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|Wednesday, November 11th, 2009|
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|Friday, March 10th, 2006|
|Friday, December 2nd, 2005|
|Thursday, September 15th, 2005|
Keep in mind that different strokes for different folks. I mainly wanted to put off studying for THAT much longer. Keep in mind that if I won't read it, it's not on the list. These are all manga that I read (or will read). By defenition, that means that I like them. Keep in mind that I may have forgotten a series here or there. I didn't go into great detail about each one, but if you care, I'll be happy to tell you EXACTLY what I think about this manga or that one. Without more dillydallying around, here's the rankings:( Read more...Collapse )
|Thursday, April 1st, 2004|
this is just to let everyone know that my journal is now friends only. If you're not on my friends list, s'probably an oversight on my part, just drop me a line or e-mail me and I'll add ya no problemo. My journal is gradually getting more private, and I don't really want every Random Internet Person to drop by and read my life.
|Wednesday, March 31st, 2004|
Whee, I finally took the selectsmart thingie for B5 characters.
To All Friends: Please Please take this test - I'm so very curious to see people's results. Not urgent or anythings like that tho.My #1 result for the SelectSmart.com selector, Babylon 5 character match, is Jeffrey David Sinclair
Here's the link:
Goddess me. Married. *takes deep breaths* *big grin* this is gonna be great!
|Tuesday, March 30th, 2004|
I haven't a clue how to modify a journal entry, and I'm too busy at the moment to find out, but I just looked up the poem the quiz says I was and it's so beautiful that I feel compelled to share with others:
by Pablo Neruda
I do not love you as if you were salt-rose or topaz,
or the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
I love you as certain things are to be loved,
in secret, between the shadow and the soul.
I love you as the plant that never blooms,
but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.
Thanks to your love a certain fragrance,
risen darkly from the earth, lives darkly in my body.
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride,
so I love you because I know no other way than this:
where "I" does not exist, nor "you,"
So close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
So close that your eyes close and I fall asleep.
|Sunday, March 28th, 2004|
Whee but 'Chelle's life is going well.
I went to Pleasure Island for the first time last nite. I've never, ever BEEN in a place like that - s'wonderful. And I got to go with Crawley and her friend Tom to boot :D Exquisite company + Facinating shows + laughter = a very good time.
I want a house like the Adventurer's Club. I will have a house like the Adventurer's Club. Yes. *looks conspiritally at Crawley* TOAST!!!! So imaginative, so tounge in cheek, so campey-and-cool. And completely random too (TOAST!!!!!!)
After seeing 3 shows at the Adventurer's Club, we trotted over to the Comedy Club. I had also never been to a Comedy Club (LOL BOB THE BRAVE!!!!) and the show was drop-down-roll-on-the-floor-laughing-pas
s-out sort of funny. Like Who's Line Is It Anyway, but LIVE, and happening right in front of us. That place is magic.
Tom asked me a good question - if I had to change careers, what would I be doing. I haven't the faintest clue. That is a question I shall have to explore at more length.
I am blessed so many times over.
Anne: My friend, you have such great strength. Yeah. Don't worry about flying on your own, I have the definate feeling that you are going to soar. *huggs you*
Mo: Endlessly Facinating you are. *huggs you too, and commmences to rub your shoulders* I'll give you a back rub tonite - Anne can tell you, I'm quite good. One of my hidden talents.
I am so very honored to count both of you as my friends.
OOohhh, I'm so LUCKY. *smugley contented look* Can it even GET better than this?
wait, YES! I need tea. LOL - THEN my life will be as close to perfection as any one human life can be.
Bows deeply to Mo and Anne,
Waves at everyone else,
If you shall excuse me, I have a date with an Earl.
|Saturday, March 27th, 2004|
Welp, Yesterday's formal-steak-and-shake was amusing :) I'm slowly but surely learning the lama...well, not quite dance... but you all know of what I speak.
Watched a bit of Princess Bride, was awed at Trailblazinman's skills at pool (WOW dude), and played Magic untill 3:30 or 4 this morn. Plus, I got to soft-RPG with Bernardo and Marina (like the dock - see I remembered!). Got to make a surprised Bear-NARR-do noise when Caroline saw 'Nardo in drag *heehee*. Plus, I got to have some minor reveals of Caroline's past. Marina: Perhaps you shouldn't reveal that to the others, Diablarie is rather frowned upon. *cackle*
Many Thanks to Crawley and SWHNN for listening to me babble. Our little talk has inspired me to action. I'm gonna go to Avalon (probably today or tomorrow, maybe with someone else too? Please?), and see what they have to offer. I'm sick and tired of feeling like a little fish every time some ninny of a spirit tries to get at me/us. Time to get off my rump and do something about that. I've had enough.
I'm gonna call Amarynthfay now, and see what's up for this day. The sun is shining, the sky is bright, I have Crawley poetry/stort stories to read, and more friends than I've ever had in my life. Blessed Be to one and all, I feel GREAT!!! *bounces 'round and gives EVERYBODY a hug, (yes, even random phone guy Chris)* Current Mood: Inspired to Action
|Thursday, March 25th, 2004|
I'm so tired. I dunno why, I got PLENTY of sleep, I just feel like getting lost in my dreams.
Soooo happy with Rollins Vampires. Everyone is playing so very well...I only wish Arwen could enjoy it as much as I do - I guess LARPing isn't for everyone. Got some GOOD suggestions on How To Make The Game Better...I need to streamline a few things; make sure no invisible NPCs are in the room if I haveta go somewhere else so that players can converse in character; and if I do haveta go somewhere else, I lay down rules on what Possibly Should Get Done, or Definately Not Done. Plus, Some Players Desperately Need time in the limelight. Gaa, it's just so many people - I so very badly want to be everywhere at once.
It's interesting. I'm finding that I'm very insecure about my game...and I'm VERY rarely insecure about ANYthing in my life. I'm usually a confidant person, but I find myself wanting to be re-assured that I'm doing a relatively-0K job. Or at least that I'm not doing a horrible job. This is not a feeling that I'm liking. Hrm...
I'm pleased beyond belief that I saw Arwen today :D *big smile* I hadn't seen her in so long, that it was good to catch up. She's not enjoying college as much as she would have liked, so I sympathise greatly with that. We went to an Adult Superstore together :D they had toys in various day-glow colors. It was amazing how much of it I found interesting :P (oooh, cuffs, I could use those. Oooh, this, ooh that, I-wonder-what-THAT-does.....OH-MY, I FIGURED IT OUT *much blushing* sort of stuff)
I still need to write down the game's events. I'm DYING to soft-RPG with people for the Gaslight Game. It sucks that I'm not on campus enough to do that on a regular basis.
ah well, dreams are calling me.......
nite nite people. May your dreams be sweet.
|Wednesday, March 24th, 2004|
Stupid computer. Just when I get an entry typed up, a power outage. *does little scrunchy stupid-computer faces*
Well, to recap: Last nite's game went well. Much giggling over the everything-is-going-as-planned-with-the-i
nvestegater speech. It was quite difficult to keep a straight face. Oh, and the Baali were at Bally. I've always known puns were demonic. Poor Dimitri *evil whispering voice* Stay here and guard the staircase. Kill any who try to come up. *wet popping noises as she punctures his eye* LOL sorry Trailblazinman, I didn't MEAN for my eyepatch to get such widespread usage. Ah well, lesson learned - Needles is a psycopathicmonster who is Really Strong. Also got in some exquisite RPGing with Pippin after the game was "officially" over. Girl, you rocks.
*hint hint for all who play that game* Salvation....Salvation.....what big company uses the word Salvation?
I'm Very Nervous about tonite's game - it'll be the first time that everyone who signed up will be playing together. That along with 2 friends-from-out-of-town, and I've got quite a crowd (NINE!!! I'VE GOT NINE PEOPLE!!! PLEASE, OH GODS OF ROLEPLAY, SMILE UPON THIS POOR GM THIS EVE). PLEEEEAAAAASE be Extraordinarily Patient with me. Stuff is goin down this game.....In the grand Prince of New Orlens tradition, look for a Doooon't Kill Kyooooshiiiii song in this eve's game. That should be a requirement anytime a GM has a do-not-kill rule. You gotta do the Do Not Kill song. LOL
I watched 2 episodes of Witchunter Robin this morning - so far it's good. I'm looking forward to LOTS of character development. Many Thanks to Crawley for lending me the DVD's.
ARWEN IS COMMING OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*gasps before she passes out*
da. Just a tad exited about that.
EEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Current Mood: Spooooooooooooo
|Monday, March 22nd, 2004|
|Monday monday (da-da, da-da-da-da)
Those who were there will know of what I speak. Mother hen with biiiiig fangs I am. I am so protective it's not even funny. I've been looking at binding spells, but I haven't found one that's perfect yet. Methinks I'll ask 'round at avalon. They're smart little witches, maybe they'll know of a good one.
The following is for this particular person. Not really for the others reading this post, but hey, it felt great to write.
All day I've been picturing this person-in-question with a straight jacket, in a padded cell, sipping her meals through a straw for the rest of her freaking life. Ever mind the rule of three, bitch.
May all the wrongs you have done to others come back to you (as the Goddess deems you so richly deserve), and may it come in the form of flood and of burning, of tornado and of burying.
Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers of the West
May they remove your ability to survive change (as the Goddess judges)
Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers of the South
May they remove your passion for life (as the Goddess judges)
Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers of the East
May they remove your thoughts and memory (as the Goddess judges)
Hail to the guardians of the watchtowers of the North
May they remove all support for you and your deeds(as the Goddess judges)
Ever mind the rule of three
Three times what you have given shall return to thee
This lesson well you shall learn
You will only get what you have earned
I BIND YOU FROM DOING HARM, HARM AGAINST OTHERS, AND HARM AGAINST YOURSELF. FOR NOW AND FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE FORTHWITH FROM THIS MOMENT.
So mote it be.
*ahem* yeah. Rachelle gets just a tad Morrighan-esque when people f*&% with her friends.
On another note:
Je vous salue, Marie, pleine de grâces, le Seigneur est avec vous.
The Game was GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's so much FUN to play someone like Caroline. So pious, so penitent, soooooo sappy she's got kumbyaa in her veins. And I got to whip out the true faith :D And with such a story!!! Huzzah to the max.
|Friday, March 19th, 2004|
|Yet Another Day
Welp. Nothin much new - Dad's back (YAY) from the camera class.
I'm planning a costume shop run tomorrow at some point, THAT I'm looking forward to.
I started reading Salem's Story (I finally figured out that I gotta be logged in to view 'em. *waves hands in a gesture which eloquently states: please forgive the idiot*) Wow. Giiirl-Crawley, you can write. I'm addicted now!!! *salivates and does little reachey-arm motions* More!!!
I had a dream about being an Artist at Lady Sally's Place. For some reason it was vital to have henna-ed arms; I felt quite pretty. I was given a room above the stairs, and I was in a class learning the Art from Lady Sally herself when the dream fast forwarded to a party in the Parlor. Someday I hope to be invited to a party like that.
I need to find all the stuff I keep loosing - I don't know where my cuffs went, or the little bouncy-lightey ball, and I don't remember whether I lent out my VtM corebook or not, so that may or may not be in limbo somewhere.
Baahhhh. Just a lukewarm day, wrapped in a blanket of blahhhhness. Comfortable, but vanilla.
|Thursday, March 18th, 2004|
|still dragging my jaw around on the floor
*gestures weakly* The Game....I mean....it was....yeah. Just when I think it can't Possibly Get Any Better, it does. And not by just a little bit mind you, but exponentially. It's....My Players.....the Story....I....it means so MUCH to me and.......such teamwork and collaboration to create something like this..........I.......awwww hell, I can't put it into words, and I'm gonna stop trying now. I'm not often struck speechless, but last nite did it for me.
ROTFL Best OOC moment of the night, me trying to explain to Anne/Janet/Alex/Kelly/Mo nonononono, not Baali *Bzzzzzzzz*, Bally *pumps arms vigorously*.
MUCH THANKS to Mo for letting me crash on her floor for a couple of hours *huggs ya* And thanks for indulging me-as-prince ..... it was aMaZiNg.
I've been writing down what happened for most of the day. (I'm gonna need to buy more ink soon) For those who have time ('cause I know what college is like) please write down what happened from your character's perspectives an e-mail it to me - I NEED to know what was said in the car!!!! Oh but I wish I were incorporeal so that I could be in two places at once. That way I could see what was happening in each group.
Yeah.....thanks doesn't cover it....but Thank You to one and all.
*dragging-jaw-on-floor sounds as 'Chelle walks away to write some more*
|Tuesday, March 16th, 2004|
|I'm Siiiiinging in the Raaaaaain......
Ahhhhh, but I love the rain. Just perfect weather for tea. Ahhhhh but I love tea.
I finally came up with a character for the Gaslight game, AAaaaaand I'm putting balls to bone and penciling in dots :) A hint - I'm borrowing Amarynthfay's rosery.....
I'm exited-dreading-hopeful-fed-up with tonight's game. This is gonna be a maker-or-breaker, 'cause if the game continues to be no fun, there's no point in playing. We could just all hang out and watch fangface movies and suchlike, and I think have much more fun doing so. We'll see. Maybe things will improve drastically.
That thing was outside my window again last nite. I put up BIIIIIG shields (thou shalt NOT get in my room). I also felt something breifly in my room. Kind of a....this sounds crazy....shadowy small person (only about 3 foot or so). Not malevolent (I think and hope) just sorta...curious? I dunno.
Just a whole bunch of conflicting feelings are going through my head, and I don't know how to exactly put them down. I'm exited, wistful, LONELY, holding-my-breath sort of feeling. This thursday nite is the thingie at spiral circle with young persons. Maybe rollins persons will wanna go with me :)
Dad's gone to Tampa for a training course in the fancy camera, so we're down to one car here. An automatic car. An automatic VAN that i've only driven but once. I HATED it the ONE time I drove it. Yeah. Not real big on driving that puppy, so I'm gonna be relying on Freinds With Cars, and if all else fails, Mom Driving Me for the next week.
I read the latest Merry Gentry novel at B&N the other day - nothing but erotica'n'violence thinly veiled by a "plot". Good stuff. Fantasy men in 'Chelle's life is a Good Thing.
|Saturday, March 13th, 2004|
|Wishin I was at Lady Sally's
I just wanted to get into the habit of writing in this darn thing, lest I let it fall away like discarded something-or-others. No profundity or Big Changes in 'Chelle's Life in this one folks.
I'm in the midst of re-reading Callahan's Lady. I wonder if a brothel like that could ever exist in Real Life. It seems like with the proliferation of fundamentally Good People around that it could work (except for that pesky illegal thing). One of 'Chelle's little dreams is to have a teahouse-bookstore-bar made like Callahan's. I'd even call it The Place :D . I just don't like the idea of the accounting, bookeeping, and other niggling little details that would keep such a scheme from being FUN. Eh who knows, maybe I'll marry some accountant someday and make it work ;P
Ever feel like the world is holding its breath? Like you're on the edge of Something, but you don't know when you'll go over? Like fate is getting ready to throw the dice of your life? Yeah. Feel like that now. Been feeling that way for the past 2 weeks or so - s'an odd feeling. But not an unpleasent one I must say. The universe is gonna do something soon. I just hope I don't miss it when it goes by.
I need to Work Magic more. I always feel so much more connected with everything when I do, and I've been lagging lately.
On a similar note (but a decidely more creepy one) I heard Something outside my window last night. And although I didn't see anything, I felt like I was being watched. My kitty was nervous as hell, so I'm sure there was....I dunno....something. I almost felt like Working, but I was frankly scared to. I'm Very Curious to know what it was though.
Also trying to come up with a character for Anne's Gaslight game. I think it'll depend very much what others are doing. And if she needs a particular character for her story. I'm looking forward to playing in a game instead of running one - it'll be an interesting change.
weeeell that's about it. *huggs to one and all, and Good Vibes & Prayers over to Spain (for obvious reasons) and England (for our dear Crawley) and oh heck, for everyone else sad in the world too.*
|Wednesday, March 10th, 2004|
Well, what a nice evening! Pippin and I spent a few hours yesterday eve trying to make foam weaponry (with ok results), and just talking a storm about everything. It's kind of sad-and-neat in a way; Since Arwen left for Sarasota (sniffle) I've been making a Big Effort to Expand 'Chelle's Social Circle, and Get To Know People Better. Just so I'm not left pining away for my would-be sister. As a result, I'm getting to know a lot of people I knew practically nothing of before (Crawley, Trailblazinman, Pippin, SWHNN, Lenora, Amarynthfay and Many Others :D ). So howevermuch I'm missing my dear dear Arwen, it may not be entirely a bad thing as I'm forced (rather emphatically) to connect (or in some cases re-connect) with others :)
We also talked about the Fates of my Players in the VtM game last eve *maniacal giggle* I've got some Great Ideas - Nothing like figuring out a way to cleverly SADISTICALLY and HORRIBLY do Stuff to a death curse (Mayyyyyybe) to really brighten my evening :D I really, really hope that Crawley plays a character similar to Arashii again (someday) in a game I'm *playing* in, instead of running. I'm Loving (LOVING) the intrigue and interplay between all the different personalities in the game. Tam and Dimitri! Lenora and Casey! Casey and New Guy! Arashii and Eva! Arashii, Eva, and Myoko! The Prince and Tam! The Prince and Dimitri! Oooooooh I wanna play!! :P Although I consider myself to be a relatively creative person, this is the first real outlet I've had for it in many moons. Therefore, dear reader, you must pardon me if I wax eloquent about it, and the characters/players thereof.
OOooooooh, AAAAAAnd I turned Pippin on to Anita Blake. boyohboy I can't wait to see how she likes them. Freaking good books; kinda fluffy-with-fangs-and-CUTE-guys sort of vibe. Goddess knows I need some fantasy men in my life ;P and the men/vampires/weres in the Blake novels sure do fit the bill.
Called Arwen yesterday; she's doing alright. She listened to a Very Abbreviated version of My Game, and gave me her approval. Huzzah. She wants to come over during her spring break and play a Minor Character. HUZZAH! My mind is rife with possibilities (starts doing the evil mastermind finger-tapping motion).
On a completely different note, I finished re-reading a great novel by James Alan Gardner. What a great author - his voice is so very unique, and completely embodies the characters he portrays. And THAT, is just plain cool. NOW however, I am on the hunt for a new book to read. I've read the first 10 pages of a half-dozen books, but I haven't settled on my next adventure yet. Maybe I'll revisit Spider Robinson......
|Saturday, March 6th, 2004|
Weell, I just spent the past 2 days at Mega-Con. It's funny, although I went alone, apart from seeing Brad and Jen (HI GUYS!!), it's like I feel a kinship with these people. I never really feel part-of-a-crowd when I'm in a Large Group of People. Especially when they are my age. BUT, the con was different. Somehow, I identify with the assortment of freaks/geeks/weirdos/goths/gamers/ and star trek/star wars/anime/lost in space freaks as a group more than I ever did at any sort of "event".
Plus, I got to meet Bill Mumey (Lenier!) and David Mack (Kabuki!), and I got to see Chekov (the actor from star trek and B5!!), Atreu (from the Neverending Story!), James O'Barr (the Crow!!) and a host of other minor-but-significant stars. AAAAAND, I got dice!! Pretty dice. Shiny dice. GLITTERY dice. Dice-of-many-colors. Huzzah.
In short, it was Neat. If you didn't go this year, go next year. S'a good time.
The bad news of the day (booooo) was mainly that the AFI concert that I've been looking forward to for Months was cancelled. Booooooo. The lead singer has to rest his voice or risk damage to his cords, so, I understand, but STILL. Booooooo. (everybody with me now...1...2...3....BOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!)
Ahh well, whatayagonnado.
Ciao people. *bounces off with her new dice*