Oh, Boy…

Well, I made it through the night– and now I’ll have to make it through the day, too. Vlad is coming over, and it is going to be hard to stay awake. However, it is a necessary thing, because it will put me on a good schedule again… I have to go to my dad’s house tomorrow morning to get my oil changed. I’ve been running the car pretty hard, even knowing that it needed an oil change.

I believe I am insane when it comes to my cars. I name them. Just like my knives, I just have to name them. I have dual daggers named Kono and Hana (anyone who knows Japanese will tell you that they respectively mean “that” and “flower”, however, together, “konohana” is the name of an important figure in Shinto belief, if I am not mistaken. Others might recognize it as the woodsprite from Okami). My pocket-knife’s name is Shiko (as in Death-child). And I have an ornamental katana named Kekkon (which could either translate to bloodstain or marriage. The scabbard and hilt have red speckles on them, like blood, hence the name. But the potential double meaning of the word prompted me to write a story when I got it well over a year ago).

As for cars, my first one I named Senri, which basically means “one thousand units of travel” which was ironic, because I only had him for a week before he was rendered undrivable by means out of my control. No, I didn’t wreck him. He wrecked himself. He was not much younger than me. Next was Kyou, which at the time I mistakenly thought meant “strength” but learned that it meant “today”. Woops. After I crashed Kyou, I eventually ended up with my current car. I waffled back and forth over what to name her, and eventually decided on “Ashita” which means “tomorrow”. See what I did there?

But yes. This had absolutely no relevance whatsoever to anything. It is just an amusing story about how I name just about everything that I love. (In fact, my guitar was named after a character I never got to add into a story. Zucotzo. It doesn’t mean anything. I just liked how it sounded, but never got to use it because I scrapped his story. I also have a hand-blown glass dagger that’s handle is a purple dragon with gilded horns. I named him Spyro, of course!) This post is mainly to keep me awake until Vlad gets here. What we will do today, I don’t know. Probably game, watch funny videos, and go out to eat… so I should be kept awake fairly easy, as long as I’m entertained. Wish me luck!


How to Make Cleaning Extremely Fun

The soundtrack to Castlevania: Lament of Innocence is an amazing one. This might not be the first time I’ve said this.

My point being is that anything you do while listening to that soundtrack will automatically make everything seem amaaaazing. Even cleaning. It will feel like it is a chore to define the world itself. With this swiffer, I decide the fate of the world! That kind of thing.

For those of you who don’t game, or never did get that game in particular (PS2), like or comment, and I will make it the first game I do a walk-through of on the Internetz. Although the voice-acting is deplorable, and the movements during cutscenes a tad awkward at times, the game itself is amazing. The soundtrack in particular is what makes the game so amazing, in my opinion.

Anyway, I need to go before I stay up too late. I must work in the morning, so it matters… So good night, all, and I will post again in roughly 17 hours.

That Was Fun

I have started up a story on deviantART (yes, another one). It’s another one I started in school (and abandoned for some reason). I have reworked the entire plot, the entire characterization, the entire THING, and made it into something slightly better. No more high-school topic. Which is good. I for one am tired of school-drama type things.

Anyone who would like to read it, I have two parts out, plus a picture of the main character (which, at first, I was afraid to show because I didn’t really like the way the shading turned out). Here are links:

(the picture)

(Introduction. It will make a bit more sense if you read this, but it’s not entirely necessary, I suppose)

(chapter one. I’m in the process of writing chapter two now.)

Must Sleep

I don’t understand this, but lately I have been getting more sleep than ever, and eating more than ever. Perhaps it is the promise of large meals that is keeping my stomach noisy, but in any case, it is becoming annoying… Anyway, I’m going to go to sleep, and when I wake up, I will have to do a laundry list of things… Tomorrow will be my actual Thanksgiving day, and then I will most likely have a second one on Saturday. In other words, by time Monday rolls around, I will have consumed enough turkey to last until next year. Best thing about Thanksgiving: leftovers.

Ohh, My Head…. And Heart

Sorry, I know I’ve been gone a while, but I have a perfectly reasonable explanation.

I fell in love with a story! I read probably 2 gigantic novels’ worth of pages online in just three days– unless you count the two nights I stayed up. I ran out of chapters– SOMEONE PLEASE TRANSLATE THE NEXT ISSUE!!!!!!!

Now, if you would like to experience the story, I would like to tell you about it a bit. It is a manga (a Japanese comic book, “basically”) and it is about revenge! (and later, love!) I was in high school and a friend brought the issues from home, and I read them much in the way I devour a chocolate lava cake (which is to say gruesomely fast and happily). However, she ran out of issues, and I ran out of interest– since I had no possible way to get ahold of the manga itself, and at the time I had no internet connection, so I couldn’t read it online.

So a few days ago, I happened to think: “I should look it up, and see if it’s on here.” when I was browsing through http://www.mangareader.net. I found it, and thought, I should read up the first pages, since I can’t really remember much about it…

And that’s where I lost my mind.

I will explain something: I don’t watch movies, don’t get absorbed in tv shows, and I don’t read much anymore. Why? Because I become one with the character. I read it so deeply that I dream about it, and the moods of the characters intertwine with mine. In fact, last night when I was at work, I started having heart pain. There was no reason for that- really. I haven’t felt that kind of pain since I fell in love with Vlad (my fiance). I am literally feeling what the main character of the story feels. It’s unbelievably scary!

But, to make it worse, I’m utterly doomed as of today! I reached the end of the series so far– Until someone translates the next entry. And where it left off……… I am going to die.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! (click here for awesomeness)

But, no matter how long it takes, I am going to wait patiently (yea right) for the next issue. Because I don’t know where to find the Japanese pages and translate them myself. Plus, my computer hates me enough that it won’t even let me access that link I inserted above. If it doesn’t work, please tell me so I can fix it.