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  <pubDate>Sun, 12 Feb 2006 08:48:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i don&apos;t want to be here anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 25 Sep 2004 09:28:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i fell in love today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 21 Sep 2004 07:18:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lemony fresh</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m here. i&apos;m here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m alive. but dude, my liver is hurting. oh so hurting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been busy now that school&apos;s started (though i hardly attend my classes...) - i&apos;m mostly caught up in rehearsals. if i&apos;m not there, i&apos;m at work. and if i&apos;m at neither, i&apos;m at a bar somewhere getting drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a fucken crazy weekend. i&apos;m going to leave it at that. definitely one for the books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the play is progressing in the right direction. i&apos;m super psyched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve attended a total of 4 classes since the semester began. i hope i don&apos;t fail, that&apos;s all. i need to earn all the credits so i won&apos;t be on probation. eeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m going to go and read. i have to catch up on art history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i&apos;m seeing someone too. though i hate to admit it...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Aug 2004 08:16:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>lemsip</title>
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  <description>super awesome fun time last thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew i was going to have fun, but not that much. it was a very solid bonding experience with a new friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn&apos;t want to be anywhere else in the world - i was happy sitting on that barstool with my wine and talking to danielle.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2004 19:00:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>case-a-dillas</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m sick, again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude that makes it the third time since i moved in the apartment last may. it&apos;s really bad this time since my coughs are super dry. lost my voice this morning - my manager said it was kind of sexy. i think i sound like a man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out last night with people from work. started drinking at 4pm and didn&apos;t stop until midnight. i was very happy and chill. i love frou-frou drinks...give me an amaretto sour any day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got off the phone with my aunt and she told me that i need to lie down and rest. rest. rest for 24 hours straight. (in my case, until i have to be back at work at 10am tomorrow - also, i&apos;ll hopefully be going out again tomorrow night. getting super happy with awesome friends...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peass out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2004 19:02:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>sigh</title>
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  <description>super awesome song: &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Finally Found You&quot;  by Weekend Excursion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i feel like i&apos;m behind on my bills when i&apos;m really not. i mean, i&apos;ve still got almost 2 weeks before everything is due, but well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoooooo.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 07:19:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>steak in cajun cream sauce over rice</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m really digging this laptop. it&apos;s everything i&apos;ve ever wanted in a system and more...it really just works and doesn&apos;t take a genius to figure out how to do things. it&apos;s awesome. soooo super fucken awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the hot list:&lt;br /&gt;Time for Me to Fly -	REO Speedwagon	&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t Stop Believin&apos; - Journey	&lt;br /&gt;After All - Peter Cetera and Cher&lt;br /&gt;Open Arms - Journey			&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t Fight This Feeling - REO Speedwagon	&lt;br /&gt;Your Song - Elton John&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully - Journey	&lt;br /&gt;Desperado - Eagles	&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re the Inspiration - Chicago	&lt;br /&gt;Take My Breath Away - Berlin			&lt;br /&gt;You Sang To Me - Marc Anthony	&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll Stand by You - The Pretenders						&lt;br /&gt;These are the Moments - Edwin McCain				&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t Let the Sun Go Down On Me - Elton John				&lt;br /&gt;Save Tonight - Eagle Eye Cherry	&lt;br /&gt;Blue Eyes Blue - Eric Clapton	&lt;br /&gt;In Your Eyes - Peter Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;br /&gt;there might be a giant move for me in the future. will know in 6 months time. no other discussion until then or until i know more about it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 02:02:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>shtuff</title>
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  <description>so went out today and purchased a few things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fall tuition&lt;br /&gt;-apple powerbook 12&quot; superdrive&lt;br /&gt;-apple ipod (20Gig)&lt;br /&gt;-hp printer&lt;br /&gt;-buffalo chicken tenders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m so happy i&apos;m incoherent. it&apos;s awesome. i love my mac. love it love it love it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also made another cd for dano. full of journey, reo speedwagon, peter cetera...it&apos;s so great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll be heading up to delaware on monday to hang out with joanna, dano and her family. i might spend the night, dunno the plans just yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hungry. must eat something...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2004 06:03:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>caesar</title>
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  <description>on the repeat:&lt;br /&gt;howie day - &quot;collide&quot;&lt;br /&gt;josh kelley - &quot;amazing&quot; (acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;maroon 5 - &quot;she will be loved&quot; (acoustic)&lt;br /&gt;default - &quot;all she wrote&quot; (*free download available on their website)&lt;br /&gt;santana feat. chad kroeger - &quot;why don&apos;t you &amp; i&quot;&lt;br /&gt;hoobastank - &quot;the reason&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought an aquarium today. it was a 10 gallon premium starter kit for $60. i&apos;m getting the fishes tomorrow. i&apos;m super psyched. i know it&apos;s a shitload of responsibility but i think i can handle it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want puffers. they&apos;ll be cool to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m going to go and make burgers. (you should try &lt;i&gt;gourmayo&lt;/i&gt;, the sun-dried tomato is just absolutely awesome).</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jul 2004 18:56:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>twizzlin</title>
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  <description>i taught a little girl how to pinkie-swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is the most perfect little girl in the whole wide world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is my favorite person right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got in at 6am this morning. worked last night at friday&apos;s then headed over the denny&apos;s with jo and dano. 2 1/2 hours of eating and talking. left steve the server a $40 tip on our $25 check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dano is the mother of the perfect little girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i&apos;m loving it while it&apos;s still great. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammer, i couldn&apos;t send your package out on time to reach you by tomorrow. by the end of the week, perhaps?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2004 03:21:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>d-day</title>
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  <description>i&apos;ve been busy with work. this is the earliest i&apos;ve been home in my apartment in a while - i mean, i got in at 5pm and zonked out until 9pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love working at friday&apos;s. working at the hotel isn&apos;t too bad either. more consistent income there - helps pay the bills. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i&apos;m going to buy an ibook. there&apos;s a deal at apple.com where if you buy an ibook and an ipod, you get a $200 rebate. sounds like a sweet deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my room is a mess. clothes everywhere. ikea bags everywhere. i should really stop shopping when i&apos;m depressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m finding it a task to be happy when i&apos;m outside of work. these past few weeks have been trying and i know that if i just keep trudging forward, chances are that things will get better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read the da vinci code. pretty good. liked it a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gillian and steve are coming to visit me in 2 weeks. i&apos;m super excited. i haven&apos;t seen her in 4 years - nearly 5. maybe more? at least it&apos;s been a while...and him, well, i&apos;ve never met him - but he might be &quot;it&quot; for her. so we&apos;ll see.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jul 2004 02:41:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>poopie butt face</title>
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  <description>not dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still alive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s someone&apos;s birthday coming up...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Jun 2004 19:06:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>tin foil</title>
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  <description>i have this awful burn on my hand. i got it from a grain of rice and it&apos;s shaped like it too. damn you fajitas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s actually been a few days since it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out drinking last night with a few friends. my new drink: a LARGE shot of the four horsemen. it&apos;s made up of jim, jack, johnny, and jose. quick, painless, and really, really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go to work soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working on my fall schedule again. i think i&apos;m going to drop the art history minor thing. and just focus on the theatre thing. i need to get things into gear.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2004 06:36:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>also in the plans: summer internship with a theatre in britain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will happen. and after that, i will have to prepare for my show - which, hopefully, will also happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might be in college for an additional semester. that&apos;s okay, i&apos;m cool with that.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jun 2004 05:55:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>phase</title>
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  <description>i&apos;ve been pondering about donating my eggs. i know it&apos;s a crazy idea to let my body go through that much pain but the rewards seem worth it. i don&apos;t think i&apos;ll ever get pregnant so to know that a part of me is thriving out there in the world would be a relief, somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we&apos;ll see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m also going to start taking archery lessons.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2004 06:44:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>seas of grams</title>
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  <description>i keep running away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i&apos;ve got somewhere to go whenever i don&apos;t feel like being where i am. it&apos;s the only way to keep me sane these days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m drafting plans for my room. i&apos;ve got to work with a very small budget, but with all the connections and cheap IKEA stuff, i think i can pull it off. the biggest expense will be the standing workstation. worth it though, in the end. &lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;finished reading &lt;u&gt;angels &amp; demons&lt;/u&gt; by dan brown. pretty quick and easy - reads like a movie. i&apos;m looking forward to &lt;u&gt;the da vinci code&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to work tonight but i gave up my shift so i can hang with my family. it&apos;s my stepdad&apos;s birthday and he&apos;s been through a lot this year. plus he&apos;s been there for me whenever i needed him so to tell him this morning that i couldn&apos;t be there today made me feel really guilty. so i got to work and somebody wanted to pick-up so that was that...then i start my new job on friday. it was supposed to be for tomorrow, but i forgot that it was my sister&apos;s graduation so i told them i couldn&apos;t make it. &lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;situation in the apartment isn&apos;t so pleasant. rather not get into it. &lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;saw &quot;the last samurai&quot; tonight. really great movie. loved it. tom cruise was robbed. so was ken watanabe. makes me want to go to japan and be with the cherry blossoms. &lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;i think the middle finger on my right hand is sprained. it hurts to bend it, but it&apos;s not swollen. i might have just strained it carrying all those hot and heavy plates at work...</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jun 2004 04:11:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>float</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;You think I think that an artist&apos;s job is to speak the truth. An artist&apos;s job is to captivate you for however long we&apos;ve asked for your attention. If we stumble into truth, we got lucky, and I don&apos;t get to decide what truth is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tabatha Fortis, THE WEST WING: Episode 61 &quot;The U.S. Poet Laureate&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2004 22:23:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bleh</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;According to Us Weekly (on stands Friday), Jen and Marc spent Sunday -- their first day as Mr. and Mrs. -- at a casual and relaxed barbeque at Lopez&apos;s house. Around 2 p.m. the newlyweds, along with 20 close friends and family members, munched on an array of picnic fare, including hot dogs, hamburgers and potato chips.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;a href=&quot;http://et.tv.yahoo.com/micro/couples/2004/06/07/lopezanthonywedding/&quot;&gt;Yahoo!TV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this really interesting news???</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Jun 2004 07:48:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>beans</title>
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  <description>not much has happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still at the apartment. haven&apos;t left. we got a dartboard, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://definitelyhateyou.blogspot.com&quot;&gt;definitelyhateyou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click for photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey ham, don&apos;t think i can make it up for your grad. my sister&apos;s graduating high school on the same day. i&apos;ll try to get up there on the day after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you can, visit &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.loslonelyboys.org&quot;&gt;los lonely boys&lt;/a&gt; and download &quot;heaven&quot;. it&apos;s my favorite song at the moment.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2004 18:32:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Flickr</title>
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  <description>This is a test post from &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;flickr&quot; src=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/images/flickr_logo_blog.gif&quot; width=&quot;41&quot; height=&quot;18&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; align=&quot;absmiddle&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, a fancy photo sharing thing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2004 04:36:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>skinned</title>
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  <description>so my plea has yet to be answered. it&apos;s all the same, really. there was almost no point for it in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m back at the apartment now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you ever incomplete? like, a huge chunk of you is missing and you don&apos;t know where it went? that&apos;s how i&apos;ve been feeling lately. and when i say lately, i mean, in recent years. but it&apos;s never been this bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent the past few days at my parents so i can remind myself of what&apos;s going on. this new venture into the world allowed me to almost forget and run away from the problems. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept putting it off before; thinking that i needed to direct my focus on more important things...but now, i don&apos;t have an excuse. i have to deal with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything under my feet is shifting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those really close to me know that all my life, i&apos;ve been looking for a place to belong - a place i can feel at home. i believed that what i was looking for was something tangible - like an actual building with windows and sinks. i thought that i would find everything i&apos;ve ever wanted inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did. i found it. for the past 4 years, i lived inside it. and now, it&apos;s coming apart. i don&apos;t know what to do - i don&apos;t even think i could do anything. i just wish i could hold on to it for a little longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s like knowing that you can&apos;t step back. each forward leap you make - is it. nothing exists behind you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you lean the wrong way, and you fall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this all sounds so depressing. i&apos;m sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bright side, i laughed hysterically last night when i was out with my sister (myrah), her boyfriend (billy), and drew. it felt good. thank you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2004 08:12:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>down left</title>
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  <description>i might just be a big wuss, but i don&apos;t feel well. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is wrong with me physically...except for a few fissures...which can be remedied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but mentally, i&apos;m a mess. and don&apos;t even get me started emotionally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what&apos;s worse is that i feel as if i shouldn&apos;t really complain about anything because what i&apos;m going through isn&apos;t a big deal. compared to what a friend of mine is going through...my life is peaches and cream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;ve always believed that pain is subjective. it still affects a person - regardless of its degree or even comparative worth, it still sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would love to talk to this friend about all of this - i really, really do. and she has asked that i go to her when something bothers me - she doesn&apos;t care if it appears petty...she wants to be there for me, as i have been for her. except, i just don&apos;t feel right about it. i can&apos;t help but not feel right about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right now, what i want the most - what i need the most is physical comfort. i want to someone to put me to sleep and tell me everything will be better in the morning. or to sit with me at the park while i read a book. or to just even hold me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i know i can get that from practically anyone i know - it&apos;s different when it&apos;s from someone i want to get it from...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to come undone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;let me fall apart. tell me it&apos;s okay. i want to know you&apos;ll be there when i need to be put back together.&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 May 2004 15:56:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>monster</title>
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  <description>at the apartment. watching ellen. just ate cookie crisp cereal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work going well...today is the last day of validations for work. hopefully i don&apos;t screw up too much. last night went okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim is on her way back. she would have been back last night except she was feeling sick so she got a room at a really raunchy hotel in jersey for $20. she said it&apos;s really shady...last i spoke with her was 10am --- she&apos;s waiting for traffic to die down. hopefully she&apos;s left by now. i have to work at 3 so i don&apos;t think i&apos;ll be here when she gets in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ellen&apos;s awesome.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 May 2004 07:04:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>she says hi</title>
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  <description>i got off work at 1130am. i&apos;ve been home alone since...well, alone with pretty since then. i took a couple of naps in the afternoon so now, i can&apos;t sleep. kim called me in her drunken stupor almost two hours ago to check up on her &quot;baby&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty, for the most part of the day, was napping with me. we played a little bit and went out for a couple of walks. then she spent some time waiting for kim by the door. then more time in kim&apos;s bed. she&apos;s whining about something right now...not sure what...more lovin&apos; maybe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, she&apos;s back by the door, waiting. and to think 5 more days until kim comes home. poor baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve allowed myself to be numb for the whole day. i did nothing productive and instead, just chill. i was going to go and get some groceries, but well...you know what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to get these tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;milk&lt;br /&gt;vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;bread&lt;br /&gt;ginger ale&lt;br /&gt;deli meat&lt;br /&gt;mayo&lt;br /&gt;salt&lt;br /&gt;pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to do these tomorrow:&lt;br /&gt;study for phase III exam&lt;br /&gt;throw a party...again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steve&apos;s not home yet. he&apos;s probably gaming at school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, iron chef is on so i&apos;m going to watch it. doood, i&apos;m so hungry.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 May 2004 02:23:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>not today</title>
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  <description>work is going alright. there&apos;s sooooo much to learn. the menu, alone, is kicking my ass. i hate that stupid grid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today/tonight was fun, though. got there by 9:45am and hung around until 830pm. hurrah for minimum wage!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kim left today for new england. she left pretty (her puppy) to our (steve&apos;s and mine&apos;s) care. i hope she doesn&apos;t pee/poop in my room...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had an interesting dream last night. it would be awesome if we could share dreams, you know what i mean? like, when you&apos;re talking to somebody in your dream, they&apos;re actually talking to you from their dream...like that. hmmm...that would be fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should go back to doing my laundry. CLEAN CLOTHES!!!</description>
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