“Stay the way you are.

Even if you’re stubborn

and clumsy.

…I love how honest you are.”

And also from Otomen vol. 11 is this quote from Hiromi, which hit home for me after the weekend’s events

Asuka: “You know…I love waiting for the batter to bake. I think about whether it’ll be delicious or about how cute it’ll be when I decorate it.”

Hiromi: “I think about the smiles and the pleased looks of the people who eat it.”

-Kazuha Hitachiin

Ouran High School Host Club Vol. 16

I. Love. Food.

I love it so much, in fact, I’m interrupting this post to scour the internet for a good butterhorn recipe. BRB.

Where was I? Oh yeah, I love food. I love making food, I love eating food. Beautiful food, delicious food. A perfect meal is one of the few things in life that can be repeatedly duplicated and never disappoints. I love cinnamon rolls and I never get tired of eating them. Every time I eat a cinnamon roll, it’s glorious. Can I say that about any other non-food experience? Nope.

So speaking of legendary non-food experiences, my birthday was a bit ago. Unlike past years I didn’t announce it to everyone I know weeks ahead of time; there was no very loud and obvious birthday countdown. The presents at first looked quite sparse but then I opened the boxes…

Recipes.

Glorious, glorious, beautiful recipes.

And the equipment/ingredients to make them (since, y’know, I live in the middle of nowhere and certain ingredients aren’t always findable around here).

If I were the crying type, I would have cried. I got the best gifts ever from people who (apparently) know me best. Great food is an expression of affection (in my world, anyway). My mom guards her recipes with her life; in the rare event she “gives” you a recipe, chances are it’s missing a certain key ingredient or maybe the measurements aren’t quite right. This is a trait inherited from her mother, who was actually in the restaurant biz.

My friends gave me their recipes for my birthday.

Thank you thank you thank you.

She has some pretty sweet powers and really the only downside is that she can’t touch anyone (without sucking the life out of them, anyway). I never saw a problem with this since I don’t really like to be touched and was never really into touching other people.

So it’s amusing to me now that I became a massage therapist and it’s my job to touch people.

This year’s Valentine’s Day Post is brought to you by Bleach:

“If you were to turn into a snake tomorrow and began devouring humans, and from the same mouth that you devoured humans, cried out to me, “I love you!” would I still be able to say “I love you,” in the same way I do today?”

“My reason being that I myself am drawn not at all to men of beauteous appearance. If there be maidens such as myself, then it doth follow that there be men of this nature also, who take no pleasure in comeliness, but indeed prefer plain looks in a woman. Therefore I have ne’er once taken it to heart that I am not pretty, Your Highness, ne’er once!”

I’m not really one for resolutions, mostly because if I want to do something (or feel like I should do something) I don’t have the patience to wait until January 1st to resolve to do it. And if I have something I dread so much that I do put it off til January 1st, I never stick with it.

So why am I bringing this up? Because while I don’t really want to call it a resolution, there is something I’ve been working on and I want to make more progress in 2011. It’s time to get tougher. I talk a big game, but I’m kind of a wimp about certain things. I need to be more self-sufficient and less lazy. Or at least really competent in between bouts of laziness.

The last couple years have seemed especially full of people who turned out to be not what they said they were. I know I’ve bitched about this a lot and it’s not an occurrence exclusive to my life at all. But more than I ever I don’t want to be in that category and I don’t want to bitch about those people anymore. So my solution is to not be like those people. Time to toughen up and walk the walk and all that good shit.

So why the hell am I wasting your time telling you this? Because by putting this out there for my millions of adoring readers (heh) to see, I’m committed to doing it. Now if I don’t do it, you all can call me a big fat liar. Well, you could call me that anyway, I suppose, just for fun but at least in this case you’d be justified.

Alright, cue some theme music. I need a montage. Time to be better.

I’m generally anti-marriage (for myself) but years ago decided that if someone even wanted to attempt proposing to me, a diamond ring wouldn’t be the way to go. Instead, I wanted a Jarrett custom rifle. What, you aren’t familiar with the old saying, “Weaponry is a girl’s best friend”?

Well, since deciding that, I’ve bought my own Jarrett custom rifle. So I don’t really need another one. (Yes, I know, when it comes to guns, I always need another one.)

As far as cars…I bought my dream vehicle several years ago and am still totally in love with it. I have yet to see a vehicle with a red bow on it that could even compete with my baby and its 5.7 Hemi V8.

So naturally I was thinking, “Man, what’s a guy to do? He wants to buy you something that is symbolic of his undying love for you, but you already have everything awesome! Is there no hope for your hordes of suitors?”

Fear not, guys, I thought of something. Something perfect for me that you won’t see in dozens of commercials.

A big, beautiful, glorious bathtub.

Well, I’m afraid volume 15 proved me wrong.

First comparison is that I just voraciously read three volumes of manga in one sitting in the tub. So apparently I share Tamaki’s utter lack of self-control.

Then we have Hikaru yelling at Tamaki (regarding his proposed birthday present for Haruhi), “People like you who don’t think about the other person’s feelings when giving gifts are the worst!” I do this…well, pretty much whenever I buy anything for anyone.

However, this quote by Tamaki himself was the nail in the similarity coffin:

“I’ve always believed I was somewhat of a genius in my own right…so discovering how idiotic I’ve been has come as a shock.”