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[12 Mar 2003|11:07pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

Again with the 'honey... I'm ovulating' song and dance. Damnit woman, I'm not 50 anymore! Daddy can't get his boys to go out and play as easily as he could a few years ago, heheheheh.

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[18 Sep 2002|11:54pm]
[ mood | happy ]


Britney Spears and Jenna Jamison.

Two names that make the world a much nicer place. Heheheheheh

Hey Baby, we miss you more and more each day! I can't believe it's already been a week since you went on tour. It feels more like a year!

As expected, Saki has been feeling a little melancholy these past few days. I knew she wouldn't be able to stand being separated from you for so long, but she's a tough cookie like her Mama. She'll learn to cope like the rest of us do.

We love you lots!

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[16 Sep 2002|12:00am]
[ mood | content ]

Well these past few days certainly have been challenging. Mother's condition isn't worsening, so I suppose that could be considered good news...

And Saki-chan. A little bundle of energy she is! I am grateful beyond words that Midori is still here with us to watch over her. I don't think I have the energy to keep up with her anymore, even if I didn't have my mother to worry about.

I'm a bit worried though. Midori wanted to take her little sister out shopping so I lent her my Visa card under the assumption that she's a responsible girl and wouldn't go overboard with it.

She came back 2 hours later with 2 bags filled with toys and other objects that young girls like... heh. Can't say I blame her too much. 'Lil Saki is quite the charmer, after all. I'm much happier putting a smile on her sweet little face while letting her mother be the disciplinarian of the house.

We miss you, Baby!!! (And I'm not just saying that because I'm in serious risk of going into credit card debt without you here to keep me from spoiling my little Kitten rotten).

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[12 Sep 2002|08:01pm]
[ mood | hungry ]

Well, I promised Noriko that I would keep her updated on how things are going with me and Saki-chan and the rest of the family while she's on tour, so here is my first installment.

Day 1 Without Mommy:

Saki-chan's doing fine. Better than fine actually. She's been happier than a clam since you gave her that electronic broomstick that vibrates.

A vibrating toy that kids pretend to ride on... Good God! She won't get off that thing until she's 35!! What were you thinking?

I need to go and prepare dinner now. The special tonight will be a lovely cut of filet mignon with macaroni and cheese and steamed carrots on the side. Do you think she'll eat that? Kids are so hard to feed these days...

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[10 Sep 2002|10:21pm]
[ mood | worried ]

Well, the case has been dropped. I suppose that's good news. I must admit that I haven't been paying much attention to that. I've been preoccupied with other matters lately. Taking care of my invalid mother for one. Feeding her foods that have been mashed into a liquidy pulp, wiping off her chin when she spits half of what goes into her mouth out, or helping her change when she invariably vomits up what little food she managed to swallow... Changing her diapers, rocking her nerve-wracked body until she calms down enough to fall asleep...

Thank goodness that my daughter moved in with me to give me a hand. At least this way, I'm able to get some sleep. And now that the case has been dropped, I can go back to work without having to worry about getting a nurse hired on such short notice. At least for now. Midori is only 22 years old. She should be out enjoying her life, not sitting around cleaning up after old people.

And amidst all the chaos of the past few days, I neglected to call my Baby. She wasn't too thrilled to hear my voice, and then when I told her why I didn't get around to calling, she chewed me out for keeping something so important from her. Heh, I think she was more upset about my mother's illness than the lawsuit...

We're going out to dinner, since these are the last few nights we can spend together as a family before she goes off on tour. Our daughter will be staying with me, we decided that it would be best to keep her in school instead of hire a tutor to travel with them, and we don't want to disrupt her ice skating and piano lessons. I'm worried though, this is the first time that mother and daughter will be separated for a prolonged period of time... This is going to be quite a memorable experience, I'm sure.

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[06 Sep 2002|10:53pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

It's probably for the best that fate has chosen to let me hit rock bottom at this point in my life.

Having to maintain your innocence to the scores of media whores camped outside of your house 24/7, all while being unable to reach your wife to even attempt to explain everything that is going on, is pretty damn trying.

Add to that the fact that your 85 year old mother just suffered a massive stroke and can't move the left half of her body anymore, and I really don't see how life can get any worse than this.

Which is good. There's nowhere to go but up at this point.

I'm thinking of bringing her home with me when she's discharged from the hospital. At the very least it'll give me something to do other than sit at home and feel sorry for myself...

I should try calling my wife again.

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[04 Sep 2002|06:34pm]
[ mood | numb ]

Well it would appear that I've managed to fuck everything up yet again.

One of my students that I had last semester is filing sexual harassment charges against me. Apparently, she wasn't happy with the less than stellar C+ I gave her in that course.

My wife isn't speaking to me right now. She took Saki-chan and left... I don't know where they went.

I can't say I blame her. I'd leave me too if I found out that my spouse was taking advantage of an 18 year old kid in exchange for a decent mark on a literature final. She has a history with this type of thing...

Noriko... my Baby, my second chance. The first time around, I married a girl who had lived next door to me pretty much all my childhood. We got married while I was in graduate school, and eventually built a family around 2 kids and a couple cats, just like any typical family...

We were happy. Though the feeling of passion began to dull over the years, I loved her. I respected her and thought of her as my best friend...

Then I went and ruined everything we worked to create. Friendship wasn't enough for me. I wanted more. I wanted the fiery passion. I wanted to feel desire, to feel like I was desired in return, and since my marriage wasn't able to fulfill that need, I sought it elsewhere...

In the arms of a 20 year old girl who, even to this day, means everything to me. My Noriko.

Needless to say, she found out. And she left me. Things have been tense between us since. Hell, I'm pretty sure that my older girls still haven't forgiven me for shattering the family we once were.

And so the last time I spoke with my one-time best friend was at our daughter's wedding 6 years ago.

So here I am today, alone again, my wife gone with nothing more that a hastily packed suitcase and our little girl...

Damn, Karma sure can be a bitch, can't it?

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[31 Aug 2002|11:35pm]
[ mood | good ]

Aah, it's good to be back home, and just in time for the new semester at the university. Though it seems like I missed a lot while we were away. My Baby's going on tour again, apparently. I wonder if she's going to take Saki-chan with her?

*lonesome sigh*

Oh well, this comes with the territory of being a rock and roll husband, I suppose.

all this cat talk has me thinkingCollapse )

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[05 Aug 2002|10:51pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

I took my wife out to celebrate her 29th birthday, though she really didn't seem like she was in the mood to celebrate today.

Well I was determined to change her mood! No matter what it took.

We dropped Saki-chan off at Nami's house (my oldest daughter), figuring that since I planned on making a night of this, I wanted Saki to be with family, and not her regular babysitter. Besides that, she loves playing with her niece and nephew.

But first, we let Saki-chan give Mommy her birthday present first, a very elegant Feather Boa Yes, it may seem a little tacky, but cute Saki-chan has so much fun with hers when she plays dress up that she just had to get one for Mommy too. Noriko didn't miss a beat as she kissed our young child on her cheek and mentioned something about how she couldn't wait to show the pretty pink boa to Uncle Tohma.

and then it was Daddy's turn to give his presentCollapse )

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[05 Aug 2002|09:50am]
[ mood | horny ]


A half a bottle of Zinfandel and a Barry White album later, and I think I'm pleased with how my Baby's birthday gift turned out.

It's a love letter. I am going to have this embossed in a plate of 24 karat gold, and will present it to her tonight when I take her out to eat at her favorite Mexican restaurant. Nothing like a few sappy words and a romantic, muy caliente dinner to get a lady to warm up to you, after all, heheheh...


My Darling Wife,

Allow me to be straight with you. You're only in my mind on 2 occasions:

24 hours a day
7 days a week

You are my heart, my soul, my everything. No matter how many years pass, despite any errant strands of grey, tiny lines blemishing your perfect face, or even the varicose veins that will one day decorate your creamy thighs, you will always be the hot little piece of ass that I met and got drunk with that night of your 20th birthday.

Oh and what a birthday that was. Damn, Baby! Thinking back to that makes me want to make mad, passionate love to you. I want to do it to you nice and slow, just the way you like it. Doggy style.

I sometimes think back to what a lucky old coot I was to have met you, true, you were so different then, and yet here we are 9 years later, and to me, you're still the same delicate little flower who took me home drunk that one night. Sure, you're a few years older, no longer a clumsy girl with a glint of sadness and lonliness in those pretty brown eyes. Now every morning I wake up next to a woman, graceful, refined, the kind of maternal goddess that the ancients worshipped in days of yore.

That is what you are to me, and this is all I ever need.

My Love,
My Flower,
My Goddess.



I think I'll buy her some diamond earrings as well, just in case she doesn't appreciate this gesture. Women are strange like that. You can never predict how they'll react to these things!

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[01 Aug 2002|12:27pm]
[ mood | frustrated ]

So I had a meeting with a female TA a few moments ago, when the strangest thing happened. As she stood up to leave, she 'accidentally' dropped her pen. Then she bent over at the waist to pick it up, giving me a perfect view down that loose-fitting tanktop she wore. A pink-lacy bra decorating those pert little breasts... Heheheheh... If I didn't know any better, I'd say she was coming onto me. Ah if I could only be young again. These young bastards just don't realize how good they have it!

But I wanted to mention that it truly breaks my heart to see what young and otherwise intelligent women would do just to get ahead in this world... Even if she was coming onto me, I was going to have none of that behavior! Being the ethical and responsible professor I am, I promptly scolded her on that and warned her that any other man in my situation would interpret her actions as anything other than an innocent mistake, and press her to follow through on her being a tease.

I just don't understand women. Why do they think that their reason for existence is to only be as attractive and desirable as possible? My first wife was the same way, never happy about her appearance, despite all the reassurance I gave her. My two older daughters are always on these crack diets, thinking they're too fat. They're both gorgeous! And I'm not just saying that because I look at them through a father's eyes. But there's always a little self-loathing going on with those two, and nothing I say seems to have any effect.

And now my darling Noriko is acting melancholy, brooding over her appearance and pretty much avoiding being intimate with me. She won't wear the cute nighty I bought for her last month! She complains that it only draws attention to the stretch marks that she developed when carrying Saki-chan. I don't understand... I think they're adorable! And she never minded before when I called them our little 'roadmap of love'

I wonder if it has anything to do with her upcoming birthday? Which reminds me, I still have to work on her present! Hopefully when she sees that, it'll break her out of her minor funk...

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[22 Jul 2002|09:02pm]
[ mood | proud ]

Well look here, I went ahead and set up a journal for my little Kitten: lil_saki_ukai

Of course, I thought she was too young to be interested in this sort of thing, but then she put on this adorable little face, like a sad puppy who had its favorite toy snatched away, and heck, I can never say no her when she gets like that! Damn this cursed weakness of mine!

Anyway, its a good thing that her mother wasn't here when I set it up. I can only imagine the tongue lashing that I would get for being too lenient with her. I wish she's cut me some slack every once in a while, though. She knows that I'm a weakling for a cute face!


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[22 Jul 2002|12:44pm]
[ mood | peaceful ]

Hello, Ukai here. I figured that I should sign up for one of these trendy little things. I've heard my female students gush about this service for months, and imagine my surprise when I hear from my lovely wife that she has been keeping one as well. So I figure, what the hell, I'm a cool 'cat', I should get one of these as well, you know, see what my little flower has been up to. Heheh, just kidding, Dear.

Its going to be a busy day today, so I must run. I'm hitting the golf course with some colleagues, and then I need to drop off Saki-chan at her piano lesson. Farewell for now!


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