Ordinary. The beautiful, dangerous kind of ordinary you just can't leave alone.

[in_the_blue]

Swag, swag, swag: my birthday is complete.



This is hands down the prettiest cel I have. It went up for sale this past Saturday morning and luckily, I was the first to ask about it, and I still had almost enough birthday money and so... yeah. For any cel purists, this one has the original sketch too, and it's unstuck, and it has the background, and I know this scene and love this scene and sure, some of this is my inner Spike at work but some of it is just me the Cowboy Bebop fan doing a little celebrating. This one goes on the wall, specially framed.

When I went to the post office this morning, I had not only Julia waiting for me but a slip saying I had some registered mail waiting for me, sent from Singapore. I said hey, that's my SPIKE cel from Ballad of Fallen Angels! I knew it was coming in from Singapore, and it was the only other thing I was waiting for, and I thought the shipping was awfully fast since it wasn't sent out until Monday. Imagine my surprise when my post office boyfriend (ha ha) handed me a rather small and heavy package that wasn't big enough to hold a cel. But there was my name right on it, and a sticker on it with a PO Box in Singapore for return mail, and my heart sank when I opened it up and there was no cel but a few books. My thoughts went something like this:

Oh, man, the seller screwed up and sent me someone else's order instead! I wonder what happened to my Spike cel? This is crazy! How could he get the orders so mixed up? What am I going to do? So as soon as I got home I fired up the computer and started heading over to ebay to set things right with the seller when I noticed a little postcard in the package; I'd missed it the first time. Lo and behold, it was from my very own h311ybean!!! So now imagine my thoughts: how did a card from Ara Kane get stuck in a botched ebay order?

And then I laughed and laughed as I realized what an ass I was. She sent me a pair of cookbooks and a book of fiction by Filipina author Gilda Cordero-Fernando all of which I'm really excited to read! So...

...thank you for the birthday present, h311ybean ♥♥♥!!! Hahahaha, I'm still laughing at myself.

P.S. I'm going to get my copy of Y: The Last Man #59 this afternoon. And in less interesting news, I'm all caught up on the first season of Heroes, for what that's worth.

Edited to add: comments now contain spoilers for YTLM #59.

Comments

[in-the-blue.livejournal.com]

So what'd you think? My first impression was almost a yeah, yeah, yeah kind of thing, but I read it really fast in my car outside the comic book store. Then as soon as I got home I read it more carefully. Does it all boil down to the one thing: that Alter had such bad self-esteem that she only wanted to be killed by a man? That explains her whole pursuit of Yorick all those years? I mean, I knew she was a damn nutjob, but honestly, that makes Toyota look almost saintly in comparison.

I did love how fierce Beth 2 got. My inner Spike was so proud of her (it's funny how roleplay taints our outlook on life sometimes, isn't it?) and was ready to kick fucking ass if that woman made it out of the room with Beth Junior. I'm actually surprised Hero didn't get killed in this issue. Sometimes it pays to be the voice of doom and go around anticipating the worst, because then you can't be disappointed, right? And look, for once Hero got to make a pop culture reference with her Han Solo comment. I guess she wasn't so sequestered at Sarah Lawrence as it used to seem back in the days when she didn't get Yorick's Wizard of Oz references.

One thing I absolutely love is that none of the Parisian women give a shit about a man in their midst. Yorick can go walking around all he wants and no one really cares. Beth 1 had posters up for him and either it's been so long since there was a guy that they all thought she was crazy or ze French, zey are harboring more secrets or something, but I find that puzzlingly satisfying.

Yorick's sure grown up a lot, though. Poor guy. I can't wait for the final issue, and at the same time the very thought of it fills me with trepidation because the cover art is... chilling to say the least. But then again, so was the cover art for this issue and it had nothing to do with the storyline... at least not so far.