F*CK.YOU.BLACKBEARD. ...Eff you...
Man. Oda. Really. You're tearing me apart. I'm afraid for this week's chapter. Ugh. Ace, then Whitebeard. Then that multiple personality bastard defiles Whitebeard. I'm just gonna go into the corner, cry a stream of huge Ghibli tears and wait for you to clean this mess up Oda. And if you don't, you will find out there is a gaijin looming over your shoulder. A cute, deadly Kokkujin gaijin who's breathing down your neck and chating seven days. That's all. I still love you bb. Now stop killing me.
In other news? I really don't have any. TTuTT
Everything I always want to say just gets forgotten. But seriously, I'm not too depressed by One Piece. I have DRRR! and Hanamaru Kindergarten to watch and other manga to read to keep me calm in-between. And there's playing SMT:Nocturne. Hitoshura, I love you. I'm also trying to get my grubby, greedy fangirl hands on some Lupin DVDs. I got a dandy idea that mirrors my Prof. Layton/Sherlock OCs, so watching Lupin will rekindle memories, sate my fangirl and help me get my idea flowing.
Anyways, love to the world. Peace to society. Happy days for all.
I feel so Katamari or something man... Why does this feel so wrong...
Like the rainbow-pervy damashi roller in game doujinshi....