I need some kind of anti-leeching script for Yami o SUkasu... That thingie for checking the last 300 site visitors is really handy, because it lets me find out the fuckers who are hotlinking my images >:E. Stop leeching our bandwidth, goddamnit! Freaking people already steal my images as it is. ARgg! The internet is annoying sometimes >_>. It's like, dude... do not hotlink a 300k image for your neopets background. I would have thought It was common internet ettiquite. If you claim to be my affiliate, please do not steal some of my images for your gallery and try to hide it by removing the URL tags. The fact that the image matches up pixel for pixel on overlay in photoshop makes it rather obvious, really. That's why I have a freakin' "Please do not steal my scans" page before my gallery in 5 different languages, so maybe people will read it and not piss me off.

Is it so much to ask that people not be stupid on the internet? D:

~Kimi

Omg, Kotobukiya is making scaled Inuyasha models o_O. If they make one of Sesshomaru or Miroku I am so getting it. They only have Inuyasha and Kagome so far. They're not too expensive though, which is good. Less than the Portrait of Pirates series. I think I'll have to wait for my Ace figure though... looks like the release got pushed back. Well, a little babel-fishing never hurt: "It is scheduled to be released one after another as an Inu-Yasha series in the future". I await the release of Fluffy! May he grace my desktop in all his feather-boa-ness~! XD It appears my wallet shall become further enlightened in the future... not for a while now though, at least.

Cockatoo Island was uber awesome. I pranced around with my camera and such on Saturday and Sunday. The highlight, strangely enough, was probably Darren Hanlon. While I'm not sure if his songs would stand up to continuous listening, their quirky charm endeared his set to being so goddamn cute and happy and full of random lovingness. All these people started dancing near the stage when he sung "Punk's not dead", and then he joined up with them and got glomped :o (He's kinda short, really...). Sitting down on the grass while listening to his happy songs, with the harbour in the background, just made for a really cool ending to Saturday. Some others sets which stick in my mind were Gomez, The Beautiful Girls, The Devoted Few, and the last ten minutes of a groovy folk group called DNA, who were so awesomely awesome that they got a standing ovation in the Market pavilion. Was very happy that Eskimo Joe played "Wake up" as the last song of their set. It's one of the first songs I really got stuck on when I first heard them around 2 years ago (Courtesy of Mat's freebie collection...). And they played teh slower songs! Yes~! I love some of the more slower, less gig-ish songs on albums, so it gets me miffed when people don't play them.

Hmm... entry not so totally random after all. Oh yeah... I got the spiffiest, most beautiful umbrella while I was there. It's a red parasol, made of bamboo and waxed cotton with wonderful weaving around the mechanism. I saw them at a stall and couldn't resist~ XE

~Kimi

I had to walk home in the rain the other day, and by the time I got home my pants were plastered to my ass.

Also, I opened my bag to discover my spiffy new Harlem Beat manga got wet *cries*. It's drying in front of the air conditioning now, but I think it's still going to end up warped.

~Kimi

Isn't he cute? ^^

Hmm... ok, back to study X_x

kam

I hope he didn't pout too much at me having kept you for longer than expected. I have, however, come to the conclusion that Harlem Beat is too cute for words, despite its complete whackiness.

Now it's time for Kimi to rant on about life's lessons~! Well, sort of. I feel compelled to make the following statement; being tipsy is kind of cool, but not remembering stuff is uncool. At least, insofar as what you remember is somewhat lamentable in its wtf nature. Alanna recounted to me some of my tale of later Friday wtf-ness, some of which I remember vaguely and others not. I find the latter somewhat disturbing, because it's a bizarre concept to have done something and not remember anything of it. I like experiencing life, not having it pass me by in vague blips. It's not like forgetting you brushed your teeth in the morning either. It was only randomness interspersed with mild "I did that?" moments, bit still.. I have enough common sense to know that it could have resulted in a dozen far worse things than random rants, wandering home and being too tired to find a pair of PJ pants (Yes! Kimi will admit to having slept in a top and underwear one night! Omfgz) . Everyone needs to get drunk at some stage, but I'd rather say "Wow, I could have done something fucking stupid. I should be more moderate next time" than "Wow, I did something fucking stupid last night. I should be more moderate next time."

Besides, it's cooler when you actually remember having a good time :P

~Kimi

Kimi, can we meet for lunch tomorrow? You have a free on Wednesday and my practical doesn't start till next week. That means I've got this great big empty block in the middle of the day and I really want to talk to you.
Get on MSN before I go to sleep. If you're too late, I've messaged your spanky new mobile.

It's probably this song that I'm listening to, but I can so feel the love *giggles* Euphoria indeed. ^^

Kam

Whoo, some fucktard hacked our Angst-boi guestbook... I find this amusing. There's like, 152 entries in it and I think 9/10 are spam. Haha *snerk*. I think some n00b from Gaia insulted me there as well. Again. I miss my days of snarky crits in the writers forum...

Hey, have you started Uni yet? I know most people are starting tomorrow... Good luck with feeling like a newbie all over again~ It's like year 7, but not. I have fears of dying from passive smoke inhallation at my Uni. What's with art students and smoking? Maybe i'll use this as an excuse to blog about Uni, because I think it's cool. But wierd, because it's different. I need to take the fracking buss more often though, because 1 1/2 hours of travel makes the time I spend at Uni actually doing things rather superfluous. I almost spend more time travelling than I do in class. So far I'm diggin' my course though, although I have this impending sense of work-ness looming over me after doing bugger all for three months. I think I'd like this more than the one at UTS because it feels more rounded; less clinical and precise. Our mini-lecture on Vivian Westwood was interesting, because it highlighted that design isn't just about visuals and imagery and houw they work together; it's about the history of image and the evolution of visual communication and aesthetics. How times and their accompanyiing symbolism and imagery have changed. And because i like history and the way it's evolved everything around us, I find that really cool.

Plus, doing stuff with computers rocks... even though the darn pen-tool confuses the shinaz out of me. I always disliked that tool, because it's freaky and mathimatical, but I suppose I'll get the hang of it. We're using illustrator right now, which makes me wish I'd gotten it off Simone when I had the chance. But at the time I thought, "wtf do I need a vector program for?". I'm going to be slack when we have our photoshop tut. Since I've been using it for like... 5 years. Although I suppose I don't use it very much to create things from scratch. I want to get into ceramics. We're dong drawing exercises right now, although our brief's are vague as hell. Two different classes had two different interpretations of the same brief; they were told to do observatory, perspective drawings, while we were told to do it as the 'feeling' of a site, from the perspectives of all our senses. The latter is no doubt more useful to a designer than the former, but It's like... how do you draw the 'sound' of a place? *scratches head*. I'll figure something out. The other one, we have to draw people without looking at our page or taking our pencil off the paper. Which is cool and not, because you're all "Hurhur, your eye is on your nose...". But It's always a little awkward staring directly at someone while drawing them. I need my victims to stay still~ *hiss*. I don't mind the assessments, but there's this impending sense of doom associated with their deadlines that I'm not use to. You get the sense that if you don't hand something in on time, then you're going to fail miserably and burn in heeeeell, or something to that extent. or it could just be me. Of course, if we don't turn up to one lecture in a session, then we could well be failed. I luff my lab lecturer. He's so cool and political and snarky :d. And now I know people~ Which is always good. As I said before, there's always this lingering isolationism about Uni for the first couple of days, where you're getting use to everything and trying to blend in and not lonerize yourself. It's nice to walk in to a room and be able to sit next to someone you have more of an association with, apart from getting stuck behind them in a canteen line or something.

I'll be getting my newly-cheap green i-Pod mini next week. I broke down and bought one when Mat told me they'd gone down to 300 now. According to the dude at the i-Mac store, the new green is hideous though. Instead of being a pastel grass-green, it's a luminous emerald. I'll have to see...

`Kimi

Happy Birthday Kam~ XE Now that you're 18, drinks are on me. I'll buy you vodka~ Even if it has no taste... vodka with lemon juice is nice. I'm still a bit adverse to beer though, just because it tastes like water, bitterness and this lingering aftertase of hopps. Which, really, is what it's made of anyway. Now that I'm not on the verge of wondering if I'll get home without falling over (I stumbled once, I swear, but that was because there was a pothole on teh footpath...), I shall actually ellaborate on what happened last night. Last post was a bit odd, because I was all "Omgwtf I am teh drunk0rz", and then I thought "Shit, I don't want to look like an irresposible dimwit". So, um, yeah. Anyway.

So I met up with Alanna (I now know two people with variotions of that name...) at Chatswood station and was duly introduced to her other mates (Of which there was about 8 of us in total) and we made our way over to the Gordon Club. They have this breathalizer thing in the foyer which proved to be a source of much humour later on. We found a cozy gathering of tables and chairs in what I think was the less-smoking section, or it might just have been that there wasn't anyone around us anyway. So we bought a couple of drinks and got talking. Although I must admit that a vast majority of the specifics of the conversations are lost on me by now. Almost everyone buggered off to get more drinks, and I was left to have a long conversation with one of the guys on games, when I told him where I worked. We bitched about online FPS's and how annoying n00bs were, amongst other things. And then after a while everyone came back and we tested a few glasses of beer to find one nice enough to get a jug (Or two.. it may have been three, by the end) of, since it's way cheaper. This is where my haziness on exactly how much I had comes in to play, because I taste-tested all three different types and then somehow got lumped with finishing off the crappest glass, which I don't think I finished. And then I had another glass somewhere along the line, misplaced one and ended up having another. I doubt it was more than three actual glasses in all but I could have been mistaken. And since I was a relative n00b to drinking and the finer points thereoff, Alanna made it her quest to get me drunk. Which sounds a bit dodgy, but when you're having fun you're just "fuck yeah!" and whatnot. Besides, there's a certain romantic allure to the whole merry drunkeness thing. I ended up tasting some of the aforementioned vodka, as well as Irish Whisky and coke. Insofar as I think that's what it was anyway. But damn man... Alcohol makes you need to go to the toilet a lot. Although it was interesting in that each successive trip to the toilet was less steady than the last. After a while you start to realise that you goddamn tipsy, which is compounded by an inability to focus properly on what people are saying and what the hell you're actually doing. If you shake your head from side to side your vision lags a little as well. You know the whole thing about drunk people being all giddy and hugging eachother and being generally, well... drunk? It's pretty damn accurate, really. The number of times you end up saying "I'm so fucking drunk" is amusing. Althogh its wierd, because Alanna was telling me how great it was that I came, and how everyone was digging me, as it were. But then I was like... "Dude, we're fucking drunk. We all love each other anyway." Saying "Even if I wasn't drunk I'd be saying it" seems really ironically funny to me xD;.. She probably did mean it though, just because it's not impossible to mean what you're saying while tipsy. It's just your articulation is screwed to buggery.

You don't want to be too far gone though, because then that ruins it. You just want to be inebriated enough that you're having fun, but not so much that you're off your head and can't think at all. So they closed down teh part of teh bar we'd been in and we moved to another section, where I had something that tasted like hazlenuts. Seriously, it was a bizarre taste. Never drink anything that's a suspicious colour though. I had a taste of this... blue-blackish drink, and it must have been made from bloody anniseed or something. Blah. Licorice liquer? Wtf... Anyway. We'd been saying we were going to go and take the breathalizer now that we were thoroughly inebriated, and in the end the place was closing soon anyway. Well, we'd taken it before actually, but we took it a second time. Alanna was over 1.00, and thus the machine whined at her that it she could cause boddily harm to people while driving, and should stay away from all cars (Something to that effect anyway). Bitchin' machine doesn't actually tell you what your reading is if it's over 0.1 anyway... It took me all of a minute to be able to blow through the straw, because someone made me laugh because I was too short and the straw slipped. I swear, I'm used to being around medium height people, or shorter-ish people, and they're all taller than me >_>. Anyway... The first time I took it I was 0.099, and the second time I took it (about... 45 minutes later, I suppose, when we were all leaving) it was 0.098. I was like... wtf? How can it go down if I had more alcohol in the interveening time? We went off after that to get back to the station. The guys had left, which left uss four to get out of the Mandarin centre in a completely incoherent manner. We went up to the cinema and found it looked, so we went down to where we'd been before and got off at the ground floor exit ("So we go left now?" "yeah..." "Which way is left" "*stumbles*"). Finally get to the station, half readdy to go out somewhere else although we have no idea where, but vow to find a toilet first. Get a ticket for the train, find a toilet (Those signs lie! Those tiolets at the train station are open at bloody 1am). Get on teh platform and realise that the next train doesn't come for another three hours. Alanna tries ringing a friend on my mobile to get someone elses number. I swear to god, do not try to remember a number while drunk. It took us all of a two minute phone call to get the number repeated enough to remember. I even tried drawing the number, on a piece of paper, with a key. We did remember it, and I gave her money for a pay-phone two metres away, and we ended up going to the busstop. Sat down on a bench with one plank of wood, complained our arses off about something or other, and then caught the buss. Except Alanna wasn't feeling too well and she got off the buss before it left, so our drunken togetherness compelled us all to follow her off the bus. The next one didn't arrive for another hour, so we copped out and got a taxi. I got off at the station, waved goodbyes and walked home. If you can, I do suggest walking off part of any late night ventures, because I daresay I arrived more sobered up than I would have otherwise. And drink water too. I think I feel in better company when I get hangover advice that my mum agrees with.

So yes. That was the extent of my escapade. Omg teh r0x0rz~ But yeah, it was a good night out.

~Kimi

GAH! I can't believe it, Kimiko. You went and got completely smashed without me? O_O

Kam

I have pants now. Well, to be exact, a skirt. I'm also very much inebriated on 3 beers, two, no wait, maybe three whisky thimgamabobs and something else. It all becomes one large blur. I do say, really, if you're going to get drunk it may as well be with people you like. I have also given people more hugs in a few hours than the antire year. I also can't comprehend for shit, so forgive me if this post has nothing to do with anything.

You know, being drunk isn't too bad. Now I've relised that I fall into the better version of it anyway. Or something. A long walk home kind of wears it off though. You know, you see people and wonder "how does alcohol make someone act so random?" It's very odd. Most of the time you're well aware of the fact that you're inebriated but you really don't give a flying fig. Or at least you can't really do much about it anyway. Everything's exaggerated. It's good for a while, just because randomness is good, but then it starts to wearoff and you just feel tired. Which is the stage I'm in now... ._.. I need sleep~ My posts should be more coherent tomorow anyway

[morning edit] Usually I'm adverse to the idea of having too much to drink, just because I don't see the point of it, but there's nothing wrong with it. You're with friends and you have fun. Although, I must admit, when you sober up you do tend to wonder what the point of it was. But it's better that it's more a natural progression over a couple of hours chatting with people you like, rather than some notion of "Omgz! I'm going to go out and get smashed tonight and do crazy shit that I'll probably forget anyway!". Instead it was more like... merry drunkeness or something.

~Kimi

Actually, despite you thinking that what you just posted beneath may have been completely unhelpful, you couldn't be more wrong. Sometimes reassurance is the best thing anyone could give.

I would also like to point out that to my greatest and uttermost horror, the subject matter of yesterday's post actually found this web address off my MSN email (argh! *whacks head on wall*) And while it sorted out alot of my inner questions with this guy, I reserve the right to be completely embarrassed and will possibly never post anything like that here again.

On the other hand, I am super happy at this moment and will probably wander off to sleep in the same manner.

*grins* I'm glad you liked the image, although I had my doubts about Arithon's er, 'shiny, flowy hair.' I recall there was a reason why I did that, and it was possibly because of the way he behaved in Traitor's Knot - which indicated to me that it was time for a change. Less angst, more bounce, I say! I would also like to apologise to the neglected inmates of The Harem, although the bountiful supply of alcohol I've left in advance should keep them tied over until New Year's.

Hmm, our plan is no longer in service? Perhaps you could send me the details of this other one you're keen on, since I do believe it's my year to be footing the bills. :P

And yes, go put on some pants. -_-;;;

Kam

Even if I didn't know you, you've demonstrated that you understand the complexities and pitfalls of online relationships. And I think that's one of the most important things here, because advice is only one step towards common sense; I certainly don't need to teach you the latter anyway~

But there is a fundamental difference between a sense of working relationship on the net and in real life; MMORPG's only heighten the innate sense of role-playing and facade's present on the internet, because we all know that people act differently when they're anonymous username's instead of real people. It's far easier to say something in jest when you're not face to face with someone, or when you're in an environment that's far from reality in the first place. I know from a little experince on the Oceania server that it's easy to get attached to people when you're having such fun, doing things you could never do in real life. As oppose to some MSN conversation, there's a sense of reality and togetherness about MMORPG's which lends itself more to the development of friendships with people. But at the same time, love-heart emoticons don't hold the same meaning as telling the person next to you that you love them.

I'd say enjoy it for what it is, and keep on doing so while it makes you happy. But if you really think there a) is or b) could be something more to it, then you'd really need to talk to each other and find the clarity behind any veils. Because there'd be nothing worse than thinking you had something, only to find it was all some misunderstanding or it was never really there in the first place. Better to suffer small embarrassments than lasting angst.

I'd blog about Uni, but I can't be arsed right now. Although I'm going out tonight, which I find really random; but then again, you meet people in really random ways anyway. I got to know some people i my design class and one is having her 18th tonight, and she just asked me if I wanted to come. It's strange though... you go from an environment of such established friendships, to a place where you don't know anyone. It's great to meet new people, but at the same time you wonder if you're neglecting the people whom you've known for so long...

...I love this blog XE. Just because it means we still know each other, if that doesn't sound terribly lame.

The picture is very pwetty, by the way X3. Although I didn't realise that was Ari until you said it... I was actually more “Who's the girl with the shiny, flowy hair?”. I need to practice drawing more, actually. My grasp of anatomy is the shinaz. And then I shall draw something for this blooooog~ I lay claim to drawing next years anyway. Fufu. Although in slightly related news, there is no PixelLove plan anymore. But the one that costs the same as this one has 100meg more and extra bandwidth. Which, given your mighty semi-official status, and my bandwidth chewing D.N.Angel site, is very cool.

And now I must put on some pants u_u.

~Kimi

I wonder who reads this and if any of my family members do when I'm not aware...

Oh well. I've had this on my chest for a while and it needs to get out, what better place than a blog where it is published for all the world to see? -_-;;;
But what I really want is a second opinion.

From someone who that I wouldn't be absolutely embarrassed to describe my current dilemma to anyway.

I am well aware of the dangers of forming any sort of relationship over the Internet. In fact, I'd say I was more paranoid than most in terms of my privacy and all that.
But in huge MMORPGs like WoW, where the main attraction is not the content but the social possibilities, I think my paranoia is justified. I've lost count of the number of weirdos who've come up to me and told me to 'strip.' It's like this girl-gamer thing is the El Dorado of the nerdy bachelor and once they actually meet someone who isn't just 'playing' a girl character but is also actually one, they forget all sort of things like manners and human decency.

I've made a lot of online friends during this one month of playing hardcore. Some of them were temporary, for the sake of a common goal we became friends for about... half an hour.
Others aren't. Or at least, don't feel like it's about exploitation.
And after more waffling I might finally get to the point.

I'll admit that I flirt. I know how to flirt, it's inbuilt into the pores. I also have dignity, so just because I giggle at someone, it doesn't mean I plan on stripping down to my underclothing for their enjoyment. Yes, she's just a polygon figure representing me but to an extent that she is also me. If I don't do that in real life, then I don't do it in game. Well, behaviour-wise. (I don't go around killing zombies in RL either, but that's not going to stop me from dishing out the smite against the unholy)
I also still retain my common sense. And what my common sense is telling me right now is that what I've got myself into is something verging on a actual relationship with a boy I've never even seen. I know what he's like because I've talked to him, and I know he's trustworthy by the fact that he's both an old friend of Moku's and he's the only old friend of Moku's that hasn't back-stabbed my brother in someway. (*heart*)
But the main thing is that what people say on the Internet may be very different from how they behave in RL. (Although I've experienced that this is just what they are actually inside) And yes, there always is that possibility that it's just a show and he's some serial pervert targeting young girls. O_o
I don't know what he looks like. Moku does, but I don't. So right now he's just a stick figure in my mind. I'm assuming it's the same for him. (Although I doubt that it actually is) To a certain extent, this is good, isn't it? I'm not actually falling in love with face here like I do with Johnny Depp, but rather, a personality? (Or the façade of a personality?) on some other extent, it's bad because he's probably made up all sorts of crap about me based up the avatar I'm using - I am not that bouncy *massive sweat drop*
I've always wondered how the hell did Onni manage to create a lasting relationship with Lina, a girl he met from zMudd.

But honestly, what can he gain from me anyway? I doubt I'll ever actually see him in RL so if he just wants to get laid, then he's beating in the wrong bush.

And I'll never be able to ask him seriously: 'look, are you actually trying to steal my heart or not?' because it's so stupid of me but to some extent I think he's already done it.
Don't you hate it when that happens?

So here I am, sitting on a virtual beach with a near stranger (yes, I do know his real name, age and where he lives) and he's just told me that:
A. He'll never leave (the guild, among several other things.)
B. He never wants me to leave (the guild, among several other things.)
C. He'll always protect me (Well, I am a priest and we tend to get killed fairly easily.)
D. While he may have inadvertently stolen my heart from me, I did the same to him first.

What am I meant to say to that, aside from sit there, slightly open mouthed and very fuzzy n warm inside?

What I'm more afraid of is this thing known as The Rebound. I am aware that his girlfriend left him about a month ago. A few weeks ago we had been having some trouble in the guild and many old time friends left us. Ones that we thought never would betray us like that. I have a feeling that right now he just wants some stability, without people that he cares about leaving him behind all the time. So I told him I'd never leave, (because Moku is the guild master, and I have a far stronger sense of loyalty than some other people) and the only reason that I wouldn't be in CL any more is if the guild was disbanded. Then I told him that I would go wherever he'd go, because I was struck by biblical inspiration and rather fancied myself as Ruth -_-;;;
Five minutes later, I realised what I just said. (Which is not that same as saying I didn't mean it)
I don't know how the male mind works. But if a guy said that to me I'd be a bit wobbly in the legs, wouldn't I?

So somewhere along the lines, I went from friend to someone he could talk to if he was feeling insecure to verging on the edge of something I'm not so clear about.

What do I feel about this situation? I don't know what it means or even if he's serious when he says stuff like 'I love you' (probably not) but if it were I wouldn't want to hurt him, and if it weren't then I want my heart back intact, thankyouverymuch, and the whole thing confuses me even more by making me feel happy when I'm hanging out with him.

I'm such an idiot, aren't I?

Kam

Woah.

On a side note, somehow my crappy little website about +Anima appears to have evolved into The Semi-Offical Fansite for +Anima... which is sad because I haven't touched that thing in like... months >_>

Kam

60 today.

I would like to take this time to thank... my family, my friends, everyone who's ever supported me and guided me through trials and hardships.

I'd also like to thank one person known as Dked for helping grind all the way to 60. *gets teary* Man, I love this guy! >_<

Hugs and kisses to all!

Kam

Happy Hatchday, you stupid, stupid blog. We love you. :P

I'd like to take this moment to say... this image is probably not even up to scratch with the standard of Kimi's art nowadays. But I thought Arakasi was too cute to be shelved into the backlog of obscurity. And that is, yes, Arithon.

Kam

Hmmm, I am incredibly pissed off right now.

Today I was going to be busy for the whole day, so I allowed Moku, no, instructed Moku, to level my character Flo to 58. She was about half way there anyway, so in one day he should be able to get her to 58 and a half, no problem.
I returned home to discover that, had he not only NOT levelled her but had completely re-specced her talents as well, so now I have no idea what my spells are, what my weaknesses and strengths are, what the hell my keys are.

He had a good reason. There was a guild/alliance raid on lbrs and they need a decent healer. A shadow priest is no healer.

But how would you like it if you lent someone your character for a day and they totally usurped it? Flo is a total stranger to me now and I'm so fucking pissed off that I want to scream my head off at Moku - except for the fact that he's asleep. Ok, so he's been working on trying to level me for two days, but I'm the one who worked on her for a whole fucking MONTH and he had no right to do that to MY character.

It's like coming home and finding someone rearranged all the furniture.

I'm so upset I want to punch him.

Kam

I just heard some clips of Sanji and others from the One Piece dub...

Dear god, can someone stab me in the ear with a spork? If I wasn't laughing at the stupidity of it all I was crying at its horridness. Hearing Sanji trying to sweet-talk Nami is a monumental parody in itself. It's just so... terrible. He sounds like some New York street-thug with a cold, or a bad Mafia impersonation. Omg teh character murder! *clings to fansubs* This gives me grave fears for Naruto. I mean, if One Piece can stand up to so much editing, I wonder what they'll do to Naruto. Hopefully the dub won't suck, eben though I wouldn't watch it anyway. Shanks was wierd though... I couldn't decide if it was a wierd British accent, an Australian one or some demented hybrid. Is it so hard to get voice actors that actually match their characters in a reasonable way? I can't get two seconds in to one of those clips without emitting some horrified splutter and rolling around on the floor. I have to actually watch this some time; when not being cringe-worthy it'd be fucking hillarious.

~Kimi

The numbers... they glow! *giggles insanely*. I really shouldn't find a mobile so amusing, but it's just so small and glowy and shiny and has Itachi hanging off it. A perfect conbination if every there was one. And it's mine. All mine~ Mwahaha. Of course, now I have to charge the thing before I can use it in any way.

I'm sure most people have heard by now that the Naruto anime has been 'gasp' liscenced. A customer in EB was buying our copy of Newtype and I had a good long rant with him about it (And ended up giving him the address to Kino and my D.N.Angel website...). It's sad when one has to lament the fact that something is being brought over to us for our apparent enjoyment. It's just... eugh! Viz! Can you imagine a dub with their horrible move-translations in a terrible American accent? If my inner fangirl was in a grave she'd be rolling around in it. As it is I keep on making horrified gestures whenever I think about it. And it's going to be on Toonami, aimed at kids and their families. They're going to fuck it up, seriously. It's going to turn out like One Piece, edited to within an inch of its life and stripped of all charm. I mean, jeebus man, this is why fansubs are so popular. Because they're at least made by faithful fans who love what they're working with. They're doing it for the fans, not their bank-balances. I can understand why companies do what they do, but I don't have to like it.

In any case, I refuse to end getting fansubs here! They're so close to the Sasuke-Naruto battle~

~Kimi

And, continuing on a familar thread, is Kam back again with her sporadic Warcraft bloggage.

I am now lvl 48, which means that I am no longer a lowbie and have some sort of respectable standing amongst other players. It annoys me greatly, that before I got my horse I saw pratically no one with a black stallion, but now I see them everywhere. He's still a beautiful creature, but some of the novelty has worn off for me.

WoW is a very social sort of game. Sure, some of the attraction is Blizzard's attention to detail, but a lot of it is the community it generates. You'll always have dickwads, but I've meet many more people who aren't.

Yesterday I struck up a friendship with a dancing skeleton, who asked me to try out this wedding dress he'd got for his lady friend. The day before that I saw a tiny little troll on a raptor running around Gadgetzan, and had a good time with him and his tauren friend by not ganking him on sight like everyone else. Similarily, in Gadgetzan, a rogue ganked the undead priest on the roof who thought it would be cool to try to kill me with her shadow word. In reward for his service I gave him a buff, although I would've liked to beat up the little bitch myself.
Why, just last night as I was grinding, some random rogue ran up to me and tried to recruit me into their guild. I was all like; 'dude, I'm guilded. And your caps lock is on.'

Speaking of guilds, I think it's about time I elaborated on my guildmates for a bit. Yesterday I was talking to one of our youngest members, and he astounded me by declaring that 'we' (indicating myself and Moku) were so cool. I've always noticed before that there seems to be an 'in-crowd' with our guild made up of those who knew each other from Lineage 2. Because of Moku's status, I seem to have been granted an automatic entry while others who have been in the guild for far longer, have had less results. This subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) isolation of certain guildmates is not very pleasant. I'll admit that there are people in the guild who I don't really like, although those are far and few, but it's not a reason for me to start bitching about them behind their backs. But thankfully, the relative smallness of the guild ensures that any tension is minimal and most of us are friends. In larger guilds, with over 100 members and wotnot, there are too many people who don't know each other or have never even spoken before. It takes one little comment to spark up an inside war and then you get all sorts of shit.
On another note; I think this whole thing about being someone's little sister is a double edged blade. I don't believe in sponging off someone else's reputation. While I got a leg-up at the beginning it doesn't mean I shouldn't cultivate and maintain my own.

I like everyone in my guild, as I said before. There are two people that my mental favour of them has greatly decreased. One of them slapped me during the guild photo event, and I don't know why. It was probably a joke, but still I'm rather upset by the whole thing. *is being ridiculous and she knows it*
The other guy's just an idiot. I don't understand why he would think that having a high damage on his weapon is so important when he's a spell caster. I'd rather have a weak weapon but one with kick-arse stat bonuses.

The other day, someone in our guild played a trick on me and a few other guildies on the guild chat. If you count the right number of spaces, you can make it so that it looks like other people are speaking and thus usurp their characters on the chat. We all got very confused because he was making us say all sorts of crap and no one knew who was doing it - we jokingly guessed that it was Soul, to which he replied:
Soul: It's not me! I'm just crafting!
Era: Yes, crafting mayhem!
Later we found out that it actually was him, which was pretty good for a guess that was based largely on intuition.

It's odd, but I think this game is keeping me sane, otherwise I'd probably die from boredom. O_O

Kam

I have a horse. I have a black horse. I have only seen one other person on this server than has a black stallion. This is because it takes three times more the effort to get said horse than any other horse. But I have a black horse. So there. He is the smartest, pwettiest, bestest horse of them all, aside from the really expensive elite horses. I kept on riding him in circles around Iron Forge. It was brilliant. I have a horse.

Moku has discovered the best way for a priest to gank hordes, although his aggressive manner is not quite to my taste. He used this tactic to kill off a level 43 orc warrior and take on two rogues at the same time, coming out both unharmed and forcing them to all quaff potions. We all had a good laugh at the stupid hordes.

I'm sure I will think of more stuff to post after I log off but right now I am exhausted. Good night.

Kam

...I feel a sudden urge to want to buy WoW, even though it'd probably only be good while I don't have Uni. So instead I shall pout and watch Wolf's Rain vol 3. While Kiba's your standard, mysterious bishy-boi who gets hurt in dramatic ways too often for his own good, I actually think I like Hige the best. He looks a little... chubby as a wolf, although it endears him to a certain cuddliness. Cheza's strangely cute too XD. Although, even if I hadn't read that post of yours, I still think I would have gotten the inkling that half these people are going to die anyway ._.

~Kimi

Am I too nice to people? Is that why I appear to have this great big 'abuse me' sign above my head? There's something about being a priest, especially a female one, which encourages people to take advantage of you. I don't have the heart to tell them to fuck off either, since I do recall how difficult it was to level by myself. But I think it's time that I started refusing people who try to party with me simply because they need a priest and not any mutual aid.

The guy in Darkwood who took me to go kill that elite... I don't even remember your name, only that you were a complete jerk. I killed the fag, died and you just left straight after that. I didn't even have the fucking quest because you said it would take too long to get. Same with the two in the swamp outside Menethil Harbour. Next time, kill your own fucking boss instead of expecting me to both tank and heal.

The other day I met a nice young Tauren in the forest by himself. He was the same level as me, but I had a paladin on my side (that's equivalent to two players) so he didn't even think about attacking me. I don't think he would've anyway. Anyway, we waved at one another, since in WoW there is a effective language barrier between the Horde and Alliance. These Blizzard people go out of their way to make communication virtually impossible. It stirs hatred and misunderstanding. I love it. Each side claims that the other is a ganker and a '||00|3!' and we spend far too much time swearing at one another and abusing them in party chat.

This Tauren spent some time dancing with me before running to the aid of a druid who was being gang raped by several giant lizards. I learnt that while you can't cast beneficial spells on the enemy but that doesn't mean you can't help them kill off a mob. Anyway, we killed the lizards but the druid died in a horrible and most likely painful manner. This Tauren pointed at the corpse and waved at me and as I was ress-ing the druid, he typed: '/slap' instead of '/clap' and I was promptly slapped by a cow four feet taller than me. We had a good laugh about it after he apologised in truncated l33t speak.

There was a whole point to this. He left us on good terms and we never saw him again. Until today. When his fucking level 60 friend ganked us several times in Booty bay. It wasn't that he was picking on us or anything, the shitwad rogue was ganking everyone within two meters of him, but still, one can't help but feel a little betrayed.

But what makes people behave any different on the internet than in real life? I'm sure these boring gankers are all decent people when they're by themselves, but when you have them in a group, suddenly it's a requirement for them to be jerks. This applies as much to Alliance players as to Horde.

There was a level 5 undead mage in BB as well. When he saw us he immediately started the beg command. A sensible action because he's really just fodder for everyone else. There are people who would stoop to that level, but personally, I'd be ashamed to hurt him.

Oh yes, Moku demanded that I practice duelling, so my guild mate and friend did. I was beaten several times in a row, and only won once because he went easy on me. It's so sad. But, of course, we should consider that he is a paladin which is one of the most overpowered classes in the game. Also got ganked by a level 40+ priest today. I did put up something of a fight and made him use up all his mana. No mana = dead priest and the paladin got him easily. But that sort of thing is very educational as I now know how to kick a fellow priest in the arse. Whoo!

But rogues are what really kill me. I can probably manage anything that requires mana to fight, but a rogue has a horrible sneak attack and no mana at all. I just get stunned and stabbed to death.

Am three levels away from a horse of my very own. I want a black stallion. I'd name him Isfarenn. :)

Sorry if you feel left out, Kimiko-chan. And sorry to anyone else out there who's been expecting me to be online like I usually am. Namely BB and Justin. When I'm 60 I'll come back :D

Kam

Since the server's done for maintainence I might as well catch up on my blogging as Moku suggested.

I am now level 33, which I think is pretty good considering that I am both a priest and a newbie. Right now, I want a horsy. So I have to hurry up and level. On average I am doing about two levels a day, which is good progress... apparently.

You can get all types of servers, from Role-playing ones to PvP servers, as well as non-PvP. While I don't enjoy PvPing I can't understand why someone would join a server that has enforced peace. There's something wildly exciting and nerve wracking about a PvP server - I could die any second just by walking along a empty road. I think it's also a lot more enjoyable when someone who could kill you at any moment... should he choose to... decides not to and instead waves at you or breaks into dance.

I think my guild members treat me with much more kindness than they would with other newbies. I know Moku told them to, but being the guildmaster's little sister means I get spoilt something dreadful. Which is all good. XD

Moku said that it took him 16 days to reach level 60, and so far I've only played for about 5 days. It should take me less though, what with all these high levels that I can ask to run me through an instance and cash in quests. :P

Since the most exciting part of my playing is the encounters with the Horde... most of which was pitifully one sided, involving a rogue sneaking around, me standing on a corner or in the middle of a street, and a knife in the back.

There's one particular incident that I will always remember, simply because it's too hilarious to forget. I was sneaking around the back hills avoiding the main road because I knew that a huge mob of high level Hordes would come swarming down it very soon and I didn't want to be run over in the stampede.
I also knew that any moment, backup from the Alliance would arrive and there would be a brief but glorious battle where players as low as myself would become mere fodder to their blood-lust. As I was sneaking along, I looked next to me and saw a orc warrior, same level as me, also attempting to lurk among the hills and knew immediately that he was also thinking the same thing but in vice versa. We hesitated. I would be quite content to let him go his own way and me mine, but obviously this was not to be... He couldn't let me sneak past when his family and friends were on the other side of the hill doing what gankers do best.
It was a close match, but I won by about 50hp. :P

Although I feel that I must record my greatest achievement thus far; I made it to Booty Bay without being ganked, mobbed or gang banged by panthers. If you don't play WoW, you don't understand how amazing this is. There was a level 42 warlock that rode past me on his horse, I saw him stop, dismount and watch me carefully, deciding if I would be worth the effort. So I just stood there and waved at him. I have always believed that you just can't attack someone who's waved at you, and I was hoping that he felt the same. He waved back, remounted and rode off. That sort of thing makes me smile and feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

I would like to point out, in a vain attempt to vent annoyance, to all those rogues ten or so levels higher than me. Get a fucking life. You spend all day doing nothing but ganking people grey to you and you think it's cool? Fuck off. Go and level or something. Do an instance. Get better equipment. Whatever. Oh, but I forget, you have no friends to party with, and that's why you do nothing but kill newbies. I'm so sorry.

Jerk off.

Oh yeah, I saw Grimfield on the tram to Stormwind. He was surrounded by dead rats. O_O That guy's funny, I like him. :P

Kam

While reading Darp's blog, his post on tennis amused me. And also mirrored some recent thoughts while lounging on the couch and binging on tennis (Although despite the fact that he descriped Philippoussis as a spoiled Greek mama's boi, I still enjoy watching him play... when he's not inspiring me to stare numbly at the TV because he can't get his goddamn game together). Because I couldn't be arse watching the rest of the Roddick Hewitt match, thinking that Hewitt would knacker himself and loose anyway, I was surprised to find out that he won. Well, to be more specific, my reaction was something along the lines of "Shit nooooo!" and then "I mean, uh... good for you, mate. Good for you. *innocently waves a Russian flag for Marat Safin in the background*".

I mean, shit, I know you're an Aussie but I just don't want you to win because, well, you're annoying. When he whines about line calls, everyone in our house who's watching is just "Omfg just shut up and play". I was glad to hear an ample amout of cheering for Roddick as well. I hope Safin kicks Hewitt's arse in the Final, or else he's so knackered by fatigue that he does himself in. Marat deserves to win; he's like a large, cuddly Russian bear... okay, well I don't know. I needed some kind of analogy which carried across the fact that he's a whole lot more endearing as a person than Hewitt. His match against Federer was amazing, to say the least. That's what I call tennis; not all this goddamn grinding away from the baseline. Even if Federer can come across as being a bit smug, he brings such a welcome finesse to the game in an time of scarce serve-volleyers (Coming to the net won't kill you, people!). Compared with hard-hitting two-fisted shots which populate many repertoires these days, his elegant one handed shots and volleys are breathtaking at best, inspired near-misses at worst. Safin has the capacity to match Federer stroke for stroke, which is what he showed in their semi. His shots can be just as fluid and graceful as Federer too. It would have been a truly memorable final if they had met then instead of the semi. But now I have to siffer through Hewitt's baseline grinding and abbrasive "C'mon!"'s, in contrast to Safin's well rounded game and endearing quirks. Sure, he had a terrible temper before, but he's a much more mature and amiable player now days, and that's reflected in his game. He's an interesting personality to watch as well, muttering to himself in Russian and flipping missed balls back on his foot like a hacky-sack. To have come runner up twice, and beaten Federer to get to this final... if Hewitt robs him of this title I'll just dislike the brat even more.

...well, somehow that became a rather long-winded rant. Oh well. Will update on other occurances which occured later.

~Kimi

I was wondering where you were... Some guy was asking after WoW today, and I found out why there aren't any copies; it's because they don't want to overload the current servers, so they're only shipping out the minimum number of copies. They're getting a new server installed in February or something. I feel like we're bagging out the PSP a lot at work. Wherever anyone asks, we're like "Yeah, the PSP is coming out sometime between Manch and June, but the battery life is crap and it's around 400 bucks... meanwhile, have I showed you how nifty the DS is?". I was stunned to see some DS ads on those billboard cars. Could this be? Nintendo is advertising something? They have a *gasp* marketing campaign? *dies*.

This song on the radio is odd. It sounds like the singer is pretending to be a cat. Anyway. I went to get ASUKA today, except it wasn't in. So I binged slightly. I got Samurai Champloo and Trinity Blood #2, and Naruto 25. It has all those Sasuke flashbacks, although now because of you I can't help giggling at that panel of Sasuke before he does the Katon no Jutsu for the first time. He's still cute as a kid XP. I also got the first volume of Wolf's Rain, and had a nice chat to one of the DVD guys there. I wanted to get The Thin Red Line on dvd, and we got talking about war films and bitching at the inherent hollywood sentimentality and general wankage which is found in films like Saving Private Ryan and Pearl Harbour. Turns out that The Thin Red Line is an inexpensive title anyway. And on sale! But it was in the store room somewhere so I had to come in again. I'm glad I went to JB, because I found out that Eskimo Joe is playing in-store tomorrow. I'm going to try and go to the early Uni sign-up so I can go see them X3. The current song on the radio has just sparked minimal envy at the fact that, according to Cassie's MSN title, End of Fasion are playing at a Uni sign-up day. Oh well, I have the EP which teh song is from. I shall console myself on that~

There was a really pricelles scene in Champloo which I might scan later... it also has a cool image that I'm going to keep in consideration for the next layout change, whenever that is. Mugen with a sunflower hanging from his mouth is quaintly cute XD

And now I'm going to sporadically watch the tennis. Want Safin to win... but not sure if he will >_>. At least take a set fo Federer~

~Kimi

Yeah, it's about freakin' time, I say.

Anyway, I'll be... uh, "busy" for an unknown period of time. I sold my soul to the devil known as Blizzard, you see.

Hurrah for EB (in the city)! Funny chap, that dude who I struck up a conversation with, he seems very trumatised by stupid people not knowing that WoW is a)online b)not refundable. Anyway, because I was so nice about the whole not-in-stock-just-for-display stand thing, he looked up in the storeroom and actually found a copy for me. Bweee!

Kam

Funny that. I went shopping the other day as well. I wish I had larger feet... the shoes kept on getting nicer the further away I got from the size 36's. There's some cool second hand shops in Paddington, where I got a spiffeh skirt and a top.

On weight in general, I am consigned to the fact that I will never have Kylie Minogue's arse or a model's figure. I don't really give a crap if I don't fit in to a size 8 (Although , when you see a damn fine pair of pants or skirt which is only in that size, you near-well wish you could). As such, it bemuses me as to why people like Liz go on diets, when they look perfectly fine. I mean, jeebus, she looks ten times nicer in a dress than I do half the time anyway. I think my screwed up eating habits prevent me from putting on copious amounts of weight. I eat a hearty dinner, but breakfast usually rests in some kind of nether-region that I occasionally visit upon. Lunch is a mixed affair, ranging from a hollow pit in my stomach to a delicious prosciutto, blue cheese, walnut and rocket panini. ...In other words, I in no way feel guilty for consuming 15 pieces of caramel while watching One Piece! ._.;

Although, one doesn't fully stop growing around the age of 20, so there's hope for you yet. And whaddya mean, measly 5'4”? You're marginally taller than me, goddamn it.

After waiting around on Monday waiting for the mail, a belated courier made a ruccus near the door while delivering my eagerly awaited package from Japan. Yes, he has arrived, and there was much fangirlish fanfare upon the opening of said package. The first thing which struck me was how large the box was, and thus by comparison, how large the figure was. I mean, I'm use to meagre 10cm high trading figures, but Sanji stands a grand 23cm tall. I'm telling you though, even if it wasn't Sanji in his shirtsleeves, it would be a damn fine scale model. The paint job is fantastic, and the sculpt captures his suave sexehness oh so well X3.

It's kid of creepy in a way though. I mean, he's one of the first anime characters I have a model of, and he's my first scaled model. He sits next to my monitor, and when I'm watching One Piece, it's like he's there and there. That probably makes no sense... Hmm, how shall I put this. He has a certain personality and liveliness which other figures don't have, because he's more of an actual character than my other models. It's a subtle difference between having just a model on my desktop, and having Sanji on my desktop. I want to get more of these though... they're just so cool~! And given the price of some other scaled models, they're a bargain for the quality. It'd be cool if I could get all of them, but that would break my wallet for a a looong time.

Been having much fun watching the tennis lately. We saw a night session at the Medibank International. Doubles is so underrated. I mean, singles matches can be fantastic, but there's a certain frantic pace to doubles which makes it interesting to watch. We saw the No. 1 seeds, Nestor and Nowles up against Stepanek and some other guy. Mum doesn't like Stepanek because be beat the 'lovely' Carlos Moya. And Stepanek is like, the only guy on the Men's circuit who tucks his shirt in, and he damn nitpicky about line calls. You've gotta love Aussie crowds though. The Stepanek duo spent a lot of time talking to eachother, and then this one guy calls out from the crowd “Write him a letter!”. And because the two teams were wearing matching colours of Blue and white, and yellow and black, some people called out at intervals “Go the blues!”, “Go the tigers!”, and even “Go the Bulldogs!”. Ah... taking a break from the Federer and Takao Suzuki match at the moment... Although, for a guy ranked around 200, Takao is sure sticking it to the No. 1 with gusto. I mean, it takes a lot to break Federer's serve, even if he didn't consolidate the break. Fed will most likely win, but it's nice to see him tested every once in a while.

Uni offers went out little over an hour ago. I have to say that despite disproportionate optimism, I did have fears about getting in; everyone does. But I just kept on reminding myself that I couldn't change anything anyway. Being calm or paranoid isn't going to change the end result of one mouse click. However, I sat grinning for some while when I logged on to the UAC website. All this darn angst is over! I got in to the Bachelor of Design at COFA. We spent some time looking over the campus when the open days were on, and it seems like such a great place, surrounded by the quaint, dappled shade of Paddington's ever present trees. And I'll be doing elective courses at the main NSW campus, so there's a very big chance I'll be able to catch up with people from our group when I'm there. I'm not sure how to feel about starting Uni in little over a month... I suppose I'll find out when I get there.

Oh! And how could I neglect the gif.~ Although the last panel took an insane amount of time to load. "Show me the pie already!". XD Ah, but it was cute. Reminds me... I picked up my volume of Onodera Akira's luffly art, “Rokutousei Spika”, and the two characters in the short story at the end reminded me of Ara and Lujan... I'll have to get a scan up. Akira has a wonderful sense of humour at time though XD *has scan, but will upload that later*.

Work tomorrow for a measely 3 hours... The regional manager came in last week, and I thought he was a customer. I wonder if he felt insulted by the fact that I didn't remember who he was...

~Kimi