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  <title>Kaiba Seto</title>
  <subtitle>Kaiba Seto</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kaiba Seto</name>
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  <updated>2007-06-22T15:58:56Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:29802</id>
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    <title>xx.</title>
    <published>2007-06-22T15:58:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-22T15:58:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Kaiba Seto passed away due to lung cancer on June 15&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt;, 2007. Many long years of stress, malnutrition and exhaustion had taken a severe toll on his immune system, and the treatment was extremely harsh on him. It is unfortunate that he did not survive.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:29665</id>
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    <title>109.</title>
    <published>2007-04-07T01:38:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-07T01:41:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Would anyone happen to know an &lt;i&gt;effective&lt;/i&gt; cold remedy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[I've never had a cough this persistant.]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:29397</id>
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    <title>108.</title>
    <published>2007-03-11T03:07:43Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-11T03:08:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[The cough is getting worse rather than better. I'm displeased.]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... A week-long trip to France is apparently in order. Again. Sigh, woe, etc. I could care less.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:29128</id>
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    <title>107.</title>
    <published>2007-03-03T01:16:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-03T01:16:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Several former employees thought it would be amusing to &lt;i&gt;explore&lt;/i&gt; my computer. Shocking they managed to waltz right past the secretary. I do not approve of how long it took to replace this keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[I am still so enfuriated I can barely think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Smoke. Hm. But I have developed a bit of a chest cough lately. It should go away within a few days, I don't suppose the cigarettes will affect it adversely. A spring cold. Must be.]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:28758</id>
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    <title>106.</title>
    <published>2007-02-26T17:55:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-26T17:55:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is not ;laf;as dkd sadwe asc qiwer wwrfdxfp ofeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadk ... /'r132 /. / 41'; as ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2338979 * * aw 32  463 u ;  wr3''' ;ls' ,cxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLLLOLLLLLLLLLLLL \\\ASLMFKLKLKLO OPOO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asjdf kkeoo 929494oianas xzxx wqelk3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:28431</id>
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    <title>105.</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T20:18:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T20:18:17Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:28333</id>
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    <title>104.</title>
    <published>2007-02-12T23:42:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-12T23:42:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can only say I'm pleased this time of year comes around once, and only once. I still hate it.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:27977</id>
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    <title>103.</title>
    <published>2007-01-26T04:08:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-26T04:08:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy birthday, Jounouchi.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:27684</id>
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    <title>102.</title>
    <published>2007-01-09T17:33:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-09T17:35:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am going away this weekend. I will be leaving on Friday and I will &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; be available until Monday. Don't all start crying at once, now.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:27395</id>
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    <title>101.</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T18:23:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T18:23:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Christmas passes without a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's day comes after far too much drinking. So, with a headache, I proceed to work, late. Is anyone else going to be there? No. Do I care? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[What I wouldn't give for a completely stress and hassle-free vacation right now. To be able to take time off without worrying that the company will collapse. I might be able to teach myself that something never happened, but that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idiotic. Damn but I wish it could be true.]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:27390</id>
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    <title>100.</title>
    <published>2006-12-17T04:14:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-17T04:14:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And now the weather graces us with the absolute &lt;i&gt;loveliest&lt;/i&gt; of storms. I actually find myself looking forward to New Year's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may even resolve to quit smoking. The habit is annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[Or perhaps I'll drink myself into a coma. That would be a new experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Idiotic. The cigarettes are bad enough.]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:27041</id>
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    <title>99.</title>
    <published>2006-12-14T03:36:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-14T03:36:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thus passes December, the month of procrastination and hyperventilation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas shopping was complete approximately a week ago. I should hope the staff appreciate their gifts.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:26841</id>
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    <title>98.</title>
    <published>2006-11-23T17:52:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-23T17:53:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Time is passing far too slowly. The work pace isn't hectic, and all anyone wants is for Christmas to arrive and holidays to begin, but here it isn't even December yet. I still expect nothing less than the best, and I am unfortunately not getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this time of year.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:26600</id>
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    <title>97.</title>
    <published>2006-11-13T17:59:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-13T18:05:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;Five days, hm.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time of year is never enjoyable. All the employees clamouring for time off and complaining about hardly having enough hours to 'enjoy the season'. Fall prey to marketing schemes is more like it. Oh yes, when &lt;i&gt;Christmas&lt;/i&gt; is drawing near (a month, so soon, I know), everything becomes a panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why they don't shop online. Makes avoiding the crowds that much simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[It's only taken two weeks. I can't suppress the feeling entirely, but I can bottle it up well enough that it can be ignored. Another two and it shouldn't be any sort of problem... &lt;s&gt;But do I really want to forget that? He... I... when... &lt;i&gt;the post&lt;/i&gt; stressed remembering important things. What's this supposed to be?&lt;/s&gt;]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:26296</id>
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    <title>96. [Private]</title>
    <published>2006-11-03T17:57:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-03T17:57:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;He &lt;i&gt;can't&lt;/i&gt; have died. Just because we haven't spoken... because I haven't seen him in a while. He can't have. He... &lt;i&gt;wouldn't&lt;/i&gt; have. If I'd been. How. If.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Wouldn't that mean it's all right this way? Isn't that what it was saying? It's better like this, because even though there's that much less reliance he's still... living. Somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I felt so alive then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... DidIdieinplaceofmybrother?Logically,no;I'm&lt;i&gt;breathing&lt;/i&gt;andthatmeansbeingalive.But...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>95.</title>
    <published>2006-11-01T11:42:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-01T11:43:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... God.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:25736</id>
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    <title>xx.</title>
    <published>2006-10-31T17:31:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-31T17:31:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't have time for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to be at the stadium in twelve and a half minutes to preform (it's not real duelling, it's hardly worth doing) a duel with yet another amature who believes himself to be great because he won some tournament. Idiot. Does he really believe that he can stand against the great Kaiba Seto?  Impossible. I won't be defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Mutou will be crushed as well, as soon as he shows his pitiful face again. Coward, trying to disppear from the limelight after his 'other' left. Bullshit. If he was never capable of dealing with the fame, he should have come out and admitted that he's been a cheater all along.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... After that I should go see Mokuba. I did promise him, after all, to visit every year on Halloween. His favourite holiday. Poor irony that he'd die on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I won't stop working on KaibaLands worldwide. I refuse to forget the dream we both had, and what we went through.</content>
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    <title>94.</title>
    <published>2006-10-25T17:09:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-25T17:09:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't see why people insist on celebrating this day year after year. Applying logic, you really only have one &lt;i&gt;birth&lt;/i&gt; day, as you can only be born &lt;i&gt;once&lt;/i&gt;. And honestly, who believes that how you feel &lt;i&gt;changes&lt;/i&gt; simply because the number you reply with when asked for your age is different?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to answer to any inquiring minds, &lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;, it does not 'feel' any different being twenty-three and I will appreciate, as a &lt;i&gt;gift&lt;/i&gt; from all of you, being left alone for the remainder of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[Possibly with the addition of some private company later on in the evening.]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[I'll be home before six.]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>93. [Private]</title>
    <published>2006-10-20T16:59:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-20T16:59:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And back to normal again, whatever that may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the lack of Mokuba, I might be able to understand this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:neverdidhappen:24693</id>
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    <title>92.</title>
    <published>2006-10-13T15:42:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-13T15:42:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just under two weeks from now, I will 'officially' become older. How &lt;i&gt;exciting&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[I'm starting to be frightened by how ahead I am in work. What was it that kept me from ... &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; not so long ago? And even before then. I could take the weekend off entirely and still be halfway through next week. Odd. I believe I might.]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>91. [Private]</title>
    <published>2006-10-03T10:34:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-03T10:34:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The fact that it is so damned quiet around me has finally started to grate on my nerves. I find this odd because things of that nature have &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; been an issue previously. &lt;s&gt;Something changed over the last six months, something inherent. I wonder how long that will last.&lt;/s&gt; I am so well caught up on my work that in all honesty there is very little to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should not be here this early in the morning and I should not be leaving so near to midnight every day, and yet I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I'm hungry.</content>
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    <title>90.</title>
    <published>2006-09-27T01:59:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-27T01:59:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...</content>
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    <title>89.</title>
    <published>2006-09-23T22:20:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-23T22:21:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; should get rid of this thing.</content>
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    <title>88.</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T02:51:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-14T02:55:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A letter. Ink and paper. I really had to stop and think as to last time I received one -- bills and the like do not count. I couldn't recall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;[And as I don't reply to &lt;a href="http://fadedlines.livejournal.com/14794.html"&gt;such things&lt;/a&gt; &lt;s&gt;and wouldn't have done so in any case, considering both the subject matter and the sender&lt;/s&gt;, I suppose I can record my thoughts on the matter here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received. Already a surprise, it would seem. I'm not a fan of post in any case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 'harm' came from any sort of confession on this Hikami's part. None whatsoever. Foolish of the man to blame himself for something that was very obviously a long time in coming. There was... no real reason to continue, and his words merely gave a convenient excuse to sever ties and move on. &lt;s&gt;...&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Situation'. There is no longer a situation to be referred to. Carrying on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try. Let's see. No? Yes, I think 'no' suits this well enough. There isn't any anger or resentment to be had at all, so none to redirect. &lt;s&gt;But it wouldn't be difficult for me to hate this man; I'm irritated simply by the way he phrases things. The least he could do is present his ideas strongly, even if I would remain unconvinced no matter as to how they were offered.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love. ... It's been far too long since I checked in on Mokuba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... No trouble. None at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Reccuring nightmares are &lt;i&gt;horrific&lt;/i&gt;. Never so complex or detailed or drawn-out or &lt;i&gt;long&lt;/i&gt; as the first time, but half panic-inducing nonetheless and I still &lt;i&gt;don't&lt;/i&gt; understand. Chains and a key. Chains and a key and someone &lt;i&gt;drowning&lt;/i&gt;. Headaches bordering on migraines are hardly a surprise to wake up with -- I cannot remember the last day I went without painkillers. Nor two hours without a cigarette. Nor a day with more than a single meal.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I despise this thing. Why do I keep it?]&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>87. [Private]</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T01:52:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T01:52:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well at least &lt;i&gt;some&lt;/i&gt; truth has finally been communicated to that trash. I wonder when exactly it was that I became labelled a 'taken man' rather than a bachelor, not that it particularly matters either way. I'm still not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... And I really &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; have something to take up with Inoue, although I have tried to make it a habit not to mix work with the everyday. There have been no problems thus far, so I don't suppose I need concern myself just yet. &lt;s&gt;Besides that, I've no idea why I'd believe what the tabloid is saying over what she may tell me herself. So.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's finally calmed as well. I believe this may be the most pleasant Wednesday I've had in a long time.</content>
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