A Light Through the Darkness

So, yesterday was a VERY good mail day. Got my new bento stuff in the mail, and my Princess Tutu thinpak. Watched the preview disk (oh man. I MUST have Le Chevalier D'Eon. MUST.) and started wondering what exactly was in the coffee cups some of these animators were drinking from. (I don't remember the exact name, but the one with the girl who kept repeating, "Did I mention that I'm hot?" in a true hillbilly accent? Yeah. And don't get me started on the 11-year-old teacher. 'Nuff said.)

Then, I popped the first disk of Princess Tutu in. Wow. I...wow.

This stuff is serious crack. SERIOUS. It's the Nutcracker on Acid. I've watched the first two episodes and I am hooked. I love Duck. I love Roue. And I'm not real sure about emo-boy (the prince), but I love the storyline.

beard5, you have to see this on Thursday. Your head will explode. It's quite possible that this is more insane than Zim.

More later.

So, I'm 3/4 of the way through the second disk of Full Metal Alchemist, and I have to say that the last episode I saw absolutely horrified me. It was the episode with the talking chimera and little Nina.

Oh. My. God.

I was sobbing at the end of that. SOBBING. That poor little girl.

I do have to say that I adore Al. Ed, I want to smack upside the head at least once per episode, but Al is adorable and sweet and I just want to hug him and tell him everything is going to be okay.

I'm going to be strong and not watch more until Thursday (I hope), when I plan to bring it over to beard5's house and make him watch it.

(This is payback for making me watch Invader Zim, beard5, just in case you were wondering.)