Yet another fangirl raving. Pity the world for having yet another one of those.

 
Cause I need to practice hirgana. Kanji, we don't need no steenking kanji!

Tereyumamani
Kigatsukuto Sonbaniiru

1. Taretete mo hakuru
Picture-- Floppy panda lying comfy in a bed in some woman's appartment! (How do I know she's a woman? Because i see her later in the bloody book.) There are birds and lots and lots of tarepanda gribley lying about.
2. Tareteru ni mouo
Scene -- Ditto. Expect for the birds and it's later in the day.
3. (month? day?) ga na (month? day?) tayurudake.
Scene -- It's now night.
4. Hitomo urayafu taregurashi
Scene -- Close up of our hero, the Floppy Panda!
5. Sonna aru (month? day?)
Scene -- Shots of the woman (told you) getting ready to leave for the day. (Must be morning again) What's this? Our hero has started flopping out of the apartment. (Actually, it's more like rolling....)
Scene -- Panda rolls onto balcony and doooown the stairs.
6. Sanpo. (walk?)
Scene -- Streetlife from a panda's eyes. He almost gets run over by a bike, stepped on by someone, yapped at by a dog and lastly run over.
7. Tokai (city?)
Scene -- Traffic intersection. Our Hero is almost a street pizza...
8. Shinsetsu (New theory? Newly organized? New snow? Kindness!)
Scene -- Salaryman saves Panda! (Cue heroic music!) Leaves him on a bench.
Scene -- Where he promptly gets hit by a soccer ball and knocked off the bench.
Scene -- Flops into a flowerbed and gets put in a painting. Flops into a box of kittens.
Scene -- Flops into a very crowded subway station.
9. Toode (going afar?)
Scene -- Flops into a subway car, and there's his person with more tarepanda stuff. (Talk about your obsessions...)

posted by Mer W at 3:21 PM

 
Let me in! Let me in! Let me in! Argggggghhhh. Stupid AOL remote access system. It won't let me have my e-mail. I can live without the list mail stuff, but I want to answer my personal msgs!

Withdrawal! *ack*cough*gasp*choke*THUD*

posted by Mer W at 9:33 AM

 
Fuck. Why do I always get the pyschos?

"And I am made death. Destroyer of worlds." Or some words along those lines. Truthfully, I just want to destroy one world. More specifically, the humans upon one desert world. No one would miss then. No one would look for them.

We could be alone. No one demanding water. No one crying out for the crops to grow. The voices would stop howling at my little Sisters, and we could just be. No longer servants. No longer slaves. The only needs to fulfill would be our own.

It would be so easy. A few explosions here. A few cataclysms there. I can make it happen.

Once I take care of Vash I will make it happen.
posted by Mer W at 12:12 PM

 
For the record, whatever the cast, crew, producers and writers of Farscape are on, I don't want any!

In one fell swoop, Karen feed me the last 4 episodes of Farscape, and it was one fucked up trip. The show moved from whimpering sadness (w/a Mad Max setting), to Looney Tunes, back to sadness (only w/a Bladerunner setting this time) and then onto Rigel getting some. *shudders* Actually, that's only fair if you think about it. All of the other main characters has gotten some, so it was Rigel's turn. 150 cycles without sex. Can you imagine? Erm. Anyway. The Looney Tunes metaphor went on a trifle too long, but it had some good moments. (Aeryn as Jessica Rabbit! *snerk*)

The BladeRunner show had some interesting riffs on the nature of death, memory and choice. I loved some of the visuals in that ep. Esp the ones on the window. Aeryn casually tossing her empties over the edge is one of my favorites. As well as anytime Aeryn stood on the ledge...

The rest well, Rygel needs to work on his tech. Furlow is a weasel of the finest kind.Crais is never going to get Aeryn, and I am starting to feel really sorry for him. Then again, I always felt a little sorry for Crais.

posted by Mer W at 9:52 AM

 
Whoops. Snipped off the first part of that last joke. My bad.

A rabbit is trapped in the woods by the police...

posted by Mer W at 4:37 PM

 
More random jokes.

The FBI surrounds the forest, burns it down, kills everything that tries
to get out, and when asked about this says: "The rabbit had it coming".

The LAPD goes into the woods, and an hour later comes out dragging a bruised,
toothless, bleeding bear by the feet. The bear is shouting hysterically:
"All right! I'm a rabbit, I'm a rabbit!"

The SFPD refuses to call it a rabbit, reclassifies it as a "rodent chosing
to live a hopping lifestyle", and then hires it to promote diversity on
the force.
posted by Mer W at 2:05 PM

 
Mouse problems
I was working for a local computer company who had a lot of technical pride
for its expertise in the computer field. However, when a call came into
my extension, claiming that the file server had crashed, I was a bit surprised.
So, I rushed over to investigate. Sure enough, the monitor was blacked
out and the power light was off. I determined that the chassis would have
to be opened to make the repair. After opening the system, I quickly discovered
that the failure was due to a mouse problem.

Unfortunately, it happened to be November and a small field mouse had
entered the back of the system seeking a home. And, much to its dismay,
it came to an untimely death when it decided to relieve itself while standing
on the motherboard. Plus, in the short of things, the mouse took out the
power supply and a SCSI controller with its last breath."

posted by Mer W at 2:02 PM

 
Trigun tidbit that I have been kicking around for ages. Three guesses who's speaking? And this is all Aithine's fault.

Blood of my blood. Flesh of my flesh, but not really mine. His flesh grafted onto me. His blood joining my blood to flow through veins. All because my Master wished it so, and then made it so.

I remember the cut and the instant of the chop. I remember blue eyes watching. An moment of silence and shock before the nerves screamed out for my arm. Before I screamed. It was blood running and pain unending and blue eyes watching.

There was awakening with an alien other grafted onto me. Not a part of me, but a part of my Master's mirror. It's wounds never heal right. A scrape on my arm scabs quickly, then scars. The scar eventually turns silver and then fades into me.

A scrape on his arm never really scabs. Never really scars. Injuries to him are always red and raw. His arm still taxed beyond the limits of healing, even after years. I won't live long enough to give it the rest it needs. Nothing human could live that long.

Ugh. My mind is just plain sick.

Somewhere there are other pieces to this. That aren't the pieces of simmering rage that this is. Images of eating. Of licking cinnamon and sugar off Vash's hand.
posted by Mer W at 2:30 PM

 
So, Mark as been loaning me the Robotech disks as he's gotten them. I remember loving this show when I was was about 9? 10? It was amazing. A new show didn't mean 'reset.' The story continued and grew and changed. People died. Cities that were destroyed weren't magically fine by the next show.

Now that I'm watching it again, I have to admit it was better then. The animation hasn't stood the test of time. Neither has the voice acting.(*shudders*) That's bad. That's really bad. The poor animation can be forgiven. It's an old show, but not the bad voice acting. And, I really don't like Minmei. She's a whiny little creature, and immature, and silly. Maybe a better actor could have pulled off the dialogue she was given, but this one just can't.

I'm glad that I'm getting a chance to relive part of my childhood, but I have become much less easier to please as I have grown.

posted by Mer W at 8:56 PM

 
"I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay.
I work all night and a sleep all day!!"

Actually, I'm not a lumberjack, and if I was okay, I wouldn't be typing those lyrics into this blog. I worry about myself sometimes. Really, I do. *sighs* I knew this would happen if I got a blog. Random bits of strangess come bubbling out, and I'd feel the urge to type them up, just so I'd have something...

Hope I get it out of my system soon.
posted by Mer W at 1:42 PM

 
Well, isn't this a boring looking blog.

Someday! Someday! As god is my witness, I shall have a nifty looking one!

Eh, who am I kidding? I'm too damn lazy for that.
posted by Mer W at 10:56 AM

 
Test?
posted by Mer W at 10:53 AM

 
test?
posted by Mer W at 10:52 AM

 
Teeeeeeeeeest.
posted by Mer W at 10:09 PM

 
Yet again.
posted by Mer W at 10:09 PM

 
Try again.
posted by Mer W at 10:06 PM

 
Testing?
posted by Mer W at 10:05 PM