My grandfather has a project. And that project involves a legitimate excuse to watch Detective Conan.

*grabs popcorn* Don't worry, I'll post pics when it's done.

I swear it makes sense in context. Sort of. That is one evil teddy bear.

( Cut for small review of Pluto and a pic of Atom playing Conan. )

Today was pretty eventful, considering that nothing actually happened.

To start off with, I'm disappointed because the book I'm reading was spoiled. A while ago I watched the Dresden Files on Hulu, and now I'm finally getting to read Fool Moon. Which is a long story in and of itself, because the library or a library patron lost it, and my mother suspects that after all this time and them finding it, they actually just bought a new copy. I however am suspicious because one of the corners is slightly dinged, and there is a sticker on it that says "As Seen On SciFi". It was not that recent that they changed to SyFy, was it? I remember that it was SyFy when I went to Anchorage way back in August. Even before that, when I was housesitting for the neighbors.

(Why they changed it in the first place though is beyond me. SciFi is Science Fiction, that is all. SyFy is... what exactly? Other than involving an abnormal number of y's?)

Anyway, I got to page 22 and immediately realized that it was the FBI agents. 22 out of 342. Oh pooh. And I had thought they had only adapted Storm Front. I'll still read it, it just won't be as good.

And the day started out nice enough too. I got up the nerve and told my English professor that my essay had been miscorrected, so points for me. But then on the was home I stopped at the Breeze In for macaroni but they didn't have any yet. So we went to Costco instead, where we bought Star Trek and one of the employees stopped my mom and asked curiously if I was her daughter or her sister.

I... don't know what to make of that. Should I be insulted that he thought I was that old? Should she be happy that he thought she was that young? My mom is going grey, she doesn't exactly look young. Ummm...

Then we watched Star Trek when we got home. And discovered that the screen had been cut slightly. This made us angry. We also discovered that it had lame-o special features and no deleted scenes. Nothing comes with deleted scenes these days. When DVDs were first a medium they had to be sold to the populace, so they stuck all sorts of extra stuff on them. Now they've got jacksquat, and you have to pay extra for something beyond a blooper reel. Grrr.

BUT it turns out we're going to be paying extra anyway. My mom decided to screw the fact that we already had it and buy the Special Edition from Amazon. Where she discovered that it is the same price as the regular version at Costco. Sigh.

Also when we were at Costco they had a huge stack of Palin's memoir. At what point did they start getting called memoirs instead of autobiographies? Is it because memoir sounds less self-absorbed? It's not a book about you written by you, it's a collection of your memories. Anyway, huge stack. I wanted to burn them. I also kept thinking about an editorial cartoon around Halloween, involving scary sights around Juneau and ending with a poster in a bookstore window advertising "Going Rogue: Coming Soon!"

Nakamori is still suspicious. The lack of face-pinching is starting to get annoying and make me paranoid.

I'm looking for fic recs. The FF update page for Detective Conan isn't really quite doing it as it seems like everybody and their mother is writing drabble collections. There's nothing wrong with that, I just want something with a little more substance.

Anything will do, really, but I'm particularly aiming for fics where Shinichi, Heiji, Kaito, and Saguru all interact together. Because I really like fics like that, and I also need to pad my C2. But even if they don't and it's a good fic, then okay. So does anybody have any recs?

This is entirely the fault of araine and hattergems , more so araine for making this ridiculous icon.

Title: Death by Panties
Fandom: Detective Conan/Magic Kaito/Fullmetal Alchemist crossover
Rating: K+
Genre: Entirely humor, with a hearty dose of crack.
Characters: Kaito Kid, Envy, Roy Mustang, Riza Hawkeye
Spoilers: FMA 94

Summary: Kaito Kid stole Ran-neechan's panties. Why? Because he has a plan. Or he could just be sadistic, you never know.
Link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5513875/1/Death_by_Panties

I just printed out my wish list for this year. Inspiration struck while in the shower (as usual), and it starts out with a three-paragraph rant about how I do not want cheap jewelry, I want a Star Destroyer, and involves thinly-veiled accusations of sexism. It devolves from there, ending with a rant about the Detective Conan dub and how things I want are never available (Magic Kaito manga, Tintin BBC radiodramas).

I love me sometimes.

Quick, before I read Chapter 713, something just occurred to me:

What if Kid actually kidnapped Conan and replaced him with a dummy? It would probably fool Ayumi, who's all over him, since it's dark. And the whole "play as adults" line... creepy.... And I can totally see Kid doing something like that too, not like the taser.



Of course, the "done with child's play, battle as adults" line suddenly makes sense if you allow for the possibility that Kid is carrying an Instant Shinichi Just Add Conan device.

ENVY. CONAN VOICE.

DROOL.

I am getting over the flu, and watching FMA. And drooling over Envy. It is love. I never particularly liked him before, but now he's amazing.

But the flu is evil, because now I am missing Caity's slumber-birthday party.

There's a stack of three math books in front of where I sit in class. Always, because we never use them. The ones on the top and bottom have the serial number written on them in black sharpie, and they're just pointless numbers.

The middle one however is written in purple, and its number is 4000001412. What are the odds? 

I did not survive the weekend.

None of the boys left until after noon, and even then it took some time for them to trickle away. And naturally the spud gun came out again, to the point where I'm surprised the neighbors didn't complain.

But that is not the point of this post. The point of this post is to record that I am sad. Why? Because my pillowcase is falling apart in my hands.

No seriously. For the past week I've been noticing small little tears in it, and tonight I picked it up to move it and all of a sudden there was a good-sized rip in it.

( Cut for truncated ramblings on how my pillow is a fandom. )

What makes me really sad though is that I know that one day probably very soon I'll wake up and find that I've ripped the poor pillowcase to shreds in my sleep. And then I'll have to hold a proper funeral or something.

Because for some reason having six boys (Adrian, Keegan, Zane and Quade, Glen, and Johnny) running around screaming downstairs causes me to think of the Chronicles of Narnia.

To be fair, I was watching Stargate and there was that Literacy ad using Prince Caspian footage. And then I started watching Prince Caspian, and then I mentally summed up The Last Battle as, "A gorilla and a donkey in a lion skin bring about Armageddon." And then for some deluded reason I decided to go downstairs and hang out with the screaming terrors? I discovered them trying to destroy a pumpkin with the spud gun. Someone, maybe more than one, suggested they shoot it straight up. Then they all ran back in after they broke the spud gun and Zane went deaf in one ear, and now they're split between a pillow fight involving a camp pad and watching Alien play Avernum. And you can't forget the balloons that are specially engineered to produce the most annoying sound ever conceived when the air is let out. They threw one of them into my room, so I destroyed it.

It may help that I've had three sodas. And they're Thomas Kempers, so it's almost like I'm drowning my sorrows.

EDIT: Zane just attempted to break my door down in the announcement of cake. I opened the door with my foot and he fled before I could even threaten him with my foil.

No seriously. It was epic. I dreamed that I was watching Detective Conan anime, and it was epic.

( Kid's playing a piano, and Vermouth's got a helicopter with a mounted machine gun. )

I should write this. I really should.

I dragged Caity to Astro Boy last night because it was closing. She said it was cute and she was entertained. Then she laughed at me for admitting that I watched the anime. I didn't mention the manga at that point.

NOBODY UNDERSTANDS ME!!! I HAVE NO FRIENDS!!! MWAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHHHH!!!!!

Also, the highlight of my day was definitely waiting for her aunt to pick us up and watching a Twilight/New Moon poster slowly fall from the tape holding it to the door, someone leave through the door and accidentally kick it outside before stepping on it, and then the wind blowing it right to the edge of the awning where it was promptly drenched by large falling raindrops.

Also finally got to the good part in Pluto. Namely, when Atom shows up. And then wanders into the police simulation of a murder scene and makes Inspector Tawashi look like an idiot. Like. An. Idiot. GO ON! TRY TELLING ME HE'S NOT CONAN! JUST TRY!

And then there's when he met that other robot dude, the one who's the main character (I read not for the plot, but for the Atom). And the other robot dude is all "OMG you're impressive!" and Atom's all "NO YOU POOR BARSTOOL! I CRIEZ FOR YOUZ!" And then later he's all, "Hakase there's a price on your head! You are in danger, thou shalt dies! OH NOEZ! Ze robot transmitted great pain into my head! He's got five kids and YU KEELLED HEEM!"

What are you talking about? I'm totally the absolute paragon of mental stability.

I brokes it.

1. Like me at the time, Kudo was a budding young detective.
2. Like the time I was a budding young detective Kudo.
3. I like when a budding young detective Kudo.
4. Like when my budding young detective Kudo.
5. Kudo, a young detective when her budding like.
6. Kudo, a young criminal, sprouting like her.
7. Kudo, a young criminal, to shoot her.

At that point, I both found equilibrium and reversed Shinichi's occupation.

Also, "Happened was a combination of reduced Kudo."

Kidjinks Kidjinks Kidjinks!

Except not Kidjinks! Kid would never ever ever do something like that! It's totally a fake!

Although... if it weren't a fake, then the "Let's stop playing and act like adults" line is really suspicious. I'm twitching now.

This will also probably be an anime episode really soon too. The Iron Tanuki aired almost immediately.

My dog is still a teenager. He definitely almost humped the cat just now.

It was kind of funny actually. He was trembling with want, but didn't quite go for it because he knew what would happen if he tried (Jaime's also bigger than him).

Nerd doesn't even cover it.

I went to the library today to get my inter-library loan Astro Boy manga. I could literally feel the tension rising as the librarian looked on the computer, turned around, looked at the books, and pulled one out. By the time she set it down on the counter my eyes had gotten huge and I was practically drooling. Definitely grinning like an idiot. And it was completely autonomous. I had no control over it whatsoever.

Which is weird. Usually I can control myself better in public places. It's usually only at home when something occurs to me and I get this look that sends Alien running for cover. Like the one I had on my face while I was making a hat for my Kiddo Lantern. And then Alien cut a hole in the top, imbecile.

Though he's about to rebel because it's bedtime and he's only watched two of the six last episodes of Astro Boy. It manages to be epic, and yet make fun of the fact that it's completely overblown epic at the same time. Also, Astro just left Zoran there. To her death. What an asshole. You could carry her you know. She's your little sister for a reason.

Zoran the Sim brought a friend home from school her two first days. She brought home Bella and Mortimer. Must be a matchmaker or something. Astro never brought anyone home though. He was too busy fishing in the swimming pool and challenging O'Shay to chess matches. And O'Shay is usually too busy because Zoran is running him ragged playing tag. And then he exploded the trash compacter, so he had to fix that too.

"Phew," he sighed.

"What?" I asked. "Is your paper some top-secret diary entry or something?"

"Well if I remember right, you don't let me look at some of your papers," she said.

"His paper is about King Leopold conquering the Congo! My paper was about me not conquering life!"

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I don't know why I was never able to keep a notebook before, but the second LJ entered the equation I was all over it. Hmm...