What was the #1 song the day you were born? Google the date and #1 song and then post your #1 song on your LJ - preferably with a Youtube vid if you can find one!



I love this song. XD *cheeseball*

This is an edited compilation of a few conversations I've had with people about my experiences with Mia. I sort of dropped off the face of the earth and some friends I'd thought were siding against me more...didn't ever get to hear my side. I want to archive it; if you know the story it's not really necessary to read it XD No update here, sorry. But please no wank? That'd be nice. 8D;
( They say that quitters never win )

EDIT: I nixed this here since I moved all the game stuff to its own website. Check here for the engine info. ♥!

Some of you may know this already, but I have a tendency to spout off rather impromptu and detailed compliments and love for people. After some debate and discussion, I've set up a 'love' tag on my LJ, so when the urge strikes me to love on someone who isn't online, I can still write it out and be rather assured they'll see it (since most people check their flist more than I do *fail fail fail*).

This also opens up the possibility of Anon. Love--which is, no, not love for anons and their frequent wanky wankfests, but love that goes out to an undisclosed person. I've done things kind of like this before, where I just post random compliments/complaints all together and they all refer to different people, but...apparently I have a tendency to officialize everything I do, so.

These are all directed at specific people. Word on the street is, I'm pretty damn specific about my compliments--everyone should probably be able to guess which ones are theirs. They're a bit shorter than my usual fare, but it's hard to pontificate without disclosure, so. ...I end a lot of sentences with 'so'.

Also! I couldn't get to everybody on this, so here are the folks who are loved on in this post: CAKES, CALLIE, CA'TE, KORII, SEREY, SAKKI, and STEPH. Nini, you are getting your own post just for you <3 Don't think you are forgotten!

Anyway, here it is: ( Anon. Love )

The following is a temporary page for the comm Steph made for us to practice Japanese on. renshuushiyou 8D

( Welcome! )

and it is here, in the waking moments between my dreams and your reality
that i feel the difference between who i am and who you want to be
these muted colors of natural light cascading in my window
the white light of clouds obscuring your sun
i hear your company in my heart
dancing, a welcome guest who may never want to leave
but must away as time wears on
sorrow, your time with me invaluable
the tears we share so real and yet so strange

timeless, as they fall; surreal in memory
i do not grieve at your departure but know
someday and soon you will return
to dance your tearful dance and change me from this pumpkin of a girl
into, for a few hours, something glittering and crystalline
unique and fragile, something different
someone wild and strange, and not unfeeling

the laughter dancing upon my lips in these moments
cannot fathom the laments we sing together
the lightness of this heart knows nothing of darkness's hollow halls
so sorrow, you may come and go
just as mirth does, and ire too
but i know you when you are gone
as i do they when i'm with you

I've unflocked all my fic posts--not the notes to myself and timelines etc, but the fic posts themselves. All...three of them. Keep in mind that these are under construction here in my LJ; they would be officially posted elsewhere when they are finished.

"Beyond Good & Evil" is hosted at neo_shinra_hq; "Crossing the Rubicon" is hosted at cave_rufum. These two fics are collaborative with kawree, with whom I've had a falling out, so they may be on permanent suspension.

"Tales of the Known World" is my original series, which I am currently working to publish. It is flocked and hosted at tales_of_the. Check it out if you like original fiction.

Mostly, the fic chunks are here so I can link betas, people I'm flailing to, and inquisitive folk. They are not completed nor cohesive; they are scenes meant to fit a greater whole. But they are a pretty good example of my fic writing style, and fairly juicy tidbits IMHO.

At long last I've given in to flocking my journal (omg peer pressure); most of the stuff I post is flocked or private anyway. This post is nothing fancy, no image or anything, though I do hope you enjoy the icon I startled up somewhere.

Comment or contact me to be added. ^_^

Okay so...I did my first song translation out of Japanese. And...this is a posted, generally accepted translation of the song.

Now...that one and mine are SO DIFFERENT that I've got to wonder...which one of us is doin' it wrong D:
( Omg a song translation :o )

dateline, 3:45 pm

background info: the neighbors downstairs moved out. a few days ago, the recarpeting guys were making a huge racket.

STARTING AT 3:45, bass from downstairs starts rattling the floor.

it is now 6 pm, and it still hasn't stopped. the only acceptable explanations are that there's a cleaning crew repainting or something blaring loud horrible music (but as it's 6 pm and that's quitting time, i'm somewhat dubious) or someone's moving in downstairs and is playing horrendously loud terrible music to help things along.

most people don't listen to music constantly, because then they can't hear the tv e.e i'm really really hoping it's the painters, because that means that the people who move in downstairs might be deaf and won't play bad music at all.

EDIT: Dateline, 7:35 - The guy downstairs is named Dray and he's very nice. About three hours ago, he stepped out onto his balcony and closed the sliding glass door, and the latch dropped, locking him out of his apartment. He jumped over the 2nd-story balcony and went to get assistance breaking back into his apartment. Unfortunately, he had the nightlock on the front door, so they couldn't just unlock it. He's been locked out of his apartment for three hours, and inside his music is stuck on repeat.

So I gave him a soda and chatted with him some, and even though the music is equally loud and buzzing my floor, it's significantly less obnoxious because he apologized and said he'd turn it off as soon as he could get back inside.

i couldn't post a comment there but OMG IT IS SO PRETTY *__* you are AWESOME egads woah. XD

also, check out flashlight_tag. we need a balthier >:[

What IS it about being on the internet that makes people into disrespectful entitlement-minded prats? The facelessness of being online--where even your personal LJ holds very little personal accountability, quite unlike, say, published journalism, or even more so, going up to someone on the sidewalk and telling them why their characterization of Axel is godawful--makes people unafraid to react to everything with knee-jerk emotional flailings that would get you in serious trouble in the real world.

Politeness doesn't exist in faceless venues. Just look at the writing in bathroom stalls. "Fuck you" is, most assuredly, the most predominant phrase. And whereas a person who acts irrationally at work one day must answer for it later, a person who acts irrationally online can simply make a new LJ name, a new face, a new identity, and go about their business. Lots of people have FLAME ACCOUNTS. These are fake identities through which flames can be written with no personal repercussion.

WTF, people. We roll our eyes at the defensive authors who can't tell flame from concrit and yell at everyone for being mean, but...honestly? I think that people really ARE a LOT more MEAN online. Am I the only one who feels bad insulting people these days? Am I the only one who finds it disgusting that everyone loves to dish out the punishment but can't take it in return? Whatever happened to, "Do unto others?" Why are we allowed to rip into someone we don't even know and then get annoyed when they react so badly?

How would you respond if a total stranger came up to you on the sidewalk and started screaming at you for the things you thought? A man preaching the Gospel on the street is putting himself out there, yes, and most of us ignore him or roll our eyes, but if an atheist marched up and started maliciously tearing down his beliefs before his eyes, we would be appalled. And then, if the atheist called in his buddies and they ALL started shrieking at the street-preacher, someone would likely step in and defend the poor man, not because he is of like belief, but because That Just Ain't Cool.

Similarly, if someone were talking to their friends in a crowded coffee shop and a stranger broke into the conversation to announce that everyone who believed such things was nothing more than a jealous hypocritical idiot, it would be ENTIRELY socially unacceptable. What gives anyone the right to behave that way, regardless of the venue?

Yes, if someone asks for concrit, they should be willing to receive it. But when someone asks for CONCRIT and they receive FLAMES instead, why are they expected to just sit down and take it? It's disgusting. Since YOU won't be judged for what you said because you said it with a fake account, you don't try to spare anyone's feelings; you don't even try to sound anything less than flagrantly sociopathic.

I think the old adage needs a bit of a 21^st Century overhaul:

If you don't have something nice to say...
...then try putting your name on it.

Title: Affectation
Author: aenigmadarai
Rating: PG for now
Pairing: Reno x Nana (OC)
Summary: (Post-DoC) ShinRa has been rebuilt in the growing city of Edge, but Rufus is under the impression that his Turks aren't enough, and is holding interviews for additional Turks. Reno, being Reno, decides to put the moves on one or more of the interviewees; however, Vincent is suspicious of someone, though it is never specified who.
Premise: After a collaborative spork of the first chapter of a wonderfully deplorable fic, "Affection," the desperate need to afford the world a digitally remastered version arose. This fic is the result of said need.
Further Reading: The original Affection: Chapter One by dark_lady_ice, and subsequent spork by kawree and myself.

Disclaimer: FFVII and its characters were designed by Nomura Tetsuya and are copyright of Square-Enix. Nana the OC was designed by dark_lady_ice, who holds unofficial copyrights. This reproduction was made with neither the knowledge nor the permission of Nomura, Square-Enix, and/or dark_lady_ice, and can be considered lawful only if posted for non-profit. Artistic license has been employed only where a lack of information has necessitated.

( Chapter One: I met a man named Reno )