Tuesday randomness.

[nenena]

RE: Paris Hilton

My faith in The System has been completely restored. Thank you, Superior Court Judge Michael T. Sauer. I've never met you in person, I've only read about you once in an AP news article, but I think that I love you.

cleolinda has articulated my exact feelings about Paris Hilton here, and in a much smarter way than I ever could have written.

And what bugs me the most about this is that Ms. Hilton STILL refuses to take responsibility for ANYTHING that she's done wrong. Argh, she reminds me of my worst maturity-challenged students. You know, the ones who will blame their parents, their friends, their dog, institutionalized racism, immigration reform, and the failures of the American/Japanese social support system for the fact that I just caught them cheating on a test by copying answers downloaded onto their cell phones.

But enough about Paris Hilton, who sucks. Here are some memes.

One for me to do: Ganked from sam_chan and meiousei: Name any character I know and I'll tell you three reasons why s/he sucks, whether or not I like that character. You can name more than one character. I like a challenge.

One that I am doing: Ganked from evercool. What's in your bag?

In my backpack is...
* A folder full of schedules and contact numbers for all of the schools that I work at.
* A precious, precious English-language edition of Newsweek that I picked up in Tokyo and am trying to make last as long as possible. Also, an issue of Time, same deal.
* Colored pencils, because I use them for my special-ed students, and I never know if I'm attending a special-ed class until five minutes before class begins.
* An electronic J-E/E-J dictionary.
* An electronic kanji dictionary.
* A bottle of lotion.
* A mail-order form for the Toki wo Kakeru Shoujo Pinky:st figure. (She's so cute!)
* A flash drive.
* An internet cable, because a lot of the places where I work expect me to provide my own.
* Envelopes of various sizes, stamps, clear tape, and some postcards.
* Some spare pens and a black marker.
* An extremely crushed cookie. Oh crap, I forgot about that.
* Emergency feminine hygeine supplies.

And normally my laptop and laptop cord would be in there too, but I'm at home right now using them.

In my purse...
* Wallet
* Camera and carrying case
* Hand lotion
* Hand soap (a necessity in Japan; rarely provided in public restrooms)
* Floss
* A comb
* Nail clippers and a nail file, because hangnails suck!
* My alien registration card
* Phonecards
* A file of business cards that people keep giving me
* My International Driver's License and my Iowa driver's license, because the former is invalid without the latter
* Address book
* Bank book and ATM card
* Emergency feminine hygeine supplies
* A little to-do and shopping list
* Many pens, all colors of the rainbow
* My hanko (signature stamp), ink pad, carrying case, and hanko registration certificate
* Health insurance card and various hospital/clinic ID cards (goddammit Japan)
* Packs of tissues
* Two mirrors. Bwuh, I didn't realize that I had two.
* Makeup.
* My cell phone.

...Yeah. That's all of the stuff that I never leave home without. Apparently I was a Boy Scout in a past life, or something.

Comments

[nenena.livejournal.com]

Saber is a toughie. Let me see...

1. I want to know SO MUCH MORE about her past than what was revealed in the game and anime. I want to know about her tragic relationship with Mordred. I want to know who Mordred's father was. I want to know exactly what her "mistakes" were and why she blames herself for the fall of Britain. I want to know how and why she broke through the gender barrier of the time, even when she was a child, even before she pulled Excalibur out of its stone. I would find any of that story material far more interesting than her modern relationship with Shirou.

2. In the anime, it takes too damn long for her to show up.

3. Her merchandise scares me. I love to collect PVC figures and models. There are a LOT of Saber figures out there, which means that there are a lot of good ones... And a lot of astounding sexy, creepy ones. And then there's this (http://nenena.livejournal.com/49793.html). That's the stuff that makes me slightly ashamed to be a Saber fan. Well, more than slightly ashamed. And it makes Saber-goodies-shopping an uncomfortable experience. I was in Tokyo last week, and I found this fabulous model shop in Shinjuku that had a whole section devoted to Saber figures. Unfortunately, the whole section was... Well, it made me really uncomfortable standing there being forced to look at figures of Saber displaying her breasts and panties, just so that I could dig out the fabulous Good Smile Company PVC that I scored. Plus the heavy-breathing fanboy that was right beside me the whole time and kept staring at me like OMG a white woman with boobies! droooooooooool made me want to get out of there as fast as I could.

Wow, that turned into a rant about a lot more than just Saber. ^^;;