catatonicia joined me for a fattening meal at Uno's (brownie bowl for dessert...I needed the chocolate.), some mopey talking, and then we headed back to my room to watch some stuff. I really needed the cracktastic fun that followed, because really, being depressed just gets bloody annoying sometimes.
We watched the Japanese version of an ep of Yugioh centered on Bakura. *drools* God, I love his Japanese VA. So sexy and psychotic. I love sexy and psychotic, especially with white hair. Much amusement over the insane sadistic nature of the Thief King.
Speaking of which, we then watched the third Inuyasha movie, thus introducing her to her first taste of Inuyasha goodness. Much squeeing over the pretty, pretty fight scenes between the brothers, much giggling over the many unresolved issues the boys have about their father, a little bit of snorting about the blatant sword/phallus imagery all over the place, and a few gleeful shouts whenever Kagome showed 'em both who pwned them all. (In a threesome, Sesshoumaru would rule...until Kagome got fed up and put her feet down. Heh.)
Of course, I wasn't satisfied with plying the poor ill girl with that. Oh no, I had to throw in the cracktastic IY eps where Kagome's school is having a culture festival, and there are revived youkai running about. Escargot purin, anyone? And of course more 'my sword is bigger than yours' action.
And then comes tomorrow. *sigh* I wish the happy lasted longer.