Ode to Drowning in a Sea of Teen Angst...

Check out the new Harry Potter movie posters!!!

I'm so stoked!!!! My inner 16-year-old girl is in complete hysterics!!!!

You can see all of the posters and some commentary on ew.com.

Smelly Socks, a Mask Fetish and Ein

I can't believe I'm going to make a post about a dude sniffing socks, but I did say I'd try and post something this week and it was either this or just send you and e-mail so... *shugs*

I watched the second disc of Darker than Black. *shakes head* Did they seriously have that body snatching dude carry around his old dirty sock to smell? Really? LOL!!! And then they tried to have all this serious dramatic reasoning behind it! He was smelling a sock. At first I thought he was smelling panties, so I guess a sock was better than that....

I both loved and hated those two episodes. I liked the stinky smoking detective, he cracked me up, and I liked learning more about the cat, but the perfume plot and the fanservicey widow were lame.

I was sad that Havoc got killed after only two episodes. :-( I think it would have been interesting to keep her around and watch her try and fight off her darker instincts after regaining her powers.

The episodes with the police chick and her mafia princess friend were so-so. I didn't like the elf eared body guards voice. It didn't fit him at all.

Hei was definitely hot. I remember the first time I saw him, in some magazine, I think I actually said out loud something like "Hello lover....." and he just keeps getting hotter every time I see him. His voice is perfect too. When he was wearing that one outfit with the cargo pants and the tight long sleeved shirt with the holsters.... *swoon* Don't even get me started on the coat.

Am I a freak for thinking he's just as hot with his mask on?

On a completely random side note, when I went to the pet store yesterday the cashier girl had her dog running around the store (not really running, more like lounging). A corgi name Ein! I was tempted to ask her if she named him from Bebop but in the end decided I really didn't care enough to ask.....

Faye Valentine and I are Kindred Spirits...

I've come to the Tranny Bar this evening to let off a little steam. I just came back from salsa dancing.... And I kid you not. I sat for an hour and 15 minutes, and not one man asked me to dance. Not. One.

When I first started dancing earlier this year, heck, I didn't care about asking guys because I was just excited and ready to try with whoever. But it's been almost six months now, and that's gotten old. Why do dudes not want to dance with me? I paid $10 tonight to sit somewhere for an hour, watch other people have fun, and then leave feeling like the biggest loser ever. I paid $10 to feel like a loser.

Right now, I feel as if this is a metaphor for my life when it comes to men. In any interaction I have with a guy (under the age of 35), I am the one initiating the meeting, and it usually doesn't even end up well, because it's always completely one-sided. Why don't they talk to me? Why do they hate me? I just don't understand. I want to start walking up to guys and just saying, "hey, can I ask you a question? Why do you hate me? Seriously, just tell me, I can take it." They (men under the age of 35) all do.

I feel like Faye in Jupiter Jazz when she was talking to Gren. Remember when she was saying how she wanted REAL lonliness? Being around guys and having expectations for them to possibly, I dunno, ASK ME TO DANCE, or ask for my number, or ask me on a date, yet they never do... It totally sucks. I hate walking around with the expectation, even if its small, for someone to approach me in any capacity. I try to tell myself not to care and not to expect something, but there is this small part of me that always wants to hope. You know, I'm looking forward to my apartment in-between my rice paddy and random mountain in the middle of nowhere in Japan. Because that, at least, will be TRUE GENUINE loneliness and I won't expect an effing thing from anyone. At least then I'll truly have an excuse for being alone and without male companionship.

Disclaimer: This post is kind of melodramatic, and I may feel completely different in a few days when I'm NOT PMS'ing.

Wait, did he just try to cut her with a razor blade!?

What is this, West Side Story!? So I finally got around to reading the July 2009 SB preview, Blackbird. I liked it, but I laughed at stuff I don't think I was supposed to. The flow of the story was just so ABRUPT! In my mind, it's like, "Oh this guy is hot. Looks like he's pulling her aside again. WHOA is that a razor blade!? Did he just SLIT HER THROAT!? Where did this guy come from!?!? WHY DOES HE HAVE WINGS!?!? He's a demon!%#? DID HE JUST LICK HER@^#&*(? IS HE GRABBING HER BOOBS?!?!?!?"

It was just too much for me to wrap my mind around in such a short period of time. This is from the same author who wrote Backstage Prince (which I purchased, read and then returned to the bookstore due to lameness). That story was also very rushed, but I liked her artwork. Her storylines just need slower pacing. I was reading this and my head was practically spinning around. I did like it though (the perv in me is super curious) so I plan on reading more I guess... The lead guy was hot... It's like, hmm, be plagued and potentially violently eaten by random evil spirits, OR sleep with and marry a very sexy, seemingly gentle demon king......... OK, I thought that was going to be an easy choice as I was typing it out, but that demon thing... Kinda hung up on that. I wouldn't wanna be eaten though... Ahh why is this so hard...

Also read Honey and Clover. What a great chapter! Doesn't it seem like Takemoto came back acting like a man?? He just seemed a lot more confident and grounded. He was a total mess before he left; coughing up blood and getting sick all the time; sleeping under his artwork for days; crying all the time; freaking out about finding jobs... I'm glad he's changed. I'm proud of him for telling Hagu he loved her too. It was important for him to just face his feelings for her. Before, he was trying to pretend as if he didn't feel that way, yet harboured mad jealousy toward Morita. I am still waiting for Nomiya to come back. *sigh* I am waiting patiently for the day that Ayu moves on. It pains me.

Hungry and Bored... A Terrible Combination

I'm sitting at my desk at work playing around with this blog thing... bah. I tried uploading my own banner and the like, but it ended up looking REALLY crappy. Look and see how crappy it turned out (to the right here). So I say, for now at least, let's just go with one of the standard templates. Yes, we are far too creative to just give in this way, but at the same time, you are far too busy and I am far too lazy at the moment. It's a difficult situation.

I meant to tell you about the AWESOME new raincoat I bought for the trip! I went to Macy's yesterday and almost all of their raincoats were 50% off! Dude. Add to that, I got another 10% off for using my Macy's card, aaaannnnd I had a $35 gift card. So I ended up paying $40 for a $140 bright red designer coat! Wooooo!! And it totally matches the cute Retro Birdie rain boots I ordered from Target! It was a good day. I was a bit apprehensive though about getting the coat, but the sales lady talked me into it (don't they always??). The coat is a bit sassy, and I don't know how sassy I need to be in the boondocks of Japan. I almost got a less sassy but still cute black one instead. Ah well, I guess no matter what I gotta be me, right?

I know I still owe you a package too. I'm sending it out tomorrow.... I promise. It's on my "to do" list. It just sucks not having any cash to spare. I want to start buying stuff for Japan!!! I need like a case of deoderant and crap like that aaahhhhh.

Anyway, that's all. What a weak first post. *shakes head* I'm not even being funny... I'm too lazy to be funny right now...