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Aug. 22nd, 2003 02:47 pmOy vey.
So my favorite guilty pleasure anime series of all time is starting on Cartoon Network on August 30: Saint Seiya. I first heard about it back in 1989, when I was jonesing for some high-powered superhero slugfests. It was schweeeet. From there, I got sent to Tokyo Video in Manhattan to buy tapes of 4 episodes, all with all of the glorious toy and Calban commercials still in place.
Now it's coming stateside, something I never expected to happen due to all of the blood that spills (though I expect they did much the same thing they did with Gatchaman/Battle of the Planets.. .apparently they're only scheduled to show 40 episodes. Season 1 alone was 65. Now there's some serious cuts.) I hope to Ghod that the music they show here is not the actual theme music. It would hurt too much. (Of course, the voices are already making me cringe. Damn. I've become an anime snob, and not even over anything worth being snobbish about)
The students are returning... AAAAAAAHHHHH
The need to go out and get food is overriding the desire to avoid the obligatory wave of parents. The smell of Italian food isn't helping either.
food achieved.
According to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pkdan, one of the virii that's been laying the smackdown all over the place is supposed to get bigger and badder in 15 minutes or so, though how, they apparently ain't quite sure. Apparently it's set to download... something from somewhere. Would that I had a mac and didn't need to worry about all of these bollocks.
I've decided on my formal weight loss goal. I'll still keep weighing myself, and yes, I know it's moronic, but my goal is this: when I hit 34, I want to be in better shape than when I was 24. This is an especially tall order when you consider that my 24th year on this planet was spent with the shiny happy people, traveling and schlepping the oft-repeated mantra of 22 tons of stage equipment. That was the last time I ever fit into a true size 40 waist, with even a little room to spare. From the point of view of physical conditioning, it was my best year ever.
Glad to know I can set realistic goals for myself.
Off to shut down the machine for 1/2 hour or so and finally unpack the new cube.
So my favorite guilty pleasure anime series of all time is starting on Cartoon Network on August 30: Saint Seiya. I first heard about it back in 1989, when I was jonesing for some high-powered superhero slugfests. It was schweeeet. From there, I got sent to Tokyo Video in Manhattan to buy tapes of 4 episodes, all with all of the glorious toy and Calban commercials still in place.
Now it's coming stateside, something I never expected to happen due to all of the blood that spills (though I expect they did much the same thing they did with Gatchaman/Battle of the Planets.. .apparently they're only scheduled to show 40 episodes. Season 1 alone was 65. Now there's some serious cuts.) I hope to Ghod that the music they show here is not the actual theme music. It would hurt too much. (Of course, the voices are already making me cringe. Damn. I've become an anime snob, and not even over anything worth being snobbish about)
The students are returning... AAAAAAAHHHHH
The need to go out and get food is overriding the desire to avoid the obligatory wave of parents. The smell of Italian food isn't helping either.
food achieved.
According to
pkdan, one of the virii that's been laying the smackdown all over the place is supposed to get bigger and badder in 15 minutes or so, though how, they apparently ain't quite sure. Apparently it's set to download... something from somewhere. Would that I had a mac and didn't need to worry about all of these bollocks.I've decided on my formal weight loss goal. I'll still keep weighing myself, and yes, I know it's moronic, but my goal is this: when I hit 34, I want to be in better shape than when I was 24. This is an especially tall order when you consider that my 24th year on this planet was spent with the shiny happy people, traveling and schlepping the oft-repeated mantra of 22 tons of stage equipment. That was the last time I ever fit into a true size 40 waist, with even a little room to spare. From the point of view of physical conditioning, it was my best year ever.
Glad to know I can set realistic goals for myself.
Off to shut down the machine for 1/2 hour or so and finally unpack the new cube.
