December 14th, 2010

kis kis me

Next Time We Meet

I keep rereading this article by the editor of TV LIFE, where he/she talks about how they're so relieved to finally have an excuse (Mitsu/Taipi's drama) to have a full gravure spread about Kis-My-Ft2. The part that gets my every time is how he/she made a promise during the spring cons last year that the next time they talked, it would be because Kisumai had a full article, and then says "they made this promise come true themselves." It makes me happy on a lot of levels, but especially I love seeing evidence that staff and whatnot is rooting for them really hard as well, and also to have people like that acknowledge how hard they're working and how professional they are about it.

♥ kisumai ♥ whatever random announcement TV LIFE has for you tomorrow, I hope it's good and you all are happy.

Also, both Amtrak and the Pod Hotel attempted to thwart my mission to see the_kouhai this weekend, but I threw money at them until I emerged victorious. that's pretty much how i've fixed everything for the last two weeks, and so i was pretty excited to remember that December is a 3-pay month for me. Woohoo!

Jehols starts posting tomorrow! excited! also super exhausted and should not have napped here on the couch watching hoarders and intervention all night like I just did. oops.

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Because Apparently I Am an Elderly Lady

And so I hit myself in the mouth with the new guinea pigs cage trying to come in my doorway with its box. What, that's never happened to you?

things have been much quieter since I separated the snowpigs, so I guess I should've done that ages ago. Or maybe they are soothed by the glow of the Kis-My-Ftree, idk. certainly I am proud of my foamy, glitterly, curly letters. anyway, datte's pierced ear is healing up nicely.

but goddamn it is colder a muggle's tit out there. it was absolutely howling freezing wind while I was trying to wrestle the cage's box into the truck, until I couldn't really feel my hands, making the process difficult. also it was snowing randomly. dear weather, please to not be snowing UNLESS it means I can stay in my bed instead of going to school.

mousamama and mousapapa have this ongoing thing about how they think i need a Clapper to turn on my light when I come in my door (which i do not) and how they're going to give me one for christmas (which i've told them explicitly not to do). so yesterday my dad thought it was clever of him to come into my apartment while I was at school and install one, so that yesterday i spent 15 increasingly confused and then panicked minutes trying to figure out a)who had been in my apartment b)why they had broken in seemingly only to attach weird shit to my electrical outlet with an ominous red light and c) if the government was suddenly monitoring my electricity usage.

Mind you this was all happening in the dark, because the Clapper kept turning off my light. As soon as i unplugged the random thing and replugged in my lamp and could see, THEN i immediately understood. When my mother showed up half an hour later for Drama Night, she got an earful about maybe not coming into the apartment of their daughter who lives alone and moving her shit around randomly so that she thinks people are breaking in. Today, mousapapa called to leave a sheepish voicemail to find out whether i'm still mad or not, but then erased any good will the apology had engendered in me by going on for a minute and a half about how i will love the Clapper once he teaches me how to use it. my family, jfc.

ps guinea pigs = useless watch animals.

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