It taunted me for months, just sitting there quietly and just glaring at me each time I passed it by. Maybe it was only fair, considering I had done the same thing to it for some time as well. But unlike me, this thing made no moves and it did not go away, no matter how much I hoped it would. What in god's name could I be blabbering about?
No, I'm not crazy.
I'm talking about volume 7 of the anime series Samurai Champloo, which apparently is the last 2-3 episodes of the series. And I saw it many months back, just sitting there on the shelf. But being so broke that I didn't even have a dollar to my name, I had no other alternative but to totally passed it by.
And then one fateful day, I happened to pick it up and read the back, just to see what I was missing out on. Admittingly, never before has a line of words struck me so deeply that I felt my heart sink.
"In the moving series finale..."
That was all it took. I was convinced. I needed to get it right then and there, no ifs, ands, buts, or anything! But alas, I was still broke and so fate shifted the tables and now this object of my desire was now in complete and total control.
That is, until last night.
I finally gave in.
I thought I had won the battle, but really... it won the war. I finally had the cash to get it and so I did. Just typing that line makes me feel like I am admitting I had a problem to a group meeting or something. Then again, maybe I do...
So that is that, end of story and alls well that ends well right? Right?
Nope.
So now that my desire to own this DVD has been satisfied, one would think that I rushed home to see how this amazing story ends. What happens to Mugen, Jin and Fuu? Do they find the Samurai who smelt of sunflowers? Why did the government take such interest in the traveling trio?
Well, the answers to that... I did not find.
It wasn't because the episodes left that stuff out, it's just that... I haven't watched it yet. In fact, the DVD is still tucked neatly into it's plastic case and is still wrapped for that matter. One thing about being in a relationship with a girl who you've helped become an anime/manga/game freak, is that there comes those times when you have to step aside and share with others.
This is not one of those times.
I'd tear this thing out of it's case and I would have watched it the moment I reached home. However, had I done that and my girlfriend wasn't there to see it, I would never... ever... hear the end of it.
Like I need to give her more ammo for those spur of the moment arguments.
So now I have the final episodes of Samurai Champloo sitting right here next to me as I type this and I cannot open it and watch it. That's like giving an alcoholic a beer and telling them if you open it, you will be subjected to a fate far worse and painful then death.
Ok that was a horrible example... give a guy a break, my brain cannot comprehend this thing called "waiting" and "sharing" for much longer. If I could go back in time just one time... I think I'd go back and slap myself upside my head for "sharing."
I'm such a bastard...
