chigusairo

The Obakemono Project
This is a pretty cool site about Japanese monsters, ghosts, spirits, etc. While the information is a summary of the cited material and the formatting is a bit wonky (at least for my computer), I think the best part is the style of the pictures of the Obakemono. I'm kinda curious about who made this page and where the images came from, but there's no information. I've looked at other sites that catalogue obake like this one, but they didn't have consistent pictures in a similar style. *shrug* If you've got some time to procrastinate...the random button at the top of the page is recommended.

I am watching a program about the ”secret” of making good takoyaki. Because apparently I like punishment and longing for things I can't have.

EDIT: I'm having a taste flashback to that takoyaki dog (yes. on a bun) that I had at Shinsaibashi...wow...it's been almost a full year since then. I'm suddenly very sad and lonely. A normal Thursday night in other words. XD;

EDIT: Why am doing this all-nighter when I don't have to. *headdesk* Because if I finish these critiques now I won't have to do them next week. And according to the plan that I made for myself entitled "crazypaperschedule" I was supposed to have two of these things done already. Argh. I hate me. And now is a fine time to realize that I could have written my paper on Yoshitsune and had a much better time of it. I'm wasting time atm planning how to conquer powerpoint for my Inuit language presentation coming up in two weeks. I'm using streamed media for one part, which hasn't worked out for me so well in the past. -_- I'd also rather get the ppt design angst out of the way.

The end of April into the first week in May is going to be insane. Finals week will be tame by comparision.

I procrastinate. I found a Word file on my computer that should have been posted to my LJ last November. I never did post it, even though I wanted to because it contains my first Takarazuka experience. Or at least what I could manage to squeal out while I was still excited and hyper. So, it's long (very), inarticulate, and strange. I have a lot more to say now and perhaps better. But, I want it to be a part of my journal. So just ignore it if need be. With no editing even though the last part is bitchy, here we go.

( Nov. 2005:Takarazuka & Arashiyama (Misora Hibari Museum) or how I spent too much money in one weekend )