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  <title>and another one bites the dust.</title>
  <subtitle>narcoleptic menace</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>narcoleptic menace</name>
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  <updated>2009-05-07T07:53:36Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:69491</id>
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    <title>i don't think i am strong enough</title>
    <published>2004-10-03T23:26:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T07:39:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>queen and david bowie - under pressure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh yea, and as of tomorrow, I am not going to be using this journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New name: _coitus</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:69272</id>
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    <title>and i hope that, that you are happy</title>
    <published>2004-10-03T23:13:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-03T23:13:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dateline NBC.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear Bull, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;China Shop.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:69033</id>
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    <title>isn't there a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere?</title>
    <published>2004-10-02T01:05:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T07:42:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jazz jazz disco jazz.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(X) - you've done&lt;br /&gt;(_) - you haven't done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(X) been drunk&lt;br /&gt;(X) kissed a member of the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;(X) kissed a member of the same sex &lt;br /&gt;(_) crashed a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;(_) been to Japan&lt;br /&gt;(X) ridden in a taxi&lt;br /&gt;(X) been in love&lt;br /&gt;(X) been dumped&lt;br /&gt;(X) shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;(X) been fired&lt;br /&gt;(X) been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;(X) sneaked out of my parent's house&lt;br /&gt;(X) ever had a crush on someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;(X) ever dated someone of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;(X) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back&lt;br /&gt;(_) been arrested&lt;br /&gt;(X) made out with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;(X) stole something from my job&lt;br /&gt;(_) celebrated New Year's Day in time square&lt;br /&gt;(_) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(X) lied to a friend &lt;br /&gt;(X) had a crush on a teacher (*thud*)&lt;br /&gt;(_) celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans&lt;br /&gt;(_) been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;(X) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;(X) slept with a co-worker&lt;br /&gt;(X) cut myself on purpose&lt;br /&gt;(X) been married&lt;br /&gt;(_) gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;(_) had children&lt;br /&gt;(X) seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;(_) been to Africa&lt;br /&gt;(_) had a crush on one of my Livejournal friends &lt;br /&gt;(X) slapped someone I loved &lt;br /&gt;(X) driven over 400 miles to attend a show/festival/fetish ball&lt;br /&gt;(_) been to Canada &lt;br /&gt;(_) been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;(X) been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;(X) seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show&lt;br /&gt;(X) thrown up in a bar&lt;br /&gt;(_) purposely set a part of myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;(X) eaten sushi (mMmmm...)&lt;br /&gt;(_) been snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;(_) met someone in person from the internet &lt;br /&gt;(X) been moshing at a concert &lt;br /&gt;(_) had real feelings for someone you knew only online &lt;br /&gt;(X) taken partially nude/nude photos of yourself &lt;br /&gt;(X) been in an abusive relationship&lt;br /&gt;(_) been pregnant or gotten someone pregnant&lt;br /&gt;(_) lost a child&lt;br /&gt;(X) gone to college&lt;br /&gt;(_) graduated college&lt;br /&gt;(X) had sexual intercourse of any kind&lt;br /&gt;(X) tried killing yourself&lt;br /&gt;(X) taken painkillers. &lt;br /&gt;(X) intentionally burned yourself &lt;br /&gt;(X) love someone or miss someone right now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss having useless things to complain about. I guess I mean things that are useless to complain about and aren't really all that bad. Wutev.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to cut my boss. He is now convinced that I am in love with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I honestly don't know what to say to that.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and he almost got in a fight over me with the night line cook. Oh yea, I am being lusted after by a thuggedout black guy and a hairy middleeastern man. Go, go me. I am hot shit.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:68773</id>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-09-30T18:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T22:28:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T22:28:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>that woman on the food network.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, so Cingular is the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I continue service with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I am going to scream in their general direction.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:68407</id>
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    <title>Nebekanezzer Coksuckers McMighty.</title>
    <published>2004-09-30T04:34:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T04:34:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chatting noises from the living room, and my dog sighing.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tonight sucked, and is still sucking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More moving to do, and I have to pay my phone bill in the morning, or at some such time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:68135</id>
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    <title>you give me strength, even when we're apart.</title>
    <published>2004-09-26T17:49:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-26T17:49:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>better than chocolate.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocksuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was supposed to be a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:67372</id>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-09-17T20:08:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-18T00:08:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T07:44:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>something beeping in my house.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So it's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello all in LiveJournal land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a remarkably crappy day, and it made me cry and scream.&amp;nbsp; First off, I have the most evil boss in the world. He's manipulative, and sexist, and a generally horrible guy. Not to mention, he is physically violent with me. However, today he reached a new low on the crappy boss spectrum. He slapped my ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With his hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of a customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then proceeded to yell at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I, being the militant feminist that I am, must do something about said boss.&lt;br /&gt;The question is, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Call the labour board, and tell them about the unfair treatment, pay,&amp;nbsp; and sexual harassment.&lt;br /&gt;2. Report him to the IRS for tax fraud, and have him deported.&lt;br /&gt;3. Punch him in the balls my last day of work, and then do the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments, anyone?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:66174</id>
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    <title>i'm sensitive to these things and sometimes i feel like two moments and three lines could send me in</title>
    <published>2004-08-25T00:06:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-25T00:06:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>veruca salt - smoke and mirrors</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sometimes livejournal friends say things that are unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days have been weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I am keeping the journal. Even if most people don't read it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:64718</id>
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    <title>I have the themesong from lambchop stuck in my head. Fuckers.</title>
    <published>2004-08-12T20:02:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-12T20:02:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So. The last few days have been very... full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I lost some weight, due to a little starvation. Oh well. I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 10 o'clock tomorrow (Friday) night, I will have worked 58.5 hours this week. Hoo-rah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chew on that, suckas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I work with this 30-something-year-old guy who has a 3-month-old kid, and acts like he's twelve, the guy not the kid. He's an ass... and reminds me of my brother. He's great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hands smell like bleach and cigarettes. Fucking restaurant. It's great.</content>
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    <title>Answer me this...</title>
    <published>2004-08-08T08:49:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-08T08:49:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tell me:&lt;br /&gt;1. The first three things that you thought when you met me.&lt;br /&gt;2. If what you thought turned out to be true.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:63758</id>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-08-08T03:25:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-08T07:25:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-08T07:25:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>television noises.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Busted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, work was alright. Threw up because I'd eaten nothing but candy all day, and a few soy nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, ate some. Ate some more. And then the illustrious Sonny Kraus gave me a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hahaha. My fluff and stuff feels much happier now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Denny's, talked to Rylee, and she gave us the idea to go to Wal Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the bike riding, and napping in the swing, and trying on of shoes. Sonny says that I walk well in heels, and I knew it. Oh yea. I am such a girl. Oh well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a favorite Denny's person. That is so sad. I need to frequent better places. Really I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn decided to come over as I was locking my door and Sonny was waiting by my car. Silly girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was better than planned. I expected to mope, and not be in a good mood the entire day. Instead, I got to see Sonny, and I woke up cuddled into Aimee. Yes. Today was a good day.</content>
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    <title>so she says</title>
    <published>2004-08-07T18:22:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-07T18:22:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>something modest mouse.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;I just don't care anymore dear&lt;br /&gt;I just don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all there is to it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I guess.</content>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-08-02T16:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-02T20:15:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-02T20:15:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad dayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-/+ No work.&lt;br /&gt;+ Aimee time.&lt;br /&gt;- Things being stolen while having Aimee time.&lt;br /&gt;- Aimee's mom being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;- - - Nabisco dying. So random.&lt;br /&gt;+ Good soy products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad outweighs the good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;Jerky hamster Gods.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Cleanliness is next to Godliness.</title>
    <published>2004-07-31T19:12:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-31T19:12:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TV noises.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">And I, I am a goddess.</content>
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    <title>My hamster, Nabisco, keeps running into the bathroom door.</title>
    <published>2004-07-31T01:55:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-31T16:26:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bleh</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bleh.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dickswithchicks:60403</id>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-07-28T03:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T07:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-28T07:03:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sneaker pimps - six underground</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Rcknrll139: Goodnight. (see you in hell)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catholics are great.</content>
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    <title>she's green and innocent.</title>
    <published>2004-07-28T06:27:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T07:53:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>veruca salt - straight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Crazy shit. Mom and crackwhores. Long story.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-07-27T15:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-27T19:27:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-27T19:27:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's really exciting to tell your girlfriend goodnight, and know you get to see her tomorrow. That was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my new neighbor friend Kaitlyn was arrested last night for Grand Theft Auto. And it wasn't her fault, or something. I don't know. What she said was that Mike got her arrested. And well, now he's missing. And will stay missing. I think. Asuming Eric didn't kill him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I am going to go get ready for work and shit. And I will be home at fuck i have to be there at 4</content>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-07-24T22:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-25T02:39:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-25T02:39:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>veruca salt - spiderman 79</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My eyebrow keeps twitching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so so so so so so so so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two kinds of chocolate that I love. And I have them both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the shittiest day I have had in a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much bad in just a few hours.&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;And I am full with cake happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Like a real fatty.&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-07-24T05:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-24T09:14:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-24T09:14:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. It's been a long, long time since Aimee and I have talked until 5 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have to say, that was the creepiest twenty minutes I have ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incoherent Statements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you get &lt;i&gt;The Little Mermaid&lt;/i&gt;, can I have &lt;i&gt;The Beauty and the Beast&lt;/i&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;"What?"&lt;br /&gt;"For Easter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't buy a glass dildo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Salty." (We were discussing something that was not even closely related to salt, or something salty.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Yea. I don't know if that will ever happen again. No. I certainly think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she is going to hate me in about three hours. Oh well? Yes.</content>
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    <title>no more can save me, the damage is done</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T04:48:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T04:48:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bon jovi - you gice love a bad name</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/tkamhl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Georgia Ref, Book Antiqua, Garamond" size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;i&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;by Harper Lee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Perceived as a revolutionary and groundbreaking person, you have&lt;br /&gt;changed the minds of many people. While questioning the authority around you, you've&lt;br /&gt;also taken a significant amount of flack. But you've had the admirable guts to&lt;br /&gt;persevere. There's a weird guy in the neighborhood using dubious means to protect you,&lt;br /&gt;but you're pretty sure it's worth it in the end. In the end, it remains unclear to you&lt;br /&gt;whether finches and mockingbirds get along in real life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm"&gt;Book Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;a href="http://bluepyramid.org"&gt;Blue Pyramid&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>you can't dance and stay uptight.</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T01:50:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T01:50:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>80's music, yo.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We get it on most every night &lt;br /&gt;when that moon is big and bright &lt;br /&gt;its a supernatural delight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get &lt;br /&gt;everybody here is out of sight &lt;br /&gt;they dont bark and they dont bite &lt;br /&gt;they keep things loose they keep it tight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys feeling warm and bright &lt;br /&gt;its such a fine and natural sight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we like our fun and we never fight &lt;br /&gt;you cant dance and stay uptight &lt;br /&gt;its a supernatural delight &lt;br /&gt;everybody was dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys feeling warm and bright &lt;br /&gt;its such a fine and natural sight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get in on most every night &lt;br /&gt;and when that moon is big and bright &lt;br /&gt;its a supernatural delight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys feeling warm and bright &lt;br /&gt;its such a fine and natural sight &lt;br /&gt;everybodys dancing in the moonlight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is today's themesong. ROCK OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must go DANCE DANCE DANCE!</content>
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    <title>just work with it, baby  (hey come on.)</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T01:43:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T03:00:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>eighties music mutha fucka</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What's good for making you feel better after a really shitty day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to good eighties songs and dancing until your sides hurt, then dancing some more.</content>
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    <title>dickswithchicks @ 2004-07-19T19:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T23:35:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T23:35:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>eighties music.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Chimichanga doesn't love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Cigarette: About 6 oclock.&lt;br /&gt;Last Alcoholic Drink: Tenth grade. &lt;br /&gt;Last Car Ride: This evening.&lt;br /&gt;Last Kiss: 7 July. But if you count Sonny kissing me on the cheek, it was a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Last Good Cry: 7 July.&lt;br /&gt;Last Library Book: Something by John Saul.&lt;br /&gt;Last book bought: I don't really remember. I think it was For Whom the Bell Tolls.&lt;br /&gt;Last Book Read: The Heart is a Lonely Hunter - Carson McCullers.&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Seen in Theatres: Mean Girls, with Aimee and Laura.&lt;br /&gt;Last Movie Rented: If These Walls Could Talk 2&lt;br /&gt;Last Cuss Word Uttered: Fucking Hell.&lt;br /&gt;Last Beverage Drank: Water. Nice pure water.&lt;br /&gt;Last Food Consumed: One minute pasta. &lt;br /&gt;Last Crush: Aimee. Since October.&lt;br /&gt;Last Phone Call: Aimee at 8:00 this morning, because Publix is the devil. &lt;br /&gt;Last TV Show Watched: No idea. Probably, Law and Order.&lt;br /&gt;Last Time Showered: Twenty minutes ago. &lt;br /&gt;Last Shoes Worn: Fuzzy slippers.&lt;br /&gt;Last CD Played: Helper - Super Catchy&lt;br /&gt;Last Item Bought: Gasoline, if that counts. Before that, 20 ounces of Mountain Dewy goodness.&lt;br /&gt;Last Download: Frank Sinatra - Blue Moon&lt;br /&gt;Last Annoyance: Fred Hulet.&lt;br /&gt;Last Disappointment: Barb scaring me out of my mind, when she said I couldn't stay in her house, but then she changed her mind.&lt;br /&gt;Last Soda Drank: Mountain Dew.&lt;br /&gt;Last Thing Written: Mountain Dew.&lt;br /&gt;Last Key Used: My house key.&lt;br /&gt;Last Words Spoken: "I know there's something going on".&lt;br /&gt;Last Sleep: This morning, until my alarm clock went off.&lt;br /&gt;Last Ice Cream Eaten: Uhm... Something in June... Then I went to the park. That time.&lt;br /&gt;Last Chair Sat In: This one?&lt;br /&gt;Last Webpage Visited: Livejournal. [/sad]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long day today. Long work day. Long driving home. Long stay at FCCJ. Long everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't the sucky things be short?</content>
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    <title>I adore you.</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T01:26:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T01:26:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>what aimee is playing over the phone.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think my girlfriend has lost her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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