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Well, there was big Pokemon news today, which any of you interested will already have seen, so I won’t go over it again. I will say that the new games look cool and I look forward to playing them.

I read the last two volumes of Hikaru No Go today. They were on sale and released at the same time. It doesn’t take long to read a volume so it was over far too fast sadly. It was a good story and I enjoyed it a lot. It’s strange that it won’t be part of my anticipation file anymore. At the same time I’m glad it had an ending that felt complete. There were a couple of loose ends I thought were odd. Like maybe they weren’t sure they were going to end the story, so they left a few doors open. Anyway, now I need a new title to read.

They stopped publishing Sgt. Frog unfortunately, and as far as I know there’s not digital version available. I guess I could check while the net is working…
Okay, apparently Tokyopop is all fucked up. Their website is total shit and they don’t seem to be doing well at publishing ANY manga at the moment… So I guess that’s done.

A friend of mine sent me some comics from Japan, but I don’t read Japanese so they are kind of lost on me. One appears to be called Jormungand, and the other… Noragami? Guess I’ll look them up.
Well, Viz publishes Jormungand. The cover actually looks almost exactly the same as my copy. It’s not in their digital store though. Still, at least I can find out what is going on in this.

Noragami doesn’t even have a wikipedia page, but it is being translated by fans. Monthly Shonen Magazine appears to be the publisher. It must be about some kind of spirits because gami is usually the end of words to do with demons, spirits, and junk. Like Shinigami – deathgods. I don’t recognize what nora would be in Japanese. Nori is seaweed, I think. I doubt this is about seaweed gods. Well, at least I can read this, and someone paid for it, so fuck anyone who thinks I shouldn’t use this fanslation.

Anyway, not much is going on here. Everything is still all fucked up, but there’s nothing to do but ride it out. When I was a kid it was way harder to keep it together when things were bad because I couldn’t stop myself from thinking. Now that there’s the internet and I have my iPod i can almost always distract myself from anything. I don’t feel so disconnected from everything. When I was a kid I would obsessively record television and stuff so I could have the sound of people when I slept. The sound of muffled talking… Bill Cosby tapes, Peter Schickele, A Prarie Home Companion, old radio shows, Steven Wright… Those, and others I’m sure I’m forgetting, were the voices that I latched my sanity to. Later on Dr Katz became part of that list, and Whose Line Is It Anyway, MST3K… Even more recently QI, and other British quiz shows, Top Gear- when I went through that last really terrible bout of deep depression around the start of the second comic day. It’s been like this since I was 12 at least. Maybe before that. My sense of time, as many of you know, has always been abnormally fluid.

That’s part of why I was so angry when Apple fucked up the podcast app. They basically took away the easiest way I’ve ever had to keep myself grounded. It was far from perfect, but it was better than it had ever been for me, and then they made it worse. So much worse… No one has ever really understood this part of me. Honestly I’ve barely shared it with anyone, so it’s partially my fault. It’s just, now things are so much better than when I was little. As long as I have a good internet connection I can find a voice out there to ride out the darkness with.

People usually say there’s a light of hope, but there’s more than that. Hope has a sound too. A heartbeat… laughter… The noises life makes.