Apr. 7th, 2008

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I figured I would give you all the conclusion in place of the subject, so you all would know what you were getting into. Or: days 2-3 in Mariposa.

It was immensely lovely being able to finally meet [livejournal.com profile] sartorias in person, and naturally wonderful to get to see [livejournal.com profile] coffeeandink, [livejournal.com profile] sophia_helix, [livejournal.com profile] canandagirl, [livejournal.com profile] yhlee, and [livejournal.com profile] rachelmanija again. I was also very impressed with my getting up at 10:30 not just once, but twice on the weekend, although the others seemed to be not so impressed, having gotten up at the crack of dawn. But! 10:30 is pre-noon! It is an accomplishment.

Fooding )

Fun with phallic symbols! )

Rachel and I also watched the very excellent maniacal laugh arc of Gundam Wing (don't spoil in comments!); I translated some amazingly unsketchy Gundam Wing doujinshi ("Wufei wants to sleep with Trowa. Not like that! They're brothers! No! Not like that either!") and some not-so-unsketchy Gundam Wing doujinshi ("AIIIEEE MY EYES!" I said, eyes lighting on the first panel. Then: "Winged angel Heero in spandex?"); I read Indian comics with very suggestive ads in the back about Atul the Cheese Boy and his cricket bat, a very sexy illustration of Krishna, a not-sketchy picture of Krishna eating butter that I immediately thought of as sketchy, thanks to having learned what the infamous butter scene in Last Tango in Paris was infamous for, and poisoned breasts; Mely played me a song about brains in jars; Sophia, Jody and I talked knitting; I pestered Yoon incessantly about Korean; and Sherwood made Gundam Wing costume design seem much less cracktastic than we had previously thought (Zechs' crazy boots and Treize's cape and the uniforms in general are inspired by actual historical uniforms!).

I also managed to sic Damo on people, who should all write it up so that I can conquer LJ via kdramas, and we watched some of The Pretender (Ms. Parker is made of win) and Romance of the Red Dust (aka, Technicolor female assassins), which needs an entire post of its own. And! The rats were admired and petted by many people, even though Bya was mercilessly made fun of for resembling a mochi or a baseball more than he resembled a rat. And x 2! My rats are so dorky that when I hang their hammocks from tinier cages, they can't figure out how to crawl into them. Bya in particular seemed to think that if he got his nose in, the rest of him would surely follow, and he was very surprised when he let go and it did not magically happen.

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