Built up ranting...
Aug. 24th, 2003 08:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
setraThree hours. That's how much I slept last night. Now I'm going to sleep at about 9:30 if I have anything to say about it.
Yesterday was long. Awake, a bit of relaxation. Then to RiverRock.
Babies. For 6 hours. In that time, Dad (who claims to have no money) playing video games instead of working. When I arrived Aaron was drinking a bottle of milk that was either frozen or spoiled so badly that it was white lumps in semi-translucent fluid. I rocked him to sleep (which took no time at all once dad /shut up/ instead of narrating his playing of Vice City). I couldn't stand to be upstairs. Looking at the floors, or kitchen, or table made me feel sick with rage/disgust. So I kept the babies downstairs and in my room most of the time. I love my room there. It is a sanctuary, in a way that my room here is not for some reason. Perhaps only the color. Or the fact that the floor is 70% covered by a queen-size bed.
Thorin, Nate and Brad showed up and eventually Dad went to his office to "work" (I suspect Neopets, but I'd be glad to be proven wrong). We distracted the babies and Ivana (the new AuPair) helped me feed them some food. I stomached the upstairs long enough for that, before dragging both (Arron woke up) back downstairs.
Anyway, once Carol got back, I let the babes meander upstairs... and I started cleaning. It was my limit breaking. Luckily I didn't beat my father to death. I was really close to chewing him out. As he knelt on the hideously dirty floor complaining because he didn't have quite the right tools to fix the refrigerator. They had had a repair man to the house earlier, and dad had insisted he would do this himself. SO I cleaned. And cleched my teeth and did not speak. I repressed the urge to gag as I cleaned the mess out of the high chairs and the sink. As I rinsed containers and bottles of spoiled milk. As I pulled huge barely-dirty pots from the dishwasher and replaced them with useful dishes.
For all this I got no thank you. No money. And when I get paid it will probably be less than the $10 an hour they claim.
The thing that redeemed the afternoon was that I got dad to pay for Hot Wok. ^_^ I had crack!
Then there was D&D. I was late due to cleaning and wanting to hang out with Thorin, Nate and Brad.
Anaia tried to stop them from killing Koori. It felt wrong. But apparently they anticipated us spending more than 24 hours in the keep (which we came nowhere close to, btw)... so they killed him. She was upset.
Then there was death, and more death. One over-powered scary monster sorta ran into the next. Zienara was scared and felt sick. Anaia spent most of her time feeling disgusted with the group as I remember.
Then there was the battle where Zienara was dead for 20 minutes of real time before Nick decided that Felessan was lawful good and healed her.
Then we met Setra. Who was still Ayame. I almost wish that Nick really had killed Ana and Zia earlier. Then I don't know what I would have done with Setra. Probably either turned on them, or followed Anarin and Golodhros and be killed. We saw Anarin and Golodhros (Daehir and Orlando ^_^). They were themselves, I've misesd them so much. Anyway, the Setra POV will be up withing the week, so I'll let that go. Save to say that she cannot forgive herself for running away. Her last words to any of you were "I'm sorry".
Then there were Demi-litches. And despite all my characters (including Lyra (who I found after all)) having died, I stayed to the end of the battle. It felt like midnight. It was 4 AM. I went home. Leaving the remainder of the party to fight Iuz.
Then there was this morning. After 3 hours of sleep (I didn't get to sleep until 5:20-ish). I was up at 8:30 to go pick up Diana. We went to the wrong place (Roland-Moore Park)... but found Thorin there and then caravaned to the right place (City Park). After the churgh potluck thing, we wandered the 20 yards over to the Marshak's picnic, where we aquired a fangirl and food. Eventually we aquired Corina and Kat too.
After quite a time, we lost Kat again, and Thorin left to go back to Mines. I'll miss him. But we get to have Bishojo Adventures on the 6th! W00t! Still didn't get to see Chris. :(
So we came back to Kimball and Corina played Game of Thrones with Robert (thank god some people can deal with him. More on this later**). Diana watched Utena (27-34). [[Utena Notes below]] And I sewed. Subaru's coat will be undoubtedly the best. The collar on Seishirou's just didn't work. Some day I'll take it apart and fix it. Not now. Maybe later. So much later.
And now, here's a warning of what happens when I watch Utena. Even the 5th time through, this is how much I watch.
Epidode 34 SPOILERS!!!! FOR UTENA!!!
Anshi: "Sorry, my eyes were closed."
And they remain so. Through the play, in everytime she smiles as if keeping herself blind to the world will preserve her innocense.
Dios (The Rose Prince of the Play)
He was the perfect man. Everyones savior. Yet he could never stay with those he brought happiness to. So he fell to the one he could not save. And with her, the one he could never give true happiness to he could remain in a pretense of love. A farce of permanence.
Anshi and Akio
In 34 the power balance shifts. Until now, it has been Akio jealous of Anshi with Utena - forcing them apart. Now it is the other way around. Anshi knows what she is doing. And it is she who steps between /them/ in the picture.
Utena: "Boku wa... tabun, oojii-sama ni naritai..."
Akio (at the same moment I said it, in the same tone of suprise): "Tabun?"
How can she have gone through so much and doubt herself. I know she can't remember.... but... tabun? So much doubt? I never noticed that before. I suppose she really did begin to fall after 33. I always forget.
Dios of the Memory/Dream and Anshi
To keep Dios pure, safe, alive... to save the boy who couldn't save himself or her, Anshi sacrificed herself. Not only that, but she trapped him within himself. Leaving him free, but lost. Given life, but alone. Without even the comfort of the sister who saved him. How could he not grow to hate and lover her in eual measure? The irony is that he would have died if she hadn't acted. He would have died saving the world. Died a hero. Instead he lived as a dark traitor, alone and hated. And she came back to him... time and time again... in desperate hopes to repair the tragic mistake.
PS- By the weekend of NDK I will have Utena 27-33 on DVD. A month after that I will have up to 36. and then it will be the end. I always said I'd buy the series from the end forward. This is the first step.
I had other things to mention and now I don't even remember. It's nearly 10 now. I've been ranting for an hour. Fics, bed, morning, class. In that order.
Bishonen: Platina (Apocripha/0) and Calan
Bishojo: Shard and Setra
Yesterday was long. Awake, a bit of relaxation. Then to RiverRock.
Babies. For 6 hours. In that time, Dad (who claims to have no money) playing video games instead of working. When I arrived Aaron was drinking a bottle of milk that was either frozen or spoiled so badly that it was white lumps in semi-translucent fluid. I rocked him to sleep (which took no time at all once dad /shut up/ instead of narrating his playing of Vice City). I couldn't stand to be upstairs. Looking at the floors, or kitchen, or table made me feel sick with rage/disgust. So I kept the babies downstairs and in my room most of the time. I love my room there. It is a sanctuary, in a way that my room here is not for some reason. Perhaps only the color. Or the fact that the floor is 70% covered by a queen-size bed.
Thorin, Nate and Brad showed up and eventually Dad went to his office to "work" (I suspect Neopets, but I'd be glad to be proven wrong). We distracted the babies and Ivana (the new AuPair) helped me feed them some food. I stomached the upstairs long enough for that, before dragging both (Arron woke up) back downstairs.
Anyway, once Carol got back, I let the babes meander upstairs... and I started cleaning. It was my limit breaking. Luckily I didn't beat my father to death. I was really close to chewing him out. As he knelt on the hideously dirty floor complaining because he didn't have quite the right tools to fix the refrigerator. They had had a repair man to the house earlier, and dad had insisted he would do this himself. SO I cleaned. And cleched my teeth and did not speak. I repressed the urge to gag as I cleaned the mess out of the high chairs and the sink. As I rinsed containers and bottles of spoiled milk. As I pulled huge barely-dirty pots from the dishwasher and replaced them with useful dishes.
For all this I got no thank you. No money. And when I get paid it will probably be less than the $10 an hour they claim.
The thing that redeemed the afternoon was that I got dad to pay for Hot Wok. ^_^ I had crack!
Then there was D&D. I was late due to cleaning and wanting to hang out with Thorin, Nate and Brad.
Anaia tried to stop them from killing Koori. It felt wrong. But apparently they anticipated us spending more than 24 hours in the keep (which we came nowhere close to, btw)... so they killed him. She was upset.
Then there was death, and more death. One over-powered scary monster sorta ran into the next. Zienara was scared and felt sick. Anaia spent most of her time feeling disgusted with the group as I remember.
Then there was the battle where Zienara was dead for 20 minutes of real time before Nick decided that Felessan was lawful good and healed her.
Then we met Setra. Who was still Ayame. I almost wish that Nick really had killed Ana and Zia earlier. Then I don't know what I would have done with Setra. Probably either turned on them, or followed Anarin and Golodhros and be killed. We saw Anarin and Golodhros (Daehir and Orlando ^_^). They were themselves, I've misesd them so much. Anyway, the Setra POV will be up withing the week, so I'll let that go. Save to say that she cannot forgive herself for running away. Her last words to any of you were "I'm sorry".
Then there were Demi-litches. And despite all my characters (including Lyra (who I found after all)) having died, I stayed to the end of the battle. It felt like midnight. It was 4 AM. I went home. Leaving the remainder of the party to fight Iuz.
Then there was this morning. After 3 hours of sleep (I didn't get to sleep until 5:20-ish). I was up at 8:30 to go pick up Diana. We went to the wrong place (Roland-Moore Park)... but found Thorin there and then caravaned to the right place (City Park). After the churgh potluck thing, we wandered the 20 yards over to the Marshak's picnic, where we aquired a fangirl and food. Eventually we aquired Corina and Kat too.
After quite a time, we lost Kat again, and Thorin left to go back to Mines. I'll miss him. But we get to have Bishojo Adventures on the 6th! W00t! Still didn't get to see Chris. :(
So we came back to Kimball and Corina played Game of Thrones with Robert (thank god some people can deal with him. More on this later**). Diana watched Utena (27-34). [[Utena Notes below]] And I sewed. Subaru's coat will be undoubtedly the best. The collar on Seishirou's just didn't work. Some day I'll take it apart and fix it. Not now. Maybe later. So much later.
And now, here's a warning of what happens when I watch Utena. Even the 5th time through, this is how much I watch.
Epidode 34 SPOILERS!!!! FOR UTENA!!!
Anshi: "Sorry, my eyes were closed."
And they remain so. Through the play, in everytime she smiles as if keeping herself blind to the world will preserve her innocense.
Dios (The Rose Prince of the Play)
He was the perfect man. Everyones savior. Yet he could never stay with those he brought happiness to. So he fell to the one he could not save. And with her, the one he could never give true happiness to he could remain in a pretense of love. A farce of permanence.
Anshi and Akio
In 34 the power balance shifts. Until now, it has been Akio jealous of Anshi with Utena - forcing them apart. Now it is the other way around. Anshi knows what she is doing. And it is she who steps between /them/ in the picture.
Utena: "Boku wa... tabun, oojii-sama ni naritai..."
Akio (at the same moment I said it, in the same tone of suprise): "Tabun?"
How can she have gone through so much and doubt herself. I know she can't remember.... but... tabun? So much doubt? I never noticed that before. I suppose she really did begin to fall after 33. I always forget.
Dios of the Memory/Dream and Anshi
To keep Dios pure, safe, alive... to save the boy who couldn't save himself or her, Anshi sacrificed herself. Not only that, but she trapped him within himself. Leaving him free, but lost. Given life, but alone. Without even the comfort of the sister who saved him. How could he not grow to hate and lover her in eual measure? The irony is that he would have died if she hadn't acted. He would have died saving the world. Died a hero. Instead he lived as a dark traitor, alone and hated. And she came back to him... time and time again... in desperate hopes to repair the tragic mistake.
PS- By the weekend of NDK I will have Utena 27-33 on DVD. A month after that I will have up to 36. and then it will be the end. I always said I'd buy the series from the end forward. This is the first step.
I had other things to mention and now I don't even remember. It's nearly 10 now. I've been ranting for an hour. Fics, bed, morning, class. In that order.
Bishonen: Platina (Apocripha/0) and Calan
Bishojo: Shard and Setra
