"Other Things"

Before I make any kind of comment about the weird-assedness of my life in general, allow me to say one thing that makes things that little bit better.

*singing*
I've got a Habs jersey!
I've got a Habs jersey!
I've got a Habs jersey!

It's an away-game jersey (fitting, that, seeing as how "away" I am at the moment), and because I normally do with T-shirts, I got size Large. Potentially a mistake, because they're not measuring sizes in human beings -- they're measuring sizes in hockey players. It hits me just above my knees, which I like. What I don't like are the sleeves. Now, I've always had a "sleeve issue" -- it comes with the "short torso for one's height" territory. But one can usually see my fingers peeking out from the sleeves of any jumper I wear. In this case? No evidence that I even have hands. But it's my Habs jersey and I now feel that my wardrobe is just about complete!

Now. On to life's little weirdnesses.

I went home and went to bed after writing my last entry, and the phone dragged me out of the Dreaming at about half-twelve my time. It was Mamoru. "Holy shit", think I, "he's read the journal". Thing is, he hadn't. Not since the entry previous to the most recent, about how fed up I was. So at least, I suppose, I got to explain to him in person that the love thing just wasn't happening. He took it well, or at least seems to be taking it well, mostly because he figured it'd been building for awhile. Y'know, "she's getting her head on straight and outgrowing who I am now". I think we're still friends. God knows, with guys.

And then there's the other thing. I have had a lot of advice about the other thing. One piece of advice, from a trusted friend, was to just come clean about the other thing for the good of all parties concerned. Another was more observation -- how one of the parties concerned was actually spewing bullshit and there was every likelihood of the outcome being in my favour. Another party came up with little not-so-subtle ways of turning the other thing in my favour. This is because she's a woman and comes up with not-so-subtle ways of tide-turning "other things" like this.

Anyway. Further up-cheering came about just now with conversation with leopard_lady, my longstanding chatmate. ^_^ She posted in her recent journal about how she'd like to live in San Francisco, then pointed me to the comment she got from that. From there we went on to...

Thessalian: Big Gay Norton's Big Gay City?
Leopard_lady: Super, thanks for asking!!!
Thessalian: LOL!
Thessalian: Now *that'd* be a very odd Sandman parody.
Leopard_lady: ow.
Leopard_lady: OW.
Thessalian: LOL!
Leopard_lady: stop that, [Thess].
Thessalian: I just wonder which of the Endless in that case would be Cartman. Probably Despair -- she's got the build.
Leopard_lady: LOL! Kenny would be Death.
Thessalian: No, better.
Leopard_lady: Mr. Hanky would be Morpheus
Thessalian: "Oh my God, they killed Destruction!" "You BASTARDS!"
Leopard_lady: you bastards
Leopard_lady: can we stop this now? my brain hurts...
Thessalian: ^_^ Gotta remember to share that with someone who'd appreciate it.

I think I'll leave it there. Thanks!

Thessaly

Comic Relief

I found a comic book shop! I may be able to get manga! Whee! Or even Strangers in Paradise! But I gotta go before they shut! Later!

Otaku

Which Angelina Are You?

Haaaaaaahahahahaha! Still! Really! Sheesh!

Although, leopard_lady (you all know her as Wendy, by the way) got that too... And of course, I have been in a weird mood the past few days, what with the Mamoru thing and the ... "other thing" and being tired. I mean, anyone who expects me to be completely, totally and utterly with it after about six months of therapy (hi, Mum!) is out of their everloving tree.

Well, it's official. It's getting beyond "proto" in the geekdom stakes. Yeah, I know I got my Daria books off Amazon, but now I'm doing the following:

a) locating comic book shops online.
b) checking maps sites for how to get there from where I am.
c) seeking out anime/manga online for shopping purposes.

And let's not forget wincing at the prices. I mean, shit, does a "Lain" CD have to be so everfucking costly? I only want it for one damn song! I so need a CD-writer on a real computer. Then I could have "Duvet" and "Thanatos (If I Can't Be Yours)" and ... well, all the rest of it. Well, that's if I could get Ryu or someone to send the mp3s my way ... and do you really think they'd say no? *sigh* Anyway, I'm now stuck with either paying silly amounts in the UK, paying potentially silly amounts in the US for a product that might get smashed to hell by shipping, or just waiting. Ugh. UGH!

God help me, I am otaku. So I went out comic book shopping and found about six Eva comics I wanted -- they were two quid each, so I picked them up, figuring they'll come in handy for the project I have in mind (I need to practice my manga style anyway). Nice Japanese guy behind the counter asks, "So you're into Eva, huh?" We get into this long conversation about mecha-anime and how it compares with some of the more intellectual stuff and from there we went to "Lain" and "Cowboy Bebop" and the project and ... loooooooong conversation, put it that way. And since it's one of the cheaper places, I may go back. No "Strangers in Paradise", though. Then again, no "Strangers in Paradise" in the other place I looked either. Fuuuuuuck!

Aaaaaanyway. So I'm pretty well settled in for the night. No real clubbing intentions or anything -- I'm not used to that and anyway, work could get done if Ryu could get his ass back online. Or if the Chimney could. I could work with Wendy, but I'm not sure what she actually wants to do with her evening. Well, actually, I am sure what she actually wants to do with her evening, and it doesn't include writing the project. Which I can understand, given. But it still bums me out a bit. I mean, Ryu's off doing something to do with his dad and no clue when he returns, and the Chimney's notoriously hard to track down.

But I shall survive. I am going to run with my projects, both graphic and auctorial, and probably clean the house this weekend as Mumsy's coming back on Monday and she has this thing about the house being in a state and may just drop in. God, it's hard sometimes. But at least I feel a little better. And more than a bit otaku. But hey, there are worse things.

Thessaly