scribbles

I fell asleep doing my homework last night, woke up early this morning, and am now rewarding you all with scribbles (they're a bit long to be drabbles) from the non-ABO thing I mentioned before. The one with youkai, and a rakshasa and a vampire and an enlightened human living off of others' karma.

( interference )

laughter

Right now, I find this song incredibly funny. It's mostly at the end. I'm just imagining...

See, all of the cursed forms are 'singing' in their own way -- led by Ranma-chan, of course, who can actually form the words. And panda-man makes the mistake of joining in at the end of her last verse. So we get:

Ranma: Oyaji
Genma: {panda noises} ]what?[
Ranma: Oyaji
Genma: {same panda noise, annoyed} ]what?[
Ranma: Oyaji
Genma: {same panda noise, exasperated} [WHAT?[
Ranma: Oyaji!!!
Genma: {different panda noise} ]oww...[

At least, that's how I imagine it going. It is, after all, Genma's fault that Ranma is fell into the spring, and if they hadn't been there, Ryoga wouldn't have fallen in, and if Ranma hadn't fallen into the Girl Spring, Shampoo would probably not have had to be 'retrained' and thus gotten the Cat Curse, and Mousse might not have gotten the Duck Curse... So, yeah, I can imagine them all beating up on him.

It's funny.

Dowaa!

( inaccurate )

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I have a pretty intense need to personalize everything I take out in public with me. Thing is, I usually get embarrassed about it later on, and wind up messing up my own work. I can tell that the work I just did is going to be one of those ones. So I'm about to take preventive measures by covering over my name in such a way that it can be seen if necessary, but isn't glaring otherwise. How... nice.

Hopefully I'll use the binder at other times as well, so I didn't put the classes in pen.

ahhhhh...

Susan's been playing music from Les Miserables, which makes it hard to concentrate. Regardless of the actual plot or anything else, the songs themselves are absolutely gorgeous, and I can't help wanting to sing along.

Until I want to sing the songs that I know best, which I do so with my door closed - have been doing for the past hour or so. On My Own, Little Fall of Rain, Bring Him Home, Stars, and so on and so on and so on... If I have the lyrics to hand, I can sing through the entire thing straight, just like with Cats and Into the Woods.

ahhhhh...

wa

( Hiei )