<?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-11641135</id><updated>2011-07-28T04:25:27.287-07:00</updated><category term='aum'/><title type='text'>wa, wa...</title><subtitle type='html'>trapped on the edge of japanese culture.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>522</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7001343385278688184</id><published>2010-03-27T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T22:13:15.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No time like the future</title><content type='html'>Work and a couple of non-work things put a squeeze on my time over the last week.  Everything plan-like about my life took a break for a week, including this here bloggy thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should be back on the rails soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&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/11641135-7001343385278688184?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7001343385278688184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7001343385278688184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7001343385278688184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7001343385278688184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2010/03/no-time-like-future.html' title='No time like the future'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-4470837953110563661</id><published>2010-03-18T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T14:40:06.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A small bout of nostalgia (written 9-10-09)</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Today, I want to write something about my life, and its overall trajectory.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, that sounds a bit grandiose.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All I really want to say is that I feel a little better about America lately.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Three things in particular have gotten me feeling that way.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First, “the public option”; having become a freelancer, and having really no interest at rejoining the salaried workforce, insurance comes out of my pocket.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In Japan, my current monthly cost is about $280, thanks to a COBRA-like setup.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My monthly cost would be a lot closer to $500 if I were on the public system due to the salary-based cost structure.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stateside, I’d expect to pay $500 or more (though I haven’t researched that number at all), despite my relative youth and good health.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If the public option happens, self-employeds like me can look forward to somewhat better rates (is my understanding), and all I have to do is leave again before they finish up the Obama Death Camps.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It would be a lot easier for me to go back to school and get a graduate degree if I knew my insurance costs wouldn’t be higher than my tuition.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Second, cheap shopping; I’m going home for Xmas this year, just like last.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;And just like last year, I plan on doing some shopping for non-perishables that just cost way too much in Japan.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On top of the list are supplements, fancy-schmancy toiletries and software.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Shipping anything to Japan is prohibitively expensive, but cramming it into a suitcase when you’ve already planned a trip is essentially free.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But all of the machinations involved in buying the stuff via my underfunded American bank account get me to thinking: wouldn’t it be nice to just live in the place where things are reasonably priced?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Well, “living” there is a lot farther than my mind wants to take it, but it would be nice to pay less than $5.00 a pound for ground beef.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And last, Mythbusters; what can I say, I like the show.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like the guys.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I like the IDEA OF the community the show stands for.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am seriously deprived of light-heartedness, optimism and DIY creativity here.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s not a lot of open or secluded space to go around either.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I heart the hell out of Tokyo, but I’ve been a little more open-minded about America since bittorrent delivered me a big dose of life-affirming America (i.e. Mythbusters eps).&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So what does the future hold for my strained relations with my homeland?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Damned if I know.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t expect I’ll be giving up on my adopted home in Japan any time soon, but I juggling some numbers to see if there are circumstances under which I could spend some time in the states without spending a fortune or dismantling my Tokyo life.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Then again, spending a couple weeks at my folks’ place every now and again takes care of my shopping needs, and Mythbusters is a lot more charming that “the real thing” with the added benefit of being downloadable.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Health insurance, I’ve already got.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;There are some things that make sense for me to do in America: learn to drive, learn some other skills/ attend grad school, live more cheaply, work on my English skills and spend more time with the broader family (to name a few).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lacking a strong and specific reason though, I’m not quite in a hurry to spend a lot of time at home just yet.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-4470837953110563661?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/4470837953110563661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=4470837953110563661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4470837953110563661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4470837953110563661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2010/03/small-bout-of-nostalgia-written-9-10-09.html' title='A small bout of nostalgia (written 9-10-09)'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6711718042554896113</id><published>2010-03-10T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T07:44:05.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suzumebachi OMGRUN (a "thing" I wrote)</title><content type='html'>I started writing 500 word "things" for writing practice a while back, and figured I may as well dump some of them onto here.  Looks like I wrote this one 8-17-09&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more ado:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Suzumebachi OMGRUN&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I read once that Americans have a special hatred of insects.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You see insects cropping up in American horror/ sci-fi movies an awful lot more than in other countries.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The theory in this article was that the great American bug phobia stemmed from the days when insects could easily wipe out a farmers livelihood.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For people in remote areas that could easily mean starvation.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The same article said that these new world bugs were a whole new level of hardcore for the colonists.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I don’t know exactly what kind of badass insects those puritans were up against, but I’m scared shitless of the Suzumebachi (Giant Asian Hornet).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As the English name implies, these beasts are anything but small (see photo &lt;a href="http://gaijinlore.blogspot.com/2006/06/suzumebachi.html"&gt;http://gaijinlore.blogspot.com/2006/06/suzumebachi.html&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The neurotoxin in the suzumebachi’s sting kills a handful of people in Japan every year.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So they’re not only physically disturbing, they’re actually dangerous.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Usually nature only gives a creature one trick: camouflage or poison or “being a grizzly bear”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The suzumebachi has three: size, poison and better PR than two of the Beatles. I see some sort of&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“beware the mighty suzumebachi” reenactment at least once a year on Japanese TV, complete with scary narration and scary music (and terrible acting).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Usually some old dude who didn’t even notice he was stung, and then barely made it out with his life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Despite their television presence, I had never been exactly sure what suzumebachi look like. &lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;To wit: a couple of weeks ago I was in an outdoor bath and a couple of these fellas (&lt;a href="http://mushi-taiji.cocolog-wbs.com/mushitaiji/2008/08/post_1f26.html"&gt;http://mushi-taiji.cocolog-wbs.com/mushitaiji/2008/08/post_1f26.html&lt;/a&gt;) showed up.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Giant? Check.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hornet-like? Check. Asian? Check.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It turns out my identification was false (they were a species of horsefly), but I really though I had encountered the dread suzumebachi.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Add to this threat the facts that they were really aggressive and I was really naked.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The perfect storm of shitlessness.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the end we also barely made it out with our lives.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I actually just had another incident with a misidentified suzumebachi, this time in a dream. In the dream I got stung in the neck by this giant hymenoptera-lookin’ bug.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The shock woke me up with a start and left me thinking “was that a suzumebachi?” for the first couple seconds of wakefulness.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After I figured out that it had been a dream, I went to check wikipedia anyway.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Look at the length of the Japanese page (&lt;a href="http://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/%E3%82%B9%E3%82%BA%E3%83%A1%E3%83%90%E3%83%81"&gt;http://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/%E3%82%B9%E3%82%BA%E3%83%A1%E3%83%90%E3%83%81&lt;/a&gt;)!&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m sure there’s a lot to say about suzumebachi, but this page is longer than the article on WWII (not really).&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;ＭＳ 明朝&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-ＭＳ 明朝&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-language:JAfont-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I was hoping to find some hints as to how to tell the impostors apart from the real suzumebachi and some way to deal with them.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Based on what I’ve read the most practical solution is to run away as far and fast as you can anytime you see, hear or or intuit a bug or a leaf that looks a little like a bug.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Better safe than sorry.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Postscript: Google tells me that there’s a Naruto character with the last name “Suzumebachi”.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That’s dumb.&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6711718042554896113?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6711718042554896113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6711718042554896113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6711718042554896113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6711718042554896113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2010/03/suzumebachi-omgrun-thing-i-wrote.html' title='Suzumebachi OMGRUN (a &quot;thing&quot; I wrote)'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3352686795982966921</id><published>2010-02-12T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T07:34:16.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The grave, and coming back from it.</title><content type='html'>I last posted in...APRIL 2009?  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You shouldn't be surprised to hear that a lot has happened since then.  Man on the moon; Berlin wall goes up/ down; Black guy elected president of U.S.; Wired published that issue with the secret puzzle from the Lost guy, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another recent development is that writing has become more central to my career, as has my lack of writing ability.  After careful consideration, I've decided to become a better writer.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, here goes.  I'm gonna learn to crawl/ walk/ run here on my weblog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3352686795982966921?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3352686795982966921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3352686795982966921&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3352686795982966921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3352686795982966921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2010/02/grave-and-coming-back-from-it.html' title='The grave, and coming back from it.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8664693914969475987</id><published>2009-04-03T09:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T09:45:37.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>binge and...</title><content type='html'>Howdy.  I've decided to get a Facebook account.  Yowza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm using twitter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Flickr and Blogger and Last.fm and probably some other social stuff I don't even know about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a change of pace, I'm planning on putting together something of a cohesive identity online, where I use my name and avoid talking about things that I should probably avoid talking about.  Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blog, whose days have been numbered since forever, will probably stay the way it is.  A disused junk bin for ideas I just can't develop all the way.  The new spot will be nicer.  and better written.  promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for now is to pull all that crap together.  Blow the cobwebs of the blogging center of my brain and get to it.  (if "it" is writing semi-seriously in order to polish my style)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8664693914969475987?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8664693914969475987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8664693914969475987&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8664693914969475987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8664693914969475987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2009/04/binge-and.html' title='binge and...'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7360547404036620740</id><published>2009-03-25T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T08:09:26.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Resume Breathing.</title><content type='html'>I've been out of sorts for a while and in the last couple of days I've had a few epiphanies about why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the right time to bore you with them, but I'm working my way back to my old, less unlikable self.  Slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7360547404036620740?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7360547404036620740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7360547404036620740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7360547404036620740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7360547404036620740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2009/03/resume-breathing.html' title='Resume Breathing.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7978350080491347689</id><published>2009-01-04T04:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T05:13:12.668-08:00</updated><title type='text'>goin home yall.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, we made it&lt;br /&gt;Just by the skin of our teeth Perfection is over, the Rave is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Sheffield&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;America&lt;/span&gt; is over, The Fear is over, Guilt is over, please leave the building quietly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Bergerac&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;California&lt;/span&gt; is over, the hangover is over, Men are over, Women are over&lt;br /&gt;Cholsesterol is over, Tapers are over, Irony is over&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye bye bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://jp.youtube.com/watch?v=mfLZNkIHGHE&amp;amp;eurl=http://www.dannychoo.com/detail/mac/eng/image/12625/Traditional+Japanese+Sports.html"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7978350080491347689?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7978350080491347689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7978350080491347689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7978350080491347689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7978350080491347689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2009/01/goin-home-yall.html' title='goin home yall.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7758858702675768923</id><published>2009-01-02T19:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T19:48:11.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One hell of a sentence.</title><content type='html'>自分は、この人間の世の中において、一生その意識に苦しめられながらも、しかし、それは自分の&lt;span class="kanji" style="z-index: 149987;"&gt;糟糠のつまのごとき好伴侶で、そいつと二人きりで侘びしく遊びたわむれているというのも、自分のいきている姿勢の一つだったかもしれないし、また、俗に、脛に傷持つ身、という言葉もあるようですが、その傷は、自分の赤ん坊の時から、自然に片方に脛にあらわれて、長ずるに及んで治療するどころか、いよいよ深くなるばかりで、骨にまで達し、夜々の痛苦は&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kanji" style="z-index: 149999;"&gt;&lt;span class="match"&gt;千変&lt;/span&gt;万化の地獄とはいいながら、しかし、（これは、たいへん奇妙な言い方ですけど）その傷は、しだいに自分の血肉よりも親しくなり、その傷の痛みは、すなわち傷のいきている感情、または愛情の囁きのようにさえ思われる、そんな男にとって、れいの地下運動のグルウプの雰囲気が、へんに安心で、&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kanji" style="z-index: 149999;"&gt;居心地がよく、つまりその運動の本来の目的よりも、その運動の肌が、自分に合った感じなのでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Dazai Osamu.  And one remarkable thing about this sentence, he avoids both ambiguity and repetition.  In Japanese, that's a feat.  One I finish this book, I'd like to see what &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/No-Longer-Human-Osamu-Dazai/dp/0811204812/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1230954350&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Donald Keene&lt;/a&gt; made from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7758858702675768923?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7758858702675768923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7758858702675768923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7758858702675768923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7758858702675768923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2009/01/one-hell-of-sentence.html' title='One hell of a sentence.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2312483552336916686</id><published>2009-01-02T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T17:32:46.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting today.</title><content type='html'>Last year(!), 2008, I had this big ambitious list of stuff I wanted to do... but I don't feel like I got at it until at least mid year.  In the end I only accomplished about 35% of my stated goals.  This time, I'm starting today.  Jan 2.&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://hundredpushups.com/index.html"&gt;one hundred pushups&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally expect that the 100 pushups thing will be a breeze and that I will be done by the end of february... the only reason I'm gonna let that deadline slip is sickness.&lt;br /&gt;2. Kanji Kentei&lt;br /&gt;I just registered to take lvl. 4 (it counts up to 1) of the Kanji Kentei (Japanese Character test) in late february.  I expect that this is already within my abilities, really.  Still, it seems worth solidifying that to set the stage for lvl 3.  I plan on scheduling lvl 3 as soon as I get my results from lvl 4 (10 days after the test).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO.... I may not close down this blog just yet.  I have this half-formed idea about "being good" that I feel like chasing down.  I think I'm going to keep this blog going to keep working on a few things including this idea.  I'll keep my clean laundry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dirty laundry will be in that other place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2312483552336916686?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2312483552336916686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2312483552336916686&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2312483552336916686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2312483552336916686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2009/01/starting-today.html' title='starting today.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5233970970523882177</id><published>2008-12-28T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T16:44:20.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear 2008, get fucked.</title><content type='html'>Wow.  That year warn't no good.  "2008: Plague Year"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No point in laying out all the bad stuff that went down.  Instead, lets just call it a potent dose of reality that put me a little closer to "my place".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bunch of goals, as listed in &lt;a href="http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/01/10-things-of-2008.html"&gt;this here&lt;/a&gt; post.  This year I came really close on the fitness ones (and blew the pull-ups away); barely even thought about the study goals; read about 1/3 of the books (got a couple days left to add to the tally there); and the other four were a failure too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with a little further ado, my last resolution list!  Like I said in the last post, I'm closing up shop here.  From here on, I'll probably make occasional photo posts from my phone or somethin... but don't expect any more of my sloppily written blather.  I'm putting that somewhere else, somewhere anonymous.  Needless to say, I'm not gonna point the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/ado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fill these in as a think them out, but here's the broad outline for the year's goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fitness:&lt;br /&gt;100 pushups in one go (doing about 45 right now).&lt;br /&gt;50 pull ups&lt;br /&gt;10 pull ups with 40kg burden&lt;br /&gt;15k in 1 hr (Ive never run more than 10k).&lt;br /&gt;110 or 120kg bench press x 1o (I was doing 90kg x 5 two weeks ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese:&lt;br /&gt;Kanji Kentei 3kyuu (gotta make a realistic goal here, or never succeed).&lt;br /&gt;Something else concrete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More alcohol:&lt;br /&gt;learn to drink wine&lt;br /&gt;drink some scotch... learn to drink it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Housekeeping:&lt;br /&gt;something concrete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grooming:&lt;br /&gt;one haircut every month&lt;br /&gt;Something else concrete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Savings:&lt;br /&gt;A set number for the year... but I'm not sharing that with yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-stop biting my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books, English:&lt;br /&gt;Henry James (something)&lt;br /&gt;Saul Bellow (something)&lt;br /&gt;King James Bible&lt;br /&gt;Ulysees&lt;br /&gt;I, Claudius&lt;br /&gt;Catch 22&lt;br /&gt;rabbit, run&lt;br /&gt;thomas mann (death in venice + something else)&lt;br /&gt;faulkner (something)&lt;br /&gt;100 years of solitude&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books, Japanese:&lt;br /&gt;More Dazai (I like him quite a bit)&lt;br /&gt;koizora&lt;br /&gt;The last 2 akutagawa winners&lt;br /&gt;kokoro&lt;br /&gt;a modernized tale of Genji&lt;br /&gt;some women's manga (what the fudge are they thinking?)&lt;br /&gt;more to follow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fill in the concrete parts as I think them up&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5233970970523882177?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5233970970523882177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5233970970523882177&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5233970970523882177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5233970970523882177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/12/dear-2008-get-fucked.html' title='dear 2008, get fucked.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6110824390682357714</id><published>2008-12-25T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T20:37:34.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn out the lights, set yourself on fire, say goodnight.</title><content type='html'>If I leave here tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;Would you still remember me? &lt;br /&gt;For I must be travelling on, now, &lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's too many places I've got to see. &lt;br /&gt;But, if I stayed here with you, girl, &lt;br /&gt;Things just couldn't be the same. &lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm as free as a bird now, &lt;br /&gt;And this bird you can not change. &lt;br /&gt;Lord knows, I can't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, bye, its been a sweet love. &lt;br /&gt;Though this feeling I can't change. &lt;br /&gt;But please don't take it badly, &lt;br /&gt;'Cause Lord knows I'm to blame. &lt;br /&gt;But, if I stayed here with you girl, &lt;br /&gt;Things just couldn't be the same. &lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm as free as a bird now, &lt;br /&gt;And this bird you'll never change. &lt;br /&gt;And this bird you can not change. &lt;br /&gt;Lord knows, I can't change. &lt;br /&gt;Lord help me, I can't change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saa, 'bout time we packed it in, don't ya reckon?  Lately, I have felt a bit like blogging, but I done wrecked this one up.   Next blog, I'ma try to put a bit more effort and a bit more "me" into my writing... and a bit more stuff I don't necessarily want my acquaintances to know about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I'll make one last entry on this ol' feller, before sending him to a big farm upstate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last "resolutions/ resolve" post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6110824390682357714?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6110824390682357714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6110824390682357714&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6110824390682357714'/><link 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4975679669659834981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/12/cant-sleep.html' title='Can&apos;t sleep'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/SU50cfL2oyI/AAAAAAAAAII/SQdKPU0nCqA/s72-c/photo-785121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-392395403512404595</id><published>2008-08-08T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:15:13.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The new Oscar Wilde.</title><content type='html'>http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/p/phil_collins.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choice bits include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="body"&gt;When I go on Japanese Airlines, I really love it because I like Japanese food."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;Another time, we had three days off in Australia, so we went out of our way to fly to Ayres Rock.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a whole new Phil Collins has been opened up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-392395403512404595?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/392395403512404595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=392395403512404595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/392395403512404595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/392395403512404595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/08/new-oscar-wilde.html' title='The new Oscar Wilde.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2102752085377040745</id><published>2008-08-03T00:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T00:57:40.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a happy note in the mail.</title><content type='html'>My former landlord = a dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story is long and makes me grumpy to retell, but it looks like I'm gonna pull out the win on this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second to last chapter of this overlong story looks like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a request for payment today in the mail.  She's taking my whole deposit and want $300 bucks on top of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I've got the receipts for the stuff she threw away and lied and lied and lied about.  ($220)&lt;br /&gt;I believe I have the receipt for cleaning the air conditioner on the way in, to make her claim on cleaning it on the way out totally unreasonable ($50)&lt;br /&gt;And the Toshima Tax office has pretty solid evidence that the cleaning company threw out government mail  (prison = checkmate).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that there is also at least one more false charge in that bill ($80), on top of the totally trumped up story that I put all the marks in the floor.  If I had been more careful on the way in and taken some pictures, I'd be able to shoot that one down in an instant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to make sure that there's no confusion, I think I'm going to issue my landlord a&lt;br /&gt;bill for the missing stuff, including the day I had to take off to go to the tax office because my government mail had been thrown out.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  a win for the good guys... or at least "my team".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2102752085377040745?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2102752085377040745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2102752085377040745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2102752085377040745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2102752085377040745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-note-in-mail.html' title='a happy note in the mail.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2062090093664669753</id><published>2008-07-12T20:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:26:38.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>taking a break from igoogle.</title><content type='html'>So, they've got all these neat new features for igoogle... if you don't mind giving up a third of your page to a navigation system that adds nothing.  I do mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spend some time looking at alternatives, but my hopes aren't high.  I expect in the end that I'll have to put up with google's igoogle usability downgrade just because the next best thing is still lightyears behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One other thought on the matter.  With a less usable iGoogle, Gmail is no longer as valuable to me.  you can get your gmail via pop, right?  Which is to say that "the cloud" looks a lot less appealing to me all of a sudden.  If I can't rely on my information and interfaces being stored remotely, I'd much rather have them on my side.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2062090093664669753?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2062090093664669753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2062090093664669753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2062090093664669753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2062090093664669753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/07/taking-break-from-igoogle.html' title='taking a break from igoogle.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-4383735974432485873</id><published>2008-03-03T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T06:27:59.624-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just so we're clear...</title><content type='html'>I appreciate order.  But I keep a messy house most of the time... doesn't bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My coworkers are for the most part meticulously neat, because they are Japanese.  And their idea of a logical structure makes wonder if there wasn't peyote in the water supply they grew up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing the questions that don't get asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, am I complaining about my job on my blog?  P&lt;a href="http://garfieldminusgarfield.tumblr.com/post/26852068"&gt;erhaps&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-4383735974432485873?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/4383735974432485873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=4383735974432485873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4383735974432485873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4383735974432485873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-so-were-clear.html' title='Just so we&apos;re clear...'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6809242971304288093</id><published>2008-02-20T03:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T03:46:57.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>who is it you think you're talking to?</title><content type='html'>I cherish advice from people who are better at things than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less so from people who aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not at all from people who haven't even got an idea what I'm up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I really resent lessons on how to live from older folks... especially those whose lessons include "you can't just have fun all the time".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6809242971304288093?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6809242971304288093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6809242971304288093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6809242971304288093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6809242971304288093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/02/who-is-it-you-think-youre-talking-to.html' title='who is it you think you&apos;re talking to?'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2360420823178444054</id><published>2008-02-13T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T05:20:23.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>coldcoldcold</title><content type='html'>So this guy, lets call him my coworker and fellow translator, calls in sick to his job.  The boss makes a show of his missing a day at a meeting of the whole company.  This being Japan, he is advised that he should go an apologize.  Knowing how little rocking the boat pays here, he goes and apologizes... and is told that apologies aren't enough and that he was sick because of what he was doing on the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, you've got to be kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told that I need to take better care of myself too.  For the record,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drink about once a month, and usually limit it to 2 or 3 drinks.  I'd estimate that to be about 1/10 of what my average male coworker drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't smoke.  again different from most of my coworkers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visit a gym regularly.  I know of 2 coworkers that do, in a company of 70 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep 6-8 hours a day on average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have low blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, I have regular, well-formed bowel movements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I don't get confronted in a similar way by the boss any time soon.  Because asking "In what way specifically does any person here take better care of themselves than I do?" is not going to endear me to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2360420823178444054?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2360420823178444054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2360420823178444054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2360420823178444054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2360420823178444054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/02/coldcoldcold.html' title='coldcoldcold'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6474875491600992603</id><published>2008-02-06T03:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T03:50:01.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMG_9125</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ziggyb/2212044150/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2036/2212044150_f4f27f53a2.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ziggyb/2212044150/"&gt;IMG_9125&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/ziggyb/"&gt;ZiggyB&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	SVGL.  At a certain period in my life, this was everything.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6474875491600992603?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6474875491600992603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6474875491600992603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6474875491600992603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6474875491600992603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/02/img9125.html' title='IMG_9125'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2036/2212044150_f4f27f53a2_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8811583519685617514</id><published>2008-01-18T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:27:38.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBC: "people who are good at stuff are gay"</title><content type='html'>I took &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/science/humanbody/sex/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it tells me that my brain is gender neutral.  I scored horribly low on the empathizing scale (a puportedly masculine thing), and showed a preference for female faces (also masculine).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But!  I did pretty well on all the ability tests, and half of them are supposed to be men's forte, half women's.  Evidently being skilled with words, and being good at "spot the difference" puzzles gets you labeled a chick(-like thinker), regardless of how unempathetic you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, my ring finger seems to be unmasculine in length...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my plan.  I'm going to start failing to notice changes in the world around me, I start to not writng very goodly, and get my ring finger removed.  That'll drive the ladies up a tree... of LUST!&lt;br /&gt;Also, it can never hurt to be less empathetic.  (Your problems are your fault!  and you smell)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8811583519685617514?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8811583519685617514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8811583519685617514&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8811583519685617514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8811583519685617514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/01/bbc-people-who-are-good-at-stuff-are.html' title='BBC: &quot;people who are good at stuff are gay&quot;'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5288743098623905023</id><published>2008-01-12T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T21:52:47.834-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things of 2008</title><content type='html'>These are more for me than you, dear reader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: Run like hell:&lt;br /&gt;I'm shooting for a 10k time of 40:00, a mile time of 5:10, and I hope to just plain run the distance of a marathon without stopping. &lt;br /&gt;2: Push/Pull weight:&lt;br /&gt;I kind of accomplished my goal of bench pressing my own body weight ten times, this year, I'm gonna shoot for 90kg x10.  And 10 pull-ups.&lt;br /&gt;3: Write right:&lt;br /&gt;Pass pre level 2 of the Kanji Kentei.&lt;br /&gt;4: I like tests:&lt;br /&gt;I haven't yet decided whether to shoot for a high score on the JTest or the Japanese Business Tests.  Will change this when I have decided.&lt;br /&gt;5: Search for Truth, in wine:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I can't stand wine.  I managed to learn to drink beer and coffee in the last year, now to slay the last of those demons.&lt;br /&gt;6: Reading books, like on paper (english version)&lt;br /&gt;I'm too old to read as little as I do.  I'm working on a list of 10 english language books to read this year.  So far, I have: Mason Dixon and Against the Day from Pynchon; The General Theory of Employment, Interest and Money from Keynes; Demons and Dogs; The Odysee and the Illiad; Ulysees from Joyce; a book on japanese laws I happen to own, entitled "Japanese Law"; and three additional books: one major work of a living philosopher, one more serious book on Japan, and one self improvement/management book of reasonable repute.&lt;br /&gt;7: Reading books, like on paper (Japanese version)&lt;br /&gt;This is probably my the gap in my studies thus far.  I've chosen three of the books already, Tsugaru from Dazai, Kokka no Hinkaku (from that math prof guy), and something something Nearly Transparent Blue from Murakami Ryu.  For the remainder,  I've chosen what kind of stuff to read moreso than what specific books to read: 1 more by dazai, 1 by murakami haruki, 2 by mishima, a non-fiction book on the economic stratification of japan, something with a bunch of slang, and something dirty.&lt;br /&gt;8,9,10: workmoneyfun&lt;br /&gt;The last three relate to private stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5288743098623905023?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5288743098623905023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5288743098623905023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5288743098623905023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5288743098623905023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/01/10-things-of-2008.html' title='10 things of 2008'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8266417297013752146</id><published>2008-01-08T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T07:28:30.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear god</title><content type='html'>dear god I'm exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8266417297013752146?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8266417297013752146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8266417297013752146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8266417297013752146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8266417297013752146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/01/dear-god.html' title='dear god'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3022141963495771499</id><published>2008-01-01T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T01:29:59.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>year of the drowned rat.</title><content type='html'>Hi.  It's 2008 here, and pretty much everywhere else now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made an arbitrary run down of things from two007 in the last entry, so I figure I should make an arbitrary run up of 2008 here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn 29 in April, so I can spend 8 months of 2008 wondering what happened to my 20's... something I've been doing as long as I can remember.  It also means it just about the last chance to get my books in order before I'm just plain old (30).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what books are there to get in order?  Well,&lt;br /&gt;1. learn to speak the damned language of the country I live in.&lt;br /&gt;     I've spent the last half year saving a little too aggressively for my own good.  I finally got it through my thick thick skull that busting my ass at saving and wearing my clothes until I'm embarrassed by them is not the most effective way to ensure my future.  No amount of investing in a stock market I still don't understand too well is going to make me filthy unbearably rich. &lt;br /&gt;    "Investing in myself" as trite as it sounds, has an enormous upside.  If I can boost my Japanese language ability another couple of notches, a lot of things change.  My job gets easier, and I can begin making myself much more useful.  Life outside work, including the social aspect gets that much easier too.  And most importantly, it puts me in much better stead for whatever's coming down the pipe over the next 40+ years in this country.&lt;br /&gt;I'm setting aside a whole mess of money to study this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  be a man.  on my terms.&lt;br /&gt;    I may have made a blog entry to this effect, but I really resent that women are allowed to blithely announce what becomes and doesn't become a man.  However, I do have my own ideas about what a "man" is, does, can do.&lt;br /&gt;    I'm pretty good about most of the things on my list.  There is however on big nasty omission from that list.   I'm horrible at even the most mundane encounters with people, personally or professionally.  Being conscious of the fact doesn't help.  I'm not sure how to explain it so that my solution makes the least bit of sense, but:&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go into the lion's den, and learn to go toe to toe with people in the literal and figurative sense at a boxing gym. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  be a rat (or a pig, or a dog).  on my terms.&lt;br /&gt;    Everyone hates a nice guy.  EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;    So rather than failing at being nice all the time, I'm going to succeed at being nice sometimes, and a right selfish prick at other times.  I'm gonna presume that other people know what they're getting into, and look out for number one.  I'm gonna be 50% more of an asshole, and forgive myself 90% more.&lt;br /&gt;    However, I'm not so callous as to have a concrete plan for becoming an asshole.  (Step 1: push over an old lady)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  stick to the program.&lt;br /&gt;Last year, I made a list of several goals, and managed to accomplish just about all of them.  There were many more that weren't on the public list.  Some of those got accomplished, some not.  Enough were accomplsished, and the benefit of those goals was good enough that I'm gonna make another list.  In the next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Almost never write in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just like anyone else who has something worth doing with their time, I don't plan on writing here very often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3022141963495771499?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3022141963495771499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3022141963495771499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3022141963495771499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3022141963495771499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2008/01/year-of-drowned-rat.html' title='year of the drowned rat.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3144182621912359908</id><published>2007-12-30T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T06:41:07.499-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007.</title><content type='html'>best thing; worst thing:&lt;br /&gt;Got a new job that really changes things for me; that job has given me scads and scads of self-doubt, stress and undue trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best album:&lt;br /&gt;dan deacon - Spiderman of the Rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best movie:&lt;br /&gt;I dunno: harry potter 5?  I don't really like movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;issue which seemed to matter to me:&lt;br /&gt;二極化:  Japan's got a really sudden and dramatic problem with a polarizing of salaries.  I guess I'm on the good side of it so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best desert:&lt;br /&gt;salty caramel strawberry parfait at royal host&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worst food:&lt;br /&gt;anago cheese slimy thing that cost too much at a place in shinagawa with nice nighttime scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best scenery:&lt;br /&gt;night autumn leaves at the nearby rikugien&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about those 10 goals?&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do a backflip... everyone shat their pants about head injuries, and I just never got around to it.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't pass lvl 3 of the Kanji Kentei.  No good reason there.  Try for it next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And vegetarianism?&lt;br /&gt;not being really careful about it, planning on calling it quits soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goals for next year?&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3144182621912359908?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3144182621912359908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3144182621912359908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3144182621912359908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3144182621912359908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/12/2007.html' title='2007.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3274760298180065754</id><published>2007-12-01T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T08:12:41.487-08:00</updated><title type='text'>exploits of the blog's author</title><content type='html'>Today I did three neat things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1, I remembered to send a birthday email to a friend of mine.  I ALWAYS forget to do that sort of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2, I bench pressed my own body weight, 70kg, 10 times!  (a 2007 goal!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3, I finally finally beat street fighter iii.  I had been playing about 1 month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are however a couple of small but important limitations on those last two achievements.  I will have to replicate them under proper conditions before I consider them "done".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3274760298180065754?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3274760298180065754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3274760298180065754&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3274760298180065754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3274760298180065754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/12/exploits-of-blogs-author.html' title='exploits of the blog&apos;s author'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1515290885223158361</id><published>2007-11-25T01:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T01:27:53.812-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you need a TV?  I don't.</title><content type='html'>So I've got this TV I've been trying half-heartedly to give away almost since the day I got it.  But this week I'm gonna make something happen and get that damned little box out of here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten frustrated again, and am feeling a sense of stagnation.  Sure, I got myself a cracking new job 5 months ago, and haven't really been cooling my heels at the gym either. &lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just can't see the path forward now, and that's getting at me.  A couple years ago, I had a sense of where "forward" was, and hit the books.  That initiative has made all the difference in my life today.  I don't know what's next, or where "forward" is from here, just that I need to get some momentum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I brought out the organizing tools again (see GTD entry from ages ago), and am all set to set about something.  Not sure what yet, just that I need to clear out all the little old to-do's to set out on some big new doings.&lt;br /&gt;Step one is to reclaim some of my time leakage from the internet, and some of my cash leakage from eating out and a personal inability to bypass a convenience store or starbucks without walking in.  Step two is getting rid of the TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I'm making this blog entry before I head to ikebukuro to have a gingerbread coffee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1515290885223158361?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1515290885223158361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1515290885223158361&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1515290885223158361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1515290885223158361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/11/do-you-need-tv-i-dont.html' title='Do you need a TV?  I don&apos;t.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-4607374585321210867</id><published>2007-11-13T04:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T04:43:36.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bitch, asshole</title><content type='html'>I couldn't imagine calling a woman an asshole, or a prick.  In fact there are a long list of insults appropriate only to males.&lt;br /&gt;I think there are a couple insults appropriate only to females like slut, and then a third class like cunt and bitch that are appropriate to both, but with very different implications for men and women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't "bitch" just "asshole" for girls?  If I don't like a woman, is it really worse to call her a bitch than it is for me (or worse yet, a woman!) to call a man an asshole, or a prick?  How am I to insult women individually without insulting "women" in general?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has been another sort of anti-feminist post from the desk of a privileged white male.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-4607374585321210867?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/4607374585321210867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=4607374585321210867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4607374585321210867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4607374585321210867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/11/bitch-asshole.html' title='bitch, asshole'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6911497056341113738</id><published>2007-10-19T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T06:34:00.895-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something good, something bad</title><content type='html'>good: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0068638/"&gt;the getaway&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this may be the first steve mcqueen vehicle I've seen, as well as the first sam peckinpah movie I've seen.  I'm gonna follow up on both of them.  Highlight: doc's suit, which in addition to looking good seems impervious to damage or staining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad: &lt;a href="http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/article/record_review/45570-a-new-chance"&gt;the tough alliance: a new chance&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;There are some people at pitchfork who really think optimistic and dumb lyrics and seemingly ironic production values are the mark of an 8.6 quality album.  For me this album is not just overrated (as one of the best rated of the year), but downright bad.  If you forget what the synthesizers on commercial radio sounded like in 1991, you can think of this album as a long unnecessary reminder.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6911497056341113738?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6911497056341113738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6911497056341113738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6911497056341113738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6911497056341113738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/10/something-good-something-bad.html' title='something good, something bad'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6928951436447781167</id><published>2007-10-13T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T06:26:05.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a typical Saturday evening for the newly-minted bourgeois</title><content type='html'>I'm listening to Miles Davis at a reasonable volume and staring at my new air purifier while sipping herbal tea.  I am not the me I expected to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, life has been uppy and downy.  From around the middle of this week, it really couldn't have gone anywhere but back up.  I was shivering uncontrollably and heaving deep breaths from the pain of swallowing a mouthful of water.  But my number wasn't up yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the road to recovery, and trying to chase out the lingering sick-stink in my apartment and chase down the root of my recent susceptibility to illness.  I think I've narrowed it down to two main culprits: exercise and water, both in excess.&lt;br /&gt;I read today that people who work out hard get sick a lot.  Maybe I ought to try and be more sane about that than I have been.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the humidity in my apartment seems to make mold almost unavoidable.  Today, when I stripped my pillowcase off my pillow to wash it, there were several tiny mold spots on the pillow underneath.  The pillowcase had only been on there for about 10 days.  Knowing that there's no chance that I'm gonna clean out every nook and cranny in this small but topographically complex apartment on a hyperregular basis, I bought the aforementioned air purifier to help forestall my succumbing to the mold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I can recommend:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/%22Childe_Roland_to_the_Dark_Tower_Came%22?oldid=391384"&gt;Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;the autobiographical portions of "&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/products?sourceid=mozclient&amp;amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=utf-8&amp;amp;q=alan+greenspan+turbulence&amp;amp;um=1&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;amp;oi=product_result&amp;amp;resnum=1&amp;amp;ct=title"&gt;The Age of Turbulence&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;rest&lt;br /&gt;Donguri no Kyowakoku/ Moe (the Ghibli store in Sunshine City)&lt;br /&gt;plenty of liquids&lt;br /&gt;and this &lt;a href="http://www.joystiq.com/2007/10/12/portal-transformed-into-a-flash-game/"&gt;game&lt;/a&gt; (a flash tribute to Portal)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6928951436447781167?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6928951436447781167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6928951436447781167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6928951436447781167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6928951436447781167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/10/typical-saturday-evening-for-newly.html' title='a typical Saturday evening for the newly-minted bourgeois'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6700109029382033780</id><published>2007-10-04T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T07:37:42.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://update.videoegg.com/flash/proxy.swf?jsver=1.4" 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6700109029382033780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6700109029382033780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6700109029382033780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6700109029382033780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/10/yes.html' title='yes'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3770862831091261289</id><published>2007-09-16T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T19:21:04.632-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anti-feminist.</title><content type='html'>That last entry left a bad taste in my mouth, sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days ago I had a short exchange with an American of Japanese descent about feminism, but I felt a little bit tongue tied and P.C.-bound.  I feel like I'm holding back for fear of offending pretty often, but that's beside the point.  I was trying to partially redeem the state of women's roles in Japan, by means of critiquing the way things run back home in the states, but I think I sorta choked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I realize now what I was trying to get at.  The state of feminism in America is such that not only do people insist that there should be a Women's NBA, but that it IS interesting and that more people should give more attention and money to it.  The insistence on equality in the states is so brainlessly literal that men aren't allowed to be better at anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is women are allowed to be better at some things.  For example, we all take for granted the time-tested idea that women are better at human relations and emotional type stuff, to the point where the courts will give children to women with no means of support over loaded fathers in custody cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I know it's not even close to this simple, but!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things that men are good at, for example feats of strength and violence, are given far too much clout... IN AMERICA.  Women are inclined to claim equality on these matters because America is the kind of country where these virtues are "more equal" than the others.  In a country where murder by random strangers (or well armed family members or coworkers) can't be ruled out, of course your ability to kill or prevent your own death is important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan isn't that sort of country... thanks in part to the constitution America wrote, but thanks much more to a Zillion year tradition clearly defined roles not only for men and women, but for everyone in each of their 100's of roles.&lt;br /&gt;Now that doesn't mean that women have got it really really good here, but unlike 'merica, women aren't chasing impossible dreams by default.  Just really really severe ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3770862831091261289?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3770862831091261289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3770862831091261289&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3770862831091261289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3770862831091261289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/09/anti-feminist.html' title='anti-feminist.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1872156414590171685</id><published>2007-08-10T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T17:33:57.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never forgive, never forget, never compare</title><content type='html'>@ The bomb was bad, and probably not the best solution.&lt;br /&gt;@ The victims of the bomb for the most part suffered less than most victims of the war.&lt;br /&gt;@ In a war of military violence against civilians, the bomb doesn't really stand out.&lt;br /&gt;@ Trying to make people feel bad about one aspect of a multi-faceted history is not reasonable.&lt;br /&gt;@ I don't "get it" because there is no "getting it".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1872156414590171685?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1872156414590171685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1872156414590171685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1872156414590171685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1872156414590171685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/08/never-forgive-never-forget-never.html' title='never forgive, never forget, never compare'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-4939563113764527986</id><published>2007-08-04T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T07:16:55.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>deus ex machina.</title><content type='html'>I  hate deus ex machinas like crazy... but not the literal ones.  Like if hephastus all popped up at the end of "revenge of the sith" and gave us a little dose of moralizing before setting everything right with a magic hammer, I could find that charming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I despise is our awful modern equivalent.  Right at the peak of action, some special, previously unannounced rule is revealed, and all is set right!  or some previously inaccessible memory is recalled, or a previously unrecognized ability, or in some other way all the previous struggle is obviated.  I blame sci-fi and fantasy for this shit... maybe I'm off-base, but it seems like sci-fi/fantasy stories have the annoying habit so down pat that they must have invented it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a story like the matrix for example, the first one.  The whole of the action takes place because of a rule change of physics.  bon.  In the final moment, the farm boy realizes he's a super hero and flies away.  Well, nearly.  To tell the truth, the Matrix gave us the sense that it was coming, and it was part of a bigger logic.  I don't have too much beef with that, its just a movie that I feel like I can't possibly be spoiling for anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omniscient narrators are responsible for foreshadowing, JK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-4939563113764527986?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/4939563113764527986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=4939563113764527986&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4939563113764527986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4939563113764527986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/08/deus-ex-machina.html' title='deus ex machina.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5367956983425832677</id><published>2007-07-20T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T09:27:06.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 beefs.  or something fucking sucks in denmark.</title><content type='html'>"Babel" is not good.  I think I can see why some people think it is, but it's not deep or profound, or any of that.  It's just a 2 hour slog through people on the brink.  My thought is that if you're going to go that route, you're gonna have to make us care about the movie or the characters before you start having them swept up in circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;It felt like I was expected to enjoy the movie for changing the backdrop of a melodramtic soap opera.  The Japan vignette wasn't bad tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, beef number two is [redacted]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beef 2 is personal demons I have to slay one way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5367956983425832677?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5367956983425832677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5367956983425832677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5367956983425832677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5367956983425832677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/07/2-beefs-or-something-fucking-sucks-in.html' title='2 beefs.  or something fucking sucks in denmark.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8563967249079453602</id><published>2007-07-13T19:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T19:25:45.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all this time and all this money...</title><content type='html'>and no time and money to spend  it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I made that list of things that I no longer really give a shit about.  But now I got more shit to give than ever before!  and I just don't know what to do with myself.  So, in hopes of inspiring myself, here are a couple of things that I do care about (order intentionally incorrect).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; learning to do things I can't now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fitness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;winning&lt;br /&gt;my apartment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  tidiness&lt;br /&gt; sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;italics indicate things I didnt care about two years ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8563967249079453602?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8563967249079453602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8563967249079453602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8563967249079453602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8563967249079453602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/07/all-this-time-and-all-this-money.html' title='all this time and all this money...'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3227776371019317603</id><published>2007-07-07T21:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T22:34:34.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a formerly important idea.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RpB3YJcs-oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7iCWIs0zc8M/s1600-h/752511676_e534b03ea3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RpB3YJcs-oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7iCWIs0zc8M/s400/752511676_e534b03ea3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084695236038163074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck at home with the revenge of my last cold.  It infiltrated my lungs, and is still romping around in whatever part of me it is that makes my legs, lower back and shoulders sore.  I have just about enough energy to start cleaning something up, and get tired and frustrated at the size of the project before getting back into bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so of course I have the energy to be reflective at my blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started this blog well over two years ago, and since then, lots and lots has changed.  Here are some things that used to mean a lot to me that don't anymore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the market theory of labor&lt;br /&gt;video games&lt;br /&gt;gadgets&lt;br /&gt;vegetarianism&lt;br /&gt;the categorical imperative&lt;br /&gt;500yen&lt;br /&gt;covering my hairy legs&lt;br /&gt;being able to style my hair in under 2 minutes&lt;br /&gt;liking music that other people don't&lt;br /&gt;speaking better Japanese than other foreigners&lt;br /&gt;one piece&lt;br /&gt;witty t-shirts&lt;br /&gt;german&lt;br /&gt;being 100% honest all the time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3227776371019317603?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3227776371019317603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3227776371019317603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3227776371019317603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3227776371019317603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/07/formerly-important-idea.html' title='a formerly important idea.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RpB3YJcs-oI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/7iCWIs0zc8M/s72-c/752511676_e534b03ea3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5096288641627641534</id><published>2007-07-05T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T07:35:49.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sell out young, enjoy the rest of your life.</title><content type='html'>Today I had a really good day, and for the most mundane and vaguely pathetic reason.  I was finally allowed to work.  For the first time since school, I had a chance to feel like I was doing something that needed doing, and that I was uniquely qualified to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got a free sandwich for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I started my new job on Monday, and a series of factors have made the first few days of my new job something of a drag.  I hear that everyone goes through this stuff, but it's kind of humiliating being watched by a room full of people all day long while I try to look busy... despite being intentionally kept far away from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tomorrow's supposed to be the last day of that stuff.  Then I can get training from people who know what my job is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incidentally, I think they are sort of disappointed in my spoken Japanese.  Hell, I would be.  I've never been able to speak more than a few words before being interrupted.  But on the bright side, I've seen papers, and heard conversations floating around that they are potentially contracting a teacher to get me some instruction in Japanese business language and etiquette.  Maybe that can be the payback for the awkward week they've given me.... though payday will be a pretty good payback in itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5096288641627641534?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5096288641627641534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5096288641627641534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5096288641627641534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5096288641627641534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/07/sell-out-young-enjoy-rest-of-your-life.html' title='sell out young, enjoy the rest of your life.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2701898444803453221</id><published>2007-07-03T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T04:54:22.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>timeslip!</title><content type='html'>Hey, I started my new job!  And it feels like I got the benefit of some strange timeslip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got two paydays this month, one from each job, and because my payday has moved to the other side of my rent's due date, I don't have to pay any bills on the last paycheck!  instant savings totals about $2800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it's pretty clear that I'm about to have a hell of a lot less free time.  For now, the tradeoff is a no brainer.  If I had free time, the best way to use it would be to study Japanese, and now I'm getting paid to do essentially that.  And while, I hate to say it, I don't even have the time to waste the extra money I'm earning.  I fear I won't always be able to be so positive about it though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2701898444803453221?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2701898444803453221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2701898444803453221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2701898444803453221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2701898444803453221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/07/timeslip.html' title='timeslip!'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1007540784424283622</id><published>2007-06-25T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T07:14:32.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bigliketheskyinmontanaisbig.</title><content type='html'>There's a lot of work to do... and very little energy with which to do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1007540784424283622?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1007540784424283622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1007540784424283622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1007540784424283622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1007540784424283622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/bigliketheskyinmontanaisbig.html' title='bigliketheskyinmontanaisbig.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1095608693182517031</id><published>2007-06-24T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T08:56:48.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on mixi</title><content type='html'>je suis ___&lt;br /&gt;ich bin ___&lt;br /&gt;watashi wa ____ desu.&lt;br /&gt;I can only guess at spanish, but:&lt;br /&gt;yo soy____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on mixi now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1095608693182517031?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1095608693182517031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1095608693182517031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1095608693182517031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1095608693182517031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/on-mixi.html' title='on mixi'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5373686330127098410</id><published>2007-06-24T05:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T05:01:34.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>idiot's sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/notnato/99625820/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/99625820_166068b760.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/notnato/99625820/"&gt;snow, river&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/notnato/"&gt;notnato&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	indecisiveness is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made it to 28, and the worst mistake I've ever made involved a bumped head.  Living slow and steady has served me well, but it's high time I got hasty.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna win this game.  And there aren't going to be any buzzer beaters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5373686330127098410?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5373686330127098410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5373686330127098410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5373686330127098410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5373686330127098410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/idiot-sleep.html' title='idiot&amp;#39;s sleep.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/99625820_166068b760_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3113579922435960244</id><published>2007-06-22T07:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T07:48:59.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>anzen</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/notnato/589760634/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1420/589760634_fe4469fa44.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/notnato/589760634/"&gt;anzen&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/notnato/"&gt;notnato&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	ahem.  I like this blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that scoundrel with the eyepatch has gotten me thinking about how I spend my days... and nights.  What's worse than writing this blog about how I'm writing a blog, and not doing something more fun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I've been bouncing the numbers around, and thinking about what's going to change with the new job... except that that's a lie.  I've been bouncing the numbers around for months and months, if not years, thinking that some new horizon will be open by this new trickle of cash.  I imagine I'm not the only one who does it, but I'm pretty sure it's a symptom of a deeper anxiety about money.  I earn plenty now, and I'll be earning more soon.  I just need to really convince myself of that.&lt;br /&gt;Until I do convince myself, I've been trying to trick myself into thinking around the money.  So I asked myself a question.  What if I had all the money I could use?  How would I be spending my time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, the only thing I could come up with was sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I should be upset about that, and try to expand my horizons post-haste, or if it really is what I want.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the latter is the case, why am I NOT out there doing something about that?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the former, how do you even get interested in new things at this age?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3113579922435960244?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3113579922435960244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3113579922435960244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3113579922435960244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3113579922435960244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/anzen.html' title='anzen'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1420/589760634_fe4469fa44_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8766539650052685730</id><published>2007-06-21T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T07:45:52.258-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the telos of the internet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ANTqPHjHNq8"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ANTqPHjHNq8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I need to warn you.  if you don't like having your mind blown, DO NOT CLICK PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something I was thinking about:  I like some crazy things.  even when it's not blaring through my tiny headphones, a part of my mind is humming &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dan_Deacon"&gt;dan deacon&lt;/a&gt;.  Half of my mind is usually spinning around like a rainbow colored drill bit... so why am I so boring?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8766539650052685730?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8766539650052685730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8766539650052685730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8766539650052685730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8766539650052685730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/telos-of-internet.html' title='the telos of the internet.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-249581238191259479</id><published>2007-06-13T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T16:07:19.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a thin sheet of plastic.</title><content type='html'>Just now, I thought to myself, "I'd like to listen to 'Roscoe' (from Midlake)".  Except I was already listening to it.&lt;br /&gt;Much of my life resembles this moment.  and then posting it to a blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-249581238191259479?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/249581238191259479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=249581238191259479&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/249581238191259479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/249581238191259479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/thin-sheet-of-plastic.html' title='a thin sheet of plastic.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2245886221397938379</id><published>2007-06-12T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T21:49:27.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>miki's flickr</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8835182@N06/543429424/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1379/543429424_90eec20f6e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/8835182@N06/543429424/"&gt;CIMG0349&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/8835182@N06/"&gt;mikicoco&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	Miki has a flickr account now, and she's a much better photographer than me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2245886221397938379?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2245886221397938379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2245886221397938379&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2245886221397938379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2245886221397938379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/miki-flickr.html' title='miki&amp;#39;s flickr'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1379/543429424_90eec20f6e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7183673327634696551</id><published>2007-06-10T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T21:53:59.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lunch =</title><content type='html'>4 eggs&lt;br /&gt;3 potatoes (small)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 onion&lt;br /&gt;5 cherry tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;olive oil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(urp)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7183673327634696551?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7183673327634696551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7183673327634696551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7183673327634696551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7183673327634696551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/lunch.html' title='lunch ='/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6389950368302762622</id><published>2007-06-09T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T05:18:52.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the balck fly in my chardonnay (whining and bitching presented in white on white)</title><content type='html'>so, I've got a brand new bag, right?  I'm running down a little checklist in my mind, and I can't find a single way in which the new job won't be better than the old one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;but I'm feeling kind of bummered out over some other stuff.  Because really, the better the overwhelming majority of my life goes, the more glaring the shortcomings are... and the more my internal excuses are revealed as hollow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;When you drill yourself with questions like "if not now, when?", and you still feebly produce worthless delay tactics, you begin to wonder.  Am I even capable of doing what I want to?  What on earth is holding me back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Brother, I don't know.  I haven't got a clue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6389950368302762622?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6389950368302762622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6389950368302762622&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6389950368302762622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6389950368302762622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/balck-fly-in-my-chardonnay-whining-and.html' title='the balck fly in my chardonnay (whining and bitching presented in white on white)'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7520090544666311019</id><published>2007-06-09T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T04:15:31.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm being brainwashed.  不可抗力</title><content type='html'>What follows is a shocking expose of the powerful forces at play in the Japanese education system!  (In a few half assed sentences)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always taken a practical approach to the language, and have stuck with whatever works.  That meant half-hearted uni classes at first, then Heisig, then cram books for the JLPT, and now, it's cram books for the kanji kentei.  Because of this pragmatic approach, I've always sort of mistrusted those archaic and old fashioned words that pop up on banners and the sides of black vans playing the marshal beats of the 30's and 40's. &lt;br /&gt;Since I've started to cram for level 4 of the kanji kentei though, I've had to stand toe to toe with those 4 character beasts that agrammatically express some piece of traditional wisdom.  And it feels like they're winning.  They're cheesy.  They're trite.  and I have come to respect them.&lt;br /&gt;Like a really clever bit of marketing from the "old values" PAC, they have found a peripheral, but important niche in the kanji education system.  So I have to memorize them, and their definitions (which are standardized across dictionaries!).  I have to read these things to myself over and over, inexorably absorbing a 300(0) year old system of justice and value.  I can't help it.  I'm entranced by phrases like 不言実行, 一意専心, and 油断大敵.  (Just like I probably was by the spectre over europe, or the labor theory of value a decade or so ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm a damned fool if I think it's gonna get me a sniff of anything I really want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7520090544666311019?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7520090544666311019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7520090544666311019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7520090544666311019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7520090544666311019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-being-brainwashed.html' title='I&apos;m being brainwashed.  不可抗力'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2380127722145204628</id><published>2007-06-07T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T01:21:14.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>case closed.  good work detectives.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/heartland/hills/5567/covers/hbos17c.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/Rme_lSNC-II/AAAAAAAAAEA/qDFg-DwWsio/s320/hbos17c.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073234152518776962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Have you heard?  I got me a brand new job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple weeks I'll be starting my new job as a translator.  And with that the cat is out of the bag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2380127722145204628?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2380127722145204628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2380127722145204628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2380127722145204628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2380127722145204628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/case-closed-good-work-detectives.html' title='case closed.  good work detectives.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/Rme_lSNC-II/AAAAAAAAAEA/qDFg-DwWsio/s72-c/hbos17c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-9134758531630588480</id><published>2007-06-05T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T23:51:43.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the world before 6-7-07/ the world after 6-7-07</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the "big day" for the mystery.  I think I'll be able to spill the beans tomorrow evening, and we will enter the post 6-7 era, where everything changes.  I say that as a joke, but in every joke there is some truth...  (banana who?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dude in his late 20's who is frustrated with the his life so far.  Of course I mean to change.  Those little goals*, moving to tokyo, the mystery, they're all parts of a whole.  "The mysterious thing" just happens to be the 500lb gorilla riding the elephant in the room... a linchpin shaped gorilla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BTW, I managed another goal.  10k in 44:45 on a real, outdoor track.&lt;br /&gt;remaining goals: back flip, body weight benchpress, save a certain amount of money, pass KanKen lvl 3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-9134758531630588480?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/9134758531630588480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=9134758531630588480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/9134758531630588480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/9134758531630588480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/world-before-6-7-07-world-after-6-7-07.html' title='the world before 6-7-07/ the world after 6-7-07'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3044557438202078282</id><published>2007-06-01T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T08:06:58.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>self-indulgent crap.</title><content type='html'>caveat = I know the irony of tossing an epithet like "self-indulgent" around in a place like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the omnivore's dilemma started off pretty good.  There was something to learn in the first however many chapters of it.  About corn, and fast food, about the impact of some of our dietary choices, about "organic" food, about the polyface farm, and some of the possibilities for sustainable agriculture.  Imagine my surprise when, immediately after leaving the farm, Pollan turns the whole thing into a stream of conscious blab fest.  Any attempt at informing or even gratifying the reader is cast aside while he coughs out his hunting stories in some righteously smelly prose.  He puts himself in the center of a world of people much more interesting than him, and unsurprisingly, insists on casting himself as the star.  We're left with the wonderful conclusion that he had fun making this book.  F you mister pollan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an even steamier pile of self-indulgence is "fear and trembling", a film product of (quelle suprise) canal plus.  If you think you'd enjoy watching an effectively racist portrayal of life inside a japanese company by a lady with a grudge, this movie will help you rethink that.  The lady is a self-obsessed fudge-up.  At the beginning of the film, she does something super, and gets in trouble, and she spends the rest of the film failing and failing and failing, and blaming it on her environment.  She's so worthless by the end of the film that I feel like the good deed at the beginning was a out-of-charactrer flourish to convince us that she is lovable in some way.  The author tries and tries to use this editorial authority to make her case, but the ridiculous japanese caricatures that she puts to celluloid are such 2-dimensional stereotypes that it reflects much worse on her.  Also she's belgian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3044557438202078282?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3044557438202078282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3044557438202078282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3044557438202078282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3044557438202078282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/06/self-indulgent-crap.html' title='self-indulgent crap.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3123765128080952049</id><published>2007-05-31T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T01:35:21.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>why I haven't been blogging;</title><content type='html'>I wish I could tell you I have been falling in love, or involved in something spicy. I wish I could even tell you I had been studying.  But as a blogger, I'm sworn to the truth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer broke, and Apple repaired it promptly... just not promptly enough to keep me from busying up my life with other things.  So I've been poking around doing those other things, and not blogging them, because they aren't actually interesting. &lt;br /&gt;The only real points of interest in my life these days are the "mystery" (as always, soon to be resolved), and the kanji kentei coming up next weekend.  I meant to be ready for level three, but now I'll be rushing to even make level four a safe bet.  Both of these points require a bit of nose-to-the-grindstoning that I'm not doing like I should. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I haven't been able to make myself feel excited, or even a little interested, next week really is the final showdown for both.  more news about it when I feel like sharing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3123765128080952049?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3123765128080952049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3123765128080952049&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3123765128080952049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3123765128080952049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/why-i-havent-been-blogging.html' title='why I haven&apos;t been blogging;'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3554440315833863201</id><published>2007-05-18T04:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T04:46:03.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stakes is medium.</title><content type='html'>Still in limbo on "the mysterious mystery of the undivulgeable thing".  As this goes on, I'm getting a little moody.  Despite the fact that today was a day without a minute's struggle or hassle, I convinced myself that I was indeed being shat upon left and right.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how slow people walk up/down the stairs in front of you, how often people congregate in bottlenecks, and how often people make mistakes at the ticket gates on days like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, to say it was without struggle is an outright lie.  I had a couple of unpleasant things to do at work today, and more overtime than I really wanted, but everything went so smoothly that I feel like an oaf for being so grumpy straight through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize these days why I never tried to do anything big and worth doing in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3554440315833863201?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3554440315833863201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3554440315833863201&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3554440315833863201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3554440315833863201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/stakes-is-medium.html' title='stakes is medium.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7041919375876449432</id><published>2007-05-16T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T07:09:04.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a long while.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry ya'll.  It's been a long long time since I wrote anything worth reading.  I've just posted a couple things here and there, always either cryptic or lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bummer to admit, but I think I'm a pretty boring person lately.  Work, work, work, and I've lost sight of any "big goals".  The &lt;a href="http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/kokuhaku.html"&gt;small goals&lt;/a&gt;, are going swimmingly, but I'm not doing anything actually constructive.  In fact, I'm so UNconstructive that I don't even have anything worth writing about (save that mysterious thing).&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I'm like an overheated economy, somehow too energetic to sleep, too busy too cook, and too oriented toward the short short term to think about the future after July.  After Friday, perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7041919375876449432?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7041919375876449432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7041919375876449432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7041919375876449432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7041919375876449432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/long-while.html' title='a long while.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5745564447864504708</id><published>2007-05-16T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T04:37:32.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>am I still good with computers?</title><content type='html'>I think my mac may have made me a "computer dummy".  Though that's clearly a bad thing, it's for a good reason.  I never really find the need to get aggressive about solving problems, or finding one-off solutions.  I just do what it is I need to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5745564447864504708?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5745564447864504708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5745564447864504708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5745564447864504708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5745564447864504708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/am-i-still-good-with-computers.html' title='am I still good with computers?'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-998015132992692782</id><published>2007-05-15T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T07:41:53.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There is a mountain of snow, across the big glen.  We have a castle.  Enclosed, there is a fountain.  Out of the fountain flows gold into a huge hand.</title><content type='html'>I ran 10k in 4407 and got my groove back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-998015132992692782?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/998015132992692782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=998015132992692782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/998015132992692782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/998015132992692782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/there-is-mountain-of-snow-across-big.html' title='There is a mountain of snow, across the big glen.  We have a castle.  Enclosed, there is a fountain.  Out of the fountain flows gold into a huge hand.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8999666412190823184</id><published>2007-05-13T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T05:53:05.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the temple eats children and adults.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RkcJAZB667I/AAAAAAAAADs/lo9z8Y0w3hE/s1600-h/mor-mon-ster.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RkcJAZB667I/AAAAAAAAADs/lo9z8Y0w3hE/s400/mor-mon-ster.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064026208325004210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; a screen capture from "&lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/mormons/view/"&gt;the mormons&lt;/a&gt;", an overly kind portrayal of mormon life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, some things will be clear.  But I have a sneaking suspicion that not everything will be.  Until most of them are, I get to keep my mystery mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan deacon = good.  spank rock = good.  my new suit = pretty good.  today's workout = pretty good.  tonights dinner = good.  lupicia caramele tea, without cream = pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;it's like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8999666412190823184?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8999666412190823184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8999666412190823184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8999666412190823184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8999666412190823184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/temple-eats-children-and-adults.html' title='the temple eats children and adults.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RkcJAZB667I/AAAAAAAAADs/lo9z8Y0w3hE/s72-c/mor-mon-ster.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8353898991486260499</id><published>2007-05-11T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:48:03.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how far is it to brooklyn?</title><content type='html'>I think I should be happy that my mind is racing with mostly good, partly uncertain stuff, but I can't help thinking that some sleep would be nice too.  Clarity/resolution to arrive in trickles&lt;br /&gt; beginning Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Expect me to be either more excited and less able to sleep, or disappointed and equally unable to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drugs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8353898991486260499?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8353898991486260499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8353898991486260499&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8353898991486260499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8353898991486260499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-far-is-it-to-brooklyn.html' title='how far is it to brooklyn?'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2559809256687969144</id><published>2007-05-10T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T07:33:28.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>takin' it to the streets</title><content type='html'>Today I ran around the imperial palace twice, for a total of  10k, and I managed it in somewhere near 47 minutes.  I don't own a watch, so I couldn't tell the seconds.&lt;br /&gt;What's neat about this is that the course is not flat, and I thought that I would be set back several minutes by the grade, but it looks like I am only 2 minutes shy of my goal, even in the "real", non-treadmill world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, when I wrote yesterday that I "thought" something very big was happening, I misspoke... rather, something very big is very likely to happen in the next few days.  I just can't divulge that here right now.&lt;br /&gt;(It's a cool feeling to have stuff "I can't divulge")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2559809256687969144?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2559809256687969144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2559809256687969144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2559809256687969144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2559809256687969144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/takin-it-to-streets.html' title='takin&apos; it to the streets'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1895967179998657827</id><published>2007-05-09T08:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T09:04:16.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't sleep, crossing rubicon.</title><content type='html'>I think something very big is happening... my body certainly thinks so, as I find myself in the middle of my second consecutive sleepless night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1895967179998657827?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1895967179998657827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1895967179998657827&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1895967179998657827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1895967179998657827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/cant-sleep-crossing-rubicon.html' title='can&apos;t sleep, crossing rubicon.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-828443742888244265</id><published>2007-05-08T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:16:27.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't know if you heard, but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin &lt;/span&gt;things are pretty awesome.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin rick rubin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-828443742888244265?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/828443742888244265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=828443742888244265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/828443742888244265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/828443742888244265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-dont-know-if-you-heard-but.html' title='i don&apos;t know if you heard, but...'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-391204593246772312</id><published>2007-05-08T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T08:04:20.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>47:07</title><content type='html'>That's how long it took me to run 10k tonight.  that leaves just another 127 seconds to peel off, and I will have accomplished goal number 2 for the year.  as they say in the USA, "U-S-A, U-S-A, U-S-A!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whereas my running goal is just another 5% bump away, the benchpress one is not progressing quite apace.  I'm probably about 35% shy on that one right now.  Project Fleischfresser marches on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, dinner = strawberries FTW&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-391204593246772312?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/391204593246772312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=391204593246772312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/391204593246772312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/391204593246772312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/4707.html' title='47:07'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5732148064228343008</id><published>2007-05-03T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T07:17:55.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sensititve</title><content type='html'>mosquitos are here. &lt;br /&gt;I've just been bitten 3 times by one, and I'm coming to realize that I'm a bit oversensitive to these things.  the bite on my finger for instance has my whole finger swollen and discolored, and an area of skin extending about halfway up my forearm in a direct line itchy, and splotchy red and white.  I also feel really nervous an shaky whenever I get bit, in a way I don't think is directly related directly to the itching.  It's like I've had a hell of a lot of caffeine.  I can't sit still, I can't focus my thoughts, and I sure as hell can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its time to some up with some further line of defense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5732148064228343008?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5732148064228343008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5732148064228343008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5732148064228343008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5732148064228343008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/05/sensititve.html' title='sensititve'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1498552972925819520</id><published>2007-04-28T04:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T04:19:06.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a hole in my butt.</title><content type='html'>I need a new suit.  Actually, I need lots of new things, but since the seat of the pants to my "good suit" have worn through, I don't think I can hold off on this one anymore.  My suit had a good run of about 3 years of heavy use (both pieces were good to go separately), but sadly, the pants are sprouting holes at an alarming rate.&lt;br /&gt;The old boy ran me about 8man, and I figure I should dedicate about the same amount to a new one, if I expect some reasonable combo of quality and durability.  Fortunately/sadly, I have 9man set aside to be sent back home to get ahead of the game on my student loan repayments... I guess that idea will wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1498552972925819520?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1498552972925819520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1498552972925819520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1498552972925819520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1498552972925819520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/hole-in-my-butt.html' title='a hole in my butt.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-4241027990930144148</id><published>2007-04-21T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T19:13:01.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nate cooks for you (for himself)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=hot%20water&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;hot water&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=konbu&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;konbu&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=katsuobushi&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;katsuobushi&lt;/a&gt; = &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=dashi&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;dashi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=dashi&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;dashi&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=soy%20sauce&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;soy sauce&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=mirin&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;mirin&lt;/a&gt; = &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=tsuyu&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;tsuyu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=dashi&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;dashi&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=aburaage&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;aburaage&lt;/a&gt; = &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=kitsune&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;kitsune&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=aburaage&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;aburaage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=soba&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;soba&lt;/a&gt;+ &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=tsuyu&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;tsuyu&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=kitsune&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;kitsune&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=aburaage&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;aburaage&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=naruto&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;naruto&lt;/a&gt; + &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=negi&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;negi&lt;/a&gt; = &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?sourceid=mozclient&amp;ie=UTF-8&amp;amp;oe=UTF-8&amp;q=kitsune%20soba&amp;amp;um=1&amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=wi"&gt;kitsune soba&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the first time I've ever made dashi from scratch.  It wouldn't have been hard if I had actually had some space and more than 2 pots, 2 bowls, and 1 (100 yen) measuring cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you saw kitsune and thought of your spirit animal, or if it's an amazing shock to you that there is a food called naruto, go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-4241027990930144148?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/4241027990930144148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=4241027990930144148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4241027990930144148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4241027990930144148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/nate-cooks-for-you-for-himself.html' title='nate cooks for you (for himself)'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1793829146236868658</id><published>2007-04-21T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T06:33:51.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kokuhaku.</title><content type='html'>Well, today I made it official.  If I make all my outstanding goals for 2k7 within the year, I'm gonna quit vegetarianism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me, you have probably already heard me say that I really don't feel attached to the lifestyle anymore.  I've just kept doing it for the past few years, cheating only slightly on rare occasions.  So, I've been waiting for a good enough reason to quit...  at the same time I've had a growing sense that the good it does the world is nearly if not actually outweighed by the energy I lose to it.  It's not that it's an enormous sap on my energy, but it certainly takes something out of my life when I have to tell my friends that restaurant X is no good for me, or when I have to turn down potato chips offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to turn that energy toward something more worthwhile than irritating others with my finickiness.  But I have to have my herculean labors first.  If you were around for my entry at the end of last year, you know what my labors are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. repay my folks by april.  DONE&lt;br /&gt;2. pass level 3 of the Kanji Kentei (may be done as of June 10, just passed 4 on the DS, but...)&lt;br /&gt;3. run 10 k in 45min.  (managed it in 50 mins last week... my third week of running)&lt;br /&gt;4. bench press my own weight (currently 64kilos, and I'm pretty sure I can press about 45)&lt;br /&gt;5. save 500,000 yen.  (this one could be tough, as I'll be paying Japanese social security soon)&lt;br /&gt;6. do a backflip (here I've yet to make any progress)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one feels quite within reach... though it's pretty unlikely that I'll manage the money one before at least November.  So I'll be enjoying at least one more "meatless summer".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1793829146236868658?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1793829146236868658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1793829146236868658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1793829146236868658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1793829146236868658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/kokuhaku.html' title='kokuhaku.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7313908302114187226</id><published>2007-04-18T02:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T02:03:48.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my blood pressure.</title><content type='html'>104/66&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my father's: very much higher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7313908302114187226?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7313908302114187226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7313908302114187226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7313908302114187226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7313908302114187226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/my-blood-pressure.html' title='my blood pressure.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2526248100425087491</id><published>2007-04-12T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T03:49:58.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>virtual pat on the back.</title><content type='html'>kanken DS&lt;br /&gt;Treadmill&lt;br /&gt;blog hits&lt;br /&gt;paycheck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if this quantifiable success thing leads away from people.  I mean, the treadmill and the DS can mark my progress and give me precise encouragement much better than anyone else I know.  My paycheck is, in a sense, a much more direct encouragement than "thanks" or a pat on the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something bad happened that makes me reflect on my childhood, and my life ahead from here.  Are there many "thanks"s or pats on the back left, or is it just gonna be a number readout on an lcd screen?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2526248100425087491?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2526248100425087491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2526248100425087491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2526248100425087491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2526248100425087491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/virtual-pat-on-back.html' title='virtual pat on the back.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-4924532084669401862</id><published>2007-04-11T02:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T02:16:07.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm 28, I ate an ice cream confection, and I ran 10k in 59:58</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-4924532084669401862?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/4924532084669401862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=4924532084669401862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4924532084669401862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4924532084669401862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-28-i-ate-ice-cream-confection-and-i.html' title='I&apos;m 28, I ate an ice cream confection, and I ran 10k in 59:58'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5049584697048702189</id><published>2007-04-07T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T16:45:31.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>do you imagine your suffering will be any less because...</title><content type='html'>Dude, &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0414993/"&gt;Aronofsky&lt;/a&gt; is an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw a movie that reminded me how good a visually awesome movie can be, and I'm just livid about having wasted my time on the fountain yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0120863/"&gt;the thin red line&lt;/a&gt; if you get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(that the mass of reviewers thinks the fountain worthy of a higher score is stunning. and deflates my hopes for a brighter world)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5049584697048702189?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5049584697048702189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5049584697048702189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5049584697048702189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5049584697048702189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-you-imagine-your-suffering-will-be.html' title='do you imagine your suffering will be any less because...'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5283199913681783638</id><published>2007-04-06T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T05:11:52.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say.</title><content type='html'>More than saying something right now, I feel like having something to say.  I'm at a point in all of my plans where I just need to keep working, cuz results are a long way off yet.  I study, I exercise, I clean, I read, I cook, I watch my budget...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all quite boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As was &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0414993/"&gt;the Fountain&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5283199913681783638?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5283199913681783638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5283199913681783638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5283199913681783638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5283199913681783638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/nothing-to-say.html' title='Nothing to say.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5645078948740908743</id><published>2007-04-05T00:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T01:10:13.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I've said it before, I'll say it again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lnL4fjMzsSU"&gt;meow&lt;/a&gt; meow meow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5645078948740908743?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5645078948740908743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5645078948740908743&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5645078948740908743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5645078948740908743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/ive-said-it-before-ill-say-it-again.html' title='I&apos;ve said it before, I&apos;ll say it again.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6720937361892064637</id><published>2007-04-02T22:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:16:02.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rokkyuu.</title><content type='html'>I just passed level 6 of the kanji kentei.  On the DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.kankends.jp/index.html"&gt;game I bought&lt;/a&gt; is indeed pretty effective.  I do have a big complaint though.  Whereas on the real test, I'd have to have quite a large vocabulary, and be able to apply my knowledge over 1000s of different words, this game has roughly 100 questions per section per level. &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure the 100 sample questions are a good representation of what the real level six offers, but this game can never be an effective study tool without a lot more questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes me about 30 minutes of solid workin to push through one level's worth of questions.  Then a little more time to go over the ones I missed, and slowly get them all correct.  Within an hour, I've supposedly accomplished a year's worth of kanji study.  Shenanigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To wit:  imagine I score about 40% on a given level.  I study the 100 questions exhaustively, and get to the point where I can get 95% no problem, and I've got nothing left to study.  What kind of score can I expect on the real test?  By my figuring, about a 42%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, a couple percent increase in score for just a couple hours study is phenomenal... but there's no easy way to take that couple of percent and extend it to 10 or 20%.&lt;br /&gt;I'll probably be buying &lt;a href="http://www.rocketcompany.co.jp/kanken/"&gt;the other kanjikentei game&lt;/a&gt; pretty soon too, for exactly this reason.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6720937361892064637?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6720937361892064637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6720937361892064637&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6720937361892064637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6720937361892064637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/rokkyuu.html' title='rokkyuu.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5832736432438989196</id><published>2007-04-01T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T05:53:11.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twokayseven</title><content type='html'>Hey.  This decade is actually wrapping itself up in a hurry.  Momus has talked before about the character of a decade being defined mostly in it's closing years (though I tend to think of 84-86 and 91-93 as the defining years of their respective decades), but this is the first one I've really been able to countenance as an adult.&lt;br /&gt;I was 10 coming into the nineties, and 0 for the beginning of the eighties, so this one is the first decade that really feels like I've been there to witness the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;So far, it hadn't been anything special to me.  Maybe it takes two decades of awareness before you can really compare one decade to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me back in 2017.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5832736432438989196?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5832736432438989196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5832736432438989196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5832736432438989196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5832736432438989196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/04/twokayseven.html' title='twokayseven'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-4118014845296378258</id><published>2007-03-30T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T07:07:17.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the new starcraft.</title><content type='html'>While I'm sure blizzard is cooking up something hot, I think I don't have much use for that stuff anymore.  Somehow, I've become obsessed with "real life".  I suppose that's what most people were throughout history, and what a pretty good majority still are.  I wasn't always so insistent on being "rooted in the soil" though.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be a gamer.  It used to seem to me like the goals that I put behind me in games had some meaning.  Objectively, I always knew they didn't, but I forgave myself because I didn't feel like those material goals in life had any more meaning.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm down with the materialists.  From self-help to joining a gym and thinking non-stop about money, my life has become heavy and concrete.  I don't mind it this way.  Living through other people's fictions wasn't so hot after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But where I started with this was I think I've found a timesap (or two) that are going to leave me as worthless as starcraft did in college.  The big new big thing is the (taiwan import) DS I bought today and the &lt;a href="http://www.kankends.jp/index.html"&gt;kanji kentei game&lt;/a&gt; that I spent my day on.&lt;br /&gt;From the time I got home until just about now, I've been staring at those two screens (in vertical orientation) and scribbling down kanji.  I'm way too into this game.  I can see myself being ready for my year's goal (lvl 3) by June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, if you're keeping track, &lt;a href="http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2006/12/year-of-boor-bore-boar.html"&gt;the year of the boar&lt;/a&gt; is about 1/4 over.  I've got one goal completed, and have just begun in earnest on two of the others.  Already there have been times when it seemed really unlikely that I'd manage all of them, but now, it looks like I set my goals a lot lower than I should have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-4118014845296378258?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/4118014845296378258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=4118014845296378258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4118014845296378258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4118014845296378258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/new-starcraft.html' title='the new starcraft.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1861373175721890975</id><published>2007-03-29T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T02:36:55.732-07:00</updated><title type='text'>invest in infrastructure.</title><content type='html'>Wow, today was a really beautiful day.  Perfect weather, blooming flowers, smiling faces, short skirts, and on and on.  After a long-ish winter, I'm reminded why I'm here... because it can be an earthly paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back on the earth, I made hay.  I studied, and bought some things for the house, and for the &lt;a href="http://www.jexer.co.jp/fitness/ueno/index.html"&gt;gym&lt;/a&gt;.  Maybe I sound like a little girl when I say this, but I always feel much happier when I buy "infrastructure".  Something that makes my home more homey, or increases my ability or efficiency or comfort in this tiny space.  Today, a trash can with a lid and wheels, tomorrow the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1861373175721890975?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1861373175721890975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1861373175721890975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1861373175721890975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1861373175721890975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/invest-in-infrastructure.html' title='invest in infrastructure.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8353054581229244329</id><published>2007-03-27T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T10:00:13.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something is changing.</title><content type='html'>something good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8353054581229244329?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8353054581229244329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8353054581229244329&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8353054581229244329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8353054581229244329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/something-is-changing.html' title='something is changing.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2031381914290021887</id><published>2007-03-25T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T07:15:48.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>speaking of restaurant reviews.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kagetsu.co.jp/index.html"&gt;YUMM&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a limited time ramen being served at 花月 (kagetsu) ramen.  It's really vegetarian, and it's really good. &lt;br /&gt;If you can read Japanese, follow the link and be my guest, but it really doesn't have information so much as a bunch of self congratulation.  I can hardly hold that against them though.  I had it a few hours ago, and it was better than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no ramen expert, so I can only tell you that it's not oily or heavy, the noodles are not eggy at all, and have a bit more hagotae (al dente-ness?) than I'm used to.  The charm point though is the thoroughly stewed vegetables on top.  The nanohana was barely present, but the daikon and potato were like a really clean-tasting oden.  I wasn't so confident about the cherry tomato, and wound up avoiding it until I had already eaten all the other vegetables and most of the noodles.  Damned if it wasn't the best part.  Being no poet, I'm not gonna try to wow you with my words, but "bright" and "burst" come to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 680 yen, and absolutely zero vegetarian hypocrisy points, it's worth trying.  and retrying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2031381914290021887?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2031381914290021887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2031381914290021887&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2031381914290021887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2031381914290021887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/speaking-of-restaurant-reviews.html' title='speaking of restaurant reviews.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6238372071496344101</id><published>2007-03-25T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T07:01:04.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>upcoming projects</title><content type='html'>It seems like ever other blog I read is trumpeting some "upcoming project".  I feel left out.  I mean, I have my little projects.  For example repaying my debt was a fun little experience, but I feel pretty happy putting a cap on that one.  It's high time I had some fancy, enterprising, buzzwordy innovation around here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I give you my Vlog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or no, rather, I don't.  I'm trying to experiment with my camera and feeling more comfortable in front of it.  Though I feel comfortable enough with the idea of exposing my face, I can't really speak naturally to that tiny black square in my macbook.&lt;br /&gt;I am not a phenomenal listener, but I do try to work with the feedback that my partner gives me, and adjust accordingly.  But when I try making these little videos, I only get my own face and my own words.   Monologuing seems to be something I can only do when I should be having a dialog.  Ask my poor friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to get it going soon.  Just like my restaurant and cafe reviews.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6238372071496344101?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6238372071496344101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6238372071496344101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6238372071496344101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6238372071496344101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/upcoming-projects.html' title='upcoming projects'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2838898923342919576</id><published>2007-03-24T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T18:51:52.481-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the honorable representative of japan</title><content type='html'>I picked up a copy of Metropolis (shock!) while I was at TGI Friday's (SHOCK!) last night.  I usually just read them at work, but I hadn't seen this one  before.  Inside is a review of "shutting out the sun", a book about Japan's future that uses hikkikomori as its pivot point.  I guess the book runs something like "the japanese individual is broken and hikkikomori is strong evidence".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But despite some ridiculous estimates in the past of a million or more of these young men, it's abundantly clear that they make up a very small percentage of the population, and if wikipedia is believed that they are merely manifesting developmental disabilities differently than similarly afflicted westerners would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I might suggest to the goose what he has so amply applied to the gander:  there were likely more murder victims in America in 2006 than there are hikkikomori.  There are far far more americans currently incarcerated than there are hikkikomori.  There are 37000 alumni of&lt;br /&gt;Harvard law school, more than most estimates of hikkokomri numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How reflective of the american individual would a book that centers on murder victims or prisoners or HLS alumni be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2838898923342919576?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2838898923342919576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2838898923342919576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2838898923342919576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2838898923342919576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/honorable-representative-of-japan.html' title='the honorable representative of japan'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-833952513861332054</id><published>2007-03-22T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T02:20:25.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my writing puts my writing to shame.</title><content type='html'>oh dear. &lt;br /&gt;I just happened upon a folder full of my freshman year philosophy papers.  As is the custom, I felt a little nostalgia, and a little embarrassed at my ideologies.  I hadn't quite expected to feel ashamed though.  Not about my papers, they're pretty good for a freshman, but about my current writing skill.  I'm nowhere near the writer I was 8 years ago. &lt;br /&gt;How did that happen?  I like to think I'm just rusty from having been lazy so long.  Of course my writing skill withered; I've written precisely one essay for anyone's evaluation in the last five years, and that was in Japanese. &lt;br /&gt;I am sort of afraid that this goes a bit deeper than that though.  I worry that I'm becoming one of those "used to be smart"-types who slide gradually down until even their present circumstances are overwhelming.  It's not for lack of talent (I hope), or even lack of ambition.  I just can't seem to find any one topic, idea, field, dream, etc. that seems worth investing myself in.  So I dabble.  I learn a little about everything and a lot about nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Take today for example.  I finished reading Othello (my 3rd Shakespearean tragedy in 2 weeks), and Empire of the Sun, studied a few hundred kanji, read 50 pages or so of another book, and started another two or three projects of differing sizes.  I didn't touch my Japanese law books (my avowed discipline of focus), and didn't speak a word of Japanese to anyone including the clerk at the grocery store.  That is to say, I made no real progress toward any of my goals, despite having quite a few of them.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll be turn really effective the moment I have mastered everything I don't really value.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-833952513861332054?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/833952513861332054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=833952513861332054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/833952513861332054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/833952513861332054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-writing-puts-my-writing-to-shame.html' title='my writing puts my writing to shame.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-4979928435639992369</id><published>2007-03-13T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:41:20.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my god isn't false, my god is real.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.nationmaster.com/graph/rel_rel-religion-religions"&gt;As many as 90% of Americans&lt;/a&gt; stake their eternities on the belief that "the truth" appears more real than lies.  In my experience, the opposite is true.&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-4979928435639992369?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/4979928435639992369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=4979928435639992369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4979928435639992369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/4979928435639992369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-god-isnt-false-my-god-is-real.html' title='my god isn&apos;t false, my god is real.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-8309643346312293849</id><published>2007-03-09T04:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T05:18:16.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much of a good thing</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine from work has the habit of reminding me that I work too much.  While he's always been right, I've always had the excuse that I had to get through the debt I stacked up on my way in while putting together my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;On the 28th of this month, his point will become a lot more trenchant, when my disposable income after bills goes up 4 fold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I do?  Actually cut back on working?  Or create &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/jp/"&gt;new&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hit-u.ac.jp/ryugaku/foreigners/fees-e.html"&gt;needs&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;a href="http://www.nintendo.co.jp/"&gt;wants&lt;/a&gt; to take up the slack?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-8309643346312293849?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/8309643346312293849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=8309643346312293849&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8309643346312293849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/8309643346312293849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/too-much-of-good-thing.html' title='too much of a good thing'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2436155389779101145</id><published>2007-03-08T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T05:33:03.439-08:00</updated><title type='text'>as promised</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQOwJ75uI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ekt9vC_4ZBc/s1600-h/bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQOwJ75uI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ekt9vC_4ZBc/s400/bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039545828658374370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQPAJ75vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Kwyb7auwkwM/s1600-h/deathstar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQPAJ75vI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Kwyb7auwkwM/s400/deathstar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039545832953341682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQPAJ75wI/AAAAAAAAADY/4fcYAdyZLNk/s1600-h/needs+more+bolts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQPAJ75wI/AAAAAAAAADY/4fcYAdyZLNk/s400/needs+more+bolts.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039545832953341698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQPQJ75xI/AAAAAAAAADg/hiJyNr9SVR0/s1600-h/O-chinko%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQPQJ75xI/AAAAAAAAADg/hiJyNr9SVR0/s400/O-chinko%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039545837248309010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ふふふ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAP3gJ75tI/AAAAAAAAADA/NetBjp5BU7s/s1600-h/2+way+marketing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAP3gJ75tI/AAAAAAAAADA/NetBjp5BU7s/s400/2+way+marketing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039545429226415826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(I promised you 5, but I only had 4 I liked.  Enjoy a pretty advertisement for cellphones)&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/11641135-2436155389779101145?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2436155389779101145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2436155389779101145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2436155389779101145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2436155389779101145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/as-promised.html' title='as promised'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RfAQOwJ75uI/AAAAAAAAADI/Ekt9vC_4ZBc/s72-c/bus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7435443266806038209</id><published>2007-03-07T20:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:31:01.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>entrance</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/notnato/414294720/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/414294720_889499477e.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/notnato/414294720/"&gt;entrance&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/notnato/"&gt;notnato&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	don't ask me to explain the burst of photographic activity, but I'm going to hop a train to takadanobaba and take a couple pictures.  I'll post 5 pictures when I get back.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7435443266806038209?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7435443266806038209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7435443266806038209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7435443266806038209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7435443266806038209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/entrance.html' title='entrance'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/146/414294720_889499477e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-2815496134999544937</id><published>2007-03-07T19:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T19:40:01.788-08:00</updated><title type='text'>work it</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/notnato/414251100/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/414251100_ee7baf0b65.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/notnato/414251100/"&gt;work it&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/notnato/"&gt;notnato&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	20x20 paper by kokuyo.  scribbles and sloppy characters by me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-2815496134999544937?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/2815496134999544937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=2815496134999544937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2815496134999544937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/2815496134999544937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/work-it.html' title='work it'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/184/414251100_ee7baf0b65_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3481815026053764611</id><published>2007-03-01T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T04:14:00.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss me, I did my own taxes.</title><content type='html'>Look upon my standard tax form, &lt;a href="http://www.christianmoviesdirect.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=601&amp;osCsid=52e282533d91f099668ba433ab996ebd"&gt;ye mighty&lt;/a&gt;, and despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to do my taxes all by myself.  IN JAPANESE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, it could be that I'm supposed to be off the hook for the money I lost in the market, but the part on investment returns is a little beyond me.  I'll take another look at that part before I fill in the real form, to see if I can't shave off a bit more.  As it is, I owe just about 1man.  Of course, my local taxes are still on the horizon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3481815026053764611?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3481815026053764611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3481815026053764611&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3481815026053764611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3481815026053764611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/03/kiss-me-i-did-my-own-taxes.html' title='Kiss me, I did my own taxes.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-221254981252650806</id><published>2007-02-28T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T04:15:41.889-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReWKKJS6boI/AAAAAAAAACc/pNPhoa2i8P4/s1600-h/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReWKKJS6boI/AAAAAAAAACc/pNPhoa2i8P4/s320/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036583665182338690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;here're some more pictures, this time of Ueno. I think I missed the good photos on this walk. When I passed through Yushima shrine, there was a lady with a monkey making surrounded by a thick semi-circle of old folks and housewives. There were more sakura popping there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReWKKpS6bpI/AAAAAAAAACk/3PLrg6VNI9k/s1600-h/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReWKKpS6bpI/AAAAAAAAACk/3PLrg6VNI9k/s320/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036583673772273298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReWKK5S6bqI/AAAAAAAAACs/FYfAdQfDa7Q/s1600-h/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0020_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReWKK5S6bqI/AAAAAAAAACs/FYfAdQfDa7Q/s320/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0020_001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036583678067240610" 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/11641135-221254981252650806?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/221254981252650806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=221254981252650806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/221254981252650806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/221254981252650806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/herere-some-more-pictures-this-time-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReWKKJS6boI/AAAAAAAAACc/pNPhoa2i8P4/s72-c/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-1816124353991162682</id><published>2007-02-28T04:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T04:17:00.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the further case against dogs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param value="http://youtube.com/v/UXefSGM6Bn4" name="movie"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://youtube.com/v/UXefSGM6Bn4" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs can't make a sound that is pleasing.  They can't even make a sound that isn't annoying or frightening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-1816124353991162682?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/1816124353991162682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=1816124353991162682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1816124353991162682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/1816124353991162682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/cat-me-if-you-can.html' title='the further case against dogs.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7099567940203094613</id><published>2007-02-25T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T17:53:56.273-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 recent keitai photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9kS9VXWI/AAAAAAAAABg/D3gXoJCcT88/s1600-h/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9kS9VXWI/AAAAAAAAABg/D3gXoJCcT88/s320/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035655027127311714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9ky9VXXI/AAAAAAAAABo/YOj21-oPHwc/s1600-h/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9ky9VXXI/AAAAAAAAABo/YOj21-oPHwc/s320/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035655035717246322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9lC9VXYI/AAAAAAAAABw/RmhfIuLWnqE/s1600-h/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9lC9VXYI/AAAAAAAAABw/RmhfIuLWnqE/s320/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035655040012213634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9lC9VXZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tumyrDsPdEg/s1600-h/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9lC9VXZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/tumyrDsPdEg/s320/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035655040012213650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9lS9VXaI/AAAAAAAAACA/WfvjrrvT1IU/s1600-h/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9lS9VXaI/AAAAAAAAACA/WfvjrrvT1IU/s320/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035655044307180962" 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/11641135-7099567940203094613?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7099567940203094613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7099567940203094613&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7099567940203094613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7099567940203094613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/5-recent-keitai-photos.html' title='5 recent keitai photos'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/ReI9kS9VXWI/AAAAAAAAABg/D3gXoJCcT88/s72-c/%E7%94%BB%E5%83%8F-0007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-6869492415105019852</id><published>2007-02-25T04:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T04:16:59.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ai kyan kukku.</title><content type='html'>After a buttery, buttery weekend, I put my game face back on and returned to the 3 sq. ft, I call my kitchen.  And what did I produce but a reasonably edible "gratin"!  (I'm used to calling it a "casserole".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.justhungry.com/2006/01/perfect_roux_an.html"&gt;Bechamel sauce&lt;/a&gt; + macaroni + cheese + panko + 200 degrees and some time = gratin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd give you a more detailed recipe, but it was all by ear, and honestly, hard to mess up.  Would taste better with something more thrown in the mix.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-6869492415105019852?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/6869492415105019852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=6869492415105019852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6869492415105019852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/6869492415105019852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/ai-kyan-kukku.html' title='ai kyan kukku.'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7570761777809640549</id><published>2007-02-24T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T02:28:56.641-08:00</updated><title type='text'>(a loaf of bread, a container of milk and) ONE POUND OF BUTTER</title><content type='html'>For the last hour or so, my stomach has had a lump of lead the size of a tennis ball in it.  The same thing happened last night, but I don't think it's anything to worry about.  Rather, I'd say is completely natural.&lt;br /&gt;You see, I've eaten nearly a pound of butter in the last 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shortbread recipe (not especially tasty) = 280g&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.tripod.com/%7Epriya_s/htmlfiles/rice.html#k"&gt;kitchiri&lt;/a&gt; = 1/4 cup (i didnt measure)&lt;br /&gt;gorgonzola spaghetti (also not so good) = 20g (plus, 120g of cheese and some cream)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cookpad.com/mykitchen/recipe/226792/"&gt;sauteed satsuma-imo&lt;/a&gt; = more butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the math, 400g of butter have disappeared since Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unsurprisingly, my guts aren't the only ailment.  My skin is a little shitty, and my heart stopped back when I was cooking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7570761777809640549?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7570761777809640549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7570761777809640549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7570761777809640549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7570761777809640549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/loaf-of-bread-container-of-milk-and-one.html' title='(a loaf of bread, a container of milk and) ONE POUND OF BUTTER'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-509836323486918530</id><published>2007-02-22T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T02:45:28.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>end: money discussion</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/Rd10Fy9VXTI/AAAAAAAAABI/bpxFTZPTBiI/s1600-h/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/Rd10Fy9VXTI/AAAAAAAAABI/bpxFTZPTBiI/s200/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034307601397275954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a couple days, money won't be such a problem anymore.  I intend to shut up about it then, and get on with my life.  However, before I grow up about this, I think I'm entitled to one last moan.  (moan presented in pink italics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;With my first three paychecks, I have repaid 430,000 in loans.  In addition, I've bought a microwave, a rice cooker, curtains, and smaller furnishings for the apartment, and paid 3 months of rent.  To accomplish that, I've skipped meals, lost weight, snubbed friends, and performed the same damned calculations in my head a million and five times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;It's been a kind of shitty winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring is right around the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-509836323486918530?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/509836323486918530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=509836323486918530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/509836323486918530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/509836323486918530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/end-money-discussion.html' title='end: money discussion'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/Rd10Fy9VXTI/AAAAAAAAABI/bpxFTZPTBiI/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7942978543144490162</id><published>2007-02-18T03:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T03:33:54.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>in defense of librarians</title><content type='html'>from comedyguy21, in response to the video "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vnwhwuifups&amp;amp;NR"&gt;librarians are ugly&lt;/a&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"librarians are hot as hell great looking bodys sizes 2 though 8 and just because they are not big in the chest part of themselfs does not mean jack shit shut up you dumb girls who are putting down the library look and open your minds more!! glasses rule on females!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7942978543144490162?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7942978543144490162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7942978543144490162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7942978543144490162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7942978543144490162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/in-defense-of-librarians.html' title='in defense of librarians'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3325165326767215083</id><published>2007-02-14T21:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:20:43.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the blaise pascal says, μ</title><content type='html'>The internet doesn't agree on this matter, and I can't get a concrete source, but Pascal is said to have quipped:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="huge"&gt;All men's miseries derive from not being able to sit in a quiet room alone.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3325165326767215083?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3325165326767215083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3325165326767215083&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3325165326767215083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3325165326767215083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/blaise-pascal-says.html' title='the blaise pascal says, μ'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-9101135831718083308</id><published>2007-02-14T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T18:31:39.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the breakup song</title><content type='html'>I assign you an eternal fate.  I curse you with the ultimate curse.  May it seize you instantly as it leaves my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never may you have a home and family, never caress a child of your own.  May your man prefer younger prettier girls; may he beat you as a housewife beats a rug.  May you never acquire bright alabaster or shining silver the dellight of men.  May your roof keep leaking and no carpenter fix it. May wild dogs camp in your bedroom; may owls nest in your attic; may drunkards vomit all over you.  May a tavern wall be your place of business.  May you be dressed in torn robes and filthy underwear.  May angry wives sue you.  May thorns and briars make your feet bloody.  May young men jeer and the rabble mock you as you walk the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all this be your reward for seducing me in the wilderness when I was strong and innocent and free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enkidu"&gt;enkidu&lt;/a&gt;, book 7 of gilgamesh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-9101135831718083308?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/9101135831718083308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=9101135831718083308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/9101135831718083308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/9101135831718083308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/breakup-song.html' title='the breakup song'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5589399328416012205</id><published>2007-02-14T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T01:59:46.304-08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/newline/thenumber23/"&gt;The Number 23&lt;/a&gt; looks like a bad enough movie, but if you can be bothered to watch the trailer to the end, you'll be treated to the little known fact that &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Atomic_bombings_of_Hiroshima_and_Nagasaki"&gt;the hiroshima bomb was dropped on august 15th&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;How the hell does that make it through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/fox_atomic/thehillshaveeyes2/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, by the way is a pretty good trailer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDITTO 2/21:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/huh.html#comment-6664527791433108738"&gt;A certain friend of mine&lt;/a&gt; makes a good point.  I am wrong.  "8:15" was the intended "eight fifteen", and is considerably more correct.  My apologies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-5589399328416012205?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5589399328416012205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5589399328416012205&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5589399328416012205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5589399328416012205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/huh.html' title='huh?'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-7795007760432798932</id><published>2007-02-04T22:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T22:25:36.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>useful contributor</title><content type='html'>almost every blog writer has a few moments when they think "why am I writing this blog?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I've had a few such moments along the road, I really don't sweat it.  I write because I like writing, and because I need the practice.  If someone reads and enjoys it, all the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the better... so I'm thinking now, wouldn't it be nice if my blog were actually a little useful to those that stumble onto it?  With that in mind, I'm going to try to document some of the recipes I make and the restaurants I go to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to report today though.  I made that same hokkaido-style nabe again, and it was, just like last time really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-7795007760432798932?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/7795007760432798932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=7795007760432798932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7795007760432798932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/7795007760432798932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/useful-contributor.html' title='useful contributor'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-5830309821954796015</id><published>2007-02-04T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T04:51:36.374-08:00</updated><title type='text'>how it feels</title><content type='html'>This is how it feels to work where I do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RcXWnPKYo1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tfS2Vjt3tq8/s1600-h/work.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RcXWnPKYo1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tfS2Vjt3tq8/s400/work.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027660528602358610" 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/11641135-5830309821954796015?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/5830309821954796015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=5830309821954796015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5830309821954796015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/5830309821954796015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/how-it-feels.html' title='how it feels'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AA_6xFCDUiA/RcXWnPKYo1I/AAAAAAAAAA8/tfS2Vjt3tq8/s72-c/work.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11641135.post-3482940361369271631</id><published>2007-02-04T04:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T05:19:55.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>greedy bitches</title><content type='html'>What I'm about to write, I normally think of as misogynistic, and kind of stupid.  So, uh, apologies ahead of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say you can't con an honest man.  While I don't really keen to that, the phrase did occur to me as I was watching "&lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Damens_Walker"&gt;damens walker&lt;/a&gt;", my first japanese drama in ages.  I've only watched the first episode, but that same theme everpresent in japanese media for women recurs.  The woman, always searching for "the big one", gets played.&lt;br /&gt;Before I go further, let me make clear what "the big one" means.  It is, of course, "the love of one's life", but these men being targeted have one big thing in common.  They're freaking ideal.  They're young, rich, successful and attractive.  There are no social restrictions on that matter in Japan.  Women on TV want rich dudes, and rich dudes only; stable, healthy, loving dudes need not apply.  (except in that specific genre)&lt;br /&gt;These women are, as per the time honored tradition, mostly trying to finagle these men into long term relationships using sex, or at the bare minimum, calculated overtures toward sex.  The men express no special interest in long term situations, but why should they?  They're young and succesful.  There is absolutely no hurry for them to get involved in a lifelong relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Yet the women, who don't bring the issue up until after sex, expect the man to be on bended knee as soon as they get on their knees.  Then when the woman's scheme clearly hasn't worked, she inevitably cries, which again, the man should respond to with a proposal.  Should he fail to do so, you can be sure that he will get a comeuppance for daring to have sex.  This time, it was a kick to the groin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god Japanese women aren't much like Japanese TV women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 2/16&lt;br /&gt;actually, by the end of this drama, the women who had spent their time bitching about all the trickery and shortcomings of men realized that they were creating the problems themselves, and that the whole world was a lot more fluid than any stupid set of principles contrary to ones own desires.&lt;br /&gt;They're even so brash as to suggest that for certain women, being paired with a man who incessantly cheats may well be a reasonably happy situation.  Though being uncoupled does seem to be undesirable, regardless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11641135-3482940361369271631?l=misterdoctor.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/feeds/3482940361369271631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11641135&amp;postID=3482940361369271631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3482940361369271631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11641135/posts/default/3482940361369271631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://misterdoctor.blogspot.com/2007/02/greedy-bitches.html' title='greedy bitches'/><author><name>ネイット</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06912650379257108290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
