Random Observations
Jun. 28th, 2005 03:53 pm1. The end credits for the second season of Gensoumaden Saiyuki are the slashiest thing ever. It starts off with an image if Sanzo lighting his cigarette off of Gojyo's- both of them holding the cigarettes in their mouths- which fades into Hakkai embracing Goku from behind. And just keeps going, while the music sings something about letting go of your feelings and opening your heart.
That's not even subtext.
2. There probably aren't that many people for whom "which books should I take and how many can I fit in this bag?" is a significant question when packing for vacation. However, I feel fairly certain that many of the people reading this can identify, and thus am comforted in my dorkishness.
3. Speaking of books, I had to go to a wedding Saturday (no, really, that segue way will make sense in a minute). Since there's only so many hours of small-talk-with-people-I-don't-know slash sitting-with-older-relatives-while-they-ignore-me-except-for-occasional-patronizing-remarks that I can endure before starting to hate all humanity, and "ten" is definitely more than the endurable number, I inevitably pulled out a book. A woman sitting next to me laughed and poked her middle school-aged daughter. "She brought four books in the car!"
"I have two more in my bag," I told the girl. She grinned at me.
That was the only interesting part of the day. There was a Powerpoint slideshow before the marriage ceremony. It was exactly as horrifyingly cheesy as it sounds. They projected baby pictures of the bride and groom onto the wall of the church while playing something that sounded suspiciously like a muzak version of 'You are the Wind Beneath my Wings'. I leaned toward my mom to mock it, and noticed that my cousin the idiot slut and her mother were both weeping copiously.
I am about to spend an entire week with these people, and our personalities are the equivalent of antimatter. There is no way that it will all go nicely. Though on the plus side, I'm guaranteed to have a few new stories by the time I come back. Concentrate on the plus side.
4. Bangkok 8 by John Burdett is a great book. I need the sequel immediately.
5. Possibly my family is not like other families. A moment from last night:
The TV is on, playing a movie that my dad is watching. The computer in the next room playing music loudly enough to be heard throughout the house, as my brother wanders back and forth between the kitchen and the computer room. My mom is on the phone in the kitchen. My laptop is on the table- which is scattered with the remains of several weeks worth of mail, newspapers and magazines, as well as the necessary supplies for two ongoing meals, as everyone ate something entirely different for dinner- playing an episode of fansubbed anime. The subtitles are a good thing, as I wouldn't have been able to make out any of the dialog if it was in English. We are also all talking to one another, because there's not enough stuff going on already.
My brother passes behind me, glances at the screen, and melodramatically announces "What are those two guys doing to each other?!" There is, of course, nothing going on on the screen. I'm watching the episode of Utena with the cowbell; this is just his way of teasing me. I ignore him.
My dad rolls his eyes. "Not more gay porn? It's always guys kissing."
I protest that I am not watching gay porn. My brother interrupts me to shield his eyes and moan, "I can't handle that. Too graphic."
I slump in my seat and mutter that I hate them all. My mother then interrupts me to shout that she is on the phone with her mother, and could we please shut up about the gay porn. Which, of course, causes the three of us to laugh hysterically and talk loudly about porn until she leaves the room.
Normality is overrated.
6. There is a creepy-looking spider in this room. Someone should kill it for me. *whimpers*
That's not even subtext.
2. There probably aren't that many people for whom "which books should I take and how many can I fit in this bag?" is a significant question when packing for vacation. However, I feel fairly certain that many of the people reading this can identify, and thus am comforted in my dorkishness.
3. Speaking of books, I had to go to a wedding Saturday (no, really, that segue way will make sense in a minute). Since there's only so many hours of small-talk-with-people-I-don't-know slash sitting-with-older-relatives-while-they-ignore-me-except-for-occasional-patronizing-remarks that I can endure before starting to hate all humanity, and "ten" is definitely more than the endurable number, I inevitably pulled out a book. A woman sitting next to me laughed and poked her middle school-aged daughter. "She brought four books in the car!"
"I have two more in my bag," I told the girl. She grinned at me.
That was the only interesting part of the day. There was a Powerpoint slideshow before the marriage ceremony. It was exactly as horrifyingly cheesy as it sounds. They projected baby pictures of the bride and groom onto the wall of the church while playing something that sounded suspiciously like a muzak version of 'You are the Wind Beneath my Wings'. I leaned toward my mom to mock it, and noticed that my cousin the idiot slut and her mother were both weeping copiously.
I am about to spend an entire week with these people, and our personalities are the equivalent of antimatter. There is no way that it will all go nicely. Though on the plus side, I'm guaranteed to have a few new stories by the time I come back. Concentrate on the plus side.
4. Bangkok 8 by John Burdett is a great book. I need the sequel immediately.
5. Possibly my family is not like other families. A moment from last night:
The TV is on, playing a movie that my dad is watching. The computer in the next room playing music loudly enough to be heard throughout the house, as my brother wanders back and forth between the kitchen and the computer room. My mom is on the phone in the kitchen. My laptop is on the table- which is scattered with the remains of several weeks worth of mail, newspapers and magazines, as well as the necessary supplies for two ongoing meals, as everyone ate something entirely different for dinner- playing an episode of fansubbed anime. The subtitles are a good thing, as I wouldn't have been able to make out any of the dialog if it was in English. We are also all talking to one another, because there's not enough stuff going on already.
My brother passes behind me, glances at the screen, and melodramatically announces "What are those two guys doing to each other?!" There is, of course, nothing going on on the screen. I'm watching the episode of Utena with the cowbell; this is just his way of teasing me. I ignore him.
My dad rolls his eyes. "Not more gay porn? It's always guys kissing."
I protest that I am not watching gay porn. My brother interrupts me to shield his eyes and moan, "I can't handle that. Too graphic."
I slump in my seat and mutter that I hate them all. My mother then interrupts me to shout that she is on the phone with her mother, and could we please shut up about the gay porn. Which, of course, causes the three of us to laugh hysterically and talk loudly about porn until she leaves the room.
Normality is overrated.
6. There is a creepy-looking spider in this room. Someone should kill it for me. *whimpers*
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Date: 2005-06-28 09:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-28 09:13 pm (UTC)It must be like a rule of the universe - weddings suck. I've been to so many weddings and god, it's true, the cheesiness grows with each one. Like cancer.
(All the boys at school think I read lesbian manga porn. Only, they're probably serious, and keep asking me to sell some to them.
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Date: 2005-06-28 09:33 pm (UTC)I was invited to go to one wedding *reception*, though, and it was incredibly dull, conventional, and populated by people I didn't know. (Friends of my partner's cousin).
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Date: 2005-06-28 09:38 pm (UTC)This is why I own an iPod and a PDA. I can have about fifty books on my person at any one time, and fit them all into my bag with plenty of room left over. :D
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Date: 2005-06-28 09:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-28 09:43 pm (UTC)Hee!
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Date: 2005-06-28 09:45 pm (UTC)The reception's the worst part, I think. The ceremony itself, though boring, generally never lasts more than a hour, so it's over without too much time wasted. It's the receptions that go on and on and on.
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Date: 2005-06-28 09:47 pm (UTC)*plots to take many more books than originally planned*
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Date: 2005-06-28 09:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-28 11:34 pm (UTC)Embarrassment factor-- check
Potential for blackmail-- check
Provisions for incest-- check
...I have to wonder if I'm really related to that woman...
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Date: 2005-06-29 12:36 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-29 01:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-29 03:38 am (UTC)But perhaps a little second-season Gensoumaden Saiyuki will help. It sounds like it could have certain analgesic effects, if only I can store enough up before the weekend.
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Date: 2005-06-29 04:44 am (UTC)And that's so cool! I don't think even I would have recognized him at a Ren faire.
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Date: 2005-06-29 04:49 am (UTC)I had thought that it was a universally acknowledge truth that one doesn't treat family reunions as singles night... ;)
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Date: 2005-06-29 05:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-29 05:28 am (UTC)Saiyuki helps most things, I find.
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Date: 2005-06-29 02:59 pm (UTC)herding catsorganizing.Are you going to Otakon? How tall are you? Some of our people can't make it, so we have spare costumes. And are missing a Nataku even if everyone were to show up -- so if you'd like to join us...
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Date: 2005-06-29 03:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-29 04:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-30 03:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-06 10:24 pm (UTC)And it was 2am and I was in Florida, so I figured it was a bad time to call you back. I'm so sorry that you were sick! And I wish I would have got it sooner- I was so bored all last weekened that I would have loved to hang out. But, um, whatcha doing in the next few days? *grins*
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Date: 2005-07-06 10:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-07-07 03:21 am (UTC)And in the next few days, things get a little hokey. Tomorrow is bad. Friday is slightly less baddish. Saturday is good. Sunday not so good. On Monday my job starts for real, so from then on I'll only be available after 12:30pm.
So -- when is good for you and what do you want to do? ^^
P.S. Hope you had a great time and got a ton of sun. ^.~ I'll be expecting your
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Date: 2005-07-07 09:36 pm (UTC)I do not have a farmer's tan, thank you very much! I have a loooooooovely tan. Meanie. ;)
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Date: 2005-07-08 01:53 am (UTC)What are you, a Buddhist? :P Hee. And I'm suuuuuuure you have a nice tan. Really. For shizzle. :D What are you up to tomorrow (Friday)? I have the middle of the day pretty free.