Monday, March 14, 2005

Bootleggin'

Comment Commentary

Godel- I dunno. Uploading porn or something with swastikas, I guess.

Azure- Well that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

satan665- Evian and Tart sound like German bodybuilders with workout tapes.

lunox- A lot of people are prejudiced against anime-style art, and that's not confined to DeviantArt.

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The DeviantArt thing is (somewhat) solved. I had Azure make an account for me, but because the name I wanted- Arsenix- was already taken, so he took the libery of changing it to "Arsexin."

So I haven't bothered using that account. Actually, I don't really know what I would put on there. I'm rather.. Inadequate in all fields of art.

And I've been very busy doing very important things, so I can't do a real update.

Translation: I sat here practicing bass lines on a non-bass acoustic and looked up mythological creatures' origins all day, and I'm too tired to do anything else.

So I'll do a mini-rant about the stupid advertisements they have here on TheOtaku.

I don't blame the TheOtaku crew for the stupid advertisements, but advertisements asking about famous rap artists and shooting cowboys just don't seem to fit in around here. I just want some.. Real ones, and not simple spyware ones, you know?

Of course, that's what the text ones are for.

Either way, I made a couple little images yesterday in regards to this subject. Enjoy.

I'm still not quite sure which one it is. I clicked Tupac and all I got was my credit card number stolen. ._.



That one speaks for itself more. I just want to know why they decided to use white Spartan armor for that advertisement. The real Master Chief is green, end of story.
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Friday, March 11, 2005

DeviantArt Registration: The Odyssey

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Tony- Yeah, $8 is way too much for any poster. Actually, it got up to twelve, didn't it? Outrageous, I say.

James- Such a highbrow concept, isn't it? :P

Shin- I want to go to the California Museum of Modern Arts, or whatever it is. My friend went there and she loved it.

Alea- Uh. Tolerable.. Things.

No, for the most part it's a holocaust museum, but they talk about racism and "hate speech" in general.

Ken- Yeah. It was in a very Californian-looking area, too.

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Stupid DeviantArt. A new friend of mine gave me her account name, and after looking at her pictures, I felt inspired to make my own account.

So I go to the registry page..

"We are sorry, but you are attempting to create an account from a network or Internet Service Provider (ISP) that is shared by an abusive individual. This individual's repeated actions have forced us to ban your shared ISP, causing you this inconvenience.

This type of ban is reserved for only the most extreme cases of abuse and prevents anyone using your particular ISP from creating a new deviantART account.

This may be either a temporary or permanent measure depending on the nature of the abuse. Due to the manner in which your service provider handles its users we are unable to narrow the ban any further and cannot specifically exclude you.

This does not imply that you have personally caused this action, but rather it may be the actions of someone unknown to you who simply shares your ISP.

Please be patient, or, if the option is available, use a different ISP, until we feel that this ban may be lifted or otherwise modified."

This is a big "wtf." I've never in my life visited that site except for one instance when I visited Syk's page. Nobody else here could have done anything..

So I check the message boards to see if there's anything. I go to the Help section, and I find nothing. I tried out the Search bar, but "this feature is available only to members."

I really did try to avoid it, but I eventually resorted to the Contact Us page. I fill out a polite little notice, and hit the send button.

"We're sorry, but this feature is available only to members."

Gah, it's like it's some sort of secret society that they pretend is actually public. It's MADNESS.

Not that I need a Deviant account with every fiber of my being. I was just kind of looking forward to getting my work exposed to a wider audience.

Real entry tonight or tomorrow.
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Thursday, March 10, 2005

What to do now.

Comment Commentary

Tony- I'll probably rent it sometime soon. Generally, I'm not the type to buy DVDs of movies I'm not that familiar with spontaneously.

Mimmi- It would probably collapse the universe on itself, leaving all of the main characters dead except for two and they have to repopulate the planet. And the last two episodes will totally confuse everybody and they'll have to make a movie.

Azure- I should do a before and after on that.

Shin- I remember for the longest time we were on year-round school.. Three week breaks spread throughout the year, with no real summer vacation. I liked that.

Alea- I think I've come close to perfecting that "style." You know, the cutout with the outline. I've been messing around with that for quite some time.

Tony- Wow, I'd appreciate that. Also, on the note of Digital Devil Database: I'll begin working on Demonary / Lexicon entries this weekend, if you can show me how you want the information to be organized. I'd like to get the groundwork of an article done, too.

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Well.. Get out the party hats. It's time for another..

MANDATORY 1,000(x)TH CELEBRATION EXTRAGANZA UPDATE

*engages in celebratory activities*

And with such a celebration extravaganza, there always comes a..

MANDATORY 1,000(x)TH CELEBRATION EXTRAVAGANZA IMAGE



A bit subtle, and more high-brow.. But I like it. *strokes chin*

You'll never, ever be able to stop the chin-stroking. Try as you might, Godel.

Anyway.. Seriousness. Yes.

I've done two or three of these sort of updates before. I've been thinking about this one for a few days now, but the biggest challenge has been "What to rant about?" In past ones I've covered a good deal of stuff- my history on myOtaku, descriptions of my favorite mO members, and so on.. So I suppose the only thing I have left to do now is look forward to the future, and review what I've done recently that I've liked.

Keep in mind these are in no particular order.

THINGS I'VE CHANGED:

- More consistent updating. I can't remember if the Daily Posting Contest happened around el visito three-thousando, but I remember most of my updates back in the day being endless rambles about nothing at all (..more than now, I mean), and there wasn't a steady flow of them. I think that I've improved upon that. Of course, I'm still an incoherent rambling bastard with nothing important to say, but that's a moot point.

I think.

- Decent themes. I remember doing a new theme almost every week, because of some sort of horrifying fixation with Photoshop (again, more than now) and, dare I say it, Paint Shop Pro.

*ominous music*

I remember them all being really cool, but in retrospect, they all just sucked. Plain and simple. Though I'm still far away from anything respectable, I think I've come a-ways with that. At least people don't visit my site one day and go "Oh dear, did I make a typo? This isn't Sennen's site" and thus not comment.

Because I'm a comment whore, through and through.

- I've added some variety, mostly thanks to my scanner, which has bred many a confusing and irrelevant doodle.

But I still love them. They are my babies.

Now, for the things I'd like to do in the future. Prepare for a much longer list here.

- Find some way to cause AzureWolf physical pain. He deserves it.

- Make Shinmaru wear some damn pants instead of shorts. I'm telling you, it's madness, unless your legs are covered in Robin Williams-level fur.

- Find a way to shut up about Anime Expo. I swear, from mid-June to early August I don't talk about anything else. Maybe I'll make my heart set on having a crappy time this year, so I won't go on and on about it for ages.

- More comics, dammit. I just wish my sketches could keep up with my ideas, and I just wish my ideas could keep up with my relentlessly increasing standards. And maybe I could figure out a decent way to actually fix the comics in Photoshop, too.

Someday, old bean. Someday..

- Find more things to talk about. Other people seem to have a neverending flow of subjects.. Mine are kind of like TV Land: They're okay for a little while, but then you realize that you've seen it before. Ten times.

- Create the perfect myOtaku theme. Not just a decent one, mind you, but a freaking amazing, omnipotent unstoppable behemoth of Photoshopped wonder that nobody could trump. Because I'm power-hungry due to low self-esteem as a child.

- Oh, I'd also like to avoid misspellings of words like "omnisient" and stop using made-up words that I think are real, like "replicatable."

Wow, this is a cop-out. Must think of something else to do..

A top ten list of favorite things?

A bunch of quiz results from random sites?

A survey I got through an email?

No.. How about some 1337 speech.

Well, this was pointless. My dad's rushing me to get off soon. I have other things to talk about as well.

[/arrogance]

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We took a field trip to the Museum of Tolerance yesterday, and I had a hard time tolerating it.

(Clever to the MAX.)

As important as the message of tolerance is, I can't handle having it drilled into my brain for five hours by an insane tour guide.

It was sort of funny, though. The tours are on timers, because most of it is short films and presentations, so if your tour guide finishes up early, he or she (or it), they have to stall until they can go into the next room. This happened to us several times..

The bus drives were dull and lonely. My friends shut me out (But not really) and I sat by myself most of the time (sort of by my own choice). I listened to the same two CDs over and over, and I fell asleep. Then I drew a fuzz-ball and some dorky Dante knockoff because I had Devil May Cry 3 on the brain.

Because I knew I was going to buy it later. My mom finally came back from Pittsburgh, which means several things:

a) Food.
b) Clothing.
c) Transportation.

Oh, and family togetherness, too. I guess. o_O

Anyway, I finally got a ride to Gamestop, and I bought it.

Compared to what people have been saying about it, it's not that hard yet. Sure, it took me six tries to beat the first real boss (Cerberus), but I've had much worse with Zelda games. The difficulty is probably going to increase exponentially by the end, though.

I suppose the "hardest" part is how, when you die, you automatically get sent back to the beginning of the mission. In some cases, this can mean going back a very long time, and that's a bad thing.

And yet, despite its frustrating qualities, it's amazing how satisfying I still feel playing it. The style system is awesome (Gunslingaz 4 Life, down with Trickster), and the coolness of the weapons is once again mind-boggling.

I mean.. Three-sided ice nunchaku? How cool is that?

I'll tell you how cool: Very.

Dante seems more annoying in this one, though. Seeing as he's 'younger' Dante, he's more excited and youthful and etc. That's not so bad, but when you watch a hardcore-cool cutscene, hearing Dante shout "Yeah! Woohoo! Hah!" in the background like a deeper-voiced Mario kind of kills the mood.

Nothing else to say today. I'd like to launch a formal complaint against myself for hyping such shit for two days.

Wow, self-loathing. Looks like some things never change, huh?

Closing statement: Alex, the "To Kill a Mockingbird" Flash you showed me the other day has become one of my friend's biggest addictions. Thanks to that, I practically have the entire thing memorized, word for word. I'm not sure if this is a positive or negative observation, but.. Thought you might want to know.
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Tuesday, March 8, 2005

Spanish songs in Andalucia..
Heh heh.. It's one visit away from 4,000. I was expecting it to be tonight, but.. Looks like you have to wait.

It's a good thing, too, because I haven't done anything for it yet. o_O

Comment Commentary

Tony- See, I never saw Seven. Maybe that's part of why I like it so much- I don't have much to compare it to.

James- Right.. All legitimate. <_<

My song-finding process:

1) Search the internet for free MP3s. If they're more popular songs (i.e. anything from MTV or VH1), it's not that hard to find these, but if I'm looking for an entire album.. Whew, good luck with that.

2) "Borrow" from friends. It's sort of rare that my friends have music that I'm interested in (before me, anyway. I once burned 20 CDs for one friend), but you never know.

3) If it's a band I like a lot, I buy the actual CD. If they have decent liner notes and cool art, it's worth a couple extra bucks. Otherwise I just buy it on iTunes. It's the security of a permenant hard copy, you know?

..And I have no idea why I wrote this here.

Shin- Ah, so your school system was one of those crazy ones that counts sixth grade as middle school. A very strange and foreign land, this La Puente is.

Lewna- And hello right back. ^_^

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I went on a bit of an eBay prowl today. Generally, when I'm on that site, I'm just looking for posters or cool band paraphernalia. Well, this time was no different, because, as usual, I found a ton of cool stuff but I didn't buy anything.

There was this totally awesome Ted Leo + Pharmacists poster, and I would buy it in a second, if I had a credit card on hand. Nobody has placed a bid on it.. $3.98 for such a cool poster. It's a steal.

Actually, I don't have any posters in my room. Well, I guess I can't really say that- there's an old Harry Potter poster from fifth grade on the wall that I've never bothered to take down. It's one of those made-for-school "Reading can take you ANYWHERE!!1" posters, you know?

Heh, I knew it was lame before, but in actually stating it where anybody can read it, I feel even worse about it. Tsk.

I don't think I would want a room covered in posters, either. Just a few, selectively placed posters here and there would suit me just fine. And maybe a cool anime wallscroll.

Perhaps I won't be as stingy with my cash at AX this year and- dare I say it- actually buy something?

Oh, right, I made something in Photoshop for art again over the weekend. It was just one of those practice things that I've been doing to familiarize myself with various Photoshop.. Things.

For what it is, I think it turned out okay. I never intended for it to be profound or poetic by any means.. I just felt it seemed empty without text, so I threw in song lyrics. How groundbreaking of me.

"Tyranny of Distance" is an early Ted Leo album.. The top border is from Pixies' "Letter to Memphis," the right one is The White Stripes "Truth Doesn't Make a Noise," the one on the left is Weezer's "Across the Sea" (I really regret putting that one there. It's so whiny), and the one on the bottom is a translation of Yuki Kajiura's "Yasashii Yoake."

My art teacher says I'm not using Photoshop to its fullest potential.. That's definitely true, but I don't think he can really help me out with it. He said he'd bring in tutorials, but.. Eh, whatever. You never know what will help.

Closing statement: I really want a haircut. My hair's getting to that point where it looks okay in the front, but it's getting rather agitating to deal with and it looks kind of like a mullet in the back, heh. I've also taken a solemn vow to not grow my hair out, so.. Yeah. On with the haircuttage.
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Sunday, March 6, 2005

Shallowness and simplicity

Comment Commentary

James- More or less. I just find it aggrivating that I can't use a song I bought for, say, a myOtaku song, without jumping through hoops.

Mimmi- In the end I only bothered taking two pictures. That was at the beginning of the night, when I remembered that my camera takes the worst pictures in dim lighting. This, of course, is a place that was filled with lots of little lights, and while the effect is rather cool, the intentions of the picture itself are lost.

Sorry. :P

Azure- Rave? What about raves, now?

And you get no peace, love, unity or respect out of me until you beat DMC3 on Dante Must Die mode.

Shin- I like that. I like that a lot.

Alea- There may still be seeds of that evil in your mind. Be wary, young one.

Shin- Yeah, but I do that all the time. And when is your special myOtaku-destroying website coming? I demand answers.

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Hm, I'm guessing most of this post is just going to be about the theme park trip, so if you don't care about my social life, I'd suggest skipping down to the pretty picture.

After a long yet curiously leisurely day of pointless school stuff (I had a math quiz which everybody's freaking out about, but I think I only missed a couple), it was preparation time. The plan was for me to go over to a friend's house, dump all of my heavy school stuff onto his floor, and stock up on snacks. I was to spend the night there (My dad didn't want to wake up at 3 AM to pick me up down the street), so I could gather my stuff in the morning.

After that we went down the lane to the house of another partner in crime, however, we were restricted to the living room (I don't quite know what she was doing- probably just getting ready), but that wasn't so bad because that's where the Xbox is. We went on Halo 2 Live, and messed around with her clan members and friends. There were these two really n00bey Pedro-sounding guys who were chatting about random stuff.

"..Ey, you ever heard of, uh.. Mechassault 2?"
"Oh, yeah, I think I've heard of that one, but I've never played it."
"I rented it today."
"Oh, cool."
"..."
"..Don't you just hate it when, like, you kill a guy but he comes back to kill you?"
"YEAH, I KNOW!!"

We were out of there soon enough, and by the time we got to the meeting point at the school it was raining rather hard. There were two teachers from our school that ran the trip, and they took forever to tally up the students and get them on the buses. I felt like I was in Schindler's List for a minute there.

Me: *fighting the crowd* Uh, Irvin, Nicholas! Eighth grade!

Teacher: GET IN LINE THREE. GRR.

The bus ride there was long and unpleasant. I got stuck in quite possibly the crappiest seat on the entire bus: first, it was the seat on top of one of the wheels, which meant that my footspace was elevated to the point that my kneecaps were up by my head. And at the same time, I was right on top of the heater, and apparently the rest of the bus was cold, so they cranked up the heat. And then the seat was hard and my ass hurt by the halfway point. It wasn't all bad, though, because I spread the good word of Vomit Remnants and Etro Anime (I love how my taste in music can be so self-contradicting) to my peers.

We got there, filed off the bus, got our tickets, and were let loose. They pressed the returning time on us pretty hard: 12:30 in front of the gate. "Yes, that gate, not the other one. Right. Uh-huh. Stop looking at me."

We had a rather large group. Altogether, there were ten of us, and when there's that many people you're bound to have fights over what to do next. There was one group who wanted Ghostrider, and another who wanted Silver Bullet. Eventually we went for the latter.

There was some guys on a horse-drawn carriage waving at the people in line like beauty queens. You know, the rotating wrist movement without any actual finger action. In response, I did the same, only I kept four of the five fingers down.

Karma says that eventually I will meet that person again and he will make it a point to kick me in the balls, but that probably won't happen for a while.

The ride was decent. It's a lot like Six Flags's Batman in its design.. But it was new, and therefore exciting. Actually, it was my friend's first roller coaster ever (he'd never been to a theme park before). It was funny how freaked out he looked afterwards.

You know how they take pictures on rides, and try to get you to buy them afterwards? Well, this is one of those rides, and when I saw my picture I didn't even recognize myself. I had to take off my glasses, and my hair was all pushed back by the wind.. In fact, everyone else was asking, "Who's that kid next to Michael? o_O". Sort of sad, and it hurt my self-esteem, for reasons still under investigation.

We went on a couple more rides (and when I say "couple" I mean "couple"- it seemed to take forever to get anywhere). After that, we decided to get some food.

What a mistake.

Some of us decided to get funnel cake at a separate stand, but I decided to go to the All-American Fatty Junk Food Stand, and get myself a hot dog. It only took the funnel cake party half an hour to get theirs, but it took me an hour and a half to get a friggin' hot dog.

But what a hot dog it was.

Regardless, they ditched us somewhere between ten and five feet from the front of the line (i.e. half an hour), and once again we were on a regrouping phone-tag campaign. Eventually, my group just said "screw them" and went on one of those water-rapid rafty rides. People must have been staring at us, because my male friends are all very loud, shrieky people, and when people hear a bunch of people yelling "AAAH, SHIT, IT GOT ON MY PANTS" from on a ride, they at least raise an eyebrow. It was really fun, though. Because it was a water ride, and it was rather cold, the line was short, and we got on again. Everybody else went on twice more (I have no idea why), but by then we had reunited with a couple of other people, so I left with one of them, searching for everybody else.

Eventually we found them, but by this point it was about midnight, and they were getting hungry. I tried to direct them to the food stand, but as unfamiliar with this park as I was, that didn't go well. By the time we got there it was almost time to meet at the front, so we just grabbed some candy and ran.

And then we ran into one of our friendly-but-not-close friends who convinced us to get on one more (albeit very kiddy) ride, which delayed us a tad.

Here's where it gets hazy.

There were three of us at this point. People were starting to close things down, and I guess that I was subconsciously starting to panic a bit. We got to the front of the park rather quickly, but we didn't see anybody we recognized inside of the park. However, we saw a very tall, very stalker-ish affiliate of ours outside of the gates. Thinking everyone had congregated outside, we went outside of the park, and whoop-de-freakin-doo, we had passed the point of no return and couldn't get back inside. Then a very long and very tense phone conversation with one of my friends (who was being screamed at by one of the teachers) happened, and then we had to meet the teachers between some bars somewhere. I swear to God they looked like they were going to reach through the bars, grab me, and rip my face off. Some park worker was told to stay with us, as if we were going to run off and shoot heroin while having sex if left unattended.

We were perfectly fine and perfectly innocent. We were right by where everybody else would have exited, not even five feet away. We could have met up with them so easily it wasn't even funny.

And then we left. I swore I wouldn't fall asleep on the ride home (people were taking pictures of sleeping people), but eventually I did, despite the heater singing my eyebrows off. We got to the pickup point around 3:30, got driven home, and slept.

So there you have it, an unnecessarily long rambling about my misadventures in a second-rate amusement park. *takes a bow*

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The promised pretty picture:

That's the greatest iteration of a margin-sketch of mine in math class. I considered making even cooler with color and legible writing, but I gave up on that once I realized I had shaded in certain areas. For me, still a Photoshop n00b in the sense of comic-making, that is the mark of death.

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I watched the movie Saw today, and it was as good as I had hoped it would be. Admittedly, the acting really threw me off at first, but it was twisted and jacked up and well-written and I greatly enjoyed it. More than The Ring, possibly. I would elaborate, but I'm all typed out. Later, people.

Closing statement: Though I prefer quiet most of the time, I like to have music playing when I'm doing my homework. Maybe it just drowns those around me out, but I've found that people think I'm odd for that.
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Friday, March 4, 2005

Paranormality

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Karmi- y3s.

Shin- Dude.. That would be, like, a kickass band name, man.

James- Not protected AAC from the iTunes music store, apparently.. I tried today, and they're special "protected" files. It's frustrating, though I suppose I could just burn them onto audio CDs and re-rip them.

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I realize I haven't been online very much for the past couple of days. I've been sort of busy, not that it's a bad thing.

Yesterday we went up to the mountains (Wrightwood, for you SoCal residents), sort of against my will. My goal was to simply rent GTA: San Andreas and worship it for the rest of the week, but that was not to be. We got all of our stuff on, and began the curvy, road-sickening trip up the mountain.

We brought one of my friends along, and we listened to music on my iPod on the way up. It still blows my mind how quickly the battery can drain. We had it on moderate volume with, for the most part, no backlight, the entire way up, and it was half-drained by the time we got out of the car. Madness, I say.

In all, it was quite fun. We mostly went up there for sledding, which was more hassling than its worth. This snow was really deep, and really flakey, and if you weren't careful you would sink three feet. This happened to me several times.. I suppose the worst one was when I was trying to cross this little creek, and I got stuck at a 45 degree angle right above the creek. I kind of had to do a split to avoid getting wet.. It wasn't pleasant, especially after the rigorous exercises of Phys Ed the past couple of days. Eventually my friend pulled me out, but my shoe remained in the hole. I got it out, but it was filled with snow.

And then we found a snow-sentient with eyes that pierced you very soul. We named him Jeffrey, and we tricked him out with a little snow-hat. Pimpin', man. Unfortunately, our little friend was quickly lost. Cause of death: Boot.

My dad decided to go down the slope once, and seriously jacked up his leg in the process. He had a big leg injury back in high school, and it's been fine since then, but something got zonked out when he crashed. This leads me to this morning, when he was unable to stand when getting out from bed. With no other way to get to school, I just got back in bed, and slept in. That's right, a day out of school. It sort of sucked, though, because I was looking forward to school today, for whatever reason.

Then I played the recently rented Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas for a bit. So far, it's unimpressive. It's not the ghettoness that bothers me (though that's my friends major reason for disliking it), it's the gameplay. I'm still early in the game (I'm not out of Los Santos yet), but the missions are incredibly dull. The controls are crap, too. This just makes me want to play Devil May Cry 3 more, just for the gameplay.

And then I found my brain's thoughts rendered in gangsta mode. As in, everything my brain had to say was filled with poor grammar and ended in profanity. That wore off eventually.

My brother also bought The Sims 2: University, which I haven't played much. The gameplay tweaks don't seem that alluring (though I've always wanted to know how to combine households), but as with all Sims expansions, all I want is new clothing and items. I only had a second to play around with it, but there was a lot of stylin' clothing. For young adults, at least- I'm not sure if they added anything for any other age groups.

The field trip to the theme park until 3 AM is tomorrow, and I'm pleasantly excited. I've got my camera ready, along with many CDs (several freshly burned). I'm not bringing my iPod because I'm paranoid about losing it, which I think it sort of ironic. It's designed for portability, but I rarely take it anywhere. Odd, eh?

I'm not sure if I'll put any of the pictures on here or not. Most of them will probably be of my friends.. They're probably reserved for my Xanga. Sorry, guys. :P

I don't know what to ramble about for the 4,000th visit post. I now turn the microphone toward you, asking for rant ideas. 'Till then, I'm out.

Closing statement: The dreams of children are so easily tarnished. That's my brother, who fell flat on his face when trying to climb the mountain of hellishly powdery snow.
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Wednesday, March 2, 2005

Breeding catholic pixies.

Comment Commentary

Azure- >.o

Shin- I appreciate that observation.

Mimmi- I don't understand why there are two pieces.

Godel- My mom went to Pittsburgh for a week, so we're left here all alone (most of the time. My dad spends very little time here). It's more of a whiny in-joke than anything.

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I forgot to mention that I got that propaganda essay back. I did pretty well on it, compared to a lot of people. 70 out of 75 isn't too bad, right?

The teacher was dedicated to leaving a thousand little comments on each essay, but most of mine were really stupid nitpicks. She drives the "pretend the reader is stupid" concept into the ground, and that's what most of the comments were about.

The big one for me was that she said that my topic was a little broad, and that I was rather generic, when she was the one that told me to write it like this. I asked her if this was an okay setup to use (Types of propaganda, different factions' uses for propaganda, and the psychology behind it). Grr, I say, grr.

Oh, and I threw in a few posters from the war, and she said that they required explanation. I already had translations, the origin nations and the years on them. I assumed that the reader could make up their opinion. And that is bad.

But I'm whining.

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As for the rest of school.. History has gotten boring (World history > U.S. History). It used to be my favorite class, but it's just gotten dull. In some ways, I find it more boring than even Science these days.

Math, no comment.

Art's pleasant. It's been mostly the same deal, though I've been turning in more Photoshop stuff than hand-drawn stuff. We had pizza in-class today, and he put on The Fox and the Hound, which left a big question mark over my head, but it was fun to see my friend's face light up like the friggin' Christmas tree in Times Square. It's her favorite Disney movie of all time, after all.

Tangent: My personal favorite Disney movie is The Incredibles, but if you discount Pixar I'd have to go with 101 Dalmatians. It's more for sentimental reasons than actual cinematic genius.. Heh.

End tangent.

Phys Ed's been hell this week. He's making us do all these painful, painful, degrading exercises, for long periods of time. I hurt, badly. It hurt to walk to my friend's house. It hurt to kick his shitty CD player for not working. It hurt doing other things as well.

But it's a good hurt. In fact, it's so good that it hurts even more than this optimism.

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Yay for parental negligence. With my mom on leave, my dad has to be come the chauffer for a few days. This means that he has to tear himself away from his precious work to spend ten minutes dropping us off. Instead, I've opted for the easy, less guilty path, and just decided to go home with random friends, only to get picked up later. I left messages for my dad about not picking me up until later (he wants to kill two birds with one stone by picking me up when he gets my brother), but apparently he didn't get them, and he showed up an hour after I got in the door. Naturally he got all pissy when I told him to go back to work, but he's the one renting Grand Theft Auto, so I'm fine with that.

When I got home (after spending hours at a friend's house smashing things and playing loud music) I came home, and my brother was playing The Sims. In reality, that little freak was on Google Image Search again, this time typing things such as "losing virginity," "cowgirl," "auska" and the classic "big boobies" in. Perhaps these virus problems are his fault, not mine. WOO-HOO, I'm not to blame.

Anyway, I took a bath to relax the muscles, did my homework and made some soup. Now here I am, tired, yet unable to go to sleep. It's my mom's doing, but she's made me think that somebody always has to be awake unless there's "someone strong" in the house. Technically, I guess I could just go to sleep, but this is a free excuse for staying up later.

What a silly and childish update. I should prepare a real rant soon.. Perhaps for my 4,000th visit update?

Closing Statement: It's a sad day when you see a punkish youth from a distance and can't tell whether they're male or female. [CLARIFIER]The hair.[/CLARIFIER]

EDIT: Hm, maybe Apple isn't so evil after all. I just figured out how to convert their painfully obscure AAC files (the format iTunes-bought songs are in) to MP3. Kickass.
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Tuesday, March 1, 2005

Inspirationless

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DDG- Heh, no, it's virus problems.. I need Azure or somebody to get online and help me out here. >.o

Shin- Well, the Marriott, but that's close enough.

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Horrible evil lack-of-proper-parenting lockdown begins tomorrow. I've stocked up on snack foods. There is really nothing else to say. Sorry for the filler update.

EDIT:

..Oh God, I hope they're kidding.

Also: Anime Expo has pretty much revamped their site, and I am pleased. Man, it's too early to get all giddy about it, but I can't help it. The memories come rushing back, you know?
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Sunday, February 27, 2005

Insert a random song quote here.

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Tony- I checked GameRankings earlier today.. On average, it has 9.1. Most of them are just nines out of ten, and IGN's score just elevates it a bit. I agree with you about IGN often overrating games, though.

Azure- I thought you already gave yourself away to a certain episode of Naruto.

Shin- It will be great if there is, but there's always a ton of other things to do there. Perhaps we shall go head-to-head in the gaming hall this year?

DDG- Ever since I first played the original, I've come off as somebody with a humongous Dante fetish. I'm hoping I'll be able to suppress that with this game, but given my history with the franchise..

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Gaaah. This is a travesty. Between Otakon getting L'Arc~en~Ciel and now Anime Central getting The Pillows, Anime Expo had better not drop the ball. I demand Asian Kung-Fu Generation to round out the triad.

If this demand is not met, I have vowed to burn down the Anaheim Marriott, and I have Shin backing me up. We be representin the hood, and so on.

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I spent a lot of time messing around in Photoshop today, and I came up with some really interesting results. I'm toying around with a new sort of style for rendering images.. It's very nice-looking, but I need to perfect it. Plus, the effect is always sort of different depending on the image. I'm hoping I can find a consistent sort of result through some alternative method. Sorry, there's nothing to scan this week, unless you want a crappy sketch-comic about teaching blind-deaf children how to speak and cheering up people in the old folks' home with Nazi jokes. I'm afraid that distributing that will result in some sort of e-lawsuit, so I'm not going to bother.

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A bit of explaination for today's update title: While I'm on a creative roll with Photoshop and, occasionally, pencil drawings recently, I'm totally out of ideas for anything written. A few weeks back I had a proverbial backup of ideas in the plumbing pipes of my mind, but now I'm totally out. Whenever I'm putting a caption on a piece of art, or coming up with a title for something, the final choice is just a direct quote from whatever song I happen to be listening to at the moment. Case in point is this piece I did for art class today: It's a "distorted" silhouette of myself, with a heavy dark read tone to everything, and a bunch of clouds.

The quote? "We're chained," from a particular Pixies song (Bonus points: Name the song first). It has absolutely nothing to do with the picture. I just needed a quote, and the song was playing, so here I am.

Well, the ever-orgasmic Saturday night Adult Swim lineup is about to start, so I've gotta bail. Salutations.

Closing statement: Well that's just great. Microsoft Word isn't working. What's wrong with this computer now..?
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Saturday, February 26, 2005

Bass, bass and more bass.

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Azure- Your mom, that's what. >:|

Godel- How would you know, huh?

Tony- If you're expecting all of the songs to be a lot like Danger, don't bother. It's probably the least mellow track on the CD.

Shin- At least I have the hand/eye coordination to fill in the bubbles right. OOOH, BURNED.

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Well, it seems they've announced the first guest of honor for Anime Expo 2005. It figures it would be a voice actor. I don't see why people make such a big deal over VAs at cons. To me, they're probably the least interesting people involved in the animation process. Sure, it's Maaya Sakamoto of Escaflowne fame, and she has definitely done more than just anime voiceovers, but that doesn't sway me much.

Bring me the directors, the creators, the writers.. A decent band. I'm sure they'll all be there (along with, hopefully, some webcomic artists in the Alley), and while a ton of people get giddy over seiyuus, it's just not the ideal way to get me hyped up about the convention early on.

And that's that.

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As time goes on, I learn to appreciate the weekend more and more. A few years back, I would actually regret the weekend, and, though I'm still not really doing anything notable on a regular basis, sometimes it's nicer to do nothing than everything.

Oooh, how Shijima I sound. :P

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Devil May Cry 3 has snuck up on me. After reading the reviews, my opinion was clenched: I'm buying it, no doubt. I'm also hoping to rent Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas next week.. After all, my mom is gonna be out of town. It'll be a good time to get away with things like that.

On the other hand, all I'll have to eat will be Easymac and Chocolate Lucky Charms, but whatever.
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