<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442</id><updated>2011-12-31T12:12:46.445-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Confussed, Confuddled and Etcetra</title><subtitle type='html'>The words of a little someone</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>183</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7635994289959899812</id><published>2011-11-26T15:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T16:16:15.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What was that I tripped on?  Oh it was the internet!</title><content type='html'>Eeep! I didn't realize how long it really has been since I last blogged. I guess life has become far too busy to stop, take a coffee and write on my favorite site to express words of blahness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been busy with Random Array and the events that it represents. If you do not know what Random Array is I strongly urge you to search it on Facebook and become a "like". My sister is far marred in it and is trying to keep it growing. Perhaps our advertising will help us in our ever growing expansion. Eventually we might have to take over more than our homes. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I have done something dumb again. I have entered myself into NaNoWriMo. That also takes up all my time. If it isn't running around doing conventions or working an average of 11 out of 14 days THAT is taking up my time. This year I am handwriting it so that nightmare will attack me soon. The nightmare of actually physically counting each word that I have written and cursing the world for it all. I have my late NaNo sitting with a friend whom is editting it, but I went to a few publishers and each one of them said the same thing; "We do not print books with only 50,000 words. We need 50% more before we will look at you." Boo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I wanted to make sure I made some appearance here because I've been NA for so long. Hopefully I will soon find more time to write something here but all signs point to no. Boo once more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7635994289959899812?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7635994289959899812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7635994289959899812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7635994289959899812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7635994289959899812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-was-that-i-tripped-on-oh-it-was.html' title='What was that I tripped on?  Oh it was the internet!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-363227768262489144</id><published>2011-07-19T20:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T22:59:44.988-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Update</title><content type='html'>Okay I've been offline for a while but that doesn't mean that I haven't been busy. In fact I've been more busy than I have been in almost ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work wise: Got a new job being a survey assistant. I've had it now for more than 2 months and even though I have more stamina than I have had in a long while, but pants are not fitting any better nor has my weight dropped since starting the job. Grr. I'm still working at the stationery store twice a month. With Animethon coming up I've been filling in my spare time with working on stuff for that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Wise: My sister finished grade 12 so we had her grad. My Nana and uncle came out and stayed for three weeks. Between work and trying to visit there hasn't been much me time so that taxed my mental state. Also during this time my medication failed and I missed a day of work due to a 7-8/10 headache. Not fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projects Wise: I now have three pages of Majic Lessons with Iggy and Scotty done. Way cute. I have also pieced together a more condenced page to link the art that I have already done for Sinclair of Twin Earth and the next few I want to do. Stupid story always want to go in a different direction than I want it to go. Always a problem with new projects. Meanwhile I have the first three chapters of the next book of Twin Earth sketched out. I know it's cheating for NaNoWriMo to be doing this but if I don't do it now and think it out it will not be able to get anywhere and I will fail at 10,000 words as the story and characters go down the wrong path to a different ending than I want it to go. (i.e. like what happened with Sinclair of Twin Earth on my other blog)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways that is all. Hope all in internet world is doing well and I will be able to contact you all through my various different outlets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-363227768262489144?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/363227768262489144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=363227768262489144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/363227768262489144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/363227768262489144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2011/07/life-update.html' title='Life Update'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-2882785257786687186</id><published>2011-06-25T13:42:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T13:45:12.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay!</title><content type='html'>For all those who know I have been writing for a long time, but this is the first time that I have come this close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have finally completed the first book of Twin Earth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now just working with a cover page (if someone wants to design it it would be fantastic!) and working out any technical issues but I think I'm going to send away for my editorial copy that came free from winning the NaNoWriMo with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-2882785257786687186?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2882785257786687186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=2882785257786687186' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2882785257786687186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2882785257786687186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2011/06/yay.html' title='Yay!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6141649001642938347</id><published>2011-02-16T14:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:05:26.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taste of Animethon</title><content type='html'>**Edit:  Prologue to Twin Earth Posted on my other blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last weekend has been the end of the most busiest months I've had since November. I've been working on hats, collars and keychains as well as picking up stock, dealing with the organizers and having a blast. Unfortunately something had to go. Between school and TOA I have had almost no sleep and my sanity was beginning to crack. Also my mom was getting mad at me perpetually leaving her house a mess. She was happy to see most of it cleaned up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking towards the future and looking towards any new con that will occur between now and next Animethon. I already found one and is into working with the organizers with both Soba Bowl and Otafest. Kim is real excited. I am excited for the money that I can make. Also Hedmontalia will be there and since I'm thinking of going as Scotland it should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School on the other hand has been FAIL. I hate this course I hate my fellow students I want out of this stupid school and I do not want to be working in this field. People in this field is ignorant assholes that expect the moon and when they don't get it they act like three year olds in order to get what they want. Do I want to be in the same field as whining bitches? NO!&lt;br /&gt;Also it's been causing more and more headaches than its worth and when I went home and began to say that I'm starting to fall behind to my father he goes "Well you have the programs on your computer you can work on it here." I had to bite my tongue in order not to explode on him. He has been lliving through this hell with me for four years and still can't understand that there is some days in which you do not bring up 'you should go work on a computer' with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6141649001642938347?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6141649001642938347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6141649001642938347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6141649001642938347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6141649001642938347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2011/02/taste-of-animethon.html' title='Taste of Animethon'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6081085583989726636</id><published>2011-01-20T15:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T16:06:47.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick note before flinging myself into the bleakness of the world...</title><content type='html'>Sorry I know the title is off but there is often times where the depression hits around my birthday.  I know that it is comming and with my yearly cold at Christmas this is yet another yearly tradition.  This year may be worse than normal because winter is being so retarded that there was no excitement about it this year.  Also it is another slap to the face that once more I have yet to move out on my own, a small dream of mine since I graduated from High School at the age of 17.  It seems as though there has been way too many excuses and too little mind to think about it.  Even still there is just a reminder that yet another year has passed and the world has been passing me by once again.  But there are times in which I cannot think too long about these things because I am far too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off I got a vendors table at A Taste of Animethon!  So I am using every moment that I can to get off any merchandise that I can.  So far i have two boxes full but a friend of mine is competing with me and she has two boxes of stuff herself.  With the amount of stuff that we produce we will have to take thirty trips back and forth to bring everything into the room.  With this I have become an ebay shopper.  It is weird both Kim an dI haven't used e-bay up to last year and had no intention of using any further but I have to say it...When you can ship something from china for free and costs less that you can buy it locally, and I'm meaning a lot less not a few cents, what is wrong with our economy?  Not sure.  May have to rant about it at another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also there is school.  This term we are doing all of our classes based on one survey.  We are learning to set up a subdivision from the concept, legislation, survey, reporting of survey and finally staking out of the finalized survey.  It has been stupid hard lately because of the three feet of snow everywhere and where some of the property pins are located, the banks are sometimes more than seven feet deep.  In other words we take a shovel and dig into the snow while the snow keeps falling and blowing and otherwise making us miserable in a fashion that there is simply not enough clothes to keep you warm and mobile at the same time.  Thankfully I bought new shoes and dispite the grommetted holes in their sides I have warm and dry feet.  A plus.  Meanwhile I was a retard and didn't bring a hat so like an old lady I tied a scarf over my ears.  I was thinking about cutting my hair again since it grew retardily fast over the last two months but now I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I am trying my best not to absolutely plow the stupid morons around me.  Thankfully one of such said morons is no longer bugging me in school but I think it also comes down that I am now hiding behind the (quite large) guys of my class.  Effectivly I have become part of a group of younger men that I'm pretty sure don't know my true age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a final note, I have been trying to excercise more but I'm pretty sure that it's not doing too much for anything.  I figured once I have one paycheque to myself I am going to buy one of those European giggle machines that all you have to do is stand on it and it wiggles you around and, in theory, you lose fat weight.  I'm unsure but a machine that makes you wiggle and move without you exherting yourself is interesting enough to have try.  I might also try a challenge that the school is holding but the event is on the other side of campus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways back out into the snow and blow.  Post later! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6081085583989726636?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6081085583989726636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6081085583989726636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6081085583989726636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6081085583989726636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2011/01/quick-note-before-flinging-myself-into.html' title='A quick note before flinging myself into the bleakness of the world...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1626987099003243503</id><published>2011-01-18T13:27:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T14:07:48.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry...</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm sorry about leaving everyone in the dark since the first of November 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November - A crazy month...NaNoWriMo had came and I won it again for yet another rewrite of Twin Earth.  This year I am going to  go with the opportunity to gain a editorial copy of the novel.  Yay me!&lt;br /&gt;Also to go with this month was the crunch time for the English reports, speeches and other assignments.  And then there is the other classes demanding of my time as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December - Finals and Christmas...That's about it.  Got one of my wisdom teeth pulled right after finals but it still hasn't healed as of yet...Might've given myself dry socket during the night after but with the meds I'm on I don't feel pain like I did before, but the healing time kinda dictates that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January - New semester, new hassles, new weather.  I don't like new semesters.  Never had.  The one good thing about this semester is that there is only two early days.  Bad side: no early days.  Period. &lt;br /&gt;Also I am now becoming a  vendor for A Taste of Animethon next month.  Don't think that this is an easy task.  I have been playing email tag since the beginning of the month and just today got kinda got confirmation that I might have a booth.  Dumb Asses.&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been retarded.  So far this January we have had more than two feet of snow.  We have only 16 more cm to go before we break the record in 1976....76?...79?  Something like that.  We have a backhoe and a fair mount of land but when the snow is just short of hip deep there is only so many places where you can push the snow.  In town it's crazy!  Snow is overtop of cars and it's sometimes a guesswork to get out of some parking lots.  Thankfully my school is on a major route and the snow is cleared with a good speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I have to get back to paying attention to class...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1626987099003243503?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1626987099003243503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1626987099003243503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1626987099003243503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1626987099003243503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2011/01/sorry.html' title='Sorry...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-8853375779370701526</id><published>2010-11-01T20:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:53:56.428-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The month of insanity begins...</title><content type='html'>Deadlines for assignments, report writing, powerpoint presentations all due within the next four months, and I stupidly decide that yes, I need more on my plate. &lt;br /&gt;NaNoWriMo is back on us once more and I signed up once again rewriting my monster Twin Earth.  This will be like the fourteenth time I've rewritten it, but I'm going to cheat a bit and keep the beginning I had last year and continuing from where I hate it onwards.  Give me a break, I have already tons to write this month without killing myself thinking of new ideas.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, back to writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-8853375779370701526?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8853375779370701526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=8853375779370701526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8853375779370701526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8853375779370701526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/11/month-of-insanity-begins.html' title='The month of insanity begins...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-8164820994840932392</id><published>2010-10-26T11:56:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T12:12:22.954-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell I've known that for years!!!</title><content type='html'>I heard on the readio that there was a study out where they interveiwed a collection of drivers and found out that 64% of them had NO IDEA what the hell they were doing.&lt;br /&gt;I've been saying this for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit of housekeeping:&lt;br /&gt;Decepticon has come back from the shop.  He cost me a pretty penny and is louder now but it still was cheaper than buying a new one.&lt;br /&gt;Optimus Prime has become a powerhouse for me.  Since Kim has officially taken over Decepticon, I'm stuck with this one.&lt;br /&gt;Sinclair comic has hit a wall at full speed.  I haven't been able to scan anything yet and we can't find the driver for it.&lt;br /&gt;Nanowrimo is coming up.  I'm excited.  I'm taking another shot at Twin Earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-8164820994840932392?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8164820994840932392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=8164820994840932392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8164820994840932392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8164820994840932392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/10/hell-ive-known-that-for-years.html' title='Hell I&apos;ve known that for years!!!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1679925284135016374</id><published>2010-10-07T12:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:31:46.057-06:00</updated><title type='text'>'Twas week before Bellrose</title><content type='html'>"Twas a week before Bellrose,&lt;br /&gt;Not a creature was stressing, not even a Jen,&lt;br /&gt;The sewing machine was abandoned with zen,&lt;br /&gt;In hopes that it will work better then most men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drawings were heated with laminate,&lt;br /&gt;Some have things we just have ate,&lt;br /&gt;And Kim with out a computer,&lt;br /&gt;Has decided to make nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the week shall end,&lt;br /&gt;There will be some injuries to mend,&lt;br /&gt;But bandaids will be plenty,&lt;br /&gt;Until we need any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there shall be smiling,&lt;br /&gt;Unless Jen's dying,&lt;br /&gt;Then she'll be going "Mine!"&lt;br /&gt;To the next comic of "Princess of Time"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there will be stupid artists&lt;br /&gt;That their float will be a miss&lt;br /&gt;And ask poor Jen&lt;br /&gt;For the change for a yen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be no fun&lt;br /&gt;Until the next Mon&lt;br /&gt;Then she will declare&lt;br /&gt;Next year I shall be there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1679925284135016374?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1679925284135016374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1679925284135016374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1679925284135016374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1679925284135016374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/10/twas-week-before-bellrose.html' title='&apos;Twas week before Bellrose'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-256608228377689856</id><published>2010-09-21T11:23:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T11:33:52.168-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Douchebag, Am I a Douchebag?</title><content type='html'>To:          Worldly Douchebags&lt;br /&gt;From:     One possibly joining your ranks&lt;br /&gt;Date:       September (late)&lt;br /&gt;Re:          Am I a Douchebag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Douchebag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving along yesterday I came across an accident on the road coming from school.  I immediately entered the lane that was needed in order to avoid the accident and since there was no one behind me, I refrained from cutting anyone off.  I did signal and moved promptly when everything is clear.  However I am one of those people who do not let people in front of me if they zoomed past me only to try to cut line further up.  If someone was in front of me and signaled I usually let them in, but am I a douchebag for not letting one of these people who passed me butt in in line? &lt;br /&gt;This matter concerns me.  I usually make comment about people doing stupid things on the roadways and otherwise, however, not allowing the curtesy of allowing those who pass myself not to enter the line may in fact be classed as douchebag behavior.  I will allow the readers to have their opinion on this matter.&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Kami Akai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-256608228377689856?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/256608228377689856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=256608228377689856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/256608228377689856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/256608228377689856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/09/dear-douchebag-am-i-douchebag.html' title='Dear Douchebag, Am I a Douchebag?'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7225462633166887759</id><published>2010-09-20T14:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T14:38:56.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The return of Arrr!</title><content type='html'>I have to laugh at this being the day after talk like a pirate day when the soreness in the left eye gotten so bad that I had to bring out the sporting of the eye patch.  This is also arrr-grevating...LOL But it makes me answer some weird questions, yet again...&lt;br /&gt;I wish I remembered about pirate day.  Makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;Instead I got a minivan.  A 2001?  Either way it is one of the newest vehciles I have ever drove.  It needs some work but what doesn't?  All I'm hoping that it still starts on halloween for trick or treating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7225462633166887759?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7225462633166887759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7225462633166887759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7225462633166887759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7225462633166887759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/09/return-of-arrr.html' title='The return of Arrr!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1348278237234079438</id><published>2010-09-16T12:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T12:21:14.219-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Feature!  Dear Douchebag:</title><content type='html'>To:       All the Douchebags of the world&lt;br /&gt;From:  Me.&lt;br /&gt;Date:   Sometime today&lt;br /&gt;Re:       Youuuuu piss me off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Douchebag:&lt;br /&gt;This is a formal notice to those people who decided that they will have the gawl to piss me off.  All of those who I have decided to rant about I have to write a formal letter to each of the stupid people who decide that for whatever reason made me mad for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Douchebags beware.  I am watching...and writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Kami Akai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1348278237234079438?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1348278237234079438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1348278237234079438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1348278237234079438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1348278237234079438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-feature-dear-douchebag.html' title='New Feature!  Dear Douchebag:'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5819626645368231841</id><published>2010-09-13T09:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T12:53:44.209-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Decepticon Died!</title><content type='html'>For those who do not know who or what Decepticon is, it is my tower computer. So I have it in the shop and they tell me that the motherboard is fried only at the point that the harddrives connect. So right now I have no home computer that will attach to the internets. I just bought a little netbook, but it doesn't have a dial-up modem in it, so doing anything that requires an internet connection is fail. Now it's a prayer that they can find another compact motherboard or if they can stuff my harddrives into another computer asap.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I got myself a little laptop.  hehehe&lt;br /&gt;It's bright blue and I have matching mouse.  All I need to do now is get a case for it so that I can carry it around for a short time before I put scratches on it.  It wouldn't change much of my onlineness because I can get online during school hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5819626645368231841?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5819626645368231841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5819626645368231841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5819626645368231841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5819626645368231841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/09/decepticon-died.html' title='Decepticon Died!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4805707583335001373</id><published>2010-08-31T22:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T23:10:43.692-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a rant posting...Nothing really important.</title><content type='html'>Well it's the first week of school.  Out of the 32 students that we started out with at the beginning of year one, we are down to a whopping 17 people.  Now it may be that since it wasn't actually September that some would Skip the first week, or since the school didn't send out it's paperwork that they were unaware, or the fact that if you are on the Government Works program, you still have yet to see a cheque for books, tuition or living allowances.  I fall into the last criteria.  So here I am trying to stretch every penny and make it until that day in which I KNOW that I have money, but the car needs fuel and occasionally I like having a lunch not made of sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about sandwiches we now have an oven.  Two weeks without one made our house go through a lot of bread and peanut butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The floor is almost replaced and we have an enclosed bathroom now...Laundry room has been sheeted and mudded and painted with primer.  Nothing is finished however.  The laundry room has an unfinished wall in which will remain unfinished until the shower in the main bathroom is installed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that my car door does indeed lock, but it's on the outside...with a key.  It took another runner on us the other day.  Dad moved it but failed to put it fully in gear, so it popped out and went down the driveway.  Thankfully the railroad ties that we line our driveway with stopped it because it was on a b-line towards a tree.  Also thankfully it didn't hit the heavy machinery that it was parked near.  The bad news is that it totaled my muffler.  Stupid car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been made Treasurer of my class as well.  Not sure of what it all entails but I know that I have to plan out the end of year gala.  Not sure what to do yet, but I want it enjoyable for everybody...Non-drinkers included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the other things in life, haven't seen much of friends, of either gender.  Have another con that I have to get ready for but I have no motivation.  Haven't had motivation to do much of anything really.  Probably why I haven't seen much of my friends.  And haven't been able to make up another comic page, even though it's scanned in, most of the text is inserted, just got to make the panel breaks.  I have taken out most of my research material for my English class but haven't really gone through them much other than referencing.  Even with that it took me three hours to reference six books and two web-sites.  Hells, even writing has become a bore.  I have three different stories that require attention but I'm letting the characters wait, but some of them will evade me if I leave them too long.  Perhaps I'm depressed, perhaps I'm in a slump, perhaps it's just seems like I'm falling further and further behind the pack of life...Either way its what it is.  Whatever it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4805707583335001373?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4805707583335001373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4805707583335001373' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4805707583335001373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4805707583335001373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-rant-postingnothing-really.html' title='This is a rant posting...Nothing really important.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-3557045421738304543</id><published>2010-08-26T17:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T17:44:02.775-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So....It's now the end of August...</title><content type='html'>School is going to be back in soon.  Halloween stuff is in stores and I have the feeling that christmas carols are soon to be next.  Shame shame shame.  Oh wells.  It's been more than a month since I was unofficially "fired".  Fired as in they have no work for me and haven't called me back.  Since I'm not sure if I am still on payroll or not I will still work a day or two as long as am not into school.  Talking about school, the government has yet to process all the people that have applied for funding.  So, in other words, I don't have any money to go to school with.  I just spent all my remaining cash on parking so I have to figure out how to make my dollar really stretch until it finally comes through.  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;Animethon was really great!  Being in the Artist Alley really made me appreciate how much time and effort many people DO NOT put into it.  I think most of the tables for the amount of stock and time into presentation I could've done it in about thirty seconds.  A binder of prints and my drawing stuffs.  I could grab that stuff and go.  Overall we made about $300 but after paying out my artists and dinners for the two nights I personally walked away with only $40.  I don't mind that I didn't do all that well financially.  It was a good experience and I'm willing to do it again.  However this year Artist Alley (AA) wasn't as busy as it usually is.  Before I continue I shall explain how AA works at Animethon.  The customers buy tickets for $1.25 at the tables.  Of that 1.25 the artist gets $1 and Animethon gets $.25.  Animethon gives us the table space, basic supplies, pass to the event and water free.  Overall it's over $50 per Artist loss at the event, until the ticket prices start to roll in.  Now alot of artists hate this.  I am NOT one of these.  The controversy is that the better and higher paid artists have to give up a larger share of their profits to Animethon.  Now I may agree that there may be an artist cap but really...If you are making thousands of dollars then perhaps the AA is not the right place to be.  I like the system.  I like the ability to place how much I want in the manner of tickets instead of dollars and there is NO FREAKING CHANGE!!!!  There was a few artists in the taste of Animethon that didn't bring enough change and had to beg off of others (ex. ME) who brought enough change to exchange for.  Now I didn't mind since it was an one day affair but when it is two days and there is no banks open after a certain hour of Saturday, it makes things difficult.  *Ends rants*&lt;br /&gt;As for everything else, I will be happier to be on a regular schedule again after this week so I can hole up in the computer commons and actually get back into conversing with my internet peeps.  Anyways I'm out of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-3557045421738304543?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3557045421738304543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=3557045421738304543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3557045421738304543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3557045421738304543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/08/soits-now-end-of-august.html' title='So....It&apos;s now the end of August...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6390533413918921944</id><published>2010-08-14T00:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T00:46:03.719-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This is a post in which I cannot think of a name for....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/TGY58PR624I/AAAAAAAAAOg/44X4S12nywE/s1600/HPIM0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/TGY58PR624I/AAAAAAAAAOg/44X4S12nywE/s400/HPIM0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505151301563636610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I hear that bad things happen in threes but I never truly believe it.  I'm not going to say much tonight but would like to submit yet another pet into the warm hearts of the afterlife.  Bailey (BayBay as I called her) passed away this afternoon after filling my boyfriends' heart for 17 faithful years.  All I have to say is that she will be received warmly by past comrades of both of us and if she meets up with Buddy she must use him for a blanket at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.  I will post all the other stuff that has happened over the summer at a later time.  Thank you all my readers for your understanding and patience that I demand so often with you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6390533413918921944?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6390533413918921944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6390533413918921944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6390533413918921944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6390533413918921944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/08/this-is-post-in-which-i-cannot-think-of.html' title='This is a post in which I cannot think of a name for....'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/TGY58PR624I/AAAAAAAAAOg/44X4S12nywE/s72-c/HPIM0055.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-338975330147338705</id><published>2010-07-26T15:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T16:10:36.524-06:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>Sorry for ignoring peps of blogger for so long but life has kinda taken over a lot and I just had to find my own two feet again.&lt;br /&gt;First off - Go over to my twin earth blog and investigate my newest post.&lt;br /&gt;Second - I got a job.  Paid well and had some overtime but now I barely get any hours in the week so it's just as bad as having no job at all.&lt;br /&gt;Third - It has rained.  A LOT.  Not like Calgary but close, this is not helping me keep my job and has kept us from doing laundry (See fifth news)&lt;br /&gt;Fourth - I would like to say congrats to the two of my friends (whom will stay nameless here but you know who you are) who got married earlier in the month.  Sorry for not making an appearance but Love the photos&lt;br /&gt;Fifth - We are now officially hillbillies.  We have more cars than we all could possibly own out on our front lawn and we do our laundry outside...All of it.  The washer is outside and we have to line dry everything...Therefore if it doesn't stop raining the household will no longer have any clean clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Sixth - I'm going back to school in September.  So I'm on the prowl for used textbooks and signing up for funding.&lt;br /&gt;Seventh - Animethon is way too close for comfort.  Starting Aug 6 I'm not ready for the Artist Alley coming way short of the goals I had set up in April.  Oh well.  We still have twice as much inventory as the rest of the artists there.  I'm excited!&lt;br /&gt;Eighth - My internet and I are starting to have a full on war.  Most of the time it logs in at 20Kbps or less.  For those who don't see why this is a problem I'll state it this way.  At that speed, even with all my cookies etc, Google will not load within its tolerance for time out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All right well there is much more for me to do so I hope everyone is in good health and I hope to post again shortly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-338975330147338705?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/338975330147338705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=338975330147338705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/338975330147338705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/338975330147338705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/07/news.html' title='News'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4485801579851435418</id><published>2010-05-26T01:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T01:47:44.847-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now what the F&amp;*K???</title><content type='html'>Okay I've had better weeks than these few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off the first job I was offered by the federal government only paid $13.44!  I'm going that the government are being stingy bastards since a mid sized county will pay a similar starting position over $20 an hour.  Also the job was downtown with no parking pass.  By the time I got to work, paid for either a bus pass or parking I have already lost four hours out of an eight hour day with an additional two hours per day of drive time.  Sorry but if you weren't stingy bastards I might've thought about it for a while longer.  Also it was a computer job.  No outside work.  Not so great on the old eyesight.  I'm getting tired of this problem with no repairs in sight.  Sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly dad found a fox cub in a pile hole.  Poor thing was almost finished with mud caked on him and blinding him.  Thankfully the boys went down to the nearby lake to help the poor thing out, but it was weak.  Hopefully it found it's mother.  But with the good news came sad news.  They found it's twin.  There was no saving that one, being already dead in the mud when they found it.  I'm glad that the one that came up to our deck was still alive and I watch him try to sneak by the cat, but sometimes failing ^-^ I can tell that it's not the dad by the daily path it follows.  The golden father came over the hill and down the driveway, never wanting to come close to the house.  I haven't seen him but we no longer have Healy for him to tease so there is no more fun here for him.  The kit on the other hand always walks up the railroad ties and up on the front concrete pad.  However I think I saw the cubs brother killed on the highway.  It's difficult for wildlife to survive in the middle of subdivisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I will open a can of whoopass on the people who come into the school and say, "Yes we are hiring, there should be no reason for you to not have work in the summer."  Yeah.  Sure.  Right.  That's All I have to say about that.  The long and the short of the whole tale is that I'm going to apply at Pizza Hut tomorrow for a waitress.  I'm still be applying for positions in my field but I'm no longer going to hold my breath for a position.  I went for an interview and the people were very nice but at the first second that he saw me I knew he wasn't going to hire me.  I think that my physical size will be a detriment to me once more, but I don't think it should.  Many of the people I went to school with gave me glowing remarks on my field classes and I never was complained about...((Well twice I was complained about by the worst people in class, once because I wanted to complete the field task and the other said I was a bitch))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the house has been eating our stuff.  It has eaten cheques, glassescases and library books.  You wouldn't believe that Kim and I had worked a full day in the back room.  There is too much stuff for so little room.  Bonus I found my comic and I will be working on that once more.  Soon it will be published.  I am abandoning the novel of the comic for now.  It's a good point of starting for it but I'm not sure of my output.  I'm fully on production mode whenever I am not job hunting.  I have cross stitch mario brothers 3 and final fantasy 1 magnets as well as pokemon cell phone charms and working on plushies with stress balls in them.  I love the concept of having something soft and cuddly to squeeze the crap out of as duel stress relief.  I'm hoping the patterns that I made work out well 8^-^8  Well I'm out of music so I'll be signing off now.  I try to reply to your guys comments so please look back to previous posts that you commented on if I don't address the comments in the next post. Night All d-_-b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4485801579851435418?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4485801579851435418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4485801579851435418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4485801579851435418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4485801579851435418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/05/now-what-f.html' title='Now what the F&amp;*K???'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-3229073875457450752</id><published>2010-05-10T14:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T14:54:20.475-06:00</updated><title type='text'>There are some things that I should never see.</title><content type='html'>I thought that the removal of the security posts at canadian tire to let a lets say a very large person through the doors.  well she either got larger or OMG fat people are breeding!  Seriously I was in WalMart the other day and this very large person came in, almost filling the double electric doors that allow people to enter and exit.  Now being a lerge person myself and having problems going into WalMart and finding anything that fits properly, how can she even imagine to get anything to fit, nor walk down any eilses properly?  Which brings me to this point: Fat persons out there in cyber land where do you buy most of your clothes?  Serious.  I have yet to find something that fits properly for about six months and my cloths are really showing their age. &lt;br /&gt;Onto the next topic&lt;br /&gt;They are doing an online survey on high broadband internet in my area.  Having such crappy service I clicked on it to do the survey.  Hours pass... ... ... ... it wouldn't load.  My service connection is so bad that it cannot load a page in which I can complain about the crappiness of my connection.  &lt;br /&gt;On other things I should never see:&lt;br /&gt;Someone doing a spraypaint paint job on a new mustang.  Ummm it was bad.  The guy probably grabbed some random paint and had his kids fingerpaint his car.  I internally cried a bit then.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways no luck on the job field just yet, but with a new resume it is possible that I can get a job soon, hopefully.  Anyways I better go and try to catch some of this awesome weather we are having here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-3229073875457450752?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3229073875457450752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=3229073875457450752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3229073875457450752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3229073875457450752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/05/there-are-some-things-that-i-should.html' title='There are some things that I should never see.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4558459555316659022</id><published>2010-05-05T23:23:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:19:55.045-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbering of the depressed....</title><content type='html'>I like the title.  It fits my mood.  There is a lot of things going on lately and unfortunately none for the best.  So far I have been offered two jobs.  None of which has any field work and only one in which has an offer for anything related T_T so I've been forced to start again from scratch which makes for a long hard road.  I feel like the commercial of the guy wishing upon a star for a job, but unlike the guy I've been putting my resume into places with little or no effect.  Lame.&lt;br /&gt;The other part of my life has been equally as lame as there was a snowfall last night, well I guess it would be two nights ago technically now.  Brought with high winds and rain and snow and other bunches of nasty.  I hate the wind.  Except on really really hot days that I am not going into the pool, then wind is good.  But it's neither hot nor sunny and its windier than shit.  Lame.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my doctor.  Isn't doctors getting paid in some way through Alberta Health?  Then why would he spend more than three minutes with me?  Is it because I have the very rare disease now known as Jenitis?  Doubtful.  By the way Jenitis is when a person hiccups only once or twice during an eight hour time frame.  I'm infectious.  Beware of the hiccups.  By the way, hiccups are Lame.&lt;br /&gt;I think my relationship with Ben is going down the crapper.  Both of us has a dark cloud over top of both of us in which neither of us can escape from.  We are in the prime of life, and here we are both spinning our wheels, digging ourselves further into the hole of despair.  Nothing changes and its doubtful that anything will.  Unless I pull up my socks even more will anything change and I'm not sure if I can or should do it for two. After thinking about it the whole situation is Lame.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I should be heading off to bed for I have to get up tomorrow early to go out and put out some more resumes.  Lame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4558459555316659022?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4558459555316659022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4558459555316659022' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4558459555316659022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4558459555316659022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/05/mumbering-of-depressed.html' title='Mumbering of the depressed....'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4950972232050261973</id><published>2010-04-22T18:17:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T18:20:48.562-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay sorry but this is a quick note as I only have about three minutes left on the computer here...&lt;br /&gt;*I'm almost done school only four more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;*I epically failed on one of my mid terms.  I never got so bad of grade in my life.&lt;br /&gt;*I am working hard to find a job and now I have to wait until monday for anything&lt;br /&gt;*Animethon is going to be awesome!  I have quite a few things to make and I will see how well it all goes.&lt;br /&gt;*I promise to have pictures!&lt;br /&gt;*I found my camera but lost my calculator.  Major bummer.&lt;br /&gt;*I won a few scholorships but credit card ate both of them.  Oh the grrness, so no new computer.&lt;br /&gt;CYA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4950972232050261973?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4950972232050261973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4950972232050261973' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4950972232050261973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4950972232050261973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/04/ahhhhh.html' title='AHHHHH!!!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4175150444695045985</id><published>2010-03-22T09:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T10:04:31.237-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Monday...</title><content type='html'>Today is going to be a day.&lt;br /&gt;This morning there was an accident on the main route that I take into school.  This has to be the latest that I have ever been to anything.  It took two hours to drive an one hour drive.  Oh my.  Then I forgot but there are two tests today, oh yay.  I have no idea what the test is about but I've been lucky doing tests lately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I am a bit discouraged.  The fellow students had been getting interviews and jobs for the summer and I have yet to get a call back from anything.  I got to keep a stiff upper lip and keep applying at stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that I've been busy doing other stuff as well.  I am now making hand sewn plushies and my earrings.  I'm trying to buy a button maker but been failing in finding a button maker in my price range so I'm resorting down to having a toy button maker...I'm not sure how that will work.  I wish I lived in Toronto because there is a shop there that either rents the machines or sells used machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4175150444695045985?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4175150444695045985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4175150444695045985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4175150444695045985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4175150444695045985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-monday.html' title='It&apos;s a Monday...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1874609418491402181</id><published>2010-03-08T09:34:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T15:39:09.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Even though I was told not to worry about my health....I do.</title><content type='html'>Okay so I went to see a fortune teller that did palmastry while I was at the taste of Animethon and she knew a lot of me from looking at my hands.  She commented that I shouldn't worry too much about my health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now I'm not sure that is the best advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wake up not being able to see?&lt;br /&gt;I did.  Well kinda.&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I was able to roll over and close my eyes and fall back asleep and when I woke again it was better, but today I'm having a rocking headache combined with stiffness and soreness.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: 15.36 - Also I was in the most awkward grouping EVER.  Note to myself and others do NOT find yourself in a grouping of people that are lovey-dovey but are not trying to outwardly show it too much.  It's very awkward in being in that category of people.....Thirdwheelish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1874609418491402181?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1874609418491402181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1874609418491402181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1874609418491402181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1874609418491402181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/03/even-though-i-was-told-not-to-worry.html' title='Even though I was told not to worry about my health....I do.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7314275217912194952</id><published>2010-02-28T23:04:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T23:54:12.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh for the love of grrness.</title><content type='html'>I will complain here because even though the people of Animethon are inconsistent bastards, I rather be there again...So I wouldn't complain on my Deviant Art page.  The next few paragraphs will dictate how the con went:&lt;br /&gt;Advertising: EPIC FAILURE&lt;br /&gt;Prints: EPIC FAILURE&lt;br /&gt;Bookmarks: Failure&lt;br /&gt;Mousepads: Partial Failure&lt;br /&gt;Hello Kitty Figurines: EPIC SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;YuGiOh Cards: Surprise success!&lt;br /&gt;Costumes: (Was expecting failure) Met expectations but there was a few people who wanted them and I may have sale in the future with them.&lt;br /&gt;Stickers: EPIC FAILURE&lt;br /&gt;Hair Clips: Expected Success.&lt;br /&gt;Earrings: Failure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learned: &lt;br /&gt;1. Stickers have to be bigger and cuter or more depressing.&lt;br /&gt;2. The more you make people go down memory lane the more you can sell things that are a blast from the past.&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't listen to the event people of animethon they are idiots.  This idiocy will not pay out for you in the end.&lt;br /&gt;4. If school security is standing by your booth for long periods of time advise them to buy something or shift.&lt;br /&gt;5. Do NOT go into Artist Alley as long as the person next to us will be there for it will suck the life out of the event.  (She complained about the music being too loud when I was just being able to get into it.  Made me hold back on my sales pitch and made me very sad. T_T )&lt;br /&gt;6. Do NOT go into the Artist Alley if I have costumes to sell.&lt;br /&gt;7. Your personal opinions don't mean shit.&lt;br /&gt;8. Smack anyone who looks bored.&lt;br /&gt;9. Smack anyone who look at stuff and doesn't buy any of it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Smack the person who said it was a bad day because she only sold $300 worth of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;11. Smack people for the fun of it. ^_^ Okay the last three I already knew and are just a jest.&lt;br /&gt;12. Don't take all the food that the parents gave you, you will only drag it back home.&lt;br /&gt;13. Even though they say don't tape stuff onto the table tape stuff to the table because everyone else will do it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;14. Smaller containers work best.&lt;br /&gt;15. Be prepared to have one more trip out than you had coming in.  Somehow stuff expands.&lt;br /&gt;16. Gotta find new adhesives or some other way on making certain things.&lt;br /&gt;17. Figure out new displays for almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;18. FOR THE LOVE OF EVERYTHING SANE do NOT work on EVERYTHING last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I have to say about this experience.  I'm really looking towards becoming a vendor and chatting to my friends to see if they have some stuff to go towards the sale and sell it with a commission or something like that.  I also found that I was having problems having enough room on my table for everything and it was annoying, and it contributed to the failure of this con.  I must admit that I was thankful to my cards bringing in the dough and crowds or else I would definitely have a bad taste in my mouth after this event.  I've also decided that I'm going to look into opening an ebay shop for my earrings.  I had a few comments on them but in the end only sold three pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally I will have to see how the paypal things work.  I would've had most of the costumes sold if I accepted credit cards, which I think there will be more of an issue if I sell more pricier objects at the main shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I had fun and I didn't have the temptation to buy everything I was looking at when I was stuck behind the counter, nor had time to go through everything with a fine toothed comb when I was allowed out on a walk about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7314275217912194952?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7314275217912194952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7314275217912194952' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7314275217912194952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7314275217912194952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-for-love-of-grrness.html' title='Oh for the love of grrness.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1591501199682927778</id><published>2010-02-23T16:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:46:06.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Taste of Animethon This Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Why should I be concerned about a Taste of Animethon?  It is simple: I am a vendor!  I have all sorts of things for sale from Costumes to bookmarks.  Unfortunatly I am not bringing any Sinclair stuff but I am bringing a dragon painting for sale!  I'll tell all when I get back from it ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1591501199682927778?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1591501199682927778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1591501199682927778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1591501199682927778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1591501199682927778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/02/taste-of-animethon-this-weekend.html' title='A Taste of Animethon This Weekend!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-2247432696216703739</id><published>2010-02-17T19:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:01:17.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six years of Bennifer</title><content type='html'>News: Today is the anniversary of Ben and I.  It's been fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old News: Yay for Canada and the games!  Two Golds so far.  I was fortunate to be able to watch some of the games on the tele.  Unfortunately I haven't been able to watch it at home for some reason there is something that is blocking the station and I cannot pull it up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old News:  We have walls!  We are dry-walling and taping so now the walls at least stopped looking like a forest of timber and like the few rooms that it was planned to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old News: Welcome to A Taste of Animethon!  I've been working hard over projects that will be up for sale.  Items include bookmarks, cell phone charms, earrings, stickers and drawings.  I'm now begging for people to come buy my stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New News:  I am looking for a laptop.  I need some advice: Which one should I get?  A 15+ in screen laptop or a small notebook?  Both I would get an armor shell so i can toss it into my bag for school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No News: Yet to have any news for my health so once more I go plugging along in the dark.  Stupid doctors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-2247432696216703739?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2247432696216703739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=2247432696216703739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2247432696216703739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2247432696216703739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/02/six-years-of-bennifer.html' title='Six years of Bennifer'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-3350578372905492849</id><published>2010-01-27T18:43:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T19:02:31.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The doctor didn't want to tell my mother this but she was impregnated by a tainted tomato"</title><content type='html'>My god that was the funniest thing I have heard in a long time.  Thank goodness that there is bad bad BAD Canadian movies or where would we come up with the most ingenious lines like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lia: Thanks for the encouragment on the earrings and I'm hoping to have better pics.  My sister has a new camera and it's far superior than mine to capture fine shiny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news:&lt;br /&gt;English teacher has now become the least of my worries.  Although I have a lot of major things due all at once I'm sure it will be alright in that fashion I have a new disgruntled miff: AutoCad and Calc programming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have no use for the calculator when I was in public school and therefore made me lacking in that area.  Combined with a dislike of programming any computer device made me not the most responsive person in the world when I was handed a $130 super computer that was in the body of a calculator. It was a bit daunting.  I have had the temptation to throw the thing out of a moving bus getting driven off a tall bridge...But breathe...Haven't done it yet.  Mind it temps me by getting the wrong answer about 40% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I came into a teacher who is a genious in programming I thought "Yay!" instead it has become a nightmare.  I have become so confused that I'm now only looking to do the minimalist amount in the class.  Scary.  Combined that he has now lost my assignment twice and I'm now afraid of handing it into his inbox. So in the last thought I've been throwing around the idea of confronting him about it and going that the printing is costing me money that could be better used for say,fuel?  Why does someone need to have both a hard copy and a digital copy?  So far since the loss of paperwork I've been facing zeroland.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that is a rant but I really wanted to say that line from the movie...I wish I didn't have school and watched the rest of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-3350578372905492849?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3350578372905492849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=3350578372905492849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3350578372905492849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3350578372905492849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/01/doctor-didnt-want-to-tell-my-mother.html' title='&quot;The doctor didn&apos;t want to tell my mother this but she was impregnated by a tainted tomato&quot;'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6807189835111241778</id><published>2010-01-21T16:30:00.018-07:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T11:40:52.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year, New Wrap-Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well Happy New Year! This is the first time I have done something like this but I think it is time that I try to do something more creative with the end of year report. Also there was a lot of requests for pictures and I would like to try to comply with everyone who commented that this blog is very impersonal and doesn't have very many pictures therefore makes it more like a diary than a blog. Even though many people think that their blogs should be equatable to an online diary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way sorry I am going to shove all the pictures onto one blog post and make this into one massive post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright here we go...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jmMu_7ddI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Li2OJs8aLBI/s1600-h/HPIM1012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429342457244120530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jmMu_7ddI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Li2OJs8aLBI/s200/HPIM1012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My sister is afraid of robotic toys. I find it funny and even though it was given to her on Christmas 2008 we tormented her with it until it started to get clogged with hair and no longer moved. Also the sounds that it made started to die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think she hid it into a dark forgotten corner so that I wouldn't take it apart and make it work again. ^^ I will find it to torment her once more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jm15d95NI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L-H1NmnK_B4/s1600-h/HPIM1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429343164429100242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jm15d95NI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/L-H1NmnK_B4/s200/HPIM1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jm1i15cwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/mG9_IDP8zB0/s1600-h/HPIM1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429343158355456770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jm1i15cwI/AAAAAAAAAJw/mG9_IDP8zB0/s200/HPIM1031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For those who know (and those who don't) my birthday is in January and like every year I have to have my DQ icecream cake. If I have to go though the inconvenience of growing a year older at least I have some sort of comfort food for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course I made my boyfriend wear the bows from my gifts. Sooper sexy :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onto Spring. This year &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jn5bh3ACI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_kqTTwSX0Kk/s1600-h/HPIM1051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429344324623466530" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jn5bh3ACI/AAAAAAAAAKI/_kqTTwSX0Kk/s200/HPIM1051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we didn't have &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jn421cPVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vWhfBVZNOo4/s1600-h/HPIM1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429344314773486930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jn421cPVI/AAAAAAAAAKA/vWhfBVZNOo4/s200/HPIM1048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;a Snowfox due to the last accident that was a year previous, so there is no awesome pictures of our regular run but we went outside and made a snow begging cat with kitty worshipers. Yes I know I'm strange but they are sooo cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo1E0g5oI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xSF38VtqnIc/s1600-h/HPIM1071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429345349319845506" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo1E0g5oI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xSF38VtqnIc/s200/HPIM1071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sisters birthday. She is just awesome. She had to have the bolt cake that had a plastic dog and cat on it so we could play with them after the cake was eatten. Too bad that there is so many candles on it that you couldn't tell what was on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo2B62x0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/3RgRma_YTR0/s1600-h/HPIM1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429345365721007938" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo2B62x0I/AAAAAAAAAKo/3RgRma_YTR0/s200/HPIM1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo19Uy9UI/AAAAAAAAAKg/wsXYLFvJuPE/s1600-h/HPIM1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429345364487632194" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo19Uy9UI/AAAAAAAAAKg/wsXYLFvJuPE/s200/HPIM1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I found this on my way through one of my favorite food stores for not that much so I bought it and now I love the little metal boxes so much I really don't want to eat the candy. I'm horribad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo1edDUJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iOVPvAjY9Jg/s1600-h/HPIM1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429345356200759442" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo1edDUJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iOVPvAjY9Jg/s200/HPIM1086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And of course there is a cake that I wanted to put on a different post but I couldn't get my camera to work...Now I'm too lazy to retype it all but it goes in the same ideas of "How to catch a Daddy Bear" ^^ Basically make a cake and keep it where one would catch the infamous daddy bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jo1edDUJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iOVPvAjY9Jg/s1600-h/HPIM1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Construction Photos! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429346999899994242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jqVJtfOII/AAAAAAAAAK4/pW2qcfnKAyc/s200/HPIM1088.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Now I have to explain that we built a shell of a house around a mobile home. For those who think this is a good idea should go out and shoot that idea at once. Burn it, bury it and for the love of everything sane burn it once more. This is the metal roof coming down off the top of the trailer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1js3g9fA6I/AAAAAAAAALg/5EDcIEbHYmY/s1600-h/HPIM1243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429349789279912866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1js3g9fA6I/AAAAAAAAALg/5EDcIEbHYmY/s200/HPIM1243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429346994762119890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jqU2khetI/AAAAAAAAAKw/as9lCZRVTYo/s200/HPIM1087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More removal of walls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to another wedding and I caught the bouchet again. I think this means something... I'm getting better at catching stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jqmLiadDI/AAAAAAAAALI/Cwxg6w9tvw4/s1600-h/HPIM1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429347292448191538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jqmLiadDI/AAAAAAAAALI/Cwxg6w9tvw4/s200/HPIM1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jql3qsChI/AAAAAAAAALA/fLD6LBd46Vk/s1600-h/HPIM1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429347287114189330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jql3qsChI/AAAAAAAAALA/fLD6LBd46Vk/s200/HPIM1111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ornate Cake Indeed! But I want to know why do they cover a yummy cake with chewy icing? I mean most of the wedding cakes I have had over the last six years all were chewy on top of yummy, very bad combination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jsCbi_9cI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Z2EnT0zO968/s1600-h/HPIM1231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429348877293581762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jsCbi_9cI/AAAAAAAAALQ/Z2EnT0zO968/s200/HPIM1231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foxy comes to town! We had a family of foxes that made our front yard their playground! This little guy came to raid our cat food dish at least once a day and had very little fear of us. However our cat Snookums would chase those foxes out of the yard whenever she had the chance. It was a very entertaining summer for wildlife versus cat.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1js3QYpfsI/AAAAAAAAALY/WvIYMXYhzHc/s1600-h/HPIM1240.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1js4gs29iI/AAAAAAAAALw/lnV5A79yB0g/s1600-h/HPIM1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jurEpH2GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8Z3EMh6E7iE/s1600-h/HPIM1247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429351774543140962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jurEpH2GI/AAAAAAAAAL4/8Z3EMh6E7iE/s200/HPIM1247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I cut my hair. It was this long and unfortunately the hair stylist didn't do a good job and messed up the hair lengths so I couldn't donate it nor use it for making hair pieces. I was pissed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jur4DWprI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HCO4C-Kk5CQ/s1600-h/HPIM1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429351788343371442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jur4DWprI/AAAAAAAAAMA/HCO4C-Kk5CQ/s200/HPIM1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jusMGXOVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ye8ZOvCaSDE/s1600-h/HPIM1274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429351793724701010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jusMGXOVI/AAAAAAAAAMI/ye8ZOvCaSDE/s200/HPIM1274.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Animethon! Yay!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jusnv7eWI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zKPG3RkqI34/s1600-h/HPIM1259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429351801146800482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jusnv7eWI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/zKPG3RkqI34/s200/HPIM1259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We went out on Friday and came home to no kitchen. So we slunk back to Animethon asap!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j09Fl4sRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/poCTkOdU5jY/s1600-h/HPIM1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429358681105412370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j09Fl4sRI/AAAAAAAAAM4/poCTkOdU5jY/s200/HPIM1304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j071foaHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8uepGff7-9U/s1600-h/HPIM1289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429358659604342898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j071foaHI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8uepGff7-9U/s200/HPIM1289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j07RtbcLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UMDP-mpntWw/s1600-h/HPIM1288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429358649998536882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j07RtbcLI/AAAAAAAAAMY/UMDP-mpntWw/s200/HPIM1288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5h0Aq-qI/AAAAAAAAANA/5HA6LzAk-3A/s1600-h/HPIM1329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429363710087592610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5h0Aq-qI/AAAAAAAAANA/5HA6LzAk-3A/s200/HPIM1329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There was yet another Wedding this time it was September. Boyfriend and I went to Jasper to watch one of his cousins get married. It would've been a better time except that the elevation gave my joints a lot of trouble and in the end I thought that it was a waste of time and money but it was a beautiful wedding. AND this time I didn't catch the bouquet. If I had then I'm not sure what we would have to do... ^////^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5iV0A7bI/AAAAAAAAANI/-vqud0WJRfg/s1600-h/HPIM1332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429363719161310642" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5iV0A7bI/AAAAAAAAANI/-vqud0WJRfg/s200/HPIM1332.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wired with Dew! A special picture for dee-chan off of AD...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5i51sr2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yay71WqyoZQ/s1600-h/HPIM1391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429363728832048994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5i51sr2I/AAAAAAAAANQ/yay71WqyoZQ/s200/HPIM1391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5jMAIGHI/AAAAAAAAANY/K2kgSKIBVKA/s1600-h/HPIM1416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429363733707626610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5jMAIGHI/AAAAAAAAANY/K2kgSKIBVKA/s200/HPIM1416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5jcvo_XI/AAAAAAAAANg/btatXgmEpuo/s1600-h/HPIM1433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429363738201881970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j5jcvo_XI/AAAAAAAAANg/btatXgmEpuo/s200/HPIM1433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A picture with the new couple, a crossing deer that we were only a few meters away from and a closing scene of the mountains as we drove out of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7q1xi1cI/AAAAAAAAANo/XGXZcAGpMVo/s1600-h/HPIM1438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429366064203093442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7q1xi1cI/AAAAAAAAANo/XGXZcAGpMVo/s200/HPIM1438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As most people on AD knows I did a project on how to make comics for my english class. I have to admit that there is a lot of sketch books in my possession and a lot of them are full of half drawn pictures. There is one that doesn't have any use yet but that is okay. I will get to them soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which now brings me to halloween. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1nu7u0JU0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/hi0_ZCnfFyg/s1600-h/HPIM1445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429633535718282050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1nu7u0JU0I/AAAAAAAAAOY/hi0_ZCnfFyg/s200/HPIM1445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7rOcsPQI/AAAAAAAAANw/DGIQy07BaN8/s1600-h/HPIM1449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429366070826515714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7rOcsPQI/AAAAAAAAANw/DGIQy07BaN8/s200/HPIM1449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7rgqkfuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/19DE3LL-y9I/s1600-h/HPIM1447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429366075716566754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7rgqkfuI/AAAAAAAAAN4/19DE3LL-y9I/s200/HPIM1447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes I went trick or treating because its way too fun, especially since we make it into a full contact sport!  For one I was the one that came home uninjured.  Also I carved this awesome Pikachu pumpkin.  It was the first time at trying to peel off the skin and I may do it again but definely I have to go deeper and make him glow even better. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7ryTmqJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mnqYKyvJyoI/s1600-h/HPIM1454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429366080452077714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7ryTmqJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/mnqYKyvJyoI/s200/HPIM1454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7sH5sVnI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2Mk-H5VJCnM/s1600-h/HPIM1456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429366086248978034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j7sH5sVnI/AAAAAAAAAOI/2Mk-H5VJCnM/s200/HPIM1456.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Around Christmas I began to make some earrings for all of the family and co-worker gifts that I had to take care of.  Being a student with no money sucks major time.  I think I may register the name and make a company that makes jewellery on my spare time.  However I'm not sure since the innitial yayness has already faded and no one makes any comments on my asking if I should continue to do so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j8P92V1PI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jBq1yLt69eM/s1600-h/HPIM1464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429366702025856242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j8P92V1PI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jBq1yLt69eM/s200/HPIM1464.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And finally the last word, on new years eve I took a picture of the forest of 2X4s that line the walls of the new bathroom to demonstrate that if my dad thinks something should only take a few months that one should add a year to the projects.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1j8P92V1PI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/jBq1yLt69eM/s1600-h/HPIM1464.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6807189835111241778?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6807189835111241778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6807189835111241778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6807189835111241778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6807189835111241778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year-new-wrap-up.html' title='New Year, New Wrap-Up!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/S1jmMu_7ddI/AAAAAAAAAJY/Li2OJs8aLBI/s72-c/HPIM1012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6722527775990537987</id><published>2009-11-30T20:16:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T20:24:12.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I did it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410102704358267874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SxSLvuOnm-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/lHiGt--Jrb4/s200/nano_09_winner_120x240.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is the third year that I attempted doing NaNoWriMo and it seems like the third time is a charm! If anyone is wondering it is the first story of Alarice, Maure and Ferniand, ie TWIN EARTH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cover: (I'm hoping to get a second choice from Ben)&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.nanowrimo.org/files/main/book-cover/Twin%20Earth%20Cover%20copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is major and I'll get back into blogging once the pain of staring at screens for English calms down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6722527775990537987?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6722527775990537987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6722527775990537987' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6722527775990537987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6722527775990537987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-did-it.html' title='I did it!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SxSLvuOnm-I/AAAAAAAAAG4/lHiGt--Jrb4/s72-c/nano_09_winner_120x240.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7289658547795166980</id><published>2009-11-10T12:14:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T12:50:49.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, Sorry, I Blame Stress and Dan.</title><content type='html'>As for the now deleted post yesterday was the result of a complete mental breakdown and the loss of my major thumbdrive, which had ALL of my research, partially completed projects and my NaNoWriMo on it.  Within that mental breakdown I looked at the energy wasters and negative things and (almost) ellimated them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the face of having to do all three weeks worth of research with the added bonus of having a large part of the assignment due today just drove me over the edge.  To tell truth it was a very bed mental situation last night, and one that I'm not proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the plus side result all my passwords have now been upgraded to a better security.  Today has so far been proved to be my fortunate day and I now have my thumbdrive back in hand with no disruptions to my files so far.  (Thanks unnamed person who found it &lt;3)  As well as that part of the assignment wasn't due, she just wanted to make sure that we are still focused on what we were up to, AND the rest of the assignment is not due until the day of the presentation!  That means that I have up til the 8th of December to complete it.  My partners in the other report that we have to write are thrilled to see that I got it back as well.  (I also have research and half of my portion completed on it as well) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh mans I was lucky today but I will have to take this into understanding and make three copies of everything.  It sucks because it takes a lot of time and energy in doing so because I would have to update the backups everytime I add something, which seems to be almost everytime I turn on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I'm still sick.  That's really not a big surprise is it?  Supposably this time it was from the dust in the house with all the construction and it caused an infection but now I think it is a full on head cold to go on top of that.  I'm feeling pretty crappy on the whole.  Oh well at least I can now go and torment my characters in NaNoWriMo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7289658547795166980?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7289658547795166980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7289658547795166980' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7289658547795166980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7289658547795166980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/11/okay-sorry-i-blame-stress-and-dan.html' title='Okay, Sorry, I Blame Stress and Dan.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7759811918189584781</id><published>2009-11-03T16:13:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T16:22:39.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick post letting everybody know I'm alive.</title><content type='html'>Yeah it's just as above.  I'm doing NaNoWriMo again this year and so far I am above the stated quota.  However with my eyes buggering up again big time I'm not sure if the pace can still be held.&lt;br /&gt;Trick and Treating with my sisters friends were epically fun!  By the end of it all the girls somehow injured themselves and we all got covered in mud.  I shall post pictures of our awesome Pikachu pumpkin I carved as well as the furter distruction of our home.&lt;br /&gt;I also have two major assignments due in Effective Communications (English) and with the outcome of the last assignment that I worked really hard on, I think I will refuse to do any more reasearch if all the efforts I have will be marked and graded less than my class average.  To be frank I am in risk of losing my student funding due to a teacher who decides that something that was editted by a professional editor to have the mechanics (grammer puntuation etc) of ZERO.  If one can't tell I'm pissed.  I'm not sure who to grumble at first, my editor or my teacher.  Both are not good choices.  Perhaps I'm going to drop the editor person because I can probably do all that mark on my own TYVM.  (You know who you are)  To add onto that effort with all the time that I have been spending on the computer with research and other stuff, My eyesight is truely failing.  Last week I couldn't see my calculator on the desk that I was working on.  All the teachers that day were not very happy with me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;That's the way life is.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get back on it so until next time folks,&lt;br /&gt;- Jen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7759811918189584781?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7759811918189584781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7759811918189584781' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7759811918189584781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7759811918189584781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-quick-post-letting-everybody-know.html' title='Just a quick post letting everybody know I&apos;m alive.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6494154254731476119</id><published>2009-10-06T17:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:50:06.309-06:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHHHHH!1!!</title><content type='html'>Okay quick post because I am at the library and there is only 12 minutes before I'm booted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now live in a house with no heat.  It's retarded but hopefully we will have heat before it snows...Or at least that's what THEY promised me.  Either way it's been a few cold nights and I haven't gotten much sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have figured out that the heating at school is defiant of physics.  Heat is supposed to rise but I have found out that the basement is warmer than the first level and the first level is generally warmer than the top, if you don't count the stairs.  Somhow they are warmer than all of the other places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have found out there is over five different ways to do a math problem and none of them are right.  I will not rest tonight until it is solved!  However I am running out of ways that I could try to solve it....Stupid triangles...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well wish me luck with my presentation tomorrow.  Hopefully I wouldn't get larigitis or something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6494154254731476119?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6494154254731476119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6494154254731476119' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6494154254731476119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6494154254731476119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahhhhhh1.html' title='AHHHHHH!1!!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1373372566265720349</id><published>2009-09-11T15:55:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T18:52:14.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help I lost myself and my car!!!</title><content type='html'>Okay it isn't as bad as the title states, but it's pretty bad.  For those who do not know I have started school and it is a pretty bad situation for me.  Starters we have the most retarded building layout in the whole of ALL of the campuses.  There is weird corners in which there may be a classroom hiding right in the corner so that you don't see the door until you are right on top of it, or in my case, walked right by.  Also the fact that the campus is downtown is another thing I dislike.  I already live an hour from the city and to travel down there.  However I have noticed that there is no real prediction in traffic.  Before going to school I have noticed traffic patterns going to work, and there was some things that were very predictable given the seasons and time of day.  For example I have switched roads to go to work due to the fact that people avoid school zones while school is in, but that makes the traffic around that area decreases.  I have yet to find any real routes that will decrease my time.  In fact, I have yet to find a route into school that DOES NOT have construction.  Thankfully that will decrease by October but it does create headaches in the short term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the other stuff that I have been doing since my last post can be summed down to one word; Animethon!  I have prepared a new set set of costumes and since I had no sewing machine I had to hand sew everything!  Thankfully I just got the costumes done in time.  I will post a picture as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing I have been working on is a home renovation.  To recap I had been living in a home that was built around a mobile home.  Finally we have gone through the mobile and started to pull down the walls and it looks really REALLY different.  Now we are going through the planning stages to the form of our "new" home.  With the walls of the mobile down we have completely revolutionized our plans for the areas.  In the original it was simular to the trailer's original footplan, but now there has been a large difference.  We have the three bathrooms centralized as well as with the laundry room.  This is adding another bathroom from the original plan with increased space for the bedrooms.  I'm pretty excited, especially since we have gotten used to having a two bathroom home and we have gone down to one bathroom.  It's also an addition to our heated floor so we are just waiting for the concrete but that should happen within the next few weeks.  I have photos if there is interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is all for today...Hopefully I will post more often but it still is shotty.  I finally got Decepticon back from the computer shop so I might be able to post more often...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1373372566265720349?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1373372566265720349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1373372566265720349' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1373372566265720349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1373372566265720349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/09/help-i-lost-myself-and-my-car.html' title='Help I lost myself and my car!!!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-8015773727632193112</id><published>2009-08-03T23:18:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T00:15:38.668-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In close and personal with nature...And a new miff!</title><content type='html'>Over the last few weeks the good old mother nature has been horrid to Edmonton.  I have to admit that it has been an interesting summer.  It was slow in the coming but summer has finally hit and with that comes the normal summer storms.  But for some reason (I blame BC) we've had some nastier storms than usual in the central region. Last Saturday a wind storm brought in rain, hail and deadly winds as it stormed past.  However anyone who lived out here as long as I have should've realized that a storm was coming.  The sky was clear but it had a steely blue instead of the bright blue.  Usually that means that a storm will brew up later in the day.  And it did.  I was dozing outside as it came in and woke me by blowing off my hat.  *grumble grumble*  We got a bit of rain but in Stony a house had its roof ripped off and blown into another house.  It was impressive to see on the news.  Later as it hit Camrose it hit the Big Valley Celebration down there.  It's a country and western show for those who do not know.  It blew over a few speaker towers and the main stage.  Some of my co-workers were supposed to go there this weekend.  I hope they are OK but I don't know anything until tomorrow and even then... On the news it said that one woman died and about 15 others injured in that accident so I'm kinda concerned.&lt;br /&gt;    A few weeks earlier (on a Saturday as well) another storm came out of the nowhere and blew into Edmonton.  It didn't do too much out at my parents house but that time I was on the South East side of Edmonton and it was pretty bad.  I was at a wedding reception and the power went out.  Thankfully someone had a generator in the back of his truck because the power was out for the rest of the night, we at least had some good tunes in the darkness.  But in reality it was a good storm.  A lot of people said that they saw flashes of green lightning, which according to them, meant that a tornado was coming.  Much to their disappointment, one never touched down but the city was in a mess.  Trees were down and power was out in select spots.  If I remember correctly, power didn't completely come back on for a couple of days. &lt;br /&gt;    Another hit with mother nature kinda walked right under our noses.  We have a pair of fox living in our neighbourhood and I've seen them with a pair of kits.  We've been still feeding our outside cat on the deck for a while.  I came home from physio one night and saw that the mother and two kits were lazing and hunting in our front yard.  I stopped near the end of the driveway for a turn and watched them for a while.  Then I started back up the Bronco and drove up.  Kim was waiting for me outside and generally watching the foxes but one disappeared from our view.  It had come up the hill and was skirting around the vehicles.  I played a bit of peek a boo with it before I lost sight of it.  I thought I must've spooked it and it took off towards it's mother, when it popped out from behind one of the cars.  It was no further than 3 meters away, and casually walked up onto the deck to steal food.  I waves my parents out and they walked out the door with the thing on the deck no further than  eight feet away!  I know it's young but it has learned that there's food + no danger = opportunity to get closer to a fox kit than one would think.  It's still stealing food and we feed it, but the little whelp keeps crapping near the food bowl!  The internet has been of little to no help in this matter due to the info that I keep pulling up has very little on the day to day runnings of a fox, nor what their barks mean or what the percentage of the population has the colors that we are seeing.  To think that to find info on more dangerous creatures is simple they should have more info on the creatures that we've been with for more than a millennium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    And on to my miff.  I'm sure that I'm not the only one that have had problems with a hairstylist.  Usually a lot of the ones I have seen have had problems getting a back profile on the cut I desire.  So this time I went out of my way to find a few pictures of the cut I wanted PLUS described all the specifications that anyone could've followed.  NOT THIS HOSEBAG!  Now that I look back on the picture it's no where near what I wanted, plus I said three times that I wanted the front long (to my shoulders) and the back short and spiky.  She said no problem in doing it, looked at the picture and agreed that it could be done.  I couldn't see what she was doing because my glasses were off and I can't distinguish my own mother without my glasses at five feet.  I have to admit, she was the first person to mention that my hair was thin. -__- Also she was kinda pissy when I asked for her to keep the cut offs of hair so that I could make them into costume props.  (It's way cheaper and nicer to work with real hair than fake plastic hair)  In the end, this perhaps was the first time I almost cried coming out of the stylists chair, and I had some really bad cuts in my day.  Also the cut off hair she bunched together so it formed a few good knots so I'm now not sure if I can use them at all, but it doesn't even really matter because it produced only a third of what I got last time even though I got more cut off.  There goes my idea of me and Kim going as Link off of the Zelda games...I don't think I'll have enough to do the blonde bangs inside the hats, and I think everyone will kill me if I dye me hair blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well that was the life.  Hair grows back but I still want that woman's license pulled.  Unfortunately for me I found out that one of my co-workers had the same woman for her and her friends cuts.  She has a few strands of hair that she has to hide because they were cut really really badly, and her friend had the same problem as I did, the stylist had cut her hair far too short.  Almost five inches shorter than she wanted.  They both paid even though it was not what they wanted.  Thankfully I didn't have to pay, but now I'm trying out ways to hide a pudgy face behind a short hair cut.  It doesn't work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-8015773727632193112?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8015773727632193112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=8015773727632193112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8015773727632193112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8015773727632193112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/08/in-close-and-personal-with-natureand.html' title='In close and personal with nature...And a new miff!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5413871032103720059</id><published>2009-06-27T17:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:01:51.737-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People effects other people.</title><content type='html'>I make that as a statement and nothing more...Perhaps it is because it is more than not true to everyone.  A universal truth.  As narcastic as our society becomes the more this hold true.  The effect that one person in a day could change the mental drive for the rest of the day.  Those who don't think so probably haven't worked in retail, where you will meet some of the most wonderful and horrible people in the world.  The more society looks upon itself as a "Me" driven world the more crappy days people will have. &lt;br /&gt;For example if there was a neutral day, people will come buy their goods and continue on their way without any worry to the ripple effect that they carry along the way.  I think that I try to go along with this middle of the line or slightly above the line in order to have the people who have served me not have a terrible day due to my courses of action.  Sometimes this backfires and some people may think I was acting snobbish or rude but I try not to rock the boat too much. &lt;br /&gt;However if there was a day that started neutral it usually can be changed from the actions of ONE individual, weither they were horrid or extremely nice could change the viewpoint of the rest of the day.  Usually to the crappier with bad minded people.  I have figured through my many years as working as a cashier that there is about one nice person, I mean REALLY nice, to about seven crappy people.  I think this is due to the fact that the passing of a bad mood is more catagious than that of a happy mood.  It takes people so long to get out of a depression and only a moment to fall into it.  This could be from another individual or from a situation that cannot be avoided.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5413871032103720059?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5413871032103720059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5413871032103720059' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5413871032103720059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5413871032103720059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/06/people-effects-other-people.html' title='People effects other people.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1235362880116512313</id><published>2009-06-17T23:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:49:49.725-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another edition of is that wrong and things you can't look cool doing...</title><content type='html'>I have noticed some things over the last few weeks that makes me wonder if is it wrong:&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to hate a person who has a handicapped sticker who is parked in a regular spot when there are at least four to six empty parking stalls that are reserved for those who have the privilege?&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to build a house around a mobile home?&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong that a smart car is almost a third in length to the car I used to drive?&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to request a vehicle without airbags?  Seat belts?  Rear-view mirror?  Old cars were like this and sometimes a new idea isn't always better.&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to be really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;creeped&lt;/span&gt; out by a person (customer) that touched you on the shoulder as a nice, thanking gesture of old?&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong to be interested in the lives of the dead?  Especially if you didn't know them?&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong of fast food restaurants that have drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;thrus&lt;/span&gt; to have things on their menus that the driver has no way in all hell of eating while driving?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that brings me to something you can't look cool doing.  Garner Andrews, a morning host on a local radio, came up with this segment on his show.  I came up the ultimate.  No matter what you do you can't look cool &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;eating&lt;/span&gt; a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; split while driving down the road.  Think about it.  I did it.  Took half an hour.  But the whole thing I say to this is that I was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt; drive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; intent on only getting a milkshake or something of the sort, but instead of listing their milkshakes etc that you can't eat without the use of both hands, also one of the more cheaper items (their blizzards really went up in price!) was a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; split.  I thought, "Hey, I haven't had one of those for a while, and it's cheap too!"&lt;br /&gt;So I bought it and tried to find a parking place to munch on my new prize only to find that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;DQ&lt;/span&gt; and neighbouring Boston Pizza was both full.  Not really wanting to park a black vehicle in the sun that had no A/C I decided to try to make it home, only to see it melt only a few minutes down the road.  So, yeah, being a pig, I ate it, with a bunch of strife and hiding it away from sight of people I passed and passed me, because I thought that, after trying to poke my eye out with a halved &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; (that's why wearing glasses is cool...To save your eyes from the incoming &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bananas&lt;/span&gt;)...It didn't look cool...But it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;humorous&lt;/span&gt; enough to share.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1235362880116512313?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1235362880116512313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1235362880116512313' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1235362880116512313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1235362880116512313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/06/another-edition-of-is-that-wrong-and.html' title='Another edition of is that wrong and things you can&apos;t look cool doing...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6230222866390832140</id><published>2009-05-30T13:15:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:34:03.065-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still haven't got the innitive to get batteries...</title><content type='html'>Yes I'm that lazy that I can't go to the other room and find a pair of AA batteries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course you're talking about the person who hasn't changed her profile picture in four years.  I should get a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had an old love renewed over the last few weeks: The love of pokemon.  Kim has a project at school where she has to make a series of drawings that have a similar theme.  so she thought to do eevee evolutions.  While looking up pictures she came across some fanart and showed it to me.  Now I want to play and draw them again, how sad is that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6230222866390832140?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6230222866390832140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6230222866390832140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6230222866390832140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6230222866390832140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/05/still-havent-got-innitive-to-get.html' title='Still haven&apos;t got the innitive to get batteries...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1381893442777423611</id><published>2009-05-20T00:08:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:02:12.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fine then stupid machinery!</title><content type='html'>Instead of bringing you something funny and entertaining, my camera feels like it should be a butt and not allow me to do so.  Grrness on full alert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead I will ramble on something completely different and really boring.  I found my paperwork so I can finish with it a bit more and hopefully have the nastily worded thing ready for when my interview for bursaries happen.  School is in only a few more months and I haven't found anything as an interm job.  Hopefully one of the two libraries that I applied at will call me back for an interview for the summer job...Of course there is a possibility that they will not and I will be back looking in the newspaper for another position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for resumes and work I have been typing up and working on my application resume to send out for scholarships around the province.  I must admit that it's looking quite bare.  I was only a middle of the line student since my ambitions in high school were firmly smushed by a thoughtless councilor.  I didn't do much volunteer due to the fact that I cannot afford the fuel to work for free.  I wasn't good at sports, never applied myself to doing any real extra curricular activities and ever was given the role of leadership standing in my life.  So in the end I have a really bare resume for the people that assume the role in looking at application resumes, while my work resume is quite full.  I am a selfish person that way; I don't like doing things without making a profit at it.  But of course I love money more than anyone or anything else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't get a job I'm not too worried anyways...It just means that I will be stuck at home instead of moving out...But if cars keep dying around me then it will be a different story.  Letsee... The bronco died because of a fuel problem...Should be getting that one back.  The little blue car died because it overheated.  Why it did that, goes into the vast line of WTFs.  It has tons of antifreeze and oil and everything that a car needs to work, so probably the engine cratered and that's it for that.  I miss my old car...I can fix most of what was wrong with it when it left me stranded...And mostly that is dead battery.  So I'm in an old minivan that leaks fluids like there was a store full of the stuff.  It's okay but during it's lifetime me and it had some major issues including ditching it, ripping the nose off of it, wrong size tires on it....Yes it had and has issues but beggars can't be choosers can they?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1381893442777423611?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1381893442777423611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1381893442777423611' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1381893442777423611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1381893442777423611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/05/fine-then-stupid-machinery.html' title='Fine then stupid machinery!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5826611662049017626</id><published>2009-05-13T15:04:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T15:51:48.972-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Many Busy Days</title><content type='html'>For those who may not know, I don't really work.  I don't classify working one day a week really working.  However I have been so busy that when I think about it I really don't think I have time for work.  Between me getting sick and packing up the house I have been not keeping up with things.  On top of that I lost the paperwork for school somewhere in the mass of boxes and stuff.  It's been an interesting few weeks though.  I found papers from junior high and high school, unfortunately they aren't the ones that I was looking for.  Sometimes I wonder if I will ever find every thing that I have packed away or has the test of time wrecked things?  I even found a daytimer from Alberta's 75 anniversary!  It was far cool!  It had drawings from a group of artists, a lot of them I would declare very talented and others, they look like just scetches.  I am also amazed how much stuff can be thrown out when one gets down to it.  I had a large tote of stuff and I fit it all into a shoe box.  Though I do have a lot of paperwaste.  I am now keeping a notebook with me and writing and condensing things down, there is a lot of web sites writen on a seperate piece of paper or a musing or an idea that has been written on one piece of paper and tossed aside.  Many of the sites that I tried out have been shut down but it is interesting to find a site that is still working and ponder how I enjoyed that site enough at one time to write down the address, and morn the passage of simular sites that I still might've enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not as if I have time even for that.  I have been going out every day for something, either for Ben or myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw STAR TREK yesterday!  OMG!!!! O'Hera is hot!  I think they made it so it's a set up of another set of movies/shows, but it reminded me of a set of characters that I totally forgot about.  Chekov for examples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've been researching the parts of free comic hosting, and perhaps I will release Sinclair on smackjeeves.com but I'm not sure 100%.  I have to revamp my computer first and allow for some storage space and make sure there is no viruses or anything else that is mcnasty to it so that I can hook up and not have any problem with it holding and controlling a complete web comic in two different forms, well actually three or four if one counts the storyline and the script.  Meanwhile I shall use the last 1G that it has on it with as much flair as possible.  Hopefully it will last me until summer and my sister doesn't use it all up on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5826611662049017626?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5826611662049017626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5826611662049017626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5826611662049017626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5826611662049017626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/05/many-busy-days.html' title='The Many Busy Days'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5956901992912612698</id><published>2009-04-28T00:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:05:39.479-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*Chews On Desk With Furiousity*</title><content type='html'>There is a few things that I would like to mention at this moment in time.  I hate the way visual minorities are shoved in our face and made out that they have never did anything wrong in their whole entire history!  Call me a bigot but what people are doing out there is making me want to smack the next visual minority in the head.  Not everybody has a black, Hispanic or Asian friend in their call list to hang out for a beer on a Friday night.  And I know a person who rather not know any woman on this planet if he had the choice.  So why the crap is it on EVERY FREAKING COMMERCIAL THAT LIFE IS LIKE THIS?  Whether or not it is a food commercial or a phone commercial, there is the randomly inserted visual minority!  Sometimes they sneak it on there with a black woman hiding out in the background or the white woman with the black guy, it is never really equal out there is it?  If I was a white male actor for a commercial I have a lower chance of getting the part than someone who was a lot darker of skin, or French.  I used to be not like this but as I have grown and watched from the sidelines this has become an issue.  Has our own society gone to hell in thinking that we must always be so politically correct that we cannot refuse someone who is actually not qualified for a job, based on the fact that he is a visual minority?  What happens if it goes the other way?  What if there is a place that is ran by the visual minority and they hired a lone white guy.  After a time the lone white guy is cut hours and such because he sticks out of the place like a sore thumb.  What is the rules and protection for that guy?  I don't think I have ran across that.  Most of the laws protect the minority and in the long run it has segmented the country into pockets of people that live with their own kind.  The borders have allowed people who cannot function properly in this society (Like a closet is a closet not a bathroom for gosh sakes, and no you can't plant potatoes in your living room floor when you live in an apartment) and kick out the people that could function in this society. &lt;br /&gt;    Why am I suddenly speaking out like this?  Simple I am frustrated at the third story of white, western Europe people getting kicked out of the country when they have a steady home here, speak one or both our national languages, highly educated, benefits to our society while every SINGLE F-ING time I call a government agency or bank I cannot understand a word that they say.  Hello person with an accent from a country that I cannot pronounce, you now live here.  I speak English.  Some of the other peoples speak French.  Last I looked those were the basic requirements to be in this country speak one of two.  If you want to have your language at home, fine.  Congrats to you.  But the next time I begin to speak a different language in front of you, don't criticize me of saying something offensive, when it really wasn't.  Now you know how we feel.&lt;br /&gt;    Last but not least this was the most hilarious thing I ever heard, and it now makes me wonder about little old ladies with two coloured mitts on.  A car went into repair one day and it was found to have red paint on the brake, green on the gas.  Post it notes all across the dash, taped to the steering wheel.  This isn't notes about to pick up eggs and milk and the doctors appointment at four, this was instructions on how to drive the car.  If you need instructions posted all throughout the car to tell one how to drive said car, I think it's time to hand in the license.  But here's the scary part; she didn't have one.  Never had one.  I can't tell how many of these people cruising around in cars that are registered and insured (or not) out there...But here's a point to consider; does the government?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    For the government they have their own stack of woes, mainly paperwork.  Even though the systems of the inner workings have been transfered to computerization the fact of the matter is that they like asking the same question over and over again like some old man with dementia.  As if to snare you into a trap of letting you answer a question wrong once to make it their way at least once, so that they don't have to deal with you.  Hello?  People don't speak legalese.  If we did then there wouldn't be any use for having lawyers anymore.  Stupid politicians.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5956901992912612698?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5956901992912612698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5956901992912612698' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5956901992912612698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5956901992912612698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/04/chews-on-desk-with-furiousity.html' title='*Chews On Desk With Furiousity*'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1690124369028186979</id><published>2009-04-20T20:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:11:50.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I blame the Library useage increases on my family...</title><content type='html'>Yay for Alberta!  Most libraries have declared that they had double digit increases in usage and items getting taken out.  This is reportedly the same across the country and like everything else it is blamed for the economy.  Can it be that people don't want to pay for books that lay around in their homes.  I can say the same thing.  I have more than one bookcase that is stacked full of books that I will never read again (can't say that for my manga).  So why not read them once, and let someone else read them?  TY Libraries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truckers, drug dealers and animal carcases live here!  I couldn't believe that the news delivered a news article like that.  If it wasn't so gruesome I would've laughed myself silly.  Who writes this article like this?  What does Drug dealers have to do with Truckers?  Unless one of them gets run over with a semi what does it matter in a neighborhood if there is a bunch of truckers living there?  However if you put animal carcases in the mix with any of the above it makes one question: Did the animal get hit by a truck or drugged to death.  Both still outlandishly to be reported on the evening news.  On my way to work I see animal carcases on an almost daily routine.  I just try not to hit them myself, and other than the unlucky  ground squirrel I've been lucky.  Animal die of overdose...I've heard of dogs digging up stashes and getting quite stoned so I can foresee this.  I don't know why... Perhaps there is way too many dumbass dogs out there for this not to happen.  In the end the truth was far from these two scenarios that I have presented.  There was the bodies of two young male bucks were dumped with their bodies dismembered and their horns cut off.  The police think that they were killed in the hunting season and then frozen and dumped at that area.  -_-  People are dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about animals, whenever there is one that wonders into the city that seems to make it newsworthy.  You wonder where in the world we all matter to it when a murder story involving a young person takes less time than a young female moose running around the suburbs and needing police to control it.  It's as if no one ever saw a moose in their lives before.  Darn soft news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for stupid dumb people I am hating people around construction zones.  Mainly those who speed up to the point and cut me off.  I think that people should start being less considerate to those people.  Especially those who had sat in traffic patiently and get to be later and later because of some dumb ass person in a hyped up honda civic that decided to speed up to the point that the road becomes squeezed into one lane and hops into the line, making everyone slow up and take more time.  I've once been reduced to a 20 km/hr in a 70 zone because of stupid people like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...The last thing of note:  I'm even going more blind than I already am.  I get to see the specialist again tomorrow and hopefully they get to have more of an opinion than "I don't know why it's doing that."  Grrness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in other news I have posted Chapter 19 in Twin Earth and the Prelude in Wish Book. Enjoy the extra reads people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1690124369028186979?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1690124369028186979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1690124369028186979' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1690124369028186979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1690124369028186979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-blame-library-useage-increases-on-my.html' title='I blame the Library useage increases on my family...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-2253412737758753104</id><published>2009-04-11T13:27:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T13:51:56.205-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with snow in a thunderstorm...</title><content type='html'>Yeah that was intense.  Building a snowman in a middle of a thunderstorm.  Only in Alberta!  I wish our sled trail had survived it because I so wanted to say that I waz sledding in the rain, but since we didn't have a good base to it yet we never had a chance.  It's amazing how quick of a melt that we are having.  In a week we almost had all of our snow melted, and today we face a high of 13*C!  Insane!  Just to think a month ago we had -30*C weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Easter to all!  I'm not going to be online so I decided to say it early.  I'm usually late for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also came to announce the starting of yet another story blog, &lt;a href="http://wishinabook.blogspot.com/"&gt;Wish Book.&lt;/a&gt;  I have yet to post the first chapter but it will come quickly, I promise.  But not this weekend...But before next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also a new job, but I think I will quit before I start.  It is selling knives and unfortunatly it is to sell to your friends and family first and to be frank I don't think any of them need high quality knifeware in their lives at the moment.  I think it will be a failure before it starts, so why try?  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been accepted into school!  Now I can go out and get further into debt for something that *MIGHT* help me in the future...I'm starting to get tired of these type of ventures.  However, it will prove to me once again that I'm not too old to go to school and meet new people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-2253412737758753104?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2253412737758753104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=2253412737758753104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2253412737758753104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2253412737758753104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/04/playing-with-snow-in-thunderstorm.html' title='Playing with snow in a thunderstorm...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7235902484293646851</id><published>2009-04-08T02:07:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T02:28:50.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I like dressing up, yes I do!</title><content type='html'>I'm giving you the right to not go through the hundred and forty some posts and uploading some pics of me up onto the internet.  *Gasp in horror and die*  I know, I said that I would never do such a thing but since I stole a pikky from other peoples, I figure that the internet already has my picture on it so what's the harm in putting a few more on it?&lt;br /&gt;Lets see there is Animethon 2005...Guess who I am *hehehe*  Gosh I hates that picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdxfLop2R9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/arSP1HTrNAM/s1600-h/416291786mcNEzt_fs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdxfLop2R9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/arSP1HTrNAM/s320/416291786mcNEzt_fs.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322233513141225426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then getting ready for Bellerose Anime Festival and being there at the school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdxfLp5b4BI/AAAAAAAAAGo/wASiKw7lZso/s1600-h/HPIM0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdxfLp5b4BI/AAAAAAAAAGo/wASiKw7lZso/s320/HPIM0949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322233513475039250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdxfK3UJDPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vURbpRThkms/s1600-h/HPIM0952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdxfK3UJDPI/AAAAAAAAAGg/vURbpRThkms/s320/HPIM0952.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322233499896843506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a moogle if no one can figure that out ~Sighs~  The corset was tight and a pain by the time I got home but i would do it again by yar!  I have a lot of people who had saved their game.  I so want to do that again at a bigger con!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I love being able to cosplay...If I had unlimited fundage and talent I would go around to every con and dress up...And buy more anime and manga than I already have...And more souvenirs than I already have...I should post them too when I finish organizing my stuff.  I don't want to be a complete slob in front of the internet peeps do I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about peeps I love those marshmallow yellow bundles of doom.  I eat their heads first...Does anybody else do that?  Easter...The last venue to get chocolate before Halloween, which if I don't get out of the house before then I probably be out trick-or-treating again...Amazingly out here no one cares how old you are and dumps enough candy to have a diabetic coma in the car with.  Frankly stating me sister and I gots a green garbage bag full each, and we came home early and got out late.  Even still, I think my peers don't look too highly for me continuing to do that and I'm setting a bad example.  Oh well free candy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7235902484293646851?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7235902484293646851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7235902484293646851' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7235902484293646851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7235902484293646851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-like-dressing-up-yes-i-do.html' title='I like dressing up, yes I do!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdxfLop2R9I/AAAAAAAAAGw/arSP1HTrNAM/s72-c/416291786mcNEzt_fs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-17173170481928064</id><published>2009-04-06T19:09:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:44:20.319-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My House Eats Stuff!  And Matters of the Heart....</title><content type='html'>One would think that if there was something missing that one could go back to the one spot that you last had it and it's not there.  You go looking around a simular place and it's not there.  Look at an unusual spot that one would find it and it's not there.  Stuff gets eatten, and it's not only at my place I find but at the most other people's places at well.  It's sad how much stuff goes missing within the wilds of other stuff.  Oh wait...Hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was right here all along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I've been devouring books at a great amount, so much that the librarian is afraid to call me anymore since I bring in and check out about 20 books every time and visit her at least once a week.  Even though most of the books that I take out has been in the junior or Young adult but I've found that they have more varied amount of topics than the adult books.  Even still I've been reading some adult books as well as some non-fiction as well.  One of which is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Marley and Me&lt;/span&gt;, the book that the movie was based on.  It made me laugh and cry and remember because one of my own dogs was so much like Marley that I wonder if he could be a brother in mentality because there would be no way for him to be brother in blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course I haven't been able to choose the greatest of pets in my lifetime.  The first pet that I had all on my own was Snowflake Obsidian (Name of a rock)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdqrn0FmKiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dP7xhBtAbZA/s1600-h/Flaky+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdqrn0FmKiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dP7xhBtAbZA/s320/Flaky+-+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321754610177026594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And she lived to her name.  She was as dumb as a rock and often (vocally) came to pester the whole household whenever she was outta water, food or needed her washroom cleaned.  Even though she wondered when she was going to be attacked by my sister or a dog she raced away only to glance around the corner to see if one was following so that the chase could continue.  She often latched herself to the top of our curious dog, Healy, head.  I always found it funny to pry off her claws from the head of an animal whose head is larger than the cat herself.  She was small and liked hiding in areas away from our grasp so sometimes we find a clump of her fur in the most unlikest of places.  I'm waiting until we pull up the floor of the house and find all of her cat toys that she stashed in the vents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdqroTyJq4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Dz63d6B6hvE/s1600-h/HPIM0769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SdqroTyJq4I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Dz63d6B6hvE/s320/HPIM0769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321754618685401986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then there is the two dogs.  Buddy (the gray one on the left) and Healy (The black one on the right)  Buddy came to us as a stray drop off that had some major issues.  When he finally wouldn't leave I gave him a bath and found that someone had shot him with a paintball.  Later I found that a lot of people of a certain nationality like shooting dogs with paintballs, pellet guns and even rifles.  A lot of them show up in the pounds with need of major surgery and in the end some had to be put down because of this.  It was possible that Buddy was one of these dogs, or just wondered into the way of someone playing on one of the acreages here.  Either way he was too friendly for his own good and loved his food.  He was useless as far as doing dog duties ie. barking when people arrived, playing any sort of game...We also found out that we couldn't keep him pinned in at all.  He would climb out of wire cages, find his way out of wooden fences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdq46adtP8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/QKYNVgQsfd0/s1600-h/Healy+-+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdq46adtP8I/AAAAAAAAAGE/QKYNVgQsfd0/s200/Healy+-+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321769223367507906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And then there was Healy... We had him since he was a pup and he was the most strangest puppy that I've met in a long time.  When he was first brought home he didn't chew on shoes, instead he fell asleep on mine, and only mine, and slept with his nose firmly planted in it.  His front paws were twice the size of his back paws (Which was the size of them all the way until he died) and a tongue that was far too large for his mouth.  He was a good sniffer for sure and we always joked that he should've been trained as a drug dog for the police.  He liked playing frisbee and hockey, even getting so much that he would&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdq5jYLUhnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0gsN6wATV7s/s1600-h/Healy+-+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdq5jYLUhnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/0gsN6wATV7s/s200/Healy+-+5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321769927128155762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; body check someone in order to get to the fabled prize: the puck or ball or anything that he so desired.  I guess it would be the part of retriever or Great Dane in him that made him so good at it.  Even though getting the puck, or ball back away from him is something that is difficult to do. &lt;br /&gt;     Also like Marley in the book he would destroy things when it came to a storm or fireworks.  Unthankfully it was Buddy who taught him to be afraid.  It was until we got Buddy that we started to run into problems.  He destroyed form ply and wire fencing, until his bullheadedness would force himself out.  The last winter we had him it was hard on his hips so that it was cruel to tie him up anymore.  He still liked to play and track down milkbones and even when his sight and hearing went he still would come to my whistle.  When you come to own a dog as long as I did Healy it's hard not to think that a dog ages when they still are doing the things he did as a puppy.  I once found my arthritic dog curled up on my shoes, snoring away.  It made me smile.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdq3K5uBt4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/qVrozpnZ45g/s1600-h/HPIM0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdq3K5uBt4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/qVrozpnZ45g/s320/HPIM0868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321767307612108674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is Snookums.  She trained Buddy to lay down whenever she commanded so she could lay on top of him.  She's now 12 and lordess of this property.  Weither it be wild dogs, other cats or even a passing fox she launches herself into attack mode and chases them off.  After losing Healy and Buddy this year we have been lucky to still have her around, still playful (to attacking falling leaves, snow and her own tail) and loving.  She was another stray that was left behind when a neighbor took off in the middle of the night.  While our other neighbor will feed any wild cat, he assumes that she's ours.  It didn't help that she had to wear a tick collar last year because we found her with a couple of the parasites bounding off of her *Uuugh* Now she's clear and even five minutes ago she was happily tracking down the fox to chase it off the property.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdq3K5uBt4I/AAAAAAAAAF8/qVrozpnZ45g/s1600-h/HPIM0868.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-17173170481928064?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/17173170481928064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=17173170481928064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/17173170481928064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/17173170481928064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-house-eats-stuff-and-matters-of.html' title='My House Eats Stuff!  And Matters of the Heart....'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/Sdqrn0FmKiI/AAAAAAAAAFs/dP7xhBtAbZA/s72-c/Flaky+-+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4414005347337077748</id><published>2009-04-02T21:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:23:17.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The name of my blog is how I feel today...</title><content type='html'>Confused and Confuddled is all that explains all my actions that I am now placing myself on the path that is laid out before me.  Now that I have said that extreme amount of nothingness I shall elaborate on it. *blarg*  Okay it goes like this: I have gone to the point that I could be now editing and compressing the story of Sinclair of Twin earth &lt;a href="http://kamiakaitwin.blogspot.com/"&gt;(See Here if this makes no sense to you)&lt;/a&gt; So I'm now at the crossroads in the whole episode that I could start production of the manga/graphic novel immediately but I have to state that the world of Twin Earth isn't built yet.  This comes to the meaning that over the last few years I have spent time working on the mini-story that is placed in the scenery of another world that I have built in a novel form that I haven't worked on or thought of for years.  So my concern is now should I leave everything on hold and work slowly on production of the graphic novel and work on publishing the novels and finishing all the tales that are just now sitting in a two inch binder and wait to publish it at the same time.  I fret and worry about these kinds of things all the time, and in the end I always get screwed around by bad publishers or agents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The desire to be known to the general public is strong but I don't want to be in the spotlight, par se.  I have seen many artist desire this as well.  I think it comes down to that there is something that drives our creations to be wanting to be in the spotlight but the artist (writer) themselves want to disappear under the shadow of the creation.  However, there always come some amount of even the minutest artist that pokes out, even if they hide under another creation, a name that they write/draw under.  This is some part of them that they as a person could point over and go "Hey it's not me, it's him/her", but it's still not a real person.  I've toyed with writing and drawing under a different name, mainly because I can't come up with a writers signature for my own name.  Lame excuse isn't it?  In all seriousness I have to admit that my name came from a character in a book, and that in itself has to imply that I am simply a character in my own rights. &lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm going to stop that rant because I will only write myself back in a full circle and that will not come to any conclusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how people would react if I put my hair up with pens and pencils at work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody know how those preloaded VISA or MASTERCARDs work?  Will they work online for stuff, say on e-bay or elsewhere?  I have read that they are accepted anywhere they accept VISA/MASTERCARD but I'm not sure if that includes the internet...I'm really paranoid about using my real card on the online shops so I'm interested if I get a card with a set amount on it and use it if it would work...That way if someone gets my number on the preloaded card, I'm only screwed out of the balance and no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the end does anybody really, really care?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4414005347337077748?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4414005347337077748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4414005347337077748' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4414005347337077748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4414005347337077748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/04/name-of-my-blog-is-how-i-feel-today.html' title='The name of my blog is how I feel today...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6433619902948341464</id><published>2009-03-26T22:25:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:48:11.957-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Online Personalities and Paperwork....</title><content type='html'>It's tax time again and it's time to do all that FUN paperwork once again... That means I pull apart my desk, causing many avalanches in the process.  Meanwhile there is always something missing or something that has to be called upon or something that has to faxed away.  I was good and got (most) of it done.  (Yay me!)  Meanwhile I have found a piece of paper that informed me that there is a few people who would like me to write about my online personalities, so all you lucky people you all get a first hand experience into my online life.  Well of two characters of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lalita Mae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/ScxXpNkPTTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-BOaobe2BMo/s1600-h/Top_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 288px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/ScxXpNkPTTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-BOaobe2BMo/s320/Top_002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317721625545624882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Lalita Mae, sister of Guinivere Redwolf, a person that was a FW of the plains.  Lalita Mae went from Ar to the forests of Gor.  There she was accepted by the panther girls of Tri-Moons.  After a few years a few Panther Girls and her went off and created the proud band of Wild Woods.  There she was a High Girl and was a famed hunter of larls and Panthers.  (and sometimes Males as well).  A craver and healer by trade, many of the services of both provided gold and other liquid assets to the Band.  Lost her position in the Band due to RT loss of password and other distractions.  Is now a Free Panther looking for a new band due to the closure of Wild Woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kami Akai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/ScxeYzV9FUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EFizSuQ37BM/s1600-h/kamiweb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/ScxeYzV9FUI/AAAAAAAAAFk/EFizSuQ37BM/s320/kamiweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317729040209876290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Pic drawn a long time ago...2006...I should update it)  A red head magician used only on Armitage Dimention.  Closest to me in personality but has the ability to use any of the spells on Final Fantasy as well as the Dragon Slave from Slayers (Lina Inverse), usually for the betterment of the CB.  Usually I am either at work or at home with a slow internet connection that makes it impossible for quick interaction, or even being constant in a conversation.  Occassionally can change forms between human, cat, but mostly fox:  A form of a form changing spell. Yeah nothing else to say about her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6433619902948341464?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6433619902948341464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6433619902948341464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6433619902948341464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6433619902948341464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/03/online-personalities-and-paperwork.html' title='Online Personalities and Paperwork....'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/ScxXpNkPTTI/AAAAAAAAAFc/-BOaobe2BMo/s72-c/Top_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4695226850985725351</id><published>2009-03-19T23:06:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T23:55:10.281-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are being annoying....Again!</title><content type='html'>It's time for revenge of the annoying...&lt;br /&gt;#1.  Telus has been double billing us.  The dumb butts were threatening to ruin my credit and we finally settled down to do our taxes and found out that there was an internet charge on the phone bill.  So they've been charging two different bills for one service.  Therefore we must complain to a real person in which is something I dislike doing.  I'll complain online but when it actually comes to complaining to a person then I really hate doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2.  Vehicles.  That's it.  It's done.  The poor grey beast drove it's last trip.  The starter has a problem that requires the removal of the transmission and that means that it's too much for me to do considering the cost of the car.  I wouldn't drop a transmission on a vehicle that I really like I'm not doing it to one that I don't overly care for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3.  Other peoples negative waves.  This sounds so hippish but it's not that far from the truth.  Lately I've seen so many negatives waves get thrown around that I'm soon going to be bringing out my hammer of supreme justice on people.  That or at least a swift kick in the ass.  I thrive for positive words and I try to push on trying to make it so that others hear positive things as well.  That makes it difficult in todays world, where there is worldwide problems and everyone has to hear about them.  Meanwhile everything that is going on with the world makes me more and more wanting to be a nationalist and say "F You!" to the rest of the world.  To me that might cause some more problems as a worldwide trader but it might help the people in our own country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4. Now Hiring signs.  There are so many Now Hiring signs all over the place but as soon as you drop off your resume the people say, "Oh we're not hiring right now."  "It's been slow so we might not be hiring."  It's one way or the other people!  You either ARE hiring or NOT.  There is no other way to look at it.  Why should you have a "Now hiring" sign in the window if you're not hiring?  Face the facts people!  If you don't have a job take down the bloody sign, when there is a job there, put the sign back up.  What is that going to cost you in the long run?  A piece of paper and some tape.  Not like the piss-me-off like having a sign for a position that isn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5. Internet applications.  "Oh we are hiring but we cannot take your application here, you have to apply online."  Oh how I want to smack the person who invented internet applications.  No even worse than that, I want to put them through a meat grinder when they are still alive, cook the meat, feed it to pigs and then burn the pig waste.  Maybe feed it to the pigs a second time.  If they only knew how long it took for someone on dial-up to fill in an online application form they might've put the whole thing at least on one page, but no.  The people have to split up the resume that it had to break everything down into tiny little pieces so that a 15 question application would take 2 1/2 hours to fill in.  RAWR!  The only promise that I wish Chrietian (Our last prime minister) stuck with is that everyone would have access to high speed internet, but no that wasn't a high priority.  We had to have something like gun registry, which is the stupidist thing I have ever heard of.  A person could build a gun with pipe and no register it.  Also what type of criminal would commit a crime with a registered weapon.  Also it's not as if the weapon had to have a bullet sent in so it's marked.  Anyways....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6.  People saying they will do anything for the environment.  Bull Crap! Here is a picture from last years inventory of the recycled cartridges:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/ScMtOG8Sj5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4Xk8PSgHpgk/s1600-h/HPIM0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/ScMtOG8Sj5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4Xk8PSgHpgk/s320/HPIM0018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315141705632223122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Neat huh?) But this year we had only 1/5th of the cartridges of that of last year.  I doubt that there is only 1/5th of the people printing out there.  Also there has been a decrease in our output due to the fact that no one uses our services.  I would also like to inform people that there is very few printers that have INCREASED their output in the last few years.  More than a few have actually made the cartridges SMALLER even though their size hasn't decreased.  Complicated isn't it?  That's what the corporations want you to think.  Many of the new printers come with half filled cartridges so you have to go out and buy another cartridge right away.  Another thing the printer corporations love doing is give out large print capacities on the boxes of their cartridges but only base that on a 5% cover rate.  That is a stupid amount because 5% isn't really much at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4695226850985725351?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4695226850985725351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4695226850985725351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4695226850985725351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4695226850985725351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/03/things-are-being-annoyingagain.html' title='Things are being annoying....Again!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/ScMtOG8Sj5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/4Xk8PSgHpgk/s72-c/HPIM0018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-290312454682377879</id><published>2009-03-13T02:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T02:38:13.211-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Internet life has been getting pretty odd...</title><content type='html'>If anybody ever asks I never add anyone onto my MSN...So why is it that there is always about ten people who add me everyday?  It's not as if I have given out my email addy in a long time either.  I have had in the past someone add me to yell at me for being quicker than them to get the assigned email address but now it's just odd.  On the one hand I want to block them all so that I wouldn't have to talk to them online, but in the end I add them for the fact that there are lots of people out there that know my email and I don't want to black anyone that I may have some association to, unless their name is in a different language.&lt;br /&gt;This brings me to the point of the point.  Where are they getting this info and what are they planning on doing with it?  Is it mass terrorism of the masses?  Probably not.  I have lots of people MSNing me for a one night stand.  Where on earth would they think that I'm even into that kind of thing?  Sorry to inscribe a disturbing image into peoples minds but I'm not into that.  Even so there is a message every two hours, like clockwork, asking me to click on this link so that I can "hook up" with a nearby single person.  Give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, anyone know of any RP chat sites?  The one that I was chatting on forever has closed down permanently.  I'm saddened by the fact, due to the mistake of a password and username I was unable to sign in to the site for about a year and I was able to sign in, just in time for it to shut down.  It is difficult to find one in which people are satisfied with simple script and not something that has their own character running around on screen.  An example of what I'm talking about would be WoW (And if you don't know what I'm talking about get back under that rock you're living under and die).  Meanwhile the "old fashioned" chat rooms are dying out.  Call me old school but that is what I'm used to and it was the newest fangled thing out there when I first came onto the internet.  Dial-up was speedy then too.  Wow I'm aging myself aren't I?  Either way I'm depressed that I have to find another site, establish a persona and everything once more.  I had a good set of people to RP with unfortunately with the invention of the new style of chatrooms, RL and "accidents" happening to their characters the room died and now is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing that I am tired of is that whenever one goes job-hunting online anymore there is very few postings that will actually give you a physical address to go down to and submit your resume.  I'm tired of employers thinking that could save time by running email scanner bugs and search out certain words in a resume and in those words they will find the perfect person.  If that was true then there would be more dictionaries in the work force.  In all seriousness  though I thought to try to apply online and it took me more than two hours to perform a simple application!  These websites are not built for people that are stuck on dial-up and I think that the bandwidth or whatever it is called for the internet in general is going to suffer as a result.  To put this into perspective; when the internet was new the pages were simple and essentially not nice to look at.   Then came simple graphics that were quick to load... Then came the real killer, the websites that one has to load a moving graphic that is in high quality to even enter the site.  I really hate those, it takes me so long to access the site to see if it even relevant to what I'm looking for that I could've done so many more tasks in the meantime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well it all comes with change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-290312454682377879?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/290312454682377879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=290312454682377879' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/290312454682377879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/290312454682377879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-internet-life-has-been-getting.html' title='My Internet life has been getting pretty odd...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-8303555951370575937</id><published>2009-03-10T18:28:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T18:39:02.051-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hating you makes me have a warm fuzzy feeling inside...</title><content type='html'>I have to laugh at that saying everytime I see it on the happy bunny items. &lt;br /&gt;But it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken the time to actually read some of my own blogs and I realize I hate stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the top of my list is,&lt;br /&gt;Pants...&lt;br /&gt;Snow...&lt;br /&gt;Cold...&lt;br /&gt;Heat...&lt;br /&gt;Water...&lt;br /&gt;My Boyfriend...And especially his parents....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes there is a lot more but that is just one of the things that make me happy.  I have supreme pleasure out of hating things.  Does this make me a bad person?  Probably.  Will I recieve treatment for this condition?  Definely not.  A lot of people say to do things that make you happy and hating the world seems to be one of those things for me.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for other things...The weather has been retarded.  The radio even says that mothernature around here is going through menapause.  It's going from nice, to windier than hell, to snowing but otherwise nice, to windy, to freezing ass cold, to nice and then, just in time for me to work, going to snow.  In a week there is a chance that it will peek out to a 16 degrees above zero.  I'm scepticial but if it would happen we would have over a 50 degree swing in a matter of a week.  I'm sick of it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke another starter in half in my car.  I have spent more in towing in the last month than the original cost of the flipping thing.  To make matters worse is that I loaded the bottles from work into it and didn't take them out.  I have over $30 sitting in the trunk.  Anyone want to steal it now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-8303555951370575937?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8303555951370575937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=8303555951370575937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8303555951370575937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8303555951370575937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/03/hating-you-makes-me-have-warm-fuzzy.html' title='Hating you makes me have a warm fuzzy feeling inside...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-2355892118073040199</id><published>2009-02-08T17:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T18:06:08.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New year, New bitch</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been ignoring my emails, due to the fact that every time I open them there is a huge pile of sorting just waiting to spring upon me with hungry time-wasting jaws.  Everything from real truly important emails to the time wasting moronic speed dating ones...Oh we can't forget about the Viagra emails that have interesting short paragraphs at the top that if one puts them all together makes a pretty funny romance novel.  gah.  Either way who on earth has the innitive or time to go around making these emails that waste time for everybody else to clear out their accounts and delete them in the end?  Also I would love to find out how they get my email accounts in the first place.  I bet random hackers go around and investigate one's computer and if they don't find anything interesting they grab all your email accounts and sell them off to spammers!  Stupid spammers.  I've ranted about them before to various people but after a while they left me alone but now they are back stuffing my obscenely huge email folder full of the daily pills, scams and other useless information that I have to (slowly) file through and delete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other rants we bought a new snowracer to replace the snowfox that was demolished last year in a spectacular fall off of mount grindy.  I shoulda got that one on film, oh well.  In it's primer run the snowracer broke it's handle, throwing Kim off of it.  Simply to say that the older technology lasted almost 20 years versus maybe 20 minutes (set-up time included) and it wasn't as if we lauched her off the huge snowbank that we had last year...It was only off the snow covered hill and not a built up snowpile.  There goes any of our hopes of making a run that came off the house roof. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid skates.  I wanted to go skating this year and see if I could handle it with a failing knee and if I could we could build a rink in the backyard.  Why not it was really good weather for it with it dipping into the neg 30s.  So went looking for them.  Never found them.  Neither did we find Ben's skates.  Betting dollars to doughnuts we'll find them in the summer when it's plus 30 out.  I could almost guarantee that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally resigned myself to going back to school.  If that happens then I will have NO outside life for the next 2 years.  However I'm OK with that.  Kim on the other hand isn't as welcome to the idea.  She wants to a bunch of cons over the next year and I'm not sure if I could afford to go,  but I do go I already have most of my next costume ready unless I think of a new idea for cosplay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's on the job hunt again.  Even though many people are crying out recession and such I think it's only a cry made out by the journalists that is causing most of this downfall here in Canada.  To think it through there is a lot of help wanted signs all over the place and it's not as if the people are responding to it.  The people out there is just getting too greedy for their own good and wouldn't take the lower paid jobs even though they are offered.  On the other hand large companies are looking at their pocketbooks and not the desires of their customers to increase their profits.  An example of which is the American Car Companies.  Their cars are now riddled with expansive repairs that could only be done with their technicians and their designs are ugly.  This isn't only my point of view but many of the people who I've talked to.  Face it cars out there right now are dangerous, unreliable and downright UGLY.  I'm not talking like the fat girl with braces I'm talking beaten with an ugly stick until it has hair only in patches, 700 hundred pounds with one tooth, cross eyed, puke and three day old food on its chest and no discernible language ugly.&lt;br /&gt;*Clears throat* so back to the main topic of this part of the rant I'm off job begging once more.  I really hate to do that but face it with tumbling debt and desire to go back to school I cannot afford to stay at the job that I'm at.  There is also a little more to that but I'm going to hold back today with it.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm done and this will take long enough to make into a blog *shakes a fist*  stupid dialup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-2355892118073040199?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2355892118073040199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=2355892118073040199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2355892118073040199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2355892118073040199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/02/new-year-new-bitch.html' title='New year, New bitch'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7746466910731877933</id><published>2009-01-03T13:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T14:34:38.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a couple months hasn't it?</title><content type='html'>Sorry for not keeping up with this blog a lot has been happening over the last two months.&lt;br /&gt;First of all I was writing for NaNoWriMo for the month of November.  I tried to complete it but found out that I had no interest in the story after half way into it.  Next year I should just work on something that I have well planned, not just an extension of a story I wrote in the seventh grade.  Either way I got further than I did last year and that makes me happy.  I'm now working on three other stories and hopefully that will keep me interested for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other news we had to put down Buddy.  It was hard but the best for him.  That all what matters.  So we are now on the hunt for another dog, hopefully something fluffy, but not too small.  We had seen a few puppies that interested us but we haven't actually went to see them.  The internet is a wonderous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then come Christmas.  This year was busier than usual.  First off I had to actually spend some time at Ben's family this year.  That meant that the Christmas at my household had to be put on hold.  Also to note that I have had enough turkey that I don't want to see the bird for another seven months at least!  So I spent Christmas and Boxing Day with Ben's family and extended family.  As for Christmas at home, we were still opening gifts on Saturday, after work.  I think people spoiled each other once more, but it was all in good fun.  We got the tree three weeks ahead of the holiday and all that equated to is that we were three hours earlier than usual.  How crazy is that? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also welcome to the cold weather.  How I hate it.  I've so far had a frozen car three out of four Saturdays.  It's not fair!  I even tried to start them and let them run but to no avail.  Hopefully it will snap soon or I'll be hibernating and not going out for a job until April, and I need the money.  *Growls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to school!  People wonder why I'm going to go back, well it's because of the accident.  They still haven't fixed my eyesight and therefore I wouldn't be going back to work like I am so back for retraining.  Well I'm off hopefully I will be on with another post soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7746466910731877933?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7746466910731877933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7746466910731877933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7746466910731877933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7746466910731877933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-couple-months-hasnt-it.html' title='It&apos;s been a couple months hasn&apos;t it?'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7186184158457849118</id><published>2008-10-23T01:47:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T02:22:47.282-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I think this might develop into a problem...</title><content type='html'>For starters I have to say this:  I DO NOT LIKE CHANGE.&lt;br /&gt;Change stinks.  Changes bites.  Changes make the world blow major chunks and makes my life a major hell.  End of discussion.  End of sentence. And no I'm not talking about the hard stuff that you get at the end of the day when you hand in a $20 bill, I rather in fact like that kind of change.  Makes you feel rich when you don't have much money.  No I'm talking about the things you can't do anything about so it throws you into a semi-depressive state.&lt;br /&gt;The normal people out there are going to read this and then go think I have fallen off the deep end with this one but give me a while and I will explain.&lt;br /&gt;What do I find when I log into blogger?  CHANGE!  I had to my eyeballs with things getting moved around on me.  First it was the username into google account I grumble because my user name was a 9 letter easy flowing rheumatically typing thingamajig, the email address that I am forced to use now has a @ sign in it which makes it have no flow to the type.  I may rant but it's going somewhere.  ---&gt; over there.    Anyways today they changed where the comments go.  Fine dandy, BUT on a couple of the blogs that I read some of the funky stuff that they added to the blog that you people with high speed internet get to enjoy, suddenly ATE THE FREAKING COMMENT BAR!  So sorry no comments for my friends.... EVER AGAIN YOU HOSERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do realize that I am complaining about blogger on blogger but I'm agrivated.  I'm a red-head.  And there is a GOD DAMNED FRUIT FLY BUZZING AROUND MY HEAD for some reason...Die flying demon die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA I squashed it's little body into a little black ball...ADD much?  yes.  Oh look at the sparkles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting serious again though this does cause problems with people who cannot have things change easily for them like people with autism.  Or dial up.  Or crap ass computers that are barely able to hook online with the browser that they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or just oooh look at the sparkles...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SQA0BpauMrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_ZsJkP0KBmg/s1600-h/th_galaxybg.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 123px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SQA0BpauMrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_ZsJkP0KBmg/s320/th_galaxybg.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260261567671186098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7186184158457849118?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7186184158457849118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7186184158457849118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7186184158457849118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7186184158457849118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-think-this-might-develop-into-problem.html' title='I think this might develop into a problem...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/SQA0BpauMrI/AAAAAAAAAEY/_ZsJkP0KBmg/s72-c/th_galaxybg.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5283485815030763586</id><published>2008-10-08T22:42:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:28:50.886-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry about that...</title><content type='html'>I've been far too busy this summer to wait for blogger and it's rediculisly long wait time to sign in that never seems to work on dial up to bring people up to date.  It doesn't seem to matter anyways because the world of blogger has died so badly that no one checks other peoples blogs on a regular basis anymore anyways.  Or they don't update their own anyways or post things in which it is really REALLY hard to make a comment on anyways.  meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will bring people up to speed on my life and what is going on with it before my migraine hits and I get a headache for doing this.  I'm not sure why I'm doing this other than I feel that I have to every once in a while or my conscious hits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animethon - I went again this year...And I have to admit it that I was the most disappointed in it so much that I'm not sure that I want to go next year.  I'm not sure if it was the lack of the crowds or that the weather had something to do with it but it seemed lacking this year and that was sad.  Not many people glomped or took photos.  There weren't that many people period.  The crowds weren't there, the volunteers are volunteers and I thank them for what they do but when someone e-mails them and sends them messages please send them a line back!  The only saving grace was the cheap deals that I found there that I never found outside Animethon.  Thanks vendors!  I would add photos of the costumes that I made but I am not waiting for it to load up online and I couldn't find any of us online.  Sorry people of the online world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healy - We lost our quarter dog Healy this summer.  It's a sad thing but what can one do.  The unfortunate part is that our other dog Buddy is now depressed with the other dog gone.... *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bodyworlds One - Which was very cool.  If there is anyone who is interested in the body in any way I highly recommend it.  I have one warning though...There is a lot of penises.  But I got to touch a lung, a liver and chips of arms.  My sister and I spent over three hours in the exhibit and watched as people sped by the exhibits.  Concerning the cost of the tickets I'm amazed how people didn't take the time to enjoy what they were viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garden - We got pumpkins!  I'm surprised!  I got mom a plant as a lark and it took over the garden.  We got 11 mid-sized pumpkins off the plant last week that were good and threw away a couple of them.  Why should this be a big whoop-de-do?  Simple, this is Northern Alberta and the likelihood of getting a good pumpkin off a plant is fairly low.  So I can't wait to start cutting into them for Halloween! As well as our normal amount of potatoes, carrots, onions, peas, strawberries and other munchies.  yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story and Artwork - I will be posting Chapter 14 on my story blog.  I would like to thank Liz and Bubbles for showing an interest where others have not.  Thanks guys I love you!  It wouldn't be updated as much as would like but hey what can I say?  Also I will be reactivating my account over at fanart central due to some interest maybe I can hook my sister into doing that as a favor for me.  I'm wanting to work on seventeen trillion ideas but none of them seem to come to fruit.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I can think of right now.  Enjoy that for now.  Canadians get confused with voting next Tuesday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5283485815030763586?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5283485815030763586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5283485815030763586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5283485815030763586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5283485815030763586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/10/sorry-about-that.html' title='Sorry about that...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6752122685759125936</id><published>2008-06-20T22:30:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T22:58:08.295-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As I look around...</title><content type='html'>I noticed that there is a lot of things I haven't been attending to on the world of Blogger, or the world of my computer for that matter.  My last post was made on May the 9th.  My calender is still in February.  The pile of paperwork on my desk is now even with the top of my 2004 monitor.  There is people I should be calling and things I should be doing.  Even though I have more free time than I ever had in my whole entire life, to do the things I wanted to do, and even though I'm getting some of what I desire to accomplish finished, it doesn't seem to be enough.  It doesn't seem to be satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;  I guess it is what it means when you need a change in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6752122685759125936?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6752122685759125936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6752122685759125936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6752122685759125936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6752122685759125936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/06/as-i-look-around.html' title='As I look around...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1320958380764469665</id><published>2008-05-08T23:01:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T01:03:51.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidity on mount hight!  Mainly about the news:</title><content type='html'>Alright now I got to admit that there is a lot of things that I have ranted and raved about in the past, mainly about moronic drivers, but now I would like to rant about the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has come to my attention that the past of the people that hold government office has come to haunt them now.  I don't think that this should be so.  For instance, there was a month or so ago a scandle broke that there was a video found that had a gay remark on it that was a party way back in the 1990s.  The people were obviously drunk, but they had gained power and this was politically incorrect and it is now offending some people.  Now I must admit that what he said was wrong but common people, this was at a party and he was drunk.  This was a video tape that was taken for private use not to be used to shown on the news to tear the guys name in the mud and make him look like the bad guy.  Now he apologized for his comments that he made when he was drunk on that occasion in the 1990s, which I'm not sure if his views have changed or if he was apologizing to save face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to my next one.  The house of commons were up in a uproar for a party member not having relations with someone with someone who had relations with a hells angel.  Who has a headache?  I do!  Who gives a flying fuck?  I DON'T!  Common people once again I say that people aren't allowed to grow up and make mistakes in their lives?  They aren't allowed to learn from them and put the past behind them?  That they are forced to be carry the burden with them for the rest of their lives?  Fine!  But for the sake of political correctness please stop debating this crap, there gotta be better things to debate, like I donno, foreign affairs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last thing I wanna close on is this: Power hungry people.  There was an example of one on the tele with a woman getting fired from Tim Hortons for giving away a timbit to a fussing toddler.  yes indeed it probably was a wrong thing to do at the time but it is something that happens in the store more times than one thinks.  In a box of 20 timbits it is not uncommon for an extra timbit to escape and join in.  Usually the employees just fill the box.  These things to sell are .16 cents each and probably for the corporation, around a nickel to produce.  All in all, they give the dogs in the drive thru day old ones for free.  Also consider this; this was a customer that was in on a regular basis, so probably produced more revenue than it did for that timbit.  Also the employee offered to pay for the timbit, realizing that the line is more cut and dry than what she was described.  Even so she was still fired.&lt;br /&gt;All in the end Tim Hortons hired her in a new location and position and the manager is getting a talking to.  However I think that the corporation should have the rules set out.  If they are going to allow this or not, and in what situations or not, so that it isn't embarrassed like this again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1320958380764469665?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1320958380764469665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1320958380764469665' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1320958380764469665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1320958380764469665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/05/stupidity-on-mount-hight-mainly-about.html' title='Stupidity on mount hight!  Mainly about the news:'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7231868401120362596</id><published>2008-04-09T14:57:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:02:08.881-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In regards to last nights post...</title><content type='html'>The world doesn't let you know what you can do on your resolution until you actually check it out.  I was going to order the next book and found out to my shock and horror that the next one is the last.  Yes the last one is the only one that the library system has in order and in fact the one after that is up for grabs for pre-sale at amazon.ca.  I am very bummed out.  If I was living in England I would have the next two but I don't so meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as for resolutions go I'm off to find another one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7231868401120362596?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7231868401120362596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7231868401120362596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7231868401120362596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7231868401120362596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/04/in-regards-to-last-nights-post.html' title='In regards to last nights post...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-3573280855750628718</id><published>2008-04-09T01:14:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T01:54:54.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Resolutions!</title><content type='html'>It is funny that one should remake themselves on new years day.  I never seem to be able to make a new years resolution on that day.  I think I made a post stating something similar before.  However, if someone came up to me and asked me what is my resolutions for the year say, in April it would be far easier for me to say what my minor goals for the year would be.&lt;br /&gt;I came up with something really silly this year and in being silly it may be easy to achieve: I shall read the whole series of Peanuts.  Yes, Charlie Brown, Snoopy, Linus and the gang from the beginning to wherever the complete Peanuts series ends.  Realize that this is not an easy task, for the following reasons; I still have the vision problems that are limiting my time reading, and that is why I am reading Peanuts and not taking the challenges of greater writers and series that gather dust upon my selves and I look at with great longing.  Other reasons include that this comic is a very long running series, one that had been running far longer than I had initially realized, and with this collection, they had gathered all the dailies and Sundays.  I must tip my hat off to Charles "Sparky" Schulz in drawing and lettering each one by hand with no help with an assistant.  *claps a hundred times a minute*  Also I have read the introductions in the beginning of each book which have been proving fascinating, telling stories and giving insight of how a troubled and shy man had touched these peoples lives as well as the rest of America.  The last reason is that there is a slow down is the library system in ordering the books so I'm now fearing that with the hiccups that during the summer especially, that I wouldn't be able to keep up the pace to meet the December deadline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the whole getting these books from the library has been a sort of a time capsule.  There were things published in the strip that was important in that time that was never thought to be important now.  In one of the 50's strips there was Charlie Brown rifling through War, Gor and Horror comics, Lucy and Linus and Sally all had to go through baby-hood, Happiness is a dime to get a chocolate bar and a comic, The kids were almost always listening to records, simple toys like ball, roller skates, bubbles.  Then in the 60's it went to satellite launches, more television influence, first reference of the zip code, 75 cent kites, and even skate boards.  One may not even realize that they seen all the references of the changes of the times but my sister had picked it up when she saw the prices and gained some insight of the time that has past.  I wonder if it will be the same if my grandkids pick up the same book or the ones done by Lynn Johnson (I'm using her because she cartoons using modern day setting and does creates controversy with some of her FBOFW) and ask if the things in the comic true to what they were, or not.  As I pass them a twenty dollar bill for their chocolate bar I can say "Yes in 1950 you could buy a chocolate bar and a comic for ten cents."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-3573280855750628718?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3573280855750628718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=3573280855750628718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3573280855750628718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3573280855750628718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/04/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-362860601830579829</id><published>2008-03-19T19:05:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:29:01.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Many many things</title><content type='html'>It's been a while, and I'm sorry I said I wouldn't leave things so long but I've been avoiding things again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following movie is from late February... and the snow pile is still almost that high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9c58d67273be1311" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c58d67273be1311%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330229263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C837EFBD80F50C4B86F988411F9F6B22E213879.1849435C35E86649B9CD31DEBF1C6B2BECABDC20%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c58d67273be1311%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_cLXe5H3haPaf3YXgwwDDXUQYWM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9c58d67273be1311%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330229263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2C837EFBD80F50C4B86F988411F9F6B22E213879.1849435C35E86649B9CD31DEBF1C6B2BECABDC20%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9c58d67273be1311%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_cLXe5H3haPaf3YXgwwDDXUQYWM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that the snowfox had an unfortunate accident, so if anyone has one (a snowfox or snowracer) that they are no longer using and that they are willing to sell to me, and they aren't on the other side of the country and could hook me up please let me know!  I'm still looking forelornly at an awesome run out there and it's not melted away yet. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else.  Provincial elections has come and gone.  The PC's have been re-elected.  What a big surprise.  A lot of people where falling into the commercials that were airing on the tele that there was going to be a big uprising and overthrowing of government but I couldn't believe it.  Unfortunatly, if there is any large change with oil monies now they may thumb their noses at us and pull stakes.  Alberta is not the only province with oil and other provinces have expressed their interest in rubbing elbows with the large companies, I may be wrong due to being fed wrong information, but that is my impression.  At least in the end of it all there might be some changes:  I hear that they may do something about health care premiums so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed that I have been in the work force for almost seven years now, and during that time minimum wage went from $5.60 to $8.00 and during that time I noticed things roll up in price.  For instance I noticed that a 4L of milk jumped in price from $2.99 to $3.99 to finally last week $4.29.  Bread went from $.99 to $1.29.  True that this may be counting pennies when dollars are to blame, but this is becoming stupid.  Rent doubled.  Fuel went up a third, food went up almost a third (more if you try to eat healthier), every utility wants to ding their customer before they even use their services, cellular phone companies deciding that "evenings" begin at 9pm and anyone who says anything about it is just whining.  I think that they are ripping people off because they can and because people can't do anything about it because evey other company out there is doing it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we had a lunar eclispe.  I found a picture of it on my camera.  Very cool.  When was it?  A while ago.  If you want a exact date, umm, geek of freak, leave a comment and I will look that up for you.  It was neat though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/R-HHoiDBHcI/AAAAAAAAADY/HOGqELv4kTo/s1600-h/HPIM0781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/R-HHoiDBHcI/AAAAAAAAADY/HOGqELv4kTo/s320/HPIM0781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179640545600937410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh! I will be making a post on my story blog!  I promise it WILL NOT BE AS LONG AS THIS ONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for interest sakes and he's such a nice guy and I leave the best thing for last.  I gots this on Monday.  Yeah a crappy picture but what can I say I have a crappy camera for really close up sparkily stuff, this will keep me happy for another two years.  Actually I'm happy about the crappy photo because I've already started to "accidently" marr the left gold bead and you can't notice it as badly in this photo *insert bad laughter here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/R-HGfSDBHbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O3UqLM3HBNc/s1600-h/HPIM0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/R-HGfSDBHbI/AAAAAAAAADQ/O3UqLM3HBNc/s320/HPIM0785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179639287175519666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-362860601830579829?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=9c58d67273be1311&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/362860601830579829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=362860601830579829' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/362860601830579829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/362860601830579829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/03/many-many-things.html' title='Many many things'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/R-HHoiDBHcI/AAAAAAAAADY/HOGqELv4kTo/s72-c/HPIM0781.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4921308260384693570</id><published>2008-02-28T00:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:46:36.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And the "face" of Stony Plain changes...</title><content type='html'>As many of us who have walked on the many of the quiet streets of Stony Plain there is a past that stares back at us, watching as we go along our daily business, silent reminders of times that are past and gone.  I am speaking of the paintings that dot along the streets of downtown Stony Plain, sometimes half-ways hidden in a turn of a building, where you might find a pair of children reaching up to pet a horse, or way up high where everyone can see, like the one on the high school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunatly for these paintings their life span is numbered by the usefulness of the buildings they call home.  This time we lost the Lady With The Hats, a mural depicting former Stony Plain mayor and MLA Cornelia Wood and her vast collection of hats.  There was very little to be done to save the mural as the building was far outlived it's lifespan.  However from the loss of this mural and others before it has shown errors of the town's ways.  Now the paintings are being painted on boards that are removable so that the painting can be removed, the building repaired, built, whatever and the painting replaced with no harm to it.  I think this is a fantastic idea!  Hopefully the lady can be repainted or be placed with honor in a place where she will not fade into only a memory.  Then who is to say that her story is more important then then the dust left by the crumbled buildings' morter. &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4921308260384693570?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4921308260384693570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4921308260384693570' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4921308260384693570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4921308260384693570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/02/and-face-of-stony-plain-changes.html' title='And the &quot;face&quot; of Stony Plain changes...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-769764517235377369</id><published>2008-02-21T13:51:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T15:49:35.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Games Live!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ed53de3a3503fdef" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded53de3a3503fdef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330229263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D718B30CF59BD33A9CAECC51279E15D93BB986C71.2E8F641207615C52D1CC533A83951E4C7AA52260%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded53de3a3503fdef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdhShIRfvgRSE6O1T4HKRQg5VwLA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Ded53de3a3503fdef%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330229263%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D718B30CF59BD33A9CAECC51279E15D93BB986C71.2E8F641207615C52D1CC533A83951E4C7AA52260%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Ded53de3a3503fdef%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DdhShIRfvgRSE6O1T4HKRQg5VwLA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I wish hindsight was foresight and foresight had better sight.&lt;br /&gt;The previous video is one such case and will be explained below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For our fourth anniversary Bennett and I went to Video Games Live. For those who do not know what it is, the simple explanation is that it is like a AMV but the music is with a live orchestra and choir instead of a recording. In addition to that we were blessed with treats like things like what was in the viedo above by the talented Martin Leung, who treated us with a beautiful melody of final fantasy earlier than this which I didn't catch. Curse my camera and it randomly deciding that it was out of memory!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hindsight is that I wish that I ramped up the recording to at least 2M recording but then I wouldn't been able to share it with the people of the internet. I still have dial up and it is taking a stupid amount of time to upload the video. If it was higher quality I'm sure it probably wouldn't be completed tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwords the people that hosted video games live stayed after and did signatures and talked with the fans. I want to Thank them once again for staying until quarter to one in the morning to handle the amount of people and answer their questions. Then, (to my knowledge) go off to the after party to handle more people for more hand shaking, signing, and question answering. These people are fantastic and I know that there are not many people who read this blog, but for those who do, I would like to say that these people enjoy seem to enjoy doing what they do and they are genuine people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-769764517235377369?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=ed53de3a3503fdef&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/769764517235377369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=769764517235377369' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/769764517235377369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/769764517235377369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/02/video-games-live.html' title='Video Games Live!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6279436352119670511</id><published>2008-02-16T15:31:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T17:19:03.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We've had two seasons in three weeks...</title><content type='html'>It's kinda true.&lt;br /&gt;It has been true Alberta weather over the last three weeks...Wait and it will change.  Two weeks ago it was as bad as neg 60 with the wind chill and blizarding snow and now yesterday it was pos 8 with sun melting things out.  The overall feeling is like having the change of fall to winter to spring shoved into the last three weeks and it is quite a shock to the system.  Of course out there shovelling snow and making job aps so the body is quite used to the cold temp now and the now hovering around zero mark makes the need for a coat almost unnessary.  I will spit at myself when I read back at this in the summer when it is twenty above and zero is nothing but a memory and forty below is something in a horror novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6279436352119670511?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6279436352119670511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6279436352119670511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6279436352119670511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6279436352119670511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/02/weve-had-two-seasons-in-three-weeks.html' title='We&apos;ve had two seasons in three weeks...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-142249642676821165</id><published>2008-01-26T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T02:25:21.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeep and sorry...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just realized that I have been ignoring all that has happened over the last month that I haven't even updated my blogger!  Oh noes!  Everyone hates me nows... *sits in a corner and crys*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well lets get the updating caught up...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;December: Work work work, between the paper and the other job I barely was able to get the Christmas crap done.  Eeep eep eep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January: Got fired.  Yep got fired.  I'm none too impressed, but past that I wouldn't get too much further into it, other than the boss lady wanted to fire me and not let me go.  I say this because I had a better offer and when I brought it up she begged me to stay.  So in other words She's a bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch bitch!  I really don't say many things bad about people but sometimes when the spade is present one has to call it black.&lt;br /&gt;     So it's job hunting.  A thing almost every person in the world hates to do.  The interviews the passing of information to parties that you are sure that are looking for people but aren't sure that the person that they are looking for is you.  The constant smiles and thank-yous.  Who really likes doing this?  If that person is you I shall give you a gold star.  Cause it's not for me.&lt;br /&gt;     Also I'm now a year older, yes my birthday is in January.  I say this in the most depressing tone that one can give over the conveyance of text.  I can say this: Birthdays suck.  I'm sure if it wasn't for the electronic age of reminders via some processor in the states a lot of people would forget about it even though I may remind them in a better mood at an earlier date.  Truth be known I never had the ripping roaring birthday that others younger than myself have, upon my 18th birthday I was behind my desk, studying, wishing that the day could be strucken from the calander.  Days of school has passed and it still holds true.  Perhaps it's just getting to lonely in this courner of the world.  Other than my guy I can honestly say that I haven't had a phone call from anyone in over a month.  Everyone is reverting to text and emails.  I really can't say I'm much better for the calling, but I feel as if I'm imposing on people who are indefinatly more busy than myself.  For instance the only person to comment on this blog has been a spanish spammer.  Yay.  Anyways for birthdays, I can live without them, save for the calorie heavy ice cream cakes from Dairy Queen.  *Drool*&lt;br /&gt;     I have also been moving around items of furniture and getting to the dark, spider infested areas of my room.  This is a major task, for it is something that I lothe to the very pits of my&lt;br /&gt;soul, save for birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem with moving things is stuff.  I have tons of stuff.  I look now at a desk overflowing with stuff.  Over it on the floor is a pile of more stuff, and on another one of my desks even more stuff.  I have stuff in boxes, totes and bags.  Stuff is piled to the flipping ceiling and around my bed.  Stuff in shelves, stuff in other stuff, and plainly I have too much stuff.  Stuff I haven't seen in years and stuff I have to get rid of, stuff that I treasure and stuff I dispise.  Stuff is something I got for Christmas, Birthdays and anniversarys.  I have so much stuff that other stuff gets lost in it.  I declaire that I will not want any more stuff, but then they come out with more stuff and then I want that stuff and therefore I buy that stuff and add it to my stuff I already have.  There is stuff that I will need and there is stuff that I still want.  But the true worry of mine is how will I move all my stuff into another place and fit it all back together?  There will be a time where my stuff will overrun any place I should declare home.  I worry about people taking my stuff, who has my stuff and who will get the stuff I buy for their Christmas, birthday or anniversary?  Stuff is everywhere but stuff defines us, shows our tastes, likes and sometimes deslikes.  Stuff can be simple and stuff can be complex.  I love stuff, and causes a huge problem: too much stuff.  So you know what?  Stuff it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-142249642676821165?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/142249642676821165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=142249642676821165' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/142249642676821165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/142249642676821165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2008/01/eeep-and-sorry.html' title='Eeep and sorry...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-3264904422871333657</id><published>2007-11-30T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T15:18:15.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a note...</title><content type='html'>I'm now announcing that there is no possible way for me to complete my NaNoWriMo in time. &lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank those who supported me in their thoughts or in my own.&lt;br /&gt;Special shout out to my sister who had fun translating my handwritten notes into a finished typed copy.  I had fun trying to figure out what she typed to make sense once more when it was placed in the final copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say that it was an experience in many ways and I'm better equipped for another try next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over December and January I am going to try to "edit" this monster and paste it up on my story blog.  For those who care to read it look for it there.  For those who are worried about my story getting stolen from there, don't worry I know myself better than that.  What is posted there will be nothing compared to it if I publish it.  Perhaps I will paste the NaNoWriMo edition on there.  That will screw everyone up.  If I forget about editing it, the manuscript will be locked away with the other ones I have done.  Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NaNoWriMo Word Count at the end of this blog: 21,631&lt;br /&gt;Point in story: About 1/3 of the way there, unless I get into a real long scene&lt;br /&gt;Chapters: 12 to date&lt;br /&gt;Species: At least 8, with mention of more with more to come&lt;br /&gt;Blondes: 2&lt;br /&gt;Redheads: 1&lt;br /&gt;Paragraphs: 364&lt;br /&gt;Characters with spaces: 114,413&lt;br /&gt;Backstories: At least three, maybe four at this point.&lt;br /&gt;Brain &amp;amp; Body Status: Dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-3264904422871333657?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3264904422871333657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=3264904422871333657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3264904422871333657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3264904422871333657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-note.html' title='Just a note...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5929344804479706739</id><published>2007-11-29T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:39:47.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Controlling outside forces and deadlines</title><content type='html'>Many things have happened over the last few days including the fact that the story I have been writing for NaNoWriMo has gone haywire and created a life on it's own.  I'm trying to steer it in a direction that I want it to go but it's like directing a wayward horse.&lt;br /&gt;However I had many ask me why is it doing so, Why do I let things happen when as the writer I control what happens in the story.  That may be true and I might just turn around and make all the good characters turn against one another and kill each other and have the debonair bad guy be the inventor of tatortots in his realm of reality.  But I do not think that way.  And I do not let my characters let me know how the story will end.  True everyone reading books like to think that there is a pretty ending, where everything will work out but sometimes it doesn't happen.  Sometimes the bad guy wins, this isn't Disney after all.  I rather write it how I would watch it on television, where the characters and the viewer have little idea what is going on.  Well in some shows anyways.  Common if there is zombies in the film almost all if not all will be zombies at the end.  Sorry those dumbasses who didn't know this already.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how it ends and I rather not until it is spewed forth on the type.  Bite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for deadlines, I have found out that outside forces play havoc on them, no matter how much I tell them to shove off and leave me alone.  The people that I've told this to occasionally read this blog and therefore in big written type GET THE FLIPPING PICTURE BEFORE I SHOVE IT IN YOUR NOSE!!!!  Running behind is not something I particularly enjoy and I expect that things in the future is not going to get any easier all ways round.  November is almost finished so it's the mad dash to finish NaNoWriMo and the January release date (pending sanity and funding) of Sinclair, combined with other side projects makes it so that this season is horrible.  Excuse any bitchiness that should arise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside forces: Looking for a third or higher paying first job, friends and family, time of the year, weather and health.  All in the grrness files.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5929344804479706739?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5929344804479706739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5929344804479706739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5929344804479706739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5929344804479706739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/11/controlling-outside-forces-and.html' title='Controlling outside forces and deadlines'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-790133529936010968</id><published>2007-11-20T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T10:25:57.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh My Gosh It Snowed!</title><content type='html'>So slow down and stop driving erratically you morons!&lt;br /&gt;I swear every time we get just a sniff of snow that is when all the stupid moronic drivers come out and then have the nerve to blame the weather as they fly off the road into the ditch.  I usually wouldn't be saying this if there is a real wet or thick dump of snow.  True this one polished the roads a bit but in the grand scheme of things it wasn't that bad.  We already had a taste of snow a few weeks ago and that was far worse, since the snow was heavy and wet and made the roads into one nice thick ice block.  THAT was an interesting drive.&lt;br /&gt;But on the way to work I saw someone who had completely lost it.  I'm not meaning the normal lose it where the 360 come in, or the lose it way that they couldn't stop no matter what through an intersection.  This case had air time, and a ride of a life.  I wish I was able to pull over and snap a picture but already police was swarming.  But it did an endo and turn.  I must be impressed at anyone who does that and have the vehicle sitting, quite stable, on its side.  What is most impressive if one ignores the scrapes on the nose and probably side one probably couldn't guess. &lt;br /&gt;That wasn't the worst of it all.  The worst was that when passing the accident one person slammed on their brakes and did a half spin in the middle of heavy traffic.  Could it be slippery?  Possible.  What do you not do when it is slippery?  Not accelerate or break heavy/quickly.  Either way it could've been a lot worse very quickly but thankfully someone in the other lane went onto the shoulder to give the one out of control some more room to get under control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word Count: 7506 + 59 pages&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-790133529936010968?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/790133529936010968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=790133529936010968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/790133529936010968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/790133529936010968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-my-gosh-it-snowed.html' title='Oh My Gosh It Snowed!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-2710584539992675547</id><published>2007-11-19T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:39:25.777-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Cool</title><content type='html'>This could be the next short song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/okDCRPy-Gj0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/okDCRPy-Gj0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a sucker for those types of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current NaNoWriMo word count:&lt;br /&gt;6532 + 57 hand written pages. Grand total ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-2710584539992675547?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2710584539992675547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=2710584539992675547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2710584539992675547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2710584539992675547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/11/very-cool.html' title='Very Cool'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1087192536870098113</id><published>2007-11-15T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T10:38:04.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Porogies</title><content type='html'>Yes the Garner Andrews Show presents &lt;a href="http://www.citytv.com/edmonton/yourcity_50322.aspx"&gt;Fortune Perogies!  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1087192536870098113?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1087192536870098113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1087192536870098113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1087192536870098113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1087192536870098113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/11/fortune-porogies.html' title='Fortune Porogies'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5030539448039840671</id><published>2007-11-09T09:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T11:44:50.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NaNoWriMo</title><content type='html'>Yes, I have been back to writing again.  Unfortunately not to the speed that a NaNoWriMo champion needs to be at.  A lot of my time is split between driving and working so I have two major excuses as to why I am both coming up with a crappy story and not getting as much done.&lt;br /&gt;1. I am typing it on the computer at work.  Therefore the file is at work.  To type at home is redundant because I don't have the file there and my sister is stealing the computer 90% of the time this last week and a half.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am therefore writing much of the story out long hand.  Which is for me a lot slower and not time effective.  It should be interesting to see where I end up in another three weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5030539448039840671?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.nanowrimo.org' title='NaNoWriMo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5030539448039840671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5030539448039840671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5030539448039840671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5030539448039840671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/11/nanowrimo_09.html' title='NaNoWriMo'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-2566774590028424639</id><published>2007-11-02T09:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T09:52:03.286-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Superhero</title><content type='html'>Your results:&lt;BR&gt;&lt;B&gt;You are &lt;FONT SIZE=6&gt;Superman&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;TABLE&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Superman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=85&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 85%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Green Lantern&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=85&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 85%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Spider-Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=85&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 85%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Robin&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=77&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 77%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Batman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=75&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 75%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Wonder Woman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Supergirl&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Hulk&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=70&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 70%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Iron Man&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=65&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 65%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;Catwoman&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=55&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 55%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;The Flash&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;HR ALIGN=LEFT NOSHADE SIZE=4 WIDTH=40&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;TD&gt; 40%&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are mild-mannered, good, &lt;BR&gt;strong and you love to help others.&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/pics/superman.jpg"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.thesuperheroquiz.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to take the Superhero Personality Test&lt;/A&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/JnB0PTExOTQxMDQ5MjAxNzEmcD0zNDU3MSZkPVN1cGVyaGVybytRdWl6Jm49YmxvZ2dlcg==.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-2566774590028424639?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2566774590028424639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=2566774590028424639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2566774590028424639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2566774590028424639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/11/superhero.html' title='Superhero'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-8468658467172109956</id><published>2007-10-23T16:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T16:55:11.991-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Changes...And Some help needed!</title><content type='html'>I have noticed that there was some Links mixed in with the comics so I have fixed that.&lt;br /&gt;Also I am on the hunt for new and good web-comics, if you know of some please let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I am also on the hunt for well written interesting blogs for the reason that there is no new posting from people in almost coons ages (save a handful and to those I apologize.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number Four:  I'm a noob and I freely admit it, but does anyone know of where I can find get a dot.com or dot.ca address or even information on how to do so? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five: I need opinions on the Sinclair story.  For those who don't know where to look &lt;a href="http://kamiakaitwin.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-8468658467172109956?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8468658467172109956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=8468658467172109956' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8468658467172109956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8468658467172109956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/10/some-changesand-some-help-needed.html' title='Some Changes...And Some help needed!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4595181567714342969</id><published>2007-10-19T09:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T10:12:18.141-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A good old time</title><content type='html'>What could that possibly be?  hmmm... For one is finding the old Transformers movie and watching the good cartoon goodness once more.  Kim was unsure of how well that the movie would be, but now she knows that Transformers are cheezy to the max.  Either way it was enjoyable except for the few random scenes.  Also the cheering for the decepticons and the dinobots.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/9/91/Transformers-movieposter-west.jpg/200px-Transformers-movieposter-west.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 402px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/9/91/Transformers-movieposter-west.jpg/200px-Transformers-movieposter-west.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which of course followed with a half hour of making fun of the cover.  1. The pink robot looks so much like princess Lia off of star wars it isn't funny.  2. The green robot on the opposite side looks like he's going to "oil" himself.  I know bad pun.  3. One of the main robots in the movie isn't on the cover, or is transformed and is tiny in comparison, all things considered.  4. The autobots logo is crying.  Decepticons logo is a lot better in that way.&lt;br /&gt;And making fun of the cover warped into making fun of the movie, which was more interesting on how we tied most of the things that was happening in the movie to other movies that were being produced at the time.&lt;br /&gt;Which brought us to the main screen, which had the Transformers hair band scream (too cool) and the special features of the guy who wrote the sound track.  Mainly I wanted to know what they used to make the transformation sound but it ended up making fun of him too.&lt;br /&gt;Good times good times&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4595181567714342969?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4595181567714342969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4595181567714342969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4595181567714342969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4595181567714342969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/10/good-old-time.html' title='A good old time'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6100800044849993348</id><published>2007-10-18T09:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T09:32:28.604-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This makes me laugh</title><content type='html'>Any gamer out there has heard of Zelda.  If you haven't Please remove yourself from under that rock your living and remove yourself from this site until you know what the hell Zelda is.  Here is a&lt;a href="http://kotaku.com/gaming/i-can.t-talk,-don.t-ask-me/clip-zelda-heart-for-the-hero-271709.php"&gt; Comical Issue&lt;/a&gt; that I never really thought of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6100800044849993348?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6100800044849993348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6100800044849993348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6100800044849993348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6100800044849993348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/10/this-makes-me-laugh.html' title='This makes me laugh'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-8161945930300598928</id><published>2007-10-16T09:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:37:16.738-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Left or Right Brian Orientated?</title><content type='html'>Test it right &lt;a href="http://www.news.com.au/dailytelegraph/story/0,22049,22535838-5012895,00.html?from=mostpop"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very cool&lt;br /&gt;I'm right brained....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-8161945930300598928?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8161945930300598928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=8161945930300598928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8161945930300598928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8161945930300598928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/10/left-or-right-brian-orientated.html' title='Left or Right Brian Orientated?'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6884445330396391745</id><published>2007-10-12T09:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T09:25:56.898-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Think you're good at Rock, Paper, Scissors?</title><content type='html'>The world championships are being held in Toronto this Saturday.  Man I wish I had known so I could've tried my "hand" in the $10,000 purse.  Go here for more info ----&gt; http://www.worldrps.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6884445330396391745?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6884445330396391745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6884445330396391745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6884445330396391745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6884445330396391745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/10/think-youre-good-at-rock-paper-scissors.html' title='Think you&apos;re good at Rock, Paper, Scissors?'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-8782457363676313058</id><published>2007-10-02T12:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T12:42:52.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>o_O</title><content type='html'>There is so much people can do on the internet that is halarious and disgusting at the same time&lt;br /&gt;http://www.snafu-comics.com/?strip_id=195&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later there is guys dressed up as used ones for Halloween.  Excuse me I now have to burn some of those images out of my mind before I throw up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-8782457363676313058?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8782457363676313058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=8782457363676313058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8782457363676313058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8782457363676313058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/10/oo.html' title='o_O'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6123179501155008297</id><published>2007-10-01T09:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T09:46:21.958-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More about me...</title><content type='html'>For those who really try to know me I was having some fun with more personality tests I found...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kamiakai.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/2/22564.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kamiakai.mypersonality.info" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img src="http://badges.mypersonality.info/badge/0/2/22567.png" alt="Click to view my Personality Profile page" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6123179501155008297?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6123179501155008297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6123179501155008297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6123179501155008297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6123179501155008297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-about-me.html' title='More about me...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4185756865340147466</id><published>2007-09-28T09:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T09:25:50.804-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The boredum of blogger</title><content type='html'>With every craze out there it has its hayday then gets thrown to the dogs.  It seems like the people I used to follow their blogs to find out their everyday lives have posted less and less and even one of the links no longer work.  With the multiple interactiveness of facebook it is hard to imagine that something so text heavy like blogger has a chance.  Some people may not like the simpleness of pure text and pictures, but it is easily pulled by the multitude of apps like Warbook, Pirates, (fluff)Friends, Ilike and more.  Also it seems easier to find people of past and present in order to make more interaction in the day to day lives. &lt;br /&gt;Of course I really cannot say much on that for this own blog may be one of the most simplest, boring blogs out there, visually speaking, and in some ways intellectually speaking as well.  It's not as if I'm highly educated and debate physics, economics or other subjects in a precise manner that makes this a blog of interest with multiple hits per day with readers all over the world.  Unfortunately all my readers are pretty much repeats or ones that accidentally click here and never return.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I'm blathering again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-4185756865340147466?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/4185756865340147466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=4185756865340147466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4185756865340147466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/4185756865340147466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/09/boredum-of-blogger.html' title='The boredum of blogger'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-1455795435785471768</id><published>2007-09-27T09:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T09:54:46.525-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It seems I have no luck these days</title><content type='html'>All in all my luck has been just horrific.  Especially when it comes to vehicles and coming to work on time.  I've had everything from break downs to battery failure to the mother of all falling crap that happened today, a freaking road closure.  I'm not talking a minor road I'm talking main artery Hwy 16!  I thought hey I could be at work early and everything.  Man I'm wrong again.  *sigh*  If anyone out there knows what it was this morning that why the police closed down two lanes of traffic can they tell me for nothing more than interests sake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-1455795435785471768?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/1455795435785471768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=1455795435785471768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1455795435785471768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/1455795435785471768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-seems-i-have-no-luck-these-days.html' title='It seems I have no luck these days'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6042049001685780173</id><published>2007-09-21T09:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T09:31:36.739-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dollar at Par</title><content type='html'>Well it's the day that online Canadian shoppers will rejoice, the Loonie is at Par with the Yankie Greenback.  This will make the shopping experience cheaper for Canadians online, but it will probably not effect those who are living further north of the border or do not shop online.  Why you may ask?  I shall give an example: Over the next few days I doubt that the price of the dollar will effect my buying power in the local market, like buying a loaf of bread. &lt;br /&gt;But I shall pass on that issue, for the one that I wish to ask and look up is that is the Canadian Dollar really gaining speed with the rest of the world or is it that we are staying the same and the yank falling in the world scale.  I have noticed this more in the imported and translated text.  For instance when I was first buying my manga comics, they listed 1000yen = $12.88USD since then it dropped to 1000yen = $10.00 to 1000 yen = $9.88.  This may be a mistake in the translation, but what if it is not?  I thought at first reading they went to the 1000 yen = $10.00USD for ease for mental conversion for the younger readers but slowly I have noticed that it is becoming out of proportion with this easy conversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A few research moments later)&lt;br /&gt;As of this second 1000 yen = 8.65776USD.  I only used the yen for it is a conversion that I have gotten used to using every day due to my manga addiction.  If memory serves me correctly, however, a few years ago the euro was very simular to the American dollar and that has pulled away to almost $1.50USD = 1 Euro.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in stating it is food for thought,&lt;br /&gt;or I might be speaking from my ass again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6042049001685780173?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6042049001685780173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6042049001685780173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6042049001685780173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6042049001685780173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/09/dollar-at-par.html' title='Dollar at Par'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6898477592729535660</id><published>2007-09-14T09:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T10:07:01.740-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had the drive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);font-family:arial;" &gt;I would personally rob my computer technician here at work of his very soul.  Then eat it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Why I say something so bizarre even for me?  Well with the comings and goings of a new computer system, while trying to get a paper out has made it quite interesting, none the less.  First of all I would like to say that we are still down one designer and I still cannot see all the greatest, even to the point in trying to catch things are not there.  Honestly.  Second, I was stalled for an extra few days due to the fact that it does take a few days to switch over the servers and the computers and squash a few bugs that are taking over the systems, one of which is in the fonts database.  Anyone who works with the great number of fonts out there should know that there is a billion and one fonts out there and one can use each and everyone of them for a matter of a million projects.  The problem with all these fonts, especially in a database that spans years and multiple programs that it could become a huge headache if even one of those fonts would so happen to disappear.  Unfortunatly for me a few has gone AWOL.  It is almost an impossible task to wonder the internet and find the fonts again, especially when I didn't load them in the first place.  So with the computers giving me grief I'm sitting around thinking "Two days Sunday, No computers tomorrow, Two Days Sunday..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Unfortunate for the people around me and you dear reader, is that in the mists of all of this, is the multiple whinings of myself, which is usually compounds to one thing.  The techy is getting paid way too much to be holding up people who only dream of making even half of what he is charging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6898477592729535660?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6898477592729535660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6898477592729535660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6898477592729535660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6898477592729535660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/09/if-i-had-drive.html' title='If I had the drive...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-8106740616144842649</id><published>2007-09-04T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T09:35:06.989-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep</title><content type='html'>Is it not funny that when one has the time to actually get the rest and sleep one really needs one cannot sleep worth a hoot?  I am saying this due to the fact this weekend was set aside for sleeping.  Yes now I actually have to schedule sleep.  In the end even though I stayed in bed for almost half the day in most cases I have not gotten more sleep than I usually do.  Life is funny in that way, when I have no time for sleep or I'm bone ass tired I sleep like the dead, unfortunately times like that I have no time to actually have a long, deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well me go to sleep now... ... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-8106740616144842649?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/8106740616144842649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=8106740616144842649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8106740616144842649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/8106740616144842649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/09/sleep.html' title='Sleep'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6643715751669567465</id><published>2007-08-29T09:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T09:52:56.665-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet Woes</title><content type='html'>Probably by this time I lost anyone who had any remote interest in this blog and for that I'm saddened.  But at the same time I am compelled to write more here than anywhere else on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is a loss of my old internet habits are hard to die.  For those who may not know I was one of those internet losers spending a lot of my time in chat rooms looking for attention and yet in the same token, being able not to be singled out, something that was difficult in my school life.&lt;br /&gt;Many who never got hooked onto internet chat sites never really know what it means to people, why people would ignore their families and friends in the real world to try to become one that is pure fiction.  I must admit the thought of being someone else is easy to conjure, especially for those who already live with one foot firmly planted in fantasy (myself included in this statement).  How so?  Very easy.  An example of this is the image that people have in their heads that is themselves in the physical state.  It is my belief that it is how far off we are from our mental picture of ourselves is how much we (as a society) hate how we look.  This image that we have of ourselves is often distorted by the media, which makes us think that we will achieve this perfect body, even though genetics, diet and other traits of lifestyle will prevent us from doing so.  The further apart this mental image is from the truth, the more we hate our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;Mine for example is further and further away from the mental image by the day, but I already know that my mental image is impossible to achieve.  It's just really depressing to look at photos and even though people may say I'm pretty, even to the point I'm beautiful, I know that I shall not be happy with the picture no matter what.  And other than whitening teeth, ridding of uber white spots of the face and red eye, and lightening dark photos (little etc things like that) I'm not a true believer of photoshop to the point of absolute beauty.  Even still I should try one once to see what I can do and see who comes out, me or someone that vaguely looks like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6643715751669567465?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6643715751669567465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6643715751669567465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6643715751669567465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6643715751669567465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/08/internet-woes.html' title='Internet Woes'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6750394618888996602</id><published>2007-08-22T11:06:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:29:01.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My appologies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/RsxtPsIzXRI/AAAAAAAAADI/rVGsiKAIN0w/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/RsxtPsIzXRI/AAAAAAAAADI/rVGsiKAIN0w/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101572594217475346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whoot I made it to 101 posts and yes the little punk girl is to celebrate, yes see the little 101 on her belt buckle?  I had something much much cooler planned out but like the rest of my plans something is left out and had to be redone on the fly, therefore crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been going on since my last post and it would be criminal to try to shove it into one post but perhaps that wouldn't be a bad thing.  So watch it humour ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never try to walk when both yer leg and knee are asleep.  I did and walked right into a shower door.  True story.  When black and white collide it doesn't make grey: it makes spare parts. (on a accident I saw that had the exact same minivans, one black one white)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a rough few weeks, aside from being overworked, underpaid and under appreciated I had a wonderful task of a wedding in the middle of it all.  Sorry not my own or it would've shown a lot sooner in my postings.  My friend requested that I should be the MC of her wedding.  Sure why not.  Reason why not, I stutter, I am forgetful and I never spoke before a large group before in my life.  Reason why, she's my friend and that blows away everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I had to fly down to Victoria and travel north.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I once again say that Ford Focus cars are out to get me.  At the rental agency we received one for our trip north on Vancouver island.  We packed up and began to take off when we braked, squeeled (metal on metal) and nosedived.  I don't think that car really had any rear brakes on it at all.  If we didn't notice it or didn't go back I would hate to think of what would happen if we had to stop at one of the red lights on our trip, and didn't stop.  So we got a little Nissan instead, which made me happy.  There was a bunch of things that made me want to look at the Nissan lineup for my next car but we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was wonderful, despite the weather being absolutely uncooperative.  It rained off and on about 4 times during the day and it was decided to be moved indoors, just in time for it not to rain.  Bloody weather.  The couple was wed, I goofed up badly a few times in my speeches, and past that it was quite short really.  Everyone was gone almost an hour and half before expectations.  Note to BC government: Why is it that you need TWO pieces of ID to get into a bar?  It's not as if they can't forge another set of ID!  ie we went to the bar and couldn't get in because one of the ALBERTA peoples had only one ID.  I would figure that places like that would give some slack to those who are traveling from a different province, and may not know the rules of that province, past the age limit of drinking there.  the grrness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well it was fun, save for the getting up at 4 am and going to the airport to get bumped onto a 9:30 flight, spending 5 hours at the airport, trying not to spend over $15 for a drink and simple breakfast, which for $6 we got some dried out carrot sticks and a pop.  Thieving bastards.  After that was said and done we got to Edmonton after a horrible flight.  My left ear refused to pop all that time we were up in the air, so lost my appitite, which was monsterous, and made me cry all the way home.  Only after we started to desend that it finally popped and I was better, and hungry.  Damn I shoulda picked up the cookies, which they defined as "breakfast".  So I was almost 4 hours late for work, since our bags went on the 4am flight and were already been picked up by the baggage officers.  Why we couldn't go it was beyond bizarre for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back at work, mentally throttling the brat that is here, he whines worse than a little girl, combined with late nights and such.  Unfortunatly there was also a death of a good friend who's funeral was on the Saturday we were in BC.  In many ways I was glad that we didn't find out before we got back or it would've been a very dark day for a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done for now.  Hopefully I can get the pictures ready for posting soon, but I've been so lazy that I haven't unpacked and I got home on Monday ^_^ bad me bad me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6750394618888996602?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6750394618888996602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6750394618888996602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6750394618888996602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6750394618888996602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/08/my-appologies.html' title='My appologies'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/RsxtPsIzXRI/AAAAAAAAADI/rVGsiKAIN0w/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5814372027721240599</id><published>2007-07-18T14:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T14:33:17.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;In a Past Life...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/past-life.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Were: A Lazy Executor of Sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where You Lived: North Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How You Died: In Childbirth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/pastlifegenerator/"&gt;Who Were You In a Past Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am somewhat afraid of having kids for the fear of dying in childbirth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5814372027721240599?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5814372027721240599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5814372027721240599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5814372027721240599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5814372027721240599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/07/scary.html' title='Scary'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5984798487023102058</id><published>2007-07-17T10:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T11:05:06.455-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearing 100</title><content type='html'>Posts that is.  I cannot say exactly for sure due to the fact that I have saved a bunch of stuff that was ideas for posts as posts and they were never published.  If one ever does this it is kind to remember that the posts do save and is added onto the total.&lt;br /&gt;I had to say that I separated my links into two much longer links.  I have visited Applegeeks today and noticed that they have many other online comics and galleries on one of the rants.  Taking this opportunity I scooped them up seeing that the rants disappear on Applegeeks site and I have ran out of episodes on Megatokyo.  Anyways just on the simple browse I would recommend Bunny on the online comics links for those who love the one liners like far side.  I know I'm still missing quite a few that I enjoy reading but this will do as a start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me my eyesight is still somewhat crappy so it's still a work in progress trying to get back into the groove of things, also I'm trying to balance everything on a fine pin point before it comes crashing down on my head.  (Hopefully it stays up there)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5984798487023102058?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5984798487023102058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5984798487023102058' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5984798487023102058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5984798487023102058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/07/nearing-100.html' title='Nearing 100'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5290969976746135057</id><published>2007-07-12T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T09:16:06.408-06:00</updated><title type='text'>God Hates IPods</title><content type='html'>You think I'm joking?&lt;br /&gt;Check it out &lt;a href="http://gizmodo.com/gadgets/bad-luck/ipod-user-gets-struck-by-ilightning-277623.php"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5290969976746135057?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5290969976746135057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5290969976746135057' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5290969976746135057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5290969976746135057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/07/god-hates-ipods.html' title='God Hates IPods'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7384281070059143965</id><published>2007-07-06T10:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T10:54:28.893-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The grrness part something</title><content type='html'>I know that I rant and rave about stupid drivers, even though I may on occasion be one myself but I beg and plead with people not to blow through construction, and pay attention to the people working on the site as well.  Lately I have seen a construction worker dive off to the side as a motor vechile blew by going the regular speed limit which was a full 60 km over the posted construction zone signage.  And not that long ago a car was almost crushed by a semi that was coming out of a pit because the driver chose to ignore the worker holding the stop sign.  Now, they have the speeding fines doubled in construction sights which work well in the cities due to the fact they have photo radar and the punch by the drivers will be felt eventually but without police presence in these areas, there is a percentage of people who will go through as if there is nothing the matter, and many more who passed the majority of the construction will speed up and go through the "safe zone" of the construction at unsafe speeds.&lt;br /&gt;But I must admit some of those construction zones are far larger than they need and that is a fault that some motorists are getting impatient with them.  However over the last two years since they did the double the speeding fines I have noticed that they are no longer miles and miles of construction that one doesn't see much less a shovel or other being of life. &lt;br /&gt;But I have noticed that the pace of life for people has increased tremendiously around Spruce Grove and Area.  I never used to see anyone run red lights, leap frog in front of someone for no apparent reason or other rude behavior.  Over the course of this certain boom there has been an influx of people who are a. unknowing where they are going and not paying attention b. not caring about others c. getting to be lazy drivers.  For instance I almost got into another accident last night due to the use of two other drivers.  I was about to go onto the highway when I notice a little red car and a white truck in the slow lane.  I started to go but then the white truck peeked around the red car and so I thought it might change lanes without signaling so I hit the brakes and decided to let them pass just in case, when some deeb in a Ford Focus almost ate my ass cause they didn't realize that I stopped.&lt;br /&gt;If that car is in long production it will be the death of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7384281070059143965?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7384281070059143965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7384281070059143965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7384281070059143965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7384281070059143965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/07/grrness-part-something.html' title='The grrness part something'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-5603341399085614348</id><published>2007-06-25T09:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T10:12:42.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>On clicks...</title><content type='html'>I would like to extend many words of thanks to those around the world who read this little life every once in a while.  I have recently looked up on my cluster maps and counted 42 dots from around the world!  I'm quite impressed.  I rarely have something that is up and running on the internet that has even half of the people either a. interested and/or bored enough to read some of the items. Or b. mis click on a link so that it registers up.  Either way it makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Sad and pathetic no?&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to have some sort of artwork posted for this occasion that is to happen soon, (when there is 50 different dots on my map or 500 people visited) but I am unsure if there is enough healing time in between.  Having so many dots does not mean that there was only that many people visiting the blog here, I would like to thank those who are doubling up on the dots, for I know that the numbers really should be higher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previews for blogs ahead:&lt;br /&gt;100 questions: oh goodness yes, someone emailed them to me and I have yet to get through them all.&lt;br /&gt;Wii's Rayman Raving rabbits review:  I want to be able to check out some of the extras before posting it.&lt;br /&gt;Band Names: Oh yes, very good.&lt;br /&gt;Other crap about my day:  As par usual.&lt;br /&gt;The attack of the surveys: I think I might bring back my surveys, unfortunatly I don't know what about yet.  Ideas appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;Return of the Story Blog:  I have to relate this to everyone, I have put the story on hold for a undetermined amount of time, hopefully there will be some preview panels posted as well as the story line.  So far it has stopped at Chapter 13.  For the complete story (sorry the pun) click &lt;a href="http://www.kamiakaitwin.blogspot.com"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie Reviews: There is a bunch of blockbusters that are coming/ has came to theaters.  Unfortunately with all that has happened I haven't seen any of them.  I am planning to do so asap, so this may or may not happen, depending on cash flow and availability.  And don't forget some of the forgotten blockbusters that are gathering dust on my shelf.&lt;br /&gt;Weather:  If no one talked about the weather 86% of us would have nothing to say to cashiers/ strangers/ family / other.  I think I'm one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Random news:  Not often.  I don't catch the news that often right now.&lt;br /&gt;I think this is now a significant length of a post now.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good time out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-5603341399085614348?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/5603341399085614348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=5603341399085614348' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5603341399085614348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/5603341399085614348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-clicks.html' title='On clicks...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-3102776363100160030</id><published>2007-06-21T09:28:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T09:40:48.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrr, me mateys...</title><content type='html'>I have to laugh.  I've gone from dinosaurs to pirates in one fail swoop.  As one might have read earlier in my postings I have some weird ass problem going on with my left eye.  Up to this point I've been using 3M bandaids as a temp patch.  Some days these are entertaining as I have been known to color an eye on them, or have someone do it for me, for without the patch my drawing is extremely crappy.  The problem with the bandaids is that it didn't totally keep the light out so occassionally one has the weird flickers of light through the patch.  Truely annoying.  Another thing that was annoying that one never realizes how much covered skin sweats, and I'm a bad one for I run my eyes a bunch.  Think about this for a moment, I'm sure you'll get it.&lt;br /&gt;But I have been running around with these bandaids for a month now because stores like Safeway and Shoppers Drug Mart do not carry the pirate patches.  I haven't had the ability to drive nor the wanting to shop anywhere else.  Finally stepped into WalMart.  There were the pirate patches, so now everyone is making fun of me in the fashion of "Where's your crew" and "arrr."  So now I have to go find a hook or something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-3102776363100160030?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3102776363100160030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=3102776363100160030' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3102776363100160030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3102776363100160030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/06/arrrr-me-mateys.html' title='Arrrr, me mateys...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6424474143620837998</id><published>2007-06-15T10:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T10:43:50.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawrf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I think I have fallen behind everyone else in the coolness rating.  While people are lining up for tickets to linken park or Bon Jovi I'm saving my pennies up for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.ticketmaster.com/en-ca/dbimages/14373a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 140px;" src="http://media.ticketmaster.com/en-ca/dbimages/14373a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now don't get me wrong if the Bon Jovi tickets were a hell of a lot cheaper I would go, unfortunatly I really don't have anyone to go with anyways.&lt;br /&gt;But this Dinosaur thing I was bouncing in my chair when I heard about it.  It's kinda sad really but it's something that really captures my attention.  Meanwhile others around me sigh and hang their heads, dealing with a 23 year old child who wants to see the big dinos.  No one wants to take me to museums for they will be stuck in the prehistoric rooms for a few hours and the rest of modern times will be skipped in a quick precession.  But with the costs for everything and still looking for a replacement vechile it seems like my dream of seeing this will be out the door. *Cry*&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile I've been playing T-Rex at home which is entertaining on itself.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going crazy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6424474143620837998?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6424474143620837998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6424474143620837998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6424474143620837998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6424474143620837998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/06/rawrf.html' title='Rawrf?'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-3923476656201940667</id><published>2007-06-11T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T14:00:30.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>People are nuts!</title><content type='html'>First off there was some flooding action happening in Spruce/Stony last week.  I had some pictures but unfortunatly my internet ate it.&lt;br /&gt;It was nuts over the period of 1/2 hour it went from bone ass dry to the Safeway in Stony getting flooded.  Even to the point that they had to close because they couldn't keep the water out.  Drains and ditches were overflowing, and in that chaos people were driving like idiots.  If one's windshield wipers aren't working properly enough to keep at a decent speed then pull off to the side of the road and stay there, not jump out infront of someone who is going three times as fast as you are.  It's frustrating because no one has the patience to wait something like that out.  Of course if one waited too long their car was flooded.  Myself I was one of those crazy drivers who was trying to run and get out of the storm.  I did not want to get stuck in that type of weather, and I know the limits I will take a vechile to.  It is interesting to hear the stories from other people who were caught in worse spots than I was.  One of my bosses was picking up her kid and was stuck in her job site.  Meanwhile people were trying to protect their vechies from the hail and slashing rain by parking under the business' eaves.  Some people got out of their cars and ran inside, only to be soaked by the rainbefore taking three steps out of their car.  Personally I was fortunate to be able to be inside the truck before the rain hit and waited for it to pass.  But I was hearing worse and worse on the radio before I decided it would be best to try to make it home.  I was dry all the way.  It had stopped raining by the time I was able to get home.  Yay for me.&lt;br /&gt;That was a tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5WfA1st0EX8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5WfA1st0EX8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insaneness on this guys part.  Rubix cube in a few seconds each.  Holy Smokers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-3923476656201940667?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/3923476656201940667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=3923476656201940667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3923476656201940667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/3923476656201940667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/06/people-are-nuts.html' title='People are nuts!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-2960399413839955865</id><published>2007-05-30T09:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T10:26:38.117-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TMNT and the accident...</title><content type='html'>Sorry no I'm not 100% yet in nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I have found that wearing an eye patch makes me able to work and read the screen again.  It's strange because the one eye is getting strained and sometimes things lose their depth perception but meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I saw TMNT.  Sorry Carrie but it WAS in the cheap theatre.  I saw it on the night of my accident so no I'm not well to go see movies, quite yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/3042/posters/poster1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 334px;" src="http://media.movieweb.com/galleries/3042/posters/poster1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMNT was actually pretty good.  Contrary to what the critics said about it I really enjoyed 95% of it.  (The humans were uber skinny; April had scary huge eyes).  The story line was good and the CGI was actually tolerable.  It pleases me.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was the fact that the producers were aware that this was aa cartoon and tried not to get too "human" in the characters.  A lot of CGI's try to break the borders of fake and real and fail miserably on the storyline or in the recreation of the CGI.&lt;br /&gt;Breaking away, this movie isn't the cutsey turtles that I have grown up with but on the other hand it looks as if those days are dead.  So are the people in costume.  Funny I thought that with better makeup and costume making techniques that the art would expand.  Sadly the art of puppeteering has died with the muppets, and with them the art of making the suits.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit that I don't like the new cartoons of TMNT on the tele, due to the fact that everything is dark, and the turtle have no iris' or pupils to speak of so they look like the bad guys.  Evilness.  In the movie they introduce this concept back.  The turtles have eyes!  Not hugly scary evil do gooders.  Back to green turle goodness, mixed with a bit of surprises.  *I'm really horrible at this*&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this to Turtle fans, and those who don't mind an action -based movie aimed at a younger age group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay accident time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the movie at WEM and drove out of the HMV parking to that green turning light on 178th.  It was a red light and we had to wait for the green flasher.  When the lights changeda minivan almost ran the red light and so I waited for him to back up behind the line and clear the intersection.  When he was stopped I began to pull out slowly into traffic and that's when this little grey focus came and hit the front nose of my big ol' boat, which caused her to go and spin out onto the curb, near the traffic light post.  She says that she saw neither me nor the red light.  I think the first is unlikely though.  If she didn't see me then the two cars would've hit nose to nose and that would've been nasty.  Where her car was damaged was in the rear axle.  The thing looked totally bent, if not broken, but otherwise the damage to the car itself looked like she might've hit a curb.&lt;br /&gt;My car, if the engine wasn't squealing and clunking and would start again, and if the nose wasn't twisted, probably would've drove away. ie if she was driving a little slower when she hit me I might've had a car right now, albet one that needs some serious repairs.  As of now I don't know if they are going to write the car off or try to fix it.  Considering the age, probably gonna write it off.  Bummer is that I just did a few repairs to make it drive sweet for the rest of the year.  We were even tossing it up if we were going to drive out to the wedding in it.  (It wouldn't be a toss up if it was getting done on the mainland, the stupid ferry holds everything back).&lt;br /&gt;As for me I now am going in for a CAT scan, Optimologist and Specialist for my eye to see what actually happened.  For now I have to wear a patch in which I'm glad 3M has made eye bandaids that are okay to wear for comfort.  Pain in the ass that I actually have to wear one though.  Physio for my back.  I'm pretty sure that it will heal, but it may take some time.  All I can say is yay for tylonol 3s.  Boo for bad eyes cause I couldn't even watch House last night *cry*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-2960399413839955865?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2960399413839955865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=2960399413839955865' title='92 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2960399413839955865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2960399413839955865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/05/tmnt-and-accident.html' title='TMNT and the accident...'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>92</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6118977702468937078</id><published>2007-05-25T13:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T16:13:15.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the late post</title><content type='html'>Once again sorry.  Since I haven't told many that know me, unless they have called within the last week, but YUB is no more.&lt;br /&gt;In other words I have been involved in a car accident, and as for me I have been a little worse for wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now very glad for going back into typing lessons and probably so are you, dear reader, for I am now typing with my eyes either fully shut or half closed.  If I had not probably it would be far worse than it is now.  As for my injuries I have a pinched nerve in my back, which is causing phantom pains through my knees and ankles as well as weakness.  It's weird.  It's almost like having a gremlin attack random areas, well, randomly.  Sometimes it's okay.  Others I just want to curl up under my rock and wish the world away.  Usually at those times I take my tylonol and hide.  But the worse part of all is my vision.  I can't read screens which i swhy my eyes are closed, as well that I cannot read text either.  So unless it's flashy cartoon I can't watch television, can't read anything (kinda) so I might as well sleep.  I still haven't gotten to the impound to get my personal items from the car and have been running around with doctor appointments and such.  This sucks.  Royally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways I have to go to an eye specialist because I'm losing color vision in one eye and he can't get it to see 20-20.  Sucks major assness.  So now I am back to work and trying my best, but barely can see and it's taking me forever to do anything.  That's okay though.  At least I can help, which sometimes makes the difference between going home at 6pm or going home at 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on everything laters and when I can see I'll type out what exactly happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6118977702468937078?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6118977702468937078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6118977702468937078' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6118977702468937078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6118977702468937078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/05/sorry-for-late-post.html' title='Sorry for the late post'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6789145905156879571</id><published>2007-05-17T09:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T09:46:06.158-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr.</title><content type='html'>For once I was going to be early.  I always barely make it to work in time.  Today I was going to be early and what happens?  There is a police blockade on the highway.  What's the point in having traffic news when it doesn't report that there is going to be a highway closure?  Grr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6789145905156879571?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6789145905156879571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6789145905156879571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6789145905156879571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6789145905156879571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/05/grr.html' title='Grr.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-7974742927906082487</id><published>2007-05-16T09:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T10:46:45.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spiderman 3!!!</title><content type='html'>View the yayness.&lt;br /&gt;Yep I went and saw Spiderman 3 in the Spruce Grove theatre and with big grins everywhere the theatre wasn't packed.  I love it.  There was no huge 7' guy in front of me nor was the kid in front of me a talker or screamer.  I like well behaved kids, shows how much the parents threatened them.  However I think Shrek will be horrible in this fashion.  We will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Spiderman 3.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/7a/Spider-Man_3%2C_International_Poster.jpg/200px-Spider-Man_3%2C_International_Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 301px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/7/7a/Spider-Man_3%2C_International_Poster.jpg/200px-Spider-Man_3%2C_International_Poster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh nice poster.  Anyways I haven't read many of the comics since I was young and truly have no idea who venom really is and have no association with the character.  If you don't want any spoilers I would recommend just fast-forewarding through this post and get back to your normal lives, because I have a bad habit of typing too much, the last paragraph is safe though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Peter Parker, back again in his annoyingly nerdy way!  Mary Jane in her wanting to be an actress way.  Harry Osborn, Angry stupid rich guy.  J. Jonah Jameson, I wouldn't like working for him but I love the character. Good 'ld Aunt May and &lt;i&gt;Finally&lt;/i&gt; The Stacy's.  Oh and Sandman.  Oh and Stan Lee has a cameo!  Stephan King wanna be!  Oh well I think I typed enough for those who didn't really wish to read any further to not have peeked accidentally at the rest of what I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to go on record in saying that I liked the movie, don't get me wrong but I would like to say what SOME of the critics are saying and that is that they did too much in this one.  I would've liked to see more of the growth of Harry Osborn / (New Goblin)  character.  I'm confussed actually because I never heard of new goblin, hob goblin yes, and there was very little difference between the two, except one wore purple. If I remember correctly.  It's been a long time.  I need to go hunting for my boxes of comics. hmm. Anyways I thought that any of the scenes dealing with Harry could've been expanded and explained better in it's own movie, but the dumbass producers have now made it impossible to do such.  Grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The black spidy thing was well done.  The transition of Peter with the suit was done well and the scene in which he was ripping it off was done well.  The way the alien thing moved reminded me of a big spider and I would've mentioned it as such but the person I was watching it with is terrified of spiders and probably would've annoyingly been twitching in every one of those scenes.  I was already annoyed enough before the movie that I had no desire to be annoyed through the movie.  Since I didn't have the background knowledge of venom I can only assume that it was done correctly and yes it was done in classic comic book style, in saying that it came from space and got attracted to the main character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary Jane finally got into broadway.  Yay.  However was fired after the review stated that her voice was too small and shy to be on stage.  After that she acted like a bitch, Peter was such a thick headed Bastard that he was not listening to the meaning behind her words.  Sorry guys but really you all act like that one time or another.  Her bitch side came out when she wouldn't confide in Peter in a staight foreward manner and kick him in the shin, instead held it within herself and went off to Harry, whom she was more open with.  Who does she love, who does she trust, is she a pawn, or is this the last spiderman and it really doesn't matter.  Sorry I don't know and really didn't expand on her character as much as the previous movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eddie Brock, a freelance photographer who is in love with Gwen Stacy, who has a bigger role in the comics than any of the movies.  Dumb Blonde.  I really can't say more about her than that because there really wasn't much more given about her in this movie.  Eddie was about to ask her to marry him so he wanted a full time job at the paper.  Jameson couldn't choose between Parker and Brock so he made a deal, whomever gets a picture of Spidy with a bad rep gets the job.  Time says he cheats and makes a photoshoped copy of a bad photo, Jameson fires him and Brock loses everything.  Teaches you not to do somethign like that in the newpaper business dumb &amp;^%&amp;amp;^ !!! He ends up in a church where Parker was escaping the black Spiderman suit and becomes venom. I'll end there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandman shows up as well in this film.  Villian Number 2.  Now usually Just the origins of sandman and venom would be enough for one film, considering that to get a character established usually takes between 10 and 40 minutes.  The problem with Spiderman 3 is that is breaks away more than the other two, which were busy in trying to keep up with the multitude of characters who are connected but are apart.  Sandman origin scenes were rushed and really could've had another 10 minutes to expand a bit and get at least my association moreso with him.  But in the already long movie time frame it made it difficult to slide in that time.  I must admit that the CGI was amazing with him and I am glad that they really haven't finished with this character.  However there was no real concern of the ways and whys he was doing this.  The only reason: his kid was sick.  With what I'm not sure, the kid that they casted looked way too healthy, so was heavily relying on the watchers skill of the fact that there was a breathing tube around her face.  wow.  Isn't that supposed to help with sleep apathy as well?  Hopefully I typed the right ailament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter is a jerk and will be one for the rest of his life.  Huis head swells so much in this movie he better not turn too quickly or it shall snap off.  I'm not going to ask why he had to get Mary Jane jeolous with him and Gwen, by calling attention to himself by first playing the piano then dancing and half distroying the Jazz club she was working at.  At least he regained a bit of his nerdy self by the end of the movie.  No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I enjoyed it, not as much as the other spidermans, but I think it still may obtain the right to go into my movie collection when it comes out on DVD.  The other ones I still enjoy immensively and am glad that they haven't over reached with them.  I have a feeling that they wish to be done with Spiderman and have it not like Batman with so many sequals that it slowly become stagant.  With this movie topping the charts for 2 weeks running I don't think that it will be swept under the rug and forgotten easily like other Marvel movies.  Spiderman is also the hero to many little kids, boys especially, so if nothing else, that will make it last for years to come.  Not to mention that it is a really good story.  My recommidation is that if one can afford yeah go and see it, however for those who are meh on the original 2 don't waste the time and money.  Wait for Shrek.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-7974742927906082487?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/7974742927906082487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=7974742927906082487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7974742927906082487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/7974742927906082487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/05/spiderman-3.html' title='Spiderman 3!!!'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6096787982947722003</id><published>2007-05-14T10:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T12:26:40.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out the evilness is comming onto video.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/6/67/Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg/200px-Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 285px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/6/67/Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg/200px-Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Pan's Labyrinth.  Perhaps the most disturbing pictures I have found up to date.  I now post this warning; DO NOT WATCH!!!  Oh yes Spoilers ahead, for those who still wish to watch this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. This thing is rated 14A.  Now I've seen a bunch of 14A movies in my lifetime and none of them has shaken me to the core as this one had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. They have previews of this movie as a cutesy fairy tale that will open your imagination as much as other grand movies like Narnia or Spirited away (both in which it was compared to), but it is a LIE! For one thing Narnia didn't have in any of it's scenes a guy getting his face pounded in by another guy with a wine bottle!  Spirited Away has the safety blanket of being a cartoon and in such has the security that no matter what there is no way that the imagination will run away.  Pans also had, blood drop by blood drop, more blood than 80% of the action animes.  That is saying something when there is usually rivers of blood flowing from wounds or noses of the caracters.  Narnia had beatings but really no major blood scenes within it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The reviews LIE.   Most of the reviews give it a high recommidation.  OMG Bibble.  Almost simular to #1, did these guys actually watch this from a standpoint of someone who is looking forewards to a fairytale in which everything ends well, not that everything ends well because the main character DIES.  Sorry spoiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Uber creepy fawn thing.&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Panslabyrinthofelia.JPG" class="internal" title="The faun gives Ofelia the Book of Crossroads, which explains her tasks."&gt;&lt;img alt="The faun gives Ofelia the Book of Crossroads, which explains her tasks." longdesc="/wiki/Image:Panslabyrinthofelia.JPG" class="thumbimage" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/b/bc/Panslabyrinthofelia.JPG/250px-Panslabyrinthofelia.JPG" height="141" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Super Uber Creepy Kid Eatting thing, that bit off the head of the creepy looking faeries, and had his eyes in his hands and the skin coming off of his body.  If you are really interested in knowing what the hell I'm talking about then go to the official site of Pans and he is right there on the main page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The officier man who is another main character is a sadistic bastard.  He was the one who beat a boy to death by smashing his face in with a wine bottle in the first few opening scenes.  He beat a person who stuttered to the point that it was difficult to really recognize the character in the end.  Also there was some other traits that I really didn't understand with him, perhaps it was a wall that I put up against him or the fact that he was mean and meaner as the movie progressed.  I donno.  He got his just desserts.  Bloody Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Over use of violence.  I don't like violent movies.  A fist fight, fine.  A big battle that is fantasized, great.  But there is a certain type of violence that chills me, the violence of one person to another when they have no means of fighting back, or no distinction of who is evil and wrong is there.  Once I found out that this movie had an air of a war flick I settled into the violence of a war flick.  The people shooting other people I had to problem with and thankfully they didn't go into much detail there.  However the tortures of people who were prisioners, the man mentioned in 6, getting his mouth torn open, the amputation of a gangurine infested leg (yes they even had the flesh eaten away)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Length.  Holy geek of freak.  This was a beyond waste of time.  For the seemingly 3 hours of horror (really I would've watched Dawn of the Dead three times than this for the inner horror) it dragged in some parts, which if I wasn't so intent in watchign the end I would've fallen asleep, which I should've to save myself from what was going to happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Subtitles.  Now true for a lot of stuff being lost in translation, it takes a lot to read all of the words for such a long movie gives the eyes strain.  The longest time previously that I have read subs were at Animethon but there was the time of going from one room to another, and animes are only an hour 45 long most times anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to say I'm the only one who can say that this movie was BEYOND disturbing is a travisty.  I've talked to other people and there has been a few who say that it is a good movie, especially if you edit out some of the scenes.   Others are so shaken that the mention of this movie brings shivers and appologies of not warning others about this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I do want to point out some of the things I did like about this movie, just so that it's not one sided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The visual effects are top notch.  The praying matis that changed into a faerie was beyond good, and even though I'll forever go on about the creepiness of both the faun and the pale man (kid and faerie eatter) the make-up on the actor was supreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="thumb tright"&gt; &lt;div class="thumbinner" style="width: 302px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ivana_Baquero_in_Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg" class="internal" title="Ivana Baquero with one of the magical characters"&gt;&lt;img alt="Ivana Baquero with one of the magical characters" longdesc="/wiki/Image:Ivana_Baquero_in_Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg" class="thumbimage" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/c/c0/Ivana_Baquero_in_Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg/300px-Ivana_Baquero_in_Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg" height="169" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="thumbcaption"&gt; &lt;div class="magnify" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:Ivana_Baquero_in_Pan%27s_Labyrinth.jpg" class="internal" title="Enlarge"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. The film stayed true to itself.  There was no savior to the girl, who had to work for herself throughout the whole movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. I have heard of some of the fairytales in this movie and it was strung together magnificantly.  I don't know if the screenwriter really realized that it was going to be recognizable for some of the more, lesser known tales, or if he was going to say that he wrote them all from scratch -_- but either way the writing was solid and refreshing from the over done tales.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. The whole score was built completely around a simple lullaby tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6096787982947722003?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6096787982947722003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6096787982947722003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6096787982947722003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6096787982947722003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/05/watch-out-evilness-is-comming-onto.html' title='Watch out the evilness is comming onto video.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-9196912661798174971</id><published>2007-05-11T11:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T20:29:02.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I applaud.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/RkSif-eNIkI/AAAAAAAAADA/3E3E8bcPnxw/s1600-h/Kingdom-Hearts-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/RkSif-eNIkI/AAAAAAAAADA/3E3E8bcPnxw/s320/Kingdom-Hearts-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063350551300612674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt something new on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;photoshop&lt;/span&gt; and you know what that means?  A new desktop!  Its nice but I like really really dark ones but I'm happy how it came out. I applaud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways my arms are killing me, been playing too much &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wii&lt;/span&gt; and beating and vaporizing too many rabbits (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Rayman&lt;/span&gt;).  I know I've been a little nuts about this game from the first time I played it in December but its so cute, in a disturbing, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;syphilitic&lt;/span&gt; way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Kim's parent teacher interviews last night.  She is doing well.  For this I applaud.  I think I will have an editor on my hands *excellent*.  Meanwhile I'm disgusted on how teachers are viewing excellence in that school.  I don't know but it doesn't seem as if the exams are any more difficult (pulled out old tests and compared *I'm such a pack rat*) or the books any longer (Which they are not in a lot of the cases) but I have noticed in that interview that the teachers are applauding below A work, how they are letting assignments be redone and marks improved and how much gym has taken more of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;presedant&lt;/span&gt; than educational practises.  Now the teachers say that they are now more available during lunch time than they were in my time, but if one tried at all it wasn't hard to track a teacher down really.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Intermerials&lt;/span&gt; were cancelled during lunch times.  I wonder when that happened?  But I remember when teachers were really disappointed in the fact that a student got less than 79% in anything.  I don't know if there was a higher standard when my class went through due to higher provincial scores in the school at the time or if the older style of teachers were demanding more out of their kids. &lt;br /&gt;Just seeing how some react to their jobs and their lives I worry about the future.  If there is no recourse now for the people of the future, then they will see that it is okay to slack off, not show up and general laziness is okay. but that is a rant I rather not get into so I applaud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways Book Review time (This time it's a comic really but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tokyopop.com/manga_players/1714/series_graphic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 159px; height: 237px;" src="http://www.tokyopop.com/manga_players/1714/series_graphic.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I wouldn't add something like this to my book reviews but with everything that has happened in my life at the moment plus the absolute killing of brain cells in the present state of cold I grabbed one of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; and it allowed me to actually pay attention to the storyline.  Not that I don't love &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; don't get me wrong but....Now I'm both running and typing mental circles.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways the story is about a artist who has lost his muse (a cat) and upon getting mad at his agent goes into the rain and in the park meets up with Loki (orange cat pictured).  For me the story is fairly light, making it more of a everyday type of story.  The guy works and the cat gets into trouble.  Pretty everyday.  I love the artwork, especially with the between titles the artist has inserted pencil drawings, and Loki as a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Catboy&lt;/span&gt; ^-^.  It's not a bad read really and I know that the animal lover could relate to some of the actions that Loki presents (like a strong dislike of B-A-T-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hs&lt;/span&gt; and the V-E-T).  The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;anime&lt;/span&gt; lover will probably go after the cat boy.  Past that I'm not sure where the story is going, with the second volume coming out SO slowly it's hard to tell.  I'm interested enough to buy the second volume and I think it is a really cute idea, but I don't know if I can stand the whole NORMALITY of this comic.  I'm action, stress situation person.  Dramas are often floating high over my head and lost somewhere in the back corner. &lt;br /&gt;The one thing about this comic that makes me smile is the hope it gives to aspiring artists.  The artist is the winner of rising stars contest and even though two of her other series were shot down due to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;unseeable&lt;/span&gt; events she is still published with this one.  I applaud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, grr.  Spell check majorly sucks.  Totally assness.  I applaud.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-9196912661798174971?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/9196912661798174971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=9196912661798174971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/9196912661798174971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/9196912661798174971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-applaud.html' title='I applaud.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qb8BQco70IU/RkSif-eNIkI/AAAAAAAAADA/3E3E8bcPnxw/s72-c/Kingdom-Hearts-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-2346267156361625546</id><published>2007-05-10T09:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T09:55:22.945-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Sick...Blarg.</title><content type='html'>To tell truth I will probably be repeating titles from this point on unless I get over this cold and get over the fact that I'm still dead ass tired.&lt;br /&gt;Either way I finally got to be able to do some exercise yayness!  I'm still not cleared for the four hour DDR Max marathon but I think I can handle up to 2 km bike daily.  I know that is what really only 2 minutes worth but it will be better than not being able to do anything at all.  Also I finally got meself a wii.  yes there are people I still haven't told, so I'm saying it here.  Already after initial set-up and ten hours of play I have officially got wii-itis.  The condition in which I no longer can pick up my arms, and my forearms are screaming, but it still doesn't quwell the competitive nature within me and beat the crap outta Kim in tennis.  It does, however affect my bowling ability so I was easily beaten.  Thankfully Mother-dearest never had the inkling to let go of the controller, but sometimes lacked the ability to let go of a button without hitting a few others.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;Ahh good times, unfortunatly it made me go into a coughing spree so bad that my chest hurt.  So very little sleep for me last night and having another "Jen is dead at work" day.  Bah.  Snoozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note does anyone know which movie has the line "Oh, 'Suse?"  Okay that looks dumb but meh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-2346267156361625546?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/2346267156361625546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=2346267156361625546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2346267156361625546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/2346267156361625546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/05/still-sickblarg.html' title='Still Sick...Blarg.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-6005093341783008661</id><published>2007-05-07T16:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T16:35:03.648-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jennie's ill.</title><content type='html'>Watch out there is a good little bug going on out there.  My father and Kim were the first ones to get it and I was the next to come down, now it's a race to see if either Ben or mom gets it.  With any luck both of them get to escape it and such.  Meanwhile I require sleep and would be in bed except that I had to lay paper today.  All sniffles and such, as well as a cough and sore throat.  Maybe I can book it off tomarrow and sleep in all day mahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23854442-6005093341783008661?l=kamiakai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/feeds/6005093341783008661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23854442&amp;postID=6005093341783008661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6005093341783008661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23854442/posts/default/6005093341783008661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kamiakai.blogspot.com/2007/05/jennies-ill.html' title='Jennie&apos;s ill.'/><author><name>Kami Akai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01478899250149031383</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QhXoJMLFVXg/TZNpF7qE8EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/PWtb5FMArZA/s1600/5ce59e99b5cfd0a80872ecc55df68c51.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23854442.post-4633627649851866939</id><published>2007-05-02T09:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T11:24:22.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodness Me Goodness My Long Post Ahead</title><content type='html'>Yep it's another day in which there is almost nothing to do at work.  I'm getting tired of these days.  I'm getting tired in general. But that is beside the point&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was the best.  Thanks Carrie and Mel!&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which there was some interesting things I found on my shopping trips for the multiple baby and wedding showers I have been going to on an ongoing basis.  In the end, I usually spend too much and find things that if I won the lotto I would have to equip both friends and family with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. CD Wallpaper.    These pockets can be hung off a wall using reinforced grommets in which one could put up to 24 CDs in and comes in blue or grey tones.  Seeing how colorful CDs are coming out now I thought that after the DVDs go underway to do this with my anime collection and see how much moneyI truely spent on that addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/wallpaper-main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 157px;" src="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/wallpaper-main.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also comes in one that will hold the whole case for DVD/Video games as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Personal Cubical Air Conditioner.  Now true enough if I was fabulously rich I wouldn't have to get one of these but I just may do so lately just to put into my room, car or anywhere else, both battery and plug in power makes it uber useful especially for one like myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/desk-ac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 134px;" src="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/desk-ac.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mini water dispensors.  I saw it even in hello kitty!  They look like the bigger water dispensors but can fit onto a desk.  Useful no.  Interesting yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Knife Holder.  Kim and I saw this and nearly died laughing.  I would own one and so would everyone I know.  I don't think for me it would ever get old. But I probably want it in silver or black.  More classy colors.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/the_ex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 153px; height: 208px;" src="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/the_ex.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;5. UV Disinfectant Wand.  I don't know if it really works or not, but the concept makes it a worth try, especially when travelling.  Never touch the remote, never touch the remote, never touch the remote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Message Clocks.  The ones that you see in the malls that tell customers the time and other information that was programmed into them.  Fun and dangerous, just what every household needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Lightalk.  Program messages, or even with the newer ones, images and when you wave it around it appears in the air.  Ultra Kewl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. This Plant.  I hate plants.  No matter what I forget about them and they die and it makes me want to cry.  This plant however is no concern for that.  One can forget about it, til it becomes a dried husk, and then when it is found again, watered, then it sapposably comes back to a green plant.  We need to breed this feature back into more plants if this is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/dinosaur_plant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 182px;" src="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/dinosaur_plant.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;9. Fake Book covers.  These are just for fun and really could hide anything from textbooks to porn.  Naughty.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/phoney_book_covers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 126px;" src="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/phoney_book_covers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10. Pocket Catus.  It's funny.  It's small and I think it's a hoot.  Not like the hooters type of hoot but almost.And like the plant in before mentioned this plant doesn't need water much and unlike the other one this one is completly portible, someone could have it as a cell phone charm.  True true!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/mini_cactus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 202px;" src="http://www.thinkgeek.com/images/products/front/mini_cactus.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There is 10 items.  I will find more and post it up.  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