UnderF4331@aol.com wrote:

        All of these bits are examples of SIs that one does *not* want to have to go
through.  If anybody knows a better example of any of these, send me the URL
please.
        And if any of these strike you as something workable, tell me...I may let you
do it, or I might end up doing it myself.

1. Raw power vs. Knowing how to use it.

        I thought this was going to be fun.  I was going to be with my favorite
characters from my favorite anime and I was going to be more powerful then all
of them.
        I wasn't ready for *this.*
        I'm not sure how to really describe it.  Sure, I felt powerful and all could
tell that I was the most powerful there.  But I had this nagging feeling that
I would have been better off going for a modest power level and knowledge of
how to control it...
        I wish that I had paid attention to that nagging little feeling.

2.  Fate has a sick sense of humor.  (Or, if you prefer, Fate is a hack and
she writes black comedy.)

a.
        So I'm powerful.  So I know how to use it.  So I know stuff about everyone
here that I shouldn't.
        I'd rather know who I am.

b.
        I ran.  I ignored my brain's snide comments about the wisdom, and the lack of
the same, necessary to mess around with Cologne's spice cabinet...
        I just wanted to *live.*

3.  Be careful what you wish for

        I should have listened to my mother's advice: to be careful what I wished
for, because I might just get it.
        As you can see, I totally ignored her.
        I guess that it started when I found that weird-looking back scratcher.
        It was a nice day, and I was walking a friend's dog.  Well, it's more like
the dog was walking me, but I digress.
        He dragged me into a local park and insisted I play catch.  So, stupid lil'
ol' me, I pick up this stick and throw it.  He comes back, makes me throw the
d*mn stick again, and we go on like this for a while.
        Well, I got bored and so I faked a toss.  The dumb dog ran off and I looked
at the stick.  It looked like a monkey's paw.  I guess that should have clued
me in, but it didn't.  I tucked the thing in my backpack, rounded up the dog,
and dragged him home.
        About a few hours later, I was peacefully watching anime and playing destroy
the stick with my cat.  I was using, as you can guess, the same stick I picked
up in the park.
        Well, I voiced an idle wish - I don't remember anymore what I wished. The
thing scratched at the air and next thing I knew I was 20 feet above Jusenkyo,
with my cat, and descending rapidly.

You know...the cat justifies this idea in my eyes.  This could be fascinating
if the otaku doesn't turn out to be a gifted martial artist, but the cat does.
Placing the self-insert in the role of sidekick to the heroine would be an 
original twist.