And now a random string of thoughts… (Welcome to my world!!!)

    When I took English a semester or two ago we had to read a poem and analyze it. This was at the same time that I first started watching Gundam Wing and I was terribly fascinated by it. (Which is no different now, except that I get the plot at this point!) Anyway, I read this one poem and all I could do was go, “Ack! This is sooooo Gundam Wing-ish!” So here I was, stuck in a stuffy English class thinking of anime… It made for a challenging paper to write! But the more Gundam Wing I watch the more that poem seems to fit in… (Oh, I suppose you’d like to know what the poem was, eh? It was “somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond” by e.e. cummings, and yes, it’s supposed to have typos in it!)

    I went and saw “X-Men” with my friend and his friends yesterday. Anyway, isn’t it annoying how they have TV commercials during the previews now? Well, my friend and I were the only anime fans in the crowd and when the advertisement came on for Toonami, we did the wave. Does this make us losers?

    I have the attention span of an American. This is mainly because I am one, and therefore can say that and not worry about insulting anyone because “My Fellow Americans” will have forgotten what I’m talking about by now…

    Anyway, when I get real bored I go in search of fanfics. Fanfics are crazy little addictive numbers, aren’t they? Why, I read so many I took a crack at writing one myself! (Scary!) Anyway, I like to find sites with a whole bunch of them and just read story after story.

    I think I’ve read too many, however. (However! A wonderful word, eh?) I now think of Quatre as “The Blonde Haired Angel” because that’s what everyone refers to him as…

    Today I was going to the library and I was walking behind this very mean looking woman who decided to walk *through* the flower garden instead of the two steps it would have required to get *around* the flower garden. I wanted to smack her, but like I said, she was mean looking. And I’m a pansy… Painful things may have occurred. But I love flower gardens. We have five of them around our house… I guess I do have something in common with “The Blonde Haired Angel” besides just being blonde, eh?

    I’ve been to the mall a lot lately. I keep winding up in the video store drooling over the anime stuff. Specifically all the Sailor Moon goodies they have and the Gundam videos… It annoys me, however, (There’s that word again!) that I can get my hands on videos but not goodies. We’ve got a ton of anime stuff at our mall if you’re just willing to look, but no Gundam things! Sheesh!

    The other day I was wearing a yellow shirt with Koi all over it and I went to the post office to buy stamps. I had to buy the “Chinese New Year” ones because they matched… (Does this make you reconsider your answer to my “loser” question?)

    I got an e-mail today listing the good things about being a girl. One of them was,

    “We’ve never fallen in love with a cartoon character.” to which I responded,

    “What are you talking about?!?! Have you never heard of Duo Maxwell?!?!”

    I don’t know about boys, but girls seem to have this thing about having names on hand for kids that might magically appear. (Alright, maybe it’s just me.) I have no intention of ever having children, and I have no intention of letting my future significant other survive the ordeal if I do either, but I do have names for all the kids I won’t be having.

    I watch too much Tenchi Muyo. I want to name a kid after the little blue haired girl. I know her name is “Susami” but I’m not really sure how to spell it. If I had a girl, I’d name her “Susami Usagi Setsuna” and call her “ChibiRouthier” for short… (See why I shouldn’t have children?!?!)

    Do you ever just sit there at night, wide awake, thinking about cartoons? I was told that if you dream in anime three nights in a row, you’re obsessed. I only did it two nights in a row… But I think that’s just because I’m an insomniac-in-training. That’s how I wound up writing a fanfic. The darn thing wrote itself in my head and then forced me to run over it a few times so I wouldn’t forget. Then it possessed me to get on the computer as fast as possible to write it all down…

    Sometimes being the self-proclaimed “Tsunami Goddess” is hard work!

    But most of the time it’s just mainly being ditzy and writing about it! *snicker*