My Dearest "Bleach,"

I faithfully read the fan-translated pages of your epic and tirelessly stretched-out manga every week. It's great. I've grown very attached to all these well-written and beautifully illustrated characters. I can even deal with your creator completely trolling the recent chapters. That's cool.

But what's up with the anime? The repetitive, pedantic musical score, weak filler episodes and wealth of "quality" animation is enough to make any loyal otaku bust out their DVDs of Samurai Champloo instead of bothering to DVR you. All hilariously glorious rapefaces aside, those gems only come along every so often.

So I ask, nay, I beg of you,my beloved anime, this humble question:

WTF?

Why do you torture us like this? Why do you make us rip you apart and titter madly at your weaknesses day in and day out? For the love of God and all that is holy,

WHYYYYYYEEE??!

This is following a, erm, discussion that I had with a gentleman who was insisting that "Bleach" is the best anime he's ever seen. I insisted that, once his meds kicked in, he should try watching more than one anime. I freaking LOVE this show, but... it's bad for the heart.

Why do I always post when I have nothing clever to say? O_o Anooo...

Katie's sitting behind me watching "Fruits Basket." I want a Shigure! *wibble* Work is going well. Stephen has "commissioned" a picture from me and made the mistake of giving me free rein. It's a grim reaper holding a teddy bear. ^-^ I've blatantly ripped the basic design off from "Soul Eater." I was really proud of the job I did until I started looking around on DeviantArt. I suck. Damn you, inonibird! DAMN YOOOOOOOU!! (I don't mean it. She's freaking amazing and hilarious. Check out her stuff!)

Going to a masquerade party at Josh's for Halloween. Wait 'til you guys see my costume. I look like a madam at an Old West whorehouse. It's good stuff. >w<

It's finally cold! Autumn really sneaked up on me. It's obvious that the holiday season is upon us, now that I think about it. I'm not rolling up the sleeves of the long-sleeved shirts I wear year round. The store is filling up with useless crap that we don't carry the rest of the year like motorized scooters and massage pillows. And, of course, it's colder and my oak tree is becoming more and more sparse.

OH! Hai you guise, my mom's doing well, by the way! Now that she's out of the hospital she's letting me tell people: two months ago, she was diagnosed with kidney cancer. Three weeks ago she had her left one removed which effectively cleaned her system of anything malignant. She's recuperating at Memaw's to avoid all the dog-hair that Harley sheds with some regularity. She's worrying about absolutely everything that's going on here at the house even though we have it well under control. -_-; Kat's in charge of the finances, not me, so she has no cause for worry! LOL

Well, there you are then. "Soul Eater" fucking RULES and I still haven't finished Avatar. *sigh* capslock_bleach is still the highlight of my week and I'm already planning to go to AWA next year. YAY! Okay, I think I'm done now. Yeah.

I'm currently taking a fifteen minute break from working overnight at work. Which I will be doing for the next four days. After I swore to myself that I would never stay here overnight again. >_< Well, time is flying by so far, so it won't be so bad.

Kim's friend Leanne, who took most of the pictures at Dragon*con, is taking her sweet damn time sending the photos our way, so nothing there yet. *wibble* I didn't even get to see the picture of me and Vic! {:( Anyway, hoping to have photos soon.

Okay, break's over. Let's hope time continues to fly by like it has been. Oh, by the way, did I mention that I have a Facebook now? ::pukes:: It's true. Feel free to look me up. If I've friended you here, I already trust you. Word.

I did a panel at Dragon*Con called "Dub Your Own Anime" with director Scott Houle. He brought a short clip of a random anime and, one by one, we dubbed over each line with our own voices... and eventually our own improvised lines. Listen for Fat Albert. Here be the results, yar. This video is over nine-thousand. Trufax.

Yeah, so, I'm not dead.

Yay! >w<

Hullo thar netizens. Long time, no interwebs. I am currently recovering from my first evar Dragon*Con which I recently attended for to see the incomparable Vic Mignogna, whom I met and chatted with and bought CDs from. He is a human chibi. *fangirl!squee* You can look forward to a LJ-cut enclosed rundown, complete with pictures, once my jet-lag goes away. I really saw some amazing things there, but by trying to express it all in my current state... 'tis a bad thing.

So there, I'm alive and I'm happy and I'm going back to work tomorrow after being gone for a week. It's great to read your goings-on again everybody and may the drunken Jedi outside the Atlanta Sheraton bless you all. Ja ne!

-_- zzZ

I want to see "Rock of Ages" on Broadway. Liek nao. Dispensable income? Why, no, I don't have any. You act like it would cost money to fly to New York, buy theatre tickets and put myself up in a hotel for the night. >_<

Also, there were tornadoes over the weekend and I was out of power for two days. Thankfully, Kim and Jennifer are total pimps and let us crash at their place. Yaaaaaaaay air conditioning! I really hate the weather down here. I'm not a big fan of huddling in the bathtub with Katie, a guinea pig, a rat and a dog who wants to tear each of them apart. Well, maybe not Katie. He's pretty cool with her. I think...

On a more positive note, my favorite manager named me store MVP at the last meeting. That was pretty cool. Embarassing, but cool. I don't know how to take a compliment. Can't wait to use the badminton set I got as a prize, though. Freaking sweet.

Okay, I'm going to go watch the Tony performance on YouTube again. Ergh.

[ Chapter 361 of Bleach OMG STARK AWESOME!! ]

Now that I've heard from Kim while she's at the Con, I feel much much better. I don't retract what my previous post: no way. I was angry that a friend was upset by someone I couldn't yell at in person. I do retract the "douche" statement. That was mean. Everything else I'm leaving, though. He did do a Skychat at the Con, of which I got a full run-down via a half-hour recap. It's absolutely hilarious how he fucked up his ankle. But, basically, Kim is happy and that makes me happy. It's good to know that she's having fun at the cursed convention. Because, believe me, this thing was cursed.

I'm still on the phone with her as I type. Apparently she's met pretty much his whole family and he mooned the audience via webcam. She's stoked. O_o He talked to them plenty and was still able to do the cabaret and answer some questions. I'm so glad she's still having fun. He really is a good person. She's still gonna kill me for that last post, but I could give a rat's ass. >w< She'll be home tomorrow and I'll be at work. Besides, she never reads this thing... unless Jennifer mentions it. Excuse me... ::runs to Jennifer's with a copious amount of bribing-chocolate::

~BE WARNED!! I was pretty upset when I wrote this, but NO ONE has permission to make my friends cry. Rampant emo-ness imminent, everybody.~


I'm angry at someone I've never even met.

For the past few months, my best friend Kim has been looking forward to meeting her, dare I say, idol John Barrowman at a convention in Chicago. "Torchsong" was organized just for him and a few of his actor friends where fans could gather and meet him, watch a cabaret and basically hang out with him. She spent a ton on tickets and photo passes. We shopped for new outfits for her to wear. We dropped her off at the airport this morning. He cancelled.

What.
A.
Douche.

He broke his ankle, it seems. Yet I remember Kim breaking her ankle and still performing in our choir concert later. It must not be impossible then, despite the fact that Kim is more awesome than the average person. So, I have come to this conclusion: Kim is more awesome than John Barrowman, who can't overcome a painful broken ankle to sit and chill with a few thousand of his fans. You're not special enough for Kim to look up to and I don't care that she's probably going to beat me senseless for saying so. >:(

This whole ordeal is why you'll notice that my "Heroes" section on my Myspace page contains no names: just a few pictures of my friends. Because the strangers you look up to are bound to disappoint you in the end. That's what people do.

/emo

And on top of all that, I just noticed that the awesome layout that everybody helped me with here can't use the bitching moodtheme I just spent 3 hours uploading! G*DD****T!

I changed my layout. For the first time in three years. *dies* *resurrects herself* Not worth it. I tweaked a few things (yaaaaaaaay weak grasp of CSS!) and I think it looks pretty okay. I need a new banner, though. Hint, hint, rongsideosanity. ILU forever Neko-chan! Ah, shameless whoring. If you like Japanese music and the songs from your favorite anime even more, check out Anime Nfo Radio. I highly recommend using Winamp when listening. I haven't heard anything I hate so far... well, there is a song called "Very Melon." I'm not sure whether I should dance or cry and run screaming. Might be interesting to do both. We'll see. It comes on in about 30 minutes.

So I had to do Tuesday ad set for the first time ever without my friend Stephen this morning. It sucked. Hard. It got done faster, but I didn't laugh. I didn't play any music. It was... depressing. I was *so* happy to see him later. He has a very magnetic personality. He always seems to be in my head. He also always seems to be dry-humping inanimate objects as well. O_o It's more entertaining than it sounds, really. I'm glad to be in Merch, but with Stephen in sales, Tuesday isn't going to be my favorite day anymore. Besides, I REALLY don't want to have to train someone who doesn't really want to learn anyway when we've got someone who already knows what to do. Wow, I haven't complained about work in a looooooooong time.

Anime Update: I finished Fruits Basket in two days. I'm going to start reading it online as it, apparently, is still going on. I just love the characters so much! And my beloved Anime News Network agrees with me on D.Gray-man's horrible, horrible English dub. Kat-chan, there are just some things I can't overlook. Mispronunciation is one of them. The other is an abandoned Twinkie. Still in the wrapper, of course. Fatty loves her Twinkies. >w< I feel like I'm violating some cosmic law by drinking wine from a water goblet. x_x

Yeah, so that's me right now. "What up" to my f-list. You guys rule. You know it.

[ We love you, Dom. God bring you to His kingdom on the wings of His angels. ]

The Lonely Island. Fruits Basket: Complete Collection. Paid Account to Livejournal for a year. Adventures in Voice Acting on DVD. Not to mention the four hours spent at the Brooks Museum of Art in Midtown Memphis and the rest of the day surrounded by my family and friends. Put all that together and you get the reason I completely bypassed my quarter-life crisis. Best. Birthday. EVAH. And I don't feel 25 yet! >w<

And wishes from my F-List, too! Thanks so much, you guys! Even the lady that sold me my convertible earlier this year called me! So much love! I'm spoiled! ^w^

So now that life is back to normal, I go grocery shopping with my mother, pay my bills and get ready to start my new Merch position on Monday. For the first time in a year, I don't have to be there at 6am Monday morning! Whatever shall I do? Who's going to do the permanent price changes if not ME?! *snert!* I'm going to go listen to some juvenile pop music and watch shojo anime with my sisters. No wonder I don't feel my age. X^) I hope you guys had a wonderful weekend: you deserve it!

Copious smilies and birthday cheesecake for EVERYONE!