Rejecting your reality...

Heyo! I'm not dead yet!

Ahem. First up, the live-action Rurouni Kenshin film!

- Teaser trailer

- First trailer (Although part of the translation leaves a bit to desire, like the "beware the calm ones". Better would've been "Beware the Quiet Ones").

- Second trailer

- 1-minute commercial

Fangirl mode! Which has me working on my RuroKen collection after very little activity. XD My poor wallet... Two additional sets of manga just because of different covers, 1 set with extra material. And that's not including the various figures of Kenshin/Battousai I've picked up recently from this year's Anime Expo... NO REGRETS! (And in all honesty, I'm buying them at a slightly better price compared to if I had bought them online, be it eBay or a net store - most of the vendors weren't charging tax at AX, so that's a bonus.)

That aside, San Diego Comic-Con!

Yeah, to the tune of THIS.

Really, work was CRAZY today at the office. Well, crazy for me, but probably a bit shocking to my senior coworkers, especially with how forceful the doors got slammed multiple times. I'm just glad that it's Friday, so our poor boss could get a bit of R&R.

Considering the bruhaha Livejournal is going through at the moment, I felt it was prudent to move to Dreamwidth.

Granted, I don't update my LJ all that often, but it's still nice to have a spare account if I want to vent without having to look at the fugliness.

If anyone else is moving over to Dreamwdith, I'd be more than happy to re-add you back to my Friends (or the method used by DW).

Peace out!

Or not.

*sigh*

I want to sleeeep.

Lookie, back again! :B Or not...

Still job hunting, two interviews down, and I'm still biting my nails on them as I felt I kinda screwed up a bit during the interview, so it's up in the air whether I'll actually get into either positions. *crosses fingers*

My other worry is gearing up for San Diego Comic-Con. I REALLY need a decent wireless network adapter, but sadly the ones my dad used have expired on their contract, and I'm barely scraping enough leftovers. Wi-Fi in SDCC is laughably weak, even with adapters, much less the notebook's own Wi-Fi. Times like this, I really wish my cell phone is an Android or at least able to hop onto the net. "Radio Shack dinosaur Radio", to quote Epps from the first TF film. So ghetto...

Best 3-minute video. EVER.

Okay, not so much tampered, but it most likely broke open at one of the processing centers on this side of the Pacific and my stuff got mixed up, so the folks there just stuffed whatever was nearby into my box, mixing things up. Boooo, hiss. >:|

One bright side, my sis found one photo of the owner wearing her high school T-shirt in the album, which was mercifully a 30-40 minute drive from where I lived. One of counselors recognized the owner and knew her mom, so I left it in the counselor's hands to take care from there. That's one load off my back! Next is tracking down the owner of the books, but that'll also be up to the stores - Borders is easy; the Chinese books, not so easy.

I am still cranky about the whole mess, though...

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Talking is the best I can think of.

The closest to bullying I ever got was teasing during elementary school and middle school, and unrespectful touching by another classmate during high school. In the case of elementary school, I stopped responding to the teasing and they stopped. In the case of middle school, it wasn't because of me being the new kid on having moved there, but more of wanting to be accepted by a couple others and they teased me for it. High school involved a different classmate who got far too touchy-feely for my taste when I wanted to play with his Gameboy. Middle school, I talked with my counselor and mercifully things got solved between me and the involved parties (I gave up trying and we actually got a bit friendly later on, but we kept respectful distances). High school had to involve one of the higher staff members, and that came to a peaceful resolution as well (we both later went to the same city college and would often hang out with several others talking about video games; even went on a roadtrip once).

That was back then, when the concept of cyber-bullying wasn't hitting the headlines as often, and it was still schoolyard bullying.

Talks between the school admin, parents, AND students would be a good starting point. Forget anti-bullying videos, the bullies will just "lulz" and forget about it. How long until the next student dies and the bullies make fun of them, either in person or online? That sense of human decency is shrinking. How long until the next student comes into school with a weapon and starts terrorizing everyone on campus while wanting to "get back" at their tormentors? Will it have to be someone having to be sent to the hospital, or will it have to be someone actually dying to get that hammered - literally - into people's skulls? Parents and teachers should stop turning the other cheek, and learn to see the signs on campus and at home. They can't be "just kids going through a normal phase". Bullying isn't right. It's NEVER right. It's psychologically damaging to a variety of parties, in that where the bullied loses self-confidence and become a basket case of screwed up emotions, the bully doesn't learn the consequences and doesn't learn humility and tolerance, and the adults can suffer in ways that it's not funny. It can also get to the point of the bully "not caring", and that could easily pass on to the next generation. Teachers as bullies is also there, and that's just as bad. They have to learn that they are there to lead students, not belittle them. Parents bullying is another thing, because it's worst than teachers in that the kids themselves are living with them. Promoting is going to be difficult, but it's necessary.

What kids do can sometimes be a reflection of what they've learned and didn't learn, but what the adults don't do is just as damning. Bullying isn't something to be proud of.

And it's temporary, again. At the American Girl Place in LA, again. Ah well. It'll do in the interim while I poke about. Time to start saving up for that piece of camera equipment I've been wanting! And TF comics, and the Japanese magazines that covers TF (I dislike one of the stores where I have to buy them due to them inflating the price, but they usually get their stuff reasonably on time in the US), and the occasional tchotchke...

Working at AGP now isn't as noisy as it was back during the holidays last year, but that may change, since I just got started again. Who knows, the summer can be almost as crazy as during winter. New stuff, the place is going through some renovations (which surprised me), and a couple things changed locations due to said renovations. Being back in merchandise handling, like riding a bike with new obstacles. (I swear, I'll have to buy those kneepads or foot pads one of these days.) Sore muscles are sore again.

What else have I've been doing? Last weekend, volunteering at IDW's booth during San Diego Comic-Con 2010. EXHAUSTING. Not just from standing for 6 hours each day, but from the commuting. AGAIN. While it could've been five days of driving instead of four from last year, as I was working on Preview Night as well, I was lucky enough to spend a night at a motel with some pals (VERY grateful to them, even if I got the floor). My eyeballs and nerves were all but screaming murder after the con. In fact, I was already getting hit by con fatigue on the second day (or third, if you include Preview Night). Hopefully next year, I'll be able to split a motel room with extra people that's also heading down there. I can cover 5-days of gas (and a bit of food on the side), but no way can I cover 5-days of most motel rates by myself. Arggh... and then there's BOTCON in Pasadena as well. SERIOUS con fatigue...

First up, the short fic!


( *scribble, scribble, scratch* Need more inspiration... )

And for the mini-rant: Economy still kinda sucks, can't wait for Census work even if it means my legs and back screaming in agony and it's temporary, and I REALLY need to find a good goal. *headdesk*