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  <title>so fuct in the head</title>
  <subtitle>jake, or tarepan-man</subtitle>
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    <name>jake, or tarepan-man</name>
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  <updated>2006-05-27T23:45:28Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sansxfuct:6928</id>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2006-05-27T18:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-27T23:45:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-27T23:45:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so who's going to see diru and moi dix mois? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's been a long time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sansxfuct:6365</id>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2005-07-09T20:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-10T01:24:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-10T01:24:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yeah, so it's been awhile. ;-p how many of you are still kicking?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sansxfuct:6066</id>
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    <title>so have any of you ever broken something? ;-P</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T05:12:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T05:12:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coldplay - Speed of Sound</lj:music>
    <content type="html">damn. sprained my ankle today when helping my buddy luke move into his new place. my back hurts too, but at least it's functional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good thing it happened &lt;b&gt;after&lt;/b&gt; my vacation, so it didn't eat into my hours. im pretty sure that i'll be feeling out of place from not working for more than three weeks straight though.</content>
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    <title>nicked from misourafirewind</title>
    <published>2005-04-30T23:56:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-30T23:56:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x=yes&lt;br /&gt;(x) smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;(x) smoked a cigar.&lt;br /&gt;(x) smoked a joint&lt;br /&gt;(x) crashed a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;( ) stolen a car&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in love&lt;br /&gt;( ) been dumped&lt;br /&gt;( ) shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;( ) been fired&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;(x) snuck out of my parent's house&lt;br /&gt;( ) had feelings for someone who didn't have them back&lt;br /&gt;( ) been arrested&lt;br /&gt;(x) made out with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(x) lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a crush on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;(x) been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;(x) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;( ) seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a crush on one of your myspace friends&lt;br /&gt;(x) been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Mexico&lt;br /&gt;(x) been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;( ) seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show &lt;br /&gt;(x) thrown up in a bar&lt;br /&gt;( ) purposely set a part of myself on fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) eaten Sushi&lt;br /&gt;(x) been snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;(x) met someone in person from the internet&lt;br /&gt;(x) been moshing at a concert &lt;br /&gt;( ) been in an abusive relationship&lt;br /&gt;(x) taken painkillers&lt;br /&gt;( ) love someone or miss someone right now&lt;br /&gt;( ) laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by&lt;br /&gt;( ) made a snow angel&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a tea party&lt;br /&gt;( ) flown a kite&lt;br /&gt;(x) built a sand castle&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone puddle jumping &lt;br /&gt;( ) played dress up&lt;br /&gt;( ) jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone sledding&lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated while playing a game&lt;br /&gt;( ) been lonely&lt;br /&gt;(x) fallen asleep at work/SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;(x) used a fake id&lt;br /&gt;( ) watched the sun set&lt;br /&gt;(x) felt an earthquake&lt;br /&gt;(x) touched a snake&lt;br /&gt;( ) slept beneath the stars &lt;br /&gt;(x) been tickled&lt;br /&gt;(x) been robbed&lt;br /&gt;(x) been misunderstood &lt;br /&gt;( ) petted a reindeer/goat&lt;br /&gt;(x) won a contest&lt;br /&gt;(x) run a red light&lt;br /&gt;( ) been suspended from school&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in a car accident&lt;br /&gt;( ) had braces &lt;br /&gt;( ) felt like an outcast&lt;br /&gt;(x) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;(x) had deja vu&lt;br /&gt;( ) danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;( ) hated the way you look&lt;br /&gt;( ) witnessed a crime&lt;br /&gt;( ) pole danced&lt;br /&gt;( ) been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;( ) squished barefoot through the mud&lt;br /&gt;(x) been lost &lt;br /&gt;( ) been to the opposite side of the country world&lt;br /&gt;(x) swam in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;( ) felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;( ) cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;( ) played cops and robbers&lt;br /&gt;(x) recently colored with crayons/colored pencils/markers&lt;br /&gt;( ) sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;( ) paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;(x) done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(x) made prank phone calls when you were younger&lt;br /&gt;( ) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose&lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;( ) danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;(x) been kissed under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;(x) watched the sun rise with someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;( ) blown bubbles&lt;br /&gt;( ) made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;(x) crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone rollerskating&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a wish come true&lt;br /&gt;( ) humped a monkey&lt;br /&gt;( ) worn pearls&lt;br /&gt;(x) jumped off a bridge&lt;br /&gt;( ) screamed PENIS in public&lt;br /&gt;(x) ate dog/cat food&lt;br /&gt;( ) told a complete stranger you loved them&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed a mirror&lt;br /&gt;(x) sang in the shower &lt;br /&gt;( ) have/had a little black dress.&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a dream that you married someone&lt;br /&gt;(x) glued your hand to something&lt;br /&gt;( ) got your tongue stuck to a flag pole&lt;br /&gt;( ) kissed a fish&lt;br /&gt;( ) worn the opposite sex's clothes&lt;br /&gt;( ) been a cheerleader&lt;br /&gt;(x) sat on a roof top&lt;br /&gt;( ) screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;br /&gt;( ) done a one-handed cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;( ) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours&lt;br /&gt;(x) stayed up all night&lt;br /&gt;( ) didn't take a shower for a week&lt;br /&gt;(x) picked and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;br /&gt;(x) climbed a tree&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a tree house&lt;br /&gt;( ) are scared to watch scary movies&lt;br /&gt;(x) believe in ghosts&lt;br /&gt;( ) have more than 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;( ) worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone streaking &lt;br /&gt;(x) pushed into a pool/lake with all your clothes on&lt;br /&gt;(x) been told you're beautiful by a complete stranger&lt;br /&gt;( ) broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;(x) been easily amused&lt;br /&gt;(x) caught a fish then ate it&lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;( ) laughed so hard you cried&lt;br /&gt;( ) cried so hard you laughed&lt;br /&gt;( ) mooned someone&lt;br /&gt;( ) had someone moon/flash you&lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;( ) have a Britney Spears CD&lt;br /&gt;(x) forgotten someone's name?&lt;br /&gt;(x) slept naked&lt;br /&gt;( ) French braided someone's hair?&lt;br /&gt;(x) grown a beard &lt;br /&gt;( ) belong to the KKK &lt;br /&gt;(x) slept with your bf / gf&lt;br /&gt;(x) slept with someone u werent going out with&lt;br /&gt;(x) went skinny dipping&lt;br /&gt;( ) died</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sansxfuct:5198</id>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2005-04-24T21:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-25T02:47:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-25T02:47:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">long time no post. hope you all are doin alright for yourselves. i'll try to catch up on your livejournals but if i missed something important, hit me up. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got promoted, go me. will be using my vacation time in two weeks, so i can't wait. nat and i still don't know what we want to do or where we want to go. we'd better decide soon if we want decent prices on things. she's always last minute about things, if i don't say anything i don't think she's ever get done with stuff. why drop so much on a fancy pda when you just use your boyfriend as your daily schedule? makes sense, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i assembled my drum kit finally in the back room. not a lot of space though with all the clutter, so maybe next weekend I'll try clearing it out. i think a lot of it is alex's stuff more than mine, so i'll have to bug him to help clean on saturday. i need some more space so i pound away, who cares about the neighbors? :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK i just noticed i managed to get hair dye on my new shirt. i was coloring my friend kristin's hair and while i was mixing the bottles i thought about changing it but just went screw it. great. now it's been downsized to kitchen rags.</content>
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    <title>can't comment on friends posts either</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T02:30:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T02:30:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">great. lj just ate my last post because it's in read-only mode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's okay. i've only been writing for the last ten minutes. i only talked about the secret of the universe and the meaning of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you didn't miss anything.</content>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2005-03-07T19:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T01:50:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T01:50:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, it looks like we're finally rodent-free. i'm sure as hell the guy kept fudging up the visits so he could keep coming back. we didn't have to pay for it, but it ate up our time and our nerves. first we did rock paper scissors for who would stay the first couple of visits but i kept losing. :-P alex took pity on me though in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got an email from dad yesterday asking me if he can bring my sisters around next weekend. i said sure, so long as they don't have any sugar beforehand.</content>
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    <title>the hell</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T19:06:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T19:08:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hmm, just checked my voicemail. alex called me saying the exterminator came today. wtf? they'd said thursday. alex didn't even say if we got critters or not, he just went on about how the exterminator guy is huge and creepy and kept checking him out. god, i'm glad i had to work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fuck, he's coming back tomorrow. i guess it means we probably do have an infestation. gotta call natalie now and ask if she'll come over and protect me.</content>
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    <title>man.</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T16:52:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T16:52:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we keep hearing those noises. we've heard them at the same time while in the same room so we're not cracking up. well, maybe we are because every time someone's been over and we ask if they hear anything they look at us weird and say no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i take back what i said about it being like paper crinkling, it's more like scratching on the inside of the walls. damnit, i knew this place was too good to be true. alex is convinced we need an exorcist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, i just got off the phone with the exterminator for a date on thursday at seven.</content>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2005-02-19T09:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-19T15:57:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-19T15:57:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i woke up a couple hours ago cos i heard this weird rustling noise. kind of like paper crackling. i couldn't find the source of the problem, so i went back to bed. half an hour later my roomie wakes me up saying he keeps hearing a weird noise and if i've been hearing it too. i know he saw &lt;i&gt;the grudge&lt;/i&gt; thursday night so i played it up, telling him last night i thought i saw shadowy things moving in the front room (which is right next to his bedroom), but i thought id been dreaming so i didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heheh, alex was looking like he was trying not to freak out. "you serious, man?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i'm evil. i guess i'll really deserve it if we have some kind of demon spirit in the place.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sansxfuct:3484</id>
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    <title>since two or three of you of did it ...</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T23:00:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T23:00:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>KISS - Naked Cry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; what does "meme" mean anyway?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sansxfuct:3065</id>
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    <title>home is good</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T07:45:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T07:45:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fatima - Sticky Flower</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's been really good to be back home. i don't mind driving, but after a while you start foaming at the mouth behind the wheel. the seat and floors were covered with jewel cases, cds, and empty soda cans. those were the only things that got me though. caffeine and music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i moved here on my own two years ago my dad was sending me support checks every month. just when i was thinking i'd have to downsize to an even smaller place in a suckass neighborhood, i really lucked out and met natalie and my current roomie alex at a bar. i was kind of wary of them as i had just moved here and they kept trying to talk to me. one minute into the conversation i realized they were just really drunk and harmless. and hey, the girl was pretty hot. ;-) i ended up taking their drunk asses home cos i'm such a nice guy (plus my ride ditched me and i didn't know the way back to my apartment, heh) and crashing for the night. alex's old roommate was leaving the country, and he asked if i wanted in. i said i couldn't afford it though i would have in a heartbeat cos the apartment was fucking &lt;i&gt;ripped&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's where natalie came in and said, hey my dad's hiring new people for his business, and the pay's good. i didn't think she was serious but after two phonecalls i'd gotten a new apartment and new job. not much longer after that i got a new gf too. ;-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, i was going to write about my trip and i got sidetracked by the sheer greatness that is my apartment. alex is rarely ever in, and if he is, he's sleeping. most of the time i pretend i don't have a roomie, and that i live alone. ;-)</content>
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    <title>so behind</title>
    <published>2005-01-14T03:33:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-14T03:33:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Linkin Park - High Voltage</lj:music>
    <content type="html">behind on this journal stuff. you guys write a lot. ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got new iconage, made by &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_mana_fan' lj:user='mana_fan' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mana-fan.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://mana-fan.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mana_fan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. you guys should check out her LJ and jrock sites too, her art will totally blow you away. ;-) now all my icons are of hide, heh. i need to get a paid account or kill a few people for the LJ staff so i can get more icons. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing really new here. work, sleep, check email. eat occasionally. can't wait for the weekend, cause I don't have to work.</content>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2005-01-09T22:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-10T04:51:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-10T04:51:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pink Floyd - See Emily Play</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my gf is totally in love with miyavi. no, i'm not threatened, but my image is. i just don't think i'll look good with my do dyed grey and cut to resemble a mohawk and my body covered with tats. no thanks. i've never even heard of him until natalie came along. since i'm so easygoing sooner or later she's going to convert me. she already tells me things like we're the same height and why don't i take up guitar? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my roomie rented wicker park and all i hear is him yelling how much the movie sucks. and yet he continues to watch it. he must want his money's worth.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sansxfuct:1657</id>
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    <title>don't give me your purse to hold either.</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T06:34:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T06:34:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Radiohead - Idioteque</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my roomie and i held a new year's party at our apartment this time. one nice thing about it is that you can pass out any place you want and not worry about getting home. a hundred bad things about it include the floor being completely covered in dirty confetti, beer cans, and broken glass, people breaking furniture for the pure hell of it, my roomie getting so drunk that he threw the ferns out the 3rd story window, and mickey having having sex in the bathtub with the ukranian girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i was the one who had to clean up my gf's vomit on the stairs. she has no memory of doing it, and uh, i've decided to keep it to myself and not tell her. it was not one of her better moments, i can tell you that much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from being totally shitfaced the entire night, one really funny thing that stood out was nat giving me her bra to hold. apparently she'd broken the strap or clasp or whatever and didn't want to wear it anymore. "hold this for me, jake." so i wore it around my head for the rest of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember putting it in the fishtank at all. i really don't.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sansxfuct:1398</id>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2005-01-05T00:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-05T06:12:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-05T06:12:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh hey, i just got over my hangover.</content>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2004-12-22T17:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-22T23:59:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-23T01:27:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>shakka labbits - rollie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so are you all done with your christmas shopping? i play it smart every year and make it a point to finish in november. then i procrastinate all december about wrapping them, haha. i just went to wal-mart to get some rolls of giftwrap, and they were on clearance, sweet. the designs are kind of ugly though, pastel snowmen and penguins... oh well, they're going to be forgotten and in complete shreds on the floor later, right? i'm pretty good at this wrapping thing, and my roomie gives me all his crap to wrap too. natalie asked me too, now that i think of it. geez, i should work at a department store ;-) it's a lot cheaper to wrap than to stuff everything in giftbags with metallic tissue paper like she does. all of nat's presents to me suck in that way cos i like to rip stuff open. call me a big kid, but it's really satisfying, somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, my roomie is freaking out because he just started shopping this week and still needs presents. sucks to be him. ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, after the holidays i am going to figure out all those bittorrent, soul seek, emule downloading things. anyone of you great geniuses want to give me some pointers? as i am clueless. ;-) i really don't know which i should work with. basically i want the seth and holth movie (unless nena, you're going to actually send me a copy ;-)), the naruto series and the liveaction sm series (you shut up, i'm a big fan of the cartoon ;-)). Unless some of you live on aim, then you should totally make my year and hit me up: taresans</content>
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    <title>sansxfuct @ 2004-12-18T18:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-19T00:56:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-19T00:56:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">found out my mother sent me a christmas card. fuck, this means i should probably send her one. i really don't want to take the time to buy and address a card to her. i'm pretty sure she feels good sending me a card like we're cool. if i don't send her one or if i do, it's like she wins anyway. i think i'll just toss it or put it through the shredder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natalie asked me to watch her crazy-assed dog. that thing does not like me. it's this weird little pomeranian mix that's after jakey's blood. she thinks &lt;i&gt;i'm&lt;/i&gt;the crazy one, but that little dog is evil. don't get me wrong, i like dogs, just not that one. i usually shut it up in the bathroom and leave him there until nat comes to pick him up. he's freaking litter trained, do you know you can litter train dogs now? that's some crazy shit. i'm glad about it, no way am i walking that powder puff and trailing after him with a plastic bag in my hand. the things you do for your girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't remember the last time i ate. no for real, i'm sitting here trying to decide if i'm hungry and what was the last thing i ate. should head out. later, chickies. hit me up if i missed something important in your entries. meg, i'll be on later tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.</content>
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    <title>man, i'm needy.</title>
    <published>2004-12-10T23:45:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-10T23:45:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>buddy rich</lj:music>
    <content type="html">dude, can someone give me some good free icon communities. y'all don't wanna see my funky mug all the time. even i'm sick of seeing it. ;-) either that, or give me a serial code for photoshop. ;-)</content>
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