Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Made it in time for Christmas!

The shopping, I mean.

2 days of intense walking, pushing, shoving and thankfully, no snatching and I am finished.
One week earlier than all my other years.
And I spent less too.. :D
Nobody should mind discounted gifts in these times.
If anybody were to complain, I would *bleeeeeeeeeeep* and then I'd *bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep*.
Yeah, so there.
If all my note writing goes well tomorrow, I will even sew Ivan a little festive head dress (i.e santa hat).
I really like what I bought for my Mum.. because I reckon I'm gonna use it more.
XD

We all know I love Gravitation...
...and everything in it - the stupidity, the inane plot that deviates from the main love-hate relationship of Yuki and Shuichi (in the manga that would mean the flying panda.. Seriously, WTF?), Yuki's blatant disregard for Shuichi's overly annoying feelings, Kumagoro, Kumagoro BEAAAAAAAAAAM, My-Honey-Ryuichi!!, the random bondage scene in the OVA etc.
And I love the music... If I were a typical high school girl straight from the manga pages, I'd go 'kyaa kyaa' everytime the songs come on.
After watching Gravitation, I started listening to Iceman - No no, not The Iceman Cometh, just Iceman.
And I like the singer.
I like the singer. I like the singer! (I'm only talking about this now because the song just came on and I thought I'd rant a little about it)
He looks like My-Honey-Ryuichi.
So alike on stage in fact, that I always imagine him with a pink rabbit... offstage.
Very wrong, I know but my mind works in ways unimaginable by ordinary folk (of which, none of you reading and understanding this is)
The bottomline is? - He is hot.
Not Ralph-Lauren-model-guy hot but Asian-guy-in-tight-pants hot.
There is a difference and it's vast.
But... if there were to be a choice between anime representation and real-life guy.. I'd still go with the anime representation. At least there, there is Kumagoro.

I wish Blogger has a spell check. My OCD disallows me to post anything before everything has been checked and fixed.
Speaking of OCDs.. Nut has a habit of not folding clothes and putting them back on the racks properly after looking at them. I know it is something that most people do.. which is why I'm always frustrated at warehouse sales and the like.. and honestly, I don't get mad or annoyed at her or anything.
It starts to annoy when I unconsciously start folding up clothes and putting them back on the racks.
At the rate I go, they should pay me for doing their jobs.
In supermarkets, I arrange milk cartons according to expiry dates.
In candystores, I arrange boxes according to colours.
In stationary stores, I arrange erasers and pencils so the labels face the same way.
I try very hard to give every soft toy a sitting space on the shelves in gift stores.
... I do it all unconsciously!
My Mum once caught me arranging milk cartons (which is probably my biggest 'vice' when placed in a supermarket) and gave me a look. I looked back at her quizzingly and she said "Did you get a job here while I was at the meat aisle?"
... Funny, funny.

Yet, my bedroom looks like it just went through hell and back.