dean-o is our fucking car.
another year, another journal redesign. i get so many feelings around the new year, the urge to butterfly into something better and more beautiful, and i always redesign my journal around this time haha. you can set your watch by it.
i've been treated so badly by the fandoms i've been in for the last five years or so, and i've always had this kind of nostalgia for the metal gear series because it's the only fandom i have only good memories of. it kind of feels like something lovely that's 'mine' and that happens so rarely because i'm so out of the loop when it comes to pop culture and fandoms. i usually just follow other people and like the same stuff they do, but metal gear is my thing. i met two of my best friends in the world through it - pink_rain and risingdragon - and when i left, as i recall, it was because of a shift in my interests and not because of any drama or bullshit or bitches.
well, my brother came to visit last week and we played through 3, which is my favorite one. my family got hooked - i can appreciate why it didn't happen before, because before we got to see the endless opening cut scene followed by approximately an hour of me failing to know how to use my gun, and then failing to hit a beehive, and then giving up having achieved nothing but getting my backpack out of a tree and eventually not getting eaten by alligators and/or mud. but seeing the whole game played by someone who can play a basic videogame was enough for them to get into it too, and now it's like that whole magical time before things started really hurting is back. i've been so happy. metal gear is like... the place for me. i love it.
i forgot to blog about christmas, which was lovely. i got some amazing christmas presents. M bought me the original of a page from one of my favorite scenes in comic books, page 8 from thunderbolts 117, from the therapy scene with penance and doc samson. N's real present to us was freda, but he got me the companion cube plushie i've wanted since portal 1 came out, which was a wonderful surprise. i love it so much. and V got me - amongst other things - a replica of the music box from anastasia, which has been my favorite 'princess' movie since i was little. it's so beautiful and just like the one from the movie! so amazing. i didn't even know they made them. it goes perfectly with my swan jewellery box~
i know i tend to blog so unreliably because i only feel like talking when my mood has been consistently good, and that doesn't happen reliably, but hopefully i'll be a bit more regular here for a while at least.
i've been treated so badly by the fandoms i've been in for the last five years or so, and i've always had this kind of nostalgia for the metal gear series because it's the only fandom i have only good memories of. it kind of feels like something lovely that's 'mine' and that happens so rarely because i'm so out of the loop when it comes to pop culture and fandoms. i usually just follow other people and like the same stuff they do, but metal gear is my thing. i met two of my best friends in the world through it - pink_rain and risingdragon - and when i left, as i recall, it was because of a shift in my interests and not because of any drama or bullshit or bitches.
well, my brother came to visit last week and we played through 3, which is my favorite one. my family got hooked - i can appreciate why it didn't happen before, because before we got to see the endless opening cut scene followed by approximately an hour of me failing to know how to use my gun, and then failing to hit a beehive, and then giving up having achieved nothing but getting my backpack out of a tree and eventually not getting eaten by alligators and/or mud. but seeing the whole game played by someone who can play a basic videogame was enough for them to get into it too, and now it's like that whole magical time before things started really hurting is back. i've been so happy. metal gear is like... the place for me. i love it.
i forgot to blog about christmas, which was lovely. i got some amazing christmas presents. M bought me the original of a page from one of my favorite scenes in comic books, page 8 from thunderbolts 117, from the therapy scene with penance and doc samson. N's real present to us was freda, but he got me the companion cube plushie i've wanted since portal 1 came out, which was a wonderful surprise. i love it so much. and V got me - amongst other things - a replica of the music box from anastasia, which has been my favorite 'princess' movie since i was little. it's so beautiful and just like the one from the movie! so amazing. i didn't even know they made them. it goes perfectly with my swan jewellery box~
i know i tend to blog so unreliably because i only feel like talking when my mood has been consistently good, and that doesn't happen reliably, but hopefully i'll be a bit more regular here for a while at least.