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                <title>wiggity.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jul 2009 13:50:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ funny old thing, life.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Tada</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 10:59:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So my mom was going to get me an super sleek iPod Touch to touch for my birthday, but that's totally absolutely not working out. Anywayyyyyyy <br />She was out garage sale...ing... today, and she found an awesome film camera. Totally badass. A Minolta x700 with like four different lenses and an autowinder and flash and tripod and camera bag and filters for triple awesomeness for only like $125. So right now she's out bringing it home to me, and I'm sitting here reading stuffy old manuals on how the hell to use it. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> <br />Also, we miiiiiiight be going camping tonight. Looks like probably most for sure no, but things, do they happen. <br />Also, Bradley is very sweet and mega good to me, and he is going to let me take pictures of him with my new camera. And my other ones. Because he likes me very much. <br />Also my other friends are going to be very complaint about getting photographed as well, seeing as everyone alive ever exists only to please me. <br />And.... do I really have to say it?..........soup.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>fall 09</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 20:49:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ monday <br />social problems 10-1050<br />german 1-2:50<br />italian 3-5:30<br /><br />tuesday <br />environmental science 9-10:15<br /><br />wednesday<br />social problems 10-10:50<br />german 1-2:50<br /><br />thursday<br />environmental science 9-10:15<br />environmental science lab 10:30- 12:20<br /><br />friday<br />social problems 10-10:50<br />italian 3-5:30<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>part one.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Apr 2009 01:09:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am thinking. <br />_______<br />Do you know what I was going to write about tonight? I was going to write about how happy I am, and how insecure that usually makes me feel. I was going to say how I don't know what love is but I love the people in my life and I hope that they love me back. I was going to go on and on about how everything that used to make me feel terrible or uncared for or keep me from holding out my heart to people holds absolutely no sway on my anymore. About how I am in life 100%, and I should be terrified and I should be hoping every day that I don't get myself hurt, but I'm not and I don't because I'm too busy enjoying the ride to care if it ends in a cliff.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>note to self</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Mar 2009 18:10:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ -Don't compare people. Everyone is who they is. Accept them exactly as they are.<br />-Embrace the present moment. The past is gone and the future is happening now.<br />-Give your full attention to the people you care for. <br />-Listen.<br />-Always say what you mean.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>haikus all up in hurr</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Feb 2009 14:24:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ annie isn't here<br />left a note she hopes is clear:<br />see you soon my dear.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>aurally speaking</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 17:18:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ she woke up.<br />at least, she thought she woke up.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>dot</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 19:14:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ hagrid.<br />is full of love.<br />hagrid is fun to hug.<br />just.<br />don't get stuck. <br />in hagrid's beard.<br />AHHHHHHHH.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Because you did too</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 17:47:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Three things you wanna do before you die:<br />1. Go a whole day speaking only ubbie-dubbie in a profession setting. (ie: work)<br />2. Fly a plane<br />3. See every country <br /><br />Three things you're afraid of: <br />I made a list of things I'm afraid of last night, at about 3 in the morning, because I couldn't sleep. <a href="http://infinitend.blogspot.com/2008/11/things-im-afraid-of.html">[link]</a><br /><br />Three essential things you do every day:<br />1. Brush my teeth<br />2. Tell my mommy I love her<br />3. Think new things<br /><br />Three things you're wearing right now:<br />1. Fuzzy grey slippers (2)<br />2. Threadless sweatshirt (1)<br />3. Crystal ball earrings (3)<br /><br />Three of your favorite bands:<br />1. Snow Patrol<br />2. Lydia<br />3. The Dear Hunter<br /><br />Three songs that describe your life at the moment:<br />1. Song For Luna- As Tall as Lions<br />2. Narcolepcy- Ben Folds Five<br />3. Papercuts- Gym Class Heroes <br /><br />Two true things and one lie (not necessary in that order)<br />1. I have insomnia<br />2. I've been walking in the forest at night with no lights<br />3. I'm in love with someone<br /><br />Three physical things you like in the opposite<br />sex:<br />1. In shape<br />2. Clean lungs?<br />3. Nice teeth<br /><br />Three of your favorite hobbies:<br />1. Water sports<br />2. Playing music<br />3. Photography<br /><br />Three things you desperately want to do right now:<br />1. Travel<br />2. Find out I'm a wizard and go to wizard school<br />3. Win the Lottery <br /><br />Three things that make you stereotypically a boy:<br />1. I make friends with guys easily<br />2. I wouldn't wear lipstick without being paid<br />3. I'm not afraid of taking risks<br /><br />Three things that make you stereotypically a girl:<br />1. I like to have nice looking hair and my face isn't too messed up<br />2. I have a lot of shoes<br />3. I like boys<br /><br />Three things that are on your table:<br />1. The book I write poems/random things in<br />2. A bag I made. It has a Buzz Lightyear strap and the inside is lime green Doctor Seuss characters. It's full of candy.<br />3. My sister<br /><br />Three fictional people you would like to meet:<br />1. Zaphod Beeblebrox<br />2. Bean<br />3. Hermione <br /><br />Three phrases you often say:<br />1. That's what she said<br />2. Crazysauce<br />3. 600 bad<br /><br />Three things about yourself you want to change:<br />1. My lack of magical powers<br />2. My lack of superhuman powers<br />3. My lack of time machine.<br /><br /><br />Yeah. I don't know. Everyone else does these all the time, figured I might as well.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>When you don't know</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 23:49:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ underscore<br />Have you ever felt like you need a new colour? <br />Something that pops out at you, accosts your eyes?<br />underscore<br /><br /><br />zu fragmentarisch ist welt und leben<br /><br /><br />Alchemy-<br />I lift my heart as spring lifts up<br />A yellow daisy to the rain;<br />My heart would make a lovely cup<br />AlthoÂ it holds but pain.<br /><br />I think Sara Teasdale is such a bore sometimes, all that love, tragedy....<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Like you know</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Oct 2008 01:35:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ He's a one trick pony<br />One trick is all that horse can do<br />He does one trick only<br />Its the principal source of his revenue<br />And when he steps into the spotlight<br />You can feel the heat of his heart<br />Come rising through<br /><br />See how he dances<br />See how he loops from side to side<br />See how he prances<br />The way his hooves just seem to glide<br />Hes just a one trick pony (that's all he is)<br />But he turns that trick with pride<br /><br />He makes it look so easy<br />He looks so clean<br />He moves like God's<br />Immaculate machine<br />He makes me think about<br />All of these extra movements I make<br />And all of this herky-jerky motion<br />And the bag of tricks it takes<br />To get me through my working day<br />One-trick pony<br /><br />He's a one trick pony<br />He either fails or he succeeds<br />He gives his testimony<br />Then he relaxes in the weeds<br />Hes got one trick to last a lifetime<br />But that's all a pony needs<br />(that's all he needs)<br /><b>BU DUH DUH DEH BU DUH DUH DEN BU BU DUH DE DE DUN DE DUU</b><br /><br /><br />__________________________________<br /><br />He relaxes in the weeds. And then he asks for a sugar cube.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>To the world:</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Oct 2008 14:32:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Things are not what they seem; or to be more accurate, they are not only what they seem, but very much else besides.- Aldous Huxley<br /><br />The body is a focused form of energy. Within 7-8 years, your body will not be the body you currently reside in. Every single cell will have been replaced. You will be new. There's no switchover. You don't step out of the old you into the new you. Just a gradual change that constantly happens without our help. Like many other aspects of life, we have no control over this. <br />Our bodies change, or physical appearance change, but some of us refuse to allow our minds to change. Our outdated thoughts are not replaced, but often reinforced by experiences, by culture or religion, or by simple stubbornness. Knowledge and experience, opinions, thoughts.. these things are infinite. We can't even comprehend infinity. As humans we isolate very little of our brain power, we focus on a very very minuscule pattern of life, and we live it with fervor (or with dislike or with indifference). Yet we have the capacity to change our focus, and that, our desire for change, is what separates us from other animals. Why, then, do some people not desire change? Is it a form of self harm to stay in patterns that are familiar at the cost of new experiences (or thoughts or emotions), or is it just our natural instinct as animals? <br /><br />Basically what I've been wondering is... are some people just... boring?<br />Sometimes I think maybe whoever said it was on to something with the theory that there are only a handful of 'real' people on earth at any given time, and the rest are just 'extras'. It make sense, really. You look around and you see people who work their lives as gas station attendants, as ticket takers, as crowds. <br />Do they desire change?<br />Are they thinking thoughts that haven't been thought before? <br />Are they just robots? <br />Are they empty shells of unoriginality, copies of copies of other people, patched together from their thoughts and feelings, opinions, beliefs?<br />Or do they, too have the capacity for change, but fail to work for it?<br />Do they have the will hidden somewhere in their genetic code to break out of their uneventful patterns?<br />Am I a person like this? Are you? Are we all?<br /><br />I don't know. Nobody does. How can we. Most people are in pursuit of happiness, satisfaction, knowledge. Being aware of everything we think, all the time would be too distracting in that pursuit. <br /><br /><br />Always endeavor to associate yourself with people in pursuit of the truth. -whoever<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'd like to thank the academy</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 23:29:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I received one of the most amazing comments ever, and I have to share it.<br /><a href="http://photoninja.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/h/photoninja.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconphotoninja:" title="photoninja"/></a> says <br />"Delightfully bitter, like verbal horseradish."<br />about <a href="http://aesirchar.deviantart.com/art/Seeing-as-100706357">This</a><br /><br /><br />PS: You should check out his gallery, he has mad skills. <br /><br />PPS: C6H12O6 -> 3CO2+3CH4, the SMRCA specifically exempts mountaintop removal, and 27,000 people live on the dump outside of Cairo, Egypt.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>do you think they listen?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2008 16:58:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm here for the thoughts<br />what do you think?<br /><br />PS: 5000 pageviews! lollerskates<br />thanks for putting up with me sometimes.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Response to a Marlie</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Sep 2008 11:25:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My path to forgiveness began with acceptance. One of the things that resonated most with me as a child, along with 'think about the things you say, your word is what will be remembered of you' was that the truest way to love the world is as a whole. The message I take from all the suffering in the world is that to have true peace we must all accept one another. We must know that each of us is different, and show kindness even in the face of evil. Negative emotions sent out into the world will be reciprocated, so the only way to kill evil is to show it love. <br />I accept the negative things that have happened to me by way of other people. I accept it because I know that if I don't, it would reflect off of me into the place I'm trying to make more beautiful. My goal is to reflect goodness, to get beyond myself as an individual to myself as an example, myself as a lifetime, as a whole. <br />To be specific I accept my father. I know that his actions are unjustified, I know that he is paying for his past choices, his past reflection of himself. But I accept that he is on his own path to himself. He is on his own journey to peace. Though his actions may affect my life, that does not make them MY LIFE. I forgive him his choices because if I make a mistake, if I hurt him, I want the same for myself. I want to be forgiven. It may never happen that I harm him, but I know that by showing him my love, showing him that no matter his faults he is not turned away, showing him that I forgive his past actions, even if they hurt me, he may learn to change his own future. <br />Because I forgive him, however, does not mean that I will give him the opportunity to cause me harm again. My life has been changed in the direction of good since he left it, and he now understands that. I am not indebted to him, I do not have to involve myself with him further. It would only give him the chance to hurt me again, and he is not at a point in his journey that he would be able to handle that responsibility. In refusing him that right, that privilege, I am not reflecting negativity into the world, nor am I reflecting a great amount of positivity. Hopefully someday our relationship will mutually reflect love and happiness, but that will take time and effort. Time and effort on both parts. So in the meantime I can help him by the gift of example. By moving forward instead of lingering on the past. <br />We have very different lives in some ways, Marlie. But I believe we show each other happiness, that we bring good to the world in our friendship. Hopefully in the future you will be able to see more clearly the good that has come of your past, and show that to the world. Turn your sadness into joy, reflect it to the world. Show them the person you have become in changing. You're on your way; we're all on our way.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pineapples</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 22:30:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Make my tongue tingle the same way.<br /><br />You'll never guess what I missed Friday.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Pain in the Rain</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 23 Sep 2008 22:31:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am so much bigger than a little pain. <br />When I put negativity into the world that's what I'm going to get back.<br />How is anyone going to know that I'm amazing if I don't tell them?<br /><br />I've realized there's no reason to define myself by my issues, even in my mind. I am not my problems. I am in control. <br /><br />Just change the little tape in your head.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>my.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Sep 2008 22:53:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ we're like atoms with unbalanced outer-orbital shells, to use an obsolete analogy.<br />everyone's just trying to find their missing electrons. <br />be positively charged, everyone.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Neh</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Sep 2008 10:50:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So things didn't work out.<br />Oh well.<br />Maybe some day.<br />Least I can't say I didn't say anything.<br /><br />Go team!?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Present Tomorrow</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Sep 2008 15:06:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Crumbs in room temperature milk<br />Float like microorganisms in estuary salt marshes<br />Rubber ducks corrode holes into the ironing board<br />Sudden mouths on sodden snails<br /><br />I miss the days when I could use the words 'allergando' and 'rallentando' for extra credit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Rain</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Aug 2008 22:25:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ruined my day.<br /><br />Which was otherwise fine and dandy.<br />Only I kept on showing up too early for my classes. <br />Which is probably not too bad because everyone else I know was complaining about parking. I didn't have any parking issues...<br /><br />I was going to do this whole photo shoot in a cave thing today, but it was way too rainy to risk the climb.. So I'm doing that tomorrow, and maybe breakfast too.. <br />Breakfast sounds so good... I'm hungry...<br />Lately.<br />I know, weird.<br /><br />Um... other than that... I guess that's my entire opinion on my 'firstdayofcolllege'. It's like high school. I knew everyone was lying. Just like they were when they made a big deal out of high school. <br /><br />Maybe it won't sink in until I'm working on my doctorate. <br />Which I'm getting. Don't even worry about that.<br />You might as well start calling me Doctor S. now. <br />Which sort of looks like Doctors. You can call me Doctors. I'm so awesome I'm more than one doctor. <br /><br />Future self: REMEMBER THE ALAMO. UR.. WAIT.. I MEAN, REMEMBER TOMORROW.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Pineapples!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Aug 2008 20:00:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Eeeee's baaaack? (&#^*)<br />I'm so hungry. <br />Speaking of the Fair..<br />I'm going, I think. Supposed to anywayz. I did go a little while today with my parents. Got a nifty henna tattoo, even if it is really quite faded (might just be that I'm pretty damn tan right now). <br />I saw <a href="http://starlightspoint7.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/t/starlightspoint7.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconstarlightspoint7:" title="starlightspoint7"/></a>'s  awesome pictures, and her little special award thing..  dig it:<br /><a href="http://starlightspoint7.deviantart.com/art/Legacy-84367513">[link]</a><br /><a href="http://starlightspoint7.deviantart.com/art/Oncoming-Darkness-60110477">[link]</a><br />.... annnnnddd.. that's pretty much it.<br />Monday I get an actual photoshoot in this little cave thing by the Post Falls beach. Will be awesome, I'm sure. <br />It's also my first day at the community college, but whatevs. I've got yoga, English, and photography. Will take up a whole... four hours of my day. <br />I'm hungry.<br />Still.<br />I'm going to eat.<br />Over.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Large</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2008 23:01:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today was the first time I'd been to church in probably.. six years. <br />It's basically still the same. Except for the band before never had guitars. And everyone usually sang a lot better. Maybe it was just a tough crowd. <br />I guess it just reaffirmed that I am not a church person though. <br />Choosing between all the religions I've experienced, I think that Judaism was the closest thing to enjoying worship as I could get. <br />After church Mike and Kelsey and a bunch of us (there was a striking number of people I know there) went to Red Robin and ate.. Mike forgot his wallet, so I split this... chicken caeser wrap thing with him.. <br />So basically tonight was a good night. All the people at the church were pretty welcoming, even if the sermon did technically damn me to eternal 'hell'. <br />I was wondering the whole time though, how everyone there was so completely certain that what they believe is the only and the correct truth. So I have a question for you, the thousands of people who will not read this:<br />I am an atheist. That means only that I do not believe in a or any Gods. Some religions believe that because I do not follow their path of 'righteousness', I will never be accepted into their 'Kingdom of Heaven'. I have good values, I do not 'sin', I don't judge, I don't hate, I have love for my fellow humans...<br />So Why Am I Going To 'Hell' In The Eyes Of Your Religion?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>November 9, 1994</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 02:38:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ T minus four days.<br />Did you know? Cows don't have upper front teeth.<br />Did you know? The cornea is the only living tissue in the human body that does not contain any blood vessels.<br />Did you know? The average human head weighs about eight pounds.<br /><br /><br />I forget to blink sometimes. <br /><br /><br />__________________________________________<br /><br /><a href="http://iambeing.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/i/a/iambeing.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconiambeing:" title="iambeing"/></a><br />this is is your brain on Canon Digital Rebel XSi<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>20 August, 358 AM</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Aug 2008 03:59:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It just started raining.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Welcome to the fact that</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Aug 2008 15:08:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ monday <br />8-8:50     yoga<br />1-1:50     photography <br />2-2:50     english 102<br />tuesday<br />9-10:15    environmental science<br />6-9        communications<br />wednesday<br />8-8:50     yoga<br />1-1:50     photography <br />2-2:50     english 102<br />thursday <br />9-10:15    environmental science<br />10:30-12:20environmental science lab<br />friday<br />8-8:50     yoga<br />1-1:50     photography<br />2-2:50     english 102<br /><br />...you are not who you tell yourself. <br /><br />:spends:<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wednesdays in December</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 22:58:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ have a heart.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Spite</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jul 2008 18:17:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Der Weg von der Innigkeit zur GrÃ¶Ãe geht durch das Opfer. -Kassner<br /><br />Ah, to be young again, and also a robot.<br /><br />No, I really don't believe. I'll bet it doesn't last. Nothing ever does, it seems.<br /><br />Who loves the moon? Because it's close to us, I mean.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Refreshing as a popsicle</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 14:18:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ !!!'s Shitscheissemerde is a good song<br /><br />I'mma beat up.<br /><br />Like a redheaded stepchild.<br />... which I guess I am.<br /><br />Marls: I have that whole huge bag of fabrics, we should have a scissors party. <br /><br />And after that we can have a paint charlynn's room party. <br /><br />Awww, puppy loves me so much, he's whining at my door to get in.<br /><br />... again, slackers. <br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Nothing with nothing on top.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 00:36:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Don't you hate it when your father calls you just to let you know that he's getting married to a woman who you haven't met? And then he goes on and on about how he just hasn't had time to call you and let you know since he got engaged, which could possibly have been more than two weeks ago? Especially when he's already had two wives since your mother. Especially when he didn't invite you. Especially when he says, oh, yeah, the wedding is four days from now, sorry you can't be here. <br />Yeah.<br />Fucking.<br />Right.<br /><br />That's worse than my former best friend basically telling me to fuck off and never speak to her again. <br /><br />That's worse than my mother not being able to take the job offer she got because the cut in pay would be too big.<br /><br />That's worse than hearing horror stories about the very jaw disorder you happen to have. About braces not working, about having to have multiple surgeries and about doctors giving up on you. About hundreds of thousands of dollars spent for nothing.<br /><br />I can't concentrate on anything any fucking more. It's like someone stole my attention span and replaced everything I know with giant gray blobs of nothing.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>on beaches</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 20:52:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my little cousins are so sweet. they just looooove me so much! they give me kisses and hugses and snuggle me all day long... <br /><br />unlike some people, you slackers. >.<<br /><br />So I spent my morning chilling with Marls, watching American Dad and playing Sims 2. <br />After that I spent time with my cousins and aunt, who are here from Oregon. <br />And in the afternoon, I went to water polo at Independence Point with Mike and Jon, where we pretty much just froze and talked about Mike's puppies and the good ol' days.<br /><br />Of course all that stuff means I didn't work very much, which means I have to work more tomorrow. Of course tomorrow is my aunt's last day here, and my cousin's only day off this week, so I'll be making up for like... five days of slacking off on Tuesday. I guess I'll work from 6am-10pm for a few days. Visit me. It's a pool, you can swim and everything. The pool is even filled with water. Most of the time.<br />Plus I'd like a few volunteers to do a photo shoot with me there one night. The pool lights up and it just looks awesome when the water's all still and it's dark and.. yeah. <br /><br />On a side note Marls and Mike (we think) and I are in this cool new band. We haven't released anything yet, but I'm sure once we get the kazoo recordings touched up we'll get on a roll. A dinner roll. Check us out on facebook: <a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/group.php?gid=17302054270">[link]</a><br /><br />ps (this is what part of the alphabet would look like if q and r were eliminated) I'm almost at 4000 pageviews. Whoopee. Let me know if you get 4242.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>crunch</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 19:47:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ it hurts to chew.<br /><br />i miss oboe wan kanoboe.<br /><br />and i want to watch a movie.<br /><br />whine whine whine.<br /><br />blah blah blah. <br /><br />peace, love and go-goat, OUT.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>short breaths</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jun 2008 22:10:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ -went and saw wall-e with Coop.<br />-went and got haircuts with mah awesome cousin.<br />-joined the circus.<br />-lied about joining the circus.<br />-sat in the sun all day.<br />-sat in the wind all day.<br />-sat in the shade all day.<br />-miss marls.<br />-sister packed off to oregon all summer.<br />-taking way more photos.<br />-hoping to purchase lenses.<br />-packing boxes and boxes.<br />-puppy attacking me at night.<br />-bad dreams.<br />-does anyone know why we can't change our moods on journals anymore?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Long days and no sleep</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 19:22:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today I went and saw Kung Fu Panda with the adorable little French exchange student and Eliza. It was a lot better than I thought it would be. We ended up sitting by these cute boys, and noodles or not noodles it was funny. <br /><br />Before that though the three of us went and picked up our diplomas, and then went to free lunch at Ramsey with Mr.Valedictorian. We met some cute little boys who claimed to sleep ten hours a day and play video games eight hours a day. It was sort of funny when we walked into the lunchroom and it's all a bunch of little kids and Mike is off on an empty table chatting with these two first graders. Then we sat in the grass and talked for like an hour and Frenchie had us sign her yearbook.<br /><br />So overall it was a pretty good day. Oh and I found a handful (literally) of four leaf clovers while I was at work. I went to work, did I mention that? <br /><br />I've been taking pictures and drawing things and such, but I'm not feeling like I'm in the creative mood lately. I think it's my room; the zen is all off. I need to get to painting it. So I'm not pushing it, and hopefully I'll be posting some stuff on both of my accounts later this week. <br /><br />If you would like a pressed four leaf clover note me your address and I'll send some out. I have a few five leaf ones too.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Which world?</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 00:35:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Woooh.<br /><br />I'm starting a new account, for those of you who would like to see photos taken by my new camera, Bean. <br /><a href="http://iambeing.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/i/a/iambeing.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconiambeing:" title="iambeing"/></a><br />I'll still be updating this one, just with old stuff that I'm manipulating or things I find hidden away on my spiffy new hard drive. <br /><br />Whiffle ball in the wind. <br />Scary movies at midnight.<br /><br />I'm getting a lot more freckles this summer. <br />Freckle is an odd word. I like it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Leaving</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 23:52:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's sorta cool being around all this wildlife all the time. There's Puppy and Gracie and several Moosen, along with groundhogs and squirrels and geese and my little sister..<br /><br />But seriously.<br />Who goes to a bar to listen to blues?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Dizzy</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 23:55:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ To an incredible degree. <br />I have learned several things tonight:<br />1) I cannot swing dance<br />2) My date could not swing dance<br />3) There is a lot of spinning around while swing dancing<br />4) Spinning around is bound to make you dizzy<br />8) Sometimes people wear the same clothes as you by accident<br /><br />But on the other hand, I learned that even my date and I are not helpless, and if you practice the same dance move over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over again, you can get it to work. <br />Slow dances, by the way, are excellent, unless you are dizzy off your ass.<br />Um..<br />Um...<br />He gets in late Tuesday. Much too late.<br />I should be working all week, so if you see me online, please remind me that I must get off. Something to do with passing classes, getting enough work hours in to be paid, and actually graduating. <br /><br /><br />Yeah. That's all.<br /><br /><br /><br />Oh. And I got a blister.<br /><br /><br /><br />And a hug.<br /><br /><br /><br />And I'm so excited to see my dad. <br /><br /><br /><br />And my camera.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>broken </title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 14:56:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ He does not like boxes.<br />I do not like popcorn.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Dude</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 Apr 2008 21:18:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oi! Gevalt!<br /><br />BIG NEWS<br />I got new toothpaste?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Die Dritte Elegie</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 17:44:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Meinst du wirklich, ihn hÃ¤tte dein leichter Auftritt also erschÃ¼ttert, du, die wandelt wie FrÃ¼hwind?<br />-Rainer Maria Rilke<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A Bit Excessive</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 22:22:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we are still just able to endure,<br />    and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us.<br />    Ein jeder Engel ist schrecklich.<br /><br />Rainer Maria Rilke, genius.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>So much for</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 15:22:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ optimism.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Huny</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 21 Apr 2008 16:25:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was tagged by: <a href="http://starlightspoint7.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/t/starlightspoint7.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconstarlightspoint7:" title="starlightspoint7"/></a> Punk kid. You know, the one with the face. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /><br />Here are the rules:<br />1. Post these rules.<br />2. Each person tagged should post 8 facts of themselves.<br />3. Tagged people should write a journal/blog about these facts.<br />4. In the end tag and name 8 people.<br />5. Go to their DA pages and comment saying that they are tagged.<br />_________<br />1. I wear pants sometimes <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br />2. My favourite colour is silver.<br />3. I had a brother once.<br />4. I have had at least one name change in my lifetime.<br />5. I've been to Belarus. <br />6. I have kissed a criminal.<br />7. I am older than I claim to be.<br />8. I just missed my physical therapy appointment because I got distracted by this.<br />9. I like to make things up. Six out of the eight above facts are true.<br />_________<br /><a href="http://photoninja.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/h/photoninja.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconphotoninja:" title="photoninja"/></a> <a href="http://bwaa.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/b/w/bwaa.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconbwaa:" title="bwaa"/></a>  <a href="http://amandapandamonium.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/m/amandapandamonium.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconamandapandamonium:" title="amandapandamonium"/></a>  <a href="http://goigoi.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/g/o/goigoi.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icongoigoi:" title="goigoi"/></a>  <a href="http://talonkarrde88.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/t/a/talonkarrde88.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":icontalonkarrde88:" title="talonkarrde88"/></a> <a href="http://xat72.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/x/a/xat72.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconxat72:" title="xat72"/></a>  <a href="http://souhkman.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/o/souhkman.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconsouhkman:" title="souhkman"/></a>  <a href="http://polythene1251pam.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/p/o/polythene1251pam.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconpolythene1251pam:" title="polythene1251pam"/></a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Limes</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 20:31:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ IB Music went on a vacation and we took...<br />a monkey, wrench, Janice Joplin, hammer, albino pygmy giraffe, Shawnee's left shoe, Shawnee's right shoe, piano, statue of 'jesus', bumbershoot, bumper crop, bottle of water, bottle of vodka, vial of snake venom, 9th key from the right, butterfly chandelier, colour green, American flag, lost city of Atlantis, The Fish, a peace pipe, peacock, Eiffel Tower, mask, herd of buffalo, ogre, concept of 'love', chocolate m&ms<br /><br />I think a game of this where memorization isn't involved (where everyone just keeps adding words) would be fun<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>What did you say?</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 20:33:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" width="15" height="30" alt=":sleepy:" title="Sleepy" /><br />I got a bus buddy. <br />CheeChee the Great Dane puppy will have to wait.<br /><br />Hopefully when I get back from Portland I will have plenty of baby-faced goodness photographed.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Profound is for Found</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 22:37:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "And when I hear their questions, do you hear questions? What do their voices mean to you? Perhaps you think they're singing songs to you.<br />Perhaps they are singing songs to you, and I just think they're asking me questions.<br />...<br />I think I must be right in thinking they ask me questions. To come all that way and leave all these things just for the privilege of singing songs to you would be very strange behaviour. Or so it seems to me. Who can tell, who can tell?"<br /><br />The Ruler of the Universe is such an interesting character, I wish he had a little more time in the books.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Closeity</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Jan 2008 23:24:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 'Oh, do you like robots from space?'<br />"Yeeeeah. But not as much as YOU!<br />Good night, favourite person on the planet."<br /><br />You see that? I'm his favourite. And I'm everyone's favourite. I'm just the best goddamn thing since fuckin' sliced bread.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Oh No You Did Not.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 19:28:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "Cuba!"<br />
<br />
Don't you dare. Don't you dare. Don't dare. Don't dare. Don't you dare. <br />
<br />
Not to be opened until Christmas.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Don't chew, the answer isn't at the bott</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 19:05:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tue Dec 25  	Depart SPOKANE WA (GEG)  Arrive in PORTLAND OR (PDX) <br />
Sat Jan 05	 Depart PORTLAND OR (PDX) Arrive in SPOKANE WA (GEG) <br />
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The camera started working again! <br />
Happy St. Nikolaus day.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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                <title>Brr</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 Oct 2007 12:56:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate marching band.<br />
We have to be at the school at 1:20 and basically have band from then until the cows go home. The CV cows, that is. <br />
The last 24 hours have been so... bad.<br />
I accidentally slept in yesterday, so I have to make up a test in English tomorrow. <br />
School was fine, but then... my mom called, she had a migraine. I had basically just enough gas, so I had to go out to Rathdrum to pick up my sister from volleyball. And I forgot my phone at home, so I had to wait to find out that my mom got home fine. <br />
Alright, so that's pretty bad.. but when I got home and had to go to marching band rehearsal it was much worse. I got this stupid headache at marching band, but stayed anyway.. <br />
Then I get home, and I told Jim I needed gas. And he's like 'whatever, get it yourself'.<br />
So I explained how I don't have money and I don't have a Costco card and he just whines for like an hour and then finally goes with me to get gas. <br />
Right when we get home Jim yells at me that I need to take my mom to the hospital.<br />
So she's basically barfing and crying the whole way and I got nervous and took the long way there accidentally. When we finally got to after hours, it was closed, so we had to go to the emergency room instead. Then I basically had to watch my mom barf and cry and shake in pain for a few hours until they decided to give her drugs. The nurse gave her something for her headache that made her feel like her head was on fire and there were ants on her face, and then tried to put an IV in. She screwed it up and my mom starts freaking out because she missed the vein and tried to put fluid in her muscle.. which hurts. Finally they got the IV in right and by midnight she felt good enough to go home. ER chairs are NOT comfortable to sit in for long periods of time. Neither are the beds.<br />
This morning has been alright, except for the massage therapy I had, which hurts like hell. <br />
And now I get to go to marching band, again.<br />
I HATE MARCHING BAND. <br />
The end.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~AesirChar</author>
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