Nope! I’m not dead! I just haven’t had internet access for the last couple of weeks. It felt like dying. Anyway, I’ll be back directly with more horrible things from the corners of the webnets and random manga babbling, so just enjoy this picture of Hanakimi’s Dr. Umeda Hokuto dancing in a bikini. I always do.
No, I am not dead!
I’m in Wisconsin (which is pretty much the same thing) with a spotty internet connection. Since I’m moving into my new apartment Tuesday night (HOLY SHIT YES), I’m probably not going to be posting with any regularity until my connection is hooked up, hopefully sometime in June. Such is the way of the world. At least Chicago is filled with WiFi connections! Also, pita sandwiches.
Some of the things on my locker. The sticker (in case you can’t read it) is a warning sticker from our pharmacy that says “Protect from Light,” which, when combined with the ticket stub and advertisement is a really dorky joke that you will only get if you’re familiar with Death Note. Carry on.
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Mini-Me…oh, you know how it goes. AWWWWW.
DEATH NOTE: THE MOVIE
Summary: I’ve got a fever and the only cure is MORE L.
In celebration of L (and also because it’s so rare for me to go out in public), I ate an entire movie-size box of Dots. My stomach hurts a little but the sugar high was worth it.
As for the movie itself, you know how Jurassic Park: The Movie resembled Jurassic Park: The Book in name and dinosaurs only? Well, there was a Death Note. And a guy called Light, and one called L. Also, CGI. The dubbing was okay, but it was just so WEIRD to not have their mouths going the right way. It was kind of cool to have people in the audience who were of a like mind, Death Note wise, but it would have been better if about half of them weren’t assholes.
I did really like the little bit where L ate the chocolate bar and it made a cute little *snap* sound, just like it does when Mello eats it. That is the only homage to anyone else from Wammy’s House. EAT IT NEAR.
Guess what? Since we’re talking about parrots, you can has another photo of my dad’s bird. This is another gem from the FORTY-FOUR pictures he sent me in an email the other day. My dad has finally moved into the digital age, and it terrifies me.
Because Burger King’s food wasn’t bad enough for you before. I envision this being eaten by the kind of person who buys a 2 Liter Pepsi and carries it around drinking it all day. You know, the guy with the constant bladder infection?
The cutest thing here is that the bird introduced himself as “Mr. Yosuke Nakamura.”
It left a “turkey-shaped hole” in the glass and then mysteriously disappeared. Later, the maintenance staff were seen buying a whole lot of stuffing mix.
Which means that it’s now getting too expensive to hold up a bank in order to get money to pay for your gas and food. Go America!
Funky little memo books that look like the kind they used to give you at the feed store to keep you from manhandling the baby chicks while your dad picked up a shipment of oats. What? Why are you looking at me like that?
My dad has been spending all his free time at a bird rescue lately. He had a rescued African Grey that I gave him for a while before she was tragically lost, and I guess he had a hankering to take another stab at the Avian Kingdom.
This is Coco, my dad’s brand-newly adopted umbrella cockatoo. We do not know his/her age or sex, but my dad really seems to be having fun. Apparently Coco enjoys frozen veggies, mashed bananas, untying knots and riding around on a towel that’s being dragged across the floor. I have created a monster.
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I will only play this if it is narrated by Chris Hanson and if he makes at LEAST one cameo.
