Welcome to my world.

I'm SomeGuy, 29 years old, residing in Vancouver, BC, Canada. I've studied English Literature, Chinese Martial Arts, and am currently pursuing careers in writing - possibly even in the anime industry itself.

And I work for this site.

And you should be watching Beck: Mongolian Chop Squad.
Or watching Ranma 1/2.
Or learning about the Shinsengumi.
Or planning to visit Vancouver, The Best Place On Earth (actual marketing motto).

Here at the "Smallville" page, I have my personal blog where I'll post about anything and everything. If ya need me or otherwise need to know anything from/about me, here's where I'll be.

If you're really looking for my more professional, site-type stuff, you wanna head over my "Metropolis" world.

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Alakazam, Jackass.

Gonna just reiterate how much I love Castle.

Just sayin'.

Here Comes The Smoulder . . .

On a less serious note:

(Nine days of growth, though seven should be sufficient.)

Won't lie, this probably isn't the strangest thing I've ever done. Oh cosplay . . .

Things That Came Up This Weekend . . .

Alright . . . first off, on the family fronts:

My dad is looking a lot better, has most of his strength back and is now just waiting on his face to heal. His surgery was good; being that the bone was broken, his eye was sinking down a bit, so that's all filled in and his eye is sitting back up where it should be. Still got a bit of a shiner and some healing cuts around his eye, but otherwise he's looking better and better; I reckon he'll be discharged probably in the next few days.

Heard from my little brother about half an hour ago (it's about noon right now). He says he's getting better too, though yesterday he already didn't sound too bad for someone with pneumonia - he said he had just gotten home from work yesterday, so go fig. He's a tough guy, though, so I'm sure he'll be fine.

My cousin is probably nothing to worry about. He's about as undamaged as someone getting t-boned can hope for, and my uncle was saying he was fine. So okay.

Stepdad has been doing a daily intravenous antibiotic drip the past couple weeks and had to travel out to the hospital in Surrey (city across the river from the ancestral home) every morning. He's since been transferred to getting it from a hospital in New Westminster, which is closer and easier for him. So good.

Myself, my nose is still kinda plugged up and I'll probably start coughing sooner or later. But also, no worse for wear.

So that's those guys.

Yesterday I had a bunch of people over. We made hot pot, watched Robogeisha (AMAZING movie, probably one of the best things I'll see all year, no lie), and played Rock Band 'til 12:30am. Hopefully I didn't piss off my neighbours too much . . . there was an alleged knock on the door around midnight, so that worried me. I guess we'll see . . .

So other than that . . . funny Chinese language thingy for you guys because it came up in conversation the other day!

Y'know how everyone has these little phrases for threatening others from doing something stupid, right? Things like . . . "You got a death wish?" or "Hey! You wanna die?!"

In Cantonese, the phrase is "Lei mei sei gor?"
Literally, means "You never died before?"
Elegantly, the idea of "Have you never tried dying?" or something. Y'know, basically asking a person if they realize what they're doing/saying is going to end very badly for them. Myself, I think it's one of the funnier phrases out there.

That, and the fact that telling someone to fall down in the street is like, the absolute bottom-line worst thing you can say to someone in Cantonese. I don't really get that myself, but I still find it hilarious.

Anyway, meeting my mom and brother for Vietnamese in about 15 minutes. I need to jet.

I'll do captions and podcast when I get back, I swear!

Seriously, 2011, WHAT THE HELL?

I feel like 2011 didn't get the memo that this was supposed to be a HAPPY New Year.

Dad's been in surgery all of last night, don't know how that's been so far. I'm sure he's doing well, though.

Then I have a phone call with my older brother after work. This is what he tells me:

-Cousin in Calgary was in a car collision. Was turning left on the yellow light, the oncoming traffic tried to keep going, bam in the T-bone. He's apparently understandably stiff, and he was able to drive the car home and he didn't go to the hospital or anything.

-Younger brother has pneumonia. Was feeling sick the past couple days, diarrhea and headaches the past day or two . . . and yeah, apparently pneumonia.

I'm not angry, 2011 . . . I'm just very, very disappointed . . . . .

EDIT:

Also, after weeks of feeding learnings to Tangled's 100 Things page, Ace went in and topped up the list to one hundred and thus ruined my chance to finally get a Centurion badge.

What a dick.

Well played, sir. Well played.

EDIT 2:

It's 6:46am. I tried sleeping a couple hours ago. An hour ago it still wasn't taking. Watched an episode of Dexter online and had a bite to eat instead.

Evidently I have a lot on my mind. Curiously, not about all the people in my life sick or injured.

Thing about them, is that it's completely understandable what has happened with them. My dad had a bad heart reaction to something and fell face-first onto a stone floor. My cousin got smacked by a lead-footed asshole. My brother caught a really scary bug. All are unfortunate, but all have understandable, satisfactory reasons behind them.

I scratch at my chin a bit in thought. Maybe this is what I get for not shaving for a week?

Nah. That'd make too much sense.

Sheraton Booking, Gettou!

Booked my hotel for Sakura-Con.

Still so much in flux leading up to April. Likely to be changes made to said booking.

But whatever. Booking is done. That's half the battle right there.

Booyah.