"The results are in amigo. What's left to ponder?"
I talk a lot about cosplay…because it’s the one hobby of mine that needs the most planning, and I like to think “out loud”--especially if it leaves a record I can refer back to later. Also, it’s the interest I have in common with most of you--I don’t talk about what I did with Marvel, for the most part, because I can’t imagine it’s of any interest to anyone besides me and Marvel. Finally, thinking about cosplay gives me pleasure--I go to work with no makeup on and in the warmest clothes I can find right now, I enjoy remembering a time when I looked my best and had fun with my friends.
However, I realize this might be giving you a rather one-sided view of me. In order to rectify that, I present :
I adore anime. Marvel and I watch anime every Monday night, and have since…wow…well before we were dating. (Like a year before, maybe.) I could write a thesis about why I like anime more then American TV shows, animated or otherwise, but some of the reasons are 1) they understand the concept of continuity, 2) the characters don’t have magical closets consisting of either only one or an infinite number of outfits, and 3) they don’t seem to have to follow any rules. The good guy CAN fail, the bad guy doesn’t have to have a maniacal laugh, children and puppies don’t miraculously survive fatal explosions. I haven’t seen *that* much anime yet (I’m missing a lot of the classics) but I’m doing my best to rectify that. Together, Marvel and I have seen all of Utena, Excel Saga, and Vision of Escaflowne, and we’re about halfway through Trigun right now. Of course, this isn’t counting what we’ve seen or read separately.
I also love bad movies. LOVE. BAD. MOVIES. But they have to be a certain kind of bad. The website X-Entertainment has proved an invaluable resource towards the finding of new bad movies that are fun to get drunk to. So far, Marvel and I have watched Santa Claus Vs. the Martians, The Corey Haim Video Diary (accompanied by the E! True Hollywood Story about him), and The Worst Witch, and a VHS copy of “For Safety’s Sake” starring Gary Coleman arrived in the mail for us this week and we can’t wait to watch it. :)
Speaking of which, our drink of choice for these horrendous movies is absinthe--not the kind you can buy in America, either. :) We usually get Un Emilie 68 from France, which is not *quite* as strong as the 19th Century stuff (we tried that once, but one bottle is $200 so obviously it’s out of our normal price range) but it’s still made according to the original recipe--wormwood and all. It produces a wonderful euphoria I can’t really describe well here. We’ve never seen a green fairy, but it’s not for lack of trying. ^.~
I think people are at their sexiest when they talk about something that they are passionate about. I know nothing about computer programming, jazz music, hockey, bass guitars, or the Golden Age of comic books, but I LOVE to hear someone talk about them if s/he is really into it.
The only American TV show I watch religiously is 24 on Fox. In it’s first season, it was phenomenal--you really didn’t know what was going to happen next. However, it “jumped the shark” when Terri had to have amnesia for a few hours, just because the writers needed her out of the way for a while (I’m not speculating, I read that in an interview.) Since that first season, it’s lost some of the things that made it magical--it no longer feels continuous or real-time, because all of the action “just happens” to occur when we’re focusing on that specific character, and it’s no longer as daring, the writers pulled their punches quite a few times (Jack didn’t die in a plane carrying a nuclear bomb in one episode, he didn’t shoot a terrorist’s children like he threatened to in another) but it’s still more daring then anything else on T.V. (Jack will definitely never be killed off, but every single other character appears to be up for grabs.)
Reality shows make me barf. But, I won’t go into this so much because a disconcerting amount of my friends seem to be into at least one each. ^.~
I love documentaries about stuff I like. I have two Marx Brothers docus on tape, a Kung Fu docu, the comic book superheroes one from A&E, and Spinal Tap on DVD. ^.~ I'm dying to get the Betty Boop Biography my uncle has on tape for myself.
The Ayashi no Ceres manga is my guilty pleasure. :) That’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to enjoying anything like a soap opera. That, and when I used to be into the WWF. (Back when it was the WWF.) That was really just soap opera for men, seriously.
I used to love the stage. I don’t know how to translate it into my adult life, so it’s kind of been on the back burner right now. I was “Young Belle” in my college’s production of “Little Me”, and I sing my old songs a lot when I’m alone. My voice isn’t what it used to be, but I think it will come back if I start singing more. I used to have a pretty good voice. (And I was a great comedic actress.)
I think everyone should go to college. It doesn't prepare you for the job market, I was an English major and I will probably never use that to my advantage, but almost every job you will want to apply for will want you to have "a degree" no matter what it's in...and the extracuricular activies are what make memories that last a lifetime. A large portion of my personality was determined by the people I met in college.
I read every day. I always have one “re-read” book that I keep on the kitchen table that I read when I eat. These books are always books I have read before, sometimes close to 100 times, no exaggeration. Some of these books are Gone With The Wind, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn, The Good Earth, and Little Women. I’m almost at the end of Rebecca again right now. The funny thing is, I can’t read these books when I’m *not* eating anymore, because my mind has cross-associated them with food and I get hungry! Some books can be read either with food, or just for themselves, such as my beloved Ayn Rand books or Robert A. Heinlein books, or the Harry Potter series. If I’m reading a new book I never read before, I can’t eat while reading it. Odd, huh?
Right now I’m not reading on the train. I’m playing Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, that Wynand bought me for Christmas. I already beat it with Sora, and I think I’m about halfway through it with Riku. It’s a fun game, but not thought-provoking or anything.
I carry a Pikachu virtual pet on my waistband, or wherever I can, every day now, even to work, because I used to carry one in college, and when I joined a sorority they named me "Pikachu" because of that, and because of my love for anime. It's a fun reminder of my Greek sisters, even though I pledged late, and haven't seen any of them since.
I own all of Soap on DVD--the other closest I get to a soap opera, I guess. It’s a comedy that parodies soap operas by coming up with insane scenarios (right now, Burt has been recaptured by space aliens and is trying to convince them to send him back to earth so he can convince his body double to go back in his place, and Corrine’s husband who used to be a priest left her because he didn’t want to sleep with her after their baby turned out to be possessed, for example) but it’s so incredibly well written, and has such great actors in it (a very young Billy Crystal, for example), and they deliver such a great performance that you’re dying of hysterical laughter one minute, and honestly trying to hold back tears the next. I can’t do it justice--you should really see it for yourself some time.
I look down on people who list "hanging out" as a hobby. To me, that's like saying, "I like to have fun." Well, DUH. So does everyone. What you DO to have fun, and what you DO when you hang out, is your hobby.
I’m not really great at cooking--there are only about two things I feel confident making--but I’ll tackle anything baking. My Christmas cookies are plain but everyone loves them, and my peach upside-down cake is something even I’ll go back for seconds in.
Ironically enough, I hate the telephone. But, I don’t mind being a receptionist because the calls are never for me. :)
I love getting packages in the mail. Even if they’re small. It just makes my day so much better.
I’ve been brainwashed to hate the word “nice”. I had a teacher tell me it was a lazy-thinker’s word. “Oh, she’s nice.” That tells me NOTHING. I tend not to use it.
Likewise, that’s one of my few problems with swearing. I don’t mind the word “fuck”, but I hate when people use it because they can’t think of any other way to express themselves. Lately I’ve been having a debate with myself; if I were to suddenly find myself raising children, what would my stance on swearing be? Obviously I don’t find the words themselves offensive, so why shouldn’t my kids swear? Nevertheless, I don’t want them cursing out the second grade teacher (like I did) and getting a letter home about how I’m a terrible parent. Do I teach them not to swear for wretched convention’s sake? Thank God it’s merely a hypothetical situation, and not one I need to resolve anytime soon. :)
I love to tickle people. LOVE TO. And I’m very good at it.
I’m scared to death of moths.
The reason I write this journal, the reason I keep it as open as I do, the reason I write so damn much lately, is because I want to touch people and be touched by people. I have no interest in “remember me when I’m gone” because I’m one of those people who thinks it’s really “Game Over” when we die, so it doesn’t matter at all to me whether I’m remembered when I’m dead. I’m dead; I won’t know if I’m remembered or not. But because this life is all we have, I want it to be as good as possible, and I think that each person is responsible for his or her own happiness, but that he or she can learn from the other people s/he comes into contact with. I’ve learned so much from the people I’ve met, and I continue to do so. And I’ve gained SUCH happiness from my friends, it’s what makes my life worth living. If something I’ve learned makes someone else’s life easier, I’ve done a good deed. If having me as a friend makes someone else’s life worth living, then I have been truly blessed.
However, I realize this might be giving you a rather one-sided view of me. In order to rectify that, I present :
I adore anime. Marvel and I watch anime every Monday night, and have since…wow…well before we were dating. (Like a year before, maybe.) I could write a thesis about why I like anime more then American TV shows, animated or otherwise, but some of the reasons are 1) they understand the concept of continuity, 2) the characters don’t have magical closets consisting of either only one or an infinite number of outfits, and 3) they don’t seem to have to follow any rules. The good guy CAN fail, the bad guy doesn’t have to have a maniacal laugh, children and puppies don’t miraculously survive fatal explosions. I haven’t seen *that* much anime yet (I’m missing a lot of the classics) but I’m doing my best to rectify that. Together, Marvel and I have seen all of Utena, Excel Saga, and Vision of Escaflowne, and we’re about halfway through Trigun right now. Of course, this isn’t counting what we’ve seen or read separately.
I also love bad movies. LOVE. BAD. MOVIES. But they have to be a certain kind of bad. The website X-Entertainment has proved an invaluable resource towards the finding of new bad movies that are fun to get drunk to. So far, Marvel and I have watched Santa Claus Vs. the Martians, The Corey Haim Video Diary (accompanied by the E! True Hollywood Story about him), and The Worst Witch, and a VHS copy of “For Safety’s Sake” starring Gary Coleman arrived in the mail for us this week and we can’t wait to watch it. :)
Speaking of which, our drink of choice for these horrendous movies is absinthe--not the kind you can buy in America, either. :) We usually get Un Emilie 68 from France, which is not *quite* as strong as the 19th Century stuff (we tried that once, but one bottle is $200 so obviously it’s out of our normal price range) but it’s still made according to the original recipe--wormwood and all. It produces a wonderful euphoria I can’t really describe well here. We’ve never seen a green fairy, but it’s not for lack of trying. ^.~
I think people are at their sexiest when they talk about something that they are passionate about. I know nothing about computer programming, jazz music, hockey, bass guitars, or the Golden Age of comic books, but I LOVE to hear someone talk about them if s/he is really into it.
The only American TV show I watch religiously is 24 on Fox. In it’s first season, it was phenomenal--you really didn’t know what was going to happen next. However, it “jumped the shark” when Terri had to have amnesia for a few hours, just because the writers needed her out of the way for a while (I’m not speculating, I read that in an interview.) Since that first season, it’s lost some of the things that made it magical--it no longer feels continuous or real-time, because all of the action “just happens” to occur when we’re focusing on that specific character, and it’s no longer as daring, the writers pulled their punches quite a few times (Jack didn’t die in a plane carrying a nuclear bomb in one episode, he didn’t shoot a terrorist’s children like he threatened to in another) but it’s still more daring then anything else on T.V. (Jack will definitely never be killed off, but every single other character appears to be up for grabs.)
Reality shows make me barf. But, I won’t go into this so much because a disconcerting amount of my friends seem to be into at least one each. ^.~
I love documentaries about stuff I like. I have two Marx Brothers docus on tape, a Kung Fu docu, the comic book superheroes one from A&E, and Spinal Tap on DVD. ^.~ I'm dying to get the Betty Boop Biography my uncle has on tape for myself.
The Ayashi no Ceres manga is my guilty pleasure. :) That’s the closest I’ve ever gotten to enjoying anything like a soap opera. That, and when I used to be into the WWF. (Back when it was the WWF.) That was really just soap opera for men, seriously.
I used to love the stage. I don’t know how to translate it into my adult life, so it’s kind of been on the back burner right now. I was “Young Belle” in my college’s production of “Little Me”, and I sing my old songs a lot when I’m alone. My voice isn’t what it used to be, but I think it will come back if I start singing more. I used to have a pretty good voice. (And I was a great comedic actress.)
I think everyone should go to college. It doesn't prepare you for the job market, I was an English major and I will probably never use that to my advantage, but almost every job you will want to apply for will want you to have "a degree" no matter what it's in...and the extracuricular activies are what make memories that last a lifetime. A large portion of my personality was determined by the people I met in college.
I read every day. I always have one “re-read” book that I keep on the kitchen table that I read when I eat. These books are always books I have read before, sometimes close to 100 times, no exaggeration. Some of these books are Gone With The Wind, A Tree Grows In Brooklyn, The Good Earth, and Little Women. I’m almost at the end of Rebecca again right now. The funny thing is, I can’t read these books when I’m *not* eating anymore, because my mind has cross-associated them with food and I get hungry! Some books can be read either with food, or just for themselves, such as my beloved Ayn Rand books or Robert A. Heinlein books, or the Harry Potter series. If I’m reading a new book I never read before, I can’t eat while reading it. Odd, huh?
Right now I’m not reading on the train. I’m playing Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, that Wynand bought me for Christmas. I already beat it with Sora, and I think I’m about halfway through it with Riku. It’s a fun game, but not thought-provoking or anything.
I carry a Pikachu virtual pet on my waistband, or wherever I can, every day now, even to work, because I used to carry one in college, and when I joined a sorority they named me "Pikachu" because of that, and because of my love for anime. It's a fun reminder of my Greek sisters, even though I pledged late, and haven't seen any of them since.
I own all of Soap on DVD--the other closest I get to a soap opera, I guess. It’s a comedy that parodies soap operas by coming up with insane scenarios (right now, Burt has been recaptured by space aliens and is trying to convince them to send him back to earth so he can convince his body double to go back in his place, and Corrine’s husband who used to be a priest left her because he didn’t want to sleep with her after their baby turned out to be possessed, for example) but it’s so incredibly well written, and has such great actors in it (a very young Billy Crystal, for example), and they deliver such a great performance that you’re dying of hysterical laughter one minute, and honestly trying to hold back tears the next. I can’t do it justice--you should really see it for yourself some time.
I look down on people who list "hanging out" as a hobby. To me, that's like saying, "I like to have fun." Well, DUH. So does everyone. What you DO to have fun, and what you DO when you hang out, is your hobby.
I’m not really great at cooking--there are only about two things I feel confident making--but I’ll tackle anything baking. My Christmas cookies are plain but everyone loves them, and my peach upside-down cake is something even I’ll go back for seconds in.
Ironically enough, I hate the telephone. But, I don’t mind being a receptionist because the calls are never for me. :)
I love getting packages in the mail. Even if they’re small. It just makes my day so much better.
I’ve been brainwashed to hate the word “nice”. I had a teacher tell me it was a lazy-thinker’s word. “Oh, she’s nice.” That tells me NOTHING. I tend not to use it.
Likewise, that’s one of my few problems with swearing. I don’t mind the word “fuck”, but I hate when people use it because they can’t think of any other way to express themselves. Lately I’ve been having a debate with myself; if I were to suddenly find myself raising children, what would my stance on swearing be? Obviously I don’t find the words themselves offensive, so why shouldn’t my kids swear? Nevertheless, I don’t want them cursing out the second grade teacher (like I did) and getting a letter home about how I’m a terrible parent. Do I teach them not to swear for wretched convention’s sake? Thank God it’s merely a hypothetical situation, and not one I need to resolve anytime soon. :)
I love to tickle people. LOVE TO. And I’m very good at it.
I’m scared to death of moths.
The reason I write this journal, the reason I keep it as open as I do, the reason I write so damn much lately, is because I want to touch people and be touched by people. I have no interest in “remember me when I’m gone” because I’m one of those people who thinks it’s really “Game Over” when we die, so it doesn’t matter at all to me whether I’m remembered when I’m dead. I’m dead; I won’t know if I’m remembered or not. But because this life is all we have, I want it to be as good as possible, and I think that each person is responsible for his or her own happiness, but that he or she can learn from the other people s/he comes into contact with. I’ve learned so much from the people I’ve met, and I continue to do so. And I’ve gained SUCH happiness from my friends, it’s what makes my life worth living. If something I’ve learned makes someone else’s life easier, I’ve done a good deed. If having me as a friend makes someone else’s life worth living, then I have been truly blessed.