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  <title>A time for us..</title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 18:24:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Gigglepoot</title>
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  <description>Well, I&apos;ve not updating this in a small century. I&apos;m not sure I care to anymore :P But anyway, alot of things have been going good for me! We&apos;re moving into a new house, I moved into a new position at the hospital...that I freaking love &amp;lt;3 It pays more, there&apos;s not as much stress,...it&apos;s beautiful! I&apos;m glad that we&apos;re moving into a new house, I&apos;m tired of this one. And I&apos;m glad that we&apos;re finally buying instead of renting. It comes with something of a sense of permanence that renting doesn&apos;t have. I&apos;m glad that it&apos;s a relatively nice day today. It&apos;s cool, not cold...I wish I could find a climate that stayed cool all year like this, never got hot or cold...I&apos;d move there a minute. I ran into Joyce yesterday, I used to work with her at Wal-Mart. Her hair is so short now. And the guy she was dating when I met her has apparently died. It shocked me. Maybe it was just the way that it was broached shocked me. I asked her if she was with the same guy, and she was just so casual...&apos;&apos;No, he actually died!&apos;&apos; ...Like, so casual. Hm. I got her phone number, I&apos;ll call her eventually. I have to call Mrs. Fran and let her know we&apos;re moving. John broke down and said I could have a pomeranian. Haha. Anyone who&apos;s known me for the past eight years knows that&apos;s what I&apos;ve wanted, but he always said nononono. I dunno. There&apos;s still a sense of sadness about me though, it&apos;s like I&apos;m perpetually in mourning on the inside? I think it&apos;s because things have been looking up for me so much that I know it&apos;s gonna burst before too much longer and something bad&apos;s gonna happen. I just don&apos;t know what it&apos;s gonna be yet. I just spent 150 dollars on new scrubs for work. I&apos;ll be wearing black now &amp;lt;3. I got some with burgundy sleeves and some with gray sleeves, and then one with a khaki design...and a HULK ONE. I can&apos;t wear the Hulk one, I just really liked the fact that I found a man&apos;s print top so I snatched it up. It was either that or Spiderman. But my friend Christopher likes Spiderman, so I figured I wouldn&apos;t touch Spidey. I wish they had a Jean Grey one. Hell, they probably don&apos;t even make a Jean Grey fabric. :P When I graduate, I&apos;ll have to wear blue : ( I don&apos;t wanna wear blue anymore, when I was in the Nursing Home unit I had to wear blue. I want to wear red! Yellow! Orange! Something bright. Or black :o Black&apos;s a very neutral color. My friend from work Carrie introduced me to her friend. I like him, he&apos;s an alright guy. He wants to be a chef, and he doesn&apos;t like to read. Carrie wants to be a health-care administrator. They&apos;re groovy people. I&apos;m glad I&apos;ve made a few new friends in the health-care field. It helps me from putting the rose-colored glasses back on about the health system in America. We need vast restructuring ! I daresay we need universal health-care. I don&apos;t like to say that last part, it could cause a fight, some people are so violently opposed. But I think it&apos;s the best way. Complete and utter universal health-care. Let people have private insurance to supplement it. I&apos;m glad I&apos;ve gained a sense of maturity. I&apos;m still an immature person, don&apos;t get me wrong...but I&apos;m glad I&apos;ve been able to mature in some aspects. Oh well, that was my yearly update :P I&apos;ll leave everyone with a song! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2008 18:02:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 04:08:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>WHOA WTF</title>
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  <description>DUDE. I used to be so immature. -gigglesnerk.- used to be. But I was just reading some of my old posts? And like, ...I deleted a bunch of &apos;em. THEY WERE SO FREAKING IMMATURE. Like, a middle-schooler...All this OOOH WAAAHH bs. Oh well. I&apos;m glad I&apos;ve matured at least a little bit from back then. Someone congratulate me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 03:50:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I can&apos;t sleep lately! It sucks.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Apr 2007 05:21:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>jesus</title>
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  <description>I haven&apos;t updated in a long time.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 04:32:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Whoa. I ate at China Delight for the first time today in...a long, long time. It reminded me of Trenton. -gasp.- ;o Oh well, fuck it. Ami is still nice.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 10:52:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Grimm Grinning Ghosts...</title>
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  <description>Okay, it&apos;s six fifty...at nine o&apos;clock I&apos;ll be taking a semi-important test...and I haven&apos;t had any sleep. Well, I mean I have had sleep...but only about two hours or so. I&apos;m spending the night with Lee, a very good friend of mine...and she lives in this big, huge, old, huge, old, big, very large, gargantuan, mansion-like house. And it&apos;s over one hundred years old...and it&apos;s haunted.&lt;br /&gt;She told me before I ever spent the night that it was haunted, but using this knowledge in a practical setting is...different from just &apos;&apos;knowing&apos;&apos;. Everything last night scared me. A cat, a ferret, cars driving by...I didn&apos;t fall asleep until her husband woke up. So now, I am officially...in a word, a big scaredy-cat pussy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go bask in the sunlight now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jun 2006 06:33:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>amore condannato:  ..How wude&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Can you repeat everything after&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:   AClD RAHNE:  shore paw &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE signed off at 12:43 A.M. &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE signed on at 12:43 A.M. &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  how wude&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Indeed o.o&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  can ye repeat eveting after shore paw &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee...&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  -_- &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Hey now, my AOL seriously did freeze -.-;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  lol  &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Now, ahem as I was saying&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I need your help, soin&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  son*&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  okee &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  When&apos;s yuir next dee off, btw?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  next mondee &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh, and shall we go to Statesboro? :D&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i was guannya sk ye but i forewarn ye....we shall ne see x3 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I mean&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  OCH WHY NOT THAT&apos;S A TRAJESTY&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh, -puts wrist to forehead.-&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  How will I live if we do not go see that?!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i cant shell out 5 bucks to see rogue get the shaft again...but i will shell out 20 when it comes out on dvd ^_^ &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  OH&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I&apos;m not worth five bucks and minute discomfort watching a fictional character receive a frivolous innoculation&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  but i figgered we could go back to our glorified thrift store and the Galacticus archive and kyoto express and stuff &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Does the glorified thrist store sell beanie babies..?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  remember when we went there you said OMG they have beanie babies! do you remember when people thought they were going to retire and send their kids off to colloge on these things? &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I got some new ones today n_n;;;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &lt;div class=&apos;ljparseerror&apos;&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup (&apos;&amp;lt;_&amp;lt;;&amp;gt;&apos;) in entry.  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Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width: 95%; overflow: auto&quot;&gt;amore condannato:  ..How wude&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Can you repeat everything after&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:   AClD RAHNE:  shore paw &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE signed off at 12:43 A.M. &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE signed on at 12:43 A.M. &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  how wude&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Indeed o.o&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  can ye repeat eveting after shore paw &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee...&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  -_- &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Hey now, my AOL seriously did freeze -.-;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  lol  &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Now, ahem as I was saying&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I need your help, soin&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  son*&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  okee &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  When&amp;#39;s yuir next dee off, btw?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  next mondee &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh, and shall we go to Statesboro? :D&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i was guannya sk ye but i forewarn ye....we shall ne see x3 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I mean&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  OCH WHY NOT THAT&amp;#39;S A TRAJESTY&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh, -puts wrist to forehead.-&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  How will I live if we do not go see that?!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i cant shell out 5 bucks to see rogue get the shaft again...but i will shell out 20 when it comes out on dvd ^_^ &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  OH&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I&amp;#39;m not worth five bucks and minute discomfort watching a fictional character receive a frivolous innoculation&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  but i figgered we could go back to our glorified thrift store and the Galacticus archive and kyoto express and stuff &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Does the glorified thrist store sell beanie babies..?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  remember when we went there you said OMG they have beanie babies! do you remember when people thought they were going to retire and send their kids off to colloge on these things? &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I got some new ones today n_n;;;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;lt;_&amp;lt;;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I wish I remember how much they were x.x;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I mean, the ones at the thrift store&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  PUT THAT IN OUR COMIC BTW.&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Except change it to Air Babies so we don&amp;#39;t get sued&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  *_* I remember now, faintly...thoughts, images really..feelings&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  okee &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i had pplanned on it &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I just doodled a picture on this piece of paper..a snail, a ..something or other, and then a face that says &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Warning: Do Not Feed the Catherine&amp;#39;&amp;#39; at the top it says New Tales of the Tovenaars&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  remember it was guanny be sweet mother of streisand they have beannie babies &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I wonder how expensive they were&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  O_O its genius &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  but why a snail &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ...I have no idea&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I wonder what my checks gonna look lak&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  hmm this is an interesting review &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  Rogue has the most involved personal struggle, as she tries to decide whether to exchange her mutant powers for the ability to touch. But her dilemma is established, ignored, then quickly resolved at the end of the film.&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  JESSIE&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  hmm &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  gah &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Jessie! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  okee better &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  HWAT] &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I have thought about you...every day since we&amp;#39;ve been gone..YOU ARE SOFTER THAN SAND -stuffs pear in your mouth.-&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i dotn like sand its rough its gritty and it gets everywhere &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Really, me either, let&amp;#39;s have a Luke and Leia!&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  How early shall we get a start on it Mondee? Six AM?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  oh i say atleast 4 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  It&amp;#39;d be like&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Okee, well goodnat boyo..I have to get up in thirty minutes and start getting ready to come get you&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  hai exacurry &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  we&amp;#39;ll sleep on teh way there &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  isnt yuir birfdee this week &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Thursday&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  hai mum said it was in teh bulletin &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  In what bulletin?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  our choich bulletin &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  oh I knew that&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  apparently yuir still on the role &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  How is that charming young girl?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  me mum &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh, her too&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I was talking about our surrogate daughter&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  umm...great now that the acs fixed &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  eh? &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:   The one that I was trying to turn into a Si  the one that we were trying to teach the Force to&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  oh hannah &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Yussa, Hannah&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  fine &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Tell her I said helllllllllllooo and we should have ad ay, us three, sometime this summer&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  just don&amp;#39;t let her parents catch wind of uhm&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  oh and i was meanin ter tell ye that night but i could neer find teh rat moment....her da passed awee &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  My Sithly leanings&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  When?&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  o.o&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  aboot a year ago &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I&amp;#39;ll be a father figure...let me go get my Queen Amidala dolls ;-; The poor lassie, och, we simply must take her to a movie, please can we? ;-;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  he was epileptic and they were swimmin and they were playin &amp;quot;who can hold their breath the longest&amp;quot; and he had a seizure under water and drowned &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  she is very sheltered &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  So they won&amp;#39;t let  us  you take her to a movie?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  her dad wouldnt let her see ep 3 cuz of the younglings scene &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Well, we can take her to a nice G-rated Disney movie &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ..and sneak her into an R one!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  hehe &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  she&amp;#39;ll be culture shocked &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ...&amp;#39;&amp;#39;WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE CAN&amp;#39;T GET IN!? SHE&amp;#39;S OUR DAUGHTER...WE JUST STARTED YOUNG...AND..I&amp;#39;M NOT GAY, I&amp;#39;M REALLY FEMININE, THIS IS MY WIFE!&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  let me put iit this way...if i played sesamea street for her she prolly wouldnt unnerstand whats going on thats how big the rock is that she is made to live under &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  x.x;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I still don&amp;#39;t get why it&amp;#39;s &amp;#39;&amp;#39;sasamea&amp;#39;&amp;#39; ...am I missing something?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  me meither &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Well, I need your help son&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  -clears thnraot.-&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I&amp;#39;m thinking of getting Ain&amp;#39;t Joan a pooch&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I want you to go with me to get it&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ..if I ge tit&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  get*&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee, well now that that&amp;#39;s over with LET&amp;#39;S PLAN MONDAY&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okay first I think we should dedicate a liberal thirty minutes to snoggage..then we go to Statesboro&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Do we have to eat a Kyokee&amp;#39;s? I rilly lyked that place at the mall e.e&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  okee but kave ye tried kyoto express &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Nae&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  But when I went with Jamie to Statesboro last mondee I ate the orange chicken&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i&amp;#39;ll get kyoto to go then well go to the mall and ye eat yuir orange chicken &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Nae, we&amp;#39;ll eat at Kyokee&amp;#39;s -.-&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  no ill get to go &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  NAE&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  We&amp;#39;ll eat at Kyokee  &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  And that&amp;#39;s my final answer&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Do you want to go swimming at Ain&amp;#39;t Joan&amp;#39;s afterwards? :D&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  hmmm iono &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee, I&amp;#39;ve known ye long enough to know that means no&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i dunno my own aunt may be visiting and i may ne feel up ter swimmin &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  -patpat.-&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I&amp;#39;ve got an announcement to make.&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i can feel her comin lak a black wreath on the door of my ovaries &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  make it &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Last Saturdee nat, I said, &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Ain&amp;#39;t Joan, how&amp;#39;d you feel about me having a baby that was 1/4th black? You know Selina&amp;#39;s mixed, so the baby would be mostly white..but she&amp;#39;s the only one whose offered to be a surrogate mother!&amp;#39;&amp;#39; &amp;#39;&amp;#39;ALLEN! I&amp;#39;ll love any child you have!..BUT WHAT IS JESSIE GONNA SAY? Why don&amp;#39;t you two just go to a doctor and have one?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; &amp;#39;&amp;#39;......I&amp;#39;ve already asked her, and could you imagine my child having Albert Hill has a grandfather?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; ...&amp;#39;&amp;#39;...I&amp;#39;d love to be in the waiting room while she was in&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  labor...but why not!?&amp;#39;&amp;#39; &amp;#39;&amp;#39; We&amp;#39;re not even 30 yet.&amp;#39;&amp;#39; Then Selina elected to tell me she can&amp;#39;t have kids, she was just offering out of the kindness of her heart -.- ...Then she said &amp;#39;&amp;#39;We could use Jessie&amp;#39;s uterus and my egg...or Jessie&amp;#39;s egg and my uterus...but we can&amp;#39;t use both of mine, it just don&amp;#39;t work, it&amp;#39;s broke, Bubba!&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;#39;&amp;#39;WELL AUNT JOAN&amp;#39;S TOO OLD TO CARRY A BABY OR ELSE SHE&amp;#39;D CARRY YOU AND JESSIE&amp;#39;S BABY! But her&amp;#39;s is broke, too&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;#39;&amp;#39;Thank you, Aunt Joan -_-;&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  O_o and mine may verru well be broke too &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Exacurry -_-;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  But you don&amp;#39;t want me telling everyone your personal bidness do you?&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;#39;&amp;#39;JESSIE CAN&amp;#39;T HAVE KIDS HEYAH HEYAH HEYAH&amp;#39;&amp;#39;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  well ne till im positive &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Well, I mean I already rented a billboard to announce your private business, I didn&amp;#39;t want to waste my breath using word of mouth -.-;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  oh okee &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  in that case its fine &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  When are you gonna pop by on your way to work and look at my new beanie babies ? n.n&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  am i 23 or 24 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Now, or in July?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  now &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  im 23 rat &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  No, you&amp;#39;re 24 because there&amp;#39;s five years difference in between us, and when I&amp;#39;m 20 you&amp;#39;ll be 25..one month afterwards, did you forget how old you were? o.o&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  no im 23 im sure i am...i think &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  o_o&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  ill be 24 next month......rat &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I don&amp;#39;t think so o.o&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i was burn in 82 &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  92 i was 10 &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  02 i was 20 &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  and on me birfdee this year 4 years aded to that ill be 24 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  But there&amp;#39;s five years difference in between us o_o&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  yell be 19 rat &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  NO&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  yell be 20? &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Yes! &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  How old do you think I am? ;-;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  You pedophile ;_____________________________;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  boyo i still think yuir 16 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ...;_;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i was wonnerein cuz this review says anna will turn 25 in july....but its ne true shell be 24 cuz shes 2 dees older than me &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I think that you&amp;#39;ll be 25 due to five years difference in between ourselves -.-;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Five and not..8 or 9 ;-;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  ill ask me mum in teh morn...boy this is a sad convo....im losin it boyo &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Maybe I&amp;#39;m wrong&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Maybe there&amp;#39;s four years difference in between us&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  mebe  &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  -mumbles heathen under breath.- I&amp;#39;m never going to see sixteen again unless I live to be 116...thinking I was just turning nineteen -mumble grumble.-&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  YOU SAW MY ID YOU BRAZEN HUSSY!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i didnt pee attention to teh date &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ._. Well, I shore am glad I&amp;#39;m not sixteen&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  -grumble grumble.-&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ;-; What color are my eyes?&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  What size bra do I wear? &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  How big is my talent?&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  -patpat.- You&amp;#39;re going to forget all the little things about me that matter ;-;&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I bet you can&amp;#39;t even recall my favorite scent of douche anymore, you sexy brown-eyed, DD-cup, minute talented, Tropical Breeze-loving best friend of mine ;-;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  oh you remembered ever&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  y minute detail of me &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  It&amp;#39;s okay, memory is the first thing to go when we age, Kelsey, it&amp;#39;s like I was saying the other week, Nicole used to think I was only 19 when she was 34...she didn&amp;#39;t know there was only five yhears difference inbetween us and was gonna grow young together, but lordy Kelsey, that seems like it was years ago...where&amp;#39;d you put my Seabond? I know last week I found you had put it in the curio cabinent..you thought it was one of my beanie babies..but worst thing is, you put it in our Star Wars one&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ADAM! TURN YOUR HEARING AIDE ON! -whacks you with cane.-&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  LMHHO &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I was asking you where you put my dag nabbit Bengay!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  By the nose hair trimmers &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  o.o ..That&amp;#39;s what those were...Colby&amp;#39;s little girl told me they were for trimming my more intimate areas, lest I ever get lucky!..No wonder my eyebrows disappeared when I used it&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  O_O ......  &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Or did you mean your nose hair trimmers, Kremit?&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  IT&amp;#39;S FOR MEDICINAL PURPOSES I SWEAR OSSIFER, WE&amp;#39;RE OLD HER AND I! We have to smoke it to deal with the agony of memory losses!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  no i said the its by the back hair styling gell, where on earth did you get nose hair trimmers from &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  What&amp;#39;ve you been doing all this time when you said you were putting Nair on it for me, Cindy?! &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  im studying to be a beautician Paulette im seeing if ye can teach an olde gerbil new tricks &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh. Well, that explains it.&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  after all these years i shouldnt even have to explain, we have PSE dont we......im sorry have we met? &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  ~extends hand~ im Gertrude &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Did you call me pissy, let me tell you something young lady, don&amp;#39;t make me get up from this roc...oh, pleasure to meet you Gertrude, I&amp;#39;m Stein -shakes hand vigourosly.-&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  no i said PSE.... EPS...EPE.....o_o PCP THATS IT aye we have pcp and we hear what the other is think.....wait i do know you....you still have my nose hair trimmers &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  They&amp;#39;re m&amp;#39;rightful property! And I&amp;#39;ll let you know that I have never met you and neither of us has AIDS to my knowledge! And I thought it was a dildo! Hmph! You can have it back, now -hands you a hairbrush.-&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  ~shakes hairbrush at ye~ and i&amp;#39;ll thank ye never to keep it that long again! dont know why i wanted it back, it never fit up me nose good anyway, and the teeth are murder &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  That&amp;#39;s what made me come to your house! ...Wait, this is my house, what are you doing in my house!? ..Well, anyway, where&amp;#39;s my denture adhesive?! I know you, you cunning thing you, you&amp;#39;ve been using it as frosting again when Leslie comes over, haven&amp;#39;t you!?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  Leslie....where have you been her name is bonnie....leslie was  so 3 days ago &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  or was it 4 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Well, Bonnie, Leslie, Shanaynay&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  three years maybe &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  maybe it was when i was 24....0r 25 &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  did i skip 24 &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i think i wentr straight from 23 to 25 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  You did, that was the year you was on them drugs bad..-pats your knee.-&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  ~whacks ye with purse~ I dont know who you think ye are ye mangy old coot touchin the leg of a helpless old lady... we be perfect strangers why i aougta call teh royal mounties on yew! &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  -Whacks you with cane.- I&amp;#39;ll have you know you&amp;#39;ve been my loving wife now for thirty long, hellacious years, Tiffany! And furthermore, go ahead and call the Royal Mounties, alot of good it will do you over here in Germany where we&amp;#39;ve been retired to now for ten years!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  O_o oh well it that case Hiel Hitler! oh isnt he handsom do you think if we go to the castle they;ll let us meet him if we tell them its our 29th anniversary &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I certainly hope so! Let&amp;#39;s give him that dildo trimmer, I wonder if he just knew what he looked like with that nose hair growing out of his nostrils...it adds 100 years to that handsome young man! I bet he&amp;#39;ll sign your brazzire if he knows I&amp;#39;ve surivived 39 long years with you!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  you know very well i dont wear a brazziere &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i havent worn one since the spanish inquizition when we ran em up the flagpooses and burned them &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Och, I forgot about that&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  that&amp;#39;s when I stopped wearing underpants...where&amp;#39;d you put my depends?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  this is definitely one for a LJ &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  in teh pool, i wanted to keep them moisturised i didnt want you to chaffe &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  OH! Thank you honey boney, now I remember why I married you last year ..it was the happiest day of my life, I remember it like it was only last week...c&amp;#39;mere Roberta and plant one on me&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  oh Conroy ofcourse i will MMMMMMMMMWWWWAAAAHHHHH &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  MWAAAH&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  uh nu mh densures fehh out &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  ~digs them out of mouth~ here they are....heres the seabond &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  werent you looking for it earlier...i found it &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  it was by the beannie babies in teh cabinet &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Thank you, Sweetness! -puts peanut butter on dentures and plops them on gums.- Where was it, honey child? &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  it was by the beannie babies and the water and vinegar douches in thecabinet  &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  We can&amp;#39;t display those in public!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  but theyre a memento of our honeymoon &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh..of course&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  dont ye remeber how could you forget it wsa only last month &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Well, how can you expect me to remember when you&amp;#39;re always nagging me about leaving the toilet seat in the floor!?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  well you always tellin me to put the cap back on the yeast infection cream doesnt my memory either &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  *doesnt help &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Now you hold on a minute, I distinctly rememb...no wonder my bread didn&amp;#39;t rise...-sigh.- I think we need medicine for our tubercolosis...we remember too much&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  yes it awful to be blessed with photographic memories &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I still remember when we was young, that time yuir Dad told us he&amp;#39;d not wanting more than for us to spend the rest of our lives together&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  aye &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  och i just membered im scottish &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I seem to remember something about me being Greek...so I don&amp;#39;t speak English, only Greek, I&amp;#39;m sure you don&amp;#39;t understand the words I&amp;#39;m saying right now just like I&amp;#39;m peeing as we speak, thank God for Depends!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  aye ye Depend on them so &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  You don&amp;#39;t speak Swahalianese! &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  of course i do i learned it on that missionary trip to kentucky &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I don&amp;#39;t know how many times I have to tell you we did it doggy style that time!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  ~im ganna have to take a minute to recover frm that one~ &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  -Good, I&amp;#39;ll use that time to go pee.-&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  boy weve been battin this thingaround for the better part of an hour and at last....i have no witty comeback....take your prize! You have won! &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  WHAT&amp;#39;D I WIN?&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  the doggy you were talkin about &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  the stylish one remember we found him ont eh street corner in kansas &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Before or after we did it missionary style?&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  aye we witnessed to it first...then we took it home &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Oh, so it was before you jumped my bones, you sly thing you&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  hai &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  but..ive neer jumped yuir bones...yuir nae dead yet &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  we may have been married 54 years and gettin up in age but we still got some years left &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Yes I am! I died last year, don&amp;#39;t argue with me woman!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  that explains why you cant yet yuir teeth to stay in &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Indeed it does&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  and why you need the bengay im sire that rigormortis is quite a pain in teh joints &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I am not a rigormoron you fool, it&amp;#39;s just natural anorexia that sets in when you get my age! How dare you call your one true love that! &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  oh im sorry henry, i must have forgotten, it doesnt happen ofter but it does happen &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Well, I&amp;#39;m going to bed, ALONE tonight! I couldn&amp;#39;t bear sleeping in the same bed with you, after slinging such stinging language around! -slams door to bathroom closet shut...snoring is heard seconds later.-&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  okee i think its about tam fer bed....theres our pcp again &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  WHAT&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  We haven&amp;#39;t planned Mondee yet&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  ill be on thursdee nat &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  WHAT&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  TWO NIGHTS WITHOUT TALKING TO &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  OH&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  O_o &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  &amp;gt;&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  -_- zzzz &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  FINE&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Go&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  If you hate me&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  BUT DON&amp;#39;T EXPECT PROTOCOAL TO BE FOLLOWED&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  alrat lets paln mondee &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  NO&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I&amp;#39;m talking about I&amp;#39;m not even gonna talk to you for two whole days ;-;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  but ive been up since 615 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  You can stop by the house and see my new beanie babies sometam ;-;&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  will ye be home after 7 tamarry &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  ...&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  erm&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee ye can come by Windy and look at my new beanie babies!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  after 2 &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Hai! &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  can we follow protocol now so i wont feel guilty? &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Okee so Windy after two&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  hai hai&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Ahem&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  -clears throat.-&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Gucht nacht, mein leibe&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  Aufwiederzhen ummm....brainfart &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  I know I love you &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  i know i love you &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  And don&amp;#39;t forget, Lady Mauler, the Gungans wil be your loyal bodyguards!&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  and remember .....i thought they smelled bad on the outside&lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Bai&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  can you save that forgetfulness convo &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  and mail it ter me &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  it makes me laugh &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  bai bai &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  Only if you admit we did it doggystyle in Wisconsin and Missionary in Lousianny&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  okee &lt;br /&gt; amore condannato:  okee baibai&lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE:  bai bai &lt;br /&gt; AClD RAHNE signed off at 2:32 A.M.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quiz.myyearbook.com/zenhex/quiz.php?id=8445&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+2&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;What kind of eyes do you have? (with pictures)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.myyearbook.com/zenhex/images/quiz2/8445/res2.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;You have eden eyes.  Eden is the color of water.  Your eyes symbolize your great flexibility. You are a creative person.  You can think of many good ways to get your point across to people as you have very good communication abilities.  When someone feels down or is hurt, you have the remarkable ability to help them and heal them.  If you have too little going on in your life, you may be withdrawn and depressed, timid, manipulative, unreliable, stubborn, or suspicious. Some words to describe you:  peaceful, sincere, affectionate, tranquil, intuitive, trustworthy, pure, loyal, healing, and stable.   &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.myyearbook.com&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quizzes by myYearbook.com -- the World&apos;s Biggest Yearbook!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <title>Throwing down the gauntlet.</title>
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  <description>Okay, this isn&apos;t dedicated to anyone in particular &lt;s&gt; yeah right &lt;/s&gt; but why the fuck do you make such a big deal out of everything? Just about everything that comes out of your mouth/you type is..., &apos;&apos;OH FEEL SORRY FOR ME, MY LIFE IS MISERABLE, I HATE MYSELF, I&apos;M IN SOOOO MUCH EMOTIONAL PAIN RIGHT NOW&apos;&apos;. And don&apos;t you realize, that people really probally don&apos;t give you sympathy...especially when you ask for it, because they&apos;re getting to the point/reached the point where they DON&apos;T give a shit anymore, have you not realized by now that &lt;s&gt; everyone &lt;/s&gt; some people are actually MAKING FUN of you for your drama? ...Yeah, they are. I promise.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Apr 2006 04:53:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Rock on- gold dust woman&lt;br /&gt;Take your silver spoon&lt;br /&gt;And dig your grave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heartless challenge&lt;br /&gt;Pick your path and I’ll pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;See your sunrise- loves- to go down&lt;br /&gt;Lousy lovers- pick their prey&lt;br /&gt;But they never cry out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she make you cry&lt;br /&gt;Make you break down&lt;br /&gt;Shatter your illusions of love&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now- do you know how&lt;br /&gt;Pick up the pieces and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock on- ancient woman&lt;br /&gt;Follow those who pale&lt;br /&gt;In your shadow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rulers make bad lovers&lt;br /&gt;You better put your kingdom up for sale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did she make you cry&lt;br /&gt;Make you break down&lt;br /&gt;Shatter your illusions of love&lt;br /&gt;Is it over now- do you know how&lt;br /&gt;Pickup the pieces and go home.</description>
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  <lj:music>Fleetwood Mac - Rumors</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 03:14:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Give me time&lt;br /&gt;To realise my crime&lt;br /&gt;Let me love and steal&lt;br /&gt;I have danced inside your eyes&lt;br /&gt;How can I be real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to make me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious kisses&lt;br /&gt;Words that burn me&lt;br /&gt;Lovers never ask you why&lt;br /&gt;In my heart the fire’s burning&lt;br /&gt;Choose my colour&lt;br /&gt;Find a star&lt;br /&gt;Precious people always tell me&lt;br /&gt;That’s a step&lt;br /&gt;A step too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to make me cry&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Do you really want to make me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are few&lt;br /&gt;I have spoken&lt;br /&gt;I could waste a thousand years&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped in sorrow words are token&lt;br /&gt;Come inside and catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;You’ve been talking but believe me&lt;br /&gt;If it’s true you do not know&lt;br /&gt;This boy loves without a reason&lt;br /&gt;I’m prepared to let you go&lt;br /&gt;If it’s love you want from me&lt;br /&gt;Then take it away&lt;br /&gt;Everything is not what you see&lt;br /&gt;It’s over today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y298/amorecondannato/cultclub_06.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Culture Club - Do You Really Want to Hurt Me?</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Apr 2006 03:27:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I don&apos;t expect my love affairs to last for long&lt;br /&gt;Never fool myself that my dreams will come true&lt;br /&gt;Being used to trouble I anticipate it&lt;br /&gt;But all the same I hate it, wouldn&apos;t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happens now?&lt;br /&gt;Another suitcase in another hall&lt;br /&gt;So what happens now?&lt;br /&gt;Take your picture off another wall&lt;br /&gt;Where am I going to?&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll get by, you always have before&lt;br /&gt;Where am I going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again I&apos;ve said that I don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;That I&apos;m immune to gloom, that I&apos;m hard through and through&lt;br /&gt;But every time it matters all my words desert me&lt;br /&gt;So anyone can hurt me, and they do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happens now?&lt;br /&gt;Another suitcase in another hall&lt;br /&gt;So what happens now?&lt;br /&gt;Take your picture off another wall&lt;br /&gt;Where am I going to?&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll get by, you always have before&lt;br /&gt;Where am I going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call in three months time and I&apos;ll be fine, I know&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe not that fine, but I&apos;ll survive anyhow&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t recall the names and places of each sad occasion&lt;br /&gt;But that&apos;s no consolation here and now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happens now?&lt;br /&gt;Another suitcase in another hall&lt;br /&gt;So what happens now?&lt;br /&gt;Take your picture off another wall&lt;br /&gt;Where am I going to?&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll get by, you always have before&lt;br /&gt;Where am I going to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t ask anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Or, this one...I&apos;m not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me &lt;br /&gt;We used to be together &lt;br /&gt;Everyday together always &lt;br /&gt;I really feel &lt;br /&gt;That I&apos;m losing my best friend &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t believe&lt;br /&gt;This could be the end &lt;br /&gt;It looks as though you&apos;re letting go &lt;br /&gt;And if it&apos;s real &lt;br /&gt;Well I don&apos;t want to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you&apos;re saying&lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you&apos;re thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our memories &lt;br /&gt;Well, they can be inviting &lt;br /&gt;But some are altogether &lt;br /&gt;Mighty frightening &lt;br /&gt;As we die, both you and I &lt;br /&gt;With my head in my hands &lt;br /&gt;I sit and cry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you&apos;re saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you&apos;re thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all ending &lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop pretending who we are... &lt;br /&gt;You and me I can see us dying...are we? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t speak &lt;br /&gt;I know just what you&apos;re saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts (no, no, no) &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t speak &lt;br /&gt;I know what you&apos;re thinking &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t tell me cause it hurts! &lt;br /&gt;I know what you&apos;re saying &lt;br /&gt;So please stop explaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t speak,&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t speak, &lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t speak, &lt;br /&gt;oh I know what you&apos;re thinking &lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t need your reasons &lt;br /&gt;I know you&apos;re good, &lt;br /&gt;I know you&apos;re good, &lt;br /&gt;I know you&apos;re real good &lt;br /&gt;Oh, la la la la la la La la la la la la &lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t, Don&apos;t, uh-huh Hush, hush darlin&apos; &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush darlin&apos; Hush, hush &lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t tell me tell me cause it hurts &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush darlin&apos; Hush, hush darlin&apos; &lt;br /&gt;Hush, hush don&apos;t tell me tell me cause it hurts</description>
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  <lj:music>Another Suitcase in Another Hall / Don&apos;t Speak</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Apr 2006 05:33:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I don&apos;t feel like loving you today&lt;br /&gt;So don&apos;t you even try to change my mind&lt;br /&gt;The best thing you can do right now is just go away&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I don&apos;t feel like loving you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to talk about last night&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m angry, and I haven&apos;t had much sleep&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m so tired and bloodshot&lt;br /&gt;Th&apos;ain&apos;t no tellin&apos; what I&apos;d say&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I don&apos;t feel like loving you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know I will anyway&lt;br /&gt;Even though we make it hard sometimes&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ll wind up forgiving you&lt;br /&gt;And probably loving you for the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don&apos;t feel like loving you today&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;ve got sixteen hours left to go&lt;br /&gt;I might tell you that I&apos;m leavin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Even though you know I&apos;ll stay&lt;br /&gt;&apos;Cause I don&apos;t feel like loving you today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I don&apos;t feel like loving you today, yea&lt;br /&gt;I just don&apos;t feel like loving you today</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Apr 2006 16:45:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;font color=&quot;#ff0000&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;EVE GOT INTO NYU, FUCKERS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Apr 2006 15:44:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This spring, get ready for an upbeat and unconventional love life. Although optimistic Jupiter and unpredictable Uranus are not the most romantic of planets, you will feel the impact of their harmonious connection as lovely Venus weaves her way through the sky. Venus can delight you with the unique romantic opportunities created by the Jupiter-Uranus combo. She can also make you wish you had a more stable love life. One thing is for sure, though -- love comes in many flavors this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jupiter is far-reaching, allowing us to see the potential in any situation. With Jupiter in passionate Scorpio now, you seek deeper meaning from intimate relationships. Sexuality becomes a source of spiritual connection. Although this might steer you away from casual hook-ups, the effect of Uranus can still make for some wild times. Uranus works like lightning -- you never know when or where it will strike -- but when it does, it lights up the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the beginning of March, mental Mercury has been apparently moving backwards in the heavens -- this is called &quot;retrograde&quot; motion. This period coincides with communications gone awry. On March 25, the messenger planet finally moves forward again, and it is now safe to say what you mean without being misinterpreted. Moving through intuitive Pisces, Mercury allows you to tune into people&apos;s thoughts and feelings. This time is also significant because Venus -- in freedom-loving Aquarius -- crosses paths with expansive Jupiter and fantasy-prone Neptune. Overindulgence is likely with Jupiter, whether you binge on food, alcohol or sex. Meanwhile, imaginative Neptune will fuel your illusions -- you could easily fall in love with an ideal instead of a real person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Aries New Moon Eclipse on March 29 ends one cycle and starts another. Let go of your expectations and remain open to surprises. Spring fever is contagious around this time and magical love can materialize out of thin air. Venus enters compassionate Pisces on April 5 and runs into the powerful Jupiter-Uranus trine (a 120-degree angle) between April 17 and April 21. Surprising twists and turns in your current relationship can make your head spin. You also might find a new love suddenly entering your life. Either way, it&apos;s quite a ride!&lt;br /&gt;On May 3, Venus changes her outfit once again -- this time wearing the steamy attire of Aries. You&apos;re hot to trot, especially as the Jupiter-Uranus connection is activated again from May 4 to May 7. Feisty Mars, also in the picture, activates an emotionally super-charged pattern, agitating your physical needs and pushing you close to the edge of a cliff. Although this is exciting for romance, remember that impulsively jumping off that edge isn&apos;t always the best way to make a relationship last. Fortunately, stabilizing Saturn is here to teach you a lesson about self-control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May 23 through May 26 presents you with yet another round of romantic excitement. You could find yourself in a power struggle, and if you let your ego get out of control, the sweet smell of love may turn into the stink of conflict. Once passions are aroused, though, there are delightful ways to indulge the senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On May 29, loving Venus returns to her home sign of Taurus, where she feels most comfortable. After a run-in with taskmaster Saturn on June 4 -- making you feel isolated or even unloved -- she quickly catches up with carefree Jupiter and dreamy Neptune, putting a smile of satisfaction back on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With flirty Venus batting her eyelashes at the planets of expansion, delusion and experimentation -- Jupiter, Neptune and Uranus, respectively -- this spring provides the perfect opportunity to break out of old patterns and start fresh. Throw in a pinch of caution and a dash of common sense, and you&apos;ve got a recipe for spring love supreme!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Apr 2006 15:38:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>zomg</title>
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  <description>Work was actually fun last night. Oh, and I had a dream we were at the old house and a bum was living in it and stabbed me, and then I had a dream I was flirting with Marilyn Manson. Isn&apos;t that hawt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;width: 400px; background-color: #000000; border: 1px solid #110000;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;Greed:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #440011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;&quot;&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 134px; background: #770022;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 85px; 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width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;&quot;&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 76px; background: #660033;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;width: 85px; border: none; padding: 7px; background-color: #331111;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;color: #ffffff; font: bold 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;;&quot;&gt;Sloth:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #330011; width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;&quot;&gt;Medium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; 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width: 85px; border: none; font: normal 13px arial, &amp;#39;sans serif&amp;#39;; padding: 7px; color: #ffffff;&quot;&gt;High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border: none; background-color: #331111; width: 200px; vertical-align: middle; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;height: 14px; border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; font-size: 8px; padding: 0px; line-height: 8px; width: 128px; background: #770022;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.4degreez.com/misc/seven_deadly_sins.html&quot; target=&quot;_top&quot;&gt;Discover Your Sins - Click Here&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Mar 2006 15:23:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>Diamonds are forever,&lt;br /&gt;They are all I need to please me,&lt;br /&gt;They can stimulate and tease me,&lt;br /&gt;They won&apos;t leave in the night,&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve no fear that they might desert me.&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are forever,&lt;br /&gt;Hold one up and then caress it,&lt;br /&gt;Touch it, stroke it and undress it,&lt;br /&gt;I can see ev&apos;ry part,&lt;br /&gt;Nothing hides in the heart to hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t need love,&lt;br /&gt;For what good will love do me?&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds never lie to me,&lt;br /&gt;For when love&apos;s gone,&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;ll lustre on.&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are forever,&lt;br /&gt;Sparkling round my little finger.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike men, the diamonds linger;&lt;br /&gt;Men are mere mortals who&lt;br /&gt;Are not worth going to your grave for.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t need love,&lt;br /&gt;For what good will love do me?&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds never lie to me,&lt;br /&gt;For when love&apos;s gone,&lt;br /&gt;They&apos;ll lustre on.&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are forever, forever, forever.&lt;br /&gt;Diamonds are forever, forever, forever.&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever.</description>
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  <lj:music>Shirley Bassey - Diamonds Are Forever</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Mar 2006 14:46:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I can tell you what they say in space&lt;br /&gt;That our earth is too grey&lt;br /&gt;But when the spirit is so digital&lt;br /&gt;The body acts this way&lt;br /&gt;That world was killing me&lt;br /&gt;That world was killing me&lt;br /&gt;Disassociative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nervous systems down,&lt;br /&gt;the nervous systems down&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never get out of here&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to just float in fear&lt;br /&gt;A dead astronaut in space&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we walk like&lt;br /&gt;we were shot through&lt;br /&gt;our heads, my love&lt;br /&gt;We write our song in space&lt;br /&gt;like we are already&lt;br /&gt;dead and gone&lt;br /&gt;Your world was killing me&lt;br /&gt;Your world was killing me&lt;br /&gt;Disassociative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your world was killing me&lt;br /&gt;Your world was killing me&lt;br /&gt;Disassociative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never get out of here&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to just float in fear&lt;br /&gt;A dead astronaut in space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nervous systems down,&lt;br /&gt;the nervous systems down&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://photobucket.com&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y298/amorecondannato/MANSON.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Marilyn Manson - Disassociative</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Mar 2006 05:32:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>And.</title>
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  <description>I just had to post this song, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crash and burn&lt;br /&gt;All the stars explode tonight&lt;br /&gt;Ho’d you get so desperate&lt;br /&gt;How’d you stay alive&lt;br /&gt;Help me please&lt;br /&gt;Burn the sorrow from your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Oh, come on be alive again&lt;br /&gt;Don’t lay down and die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;You know what to do&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, drive away to malibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t go any higher&lt;br /&gt;How are you so burnt when&lt;br /&gt;You’re barely on fire&lt;br /&gt;Cry to the angels&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna rescue you&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna set you free tonight, baby&lt;br /&gt;Pour over me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;We’re all watching you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, baby, fly away to malibu&lt;br /&gt;Cry to the angels&lt;br /&gt;And let them swallow you&lt;br /&gt;Go and part the sea, yeah, in malibu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;I watch you slip away&lt;br /&gt;And the sun goes down&lt;br /&gt;I walk into the waves&lt;br /&gt;And I knew love would tear you apart&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I knew the darkest secret of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna follow you&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, fly away, yeah&lt;br /&gt;To malibu&lt;br /&gt;Oceans of angels, oceans of stars&lt;br /&gt;Down by the sea is where you drown your scars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t be near you&lt;br /&gt;The light just radiates&lt;br /&gt;I can’t be near you&lt;br /&gt;The light just radiates&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn&apos;t have started thinking about it, god dammit. I mean, I don&apos;t want to be a drama Queen and a year from now be whining about Trenton, because that&apos;d be very immature of me, but I guess it&apos;s true that you never forget your first love? And I know how Patrisha feels about Harkin to this day, so I guess I need to take her advice on how to get over it. Maybe I&apos;ll never forget it, but I can deal with it?</description>
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  <lj:music>Hole - Malibu</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Mar 2006 05:24:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Honesty is the best policy.</title>
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  <description>Wow. That post wasn&apos;t groovy. So I just deleted it =d</description>
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  <lj:music>Tracy Chapman - Gimme One Reason</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Mar 2006 21:27:49 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2006 05:36:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oy.</title>
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  <description>I_think_/\/\y_seasonal_depression_or_whate&lt;div class=&apos;ljparseerror&apos;&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup (&apos;&amp;lt;er_/\/\ay_be_ki[king_in...i_dunno._i_just_feel_blah_again_like_i_did_last_winter._dsl_is_supposed_to_be_on_tuesday_but_the_phone&amp;#39;s_been_out_until_today_so...go_figure...i_planned_to_[all_people_tonight_but_it_was_too_late_when_it_[ut_ba[k_on....i_hate_/\/\y_keyboard....it_just_feels_like_e&amp;lt;erything_is_going_wrong_right_now.iwantahole&amp;gt;&apos;) in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width: 95%; overflow: auto&quot;&gt;I_think_/\/\y_seasonal_depression_or_whate&amp;lt;er_/\/\ay_be_ki[king_in...I_dunno._I_just_feel_blah_again_like_I_did_last_winter._DSL_is_supposed_to_be_on_Tuesday_but_the_phone&amp;#39;s_been_out_until_today_so...go_figure...I_planned_to_[all_people_tonight_but_it_was_too_late_when_it_[ut_ba[k_on....I_hate_/\/\y_keyboard....It_just_feels_like_e&amp;lt;erything_is_going_wrong_right_now.Iwantahole&amp;gt;&amp;lt;;To_bury_/\/\yself_into.Oy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Mar 2006 05:29:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>argh.</title>
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  <description>Okay...So...//\\//\\y...keyboard...is...broken...be[ause...we...are...in...the...proess...of...//\\//\\o\/ing...and...I...pi[ked...up...the...ghetto...keyboard...instead...of...the...good...one...and...thus..far...spa[e...[...and\/...and...//\\//\\...doesn&apos;t...work...I...//\\//\\iss...alot...of...people...right..now...I...don&apos;t...know...why...it...just...feels...like...e\/eryone&apos;s...deserted...//\\//\\e...or...//\\//\\aybe...it...[ould...be...li\/ing...in...a...new...house...I&apos;//\\//\\...the...Queen...in...e+ile...okay...+...doesn&apos;t...work...either...oh...boy...//\\//\\y...new....nu/\/\ber....is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;858-5452...not...that...anyone..will...be...[alling...it...anyti/\/\e...soon...&amp;gt;_&amp;gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Mar 2006 04:47:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Offal.</title>
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  <description>-Sips diet coke.- I am very pissed off at the Academy Awards and I am boycotting it for a whole year. That&apos;s all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun yesterday! Everyone should see Patrisha&apos;s dress. And her shoes. THAT FIT ME, BTW. Annnnd...I hate to say it but. Tegan was so hot yesterday! She was like, Paris Hilton. Her outfit was just so cute! And Patrisha&apos;s shoes...omfg. I just wore all black. UNTIL I CHANGED INTO THE SHIRT I BOUGHT YESTERDAY in the theatre parking lot. And we ate at Chilli&apos;s and I LOST THE LEAF SOMEWHERE IN PATRISHA&apos;S TRUCK. DAMMIT. ._. And erm...I saw Kim Blitch and she is so pretty! She&apos;s grown up into such a beautiful young woman! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Date Movie is so freaking funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHY DIDN&apos;T ANYONE RETURN MY CALLS TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;THIS INCLUDES, BUT IS NOT LIMITED TO, &lt;br /&gt;PATRISHA&lt;br /&gt;TEGAN&lt;br /&gt;AND STEPHANIE.&lt;br /&gt;._.iwassobored. I&apos;m going to bed now, after I go on wikipedia a wittle bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074732791&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;How you really say &quot;I love you.&quot; by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/lenatheraven&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;lenatheraven&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Name&quot; value=&quot;David Allen Rowe Jr.&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;...believe in true love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;select name=&quot;...believe in true love?&quot;&gt;&lt;option&gt;yes&lt;option&gt;no&lt;option&gt;I wish I did&lt;option selected=&quot;SELECTED&quot;&gt;I wish I didn&apos;t&lt;option&gt;most definitely&lt;option&gt;not until someone proved it to me&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your hands say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;We fit together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your eyes say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;I&apos;m so lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your hugs say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;I promise I will try to keep you safe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your kisses say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;I almost can&apos;t believe you love me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your body says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;I just want to hold you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your heart says&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot; color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://memegen.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;un&quot; value=&quot;lenatheraven&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;meme&quot; value=&quot;1074732791&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</description>
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