The day before, I went to Machine Magic. One of my friends (E) helped design a new cyberpunk 'shiny thing' for one of the vocalists. E came to the front of the audience to watch and noticed me lurking in the darkness, so high-fived me. I'm slowly getting used to all these non-ironic high-fives now. At least think we're not being ironic. Or is that part of the irony?
(As I was heading to Kabukichou, a Christian group stopped me and tried to get me to join their church. I must have been particularly well-dressed that evening.)
With so much stuff going on, I've fallen behind in sleep yet again. However, doing stuff instead of writing about stuff is hardly a bad thing. I'm going to try and give priority to AU bandfic (limited timeframe) and my own "novel", plus a review of Arrietty. I need to get that review out as soon as possible to get the traffic in a couple of months time. :)
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Very readable, very funny at first and had a strong voice. Some of the attitudes of the day are a bit tiring, but I like to think that as the influence of a somewhat unreliable narrator (or at least with his own personality and opinion). I think I'm meant to be getting something more from it... perhaps an insight into the nature of life/death and what happens next to Benjamin Button. Or perhaps commentary on the nature of aging? Either way, I can't imagine how they turned it into a film.
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Finally! Tokyo Toy Show 2010 report.
Gojyo and Schuldig by