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04/07/2003 Entry: "Et tu, Universe?"

 

Right. So, as hinted in my previous entry, I had to put the Gluhen down for a bit, but I made it through episode 6. Very brief, hopefully not very spoilerish comments:

*Crap. That was a perfectly good bishounen.

*The CCD/Gluhen parallels continue with the Woman Whose Eyes We Do Not See. The school has a clock tower, too. And a gazebo. (Somebody stop me. *Please.*)

*Aya/Sena. Hmm.

*Omi turning the photograph: PULL OUT MY SPLEEN THROUGH MY EARS, WHY DON'T YOU!? *collapses in a sobbing heap* I am already sensing the hurting. And Ken...Ken...uwaaaa....

*Grandpa is spindlier than I'd expected. I mean, even with him being ancient and ill, I'd expected him to be somewhat more heavy-set, as Reiji and Shuuichi are both fairly solid. (I've always assumed that Omi took after his mother.)

*The fansubbers continue to call Aya "Miss Fujimiya." Most disconcerting is when Youji finally turns up and says "Nice to meet you, Miss Fujimiya!" And Aya's all smiling and friendly. *shudders*

*I should not find kicking a soccer ball quite so heart-wrenching.

I had to go back to the original series to fortify myself after that. Luckily the angst of Ken's episodes (4-5) managed not to mess me up further, since this was not-a-psychokiller-Ken, so it was okay, more or less. Whew. And it was definitely worth my time to see the outtakes on the DVD, even if it meant being exposed to the dub voices. (Whoever it was at Technomancy had it right--Omi does sound like a monkey from Brooklyn. And Aya--gah. Ken's not too bad, though.)

Writing was frustrating this weekend, as I went in with high, blindingly optimistic hopes that I'd get no less than three different fic goals accomplished, and I spent all my time on one, which still isn't done. Grr.

I'm trying to decide if there's any good to be gotten out of this somewhat scary mental space that I'm currently in, or whether I need to get out of the house, metaphorically speaking, and take a nice long walk.

And I spent my birthday planting pansies, and now it's snowing.

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