Minato Namikaze

[005] Recovering.

Mon, 03 May 2010 01:03:11 GMT

Apologies to anyone who noticed me being a bit of a zombie this past week. My sister came to visit for a few days and I haven't gotten a lot of sleep.

I also noticed that I don't really know of much to do in town that is low-key. Anybody have any suggestions? She's not as much of a thrill-seeker so I figure it might be good to find something calmer but fun to do next time she visits.

...Also, does anyone have any recommendations for a good doctor? I think my jaw really is cracked.

[004] Life - Or an Approximation of It.

Wed, 14 Apr 2010 09:10:28 GMT

Sorry, keep forgetting that this thing needs to be updated occasionally. I don't really have much going on that I'd like to talk about these days.

I did find an awesome desert track last weekend. Hurtling along on my bike around all the twists and turns has got to be the best stress relief I've had in awhile. I'm so glad it's finally warmed up enough that I can ride my bike around instead of taking my car. I even made $600 bucks off some guys wanting to race me before they deemed me crazy for going as fast as I did and refusing to go again. It was fun, though.

Also, I've discovered that [pastry shop] has probably the best chocolate cheesecake in the city. I'd say best ever, but my friends Jess and AJ back in my hometown have a shop that makes it better.

[Private to Self]

It honestly shouldn't hurt like it does. No amount of phone calls, too-rich cake, and reckless riding seems to be making it more tolerable. I can't even put it out of my mind when I run, and...that's saying something. And the fucking nerve of his brother to even suggest that I'd do that- Grrr. I know it's been awhile since I've had to prove my sincerity to anybody, but there was never a soul who'd even hint at impugning my honor in such a way. >( And this was between Izuna and myself, not him, so just...augh. But he wanted time, so...I'll give him his space. ...Hopefully I will get a phone call soon. Or convince myself that...that it's okay to move on. Hah. ...~~I'll just turn up my cell to max volume just in case.~~

I've spent a bit of time getting to know Naruto the past month or so. It's not as much of a stretch to chat with him in the hall or go with him when he gets ramen for lunch. He...really does seem like a good kid, but he's so closed off. I want to help, and it's so hard to hold back that instinct. :( *sigh* I've just got to believe it will work out...eventually.

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[003] Whoops.

Tue, 16 Mar 2010 05:51:16 GMT

...I'm supposed to be updating this, aren't I? Oops. I suppose it's just that outside of personal things I don't have much going on. There's one thing I've been really happy about lately, but...I don't know if the other party involved would wish for me to broadcast it.

Finally got my apartment situated just how I want it. It's starting to feel like home now. :) ...Though I'm almost certain I forgot to set one of the clocks forward. It's going to come back to haunt me by making me late at some point, I know it.

Let's see... Oh, Shutter Island is an excellent movie. Remember Me is as well, but that one...it is incredibly sad. I recommend it, but only if you like movies that make you cry.

Oh! And one more thing: you owe me lunch, Red. :D

[EVENT] Apology Time.

Wed, 17 Feb 2010 05:48:11 GMT

...a.k.a. Minato's ~~Monday~~ Tuesday Surprise~!

Minato spent Friday and much of the weekend feeling like the world's biggest jerk for screwing up Izuna's birthday with accusations. ~~All ire has been redirected to Madara now, since he's the one who made Minato feel misled, shh.~~ When Madara texted him something about Valentine's Day on Saturday, he decided that either A)Izuna hadn't told his brother about it or B)Madara was still in approval of Minato attempting to date his brother despite his mistake. He likes the hopeful side of things better so likes option B, even if actually dating Izuna at some point is starting to seem kinda hopeless. He then began formulating a plan to at least attempt to apologize.

Thinking on his feet has always been a strong point of his, so he quickly formulated a plan...but there was a problem. How was he going to get his token of apology to Uchiha-san without ending up with it...all over himself. He was pretty sure it would be quickly rejected in person, along with the note accompanying it. Putting it on his desk was a much more desirable option, but with the recent prank(lookin' at you, Saso), the offices now require a pincode to get into.

Due to this setback, he was unable to find a way to possibly get his apology to Izuna on his first day back to work - Monday. However, Monday brought a gem: Tobi the current office bitch said that if he needed anything, just ask... So he did.

On the offchance that Izuna might spend the night in his office, they opted to put the plan in action during lunch on Tuesday.

As such, coming into his office, Izuna will find two of these(in black) sitting on his desk. Inside he will find not one, but two giiiiiant milkshakes. Or, rather, thickshakes. Specifically, thickshakes of the same exact kind as he spilled all over his phone and seemed so sad at the loss of. Yes, Minato went searching all over Reno to find a shake that smelled like a particular vanilla flavor and apparently had a small amount of alcohol, in the design of cup that he vaguely remembered Izuna carrying.

Tucked under the corners of the containers is a note on thick, yellowed, parchment-like paper folded into a rose shape. On the outside in neat cursive is written, "Uchiha-san". The note inside reads as follows:

Uchiha-san,

I feel I must apologize for my previous behaviour. I was mistaken in making the assumptions I did with such limited information. The conclusions I reached hurt me and I uncharacteristically lashed out in a way that I now know was exceedingly unwarranted. For any distress I caused you, I am truly sorry.

I do not believe I have previously encountered so many misunderstandings in such a short period of time. I think it was dealing in text and through a third party that such misconceptions were bred. From the start I should have sought to do things the right way - in person. I should have come to you and asked for a chance to speak with you to begin with - and if you'd preferred, permission to fill out that form. However, I am human and in no way infallible, and figured that my attempts to court you would be a matter if simplicity.

If it is not too late, I would ask a chance to correct where I have erred in previous efforts. Whether it is for a few words over coffee in a location of your choosing, or if you would allow me the privilege to take you on a proper outing, I would like to speak with you in person - not this blasted text, not through a third party...face to face. Even if you deem me unworthy of your affections, you are still compellingly intelligent, have an amusing sense of humor, and a seemingly delightful tastes for the sweeter things in life - and these attributes in combination show me that you are someone whom I would be happy to even form a simple friendship with. [there's a little blotch here, like he hesitated in writing the next sentence.] If it is indeed too late for even that...then I very well will be truly sorry.

Irregardless of whether or not you choose to accept my invitation, I would still like to proffer these tokens of my apology. The containers will not keep them frozen for too long of a period, but they are just as good if you stick them in the freezer for later - or share them with a friend. (If it makes you feel any better, I made myself a bit ill searching out the right shop for these and it will take me a few days to be able to eat something vanilla again.)

Sincerely,

Minato Namikaze

On the bottom right corner of the note is written Minato's phone number, so that Izuna can contact him if he wishes.

[002] Dedication.

Wed, 27 Jan 2010 05:17:42 GMT

You know it's dedication when seven of your friends drive three hours to manhandle you out of your apartment to get you piss drunk on your birthday.

The fuckers.

Work was not fun today, though it was not work's fault this time. ...Ow.

I hope they had fun catching this as it rolled around the living room this morning after I left, (hopefully) waking them from drunken stupor.

[001] First Day Bliss. Only not.

Fri, 22 Jan 2010 08:15:36 GMT

((ooc:This is take 2 on this, since Scribbld ATE my first one, the bitch.))

While I doubt many people will read this, I suppose I should comply with company policy and update it. I'm really not too certain what to say, honestly. I've kept a paper journal since I was a kid, but it's kinda different when other people are supposed to read what you write, I guess. Ah well, introductions should work well enough for now.

I'm Minato Namikaze and I've just started in the Setting and Props department. I'll be working hard to make sure your scenes aren't the generic crap you usually see in porn, but something to add to the...visual experience, I suppose. If you have anything constructive to add about previous sets I'm all ears. Actors, directors, camerapeople, and editors alike, really. Do some props just get in the way? Are some angles made difficult to capture because of the setup but it can't be moved around without disrupting the scene? Extra or less lighting needed? Poorly placed reflective surfaces that either reflect the wrong thing(such as...the crew) or cause glare on the actors, either of which would need to be edited out? Drop me a line and I'll see what I can do to not repeat past mistakes.

Right, so, I'd love to say I had a wonderful first day and my coworkers are such lovely people. However, I hate liars and I'm rather fond of myself, so I'd hate to have any conflict there. Let's just say Murphy's Law had a field day with me today when it came to directions and props. ~~I am so glad to be home and not afraid of getting hit with a used condom anymore you have no idea.~~ And really, checking my ID that many times was far from necessary. I know for a fact that I no longer look like frickin' jailbait. I've come to terms with the fact that I will likely never look my age, but honestly guys. I'm almost certain it was an attempt to simply annoy me. I at least look as old as the rest of you, though I recall being far more mature at your age than you are being. Alas, I will still have my revenge.

Have fun with eye-blinding yellow. ♥ And my apologies to those who were not involved.~~..though I think I rather like this color.~~

There was one upside to my day, though. Saw this one guy in a business suit walking down the hall near the end of lunch. Didn't get a chance to see the front of him since he walked by so quickly, but I was quite content to continue looking at the back of him as he walked away. Well, until I fell off the wall and onto someone else. Sorry again, miss, if you're reading. I was going to try chasing him down to have a chat, but sadly he was gone by the time I got back up. While I guess most people would look to the actors for eye-candy, but I guess I'm a little more old-fashioned. Plus, the fact that he was wearing a nice suit means he's likely closer to my age than the majority of the people I've met while working on the second floor, which is a definite plus. So thank you, Mr. Business Suit, for being a bright moment in my day.

Hmm. Being rather new in town I'd normally ask what restaurants around here are good, but anybody who's kept reading to this point would probably recommend me poison in revenge for the death of their retinas. Luckily I have a strong stomach. ♥

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No sign of Naruto today. ...Though that could be a good thing, given how my day was. I've heard a few stories, though. Not sure how much to believe or not just yet, but I'll keep it stored anyway. Maybe I'll see him at some point tomorrow.

...I still have no idea what I'm going to do. Which terrifies me.

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