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Square-Enix marches on to further capture every bit of my soul and my wallet. I'm amazed they haven't yet... but they are getting there. Here is the most recent of my sad, obsessed tale. Used the weekend to catch up on many things... okay, video games and anime, leave me alone my hand hurt. Finished Kingdom Hearts 2 again, because... I had to. That's all there was to it. Fucking Xigbar, man. But that was fine, I go through it... only to forget what a bitch Saix is on his last health bar. I can't recall all of the curses used, but "mother fucking dog-man" and "Axel's worst mistake" were in there somewhere. Also lots of "SORA WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING WHY DON'T YOU____ WHEN I TELL YOU TO _____?!?!" But that was later soothed by getting to stare and Riku's ass again finally so yay. Once again the ending leaves me with a longing for their happy ending, so I guess we'll see. (Though I believe we all suspect it won't be entirely happy... but you know, I'm sick enough to enjoy that. Nomura's influence, certainly.)
And by some miracle I actually finished a recent anime, Durarara!!. Still love Shizuo. More than I should. Not that I don't enjoy Celty. (A Dullahan named Celty makes me laugh. So much. But Shizuo makes me laugh a lot more.) Not that I wouldn't love to see it continue, but it was quite good on its own.Then my poisoned little mind actually went out and found some doujinshi that is mostly shit but one was too cracky not to enjoy and the other is... satisfying. Leave me alone.
Okay, so. At the insistence of a few (and one VERY LOUD INSISTENCE OVER AND OVER AGAIN) I finally watched over the past week, and finished early early this morning, Kuroshitsuji. Guys. All you had to say was "restrained demon in ripped suit being whipped by angel" and I'd have been right there. Alright, yes, Sebastian on his own is worth the look, but it was on my looooooong list of catching up to do. So I caught up. Um, yes. If there was an anime made specifically for my tastes, that'd be it. Yes. Much. Perfect. If anything describes my instant love for the series it would be that corset scene. The whipping came later and becomes an even more enormous fetish party when watched again after the last episode. Kink on top of kink on top of whoot. The whole ridiculous luscious mess of fuck awesome and hilarity was... just that. And I was so worried the ending would be a complete cop-out, but... perfection. Perfection. That's all I have to say. I... would consider... paying for this anime. Yeah. Whoa.I've got enough rage to make a contract with a demon, right..? The fact that I actually had a dream last night where I was Sebastian says something. But no, I didn't get to do anything cool. *mutters*
So. S-E. ...Come on, already. Let's get a decent Sebastian (of course I've already looked for figures) and a Shizuo to me as soon as possible. You know I'll pay. With money. And possibly organs. And it's not like you don't already have my soul, greedy bastards. Greedy, magnificent bastards. I PRACTICALLY WORK FOR YOUR PRODUCTS, YOU KNOW THAT. Ahem. Well, it only took how many years to get a Zack, so... I guess I'll have to keep myself alive a bit longer. And work more. *sigh*
Yeah, I needed all of that. I didn't get to saw open anyone's jugular with a butter knife. It would have been too many, and that would have taken too long. And I guess it isn't fair to kill he messenger. Point being and long, pissy story short--it's illegal to have an oven in an in-law apartment here. Meaning, after renovation is done... I can't have an oven. I'm quite certain you can imagine my reaction to that. The only way it might be overturned is with several hundreds of dollars worth of inspections, permits, and months of legal shit. The legal shit would be fine, I'm very good at being a thorn in the sides of however many people I need to. The money isn't worth it. So... I don't know. In a few months I'll look at toaster ovens I guess. And a hot plate of some kind. Mother fuckers. I just need to get out of this state. Nothing fun is legal without thousands of dollars and dozens of permits. Was also looking at great big mattress alternatives, but I'm not sure what might be best. It'll be worked out later, anyway. Too damn tired and focused on other things to care.
Yup, the links just keep adding up, as do all of the comments I have to get back to. Yay/boo extended projects. I'll get there. Very slowly editing DarkHorse, too. It'll never be perfect, but it'll be more readable. More... when I can manage.
And by some miracle I actually finished a recent anime, Durarara!!. Still love Shizuo. More than I should. Not that I don't enjoy Celty. (A Dullahan named Celty makes me laugh. So much. But Shizuo makes me laugh a lot more.) Not that I wouldn't love to see it continue, but it was quite good on its own.
Okay, so. At the insistence of a few (and one VERY LOUD INSISTENCE OVER AND OVER AGAIN) I finally watched over the past week, and finished early early this morning, Kuroshitsuji. Guys. All you had to say was "restrained demon in ripped suit being whipped by angel" and I'd have been right there. Alright, yes, Sebastian on his own is worth the look, but it was on my looooooong list of catching up to do. So I caught up. Um, yes. If there was an anime made specifically for my tastes, that'd be it. Yes. Much. Perfect. If anything describes my instant love for the series it would be that corset scene. The whipping came later and becomes an even more enormous fetish party when watched again after the last episode. Kink on top of kink on top of whoot. The whole ridiculous luscious mess of fuck awesome and hilarity was... just that. And I was so worried the ending would be a complete cop-out, but... perfection. Perfection. That's all I have to say. I... would consider... paying for this anime. Yeah. Whoa.
So. S-E. ...Come on, already. Let's get a decent Sebastian (of course I've already looked for figures) and a Shizuo to me as soon as possible. You know I'll pay. With money. And possibly organs. And it's not like you don't already have my soul, greedy bastards. Greedy, magnificent bastards. I PRACTICALLY WORK FOR YOUR PRODUCTS, YOU KNOW THAT. Ahem. Well, it only took how many years to get a Zack, so... I guess I'll have to keep myself alive a bit longer. And work more. *sigh*
Yeah, I needed all of that. I didn't get to saw open anyone's jugular with a butter knife. It would have been too many, and that would have taken too long. And I guess it isn't fair to kill he messenger. Point being and long, pissy story short--it's illegal to have an oven in an in-law apartment here. Meaning, after renovation is done... I can't have an oven. I'm quite certain you can imagine my reaction to that. The only way it might be overturned is with several hundreds of dollars worth of inspections, permits, and months of legal shit. The legal shit would be fine, I'm very good at being a thorn in the sides of however many people I need to. The money isn't worth it. So... I don't know. In a few months I'll look at toaster ovens I guess. And a hot plate of some kind. Mother fuckers. I just need to get out of this state. Nothing fun is legal without thousands of dollars and dozens of permits. Was also looking at great big mattress alternatives, but I'm not sure what might be best. It'll be worked out later, anyway. Too damn tired and focused on other things to care.
Yup, the links just keep adding up, as do all of the comments I have to get back to. Yay/boo extended projects. I'll get there. Very slowly editing DarkHorse, too. It'll never be perfect, but it'll be more readable. More... when I can manage.
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What the hell? I guess there's some point to conservative complaints about over-regulation, after all.
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