That stick in the mud

I just accidently clicked something on my virus protection thing and now I'm worried that my laptop's going to die. Someone reassure me?
I'm always so scared of doing something wrong to this computer D:.

Because I feel like doing this but don't feel like going back and editing my last post...especially because you don't really want the post going PORN!, and then FANDOM!. At least, I don't.:
Top 10 Unpopular Fandom Opinions (Updated, oooh)
(Must be fandom-specific)
1. (Tsubasa) I care so little about Tsubasa!Sakura and Syaoran that if they got killed off and the rest of the series revolved around Kurogane, Fay, Mokona, Yuuko, and various other minor/cameo characters, I'd actually be pretty happy with it.
2. (Naruto) I still like Sasuke.
3. (Death Note) I don't like L porn at all. He's way too sexless for me to see him in porn.
4. (Bleach) I don't mind the Bount arc. I actually quite like it.
5. (Kingdom Hearts) I really don't care if there are no canon pairings or if there are canon pairings. People are going to write what pairings they want anyway, so what's the point?
6. (Heroes) I kind of want Sylar to be dead.
7. (Tsubasa...again) I like angsty!Fay. And happy!Fay. I like Fay in general, actually. But that's not quite an unpopular opinion.
8. (Loveless) The cat stuff was cute for a bit but got tacky fast XD.
9. (Weiss Kreuz) Still don't like Aya. Either of them.
10. (DNAngel) Altar egos > Regular egos.

Current Mood: bored
Current Music: The Revolutionary Costume for Today - Grey Gardens

Bored. Stole this from yamiko.

Pick a fandom you think I know and I'll fill the following questions out. If you would like me to fill the additional questions, say so (actually I'll probably do them anyway):

1. The first character I fell in love with:
2. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now:
3. The character everyone else loves that I don’t:
4. The character I love that everyone else hates:
5. The character I would shag anytime:
6. The character I’d want to be like:
7. The character I’d slap:
8. A pairing that I love:
9. A pairing that I despise:
10. Favorite character:
additional questions:
What are your five favorite things about your fandom?
What are your five least favorite things about your fandom?
Who are your five favorite characters?
Who are your five least favorite characters?
What are your five favorite pairings?
What are your five least favorite pairings?
Which character are you most like?
What is your deep, dark fandom secret?

Current Mood: bored
Current Music: And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going - Dreamgirls

Fandom post! Sound the alarm.

Haven't had one of these in a bit.

Hi there, it's been awhile!

Huh, brown hair and red-and-black shirt. I couldn't care less about his clothes, but I like red-headed fanon!Matt.
Also, he appears to be in the room with Mello. So...if he's not doing espionage for Mello, than what is he doing?
...Dude, Madhouse is totally trying to make this show gayer than Weiss. And I am right behind them cheering in support XD.

Second half of the fandom post:
In light of last night's Heroes, I have been iconbunnied. So I need people with icon skills and way too much time on their hands.
Because, according to the last voiceover thing, Sylar might have somehow managed to liquify himself down into the sewers of New York. And we all know what resides in those sewers. Crocodiles. So Sylar, who is, quite obviously, utterly insane, will most likely end up TKing the brain of a sewerdile for sustennance. And what comes of that brain-TKing?
SYLARZILLA.
So if you're seriously bored and have nothing more to do, provide me with a badly-'shopped icon of Sylar's head on Godzilla's body, prefereably rampaging through Tokyo. And I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER.
And if no one wants to do it, I'll figure out how to do it myself. Even if it requires manually printing out, cutting up, and pasting pictures and then scanning/digitalcamera-ing them or, God forbid, learning how to use Photoshop.
Because the word of Sylarzilla must be spread throughout the land of umm...LJ.

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: A Little Brains, A Little Talent - Damn Yankees

PRESIDENT FUCKING SYLAR.

ADFGSDJFSJDFHSD

AND THAT IS ALL I HAVE TO SAY ABOUT TONIGHT'S HEROES.

Bored. Meming time.

The One Word Meme
Use only one word to answer each.

1. Where is your cell phone? Pillow.
2. Describe your boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife/lover? Nonexistent.
3. Your hair? Wet.
4. Your mother? Best.
5. Your father? Fantastic.
6. Your favorite item? Bed.
7. Your dream last night? Hospital.
8. Your favorite drink? Water.
9. Your dream car? Mini.
10. The room you are in? Tiny.
11. Your ex? Adorkable.
12. Your fear? Spiders.
13. What do you want to be in 10 years? Anywhere.
14. Who did you hang out with last night? Annie.
15. What you're not? Asleep.
19. The last thing you did? Showered.
20. What are you wearing? Sweatshirt.
21. Your favorite book? Lots.
22. The last thing you ate? Cheetos.
24. Your mood? Tired.
25. Your friends? Lovely.
26. What are you thinking about right now? Sleep.
27. Your car? Dead.
28. What are you doing at the moment? Meme.
29. Your summer? Fun.
30. Your relationship status? None.
31. What is on your tv? Dance.
32. When is the last time you laughed? Minute.
33. Last time you cried? Yesterday.
34. School? Good.
35. Pastime? Anything.

Also, because I'm feeling all Into the Woods nostalgic-y...

( Whose fault was it? )

Also, it's fun watching old dance recital stuff. This is last year's - me, Holly and Saz in this dance. My solo to Caring is Creepy is two songs after this <3. And yes, that song is totally danceable. Ballet, I tell you!

Current Mood: exhausted
Current Music: Too Darn Hot - Kiss Me Kate (Dance recital)

I observed the Day of Silence today, hope there were a lot of people out there doing it too XD. I know a bunch of people on campus were.
In other news, I'm sick again.
I was in English when it came. You know that feeling. It starts out in your stomach and slowly, slowly moves its way up to your throat, until you can't contain it any longer. Luckily I was sitting near a door, so I jump to my feet once I feel it right there. The professor, thinking that I've been so excited by his lecture on thesis...thesises? Thesii? that I've been prompted to let go of my day-long vow of silence, beams at me, then notices that I'm headed for the door.
"What are you doing, Emma?"
I can't answer. If I open my mouth, I'm going to spew all over Charlotte's desk. And she's a germaphobe. Do you really want that to happen?
"Sit down."
I would love to say that I ran out at that moment, but nope, just tried to hold it and sat back down. Annie is furiously scribbling in her notebook. There is nothing he is saying at the moment that is particularly noteworthy. But she's a strange girl, so who knows?
Two seconds later, she pokes me. Don't make me turn around, Annie, because you're going to make me laugh. And that requires opening my mouth. And then I'm going to throw up on you.
She pokes me again. I ignore her.
She does it again, this time with the sharp end of her pencil. Ouch! What is it?
In her notebook, in very large letters, she's written:
Fucking run! He can't yell at you in time if you run! You're actually green.
So, I run. Don't make it to the toilet in time. Stick my head in a trashcan nearby.
"Smooth, Emmy."
Fucking Alex. Why are you always here when I'm being embarrassing? Do you never have class?
"Probably not."
Whatever. Help me find a bathroom and my bed before I vomit again.
And now I'm exhausted, still sick, and wondering what the hell Alex does when everyone's in class. Because seriously, he's always out whenever I see him. And he's always where we are. I have a total of one class with him and I have no idea where he goes the rest of the time XD. We're questioning him about it later on. Because really, what does he do?

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Mother and Merchant's dance sequence - Wicked (love!)

Add "Defying Gravity" to the list of songs that can make me cry, bringing it up to 82,006. Somewhere around there. I can't help it, it's the combination of the visual from the musical with those pretty chords. I'm a sucker for pretty chords.
Apparently whatsisname Phelps is planning to protest at the funerals of the Tech victims. To which I must ask: Why the hell hasn't he (and people like him) been assassinated yet? It's unbelievable that people like this fucking exist, and that people fucking support him. I just need to ask...do people really hate gay people that much? Why? And, the age-old question...
HOW THE FUCK DOES IT EFFECT YOU?
Unless I am sneaking into your house, killing your baby and having lesbian sex on top of the corpse, gayness does not effect you. And even then, the gay did not directly effect you. The baby-killing did. And umm...I don't know where I'm going with this. Suffice to say I will be happy when people stop paying attention to and fucking supporting these people. It really does make me sick.
Speaking of making me sick, I know statistics are total bullshit, but this one:
1 in 8 college women are raped
Just upped my already off-the-charts paranoia about fifty points. Thank God I've never been there and don't know anyone who's been in that position, but hey, according to these guys, about 1 out of every eight of my friends is going to get raped. That's reassuring.

Current Mood: Today is not a good day
Current Music: Uncle John's Band - Grateful Dead

So yeah. Last night wasn't so great.
We got to one of those like, six pm to six am parties at around sevenish, and there was really no one there, and it was kind of boring. I really didn't feel like drinking - don't know if it was because of Chelseigh solidarity or I just didn't feel like it or I've gotten it all out of my system, but I was just kind of eh. Annie did, though. And while she's an amusing drunk, she got a little bit into dangerous territory, so I ended up taking her home at around nine-thirtyish and staying up with her half the night helping her throw up and not choke and die, with assistance from Chels, who pretty much deals with people in that condition like every night. She's fine now, just has a shitload of a hangover. And we're going to try for a better party next week XD. We don't give up easily.
And we finally beat the people in the dorms across the way in our traditional music war. We all stick our stereos in our windows and blast annoying songs until one side admits defeat. Our side's lost every one so far, but today we got 'em with "Take On Me" by A-Ha. No one can resist the extreme eightiesness of that song. I'm amazed they haven't booked us for noise disturbance or something yet. We totally could've gone on, but the next song was the one I'm listening to right now and you can't play that here, because it's like the mating call for the Flower Children. They'd be all over the place. And they take forever to clean up.

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Wear Your Love Like Heaven - Donovan

So, I was walking back from dance today with Annie. She was telling me something, walking backwards because she walks faster than I do and likes to face people when she talks. So we're walking like this, and we come across some stairs, so I warn her, and of course the warning comes too late.
Annie starts to fall and I run forward and grab her, and in doing so am pulled over a little myself, but manage to right myself - or so I think - before I fall. So we laugh, and try to stand up again. But the second I take my foot off the step - we start falling again. Oh shit.
So by now we've noticed we're standing and not falling but we're also leaning a little. We're not on solid ground. And, apparently, we can't just take a step back off the stairs. We are in perfect equilibrium. If I move, we fall. If she moves, we fall.
This is not good. There is also no one in the immediate area - there are a few people sitting some ways away, but they're not within hearing range and they aren't facing us. I don't know why nobody is out. Somehow, dance let out at the exact same time everyone on campus was in class. Great. So we're stuck now. We can't move. We're trying not to laugh or talk in case it makes us move. And we honestly have no fucking idea what to do. We're not even stuck somewhere interesting like a stopped elevator or a burning building or anything. We're stuck on the top of stairs. In, to add insult to injury, our leotards. We were planning to get back to our rooms and change as quickly as possible. Clearly, that is not going to happen.
We've been teetering there for about five minutes and I'm trying to see if I can look behind me without moving my head when I hear, "What the fuck are you guys doing?"
Thank you, Alex. How nice of you to help us.
Of course, he decides not to help out right away. No, he has to sit there and figure out how and when it happened. Right. Try getting us out of this somewhat precarious situation first, or our broken necks are on your conscious. So he helps us up, finally, and we just sit there for a minute before we begin laughing hysterically. Which, actually, alerts the people who had been sitting there so that they finally notice us. And probably think, What a bunch of freaks. Hey, you'd be laughing too. It was fucking hilarious once the whole threat of broken bones and being paralyzed was gone.

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Sexyback. I swear, I only listen to this when Annie's in my room.

So it's YOUR- noitisn'tcauseIgaveittomywife So it's HER- SHUTUPSHUTUP
I need to get this out of my system briefly -
I hate to say this, but -
The original cast of Into the Woods?
SUCKED.
At least, the recording that they turned into the soundtrack did. It's...ugh. I don't know how to describe it. LRRH shrieks all her songs (imagine the capitalized and spaced bits in the topic title completely caps-ed, and bolded, and italicized. That's her voice). Cinderella can't sing. The baker is boring. The baker's wife is clearly the best member of the cast. Jack sucks. The witch has a pretty voice and is very, very un-witch like. And it's just...ugh. I was a better Rapunzel's Prince. And I sucked ass.
So basically, I'm going to stick to the amazing revival soundtrack, no matter how much the theater purists berate me for it because blah blah blah it's not the original and the original is always better. Not always, folks. Especially not in this case.
Then again, I do like Patti Lupone's voice (although maybe not her as Mrs. Lovett, who will always be Lansbury) and I like a lot of the supposedly sucky Sweeney revival, so maybe I just have sucky musical taste.
In other news, I never knew that A Funny Thing Happened On the Way to Forum was Sondheim. Awesome.

Current Mood: Shrieky voices! Do not like!
Current Music: Your Fault - Good version

Jesus lives again. PARTAAAY.
So I got dragged to an Easter party that was being held for all the non-religious/not-with-family/Jewish/Buddhist/aetheist/agnostic/Wiccan/whatever people said party-thrower knew. It was some guy in one of my classes, ummm, John or something. I got invited through Krissy, so whatever. Anyway, went, said fuck you to my self-imposed straightedgeness, but am only slightly tipsy because I think it's more fun to watch drunk assholes than to be a drunk asshole yourself. So I can think straight, I'm just making a lot of typos because my fingers won't listen to me. I pretty much did like nothing at said party though, but sit around and talk to Annie and then get up and dance with her. We made asses of ourselves doing Jump on it and Walk it Out dances. It was fun, though. And we came back early and she's getting me coffee <3. I have no idea where Krissy is though. Called Chels and made arrangements to get her over here sometime in May for a visit, because it's about time she met everyone, since I've met all of her people. And now I'm really tired and I want to go to bed, but I'm in that mood were I really just can't take a nap or go to sleep or something. Damn. I guess I'll have my coffee and then watch some shitty eighties movie with Annie when she gets back. As usual.

Current Mood: Tipsy
Current Music: Tv on the infomercial channel. Why?

Hahahaha. Oh God.
[About fifteen minutes ago]
[Ring, ring]
Me: Hello?
Chels (very upset): Emmaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
Me: Chels, I've been trying to call you all day...you okay?
Chels (almost crying): Emmaaaaaaaa.
Me: ...Is everything alright?
Chels: Oh my God.
Me: What's going on?
Chels: Oh my God.
Me: Seriously, what's going on?
Chels: I just walked in and I was at class all day and then I went out and I came back in and oh Gooooood.
Me: What?
Chels: I walked in on Sarah and Jordan (new roommate and her boyfriend)...you know.
Me: Oh my God.
Chels: I think I'm blind.
Me: Then how'd you see to dial the phone?
Chels (implied "duh" tone): You're on speed dial 2.

...And so on.
Oh God, poor girl. I met new roommate and boyfriend. They...are not the kind of people you want to see doing that, to say the very least. Poor Chels. Here's to hoping she doesn't go blind and is allowed back in her room soon. I suspect she needs a bit of a lie-down.

Current Mood: sympathetic
Current Music: How Lester Lost His Wife - of Montreal

I'm back down to 92 pounds. This is getting ridiculous - is there some operation they can do that's like, the opposite of stomach stapling? I really need to put on weight. Not being able to is just really, really annoying.
So I still haven't found out what the curfew was all about last night. We had fun, though. After awhile they were just kind of like, whatever you can go anywhere as long as you don't leave the building, so we went down to Alex's room to see what was going on. He was completely stoned and decided to play Ps2!CoM in his rather addled state. Fucking hilarious. Unfortunately, Taylor The Insane Inuyasha Fan was there, because she is totally stalking Alex, but her outbursts were more funny than embarrassing then. Oh, how we laughed. And sighed.
Sat out in the quad with Annie today, started singing "I'll Make a Man Out of You" because...I don't remember the because, but something she said prompted it. She joined in. And then somebody walked by and gave us a dollar. Um, thank you? David has decided he wants to try to street-luge down one of the hills one day. Good luck with that. They always lead either directly into a building, or onto stairs, or onto grass. I'd pay to watch him wipe out...again. I remember after about the first month he was trying to do tricks on his skateboard around the memory pool and fell in. Good times. We thought he knocked himself out but eh, it was just a minor head wound.
I need to call Chels but her cell is broken and her roomie said that she's had classes all day and to stop calling, goddamnit, she's with her boyfriend. Nice girl. But gah, I need to talk to her. Work, Chelseigh's cell! Work!

Current Mood: bored
Current Music: Gospel Truth - Hercules

Back at school, and somehow, no one missed me. I am sneaky. Just had a huge argument with mom about Chels, but I know mom, it'll blow over in like, two hours. So whatever.
I love this song. Is it just me, or are they saying "garlic sauce" at some point? Whatever. I only listen to the sounds, I don't pretend to understand what they are saying. I suppose I should take Japanese lessons or something, but eh, fuck it. I had enough trouble with French. Throw new alphabets in there and I'm totally lost.
Anyway, I kind of want to choreograph this song. Interpretive tribal-y into contemporary/hip-hop back to tribal for that little count in the middle, then back to contemporary. I could do it, I'm just not sure how.
See, I always figured I could be a choreographer or a director once I get the whole dancing/acting thing out of my system, but the fact is that I've only ever choreographed one thing (with people other than myself in it) successfully once, and that was a collaboration with my two best friends, and I've only directed something successfully once, and that was the seventhh-grade play and they only listened to me because I was a senior and they were scared of me. So I'd kind of like to give up but at the same time those are the two things that I really, really enjoy doing, even just as hobbies, and I'd like them to lead to something. I really have no idea what I'm going to do with my life. I try not to think about it, but then people ask me if I've declared my major yet and I just freak out, because to be honest I've always thought that your major decreed your career choice, and if I declare an English major I can never choreograph or stage-direct (fuck movies) and if I decide on dance or acting - are those even majors? - I'm never going to have a real job in my life. I'm just kind of scared about it, and I know I'm only eighteen but the fact is in a year and a few months I'm going to be twenty, and I'm going to have to stop acting like a stupid teenager playing around with my friends and dancing and trying out for musicals just for fun and I'm going to have to get goddamn serious about being an adult. I don't feel like an adult. I don't think I'm ever going to feel like one.
...Wow. I totally was not expecting that to come out. Guess I've been holding that one in for awhile.
...Yeah, now that I've sufficiently depressed myself, I'm going to go to dance class, because Trinny will kill me if I miss any more of her classes. And I don't want to go down in history as being murdered by my dance teacher after a huge long annoyingly emo rant.

Current Mood: Depressed. Thanks, self.
Current Music: Last Exile theme

We can't all travel by bubble!
Thank you, deux ex machina. Without you, I would not have a new musical love.
So my mom calls about nine last night, and asks that if I could get home by eight the next night if she bought me last-minute tickets on an early flight from San Fran. I said well, umm, sure, and was kind of worried, because mom wouldn't be asking me to come home unless it was serious. So I ask her why she's asking me if I can get home, and...She wanted to know if I wanted to see Wicked. Well, fuck yeah I want to see Wicked mom, but it's sold out. But? She and the friend she was going with both have meetings for their various jobs and can't use their tickets. And they can't think of two people who'd like them more than me and Chels.
Me: SAKFDAKHFDHRSDHFSDKH THANK YOU MOM. THANK YOU MOMMY MOMMY MOM I GET TO SEE WICKED OH MY GOD AWESOME.
So she says she's already called Chels, who's confirmed, and that she's already bought tickets, and she expects us to catch a five a.m flight to LA from San Fran. Thanks, mom. So we beg rides from people and somehow manage to make it there at the same time. There is much squealing and hugging. We get on the plane and I realize I've neglected to pack anything useful, which, oh well, it's just one night. So we get home, do stuff, rest, eat, live, and then go to the eight p.m Wicked.
ASDLJSLFRAKFHSKDHFKS IT WAS AMAZING.
The dancing and the costumes and the set and the story and everything. No it didn't follow the book that well, who cares? It stood well on its own. And oh my God, the end of Defying Gravity. That was amazing. And I've said this already but my God, the dance. I'm in love with the choreographer and all the dancers and I don't know who they are and I don't care because it was amazing. And the set with the dragon and the stairs and ivy and...[Incomprehensible squealing]
Ahem. Well. I must compose myself and get to bed. Somehow. With Chels in it. Because she is not staying in my house and will not allow me to have a bed of my own while we are here together XD.
Oh my God, it was totally awesome XD XD XD. ♥

Current Mood: giddy
Current Music: Popular - Wicked

...Marluxia actually has sparkly rose petals.
Wow.
Roxas looks like fun to fight.

And awww to the new scene at the end, in both a shippy and non-shippy way. So cute.
I really want Final Mix to make it over here. And I want people to start uploading the actual new cutscenes for FM and not just the battles. But I'll save that complaint for another day XD.
Other than that, absolutely nothing new. Still no one here. Just us. Annie snuck into my room at about three last night and took over Krissy's bed because she was freaked out about having to stay in her room all alone on the more-or-less silent floor. Only I didn't know that she came in. So I woke up this morning and Annie was just like, there. It was a very strange thing to wake up to. But funny.
And I still need to go get breakfast. I woke up maybe like an hour or two ago and I'm really hungry, but I'm just too lazy to get up and go get some stuff. And we don't have anything in the miniminifridge. And I can't find my damn camera cable thingy. Annoying. Blech.
I think maybe I'll take a nap. I'm still tired.

Edit: Holy crap, I've actually gotten some writing done on the Sweeney Todd adaptation. I always write out my stuff in pseudo-script form first, with the dialogue in script and detailed-ish stage directions. I just scripted out "The Worst Pies in London", my favorite scene from the whole damn play. Truthfully, I took the song, changed some words around, cut out some bits, and added a whole lot more stage direction so it'll be easier to get into story form. But I'm very fond of it, actually.

( Times is hard indeed, Larxene. )

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Worst Pies in London - Sweeney Todd

Well, I felt like updating because I got the Pippin cast list.
AND I GOT FASTRADA. FUCKING HELL.
Spread a Little Sunshine is so, so out of my range. But damn, I guess I'll have to make it work. XD I seriously didn't expect to make it, I was so sure that my audition sucked fucking ass.
But? Even better...
Chels is the Leading Player.
I knew that they would give her a main part. They were giving her a fucking tongue bath at auditions XD. And it's perfect for her too. I tried to call her to see if she'd gotten it yet, but she wasn't answering. I'll talk to her tomorrow. Lucky-ass girl. I'm jealous. But happy.
Rehearsals start June. ♥
In other news, I am all alone in my dorm (or at least, on my floor) with the exception of Annie, who I tackled in the hallway when she came up. She's unpacking and getting re-settled right now, but I expect her to come crashing in here any second XD. It's really fucking creepy here when there's no one around, though. Ugh.

Current Mood: happy
Current Music: Spread a Little Sunshine - Pippin

Worked out the characters for the Sweeney Todd/KH thing I may or may not be writing sometime in the near future. Sweeney = Marluxia, Lovett = Larxene, Toby = Axel, Johanna = Namine, Antony = Sora, Pirelli = Demyx, The Judge = Vexen, Beadle = Lexaeus, Beggar Woman/Lucy = Kairi ~~don't ask~~, and the Gentleman = Zexion. Other characters'll probably be worked in as bit parts. Watch as I start this thing and abandon it in like, two weeks.
The trip back to school is going alright. I accidently drank about half of my mom's beer (don't ask me how) a few minutes ago, since she irresponsibly left it open next to my coke can when I wasn't paying attention and was verym very thirsty. Her excuse for drinking while driving is that she's a heavyweight and can handle one beer. Yeah, well I'm a lightweight. Extremely. And so I'm feeling a little weird and tipsy right now. Thanks, mom. I owe you one. And it tasted like shit, too :(. I'm not sure why she's driving me, anyway. I think she's staying with some friends she has in town for a few days before driving back.
Well, not that there haven't been some interesting sights. There was a motorcycle gang posing for a picture with a giant American flag on top of a hill a few miles back. They all looked like ZZ Top. And we just saw the outline of a cross burned into a hill with "Jesus saves" burned in the middle of the cross. Ooookay.
And I found out why I couldn't upload my pictures from the trip from a week ago - I left my connector cable thing in the dorm. Crap. Oh well, I'll try to get them up whe I get back.

Current Mood: Not quite there
Current Music: God That's Good - Sweeney Todd

This is like, what, my fifth fandom post in a row?
But still, I've gotten to episode 16 of Last Exile and need to spooge all over my journal. Metaphorically. I think.
I want one of those Guild starfish things. They're so cute! And deadly. But mostly cute! Speaking of the Guild, I had to get rid of one of my DN icons to make way for a Dio icon. Because he is made of win and awesome and flamboyance.
And because the relationships in this thing are so damn complicated, I have simplified them:

( A summary of the romantic entanglements of Last Exile. )

Simple as pie. This is a damn good show for pairings. And I have to admit, I actually kind of liked the dub better than the original, if only for Dio's voice, which was great. The youtube versions have really wonky sound, though, so I'm kind of just watching it on mute. Oh well. I'll probably finish the series on the way to school on my laptop or something, or later on when I'm not doing anything. I really do want to finish it, though. It's amazing.

Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Art Snob Solutions - of Montreal

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