mDuo13

Ah, where shall I begin? Certainly not with a trite apology for not updating my blog in so long; the only one who suffers from that is me anyway. Doesn't matter whether it's because I got roped into that Twitter thing or that I've been working too much, the truth is that I made something of a fool of myself by not updating (after promising to review Saki soon, among other things) and I have to move on. So I'll spare you the details of why I felt like writing this entry (I'm not sure anyway) or the context in which I started writing it, by hand in a notebook waiting for the train to depart for work. You aren't here for those details, or at least I hope not because they're rather mundane, and I expect more from my readers. Actually, no, that's a lie, because it assumes I have readers. In any case, before I go breaking more promises, let me forewarn you that, while this is a review of Strawberry Panic, it doesn't follow the structured review format I've been using for the past several years. I won't explain what prompted me to experiment this way, but I should explain what prompted me to watch Strawberry Panic, although it is also somewhat mundane. Simply put, my friend David recommended it, and eventually I hit upon the mood and circumstances to start watching.

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