The write-up of Mirage of Blaze I kept saying I was going to do

I also keep saying that I won't let Kuwabara Mizuno abuse me anymore, and yet it doesn't stop. =_= Whyyyy?

( A pieced-together version of the backstory that makes sense, more or less )

...This may be the single most depressive entry I've ever written; I look forward to seeing what the ljArchive regressive analysis makes of it. =_= Most of the missing details come from Book 5 Chapter 3, in which the plot stops dead on a dime so that Naoe can wander around Nara Koen and angst/reminisce. The locale is portrayed in evocative detail, actually, to the extent that I'd probably be reminded of this scene if I ever visited there. ^^; In general I find myself mapping impressions of my own treks around Beijing and Hangzhou to the "feel" of this particular book in the series.

And now to contextualise my "informative" posts

Arf, if they are going to push the warehouse training session back the least they could do is inform the participants, so I do not go walking into a random client meeting OMGWTF. x_x

...Anyway. I'm pathetically glad to have finished writing that last MoB-related entry. XD It was eating at me; probably not apparent just from looking at my lj entries, but if you talked to me on MSN this week you got an extensive MoB rant. If you talked to me twice, you got two rants. That's the kind of fandom week it was. Anime aside, post chapter 3 the UST in book 5 thickens enough to stand a spoon in. Back to the X-Files fandom again (not that I appear to have escaped it ever ahaha), but I am INCREDIBLY weak against scenes of bumming-around-in-hotel-room-late-at-night-discussing- wacky-esoterica. Perhaps I secretly think the perfect relationship is all about... attending conventions together?

That can't be right.

(Hayami Sho in interview, possibly funnier than Seki was: "The hotel room scene. You know the one I mean. ...It's the hotel I always stay at when I'm in Kyoto. So during recording everyone was doing their thing, and I was standing there like, my God, is that MY hotel room? It's my hotel room! :O")

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Completely unrelatedly, does any other child of the eighties remember mpreg gag episodes on the Cosby Show? x_x