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[14th Jul. 2009|06:01 pm] |
"Please indicate your race or ethnic background. 
Hispanic or Latino
White (Not Hispanic or Latino)
Black or African American (Not Hispanic or Latino)
Native Hawaiian or Other Pacific Islander (Not Hispanic or Latino)
Asian (Not Hispanic or Latino)
American Indian or Alaska Native (Not Hispanic or Latino)
Two or More Races (Not Hispanic or Latino)
Prefer not to answer"
What does this mean??? Why can't I be two or more races because I'm Mexican? hahah wth....
...In other news...I graduated with Hillary Clinton, moved back to the financial district, and am now job searching. Still. If anybody has some rich/well-connected friends, please send them over to me, haha. I am completely broke and have steadily been pulling money out of my savings in order to feed myself. Oh, and my credit card got stolen about a week ago! The perpetrator went on a shopping spree and bought lots of sporting goods, shoes, and Starbucks. Yay!
I think I'm going to die of malnutrition soon. :D |
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[15th Apr. 2009|12:44 am] |
"I LOVE SUSHI!" exclaimed the woman in the thick-rimmed glasses.
"Ah, excellent," Kobayashi thought contentedly to himself, "they are enjoying themselves."
"I love Japan period," said the middle-aged man in the blue shirt, slight southern drawl lending a down-home earthiness to his earnest proclamation.
"Oh my, it is such a joy to have such enthusiastic customers!" Kobayashi said to himself, beaming with pride at the delight he had brought to his customers. It was an idyllic day in Kobayashi's small sushi shop.
But, then things took a turn for the worst.
"J-ROCK!" screeched a greasy-haired delinquent, quite obviously high on something.
"Oh my, someone should be watching over that poor child," Kobayashi thought to himself.
But, before he could finish that thought, a rotund man burst forth from the masses, the make-up on his face still smeared across his fleshy visage. "GIRUGAMESH!" the horrifying painted man exclaims, stabbing the air vehemently with one massive, pudgy digit.
"What has begun here is something terrible," Kobayashi thinks to himself, rooted in place by equal parts fear, and morbid fascination. "I LOVE ANIMAY!" shrieks a curiously toupee'd customer, the disparity of voice and adornment calling into question the beast's gender. "AND MANGA" yells the man-lady's back-quatto, the horrifying extra upper torso protruding from the hermaphrodite's back, malign intent dancing across his/her eyes.
Kobayashi is speechless at the spectacle unfolding before him.
"AND GAYBMLABNGN" an infernal scarecrow man drunkenly spews forth, every diabolical syllable dripping from his tongue an affront to sanity and dignity. "Or DDR," says a man quite plainly.
"Finally, a respite from this madness," Kobayashi thought as he heaved a breathless sigh of relief. But what he had seen so far could never prepare him for what came next.
"SMILE D.K." squealed the man's bloated pig-wife, her unduous bulk barely managing to stay balanced atop her chair. As these things happened, a realiziation dawned on poor, poor Kobayashi. "These people, these DEMONS, have taken all I know and love and made it wrong, corrupted it. I can not, no, I will not sit idly by as these creatures from beyond the veil wreack havoc in my shop!"
"HEYYYYYY!" Kobayashi growls, brandishing his knife like a modern day warrior. "SAKURA-CON GIKI MAAAAAA" he bellows, the traditional war-cry of his family.
...please tell me you have seen this. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XP5lz2CYNR4
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| 「アンタ、誰？ダレなの？」 |
[3rd Mar. 2009|02:59 am] |
If you guys get a chance, watch the film Cure by Kiyoshi Kurosawa. I watched it for one of my classes last week but I'm trying to comprehend it again now so I can write a response. The movie put me into a weird relaxed state, even though there're scenes like when this lady pulls some guy's face off on the floor of the men's public restroom. It's weird, about this guy with amnesia that hypnotizes people into killing by making them think their lives have run differently in some way in order to incite the murders. My explanation can't really do it justice, but it's one of the best movies I've seen in a while. It reminded me a little of what Eric tells me this new TV show called "Dollhouse" is about (what with the wiping and replacing of memories), if that helps at all (it probably won't).
..apparently someone posted the whole movie online, if you want to watch it. Here's the first part:
The character of Mamiya appears near the end of that clip -- he's the really creepy guy who also makes me feel tranquil and uncomfortable at the same time, hahah.
Trust me, the movie's worth your time. |
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[20th Feb. 2009|02:43 am] |
Please share in my joy.
( this way. )
I've spent the past couple hours looking at these D; |
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[24th Nov. 2008|06:29 am] |
WHY IS THIS SO CREEPY
Also: 
I'm about to start writing my paper that's due at 2:00 this afternoon. I have a class at 11 before that, I have no idea how this is happening. YEEHAW |
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[20th Oct. 2008|11:00 am] |
OH GOODNESS PEOPLE, I need to learn to do things in a timely manner. I have a take-home midterm due in an hour and a half and I still have one essay to go! I feel like doing the Colbot for an hour instead of doing this poo.
During my procrastination however I flipped through some old lj entries and stumbled upon these lovely pictures...
( THIS was known as the Big Bang hypothesis. )
Additionally I have rediscovered Funny Farm and am resolved to beat it again. Dammit.
In conclusion, this post is pointless and accomplishes nothing other than making the subsequent hour even more panicked and coffee-filled.
...Also I think about half of my recent entries are about this problem I have. Obviously it cannot be fixed. |
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[5th Aug. 2008|12:19 am] |
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Fuck you Flora. Fuck you and your flowers |
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[1st Aug. 2008|06:19 am] |
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It's 6 a.m. What..
Ugh I wonder if anyone would ever hire me to work for 3 weeks. I'm back at home now after Japan/Korea/unnecessary roadtrip with family and I'm already bored out of my mind after one day! Not to mention Alex has started stealing my car so I'm sure to be trapped at home almost every day until 11 p.m. if I sleep in. asdlfksd
My computer's about to fall apart/catch on fire :\
I started reading No Country for Old Men on the trip and thought this was a very lovely quote:
"She opened one of the packs of cigarettes and took one out and lit it with a lighter. Where have you been all day?
Went to get you some cigarettes.
I dont even want to know. I dont even want to know what all you been up to.
He sipped the beer and nodded. That'll work, he said.
I think it's better just to not even know even.
You keep runnin that mouth and I'm goin to take you back there and screw you.
Big talk.
Just keep it up.
That's what she said.
Just let me finish this beer. We'll see what she said and what she didnt say."
Haha. This joke got out of hand in Japan. I've been thinking about those months a lot lately....
...aaand..... I'm starting to look Mexican again D: my arm vs. leg color is very jarring. |
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[17th Jul. 2008|04:57 pm] |
I'm sorry if this was supposed to be serious but I just laughed for 12 minutes
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[25th Apr. 2008|07:36 am] |
GUYS.
- It's 7:30 a.m.
- I haven't slept
- My flight home is in 10 hours. D:
- I've just begun packing...
- Instead of packing I went to Shibuya, bought shoes, went to Green House ('dorm' up the street) and ate spaghetti, watched Chapelle's Block Party and Shaun of the Dead, had my final divorce drink with my husband, and reunited with Big Red (the umbrella I bought on the second day in Tokyo, which I lent to someone, who lost it, but really it wound up in none other than my husband's possession....)
- I went to two video game bars last night. Amazing! One of my drinks was called 'Dr. Mario'...: Dr. Pepper, gin, and vodka served in a beaker with a petri dish of m&ms on the side. HAHA YUMMM.
- Akira is my favorite person in the WORLD. (bartender at our favorite little bar in Jiyugaoka) I found a little toy on the floor of a neon yellow man riding on a motorcycle with one arm on the way to the bar, and on the way out I told him I was giving it to him as a present.. he got so excited I can't even believe it XD He is the cutest person ever. The bar is covered in little trinkets like that so I hope it stays in the collection lmao.
...I am about to go pass out for an hour, wake up, and start packing again before we have to check out at 11 a.m.
SO, if I don't fall over in exhaustion and die while trying to take my 2 suitcases, duffel bag, backpack, and purse to the airpot, I am supposed to be landing in California around 11 a.m. on the 25th.
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[24th Jan. 2007|04:00 am] |
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nothing personal...
i just want to know the people who know i'm crazy :D
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