I find it strange, now that I’ve situated myself in Virginia with a stationary mobile home, and a kick-ass low-wage job; that I’m being so indecisive about buying a washer and dryer set; when without a second thought I easily fork over 850$USD for manga and a WACOM tablet. A washer and dryer is something I actually am in dire need of and can be used for years down the road; and the other is something I may never touch, much less use.

I guess it has something to do with my huge pay-cut, and the fact that clean clothes never seemed an issue to me in such cold weather. I don’t sweat so why should I care?

Oh yea, something something SOPA… but in more important news, Twinkies may disappear off the face of the earth.

Imagine how beautiful and magical it would be if all across America people took two dollars out of their wallet and marched to hostess HQ to drop it at their doorstep? We’d call it the march of Twinkies and forever immortalize hostess in the pages of history. Then the president can fly down in Air Force One and declare them a national landmark and keep it alive with tax money.

Maybe I should go back to covering real news. About… anime or something?

by Miwa Shirow

I hate Vocaloid, and its many abnormal hair colored incarnations. I hate it so much that I could puke. So explain to me… why nearly eight gigabytes of my iPod is occupied by Hatsune Miku and her Nazi friends? Why more than 240$ of my hard-earned paychecks has gone to purchase of synthetic vocal collections? Why I waste many hours out of my week scanning Nico Nico Douga for new songs and videos of that little virtual cunt? But more importantly, why do I cry myself to sleep every night…?