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  <title>Of Cross-stitches and Black Belts</title>
  <subtitle>Stitch by stitch, step by step, one, two, three, four.....</subtitle>
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  <updated>2009-12-10T14:10:14Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:63978</id>
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    <title>Gotta love Fandom...</title>
    <published>2009-12-10T14:10:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-10T14:10:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Me: TMNT 3 makes *NO* sense! Why is it that the elite samurai, the social class that gets the education, can't speak any English but the five year old peasant boy from a poor village can?!? GGAAAHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoku: ::pats my shoulder:: Maris, God just killed five cat-girls, shot Church, and hit Hal over the head with a two-by-four, all because you're trying to apply logic to Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoku has officially become my adopted Hawaiian little brother.</content>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-12-06T08:35:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-06T18:35:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-06T18:35:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">::headdesk::&lt;br /&gt;I'm in so, so much fucking trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to think, what to say, or who to talk to to get sound, experienced advice.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I avoided shit like this for a reason.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:62990</id>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-08-29T20:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T06:41:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-30T06:41:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you know, sometime I really wonder what it is in people that make them so fucking inconsiderate. In my apartment building they do have a laundry room, 3 washers, 3 dryers. I'm lucky that my roomie has a washer so I don't need to pay the fifty cents to wash my clothes, just to dry them if I don't feel like doing the line dry thing. So, with my wet clothes in a bag I walk down to the end of the complex to get a dryer. I constantly am left waiting because I guess it's Saturday and everyone has been doing their laundry (plus not to mention they apparently changed the lock to the laundry room and no one has keys to it yet, so it's also possible that everyone has been waiting the whole week to do their laundry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS is my point: I go in there, it's now 8:30 at night, the dryers are all full. I sigh, decide to wait a few minutes because the dryers have stopped so hopefully the owner of the clothes is mindful enough to get their clothes. He is, however, he points to the washer and informs me that all three washers are full of more clothes that need to be fucking dried. Son of a bitch. It's like dude, *EVERYONE* needs these machines, not just you, so why the fuck do you possibly feel justified in using EVERY SINGLE FUCKING MACHINE?!? Grah! I mean I guess it's all first come/first serve and whatnot but still! Why do I feel like I'm the *only* one in the world who is considerate? Because I wouldn't do that, not unless it's like, mid-day and I'm fairly certain that there's no one else around. I just feel like going back to the laundry room to turn off the dryers, or dump a bucket of water inside &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; but I won't. Wonder how bad would it be to let my wet clothes sit in the bag overnight and dry them in the morning? I'd do the line dry but I'm too lazy and I dunno, I don't want my stuff hanging outside overnight. Plus most of it's underwear u-u; Stories of panty thieves in Japan run through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but seriously, am I the only one in the world who's considerate of others? I can't be.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:62861</id>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-08-22T22:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-23T09:15:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-23T09:15:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, for anyone who cares, things are fine, living quarters established, got one job so far, all set for classes, even have the majority of my main textbooks and will be getting the supplemental ones as time goes on (mainly because I think most of them are books I can just check out of a library).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing everyone pretty badly, it's been a rough week and (of course to no fault of anyone, between the time difference and that everyone has a life) no one's schedule is syncing so I feel like I haven't talked to anyone. Am thinking I'm also being emotional due to hormones since this sort of thing doesn't seem to bother me most of the time. I'm sure once school and work starts everything will be vastly different. I'll have more stuff occupying my mind and all will be well once more ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to wait two months for Nano. But then again, I'm actually grateful for the time because I need to get reacquainted with the main characters for one of the novels I want to write (and no, that's not a typo, I mean that's one of the novels I'm working on for Nano). Which leads me into my second thing; I'm going to attempt two Nano-novels. How? I have no clue, I intend on making my one about the Sentinels 100K, no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I catch the flu this year, I'm going to laugh.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:62600</id>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-07-30T09:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-30T19:35:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-30T19:35:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Being nagged by this depressing "wtf am I *doing?*" feeling. Is quite annoying. Is possible leftover emotion from being pissed that my mom hung up on me (short version; she doesn't know where her debit card is, neither do I, so apparently it's my fault). I really want to stick it to her when she gets home but I dunno if I'll have the energy or the desire to do such a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just pissed about how my summer is turning out. I was under the impression I was going home, be able to relax, buy some new clothes, get my school stuff together and go back. Instead I spend two weeks having to deal with the strain between my sister and mom sharing a tiny space with me and two children, a week in NY trying to coax my brother to do the shit he was *SUPPOSED* to do during the WHOLE YEAR he lived here and the next week dealing with my mom and fixing the house, then three whirlwind weeks of packing (the only highlight there was that Nalan came to visit) and now for the past week I've been working to the point of total exhaustion (which means by 7pm I'm babbling like a moron and unable to hold proper conversation) and what gets me is that while I'm lying on my mom's bed, my mouth hanging open and my eyes rolling, she still fucking talks to me about the shit she's trying to do in the house. For whatever reason, whenever my mother starts talking I find myself wanting her to shut the fuck up already. All she does is talk and it's really starting to piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh:: ok, am going to go nap, hopefully i'll feel better when I wake up &amp;gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:62228</id>
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    <title>So I'm not the only one...</title>
    <published>2009-07-18T17:22:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-18T17:22:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">::is watching History channel special on comic books, and this is what they have to say of Green Lantern (which is Hal at this time) during the 60's when they were re-vamping a lot of the comics to keep them alive::&lt;br /&gt;Announcer: Green Lantern, who had a lot of power but no personality-&lt;br /&gt;Me: ::has to pause and keep herself from falling over with laughter::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to share.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:62050</id>
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    <title>No one listens, do they?</title>
    <published>2009-07-05T18:58:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-05T18:58:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those times that I am really happy my family doesn't use LiveJournal.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how much you guys know about my cousin, Blake. He was born with cerebral palsy, it's more of a physical retardation than a mental one (or at least in his case, not so sure about others). Now what sort of sucks is that when people see him, he does come off as someone who's mentally deficient (he can't talk, he holds his arms funny and he walks kind of funny, too, he's also deaf in his left ear I believe), but when you get to know him, you find that he's pretty much the same as everyone else, maybe a little less mature than he should be for his age, but considering how society likely treats him you can understand why. Now, I love Blake to no end I really do, but this is why I'm bitching about him:&lt;br /&gt;Blake *LOVES* World of Warcraft. It's someplace that gives him the opportunity to communicate with people and not be judged because of his condition. He started writing a book for it and when I heard, I was really excited. There are writers in my family, a few of them even published (lately my Aunt Ginger) but they mostly do non-fiction and I felt I was the only fiction writer, therefore really happy when I found my little cousin was a writer, too. However, in the past, he's tried to do fanfic for Wolverine and totally plagiarized it. My aunt and my mom asked me to help my cousin with his book. I said sure, emailed him, he liked the idea and we went to work.&lt;br /&gt;The book isn't terrible in reference to its plot. The book is terrible in format, grammar, and spelling. I suggested to Blake that he should read other books to help him write better. I suggested Lord of the Rings, to re-read Harry Potter, and some other books. He tells me he has a sixth grade reading level. I tell him, so what? Have a dictionary handy and I'm sure his mom would help him understand anything he doesn't. I also suggest that he takes some college courses in English and writing. Basically he told me it was impossible because he had a 6th grade education and no teacher would take the time with him.&lt;br /&gt;This is where I get pissed off. I really resent someone telling me when things are impossible when the majority of them are not and more so when it's something they care about. Blake wants his work published but basically he wanted me to re-write it for him. I told him I couldn't; I don't know WoW, I don't know his characters, and this is his work, not mine. I also kind of lose my patience with him because of his immaturity and his inability to even try to do things on his own or stand on his own two feet (like he worries about causing stress to his parents and doesn't know what will happen to him when they die, and he like refuses to talk to them about it and according to him he tries and they say "oh don't worry about it" and instead of putting his foot down and going "No, we need to talk about this now" he just lets it go).&lt;br /&gt;Now here is where I do one of my *headdesk* things; he's working on his second book (he says "2rd book." I'd chalk this up to a simple typo but he says it over and over &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; wtf Blake did you learn *NOTHING?*) but doesn't want to show anyone until the first one is published. I just hope he got someone helping him for real, I'm really hoping he's writing it himself, and you know what? I really do hope he gets it published, seriously, I think it would be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll tell you this; I'll be damned if he gets published before me &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, excited about Nalan being here by the end of the week, the move to NY which was supposed to happen between 7/29-8/2 is now going to happen something like 7/23-7/26. Mom is going to NY for the deposition the 16th to the 19th and I am so happy to have this house to myself during that time. I'm going to be able to get so much done with both moving stuff and my own things it's going to be so great.</content>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-06-30T01:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-30T12:21:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-30T12:21:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a huge, long list of things that have to get done and since my mom will be off of work for four days, I can't imagine getting too much of it done then. If nothing else, it's because when my mom gets involved in my projects, she just complicates them. She thinks she's helping or thinks it's a better way, and heck she might be right, but I want to do it the way *I* want it done. Not unreasonable considering her thoughts and ways of doing things.&lt;br /&gt;Really wish my mom's lawyers would get their act together, she's supposed to go to NY for a court thing and I've already told her I'm not going to go (for one, I'm not needed for this particular court thing, and two, she'll make me work on the house which at this point I will almost absolutely *REFUSE* to do). She tried to get it set to go during her few days off, and I really wish they called her and made it work because I really need the time away from her. I know she's going at some time during this month, would just rather sooner than later and a longer time as opposed to short (going this weekend means she'll be gone for four days. Other weekends, maybe two).&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm starting to PMS or something. Feel really on edge and irritable. Nearly pounded my keyboard because of a typo u-u; wtf is wrong with me?</content>
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    <title>bleehhh.....</title>
    <published>2009-06-14T22:27:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-14T22:27:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am so displaced right now it's not even funny. I have been going to bed with an overwhelming sense of depression 95% of the time for the past week and a half, it was so bad the other night that I almost asked my mom to take me to the hospital. It only seems to happen at night. I think it's due to being tired, mostly, but also I'm just basically beginning to loose my mind. Having a real hard time keeping track of my stuff, my mom is giving me a headache, I feel horrible that I haven't been able to get a hold of Neko but I know she's doing wedding stuff so making our plans may be better off waiting until later anyways.&lt;br /&gt;And off I go to do more stuff &amp;gt;.</content>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-06-07T09:54:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-07T14:13:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-07T14:13:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Got to NY all safe and sound, decided Jetblue rocks as an airline and definitely recommend people to fly with them, get my shoes soaked trying to find where my friend works in the city, find out my card has no money, and I forgot to pack my laptop power cord. So, good and suck all at the same time u-u; Get back to LI and find that I also don't have my cell phone charger T_T Mom is mailing me both items, but they won't get here until Wednesday. At the moment my phone battery is about to die. Though when I saw my brother on Friday night he said a friend of his gave him an old cell phone, which has a full charge, so we'll temporarily transfer my phone number to that phone and all will be well until I get my phone charger back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids Black Belt test yesterday went very well, was very surprised by how much my kids grew since I've been gone. Me being there surprised them as well, they were very happy to see me.&lt;br /&gt;Going out to dinner with Sensei's tonight, probably going to hang out at the dojo most of the week, seeing my friend Jen on Wednesday night, and for the most part chilling until my family gets here to bring chaos u-u; ^_^; Oh well. I have access to bagels and decent pizza. All will be well.</content>
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    <title>-----&amp;gt; is speechless</title>
    <published>2009-05-26T18:17:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-26T18:17:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">::HEADDESK::&lt;br /&gt;OMFG.... HAL YOU FUCKING ASS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hoosierinanity.blogspot.com/2008/02/green-lantern-history-7-leap-year.html"&gt;http://hoosierinanity.blogspot.com/2008/02/green-lantern-history-7-leap-year.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A *TOY* *AIRPLANE!* WTF HAL?!?!?</content>
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    <title>The Downside to being Home....</title>
    <published>2009-05-26T18:04:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-26T18:04:25Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Not so much a downside, really, but, well look;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ::at my laptop, giggling::&lt;br /&gt;::Andrea and Brian playing video game::&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: You laughing at me?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No, no,&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: You keep giggling and it's always after I say something, who are you talking to?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nalan, but she keeps sending me funny stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: Like what?&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's comic book stuff, you want me to explain?&lt;br /&gt;(I note here that anytime I mention anime and/or comics I get brushed off and ignored... usually)&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: Yeah, tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh, uh, okay well, short version, Green Lantern's a superhero, only weakness is the color yellow, don't ask it's a really long story. Well, there's a GL from another planet that's like a squirrel, he gets killed by a yellow truck.&lt;br /&gt;Andrea: (doesn't answer, I assume it's because she's concentrating on the game)&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's disturbingly funny, I have no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;Brian: It's swearingly funny?&lt;br /&gt;Me: ... You weren't even listening, why do you care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to be a long summer ^_^;;</content>
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    <title>Trip Back Home</title>
    <published>2009-05-21T14:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-21T14:49:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sorry, this is long but I'm too lazy for a cut thingie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was an interesting trip.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I have never traveled injured. Sick, yes, injured, no (well not on a plane at any rate). But have been on crutches since I fell and kinda broke my foot. So, at Honolulu Airport, they get me a wheelchair and a porter, I go through security, porter wheels me to my gate and leaves me there, saying someone will come to take me on the plane (which doesn't leave for another hour). I start talking to a lady who had stepped on some coral and is in the same sort of situation as me. I ask her what time it is because I have to take medicine, and then I think "silly, you have your phone," and I realize it's not there. I figured it was left in the little white dish at security. Lady tells me not to panic, someone will be at the gate that can help (also other odd sort of thing; there were *no* workers at the gate, no one at all). So after a while I think, "screw this," pick up my bags, leave my crutches with the lady and wheel myself to find someone. It took forever to find *anyone* and the wheelchair was hard to push u-u; finally I came across an agricultural security checkpoint and tell the guy there what happened. He questions where I was, what checkpoint I was at, what gate I'm supposed to be at, and just all in all most of the time I'm thinking "dude, pick up the phone and call someone, questioning me is getting us nowhere." Another guy shows up, takes out his cell phone and tells me to call mine. I do, we talk to guy at security, they tell me they'll bring my phone to the plane. Crisis semi-solved, I thank the man and he says he'll bring me back to my gate. So as he's bringing me back I ask if there's a water fountain or something so I can take the medicine I need and he shows me that there's one next to the vending machine. I only have a $5 and a $20, so I tell him I'll just use the fountain and he goes "Nah, I'll get you a can of soda (no water in the machine)." What a darling. He wheels me back to my friend and where I left my crutches and I start the balancing act of my soda, bags, and trying to take meds and succeeding. During this my new friend muses at my self-reliance. So, get on plane, my carry-on suitcase ends up needing to get checked in (this I get a bad feeling about), and I get my cell phone back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plane trip to AZ was ok, slept on and off, was a bit irritated they didn't have any food for us, but it was an overnight and it was my silly-ness for not eating dinner. Oh well. Get to AZ, when I got off the plane they had another wheelchair and a very nice lady waiting for me, she brought me to a place to get something to eat and drink and wheeled me to my next flight. I eat my breakfast, call my mom, then get on plane in pretty much same manner as before, sans missing phone. On plane were two boys taking their first plane trip sitting two rows behind me, and the questions the older one (maybe about six or seven) amused the hell out of me.&lt;br /&gt;"Are we going to blast off? Is it going to be fast? Am I going to fall out?"&lt;br /&gt;Poor kid. Then when we did take off he went;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like this! Mommy I want to land and go home! I don't want to do this!"&lt;br /&gt;But once the plane leveled he was fine. Mostly him and brother were quiet most of the trip.&lt;br /&gt;Was very happy I did eat before getting on plane because any of the food they were selling was pretty much sold out by the time they got to where I was sitting and the snack pack thing didn't look very appetizing. I mean it was fine, some fruit, crackers, yogurt, but nothing I particularly liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally land in NC, there wasn't a wheelchair for me, which surprised me, but no matter, I didn't have to go far to get to my family. The security people nearly yelled at my mom, she and my sister made me a flower lei from daisies and small roses, my sister ran off to get a wheelchair for me, and after all the hugs and kisses we went to get my bag.&lt;br /&gt;::sigh:: my checked suitcase got left in Phoenix &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; No big deal, they promised it would be in by that night or the next morning and someone would deliver it to where I was. Cool, family assured me they had extra PJ's and stuff and not to worry. I didn't. So we went back to my mom's, and guess who was there? My brother XD he surprised me. I was very happy to see him, and really had no idea he was going to be there even though my sister slipped up a few times in conversation (shows to go how out of it I was :-P ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm dealing with this strange surreality of being here. Since my sister and her family moved in with my mom, well, things aren't quite the same. My room has mostly been left alone, though some of my boxes and such had to be moved but nothing I didn't already know about, everyone has been really respectful of that. It's a bit strange to be back I guess but I can't pinpoint why. Also there seems to be some more drama going on with my sister's end u-u; I feel bad for her, I do, but geez. I really didn't want to come home to a drama-fest. But, I haven't even been back for 24 hrs yet so I guess I should just not let it bug me for now ^_^;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:60400</id>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-05-16T18:23:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-17T04:35:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-17T04:35:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>6 in the Morning - Jake Shimbakuro</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, foot is still the same. The rest of my body is all sore from using the crutches. Wondering now if I said this before because typing it is giving me an odd feeling of deja vu.&lt;br /&gt;Boss has decided to close the spa on Sundays, which means I'm not working tomorrow. This is both good and bad; good because I don't have to schlep to and from bus stops on my crutches and it gives me extra time to do my laundry and pack and such, bad because it's $50-$80 I'm losing, now perhaps I may have too much time on my hands and I really don't want my last days here to drag on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wasn't such a klutz, this wouldn't be so bad because I had made some plans to explore. Granted I didn't solidify any plans, which is good cause it means no money wasted, but doing some of it is just no good while on crutches. Maybe this will be good for me, I actually have to relax and just chill out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also a bit concerned, tried messaging some friends from my phone and I wish I knew if my messages were going through. Maybe the AIM is being weird again ^_^; --&amp;gt;really hopes so because she's a bit concerned for one friend in particular...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:59996</id>
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    <title>Am having one of those moments...</title>
    <published>2009-05-15T00:18:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-15T00:18:56Z</updated>
    <category term="random"/>
    <category term="crack"/>
    <category term="no one listens"/>
    <content type="html">I tripped, fell, and tore a bunch of muscles in my foot. This means I'm not to walk on it for about four to six weeks. I told my mom this, explained that I want to talk to her but I'm not limping down to the end of my street, which is the closest area where the reception on my phone will work (I get just enough reception to get text messages and even those are somewhat unreliable) so to just send me a message on the computer when she was done. What does she do? CALL ME ON THE PHONE. Of course I'm in the other room, actually resting, so I couldn't get it in time but it wouldn't have mattered because the call would have dropped in two seconds. I have told my family many, many, many, many (assume the "manys" continue for a while here) times that trying to call me when I'm at my house is silly, because THERE IS NO FUCKING RECEPTION! If there is nothing else about my family that pisses me off more is the fact that I constantly, CONSTANTLY, have to repeat shit for them. I mean okay if they don't know I'm home that's one thing, but dude, I told them last night *and* this morning that I wasn't going to be going anywhere today because doctors orders or not, my foot is in no condition for me to be going anywhere. Besides, is my first day without school, work, or even needing to study, I'm sitting on my butt and resting for once. ::sighs:: oh well u-u'</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:59676</id>
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    <title>Koudoutani Sentinel Randomness</title>
    <published>2009-05-10T20:38:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-10T20:39:12Z</updated>
    <category term="random"/>
    <category term="koudoutani sentinels"/>
    <lj:music>Ke'anae - Dennis Pavao</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Danny is Hawaiian and she is going to make fun of Hunter by calling him haole boy.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:59597</id>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-05-08T20:12:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-09T06:51:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-09T06:51:42Z</updated>
    <category term="family is nucking futs"/>
    <category term="saiyuki"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister's family has been facing some financial problems, especially in light of our economy and whatnot (not to mention that honestly I think they don't handle their money well but who am I to judge?) plus they want to move back to NY. So the plan came into view that Jay would go to NY while Andrea and the kids moved in with my mom for one month. I forget who actually came up with the second half of this plan, but all in all I told mom that I thought it was a bad idea. I knew it was bad because my sister tends to take advantage and has a really bad habit of thinking that she's owed things, this all I voiced to my mom. What I didn't voice is that my mom does tend to be annoying, forget certain bits of conversations, say she's happy to help out in one breath then cursing the fact she helped in the next.&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to the past two days. Yesterday, Andrea calls me, saying how my mother is driving her up the wall (they moved in less than a week ago), proceeds to tell me how she might as well stay in the house I was told she was getting evicted from. She had some other complaints, like how she went shopping and mom freaked on how much she spent and how some of the things she picked up were wrong, mom made her make 2000 some-odd copies of something and then bitched about the cost. Then I love how my sister proceeds to tell me when she was younger she would pay for some of the groceries out of pocket because she was afraid to tell my mom of the real cost, afraid of having my mom yell at her. I really hate it when Andrea talks about all she did when she was a kid (and I mean between like 16 and 22 or so) because I think a lot of it is in her head (she also likes to say how she "raised" me and Brian. Yeah right. Watching us for two or three hours everyday after school was not "raising" us).&lt;br /&gt;So, today, mom complains about Andrea, how she dropped Quinn of at school then went to her house to continue packing, and apparently Andrea had fallen asleep and Jaycie got a pair of scissors and gave herself a haircut (this is the second time this has happened, and she is four... I got Jaycie on the phone and reminded her that her name wasn't Britney Spears, and no, she has no idea what I'm talking about... yet). Also, my mom is a little concerned because she now finds out that the storage unit Andrea and Jay were supposed to get, well, they didn't get one and my sister is still packing up her things. I have no idea where they're going to move their stuff, there isn't a lot of room at my mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh:: so, in conclusion, as much as I miss my family and really can't wait to see them, I do fear what will happen to my family in the coming months. I know everything will be okay, no matter what happens, it will get fixed, I just wonder... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seriously, this is going to be right the fuck out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;You know how GetBackers is gay in the way where you go "Oh yeah there's no way in hell they are not sleeping together"? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's my perverted brain but Saiyuki is too! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; And you know, I think I still love Gojyo/Hakkai, but I think Sanzo/Hakkai is more cannon ^_^ The first three or four minutes of Requiem made me laugh my ass off XD Also Hakkai's assessment of their enemy.&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe I was right when I said that you're a mentally deficient cross-dressing freakshow with a bird fetish."&lt;br /&gt;::giggles:: Burn.&lt;br /&gt;However I do have to say there are lots of moments where I'm like "W T to the fucking F?!?" I mean the demons just *stand there* while Hakkai and Sanzo chit chat and Sanzo's reloading his gun! Attack them you dimwits! No wonder the Sanzo Party kicks your asses! I mean there's stupid... and then there are demons u-u;&lt;br /&gt;I do also get tired of certain running jokes - Gojyo and Goku fighting, mainly, because it's the same. If they got just a few new comebacks or nicknames or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::takes a deep breath:: ok, am done ^_^; ::headdesk::</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:59139</id>
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    <title>Saiyuki Reload</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T19:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T19:47:00Z</updated>
    <category term="saiyuki"/>
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    <content type="html">I had been warned that Reload sucked. They played it on a cable channel I had back in NY and since it was the only thing on during that time slot I gave it a shot. Took me a while to get used to the voices, but after a few episodes I kinda liked it. Well they only seemed to play the same like, ten or twelve episodes, not sure why, but anyways I recently re-discovered this series via YouTube and now I think I see why people told me to not really bother with this series.&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I do like Gojyo's change in wardrobe. I didn't mind his other outfit, the pants always bugged me, but I like his new look. So far, this is the only change I like.&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that... sometimes I wonder what the hell *is* up with this series. Now granted I didn't watch all of Saiyuki, maybe up to episode like, 20 to 25, but so far this series seems to be the same, especially when you get to episode 15 when Sanzo gets poisoned and it comes down to a fight between the Sanzo party and Kougaji. Sound familiar? Try what, episode 20 in the original Saiyuki series where Sanzo is poisoned and it comes down between... ok you get my point. There are differences, but also, and maybe it's because I haven't seen the whole first series, but why the hell would they think Kougaji would help them?! Unless I missed something which is entirely possible.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the animation in Reload bugs me. It's not horrendous, I've seen worse, but did they have less of a budget to work with? I mean there are lots of good places, but also I've seen plenty of cring-worthy pieces.&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm done XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a more personal note, I'm finished with all of my classes! ::does a happy dance:: Next week I have finals and then I'm going to the mainland to see my family and friends! I'm so excited ^_^</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:58997</id>
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    <title>More fun from work</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T05:35:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T05:35:06Z</updated>
    <category term="schandenfreude?"/>
    <category term="coworkers suck"/>
    <lj:music>"They're Taking the Hobbits to Isenguard!"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, today kinda sucked, all because none of the therapists know how to answer their goddamn phones.&lt;br /&gt;Had two groups of two people wanting massages. I couldn't get anyone to answer and come in therefore could only persuade them to take appointments for tomorrow. So I set the appointments and send the couples on their way.&lt;br /&gt;Now, first of all, technically I'm not supposed to set appointments until I confirm with the therapists, but since these people had waited around for a while as it was (and both couples didn't have a number I could reach them at) I just went ahead because surely I could find people for the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Already I saw that the regular shift therapist for Monday had the day off, which meant I had to call in on-call therapists. Also I noted that Lilianna, the bitchy therapist, specifically has on the calendar that she is available from 12:30pm to close (but frankly one thing I have learned is to never take this as gospel truth, especially when it come to Lil). How this works is that I put out the calls and whoever responds first gets them. There's a bit of a hierarchy involved, I leave a good ten minute window between calls so the first ones have a chance to respond and get the appointment. Everyone I called went straight to voice mail. Two of the others called me back and got the jobs. I called Lilianna to leave a message to let her know I got the appointments filled... I have to say that partly I called because I wanted to let her know that her inability to answer her fucking phone lost her work.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the fun part; Lilianna calls me back about fifteen minutes later. The following conversation takes place;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you got those appointments covered?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, thank you."&lt;br /&gt;"You know I'm available that day."&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, I did see that, however I didn't want to book the appointment without a confirmed therapist." (I wanted to add on "I'm not *allowed* to set the appointments without conformed therapists, you know that, you cunt!")&lt;br /&gt;(all pissy like)"Well, if anything else comes up just book it."&lt;br /&gt;"All right."&lt;br /&gt;(still all pissy like)"Bye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::smiles:: Now, see, I don't know if anything else will come up because I was closing up the spa. I wonder if she's going to go crying to my boss saying I did it on purpose or something. No, I definitely did *not* do it on purpose, however I'm not going to lie that I kinda liked the outcome. Karma is a bitch and I can be one, too.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:58759</id>
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    <title>I have absolutely no excuse for this...</title>
    <published>2009-04-30T09:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-30T09:55:52Z</updated>
    <category term="getbackers"/>
    <category term="cosplay"/>
    <category term="kh2"/>
    <content type="html">Been watching Getbackers for the past couple of days, joked to Nalan about cosplaying Ginji, and upon getting to the episode where you first meet Akabane, I'm reminded of Marluxia from Kingdom Hearts and started wondering why the creepy!evil ones always come off as perverts in fan stuff. Then I got a vision of Akabane cosplaying Marluxia, and then vice versa, and then a better thought hit me:&lt;br /&gt;Ban should cosplay Sora and Ginji should cosplay Roxas, then reverse it for Sora and Roxas. All four of them already have the hair XD&lt;br /&gt;I would so *love* a pic of that.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:58527</id>
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    <title>Co-Worker Dickery Strikes Again!</title>
    <published>2009-04-27T05:40:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-27T05:40:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Lilianna is starting to make me laugh, really. First of all she was complaining a week or two ago about the fact that work was so slow and she was all "give me whatever you can!" and acting all desperate. Well, things have picked up a bit and Lilianna has been getting a pretty good amount of work but it's starting to wear on her. Now, on Wednesday she had one of her regulars come in, and afterwards the customer asks if she can make an appointment with Lili on Sunday since now we were open that day. I said that I would ask and I pull Lilianna up and ask her about taking the Sunday appointment. She said, in front of me and the customer, that Sunday is her day off but she will take the appointment. Okay, fine, appointment set and it's all done. Today, the customer calls up because she has to cancel the appointment. I call Lili to let her know and she gets all pissy about it, "You know she does this all the time and if I would have known that she was going to cancel then I wouldn't have taken the 5pm, go find someone else to take the appointment."&lt;br /&gt;....Where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;First of all, if you're off on Sundays, then don't agree to appointments. Past that it's your own damn fault.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, you know what? In every job I had if I needed someone to cover my shift, I had to do the legwork and find the replacement myself. Okay now granted Lilianna doesn't have everyone's phone numbers, but again this goes back to what I said above.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, especially after being accused of stealing and not doing my job right I'm a little disinclined to acquiesce to her request (thank you PotC).&lt;br /&gt;This woman needs a serious dressing down and I'm afraid that I'm going to be the one to do it. Will talk to boss about this because I feel she is really getting out of hand.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:58209</id>
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    <title>Happy and Annoyed</title>
    <published>2009-04-24T18:03:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-24T18:03:06Z</updated>
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    <category term="paranoia"/>
    <category term="work"/>
    <content type="html">Boss called me last night to tell me that I'm being taken off Fridays. Already he had taken me off Mondays. The other day receptionist got a lot of her hours cut too, but I can't tell if this is because of her own availability change or boss is trying to save money (he also cut the pay for the therapists). Then he took me off Fridays because he realized that he cut way more hours for the other receptionist than for me. I know that while trying to save money he's also trying to be fair, so that's why I'm really not too upset, plus this means I have a full day to myself now, because now I work all day Sunday. I'm just annoyed because it means losing money, because I went from working four days to three and when I first got this job it was supposed to be going from four to five. Oh well. It'll be ok, this also means less contact with bitch therapist (who tried to accuse of stealing *AGAIN* and I swear I will either talk to her next time I see her and the next time it happens I'm putting my fucking foot down because it's getting ridiculous) and more time to get stuff done so I'm not scrambling to do laundry at some weird hour, more study time, and time to read comics (priorities, you know XD).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting to feel a little panicky, about finals, about school, about most stuff in general u-u; I'm really trying not to but I feel like I'm back in high school. I'm all paranoid, more shy than usual, I get to school and then all I want to do is to go back home... starting to really wonder what the hell is wrong with me, if anything I was supposed to feel like this when I first got here and get more confident as I go along, and now I feel like whatever confidence I did finally build up in the past eight years has been destroyed u-u; maybe it's just the stress over the past, like, almost month now. I haven't been sleeping well since the convention and have had very little downtime. So, yeah, maybe getting Fridays off is better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, speaking of all of this I better get moving, have a bit of homework, of course my laundry, and I gotta start packing up some stuff to send home ^_^ Talk to you all later!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:57993</id>
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    <title>My brain, it is cruel u-u;</title>
    <published>2009-04-21T07:12:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-21T07:12:31Z</updated>
    <category term="koudoutani sentinels"/>
    <category term="fail"/>
    <category term="kh2"/>
    <content type="html">Yeah, my KH2 Axel/Roxas fic is dead ::pouts:: Maybe it'll come back to life when I replay KH2 this summer. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, how *old* is Axel supposed to be? u-u; I mean, yeah, I'm sure he's older than Roxas (who's supposed to be what, 16?), but just because he's taller doesn't indicate his age you know. Of course it can always be argued since they don't really exist, their ages are irrelevant but... I'm gonna shut up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to concentrate more on my Koudoutani series and see if there's any way I can kind of post it like how people post webcomics. Since I can't draw, this won't be like, visually pleasing, but, I guess what do you guys think? Figure it's a possible step towards getting published, maybe? I dunno...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_moonbeam:57792</id>
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    <title>Random Inklings about DC and KH2</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T08:46:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-20T09:06:25Z</updated>
    <category term="explanations"/>
    <category term="gl"/>
    <category term="dc"/>
    <category term="axel/roxas"/>
    <category term="kh2"/>
    <category term="kingdom hearts"/>
    <content type="html">The following was a text message between me and my friend, Jerrica (for the record, yeah, she was named after the character in "Jem")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrica: My friend sent me pictures from a comic con&lt;br /&gt;Me: yeah? anything cool?&lt;br /&gt;Jerrica: Oh yeah.... omg someone did GL Kyle!&lt;br /&gt;Me: .... yes, his name would be Guy Gardner.&lt;br /&gt;Jerrica: *brain went poof*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have decided that Axel/Roxas is my new OTP, but omg they are such a *sad* pairing! I said this to Nalan and since she doesn't play KH (you don't really play any vid games though do you?) well, she just has no clue. And for the rest of you who don't or even want to look into my (possibly crazy) explanation, here it is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going to abridge this as much as possible. In the KH universe you have regular people, Heartless, and Nobodies. The Heartless are creatures who, obviously, have no hearts (this is about equivalent to losing your soul). Nobodies are apparently by-products of the Heartless, because when someone loses their heart, the shell left behind becomes a Nobody. Wiki has more extensive info but the two Nobodies we're going to talk about are Roxas and Axel XD&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually not sure exactly how long Axel and Roxas have known each other, and as far as I know no one is sure how exactly they met, what they did between the time they met each other and then were kinda torn apart, the games never seemed to go into it (and between the Japanese and American versions a lot of stuff is cut/lost, etc).&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, one day Roxas decides he's going to go "find himself" or something, again is not really explained you just know he's going away and his leaving is going to cause some tensions because Axel warns Roxas that if he turns against the Organization he's going to be marked (and let me just say this; Axel is the one who gets rid of people for the Organization and has killed off one of the Organization members before). Roxas offhandedly goes "No one will miss me," and just leaves. Axel is stunned and goes "That's not true! I would,"&lt;br /&gt;You want to wibble, seriously, because Axel looks so downtrodden when he says it. And if you played the game between Kingdom Hearts and KH2, for Axel to be so, like, sentimental, is a little out there. yeah....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, through other circumstances and in an attempt to bring Roxas together with his "Somebody" (who is Sora, the main character of the game) Roxas spends some of his time caught in an illusion, his memory of being in the Organization (and technically being Sora) lost except for some weird dreams. Axel approaches him a couple of times trying to get Roxas to remember who he was and mostly it comes off as Axel trying to save his friend before he's ordered to kill him. Axel gets really angry at one point and I think it's just because he's pissy that his boyfriend doesn't remember him, which frankly, I don't blame him. At the last moment, Roxas does seem to remember that he and Axel were close and offers to meet Axel in the "next life." Very cute. Except for Axel's response; "Heh, silly. Just because you have a next life..." ---&amp;gt; this is Axel referring to the fact that Roxas has a "Somebody" to become.&lt;br /&gt;So, Roxas merges back with Sora and the rest of the game has Axel coming in at random moments to either try to coax Roxas back or help Sora and his crew. Towards the end, Axel basically joins up with Sora to help him reach the end of the road and does so by sacrificing himself. As he's fading away, he apologizes for all he did wrong and when Sora asks why, Axel's reply is "I wanted to see Roxas. He was the only one I liked. He made me feel like I had a heart. Funny, you (Sora) make me feel the same way." Now that last bit makes sense since Sora and Roxas are, really, the same person.&lt;br /&gt;There is a bit with Axel apparently contacting Roxas from beyond the grave, kind of a last moment before Roxas will be buried deep in Sora' psyche and Axel will be gone for good. They have a sweet and sad chat about the nature of the heart and their places in the world before saying a final goodbye to each other (and since I have only seen this scene in Japanese, you get Japanese);&lt;br /&gt;"Mata ne, Axel."&lt;br /&gt;"Mata ne, aibou."&lt;br /&gt;And the scene ends with a single teardrop hitting the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean seriously I don't think I have ever seen a pairing skirting being canon quite like these two and just absolutely yanking at your heartstrings *the entire way.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMoW92LOHIM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qMoW92LOHIM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That link is the first of four which have all of Axel's scenes from the games. It goes a bit backwards, because you get KH2 (English version), then scenes from Kingdom Hearts Chain of Memories.&lt;br /&gt;You know, I really like Axel. There's this one scene where you see him being given to orders to destroy Roxas, and here's another nail in the wall because Axel at first tells them to use the Dusks (basically Nobody foot soldiers) and refuses to do it himself. I really like him in Chain of Memories, he's such a snarky bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm done I'll shut up ^_^;;</content>
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    <title>d_moonbeam @ 2009-04-18T07:47:00</title>
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    <content type="html">My brother displayed a rare moment of awesomeness, he took a picture of my sakura tree back in New York with his phone and sent it to me.&lt;br /&gt;I do miss that tree, and I do miss my home.</content>
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