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I went out and about yesterday, and when I got back it was to discover water had started pouring from the ceiling in my bathroom. It slowed very quickly to a trickle but the damage was one - my copy of Foucault's Pendulum was the biggest victim, followed quickly by the cat's littler box. I put down bowls to catch the water drips and promptly called the emergency maintenance line. I've yet to hear from a member of maintenance but the water has stopped dripping completely, but now I am quite pissed that when I did have water pouring from the ceiling no one bothered to show up. What if the toilet had broken? What if there was enough water moving to flood not only my apartment but the one below me? The apathy in this situation astounds me.
In other, less argh-related news (sob, my copy of Foucault's Pendulum! I WAS READING THAT, DAMMIT), I am about halfway caught up on my ongoing anime series, nearly in time for the Fall season to start. Thoughts so far:
I still have a decent chunk of series to catch up on; Digimon Xros Wars, which I hear has gotten a second season is up on the plate next. I'm also behind on Fairy Tail, Gintama, and I intended to catch No. 6 and The iDOLM@STER this season to. SO behind, and then I have to get back to my grand ol'marathon in the first place.
The insane and obscene amount of research I've been doing for my bigbang this year is staggering. And it's random things, too, because I've become obsessed with getting random little details right. My other browser window has tabs open about Linus Pauling, Marshall College, pictures of Cambridge University, pictures of changshans, a timeline of important events in the 1930s, and a map of Florence, Italy. All that, and I'm barely 2,000 words into the first chapter. (Out of a projected ten.)
And of course can't forget my stack of books all around the computer either. I seriously need to stop reading about Fulcanelli because a) it's not helping me and b) it's REALLY not helping me. Apparently the man claimed to have studied and become an adept at alchemy in a parallel world to our own. I read that particular bit and went FUCKING SERIOUSLY. In conclusion, I am NOT going to make Fucanelli a pseudonym used by Ed in the 1930s because... because the biography on Fucanelli scares me enough as it is. Curiosity, cat, you know the drill.
I've dicked around online long enough, back to the fic. I hope to get Chapter 1 done today, after all.
In other, less argh-related news (sob, my copy of Foucault's Pendulum! I WAS READING THAT, DAMMIT), I am about halfway caught up on my ongoing anime series, nearly in time for the Fall season to start. Thoughts so far:
- Ao no Exorcist: Man, I am adoring this show. I kinda want to poke my head in the fandom, but I'm afraid this will be another 26-episode-and-over show like 07 Ghost was. We'll see. I kind of love Rin and his typical shounen-stupid attitude, but he acknowledges that he's inherently an idiot and actually tries to study and get better at things. And then he runs headfirst into trouble anyway.
- Beelzebub: This is a vaguely amusing show but I'm not invested in it, it's so silly and over the top it does make me laugh with regularity. Now that there is an actual, ongoing arc I'm a little more keen on following it and looking forward to the next episodes.
- Blade: The fourth of the Marvel shows airing this year, and vampires and vampire-hunters, to boot. To be fair I've been enjoying this more than the other Marvel adaptations, although the most recent episode and the team-up with Wolverine? I was rolling my eyes a lot.
- Bleach: Some days I wonder why I'm still watching Bleach, and somedays it becomes so utterly lol-tastic that I recall. This would be the latter, because this current arc is so bad it's interesting. The "new" character Nozomi fails the Mary Sue Litmus test on all counts - and while I know logically that characters in canon technically can't be Sues ... yeah, right. When the "canon" is more cracked out than some of the fanfic...
- Blood-C: This show has intrigued me from the get-go. I've heard a few complaints about the CLAMP-pacing, but the randomness of it seems to add to the unsettling layer. The animation is gorgeous, and I think Saya's new character design is pretty cute. I enjoy the strange dichotomy of klutzy, goofy, singing-and-distracted-by-anything-shiny daytime student Saya with the completely badass sword-slinger that nighttime Saya is. Despite the twists in the most recent episodes this has yet to venture into the OH MY GOD WHAT territory of Blood+. (Give it time, CLAMP is involved.)
- Dantalian no Shoka: Oh dear. I don't recall why I had this on my 'watch list', but I am glad I did. This fills the niche Gosick left nicely, and it hits a disturbing number of Catie-specific kinks. Let's list them: Set in Europe in pre-WWII; the main male character is a) ex-military, b) ex-biplane pilot, c) waistcoat-and-shoulder-holster wearing and d) blond. Catie was ruined from the get-go. Doesn't hurt that this is about occult-styled books. Sure, there's the loli-who-is-older-than-she-appears but again, reminds me deeply of Gosick so I am content. (I have decided that Huey is very much a good inspiration for my reverse'verse!Russell, rather like Kujo from Gosick reminded me strongly of Rian.)
- Deadman Wonderland: I finally finished it! Only took an extra month. This show is disturbing, violent and bloody and yet keeps my interest. I hear rumors that there will be a second season - I certainly hope so because I want to know all the answers too.
I still have a decent chunk of series to catch up on; Digimon Xros Wars, which I hear has gotten a second season is up on the plate next. I'm also behind on Fairy Tail, Gintama, and I intended to catch No. 6 and The iDOLM@STER this season to. SO behind, and then I have to get back to my grand ol'marathon in the first place.
The insane and obscene amount of research I've been doing for my bigbang this year is staggering. And it's random things, too, because I've become obsessed with getting random little details right. My other browser window has tabs open about Linus Pauling, Marshall College, pictures of Cambridge University, pictures of changshans, a timeline of important events in the 1930s, and a map of Florence, Italy. All that, and I'm barely 2,000 words into the first chapter. (Out of a projected ten.)
And of course can't forget my stack of books all around the computer either. I seriously need to stop reading about Fulcanelli because a) it's not helping me and b) it's REALLY not helping me. Apparently the man claimed to have studied and become an adept at alchemy in a parallel world to our own. I read that particular bit and went FUCKING SERIOUSLY. In conclusion, I am NOT going to make Fucanelli a pseudonym used by Ed in the 1930s because... because the biography on Fucanelli scares me enough as it is. Curiosity, cat, you know the drill.
I've dicked around online long enough, back to the fic. I hope to get Chapter 1 done today, after all.