Jul. 11th, 2005

petronia: (fine time)
My Fantasia schedule in LJ to-do list. Quite a lot of boring data entry as you can see. Montrealers on my flist, feel free to bug me before or after any of these, if you happen to be attending the same screening or in the environs of Guy-Concordia.

Will blog about my weekend tomorrow, at length. Meanwhile Mirage-reading-wise I wanted to note that after I finished Exaudi Nos (the story not the entire book, trying to do the in-continuity ones first) I read the Chiaki-centric story in Shinku no hata wo hirugaese, because I'd read half of it already and wanted to know what happened. ^^; Basically, it goes like this. )

She's an odd lady, is Kuwabara-sensei. But I liked it quite a bit. It's set between books 9 and 10 but written quite recently - late 2003 - and it feels like her writing's improved even since Karin no oukoku. Also I'm amused to note that even when Naoe and Takaya's relations were at their absolute nadir they were still perfectly capable of holding a civil conversation, as long as it was gossiping about Chiaki's private affairs. :P

Now I'm reading the first story in the book, Futari no botan. It's set between books 2 and 3, and ARGH SO CUTE. Like reading Initial D. T_T Except with ghosts in the girls' locker room and... I don't think it's really supposed to be scary, but believe it or not I was kind of freaked out walking home through the park tonight. XD Maybe because it's July, and summer nights are for ghost stories - so say the Japanese methinks, and I'm on that calendar thanks to Fantasia. My Julys see enough drowned girl-children in white (her tangled black hair hanging in her face no doubt). Of course Chiaki didn't turn a hair.
petronia: (sea and sky)
Wearing a black t-shirt with white edging I bought in Shanghai in '98, a white skirt I bought in Shanghai in '04, and black velour sandals with white sequins I bought in Chinatown a month ago. All I can think when I catch a glimpse of myself in shop window glass is that I should get an iPod Shuffle to wear around my neck, that would really complete the outfit.

I've been lying low on the downloading/uploading from work front, but today I'm thinking eh, screw that. Got to run, though, so not many files to make up for it.

My Little Airport - Victor, Fly me to Stafford
My Little Airport - My Little Banana
My Little Airport - Faye Wong, About Your Eyebrows
(best song title ever, you have to admit)

Chinese indie keyboard twee-pop discovered by [livejournal.com profile] smurfmatic in Hong Kong. (I'm thinking of [livejournal.com profile] moderntime as I write this. XD) Most of the songs on the album are in English, run less than 2:30 and have a title like [name], [quirky question]. The musical etymology is direct. Pretty stuff, though.

(Does anyone want me to upload songs by the artists I saw at Jazz Fest, or... other stuff?)

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