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My world consists of anime, piano, books, sloth and gluttony. If you see any other subject matter, it's only a momentary lapse.

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(ordered by priority)
Boogiepop Phantom, Wolf's Rain, Crest of the Stars, .hack//sign

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E Pluribus Unicorn by Theodore Sturgeon

I Am Legend by Richard Mathetson

The Sirens of Titan by Kurt Vonnegut, Jr.

The Plague by Albert Camus

the lexfiles
mad world
sarah daisy
sterno pants
listen missy
the red zone
southern relish
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wWednesday, November 05, 2003

Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come. I shall depart blogger.

For continued torture to your poor souls, please direct your attention to

While not required, I'd love for those who link to me to change the links. One of the reasons I resisted livejournal for so long is I didn't want to lose my readers here. But I finally accepted the fact that, should a reader leave me because s/he won't click on the link above, I'll just have to live with it.

I kind of feel like an era is ending, but we all must needs move forward to keep growing. Or so they keep telling me.

posted by Beatriz at 4:50 PM


I got this forward today and sent it to as many email addresses as I could find, but I have to post it here. It's just too funny.
I was happy. My girlfriend and I had been dating for over a year, and so we decided to get married. My parents helped us in every way, my friends encouraged me, and my girlfriend? She was a dream!

There was only one thing bothering me, very much indeed, and that one thing was her younger sister. My prospective sister-in-law was twenty years of age, wore tight mini skirts and low cut blouses. She would regularly bend down when quite near me and I got many a pleasant view of her underwear.

It had to be deliberate. She never did it when she was near anyone else. One day little sister called and asked me to come over to check the wedding invitations. She was alone when I arrived. She whispered to me that soon I was to be married, and she had feelings and desires for me that she couldn't overcome and didn't really want to overcome. She told me that she wanted to make love to me just once before I got married and committed my life to her sister. I was in total shock and couldn't say a word.

She said, "I'm going upstairs to my bedroom, and if you want to go ahead with it just come up and get me."

I was stunned.

I was frozen in shock as I watched her go up the stairs. When she reached the top she pulled down her panties and threw them down the stairs at me.

I stood there for a moment, then turned and went straight to the front door. I opened the door and stepped out of the house.

I walked straight towards my car.

My future father-in-law was standing outside. With tears in his eyes he hugged me and said, "We are very happy that you have passed our little test. We couldn't ask for better man for our daughter. Welcome to the family."

The moral of this story is: Always keep your condoms in your car.

posted by Beatriz at 2:45 PM

wTuesday, November 04, 2003

Finished Matrix Reloaded. Spoilers ahead, although I think I'm the only person who hasn't seen it before now.

Some thoughts.

It wasn't that bad. I expected worse. I knew it was going to be a cliffhanger, I knew the annoying kid existed. The fight scenes were ridiculous. I mean, how many times could Keanu use Smith as a bowling ball?

The car chase scene, I really liked. I actually had adrenaline pumping there. Trinity got to do the cool things, although she kept getting her ass kicked.

The heart massage could've been skipped. The sentiment was great and all, but that was just awful. The movie was good until Neo would come in and "save the day." When he flew in to save Morpheus and the keymaster, I thought it was ridiculous. The fact that Links and Morpheus couldn't guess he'd do the same for Trinity was beyond me. They all looked so surprised.

Interesting themes, I wish I could go back to see. The concepts of choice, of fate, of the reasons why we do what we do. The mother unit heard that Matrix Revolution is awesome, and if so I'll probably get the series on dvd. Then I can go back and rewatch the scenes I spaced out on.

Rather anime -like.

posted by Beatriz at 12:41 AM

wMonday, November 03, 2003

I am such a dumbass.

I'm just going to run The Italian Job overnight and tape it. I don't care that it won't be DVD quality or that my tapes are really old and the copy will be awful; I just want to see the flick.

posted by Beatriz at 11:18 PM


First: Boo Blockbuster.

Last night, I stopped by the Blockbuster on 18th on the way home from practicing darts to get Matrix Reloaded. (no need to link that, of course) Turns out I had some kind of credit, so I picked up The Italian Job (yay, Jason Statham) and Identity, both recommended by Alexa.

The guy told me the due dates, but after a few+ ciders whilst throwing pointy objects, I thought only one was due back on the 4th. Unfortunately, two are, and I wanted to get to bed early. To watch both The Italian Job and Matrix Reloaded back to back, missing Carnivale (although I can catch that later in the week) - I was annoyed. If someone rents something late on Sunday, they should have until midnight, not noon a day and a half later.

Of course, posting isn't helping the time either, as I'm only halfway through Matrix Reloaded, but I digress.

Second: Something I totally have to check.

I'm watching Matrix Reloaded, and I just got through the scene with Persephone (Monica Bellucci). She is so amazingly beautiful. I adored her in Brotherhood of the Wolf, and after the bad reviews of Matrix Reloaded, at least she'd be a perk.

I had to pause the movie to run downstairs and get a load of laundry, and I called my mom really quick to tell her I didn't think the movie is that bad. I mentioned the Persephone scene - of which she has no recollection - and that Monica Bellucci was just in Mel Gibson's "Jesus" movie as Mary Magdalene.

First she says she heard it's very blasphemous.

Then she asks me if I heard what happened to the actor who plays Jesus. I said no, but I already knew it was James Caviezel because he was very hot in High Crimes, and he was Dantes in The Count of Monte Cristo, which I really liked.

She tells me, "He got hit by lightning. . . The guy standing behind him said he saw smoke coming out of his ears."

I'm totally laughing my ass off. I posted about this movie a while ago (which I'd link to if I had the inclination to dig back through my archives - which I don't), smirking at Mel Gibson's contribution to the ever-growing Christian mythology renditions. I mostly was just hoping it wouldn't hurt James Caviezel's or Monica Bellucci's careers. He's kind of hot, and I think Bellucci is fantastic.

I wasn't quite anticipating their lives being in danger. My God. Literally.

And when I was linking to Caviezel, I caught a glimpse of the little biography, something about a dislocated shoulder during filming (!).

posted by Beatriz at 11:14 PM


So I’m apparently very self-sabotaging. I know this, I've been this way for a long long time, and it's something I am working on.

But it's a really hard trait to overcome. When someone keeps telling me to do or not do something – I get this rebellious urge to totally act the opposite.

In Hudson Hawk, Tommy Five Tone refers to his own penchant towards rebellion: "Sign says, 'Keep Off the Grass'? Let's play soccer." On my first viewing all those years ago, I thought to myself, That's rather silly and potentially troublesome. And probably a very accurate stereotype of the typical criminal.

But am I so very different? Every two weeks I get an email from the head person here at work, "Don't forget your time sheet!" And I feel this little tendril of anger boil up; what, does she think I'm stupid?

I mention to the folks that I'm going out for an evening; "Don't drink!" If you know me at all, you know how well I follow that advice.

I think what I hate most is the fact that I'm not given a chance or a choice to do things myself. The second I'm come down on for something I might do, I figure I might as well do what I'm apparently being punished for.

I especially hate having to follow the rules when I feel coerced. But in daily life, in work life, it’s something that just needs to be sucked up. I understand this; it's not a matter of understanding, it's a matter of doing.

posted by Beatriz at 3:34 PM

wSunday, November 02, 2003

Today I bought a Y-adapter so I can listen to the mp3s on my computer through the receiver connected to the tv/dvd, etc. My computer speakers are dying a horrible death, there's an awful buzzing in the background. It's gotten to the point where I have to leave them off unless I'm actually listening to music or watching anime. And even then the buzzing is horribly distracting. Forget putting on Chant or sitar music during reading; I'd find myself focusing on the stupid buzz instead of the book.

But now! It's so fantastic. These speakers are kind of old and small, but now I can prioritize buying a nice pair of speakers to listen to everything.

I also have PC plans - possible new motherboard, definitely new ram from the mother unit. The laptop is so on the backburner.

Spencie says I'm becoming a geek. That's ok, at least I have something to show for spending my money, instead of drinking it all away.

posted by Beatriz at 4:13 PM


So the yearly Gathering o' nerds - er, IRC #b5 folk - shall take place next summer at the mother unit's abode.

While she'll be the physical host, it's really going to be Spencer's party. He offered to do all the planning, all the picking up from the airport(s). Yes, he's from England, but he's been here so many times that he has a better grasp of the DC area than either me or the mother unit. Hardly surprising; she never ventures beyond a 5 mile radius from her house on Shady Grove, and I don't drive.

I'm excited, but wary. Last year at this time, I totally anticipated going to the gathering held earlier this summer. I wound up not going for a variety of reasons - not the least of which is I got really pissed off at a couple of the channel's prominent personalities.

It's a ways off, Gatherings are usually held in the summer around my birthday. Which is also one day after Spencie's birthday, setting up perfect timing for maximum celebration.

Unfortunately, these people think alcohol is the devil's brew, so a hardcore party won't be in order.

Hopefully, Essbee shall be in attendence. He's been a fixture in most of them, and he's also one of the mother unit's favorites. I'm going to work on sterno pants even though "they" say it'll be a moot effort.

Incidentally, the term "Gathering" comes from the Babylon 5 pilot title, The Gathering. This will be the eighth event, affectionately termed G8.

posted by Beatriz at 3:58 PM