10. YFR, noun.
ex. Kyoushiro to Towa no Sora never delivered the hot YFR.

9. YRF, noun.
ex. When there’s YFR, you know someone’s got their hands on one of those YRFs.

8. graphs, sign of superiority.
ex. I’m as awesome as the Japanese because I put graphs in my posts.

7. loliyuri ice cream, cake.
ex. Loliyuri ice cream is moist and delicious.

6. friendship, noun.
ex. Jason and I share a healthy friendship.

**I move away from the vocab lessons to share some some interesting numbers

5. Baka-Raptor, dinosaur.
ex. Dinosaurian Baka-Raptor is dinosaurian.

4. beanbrew, jason.
def. see here
ex. Fucking beanbrew. (Gee whiz, lolikit, you’re laying the references on thick!)

3. jasonism, noun.
def. a unit of culture pushed by a single person onto a willing crowd of zombie-esque followers
ex. I am currently studying for my Internet Ph.D. in jasonisms.

2. no more, dream.
ex. What everyone wanted was no more raping at the hands of AT&T, but that was just a dream, just a dream.

1. I’m going to go vote tomorrow, promise.
ex. see below

This is my “I’m going to go vote tomorrow” face. Look forward to my typhoon of patriotism!

This was two days ago, now, and there’s no way I’m going to reread that post, so I unfortunately cannot tell you why I picked what I did. I like to think I tended to polarize at the two ends of the fail spectrum (you know, fail, and less fail) and went with shows I thought I’d either like or hate, but no guarantees. The “resource” wasn’t too resourceful and I ended up making some wild guesses. Anyway, expect at least one post each on all of these shows, and expect at least half of those to be scathing:

ChäoS;HEAd
ef – a tale of melodies
Akane Iro ni Somaru Saka
Kurogane no Linebarrel
Toradora!
Skip Beat
Shikabane Hime: Aka
Clannad ~After Story~
Michiko to Hatchin
Kannagi
Tales of the Abyss

With any luck I’ll be blogging regularly this fall. I don’t see any reason why I shouldn’t be. Other than, you know, having a job (or two, or three). And maybe trying my hand at NaNoWriMo. Anyway, there should be some free time in there which I can dedicate to bashing shit.

In less well news, I’m down a weapon from my arsenal.

… graphs.

And why am I down graphs?

Because fucking Steve fucking Jobs and fucking Apple fucking broke fucking Photoshop fucking 7 in fucking Leopard.

Thankfully, Google, in classic Athena-senpai style, is still pretending to be an ally of mine:

I shall learn this Google Charts thing, and I shall use it well.