Quick update before bed
Jul. 11th, 2005 01:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
petroniaMy 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:
Naoe: Leonardo da Vinci was a genius at psychological portraiture.
Chiaki: Um.
Natsumi: Hey, little brother!
Chiaki: You're hot.
Natsumi: Actually I have a pseudo-incestuous crush on my other brother who's not really related to me.
Chiaki: Well, damn. What are the odds?
Takaya: I will be as perceptive concerning your relationship problems as I'm dense concerning my own.
Chiaki: Okay, now that's just annoying.
Ranmaru: Mayhem and destruction! I mean, just to remind you there's a plot to this series.
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.
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:
Naoe: Leonardo da Vinci was a genius at psychological portraiture.
Chiaki: Um.
Natsumi: Hey, little brother!
Chiaki: You're hot.
Natsumi: Actually I have a pseudo-incestuous crush on my other brother who's not really related to me.
Chiaki: Well, damn. What are the odds?
Takaya: I will be as perceptive concerning your relationship problems as I'm dense concerning my own.
Chiaki: Okay, now that's just annoying.
Ranmaru: Mayhem and destruction! I mean, just to remind you there's a plot to this series.
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.
