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  <title>Shikari [the ripper]</title>
  <subtitle>Precious Miseries</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Shikari Himuro</name>
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  <updated>2007-04-10T04:23:47Z</updated>
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    <title>new job~&amp;gt;</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T04:23:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T04:23:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Last Hallucination by Schwarz Stein</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I finally got a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worried, because when my background was checked, it came back negative. That means it would have haunted me for the rest of my life because something bad was on my record. And I had no clue what it could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when my information was sent back in, the results came back just fine. It was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have orientation tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I do not have to miss the Japanese festival this weekend. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this means I can afford more things and me and my love can finally move forward together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now off to bed. Oyasumi nasai minna!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shikari_ripper:10620</id>
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    <title>shake it up</title>
    <published>2007-04-03T16:12:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-03T16:12:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Disco King - Aural Vampire</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I guess things are beginning to shake up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I can actually drive, I see my love everyday, and it is the best feeling in the world. Since she had 2 days off this weekend, like always, I picked her up from work Saturday night and took her to CiCi's pizza because she was craving it. After that, we got gas and headed to her house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the night there, and then Sunday morning, we went to a donut shop, and then went to the lake. We ate on the dock. There was no water under us. Just mud and dirt. It's so dry. Even after all the rain we have bee having, the boat ramp is completely useless. We fed the ducks and geese our unwanted food, and then we headed for the mall. Ugh. We got there at 11:30, and ALL the stores were closed. Her work tried to call her in, but luckily we were in Ft. Worth, so she declined. She would have gotten a hell of a check though for 8 hours of over time. Too bad ;__; We bought meaningless shit there, and really just hung out. By 1:30 we were starving, so we trucked it all the way into Springtown, picked up our friend Drew, and then went back to Lake Worth, to go eat at the Chinese buffet. After that we went to Petsmart and we got a little engraved tag for Tomo with his name and a phone number. Drew bought one, and made it say "Kyo hates you" it's a pink heart! xD And then I got one that says: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shi &amp; Haku &lt;br /&gt;BFFL &lt;br /&gt;awesome" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. She will get a matching one, once I have money! xD I put it on the necklace I have with her class ring. &amp;lt;3 She is with me always now. And then we messed around in Ross and found jack shit there, and then headed off to Target. Too bad hobby lobby was closed ;__; Drew gave me a sheet of rad Hello Kitty stickers, but a lot fell off in my purse, so they are now on the dashboard of my car!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to Drew's to play with her puppy, Terra. She is so cute. And she pees when she see's strangers! I got all wet ;__; That was all to that eventful day. We went back to my love's shit hole house, and we watched T.V with a girl that lives there while she smoked a whole bowl by herself. I am not used to seeing people smoke a whole bowl of weed within 10 minutes by themself. I bet she was completely stoned. She kept trying to pass it to me. No thanks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to bed. And Cindy came home, bitching of course... slamming doors and throwing shit around, claiming that I didn't pay rent and shit like that. Just because I stayed 2 nights? My love pays bills. A high amount at that. She should be allowed to have whoever the hell she wants over. But Cindy was pissed, and starting saying it was ridiculous, and shit. Then she purposely left the door open to let the cat out, I know. She just wanted to be a bitch. I had to wrestle the cat down for an hour and a half until she shut the door. I hate her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that ordeal, I woke up at 2 am to a chef's nightmare. Chastity decided to fry eggs. The flame was much too high, and thus her eggs were burning, and the whole kitchen was filled with smoke. And not only did it wreak or burnt eggs, but the smell of frying butter was overwhelming. I thought I was going to vomit. She just kept adding it. [When the flame it too high, it dries the pan out, and you have to keep adding some form of liquid or fat] It was a nightmare. I couldn't breath, and I felt so sick... But it wasn't just the smell that bothered me, it was the fact that she kept making loud noises. The pan would sizzle when the egg would drop in, she threw pots in the sink, turned the water up, stomped around... the futon that me and my girlfriend share is RIGHT next to the kitchen. Luckily that didn't last too long, and I was back to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That morning, me and her left early to my house. My mom was at work. My baby was able to take a shower, and I straightened her hair the best I could [it was so muggy!] and then we left for Taco Bell to score some food. After that, she cashed her check, and we mailed off her taxes. She won't be getting back as much as she hoped, but she will be getting back some. And the moment she gets her check, I will be taking her to open up a savings account, so she can finally start on getting her car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got an application for an apartment, because she honestly can't live where she is anymore. She will have people she knows that live there help her fill it out, and put in a good word for her. Hopefully she can get in. It would be a big help, because it' s so close to everything, and people she can get rides from work with. I will help her furnish it, of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 2:30, we decided to go to the Weatherford DPS office to get her a new license, since her wallet was stolen. We had to stop by her parent's house to get her birth certificate, and then we had to book it to the office before they closed. We got the at 4:30, and no one was inline [there was a huge line when we left, 3 minutes later] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a productive weekend. I am so glad I can pay her back for all the things she has done for me. Though I will never be able to repay her material wise, I will deffinately do all I can for her, and possibly more. She is worth every bit of it.</content>
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    <title>I GOT MY DRIVER'S LICENSE!!</title>
    <published>2007-03-26T21:49:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-26T21:49:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the rain??</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HOMG!!!! O_O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't belieeeeeeve it! &amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;I guess the 3rd time is a charm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also can't believe the test is that fucking HARD &amp;gt;&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;What the hell? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting my insurance tomorrow, and then I will be off job hunting =] yay! ^_^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And mine and my lover's anniversiary is Wednesday O_O *sob* And, and, and, I might have to miss America's Next Top Model!! ;__; A very terrible excuse, because I do love her, but... this is my new obsessssssssion! O_O I must see who is voted off next! xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it's Renee... &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; Or Natasha. It BETTER not be Jaslene, or Jael. i will cry. For reals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our night will consist of Next Top Model, and dinner? =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I expect to be hit for that suggestion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better have a tape ready in my VCR to record it.. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, everybody, I will be on the road VERY shortly =] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know I am a good driver because I rode with a fucking police officer &amp;gt;[ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you allll!!! ^_______^</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shikari_ripper:8236</id>
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    <title>YIPPEE!!</title>
    <published>2007-03-04T22:39:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-04T22:39:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>GO GO GO - An Cafe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Parallel parking --- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it now :DDD&lt;br /&gt;It's actually REALLY easy, once you do it a few times, plus my car is rad, and it's easy to drive. I've been practising all day. Once my mom's boyfriend showed me how to do it, they left for my aunt's house and told me to keep at it. My neck is honestly killing me, from looking over everytime I back between the cones i have set up... and i have them set a little far apart for now. I will slowly move them in to where they will be on the test. But I am extremely proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the Cotton Patch is so desperate for employees, that the only requirement they are looking for is "speaks English" and I believe that I have that down. And I know I will for sure get a job there, since both of my cousins work there, and Cassidy's boyfried.. and the owner knows my whole family o_O" So I will be getting an application as soon as possible. The good thing about it, is that I will not only have a decent paycheck, but if I am good, I will get killer tips. Cassidy made 75$ in tips on 3 tables in one night. Not bad at all, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In bad news ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather's lung surgery is tomorrow at 5:00am.&lt;br /&gt;We had a family dinner at some seafood place today to all get together... hopefull ynot for the last time. Micheal wasn't there, and of course, Cherria wasn't. I know she is upset because we are having a family crisis, and she can't be here. But thats the decision she made... to marry a dueche bag and move to Arkansas. It's her own fault she is not there. But I am dissapointed in Mike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In cosplay news ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sat down and planned out almost every detail of it.&lt;br /&gt;I know how to make the Chiaki wings, and I now know I am doing bloody Ororon :D And I am losing weight like crazy. My pants nearly fall off of me when I walk o_O I really need to find my belt!!! But hopefully I will be at my limit by AKon. And I have been getting full easily. After the resturaunt today, I will be eating shirmp for a few meals to come. [and whoever put that peice of catfish in my to-go box... fuck you. &amp;gt;&amp;lt; My fries are tainted now with sick fish taste! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thats whats been going down. I love you all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:shikari_ripper:3367</id>
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    <title>Okay, so...</title>
    <published>2007-02-06T18:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-06T18:57:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Halleluiah - Rurutia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This journal is NOW officially friends only :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to actually read what I have to say, add me, and if I know you, I will add back. Got it?</content>
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