying and weird-looking one there, but still), and second, I really doubt that if anyone thought it was inappropriate they would go running home to mom and dad to complain (since most anime contain things that are not exactly appropriate -_-), third, I doubt anyone was offended in the first place (except possibly this meek little girl whose mother only let her stay for like fifteen minutes anyway -_-). God I want to strangle him sometimes.

I can't sleep...for some reason I'm short of breath (that is to say, I'm breathing, but it doesn't feel like the air is making it down to my lungs).

The anime meeting (first of the school year) was at my house today... waaay too many people. Or, should I say, way too many freshmen who wouldn't shut up and were loud and obnoxious. x__x Plus one of them spilled something and didn't bother to call attention to the fact (perhaps they were intimidated by Bryan's proclamation to kill on sight anyone that spilled anything), so now there's a stain of unidentifiable origin on the carpet. After they left, I mostly sat around and regretted not forcing Kai to stay, talked to her briefly on the phone as we marveled at the sheer crack-monkey-ness of Nick's scheduling people (since Zim was on a half hour earlier than was scheduled; actually less than that since scheduling was not on the hour/half hour for some bizarre reason, and it was a very old episode); then she had to go and I sort of made futile efforts to just go to bed. Obviously, failing this, I got up when my brother got home and came in here.

And... I don't really have anything to say except that I wonder if I was as inconsiderate a guest as a freshman as the.. creatures.. at my house today. Okay, some of them were tolerable, but I wanted to strangle about 2/3 of them.. especially whoever spilled. Grak.

And we watched Pet Shop of Horrors, possibly the most unintentionally hilarious anime I've seen in a long while (though Count D was very fun. You know he wants to get into Leon's pants).

Fresh Karma. :B

I need to learn to hang up the phone when I hear Dad talking about his labwork (which he has to get done a lot..) and the state of the stock market (or, his stocks, specifically)... -__-;;

Also, my forum seems to have gone stone silent.. o__o Perhaps when I get the energy I'll try to inject some life into it. x__x

No, no, I'm not dead... I just haven't felt like blogging or doing much of anything lately. But I think now it's time to get back to work, even in the face of networks and movie companies pulling all kinds of films and series that they feel may offend us, the sensitive American public. -_-; This disturbs me for two reasons. First, because I don't think pulling things that may offend will do anything either way--most people who were hit hardest by this tragedy are old enough to know the difference between entertainment and stuff that is Really Happening--and second, because a lot of my stories involve people dying and things blowing up and stuff like that. -_-; Which is why I'm having a hard time drawing the next KS page and in fact have been deliberately putting it off, but I think I will try to put it up today...if I can... >__>

Ah, I feel special, for I have Ali and Laris's number, though I keep forgetting it. Finally I put it in my sketchbook, which doubles as a phonebook. :3;

Ah, truly, your stealth techniques are supreme, for you cannot even discover your whereabouts through the mighty whois. :3 I luv Ali and Laris. There are times when I get so frustrated with all my friends (like recently -_-;) and completely forget about them, and now I am reminded of them and I feel better.

::sighs:: i'm cold.

The thought of human companionship consumes most of my thoughts, but when the situation occurs that I'm actually with people, I become aggravated by them very quickly. So it boils down to the fact that I don't want to be alone, I don't want to be left out, but I also don't want to be around anyone for an extended period of time, either. Which, of course, makes no sense.

You see, I'll be offended if there's a party amongst the people that I know semi-well, the little circle of people that I'm familiar enough with to have hung out with occasionally on weekends, and I'm not invited... but when I am invited (and trust me, I am very happy to be going and I'm perfectly perky for at least the initial part of my attendance), and I go, I will eventually become aggravated (very severely, sometimes) and sulky and want to go home. As a person whose general mood is 'Surly With a Dash of Depression' (or depressed with a dash of surliness) it doesn't take much to set me off. Lately most of my depression/annoyance comes from the continuities of my friends' SBs. Actually, SB is not the correct word, it's my friends' role-plays, and, yes, unlike many online people I know, nearly everyone with whom I'm familiar with offline has 'voices in their head' or at least maintains a role-play continuity amongst themselves.

This RP continuity consists mostly of gay men, of course, and I have to deal with it being brought up and discussed (or rather, with their characters, who are, aside from Kai and Emiko, often representations of band members that my friends have the hots for) at parties and at school. In general I cannot participate in these, and now I'm further barred from participation for various complicated reasons. -___-;

And I also become surly because...

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Wait. No. That's it. This whole RP thing is it. Occasionally I'll be annoyed by a careless comment, but for the most part, 99 percent, it's this whole business. Everyone can do it but me. I'm left out, even when I'm included.

Naturally this is all petty nonsense in the face of what's happening, but then... everything is, isn't it -_-;

I haven't felt a lot of motivation for anything lately. I'm still thinking about my three major pieces of work--that is to say, Claris, Clarity, and now Karma Slave--but I draw blanks when I sit to actually work, though I've managed to write a bit of Clarity.

Speaking of KS, um... Tai, yes, if you could send me a crack of PSP, that would be lovely (5 or whatever version you have is OK)... sorry I keep neglecting your offer. x__x

Speaking of Physics, I really ought to be going over my formulas and practicing problems in preparation for our last test tomorrow, but...obviously I'm not doing that... Senioritis is nibbling at my heels and I've felt so listless lately anyway...

Our first six weeks in school (the length of a marking period, for those of you whose schools do not operate under that system and thus are wondering why this would be significant) ends on Thursday (we get Friday off because of the Mid-South Fair), and I'm fairly certain that I'm taking home a C (that would be something in the 80's, possibly an 80 or maybe an 82 or something) in Physics. I warned my mom of this; my dad is still unaware. .__.; I even did extra credit and everything.

It looks like Kurai's tracker has suddenly acquired some kind of disease again, as my trackers tend to do when they run for over a year, which means that I must either get a new one or try resetting this one and see what that does.

There comes a point in your life when you must simply take that which is dragging you down and throw it, violently, out of a window, or succumb to all the suffering it keeps dragging in whenever you think of it. Since I have far too much to do besides this nagging thing, I believe that I must now go and open a window.

(no, this is not referring to the terrorist attacks)