<?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-10507787</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:03:48.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsidian Blue Moon</title><subtitle type='html'>Obsidian, despair...
Blue, sea of complexity...
Moon, symbol and soul...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-115778081651151018</id><published>2006-09-09T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T13:46:56.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"You like to live for the moment and do what feels good now."</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-16047' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold; color:black; font-size:12px; cursor:default;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width=100% border=0 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='width:155px; height:15px;'&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #960000;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=90204x9571fD#s1' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#FF0000; border-bottom:1px solid #960000; border-right:1px solid #960000; border-top:1px solid #FF6464; width:76%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF960000');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;76&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #000096;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Extraversion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=90204x9571fD#s2' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#0000FF; border-bottom:1px solid #000096; border-right:1px solid #000096; border-top:1px solid #6464FF; width:14%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF000096');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #005A00;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=90204x9571fD#s3' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#008000; border-bottom:1px solid #005A00; border-right:1px solid #005A00; border-top:1px solid #559F55; width:77%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF005A00');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;77&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #907300;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=90204x9571fD#s4' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#FBD400; border-bottom:1px solid #907300; border-right:1px solid #907300; border-top:1px solid #FFF1AA; width:14%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF907300');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #500050;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=90204x9571fD#s5' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; 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It was both a good and bad thing, but it could've been ironed out anyway if they provided enough space, since they rented out two of the trade halls anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, it was kind of funny that majority of the convention-goers weren't able to recognize the more off-radar cosplays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the anime merchandise on sale were mainstream stuff, nothing much that's off the radar. The non-anime toys, now there's the good stuff, with lots of bargains and collectibles. I didn't buy any though, since I already spent my money on all 6 issues of Transformers: The War Within. I did ask around for a Soul of Chogokin Dancougar, but was told the restock would be on October. Ah well, enough time to save up then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the second day with Gani, Alex, Larissa (SP?), MC, Meca, then met Mark and Hervin in the con. I also was able to buy the Beerkada #6, and yeah, you could tell from the cover it was good because it was an Archie comics parody. (But then, I like parodies so that may just have been my taste.) I was able to give &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/mikkikoron/"&gt;Mikko&lt;/a&gt; GaoGaiGar eps 29+, and man did he get a sweet deal with a GaoFighGar figure for only 450 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we stayed for for the cosplays but didn't see how it ended. It was still fun and now I'm ever more deluded into planning for a future cosplay. Most likely I'll do a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;R?tsel(Retsuel) Feinschmecker since he's my fave SRT-OG character. (Not his mech though, since that spot is taken by the Shin Ryuu Ko Ou)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, we'll see if ever... If ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;MUSIC: JAM Project - Victory&lt;/span&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/10507787-115075169680061476?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/115075169680061476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=115075169680061476' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/115075169680061476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/115075169680061476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/06/over-weekend.html' title='Over the Weekend'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-115039818069302048</id><published>2006-06-16T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T03:03:00.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten Things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From &lt;a href="http://gamer-joe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gamer Joe's&lt;/a&gt; blog, you're supposed to put in ten (10) of your favorite simple pleasures in life then have 10 other people do the same.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the few people I can ask to answer this wouldn't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;1.) Sleep, and the bliss that comes with it.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Food. Good food. Glorious Food.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Tea&lt;br /&gt;4.) Peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;5.) Cold weather, preferably rainy to stormy.&lt;br /&gt;6.) Good jokes&lt;br /&gt;7.) People who laugh at those jokes with me and whom I can share interests with. In a simpler word: friends.&lt;br /&gt;8.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking at the clouds and leaving your head up in it. (Oh look, that one is in the shape of a grizzly bear carrying off some human's arm in its mouth)&lt;br /&gt;9.) Watching the night sky, complete with stars and the moon. (Kinda difficult if you're in the city though)&lt;br /&gt;10.) Those rare moments of your day when everything is just the way you want it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the people I'd like to answer something similar... They won't make ten, but these are the only ones who bother with blogs anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://virtualrain.mufflednoise.com/"&gt;Abby&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kiasu-crossover.affranchiss.net/"&gt;MC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hanakoganei.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dessolation.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chester&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://serra-angel.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Meca&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;==========================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, on other things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;For the people who knows about Team Shanghai Alice's Touhou Series...&lt;/span&gt; My friend MC has finished putting up her Flandre/Frandoll Scarlet Fanlisting. Check it out over at &lt;a href="http://laevatein-s.affranchiss.net/"&gt;Laevetein.S&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;==========================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youtube Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nc434u7JWNE"&gt;TOUHOU MAD - LAUGH MAKER (song by Bump of Chicken)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.animelyrics.com/jpop/bumpofchicken/laughmaker.htm"&gt;(Lyrics Here)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o7QWWPeOC5Y"&gt;HARUHI ED&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;CURRENT MUSIC: Bump of Chicken - Laugh Maker&lt;/span&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/10507787-115039818069302048?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/115039818069302048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=115039818069302048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/115039818069302048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/115039818069302048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/06/ten-things.html' title='Ten Things...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-114752588663927486</id><published>2006-05-13T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T21:11:26.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haruhiism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I should've already put it up some time ago... But no excuses Ultra Director-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/haruhiism.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Hirano Aya, Chihara Minori, Gotou Yuuko - Harehare Yukai&lt;/span&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/10507787-114752588663927486?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/114752588663927486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=114752588663927486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114752588663927486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114752588663927486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/05/haruhiism.html' title='Haruhiism'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-114569966765578007</id><published>2006-04-22T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T17:54:27.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just before I leave.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;... I'll just leave a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be spending the next week in Las Pi?as as I did a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held my aunt Vilma's funeral yesterday, and I didn't really feel sad and all but that's because she left me happy memories, such as the times me and my cousin Alexie would ride with her on her scooter and go to the nearby mini-mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring isn't really the word there though, actually it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;peaceful&lt;/span&gt;. Too peaceful sometimes though, so it can be a bit grating for my tempestuous mood. One good thing though, is I can do a bit of writing there to pass the time, since though they do have computers I won't bother doing much with it as compared to here. Besides, my aunts and grand's won't approve of it anyway and there their word is pretty much the law. -@_@-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another is that I'd actually be doing quite some travelling there. One sort-of near, just a province away; the other is a bit further, though not outside the country, but it is an island away. x_x&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, obviously I really don't like travelling around, but then if I was living in the fantasy world I want to live in I pretty much would love to travel around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfft, like that would happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh... Another thing that's been grating at me everytime I go there is when they tell me to fatten up. Sure, I admit I am thin, but obviously their vision of what is the right body build there is quite the direct opposite of mine. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Like hell I'd want to lose this coke-bottle waist of mine!&lt;/span&gt; Its damned fine enough as it is for me, and all I just need to do is tone my muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gotta start packing up for the trip back there. I just went home to get some more clothes. If the trip continues, I'll ask for my cousins to e-mail me the pictures and I'll put it up here. I'll see you guys next week then. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matta&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;MUSIC: Wild Arms 2nd Ignition - どんなときでもひとりじゃない&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-114569966765578007?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/114569966765578007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=114569966765578007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114569966765578007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114569966765578007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-before-i-leave.html' title='Just before I leave.....'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-114340112918285805</id><published>2006-03-27T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T03:25:29.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Darastrix Session, Go!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sundays are usually the only days I go out of the house, to hang around places. Usually those times are with the RPGaming  group right after Ngo Cho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not a bad day really, finally learned some fundamentals on proper application of "sinking" when sparring. Heck, I even learned to do an armlock that utilizes that parries and the sinking we've been doing with the kata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well then, we move to the highlight of yesterday: the Darastrix Campaign.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;We finally got to start the first session, which was mostly an enemy encounter to see how our characters would work in battle. Pretty good I must say, even though the session was more or less still a test, since its a good way to get a good feel of the campaign as a whole with the first party interaction as well as the first battle... even if they're just puny humans, orcs, and minotaurs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hmm... Lemme see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally got a feel as my character in a battle, and even though he wasn't able to do much I am very satisfied with his Defense Rolls, and without even needing to go on Defensive or use AC boosting spells or effects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Jed had a lot of fun with his Monk-like PrC, doing roundhouse kick on practically every enemy. @_@;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Martin's character seemed pretty non-combative but really seemed to be able to do good with support, especially since his character is a Bard type PrC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Carlo definitely was happy, especially when he dealt over 200+ damage with a single attack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Dino also tested out his character's equipment, save for the gun. I wanted to see if his character would do that Bravestar thing with the gun (forgot the werehorse partner's name).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Mitch's Corgi Swarm was cool and weird, which the latter part made the former even cooler... and weirder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now its pretty much just some last ironing-out of the creases and updating our character sheets for a final and definite decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sure, epic campaigns might not have so much history compared to those that actually started from single-digit levels, but it somehow still feels like it, but instead of facing squads of enemies, we now face armies of them. I'm just hoping we don't get to face something so direly epic immediately this early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: &lt;/span&gt;紅魔&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;狂詩曲 - &lt;/span&gt;紅魔 &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;狂死曲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; ~ UNknown Girl (Indeed! Touhou Music!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-114340112918285805?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/114340112918285805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=114340112918285805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114340112918285805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114340112918285805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/03/darastrix-session-go.html' title='Darastrix Session, Go!'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-114319111150782181</id><published>2006-03-24T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T17:05:11.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ardarastrixrasvim</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally done with my hoard, and nearly ended up spending nearly everything set for adventuring equipment budget. @__@;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's all great. An epic/casual campaign where all PCs are dragons, and the timeline is like real world renaissance era. Everyone's hoping to be able to start this Sunday as well. Currently, I'm working on just a few points on the character sheets, namely weapons. We still need to roll HPs though, for Health &amp; Heroism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... No time to play any Touhou games, and man have I been getting rusty. I actually lost all three lives on Perfect Cherry Blossom by Stage 4, before I even got to the Prismrivers. X_X Ah well, I'll deal with it after I finish my character's story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else...? Ah, I've decided to study Nihongo again this summer, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;probably&lt;/span&gt; look for something part-time as well. If there's no choice left, might as well go work in a call center. X____X&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/10507787-114319111150782181?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/114319111150782181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=114319111150782181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114319111150782181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114319111150782181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/03/ardarastrixrasvim.html' title='Ardarastrixrasvim'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-114318862170829037</id><published>2006-03-24T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:26:27.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsidian Pink!!! XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cherry Blossom Season!... Not that I live in a place that those trees can grow though. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much much much thanks to &lt;a href="http://makimachi-misao.blogdrive.com/"&gt;MC&lt;/a&gt; for making the layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultra-awesome Yuyuko Saigyouji art from &lt;a href="http://xel.skr.jp/tokiame/"&gt;Sway Wind&lt;/a&gt; also edited by MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the Moonlight is also down, until I get unlazy and upload a midi there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;See, it feels nice to have something that reminds you of your favorite things right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the normal blogging...&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/10507787-114318862170829037?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/114318862170829037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=114318862170829037' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114318862170829037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/114318862170829037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/03/obsidian-pink-xd.html' title='Obsidian Pink!!! XD'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-113822015228090288</id><published>2006-01-26T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T04:21:57.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Upcoming Interview, Bullet Hell, and a Zeon Uniform</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just found out last night I'm going to have a job interview this Friday. I know it may not sound much but this will be my first one ever, so I have this dreadful feeling that I'm going to come across something bad, or it will come across me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, I should at least prepare myself for the interview, and yes, I'll be imitating a Sim from the old "The Sims" game. I just hope I'll be able to pull this off so I can work out my plans for my life this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough of the world outside! Now to the things I've been really up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I've been downloading Pani Poni Dash. Goodness, I wish I noticed this series much much sooner. It's my favorite kind of comedy anime, complete with a staggering amount of parodies and references to Japanese Pop-Subculture! Sure it may seem like an Azumanga Daioh clone but it definitely gets better and sets itself quite differently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, I'm still trying to finish Perfect Cherry Blossom without using a Continue. There's just something about this Touhou game that I prefer more to Embodiment of Scarlet Devil and Imperishable Night. Hopefully I do get better at it eventually, although it'll take longer since I do love to be mesmerized by a beautiful &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;danmaku&lt;/span&gt; display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/Touhou/touhou_pcb_shichou.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/Touhou/touhou_pcb_bol.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, I signed up around a week ago for &lt;a href="http://shiro.blogdrive.com/"&gt;Shiro's&lt;/a&gt; Mobile Suit Gundam RPG campaign (BESM D20). I'm still not done with the full concept but I'll just go fix it when the game will be more concrete, so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first month/last month of this year is about to close, but there's still a lot ahead. Guess I'll hang around and watch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MUSIC: (I've)KOTOKO - Face of Fact&lt;/span&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/10507787-113822015228090288?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/113822015228090288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=113822015228090288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113822015228090288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113822015228090288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/01/upcoming-interview-bullet-hell-and.html' title='An Upcoming Interview, Bullet Hell, and a Zeon Uniform'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-113663204158933646</id><published>2006-01-07T17:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:12:13.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fate/Stay Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yes... It's finally here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/fatelogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/fatelogo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: trebuchet ms; text-align: justify;"&gt;The first episodes opens up with the final battle of the Grail War ten years before between...&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/ep1/ep1_seibaa.jpg"&gt;Servant S&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/ep1/ep1_giru.jpg"&gt;Servant A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we have a certain priest give a short explanation about the Grail War. Then, a sequence where a certain sorceress summons her Servant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are treated to a beautiful OP sequence, with probably my newest most favorite version of "This Illusion" which apparently was retitled in a way. (Do take note that the screenshooting was semi-random :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_fsn1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_fsn1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_rin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_rin1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_aacharansaa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_aacharansaa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_shirou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_shirou.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_seibaa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/op_seibaa1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ED sequence was very simple, but the music and animation was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/ed_seibaa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/fsn/OP/ed_seibaa1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, everything feels so perfect, or rather, complete, with the anime of Fate/Stay Night. Original art style, true characterization, smooth animation, beautiful music. Finally something that Studio DEEN had taken really seriously, especially considering how large an undertaking this was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For next the next episode, I'll finally hear that fateful question...&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/10507787-113663204158933646?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/113663204158933646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=113663204158933646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113663204158933646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113663204158933646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2006/01/fatestay-night.html' title='Fate/Stay Night'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-113451757305755256</id><published>2005-12-14T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:07:56.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>最終兵器彼女 (Saishuu Heiki Kanojo) Movie!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6870/815/1600/bscap009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6870/815/320/bscap009.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.saikano-movie.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;http://www.saikano-movie.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Takahashi Shin's masterpiece now remade into a live-action movie might be disappointing to some, but when I saw the trailer, that expectation of dismay was washed away instantly. Sure I'll probably gripe about it, but only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after&lt;/span&gt; I see the movie, and that is if I'm able to somehow cling on to enough shreds of my sanity that's been devoured by the impending heart-rending drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the trailer so far, special effects were beautiful and the CGI blending looked quite seamless. I haven't watched enough movies of the cast to know how well they act but I have faith in their abilities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Definitely, totally definitely, this is one movie I'd go out of my way and order a DVD for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-113451757305755256?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/113451757305755256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=113451757305755256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113451757305755256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113451757305755256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/12/saishuu-heiki-kanojo-movie.html' title='最終兵器彼女 (Saishuu Heiki Kanojo) Movie!!!'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-113334711408485687</id><published>2005-11-30T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T17:49:09.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Failing health</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lately I've been getting bad colds nearly everyday, which is obviously caused by the change in weather. I usually don't suffer badly for the past years, except I only just realized a few days ago that I've stopped my vitamin (namely C) intake for over five months already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose it's not so bad now, although I think it did trigger the return of my dormant bronchial asthma. Nothing that serious though, although it would be as I get older and older. It does run in my family after all. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that though, I've started to clean my room more, and it is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; annoying and inconvenient to have a cold when doing stuff, other than sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I now have an extra pair of eyes. :p Visited an opthalmologist yesterday and found out I was myopic. He prescribed I should start wearing corrective glasses and the condition would recover eventually if I start taking care of my eyes properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad really, and I actually wanted to wear glasses someday. It's actually more of a vanity item for me than an actual aid for my vision sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Anything else? Nothing I've yet to find out, so it's not so bad yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;MUSIC: kukui - Hikari no Rasenritsu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-113334711408485687?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/113334711408485687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=113334711408485687' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113334711408485687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113334711408485687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/11/failing-health.html' title='Failing health'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-113099350302847585</id><published>2005-11-03T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T12:57:26.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Something</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"Do you not see it?!" Taelnor roared. "History is but a wheel going `round, and it is we who must be its movers!" He held out an armored hand to Auvrien, a mad grin on his face. "You," he called out, "You who was the finest of my pupils! Only you could understand the grand design I have for us all!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"I do understand..." Auvrien replied, "...and that is the reason I shall stand against you!" Gripping the haft of Heskas Nnari, he fell into a stance. "By my vows as a Silvertalon Dracoon, I shall destroy your damnable existence, or perish."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;"Come then, my pupil..." the Hellforged Lancer snarled as he swung the Cullhew, "Come and be destroyed, last of the Silvertalons!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;==========================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a little something from what I'm writing... Yeah, I started to write random fantasy stories again and I still don't mind knowing that they'll never be finished ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-113099350302847585?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/113099350302847585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=113099350302847585' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113099350302847585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/113099350302847585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/11/little-something.html' title='Little Something'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112982489825233204</id><published>2005-10-20T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:14:58.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interesting what people, both real and fictional, would go at lengths for to fulfill their visions, ideals, desires. For me, I guess my only adversary was uncertainty. All it would take was a single question, then the pangs of regret would gnaw upon me like miniature gremlins with blunted teeth. It's so silly to worry about something so simple, isn't it? Yet its like the feeling of tensed anticipation that throws you up into the air then lets you fall into a sea of various emotions. In the end, that sea would drain away like that from a cartoon, leaving you feeling only silly. Even more so since she agreed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was no tension, no nervousness, no dread... It was all just casual, which would be the best for it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A meeting at the bookstore, that was what was agreed upon, and where it began. A short conversation of greetings, as such had always been throughout recent times. "Have you been waiting long?" to which would be replied "Oh no, I just got here," which in my case was true after all since I had arrived not more than ten minutes before her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A movie, yes, that was what was agreed upon. As to which, I had thought of one already, yet there would probably something better. And there was, in a way. Perhaps because of an unheard whisper from a lady of luck we decided to settle with the fickle mind of a coin. Tim Burton's Corpse Bride it was, for both of us have yet to see it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;There was still time, however, before the movie. A short walk around, conversing along the way about how life had been fared so far. Then to an anime shop that felt empty, as if the essence and glory had faded away ever since relocation to a further part of the mall. It felt empty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The movie on the other hand did not. I have to admit though that even if it would not hold well to be compared with The Nightmare Before Christmas, the movie felt indeed refreshing and nostalgic. Yes, nostalgic, of times when cinemas were packed with various people, from lovers, to loners, to families. Of times when the steps themselves would be sat on since there were no seats left. Of times when the theater would be flooded with the emotions of everyone within, ranging from the screams for a horror movie, to the laughter for a lighthearted comedy. Of times that are far long past, and probably on its throes of death, a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Another walk, this time at Cyberzone. A conversation about college life, as to how she had been made to suffer, yet saved at the last moment by a compassionate professor. Illmaterian perhaps, yet all in good fortune for her. Her story continued well until we reached a cafe. It was there we talked yet again, over a "grande" cup of tea that wafted steam like a volcanic lake, and a "venti" of choco frappe that was chilled with a heart of winter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;A longer conversation... That of our own dreams, visions, desires... Of whether it was futile, or fruitful. Of what may come, of what may just be mere musings. Yet it was then I had found peace. As we sat there talking, I felt at peace. Obviously different from the otherworldly peace I sought, it was peace nonetheless. Yet it was also clarity. Of where I had so many thoughts, so many minds, at that time, there was but one. There was only the her I was talking to, and there was only the me that was talking to her. There was no confusion, no turmoil of the inner self. It was as if that small space of two couches and a coffee table became a small momentary sanctuary...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thus now, after tasting clarity... It is as if there is nothing but a swirling storm of chaos thereafter. That the blunted-teeth gremlins have turned into a murder of crows feeding upon the remnants of the remains of the confusion that was discarded that day. And perhaps someday, that clarity would become a realized reality within an eternity of madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Kamelot - Forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-112982489825233204?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112982489825233204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112982489825233204' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112982489825233204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112982489825233204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/10/clarity.html' title='Clarity'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112932917797658454</id><published>2005-10-15T05:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T06:32:57.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juugatsu Soliloquy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This month has been weird to me... I'm starting to feel alive right at the start of it, but now I feel dismal, as if I dread the coming of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That day&lt;/span&gt;... That's probably it. The only day of the year that I should feel so important about myself, that I should be with the people I am connected to. Interesting, however, that I don't want to. When I was a kid, I loved all that attention, but now I want to get away from it, for only that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to explain, really. Its as if I want to say that "I want to be in one with the world," but I'm not talking about this world, because this world is the "human world" where every human is the master of each other. Where they see only with the limits of what is the physical, because they live their lives &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on this world&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused right now I take it. To put it simply, I just want to be at peace with what I am. The feeling I want... Its like I want to be sitting on the golden-green grassy shore of a lake sipping a warm cup of tea, beneath a looming tree, merely looking at the pristine crystalline waters with the light of a full moon shining down upon it, and a mild breeze blowing keeping me cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now can this satisfying feeling still be possible to attain. Because that feeling would be nigh-on impossible in this world. Perhaps back then, it could've been quite possible. Back then... Hmm... A past life's reminiscence? Or perhaps life in another world even. No matter, thinking of such, will make me desire of returning to that existence even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now imagine some friends telling me that I should just get a girlfriend to solve my emotional problems. Preposterous, for to me, the feeling of being in bliss with the world and being in bliss with someone are two entirely different emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus in the end, even if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;other people&lt;/span&gt; say that I can attain a feeling close to, or even a feeling better than what I seek, I shall never be able to achieve the feeling that I had yearned for, that peace of oneness I seek with a world that doesn't exist anymore.&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/10507787-112932917797658454?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112932917797658454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112932917797658454' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112932917797658454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112932917797658454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/10/juugatsu-soliloquy.html' title='Juugatsu Soliloquy'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112629586125532786</id><published>2005-09-10T03:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T03:57:41.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Swipe! XD (WARNING: MANY QUIZZES = MANY IMAGES)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tried out the quizzes that MC took, and then some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112621785_ss.element.JPG" alt="Darkness element" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your element is Darkness. You are the truly evil&lt;br /&gt;one with a black heart and no soul. People&lt;br /&gt;avoid you since you cause so much trouble and&lt;br /&gt;enjoy seeing others in pain. You would like&lt;br /&gt;nothing more than to rule this earth and be&lt;br /&gt;hailed by all. Everyone is annoying and stupid&lt;br /&gt;anyway and are a waste of oxygen. You are&lt;br /&gt;probably a cast-away from society and family&lt;br /&gt;and have had a tough life where you learned to&lt;br /&gt;live the hard way. Now you want revenge on your&lt;br /&gt;pain and can no longer feel love nor care. You&lt;br /&gt;do not wish to befriend anyone and you&lt;br /&gt;certainly do not wish to be in love. As a&lt;br /&gt;student of having learnt everything the hard&lt;br /&gt;way, you tend to be manipulative when you want&lt;br /&gt;something for yourself. In your head  there is&lt;br /&gt;only you that matters, and why shouldn't it? No&lt;br /&gt;one cares about you so why should you? In&lt;br /&gt;school you probably ditch classes and go&lt;br /&gt;somewhere else instead of sitting in a&lt;br /&gt;classroom. It is not that you are stupid,&lt;br /&gt;because you're probably very smart, but&lt;br /&gt;everyone annoy you. And having to sit in the&lt;br /&gt;same room, breathing the same air as your&lt;br /&gt;enemies is not desired by you. Rate and&lt;br /&gt;message!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20is%20your%20element%3F%20%5Bwith%20pics%20%2B%20detailed%20answeres%5D/"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;What is your element? [with pics + detailed answeres]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1107699731_fused_word.JPG" alt="Confused" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your word is: Confused. You have reached a stage in&lt;br /&gt;life where you have lost yourself completely.&lt;br /&gt;Identity-crisis is only the first name, and&lt;br /&gt;this is really depressing you. All you want is&lt;br /&gt;to be yourself, but how can you, when you know&lt;br /&gt;nothing? Others can not help in this situation,&lt;br /&gt;only you can find yourself again and become&lt;br /&gt;whole once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Dark%20Word%20Represents%20You%3F%20%5Banime%20pics%5D/"&gt; &lt;span style=""&gt;What Dark Word Represents You? [anime pics]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~Result nr 3~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/P/PainfulBliss/1117238538_Power_Fly.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your power is:&lt;/b&gt; The ability to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Explanation:&lt;/b&gt; This powers speaks pretty&lt;br /&gt;much for itself. Though you don't need wings&lt;br /&gt;for this power,you can fly anyway. Some people&lt;br /&gt;may consider it as telekinesis since they can&lt;br /&gt;also fly, but you can't make material things&lt;br /&gt;move like they can. This ability could be a&lt;br /&gt;relaxing activity when you want to get away&lt;br /&gt;from everyday troubles. Also it is good when&lt;br /&gt;sneaking upon an enemy since it makes no sound.&lt;br /&gt;When going over to the "dark side"&lt;br /&gt;the power could be used to harrass and break&lt;br /&gt;into building through windows etc.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite similar to this power since you&lt;br /&gt;like to have your head in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;Supernatural things amuse while ordinary life&lt;br /&gt;does not. If your daydreaming has gotten a&lt;br /&gt;little too far you might be zooned out all the&lt;br /&gt;time, even when you are having a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Your desires and/or goals tend to be&lt;br /&gt;unrealistic even if you know those would&lt;br /&gt;probably never happen. Travelling is something&lt;br /&gt;you would be interested in doing since seeing&lt;br /&gt;exotic scenery fits with your fantasies of&lt;br /&gt;escaping your plain life. You can also have&lt;br /&gt;some creative ability (writer, playing an&lt;br /&gt;instrumen etc) that interests you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Negative aspects:&lt;/b&gt; The whole reason you&lt;br /&gt;may be escaping life could be fear of being let&lt;br /&gt;down by it. So if that would come to happen,&lt;br /&gt;and an important dream had been crushed you&lt;br /&gt;could get depressed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Power%20is%20Compatible%20With%20You%3F%20%5Bbeautiful%20anime%20pictures%20%2B%2012%20detailed%20results%5D/"&gt;What Power is Compatible With You? [beautiful anime pictures + 12 detailed results]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/R/runecircle/1096231292_HeroLoneWolf.jpg" alt="hero lone wolf" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lone Wolf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Hero you are: the outcast, the loner,&lt;br /&gt;the hermit.  Perhaps you are a fugitive.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you are the line that divides Good and&lt;br /&gt;Bad.  Whatever the motivation, you serve as the&lt;br /&gt;driving force of the plot.  You are not&lt;br /&gt;necessarily nice or honest, but you do have&lt;br /&gt;your own brand of integrity and justice.  You&lt;br /&gt;are the anti-Hero.  You are overused by Marvel&lt;br /&gt;Comics.  You are almost always a one-man army&lt;br /&gt;going up against an impossible force.  Your&lt;br /&gt;victory lies through intellect, strategy,&lt;br /&gt;stealth, cunning, and plain raw nerves.&lt;br /&gt;Stalking your prey gives you a sick thrill.  So&lt;br /&gt;do one-hit KOs of unsuspecting enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being this sort of Hero leaves little space for&lt;br /&gt;supporting characters that are allies.  Good&lt;br /&gt;for your fame, but bad for marketing.  You also&lt;br /&gt;tend to be one-dimensional or very predictable&lt;br /&gt;in terms of character arc but oh well, it's&lt;br /&gt;what you like.  Besides, you dominate&lt;br /&gt;storylines of games, and that's not bad at all.&lt;br /&gt;As this Hero type, you will have little to no&lt;br /&gt;love life or friends in the plot, but you were&lt;br /&gt;probably aware of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some examples of The Lone Wolf:  Solid Snake from&lt;br /&gt;Metalgear Solid, Lain from Serial Experiements&lt;br /&gt;Lain, Ayame and Rikimaru from Tenchu, and&lt;br /&gt;Invader Zim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go forth.  Fate is in your own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/runecircle/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20an%20Anime%20Hero%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What kind of an Anime Hero are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be best in the kingdom of Shu.  The&lt;br /&gt;Kingdom of Shu, founded by Liu Bei, is located&lt;br /&gt;in south-eastern China.  You're mission is to&lt;br /&gt;restore the Han Dynasty to its former glory and&lt;br /&gt;create a kingdom of virture that will last the&lt;br /&gt;ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/boran/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Three%20Kingdoms%20Would%20you%20Fit%20in%20Best%3F/"&gt;Which of the Three Kingdoms Would you Fit in Best?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/Swordblade/1068561767_vor_symbol.jpg" alt="Kelemvor's Symbol" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the God KELEMVOR! A dour Greater power,&lt;br /&gt;your portfolio covers death and the dead.&lt;br /&gt;Sombre and a little scary, you tend to alienate&lt;br /&gt;others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Swordblade/quizzes/Which%20Forgotten%20Realms%20%28D%26D%29%20human%20deity%20are%20you%3F%20%28COMPLETE%21%29/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which Forgotten Realms (D&amp;amp;D) human deity are you? (COMPLETE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are Drizzt Do'Urden. Tall, proud, stern and&lt;br /&gt;silent, wise but always learning. But hey, take&lt;br /&gt;your eyes off the female human and be sensible!&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how many female dark elves there&lt;br /&gt;are prancing around that -don't- worship&lt;br /&gt;Lolth?? Sheesh. But you go slightly crazy when&lt;br /&gt;you fight, so that's neato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ladyserpentine/quizzes/Which%20of%20RA%20Salvatore%27s%20Characters%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;Which of RA Salvatore's Characters are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/10507787-112629586125532786?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112629586125532786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112629586125532786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112629586125532786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112629586125532786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/09/quiz-swipe-xd-warning-many-quizzes.html' title='Quiz Swipe! XD (WARNING: MANY QUIZZES = MANY IMAGES)'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112541135291155847</id><published>2005-08-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-24T16:10:59.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensei-san's Translation of Unlimited Blade Works</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I asked Rosa-sensei-san (Bottle Fairies reference XD) to check my romaaji of UBW in the previous post. Looks like I still have a long way to go... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;体は剣で出来ている      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;からだ&lt;/b&gt; は &lt;b&gt;つるぎ&lt;/b&gt;　で &lt;b&gt;できている&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;血潮は鉄で　心は硝子    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ちしお&lt;/b&gt;　は　&lt;b&gt;くろがね&lt;/b&gt;　で　&lt;b&gt;こころ&lt;/b&gt;　は　&lt;b&gt;がらす&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;幾たびの戦場を越えて不敗&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;いく&lt;/b&gt;　たび　の　&lt;b&gt;せんじょう&lt;/b&gt;　を　&lt;b&gt;こえて&lt;/b&gt;　&lt;b&gt;ふはい&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ただの一度も敗走はなく  &lt;br /&gt;ただ　の　&lt;b&gt;いちど&lt;/b&gt;　も　&lt;b&gt;はいそう&lt;/b&gt;　は　なく&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ただの一度も理解されない&lt;br /&gt;ただ　の　&lt;b&gt;いちど&lt;/b&gt;　も　&lt;b&gt;りかい&lt;/b&gt;　されない&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;彼の者は常に独り       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;かれ&lt;/b&gt;　の　&lt;b&gt;もの&lt;/b&gt;　は　&lt;b&gt;つねに&lt;/b&gt;　&lt;b&gt;ひとり&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;剣の丘で勝利に酔う     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;つるぎ&lt;/b&gt;　の　&lt;b&gt;おか&lt;/b&gt;　で　&lt;b&gt;しょうり&lt;/b&gt;　に　&lt;b&gt;よう&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;故に、生涯に意味はなく。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ゆえ&lt;/b&gt;　に　&lt;b&gt;しょうがい&lt;/b&gt;　に　&lt;b&gt;いみ&lt;/b&gt;　は　なく&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;その体はきっと剣で出来ていた。&lt;br /&gt;その　&lt;b&gt;からだ&lt;/b&gt;　は　きっと　&lt;b&gt;つるぎ&lt;/b&gt;　で　&lt;b&gt;できていた&lt;/b&gt;。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karada ha tsurugi de dekiteiru.&lt;br /&gt;Chishio ha kurogane de, kokoro ha garasu&lt;br /&gt;Iku tabi no senjou wo koete fuhai&lt;br /&gt;Tada no ichido mo haisou ha naku&lt;br /&gt;Tada no ichido mo rikai sarenai&lt;br /&gt;Kare no mono ha tsuneni hitori&lt;br /&gt;Ken no oka de shouri ni you&lt;br /&gt;Yue ni, shougai ni imi ha naku&lt;br /&gt;Sono karada ha kitto tsurugi de dekiteita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lastly, her own translation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My body is my weapon&lt;br /&gt;My blood is made of iron, my heart is made of glass&lt;br /&gt;My invincibility is caused by crossing the battlefield countless of times&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I fled&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when I didn't understand&lt;br /&gt;That Man is always alone&lt;br /&gt;My sword's victory is intoxicating&lt;br /&gt;In that I find life's meaning.&lt;br /&gt;The body truly became the weapon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Domo arigatou Sensei-san! XDXDXD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current Music: KOTOKO - Amethyst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-112541135291155847?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112541135291155847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112541135291155847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112541135291155847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112541135291155847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/08/sensei-sans-translation-of-unlimited.html' title='Sensei-san&apos;s Translation of Unlimited Blade Works'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112507288494958694</id><published>2005-08-27T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T00:15:54.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the things I do when I'm bored...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;...is translate stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something that a "corrupted" enough TYPE-MOON fan should recognize:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Karada ha tsurugi de shutsu kiteiru.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chishio ha tetsu de, shin ha garasu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ikutabi no senjou o koete fuhai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tada no ichido mo haisounaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tada no ichido mo rikaisarenai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kare no mono ha tsune ni hitori&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ken no oka de shouri ni you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yueni, shougai ni imihanaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sono karada ha kitto tsurugi de shutsu kiteita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Current Music: COCCO - 繧�繧上ｉ縺九↑蛯ｷ霍｡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-112507288494958694?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112507288494958694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112507288494958694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112507288494958694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112507288494958694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/08/one-of-things-i-do-when-im-bored.html' title='One of the things I do when I&apos;m bored...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112497354997768284</id><published>2005-08-25T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T20:39:09.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hollow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;"The act of the fate goes up again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;It is promised four days."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Had a taste of Fate/Hollow Ataraxia, thanks to Beast's Lair Forums and paper2k1. (Good thing I decided to register instead of continuing to lurk for months)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was really nice to see the servants actually living normal lives, as well as having some characters being alive. The new system actually made it look like that of a renai game though, but I do like it considering it does make the game more fun to play, and we also get to see everyone in chibi mode! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sadly, the release date's about two months from now so I'm left thirsting for more. I do hope though that online J-stores do stock up on so I can order one when it gets released. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Current Music: Fate/Stay-Night - infinity - 繧ｨ繝溘Ζ -Zero Mix ver.ﾎｱ-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-112497354997768284?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112497354997768284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112497354997768284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112497354997768284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112497354997768284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/08/hollow.html' title='Hollow'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112298513506050867</id><published>2005-08-02T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T20:18:55.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll have to hit a wall with your name on it eventually</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think I've already hit it before I noticed, and I just kept going forward... in place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've decided to stop for a while and try to look at the world a different way for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Emtpy words of re-encouragement are useless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;The decision's been made. There's only following it til the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Fate/Stay-Night - 邏�譚溘＆繧後◆蜍晏茜縺ｮ蜑｣ (foorai arrange)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-112298513506050867?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112298513506050867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112298513506050867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112298513506050867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112298513506050867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/08/youll-have-to-hit-wall-with-your-name.html' title='You&apos;ll have to hit a wall with your name on it eventually'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112250085089545965</id><published>2005-07-28T04:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T05:51:25.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking at a blurred mirror...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People say that I'm the carefree, lazy, epimethean, and happy-go-lucky escapist. I guess they don't notice me much being aloof, detached, gloomy, and contemplative. Its amazing what you can find looking at yourself through the eyes of others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You guys are probably wondering why I'm being a tad dramatic right now, aren't you? I'm not so sure why as well, and maybe its just that recently I've been thinking far too much with what I've been doing to my life. Then the more I think about it, the more I regret living in this current world; the more I regret living in this current world, the more distant I want to be from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With every passing day, I feel the innate "Bounded Barrier" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[sic]&lt;/span&gt; around me growing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interesting that the "Bounded Barrier" was taken from TYPE-MOON but I got the idea to call it that because of the honest thoughts a friend gave me. Come to think of it, I think she was the only one who told me what was really on her mind.&lt;br /&gt;What she told me that I had this shield around me that automatically goes up whenever someone actually tries to make a connection with me. A shield that seals me away and severs the forming connection between other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... In the end though, I didn't even bother to try to prevent it from "activating" itself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm back to how things go for me... Drifting in a sea of thoughts, emotions, and ideas that will never happen because it just is impossible in this world. In the past though, I anchored myself to something whenever I came across one. This time however, I'll drift a bit longer, and see if I can find some more answers before coming ashore once again... Or decide to remain in my Phantasm world forever, behind the Obsidian Moonlight Barrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-112250085089545965?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112250085089545965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112250085089545965' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112250085089545965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112250085089545965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/07/looking-at-blurred-mirror.html' title='Looking at a blurred mirror...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112053027698154119</id><published>2005-07-05T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T10:27:23.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Tabletop RPGs AT LAST!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We had a sample battle encounter for our Black Jade: Rewind campaign last Sunday and it pretty much went well. Although obviously we have to coordinate with each other more, like say having to move at the best segments for each of us, as well as utilizing properly the skills we and our Emulator partners have. Also, I did some tweaking with some character skills and decided to take two levels of the Talented: Minor advantage for Tactical skills. Yep, I'm going to be playing the tactical guy in this one. Now if only our GM gives clearance for the two levels of Talented: Minor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe also decided to turn his character's blog into the Squadron Blog for all of us playing the campaign, and possibly the GM who's running it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday as well I went with Gamer-Joe to meet up with Adrian and Vic of the &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/aegisweb/"&gt; A.E.G.I.S.&lt;/a&gt; (Alliance of Eclectic Gamers and Interactive Storytellers) which is a gaming circle composed of various gamers, some of which may have been possibly around in the RPG scene since the first D&amp;D. They wanted to check out Joe's old house as a venue for the monthly Open Meet, and after some discussions and planning, its been sort of settled already. Now just a few stuff needed like say people who'll help fix the ground floor up. Now its actually easier for me to get to Open Meets since there's now going to be a fixed venue for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, they told us about the "Houses" in A.E.G.I.S. having their own planned herald/banner/crest/mon/whatever symbol for representation for which "House" they belong in. Joe made asked me to think up of one, then if the concept turns out pretty good, we'll have Adennyd draw it, then possibly we save a bit to actually have one made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... But all this speaking of Role-Play Gaming is making me think again about how our type of gamers are in a way dying out... But I'll go rant about it on my next post instead. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dream Theater - Surrounded&lt;/span&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/10507787-112053027698154119?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112053027698154119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112053027698154119' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112053027698154119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112053027698154119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/07/back-to-tabletop-rpgs-at-last.html' title='Back to Tabletop RPGs AT LAST!!!'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112012170381164355</id><published>2005-06-30T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T17:15:41.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Songu Cheenji~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Decided to change the song just now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As you can see its now a song in English. I've been listening to Power and Symphonic Metal recently, and Axenstar has been one of the bands that really caught my ear. This is my second favorite song of theirs, tied with Infernal Angel. My fave's Far From Heaven, of course, since I 'feel' that song quite personally. -o_o-;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;========================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; In empty words the truth is spoken&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Caught in a web of lies the silence is broken&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Believing all just take it for granted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Deep down within your mind the seeds they have planted&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; You live your life but you cannot see, cannot hear, cannot believe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; How can I explain to you these thoughts you have to gain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Trying to be free but you are forced to live a life in misery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Now tell me who are we to blame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; It's the blind leading the blind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Twisting our minds, won't be the ones that are left behind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Through all lies I see our demise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Waiting in line, til I'm blind leading the blind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Break free from your lives as minions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Experience the thrill to have your own thoughts and opinions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Until the day you're liberated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; You're a slave to this curse the masters have dictated&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; You live your life but you cannot see, cannot hear, cannot believe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; How can I explain to you these thoughts you have to gain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Trying to be free but you are forced to live a life in misery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Now tell me who are we to blame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; It's the blind leading the blind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Twisting our minds, won't be the ones that are left behind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Through all lies I see our demise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Waiting in line, til I'm blind leading the blind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; To lead or to be lead, which path do you tread&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; The will to rise above must be alive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Choices that we make, promises we break&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; These are the secrets... of a life &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; It's the blind leading the blind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Twisting our minds, won't be the ones that are left behind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt; Through all lies I see our demise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" name="3"&gt; Waiting in line, til I'm blind leading the blind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-112012170381164355?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112012170381164355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112012170381164355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112012170381164355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112012170381164355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/06/songu-cheenji.html' title='Songu Cheenji~!'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-112003980431349506</id><published>2005-06-29T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T18:29:39.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Last Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to say this blog is still alive, I'll make a post. Although I have to admit this isn't anything new (actually a bit old), it was one of those things I just thought of writing with a spark of inspiration and a thick fog of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===========================================&lt;br /&gt;A Last Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pain wracked his whole body, his teeth gritting while trying to shrug it off somehow. His bed shook due to his constant trembling. The town healer had told him he did not have long, but he did not actually expect it to end already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lyre came dashing in to his room with a worried look on her face. She immediately tried to hold him down; tears already welling up on her eyes. She had dreaded this moment, ever since that accident with a small dose of nightshade extract.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;After a few more convulsions, Ramm finally started to settle down; all the while Lyre kept holding his hands. She immediately took a towel from a drawer and dipped it in a small basin of cold frostspring water, then placed it upon her husband窶冱 forehead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ramm slowly opened his mouth, finding great difficulty in doing so. 窶廚-call muh-my窶ｦ窶� he stammered between labored gasps, 窶廴mm br-bro-uther.窶�&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lyre opened her mouth to speak against it, but she could not. Slowly she stood, and tried as she might to dash out the room to call Naer, Ramm窶冱 brother. A few seconds and Naer came running onto his brother窶冱 bedside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But he was all too late窶ｦ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ramm wasn窶冲 even able to say his last words to his wife nor his brother. Lyre fell down to the floor on knees, crying all the tears that she had kept inside. Naer merely knelt in silent prayer for his brother窶冱 soul, tears silently rolling down his cheeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He knew what his brother would have made him promise to do. But he will not fulfill it. He will find someone who will love Lyre as his brother would have. All for the love that he bore for Lyre even before she and Ramm were married. All in atonement for his poisoning of his brother in a fit of jealousy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tonight, he will tell her. Tomorrow, he shall leave for his search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music: Axenstar - Blackout&lt;/span&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/10507787-112003980431349506?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/112003980431349506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=112003980431349506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112003980431349506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/112003980431349506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-moment.html' title='A Last Moment'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111878140498884515</id><published>2005-06-15T04:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T04:36:44.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>File Categorization...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Guh... Need a break from all that file sorting, otherwise I'll get myself some temporary penalties to my INT and WIS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically what I do is save whatever I get from the net into a single folder. Exceptions are the ones from p2p since they go in another folder. From there, I just move them out whenever I feel like sorting those files. Apparently I only felt doing that an hour ago, so I had over 600+ files being moved to where to their proper folders. Most of which were anime stuff from various imageboards, and the rest were installers and archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I still have lots more to go... Now to sort all the Type-Moon images, and after that D.C. ~Da Capo~ and after that KimiNozo and after that......&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for milk tea and power metal music to calm my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Music: Sonata Arctica - Wolf &amp; Raven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111878140498884515?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111878140498884515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111878140498884515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111878140498884515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111878140498884515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/06/file-categorization.html' title='File Categorization...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111874065347288169</id><published>2005-06-14T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T03:03:36.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogmeet v1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hmm... Stuff might come up but what the heck. I'll go when I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;code style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v447/shirow0217/bmeet1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;When you order a drink, use your blog's name so you can be identified by your fellows. If you plan to go, use this URL to post it on your own blog, so you can help spread the word around: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v447/shirow0217/bmeet1.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;See you there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;code style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;code style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/code&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111874065347288169?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111874065347288169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111874065347288169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111874065347288169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111874065347288169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/06/blogmeet-v1.html' title='Blogmeet v1'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111830481564926747</id><published>2005-06-09T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T16:13:35.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woodlands and Warlockcraft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its been some time already since I last posted here about one of my dreams, so today I'll post about one of my earlier dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================&lt;br /&gt;The bus rocked lightly as it went up the rocky mountain road, giving few of the passengers inside a slight nausea. One of them was Daryl, and by experience he decided to stand up and walk around the uncrowded vehicle. Alex stood up and made way since he was the one sitting in the middle seat while Daryl was by the window's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Daryl got to the aisle, he noticed that Rogelio was asleep while Gani was with the girls having a nice chat about the mountain resort we were all going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****Shift to next scene****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone had already gone inside the two-storey mountain cabin save for Daryl. He was still outside sitting on a tree stump admiring the rising full moon cast its reflection down upon the lake below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;****Shift to next scene****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus had already left but without Daryl, Gani, and Alex. Halfway down the mountain road, Alex and Gani only then realized that Daryl had disappeared behind them. Making their way up the mountain road again, they caught their wayward friend in one of the mountain campsites cooking something in a pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm making something that will help us get home faster..." said Daryl with a sinister chuckle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What the heck is that this time?" remarked an irritated Alex. "Another one of your strange magical concoctions?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It smells really weird," Gani blinked as he rubbed his nose with his handkerchief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;****Shift to different scene****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Gani and Alex were getting further away before him, Daryl immediately ducked into the woods, then started stalking an unidentified prey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At his left Daryl sensed what he was hunting for: a chubby boy who had obviously gotten lost, most likely because he had strayed too far from his guardians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daryl drew a small knife and crept to the tree nearest to the child. As the frightened boy passed, Daryl leapt at him with deadly grace and slit his throat at the same pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"His fat will make a good flying potion for Gani and Alex..." smirked Daryl as he began to cast a spell that will help extract the boy's fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music: Hayashibara Megumi - Get Along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111830481564926747?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111830481564926747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111830481564926747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111830481564926747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111830481564926747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/06/woodlands-and-warlockcraft.html' title='Woodlands and Warlockcraft'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111766861298498683</id><published>2005-06-02T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T07:30:12.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Heart and the Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Once, there was a child who so loved the world and saw it as a wonderful place to live in. He would go outside to laugh and play with the other children. He did this everyday, with children around his age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But soon, the other children grew up, and so did that child. But the child didn't want to grow up because he knew that if he did, he would lose his love for the world. So the child decided that even if his body grew, his heart wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The child who didn't want to grew up continued to laugh and play, but the adults avoided him because he was like a child, and the children avoided him because he was like an adult. But the child who didn't want to grow up, who knew that he was now alone, didn't mind. Because he always believed that if he grew up, he'll lose his love for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Years pass and the child who didn't want to grow up was now very old. He knew that he will die soon, but he didn't want to lose his love for the world. One night he decided to watch the stars in the sky when he saw that the moon was full and shining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he had an idea of how he could be able to save that love for the world. He threw up his arms to the air and knelt. He pleaded to the moon to save take his heart and the love that was in it and give it to a child who did not have any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon looked down and heard the child who didn't grow up. She then took pity on him and took his heart. The child who didn't grew up smiled with a sigh, and died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;========================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once, there was a child who did not know how to love, and the moon saw this child and took pity. The moon called the child and gave him the heart of the child who did not grow up. The child was very happy for the moon's gift and kept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this child, also knew how to hate, and thus the heart was tainted. The child then realized it and decided that so he would not destroy the heart, he locked it away inside him. Until now that heart is kept locked inside, never to truly hate nor love, and the child was back to how he was before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Music: Nightwish - Fantasmic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111766861298498683?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111766861298498683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111766861298498683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111766861298498683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111766861298498683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/06/heart-and-moon.html' title='The Heart and the Moon'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111766335676806308</id><published>2005-06-02T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T06:47:10.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAII~!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Great great thanks to &lt;a href="http://bluntgrl.blogspot.com"&gt;Diwa&lt;/a&gt; for hearing my pleas and spending her time and troubles just to make me a blog layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, this is still Obsidian Blue Moon, hence the colors and header. However, as you can see on the right, there seems to be a picture now. That's Saber from the graphic novel Fate/Stay-Night, and also probably one of my most favorite heroines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let me just have breakfast and I'll post an update about my life. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111766335676806308?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111766335676806308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111766335676806308' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111766335676806308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111766335676806308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/06/waii.html' title='WAII~!!!'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111751826386781449</id><published>2005-05-31T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T13:44:23.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Classic Story Role</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://gaven.kurokastle.net/storyquiz/images/keycharacter.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are The Key Character&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"It's what I was meant to do."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the true enigma. No one knows much about you, you do not understand much of yourself, and your life seems to carry no purpose. Yet regardless of everything around you - everyone knows that you are here for some reason, even if no one yet knows what that is. Things seem to simply fall into place for you. Almost as though some force is working either through you, for you, or around you. No matter your troubles, ou have been sent here to unlock something. This is your destiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Elblai/quizzes/Which%20Classic%20Story%20Role%20Do%20You%20Play%3F"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Which Classic Story Role Do You Play?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111751826386781449?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111751826386781449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111751826386781449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111751826386781449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111751826386781449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-classic-story-role.html' title='My Classic Story Role'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111694681997268658</id><published>2005-05-24T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T23:00:19.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a quick post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;This blog's still alive, just in a coma. I'll probably be posting more often once I get its own template ready, whenever that will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111694681997268658?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111694681997268658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111694681997268658' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111694681997268658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111694681997268658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-quick-post.html' title='Just a quick post...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111502551927761643</id><published>2005-05-02T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T17:18:39.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damnation...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Seventh Level of Hell!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell's Judgement aside,  the mice are gone now. They fled to the kitchen, but got killed by the stray cats sleeping there every night. So far I haven't seen any pests in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, they'll probably respawn soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Music: Rie Fu - I So Wanted (English Version)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/10507787-111502551927761643?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111502551927761643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111502551927761643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111502551927761643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111502551927761643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/05/damnation.html' title='Damnation...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111393532364174398</id><published>2005-04-20T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T02:28:43.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sasoridai vs the Mice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yep... Got mice in my room again. Seen a couple of them so far. Funny how there seems to be a spawn point somewhere in my room for these critters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. They're not destroying stuff anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111393532364174398?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111393532364174398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111393532364174398' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111393532364174398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111393532364174398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/04/sasoridai-vs-mice.html' title='Sasoridai vs the Mice'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111214416656923707</id><published>2005-03-30T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T08:56:06.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Minor changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;I did some minor stuffs on my blog, and most noticeably would be the song playing right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song is 繝ｩ繝包ｽ･繝｡繧､繧ｫ繝ｼ (Laugh Maker) by Bump Of Chicken. I really think its on par with their possibly most famous song 螟ｩ菴楢ｦｳ貂ｬ (Tentaikansoku), and my favorite song K.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111214416656923707?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111214416656923707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111214416656923707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111214416656923707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111214416656923707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/03/minor-changes_111214416656923707.html' title='Minor changes'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111206441312480406</id><published>2005-03-29T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T10:46:53.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mercury isn't -that- fatal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;... but it can give you an annoying rash. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Daryl sees the thermometer and decides to check his temperature*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Daryl then takes the thermometer and shakes it moderately*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;*Thermometer snaps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Ack! Hmm... I wonder if there is a lot of mercury here..."&lt;br /&gt;*Daryl holds out fingertips to broken thermometer*&lt;br /&gt;*Poro. Poro. Poro.*&lt;br /&gt;"Gack!!!"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111206441312480406?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111206441312480406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111206441312480406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111206441312480406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111206441312480406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/03/mercury-isnt-that-fatal.html' title='Mercury isn&apos;t -that- fatal...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111123533447901002</id><published>2005-03-19T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T20:28:54.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A more detailed D&amp;D class test...</title><content type='html'>&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20 align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;FONT size=5&gt;&lt;B&gt;Thief&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt;&lt;BR&gt;You scored 37 Holy, 68 Tactful, 90 Natural, and 40 Arcane! &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;You are the master of tact and guile. So much so that you rely upon little else to get you through this world. What good is a sword if you can't find your target? What good is a spell when your spell book is missing? These are questions the unfortunate ones that arouse your ire end up pondering moments before you do something horrific and irreparable to them. You are probably the best planner/schemer in your group, but unfortunately, nobody has listened to you since that time your plan involved not telling the barbarian about the pit-trap so that the villain would think his plan had worked and come out of hiding (even though Rothgar or whatever his name is was fine after a week's rest and the villain DID come out of hiding... geez). People get a rubbed the wrong way when you start (inevitably) thinking of them as pieces on a chess board. &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD align=middle&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/120/394/12139529261858594089/mt1109097391.jpg"&gt; &lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellPadding=20&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;SPAN id=comparisonarea&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;I&gt;your age and gender&lt;/I&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=4 cellPadding=0 border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=78 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=72 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;52%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Godliness&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=126 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=24 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;84%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Tact&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=135 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=15 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;90%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Harmony&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE cellSpacing=1 cellPadding=0 bgColor=black border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TBODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=84 bgColor=#b2cfff height=20&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD width=66 bgColor=white&gt;&lt;IMG src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif"&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TD vAlign=center&gt;You scored higher than &lt;B&gt;56%&lt;/B&gt; on &lt;B&gt;Arcane&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;/BLOCKQUOTE&gt;&lt;/SPAN&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TBODY&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=5608681196346144881'&gt;The Which D &amp; D Class am I Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=12139529261858594089'&gt;effataigus&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111123533447901002?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111123533447901002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111123533447901002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111123533447901002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111123533447901002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-detailed-dd-class-tes_111123533447901002.html' title='A more detailed D&amp;D class test...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-111090118719843953</id><published>2005-03-15T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T23:39:47.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raised from the Dead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Whew... I finally got a new monitor. So yeah, technically me and my computer, along with my other online stuff like this blog has been raised. Not much to write though so I'll leave it at this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-111090118719843953?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/111090118719843953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=111090118719843953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111090118719843953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/111090118719843953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/03/raised-from-dead.html' title='Raised from the Dead...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110870585769124451</id><published>2005-02-18T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T13:51:12.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pain lingers longer when you're sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lemme see...&lt;br /&gt;- Pricked my finger on a needle.&lt;br /&gt;- Stubbed my toe on the my fridge's stand.&lt;br /&gt;- Bumped my elbow against the handle of a file cabinet.&lt;br /&gt;- Slipped and hit my knee against my bedpost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all that I'm still up... Well its not like I'm unable to lie down and sleep but with that road construction going on right outside my house, I'd be more likely to pass out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and then&lt;/span&gt; sleep sometime later. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well... The chills are gone anyway, so I guess that'd make it easier to sleep even with that racket outside. *shrugs* Might as well try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-110870585769124451?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110870585769124451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110870585769124451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110870585769124451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110870585769124451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/pain-lingers-longer-when-youre-sick.html' title='The pain lingers longer when you&apos;re sick.'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110850043604290573</id><published>2005-02-16T04:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T04:47:16.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz time again~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;    &lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/quiz.php?quiz=19"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://guru.theotaku.com/results/19_evil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://guru.theotaku.com/quiz.php?quiz=19"&gt;What Anime Stereotype Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hosted by theOtaku.com: &lt;a href="http://www.theotaku.com"&gt;Anime&lt;/a&gt;. Done right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/HotaruTomoeIAA/1040649832_sDepressed.jpg" border="0" alt="Depressed" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed / Outsider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/HotaruTomoeIAA/quizzes/What%20anime%20stereotype%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What anime stereotype are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with the stereotype quizzes? Well after reading a topic about stereotypes in Hongfire, I got into thinking how much I fall into their category. Only difference would be that I don't &lt;b&gt;look&lt;/b&gt; like the stereotype. Its not that I'm affected negatively though, actually I'm a bit more proud now that I'm living in a country where such stereotyping of the otaku isn't as bad as the ones in the west.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-110850043604290573?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110850043604290573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110850043604290573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110850043604290573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110850043604290573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/quiz-time-again.html' title='Quiz time again~'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110832801283229587</id><published>2005-02-14T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T04:53:32.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue Rose of Sorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Why are you scared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; What have you seen? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; In the castle with the silent roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; I ask again and again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Why are you sad? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; What pain are you feeling?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; Oh, I ask the rose with its petals of blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; But the rose of blood can't answer me till the end&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ X Japan - Rose of Pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this one would be your usual 'ronrii barentainsu' post you can come across people's blogs. Its not that I'm really angsting, since Valentine's is pretty much just another day for me. Its not that I'm feeling exceptionally lonesome this Valentine's too, since I had it worse a few years ago. Maybe I just wanted to post something that would convey the current feelings of the Daryl ego and not the Dairyu. Or was it the Dairyu ego and not the Daryl one...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It probably wouldn't matter who's the persona between the two now anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Oh yeah, my dream. This one was a bit more on the adventurous side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stuff I can remember clearly was already around halfway. I was in a class for MS-SQL with some of my friends back in highschool. Why I'm in such a class I don't know since I'm not even taking a computer course. I was reading one of the books when a drop of blood dripped onto a page. My seatmate at my right cried out and told me to get to the clinic fast. To my surprise that seatmate was Enna, a girl a level below us back in HS. From behind I heard Gani's voice saying that we should head for the clinic immediately; he was my seatmate as well apparently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the building was like a European castle, with overgrown vines and statues and walls in varied states of disrepair. Along the way me and Gani met up with Alex, and he went along to take me to the clinic. Next scene I remember was me in the clinic looking down at the sink with blood dripping from somewhere on my face. I look up and see my face on the mirror. Blood was streaming down my eyes, nose, and mouth. I turned on the faucet and started splashing water on my face. Somebody (the nurse or doctor I think) then handed me a towel for me to wipe my face with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next scene was the whole group heading home via some rail transport system similar to that in Japan. Strange thing was the whole place was empty except for us, and another person. The person looked like your stereotypical anime stalker complete with the flu mask, shades, a weird cap, jacket, etc; he was holding a syringe in his hand as well. For some weird reason though, we ran as fast as we can inside, although he was able to get in as well. He went for Gani, then me, then Alex, all the time we're able to avoid him. One of the girls (Meriam I think) kicked him to the side and they (the girls) pushed him out of the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I woke up...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... That's what I get for reading lots of Type-Moon stuff like Tsukihime and Fate/Stay-Night, but that doesn't mean I'll stop though. I haven't had lively dreams like these for quite some time now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-110832801283229587?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110832801283229587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110832801283229587' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110832801283229587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110832801283229587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/blue-rose-of-sorrow.html' title='Blue Rose of Sorrow'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110815014638096998</id><published>2005-02-12T02:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T00:50:11.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A song about a black cat...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been listening to this song a couple days ago. Its a song by Bump of Chicken, a J-Rock band I'm fairly new to. So far the songs I've heard are quite good, but this is my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song's about a lonely black cat who gets found and taken care of by a young painter. Unlike all the other people who only saw the black cat as a bringer of ill omen, the young painter was someone who saw how beatiful the cat was truly and gave it the name 'Hoori Naito'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song then forwards to the winter of next year. The painter has fallen ill and knowing he's near his end, made a letter for Hoori Naito to bring to a woman who awaits his return home. The next stanza was about the cat talking thinking about its dying owner and how he kept on drawing pictures of a black cat even though it never did sell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat ran and ran along the mountain road, in the middle of the snow. Even when kids threw rocks and called it the devil's companion, it kept on running. It had a name they won't be able to take from it. 'Hoori Naito'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat ran on; covered by wounds and bruises, it ran on. In the last stanza, the woman found the dead cat with her lover's letter in its mouth, buried it in her garden, buried it 'Holy Knight'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenigrade-J's up again, so &lt;a href="http://www.centigrade-j.com/translations/k_bumpofchicken.htm"&gt; here is the link to the lyrics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, the song was so good it made my eyes water. -T_T-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-110815014638096998?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110815014638096998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110815014638096998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110815014638096998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110815014638096998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/song-about-black-cat.html' title='A song about a black cat...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110778356864332402</id><published>2005-02-07T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T21:39:28.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twenty-four Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They pretty much mean the same feeling but with just different names. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Here they are in no particular order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Regret&lt;br /&gt;Agony&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Despair&lt;br /&gt;Remorse&lt;br /&gt;Pain&lt;br /&gt;Misery&lt;br /&gt;Torment&lt;br /&gt;Woe&lt;br /&gt;Anguish&lt;br /&gt;Grief&lt;br /&gt;Rue&lt;br /&gt;Gloom&lt;br /&gt;Distress&lt;br /&gt;Dread&lt;br /&gt;Fear&lt;br /&gt;Angst&lt;br /&gt;Dolor&lt;br /&gt;Loss&lt;br /&gt;Horror&lt;br /&gt;Terror&lt;br /&gt;Shame&lt;br /&gt;Melancholy&lt;br /&gt;Disgust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a story series right now, and I'll be using 16 of those emotions to name some of the characters... Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-110778356864332402?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110778356864332402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110778356864332402' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110778356864332402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110778356864332402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/twenty-four-emotions.html' title='Twenty-four Emotions'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110773068647292635</id><published>2005-02-07T06:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T09:20:49.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The 24 Dark Emotions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Interesting thing I found while rummaging through the clutter in my drawers. Its a pocket notebook from 3 years back filled with poems and other writings. The most notable and memorable were the ones with the titles of emotions, the Twenty-four Dark Emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I was only able to put to writing only four of those 24 emotions: Agony, Regret, Sorrow, Despair. I'm thinking of picking it up where I left off, but right now inspiration eludes me. Besides, I'll have to remember all twenty-four emotions again and right now I can name only half of that number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-110773068647292635?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110773068647292635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110773068647292635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110773068647292635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110773068647292635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/24-dark-emotions.html' title='The 24 Dark Emotions'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110754890739108479</id><published>2005-02-05T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T04:28:27.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The scent of instant stir-fry noodles and garlic rice...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its nearly 4:30 here and I'm still awake. I passed the time by helping a friend since gradeschool make a story outline for a hack-slash RPG they're making as a thesis. Not so bad I might say, but its short since they're only making a short game; three dungeons and minimal dialogue.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully someday they hit it big and I get to write the story for them again. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Oh yeah, the title. Yeah, the househelp is up cooking breakfast, while I have a serving of instant yakisoba being cooked. It should probably be done by now though. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-110754890739108479?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110754890739108479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110754890739108479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110754890739108479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110754890739108479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/scent-of-instant-stir-fry-noodles-and.html' title='The scent of instant stir-fry noodles and garlic rice...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110738940085562218</id><published>2005-02-03T06:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T08:10:00.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As with the usual blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...I'll post some quiz results. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034019743_turesqfree.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a freeform writer. Individualistic with a&lt;br /&gt;sense for the different and challenging, Walt&lt;br /&gt;Whitman and his poetry lacking meter and rhyme&lt;br /&gt;is just what the doctor ordered. You're quick&lt;br /&gt;to write something that the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;doesn't accept as poetry, quick to separate&lt;br /&gt;yourself from the average joe. An author with a&lt;br /&gt;true sense of self, you have confidence in your&lt;br /&gt;abilities and aren't afraid to show it. :) GO&lt;br /&gt;YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/shrike/quizzes/What's%20YOUR%20Writing%20Style%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What's YOUR Writing Style?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results kept alternating between Dark and Freeform, but I went for the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/gake/1074068859_deathknight.gif" border="0" alt="death knight" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad not bad! You know how to play DOTA.... but&lt;br /&gt;you are not yet a master....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/gake/quizzes/Are%20You%20a%20DOTA%20Master%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;Are You a DOTA Master?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt I'll ever be one. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/Jackob/1084966994_DBillderblah.gif" border="0" alt="Blah" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Narrative GM: You like the sound of your own voice&lt;br /&gt;and you talk, talk, talk. Your game is rife&lt;br /&gt;with information - usually more than necessary.&lt;br /&gt;Every detail is verbalized and you love&lt;br /&gt;adjectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Jackob/quizzes/What%20style%20of%20GM%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;What style of GM are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:-3;"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and as a final note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marzdistribution.com/01_13_03museumREP_drizzit_slayerkings.cfm"&gt;I SOOOOOOOO WANT!!!!!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10507787-110738940085562218?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110738940085562218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110738940085562218' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110738940085562218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110738940085562218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/as-with-usual-blog.html' title='As with the usual blog...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110728855625488179</id><published>2005-02-02T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T04:09:16.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not-at-all Rude Awakening</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;So here I am awake and its nearly 4 am. I've slept for only about 4 hours or so, and now I'm still awake enough that I couldn't just lie down and go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn dream had to wake me up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I remember from that dream was that I was with this unknown pretty girl walking along a suburban sidewalk. She was wearing a white blouse and skirt, her black hair was down and shining. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to see her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we were going up a slope when she turned to me with a smile on her lips. That when she stabbed with something that looked like an ornamental dagger. She kept stabbing me and stabbing me, all that time I kept on looking at her smile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Maa&lt;/span&gt;, it can't be helped. I'd like to see her face though. I wonder if its too late... I hope not.&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/10507787-110728855625488179?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110728855625488179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110728855625488179' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110728855625488179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110728855625488179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/02/not-at-all-rude-awakening.html' title='Not-at-all Rude Awakening'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10507787.post-110711253908549992</id><published>2005-01-31T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T03:15:39.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" &gt;After a long while, I decided to start writing on a blog again. Thanks to &lt;a href="http://gamer-joe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gamer Joe&lt;/a&gt; for encouraging me to start blogging again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lemme tell something about myself.&lt;br /&gt;My real given name is Daryl, and I'm nineteen autumns old. (I'm saying autumn since I was born October even though we don't have that season here in the tropics. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm pretty much distracted about living my life in the present than getting ready for what's in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a gamer, but I prefer games that are more story-driven than eye-candy heavy. I also like playing pen and paper RPG campaigns, since there's more stuff you can do there than what you have in games as well as the story there can be affected severely. CCGs, I used to play L5R but I stopped since its pretty expensive here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really think I fall under the "Japanophile" category. Most of the music I listen to are Japanese. Seldom--no, rarely do I listen to local or english songs. Honestly, I'd say I'm trying to be an anime character as well. My hairstyle, fashion, and the way I talk would be evidence enough for that. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... That should be enough I think. Anyway, I hope I don't neglect this blog unlike what I did with my previous one a year ago.&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/10507787-110711253908549992?l=sasoridai.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/feeds/110711253908549992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10507787&amp;postID=110711253908549992' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110711253908549992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10507787/posts/default/110711253908549992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sasoridai.blogspot.com/2005/01/blogging.html' title='Blogging...'/><author><name>Sasoridai</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08127073414250674470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/shosuro_dairyu/irl/Dairyu_rose.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
