some things just make you go WOW (toradora! 21)

I rarely blog about an anime beyond its introduction or conclusion, but I felt compelled to strongly recommend this series to the casual anime watcher. 

Several series fall in and out of my interests over the course their airings. Some anime tend to taper out, others become overly predictable, and a couple just end up becoming big "WTF"s. One series, however, managed to slip past all of that drudgery. Toradora! caught my interest as soon as I read OMNI's description of the series back in `08 and has never let go since. It is the one series every week where I will stop everything I'm doing to retrieve and watch without a moment to waste. The premise is somewhat typical: Japanese highschool anime, lolis, and the nice guy. However, the story is weaved in a way that is completely non-linear, and ultimately so well-executed to the point where even if it was, it easily surpasses its predecessors. 

The plot involves several main characters, but two in particular, Taiga and Ryuuji, that help each other hook up with each other's best friends respectively. It just so happens that this special relationship ends up becoming so much more, and the tangle of emotions created between the characters is something truly unique, heartfelt, and entertaining to watch. You see them giggle, you see them bawl, you seem them grow and mature as the series goes on. What an amazing ride it has been since and I am continually amazed at how well the pieces of the larger puzzle are put together.

Funfact: Toradora! is also the basis for my blog, for those of you who don't know. Vanilla Salt is the first ending song for the series, and I instantly fell in love with both the tune and the lyrics.

Funfact: Taiga, Tora for Tiger in Japanese, and Ryuuji, Ryu for Dragon in Japanese, or doragon for a transliteration, formulate the series' namesake: Toradora!.

Those of you who don't like to watch highschool anime, I dunno, you might be pleasantly surprised. I know I for one am kind of sick of the genre, but this one put a fresh taste in my mouth. Tomorrow or Saturday I will be posting up some stuff I've been doing in Gardea's class. Check it out yo.

i'm not gay (no really, i'm not)

Those of you who know me, know that I love to act gay. All the time. In the most obscene ways possible. Oftentimes, scaring even myself. I think I have an idea of why I do it, but it's psychologically saddening for me to say it out loud, but I suppose I should anyways.

I once heard that being lesbian was fun. No, this does not apply to male gays for whatever reason. I heard that girls like to do "stuff" with each other, and it was perfectly normal and they never thought anything of it, even if the two involved weren't lesbians. But when a dude jerks off another dude, it's like totally gay. I don't get it. Anyways I digress. 

I've gone through some meticulous analyzation and have found that acting gay is a strategy that completes three goals:

diffuse the situation (and also break the ice)

Acting gay lets you loosen up with those around you (obviously acting gay towards the person you already know). You can joke more easily and make conversation about your own faggotry, laugh at yourself, then do it again. It's great.

break the silence

You become a topic of great interest, as you pretendingly fondle your closest male friend. I have a tendency to drift towards those that are more homophobic, because they give a little retaliation, which makes things a bit more of a tease. In some ways, acting gay when you're not actually gay is a good way of becoming an attention whore. But hey, as long as you put up a good show, it's all fine and dandy.

defend yourself from hot women

Okay guys, this is the final kicker to the whole gay deal. I am deathly afraid of hot women. I've gotten more used to it from practice and exposure, but rewind a few years back and I would literally freeze and stumble over my own words when faced with a pair of lovely eyes, red lipstick, and hourglass-shaped love-handles. Acting gay makes things not awkward and allows you to joke around. I've actually found that acting a little homo even helps loosen up the women around you as well, like you seem more inviting to them because you've taken it up the butt too or something. 

Those are probably the primary reasons that I act gay all the time. Sorry to let anyone down that was hoping to hook up with me, but I still prefer sticking my meat in a hot, sticky hole that isn't filled with shit. 

OMG massive delay on writings. I've been so tired and lazy all week. Been doing lots of hw and playing a bunch of fighting games, as well as catching up on anime. Bleargh.

guild dinners (things are not what they seem)

Some interesting social experiences happened these past two days. The first was my guild dinner. Yes, guild dinner. I went out to eat food with the people I play World of Warcraft with. 

Are you done laughing? Alright cool. So there ended up being like 20 azns and like 5 white guys. All good. We ate at Hondaya, drank some, talked about WoW, joked about the "jizz" I had to eat, and enjoyed ourselves. Let me tell you though, some people look nothing like I thought they did in my imagination. Here's some perspective --

In WoW you are either fat or skinny, azn or white, but always nerdy looking.

Regardless of what I might say here, I had a great time meeting some of the same people I've fought, died, and conquered with on a weekly basis. 

Sorry not much to write today, really slow on HW cause of the video shoot. Although I have some more pictures to put up from the guild dinner as well as pictures from my friend's awesome video shoot. Look forward to it! edit in -- uh wow, Gundam 20 was surprisingly good.

inventing inventors (the dawn of new-age advertising)

Cory got me thinking today. It's something that I've thought of, but have always been to afraid to ask "what?" and "how?" about because of its sheer gargantuan size. We're talking about tackling tradition and breaking the foundation of what holds commercial society in its pedestal today. The warp has already begun, though. It's just up to us, the future generation, to decide how we should approach the rise of an information age, internet browsing leisure, and finding brand new ways to sell the same things that we've been selling for hundreds of years.

Inventors

It saddens me, each time I create a print ad. While print is still viable in the current day and age, I fear that this will not be the case in the decades to come. The first appearance of the Amazon Kindle even had me wondering whether or not printed material would become obselete altogether. This doesn't seem to be the case, yet, however, because humans still like to hold onto their material goods. But as the minds of coming generations grow more free to the concept of non-tangible items, I do in fact believe that print will be dead. 

So what does this mean for us advertisers and designers? The sudden spike in web interest was an expected one, although not in a way that it is now. The internet is slowly but surely consuming humanity's leisure hours, an inevitable consequence for allowing access to such tremendous volumes of information to the average Joe. Websites of every nook and cranny, every hobby and interest, emerge to swallow eyes and ears. A greater variety of niche markets spawn over time, and soon a "general" ad no longer reaches the majority, but rather, just another slice of the pie. How, in god's name, will you fight for your company? For your traits to stand out above the hundreds and thousands of competitors? The answer is that we must invent. Invent a new way of desire, a new way of captivating, and a new way of motivating.

Motivating you to get your fat ass out of that chair and buy my client's damned products.

In the interests of the current interests of the average human

As of now, I believe internet viral video advertising to be at its ripening age. The power of internet video is that people watch these out of their own free will, unlike television garbage that is shoved down our throats. The problem with ads on the tube is that they might be funny, they might be great, but in the end will it always instill a brand name into your mental databank? Will it lift you out of your chair and drive you to the nearest Target? I oftentimes watch television, maybe chuckle once or twice, but would forget the brand. Forget about even buying the fucking product, we can't even get anyone to remember what our message was. Now web. Web is different. A good ad is one that asks for attention and gets it, more than once, often by the same person, and soon thereafter to all of that person's friends. This is the power of viral and the most traditional advertising - word of mouth. In this day and age, information spreading as quickly as it does, "word of messaging" spreads awareness like a wildfire across a summer prarie. You put out a controversial piece, a mind-blowing piece, an epic piece, a hilarious piece, it doesn't matter as long as it does enough to tickle enough people's interests - it will grab a hold of somebody's attention, and that somebody will soon let all the other somebodies know. It's so unbelievably vicious in speed that I find it almost grotesque. 

So what is the challenge?

Quality. So many of these products and short commercials were made without the full intent of viral potential in mind. You have to generate hype. These days, it's all about the hype; about generating the uproar; about making them wait, biting their nails; about clicking that god damn refresh button so fast even Bruce Lee would be proud. The average human attention span is said to be 9 minutes. On the internet, it's more like 9 seconds. If you can grab your viewer's attention within that amount of time and you can hold onto it, you've got a piece of gold in your hands. We're talking big, like changing commercial runtimes, creating narratives, destroying the meaning of product placement, pushing viral marketing to its maximum, breaking the laws of the internet to send out our message to the consumer. What will these methods be? Only time can tell, but we will be responsible, as Inventors, in the interests of the current interests of the average human, to rise up to the challenge, and change advertising forever. The idea of changing the face of commercial marketing is daunting, but can prove much more meaningful and inspiring, rather than the redundant shit we see all the time. 

So yea, if any of you have any wish to join the revolution, please contact me. 

As for other crap in my life - I finished Watchmen (which I will be reviewing soon) and have been playing Street Fighter 4. The game is hard, since I've never played an SF game seriously before. Links suck :( . Thanks for tuning in and keep checking back!

nandatouuuuuuu!!?!?!?!? (minor update)

It's finally here. And yes, it is more hype than Blazblue will ever be, at least in my eyes. In fact, it's so hype that I already bought an Xbox 360 joystick for this game. If you want a better perspective: I don't even own an Xbox 360. The whole idea of returning to the roots, although a bit too literal with the art direction, is a sound strategy for Capcom to attack. The game is virtually unchanged, but tweaked for the new generation and looking beautiful for the new systems. Street Fighter 4 is going to be big, folks. Real big. (at least I hope so rofl)

Who will YOU be playing?

Also, check this out. This is probably the most hilarious thing I've seen since that time I took a shit in the blow-up pool in my backyard:

But Black Chris gets Chris Hall. That's fuckin racism.

Felt pretty sick today, so I didn't go to first class (I slept for motherfuckin' 12 hours). My WoW ad campaign critique actually went really well today (I dunno, my class just really liked that one). I'm going to be doing Earthpack next, an eco-friendly packaging company. On the side, I also have: Beano, K-Y Jelly (I can't believe I haven't started on this), Bawls Guarana (this too), and Obesity Awareness PSA. Have a product you think might make a funny ad? Let me know! I'll make it happen!

anyone. anywhere. 12 million players (print ad for WORLD OF WARCRAFT)

Those of you who play World of Warcraft (and even many who don't), know that a the player base is as wide as an elephant. I've played with everything from elementry school librarians to mothers of four. That being said, the game itself is very easy to pick up and play casually. For those seeking a bit of adventure in a fantasy universe saturated with lore and magic - World of Warcraft reaches out to millions of players daily. 

In my copywriting class this quarter, our teacher assigned us our first major assignment: a print ad for a product that we know well. I had always wanted to do this one, and it's always been scratching the back of my brain. Finally I would have the chance to execute on it! 

The first thing I had to decide on was what target market I wanted to aim for. It was a bit discombobulated at first, because I thought up a bunch of campaigns and slogans that would only appeal to established gamers. My goal was actually to reach the player base that has very little to no previous exposure to WoW. What was my strategy? Hop on the bandwagon. Almost everyone knows at least SOMEONE that plays the game, and I fully intended to take advantage of that premise. 

Here is my print ad campaign:

The body copy reads as follows:

"You hear about it all the time, but you don't know exactly what it is. Something about dungeons and swords and magic and stuff. But did you know your next door neighbor, Alice, got your librarian, Ms. Winslow, who got your math teacher, Michael, who got your best friend, Kevin, to play? With a player base that grows exponentially, fresh content that is added all the time, and countless hours of entertainment - for a measly fifteen bucks a month, you and your friends can conquer the world one step at a time. The World of Warcraft, that is."

I thought it was a mildly amusing approach to advertise the game to non-gamers. Let me know what you think (especially about the execution)!

So I spent Valentine's Day at Matt's place. Good shit lol. I do want to write an article about Venom now though, I'm just afraid it might be too long! Been kinda sick all week, but never too sick to miss posting on this blog all together, cause that would just be a god damned shame.

seatbelts and tits (floss and teeth)

So I don't remember what we were talking about. I think something about idiotic girl drivers and ones that don't want to put on seatbelts. What could possibly be the reasoning for not wearing a seatbelt? Is it cause it slices between your tits and gives them rashes? Or does it hurt when the car stops and your melons get smashed? Or does it start to shift one tit in another direction because the seatbelt is slanted? I don't know. I also believe that some women do NOT slide the belt between their breasts and instead just strap it over both of them. Wouldn't that hurt even more (and also damage the breast that is constantly under pressure?). What about women whose breasts aren't even big enough to have a strap between them? Oh whatever I don't really care about those women. My point is, what do you value more? Your breasts or your life? Some could argue that breasts are some womens' tickets through life, but I digress. Click it or ticket.

Okay this is the last one, but what about pregnant women or women who had just had a child? If a seatbelt were to smash a tit would milk come out?

Toradora! 19 was quite amazing. So amazing that Alex felt the need to call me at 5AM right after I responded to his text message. If Alex is this excited about it, then you know it's worth watching. Also, my urine smelled like freshly-roasted coffee earlier. Quite a pleasant surprise if you ask me.

the ice stone has melted! (the most awesomest story)

OMG I just remembered the most awesomest story.

So this was like circa first grade or whatever. My teacher was Mrs. Johnson with really, really saggy tits, and my best friend was some scrawny mexican named Joe. I guess I was scrawny back then too, but whatever. My rival's name was Glenn, and he was just another fucking white boy with his hair slicked back. He used to eat his boogers and one time he stapled his finger and I laughed at him while he was carried to the nurse's office, crying. Anyways, Mrs. Johnsaggytitson gave us a box of chalk for the class to draw shit on the black top outside of our classroom. All the kids had wonderful ideas, like: oh hey let's draw dinosaurs and spaceships and gorillas and shit like that. Well me? I had a better idea. I drew a circle in a circle. Joe walked over and was like: "yo what is that?". 

That. Is a butthole.

Joe laughed and then decided to draw his own, only his was a little bigger. 

"Oh yea?"

I drew an even bigger one, and this time I added LINES to it (like you know how your butthole has lines where it folds cause it's like a diaphragm or whatever I can't spell right now fuck). Joe was got pretty frickin serious at this point, and decided to draw a fucking HUGE butthole. I'm talkin a butthole that was the size of Jason's dinosaur to the left. I'd had it. I was going to end this war. I found a huge empty area of blacktop and I sat in the center and started to draw a circle around myself. Joe walks over and is like: "what are you doing now?" 

"You'll see."

I made this thing colossal. I had to walk around in a huge circle to draw the outer ring, like this butthole could swallow the whole dinosaur-gorilla-power ranger-barbie infested blacktop. Then I added the fucking lines to the butthole and called it a day.

But wait, that's not all.

Apparently Glenn had listened in to our conversations and decided to tell Mrs. Johntitstouchhertoesson that Joe and I were drawing buttholes on the blacktop. So she came out and asked me square in the face: "Chris, what is that?"

"Uh...a big eye?"

Man did I get owned. She fuckin dragged me by the arm, went to her desk, snatched out a board eraser, and slammed it in my hand. "Go erase that NOW."

Unfortunately for me it wouldn't erase and I started laughing so I had to sit on the line during both recesses.

Look at that time stamp right there. That's ridiculous. Just like this post. ORE GA DARE DA TO OMOTE YARU!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!

aimless update (my vagrant mind goes off)

Utada Hikaru's ULTRA BLUE album is really, really fucking good. Unfortunately, that's the only album of her's that I actually like. Anyways, I've been multi-tasking like mad for the past week or so - truly no idea what to prioritize, so I just do it all and hope the whole thing works out in the end. Some noteworthy things I'd like to highlight over the past week -

ALICE'S ADVENTURES IN WONDERLAND is a complete tripfest. Yea it doesn't really make sense, but it's a pretty awesome read. If anything, I'd call it completely impuslive writing. It's as if the author was at gunpoint and the guy with the gun was like: write something or I'll blow your brains out. "Ooohh, okay...well..uhhh.....there was this girl and she fell down a hole and can cats eat bats and bats eat cats? Something about a buzzed caterpillar, eating and drinking stuff that changes your size, a rabbit that had an OCD for checking his clock, and a queen with a deck of cards..." Yea, I guess not. It was probably just the shrooms.

BERSERK is now on my shelf. I've been waiting forever to pick it up and I now I have 21 volumes (and counting). Unfortunately, Dark Horse is still about 6 volumes behind Japan. The good part has JUST begun!!

WATCHMEN is really something. I'm only about a quarter of the way in, but I must say that this stuff is really entertaining in a dark way. I'm a bigger fan of Hollis Mason's writings than the actual plot currently, as he has a way of making you constantly chuckle out loud. I can't wait to finish it.

KARA NO KYOUKAI: MUJUN RASEN is something that I have to comment on again. It really is amazing. I'm not lying. No really, I'm not lying.

ANIME is slow cause of midterms. Soul Eater and Casshern are picking it up, Gundam 00 is still kinda lame, Toradora! is awesome, Rideback needs to come out, and Druaga is, well, Druaga.

OMGITSLEELA is actually hot irl, I'm pretty sure, which makes things super awkward for those of you who know what happened during the raid a few nights ago lol...

(note: had to blur out the 'secret channel' name just in case we get fags in there. oh wait.)

Here's also a look at something I worked on earlier today. I'll show you what it started out as, the experimentations I went through, and how I came to the conclusion.

So the concept was to create a poster for a band that we liked. Okay cool, I love doing that shit every quarter. I mean I never get sick of it, making album cover after album cover or cereal boxes after cereal boxes. I'm not bitter about it. Really. Especially not about the fact that I still have two more years of cereal boxes and album covers to make. Anyways, I decided to go with CAPSULE this time around (for anyone that doesn't know what this is - youtube.com -> search: 'capsule jelly' for an idea). So I'm thinking and thinking and I draw some thumbs and I think some more. 

Get this: a SAMURAI (capsule is Japanese, GET IT!?!?!) will SLICE open a CAPSULE (their band name is CAPSULE, GET IT!?!?!?) ZOMG, and then all of the information for the CONCERT will SPILL OUT of the SLICED open CAPSULE. OMFG I AM A GENIUS. Here is the thumbnail for it -

BLAM!!!

It doesn't get better than that. Seriously. Of course my teacher didn't think so, so he told me to re-draw it but I hate thumbing so I said fuck that and just decided to comp up a digital rough. Oh yea, since a student in my class got bashed for using Live Trace on some photo for her BG image, I knew I had to do my own art or get owned. Yes. I traced a samurai using the pen tool. Yea yea, I know, no need to applause.

no caption required

So about 344893402 hours later, I traced the bastard AND super-imposed a samurai helmet onto Kenshin. Okay don't tell my teacher I copied Kenshin, but at least I took the time and effort to trace over his pose AND the wrinkles in his clothes. AND the wrinkles in his clothes. AND the wrinkles in his clothes. (Just wanted to make sure you understood that I did his pose AND the wrinkles in his clothes). But I ended up skipping a bunch, but that's besides the point. So I'm all excited and shit and I get this image imported into photoshop and I start messing with it. I start really excited then end a little more than dissapointed. Check it out.

Graham Aker, is that you?

Okay so I kinda like it even though there are like explosively glaring problems. I mean the assignment was dubbed "heirarchy". Do you see the heirarchy? I think it like starts somewhere like in the green and ends up in the teal and balances out with the yellow. I have no idea what the hell this is. It looks terrible. I decide that it's probably something to do with size relationships and that the values are too similar. This is also the same thumb that I e-mailed my teacher Thursday night, asking for an early critique and suggestions. He said he only checks e-mails up till Friday, so I thought I was in the safe zone. Well, I didn't get his e-mail till about 2 hours ago, so el oh el.

I'm pretty blind since I'm not sure what to do about this problem. So, I mess around some more like do some cross-over coloring and shit with the text and make it mono-tone. Hm.

I'm green dabadee dabadye.

You know what really started to scare the shit out of me though? I remembered last week that some guy got made fun of because his thumb looked nothing like his final (it was three happy faces and the final was some full-blown band picture). The samurai kinda looks nothing like he did in the thumb, his pose is way off and the slash is like not even leading the eye anywhere. One thing I did fix in this thing was the size relationships and values. I also got the informational text to look like it was falling out of the sliced capsule instead of just floating in space. I kinda liked it, minus the fact that the composition is utter shit and the samurai's gorilla-face started to creep me out. 

I was about to turn that pos in when I finally had a change of heart. I want to do good in Gardea's class man. Fuck. So I did it. I retraced another image and fucking did it the right way. Hopefully this one, to all of you, looks much better than the former ones (and if it doesn't fuck you  and I don't care about your opinion):

 UGGHHHHHHHHHHHH SON.

So that's how it ended up and I'm gonna get it printed tomorrow morning for 8 billion dollars plus tax, mount it on a board with my cum, and turn it in for a C-. I hate my life sometimes, but it's cool cause Leela is hot.

Same articles to look forward to, yada yada, I love cock, Leela is hot, and pray for Timmy. Sex you later folks.

peek into my life (chris's personal workspace)

For those of you who haven't had a chance to check out my computer workspace, here's a few pics! I just upgraded to a dual-monitor today (and Sean gave me a new mouse-pad mat as well! What a coincidence!). 

Yea not much else to say except I think the setup is pretty sexy.

New set of post announcements: why I hold a grudge against women, memories of a past that I've never had, my childhood, and (sorry!) world of warcraft: a lifestyle. I am really fucking tired, so bear with me. Look at that time stamp. Are you fuckin serious?

grand and humble to the end (bonen no xamdou 26, finale)

I woke up this morning full of anticipation. I was finally going to witness the last episode of a series that, surprisingly, easily made its way into one of the best anime series I had ever seen. I'm going to hop right into the review, so if you have any desire to watch the last episode (or the entire series at that), please feel free to not finish this post. 

WHERE BONEN NO XAMDOU FALLS

The diverse cast of characters was much more powerful during the first half of the series, when character development was rampant. The whole idea of distance between Haru and Akiyuki, while building an entirely new environment on the postal ship, created excellent scenes of separation anxiety between the "main characters". (I say "main characters" because towards the end of the series, there is no real "main characters", because everyone is allotted a hefty amount of lime-light.) During this time, there are all sorts of great plot devices occuring: the love triangle between Haru, Akiyuki, and Furuichi, the hardships and cruelty of war for those on Sentan Island, the trials of Nakiami as she searches to find the way to her past, the inability for Ishuu to express her love towards her friends. It's not that things get bad either, but the story drags away from just Haru x Akiyuki, which causes the final scene to pale a bit. Now that we're there, I want to say a few things about the final scenes (the only other negative input I have about the series). The ending was extremely safe. Now generally I'd bash an anime to death for something like that, because I love bittersweet, memorable endings. When you start necroing characters, it really takes away from the impact of their death during the storyline. Now I'm glad they didn't decide to necro the wrong characters, because bringing back Ishuu and Kakisu were mild enough to actually enrichen the final moments. The part that really got to me was Akiyuki's death. He turned into a stone, I get it. It was a bit too sudden and the relationship between "The Girl and the Big Rock" seemed weak at best. I didn't get a feeling of bittersweetness or eternal longing, just separation anxiety. Was that all they were really going to do for Akiyuki? And at the very end, when he comes back, she seems a little too mellow for waiting 9 years. But then again, I suppose that's what their relationship had always been - a sort of mutual and calm understanding that they'd eventually find their way together...though that's besides the point. I'll make another post when I finally find out, but what exactly caused Akiyuki to break from stone? I know it probably has something to do with the Ongoro and what Nakiami said (maybe I missed the timing? Did she say something about 9 years?). Either way, it wasn't reinforced enough throughout the series for me to rack my brain and pick up the answer. Shallow dissapointment, I know, but the last shot seemed almost too unemotional and borderline cheesy. 

WHERE BONEN NO XAMDOU MAKES ITS MARK IN HISTORY

I criticize the anime so because I had high expectations for it. In all of its grandness, I will not deny the fact that it delivered in full. The series was full of deep, meaningful, and complex interactions between a multitude of unique characters. The mood set forth by excellent execution only further bolstered the anime's beautiful schematics. At the very heart of Bonen no Xamdou lies a story rich with character development and growth, illustrating the affect of war times on a wide variety of personas. The animation is, undoubtedly, one of BONES's finest works, featuring an attention to detail that is rarely seen in a lengthy series. There's only good things and more good things to say about Bonen no Xamdou, for anything but the paragraph above this is one, purely positive. 

I think Xam'd easily makes it into my top 10 of all time, maybe even the top 5. I gauge anime by: story, execution, character development, how well it stirs my emotions, and how much of a lasting memory it becomes. Xam'd scores high in each category, and while I wouldn't say it was the best thing I had ever seen, it definitely leaves a permanent mark.

AOOOOZAKKIIIIIIII. Honestly, I think that I just can't give anything a good review now just because of how much I loved Mujun Rasen. It's seriously over-shadowing everything lol. I don't think it's just me either, I've heard from several other anime fanatics that it's probably one of the best things they'd ever seen. Don't call me crazy! Either way, Xam'd was amazing, to say the least. I wouldn't discredit it at all. (Mujun Rasen was better though :X)

valentine's day is on its way (pink and red and white and shit)

It's not sad, really. We choose to do this to ourselves because we really, actually enjoy it. I think. Anyways, the other day I was talking to my girl    friend about random crap and she asked me: "hey do you have any plans on Valentine's day?" Oh shit. I forgot! February 14th, the infamous single-awareness day. Wait. That's right, I am busy on Valentine's day! I just remembered what was most important to me.

"Yea, I have to complete some quests on World of Warcraft to get the Love Fool title."

"..."

I haven't had a true love interest for nearly a year now. It's kinda depressing, watching myself get fatter and fatter and then just saying: "oh whatever the fuck I don't care anymore". It doesn't help that my school is full of rejects, fat white chicks, and retards - there isn't a cute girl in sight, let alone for me to have the ability to catch one in the state that I'm in. Pathetic! So I guess on Valentine's day I really will be just playing WoW with Matt.

I used to try really hard on Valentine's day and make all sorts of arts and crafts and shit for the person I liked. I think I was a 14-year old girl trapped in a 19-year man body. Holdon let me hop on my photobucket account, I still have some crazy ass pictures of the stuff I made.

UGGHH YEA! FUCK YEA IM HARDCORE!

To give you an idea of how hardcore I am, watch what I did --

-I fuckin' bought a box online from some custom wood shop.

-I bought carving tools and carved out that sun-spiral heart cheesy shit you see on the box cover.

-I found some gold and red paint from Home Depot and painted the shit.

-I filled the inside with crazy-ass heart confetti.

-Okay this is the insane part - I bought red and white chocolate kisses, took out the little flag thing that comes with them, cut up strips of colored construction paper, wrote individual notes on each one, and re-wrapped them into the kisses. How fucking insane is that? Beat that motherfuckers.

-I then wrote a crazy ass letter using a pink crayon (fuck that took forever) and put a chi-chi-mon-chan doll ontop of it all.

-Suck it bitches. Money can't buy this kind of love from me!

In fact, I was so proud of what I made, I just had to take pictures of it. By the way, after writing all of this I hope the person I gave this to isn't reading my blog right now.

Sorry this post sucked ass. I am like super-fucking tired. I actually went to school today and forgot my ID, so when I wanted to check out books the viet guy at the desk said I couldn't and I almost punched him in the face. Anyways, hopefully I'll have something better tomorrow. I really just needed to write something so I could change the banner for ehd cause he makes all these requests for loose women. Have a fucking fantastic day, and keep Timmy in your prayers or whatever your religion does!

a man of taste (female breast types and preferences)

Every man prefers his eggs cooked one way or another, just as he prefers the shape of a woman's breasts in one form or another. It's a touchy subject - the shape of a woman's bosom. I would like to keep all female viewers in mind, that we don't just want you for your body. Okay now that I have that out of the way...

TITTIES.

That's what they are, in all their glory. Bags of sin folks. Bags of sin.

I think my friend told me this theory once that his mom told him that as apes we used to gauge a female by her ass and that tits are shaped like an ass so we are infatuated with that. I can't believe I still remember. Anyways, tits are bouncy and soft and you just really want to squeeze them. Also, it doesn't help that women find it pleasurable (in most cases) to be fondled (in certain ways), and it only makes us even more insane for breasts. In addition, during intercourse, it is quite the turn on to watch natural breasts bounce up and down (or back and forth). Finally, breasts make great things to look at while you're talking to a woman (ref. Peter Griffin, pg. 137).

BREAST TYPES

They come in all shapes and sizes. To every man himself.

FOOTBALL TITS

Description: footballs. They sorta slope down and act like they're hanging from a hammock or something. They just stick out like eliptical melons ready to be punted. Nipples are generally huge as fuck.

Appeal: usually large in size, they are great handfuls.

Appearances: black women, white women, middle-aged women.

PERKY TITS

Description: they are generally smaller and slope upwards. Oftentimes, the nipples are still visible through a bra. Warning to women: double up on cold days.

Appeal: want something that fits in your palm. Kinda like a palm pilot or something.

Appearances: skinny white women, asian women, middle-aged women, old women, young women.

CIRCULAR TITS

Description: well-rounded and well-sized. Nice-sized nipples. Usually tender and just the right amount of bounce.

Appeal: generally described as "nice tits". Well-rounded, scoring high in each category.

Appearances: young white women, young asian women.

WASHBOARD TITS

Description: fail.

Appeal: for pedos?

Appearances: little girls, unfortunate girls.

FAKE TITS

Description: big, balloon shaped. Looked disproportionate to the rest of body. Has low bounce level.

Appeal: some pornstars look great with them. Some.

Appearances: pornstars and the malls of Orange / Los Angeles Counties.

SAGGY TITS

Description: shorty get low low low low low. Gravity's work at its best.

Appeal: they probably sway in the wind.

Appearances: old women, bra-less women.

I'm partial to circular and football tits. Obv circular is my preference, but some loose chicks with footballs are fun.

I've said it before, I'll say it again: KARA NO KYOUKAI 5 - MUJUN RASEN, WAS FUCKING AMAZING. Please watch it if you haven't already. Coming up! Artwork, Bonen no Xamdou finale, "World of Warcraft: A Lifestyle", a new WoW ad campaign I'm working on, and more! I'm going to work on a Kara no Kyoukai AMV for AX 2009. Also, If you guys know anywhere I can find a large concentration of Kara no Kyoukai merchandise, let me know! Finally, keep Timmy in your prayers or whatever your religion does.

the most astoundingly, cinematically cohesive anime movie yet (kara no kyoukai: MUJUN RASEN)

Sometimes I overreact when I watch anime. I might lean forward in my chair, I might grip my seat handles, I might stand straight up, or even let out a short shriek of delight. I did all of the above and more as I witnessed one of the best movies (no, not just anime movies) I have ever seen. Ever.

For those of you who are seasoned anime watchers (I won't force those of you who aren't, there is far too much material that you would find distasteful), Mujun Rasen surpassed my expectations by leaps and bounds. When I opened the video in windows media player classic last night, I noticed that the movie spanned near two hours. I immediately closed the window - I would watch this tomorrow when I was wide awake, to enjoy a true feature-length film (the previous four Kara no Kyoukai movies were always around 50-60 minutes in length). I began the film after I had eaten my fill, and I never, ever hit the pause button. I was so immersed in the story and the suspense that I could do nothing but watch with my jaw wide, wide open.

Kara no Kyoukai 5 (The Garden of Sinners) - Mujun Rasen SYNOPSIS

The premise for this movie relates to the previous four by bringing forth two of Aozaki's old rivals, Souren and Alba. They had collaborated to create a project that would finally allow them to understand the Spiral of Origin (or the spiral that leads to the very truth and history of all life). To do this, they built a large complex shaped in a spiral. What is supposedly an apartment complex then becomes a testing zone for finding deviation in death. The residents are all actually dead and replay their deaths daily. When Shiki meets Tomoe Enjou, a boy who managed to escape from the spiral, she immediately investigates. Fuck spoilers, I'm not even going to finish the story here. I want everyone interested to download it right now. #GG is subbing it, so get on that shit.

A Review

So what exactly makes Mujun Rasen so great? Cohesiveness and conclusiveness. This is truly a cinematic masterpiece. Every nook and cranny is filled, every moment meaningful, an execution that is nearly flawless, animation that is to die for, a soundtrack that makes your blood race, and a story that captivates and never lets go. The movie, much like the series, is shown out of order. When you watch and see all the small details, you begin to put the pieces together and come to realizations all throughout. Symbolism, explanations, and all the clichéness are all there - but it's done in a way that exceeds its predecessors. This movie actually makes you think and ponder as you bring the whole picture into a single cohesive idea. 

Even as a stand-alone film, I believe that Mujun Rasen holds its own. As I've said before, this is modern anime at its best. 

On another note, I watched CASSHERN, the live-action movie. It wasn't all that great, but it was a worthy effort. The movie felt like all of the necessary elements were there to create a grand film, but it was poorly executed in some parts and the cheesiness/randomness got the best of it. Tomorrow's article (assuming I write it)! "World of Warcraft: A Lifestyle"! Please look forward to it! (and keep Timmy in your prayers)