A correction
Sep. 1st, 2003 12:13 amHaving read through GB#22 in detail - when ever did a manga tankoubon take as long as this? - I find that I misattributed the speech bubble order, and it was Emishi's sick and twisted imagination. So. He was trying to get Amon to stay.
*whistles innocently*
(They figured it out, in case you were worried: Amon sucks the lifeforce out of his surroundings, but one is safe staying twenty feet away and conversing through a megaphone. I foresee that this will constitute a challenge to the fandom.)
( story-type spoilers )
I have to say this volume has been very pretty. Yami no Matsuei levels of pretty, even, with all the double-page battle spreads.
Now for real life (待っていたね…多分): party at Ced's last night. Made okonomiyaki (every attempt is an incremental improvement. I think I should let them cook for longer, though). Ced made lasagna; Tania brought apple pie; there were at various times corn and merguez sausages and barbecue chicken and durian fruit. Lots of wine. Tail-end of the evening, turned down the lights and DJ'd Ced's excellent bass-tastic sound-system set-up for perhaps the best basement dance party evar. Actually all we did was put on New Order's "International", PSB's "Discography" and the Tommy february6 album (i.e. best synthy electrofunk jpop album of 2002), but that's all it takes, right? XD
Decided overconsumption of alcohol and underconsumption of water, car trip back to Tania's unpleasant and involved dumping contents of my stomach on innocently bystanding lawns. Nevertheless, no hangover. Apparently my body just doesn't do those, though it's quite willing to give me a headache for oversleeping on non-festive weekends.
*whistles innocently*
(They figured it out, in case you were worried: Amon sucks the lifeforce out of his surroundings, but one is safe staying twenty feet away and conversing through a megaphone. I foresee that this will constitute a challenge to the fandom.)
( story-type spoilers )
I have to say this volume has been very pretty. Yami no Matsuei levels of pretty, even, with all the double-page battle spreads.
Now for real life (待っていたね…多分): party at Ced's last night. Made okonomiyaki (every attempt is an incremental improvement. I think I should let them cook for longer, though). Ced made lasagna; Tania brought apple pie; there were at various times corn and merguez sausages and barbecue chicken and durian fruit. Lots of wine. Tail-end of the evening, turned down the lights and DJ'd Ced's excellent bass-tastic sound-system set-up for perhaps the best basement dance party evar. Actually all we did was put on New Order's "International", PSB's "Discography" and the Tommy february6 album (i.e. best synthy electrofunk jpop album of 2002), but that's all it takes, right? XD
Decided overconsumption of alcohol and underconsumption of water, car trip back to Tania's unpleasant and involved dumping contents of my stomach on innocently bystanding lawns. Nevertheless, no hangover. Apparently my body just doesn't do those, though it's quite willing to give me a headache for oversleeping on non-festive weekends.