Sickly Scribe; A Chiken Soup-fueled, Genshiken-inspired rant

Truer words were never spoken.

[This post was written entirely in one sitting while I was dying from a fever. Please enjoy my sick guy crazy talk ^_^;;]

Anime makes me happy. Shouldn’t that be enough. Shouldn’t I be able to live comfortably with the knowledge that what I watch and when I watch it doesn’t matter nearly as much as why I watched it in the first place? Why should I care if I’m up to date with a series as long as my devotion to that series remains true (I’ll get there when I GET there dammit!) yeah, and while the anime bloggosphere keeps on turning on its axis of irrational moe hate, pretentiousness, overactive EVA and Gundam appreciation and a never ending proliferation of other people’s opinions I hope that there are at least a brave few of us out there who are unafraid of the strong arm of the status quo and are willing to simply stand out and love what they love for the sake of it being cute or funny or intellectually stimulating or sexually stimulating or just plain awesome! To do this and live without apprehension or feelings of “anime inadequacy”, well that, my dear friends is a treasure worth all the core drills in the galaxy.

Namaste, nerds.