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  <title>Goddess of Imaginary Times</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jun 2007 20:15:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the best advice ever... and it comes from a monotonous guy in a song...</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of &apos;97... &lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;wear sunscreen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be &lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;IT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I will dispense this advice now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you&apos;ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can&apos;t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;You are &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;NOT&lt;/font&gt; as fat as you imagine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do one thing every day that scares you.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Sing.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t be reckless with other people&apos;s hearts, don&apos;t put up with people who are reckless with yours. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Floss.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you&apos;re ahead, sometimes you&apos;re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it&apos;s only with yourself. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Stretch.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t feel guilty if you don&apos;t know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn&apos;t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don&apos;t. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Get plenty of calcium. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Be kind to your knees, you&apos;ll miss them when they&apos;re gone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Maybe you&apos;ll marry, maybe you won&apos;t, maybe you&apos;ll have children, maybe you won&apos;t, maybe you&apos;ll divorce at 40, maybe you&apos;ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don&apos;t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices are half chance, so are everybody else&apos;s. Enjoy your body, use it every way you can. Don&apos;t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, &lt;b&gt;it&apos;s the greatest instrument you&apos;ll ever own.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Dance.&lt;/font&gt; Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Read the directions, even if you don&apos;t follow them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get to know your parents, you never know when they&apos;ll be gone for good.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Travel.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you&apos;ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Respect your elders. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you&apos;ll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Don&apos;t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you&apos;re 40, it will look 85. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it&apos;s worth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;But trust me on the sunscreen.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 00:35:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i fucked up i admit that... i waited too long... oh well... i hope he&apos;s happy... =(</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 May 2007 00:14:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just keep feeling like a screw up... i don&apos;t know what to do anymore... what can i do? i wish i could be sewing all the time and pay the bills that way but i can&apos;t... can i?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 13:46:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>all i have to say is what the fuck did i expect to happen? and what the fuck was i thinking?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2007 14:53:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>:-( i don&apos;t think i&apos;ma get to go anywhere today... that&apos;s useually the rule... you puke you stay home... hopefully i can get out of that to see garret and sammy... but who knows... i feel so much better now....</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Dec 2006 01:30:06 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I miss being in the impatient mental health unit with all the random people... the gruff army guy who kept telling me to smile and called me a social butterfly... who might be dead now... todd doesn&apos;t know... and the random guy with sandals who kinda reminded me of a potsmoking billy gelling...  i dunno I wanna go back to being crazy... to being care free without completely fucking up my life... i dunno... later</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 Dec 2006 00:40:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>shoot me in the fucking face and call me suzie...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Dec 2006 23:06:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this is why I love my siblings...</title>
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  <description>phirah: wait- what the hell are we doin for Christmas exactly?&lt;br /&gt;phirah: I&apos;m really confused after talkin to ma&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: we&apos;re giving all the christmas presents to poor people&lt;br /&gt;phirah: lol&lt;br /&gt;phirah: kewl&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: okay&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: mom just wanted to run that by you... &lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: but really we just get to spend all day with dad&lt;br /&gt;phirah: hahahha&lt;br /&gt;phirah: shit&lt;br /&gt;phirah: WTF are we supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: he wants to go to the old folks home and sing christmas carols and mom volunteered us&lt;br /&gt;phirah: WTF&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phirah: you better be kidding, or I&apos;m not coming home.&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: why?&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: I thought you liked the old people&lt;br /&gt;phirah: uh-&lt;br /&gt;phirah: ok&lt;br /&gt;phirah: well- I&apos;m not bringing Marty home, if dad had us do that.&lt;br /&gt;phirah: So I&apos;ll just stay at his mom&apos;s house, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: okay&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: now really we&apos;re going over to dads at ten&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: and openeing presents and eating a light breakfast&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: and then we&apos;re coming home and eating dinner at four or five&lt;br /&gt;phirah: you BITCh, you.&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: and openeing presents&lt;br /&gt;phirah: wha?&lt;br /&gt;phirah: we can&apos;t come home earlier?&lt;br /&gt;phirah: damn&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: we can&lt;br /&gt;phirah: I hope we&apos;ll atleast watch a movie so we don&apos;t have to something stupid like talk to him&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: mom told dad to get you twister&lt;br /&gt;phirah: would you stop fucking with me...&lt;br /&gt;phirah: you know how damn gullible I am.&lt;br /&gt;phirah: you&apos;re just cruel&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: well in reality&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: mom bought you a pecan pie&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: kevin seys it&apos;s a big one&lt;br /&gt;phirah: sweet&lt;br /&gt;phirah: tell her thanks, please...&lt;br /&gt;phirah: &lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: how do you know it&apos;s real?&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: *Raises eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;phirah: crazy bitch, I haven&apos;t the time... &lt;br /&gt;phirah: I&apos;m out&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: mom loves you&lt;br /&gt;phirah: &lt;br /&gt;phirah: later kid&lt;br /&gt;XxMorbydxGurlxX: bai</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 11 Dec 2006 03:41:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Full Name:: Michelle Leigh Gratch&lt;br /&gt;Birthday:: 07/09/1987&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace:: Lowville... &lt;br /&gt;Eye Color:: brownish?&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color:: pink and brown... &lt;br /&gt;Height:: 5&apos;6&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Weight:: fu&lt;br /&gt;Right handed or Left handed?: right&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage:: Irish, Italian, and native american&lt;br /&gt;My Worst Habit:: chewing my lip, avoiding... &lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign:: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Size:: 10&lt;br /&gt;Pants Size:: any where from a ten to a 15 (15s are comfy but big)&lt;br /&gt;Innie or Outie?: innie&lt;br /&gt;Parents Still Together?: nope&lt;br /&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today:: my etnies?&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness:: emotions... &lt;br /&gt;Your Fears:: being alone, ending up just a nother wormy carcas with no impact on anyone ever.&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza:: cheese and pepperoni... but it has to be something specific... &lt;br /&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year::  I have no aspirations at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On An Instant Messenger: meow?&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up:: sniffle sniffle... god I hate postnasal drip... &lt;br /&gt;Your Best Physical Feature:: I dunno... eyes? merf&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime:: whenever I feel like... &lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory:: being little and ignorent... and not knowing why mommy and daddy act the way they do... before nick spoiled it and told me they were getting a divorce and I was the cause... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVORITES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color?: all... &lt;br /&gt;Food?: caesar salad&lt;br /&gt;Sport?: badmitton&lt;br /&gt;Animal?: cheeta&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream?: cotton candy... &lt;br /&gt;Candy?: fun dip&lt;br /&gt;Store?: joann fabrics&lt;br /&gt;Salad Dressing?: italian&lt;br /&gt;Actor?: hmm.. I dunno&lt;br /&gt;Song?: pretty baby- cursive&lt;br /&gt;Letter?: X&lt;br /&gt;Number?: 13&lt;br /&gt;Gum?: orange orbits... &lt;br /&gt;Holiday?: arbor day&lt;br /&gt;Season?: winter&lt;br /&gt;Toothpaste Flavor?: green yummy&lt;br /&gt;Radio Station?: k rock I guess&lt;br /&gt;Perfume?: love spell... or that stuff I had a long time ago that smelled like sea mist... &lt;br /&gt;Scent besides perfume?: laundry softner&lt;br /&gt;Body part on the opposite sex?: hands and necks... but mostly personality is key I guess? I dunno I&apos;m a loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS AND LIFE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Do You Want To Be When You Grow Up?: a fashion designer?&lt;br /&gt;How Do You Want To Die?: blowing up london bridge and singing london bridge is falling down &lt;br /&gt;Turn ons:: kindness... humor... basic connection?&lt;br /&gt;Turn offs:: smoking, smelling, uber fatness&lt;br /&gt;Which One Of Your Friends Acts The Most Like You?: I dunno... I spend the most time with sam... &lt;br /&gt;Who&apos;s The Loudest?: Tara&lt;br /&gt;Who Makes You Laugh The Most?: Todd&lt;br /&gt;Who Have You Known The Longest?: emmy/todd&lt;br /&gt;Who&apos;s The Shyist?: um... matt luck?&lt;br /&gt;When Have You Cried The Most?: when... I went to the hospital... &lt;br /&gt;What Is The Best Feeling In The World?: someone holding your hand so tight that it erases all doubt that you don&apos;t have someone to love and trust... that you aren&apos;t alone... &lt;br /&gt;Worst Feeling?: not knowing what to do... &lt;br /&gt;Where Do You Want To Live When You Grow Up?: all over... &lt;br /&gt;If You Could Change One Thing About You What Would It Be?: whatever will change in time I guess... I like who I am... &lt;br /&gt;How Long Do You Think You&apos;ll Live?: thirties????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINISH EACH SENTENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s walk on the: in the road... &lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s look at the: sky&lt;br /&gt;What a nice: lady... lets give her a huge tip... &lt;br /&gt;Where did all the: trees go?&lt;br /&gt;Why can&apos;t we: just kill the stupid people?&lt;br /&gt;Silly, little: faggot... dicks are for chicks... &lt;br /&gt;Isn&apos;t it weird that: you&apos;re a poopdick... &lt;br /&gt;Never under any circumstance: do I want to be an emo... &lt;br /&gt;I wish: I could find a way... &lt;br /&gt;Everyone has a: chance&lt;br /&gt;I am: lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been In Love?: no&lt;br /&gt;Been To Juvie?: no&lt;br /&gt;Mooned Someone?: yes...&lt;br /&gt;Been Rejected?: i dont think so...&lt;br /&gt;Ran Away From Home?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Pictured Your Crush Naked?: sure....&lt;br /&gt;Skipped School?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Thought About Suicide?: yeah... &lt;br /&gt;Slept Outside?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Laughed So Hard You Cried?: yup.&lt;br /&gt;Cried In School?: yes....&lt;br /&gt;Thrown Up In School?: yes...&lt;br /&gt;Wanted To Be a Model?: no&lt;br /&gt;Cheated On Someone?: no&lt;br /&gt;Done Something Really Stupid That You Still Laugh At Today?: yeah... &lt;br /&gt;Seen A Dead Body?: funerals. grandma too... &lt;br /&gt;Been Bitched Out?: yep&lt;br /&gt;Drank Alcohol?: :-) awww... uh uh uh... yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoked?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Been On Drugs?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Eaten Sushi?: yeah... &lt;br /&gt;Been On Stage?: yuppp&lt;br /&gt;Gone Skinny Dipping?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Shoplifted?: why pay for it if u can just steal it?&lt;br /&gt;Been Drunk?: once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Been Called A Tease?: never&lt;br /&gt;Been Beaten Up?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swear?: of course... &lt;br /&gt;Sing Well?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Shower Daily?: every other day?&lt;br /&gt;Want To Go To College?: i am in college&lt;br /&gt;Want To Get Married?: I dunno... does there have to be other people involved? because relationships don&apos;t work out... &lt;br /&gt;Believe In Yourself?: sometimes... &lt;br /&gt;Get Motion Sickness?: no&lt;br /&gt;Think You Are Attractive?: no&lt;br /&gt;Get Along With Your Parents?: no they&apos;re kinda like strangers... &lt;br /&gt;Like Thunderstorms?:yeeeesssssss&lt;br /&gt;Play An Instrument?: no&lt;br /&gt;Own An IPOD?: no&lt;br /&gt;Pray?: no...&lt;br /&gt;Go To Church?: never&lt;br /&gt;Sleep With Stuffed Animals?: no&lt;br /&gt;Keep A Journal/Diary?: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Dance In The Rain?: when I can&lt;br /&gt;Sing In The Shower?: yes if theres music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke?: pepsi&lt;br /&gt;McDonald&apos;s or Burger King?: McDonalds&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates?: no dates.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla?: vanilla cake and icecream. choc. candy&lt;br /&gt;Strawberries or Blueberries?: strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Meat or Veggies?: chicken&lt;br /&gt;TV or Movie?: movie&lt;br /&gt;Guitar or Drums?: drums&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or Nike?: nike... &lt;br /&gt;Chinese or Mexican?: chinese&lt;br /&gt;Cheerios or Corn Flakes?: cheerios&lt;br /&gt;Cake or Pie?: pie&lt;br /&gt;MTV or VH1?: VH1&lt;br /&gt;Blind or Deaf?: blind&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or Briefs?: boxers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do The Splits?: no&lt;br /&gt;Write With Both Hands?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Whistle?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Blow A Bubble?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Roll Your Tongue In A Circle?: yep&lt;br /&gt;Cross Your Eyes?: yea&lt;br /&gt;Walk With Your Toes Curled?: yes but it hurts?&lt;br /&gt;Touch Your Tongue to Your Nose? no&lt;br /&gt;Dance?: no&lt;br /&gt;Eat Whatever You Want And Not Worry?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WAS THE LAST PERSON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Touched:: sammy I think... &lt;br /&gt;You Talked To On The Phone:: wardon&lt;br /&gt;You Instant Messaged:: sam&lt;br /&gt;You Hugged:: wardon?/sam?&lt;br /&gt;You Yelled At:: stupid bitch in front of me not going 100?&lt;br /&gt;You Played A Sport With:: PJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT&apos;S THE LAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time You Laughed?: a while ago... &lt;br /&gt;Time You Cried?: this morning&lt;br /&gt;Movie You Watched?: umm... something christmasy?&lt;br /&gt;Flavor Of Gum You Chewed?:idk&lt;br /&gt;Joke You Told?: idk&lt;br /&gt;Song You&apos;ve Sung?: evanescence maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT AT THIS MOMENT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where Are You?: dinning room.&lt;br /&gt;What Can You See Out Your Window?: the other side of the road&lt;br /&gt;Are You Listening To Music?: no&lt;br /&gt;What Are You Wearing?: pants dress corset long sleeve shirt socks and undergarments&lt;br /&gt;What&apos;s On Your Mousepad?: road runner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELIEFS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe there is life on other planets?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in miracles?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Magic?: yes.... but not the kind bosleh preforms... &lt;br /&gt;Love at first sight?: sure... why not... &lt;br /&gt;God?: a higher power yes... am not going to define it in such terms... &lt;br /&gt;Satan?: ditto... &lt;br /&gt;Ghosts?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Santa?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Evolution?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN A BOY... or GIRL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fav Eye Color:: doesn&apos;t matter as long as it&apos;s pretty.. &lt;br /&gt;Fav Hair Color:: dark...  &lt;br /&gt;Short or Long Hair::either or... s&apos;long as they don&apos;t look like an emo and it&apos;s enough to run your fingers through... &lt;br /&gt;Height:: same hieght or taller... &lt;br /&gt;Weight:: slender ish... I dunno... doesn&apos;t really matter s&apos;long as they aren&apos;tt uber big... &lt;br /&gt;Best Clothing Style:: whatever they like best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Country Would You Most Like To Visit?: England... then japan&lt;br /&gt;Number Of CD&apos;s I Own:: umm... legally... like ten... a fucking lot that aren&apos;t so legal... &lt;br /&gt;Your Good Luck Charm:: don&apos;t ahve any... &lt;br /&gt;How many pillows do you sleep with?: 3&lt;br /&gt;Do you drink milk?: sometimes... &lt;br /&gt;Person You Hate Most:: I dunno... nick prolly.. cause of the fucking rug burn he gave me yesterday that hurts like a fucking bitch... &lt;br /&gt;Most Outdated Phrase:: durka durka... &lt;br /&gt;Do you think God has a gender?: no... see above... &lt;br /&gt;Where do you think we go when we die?: wherever&lt;br /&gt;How many rings until you answer the phone?: enh... none - 3&lt;br /&gt;What is something scientists need to invent?: a time machine&lt;br /&gt;Are you a health freak?: no&lt;br /&gt;Are you a virgin?: yes&lt;br /&gt;If you could travel into space, where would you go?: differnt galaxies... searching for lifeforms of a more intelligent variety... maybe make space craft that is independent... so it doesn&apos;t need to tdock at homebase orwhatever first... &lt;br /&gt;What is the worst weather?: sunnyness... with no where to go in the sun... &lt;br /&gt;Did you play with Barbies as a child?: yeah... I popped all their heads off =-D &lt;br /&gt;How many grades have you failed?: kindegarden..., for not being there enough because I was sick...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Dec 2006 11:28:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>this gives me giggle fits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;500&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I&apos;ve been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Last Tuesday I broke &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_plasticinesmile&apos; lj:user=&apos;plasticinesmile&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://plasticinesmile.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://plasticinesmile.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;plasticinesmile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s X-Box &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-12 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last month I bought porn for &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_cupofpoison&apos; lj:user=&apos;cupofpoison&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cupofpoison.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cupofpoison.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;cupofpoison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(10 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In July I caught a purse-snatcher who stole &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_spoiledeuphoria&apos; lj:user=&apos;spoiledeuphoria&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://spoiledeuphoria.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://spoiledeuphoria.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;spoiledeuphoria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&apos;s purse &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(30 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Monday I ruled Duluth, Minnesota as a kind and benevolent dictator &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(700 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In June I gave &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser  ljuser-name_xgothic_slutx&apos; lj:user=&apos;xgothic_slutx&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xgothic-slutx.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://xgothic-slutx.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;xgothic_slutx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a wet willie, then I took it back &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-5 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I&apos;ve been &lt;b&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(723 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a Nintendo Wii&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;nonentityoflife&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/&quot;&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;uname&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Write Santa!&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2006 03:57:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I got a scholarship to potsdam for five hundred dollars... weird!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2006 16:27:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m a bitch... and I simply don&apos;t care who knows it anymore...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Oct 2006 00:36:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so that was interesting... don&apos;t really care if they think I&apos;m dumb but I&apos;m not useually intellectually stimulating... I prefer to listen then debate... I kinda suck at oration... and well I think that was one of the best philosophical and musical conversations I&apos;ve ever had the pleasure of being witness to... the rapper thought I was bored but I guess he sucks at reading human nature... or perhaps... I just come off that way I dunno... it was really interesting though not completely comfortable... amazing...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 21:51:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>a magician and a cowboy... what the fuck?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 30 Sep 2006 21:25:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Sewing :&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  My jacket&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jareds jacket&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Lady who paying me forty dollar&apos;s leg warmers&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; blanket&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; corset&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawing&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Koda&apos;s pants&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; tara&apos;s pants&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; blix&apos;s pants&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my pants&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; sailor moon pants&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; michelles green tea lady&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; manipura&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; six other chakras&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; whatever that lady wanted me to do in art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaning&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my room (this is a project cause I have to rearange it and put all my books back in alphabetical order and find some way for all my clothes to fit)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; my computer ( I have to burn all the music/movies on my computer on to discs so I can get more... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is it... if I&apos;ve forgotten anything... well oh well.. shoot me in the face..</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 21 Sep 2006 19:49:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>for those of you who walk on the side walk... beware I have my license... and for those of you who have carted me around... thank you and... I passed...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 13 Sep 2006 21:36:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m done with lj... at least posting to it... I&apos;m going to end up ghosting probably... lj has turnt into a place just for shock value and whineing for most of the people who were once my friends... so yeah if you talk about your life and that&apos;s basically it... thne yeah I&apos;ll read your lj... but if all your going to do is bitch on the same topic or be all like I&apos;m doing drugs look at me... or whatever I&apos;m not reading cause that&apos;s not all your life is about... and if that is all your life really is about... then I&apos;m really not sure we should be friends... so yeah... farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps... blix thanks for the warning...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Sep 2006 16:19:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I hate driving very much right now... one hour of nothing but backing up and it just makes me want to shoot myself in the face and the rip out my entrails just because it&apos;d be that much more fun...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 03 Sep 2006 18:01:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>yeah this is so totally normall... spending a sunday afternoon watching a japanese cartoon in spanish with enlish subtitles...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 01 Sep 2006 03:03:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I.... FUCKING... MISS... KAT!.. :-(</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 18:34:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>sometimes I just want to find a cave and live forever in my mind filled fantastical dillusions... I don&apos;t want to grow up... I don&apos;t want to face the things I&apos;m afraid of...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 17:12:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I really hate it when people tell&amp;nbsp; me what I should be doing in that snotty bitchy condescending tone... it makes me want to punch them so hard their bones break... or push them down a couple flights of stairs... make em fly make em die cause it really fucking pisses me off...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Aug 2006 11:28:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>this semester is going to fucking suck... my mom is being a complete and total bitch... she completely flipped out over a television remote and then didn&apos;t even apologize when it turns out her accuzations were false... I&apos;m sick of this shit... she just flipped out on me cause I got a little defensive over the fact that she went thru my bathroom closet... gonna wanna kill my self after this experience...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 20 Aug 2006 11:25:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>leaving at 8 getting there at like noon.... and unpacking... then leaving again</description>
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