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September 27th, 2008
 | 06:14 am - And since I'm still up...
Oh, and also:
Interesting Times article:Behind the Veil: the online diary of a British Muslim
Somewhat old, but totally heartwarming,New Hampshire's bishop Gene Robinson "always wanted to be a June Bride" (if you read the comments, please don't pay attention to "virginia, Brisbane, Australia" 'cause they're a little crazy)
And more on the ever improving field of bionics, New implants rejuvenate damaged retinas in much the same way a digital camera focuses.
That's all.
~K
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/0000bgf5) feeling better
Current Music: Final Fantasy - This Modern Love cover
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| 04:38 am - Since I'm awake anyway...
Why don't I clear out my bookmarks a little and tell you some things I've been reading lately? (I.E. The last few weeks, since I obviously haven't done a random newspost in a while)
This clock is pretty sweet.
Speaking of clocks (and my k key almost being done with -_-) this alarm is super cute.
Article says exclusion makes you literally feel cold, but I still wonder about cultural synesthetics and so doubt it...
Title of this article:"Could an inner zombie be controlling your brain?" much less sensationalist than that, but still interesting.
Random interlude that I want to share! Baby Got Book.
This year's International Science & Engineering Visualization Challenge turned out some good ones. If only you could watch the videos online though.
Vet gets bionic hand. Sweet.
According to the BBC, bed sharing drains mens' brains. Maybe that's why I'm up right now actually. -_-;
And finally, two articles that interested me especially because of my hearing issues these days;
Cure for Deafness now within reach
VS!
Cure me of deafness? No thanks.
Well, I hope that was fun and informative. I'm... going to eat breakfast. And take a shower.
What the fuck am I doing up at this hour?! -_-
At least I still love you guys.
~K
Current Location: her room
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/0000acy8) angry
Current Music: stupid DnD people being noisy. Well not really anymore.
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September 23rd, 2008
 | 10:16 pm - Nue tori naku...
Sometimes I wonder if I have lost something. Rain, once so important, remains but comforting to me and not cause for celebration (well, except the holiday I instated into my relationship, Rainmas which comes from camp but I never celebrated there). Solitude and seriousness were important too. I enjoy being cute, I enjoy always having Martin at my side. But I feel less smart now, even than I did when I was younger and was thinking how much smarter I was before I hit puberty (mostly because social things didn't matter).
Now I barely even write poetry anymore. It's either work work work or laze laze laze. There's practically no between state here.
Ah Reed. I wonder what will happen when I thesis and Martin's not always there. Or when I gradumacate.
A random thought/question: Am I helpless?
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/00012g4p) contemplative
Current Music: Chant 2 - Ghost City
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September 19th, 2008
 | 09:57 am - Maybe I'll just keep dressing up like a pirate, how about that?
Now I'm going to feel stupid all day. Maybe I'll talk more like a pirate though, since I didn't much yesterday... -_-
Happy Talk Like A Pirate Day, ye scurvy dogs.
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September 18th, 2008
 | 05:50 pm - Stolen ruthlessly from Gingras (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) cacahuate)
The Rules:
Take a picture of yourself right now.
Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair... Just take a picture.
Post that picture with NO editing.
Post these instructions with your photograph.
I must admit I edited the original instructions because I really like capitalization. Especially now that I've got Robinson Crusoe type language flitting through my head when I talk. I.E., This Picture look'd a lot like the last Photograph I took whilst calibrating the Webcam, which look'd thusly:
Explanation, you ask? Why, as many of you may not have realized, Today is that day whereupon all of us Pyrats make themselves well-known to Landlubbers; International Talk Like A Pirate Day. It seems though many people thought that it was friday, so I am unfortunately all alone on campus- although this weekend I will probably have a lot of chance to feel amongst a groupe as I am going to that fine Festival of Pirates in Portland on Saturday. It should be pretty sweet.
In the meantime. I'm going to do some reading, watch some Zelda, and generally be happy about my piratitudinousness. Some pictures of a more clear with my full costume will be shown in the near future.
Love you all,
~K
EDIT: I was horribly wrong, and now I understand why no-one else dressed up with me. Because I was off-by-one'd- it is TODAY, the Nineteenth, that is ITLAPD. (Thanks Serena for alerting me >_<)
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/0000khd1) high
Current Music: piratical
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September 11th, 2008
| 09:07 pm - I'ma Zebra!
I love this description. =P
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September 2nd, 2008
| 11:35 pm - Well.
Classes today did start yes. As many of you know who have any friends anywhere in the academic world. So I've been running around all day- helping Max, my favourite freshman, sign up for classes since he couldn't get on Solar, trying to get signatures for to get into 2nd year Chinese which I didn't end up doing, running a lost cellphone to the CSOs, running back to try and get signatures after running into Chip on the way and chatting for a while, failing to get signatures before I ran off to my English class, coming back, forcing Martin to play a videogame so I could watch and relax, running off again to bellydancing, running back to catch the dorm meeting, running off to try and get food from Homuer's but they were closed, grabbing some commons food and running back, watching Tanpopo...
And now, after all that, I'm hiding in my room waiting for the CSOs to leave because now that I heard Hobbs hacking his lungs out in the bathroom and noted that he sounded like he was dying people decided he was even though they joked at me at first (apparently he has a constant cough of doom a lot) and now there's an ambulance coming. I think I hear it in the parking lot.
I don't know why this bothers me but it does. Probably because I've known the kid for only a few days, and so social ramifications are awkward. Especially as I don't know where I stand with my opinion on him yet. He was very nice though, the very first of the newbies to actually introduce himself to me =)
Eek. Okay so they're starting to head out. He lives in the room next door, so I'm listening to them grab some stuff for him. At least he has a very devoted girlfriend, I saw her taking care of him in the bathroom.
I'm just kind of hoping now since he'll be alright that he doesn't have TB and we all die @_@ I want to donate blood again in the nearer future too!
Anyway, update on life in J-Dorm =P And my life too. Learning bellydance is fun, if HARD. I do not have coordination and it's very difficult to deal with after an hour and a half or so of doing my best. I got like three separate air bubbles in my torso @_@'' Very weird.
An-yhoo. I think I'm going to change and then maybe peek my head out. I'm kind of tired and don't want to be in the way or anything since Sarah sounded like she was going into Jewoverdrive (pronounced Joe-ver-drive) and that's a kind of scary thing to be in the way of...
Oop. There they go. Alright, see you later kids =P
~K
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August 31st, 2008
 | 05:18 pm - I'm Stash?! XD
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August 30th, 2008
| 07:58 pm - A question for you anime fans/lesbians/Asians out tharr;
Speaking of relationships with women---
So I just finished the fourth episode of Strawberry Panic!, which is an anime about the relationships that develop at three Catholic all-girls boarding schools that share the same dormitories. I've been watching it for pure amusement factor; it's not really all that interesting or heartstring-pulling, it's just kind of something to pleasantly pass the time watching. What's been bothering me though (besides the kind of awkwardness of highschool relationships and lives in general) is the non-existence of stigma on lesbian relationships. One would think, you know, at a Catholic school that might be an issue... Then again, it seems the student body is the basis of most things extracurricular, teachers (some of which at least are referred to as "Sisters") are only seen in the classrooms and kind of half-officiating at ceremonies/etc. Maybe it's just so accepted among the student body that it's okay.
Or is it a Japanese cultural thing? I only ever knew people at co-ed schools. Relationships between the genders were almost taboo there, but girls all over Asia as far as I can tell hold hands and snuggle and all sorts of things; after I made friends with Shyla (Philipino) and Yuliana (Indonesian), they asked me once whether it was okay by me that they did that with me because they heard that Americans were really against relationships of the same gender, and would always interpret holding hands and being close as gay "and we are really not that, we just love eachother!" Of course in response, I laughed and said it was okay, probably mostly because I'm half gay or whatever... XD So is that all? Is it just that in Asia this is such a natural occurence in entirely female boarding schools that it's not even questioned? I know in America we definitely have "Lesbian Till Graduation" as a term in all-girls colleges and universities, but the girls that I know who partook in that on this side of the ocean definitely felt the dramatics of the social ramifications of such decisions. I don't know anything about the other side of the ocean... Except that in Taiwan it's still kind of awkward to hang out with boys, even when you're 21+ =P
Is this an appropriate theory to make? Can anyone corroborate with me on this, or refute me?
Current Mood: waking up slowly
Current Music: Deadly Avenger - Wild Chillies
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| 01:56 pm - I'm back in, the saddle, again...
*thrums her air guitar*
So we're back at Reed. Yesterday was soo long; in the morning waking up at seven so we could get Alex's sutures out (a less than five minute process), and then came back to take care of mom while Ali went to her dermatologist to renew her birth control prescription. The doctor took forever to get to her (she arrived a little earlier than 9:30, her appointment, and was waiting for over half an hour after her appointment was to begin- bleary doctors) so she returned a little after eleven, and then martin had a snack because he was hungry, and then my optometrist called saying I needed to come pick up my glasses... XD
After dealing with all that, and saying our goodbyes, we headed out. It was a peaceful trip, very hot though- Martin nearly fell asleep a couple times. We stopped for subway sandwiches, and I won a free one. We made it to west parking around 4:11, found where the CSOs are hanging out these days and that was slightly too far to walk in the heat, so we drove there, Martin got his key stuck in the ignition and I went in to get my key and they were like "Actually it's at physplant, and you have 20 minutes to get there" so we peeled out back to west parking to walk over to physplant. After that packing was difficult because there's been lots of thefts lately here so one of us was always with the car until Guy came to watch the car, which made things easier; but it was soooo hot, and I was sooo tired, that it was super difficult. It was also hard seeing so many strangers around. Martin was kind of scared actually. But the dorm is still the same; my room even smells the same, although Martin's room was unbeknownst to us randomly painted with glow in the dark paint, which was kind of creepy last night, but we fell asleep really quick.. Even if it wasn't for long. -_-
Anyway. So I'm here. Gotta buy some things soon because I don't own some stuff I need XD
But for you! Here's an interesting article on how lesbians can have children of their very own someday. Which is awesome!
Current Mood: affirmative
Current Music: Flight of the Conchords - Leggy Blonde
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August 27th, 2008
| 02:17 am
So. Visited my mom in the hahapoo. It's the first time I've been to a hospital in nearly 20 years; they're kind of creepy. Also I never ever want to be hospitalized.
Also. Very odd seeing mom all weak and with an IV tube in her. Mildly frightening. That's probably why Ali was flippin' the hell out over nothing. She can be so weird and hormonal sometimes. It can be really annoying. But I love her sooo many.
Also why do I stay up so late? And try to sleep for twelve hours and then only am able to sleep till about ten, unless I wake up and do things before then? My entire lajjjjffffff....
Anyway. I think I'm done with the first draft of my letter to Hyong. I'll edit it tomorrow and then I'll know what the boy's first name is spelled in Chinese =P
*rubs eyes* Sleepy cold. Tomorrow I will sleep in a bed with a boy! Which is a wonderful. I have missed my snuggles very much.
I should've cleaned my room... -_-
And I love you.
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August 26th, 2008
| 03:16 pm
Soo my mom still isn't coming home. This will be her second night away in the hospital.
It kind of freaks me out. Mom in the hospital. Overnight.
She's the only one who tells me she's going to bed in this house. It's been weird.
In other news, Martin is coming home tomorrow evening, and my room still isn't clean, but my hair is nice and red =) Just about the same colour as my icon, which is exactly how it ought to be. And a good deal of the stuff that I need is still in storage. @_@''
And I'm happy to be going home to Reed.
Also for your enjoyment (and terror!!! XD)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sZzehRHxtB8
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August 24th, 2008
| 11:42 pm
Oh, by the way. This woman is not real. Well, her face is, rather. Just watch! It's amazing and creepy.
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August 23rd, 2008
| 12:16 am
So scratch some of that, Ali's staying in Seattle tonight so she's not coming home. (I thought she'd be home at ten? Then it was 1:00 am, and now it's "Sometime tomorrow" XD)
Love you guys.
~K
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August 22nd, 2008
| 10:44 pm - Stressed.
So let me lay all this out.
Alex had surgery for what we originally thought was a single puncture wound due to wire or a nail or some shit like that, turns out to be a bite and probably from a dog; I am now growling inside whenever I see a dog on the spit that I don't know, or is biggish, or is a dog I don't know not to be peaceful/too old to attack my Aleks.
Mom goes into surgery on Monday midday for her gallbladder. (I have been feeling a lot closer with her lately though, got over my whatever)
Ali's coming home late tonight, don't know what ferry. She's probably going to be in tears- she always is coming back from camp.
I have been cleaning up, preparing all of my life's belongings to either be packed away again or come with me to Reed; and this is worse than the first time because I was given the responsibility of a bunch of boxes packed in my childhood that have been in storage the whole time I've lived on B.I..
I have also been preparing inwardly to step on campus once more, as I am somewhat terrified I'll fall into old habits and feelings, and won't make friends again, but with the added new bonus of not having been academic or reading much English for a year, so trying to read anything except light fiction is a hassle.
I am also dealing with other preparations for campus; having scrapped the idea of a new computer this summer a while ago, I still have to deal with getting my classes together properly (mainly the credit for the classes I took in Taiwan and getting into second year Chinese) and getting my books, which I think I'm going to leave until I'm at school.
My medical issues are exciting; I am still in the process of getting new glasses that I will feel comfortable wearing in public, and those frames are being shipped as we speak although they do not yet have lenses. I have yet to work up the courage to leave a message on the machine of Dr. Jungkeit saying I want that timpanostomy, and lord knows there is not enough time to do that between now and wednesday night. I also would like one of those teethguard things for my arthritis (My arthritis! And I always thought I'd get it in my hands when I'm older, not in my jaw when I'm young yet) but that will probably happen in Portland, along with a routine checkup since I haven't been to the dentist since I can't remember.
I have a hair appointment on Tuesday and besides my dye job I am contemplating getting dreads. Thin ones! But.
My room is a mess.
I'm lonely.
I am grappling with my perceived need for a relationship with a woman. It is difficult since I am in love with a man who is fairly straight (Understatement of the Year!!) but slightly less so after seeing Vicky Christina Barcelona, a new Woody Allen film that mom, dad and Joanna and Jerry and I all went to see this evening. That was stressful too because everyone was stressing out about time and getting fed and stuff.
So another list, just to make my mother feel better, in some order of doing and importance:
Email Ditter
Call Jungkeit
Pack clothes
Pack important things
Movie in the morning tomorrow, kayaking after
Tuesday hair appt.
Take care of Alex regularly
Get Goetsch his book
Clean room
Relax
Umm... if there's other stuff it's off my mind. Started talking to Martin and that always makes me feel better.
Anyway, I'm out. See you guys later.
I do love you all, you know.
~K
Current Music: Turn A - Air Flower
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August 19th, 2008
| 10:21 pm - Awww
I'm really excited for J-Dorm life again. And not.
Here, have a video;
I can recognize all the voices in here. Except maybe the "Except not". That could be Guy, it could be one of the froshlings I don't know.
But awww I remember that microwave! I remember those voices! What fun!
I hope I have a good year this year. I am determined to. I just had a really creepy reading (tarot? What? I don't know, it's different but uses some tarot cards and some number cards and a layout I don't recognize) that makes me hopeful for the future for sure.
I just need to learn how to relax it says. And now that it says that? I don't think I know how. @_@
Anyway. To Reed! For good or bad, it is my second home.
~K
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August 16th, 2008
| 10:24 pm
This is unbelievable.
But it goes on.
Man. This is why I kind of "straddle the fence", if that's an appropriate term for what I do, between pro somethings and anti somethings- mainly with feminism and racism. Of course I understand and feel for feminism and anti-racist points of view, but sometimes...
In other news, I actually have quite a few news articles to talk about/link tonight. Some are a little old and I've been saving them for a post like this, but whatever.
First, contrary to this article's tagline, no new types of synesthesia have been discovered. Bloody normal people. All they've found is that, lo and behold how novel, synesthetes are better at correlating "Morse code-like" auditory patterns with visual representations of that pattern. Brilliance, guys, like totally woah. (Martin thinks I should write them a letter or at least comment on the site, I ranted at him about it for like five minutes XD)
Second, stop drinking bottled water. It's bad for the environment. "A family of three who rely exclusively on bottled water will, by the time the first child is 18, have already spent on that water the equivalent of that child's college education in a public university". Nuns have abstained from buying bottled water! So obviously it's a bad idea. This is also exciting to me because it comes on the tail of a funny diagnosis of my mother's headaches; she'd been drinking too much water, which drives the body to just flush it out, leaving you dehydrated and drinking water doesn't help. You actually ought to drink other fluids with stuff in them- pedialite and sports drinks in the Pocari Sweat vein are best. After years of people even bullying me to drink more water, not including my mom though, this makes me feel kind of justified in my hating to drink straight water =)
Speaking of which, this woman can light her water on fire, and unfortunately it's not a cool magic trick. Although I must admit it does make one think of a bunch of cool magic tricks that can be done with such water- she could totally sell it to magicians and stunt groups and circuses around the world and then have enough to pump in water from somewhere else =P
And the last note of the day, Steve Irwin's death was a contributing statistic to a rise in fatal or plain violent animal attacks on humans.Some people think it's the animals fighting back.
That's all for tonight folks! Now I'm going to watch Click and Clack, which is a show anyone who ever liked CarTalk even somewhat should watch.
Current Location: Steven and Marcellus - Hello
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August 14th, 2008
| 09:26 pm - El-jayyyy!
I'm sure a great deal of you have already heard, through some way or another, the further news about how LJ (who owns them now? I've lost track) wants to screw over users. If you haven't, I don't know if I would recommend reading it; but it's probably something you should see anyway.
I like lj. I've loved its format, how many people I can keep in touch with on here without actively using StalkerNet (Facebook or any other social networking service) to keep track of them; I like how my history is saved here. My user icons!
But this is getting ludiculous. I'm not even paying them any money anymore and I still feel like I'm doing something wrong by continuing to post. But this has always been my blog! And I thought it always would be... So much for open source. I wonder if they're suing the asses off of deadjournal etc. (if they're still around).
Ohh my eljay. Blogspot looks prettier and prettier each day. =(
Current Location: sadtown USA
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/000145d3) not too happy
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August 11th, 2008
| 09:08 pm - By the way, I've returned from Veg-Ass.
Alright, guys, I think I've found two boots that I would love to own.
Number 1: The Kate, by H-D. Obviously sturdy construction, plus rather cute, and probably fairly comfortable (supposedly has some sweat-wicking capabilities). However, it could be rather heavy, and it does carry the H-D logo, which I as the daughter of a Beemer dude cannot abide quite so much... But it's fairly minimized, and my own father has his own pair of Harley boots (they make good boots, what can I say) so really it's just a cosmetic decision. I can only find 4 customer reviews though, and all within the last month...
Number 2: The Hazlitt, by Steve Madden. These look exactly like the boots I've been looking for since my first pair wore out years ago. Reviews are glowing, although there seem to be only 9 reviews on the whole internet, within the last six months, and all within days of buying the boots- some first time internet shoe buyers, some just shoe-crazy people, whatever. Sounds like an insole may be required if you're lame, but I know I have loved my one pair of Steve Maddens in the past (those heels, Heels!! which I have now worn down to almost nothing- I have to hammer some new heels on those, that reminds me...)But, I just don't know about its durability which is a big issue after the Fluevogs, which were comfortable but have definitely passed their prime (split seams, one heel broke off on the trip, the leather is very easily marred).
So, fortunately I can buy the Hazlitts off of Zappos and return them for free if I find them lacking. But you know, that's a bit of a hassle, sooo I wanted to ask
If ANY of you have ever worn/purchased/had friends who've worn or purchased EITHER of these boots! Please tell me how that was.
Also don't tell me I should buy Dr. Marten's instead. Never liked the style too much, and the one time I did try them the shape was all wrong for my foot, so.
In other shoe news- I like these heeled boots a lot, may try them on if I go ahead and order the Hazlitts, and check out the difference between these two gladiator sandals- one and two.
Haha, lolwut? That should teach people about "High fashion" huh =P Man Las Vegas was a hoot, difficult as hell to go shopping in because I'm not that sort of person =P
Also isn't this boot nice? I like the review on Endless about it too =)
Anyway, a meme for thee--
 Take the Magic: The Gathering 'What Color Are You?' Quiz.
P.S. I'm a dork.
Current Location: Bainbridge Island, WA
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/00016s5f) accomplished
Current Music: GITS:SAC Soundtrack... generally...
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August 7th, 2008
| 12:28 pm - My dad is bubbling about BlackHat on the phone with my mother and it's adorable
I was just reading my mother's blog, and before that talking with my father over dinner- getting a bunch of the stories I wasn't told when I was a kid, it was awesome! I love my father =) - but anyway, just thinking about my mom's post. She talks about this thing toddlers of 2 apparently do, which is yoyo between being clingy and running off to do their own thing (a great example of which I just ran into in the elevator, a young boy with his mom and aunt, and he was soo excited to get out of the stroller, and tried to run out of the elevator before their actual floor, and then ran over to hug his aunt's knees, and then fell onto his knees and started crying- it was probably a very long, very exciting day for him in Vegas), and then she started talking about how that behaviour really just continues as you grow older, with the string of apartness just growing longer, and the reconnection time being very short.
So, mostly my mom's blog deals with understanding the divine, whatever that may be- a lot of it references religious texts (a lot of the Book of Thomas, some thing from the Gnostic Christian tradition), so of course this thought goes into the relationship most people have with the divine; we stay away for long periods of time, and return only briefly. Mom's closing note however was noting that she wanted to come back to the divine;
"I just know that today I am craving that closeness, that tenderness and comfort. Like this little dinghy, I want to sit in the lap of the divine and feel arms around me, holding me close."
So now I think- does this feeling ever change? Is it just that one loses ones parents and becomes lost, or interested in the divine? My mother lost both her parents in fairly traumatic ways, as any of you who've heard that soap opera story from me know, and shortly after her mother's death she started doing photography, which is now her prime motivation practically if not actually (her blog also discusses her photos- this particular entry I'm talking about is about a photo of a dinghy, actually). Was this just the losing thing? Mom was already into the divine...
Anyway, I'm getting off topic. What I was wanting to say is that this makes me think there isn't a lot more to adulthood than I already have. Hanging with Fritz and Josh and Dad as I have for the last few days, sure I act childish out of fun but sometimes I feel a lot more mature than some of these men. At this point, I have legally all the responsibilities an adult in our society requires, although my parents still want to give me food and things and I go to college so I'm not at the full time job supporting myself and my family stage yet; but I wonder really if that's all there is really left. All of us (I'm talking to you, Friends List) have pretty much learned a lot of what we need to learn to be independent; we are all of us mature and rational (mostly, or most of the time =P) and... I don't know. I'm thinking too fast for typing, so I keep getting distracted. But a lot of the adults I meet have their flaws that I find similarly in my contemporaries, and have for years.
I feel like... I don't know. As a child I thought adults were so qualitatively different; they knew everything, or at least had some answer to everything, and they had risen above the needs of my childhood; snuggles, cool toys. Love in the most basic sense, of just... holding, protecting.
But it really hasn't changed. My, ahem, mediaphile friends (;P) love their toys; they're just more practical now, or more complicated. More sophisticated. Love is also more sophisticated; but maybe it's this concept of the qualitative difference from childhood to adulthood love that leads to all these divorces in the modern world. What I get from Martin, besides our friendship, is definitely protection, care and snuggles, and a real, unconditional love; it's not that I'm beautiful (though he says that helps) or that I'm funny, or great in bed or smart or whatever people want from partners these days...
AND now it's been twelve hours. I've been so distracted, sorry -_-'' In any case. Adulthood = Attained already? I guess is the end point of this discussion.
Hmm.
~K
Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: VNV Nation
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August 3rd, 2008
| 08:45 am
Oh, by the way, I am currently in Bend =P Today I think we're heading into California- hopefully the flatland winds won't be as crazy today... It's funny, I think because of gripping the handrails to keep from blowing off, I'm building up that weird muscle that all the swordies get! DudeWTF.
Anyway, I'm writing from the motorcycle- we gotta head out soon. Hope y'all are doing good, because I'm not checking the f-list or facebook (except to update my status =P)
Love,
~K
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August 1st, 2008
| 11:27 pm - Ominosity, Fear, Loneliness- just one part of this emolicious breakfast!
To be honest, I'm kind of scared. I've seen/heard way too much bad things (I know, I didn't feel like correcting it =P) in the last seven hours; it makes me feel like ominousness.
Interrupt; also Dad's being a dick. It's because he has to do ALL the work. Which not only makes me angry at him because he's getting angry in general, but also at Fritz and Josh (and the other two guys that dropped out a little too) because they aren't taking any of the work. At all. Dad and I have been making all the arrangements and dealing with all the technical crap and finding all the gas stations (okay, so the first part was Dad, the gas stations are me)- basically all of the planning, route and otherwise, are on this side of the water. It's almost despicable!
In any case, omens. They scare me. And it's not like I'm a very willing participant in all this. It feels only slightly better than the obligation to go on that bike trip in eighth grade- Mom was all like, you need to go, and I thought I should because otherwise everyone might make fun of me, but they did anyway and I only had my fear as companion. My fear.
It's so weird. These last couple weeks I've realized that I may not be all the woman I thought myself to be- fearless, easy to deal with. I have food allergies (strawberries, raspberries) and preferences (whole milk since 1 and 2 percent make my stomach a little ticked) that must be kept in mind when keeping me around; I have these irrational fears of movement that make me feel like I am less awesome for having them. And I was so scared on the plane to minnesota! I don't even know why, but I was just terrified. I felt like how Sophie looks sometimes, when there's a stranger around or a loud sound that she doesn't understand- wide pupiled, hair raised, claws connected firmly to the ground.
Today was kind of like that. I've never done much city driving on a motorcycle before- by which I mean I've done none- and we went into Seattle today to do some last minute tuneups to Dad's bike. In the meantime, we had some errands to run, so the shop lent us a loaner bike, a crotch rocket if I ever saw one but the only one they had with a second seat. I was so scared, for me. Eeping on all the bumps, hanging on to those little handrails for dear life. Not a fun ride no.
But I was scared! Would I have been seven years ago? Seven years ago when I was that emo angry girl.
Naw, I prolly would've been ticked.
I'm ticked now. This is all so frustrating. I wish I didn't have to go- but it's been too late to say no for a long time. We've bought the gear, we've made the reservations. Dad got the idea in his head, and lord knows that's hard enough to do. Get him to do something. And it's good, because I just need to get out of this house... I feel like I'm turning against everyone but Alex, Pippa and Sophie (my cats). And Nemo, since I can't ever really be angry at my sweet puppy. Poor puppy.
I miss Ali. I miss my friends back in Portland, back at Reed. I miss Martin.
I wish I could cry out.
I love you guys, you know. Just so you know. Like if i don't come back or sumthin'.
~K
Current Mood: worried
Current Music: Gankutsuou - Kaishou
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| 04:07 pm
Oh, uhh, Rabbit Rabbit.
Also I am going to be missing for some time as I travel down to Nevada with my father on his motorcycle. We may or may not be bringing my computer along. Sooo yeah.
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July 30th, 2008
| 08:11 pm - YAY WE GOT PICTURE
Alright! So I just posted all the pictures that I haven't posted from my camera since July 4th.
AUGH TAGS I WILL KILL THEM
There are a few more pictures to come from my cellphone, but that will happen lay-terr.... *dies*
In the meantime! Look it's me and Darin. We're AWESOME.
EDIT: By the way, for those of you who somehow missed this fact, Darin and I have been friends over the internet for ten years. That's a whole decade. Yes, we are that old. XD
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July 29th, 2008
| 01:22 am - American Adventure
"After a while, you forget they're even there."
I'm sitting, smiling, listening
the men work and complain
Those who would yell at them
for putting a ladder in their way.
The sun has just set;
i have only just left this time,
This one time,
two friends of ten years meet.
America surrounds me,
with the sounds of drawls
Hodgepodge of languages,
cellphones, children.
The announcement is calling
"Andy, this is your conscience.
only you can hear me.
If you've been good,
rub your head."
Each plane leaving,
takes another bunch
To another place,
somewhere past the clouds.
Touchdown.
All those who go before me
are the rain in my veins,
Always falling.
this is the blessing and curse of mankind;
How connected we are,
how much we need that connection.
It's twilight now,
and I watch the tails of planes
Sail slowly by,
making those hangar lights twinkle like stars.
There are those who have never
raised into the air,
Taken flight to somewhere different.
Do we ever really?
i have been across the world,
And yet I never have felt
that I was a thousand li from home.
( =) )
Okay, cool. Now I'm home. I've decided I will post the pictures maybe later, as it's nearly 1:30 and I ought to practice getting to bed earlier. (But I'm not tired, body whines at me! XD)
I love you guys, you know. Especially you, Darin.
Oh! And I petted a toad! It was awesome XD
Current Mood: calm
Current Music: Explosions in the Sky (funny band to listen to in the air XD)
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July 27th, 2008
 | 07:14 pm - By the way, in no particular order
A) I won the Taiwanese lottery (by which I mean I won 200 nt, equivalent to maybe $10 USD?)
B) I have now been to Mall of America
C) Darin is Awesome
D) I visited a Walmart for the second time in my life
E) I ate Coldstone Icecream for the first time in my life
F) I am having the nastiest cramp I've had in years
G) I will be visiting a Whitecastle (?) for the first time
H) Umm... Oh! I played Pokemon pearl and Twilight Princess, I like Pokemon =P Plus the DS is fun.
That's all for now. Pictures to come when I return. (Promise there will be pictures of me and Darin, they just haven't been taken yet =P)
~K
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/0000h4g1) energetic
Current Music: Iwasaki Tarou - Rap wa Kan no tamashii da! (etc. etc.)
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July 24th, 2008
| 08:00 pm
By the way. I was looking at CNN.com (unusual A) when I saw an ad for Soul Calibur on the side (unusual B) and... I could've sworn I saw Yoda and Darth Vader along with Ivy and Mitsurugi (Unusual C!?)
Okay. WTF.
Anyway. Other exciting news of the day- tomorrow I'm going to Minnesota to see Darin (WOAHRJKDKSHEXCITED) and today I heard Obama's voice for the first time while listening to NPR.
If I wasn't a fan before, I am now. His voice is very nice =)
Annnd now upon actually reading the Soul Calibur IV website, it seems that the next one is based in 16th century.. *Irken Tallest accent* Earth...
And yes, there are jedi. Well, it looks like mostly Sith, but yes.
WTFKJ guys?
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| 12:20 am - Okay, there requires to be one last video of cute.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OV8SU2DH9tg
Red panda behbeh?! I explode with delight!
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July 23rd, 2008
| 11:44 pm - Mustelid OBERLOWAADDD
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TwbVQetLqfM
I can't get over the squeekin'. SQWEEK! SQUEEEEAAAKKK
So, what I've been doing for today the sick thing, is look at horrible shoppin's (http://photoshopdisasters.blogspot.com/) and an offshoot of that, aptly called Judge A Book By Its Cover (http://judgeabook.blogspot.com/), and then somehow got horribly, horribly sidetracked to http://www.CuteOverload.com/, mostly the "Interspecies Snorgling" tag, which includes the video I will shortly list but will first warn you twofold about:
1. Turn off the sound. It is not neccessary for this video and is way too cheesy, and will definitely not help you to prevent
2. May induce copious tears of Awwww. I started crying like a little girl watching this right as my dad comes up to my room to ask if I want to watch TV with him. And I'm all like, *snurfle sniffle* Sure *sniff* Dad, hold on a sec? *wipe face blow nose*
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=adYbFQFXG0U
It was rather silly. I have sent it his way and will be very curious to see what he does.
Then again, I cried at Wall-E too, for the awww. I think mom and dad were a little sniffly at that, mom mostly because of her environmentalist stuff and dad... Who knows. He'd never tell or he'd have to kill you. XD
Anyway, I am probably overloaded for today. Kittens. Gawwww.
OH WAIT IT'S A BOXING FAN
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=si4go3Hraq8
I must stop. -_-''
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July 10th, 2008
| 12:05 am
The Tallest was right. LAZERS. (intentionally misspelled)
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July 9th, 2008
| 08:20 pm - SCIENCE PEOPLE
Do you hate pipetting? I know I do.
"No more pipetting late at night."
I... Don't... Know. I don't think it's a hoax- it's just a very bizarrely advertised scientific product.
But, it works. I don't think I'll ever forget epMotion for my possible pipetting needs in the future.
(you can download the song at the very bottom of the page, if you just can't stop listening to it)
Current Music: some band - It's Called epMotion
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| 02:15 pm
According to Wikipedia (and an article I can't access because it forwards me onto the Reed College weblogin, which I can't log into because I don't have access until I'm back at college), male earwigs have two independent and fully functional penises.
That's not that back bit is it?!?!
Ugh earwigs. Wish they had stayed in Europe.
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July 4th, 2008
| 09:54 pm - Long ago, Far away.
I said a while back I promised to tell you more about my trip to the islands.
Well, it's a little late; but here it is. I finally got around to uploading my pictures, so I revisited my journey.
I went up to the islands with mom- we stayed at this double-wide my mother bought from a very nice old woman in the middle of Shaw Island. First day mostly dealt with getting Nemo properly fed and to shut up- he was on a sugar high after discovering a half of an apple fritter left in the car, and eating it. He's diabetic- did I tell you guys that? They only discovered this while I was gone. He was manic the whole trip.
But, after having a fun couple games of UpWords (like scrabble, but moving up- and then an invented version we made up involving the use of plausible fake words, but no actual words, at least that you know of), we went to sleep. Cold. Really damn cold. But comfy.
We woke in the morning, and went to see our good friend Carol presenting her and our good friend Lola's trip to Morocco. (Which I used to think was a city, not a country XD). It was amusing, but we were all curious further because yesterday we had run into Carol on the ferry after she had gone through a "procedure" on the mainland. I saw Jody Schmidt, mother of Ali's best friend in childhood there, who is now doing Global Relations or some shit at Western? Or the UW? I dunno. And we also saw this woman, whose name quite unfortunately escapes me but who I have known since before I moved to Shaw (I.E. maybe 5, maybe earlier), and she was so, so happy to see me. I remembered her face- I hadn't seen her in probably eight or nine years.
After the rather enjoyable presentation (which was obviously through the viewpoint of someone who had never studied Islam =P but that's cool) my mother and I went to South Beach with the dog, a place I spent a lot of summer time at when I was small. The Big Rock was just a little taller than I was- much different from times when to climb it was a challenge, to stand atop it a feat, towering over my peers. The mist, still flying off the water at noon, I thought at first to be blowing sand, and I covered my eyes. Nemo and I played for a while, running and fetching and digging.
But soon it was time for me to catch my ferry. I rode alone to Friday Harbour, where I had spent my hated middle school years, and where I had lived for a whole nine months, quite possibly less than the time I spent in Taibei but I have no dates to confirm. I visited my old middle school; it was where my feet took me as I got off the ferry. I thought I had forgotten the way. But no, there it was, as it has been since before I was born (mostly, but the main buildings are over 100 years old and the glass is running). I walked around it, took pictures- you can see those in my Flickr if you care to look. All I had was my cellphone though for this whole trip, so all the photos are of rather poor quality. =/
But then I just wandered around, soaking up warmth, revisiting old stores and walks. Kept running into this bus called "Downtown Dog" which upon research on the internet reveals itself to be a bus between dog owners and a dogwash. The dogs were sure happy, it looked like a retired people's home's bus full of canines, barking and playing. Eventually I made it to the Whale Museum, which I had visited on several fieldtrips in childhood- not a lot had changed, but it was still pretty cool. And only three bucks entry for a college student! Awesome.
Eventually I went down to the ferry, ate some french fries with tartar sauce and an orange juice for "lunch". I ate near the ice cream place Dad and I always used to get icecream at when we came into town to get groceries (right by the docks), so I went in and got Bubble Gum icecream, in that particular shade of blue (but no bubble gum pieces, sigh.) Returning to my seat watching the ferries come in, an elderly couple asked to sit by me and I of course said yes (there were few benches, and many were full) so they did. We chatted for a while- they have land on Lopez, but are seattleites. The woman played violin for the Seattle Symphonic Orchestra for years- she played The Nutcracker ballet, all those years I went to see it with my mother at Christmas before we left the mainland.
I don't know how long we talked, but eventually they needed to catch their ferry home. I never got their names. Shortly after, I caught mine too, after an unsuccessful call to Packard and a short call to Martin on my cellphone. I had ramen for dinner, mom had oatmeal, and I took a bath in our super-sulfurous water and pretended it was a hotspring. It worked. =P
That night I turned up the heat, but shortly grew too hot, and was inable to cool down for the rest of the night. =P Lolz.
The next morning was ear-ly. We were headed over to Orcas to see Ali at camp. 7:00 am ferry. gaahahh. I had read till 1:30 am, as well, a book of Jewish Short Stories that was very interesting.
So we visited her. That was cool. I loved seeing Camp Four Winds again! It's still so beautiful! And uniforms, and announcements... I really hope I can work there next year. (And if I do, to not go insane. =P)
The rest of that day I'll write about later. It includes seeing this and stuff. But the fireworks are starting to go off, so I should go down the spit and things. And then maybe see Chuckles if I can.
I love you.
~K
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July 3rd, 2008
| 11:04 pm - Airships.
They're coming, they're coming, they're coming.
No seriously guys! This is totally what Alderaan did to keep their lands pristine. I mean seriously. I don't remember anything about Biodiesel, and I think wind helped power those, but this is finally coming! Hooray! Maybe I will be an airship pirate before I am dead =D
EDIT: Here, I just went and looked it up and took a picture with my cell:( I Lj-cut the picture for stretching. =P )
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July 2nd, 2008
| 07:59 pm
The findings suggest to Griffiths that hallucinogenic drugs may provide a way to investigate the neurobiology of religious experiences by evoking in the lab the kinds of mystical experiences traditionally achieved by prayer, meditation, or fasting. Would the drug have the same effect on a group of atheist or agnostic subjects? "We're dying to do that study," he says.
Man. In this I really feel the cycle of technology coming back around. William James, where are you?
(the answer in my head, spoken by the picture of him as a total badass somewhere in Colombia, is something to the effect of doin' coke and slappin' bitches)
Ahem. In any case. I have a couple things to offer you, my disinterested readership.
I was in the dining room when I heard the first of several loud, rolling rumbles. It is still light, so I couldn't imagine it'd be the fireworks- besides, the noise was less of a pop than a "brrrumm!bbummmbmmm.." Then I thought maybe they were bombing, but I saw no flashes. But of course the clouds, while light and misty, are from sealevel to the mile up they're supposed to be at, so it'd be very hard to tell with light refraction. The cats all started whining, and coming in, and the dog stayed very close.
Then, all of a sudden, the sky breaks and rain pours down.
Duh! It's thunder! XD
And of course now I hear the Indians lighting their fireworks. In the rain. They're funny people, across the water. I don't know much about other reservations farther away than what I can see and hear around this time of year, but our Suquamish folk love their fireworks.
But, the rain's letting up; and it's starting to get a little darker. All the same. I think I couldn't process thunder in this locale- I think the last time I heard thunder in Washington State was... Well, I don't know. It's not a common occurence in this country. I even remember the strange silent storm I sailed through that one time, where the lightning hit the still water and made ripples- what a trip that was! But no thunder.
In other news, I think this article is fairly interesting- concerning why you poor, sweet nerdy guys I know don't get the girls. I think it's a little interpretive, but fairly interesting (and certainly amusing) nonetheless.
Current Mood: clear
Current Music: CLOI:OST - House of Sacred Remains
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July 1st, 2008
| 04:26 pm
Golden Stingray Migration
I dunno. I think it's pretty cool.
Why am I sooo tired? Gah.
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| 12:17 am - Almost been a year since I got my tattoo!
Rabbit rabbit.
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June 30th, 2008
| 10:39 am
Some cool stuff I found reading Reddit today:
Wolverine frogs
Supersize scorpion (?) fossil (Why couldn't it have been a crab, if all they have is this big honkin' claw?)
Voorwerpsin spaaacceee
And this article on homosexuality and genetics seems interesting but in my early morning stupor I've barely been able to parse it. XD
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/0000py90) groggy
Current Music: Avatar Sdtrk - Tsungi Horn
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June 27th, 2008
| 05:57 pm
Hi guys. I'm alive. =P
Mom and I went up north to visit the Islands. That was an experience, I can tell you. So much has changed. People have grown older. Trees have been cut down and houses built where once was virgin wilderness.
My old Orcas house, though, looks almost exactly the same from the outside.
More later, I'm trying to get back to everyone XD
~K loves you and wonders why her dog is insane
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June 22nd, 2008
| 05:59 pm - Lol, whut?
http://www.timesonline.co.uk/tol/news/world/article2194682.ece
Tagline? "China tells living Buddhas to obtain permission before they reincarnate".
Current Mood: is this fo' realz?
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June 20th, 2008
| 11:28 pm - :emo emo emo:
I haven't thought of it for months.
And then all of a sudden, it's all I can think about.
Wimmin. -_- It must be the hormones. Missing touch. You know.
I suppose I hold regret. Me! Regret! How bizarre. Maybe it's just the hormones that make it regret rather than just sad memories- but I hold regret for not following through with Shleydens that afternoon when I had the perfect chance, and then losing even my friendship with her, and losing track of both Lisa and Lily over the years. I've not been very good with women in the past.
So having had this crush as long as I have, I don't want to let it turn into another one of these stories.
God it's stupid. I'm playing this song to death so I'll stop hurting when I listen to it. I just can't believe myself.
I'm always the one who counsels. And now I feel like I need advice? This is just a weird day, is all. A weird two days.
I just can't do it. I'll be fine in a few- the hormones will have finally left me, and I'll be free of all this crazy birth control crap.
Hopefully. Of course I get back again about the time Martin comes into the country... XD
It's not like I even have a chance. No era, no circumstance. Sigh.
EDIT: Hoshit. Could I be going through Okami withdrawal? I haven't played these last couple days and these are the couple days with the weird things I've been doing... XD
Current Mood: apathetic
Current Music: Bellefire - What Hurts The Most
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June 19th, 2008
| 10:20 pm - Hoshit I watched TV. And. I liked it. *gasp*
Right. Weird thing. I was watching tv earlier.
My parents and I were watching Two and a Half Men, because they do that, and I like hanging out with them even if it's not as much talking as usual- and The Office came on, and they stayed through a couple minutes and then left, and at first I thought they'd come back but after a while they didn't and I was just bored so I kept watching.
And then this thing called Last Comic Standing came on.
Amazing thing! An American show invited foreigners to participate. In only one section of the multivarious auditions (another section held in Toronto? was for Canadians though, that's cool too) so we got lots of brits (british humour = best), some irish folk, an israeli, a couple aussies (You know, I am starting to think I just don't like those blokes stereotypically, nice as they may be) a turk, an armenian, a frenchman who was very funny but didn't make the semi finals and I was sad, and a Hindu. He was funny, and cute, and had that adorable accent =)
I'm so rooting for him. I also like the token Asian. All we got was a sound blip of her from her audition earlier, which was her making fun of Chinese- "Ching cheng whaat ma?" I lol'd. =P
Anyway I'm hooked. Why do I just love standup so much? It's great. There are some folks that made it to the semi-finals I just don't know how they got there- taste. But, you know, I'm excited to see the semi-finals! I am only sorry I'll miss it because I'll be up in the islands =(
Anyway. Odd note of the day.
Don't even think about suggesting I go into that line of work. First of all I suck at making shit up, which you do have to do sometimes, good comic or not. Second, all my jokes would be about video games, ancient cultures and Azns. And maybe awful popular fiction (IMO, Harry Potter. Please do not kill me. I would not make Abetter Cadaver!! XD yeah that was bad. I just made that shit up. You see what I mean?) Annd that doesn't translate well to most folks =P
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/00015dfg) amused
Current Music: (Okami sdtrk) Masami Ueda - Oni Island
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| 02:33 pm - stolen from cacahuate.
And I quote:
" You know how sometimes people on your friend's list post about stuff going on in their life, and all of a sudden you think "Wait a minute? Since when are they working THERE? Since when are they dating HIM/HER? since when???" And then you wonder how you could have missed all that seemingly pretty standard information, but somehow you feel too ashamed to ask for clarification because it seems like info you *should* already know? It happens to all of us sometimes.
Please copy mine below, erase my answers putting yours in their place then post it in your journal! Please elaborate on the questions that would benefit from elaboration! One-Word-Answers seldom help anyone out :)"
( 1. First Name: )
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| 01:04 am - Audiophiliac
Oh god
I'm in loooovveeeee
*drools over Ushiwaka's theme music, and the possible love story between Okikurmi and Amaterasu*
Ooohhhh drooolll. Now I know where people get the inclination to do fanfiction.
I am only going to do fanart. I should totally post this preliminary sketch I did, I'm really proud of it... *^-^*
*squee*
I love this game. Have I told you guys that? This game is the best game ever. No wonder I'm ripping through it faster than a dog through old seal meat.
P FUCKING S THIS SONG MAKES ME WANT TO DO NAUGHTY THINGS (Confronting Ushiwaka, disc 2 track 16, WHYYY can't it be longer?)
I definitely am having issues waiting with Martin to return. Not only because I like Martin, but he also has the whole soundtrack (minus the Piano Arrange(ments), but that's weird and separate.)
No but seriously. This is kind of like how I want to bone fabulous writing (and kind of their writers). I bet if Hiroshi Yamaguchi and Rei Kondo loved me and did some extended versions of these songs, or composed me a track all to myself, I'd bone them.
GAAHH audiophilia. -_-()()
Current Mood: ![[mood icon]](http://pics.livejournal.com/_kasuri_/pic/0000sf9g) sexy
Current Music: Okami Soundtrack- Red Helmet's Extermination
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June 17th, 2008
| 08:55 pm - Abney Park?
I've been hearing about this Abney Park for some time now. I finally decided to check them out when I was finally given a link to their music in my websearch.
Overall I am non-plussed. Their music is great but the lyrics/singing... Not so great? But I am actually posting this because they're apparently from Seattle, and no-one thought to alert me.
Whut???
Also I do like this "crew of drunken pirates, we're the only airship pirates" line in Airship Pirate. Buttt... It's going to take me quite a bit of listening that I am not prepared to do to start liking them.
Anyone else want to tell me why I should like them? I'm happy with instrumentals, but.
Current Mood: At place
Current Music: Abney Park - Sleep Isabella
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June 13th, 2008
| 04:08 pm
And then today I wake up with the headache from yesterday going full force, and my ears are ringing so badly and are so full I can barely hear or stand without falling over.
The ringing is gone, now, and most of the pain, but it's all I can do with my makeshift fucking hot compress to keep it from coming back. And I'm not taking fucking aspirin.
Okay, that's just because I don't know where it is. But seriously.
I'm actually blaming going off birth control. I'm doing this experiment this summer, since I'm obviously not going to be having sex with Martin an ocean away, and I've not been off of it longer than a day (technically, a week and a day, since the Nuvaring has to be left out for a full week) since just before India, and my hearing problems have been since then. So I almost wonder if I, which my crazy fucking biochemistry, have been reacting in a funny way to being on birth control, and now that I'm off my ears are trying to heal themselves (did I say this? That my eardrums "have extensive scarring"? That scares me) and maybe it's just the pain that comes with healing.
I don't know. But I'm really angry. Because I have stuff to do and people to call and when I can't hear or balance properly without feeling faint it's really hard to do.
And I've played Okami for today, mom wants me not on that. ... Still... Nevermind. Maybe I'm just going through a hormone surge, not being regulated and all.
Maybe I'll be happy. Huh.
This will be a time, that is for sure.
*mild fuming*
~K
P.S. Don't forget I love you. =)
Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: humming. Lots of noises I can't properly recognize. At least I can hear if not differentiate.
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June 9th, 2008
June 3rd, 2008
| 11:18 pm
WoW fans-
Just ran across this on the interwebs. Weirdmadness.
http://figureprints.com/
For custom figures of your character.
For the hugest dork in your life.
In other news, I'm still jetlagged pretty bad =/ And I still don't have Ookami.
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