JOURNAL: dj_ultima_the_great (Jen )

  • Three hundred forty sixth entry - man, I keep typo-ing... 2007-07-20 21:55:54 Time - 8:20, Noise - Project FMV mix

    *sniffle*
    Hok...
    *sniffle sniffle*
    Hok...!
    *wail*
    HOK!
    ;_;

    Those bastards got rid of my Hok~! ;o;

    I mean... I still have Danny and Jaimie to cheer for, but... IT WAS MY HOK!

    ;_;


    /brownie points to people who know what the hell I'm talking about

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    I keep making typos in my journal entry titles. It's annoying. I have to be more careful of that.

    So, I raided the PM box and sent out a bunch to people on my MEP, noting the reason why I've been strangely absent from its proceedings and asking a few questions. Try to respond to the messages as soon as you can, please.

    As for me, I'm eyeball-deep in MEPs and a bit concerned about finishing them all. I have my project, the pseudo-yaoi MEP, the Clow MEP, and the Sync MEP. That last one is a ways off, so I'm not worried about it yet, but the former three are all looming on me.

    On a happy note, the Sync MEP gives me a chance to work with my beloved Fatal Frame games again - during which I'll probably make another video that I've been intending to make with them.

    Hrm... not much else to say, actually, besides my outpouring Hok love. >_> I'm-a go edit now, methinks.

    See you, loves. <3


    - Jen 
  • Three hundred forty fifty entry - deeper meaning? 2007-07-19 00:36:56 Time - 10:13, Noise - Gackt - "Farewell"

    This has already been mentioned in other folks' journals and elsewhere, but it bears mentioning here because of the pure win factor:

    http://www.animemusicvideos.org/members/members_videoinfo.php?vid_id=147151

    The internal sync in that video is crazy. That's the kind of sync that I like best, and I try so hard to do it, but I'm not very good at all. I usually just get people telling me that there's no sync at all in my video then. ;_; *cough*TheChosenTwo*cough*

    So I beat sync instead. Anyone with a working set of ears (or hell, just eyes if your waveform is good enough) can do that if they put their minds to it. This kind of video, on the other hand, is real talent; it means you have a very good eye for motion. So congrats on a great video, Nostromo.

    On a different note, I started watching the Devil May Cry anime, and I'm slowly sinking deeper into disappointment with each episode. I swear, it's like DMC2 Dante crawled out of the woodwork just to come torture me in a poor anime. The episodes are just... boring. It's like they didn't think about the nature of the games at all. It focuses on side characters WAY more often than Dante. He's practically an accessory to his own show (which, unfortunately, could also be said of Yugi in Yu-Gi-Oh! - he was a prop compared to Yami, who was always the star). I can only hope that the series gets a little more personal with Dante, but so far... I am highly saddened.

    Knowing that she would likely see it multiple times (she works at a theater), I asked my best friend to tote me to Harry Potter whenever it came out. Well, I happened to see it on Monday with her (it was her first time, for once...). I don't read the books, nor do I give a damn about them, but I rather liked this movie. Much more serious this time around, and the special effects sequences were more impressive. It was imagery more than flash - and I doubt that makes much sense to anyone, but that's how I always think of it. I'll give you my oft-used example - videogames, of course:

    Resident Evil has flash. It has the dog leaping through the window and scaring the crap out of you. It has monsters with huge claws that look like they could rip anything apart. It has a lot of ammo to blow shit up and make a pretty boom.

    Silent Hill has imagery. It has the blood streaming down the walls if for no other reason than to unnerve you. It has monsters that look almost human to make you question if they're really monsters at all. It has melee weapons, forcing you to get up close and personal with creatures you'd rather go nowhere near.

    Resident Evil shocks you momentarily. Silent Hill disturbs you long-term.

    This is what the Harry Potter movie did for me - not to give anything away, so I'll not mention anyone but Harry. When I saw him surrounded by the sand glass cloud near the end, it was symbolic. It meant, "No one can interfere." His friends were all around, and it would have been easy for any one of them to run within that place and check if he was okay - but it was there as a symbolic shield, to prevent anyone from disturbing the important moment that was taking place. I liked that. In fact, that entire sequence of the movie was filled with similar imagery, and I would take that over Harry flying on a broom or fighting dragons anyday.

    Eyecandy for the sake of eyecandy is okay, but the Potter movie series needed what the fourth and fifth entries finally brought - a deeper meaning. I'm happy to see it blossom out like that, and if they return to the eyecandy format of the previous movies, I won't mind so much now. They've given me what I had hoped I eventually would get out of that series, and I'm not so much of a fan as to demand perfection in the movies yet to come. They were good before the deeper meaning came along, and I'm sure I'll like them just the same afterwards.

    Anyway, this entry is dragging on, so I'll end it here. Go download that AMV and look for the godly internal sync - I promise you won't be disappointed. Avoid the DMC anime as you WILL be disappointed. Watch the HP movie and decide for yourself whether or not you want to be disappointed. ^_~

    Nighty night, loves. <3


    - Jen 
  • Three hundred forty fourth entry - ;_; 2007-07-14 16:11:52 Time - 2:25, Noise - somebody using a chainsaw outside...?

    I already know this isn't gonna format correctly when I post this entry, but I'd still like to offer my improv ASCII art to best summarize this entry:
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    EEEEEEKKK! A spider!

    In short... they're out to get me. Three stories this time...

    Tale #1 - 'Secret Agent Spider'
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    I first spotted this little fellow above the top of the stairwell one day. Having no Swiffer on my person, I decided to leave him alone. He was just a tiny black one, and I didn't care much whether he roamed around the house. The next night, I went to my room to sleep, and he was on my wall - but not just any place on the wall, no sir. He was right on the border between the wall and the ceiling, a place which - if you've ever tried - is very difficult to get at with anything I might use to crush the thing. So, I tried blowing some air up at it, just to see if I could get it to move a pinch. He didn't react to that, so instead I gently hit the Swiffer against the wall next to him, hoping that the vibrations would send him fleeing in a different direction. Well, he fled... right along the border. I repeated this several times, and every time, he would move further along the border. Finally, I had driven him to a corner, and wouldn't you know it, he slips into the crack behind the vertical border. Round three with the spider consisted of him just taunting me. I went up to the bathroom, and sure enough, there was a little black spider moving along the floor border of the hall - and as soon as I lay eyes on him, he darts into a crack on THAT border.

    However, all is not lost. If this is the same spider that I've been seeing, I believe my mother landed the death blow last night. Hooray for Mom.


    Tale #2 - 'Spider on Crack'
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    I went to go get my clothes from the basement dryer last night, and noticed a sizeable (but not huge) black mark on the wall. It didn't take me long to see the eight legs attached to it. So I did what any good arachnophobic would do - I panicked. Spiders in the basement are expected, but this one was *right at head level*. I'd be passing right by it. I can stand them in the stairwell above me, but sorry - on the walls closer to me, and I freak out. So, I politely asked my brother to kill it for me. No dice. He calls himself a pacifist and won't kill bugs because of this. Knowing damn good and well what the bug-to-human ratio is, I find that to be utter bullshit. I keep pestering him about it, and finally he just runs and gets my clothes for me - not the means I wanted, but the ends are correct, I suppose. Hell if that spider doesn't go absolutely spastic when he walks past it. I would have been sent running if I had had to go past it when it did that.


    Tale #3 - 'Perverted Spider?'
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    This one completely baffles me. Either this spider is very stupid, or very resourceful. I trudge up to my room at 3:30 AM to go to bed (terrible sleep schedule, I know), hitting the bathroom first. I get in there, setting down my hair clip, my chapstick, and my headphones on the bathroom sink. I go to use the toilet, but before I even get my PJ pants down, I see... a leg. In the toilet bowl. Slowly, I lean over and begin to see seven more legs and one huge body. WTF. There's a spider. In my toilet. It's a big one at that. I slap my forehead and say out loud, "You have GOT to be kidding me," before I plan out how I'm going to get rid of this one. I eventually decide that since he's in the toilet that the easiest thing to do would be to pour a lot of water on him suddenly and just flush him down. So, I proceed to get one of our monster cups from downstairs, fill it with water upstairs, and drown that fucker, flushing not once, but TWICE. And then I investigate the area around the toilet, stunned to see what looks to be a web-mansion all around the toilet, the rack, and the garbage can. This guy was BUSY - and he was building for one! I used the ever-trusty Swiffer to clean out the extensive cobwebs around the area, and luckily, none of his friends come out to greet me. Exasperated, I finally go to bed.

    But I still get the squirmie jermies thinking about what would have happened had I unknowingly sat down on that toilet last night. *shudder shudder* x_x

    They're out to get me. They are really, really, REALLY out to get me. And that's another installation of "Ulty's Misadventures." Hope you enjoyed!

    See you, folks. <3


    - Jen 
  • Three hundred forty third entry - such cute boysluts 2007-07-13 01:10:26 Time - 11:32, Noise - NOT the freezer's alarm buzzer x_x

    Yeah... my mom has had our freezer for eighteen years... and this is the first time she's defrosted it. I'm not even kidding. And of course, by some stroke of anti-luck, she goes to replug it in afterwards... and the alarm buzzer saying that it's too warm is going off. Well, okay, that's easy - turn the buzzer into the off position. That'll fix that.

    It still buzzes. Not just a pleasant little bee hum, but the sound of a very crappy air conditioner. Or an obnoxiously loud alarm clock. THAT kind of buzz. My mother thinks she got moisture inside the alarm part when she was opening the lid, so that's fucking it up. So we think.

    So far, I've endured five hours of the buzzing over the course of two days. I'm fairly sure that even the fake sanity I pretend to have is wearing thin now. -_-

    Mom and I went car hunting today... found two nice possibilities. When we came home, we called Grandpa, as planned. He's the one who's going to pay for the car - he knows this, but I wasn't supposed to know (but Mom told me anyways, because she couldn't keep a secret to save her life). And damn Mom to all seven circles of Hell - she made me ask him for the money. Knowing that he's sick, knowing that I don't even want a car, knowing that I feel at least twenty two varieties of guilty ever saying a word about the damn vehicle to anyone AT ALL - and she makes me ask him. She does the whole cute "Hey, Jennifer has a quick question for you..." crap before handing the phone off to me. I HATE it when she does that. HATE, HATE, HATE.

    So, I very politely ask him how he's feeling, and proceed to say nice (and honest) things about how I hope he's getting better, until he prompts me to ask what I want to ask (which, as we've already determined, I didn't want to ask at all in the first place!) Reluctantly, I pop the question about the car, giving him all of the price information and how I feel about each car.

    And he tells me that due to his hospital bills lately, he might not be able to help me until "somewhere down the road."

    "Somewhere down the road." I was about ready to cry then and there.

    I don't know what to do anymore. All I can do is wait and hope he changes his mind, or some other breakthrough comes (like one of the jobs I applied for calling me up).

    *uber sigh*

    On a happier note, I started editing my pseudo-yaoi segment. I managed to make the most kickass-ed-ly seamless cut up version of the song I'm using. It just sounds like a two-minute version. So awsm. The waveform intrigued me so much that I poked my brother and had him look at it. I really didn't have to do much work to alter the song. The way the piece was written basically did the work for me. But I'm happy with that now. I have a very nice short version of my song, and a solid concept of how to edit it in my brain. I started on it tonight but only got about ten seconds done. I'm not too keen on my scene selections for the verse, but I have the choruses down well.

    Anywho, the entry is getting overly long (as usual), and I need to go to sleep. Car hunting made me wake up early today, so I'm tired now.

    Nighty night, folks. <3


    - Jen 
  • Three hundred forty second entry - ready and rarin' to go? 2007-07-12 00:41:38 Time - 10:54, Noise - Massive Attack - "Mezzanine"

    Actually, this song isn't very good. I was just trying out some Massive Attack stuff since I've liked a couple of their songs before. Seems like a band I'm going to want to ignore, since none of their other stuff is appealing to me.

    So... everybody to the limit! Guess who just finished rendering all of her clips for her MEP segment? Fuck yeah, that's me! Going slowly through the last episode has also given me a good idea for how to wrap up the segment. With a few creative cuts, I should be able to make a fairly convincing Kyou/Yuki video. I'll get started on it tomorrow most likely.

    I like the song I'm using, and it works well for that pairing... but it's so overused. I feel lame using it. I wish I could come up with something else to use, but I really don't have the time to worry about it. I really ought to just stick with the idea I have and end it at that.

    Blessedly, these clips only take up four gigs of space - worlds better than silly Saikano taking up thirty gigs. I have a bit over fourteen gigs left now... and I could probably render some Tsubasa clips with that space, but would it even matter? I wouldn't start on the video until after I finished this MEP segment anyway.

    Tomorrow Mom and I are going car hunting. Not buying, but we're going to find something within a decent price range for me and then ask my grandfather if he'd be willing to help. I hate cars, and I hate driving, but I have no choice but to get a vehicle this year. My best friend absolutely refuses to ferry me back and forth to college anymore, and I have no other friends, really. My mother works nights and only has weekdays off, so she can't help me. My sister is the only other person with a car who might help, but there's no guarantee on that. Essentially, if I don't get a car, I can't get to college this year. I'm not even kidding about that.

    So, I need my own car - and I'd love to help pay for it, but nobody has hired me for any of the jobs I've applied to. The worst part of this all is that my grandfather keeps getting put in the hospital lately. Mom and I agreed at the beginning of the summer that I would ask Grandpa about the car a month after I had applied for jobs, whether or not I had been hired. It was a means of showing him that I was willing to help pay for the car, or that I had at least made an attempt to work for it. But now... I feel like a fucking moocher asking a sick guy for money. But it's just bad timing! It's nobody's fault that he just happened to get sick now, but I don't know how else to feel.

    I have my mother, my brother, my sister, and my grandfather. That's my only family, as far as anyone's concerned. My mind keeps jumping to feeling sad about my grandpa being sick, panicking about time running out before I need a car for college, and being guilty as hell about the whole situation. It just sucks. It completely, utterly SUCKS. And that's all there is to it. *sigh*

    I need to sleep before I wind my brain around this too many times.

    Nighty night, folks.


    - Jen 
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