Do - Dezember
9, 2004
randomness ~ december2004
I decided to introduce my personal list of
assorted monthly 'L&L' aka 'blablabla', as I have nothing else to write
about. Commercials have been listed already in earlier posts. I'm quite clueless
and bored/annoyed. A dangerous mixture.
L & L
loves
:) &
loathes
>_<
Uni
+:
MiBi!!! Microbiology is the most
interesting thing. Infections, Bacteria, mechanisms. Love it! This could turn
out to be a passion... if only I knew more -_-; Secondly:
Pathology -:
Biometrics Food +:
vegetable: (not for strange uses, for
EATING you pig!) Chocolate! What, that's no vegetable? Broccoli
then. other food: fresh
Tofu. -:
sour oranges, chicken nuggets with stringy
bits Colour +:
bright
orange -: brown.
thus assigned as 'loathing'
color Music +: J-Pop
(Weiß
Kreuz). I need something soft right
now. -: she's
german and sings awfully.
every.morning.on..the.radio. Books +: anything
not
medicine-related -: anything
medicine
related Anime +: anything
Schuldig -: not
having any more mangas to read (and no time for reading them
anyway Hobbies +: trying
to make
Weiß
Kreuz
fanart -: not
having any time for
it Health +: not
having a cold
:D -: physiotherapy
not working on achillobursitis _really_
sucks Traits +: sarcasm
- fun and
protective. -: sarcasm
- hey, it's all I got
today Misc latest
loathe:
*CENSORED* (a vexatious
person) november's
favourite quote: "A man shows big
similarily to the pancreas - a head, a body, a in relation big 'tail' and the
whole is suffering strongly under the influence of
alcohol"
Closing with new
Quote for december: When the doctor walks behind the casket, the cause sometimes
follows the effect.
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Mi - Dezember
8, 2004
ahead of my time
Oops, was war das für ein kleines
Mißgeschick...? Nearly honored the lecture theater too early. Tsk,
tsk.
Ja, unbelievable. It does happen every other
year, not often I may emphasize; I get up in the early morning
as usual. Padding down the hallway it's bathroom, kitchen, plus these days:
check advent's chocolate-filled calendar; back to my room (where is my backpack?
Stethoscope? White coat? Paper! Pen!!!), and finally a hectic run to any kind of
public transport device, destined to arrive at the first lecture just a tad too
late.
Hn. Today I got up. Did all
of the above things. When at the step 'kitchen' I realized it was 6:40, not
7:40. Lucky. It has happened a few times that I actually stuck to my morning
hectic and arrived at school 1 hour too early. Ha! Not today. I managed to take
a shower, make some tea, eat breakfast (now _that_ is new!), and read some
entertaining drabbles online, only to get going late as usual leading to
unavoidable slight late arrival in uni.
It doesn't matter when I go to
sleep or get up. It has to take an extraordinary adorable applaudable professor
on a subject that I simply love to make me be there
before
the lecture starts. Sorry ;-)
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Di - Dezember
7, 2004
one more
I thought to myself, ho very unlucky if I had
had an accident on my way back. Not only would an accident be bad in itself, but
my one fixed pupil would have suggested a serious brain nerve damage to the
emergency doc. W.o.n.d.e.r.f.u.l.

Oh
yes, you guessed right. I just put this up here for it's terribleness. Why
should only my eyes
hurt?
Oh, and
HAPPY NIKOLAUS to you! I got lots of yummy Lindt chocolate today. Ha ha
ha!
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Examination lessons
Yeah. The wonders of Belladonna. How very much
headache it can cause when applied in one eye only. And said eye is being
inspected by six people. Meaning brightly shining flashlights non-stop. Say
three hail marys and close your eyes, please -_o;;
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Fr - November 19, 2004
randomness
It's freezing! We even had bits of snow yesterday
and today. And: more from my wonderful life
at uni.
Although I must make the impression that I hate my
uni right now, it's not wholly accurate. There are some good things. Somewhere.
Hmm, let me think... yes, we have that anamnestic class which I dreaded, I mean,
no desire talking to actors here!But I brought myself to do my "interview" this
week. It was actually good. I was a bit clueless throughout the interview, but
taking the impostor, err, "patient" serious worked. The fun part was the strange
self-analysation round which I handled with my usual ability to entertain. The
feedback round was good enough; someone said I'd be really good at it later when
my clinical knowledge base would be expanded, so I felt flattered and that was
that.
Pharmacology. Lectures have been
condensed form two to one semester. Bad idea. The guy is just racing through
classes and names, it' just rushing by.
Biometrics lectures ended today. We
were only 10 students left. It has been going down from the beginning. The event
is scheduled for 400 students (FU+HU), the course developing rapidly towards
zero. Two weeks ago: 58 people, then 46, 25, and now, 10. But it's a tricky
subject, and I still don't understand half of it. I'm Hopeless when it comes to
statistics.
Oops, I guess I'm again
making the impression that uni sucks.... he he, how is that? Guess I can't help
it.
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*thump*
Oh yeah, so I got this new and inexpensive black
cashmere/wool coat, nearly too elegant for me - I'd bought it for for going to
the opera or such. But I started wearing it daily because it looks good and is
warm.
Only, yesterday I was hastening to a lecture,
running up the stairs with my well known elegance. And fell on my face. Nearly.
The coat is too damn long. Have tripped on the brim several times now. In fact,
every day at least once. There may be a connection with my habit to climb stairs
really fast. Scraped the skin off my right knuckle and drew blood, but in the
end it's just like a bruised joint. Moving my hand hurts, my lower arm muscles
are sore from catching the unexpected impact of body weight on them, and it's
one of those places where band aids won't stay put. Teehee, now I probably make
people think I got into a fist fight. Fortunately, only three late smokers
witnessed my self humiliation. I want to get a knee length black leather coat.
No more stumbling, and water resistance as bonus. Hopefully I'll get one during
the year.
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Do - November 18, 2004
To cut or not to cut
It's time again I suppose... One time a year I get
this phase where I contemplate cutting my hair, and I mean cutting it
drastically. But then I never do it, and I never had it done, and... I just
don't *know* what i could do with it
-_-;; Basic obstacle besides my lack of
decisiveness: I do *not* trust the hairdressers. Nope. Never had to until now. I
nearly lost it last year, when I met a trustful hairdresser in Caloundra, QLD...
but I didn't decide spontaneous, and later on we had no time to go back again.
That was the only time I thought someone had the right idea about what to do
with my hair. Not that it isn't good the way it is, I mean, it's great: long,
smooth, nice colour, not too frizzy, yada yada. Although it fits my character I
can't help but think that a short cut would fit as well, or ven better?!? The
way it is now it's just one well groomed horse tail.
Mou -_-; Today I had it again, the
every-year-crisis, and I fooled around with my hair, taking some pictures. More
by coincidence I found something that *I* think suits my face quite good, only
to later discover that it's a mix between Naoe Nagi and Schuldig (from Schwarz;
Weiß Kreuz. Man, I love Schuldig. Who could guess that the hairstyle I
improvised would be so close to his? I didn't intend so, it just happened!). I
also played with a thai wig and it had a hint of the young Hitokiri Battousai
(from Rurouni Kenshin) when knotted in a high samurai ponytail; but relax, I'm
not going to wear that in PUBLIC =POh
no! It looked so GOOD! And it's really close to an anime cut, which isn't a bad
thing in itself, unless it's going to be bright peppermint green or purple
coloured. (I'd personally go for natural or red, or at least red highlights.
Consider that I've never messed with my hair. Dye? Good beewaaaare!). I like
asian hairstyles, because they fit me well, just like chinese clothing does.
Usually my appearance is neutral, people don't suspect me as partly asian unless
they see my long braid or have eurasian friends and know the looks. Surely a
certain hairstyle would accentuate my asian for
good.Strangely, it has been this way
since years, maybe since late puberty. I said goodbye to my bangs in 6th class
(cutting them back would make me look like twelve now, mwuahaha). Had frequent
curiosity episodes for very short hair (saw the tough grrl in Alien 2 or three,
the marine), but it wouldn't have been good to look like a militant feminist or
a "Kampflesbe", ne? Until I turned 20 I let it grew longer even. Then I got rid
of the puny ends and since then it has been that way it is now. Lternating
between waist and hip length.I always wanted
a radical short cut, but lacked the will to risk it. After all the wrong cut
would result in utter horribleness. I wished I had an asian hair cutter...
they'd know what I need, I need someone who knows what to do to make it perfect.
So will I do it now? Will I? Nah, most
likely not. But maybe it would be good...? Maybe just bangs again, for starters?
Hell, I look like what?15 then?
Feeling sulky now.
Why not check it
out here!
Advice and opinions
appreciated.
<-- doesn't that suit me? Does it? Hmm?
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Mi - November 10, 2004
alive
Yeah, me. Still here ^ ^;;
University sucks so to speak. And I'm having
a slight cold.
I think it's because we study after the new
regulations now. No-one seems to know what to teach, and how. Everything is
perplexingly unorganized. The teachers seem helpless to some extend. No-one
coordinates their classes, especially not with the pre-clinical part. The new
way has been established not long ago, so it's still trial and error in the
doctrine. I also haven't found a good book
to invest money and time in, not to speak of several books. The subjects are
alright, pathology, pharmacology & toxicology, history and some practical
courses. Oh, and
biometrics/epidemiologics
...thatsomuchsucks
Well, it's week four
and I still haven't gotten into it. Frankly, I feel cheated on my non-existant
holiday. I hope to figure out soon what I have to learn for the exams. Luckily I
have already finished my two exposés for this semester and won't be
distracted by it later when the hassle with the exams starts. Not going to like
the anamnestic course on monday, but at least we're doing some physical
examination stuff, finally putting stethoscopes to use and all. Scheduled to the
health check on friday, they got my soul, now they want my blood, too -_-;;
That's all for now. Sorry if I lack
wittyness but that's not what they teach us. Actually, I suspect they try to
take it away and replace it with decency and stick-up-the-ass-ness. Haha!
Promise to be a good girl in the
future. Missing all my friends overseas so much...
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manga mania
Newest addiction: "Weiß Kreuz". Not only a
cool manga but also a japanese band. Seems my anime-genes have been active lots
lately.
Running out of Kenshin books just debauched me to
the four guys, assassins with cat codenames at night and flowershop boys in the
day. They're sweet and have nice weapons. Their counterpart is a group with nice
villains; funny that my favourite evil guy is a german telepath with red hair.
And no, he's not a nazi (rare enough that one is german, bad, and not a
nazi!). Well, I've been
intrigued by a boy in school with red hair, it's just special and he was sweet.
got mobbed all the time though, that was mean. Wonder what he's doing now...
Unfortunately only two mangas existent and the
dvds too expensive. Shame. Jeesh, I have grown so accustomed to japanese
language now, maybe I should learn it. Love listening to it sure enough. Prefer
it over bavarian anytime!!! There's lots of
fan-fiction out there, too, and I swear it's a crime to use Babelfish for the
translations to german. Why german? See, they're called Weiss, fighting against
Schwarz, the telepathic's name is Schuldig (Schuschu-san for me ^ ^ his icons
have supplanted the Kenshin-ones now, hehe); furthermore organisations are
called Schreient with ladies like Neu, Schoen etc. WHYEVER the japanese got so
fascinated by german I dunno. And, err, the fangirls writing the stories are
really baaaaaadly abusing my poor, dear german language by making it a babelized
germanese. It's CRUEL what you're doing, I tell you! Ask me and I'll check it
for you, but please don't continue without a native having a look... it hurts to
read....
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Do - Oktober 21, 2004
sano/yahiko gif quickie
Didn't clean this one up. Might do later. But I like
how Yahiko starts chewing on Sanos hair when he's upset with him. Asian humor,
ne?

Some cute Weiss Kreuz chibis (not mine
- credit to whoever deserves it): Yohji
 Yohji,
Aya, Ken, Omi of "Weiss"Geesh, I've
spent hours yesterday to make Kenshin icons, Why don't I have a cinema display
to enjoy them fully...
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1st day
1st lecture (pharmacology/toxicology). Was boring.
But I think it will improve, it usually does. The hall was jammed full, maybe 5
seats left. Shit, it was not comfortable. Yare, yare, it will thin out again,
eventually. The average student gives up
quickly.
Other news? Injection no.2. If
this is without success as I suspect, I'll at least be able to close the chapter
and never have to think about cortisone again. It's nasty stuff
anyway.
Got this cortisone injection parallel to the tendon
again, and I swear the damn needle went in three centimeters! Scary, especially
with the milky yucky stuff, but it helps me overcome my injection aversion.
Maybe. I watched and it didn't hurt (!!!). I was really okay, but when I
focussed on the thought of it 5 mins later, I felt a dizzy spell coming.
That confirms my conviction that
in my
case it's absolutely conditioned behaviour! (I
didn't use to have any, ever, until one day in 1996 when I went to have blood
taken and blacked out afterwards. And I had blood taken before in course of a
sugar tolerance test when I was 16, and nothing had happened back then. I
figured it was unlucky timing because I was on a raw veggie diet: no
sugar/salt/fat, and my naturally low bloodpressure just wouldn't agree with
that. That diet only lasted for a couple of weeks, and has been the longest I've
ever done. Blame my first boyfriend for this crazy idea.)
Today I thought: Bah, it's all
psychosomatic! Conclusion: if I don't allow it, it won't happen. Despite
darkening vision and progressively dimming hearing, I went downstairs and out.
Was fine after a minute, just what I hoped. I use to do the same when I get up
to quickly and see black; I just keep walking cautiously until vision returns,
but I really see nothing for a second. Last week my brother unintentionally
slipped into that literally blind spot and scared me to death (he was hiding in
my sisters room, under the covers, when I was swaying in to put back a manga
book and he screamed and leaped for me). Proof:
my
dizzy spell is learned behavior from that
one
time when I was physically exhausted and with a very low BSL. I just have to
nullify this conditioning process, and i should get rid of it eventually.
Heh.
Spontaneous check for clinical
episode: fear of injections:
definitely improved! Reaction depends on daily form though. See and listen,
I
have
realized that the pain is not as bad as being stabbed by Saitoh with a katana
(despite my earlier immovable believe!). Still plagued by getting sweaty hands
just from thinking about injections. Must work on that, else my patients will
need to calm me down -_-;; feeling your
pain: well... maybe I'm just destined to make autopsies instead *scratches
head*. I can't help but shudder and wince inwardly when the patient next door
moans in pain of a nasty injection. Also, it makes me sick to my stomach - in
Caloundra one night shift doc stabbed a poor old granny's veins 5 times until
succeeding, and she was suffering a lot, drawing in these whimpering breathy
moans of pain (THESE are the WORST). One more time and I would have left the
room, I was really feeling sick.
blood? Luckily, no drama here. Same
with cuts, opened carcasses etc. As long as no pain is mouthed, I'm cool. It
depends on the way pain is voiced, anyway. I only mind the typical old woman's
sighing and long drawn breathy moans of pain that freak me out. Crying,
shouting, yelping and hissing don't bother
me. Revulsion scale: Bring it on,
nothing yet to bring me down. Oh, except these grilled, red pig-noses on Hong
Kong's night market - the smell raised the urge to retch my guts
out! stamina: umhh... well, ambivalent
experience there. I never wake easily under normal circumstances, but if
adrenaline kicks in, I can be up and going in five minutes. On the other hand I
can be really rested and refreshed and something boring makes me dead tired,
unable to shake myself up. Suitable for late work. Not so much early work. No
trouble working 8 hours non-stop if I'm
hooked. Competence: Yare, yare, I'm
still optimizing my performance. The interest runs deep, the discipline is too
slack. Needs work, but is possible to achieve
improvements. Secret advantage: I can
make people like me. Sometimes I too like them back. At my workplace, the clear
majority liked me. I can handle people well when I want to. I admit that I
mostly don't. But I can :D
I guess
there's a chance for me. You ask, why all
this crap writing now? I'm bound to the couch due to my injected foot, and the
fucker hurts. No more Kenshin... Watched Weiss Kreuz already... B O R E D O M.
No clinical books in my hands yet, and I'm always eating.
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Di - Oktober 19, 2004
...
boring.
day
...turned
out annoyingly crappy
-_-;;
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Sa
- Oktober 16, 2004
Eh he
Stupid me, I thought it was Sunday already and I'd
need to go to uni tomorrow. How relieved I am now, a whole day more to have
myself called lazybones
Guess I should really stop my holiday habit of
getting to bed after 4 AM and not getting up until 2 PM. Feh, it started with
sleep from 2 AM to 11 AM while learning, but somehow it shifted dramatically in
the last weeks. Maybe I just have to stay awake tonight and start a reasonable
sleeping habit tomorrow. I simply love holidays!
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appendicitis
as I call it... being incurable infected by japanese
appendices I caught off watching RK OV w. subtitles. Sorry if
translations/meanings are messed up, I only started using them a week ago or
so...
..., ne? - often at end of sentence, like
"right?" yare, yare - equals s.th like well,
well ahou / "X" no baka - idiot and like: "X"
you are so stupid baka deshi - stupid
apprentice nandayo?! - what the
hell?! de gozaru (yo)- polite and old
fashioned appendix, nearly exclusively used by Kenshin
nowadays arigatou - thank
you
must learn more
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Fr - Oktober 15, 2004
Nandayo..!?!
~ smoothly translates from japanese to english as
"what the hell...!?!" Insert fuming
Sano growl here ^ ^;;
~ Although I won't need this category daily,
it'll hopefully hold the boring everyday-stuff in a neat stack.
I just wanted another category because my
main is already so stuffed up. And I'm sorry for the bad icon, but RK insiders
will recognize it anyway, heh, it's just my current favourite.
Just wasted a large pile of paper
and
too much of my precious time to print out topics, overviews and other stuff
relating to the next semesters. Don't want to appear pessimistic, but that
sucks. Oh well, I admit... maybe I
am
making the pessimistic part up - it is good after all, I'm just so not looking
forward to reading that stuff now. Actually, I have
been
in a bright and lighthearted mood since
yesterday, realizing I regained my freedom, hehe! The chains of my study will
come back down on me on monday, but I take it easy 'til then.
NOW it's just so cool and strange in some
sort of twisted way - finally (!!!)
the complex yet undefined weirdness of the
last months resolved, all remains vanished (got my certificate today), and the
clear blue sky is literally showing again. I'm more than content, to say the
least, with my recently verified
conclusions: 1.) People
are
easily influenced, even by blogs *feral grin and amber glare*. Some more
than others. Shows how important the media are. I won't use the nasty and
totally misunderstood term of manipulation here, ne?
*cough* 2.) If you want to make someone
believe something you tell (wether true or not, doesn't matter), there are two
ways; tell a lie, pretending it's the truth. After being found out, adjust your
tactics to type 2; tell the truth and trick the subject of your talk into
believing you were lying, thus causeing them to believe the opposite. Can be
used in combination or isolated, works like a charm! I
know.
From more than one occasion. See (3) for
more 3.) Women
are
sly, and wicked (but not in an evil way). All. Especially if you don't
suspect them to be. How much they are towards you depends on how you treat them.
Not all is what or how it seems at first. If you want to get a certain effect,
but you don't want to invest the actual effort to do so, make the impression you
did things (when in truth you didn't) but let your target in the dark about if
you really did it. The result will be that of insecureness about what happened
or did not happen, and you can finally lean back without having done anything,
despite causing the effects you wished. Lack of certainty
is
gnawing on the long run, believe me. It's an art to inflict. If you didn't
understand these implementations and think it's all bogus, I'm afraid you're
running genetic code XY. Sorry, wrong operating system, you can't be helped
^_^; 4.) Age
does
make you wiser. Some less than others, and some
definitely
later
than others *lopsided smirk* Won't go into the well known biological facts here.
5.) To burden yourself with someone
immature is
not a
good idea. Let go quickly when your instinct tells you (well, it does have a
reason if it won't stop screaming at you desperately) unless you're the
weak
girly type and long to suffer by your companion's inner fight of indecisiveness
and self-questioning ... today's XYs are such sissies -_-;;
6.) Strong minded women who know what they
want, and besides, know what they
don't
want,
still
scare off unexperienced prey. Guarantees phases of lone wolfing but turns out
quite entertaining when you get the chance to watch someone being unknowingly
unable
to handle it! Or is it rather sad? Don't expect to be waited for until you grow
up. So much to maturity *chuckle* 7.) The
"take the package or leave it" motive rules; don't intend to make major
curtailment except for appropriate places. For me personally I take that staying
wild suits my character best - it's more fun than being sedatedly mild. In the
nonchalant way. After all, I want to stay the one who determines where I go.
Honestly, it feels like I went through nothing else in the last nine years (!)
than always feeling obliged to consider another person in
every
choice I'd make - wait, that's actually acurate -_-;; how sad de gozaru yo!
It's making me queasy and stubbornness wells up at the plain remembrance. I
don't need to be taken care of by a "helping syndromist" and already quit being
one. 7.) There are discussions that are
constructive and those that simply lead to nothing. Frankly, everyone seems
to engage in the latter while growing up - when they love those useless
stretched out talks that end in no conclusion made and no insight gained
whatsoever, but eventually you get over it! When I was in that age I was told by
someone experienced that it would wear off, with age and gained insight, and
guess who didn't believe it. Have luckily gotten over it a couple of years ago
and now understand what she meant. Waste my time when I already see it's futile
by foresight, just to discuss on
principle? Hell, no, I've better things to do
now, and I have done that plenty in the past! Such talks just bore me, and being
bored means I get impatient and aggressive with increasing time (=closer to
Saitou mode = not good). I'd never refuse a
good
discussion though. 8.) Finally I can say it:
life's so good!!! Too good to be wasted with worrying about the wrong
stuff. Nonchalance
does
require a certain amount of experience though. Never thought I'd be on the
giving and not in the receiving end of this, but here it comes from the bottom
of my heart (=right ventricle, thanks): r e l a x and take it easy, for god's
sake! Or what you say Down Under: No worries, mate! Life is so full, and this is
not the most tricky time, it's just the present. Believe me; there's always a
chance it gets more complicated. 9.) Friends
are to be treated with respect, concern and care. Be thoughtless, tactless and
rude, and you can kiss their asses goodbye. Don't fool around with the ones
important to you, you might lose their respect quicker than you can say
sorryididntmeantobutimjustsostupidletmeexplain. You take care of each other,
else it's just an acquaintance. And not everyone is easily forgiving nearly
everything as I am.~~ I am
aware that this list kinda trails off pure conclusions, but I don't really care.
And in the future I might restrain myself again from using the manga forum's
freestyle form and find back to a good style, without smileys, insertions and
stuff. It's the last days of my holiday, so I don't want to start editing and
actually have work yet *shrug* ~~ 10.) OT:
On some anime lover's page, hosting translations from japanese to english, a
comment was made that japanese people seem to like the multiplied exclamation
mark. Yes, I believe
all
asians do!!! Wild gesticulation and mimics, too. It's in the genes, ya know.
Call it the four wheel drive of
communication. 11.) To have eccentric traits
ain't gonna hurt. To have a lively phantasy doesn't, either. Better than a a
stick up your ass. Living in dreamworlds from time to time is fine with me as
long as no-one ends up locked away believing to be
napoleon. //Saitou agrees and gives his
infamous smirk// Oh, he word "sociopathic"
makes him yawn, too. I wonder if boring him to death justifies Aku. Soku. Zan. I
think he just luuurves his Katana a bit too much, ne? But he might as well feel
flattered. Yare, yare, I wouldn't approve of
his smoking habit, but then, after all he's just a Manga character and I'm not
crazed out enough to scold someone made of ink.
Note: Rurouni Kenshin obsession still
not wearing off, just shifting characters. Obviously. *Sigh* One must love the
bad guys with some traces of good when the good ones start boring
you.I like above picture. The wolf of Mibu's
my new pet. Good insides wrapped in a neat cloak of evil. Okay, maybe he's
rugged, but he's just been playing.
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