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  <title>Takoyaki Journals</title>
  <subtitle>歌声よ響き出してウソをも抱いて 僕等泣いた昨日を消してくれ</subtitle>
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    <name>kaitou</name>
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  <updated>2011-08-29T17:58:06Z</updated>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-03:247983:242121</id>
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    <title>Go Away Amy Pond</title>
    <published>2011-08-29T17:58:06Z</published>
    <updated>2011-08-29T17:58:06Z</updated>
    <category term="doctor who"/>
    <category term="fail"/>
    <category term="writing foo"/>
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    <content type="html">I "liked" Doctor Who on Facebook, which means that I get constant updates and video clips of old doctors and things.  Mostly I ignore them, but the other night they had one saying "Do you love Amy Pond? In the next half-season there's an episode devoted to to her backstory that will break your heart!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a fit of "Someone is Wrong on the Internet" I clicked on the comments to say "NO. I don't love Amy, get her the hell off the TARDIS."  And as I read through the comments I saw that there were two camps.  The people who hated Amy...mostly women.  And the people that love Amy, mostly men.  The men were baffled at the Amy Hate, and decided that we must be either die hard Doctor/Rose shippers or just jealous because Amy's pretty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um. NO.  &lt;br /&gt;HELL no.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="cut-wrapper"&gt;&lt;span style="display: none;" id="span-cuttag___1" class="cuttag"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b class="cut-open"&gt;(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-text"&gt;&lt;a href="https://kaitou.dreamwidth.org/242121.html#cutid1"&gt;And here's why.  Warning, as River would say...Spoilers!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b class="cut-close"&gt;&amp;nbsp;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="display: none;" id="div-cuttag___1" aria-live="assertive"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kaitou&amp;ditemid=242121" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-03:247983:240501</id>
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    <title>Bad Luck with Audiobooks</title>
    <published>2011-07-06T00:22:53Z</published>
    <updated>2011-07-06T00:25:26Z</updated>
    <category term="fail"/>
    <category term="books"/>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://kaitou1412.livejournal.com/242115.html"&gt;You might remember &lt;/a&gt;that there were a few...incidents when I listened to Mary Roach's book Bonk on audiobook. My luck continues to hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm at my parents' this week, and I've been spending most of my time refinishing a dining room table so that I will finally have one of my own.&amp;nbsp; While I work on the table I've been listening to Richard Dawkins' 'The Selfish Gene' on audiobook.&amp;nbsp; I thought it would be less dangerous than leaving my music on shuffle and having parents/neighbors hear foul language and/or a grown woman who has Chipmunks music on her playlist.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm putting the top coat onto the chair legs when my dad comes out to check my progress.&amp;nbsp; And Richard....who's been talking about cuckoos and fig wasps and wolves suddenly launches into speculation on why humans lost their penis bone, and how a hydraulic erection could be a sign of fitness and health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hides face in hands*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kaitou&amp;ditemid=240501" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-03:247983:235727</id>
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    <title>You fail at compliments</title>
    <published>2011-04-19T11:52:38Z</published>
    <updated>2011-04-19T11:52:38Z</updated>
    <category term="fail"/>
    <category term="work"/>
    <category term="geekery cookery"/>
    <dw:mood>dorky</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">So the orange macarons I made for Boston were a bust. I'm not sure whether it was the fact that not all my egg whites were properly aged, or the orange essence screwed up the balance, but they ended up being all lopsided and hollow in the middle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they still &lt;i&gt;taste&lt;/i&gt; pretty good.  So I put a plate of my oopses together and brought them in to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss tried one and said.  "Wow, these taste like &lt;a href="http://www.bad-candy.com/candies/circuspeanuts/"&gt;circus peanuts&lt;/a&gt;." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kaitou&amp;ditemid=235727" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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    <id>tag:dreamwidth.org,2009-05-03:247983:231968</id>
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    <title>&amp;!#% Static Electricity!!</title>
    <published>2011-01-17T15:14:35Z</published>
    <updated>2011-01-17T15:14:35Z</updated>
    <category term="fail"/>
    <dw:mood>pessimistic</dw:mood>
    <dw:security>public</dw:security>
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    <content type="html">I think I have zapped myself 7 times this morning already.  I can feel the static in my &lt;i&gt;hair&lt;/i&gt;.  I hate this so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This winter has been particularly bad for static, and today is bad for this year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Srsly.  Other people can hear it when I zap myself.  In High School you could see the static if I walked around in the dark wearing flannel.   I could zap other people across a sheet of paper.  I broke the microwave twice just by touching it.  I couldn't wear a watch because it would stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO GO BACK TO THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=kaitou&amp;ditemid=231968" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/&gt; comments</content>
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