Totally for Turkey

Ready for Thanksgiving later today (it's very very very early after all!) even though I had turkey for lunch yesterday with the other half of my family. I always feel tired during this break, but hopefully I'll have the time to read my last novel for Category Fiction on Black Friday. It's a fantasy so it should go fast.

I'm about to start playing Phoenix Wright: Ace Attourney (for real, I HAVE THE GAME RIGHT HERE!!!) but I figured I'd blog first. Nothing really important to blog about, and sorry if I'm not very interesting. I should probably not blog right before I sleep. I'm sure nothing I say makes much sense. And my sense of humor deserts me.

I turned in my novel pages a bit late this last Tuesday but my teacher is so cool in that class. Most people seem to give JMD a hard time, but I like him. Sure, we talk about a bunch of silly tangent things but it's not un-interesting. My only beef with that class is it's TOO LATE at night. 6-9 on Tuesdays is no bueno.

But I have three papers due next week, at least two quizzes in Japanese, and I'll have to finish my final draft for my Japanese presentation before the end of the week. Yeah, I'm kinda screwed when school starts back up, but whateva. I have most of my books read (JUST ONE MORE) and I'm pretty good at kanji. The presentation's gonna kick my butt (why did I choose kendo as my subject??) but that's my own fault. Like how my schedule this semester was also my own fault. Mah.
~H.D., still in denial of boredom

Spiraling into Fandom

First, a comic! (by zarla - click it to view in a easier way, then click the picture again to enlarge to see it properly) Yeah, I pretty much love Otacon. He's hilarious. And he's a great support for Snake, despite being a huge nerd/anime-otaku scientist guy.

On to the real thing: So, I recently realized I've gotten into the habit of just falling into fandoms at random. Well, maybe not random, but close enough.

Truth is, I seem to fall in love with fandoms before I even become a fan of any series now. Happened with some games recently, like for Metal Gear Solid and Star Control II. I have some online friends who are into both, so I happen to hear a lot about the crack-crazy things fans come up with about the games and I get hooked. Ace Attorney/Phoenix Wright games worked the same way for me.

Usually, I fall in love with a particular character (that is, love in a "that's a cool or fun or awesome or interesting character" kind of sense. I don't get crushes on characters... usually) then I move on from there. I find comics, fanfiction, fanart, etc. of this particular character and just find myself falling into the fandom.

I kind of wish I didn't do this but I guess there's no helping it. I really end up spoiled for a lot of things when this happens but I don't take being spoiled as hard as most gamers do. As long as I don't know about the truth behind some epic fail I'm generally okay with a little spoiler or two. No HUGE plot points, thank you.

I don't tend to really care what people say online either, but can I really ever call myself a fan if I just fell into being a fan and didn't build it up myself over time, playing the game and failing and wining and doing it all by myself first? I don't know. I just.... should I even be worrying about it? Probably not, but I do wish I had known these games when they first came out.

Don't you just love it when you get a game and you play it and it's amazing and then it becomes popular? Then you can rightfully say "I knew this was an awesome game." For serious, I think I'm just over thinking because of lack of sleep. Maybe I'll elaborate more coherently later. *sleep*

~H.D., resident otaku

The silly of stupidity

You know, funny things happen when you work at a place full of young college students. They're very independent peoples so they like to do what they want to do, even if it makes them look like totally sillies/idiots/dummies/etc.

So, you know. I see a lot of drunk people who come in completely high after a night on the town (BEFORE 12!!!) on days when I close at O'Henry's. Well, last Friday there was this completely floored guy who came in and ordered a sandwich in all caps. I MEAN HE TALKED LIKE THIS THE ENTIRE TIME HE ORDERED!!! I wonder if drunkenness makes it hard to hear? I wouldn't know.

Okay, so then he starts talking to us, mostly to the girl making his sandwich, and he says some bizarre things. He unwrapped his sandwich after we got it to him to make sure we cut it (surprising, since we always cut sandwiches and most people don't do that even when they're not drunk) then decided he needed to thank us by blessing us. He said something about being from a different country and asking a spirit to bless us (he was totally Caucasian and wore a cowboy hat and everything, what) and decided one of our workers, a Korean friend of mine, would be called Oliver Asian. He also said it was something "beyond Jesus" apparently totally without a thought of possibly offending someone, but yeah. He was drunk.

So, in short, it was kinda funny. But there were a lot of drunk people that night, and the sad thing is that when we have drunks it also means we'll have a big mess because they don't know how to throw away their trash. My freshman year a group of drunk guys came in one night and turned all the couches in the main Cate lobby upside-down. Very impressive, guys. Girls are TOTALLY into completely crashed dudes, especially when they're LOUD AND OBNOXIOUS!!

Totally a rant, but it was kinda funny. Maybe if you work with me someday, you'll see it too.
~H.K., tired but not dead

I don't get this internet stuffs...

Yeah, so I started this blog tonight in an effort to de-stress a bit, but it kinda backfired.

Lately all I've been able to learn is how terribly bad I am at the internets. I mean bad. Really bad. I just can't seem to do anything right with anything. I'm terrible at making pictures, I can't draw or use photoshop or anything like that, I'm too shy to comment on other people's blogs and stuffs and why am I this way? I mean, when you think about it, the internet is supposed to be the final frontier in a way, where you can be anyone and not have to care what others think about you. But I'm so far behind most other people in my generation, I just can't do anything.

I'm trying to get into some new games and learn more about chatspeak and whatnot, but I'm still at a loss. I mean, I keep finding acronyms I don't understand. It's cool to learn new stuffs, but I sometimes even find one or two I don't know about, like this one: NSMILF. I'm totally lost with it. Maybe it's something bad, but I really couldn't say. The urban dictionary doesn't even say anything about it (or I overlooked it in my bmudness).

I also wish I were a better artist. I know it's random to mention that here, so maybe I'll talk about these specific woes in a later post.

Anyway, yeah, I wish I understood this internets thing better. I kinda feel disconnected and its an anxious feeling. Like, I should understand more about it since I'm part of the information age, but I'm too far behind I'll never catch up, but if I don't catch up then I'll be swallowed up by the oceans of cyberspace when I need to get something done the most.

*sigh* Yeah, sorry for the rant. I'm just trying to sort out some feelings, though.
~H.D., still making sandwiches