<?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-17739462</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:36:43.711+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiny monkey Japonya'da</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113224802117298299</id><published>2005-11-18T02:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T02:20:33.753+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Is this woman thing?</title><content type='html'>Recently the number of blog user is increasing around me.&lt;br /&gt;How great internet is... I can tell what other friends do these days from their diary on internet.&lt;br /&gt;Because of this, I can get even what I dont wanna know or better not to know.&lt;br /&gt;Such as... my ex's current girl friend's life.&lt;br /&gt;It was long long time ago that we broke up though, I got kind of jealous when I found her diary on internet.&lt;br /&gt;I guess what they do and how they spend time together with reading her blog.&lt;br /&gt;I know its such a waste of time. But I dont think I will be indifferent for this someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113224802117298299?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113224802117298299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113224802117298299' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113224802117298299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113224802117298299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/11/is-this-woman-thing.html' title='Is this woman thing?'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113137956350193045</id><published>2005-11-08T00:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T01:07:02.480+09:00</updated><title type='text'>秋　</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0028.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0028.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0026.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0026.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0017.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0017.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0013.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0013.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051107_1051%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051107_1416%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051107_1419~0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051107_1419%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051107_1819%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my university&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113137956350193045?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113137956350193045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113137956350193045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113137956350193045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113137956350193045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='秋　'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113121051702149378</id><published>2005-11-06T01:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T02:08:37.033+09:00</updated><title type='text'>November 4th</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0011.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0011.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0017.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0017.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cuban musician's live music@ Blue Note.&lt;br /&gt;It was just so cool and fascinating. A live consert was full of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0024.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0024.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw some strong connection between a vocalist and a pianist, their performance seemed to be sexier.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that was their chemistry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113121051702149378?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113121051702149378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113121051702149378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113121051702149378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113121051702149378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-4th.html' title='November 4th'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113107683485095478</id><published>2005-11-04T12:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T22:44:00.883+09:00</updated><title type='text'>November 2nd</title><content type='html'>Hanging  out with OG.&lt;br /&gt;He is a friend of mine I was into.I thought we were very compatible.&lt;br /&gt;But the  problem is..&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the fact he is &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; in love with me &lt;strong&gt;at all.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!! Never mind, Junko!! It happens always!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0009.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0009.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lunch @ a fish  market in Ueno&lt;br /&gt;He got hang over and no his appetite, so I had big lunch on behalf of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0028.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0028.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0021.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0021.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to Asakusa via Kappabashi.&lt;br /&gt;These areas are very popular for foreigners because of a traditional working class neigborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensoji temple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Very traditional restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Shinto shrine we found by accident was the best place in this day.&lt;br /&gt;Atmosphere was so intoxicant at the shrine in the night.&lt;br /&gt;Very quiet...no one there....and holy beautiful lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0105.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drew cartoon characters in our vage memories without seeing any pictures at a cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051102_1828~0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051102_1828%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That was cute game , I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113107683485095478?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113107683485095478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113107683485095478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113107683485095478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113107683485095478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-2nd.html' title='November 2nd'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113107295853371201</id><published>2005-11-04T11:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T11:55:58.546+09:00</updated><title type='text'>November 1st</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0004.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I went to Kichijoji with Imi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0012.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0012.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@temle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Linch @ Turkish restaurant&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to NAkamegoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a train from Shibuya ( picture on the left) to Nakameguro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0036.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0036.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;@Finland Cafe in Nakameguro&lt;br /&gt;We've been talking about relationships all day long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113107295853371201?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113107295853371201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113107295853371201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113107295853371201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113107295853371201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/11/november-1st.html' title='November 1st'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113077951206958857</id><published>2005-11-01T02:12:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T02:25:12.080+09:00</updated><title type='text'>They make it legal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051031_2220~0001.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051031_2220%7E0001.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051031_2323~0002.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051031_2323%7E0002.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imi came to my place and I cooked dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Munching cheese cakes in midnight is sooo girly and dengerous.&lt;br /&gt;She brought happy news that she has engaged.&lt;br /&gt;I m really really happy for them. Congratulation!!I hope your happily ever after life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113077951206958857?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113077951206958857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113077951206958857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113077951206958857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113077951206958857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/11/they-make-it-legal.html' title='They make it legal'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113077874788939377</id><published>2005-11-01T01:59:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T02:18:27.743+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Musashino Art University Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0011.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113077874788939377?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113077874788939377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113077874788939377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113077874788939377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113077874788939377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/11/musashino-art-university-festival.html' title='Musashino Art University Festival'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113063246499344574</id><published>2005-10-30T09:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T19:32:23.820+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist Nimura in Ginza</title><content type='html'>I visited a private exhibition holded by Nimura, a friend of mine at uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0043.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0043.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Her exhibition is under the soil and visitors are planned to join her art as one part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0050.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0050.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0056.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0056.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She had another performance which was complexed with images and music and art. She improvised a song and an art work as she felt music and images. That was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0059.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0059.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Nimura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0046.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0046.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I run into Ya-chan,also friend in uni, at the exhibition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0060.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0060.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That building was so cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113063246499344574?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113063246499344574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113063246499344574' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113063246499344574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113063246499344574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/artist-nimura-in-ginza.html' title='Artist Nimura in Ginza'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113060573079721318</id><published>2005-10-30T01:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T09:16:30.346+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Alien culture</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0026.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0026.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Harajuku with Susie.&lt;br /&gt;We seldom go to Harajuku,but today she had to shop new clothes of &lt;strong&gt;APE&lt;/strong&gt;  in favor of her foreign friend.&lt;br /&gt;I heard APE is huge in oversea but there are only 2shops in NY and London. Despite of the fact a lot of shops in JApan.&lt;br /&gt;New clothes will be released and allowed customers to buy only 1 piece for each person.&lt;br /&gt;This is the reason I was asked to accompany her shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0012.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0012.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0013.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:30 in the morning, already &lt;strong&gt;a big queue&lt;/strong&gt; in front of the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We drew lots&lt;/strong&gt; to decide the order to enter a shop.&lt;br /&gt;This is like crazy! Its just a cloth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0016.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0016.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0017.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0017.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really impressed with NIGO, desighner of APE who attracts so many people like this.&lt;br /&gt;But there is one thing I cannot ignore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I never see any fashionable / cool/ attractive guy wearing APE&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway we finished our mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lunch at BAPE CAFE produced by NIGO.&lt;br /&gt;Beef curry was terrible, honestly.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think I can understand NIGO's sensitivity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113060573079721318?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113060573079721318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113060573079721318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113060573079721318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113060573079721318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/alien-culture.html' title='Alien culture'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113047570291144947</id><published>2005-10-28T13:54:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T14:01:42.913+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Near my uni</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051027_1452~0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051027_1452%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was really lovely day .&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hanging out with girls in a park.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Blue sky, Green lawn, Barefeet, Cookies,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Astrology, Magazine, Movie " Before sunset" , French women&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113047570291144947?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113047570291144947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113047570291144947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113047570291144947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113047570291144947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/near-my-uni.html' title='Near my uni'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113047516237995157</id><published>2005-10-28T13:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T13:52:42.396+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyway, girls love astrology.</title><content type='html'>After gokon party, I couldnt help looking back my life.&lt;br /&gt; Because I couldnt even ask phone number of a guy I was kind of into.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to ask  him, but hesitated/was afraid. He didint ask my number either, so it was better not to ask from me. This is what came to my mind at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Im moaning,not because I couldnt get him but because  I couldnt even pop the word!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im such a looser!!&lt;br /&gt;Am I teenager???&lt;br /&gt;I cannot bounce the border by myself.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot initiate relationship.&lt;br /&gt;All my ex I used to go out are the guys who tried to get me, and I did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;When I was stunned by noticing this fact, suddenly my life seemed to be so passive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I make a vow to be active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the ancient Egyptian astrology in a magazine, Im a symbol of a war and a wandering who loves freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A SYMBOL OF A FIGHT....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;Life is always struggles.&lt;br /&gt;I dont depend on the astrology, but it was encouraging  enough to light me up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113047516237995157?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113047516237995157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113047516237995157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113047516237995157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113047516237995157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/anyway-girls-love-astrology.html' title='Anyway, girls love astrology.'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113025783493129951</id><published>2005-10-26T01:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T01:30:34.936+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday to Aya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051025_2026~0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051025_2026%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051025_2236~0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051025_2236%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051025_2025~00011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051025_2025%7E00011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We held a birthday party at my place for her.  5 friends got together.&lt;br /&gt;I like inviting my friends to my place. Its a dollhouse though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051025_2017~0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051025_2017%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Im a good cooker!!Nice going Junko☆&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113025783493129951?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113025783493129951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113025783493129951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113025783493129951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113025783493129951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-birthday-to-aya.html' title='Happy birthday to Aya'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113007851783370181</id><published>2005-10-23T23:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:41:57.836+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I have a sore throat</title><content type='html'>Ahhhh...... my throat is fuched up after working.&lt;br /&gt;Very very low voice.&lt;br /&gt;Cannot speak.&lt;br /&gt;Despite of such a bad condition, I went to drinking party at Izakaya.&lt;br /&gt;Because a friend of mine has invited me to a Gokon, Japanese blind dating party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didint expect anything,cuz I know from my Gokon experience that real cute guy never come to there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time, its a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;Actually its one of the best Gokon ever.&lt;br /&gt;I run to pharmacy to buy troche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113007851783370181?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113007851783370181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113007851783370181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113007851783370181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113007851783370181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-sore-throat.html' title='I have a sore throat'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-113007723507996007</id><published>2005-10-23T21:50:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:20:35.103+09:00</updated><title type='text'>On the street</title><content type='html'>I found a cool shop.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/320/.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They still sells beans in old style using wooden tools.&lt;br /&gt;This is so beautiful. They keep traditional style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently  I dont go to the supermarket, but shop at retail stores in neighborhood .&lt;br /&gt;A fruit and vegetable shop, a tofu maker, a bucher...&lt;br /&gt;What I love about shoping these stores is the communication I can have with shop owners. I feel closer people there than supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;Its more cosy and cordial .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I wanna keep these kind of traditional indipendent businesses in Japan. I can buy a tofu for ￥100 at a big supermarket near a tofu maker which sells one for ￥160. But I feel more comfortable and even fun to choose the latter.&lt;br /&gt;In Japan, there are a lot of big   business shops which are like a supermarket, a department store, a convenience store dealing with goods as cheap as possible. I like those as well,but feel we should keep and value small retail stores   more.&lt;br /&gt;Because everything flows very quickly in Japan. Sometimes I feel Im lost or I cannot keep up with.  &lt;br /&gt;So maybe thats why I like those places I can feel  air slowly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-113007723507996007?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/113007723507996007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=113007723507996007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113007723507996007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/113007723507996007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/on-street.html' title='On the street'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-112973322480708657</id><published>2005-10-19T23:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T23:47:25.423+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation thesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051019_2343~0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/051019_2343%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Im so　frastrated with my self falling asleep while Im reading a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I have a headache now, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;cuz I hit my head on the wall at the moment I fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-112973322480708657?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/112973322480708657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=112973322480708657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112973322480708657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112973322480708657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/graduation-thesis.html' title='Graduation thesis'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-112964856143712300</id><published>2005-10-18T23:25:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T00:16:01.446+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Food for thought</title><content type='html'>Yesterday when I was talking to my girl friend, I learned she has had an affair.&lt;br /&gt;She knew that he was married since begining and accepted1 and didint care it.&lt;br /&gt;As time went by, she came to love him more and more and also he really cared about her.&lt;br /&gt;But off course she noticed she would never realy get him and decided to break up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it was an astonishing story,even though its a really likely story.&lt;br /&gt;Because I never knew my close friend who has an affair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly this story made me feel like crying and depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Having affair is such a common and normal thing ?&lt;br /&gt;I know this happens everywhere though, her story made it become realy "reality".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I expected, I will have to worry about my husband's behavior all the time. Depressive...&lt;br /&gt;Being cheated with another girl is just too sad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, her opinion was impressive.&lt;br /&gt;She said she wanted to marry somebody soon,cuz she found how stable position wives are in by having an affair. If man falls in love with another girl sometime, its ok in a way.&lt;br /&gt;He will definitely come back to wife. Married life is not only about passion but about settlement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She seemed to be really mature for me.&lt;br /&gt;Im totally against affair though, I think she has a point.&lt;br /&gt;She came to want to marry after experience another side of marriage.&lt;br /&gt;I came not to want to marry after knowing her experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, I wish if I could think like her , but I really know I cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-112964856143712300?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/112964856143712300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=112964856143712300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112964856143712300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112964856143712300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/food-for-thought.html' title='Food for thought'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-112960927977511990</id><published>2005-10-18T12:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T22:41:01.046+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My favorite time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 5days , I didint have a dinner alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day with photographer.&lt;br /&gt;One day with members of volleyball circle.&lt;br /&gt;One day with my gay best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Oneday with my Turkish classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Oneday with my close girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really lovely to share my life with my people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-112960927977511990?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/112960927977511990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=112960927977511990' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112960927977511990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112960927977511990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-favorite-time.html' title='My favorite time'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-112944794942070929</id><published>2005-10-16T15:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:34:13.783+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My dream couple</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a nice place.&lt;br /&gt;It was a kind of gallery-cafe that collections of miscellaneous goods from all over the world are displayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a toy box&lt;br /&gt;like a treasure box&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A shop owner has collected those things .&lt;br /&gt;However, his wife doesnt like collecting goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I really cant stand those things! Too much."&lt;br /&gt;She said this with big happy smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-112944794942070929?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/112944794942070929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=112944794942070929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112944794942070929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112944794942070929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-dream-couple.html' title='My dream couple'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-112931377455597646</id><published>2005-10-15T02:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:16:14.560+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Takaci Hirano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/IMAG0007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/IMAG0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haaave a headache!　This is what is called a hangover...&lt;br /&gt;I had a dinner and drinking with Mr. H .  We are friends in same uni.&lt;br /&gt;We got together first time in 2 years .&lt;br /&gt;He is a photographer who dreams of meeting people all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about camera, photo, common sense, travelling, friends,relationship and etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He  is very sensitive , idealistic and  romantist in a way.&lt;br /&gt;At least I felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After saying good bye to him at the station&lt;br /&gt; Icouldnt help  wondering  if I could enjoy the time with him or not....&lt;br /&gt;I did in a way.&lt;br /&gt;I didint in a way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-112931377455597646?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/112931377455597646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=112931377455597646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112931377455597646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112931377455597646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/takaci-hirano.html' title='Takaci Hirano'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-112911186328226979</id><published>2005-10-12T19:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T19:11:03.283+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkish guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/640/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  They are very friendly,cheerful and helpfull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes , TOO MUCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; You will never be alone in Turkey,as long as u are woman.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-112911186328226979?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/112911186328226979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=112911186328226979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112911186328226979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112911186328226979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/turkish-guys.html' title='Turkish guys'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-112911156930733577</id><published>2005-10-12T19:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T22:26:38.153+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My memories in Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/??????????????????.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/???????????????.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/200/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/640/?????????????????????1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CLEAR: all; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I used to draw my memories on a diary in my childhood.I wanna do it again now.&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-112911156930733577?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/112911156930733577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=112911156930733577' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112911156930733577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112911156930733577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-memories-in-turkey.html' title='My memories in Turkey'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17739462.post-112906822931403714</id><published>2005-10-12T06:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T07:03:49.316+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Don' t kill time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/1600/051012_0657~0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7557/1716/320/051012_0657%7E0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In early morning&lt;br /&gt;Im supposed to do my graduation thesis though,&lt;br /&gt;I started weblog in English...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why its so fun to do something u dont have to do when u have something to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17739462-112906822931403714?l=junkozaru.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/feeds/112906822931403714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17739462&amp;postID=112906822931403714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112906822931403714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17739462/posts/default/112906822931403714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://junkozaru.blogspot.com/2005/10/don-t-kill-time.html' title='Don&apos; t kill time'/><author><name>junko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02433904336602808857</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
