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Tuesday, December 31, 2002


Happy New Year if I don't see y'all tomorrow.

So it turned out later yesterday, the parts came in and we got stuff fixed, but we're not going. Frankly, I'm glad, because it'd be rushed at this rate. Instead, we'll be watching movies and enjoying ourselves at home.

So, I've seen Minority Report and Death to Smoochy. They both rock, though the former does for good writing and point-making and general coolness, while the latter assures me that there are others like me in the world that feel the same way about it. Ed Norton's pretty damn funny, I'll say that much. Tomorrow, I'll be watching The Royal Tenenbaums and laughing my ass off.
--Mizuno kicked Sarai in the head at 10:52 p.m.

Monday, December 30, 2002


The swing of the axe came down today; we're not going to Toronto during this vacation. Because the parts haven't come in, despite the fact that it shouldn't have taken that long.

Yes, I'm disappointed, mainly because after a week of sitting at home doing nothing without the benefit of being home alone, there looks like more of that coming, though I've been reassured with outings to the mall, getting to see "The Two Towers" and renting movies.

Funny thing is is that we seem to have actually rescheduled the trip now; which is a more solid thing than actually saying, "oh, too bad" and just leaving it at that, which is what my parents have done in the past, but I was really looking forward to this trip, and I didn't expect Mom to tell me that she'd find a way to make it up. We'll be leaving for a few days on Spring Break, so that's around the February/March area. Or, at least I hope we will.

It'll probably suit better; first of all, I'll need the break after midterms and not have to worry about work, and then the car should definitely be fixed by then...weather, hopefully, will be better somewhat, and then it'll definitely be time to get the highlights retouched/redone. Six months would have gone by by then and then it'd be more necessary.

I really just wish that Mom didn't react so violently when I was disappointed. I mean, duh, I was looking forward to it, and it wasn't her fault...and it's NICE that she wants to make it up to me, but I don't want her feeling guilty over it. I mean, that's a huge change from the "life sucks, take it or leave it" attitude that she seemed to have when I was growing up. That's a good thing at least.
--Mizuno kicked Sarai in the head at 01:45 p.m.

Sunday, December 29, 2002


::yawns::

Mom's taking the bulgogi meeeeeeat...for a hot pot...::sobs:: Sacrilege...but there's more in the freezer, so that's okay.

As the first week winds down, looks like nothing much has really happened...the otouto has been as annoying as ever, what with trying to jump off chairs and land as close to the coffee table as possible (which is odd, because the first time a friend accidentally dropped him at three months and he landed headfirst ON the coffee table he didn't like it). Other than that, I've read all the novels except for House of Leaves and I might tackle that today, since I'll have the house to myself. Yayers.

As for the art trade, the bust shot is not going too well. I don't know about doing a pose, because for right now, I'm tapped out for that character. I feel so awful...^_^;; I need to do redesigns for the ones I revived...hopefully, it'll be more than gawking at the Monthly Anime Gaijin stuff every night...it should hopefully start lending some inspiration.

Toronto may be pushed further 'cause of a few things; the cat needed to be watched, the Toyota people being assmonkeys and NOT ORDERING PARTS until after Christmas, and the fact that it might be a little rushed. I'm guessing at this point, it may not really matter anymore, but I would like to have some fun afore the new term starts...ah, well.
--Mizuno kicked Sarai in the head at 05:21 p.m.

Thursday, December 26, 2002


One thing I learned today: don't pick at dry skin on your face. Now I've got two red, sore blotches that'll probably take forever to fade. -_-;; Go me. Whoo.

It's beginning to get a little boring here...after Christmas (which I spent watching South Park), I'm kinda wishing we'll go out and do something soon. I've read every book except for House of Leaves, and so far it's too damned cold in this house, so I'm having to wear more layers and socks to bed to keep warm. The art trade, I need to concentrate more on...though there seems to be little inspiration right now. What at first turned out to be a simple bust shot of a character kinda failed. I wanted to have her wiping her brow (because that's what she'd do, most likely), but it didn't look right. I'll probably have her as a bust shot and do it from there.

Toronto is around the corner, though, so that's no problem. I can't wait to go and have some fun. We'll be back in time for me to get the books I need for the classes next term. After that, things should fall into place. I need that time to regroup. Phoo.

Man...I have no idea what's come over me since I got home though. I've been getting hungry for some odd reason. Really hungry. And for the past two days, we've been out of milk and other things to eat...Mom's been playing Sushi experimenter. Not that it's a bad thing, but two days of sushi in a row (I'm not talking about the raw fish kind, I'm talking about hand rolls) is not very filling.

I did catch up a little on what was going on with CLAMP's X manga series. Only one thing to say: boys, swords are not GUNS. Don't go tryin' to use 'em like that. I swear, the way Kamui and Fuuma are pointin' those things...it's almost like they expect bursts of psychic energy to come from them.
--Mizuno kicked Sarai in the head at 10:13 p.m.

Wednesday, December 25, 2002


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Merry Christmas, y'all. 'Tis a fine one you should be having.
--Mizuno kicked Sarai in the head at 01:20 p.m.

Sunday, December 22, 2002


Been a while since I updated. Yeah, I know. Suck it up, y'all.

To summarize briefly what has happened to me over the last three months; THAT WAS NOT FUNNY, AND IF IT HAPPENS AGAIN THERE WILL BE BITCHES TO BE SMACKED UP. POWERS THAT BE, YOU FUCKIN' OWE ME MORE THAN ONE HERE.

You will now see why this era of my life is now titled, "The Shit Term".

The good thing is that things have gotten better; now that I'm done with finals, I've got two weeks where I've got relatively little to worry about. So, I've about four to six novels to read (and Mom got me two! SQUEE!), an art trade to work on, potlucks, and a trip to Toronto that I'm eagerly planning along with the parents.

The potlucks aren't really so bad anymore...I was pleasantly surprised last night when I attended one because the way everyone was, I didn't feel like hiding in a corner anymore like I normally did. The food was delicious--there were these curried buns that I pigged out on, with turkey and rice--and I was able to make polite, yet satisfactory conversation with the kids my age there. At least this time, I wasn't laughed at for my major not being anything in Engineering. Not like last year.

I'm really excited about Toronto. First off, quality Chinese restaurant food, and we're getting recc's from everyone we know about where to head to. Second, there's this great Japanese restaurant I heard about from onee-san that I want to check out. Third, there's Lush (only available in San Francisco if you're in the U.S.) and Asian hairstylists where I can get my highlights redone. I'm changing the color this time to a deep wine red. We'll probably be leaving after Christmas, because that's when we checked out the weather and that's when it won't be snowing.

Yup, yup. I'm all psyched.
--Mizuno kicked Sarai in the head at 08:53 p.m.

Wednesday, September 11, 2002


I just want to say that I don't think I'll be commemmorating 9/11, simply a) out of lack of ability to due to my schedule and b) there are enough out there who can do it better than I would ever be able to.

In the case that I do have time, I'd just like to spend some part of it with my friends, seeing that my family would be a little tricky to handle. I'll most likely give them a call tonight, though.

Anyhow, even though I'm not Catholic: Kyrie eleison.
--Mizuno kicked Sarai in the head at 11:54 a.m.