"X" [tv] - episode 1 & 2

Ahh... it's been a while since I'd seen anything by clamp. I'd forgotten how large the eyes and how pointy the chins are. It's reminding me of the Furuba style... but somehow not quite right.

I don't have many expectations for this series, I just want it to wipe my brain of the movie, which traumatized me back in my early otaku years. It's badness was...bad.

Hm... I'm switching back and forth from Japanese to English.

...Is that Stephen/David Blum's voice? Damn he gets a lot of work.

::keeps watching::

( more episode thoughts )

I like the looks of the anime-- the animation is good, and I like anything that's got occult imagery superimposed on an urban setting.

The pacing is slow, but not too bad.

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This afternoon I had my two concrete poems workshopped in class. With regards to the computer poem, someone suggested (when asked by the teacher to search for a deeper meaning) that maybe it was about computer addiction--- addiction to not just videos games but websites, chatting, everything online.

It is not a poem about computer addiction. (it's about how much my computer hates me.)

However, I think I was blushing like a tomato and probably sinking into my chair because, by weird coincidence, yes I am addicted to my computer...since you asked.

Freudian, that's what it was.


I turned in another poem today, written in a rush before class:


Student Is As Student Does


We walk desk to door, door to car.
We carry our tomes on our backs and sometimes our hips
Are weighted with our fortunes and our lessons
So that we can’t quite walk straight anymore.
We speak and slither out of speaking
When the situation calls
We beg for the make-up test and lord our coups over everyone
Who couldn’t manage the same.
It happens at times that we notice
That here is a teacher who preaches profit
And that the courtyard keeps a man who shouts the Bible.
We read Freud, did he?
But careful—don’t assume, assumptions are
A child’s trick, no good in the real world
Where we won’t be students, we’ll be Citizens.
We’ll be a little taller and a little harder.
As the pupil we forget, so busy with our learning,
That education of youth is a place, a time, and an artifice,
Where no matter how fast we run—
From desk to door, from door to stair,
From bell to bell and pen to tassel—
We’re sleepwalking.



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I showed it to my roommate and she said it was her favorite of mine so far, and that everthing captures exactly how she feels...except the last line which she hates and doesn't connect to. I'll have to think about that.