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.

(Banner Design Courtesy of Red Tigress - thanks Red!)

Curious turn of events . . .

Huh . . . evidently, "Pein" can make it to Sakura-Con after all . . . this is, of course, after I've already cancelled the hotel room . . .

I'm sure it'll be fine, though - just gotta work around some things . . . yeahhhh . . .

In other news, I find it interesting as to how much Tenten fanfic people write. I had no idea she was such a popular character for fanfic . . . maybe it's just been a coincidence?

Away from theO . . . my brother totally got hooked on "Afro Samurai". He finished it early afternoon, was watching special features mid-afternoon . . . and by late-afternoon he was playing NHL 2008 with his iPod playing the Afro Samurai OST.

And I didn't have to influence him to watch it whatsoever the whole time. And that's just awesome.

Oh, and I ground that white shirt into my backyard, wiping mud/grass/crap all in and over it. Then I wiped the brick walkway a little bit around the planters. It's still in the backyard, hanging off the patio table - let's hope the stains set in nice and strong, so when I actually DO wash it (so as to not actually have to wear mud/grass/crap at the con') the colours remain.

The things we try, huh?

. . . oh, and it's Easter Sunday now . . . when the heck did that happen?

(You don't need to answer that.)

EDIT: Brought the shirt in from outside just now:

I can only laugh, really . . . smells like outside, though . . .