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March 31, 2003

Neil Gaiman is my god

Sometimes, life is mighty strange.

Must sleep. Going to stalk passport officers in morning.

*two minutes later* *starry eyes* Dude...I think I just found my best possible short story... Okay, I *need* this book.

'The best story I wrote last year was the Sherlock Holmes meets the Cthulhu mythos one, "A Study In Emerald", for the Shadows Over Baker Street anthology, a story that is, I suspect, as good as anything I've ever written. That'll be out in September.'
(From Neil Gaiman's blog)

*counts days until September* *curses* C'mon, damnit!!!!

March 28, 2003

Wheee! Mammoth site updates! Well, mammoth in my site update terms. A new winamp skin in the media section of 'wanderings' at Avernus, and - more importantly - three random generator inspired fanfics! Yay! They're in the wanderings section too - two by me, and one by Liz. Which, incidentally Liz, I loved to bits - it's just the *best* set-up for that couple! Very nicely done. *happy fangirl smile*

As for anything else - um, well, I've been making winamp skins and thinking about fics. That's about it.

Oh, except we've been doing the choir recording. *shrugs* Seems to be going okay thus far. It's kinda dull, as anyone who's done a recording before will know. Still, we've got last year's senior organ scholar back to play for us, which is great - in between recording sessions he entertained us with organ variations on 'Thunderbirds'. 'Like a Virgin', and other worthy tunes.

...odd guy.

Ooh, and I also had possibly the weirdest dinner ever. See, two of my friends in choir are both graduate history students, studying strange high-powered things like French cardinals of the 17th century and things. In any case, one of them has been lent his supervisor's rooms for a couple of weeks while his supervisor is away, and he suggested that we grab some dinner and go back there for the couple of hours between rehearsal and recording. The thing is, these rooms are the most scarily Oxford rooms you've seen in your *life*. They're in an ancient part of New College, which is probably the most scarily picturesque and Oxford of all the colleges. He has a suite of rooms with sitting room, office, bedroom, kitchen and bathroom, all completely lined with books and decorated in a somewhat Napeleonic style, complete with etchings of notable French dignitories. They overlook the grounds of New College and the old town walls. So we sat there over dinner, in these sumptuously Oxford rooms, discussing Papal relations with France under Mazarin. ^_^;;;;

I felt *somewhat* out of my depth, but it was definitely one of those Oxford kodak moments...

March 26, 2003

Manga babblings - Lawful Drug

I've been catching up on my manga reading. *purrrrrrrrrrrr*

I had something of a backlog building up, largely due to the fact that I had several volumes of PSoH and a few random others lying around unread by the time proper revision had to start, so I didn't have time to read them. So today I've been allowing myself the treat of reading piles of manga, which has been *blissful*, frankly. ^_^

Firstly, I read some PSoH. I've now read all of it that I can find translations for, which is *almost* all of it. Except, of course, the very end.

>.<

Damnit, I may know what happens in the most general of all possible terms from flicking through the end of the last volume, but I need more details! So much in PSoH can depend upon nuances of the language, it really doesn't work so well in picture only.

Still, the general feeling is - *whimpers*. I won't spoiler it for anyone out there who wants to read it unspoiled, since I think the ending is probably better to come to without expecting it, but still.... *whimpers* Can't wait until someone else I know reads it so I can angst quietly with them about it. The translator *claims* there's a hint of a happy ending in there, but I've yet to see it.

Next, I read the first two volumes of one of CLAMP's newer ventures - the one aimed at a *female* audience, thank god. *glares balefully at Chobits* And ohhhh boy is it aimed at a female audience. Hell, it might as well just be aimed at *me*, it's that well-suited to me.

For those who aren't raving CLAMP fangirls, I'm talking about 'Lawful Drug'. Which I've decided I love. Basic plot: Kazahaya and Rikuou are two ex-homeless teenagers who have been given a place to live and a job by Kakei, who owns a drug store. Both the boys have 'powers' - Kazahaya a sort of empathy by touch, Rikuou - well, it's a sort of telekinesis, I guess, but it mainly manifests as an ability to break things. Kazahaya is light haired, has a tendency to be genki and embarrasses easily, and has the biggest potty mouth you've ever read on a manga character. Rikuou looks a *lot* like Touya from CCS, and has much of his silent nature, and seems to get most of his fun by chronically taking the piss out of Kazahaya. Kakei, meanwhile, is beautiful and generally kind, but seems to have something of a concealed evil streak, and there seems to be more to him than meets to eye - for a start, he can see the future. The fourth member of the regular cast is Saiga, who looks rather like a Yakuza and wears sunglasses all the time, who hangs around the store taking the piss out of Kazahaya (this seems to be the main hobby of most of the cast) and rather-more-than-flirting with Kakei. He also cooks and sews ^_^ Whatever Kakei may be plotting, Saiga knows about it.

Kazahaya and Rikuou also have mysterious and largely unexplained pasts about girls called respectively Kei and Tsukiko. As well as working at the drug store, they also do 'extra work' for Kakei, which take the form of rather weird assignments - catching invisible fireflies, stealing sentient vases, that kind of thing. The reason why Kakei gives them such odd tasks is still a mystery.

In feel, it's probably closest to Tokyo Babylon at the moment - there's an underlying uneasiness, and it may end up going to hell in a handbasket, but right now it's cute and fluffy in the extreme. The format is pretty much episodic - while in TB this was because the chapters focused around Subaru's onmyouji jobs, in Lawful Drug it's because they focus around Kakei's odd 'extra jobs'. Through these episodic chapters run the main themes of the two boys' pasts, and Kakei's motives in setting them these jobs.

And there's a quite impressive amount of fanservice for us yaoi fangirls :D

For a start, there is the more-or-less canon relationship between Kakei and Saiga, which I *adore*. Whenever they're alone (or often when they're not) Saiga will have his arms around Kakei or be nuzzling at his neck. There's a lovely little scene when Kazahaya walks in on Saiga asleep with his head in Kakei's lap. They also have a hint of edge about them in the mysteries that surround them both. I love these two, they're probably my favourite characters. Not least because of the little AU 'bonus' section at the end of volume one, which goes something like:
KAKEI: (the father) Son, I've decided to remarry.
KAZAHAYA: (the son) Congratulations, dad! You're still young!
KAKEI: I want you to meet the person I'm going to marry...
*Saiga appears*
KAKEI: Him!
KAZAHAYA : *sweatdrops* That's a very...masculine woman, dad...
KAKEI: Son, from now on I'd like you to call me mother...

*falls off chair laughing*

Then there's the more implied attraction between Kazahaya and Rikuou, though it hasn't been referred to as more than a comedy thing yet. Of course, there are the chapter opening pictures, which almost *invariably* feature Kazahaya and Rikuou with S & M overtones. Like the one with Kazahaya wearing a collar and with his hands apparently tied and his shirt half open, in the process of taking off Rikuou's tie with his teeth. ^_^;;;;;;;;; Kakei and Saiga tend to take the piss out of them ruthlessly, like when they're fighting and Kakei interrupts saying 'now, that's enough flirting...'

And of course, there's the *pure* fanservice extra section in volume 2, which features Kazahaya empathetically 'catching' Rikuou's chocolate cravings. Then when he sees Rikuou standing in the store with a chocolate bar, he pounces him, knocks him to the floor, kneels over him and eats the chocolate from his hand, finishing with licking his fingers clean.

Uh...yeah. As we all do when we get chocolate cravings. *shrugs*

As I said, I sometimes think I fit *entirely* too well into the demographic for this manga. I wrote a text message to onee-sama after I first got an opportunity to read it, saying something along the lines of 'oh my god, Kakyou lookalike guy is a manipulative uke doctor who smiles too much! *heart*' (I was talking about Kakei). To which she replied '...are you actually a member of CLAMP masquerading as a student? Because I swear their stuff is aimed straight at you...' Damn right it is. This manga in particular.

*sighs* I wish it weren't coming out so slowly. Really have a craving to read more now, and there *isn't* any! Meh.

In any case - thoroughly recommended for any CLAMP fangirls out there, go out and buy yourselves copies and encourage them to publish some more. Lovely Mick Nekkoi artwork, lovely bishounen, good characters, lovely character interaction, intriguing plot - it's all good. My copies now up for loan ^_^

March 24, 2003

Kaikan chibis! Wheee!

One for Liz in particular here - this may be the cutest thing in the world ever. Especially Towa. *squeals and huggles the chibi bishounen* Yes, Towa is the blond one in the top left corner, and yes, he *is* a boy... Sooo cute!

March 23, 2003

Mrf. Neck ache. Have spent most of day fiddling with winamp skin that I'm *still* not sure I like and for some reason looks oddly 60s >.< And I think nee-sama's computer is subtly at the wrong angle for me. Ouch.

And, horrifyingly enough, that's about it for the day. Except I'm underslept owing to weird body rhythms or something, and I watched more Kaikan Phrase (Towa still a dude, Yuki still uber-cool, Atsurou still cuuute and Sakuya still a dick), and Boy Meets Boy nearly made me hit the computer screen. And it started so well...

Oh, and I read Schism at last. Which was muchly cool ^_^ Really interesting art style, and fantastic production values (if you see what I mean). Fun and interesting characters, interesting premise, and the promise of shounen-ai to come. It's all good. Except I'm mildly disturbed to discover myself most intrigued by Quay. He's the fucking psychopathic villain, she hasn't drawn a single gallery piece for him that doesn't involve *blood* somewhere, and yet he's the one I want to read more about. Sometimes I despair, I really do.

Shikai's cool too though. Woo for sociopaths...

*prods winamp skin in desultory manner* It's still not right, damnit. I swear that picture is unskinnable. Meh. Ooh, nee-sama, what time you planning on getting back tomorrow? I want to make sure I'm actually around...

March 22, 2003

Will not develop Towa/Atsurou obsession. Will not develop Towa/Atsurou obsession. Will not develop Towa/Atsurou obsession. Will not develop Towa/Atsurou obsession. Will not develop Towa/Atsurou obsession.

Well, not until I've seen a few more eps, anyway...

But found pretty pretty doujinshi. Mmm. It's nicer than the manga artwork. That can't be a good sign.

*shakes fist at sky* Damn you Liz for making me watch Kaikan Phrase this way!

*whimpers*

I feel so ashamed. I watched the first two eps of Kaikan phrase, and *liked* it. Jesus, I am so easy. Put enough melodramatic bishounen on a stage together and I'm anyone's. I love Yuki to bits, even if he does have man boobs. I love Towa to bits, because he's the campest little bishie in the world, even including Nuriko and the blond guy from Pretear. I even think I may love /\ucifer. I have nee-sama's two Kaikan Phrase mp3s on repeat. Crap crap crap crap crap.

Oh, just one thing...

*gives Sakuya a sharp kick up the arse* Grow up you twat!

Liz, you'd better be online later, I feel the need to rant.

Meant to be writing fic, but got distracted with trying to find out who Nichol's seiyuu is (if it's the woman who voiced Fujisaki I'm going to kill myself laughing...) Then I got sidetracked by Gundam Seed fanart links. *sighs* No self control, that's my trouble...

(Note: for those with no Japanese, like me, running the sites through a translation engine might help. Or not. It should be amusing anyway...)

Nice CG, and some very nice artwork of the boys I shall continue to call the Dragon Slayers. (I love the second Athrun pictures, it's loovely...) There's also a vaguely SD pic of Kira and Athrun with the bird of yaoi love which I like a lot...
Some very pretty CGs...
A few very cute pictures here, and they make Yzak look like Ken from Digimon, which pleases me muchly ^_^

No, must fic. Can look at fan art later...

I have the key to Tasha's room while she's in London for the weekend. Ahahahaha.

And also - eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(I may be repressing about current affairs, what do you think?)

In other news, it has been the Saturday morning from hell. My insomnia woke me up at 4.54am, and then when I was trying to get back to sleep I heard someone listening to music still. So I was lying there thinking 'who the hell is awake and listening to nice quiet music like this at this time of the morning?' And I listened to the music, and it was someone singing along to the end theme of Spirited Away.

Uh...huh.

I'm pretty sure it's the guy downstairs who also listens to classical music and Hong Kong cheese - but only the two Hong Kong cheese tracks that I also have. I feel like I'm being single white femaled. It's getting unnerving.

So anyway, I got back to sleep, and then got woken up at about 7.30 by the mother of all wasps buzzing like a B52 in my window. I'm pretty sure it was a queen but I couldn't face swatting the fucker at that time in the morning, so I just let it out. I then went back to sleep, and then at 8.15 the fire-alarms went off and I had to trek outside in my pyjamas. Which was...cold. And then when they switched the alarm off and I went back to my room, someone came and knocked on my door and said the alarm had been set off from my room.

*glances round* Ummm...no. No, don't think so. Remarkable lack of fires in here. I hadn't even burnt any toast or anything, I was asleep for God's sake. I've eventually come to the conclusion that my hostile subconscious has worked out a way to use telekinesis against me. Is nothing safe?

I then decided that the world hated me and I should get up. And there was no hot water for my shower. *cries* Sucks ass. Sucks so much ass.

At least it's sunny.

Oh, and yesterday evening was fun. I don't recommend the new noodle place on the Cowley road, it's not very nice - go to Edamame instead, it's not much more expensive and it's infinitely better. But the company was good, and that makes all the difference. Nice to see a slightly different selection of animesoc people, even though I greatly missed the usual crowd. Hope you're having a good time at home!

Think I might go write fic now... *plot bunnies for random Nichol/Sakano fic...*

March 21, 2003

Wheee! Winamp skin! Shibby....

March 20, 2003

*rolls up sleeves* Right, nee-sama has instructed me to blog, and blog I shall, though the effort may well kill me. *makes dramatic gesture* *waits for applause* *not a sausage*

Right, I suppose I'd better start with where I last left off. Exams. Exams now seem a very very long time ago, which is all to the good. They didn't go too badly, I don't think - I didn't really come out of any of them going 'dear God that was awful' - well, except the Latin unseen, and so did everyone else with that one, so at least it wasn't *unusually* awful. Some of them I actually almost enjoyed, worryingly enough, especially when I got to bitch about Ascanius in the Vergil exam. Fun fun fun.

In any case, I won't continue to bore you with the details. They were horribly tiring, to the extent that I look back now and wonder how exactly I managed to get through it comparatively intact. Well, apart from my tried and tested practise of making up Little Rituals. I make up little patterns for myself to break up the time - like I had a bar of chocolate, and I allowed myself a piece of it after every exam. It means I can break the exam time up into more reasonable sized pieces. Don't know quite what that says about my psychology, but never mind - it seems to help.

But in any case. I came, I saw, I answered essay questions. Let's move on.

Post mods celebrations, as most people reading this blog will already know, were fantastic. Thanks to you, you, you, and especially you for a great afternoon/evening/night! Exams finished, went to the Turf tavern for post mods drinkage (it's a tradition, one only ever goes to the Turf after metriculation and exams...), and there managed to persuade Katy, Andrew and Liz to abandon their normal hard-working (hem hem Andrew) lives and be decadent students with me. After lunch of scampi and chips (mmm, carbohydrates) and copious quantities of champagne/vodka and orange, and after feeding Andrew and Liz with smirnoff ices and Katy with a bacardi breezer, we decamped to wander round Oxford singing the Spongmonkeys, and to buy balloons. *happy smile* The balloons have little slashy gender-ambivalent men as weights at the bottom. I was muchly pleased. Then back to Andrew's for weirdness and pancake-making in a crypt (Oriel's an odd college...), then we rounded up Tasha and went for dinner with too much chicken (can one have too much chicken?). Then back to Tasha's for our patented random crap evenings. *happy sigh* Again with the mushy 'I love you guys' sentiments. Yeah, out of character, I know. What, I can't have layers?

In any case. Post mods celebration was gooood. Mods dinner on the Thursday was....interesting. Kinda. In a somewhat alarming way. I mean, I love my tutor dearly, but I'm not terribly good at making conversation with him. So dinner with three other classicists and three tutors was...yeah. Interesting. Kinda. Food was damned good though - the only time college ever spends any money on us, ahhhh. We even got the halfway decent port. Mmm, port.

(What? What? Just because I like old lady drinks...)

Then Friday, which would have featured the Edamame trip, if I hadn't had to do choir instead. *pulls face* I want Japanese food! No fair! I had to miss Collindale *and* the Edamame trip this term. That sucks ass. Not even cinnamon ass, at that. Elephant ass, maybe. But I got to meet up with the usual suspects at G&Ds, and then back to Tasha's for a bit. Except I fell asleep at about 1.30 and had to get kicked awake at 3.30 so I could return home. ^_^;;; 's not my fault, it's been a busy term, damnit.

Next point of interest (other than trying to find somewhere to eat in Oxford on a Saturday night, which is next to impossible) would probably be the communion and confirmation service I sang in on Sunday morning. Went pretty well, I think. We got to sing the Vierne mass, which is fantastically amusing, especially in the Kyrie, which has the biggest organ part known to man and sounds stunning on the evil gothic organ in Exeter chapel. The Kyrie is great, actually - really scary sounding, enough to really put the fear of god into the congregation. Mwahahaha. It's going to be on the new choir CD, check it out...

In any case, got to go home at last on Monday, and spent a blissful couple of days doing fuck all except scan things. ^_^ I've finally got round to scanning the Lost Angel artbook so I now have decent quality scans I can actually do stuff with. As a direct result of this I've been learning to make winamp skins - the first one's just finished, hurrah! Not quite sure where I'm posting it yet though - might put it in the random section of Avernus or ask Nee-sama if I can put it up on the Noodlebowl download section, on the basis that it gets more hits. I'll think about it. Skin making it strangely addictive, and also oddly fun, though I'd be kinda hardpressed to say why it should be so - especially when it involves sitting up till 4am squinting at the screen in order to get it *just* right...

So...yeah. AS scans, and also some Petshop of Horrors scans for the teeny tiny Tet-chan shrine we're planning. Because the net doesn't have enough shrines to man-eating goat boys. I also chatted much on messenger, and nagged certain people (you know who you are....) to write random fics inspired by the random yaoi pairings generator. Expect some up on the site in the not-too-distant future. Ahahahaha. Look out world...

Oh, and I bought clothes. I have a most excellent new blazer. It makes me feel somewhere between Ford Prefect and Three Men in a Boat. And now I really really really want a battered old brown leather satchel. I feel it completes the look.

Aaaaand I think I'm up to date! I'm back up in Oxford at the moment, since I've got various choir recordings and assorted crap to do for a week or so. I'm kinda looking forward to lazing around doing fuck all for a bit - got to read some of my Greats texts in translation, but that's about it as far as work's concerned. Very nice too. I'm planning to read Biggles and random sci-fi, write much fic, and work on my Japanese and winamp making skills. We'll see whether any such virtuous activities will actually get done...

March 19, 2003

Yeah, the axeman is back!!!

*coughs* Yeah. So, nee-sama fixed the blog at long last (I hasten to add that no blame attaches to her for the downtime - frelling server...). And I will do a full and comprehensive entry...at some point that isn't 1.20am...

March 04, 2003

Moritura te salutat...

March 03, 2003

Ooooooh...

...been watching Wolf's Rain. *smiles happily*

I've been meaning to watch it for a while, actually - several people whose anime opinions I respect (Leareth, to name but one) have been blogging about it lately. And yes, I *am* shallow enough to watch a show largely on the basis of 'mmm, bishounen'. This show, however, does have the merit of things to recommend it *besides* pretty men (of which there are incidentally a plethora.) For a start, it's quite an original concept thus far - I love the dystopian setting for one, and I really like the idea of the anthropomorphic-shield-generating-wolves. I also love the way the characters actually *act* like wolves to a certain extent - they have a tendency to have beautifully self-centred motivations as well as a touch of pack mentality (at least with the younger ones). I liked the scene where Hige and Toboe were sitting in a cave whining about how they hadn't eaten for ages and Tsume making comments about which of them they ought to eat first. *grins* Sarky semi-bish, mmm...

And, much as I usually hate being prodded in the direction of the semi-canon couple.... *glomps on Tsume and Toboe* Cuuuuute! *heart*. Cynical sarcastic bastard and cute little wussy wolf who keeps following him around saying he likes him and licking his wounds! *heart*. I'd heard about the wound-licking scene before, but I foolishly assumed they would be in wolf form at the time. More fool me ^_^

I just wish Tsume would get a haircut...

Hmm...just under 36 hours until my first exam...urk.

Oh yes, and I saw the last ep of the Mahou Tsukai Tai OVA, and damn near died laughing in a couple of places. The 'human brooms' scene was a particularly good example. 'Oh, ride me, Takeo-kun!' '...you could at least turn over...' *dies*

March 02, 2003

You need a Closet Uke!!!
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Heh. Cool.

And also FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK.

My subconscious hates me. I mean, more than usual. I get to sleep at 7.30am, so what's a good time to wake me up? How about 10am boys and girls, does that sound like a good idea?

No, it doesn't to me either.

Then I tried to get a nap instead of having lunch (as I have no food at present) but couldn't get to sleep because my brain was going 'kerthumpkerthumptickertickertickeraburatsuboheeeeeeFUCK' all the time. Which is not conducive to sleep. Thus today I have had 2 and a half hours sleep, three cups of black coffee and a biscuit. I think I have an excuse for being the twitchy basketcase I am at the moment. I practically ran round to onee-sama's half an hour ago because I thought I'd actually snap if I didn't get some sane company.

Shit, I hate the couple of days before exams. They're worse than the exams themselves, I swear. Catch me on Friday and I'll be okay again.

*hides under desk and whimpers*

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March 01, 2003

New comic! Seems to be quite new, so not many strips yet, but what there is has a pleasantly surreal Mac Hall-esque ring to it. 'This is Jerry, the African sharp-toothed baboon. He consumes human flesh!' *snickers* Appeals to the crazy guy in us all.

Okay, back to Cicero. *pulls face* And thank you to Andrew for the soothing vibes....in duplicate.

This blog entry brought to you by my amusement on seeing Leon and D's expressions when Chris asks them to explain where babies come from. Relax kid, with those two as role models, you're never going to have to know...