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  <title>Hard-Boiled Wonderland</title>
  <subtitle>...and such nonsensical musings</subtitle>
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    <name>karushipa</name>
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  <updated>2007-10-09T08:28:46Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:karushipa:9127</id>
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    <title>crumbling</title>
    <published>2007-10-09T08:28:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-09T08:28:46Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Have you ever felt like you were just falling apart, one piece at a time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pieces that fell from you crumble as soon as it left you, and not just crumble into some minute pieces of matter, of substance but into a void, like the particles themselves were tired of this state of existence and&amp;nbsp;were waiting for a chance to reach into obscurity, chaos, nothingness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One small piece at a time it goes, a giant darkness made of nothing and blood and pain and numbness taking mouthfuls at a time away from your being and you don't even realize it except for the sharp, aching feeling of missing something vital....&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:karushipa:8810</id>
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    <title>Huh.</title>
    <published>2007-04-23T10:44:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-23T10:44:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://quizfarm.com/images/1170277859x_seishirou.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Seishirou&lt;/b&gt;. You are like Seishirou Sakurazuka from Tokyo Babylon and X. Um... that's scary. People who do not know you very well may very well think that you are a kind and gentle soul - someone who loves animals and cares about the environment. But really, you probably couldn't care less. Your true nature is that you are a bit obsessive and antisocial. And maybe a bit of a stalker. And all of this would be a bad thing... if you weren't so damn cool.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=303275"&gt;Who is your inner CLAMP character?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made me do a tie breaker between these two: &lt;br /&gt;1 It would be nice to find someone who is for me, and only me. &lt;br /&gt;2 I have a rather anti-social disposition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of which fits me equally well. Guess which choice landed me as Seishirou. &lt;br /&gt;I was also curious as to what the other would give me so i also tried the first one and got..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://quizfarm.com/images/1170136753chii.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="300" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Chii&lt;/b&gt;. According to results, you are most like Chii from Chobits. Innocent, adorable and fresh, you love learning new things and exploring the world, even though it might get you in to trouble from time to time. You are happy in your own little world, and you feel best when you are able to show those around you how much you care. Just remember to "recharge" yourself from time to time and you'll be just fine.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=303275"&gt;Who is your inner CLAMP character?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;.................. &lt;br /&gt;............ &lt;br /&gt;...... &lt;br /&gt;...( -_-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do these two even merit a tie breaker?&amp;nbsp; I experienced a weird moment&amp;nbsp;of poetic irony when I saw my results.&amp;nbsp; A single choice decided whether I'd be labeled as a devil or an angel.&amp;nbsp; But then I seem to get this kind of result on quite a few of those quizzies and personality tests and such. Does this mean that I'm that two-faced? Or maybe just wishy-washy and ambiguous...all of which is not an appealing trait for a person to have, to come to think of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I like the two characters that I came out to be~ ^-^</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:karushipa:8694</id>
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    <title>Hush Little Baby</title>
    <published>2007-04-11T02:26:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-11T02:36:01Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="the set up"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"....What?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Head Guard realized that he had lost again. Well he had stopped hoping to win against Galeion a long time ago but losing to a bet of this kind left a sour taste in his mouth. It was a lost battle to begin with; he shouldn't have agree to go along with it. However, he couldn't deny that the situation in front of his eyes was a priceless spectacle. It was more than worth the wine that was the price for the bet. King Thranduil was starring at Galeion with a quintessential dumbfounded expression on this face, his jaw dangling helplessly and struck dumb momentarily at Galeion's announcement. Thranduil started to voice his disbelief with much effort.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"......Old man, have you finally gone completely senile?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"My arm's about to fall off, my Lord. We have to leave right away so take him off my hands. I thought you were heavy as a child but he's easily twice your weight."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What are you talking about? Can't you see what I'm doing? Stop gibbering nonsense and take him out."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"If you're not willing to take care of him, who do you expect me to entrust him to?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"What do I care? You're the one who takes care of the things in the castle. It's your job. Take care of it on your own. Don't try to dump this on me."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"'What do I care?' What do you mean 'What do I care?' I don't think that you realize that this is the most important responsibility that I have in this castle. He's your only son. What are you going to do if something happens to him? How am I to see the Queen if something happens?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Galeion gently put down the covered basket that he was holding in one hand on Thranduil's desk. Thranduil stepped back immediately eyeing the package as if it was a decapitated ork's head. If it actually had been an ork's head, Thranduil would have shown a more laid back response.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Wh--What is that?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Holy. The King is actually stuttering. King Thranduil. Stuttering. O Great Manwe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Head Guard looked up at the ceiling and substituted his laughter with a discrete cough. Sorry Galeion, this is it. Even if Beleriand rises from the sea, I'm never betting against you ever again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"This is the milk. I've warmed it but you should warm it again before feeding him. I've put the pot with hot water on the stove. Be careful that he doesn't chew on the spoon when you're feeding him. He's just started teething and you shouldn't let him hurt himself by chewing on the spoon. I did change to a wooden spoon for this reason but if he constantly chews on things, give him this. It's licorice root. There's also a doll made from soft wood. And diapers...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Wait, wait."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thranduil finally broke his stunned silence to grab Galeion's arm. The expression on his handsome elfin face was that of desperation mixed with a hefty amount of fear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Stop joking already. What do you want me to do?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"As you already know, I won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. The queen is also not here. There's no one to look after the prince. So the job falls on you, naturally. What have you been listening to all this time?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Let the ladys of the court take care of him. Don't try to pull this stunt on me. Vicious gramps. Who're you trying to prank? If you're thinking for the best, take him to someone who's able to take care of him. Doesn't he have a nurse?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Galeion stared at Thranduil with a stony expression.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Our prince doesn't have a nurse. Do you think that the queen would put him in the hands of another for a second? Everyone in the castle who's not blind or stupid knows that."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thranduil, who suddenly became the blind idiot of the castle bit off harshly,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"If you throw that precious prince under my care, the queen will impale you as soon as she gets back."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Well if she deems me unworthy, then I shall gladly put my life down for her to take. This is the best solution that this unworthy servant came up with in such short notice. If I appeal to her saying that leaving the prince with his father seemed to be the best solution, wouldn't she spare this lowly life?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Galeion turned and placed the baby in the crib that he brought earlier next to Thranduil's bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"He sleeps so soundly. He's such a good baby, unlike someone that I know. He doesn't wake once throughout the night and smiles so often. When he wakes up, feed him and just play with him for a while until he falls asleep again."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"......."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Then this lowly one will be going now."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"......call Namarfin before you go."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I told you already. I gave everyone a day off since I won't be here. The guards will be preparing your meals."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"......get out before I shoot you." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Galeion laughed under his breath as he opened the door. The Head Guard rushed out after Galeion without even properly bowing to Thranduil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Will he be okay?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Who?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;".....both."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"He'll do what he has do to if it comes down to it, in his own way."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;".....what if something happens to the prince?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Well he can't get sick. He is an elf after all."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Well no, not just that...."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Boys have to be raised with a heavy hand. He should grow up strong."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What are you talking about--he's just a newborn baby!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Anyways, don't forget; 2 barrels."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"......alright."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Never again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>a very messy roadkill....</title>
    <published>2006-08-08T07:32:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-08T07:32:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...that's what I feel like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very sad to say that I have gotten to a point in my life where constant celebrating cease to be fun very quickly; .....I shall stop there to spare myself further discouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want this marathon to be OVER.</content>
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    <title>At this rate....</title>
    <published>2006-05-18T05:44:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-18T05:44:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...I shall fall and not never, but take some ungodly amount of time getting back up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;My life is disgustingly turning out as a circus.  A rabid one at that.&lt;br /&gt;A brick of chocolate a day is the only thing keeping me on my feet cause my body all of sudden decided that it didn't like caffeine anymore.  (That little discovery nearly cost me my sanity few days back when I dranked down a grande and gained a killer migraine that lasted through the whole day.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need to reset and clear my life.</content>
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    <title>Home Life</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T23:12:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-09T23:15:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why is it that I am more busy at home than anywhere else?&lt;br /&gt;It's like my whole family and their friends decided that I should become their private chauffeur.  I left this morning at 8am and did a lot of driving and errands but at the end of the day (good god..the day's not even over yet...must drag my carcass to work at 6) I'm dead tired and left with a feeling that despite the flurry of activity so far, I haven't done anything really.  Ugh.  It's the most unsatisfying sensation in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should get on with my life.  At this rate, I'll be a go-fer for everyone else.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:karushipa:715</id>
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    <title>Howl's Moving Castle</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T05:10:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-09T05:10:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I cannot begin to express how I loved this movie.  My sister and I watched it together this past week and decided that Miyazaki must be on some wonderfully exotic hallucinogen.  This guy's imagination just boggles the mind.  Watching a Miyazaki film is like wandering through a wonderland built with layers of symbols and dazzling images.  Naussica is still my favorite but Howl is a close second.</content>
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    <title>First post</title>
    <published>2006-05-06T09:44:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-06T09:44:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Joined the lj community...finally.&lt;br /&gt;Hope this works out better than xanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.</content>
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