we're finally notdotq anymore
for now, let's reminisce about a nostalgic future while standing in the hall
sunrise penetrates keion
the end| May 28 2009 |
A Certain Whoredom Index: Anime Nano Charts, May 17-23 |
This is categorized as Commentary.
It probably has over nine thousand tags. What a slut.
At least it only has 12 comments and 1,210 views.
What is this bullshit?!
Kyoto Animation has almost as many posts as the rest of the top 10 list combined. (It’s six short, to be exact.) It’s not a majority, but it’s a disgustingly large plurality, and it. is. not. right.
Comrades, I urge you to fight the power by blogging about good shows for the next week.
| Apr 24 2009 |
Your Nails Were Weaksauce, O Ghastly Thunder Crucifier o’Mine |
This is categorized as Anime.
It probably has over nine thousand tags. What a slut.
At least it only has 14 comments and 1,566 views.
Jesus is gone now, but in these wrists, and in my side—!!
| Apr 21 2009 |
Mikotoism on K-ON! |
This is categorized as Anime.
It probably has over nine thousand tags. What a slut.
At least it only has 12 comments and 1,592 views.
Hot off the presses, fangzhao’s report that K-ON! is a crappy Lucky Star remake has not reached deaf ears. Nor unsympathetic ones. I am in complete agreement with fangzhao; and you all know what I think of Lucky Star.
| Apr 19 2009 |
LK-on! |
This is categorized as Anime, Commentary.
It probably has over nine thousand tags. What a slut.
At least it only has 16 comments and 1,236 views.
(Updated.)
Positively taken with the masterful art-style present from episode one of endearing slice-of-life/comedy K-on!, I hung myself upside down from a tree for three weeks in order to contemplate the meaning of my relatively bland existence. I died and was reborn, and when I examined my robes I found them gray no longer. (They were blood-soaked, possibly the result of the runes.) I took a long, soapy bath and, when the laundry finished drying, I looked at my figure in the mirror.
My Days, Jim, has kindly recorded the words I uttered as I examined my new self:
“I have become moe, destroyer of brains.”
(Thanks, Jim.)
As I stood there, transfixed by my own fixation, I realized that I was missing but one thing: a musical instrument. I was going to revive pop music. I quantum divided my hand into a drill, focused on the tones I most dearly wished to reproduce, pierced time and space and the twelfth wall, and—you guessed it—produced my instrument: a shiny new well-greased flute.
Transformation complete, I stand before you on my wobbly spearlegs.
Now, who will be my three accomplices? I know that I’m the most bad-ass thing to ever set foot on the stage of the world, but a band is four (or five?!?!!?!?), not one.
UPDATE: Please post your interest in joining the band in the comments below, along with your cell-phone numbers. You will receive anonymous texts instructing you where to go for your… *ahem*… auditions.
The Trap of Knowledgethere is, in fact, a penis on this oneCommunity Vitriolyep, these are my readers
Friend or Foe?suzakus to my lelouch
My Credentialsi'm going to save the world?
lolikitsune, twitteredexcept, actually using twitter
myanimelist.neti could make a graph with this data
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