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[May. 6th, 2008|12:15 pm] |
( nabari no ou, to ep. 4 )
Also, as a shameful fangirl confession, I am weak to any story that gives me canon powers involving markings- or words-on-skin, because I immediately start working out how to mix it with Yami no Matsuei and turn Hisoka's curse marks into something that lets him Kill People With His Brain. (Really, I have two or three AUs of this type scurrying around already, all of them fusions/borrowings from different series. I can't actually do anything with them, but they're lovely shiny things to have in one's mind.)
( KKM )
Soul Eater: What ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) two_if_by_sea said. Standard shounen thus far, but it's wrapped up in such stylish and amusing trappings that I don't care. No idea if it can sustain the cool for 50+ episodes, though--or if it can keep the fanservice on the not-skeevy side for that long, either.
Monochrome Factor: What woodburner said. I should ashamed of watching this, because it's like the series creators cracked open the skulls of a bunch of teenage BL fangirls, rummaged around until they
found the most typical squee-triggers, and tossed them up onto the screen. As a result it's terrible and embarrassing but highly entertaining in its awfulness.
Tried to watch the next season of Code Geass, but I had to take a break after I misheard Rolo's name as 'Lolo' and started picturing the brothers as those two puffball characters from Adventures of Lolo. The show is ridiculous anyway, but that pushed it over the limit. (Which one would have the pink hairbow?)
Someone pointed out a link to a shop taking pre-orders for a gorgeous Princess Tutu figure. Thank god I have no place to display these kinds of things and am thus spared the temptation to order one. Mostly.
Books: Nothing at the moment, but I realized this morning that Project Gutenberg has quite a few selections from the Elsie Dinsmore series. These books are, um, interesting, in that "I really hope this read more innocently in the nineteenth century than it does now" kind of way. It might be fun to spend the next couple of days rereading a couple of them to see if they can still make me goggle-eyed with horror.
Work is busy. New project is keeping me cheerful, but the rest of life (?) is suffering as a result and I don't seem to have the energy or the inclination to fix the problem. I keep wishing that I could stop updating this journal, lock the whole thing down, and only use it for occasional commenting, but people won't keep dead journals friended. *sigh* |
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