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Monday, October 7, 2002
11:20 a.m.

I'm in heaven. Wataru Yoshizumi finally did a color with the boys in it. In almost all of her series, she does the girls, Mint Na Bokura(Very cool) is the exception. She did the boys in this color too. Well two of them. I can't wait to get my Ribon. You can check out more at Zaha's page:

Zaha's Ultra Maniac

Don't forget to look at the Image Gallery ^^

Monday, October 7, 2002
10:39 a.m.

I changed the main page layout. I was bored and this is easier. My internet connection in my dorms is down, so I could do anything yesterday. According to Narilos, it was like this all weekend. A blessing in disguise because I got sick to my stomach last night. I will try to be writing today. I bought a pair of giant mouse slippers and big strawberry coffee mug, comfy. Comfy is sure to get me in a writing mode^_^

Saturday, October 5, 2002
09:33 p.m.

I have fantastic relatives, I really really do. My Aunt arrived today. Yeah! I'm so happy. Did you catch Xmen Evo today? My Scarlet rocks. ^_^ I'm sorry I didn't post anything more to my story, but since relatives are here I probably won't be doing much this weekend. Sorry.

Friday, October 4, 2002
06:13 p.m.

Just Fixed the Link to Narilos's page ^_~

Friday, October 4, 2002
04:51 p.m.

Yikes! My editing teacher gave us 3 projects, one for each month. That last isn't so bad, but there is very little time to accomplish it. Plus, this class wasn't about editing, but that's the way the teacher wants it. All this on top of two LAS Intensive writing courses. Man, I hate being a senior sometimes. I won't have a lot of time. Which means I have to prioritize it was either writing or webpages. I chose webpages. Meaning, that after this coming week very little will be updated on my main sites. However, I will try to update again during Thanksgiving. I'll try to squeeze in stuff here and there. Just wanted to let you know.

Thursday, October 3, 2002
11:29 p.m.

I updated my story, but I didn't want to add the second chunk up here so I threw it down there, just look for the - - - part and you'll be there. ^_~

Thursday, October 3, 2002
11:11 p.m.

Narilos updated. *bounce* *bounce* Go visit her pretty pics >> page<< She's so good. I've had the pleasure of watching her work first hand. It's amazing. She was born for art....

Thursday, October 3, 2002
01:03 p.m.

As per my promise to MJade, the first part of my "First Kiss" story. ^_^ It isn't beta'd, so...

Sweet Candy
By
Mouse~

Ethan eyed the package one more time just to be sure it was there. Its gold wrapping sparkled in the sunlight, and the pretty red bow offset the swirls of brown interlaced with the gold. He smiled happily, blissfully within his own mind imagining the look on the girl’s face when he gave it to her. Ethan was not a man who indulged in such trivial things like buying one’s sweetheart a gift, but today he was being spontaneous. Or at least he told himself that when he woke up this morning and walked to the chocolate shop.

He remembered the smells, colors, and tastes of the shop. The pink flared ribbons, red berry syrups in bottles with corks open, white fluffy things in all shapes and sizes, Pokka-dotted pinks things with no trace of goodness, the sickening sweet of the chocolate mixed with sugar, the rich, dark of truffles, and the light, sticky of caramel. All of it was delightful and tempting, a pretty pink house of sin. He looked over the trays, neatly placed on the shelves with their names scrawled on little tags. He had to pick just the right one for no ordinary one would do, no not for her. It had to be dark chocolate with its bitter bite, but the core, what would go in the core?

Just as he had it narrowed down to a Hazelnut Chocolate-chocolate ball or Red Pepper twist, a woman said, “Have you tried the special?”

Ethan moderately bemused answered, “Is there a special?”

“There’s always a special, try it.” She passed the tiny candy over to him. Her hand up to his mouth, he almost bit it off when he tried her sweet.

In an instant, he knew what he wanted to get the girl, a Raspberry truffle. It was perfect the way the outer hid the sweet center so well. Simply wonderful, how it melted in the mouth. Dark, rich, luscious sin, Ethan felt the Cheshire grin on his face spread wider. He had them wrapped and paid for in less than ten minutes. Thanked the lady, and promptly left.

- - -

Ethan felt almost giddy in his strides. He couldn’t wait to see her beautiful face when she unwrapped the tasty present. Oh the fun, they’d have. The joy that chocolate brings. He was giddy, so light on his feet he didn’t notice when the apartment came into view. The cobblestone pathway ran through a delicately out place garden that wasn’t well taken care of. With a soft click, he carefully shut the fence and started up the steps. He didn’t feel the length of the stairs their ghastly number usually made coming home tedious. Before he knew, he was at the door to their measly loft apartment on the ninth floor.

Looking at the door always made her giggle. Its numbers were upside down, so that the nine was a six and the six a nine. Strange, how she could derive so much pleasure from something so simply minded was beyond Ethan’s comprehension. Still, on a day like today he tended to overlook those shortcomings of hers. Today was a special day, and he wanted to make the best of it. Opening the door, he strode in. He took his coat off, and placed it on the old oak coat rack they’d purchase at an antique store. She was fond of old things.

“Faith, darling are you here?” He turned around, but she wasn’t in sight.

Where had the girl gotten off to now?

Thursday, October 3, 2002
12:01 p.m.

Why is it the really interesting people live on teeter-toters? I'm just plain and ordinary, so I guess I can't figure out why there are some people that come to certain conclusions or maybe the fact that I feel like I have to do a balancing act. And what is this need people have for ranting at me? I learned a long time ago that people want to believe their problem is pretty bad.

I'm a Communication Major, so I do know what's going on. Even if I think it is ridiculous, and I wish that I had a phone. I could read vocal cues then, but no, I'm on the Internet. Lovely thing that it is, there is one fact that I can't ignore: The Internet lacks nonverbals. That just sucks. Yes, of all the word in my dictionary, sucks is the best. I'm irriatated, upset, and overall annonyed. I can't change that fact. Instead, I sit and rant to you, something I loathe doing to anyone. However, I need to.

Thursday, October 3, 2002
11:33 a.m.

It's very icky out right now. Last night, my mom reminded me that my aunt and uncle are coming up this weekend. Yeah ^_^ I love my aunt Lori. The other news is that the new computer was finally installed in the office, which means I'll be writing on it I guess. I can work on my entry for MJade's First Kiss Challenge. That's the plan, but the best time for me to write is at night not in the afternoon. I don't know why. It's this weird writer's block that comes over me when I write anything in the afternoon, come sundown, Poof it's gone.

Wednesday, October 2, 2002
08:09 p.m.

I finally figured out how to get into my p drive from this computer. It makes life a lot easier and simplier. Did I tell ya that I'm currently playing FF7 for the first time? I know the story, pretty much completely through. I watched my ex-boyfriend playing it. Much like I watched Blondie play PE and TR. I decided to go back an play it for myself. I was really really bored, and replaying FF8 only goes so far. It's pretty cute with all the Chibi characters and on BeBop my psx one it's just was to cute. Everything is every smaller and cuter.

Wednesday, October 2, 2002
11:48 a.m.

Idiot strikes again. The guy that "Didn't ask me out, just wanted to be closer friends and I got the wrong impression" showed up again. He emailed me, that he wants me to help him get my best friend. At this point, I nearly decked him only it was by email. I should point out that he snuck up on my yesterday before said email. What is his problem? I mean this? I know she doesn't want to date him, again. Now, I'm in this position where I either sound like the jealous bitch or the unfaithful friend. Grrr.

Tuesday, October 1, 2002
12:50 p.m.

I am so hungry. I'm half tempted to ruin my diet and sneak downstairs and get a candy bar. Yummy! I work in the office at lunch, so I get to smell all the professors lunches. When they bring it pasta, it get really bad. That's it I've made my decision, I'm order Chinese tonight. It's my birthday week(Yeah, I know it was last Friday, but I have money now), and damnit I can.

On second thought, Pizza...

Tuesday, October 1, 2002
11:28 a.m.

okay I don't know if this is going to come across as well on the internet. I'll try.

During my 8:00 am class in Interpersonal (Relationship) Communication, we were discussing how partners in a relationship have their own unique names for eachother.

Kristie said, "I don't get how married couples called eachother Mom and Dad, or Ma and Pa. It's so weird."

Elena said, "I don't know, my husband likes it when I call him Big Daddy."

GOOD MORNING WESTERN STUDENTS!

Tuesday, October 1, 2002
11:05 a.m.

I'm bored, so I thought I'd discuss my electronic babies. Yes, I do name my computers. It started with a late night discussion with one of my friends. She mentioned that her computer was having major problems, and I countered that mine is pretty touchy too. We had both just gotten into GWing(About 3 years ago folks because I got into it just before the dub.) She joked hers was Epyon, so I laughed back and said, "If that's true mine's WingZ" Later, that year I had to name mine for my ethernet connection, so I chose WingZ. WingZ is a 1998 333k Emachine. He's a bit slow, lacks every thing, but despite his ram problems, he's really reliable. He gets a little cranky if he gets below a meg of memory left, but he still runs well. He's big and bulky and reminds me a lot of Heero Yuy. He runs on Win 98. I think it's the first edition, but I haven't had the problems plague with that one that most do. Of course Win 98 Second Edition is my fav OS system, but that's not what this entry is about. My other computer is laptop, Kidd. Didn't help that I just finished playing Chrono Cross when I got it. It reminds me of her, with the memory problem and all. She's a bitch and she knows it. Isn't it weird how computers have personalities? If I tell you all the issuses I've had with this machine and how they tend to be once a month, you'd think so too. My lost Cell is named Sparkle due to the sparkly blue cover it has. Have you seen Sparkle;_;? She's so little, and I'm so worried. My brand new PSX one with LCD screen is called BeBop(Not as in Cowboy). I love it, it's cute, and completely self contained. I don't have to go hunt down tv to use it. It's size makes it so easy to carry. I don't have slug it around like my old one, and it's white. My parents love it also. For other reasons I know. If only I could find an extension cord so I could play it in the kitchen...

Monday, September 30, 2002
11:40 p.m.

Damn, I feel like a woman, Shanae Twain like a woman. I cleaned the bathroom shower in which the mold had overgrown so much all my roomates and myself were starting to cower in fear. I cleaned the bathroom shower, recovering from a cold, on my period, with a room full of boys. Yup, I'm a woman. It's not the greatest cleaning job, but at least I'm not afriad of my feet being ate up by the great mold monster. I'm so proud. It's these little moments that make life worth while.

Monday, September 30, 2002
10:02 p.m.

I have got stop reading romance novels. It is ruining my ability to write all types of fiction. I just went through my unfinished stack sitting on my hard drive and found that I actually wrote:

"Left there in the dark, his fantasies ran wild like stallion mustang during a silver storm in June"

Of course, I wrote this before my romance novel addiction, but I'm still blaming them. I don't know if I like all the flowery language, but it seems to be seeping into everything. Back, back, leave me be! I commandth thee. Oops^^;;

Monday, September 30, 2002
07:05 p.m.

I don't understand some people really I don't. There this guy that I started chatting with on the internet. We never got to personal. We just talked about anime. I have so few friends in real life that I can talk about it with that online is my main escapizm as far as anime goes. Of course, I do other things with my life. Just ask M_Jade, but it's where I retreat for my anime. After awhile he starts getting weird. Weird, hell he's more emotional than I am. Sure, okay. Three weeks ago he sends me an email saying that he doesn't want to speak to me every again. Ignoring the immaturity level he is displaying at the moment, this is still silly. I do as he requests. The he gets in touch with me again and wonders where I've been. Okay 3 faces of eve time. He doesn't even remember the emails. On the whole, he wants me to talk about more of my life. I'm so stuck on the internet. I don't have one, at least in his opinion. The funny part is the weirdo thinks he knows me. He says I'm patient and never get angry. MJade, D.C. Girl, and Blondie ya wanna help um out on this one? Me never flipping angry. O-kay. He is such a baby. I was sick and he was agitating me. Then, I say I have to go, and he gets so babish. I was fucking sick, and then he gets me mad. Hello. I don't get people like that. I don't know why. I'm sweet and white(as in purity) but I even I don't live in weepy land. Maybe, it's because I hate acting helpless even if I am. Maybe, I don't like over done dramatics. Or maybe I just don't like him.


The above images are from the awesome Manga Ultra Maniac. Copyrights to Wataru Yoshizumi and Shueisha.
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