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  <title>White Rabbit's Diary</title>
  <subtitle>follow me...</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kaza</name>
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  <updated>2007-12-21T14:19:12Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:3868</id>
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    <title>kaza_x @ 2007-12-21T20:11:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-21T14:18:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-21T14:19:12Z</updated>
    <category term="test"/>
    <lj:music>Kanye West vs.  Daft Punk - Stronger (dirty version)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://trinixy.ru/2007/12/12/skaner_vashego_serdca.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://trinixy.ru/mpics/10/glavnaya.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Ваш выбор символизирует человека, который мог бы вам понравиться в реальной жизненной ситуации.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Лошадь - Безудержный, свободолюбивый и свободный.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Ваш выбор символизирует впечатление, которые вы хотите произвести на человека.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Лошадь - Оптимизм.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Ваш выбор символизирует поведение, которое заставило бы порвать отношения с вашим партнером (любимым человеком).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Змея - Ваш партнер слишком эмоционален и постоянно не в настроении и вы не знаете как с этим бороться.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Ваш выбор символизирует вид отношений, которые бы вы хотели иметь с вашим партнером (любимым человеком).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Птица - Ваша цель - долговременные отношения.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Ваш выбор показывает смогли бы вы совершить измену.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Человек - Вероятнее всего, что нет.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Ваш выбор демонстрирует ваше отношение к браку.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Белый тигр - Для вас брак - это нечто драгоценное, когда вы поженитесь,вы будете высоко ценить брак и вашу вторую половинку.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Ваш выбор демонстрирует ваше отношение к любви.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Голубь - Для вас любовь - это равноправное отношение для двоих.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:3836</id>
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    <title>to have faith</title>
    <published>2007-12-14T10:53:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-14T11:08:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>heart beats</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Hidden volcano&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;font size="2"&gt;Reprise* 1.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How much faith it is needed to carry out "the unbearable lightness of being"?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How much truth does it take to stay the same man?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How could it possible be easy to forget the dark?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;How could any be living without hope for a dawn?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  ...&lt;br /&gt;(K)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;*In music a &lt;b&gt;reprise&lt;/b&gt; is the repetition or return of the opening material later in a composition ,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;though it originally (18th century) was simply any repeated section,such as is indicated by&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;beginning and ending repeat signs. I use the word to show the "second-handness" of all thoughts&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;that run through my mind, and have zillions of times ran in the minds of people before me and&lt;/i&gt; after.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;p style="font-size: 10px; text-align: right;"&gt;Метки technorati:&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/poem" rel="tag"&gt;poem&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thoughts" rel="tag"&gt;thoughts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/Hidden" rel="tag"&gt;Hidden&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/volcano" rel="tag"&gt;volcano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-size: 8px;"&gt;Создано в &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" title="Flock" target="_new"&gt;Flock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:3519</id>
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    <title>To be a better (bigger) man!</title>
    <published>2007-11-15T09:11:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-15T09:19:02Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Craig David - Rise and Fall</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;There are two ways of how to become a &lt;strong&gt;better&lt;/strong&gt; (bigger) man.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;First&lt;/i&gt; is to do no harm, or at least not to intend a harm. Its an inward oriented way of transfromation. This I believe can be done through reading and getting other knowledge to develop your soul. &lt;i&gt;Second&lt;/i&gt; way is to start changing yourself from outside. This is about appearance. Not that I was concerned about fashion and attractiveness, but rather how to keep my lifestyle comfortable and my appearance suitable to my inner feelings. &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Thats why I decided to pay an extra attention on gaining weight. I will work hard on this task, and from the short history of my life I realize how hard it's going to be, as I never was a hard-eater. I hope that two things will help me to succeed: first, is that the climate of Astana is pro-weight-gaining, it is severely cold here in winter, which will last seven months until May; and second is that there are not many attractions here and "the most fun the men can have without taking his clothes off" is EATING!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/00007b35/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/00007b35/s320x240" width="218" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;ps. it would be nice to have some advice about how to put on weight, esp. from people who have succeeded in it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Admin/%D0%E0%E1%EE%F7%E8%E9%20%F1%F2%EE%EB/000_girl_eating_apple.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:10px;text-align:right;"&gt;&amp;#x41C;&amp;#x435;&amp;#x442;&amp;#x43A;&amp;#x438; technorati:&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/thoughts" rel="tag"&gt;thoughts&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/eating" rel="tag"&gt;eating&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/weight" rel="tag"&gt;weight&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/diary" rel="tag"&gt;diary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-size: 8px"&gt;&amp;#x421;&amp;#x43E;&amp;#x437;&amp;#x434;&amp;#x430;&amp;#x43D;&amp;#x43E; &amp;#x432; &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" title="Flock" target="_new"&gt;Flock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:3314</id>
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    <title>week-end in Ata</title>
    <published>2007-11-13T12:31:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-13T12:40:10Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>2pac - Ghetto Gospel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;"its been a hard days, baby! yeah i've been working like a dog..."&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;this song does not apply to me directly. at least not the second part. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;this was a hell of a week-end! me returning back to native city for a short stay and having to meet soooooo many guys and to be at my sister's wedding first of all! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;it started with the corporate party on Thu that lasted long after midnight. The next day I had a half-day work and then got on a plane to Ata. I brought a snow on the wings of the plane, and it was first time snowing there. So, all night I've been walking around the streets, chatting with my friends and discovering new decoration of the city's old corners.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Sat was all about wedding ceremony, meeting relatives and friends, drinking and toasting and then drinking more. and later in the evening it was drinking and dancing session, and looking after those who had enough, and those who hadn't any and wasn't happy about it. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/00006dtf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/00006dtf/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;morning found me got up early and wandering around, packing my bags and repacking my boxes with books that have recently arrived from japan. then i managed to meet more friends and have a nice dinner with my family in its extended edition, as my cousins came along. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;when i finally got my body into the plane and heasded back i was satisfied in one hand, and full enough in the other, so i refused to eat and had a nice bottle of local beer instead. and that was the end of the little journey on the week-end. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-size:10px;text-align:right;"&gt;&amp;#x41C;&amp;#x435;&amp;#x442;&amp;#x43A;&amp;#x438; technorati:&lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/ata" rel="tag"&gt;ata&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/almaty" rel="tag"&gt;almaty&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/week-end" rel="tag"&gt;week-end&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://technorati.com/tag/wedding" rel="tag"&gt;wedding&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right; font-size: 8px"&gt;&amp;#x421;&amp;#x43E;&amp;#x437;&amp;#x434;&amp;#x430;&amp;#x43D;&amp;#x43E; &amp;#x432; &lt;a href="http://www.flock.com/blogged-with-flock" title="Flock" target="_new"&gt;Flock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Going to Ata after 3 months of a new life</title>
    <published>2007-11-09T06:13:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-09T06:28:18Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>noise of air-conditioning</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;In 3 hours is my flight to Ata. Haven't been there since I left in August. I spent there only 2 weeks after 2 years being abroad, and that wasn't enough. 2 years, 2 weeks and now 3 month. Time passes by, lots of things happened. In the end there is only me, without homesickness, but feeling excited of a tight schedule of meetings and chattings. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Thesis writing drawbacks</title>
    <published>2007-05-29T06:36:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-29T06:36:36Z</updated>
    <category term="sleep test"/>
    <lj:music>news by "Khabar.kz"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="4" cellspacing="0" border="0" style="border:1px solid #FC6E32;"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background:#FC6E32; color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Насколько сильно вы не высыпаетесь&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background:#F5D7BD; color:#000000; padding:16px;"&gt;25 баллов из 34&lt;br&gt;На этом уровне недосыпа вам грозят серьезные неприятности. Помимо того, что вы громоздите ошибку на ошибке в работе, вы еще перестаете интересоваться не только ей, но и многими вещами в жизни. Вам не хочется ни с кем подолгу разговаривать. Вам кажется, что все фильмы стали плохими, телепередачи - глупыми, а книги и музыка - нудными и пустыми.&lt;br /&gt;В таком состоянии велика вероятность несчастного случая, попадания а аварию, ожогов и порезов. Возникает комплекс неуверенности в себе, чувство собственной никчемности и ненужности, а это уже практически депрессия, которую просто сном уже можно и не вылечить.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background:#FC6E32; color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a style="color:#FFFFFF;" href="http://www.sexorama.ru/test.php?test=6" target="_blank"&gt;take a test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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    <title>find me online</title>
    <published>2007-05-06T08:47:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-06T10:13:36Z</updated>
    <category term="me skype status"/>
    <lj:music>Nina Simone - Sinnerman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Here you can find some photos that I took during the last two years. Enjoy and don`t hesitate to leave your comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="10" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com"&gt;www.&lt;strong style="color:#3993ff"&gt;flick&lt;span style="color:#ff1c92"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="10" border="0"&gt;

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&lt;td width="10"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaza-x/sets/72157594516763965/"&gt;&lt;img alt="KaZa_X&amp;#39;s TempEx* - Okinawa and Sakura photoset" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/150/buddyicons/27503460@N00.jpg?1170479626" align="left" width="48" height="48"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;KaZa_X's &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kaza-x/sets/72157594516763965/"&gt;TempEx* - Okinawa and Sakura&lt;/a&gt; photoset&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all folks who want to have a real-time chat with me, here is my status in Skype and you can contact me through that link directly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="skype:rising_sun_84?call"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mystatus.skype.com/balloon/rising_sun_84" style="border: none;" width="150" height="60" alt="My status" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Kazakh Steppe</title>
    <published>2007-04-22T15:44:29Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-22T15:44:29Z</updated>
    <category term="steppe nature paradox"/>
    <lj:music>Buena Vist Social Club - Chan Chan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I always wonder why people choose to see only "beautiful" sides of our lives, even though it doesn't look natural. Why do we usually prefer the sunny images to ones that were shot in a rainy days. Most of the photos were made in warm seasons, rather than cold, or at daytime, rather than night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; Simple review of the limited sample of the LJ users shows proves this observation. In contrast today I want to post images which, as I think, have more simple and therefore natural beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt; And of course I find this pictures beautiful because they remind me of the most beloved place - Kazakh steppe - wide as an Ocean, the kingdom of Freedom, where thoughts spread without any limits, competing with the sight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/00005axr/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/8126/06092125astana203am3.jpg" width="600" height="400" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/000026f9/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img361.imageshack.us/img361/3149/2125astana006pt8.jpg" width="600" height="400" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/000034hz/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/6741/06092125astana014mz5.jpg" width="600" height="400" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/00004cgs/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img235.imageshack.us/img235/3231/2125astana202gm9.jpg" width="600" height="400" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:1957</id>
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    <title>1/2</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T18:42:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-11T10:00:54Z</updated>
    <category term="tourist story kaza_x"/>
    <lj:music>Irfan Makki - Maghrib</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/6623/osaka2ma8.jpg" width="200" height="260" alt="Shopping arcade" align="right" hspace="10" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shopping&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm a tourist without any doubts. I like everything shining and am taking stupid photos of a fake culture. I'm happy. This street is well-known for being the longest shopping arcade in Japan - 2.6 kilometer! All the way the same shops and sushi-fastfood restaurants. In the corner I see the guy shouting loud that today is the happiest day for his customers. I believe this should be the unhappiest day for the shop-owner. Coming closer see the "500" sign and the "Everything" written below it. Inside there is a crowd of after-50 women and around-70 men. I'm the youngest customer this shop had seen in ages. Being a tourist I need to go in and see what cultural secrets this shop hides - I found the will to buy cheap and not necessary stuff, which is a universal quality of Mr.Customer whereever he sees the sign "Sale". I'm going out of the shop leaving there Y2,000 and carrying in my bag 4 neckties manufactured in China. I'm satisfied. I'm a tourist without any doubts.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capsule hotel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There is something suspicious about all these gambling places in Japan. Its like the safety of the heaven is not absolute and you are just about to prove it. The hotel I was looking for is the first capsule hotel appeared in Japan, and therefore in the whole world. Historical date is 1979. Taking elevator to the 4th floor, changing to slippers, filling the blanks at the reception, paying Y2,700 and getting the locker keys. I'm in. Three floors and about 300 beds - soon this hotel will serve its #3,000,000th customer. Getting into my cell 3105, not turning on TV, turning off the light and trying to sleep. Catching the last thought of the day - "The hell was created so people would appreciate the heaven".&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:1747</id>
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    <title>0/2</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T18:37:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T18:39:15Z</updated>
    <category term="tourist story kaza_x"/>
    <lj:music>Nirvana - Scentless Apprentice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/1616/osaka1ts3.jpg" width="260" height="200" alt="Airport" align="left" hspace="10" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Airport&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finally the plane took off the grounds of Kansai airport - last wonder of this amazing nation, that wins the nature without fighting  - and the plane headed towards Kazakhstan. My parents and my nephew after 2 weeks spent in Japan left me.&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed my bag and trying to hold the cough marched to the bus station, where limousine was waiting for me to take to the central station of Osaka. I was dreaming of good sleep for last 5 days, but once i got into the bus the cough went stronger and passengers - mainly caucasian tourists starred at my asian face looking for the symptoms of SARS. My desire for sleep dissolved.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hotel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No check-in. It's my second day here. Enjoying the room for three person all alone. "Such a waste..." - the last daring thought before falling into sleep.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:1519</id>
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    <title>joined one more community</title>
    <published>2007-02-20T06:36:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-20T06:36:02Z</updated>
    <category term="imagini internet2.0 new"/>
    <lj:music>Drew Sidora - Till the Dawn (OST - Step Up, 2006)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Each of the Internet users has at least once been subscribed as a member to some virtual community. The most popular are MySpace, H!5, Facebook.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, today I've joined one more, with interesting idea behind they way it works. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever heard of the gadget that once was popular in Japan. The tool with the size of "tomagochi" toy, accumulates information describing your personality and exchanges this information with the same gadgets of other people. When the perfect match is found, it beeps you, so you can that this is the "right" person. I don't know why this tool of communication haven't spread globally, but the idea is definitely alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the application of this idea in the Internet 2.0 environment to be promising. Maybe you also will be interested in testing it. Once you've done, please feel free to post your results in the comments below. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Invalid video URL.	&lt;div style="text-align:center; width:340px;height:25px;margin-top:0px; border-top:1px solid rgb(150,150,150);background-color:rgb(0,0,0);padding:5px 0 0 0; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://networking.imagini.blueorange.co.uk/vdna.php?uid=2935-9173&amp;amp;srv=iwebcl6" style="color:rgb(255,255,255)"&gt;Read my VisualDNA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10px;color:#cccccc"&gt;&amp;trade;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;a href="http://dna.imagini.net/friends/" style="color:rgb(255,255,255) "&gt;Get your own VisualDNA&amp;trade;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:1250</id>
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    <title>Dad's B'day</title>
    <published>2007-02-10T15:05:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-10T16:34:07Z</updated>
    <category term="birthday dad family"/>
    <lj:music>Phoenix - Too Young</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/00001ker/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/kaza_x/pic/00001ker/s320x240" width="320" height="217" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;   This day, 60 years ago my dad was born. 60 years is not a long time, comparing to the history of universe. You could probably say its just a blink. As for me it means that 60 years ago my Universe was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I read somewhere that child loves his parents more than the parent could love his child. The reason that was stated is that child doesn't have any prior life knowledge when he meets his father and mother, whereas parents already have lived before they had a baby. I don't know if its the real reason. The way I see it - parents' love to their children is growing as the time goes by and culminates when the active phase of the life has passed. Child, I think loves parents from the beginning, but as he gets to know the world and new things he starts his own journey, and inevitably his connection with parents gets weaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   At the same time I heard one saying that struck me with its boldness: "When you are 10 you listen to your father, when you are 20 you refuse to listen to him, but in 30 you turn back for his advice". I find people who have the option to turn back in 30 to their fathers very lucky. I wish my dad to be around when I will need him.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>LLD vs. MD</title>
    <published>2007-02-04T15:12:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-04T15:40:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Panic! at the Disco - Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font: Courier; font-size: 15px; color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of people who chose to become Lawyers and Doctors. Both professions are crucial for societies and person's lives. But when these two serious professions meet in person some very funny dialogues can be recorded. So, this i dedicate to all future lawyers and medical officers. Smile! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330066;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: ALL your  responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS:  &lt;i&gt; Oral. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Are you  qualified to give a urine sample?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS:  &lt;i&gt; Huh? &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Were you present  when your picture was taken?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: &lt;i&gt; Would you repeat the  question? &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Can you  describe the individual?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS:  He was about medium height and had a  beard.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: &lt;i&gt; Was this a male or a  female? &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: She had three  children, right?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS:  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How many were boys?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS:  None.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: &lt;i&gt; Were there any  girls? &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Now doctor,  isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it  until the next morning?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: &lt;i&gt; Did you actually pass the bar  exam? &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Doctor, how many of  your autopsies have you performed on dead people?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: &lt;i&gt; All my autopsies  are performed on dead  people.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Do you recall the  time that you examined the body?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: The autopsy started around 8:30  p.m.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: &lt;i&gt; No, he was  sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy on  him! &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check  for a pulse?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood  pressure?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS:  No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure,  Doctor?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a  jar.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: But could the patient have still been alive,  nevertheless?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: &lt;i&gt; Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law. &lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kaza_x:754</id>
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    <title>Nostalgia for Last Summer</title>
    <published>2007-02-03T16:50:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-03T17:56:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Verve - Don't Look Back in Anger</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27503460@N00/378052417/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/188/378052417_f67418e021.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/27503460@N00/378052417/"&gt;Almaty_004&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/27503460@N00/"&gt;KaZa_X&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	There have been a lot ot deeds since Summer2006, but indeed the good time is hardly forgetable. So i do recall all the late-night-going-outs with my boys, bbq's and chilly-mountain-swimming-pools. And this special photo is a highly-concentrated tune, or the last and the most full accord of the symphony that once i've performed in the dry summer of 2006.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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