The Problematic of the Unproblematic

Chapter 9 written by LalaLoop edited by Kakashi consulting by Bunny I’m not dead . Bai Qian’s eyes fluttered open. A white ceiling was above her and soft sheets underneath. She closed her eyes again, wondering if perhaps this was only a dream and that both she and the Dark Immortal had gone to the Nothingness. But if it was a dream -- she forced her eyelids open -- it wouldn’t hurt this much. Bai Qian had been sick and injured before, but the fatigue she felt now was beyond words, as if she had been hollowed out, sucked clean of all her powers. Her every muscle, every bone shrieked in pain if she so much as tried to move a hand. And her right arm… A terrible pain shot from her right elbow down to every single one of her fingers. Fractured as a result of a rough landing -- she remembered, swallowing down the pain. She turned her head to the right, where it felt brighter. Xunzhua , Bai Qian breathed in. This was her old room in the palace, and someone was standing by the wind

Anne: Another week passes and more work has piled on. How is this even possible?! My weekend pretty much was spent sleeping and keeping my five year old entertained. We do a lot of these projects. And we have completed each of these more than 6 times. Although, truth to tell, I do most of the work; he just help picks out the packets and stir. I have to say that I have gotten pretty good with these things. Now that I have demonstrated my obvious artistic skills...let's get on with a bit of discussion on the shows that I managed to watch this week. (Update: Have anyone ever met a more dramatic 5 year old? He had one little band-aid on his thigh where he got his shot. He screamed bloody murder when I tried to pull it off in the bath. With half the band-aid barely hanging on, he's "limping" because each step hurt.) One and Only I cannot believe that I managed to watch the last 3 episodes, with only minimal FF. I was cringing the entire time. I guess the writer (of the boo

Anne: This weekend I decided to "get back into my youth" by taking up inline skating again as a way to help my son be more interested in biking. Yes, I know this doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but it did when I was standing in Target, looking at bike PPEs for the little one. What I have concluded after 20 minutes on those skates were...That was one supremely IDIOTIC idea. I am still amazed that I only ended up with some scraped elbows, a sore knee, and a sore neck. Seriously, if I go missing on this blog, it's probably because I'm in the hospital with a concussion, or broken wrist/arm. While I'm still mostly intact, let's get to discussing the 3 shows I managed to watch this week. One and Only Yes, I succumbed and started this drama. I can't help it, it has both Bai Lu  and Allen Ren, whom I still think oozes sex appeal in costume. It's not an easy feat with all those layers of clothing! Also, the sequel Forever and Ever started airing this wee

Anne: The first week of school is over and I have come to a realization... 5 year old conversations...if they were spoken by a group of adults, everyone would think they were insane, or at least mentally unstable. My son came home one day and this was the stream of words that came out of his mouth, in all seriousness, "Phoebe says that she's going to teach me magic. She says she knows magic and can do all sorts of stuff. But I think she's fooling me. Because I don't think she knows magic. Angel knows magic. He says that he can turn his dad into a penny. That's pretty cool, I think." What do I follow this up with? All I did was nod and went, "Oh, I see..." Now I want to know what other "discussions" have been happening with no adult supervision. The other thing I wonder... maybe this is how some of the drama writers have been getting their inspirations. It would make a LOT of sense. This week I started a few new shows, and not all of them ar

 Shuk: FINALLY Trotwood: Finally. Appropriate, too. Since I'm not going to be blogging anymore for awhile. Work is too stressful and too busy. Spending most of my vacation being bitter that I have to go back to work and researching ways in which I might not have to go back to work for long. I'm really feeling like I'm getting too old for the crap and pressure that I put up with. But at least I haven't been blown up and gone down a trash flume slide! Wow. This episode is almost two hours!!  Kmuse: It has been so long that I almost feel I need to rewatch the whole drama to remember everything. But then I remind myself that you can only spend so much of one's life staring at gangsters staring on stairs.

Anne: Spent the weekend playing MarioKart, or rather I watched the other adults play while I try to keep my 5 year old calm as he wonders why his "stupid" car isn't turning correctly. I have to remind him that driving with one hand while jerking the wheel one side to another isn't really the best method to keep your car on the road and not crashing into walls. Gosh I hope this isn't a foreshadowing of his future driving skills. And I also saw part of the new Paw Patrol movie...I think this production company decided to take a page from the Chinese Fantasy genre. Everything was super BRIGHT and all the colors somehow looked weird. I do again have to apologize for my lack of drama watching this week. I also stopped grouping the drama by country of origin due to the limited shows that I watch.  Do I chance it? At the latter part of last week, One and Only  popped up on my iQiyi account.  It starts one of my favorite actors, Allen Ren, and it's costume! I was exci

Chapter 8 written by LalaLoop edited by Kakashi   consulting by Bunny *The battle at Xunzhua So the price for a magnificent coat of snow is a pathetically weak set of jaws. The King of Xunzhua glared down at the motionless body of Sufeng. Still in his true form when he’d taken his last breath, Sufeng’s once proud white fur was tainted by the blood that had yet to cease pouring out from his multiple wounds, his lower jaw nearly severed from his head and hanging off to one side, in his eyes the fury and shock of that last moment still present. The leopard king stumbled on his four legs. He could not deny that he was near dead himself, but satisfaction was spreading through him like a flood over a broken dam. The man who had humiliated the memory of his father -- Luoji’s best lieutenant -- dead at last, dead in front of the eight realms. The men in the vicinity stared, Sufeng’s soldiers registered their leader’s battered body with blank expressions, as if they didn’t know