Rave @ MindSay

A couple of days ago, I had a little conversation with my sister's boyfriend about Initial:D. I asked him if he knows about it and he mentioned that he has 'em, from First Stage to Third Stage, up to and including the Battle Stage and Extra Stage. I asked if I can copy them and he was cool with it.

Just a few minutes ago, my sister called out my name while I was in my bedroom. I opened the door and my sister's boyfriend handed me a CD case full of burned CD's (seriously, it's like a 100 CD / DVD wallet). He said, "Here you go, Initial D should be in here somewhere."

"Whoa dude! What else is in here?" I inquired,

"I don't remember, all kinds of stuff; Gundam Seed, Shaman King, I dunno, just check it out, you'll see..." he replied.

"Is it cool if I copy all of them?"

"Yeah man, take your time and check them out. Copy what you like."

And soon thereafter, he left the house with my sister. 

So I closed my bedroom door and opened up the case. Enclosed was a 83 of CD-Rs, which means each CD should have at the most 700MB of anime. Just by the writings on the CDs, I never even heard of some of these. Here's what the case includes:


Whoever said "Anime: Crack is Cheaper" just might be mistaken, especially when you have connection. 

But here's the thing, some of the anime listed here, I'm not sure if I should even copy them.  If you know anything about any of these shows and you have any opinion on it whatsoever, please let me know.  Which ones do you suggest that I copy or not copy?

Firsty came from my love, Uyoku!!!  Thanks baby, I love you!


:: Now Watching: Mobile Suit Gundam SEED - Episode 01
:: Current Mood: Annoyed, by my co-workers who think I'm supposed to be working today... fuckers!

other than losing weight, i don't really have any resolutions as always. i'm trying for something more specific now, like, "going to the gym twice a week." we'll see how it goes. cyn might be doing it with me, which helps :)

 

so tonight i'm going to the traditional dinner that i've skipped out on the last two years because now that my grandma has passed away, its going to me me, my family, my dad's parents, and my mom's dad. i feel kinda bad and i figure that i really should go this year, especially cuz who knows when another one of them is going to go. *crosses fingers its one of dad's parents* i know that sounds fucked up, but i think i'm more ready for it.

 

after dinner i'm going to hang out with reanna and one of her friends. i'm really excited and looking forward to it, especially cuz i was just feeling shitty thinking about what i did last year. i wanna go to another rave soooo bad, but i'm not ready to see jimmy yet, and it didn't help that yesterday i started getting...i don't know how to put it better than a "drug flashback." its like, i'm not having an actual flashback as in i'm reliving the whole experience, but its like i'll start feeling like i'm on it again. i'm used to getting those with meth, and of course they're not as bad or frequent anymore since i haven't done that for four years now, but i started thinking about new years last year yesterday and i could start to feel it- the way my limbs would feel when i'd move them, that feeling of happiness for everything welling up inside me. of course, its not NEARLY as strong as the actual feeling of being on the drug, but its still a pretty nice feeling. its like being on an very, very, very weak dosage of it. it made me really depressed because of course then i just thought of everything...n yeah, there's more stuff i would post, but my bro was on here n he let me on really quick so i could print directions to reanna's friend Monique's house, which is where i'm going after dinner. happy new years eve everybody- oh, and albert called me last night for a bit, which was awesome, n apparently he got a cell phone n he called n left me a message earlier, but the number didn't come up as it doesn't sometimes, n he said that if it didn't he'd just call me later.

since i have like 30 minutes to kill now, i figure that this will be the perfect time to write about the festival i went to a couple weekends ago. I know that there have been many things that i've said i'd write about later on this blog and never did, and i don't want this to be one of them. sure, if i'd started writing as soon as i got back on Sunday or even if I had on Monday then i would have been able to type up an entry as long if not longer than the three part series total that was the story of this past New Years and my first and so far only time on ecstacy, but since its been a while it won't be so long and i'm sure i'll forget all kinds of things i wanted to say n i'll probably end up mentioning them here n there in later entries. i'm sure i can get plenty out in this slot of time.

 

first off, earthdance is this festival that's held every year, (this year was the 11th anniversary i think) and its a peace festival. the whole point of earthdance is that u go n listen to music n u do it for the sake of peace. this is an idea i've always liked n i'm sure that if u've been following this thing for the couple of years i've been writing it now u might remember me mentioning it the past couple of years because i've wanted to go. Freshman year i could afford it but i had no one to go with, last year there were ppl i possibly could have gone with, (jimmy n i were still good terms back then, seeing as how he'd called to fuck me the day before but i was on my period so we didn't n the next week was the first time i spent the night w/ him) but i couldn't afford it, and this year i could afford it n i thought i had ppl to go with...but it turns out i didn't. I was originally gonna go with this friend of ours named Milo but he got a ride with someone else n they didn't have room in their car for me. :/ turns out he'd also gotten a volunteer job there so it would have been complicated trying to find a spot for me to camp n all of that. (oh yeah, its friday-saturday-sunday n u camp out there. it happens at different locations all around the world, but up here its at the Black Oak Ranch in Laytonville) i was hoping then that i could go with reanna n i'd asked her about it n stuff, too, n she just never got back to me. then a week n a half maybe two weeks before the festival i asked her again n all she said was that "she couldn't." i asked her again the sunday before when i realized i had no ride n she still just said she couldn't. when i asked why it turned out ryan was coming to visit that weekend.

 

Thanx for telling me in advance.

 

I was gonna say something about it but she said quickly, "its just for the weekend" so i forgave it.

 

He got there on Wednesday. He left Monday morning. That's not just for the weekend. I was so pissed off when i came back from earthdance sunday night that i sat on the stairs outside her room, smoked a bowl n blew the smoke in thro her door. (for u new comers, ryan is very anti-drug. reanna used to smoke pot n drink n not tell him to get back at him for cheating on her. yeah, she was real smart to get back together with him)

 

n e way, i called rob n found out he'd broken his spine, which made me really depressed cuz that's just a horrible thing to happen to somebody, n finally i just figured it wasn't gonna happen this year. i was so happy n so excited, things were finally going my way n then this shit happened. ppl kept saying i could go on Craig's list n shit but that's really dangerous n i didn't want to do it. on thursday in class this girl who had asked me if i was going before asked again if i was n i said i couldn't cuz i didn't have a ride. she said it was too bad cuz it was such a great experience n that she'd ask her neighbor for me n all this other stuff...n something about my conversation with her made me say, "fuck it." i decided i'd go on forums, craigs list etc. to find a ride. i figured i'd been thinking about killing myself n e way, so the worst thing that could happen is i get kidnapped n murdered, or i get kidnapped n someone can try n do stuff to me n i'll either kill them or myself before they can. what did i honestly have to lose since i didn't really want to keep on living n e way? it could only be better.

 

i ended up getting a ride from some guy in Trinidad that i'd never met before, n luckily he was one of the coolest ppl i've ever met, even tho he's like my parents' age. it turned out that he's the guy that organized the relief effort for Santa Cruz after the Loma Prieta earthquake in 1989, (a big deal if ur from the bay area like i am), n he told me all kinds of stories about his experiences on acid n stuff n i had a lot of fun. he let me camp with him n his friends, too, which was nice cuz i didn't have to find my own place n they had food with them, lol. (i'd brought two cans of tuna, a huge bag of trail mix n money to buy food from vendors while i was there, which were surprisingly reasonably priced n very delicious) it was also nice cuz even tho they hadn't been to earthdance specifically before, they'd been to other music festivals like it and had more of an idea of what they were doing than i did. like i said, tho, we didn't see much of each other cuz i would walk around on my own.

 

the first day i felt kinda lonely cuz i'd see ppl with their friends n i didn't have n e with me, but on saturday i ended up running into Milo n a bit later another group of ppl that i knew so i was happy. i spent most of my time, as i had expected, in the techno dome, which actually played a lot of reggee on friday. Don't get me wrong, i like reggee n all, but it was called the Temple of Electronica n damn it i wanted to hear electronica! i wouldn't neccessarily call it a rave, but it was kinda like a rave each night in there. There were several different stages at earthdance in the main concert part, n then throughout the campsites there were many more smaller stages. on saturday night/sunday morning i floated around some of those with charity, adrianna n this other chick that saw me speak at the silence = violence rally about a year n a half ago n some of their friends n that was fun. (i ran into them in the techno dome after spending quite a bit of time in the front. i actually danced on the stage both friday AND saturday night, but friday i only did it w/ this girl i kinda knew. Saturday, tho, i went up there all on my own n there were some other random ppl up there n i had a fucking BLAST!!!) one thing that surprised me about earthdance that i wasn't expecting was they had a lot of good hip-hop. i'd heard before that it was kind of a big hippie fest, but i knew they also had reggee n stuff t here. but they had some AMAZING hip-hop artists there that had actual bands play with them, kind of like the roots does. it wasn't just someone rapping over a CD as one of the ppl i knew n ran into put it. I guess the best way to describe earthdance is its kinda like Woodstock n the Ren Faire had a love child that spend a lot of time with its raver Native-American uncle growing up. there's influence from all of those aspects there and i loved it, not to mention that there are also various tents that have like yoga workshops n things like that. i am most deffinately going next year n i'll be really sad if i have to go by myself again, but i'm so ready to go on another adventure.

 

it really sucked coming back to Arcata, tho. i didn't go in the techno dome at all on Sunday except during the last elder's counsel, (they had elders from several different parts of the world n even Wavy Gravy show up n speak about stuff n share their wisdom. there was one point on saturday that was even too hippie for me that made me wonder, "wtf am i doing here?!" but other than that it was really cool. they didn't play techno during it or n e thing, that's just the place where it was held) n it made me really sad. there were so many ppl i had met kinda while i was dancing in the front that were also dancing in the front. i wanted to go n say good-bye to everyone i had met n everyone that i knew from school that i had run into, even tho i knew this was impossible. coming back here was almost like coming down from a drug, even tho all i did while i was there was drink some booze, smoke some pot, n smoke a bit of hookah. the whole drive back i felt like i'd really been in another world, a whole other reality where ppl believed in peace and love and where everyone looked out for each other and supported each other n didn't let their fears control what they did. (for example, there was a lot of nudity there, n not just female nudity either. i felt so good n open about my body even just after the first day of being there. its not like i walked around w/ out some clothes on, but i just felt good about myself!) i still remember looking at the lights coming from the other side of the techno dome as we got ready to leave, that feeling of sadness and longing to be there for this night n every other one of my life. i remember being in the car n that sinking feeling of coming back to the real world, coming back to reality. i can't imagine what it would have been like to be on lsd or even ecstacy while being there, n i've even done the latter. everyone that didn't go deffinately missed out n i'm deffinately going again because it was so good for me n such an amazing experience.

 

now, i know its obvious i haven't said everything i want to, but i have class in 5 minutes so i really need to go. all i can say is even now i miss it and i just want to get out of here into that world one more time...

Out in the smoking area where we froze our asses off, I hunched close to one of the true old skoolers, standing close to some buddies -- new (just right now), and old (haven't seen in months) -- getting ready to dash back inside to catch again that fucking warm embrace of the pumping breakbeat waves. It was one of those nights where, drugs or no, all boundaries and obstacles of time, space and social status disappear. I leaned in for the full effect of what she was saying: bumping her hips, her shoulder, her breast. She wanted me to listen, to hear, to get as close as I could -- so I would understand. So I too could cross the waters she once had, to see a land she had been to before, a place I could never have seen.

 

"This is the first real jam in a long time," she said. "Like, I haven't really been partying at all lately. I kinda did that. For awhile. I'm just really busy with other things now. And, you know, I just kinda got sick of the whole scene. Of the whole thug attitude. You know. It's not at all what it used to be."

 

Ernest. Smoking hot. Intelligent. Satisfied.

 

"But -- Like, tonight.... I'd say this is the first good party I've been to in 8 years."

 

I totally agreed with that. I met up with some old kat's I'd worked with or partied with before. Heard their rising dreams in lulls between buildups and double drops. Met dudes from all over. Just here to give what they could to the massive.

 

These were the peeps on the inside. From behind the scenes, all the faces here, these were the kids running the show. Running the new technological monster unleashed on the world by the modernist empire and the souless and quite selfish drive of that glamourized puffed-up boomer era.

 

One kid I met started designing video games at 13. Now he's putting together teams to reinvent the way an individual interfaces with normal society -- even ahead of the tech companies -- now digital design is an artform, not just engineering. I plug one ear to concentrate the other on what he's telling me: about hacking the Wii, timeline video graphic design and getting a guided tour of New York by simply moving your palm around. And there's no way he's hit 30 yet.

 

Another dude flew into town for free just to catch a couple nights of live sets -- being a speaker product rep he just had so many frequent flyer points racked up from traveling all around. Making the engine of commerce tick. Keeping his quota. Holding seminars. Stuff. Bullshit. Money. It was cool to hear him explain it. To hear how real relationships still manage through it all to survive.

 

But we all danced. Silly. Fucked up. Dubstyle. Technic. Freeform. Whatever. It was a blast. As we were envelloped in one huge smash of sound after another.

 

Big up the massive out. More than makes up for last weekend's waste of time. It was more than I expected. Overall just sweet. Everyone thought so.