thoughts on black cat

Looks like one "benefit" of not having a computer at home is that I have time to do other things...like read manga. Last night I read through the 12 volumes of Black Cat I bought the other day. So far, so good. I do enjoy it quite a bit. One thing that does throw me off is when Train gets all dark and serious, it reminds me of Kenshin and how he'd revert to his Battousai persona at times. The difference is that Train will kill when necessary, which I like.

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i suppose fridays are good for something

I died and went to TezuRyo heaven, namely Shadows and its most lovely sequel
Fire by striking_sparks. While I think that Ryoma would not be so outwardly sentimental (the jersey thing), the angst is just...so..."That night Ryoma dreams of heat and kisses and matches that feel like they never have to end, and wakes too soon, aching and alone." says it all. Fluffier fics by the author can be found here.

I am glad I got to read good fanfic today, because I realized how sucky it is to supervise people. You don't want to insult their intelligence, but you want to make sure they understand exactly what needs to be done. And you can never rely on "common sense" because it's not so "common." *sighs*

There was the funniest first paragraph in a local column that goes: "Hawaii is a funny place, a place where people will rarely tell you to your face of their disapproval, but will ice you out with deafening silence and blatant nonparticiation if they don't like you or what you've done. The other side of the 'no talk sink' axiom is 'just don't show up.'" I laughed (painfully) because it's so true. I don't know how it is in the rest of the world, but in Hawaii confrontation is a dirty word. If you have terrible service at a restaurant or something, you don't go to the manager. Oh no. Never. You pay, you leave, and then you tell everyone you know and their dog about your horrible experience at the restaurant. We think it's the Asian cultural influence at work. It's like how most people don't wear shoes in their houses. You have no idea how shocking it was to me when I realized that people actually wear shoes in their houses! I think I must have been in the upper levels of grade school...it really disturbed me at the time. :P