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  <updated>2004-12-18T03:53:19Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:4058</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-12-17T21:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-18T03:53:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-18T03:53:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes when the game can't be played, the players play the game. No equiptment, no place, just there. Inside the game, as the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so I read from some silly inspirational biography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game is a thing and if you ignore it, it ceases to exsist. I will not let that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sleeping. I feel somewhere someplace I took this wrong turn. I just need to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamio, your clothing was acceptable at practice.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:3601</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-11-23T17:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-23T23:34:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-23T23:34:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The new KoF is out. Mai Shiranui kicks well. Made me want to do the same thing. &lt;s&gt;There's a hole in the wall now.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to &lt;s&gt;call him&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;talk to him&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;study&lt;/s&gt; go play tennis. </content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:3558</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-11-16T16:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-16T22:02:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-16T22:02:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Kirihara&lt;/b&gt;: It will be another few days until I am able to deliver the package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kamio&lt;/b&gt;: Please report to me the progress of our discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candy striper from the hospital offered to meet me at a local Starbucks to discuss his father's medical practice. She blushed while doing so, which I cannot understand. I agreed, but it does conflict with the time I said I would meet Kirihara.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:3144</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-11-09T11:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-09T17:13:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-09T17:13:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Homework and injuries do not go together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deletion of my address book on my cellphone by Ann who suspected I was using her shampoo again was not amusing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:2974</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-10-20T19:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-21T00:03:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-21T00:03:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As I have not been seen at the tennis courts, I guess I should explain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am held over for tests at the hospital, it is nothing to be worried about. If you need me, please feel free to e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to take up that match.&lt;br /&gt;My own bravado obviously got the best of me. I would have punched the guy afterwards if I wasn't in so much pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:2613</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-10-14T18:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-19T23:21:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-21T00:04:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highschool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming, and I don't worry about them as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team needs a leader. I need to talk to Kamio and Shinji about it. I need to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Do List:&lt;br /&gt;- Talk to Kamio and Shinji&lt;br /&gt;- Contact Kirihara&lt;br /&gt;- Go to ReHab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:2501</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-10-03T13:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-03T18:52:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-03T18:52:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I said I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think I'm sick. Walking home in those thin sweats in rain was idiotic at best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate being sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Ann tries to make anymore airplane noises with the spoon of nasty soup I'm going to tell her she can't watch anymore matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:2149</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-09-28T13:24:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-28T18:24:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-28T18:24:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamio was rather... bright today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To worry about the team is to worry about myself. &lt;br /&gt;What will they do soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While everyone else in my grade is looking forward to the upcoming year, I find myself penciling in training schedules and trying to get used to not seeing the faces I'll always see around. I'm still debating on whether to join the tennis club this upcoming year or take a year off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a totally different train of thought, I go to eat strawberry tarts at the local dessert shop every week now. I should just ask for the treat to go, since it's me and 30 girls after school all giggling and making conversations I can overhear. &lt;s&gt;Which are rather embarrassing...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-09-24T16:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-24T21:21:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-24T21:21:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Doctors really need to get out of the habit of saying "this is only going to hurt a bit" when they contort your body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smell like Ann, and Kirihara... I do wonder if his shampoo is one of the Shiney Be You for Girls products. One of the cartoon girls on it even looks a bit like Kirihara...&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:1589</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-09-09T19:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-10T00:16:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-10T00:16:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The fool who is aware of his foolishness is wise at least to that extent. But the fool who thinks himself wise is a fool indeed."&lt;br /&gt;- Buddha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am indeed the wisest one.</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2004-08-30T20:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-30T20:22:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's wrong to order schoolgirl dress catalogs.&lt;br /&gt;It's also wrong to check the listings for martial arts movies and ones with explosions.&lt;br /&gt;It is most definately wrong to purchase another set of ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have done all 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my leg is healing somewhat. I should ask Shinji to play a game with me, he would probably take it easy on me. It would be nice to keep it low key. I don't want everyone to have expectations on my level of play at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kippei_buchou:1241</id>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-08-19T11:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T16:25:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T16:25:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"In this world we walk upon the roof of hell and contemplate the flowers." - Issa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't the roof and the flowers weren't especially nice at the park, but it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting? Shooting? You tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to meet me at the park again? I'm there most days. It's another place for you to stalk me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to talk. Please don't make me bench you for ignoring the pleas of your captian.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>kippei_buchou @ 2004-08-05T09:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-05T15:03:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-05T15:03:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Physical therapy is progressing. If only the rate of healing was up to my expectations. After watching practice I end up heading to the street courts and watching them as well. I only wish it was possible to workout with just ones eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have asked Momoshiro to meet me at the street courts to discuss my sister. After reading their journals and discussing parts with her and hearing things from my parents I can say I am not pleased with him, to put it lightly. I'm not a violent man, but I can't put it past me after what has happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamio and Shinji, do you want to meet up for some shoe shopping? If I can't play just yet, I might as well look the part and get some new shoes for when I can.</content>
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    <title>Intro of sorts.</title>
    <published>2004-07-27T06:46:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-27T06:59:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The greatest medicine is the emptiness of everything.&lt;br /&gt;- Atisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wise man may have said that, but I'm not wise enough to believe it yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The greatest medicine for my leg has been my team and my sister. Thank you for visiting me while I was in the hospital, it was better than medicine or doctors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to start a journal as encouraged by Shinji and Kamio. I look forward to their responses and also getting to know them better. I usually only use my computer for tennis news and to read the on-line edition of the Monthly Pro magazine, so I am not exactly computer literate. It would be most helpful if someone could stop over and make sure I'm doing this all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Kamio, Shinji and Ann have used their journals in a manner befitting Fudoumine. I will be checking up periodically to make sure you all are doing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The courts have gotten greener since I have been in the hospital. I know it's wrong of me to think so, but after the pure white of the hospital other than the flowers from the team the courts are brighter. I am pleased how well the team has kept them looking, not that I didn't have confidence in the club to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[How is your injury? Do you need to head for a check-up this week? ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ I'm still not playing on the courts, but I have been using the hand weights to improve my grip strength. I will shake this depression of not being able to actually play soon. I have to. ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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