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  <title>Amane Hikaru</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Sep 2004 21:59:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Vitcim of a vicious malling</title>
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  <description>Yeah, there&apos;s some hobby store an hour or so from here that&apos;s having a huge sale, so guess what my mom and sister decided to make a family activity out of this afternoon.  Dad managed to sneak off after a couple of minutes, so I hit the bookstore down the street.  Fortunately, it didn&apos;t hurt too badly, though my wallet suffered a real blow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I don&apos;t really feel like reading, though.  Much less doing homework.  Mom&apos;s making dinner, so maybe after that I can escape to Bane&apos;s.  I think Dad&apos;s planning on watching something on TV later, so we can&apos;t really do the movie thing here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, why&apos;s it called &lt;u&gt;din&lt;/u&gt;ner?  ...or is she supposed to drop pans while making it?&lt;br /&gt;Hm, is that what they call food for thought?&lt;br /&gt;And this is just a taste of my grape potential.&lt;br /&gt;This is starting to remind me of that &quot;If we cantaloupe, lettuce marry&quot; thing.&lt;br /&gt;...I better knock it off before I turnip a vegetable in some hospital.  Or make myself even more hungry.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2004 16:58:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The hands of time have turned on me...</title>
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  <description>...so this is a day late.  I just figured the match would be a good thing to talk about... yeah, fine, I forgot again.  Don&apos;t I get any credit for having better, actually tennis-related things to do?  ...didn&apos;t think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That&apos;s one crazy friend you&apos;ve got...  Just let me know when you schedule the rematch, ne?  He won&apos;t fool us again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm, &lt;i&gt;match&lt;/i&gt;... is that why Kentarou&apos;s always telling us to get &lt;i&gt;fire&lt;/i&gt;d up?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Aug 2004 02:37:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Un-news-ual</title>
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  <description>I know it&apos;s &lt;i&gt;early&lt;/i&gt; to be &lt;i&gt;worm&lt;/i&gt;ing my way out from under the &lt;i&gt;bird&lt;/i&gt;en of schoolwork... but is there a sole soul out there among my favorite senpaitachi who might bestow upon me notes for Asuma-san&apos;s class?  I was looking over the quiz review (at my mom&apos;s insistance), and I swear she never mentioned half of this stuff.  Surely one of you must&apos;ve had her before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to report- although I did manage to hit the library today.  All due credit to LJ, I think I&apos;m &lt;i&gt;read&lt;/i&gt;y to &lt;i&gt;book&lt;/i&gt; it.  X3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2004 19:39:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Raking always leaves me tired</title>
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  <description>...so technically I was hoeing, but... I&apos;m not touching that one.  Blame Mom for deciding it was a good day for yard work and expanding the garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, I better go wash my hands of this stuff if I want to be on the computer--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind.  It&apos;s apparently time for back-to-school shopping.  May as well exit this entry before my sister comes over.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Aug 2004 01:38:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Surf-bored</title>
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  <description>Nothing to do... I&apos;m very close to mentioning the s-word, the one that rhymes with &quot;rule&quot; and doesn&apos;t.  &lt;strike&gt;When do we start back, anyway?  Forget it- I don&apos;t want to know.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad says we&apos;re supposed to get lots of rain again tomorrow... Bane, you up for hanging around at my place, maybe renting a videogame or something?  I might even be willing to let you win once or twice depending on the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.  My sister just disowned me for calling the reminder to update our antivirus program an innovation invitation.  She thinks I ought to get out more- can&apos;t imagine why.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 02:09:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>So can you have a dirty sweep?</title>
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  <description>I mean, if the whole point of sweeping is to get rid of dirt, doesn&apos;t it just follow that a sweep of any kind would have to be clean?&lt;br /&gt;...sorry, at this point I&apos;m clean out of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice it to say my mom has high standards and refuses to see how aforementioned room-cleaning is &lt;strike&gt;what I call&lt;/strike&gt; an un-called-for punishment.  &lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;Whether the weather actually allows for other activities or not is beside the point.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, room-or has it I&apos;m not missing much... Bane, did you get cursed or something?  Call me if you&apos;re allowed to, before I lose it over here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 18:20:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Time for another weakly entry...</title>
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  <description>In summer, some&apos;re more active than usual, but I prefer to take it easy.  Anyone want to explain that to my mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody needs me, I&apos;ll be ruminating on my room, and how it&apos;s allegedly not clean enough.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 02:01:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Here, here.</title>
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  <description>Not that it&apos;s news- more like olds?- but I&apos;m home.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jun 2004 02:59:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Trying not to wig out</title>
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  <description>I should&apos;ve posted about this yesterday, when it came- my sister nearly died laughing.  Better luck next time.  Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Saeki sent me something after all, in case anyone wondered- really, though, it... you should see it, if you don&apos;t know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the trip to Yamabuki today... I hope Oji doesn&apos;t expect me to file a report.  I got there too late to really make any observations.  If the guy I played is any indication, though, they have a really strong team- then again, if we&apos;re not playing them next, I guess they can&apos;t be all that good, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah.  In case anyone hasn&apos;t heard about it already, I&apos;m going out of town later this week.  Mom&apos;s not sure whether it&apos;s Thursday or Friday yet, but we&apos;re going to go stay with my grandparents, who still think a keyboard is a key with a hole in it... &lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;(a key, bored... heh.)&lt;/font&gt;  ...so don&apos;t expect me to be online much.  Guess I better remind Oji about it, too, so he doesn&apos;t send me on a punitive tour of tennis-playing Japan once I get back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[OOC: &lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Described here in Saeki- well, OK, in Aya&apos;s own words, the gift Dabide received (hint: see subject)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dabide shall recieve an old Austrian wig, a la Mozart, with the slick hair and the curls at the side, only it shall be powdered orange instead of white. On a tag connected to the wig, it shall say &apos;just in case you ever happen to need it. I believe it belonged to your great grandfather.&apos;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rokkaku-&lt;br /&gt;If you want to have your character stop by Dabide&apos;s and see this thing before he goes out of town... feel free to say you did as far as journaling or conversation is concerned.  I don&apos;t have time for RP with my own trip coming up, but yanno.  It&apos;s something nobody should have to be deprived of.  XD  ...or, of course, you can always bug him on LJ...]</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Jun 2004 02:22:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Since it&apos;s germane to post about German-</title>
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  <description>...but I don&apos;t have a letter from Saeki.  Wonder if there&apos;s a problem of address to be addressed?  Hm, guess it makes sense not to send everyone something at the same time.  I&apos;m sure he&apos;s not being mail-evolent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand... I&apos;ve been handed a missionary mission, or so it seems.  Either that, or I&apos;m investigating some kind of weapon atop a nearby mountain...?  Nah.  &lt;br /&gt;A journey because of my journal... heh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 May 2004 15:46:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;d ask to be kidnapped, but I get plenty of sleep...</title>
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  <description>Mom&apos;s been using me as her errant errand boy all week, if you&apos;ll excuse the excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not in trouble- nobody&apos;s going to trouble themselves with punishing us, I mean, right?  Don&apos;t we get a break for break?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 May 2004 22:12:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>That was toadily ridiculous...</title>
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  <description>I don&apos;t know what you guys were thinking- the school does still know where you live and all, although you may not be around much longer...  All the same, though I can&apos;t condone such a thing, I&apos;ve never seen a con done better- no contest.  Hm, but if the two of you end up as cons, that would be a pretty major con, ne?  Or if you ended up in jail together, would it be a con con?  ...and if I stop now, can I convince you I&apos;m not trying to kill you?  Quite the contrary, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re conpletely- yeah, that&apos;s pushing it- completely to blame for this, though.  I don&apos;t think I&apos;ve laughed so hard in a long time [after the shock wore off].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, what kind of example are you setting for your kouhai?  How are we supposed to top that for next year...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|Well... I guess I should lecture you about how it lacked class, doing something like that in front of mine... but some of the expressions after you and Saeki bailed out of there were priceless.  Especially the teachers.  I was half-expecting him to start destroying things so he could blame you hooligans.&lt;br /&gt;...so I guess I&apos;ll forgive you.|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Did you plan that?  Oni-sensei spent the rest of the class detailing what would happen to us if we tried a stunt like that next year... I don&apos;t think he realized he was encouraging most of us.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and they say my posts usually have no content.  X3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2004 18:11:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Free of Freedom</title>
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  <description>I let slip to Mom that I was a little worried about my math average and she&apos;s taken it upon herself to make me study all weekend.  Guess I better &lt;b&gt;book&lt;/b&gt; it before I&apos;m caught slacking...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 May 2004 18:29:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My aunt won&apos;t stop bugging me...</title>
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  <description>I &lt;u&gt;spi&lt;/u&gt;e&lt;u&gt;d&lt;/u&gt; h&lt;u&gt;er&lt;/u&gt; trying to convince Mom that we need to give Mandu a bath...  I&apos;d like to see her try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry- I meant to call you, but we got whisked away to my aunt&apos;s almost as soon as I got home from school yesterday... so nothing doing this weekend, I guess.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 May 2004 02:12:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Cat-astrophe averted</title>
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  <description>I was almost late to homeroom today because Mandu knocked my hairbrush all the way under the bed and I couldn&apos;t find it- I ended up walking in about two seconds before the bell rang.  Talk about escaping a brush with death by a hair&apos;s breadth...  I think I&apos;m going to have to have a talk with this calkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hold onto his paws and it doesn&apos;t even give him pause; I wonder if this kind of ta&lt;strike&gt;i&lt;/strike&gt;lent is common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I ought to let him update my journal for me from now on.  He&apos;s more the typing type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to do something again sometime, now that exams are over with?  Not the movies.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2004 00:31:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Spare me because I&apos;m tired?</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been &lt;u&gt;running&lt;/u&gt; around all day trying to &lt;u&gt;track&lt;/u&gt; my sister down... and doing errands, because Mom thought it would save time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time she decides to be that cell-phish, I hope she catches more than a phone-y lecture.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2004 01:45:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I can&apos;t decide whether Mandu is mandating an update or just confusing &apos;foot&apos; with &apos;food&apos;...either way, I get the &lt;i&gt;point&lt;/i&gt;.  Now, kindly remove your claws...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s still not much to re&lt;i&gt;port&lt;/i&gt;, unless I get carried away with the stack of boxes sitting in our living room.  My dad assures us they&apos;ll be &lt;i&gt;ship&lt;/i&gt;ped soon, but my mom&apos;s about ready to give them the &lt;i&gt;boat&lt;/i&gt;... my sister hadn&apos;t even noticed them because she&apos;s been watching some marathon on TV- just goes to &lt;b&gt;show&lt;/b&gt; you how unobservant people can be, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I&apos;ve said my piece and am looking forward to some peace... what kind of punishments do they give out for missing a week, anyway?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Apr 2004 00:39:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Never said I was the poster poster...</title>
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  <description>My sister got some weird candy for Easter- I&apos;ve never heard of getting peppermints, anyway.  I stole one as a joke and she went mintal... I think she thinks I mint it seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I seemed spaced-out at school Monday... I didn&apos;t planet that way.&lt;br /&gt;...or were you even talking about me?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Apr 2004 00:26:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this weekend okay?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Apr 2004 00:56:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oji&apos;s fool of it...</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;Oil.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I&apos;d complain more, but I guess the damage isn&apos;t &lt;i&gt;permanent&lt;/i&gt;- and a good thing, too, since I can&apos;t stand the rotten egg smell... heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still.  Nobody saw anyone taking pictures, did they?  I had a near-miss with my sister once I got home... managed to make it to the bathroom before she could catch me on film, though.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2004 20:57:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Scratch that idea...</title>
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  <description>Bane, sorry I couldn&apos;t hang around after practice.  I do have a reasonably good reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take Mandu to the veterinarian today- routine checkup, nothing&apos;s wrong with him.  Anyway, I say had to because I did have to, despite Mandu&apos;s obvious wishes to the contrary- and he was very contrary.  It&apos;s not that he has any say, per se, but not even our veteran vet has quite figured out how to still the uncooperative feline figure and often figures in his resistance when it comes to the figure on the bill...  In return, Mandu always manages to cut quite the dashing figure- on both our arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today I got home from dealing with the bloody ordeal, and my sister was waiting for me with a box of Band-Aids... which had little music notes on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band&lt;/b&gt;-Aids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we might be related after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the bright side, Mandu seems to have forgiven me- he&apos;s sihjhjhjhjhj44444444444444444444444444444444444444444444kdymkdymkdymkdymkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdmkdm454545454545454545454545454545454545454545454545454545454545454545454545454&lt;br /&gt;Well, he &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; sitting in my lap, but the cursor got to be too much for him.  Guess that&apos;s why they call it a mouse...?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Mar 2004 19:42:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>(Not) Going Post-al</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...about what you said- did you want to go out sometime, or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... how many people know about this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid2&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought about it, and I still don&apos;t know what to do... it&apos;s not like I&apos;ve had much &lt;u&gt;time&lt;/u&gt; for &lt;u&gt;dating&lt;/u&gt;- how am I supposed to know?  Somehow I don&apos;t think I want to ask my sister... I guess I have friends with ex-peer-ience, but asking Ryou for advide is &lt;i&gt;bound&lt;/i&gt; to get me &lt;i&gt;tied up&lt;/i&gt; in all kinds of- I&apos;m stopping that thought right there, before it&apos;s completely left my control.  &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s weird enough trying to imagine kissing him... I wonder how long he&apos;s... felt that way, or if I&apos;m the last person to figure it out...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Mar 2004 21:13:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>May not have been driving, but I&apos;m still all tire-d out</title>
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  <description>Guess you could say I&apos;ve &lt;i&gt;trip&lt;/i&gt;ped and I&apos;ve fallen directly into bed...  Trust me, it was a miracle I made it to school today.  I don&apos;t even know how late we got home last night, much less how my sister was so cheerful today, especially that early.  The &lt;u&gt;rest&lt;/u&gt; of us spent the morning mourning our &lt;u&gt;rest&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s it; I&apos;m going to go catch a few essential letters of the alphabet.  You guys can comment if there&apos;s anything I need to know, tennis-wise... or if any of you happen to have beaten up one of my weak classmates and taken his notes for last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[OOC: Back~ and the punny one shall now be available for whatever slightly-earthshaking things certain teammates might need him for...]</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 11 Mar 2004 00:27:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>tooku na Tohoku...</title>
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  <description>Good news: (almost) no homework for the next week&lt;br /&gt;Bad news: This is because a certain person&apos;s parents have decided we need to take a spring trip... up north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the place has an art museum- that should provide some amuse&lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;u&lt;/font&gt;ment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I&apos;m &lt;u&gt;art&lt;/u&gt;iculating on art... I&apos;ve still got to make some sort of form from foam for class so we can start- of all things- papier mâchè.  Yes, I had to look that up.  I&apos;m never going to take French... guess I&apos;ll have to make the thing while I&apos;m out of town...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[OOC: the subject means &apos;far-off Tohoku&apos; - Tohoku is the region Dabide&apos;s family will be visiting, and ironically enough, it&apos;s right next to Kantou... but does extend pretty far north]&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Mar 2004 21:57:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t think it was my sister; Mom would&apos;ve known, and she wouldn&apos;t &lt;u&gt;let her&lt;/u&gt; get away with this &lt;u&gt;letter&lt;/u&gt;... couldn&apos;t be Kentarou-buchou... Saeki would be more subtle and have better timing... and I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; it wasn&apos;t really Bane.  Pink and flowery isn&apos;t exactly his style- to say the least- but he has been acting weird lately- but there&apos;s no way he&apos;s &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; gay.  No.  He&apos;s &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; gay.  ...I don&apos;t even think he&apos;s capable of stringing words together like that.  The only person I know who--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there was all that teasing in Bane&apos;s journal the other day, right?  Bet this was some kind of re-post riposte I somehow became the victim of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.  That has to be it.  Good thing I didn&apos;t bring it up to him at school today... and I guess it&apos;s no wonder Ryou-kun was standing around my locker at precisely the right time... no point in letting him know I know, though.  ...but if I ignore it, what if he does something else...?</description>
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