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  <title>and another one bites the dust.</title>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2004 23:26:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i don&apos;t think i am strong enough</title>
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  <description>Oh yea, and as of tomorrow, I am not going to be using this journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New name: _coitus</description>
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  <lj:music>queen and david bowie - under pressure</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">queen and david bowie - under pressure</media:title>
  <lj:mood>if you say so.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Oct 2004 23:13:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>and i hope that, that you are happy</title>
  <link>http://dickswithchicks.livejournal.com/69272.html</link>
  <description>Dear Bull, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely, &lt;br /&gt;China Shop.</description>
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  <lj:music>Dateline NBC.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Dateline NBC.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>a life of joy and peace</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Oct 2004 01:05:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>isn&apos;t there a kitten stuck up a tree somewhere?</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(X) - you&apos;ve done&lt;br /&gt;(_) - you haven&apos;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&apos;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&apos;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&apos;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&apos;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&apos;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&apos;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.</description>
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  <lj:music>jazz jazz disco jazz.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">jazz jazz disco jazz.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>whoa.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2004 22:28:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Okay, so Cingular is the devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;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.</description>
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  <lj:music>that woman on the food network.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">that woman on the food network.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>grr.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Sep 2004 04:34:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nebekanezzer Coksuckers McMighty.</title>
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  <description>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.</description>
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  <lj:music>Chatting noises from the living room, and my dog sighing.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Chatting noises from the living room, and my dog sighing.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>bleh</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Sep 2004 17:49:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you give me strength, even when we&apos;re apart.</title>
  <link>http://dickswithchicks.livejournal.com/68135.html</link>
  <description>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.</description>
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  <lj:music>better than chocolate.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">better than chocolate.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>disgruntled</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Sep 2004 00:08:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So it&apos;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&apos;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?</description>
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  <lj:music>something beeping in my house.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">something beeping in my house.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>agitated</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2004 00:06:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m sensitive to these things and sometimes i feel like two moments and three lines could send me in</title>
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  <description>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&apos;t read it.</description>
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  <lj:music>veruca salt - smoke and mirrors</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">veruca salt - smoke and mirrors</media:title>
  <lj:mood>whoa</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2004 20:02:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have the themesong from lambchop stuck in my head. Fuckers.</title>
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  <description>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&apos;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&apos;s twelve, the guy not the kid. He&apos;s an ass... and reminds me of my brother. He&apos;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&apos;s great.</description>
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  <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">nothing</media:title>
  <lj:mood>how the fuck do you think I feel?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 08:49:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Answer me this...</title>
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  <description>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.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 07:25:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;Busted.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, work was alright. Threw up because I&apos;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&apos;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&apos;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.</description>
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  <lj:music>television noises.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">television noises.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>awake</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2004 18:22:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>so she says</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;I just don&apos;t care anymore dear&lt;br /&gt;I just don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;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.</description>
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  <lj:music>something modest mouse.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">something modest mouse.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>whatever</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Aug 2004 20:15:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>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&apos;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=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;Jerky hamster Gods.&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 19:12:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Cleanliness is next to Godliness.</title>
  <link>http://dickswithchicks.livejournal.com/61153.html</link>
  <description>And I, I am a goddess.</description>
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  <lj:music>TV noises.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">TV noises.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>amazing.</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 01:55:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My hamster, Nabisco, keeps running into the bathroom door.</title>
  <link>http://dickswithchicks.livejournal.com/60755.html</link>
  <description>Bleh.</description>
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  <lj:music>bleh</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">bleh</media:title>
  <lj:mood>bleh</lj:mood>
  <lj:security>public</lj:security>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2004 07:03:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>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.</description>
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  <lj:music>sneaker pimps - six underground</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">sneaker pimps - six underground</media:title>
  <lj:mood>muahhahahahahaha</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2004 06:27:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>she&apos;s green and innocent.</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;Crazy shit. Mom and crackwhores. Long story.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>veruca salt - straight</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">veruca salt - straight</media:title>
  <lj:mood>ahh</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2004 19:27:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;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&apos;t her fault, or something. I don&apos;t know. What she said was that Mike got her arrested. And well, now he&apos;s missing. And will stay missing. I think. Asuming Eric didn&apos;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</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Jul 2004 02:39:46 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>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;:)</description>
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  <lj:music>veruca salt - spiderman 79</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">veruca salt - spiderman 79</media:title>
  <lj:mood>blugh</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2004 09:14:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wow. It&apos;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;&quot;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;?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;For Easter.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Don&apos;t buy a glass dildo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Salty.&quot; (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&apos;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.</description>
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  <lj:music>silence</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">silence</media:title>
  <lj:mood>disturbed</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2004 04:48:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>no more can save me, the damage is done</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://bluepyramid.org/ia/tkamhl.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Georgia Ref, Book Antiqua, Garamond&quot; size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re &lt;i&gt;To Kill a Mockingbird&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;by Harper Lee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&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&apos;ve&lt;br /&gt;also taken a significant amount of flack. But you&apos;ve had the admirable guts to&lt;br /&gt;persevere. There&apos;s a weird guy in the neighborhood using dubious means to protect you,&lt;br /&gt;but you&apos;re pretty sure it&apos;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=&quot;2&quot; face=&quot;Times New Roman&quot;&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href=&quot;http://bluepyramid.org/ia/bquiz.htm&quot;&gt;Book Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the &lt;a href=&quot;http://bluepyramid.org&quot;&gt;Blue Pyramid&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>bon jovi - you gice love a bad name</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">bon jovi - you gice love a bad name</media:title>
  <lj:mood>fucking crazy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2004 01:50:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you can&apos;t dance and stay uptight.</title>
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  <description>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&apos;s themesong. ROCK OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must go DANCE DANCE DANCE!</description>
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  <lj:music>80&apos;s music, yo.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">80&apos;s music, yo.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>dancing</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2004 01:43:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>just work with it, baby  (hey come on.)</title>
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  <description>What&apos;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.</description>
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  <lj:music>eighties music mutha fucka</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">eighties music mutha fucka</media:title>
  <lj:mood>dancing</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 23:35:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Chimichanga doesn&apos;t love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&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&apos;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&apos;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: &quot;I know there&apos;s something going on&quot;.&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&apos;t the sucky things be short?</description>
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  <lj:music>eighties music.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">eighties music.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>fucking tired</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 Jul 2004 01:26:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I adore you.</title>
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  <description>I think my girlfriend has lost her mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</description>
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  <lj:music>what aimee is playing over the phone.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">what aimee is playing over the phone.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>amused</lj:mood>
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