March 16th, 2002


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Rissa sent me a tape with Mononoke Hime on it. We figured we'd get Carolyn hooked with the good stuff, first. Also on the tape was the Slayers Movie and Endless Waltz. Both good. But Right about the beginning of Mononoke, the tape starts crapping out, the tracking going crazy. We can still see the movie, but the picture goes shaky every few minutes. Really frustrating. In the end, the other two give up on it. They say we'll go look in the stores in town tomorrow, to see if they have it.
Video stores in Nova Scotia don't carry anime.
And then they popped in Zoolander. I think I made a face; they called me a snob.

Well, actually, yes, I suppose I am a snob. I like my movies to have a *plot*. Go figure. And intrinsic value. Which Princess Mononoke does, in spades.

Nope, sorry, can't for love nor money bring myself to mix Miyazaki with Ben Stiller. Not in a million years. Too many things profoundly wrong with that. :P
But gods, that was disappointing. I got myself all psyched to watch Mononoke, which is the coolest anime movie *ever*, and then get it knocked down a few dozen notches and left only with Zoolander.

Sigh. Couldn't do it. The Zoolander character is just too stupid to follow the first twenty minutes of Mononoke Hime. Sigh.

And I *really* wanted to watch Mononoke! *whine*
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Full House slash

That's right, you're not hallucinating, that says Full House slash. There is Full House slash. In the world. This world.

Oh, my brain... o.O
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It's snowing again. Damnit.

I had a really weird dream last night; I was at my grandparents' old house in Coquitlam, at Maple Creek, which was this complexy-thing full of nice old brown-wood houses. Anyway, I, my little sister (Lil, the good one) and somebody else, possibly Kimry, though I'm not quite sure, were trying to get out of the house and Escape, because They were after us (they being, in this case, the guys in suits, kinda like MIB but not as silly, and with guns) because of something we'd done, or found out - anyway, I remember for some reason that I had the little cloth bag where I used to keep crocheting stuff in tenth grade back when I crocheted stuff, and it had something really important in it. I went up to the bedroom, because all the other entrances were blocked and Lil and Kimry were already outside, across the street, waiting in the car (I'd gone back in for our stuff). And I thought "I'll go out the window", but then I opened the window and I was on the second story, (which is where the room was in real life, so I don't know why I thought "I'll go out the window - I must have thought there was an overhang or something) and the roof was practically straight down. I yelled out at them in the car, and I threw the bag at them, and then I turned around to go back down through the house, but I can't remember if I got out or not. It was a scary one. I'm having a lot of dreams lately where I'm being chased by Them in black suits. Yick.

It changed, then, to one where for some reason I was moving to New York in second semester so that I'd be closer to home and school (which is totally insane because New York is not only farther away from home than school, it's several hours away from *here*, and I'm not even coming here next year...). It was a really nice apartment, but while I was in the store before I left (with my mum) I said, "I think I'll try blonde" and I picked up a box of hair dye. Me. Dyeying my hair blonde. (I think I realized it was a dream, then, because I'd NEVER, not in a BILLION years do that. It was weird. I must have been a fugitive or something. The weirder part was that my mum agreed. Which she'd never do. In fact she'd probaby have a heart attack if I even suggested it. *grin*)
But I was at the apartment later, and I looked in the mirror and the blonde had gone back to dark on one side, and then I got really upset that I'd done it in the first place. Well, duh.

Why is it snowing? I thought we were *done* with this for the year. Damnit.
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I still don't get it...

...why anyone is listening to this woman. Apparently this picture is of two of the characters she claims J.K. Rowling "stole" from her. Now, if you looked at this picture, not knowing who it's supposed to be, would *you* say "oh, it must be *Harry* Potter"? 'Cause I wouldn't. Who did this art, anyway? (I'll refrain from making gagging noises here, but assume they're implied...)
And again... you CAN'T COPYRIGHT NAMES!

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Oh, come *on*...

This is her entire case? Give me a bloody break...

The Infringement Examples Chart. Yup. Laughable. Greatly.

She thinks she *invented* "secret underground passages" and "castles on mirrored lakes"? This woman's head must float her to court every day.

And it's Philosopher's Stone, damnit!
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