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  <title>Master Assassin of the Shadows</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2006 18:18:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>CHEF SHIKAKU</title>
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  <description>Yoshino is having a really hard time copin&apos; with things so I actually volunteered to cook tonight. BE AMAZED BY MY AWESOME CHEF SKILLZ! I&apos;m probably going to crank up the grill or somethin... whatcha want to eat Shika? Want to invite your friends over for steaks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*big ass grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Shikaku (Master of Shadows and Manly Cooking)</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 13 Mar 2006 16:15:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this little bar is a waste of space</title>
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  <description>Harhar! I got me some tacos from the grocery store yesterday and gave them to Yoshino. She gave me the evil eye but she was a sweetie pie and cooked them up anyways. Foreign food is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t been seein much of Shikamaru lately. I suppose he&apos;s busy with friends and preparing to go to college. Or he could be upstairs sleeping and I just didn&apos;t know about it. Ah well, kids these days. But Yoshino and I got to talking about things and she choked up and started crying about how she&apos;s going to miss Shikamaru when he leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See boy!? Your mother and I love you! Ungrateful kid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Shikaku</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2006 00:11:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what&apos;s the point of this little space?</title>
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  <description>&amp;gt;.&amp;gt; Is it safe to come out now? STOP LEAVING ME SUCH THREATENING COMMENTS INOICHI! THAT&apos;S FRIGHTENING! *blink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was drunk, okay man? No offence but I wouldn&apos;t touch your daughter in .... that way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIKAMARU~! Guess what I bought for you today!? BAMBI 2! Ya gonna come watch it with ya papa like old times?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yoshino has been nagging me all day to go to the bank and make those deposits... I still haven&apos;t done it. I suppose I&apos;ll get an earful tonight before bed and NAKIE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;ll shut her up. *grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Shikaku</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2006 19:08:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hrn...</title>
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  <description>I came back late last night. I can&apos;t remember much of what happened... I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; I was at Inoichi&apos;s house with him, Chouza, and the kids. But my memory is fuzzy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone seen my shoelaces?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Shikaku</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2006 15:13:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Little Me Time</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m planning on heading off for a bit. But I&apos;d like to leave somethings with Yoshino and Shikamaru so they can get in touch with me if need be. You know my AIM, I&apos;ll have the powerbook with me. Shikamaru, please listen to your mother while I&apos;m gone. She means well. I shouldn&apos;t be gone long. It might even be just for the day or it could be for the week. Need to call me cause you&apos;re too lazy to get on the computer (like me, heh heh) here is the number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X-XXX-XXX-XXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya Suckers! ^_~&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 22 Jan 2006 23:55:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A Spill Out</title>
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  <description>I really don&apos;t know why, but I just feel like spilling it all today. I feel like I&apos;ve been a shitty father. I&apos;m hardly ever here for my son or my wife. I rarely spend time with my good buds any more. I just sit around on my ass all day watching porn videos and getting drunk. I use to be much more useful. I guess that Nara blood that I vowed would never get to me, did. I&apos;ve been worried that my son, Shikamaru, is going to fall down that same path. I have seen improvements in him lately, except for his attitude which seems to get worse and worse and worse with the passing day. Maybe that&apos;s improving too and I just haven&apos;t noticed though. Cause I&apos;m a bad father. Even Shika tells me I&apos;m a bad father. And I don&apos;t know how or why Yoshino puts up with me. But even through all of her nagging and bitching... all she has to do is smile at me and I feel like I can conquor the world. But she hasn&apos;t been smiling as of late and that&apos;s got me worried. I&apos;m sure it&apos;s because of me. She&apos;s asked me to quit drinking many times, but I&apos;m so addicted. I&apos;ll admit it. I&apos;m an alcoholic. I can&apos;t go a day without at least two or three drinks. I think I&apos;m getting tired of it though. Perhaps it&apos;s time to go to one of those blasted AA Meetings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah shit.. This is my longest post yet. Be Awed and Amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Shikaku</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2006 22:39:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Abandoned Again!</title>
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  <description>Damn it! Where are you two!? I think I&apos;ve been abandoned by my boys T_T *goes to drink alone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru! I set you up an appointment with the Optomitrist or however the hell you spell it. Don&apos;t miss your appointment! It&apos;s on Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Lovin Nara-Papa</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2006 04:17:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Father To Son</title>
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  <description>I finally got around to talking to that son of mine. I think it went rather well. And through it all... I really am proud of you Shikamaru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru walked into the house after his long day at school. He dropped his keys on the dining room table and made his way to the stiars. That was until he saw his old man standing his path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shikamaru, we need to talk...&quot; Shikaku actually looked a bit sad when he said his words. Probably the first time he ever actually looked concerned for his son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He shoved his way passed him and went into his room. &quot;About what?&quot; he said shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He quickly grabbed the back of his son&apos;s collar. &quot;Don&apos;t walk away from me... you know what Shikamaru...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Since when have you given a damn?&quot; he said trying to release himself from his grip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Since when did you become an idiot?&quot; He turned and tossed Shikamaru a bit up the stairs taking the boy into his room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What the hell?&quot; he said turning looking at his father confused. &quot;You shut yourself up and drink all day, now all of a sudden you decide you have a decision?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sit down.&quot; He pointed at Shikamaru&apos;s bed sternly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Hmph&quot; he said begrudgingly sitting on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&apos;s going on with you?&quot; He crossed his arms over his chest. &quot;I heard you got in a fight with Chouji. I heard you felt up on Ino. What the hell?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I was drunk. Much like you!&quot; he shot at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku appeared unphased. &quot;Why are you doing this to yourself?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Doing what? Picking up in my father&apos;s footsteps. You should be proud old man&quot; he said crossing his arms and averting his eyes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku coldly took his fists and thunked it on top of Shikamarus head. &quot;You&apos;re stupid if you think that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru rubbed the top of his head. &quot;So that&apos;s why you&apos;re here old man? To tell me how stupid I am....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s one reason, the other is because I want you to talk to me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What do I need to tell you that you apparently already know?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;See? This is the problem. I don&apos;t know Shikamaru. I really don&apos;t.&quot; He shook his head in frustration. &quot;You don&apos;t talk to me and all I hear are rumors. I&apos;d rather hear it from my own son&apos;s mouth.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What do you want to know? I fucking showed up at the party drunk. Yes I felt up Ino. Yes I think I even attempted to kiss her. This landed me a fist to my face from the tank with one hell of a punch. One that knocked me off my ass. Not to mention my best friend has a crush on me. Did you know that. Do you know how much that freaks me out? Do you know I don&apos;t fucking care because I want my friends back. Did I leave anything out?&quot; he said fastly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku stood not saying anything. He was sure this was just the beginning of Shikamaru&apos;s rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes....I am an idiot....&quot; he said hanging his head.  &quot;I lost my head.  I lost my nerve.  I am a coward.  I couldn&apos;t hold onto the one thing I wanted and I let it walk away...because I couldn&apos;t see how much of an ass I had become.  I pushed away everything because I felt like a jerk....&quot; he said just as fast. &quot;Translation....I fucked up.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s one way to put it.&quot; Shikaku stood over Shikamaru. His face seemed hard and cold but his eyes showed that he actually was worried about his son. &quot;I thought I had raised a genius... I guess I was wrong.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed.  &quot;Fuck dad...&quot; he said with his eyes turned away, his eyes just barely glazed with tears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shikamaru... I had high hopes in you. I hoped you wouldn&apos;t turn out like me. I thought you would finish high school as valedictorian. I thought you would go to a university, make the dean&apos;s list every year. I thought you would marry and have a family...&quot; Shikaku walked over and placed his hands on Shikamaru&apos;s shoulders. &quot;I thought you wouldn&apos;t become me.&quot; &quot;I guess I was wrong,&quot; he said as he hung his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His head hung lower, keeping his eyes away, briming with tears.  He clenched his jaw together, and his voice broke as he spoke. &quot;Where were you dad?&quot; he said quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku sighed. He knew it would come to this. &quot;I wasn&apos;t where I should&apos;ve been...&quot; He sat down next to Shikamaru and put his arm around him. &quot;I ran away.... much like you&apos;re doing now...&quot; With his other hand he reached up and pinched his brow. &quot;Please stop now while you can, Shikamaru. You&apos;re still young and the future is still changeable....&quot; &quot;Don&apos;t become the next Shikaku...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I fucked it up....the result I&apos;ve lost my best friends.  I lost the only girl I&apos;d ever want...&quot; he said still keeping his gaze away from his father.  Men didn&apos;t cry.  That&apos;s what the old man had always said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shikamaru!&quot; He yelled as he shook the boy. &quot;Stop this now! It&apos;s not over!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It sure as hell feels like it....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Give it a few days, prove to them that you are sorry... get rid of this pride.&quot; Shikaku put his hand on Shikamaru&apos;s chest. &quot;Pride is the killer of man.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I thought it was women?&quot; he said half jokingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku chuckled. &quot;Them too..&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;She doesn&apos;t want me anymore....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Are you sure about that?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let&apos;s see....what does screwing another guy say to you?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;She&apos;s hungrying for the love she lost... so she looks for in another guy. I bet she&apos;s not enjoying.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rolled his eyes, &quot;Hmph...&quot; &quot;So what does that tell me....not much I can do about it now is there?&quot; &quot;I can&apos;t go back to the way things were.  It&apos;s awkward and strange.  How can I be friends with someone I....love....&quot; he suddenly realized how much of that statement must be how Chouji felt. It was starting to come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku sat and watched his son in silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shit this is messed up...&quot; he finally said, his mind still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That it is...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How do you do something like that?  How do you....continue....you can&apos;t go back....&quot; he said trying to plan and figure it out.  The analyzing was giving him a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You just do it, son. You just do it. You look forward and wipe the slate clean. It&apos;s really hard but it&apos;s the only way. If you keep dwelling on the past it will eat you alive.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru pinched the bridge of his nose.  &quot;I really loved her dad....&quot; he said quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know you did son... I&apos;m really sorry... I should have been there for you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I just....wasn&apos;t enough....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didn&apos;t know what to say. He just put his arms around his song and hugged him tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I actually missed you you old fart...&quot; he said his voice still shakey and small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh?&quot; Shikaku smiled. &quot;I think I missed you too Bambi.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His head lifted and his eyes glared at him.  &quot;I hate you for that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&apos;s ok. Cause I love you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Feh&quot; he said turning his nose up.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku gently hit his son in theback. &quot;Okay hard ass.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru got up off the bed. As he stood, the papers laying on it fell to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku picked up the papers. &quot;What&apos;s this?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t know trees that got turned into thin white sheets?&quot; he said sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;A scholarship?&quot; Shikaku looked up with a raised brow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh you haven&apos;t heard that among all the other rumers?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No I have&apos;t actually... care to share?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grumbled sitting down in the computer chair, accross from his father.   &quot;Those blasted placement tests.  Apparently it impressed the University.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You should go, it&apos;ll be a start to improveing your life.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He raised an eyebrow.  &quot;I thought you were against it before?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, it looks like you need it now. And I&apos;ve never been against you going to a university. Just you going to a university for the wrong reasons. You should go to better your education. Not hook up with chicks.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He grumbled narrowing his eyes as he placed his feet up on the computer table counter.  He rolled the chair a bit and looked out the window.  &quot;I suppose I should go....&quot; he said quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I suppose you should to,&quot; said Shikaku as he stood from the bed. He walked over to Shikamaru and ruffled his hair. &quot;And this,&quot; he held the paper in front of the boy. &quot;This makes me proud.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking out the window his mouth curled up slightly at the corner.  &quot;Thanks....you old goat...&quot; he said softly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Shikaku</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2006 01:51:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>DRINKS!!!</title>
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  <description>Okay you two bum fucks! Where’ve you been!? Let’s go check out Ebisu’s new bar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Shikamaru… I wasn’t joking when I said we need to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;PRIVATE&lt;br /&gt;I swear I must be an absolutely terrible father. My own son can’t even come and talk to me. Its bad enough I have to listen to Yoshino screaming and hollering at me daily because she can’t stand my drinking. But no one realizes how hard this habit is to break. And maybe I don’t want to break it. Actually, I just wish my son was back to the way he used to be. What happened to my Shikamaru?&lt;br /&gt;/PRIVATE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Shikaku</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2005 21:03:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>YEH!</title>
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  <description>*already drunk* EARLFIY NEW PATY YER A THA NARA HOWS! *slings whisky*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~PD_ TEH Sashow Ashasin</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2005 06:11:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Back</title>
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  <description>Well damn, I forgot I had this. *scratches head* I&apos;m back from my trip with your mama Shika. Have you been behavin!?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Nov 2005 08:47:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My wife and son are going out of town. I&apos;ve managed to get out of it as always. *chuckles* Currently I&apos;m sitting her on Shikamaru&apos;s computer. His is faster than mine. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIIIIIIIIIIT *tries to wipe up beer he just spilled on keyboard* &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs* Ohohohoho! I found some pr0n! *starts downloading*</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 20:03:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>They Always Choose The Hard Way...</title>
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  <description>I had a talk with Shikamaru today. *rubs bridge of nose* It didn&apos;t go well.... *sighs and looks for bottle of tequila*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru walks into the kitchen to see his dad.  His eyes narrow, and he huffs with a slightly annoyed tone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku&apos;s brow furrows. &quot;Oi, Shikamaru come here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still annoyed, Shikamaru sat down at the table crossing his arms.  Never realizing how much like his father he could look.  &quot;What old man?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He laughed gruffly over his glass of beer. &quot;What&apos;s eatin ya? You look like you just lost a chess tournament to a amateur.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Interesting how you find the time now to act as a father and actually feel the need to talk to me.  I make a decision and you squash it.&quot; He said still annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s a bad decision. It&apos;s too hasty.&quot; he frowned. &quot;You usually think before you act.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I have thought.&quot; &quot;Your wife seemed to agree.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I feel you didn&apos;t tell her everything,&quot; he peered at his son over the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru rolled his eyes and huffed a strand of hair out of his face.  &quot;So I left out the part about Temari...so?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re going to get hurt because of this.&quot; He took a sip of his drink. &quot;I can feel it in my bones.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;So you don&apos;t approve of her.  You&apos;re wife is far more scary...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;BAH! It&apos;s the amazon! She&apos;s just like your mother...&quot; He shook his head and shivered at the thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice flat he said &quot;So what is the problem?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;re makeing a rash decision, Shikamaru.&quot; He closed his eyes and sighed. &quot;Never make educational decisions based on a woman.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This coming from someone who only graduated from highschool.&quot;  He paused.  &quot;Chouji and Ino are mad at me...&quot; he trailed off. His eyes averted to the wall, away from his father as he spoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh?&quot; Shikaku&apos;s brows raised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sighed heavily.  &quot;Chouji.....Chouji&apos;s ignoring me.  Ino, I made her cry...I feel like shit.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;See?&quot; He shook his head. &quot;You&apos;re loseing friends because of this. What a dope...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes shot back at his father with a death glare.  &quot;I&apos;m not a dope&quot; he huffed.  &quot;They say I&apos;m bailing on them, I&apos;m not!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You are...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His brows furrowed even deeper.  &quot;I&apos;m not....&quot; He refused to see it that way, and was stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You disappoint me...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His eyes shifted up, looking hard at his father.  His chest felt tight. As much as he disliked his father sometimes, to hear something like that completely knocked him flat on his face.  When his father was serious, it made things worse.  He opened his mouth to speak, then paused. &quot;Why do I disappoint you?&quot; he asked flatly, almost sure he knew the answer.  &quot;It&apos;s my decision.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You have deserted your friends that you&apos;ve known your entire life for a woman you&apos;ve known for maybe a little over a month. This woman is causeing you to make decisions that my Shikamaru wouldn&apos;t normally make. And look what it&apos;s done to you.&quot; He lifted his head and looked his son up and down. &quot;You&apos;re a mess.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikamaru glared at him.  Those words hit hard, harder than any punch in the face he&apos;d recieved from Sakura.  He stood up out of his seat, angry, hurt, confused and ready to cry.  He held it back and turned his back to his father before saying, &quot;Whatever, old man&quot; hurt laying thick on his words.  He just stood there, his head slightly hanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku&apos;s brow furrowed and he scratched at his neck. &quot;Maybe you should go to your room...&quot; he said gruffly. He refilled his glass and decided to sit back and drink his mind into forgetfullness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was ready to do as complied but walked out the back door instead.  Where he was going to go he didn&apos;t know.  He just couldn&apos;t stay in that house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shikaku watched his son leave the house through the back door and just sighed shakeing his head. &quot;Why do they always have to learn the hard way..&quot; With that he plopped his forehead onto the table with a thud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Shikaku Master Drunkard</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2005 13:25:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HACK</title>
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  <description>That son of my is way too troublesome... *sighs* First he&apos;s in the hospital and now he&apos;s placeing out. *holds head* I need some more drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn&apos;t sleep at all last night. Was too busy entertaining muh lady. *winks* I&apos;ll spare you the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INOICHI!!! CHOUZA!!! WHERE ARE YOU WHEN I NEED A GOOD BAR PARTY!?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2005 07:58:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>You know what? I think the Amazon hates me. She fuckin said I wouldn&apos;t be good in bed! How does she know? *grumbles and looks for sake*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi oi... these kids are growing up too fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to go to Jiraiya&apos;s theater for a bit</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Nov 2005 03:01:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>BAHAHAHHA! SHIKAMARU! HOW WAS THAT DEER COSTUME!?</description>
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