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                <title>For people who draw good and shit.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 16:19:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need some people who love me-or not, whatever-who can draw flowers to send me a note. We shall discuss the details later.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>EXISTANCE</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Aug 2008 00:07:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It is. And it IS excellent.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I hate my life.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 12:27:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Okay not really, but seriously I'd like to take this time to wish on god a long and arduous ass-raping for my troubles. I have so much shit to do and yet I've done absolutely nothing for like a week. Really. <b>I've been here since Sunday and I have no job.</b> I'm running out of money. I have no service on my phone. My car is out of gas. My room is still not cleaned and put away all nicey nice status. I don't even know if I'm going back to school for this semester or if I should wait until I go back to Cali. I'm thinking I just want to work here and that's it. <br />The stores around here suck and you have to drive MINIMUM 10-15 minutes away just to get to a store that sells food. Also, if you're a vegan you're fucked. I don't want to drive 25 minutes to a goddamn safeway to pick up some motherfucking vegetables while the rest of the household chows on turkey sandwiches and steak. Even though I bought the steak and the turkey. Which is weird considering I just funded cow slaughter. <br /><br />Also, the water smells like farts BIG TIME.<br /><br />Other than that life is good. I don't feel so lonely anymore, and I like....stay out of my room, which is basically completely opposite of what I usually do.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>To Men Who Only Like Skinny Women+Aesthetics</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 02 Mar 2008 16:51:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ No, I am not a feminist.<br />No, I am not overweight. And no, I am not seeking revenge for past grievances regarding the aesthetic quality of my body.<br /><br />What happened was this: I was looking on the internet for "shirts for big boobs", and I came across a website which discussed the new "We want normal looking women" stuff the magazines have been putting out. Before I even read the comments (which I'll get to later), it made me think about a few things.<br /><br />First off, whenever I see a clothing website for "plus-sized" girls I notice something-the lingerie or the underwear are hardly EVER shown actually on a woman, or if they are the woman is very small and not plus-sized at all. On websites specifically designed for plus-sized women they would rather use a skinny model to pose in their clothes. <br />What         the fuck         is that?<br /><br />Another thing-regarding this term "plus-sized"-I don't fucking like it.  Plus-sized is just a way to group people into categories by how big or small their fucking shirts are. How ridiculous is this?<br /><br />This is a direct quote taken from said website:<br /><br />"The ideal woman should be slim, tight, flat stomach, and have a bubble butt. Women in America should strive to look like this as much as possible.<br />Fat ugly women that look like Rosie Odonell are bad..." <br /><br />The whole paragraph is disgusting, but the second sentence makes me want more than anything in the world to find this boy and get a badger to chew his testicles off. "Women in America should strive to look like this as much as possible."<br />. . . . . . . <br /><br />List of things wrong with this paragraph:<br />1. Who the fuck is he to say what the "ideal" woman is?<br />2. How conceited does a motherfucker have to be to honestly post something like this? Basically, what he's saying is this: "This is how I like women to look, therefore all women in America should do whatever they can to look like what I want them to".<br />If that isn't the most conceited, pig-headed sentence on Earth, I don't know what is.<br />3. Why the FUCK is the world so intent on having everybody look exactly the fucking same? WHY?! I don't fucking understand it-people are fucking SHELTERED and SCARED of anything different. <br />Bottom line-we live in a world full of pussy bitches.<br />4. He implies that fat women are always ugly and ugly women are always fat. I have seen many, in my opinion, drop-dead gorgeous overweight women and some, also in my opinion, butt fucking ugly skinny women. Being fat doesn't make you ugly and being skinny doesn't make you cute.<br />5. What the fuck does it mean to "look tight"????<br />6. This guy is the planet's biggest dumb-shit motherfucker.<br /><br />And this is just one comment. <br /><br />Here's something I don't get. When I think of "woman" or "woman's body", I think of the words voluptuous, beautiful, sensual, goddess, curves, breasts. You know, all that stuff that makes a woman look different from a man?<br />I'm not saying skinny girls aren't beautiful and sensual, because they are just as much as any body is, but for someone to say that they only like women who display absolutely NO signs of being a woman other than possessing a cunt, it worries me. "If you possess womanly characteristics, you're nasty and you need to lose weight."<br /><br />In my head, saying "I only like skinny women" translates into "I don't like women who look like women" and therefore "I like women who look more like men" or even "I like women who look like little girls" and that makes me think that said man is either a closet homo or a closet pedophile. *disclaimer: I love homos. I was VP of the GSA back in high school so don't get on my ass. Pedos can go die*<br /><br />Maybe it's that men feel their form is more superior to a woman's form and therefore prefer their women to look more like them. Maybe it's that men have it in their heads that women MUST Be tiny, delicate, breakable little things, like a little child except with the added bonus of being fuckable by law.<br /><br />I know not all men are like this and I also know that this trend is perpetuated by other women, but it has been my experience that many men have it in their heads that a woman's only goal in life is and should be trying to be aesthetically perfect as possible, and that sickens me.  What are we comparing ourselves to? Everybody has their own definition for what is perfect. <br /><br />I think that men get much more leeway when it comes to aesthetics.<br />A woman is "supposed to":<br />-have perfect skin<br />-have big pretty eyes<br />-have tiny little noses<br />-have strong beautiful hair<br />-wear awesome clothes<br />-have perfectly plucked eyebrows<br />-have perfectly symmetrical breasts complete with "not too big, not too small" perfectly shaped nipples and aereola with just the right color<br /><b>-Because everything on a woman's body has already been picked apart and scrutinized... ]]></description>
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                <title>I JUST VOTED OBAMA!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 05 Feb 2008 12:49:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ YES! OBAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.dipdive.com/">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Things I Hate, pt. 1</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 Feb 2008 15:00:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've decided that I'm going to try to live a better life through understanding and tolerance of the things that I despise. You know, living peacefully and all that. I think the first step is to write down all the things that I hate so I can work through them. <br />Plus I'm annoyed.<br /><br /><b>I HATE:</b><br /><br />-Children between the ages of 3-4 who STILL CANNOT TALK. This is NOT normal. What is wrong with its parents? Teach the damn thing to talk-it's not a baby anymore and it makes the child look retarded.<br /><br />-Children 3 or older who still use diapers. This is lazy.<br /><br />-<b>Children past ONE who still nurse. This is fucking disgusting.</b><br /><br />-Loud children.<br /><br />-Children who scream.<br /><br />-Children who cry excessively.<br /><br />-Parents who allow their children to cry in public places and annoy other people.<br /><br />-Parents who allow their children to run around public places and annoy other people.<br /><br />-Anything to do with children.<br /><br />-Girls between the ages of 12-21 who post Myspace pictures in any of these situations or a combination of these situations:<br />     -in their underwear. Underaged girls in their underwear makes              said underaged girls WHORES. Period.<br />     -In front of a mirror-ESPECIALLY while the camera is obviously IN the shot and/or there are toothpaste spots on the actual mirror which show up in the photograph.<br />     -When the girl takes the picture and there is a HUMONGOUS arm leading towards the camera. You look like a fucking retard and I hope you die. Example here <a href="http://www.cheapshooter.com/wp-content/uploads/2007/08/angle.jpg">[link]</a><br />     -When girls pook their lips like an imaginary kiss and thing it's cute. You look deformed and, once again, mentally retarded.<br />     -Gang signs. <i>Fuck. Off. And. Die.</i><br /><br />-11-15 year olds dressing like 21 year olds. <br /><br />-Junior high kids.<br /><br />-Freak dancing, and anybody who has ever participated in it. You are disgusting whores and I hope you die of AIDS, you fucking pigs.<br /><br />-Those who are rude to other people and unhelpful simply because they do not know them. This is usually followed by said bitchy person's friend saying "Oh, he/she's really nice to people she knows, she's just mean when she doesn't know you." This is no excuse. Said person is a wicked bitch and should die and go to hell.<br /><br />-Those who still believe that the man who currently resides in any home is the end-all, be-all for decision making. Just because you have a nutsack doesn't mean you're more important than I am. I have labia minora; this does not mean that I run the house.<br /><br />-Hunting. Fishing is the same as hunting and is therefore included in this category.<br /><br />-Animal abusers of any kind.<br /><br />-Republicans.<br /><br />-My Chemical Romance and anybody who listens to them.<br /><br />-Dog collars on people. You're stupid. Die.<br /><br />-Cream.<br /><br />-Vanilla.<br /><br />-People who quote stupid Johnny The Homicidal Maniac quotes and laugh because they think JTHM is somehow radically new and obscure and clever. It's not. I read that shit like six years ago. Kill yourself.<br /><br />-"Cutters" who post pictures of their bloody arms on the internet or discuss it vividly and often with other people. <br />Listen. I don't give a shit if you die tomorrow. I don't give a shit how much pain you're in. I couldn't give LESS of a shit how deep you cut or how much blood comes out. In fact, the more you display these things as though they make you look "ttly rad awesome", the more I pray for you to hit a major artery and bleed to death on your bed, ridding the world of your utter stupidity.<br /><br />-The Nightmare Before Christmas commercialized products. These products have made it so I am unable to go to a movie store and purchase the NBC DVD due to never ever ever ever ever ever <b>ever</b> wanting to have anybody accidentally associate me with those who wear these products. I have had the VHS since 1994 and a few years ago it finally died. Because of the staggering amount of twats running around wearing these products I have not been able to get said DVD. Fuck you all.<br /><br />-Fur on anything but animals. This includes men with hairy chests. <br /><br />-Bathing suits.<br /><br />-Diane Dimond, Nancy Grace (Fucking twattiest twat-licking twat-headed cunty cunt EVER to be born), Gloria Allred, Tom Sneddon, Roger Friedman, etc. etc. etc.<br /><br />-Skinheads<br /><br />-People who think that just because someone's not white that it's okay for them to make racist comments. I don't do this double standards bullshit. Racist is racist is racist.<br /><br />-Bros, Brohos, anything they stand for, anything they wear, and anything they do. There are no words to express my hatred for these worthless piles of shit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 14:21:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "All we were to them was a bunch of hicks-well you know what? I'M NOT A FUCKING HICK! I <b>don't</b> wear cowboy boots. I hate the <b>fucking</b> rodeo. <b>Horses smell like <i>shit</i> to me</b>, and I don't fuck anyone in my own blood line so by definition I'm not a redneck and goddamnit <b>I ain't a fucking hick.</b> Ohh, 'the sun never sets on the British Empire!' Well the sun never sets <b>ON MY ASSHOLE.</b>"<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I need a good dose of goosfraba.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 20:39:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So my life, while previously being something tolerable and-at times-downright awesome, has taken a drastic turn towards Bullshit Lane at full speed. <br />
First and foremost, I quit my job. This is the first job I have ever had. I loved my job and everyone who worked there (excluding the new owner who is responsible for my quitting in the first place). I loved the atmosphere and the convenient location, et cetera. My father is now currently the only one employed in our household of four and there is no way that on his salary he can pay for the apartment bill much less all the electrical bills. He's going to be furious with me. Somehow I need to get a job before he comes home. I'm going to go get applications at every bullcrap shitty-ass restaurant for five miles. Hopefully I get an interview with six months' worth of serving skills and a boss who'll undoubtedly and illegally talk shit about me if they call him because he's a DICK.<br />
Then, I have absolutely no money. NO physical money at all. Everything I have is in my bank account which I can't access because I don't have California ID and I lost my ATM card. I can't get another ATM card because all the Bank Of Americas in California are fucked up and can only do limited stuff. <br />
Even if I could access it, I'm not even sure of what I have. I deposited four checks all together, one of them being 200 bucks' worth, but it was expired so I don't even know if they'll accept it. IF they do, I'll have about 400 bucks. If not, I'm at a shitty 200 which will pretty much BARELY cover my school books this semester. <br />
If I can get to school. Because I need three bucks a day to even get to school and back to take the bus so that's twelve bucks a week.<br />
Because the battery in my car died and I have no way to fix it.<br />
IF I get to school, there's the issue of me not getting my English class. Don't ask me why, I signed up for it FIRST THING, it was the FIRST class I picked, and my schedule was perfect and now somehow I looked on the schedule online and it doesn't even say I'm registered for that class. But I payed for it. AND I failed my intro psych class so that means that both my intro to human sexuality class AND intro to abnormal psych cannot be taken and I have to try to get my money back and take intro again. BUT I CAN'T BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE ANY MONEY TO TRY TO TAKE THE FUCKING CLASS.<br />
I'm screwed. Fucking kill me now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>I love my granny</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 13:25:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ She bought me the L'uomo Vogue magazine. <br />
I asked her to look for it, but she found it and BOUGHT it.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Halloween. Another entry.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Oct 2007 19:40:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It just doesn't feel like Halloween. It hasn't in a long time. I haven't had that holiday rush in forever. <br />
Maybe it's because I don't decorate or put on costumes. I never go out to parties, I don't have friends, and I usually don't carve pumpkins.<br />
Oh, and I refuse to pass out candy.<br />
I hate kids.<br />
This year however, I carved a stupid face on a pumpkin because my brother made me, and we sat it out on the porch where some little fuckups will more than likely trample it and/or throw it across the street. So much for my effort-and buying the candle.<br />
Like I said, I hate kids.<br />
I guess maybe Halloween IS a kids' holiday after all. I just assumed it would be fun forever, but I guess fun is something that people with lives have, lol. Even my parents went to a Halloween party all dressed up like a seven foot pirate and his wench. I'll be sitting at school taking a sign test when the night starts, and then I'll come home and take a nice nap, maybe watch a movie or take a bath.<br />
I get to sit at a bus stop in Huntington Beach at 9:30 PM on Main street while a bunch of drunk assholes and stupid kids run around in their idiot costumes, screaming and being retarded.<br />
Then if I'm lucky that creepy guy won't be on the bus. Then the bus is gonna be full because kids will be using it to get places, most of them intoxicated and drooling and yelling.<br />
Then I get to walk through the fucking sand to get home because I'm not stupid enough to walk alongside of the road on Halloween night.<br />
I can only imagine tomorrow's fun.<br />
Happy Halloween to all of the other people who have lives.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Anybody have some book suggestions?</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Oct 2007 00:43:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need some new books, but I owe the library like 20 bucks and I don't want to spend money on something if I don't like it. Anyone have any suggestions? What are your favorite books?<br />
I tend to like horror. Or fucked up books.<br />
You know what I mean by fucked up books. Chuck Palahniuk fucked up. Virgin suicides, Middlesex fucked up. Dean Koontz fucked up. Stephen King fucked up. I like books that make me go "NO FUCKING WAY" and "EW" and "That's fucked up".<br />
I will NOT read a book about the Titanic going down, or any other nonfiction book about history. <br />
Unless it's about hippies/drugs/alcoholism/prostitution/etc. <br />
Give me a book you wouldn't give to you mother as a gift.<br />
And I like biographies of people who don't suck ass.<br />
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Any suggestions?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I have 11,215 deviations in my box.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Oct 2007 23:47:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Please STOP BEING CREATIVE.<br />
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Just kidding but omg what am I gonna do?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>My first shot at Ebay bidding.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Oct 2007 16:06:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I usually only buy the stuff that's "buy now", but there's this watch I want super dee duper bad and so I'm bidding on it and there's four hours left and I'll cry if I don't get it, because I want it really really bad.<br />
And anyway, I know how they get you. They make the price of the actual item really cheap, but then they hit you with FOURTEEN DOLLAR SHIPPING on a fucking watch-that's how they do it.<br />
Ebay is so scary. I'm an ebay addict. There goes all of my money, now that I can BID.<br />
Wish me luck.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>This song kicks ass.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 13:00:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.megaupload.com/?d=GC6RQPT0">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'm trying to get back into the flow of thing</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 14:46:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Because I'm never on, and I have almost a thousand deviations in my box and 200 messages and I haven't submitted something substantial and seriously worth the effort in like a year...or more. I'm gonna really try to get back and start doing shit and commenting and maybe even writing a little more-but I doubt that. I haven't felt the need nor had the ability to write something good in a long time.<br />
Anyway, that's my MO.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I left Nancy Grace a love note.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 20 Jul 2007 18:32:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Nancy Grace is an abomination. She's a crass, one-sided, tabloid-kissing bitch with absolutely no value for proper research or fair-minded reporting. Her "prosecution is always right" mentality is a sham, and she wastes no time in pointing fingers and letting accusations fly, even when she has no legitimate proof to back up her ridiculous claims. Her show is a joke-if I wanted to hear about rumors and speculation, I'd watch E!<br />
Nancy Grace is a perfect example of a bitter old bitch who can't let go of the past. <br />
She needs to go work at the National Enquirer instead of CNN, and take her caustic, pointless accusations with her.<br />
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As typed to CNN's Headline News comments.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>It's my birthday, bitches!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 21:35:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Now I can buy stuff off of QVC.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Going to LA on Monday!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 21:51:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm going to a book signing in LA with my granny on Monday for Aphrodite Jones' new book. Along with Jones, THE Thomas Mesereau will be there, and they'll both be talking about the book and the trial. I'd love to get Mesereau's autograph as well-he's sort of the real reason I'm going.<br />
Don't get me wrong, I'm excited for the actual book as well, but to be able to meet the man which the entire fan community should be ETERNALLY thankful is pretty incredible. I mean, without him, things might not be as they are right now.<br />
Along with that, I'm sure there will be many fans there, and that would be fun to meet everyone.<br />
What do you wear to a book signing? Should I buy a dress or something?<br />
(Off-topic, but I really should buy a dress anyway, considering there are a lot of occasions that call for a dress and I never have one.)<br />
ANYWAY, that's my happy thought for the week.<br />
I read once that you should try to make sure that you have something to look forward to every single day, even if it's something as small as going home and eating some cheese.<br />
...who wants cheese?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Screw you guys, I found my own dress.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2007 19:26:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...it's poofy. *ecstasy*<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>The Minolta XG1</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2007 23:39:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Someone please enlighten me.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Computer's been commandeered. Again.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 08:20:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So my step-mom likes to come in my room at random intervals and take my power cord. And my keyboard. Which makes no sense when you think about it, considering the fact that without a power cord, I have no use for a keyboard....<br />
It's retarded, and it's just more for me to plug in when I finally get it back.<br />
Anyway, that's why I'm gone. (This was typed in the shitty ass school computer.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Computer's been commandeered. Again.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 08:20:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So my step-mom likes to come in my room at random intervals and take my power cord. And my keyboard. Which makes no sense when you think about it, considering the fact that without a power cord, I have no use for a keyboard....<br />
It's retarded, and it's just more for me to plug in when I finally get it back.<br />
Anyway, that's why I'm gone. (This was typed in the shitty ass school computer.)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO MY TAXES!!!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 15:29:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm fucked. I have no clue how to do these taxes. I think I'm missing a page from my w2's. I don't know where my social security card is and I don't know my number.<br />
They're due midnight today. PLEASE HELP.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>I need everyone's help.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2007 21:18:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Someone find me a prom dress. I'm desperate and I've only worn two dresses in the past like....eleven years.<br />
<br />
-No pink<br />
-No yellow<br />
-No orange<br />
-No leg-showy-ness<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
That is all.<br />
<br />
(P.S-Steven would like to add "no red".)<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
P.P.S-Please find me something poofy.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Superfly Sister</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 07 Apr 2007 21:39:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Love ain't what it used to be<br />
That is what they're tellin' me<br />
Push it in stick it out<br />
That ain't what it's all about<br />
<br />
He wanna do something keen to you<br />
He wanna wrap his arms all around you girl<br />
He wanna shake it up shake it down<br />
Doing it right<br />
He wanna jump back half flap doing it right<br />
<br />
He wanna lay you down<br />
Turn it up<br />
Kicking it loose<br />
He wanna fly high nigh high<br />
Baby for you'se<br />
<br />
He wanna motormouth<br />
Float around<br />
Baby the back<br />
He wanna shake it up shake it down<br />
Moving round ha ha<br />
<br />
Love ain't what it used to be<br />
That is what they're tellin' me<br />
Push it in stick it out<br />
That ain't what it's all about<br />
<br />
<br />
Susie like to agitate<br />
Get the boy and make him wait<br />
Mother's preaching Abraham<br />
Brothers they don't give a damn<br />
(Oh)<br />
<br />
He wanna do something keen to you<br />
He wanna wrap his arms all around you girl<br />
He wanna do it up keep it high<br />
Deep in the night<br />
He wanna eye ball<br />
Get hard<br />
Playing it right<br />
<br />
He wanna turn the key<br />
Hurt the sheets<br />
Move to the left<br />
He wanna hot scrub<br />
Hot love<br />
Making it wet<br />
<br />
He wanna give hot jump shot<br />
Move to the left<br />
He wanna time bar<br />
Slam dunk ha ha ha<br />
<br />
Keep it goin'<br />
Party now<br />
<br />
Love ain't what it used to be<br />
That is what they're tellin' me<br />
Push it in stick it out<br />
That ain't what it's all about<br />
<br />
Sister say she love him some<br />
(She's doin' it, she's doin' it)<br />
God is jammin' on the run<br />
Mother's preaching Abraham<br />
Brothers they don't give a damn<br />
(Oh)<br />
<br />
Johnny's begging pretty please<br />
(Keep the brother on his knees)<br />
Keep the brother on his knees<br />
Susie likes to agitate<br />
(Keep doin' it keep doin' it)<br />
Get the boy and make him wait<br />
<br />
Sister's marries to a hood<br />
Sayin' that she got it good<br />
Holy Mary Mercy me<br />
I can't believe the things I see<br />
<br />
Thinkin' that they got it made<br />
They doin' what they used to hate<br />
Push it in stick it out<br />
(Keep doin' it)<br />
(Keep doin' it)<br />
That ain't what it's all about<br />
That ain't what it's all about<br />
<br />
Holy Mary Mercy me<br />
(She's holy Mary moly Mary)<br />
I can't believe the things I see<br />
(Goin' on now)<br />
Mother's preaching Abraham<br />
(She's doin' it she's doin' it)<br />
Brothers they don't give a damn<br />
<br />
Sister say she loves him some<br />
(She's goin' down)<br />
God is jammin' all around<br />
(God is jammin')<br />
Holy Mary Mercy me<br />
(She's holy Mary moly Mary)<br />
I can't believe the things I see<br />
(Keep on goin')<br />
<br />
You're doin' it<br />
You're dirty<br />
Keep doin' it<br />
You're dirty<br />
Keep nasty<br />
You're nasty<br />
You're doin' it<br />
You're dirty<br />
You're dirty<br />
You're doin' it<br />
You're nasty<br />
You're doin' it<br />
Keep dirty<br />
Keep dirty<br />
You really want it<br />
Oooh!<br />
<br />
(Go'on now)<br />
<br />
(Doh)<br />
(Close your eyes)<br />
(I gotta make)<br />
(Close the door)<br />
(She's dirty)<br />
(She's oh)<br />
(She's)<br />
(Keep on goin')<br />
(Party down)<br />
<br />
Holy Mary mercy me<br />
I can't believe the things I see<br />
Push it in stick it out<br />
That ain't what it's all about<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Happy Guatamala Day!</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 06 Apr 2007 10:02:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Happy Guatamala Day, and may your threesomes be blessed by Eros himself!<br />
Fuck well.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>P.S</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 22:00:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have taken an immense liking to pointy-toed pumps.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Help out, people!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Apr 2007 20:29:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Taken from ^<a class="u" href="http://y2jenn.deviantart.com/">y2jenn</a> and *<a class="u" href="http://crowhesghost.deviantart.com/">crowhesghost</a>'s  journals:<br />
<br />
I just got an email from my ma about my home town. About a week ago, at least 13 tornadoes touched down along the NM-TX border and one of them ripped through the middle of Clovis. It destroyed 400+ homes and businesses in Clovis alone. It ripped up 100 year old trees, tossed trailers through the bowling alley roof, ripped the roof off of the senior citizens housing, bent phone poles in half and sent air conditioning units from one of the junior high schools through the roofs of surrounding houses. It completely destroyed one of the grain silos I'd known all my life. A lot of people were injured in some way, head trauma and the like... 2 are in critical condition. 120-125 mph winds left a 3 mile long path through the center of my town. I'm so scared for people I grew up with and families I know still live there. I'm sad I can't be home to physically help in some way.<br />
<br />
A Salvation Army truck on its way from El Paso to Clovis was looted. $1500 worth of supplies was stolen right out of the back of it and the thieves haven't been found yet. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/disbelief.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":disbelief:" title="Disbelief" /><br />
<br />
I don't have a lot of free time on my hands right now but I want to start a fund raiser for Clovis. I don't expect to raise a lot of money but every little bit will help, y'know? So, if you're interested, I'm goin to open $3 commissions for quick head-shot sketches of your choice of character. Please send your donations through PayPal to y2jenners@cox.net. Once a good amount has been saved up I will donate the entire thing to UnitedWayENM.org for the Tornado Relief Fund. Or, if you'd rather, you can bypass me and donate directly to their website.<br />
<br />
If you want a $3 commission please send me a note with "tornado commission" as the subject and include any links to character references. Anything from you guys will be appreciated so much. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Dangerous</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 31 Mar 2007 17:46:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The Way She Came Into The Place<br />
I Knew Right Then And There<br />
There Was Something Different<br />
About This Girl<br />
<br />
The Way She Moved<br />
Her Hair, Her Face, Her Lines<br />
Divinity In Motion<br />
<br />
As She Stalked The Room <br />
I Could Feel The Aura<br />
Of Her Presence<br />
Every Head Turned <br />
Feeling Passion And Lust<br />
<br />
The Girl Was Persuasive<br />
The Girl I Could Not Trust<br />
The Girl Was Bad<br />
The Girl Was Dangerous<br />
<br />
I Never Knew But I Was<br />
Walking The Line<br />
Come Go With Me<br />
I Said I Have No Time<br />
And Don't You Pretend We Didn't<br />
Talk On The Phone<br />
My Baby Cried<br />
She Left Me Standing Alone<br />
<br />
She's So Dangerous<br />
The Girl Is So Dangerous<br />
Take Away My Money<br />
Throw Away My Time<br />
You Can Call Me Honey<br />
But You're No Damn Good For Me<br />
<br />
She Came At Me In Sections<br />
With The Eyes Of Desire<br />
I Fell Trapped Into Her<br />
Web Of Sin<br />
A Touch, A Kiss<br />
A Whisper Of Love<br />
I Was At The Point <br />
Of No Return<br />
<br />
Deep In The Darkness Of<br />
Passion's Insanity<br />
I Felt Taken By Lust's<br />
Strange Inhumanity<br />
This Girl Was Persuasive<br />
This Girl I Could Not Trust<br />
The Girl Was Bad<br />
The Girl Was Dangerous<br />
<br />
I Never Knew<br />
But I Was Living In Vain<br />
She Called My House<br />
She Said You Know My Name<br />
And Don't You Pretend <br />
You Never Did Me Before<br />
With Tears In Her Eyes<br />
My Baby Walked Out The Door<br />
<br />
She's So Dangerous<br />
The Girl Is So Dangerous<br />
Take Away My Money<br />
Throw Away My Time<br />
You Can Call Me Honey <br />
But You're No Damn Good For Me <br />
<br />
Dangerous<br />
The Girl Is So Dangerous<br />
I Have To Pray To God<br />
'Cause I Know How<br />
Lust Can Blind<br />
It's A Passion In My Soul<br />
But You're No Damn Lover<br />
Friend Of Mine<br />
<br />
I Can not Sleep Alone Tonight<br />
My Baby Left Me Here Tonight<br />
I Cannot Cope 'Til It's All Right<br />
You And Your Manipulation<br />
You Hurt My Baby<br />
<br />
And Then It Happened<br />
She Touched Me<br />
For The Lips Of<br />
A Strange Woman<br />
Drop As A Honeycomb<br />
And Her Mouth Was<br />
Smoother Than Oil<br />
But Her Inner Spirit And Words<br />
Were As Sharp As <br />
A Two-Edged Sword<br />
But I Loved It<br />
'Cause It's Dangerous<br />
<br />
Dangerous<br />
The Girl Is So Dangerous<br />
Take Away My Money<br />
Throw Away My Time<br />
You Can Call Me Honey<br />
But You're No Damn Good For Me <br />
<br />
Dangerous <br />
The Girl Is So Dangerous<br />
Take Away My Money<br />
Throw Away My Time<br />
You Can Call Me Honey<br />
But You're No Damn Good For Me <br />
<br />
Dangerous <br />
The Girl Is So Dangerous<br />
Take Away My Money<br />
Throw Away My Time<br />
You Can Call Me Honey<br />
But You're No Damn Good For Me <br />
<br />
Dangerous<br />
The Girl Is So Dangerous<br />
I Have To Pray To God<br />
'Cause I Know How <br />
Lust Can Blind<br />
It's A Passion In My Soul<br />
But You're No Damn Lover <br />
Friend Of Mine<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>People are stupid.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 23:13:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Testimony dude: Are you familiar with the song Thriller?<br />
Michael Jackson: ...yes... <br />
TD: Who wrote Thriller, Mr. Jackson?<br />
MJ: A guy named Rod Temperton.<br />
TD: Did you have any role, uh, in connection with the song Thriller?<br />
MJ...I <b>sang</b> Thriller.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Remember this?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Mar 2007 20:03:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dennis Rafkin: I know this is gonna sound completely whacked, all right? But just - just stay with me. I used to hunt displaced spiritual energies with your uncle.<br />
<br />
Arthur Kriticos: I'm sorry?<br />
<br />
Dennis Rafkin: Uhh, P.K. agents. Revenants. Uh, uh, uh - Like wraiths. Wraiths? Do you have any idea what I'm talking about?<br />
<br />
Arthur Kriticos: *hehe* Uhhhhhhh...<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/no.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":no:" title="No, I disagree!" /><br />
<br />
Dennis Rafkin: That's okay. That's okay, I - I'll do this the easy way. Ghosts, Arthur. I used to - I used to hunt ghosts with your uncle Cyrus.<br />
<br />
Arthur Kriticos: ...................Goats?<br />
<br />
Dennis Rafkin: GHOSTS! Ghosts, goddammit! Listen to me!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>K, so Apple is the shit.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2007 18:03:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I finally called the Apple people back about my ipod growing a nipple, and when they put me on hold, they played A SORTA FAIRYTALE!<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
It's fate. Shut up.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Children...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Mar 2007 22:57:19 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ IT CAME.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Okay, Children-this is the big leagues.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 20:10:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I bought this jacket, right? This jacket?<br />
It's so sexy that....<br />
<br />
-it'll burn right through the wrapping before it gets to me as it's so hot.<br />
-I'll jizz all over it as soon as I open the package.<br />
-when I wear it it'll be so cool that everyone else's jackets will simply begin to unwind and fall to pieces when I walk near them.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
You'll see. If it fits right. <br />
Damn these boobs.<br />
<br />
<br />
On second thought, fuck that. I'll duct tape these babies if it gets to that point, I'm not even joking.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>yeah so yeah uh huh uh huh</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Feb 2007 23:13:16 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I don't like parties and I don't like pinatas, because they promote violence against flamboyant animals. 'Look at that donkey, he's got pizazz-let's kick its ass'."<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>MUST READ THIS</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Feb 2007 23:51:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ This is a conversation I had with Vanessa.<br />
I'm Cherry.<br />
<br />
[23:40] cherrryfizzwhiz: ugggggh<br />
[23:40] Nessy-poo: sleep again?<br />
[23:40] cherrryfizzwhiz: I don;t know but I'm tired as hell and it smells like fish poop in here.<br />
[23:40] Nessy-poo: LMAO<br />
[23:40] Nessy-poo: fish poop?<br />
[23:40] cherrryfizzwhiz: yeah<br />
[23:40] Nessy-poo: lovely<br />
[23:41] cherrryfizzwhiz: you know when you clean a fish tank and it's this nasty shit stink<br />
[23:41] cherrryfizzwhiz: fishy shit<br />
[23:41] Nessy-poo: then go have some late night sweats with Johnny, in your closet and pretend you're on the beach<br />
[23:41] cherrryfizzwhiz: no that's why it smells like dolphin shit<br />
[23:41] cherrryfizzwhiz: the window is open<br />
[23:41] Nessy-poo: ROFL<br />
[23:42] cherrryfizzwhiz: it's really hot, I can't keep it closed.<br />
[23:42] Nessy-poo: you need a fan<br />
[23:42] cherrryfizzwhiz: so there's whale shart stink<br />
[23:43] Nessy-poo: and one of those spray cans that gets rid of poop smell<br />
[23:43] cherrryfizzwhiz: what gets rid of stank fish ass<br />
[23:44] Nessy-poo: I actually got so bored the other day that I looked up synonyms for fart.<br />
[23:44] cherrryfizzwhiz: let one go<br />
[23:44] cherrryfizzwhiz: smells like a blue whale just stuck his asshole in my window and poofed one out on me while I was sleeping<br />
[23:44] Nessy-poo: Main Entry:   break wind  Part of Speech:   verb  Definition:   pass gas  Synonyms:   cut one, cut the cheese, fart, let her rip, rip one  <br />
[23:45] Nessy-poo: ..cut the cheese<br />
[23:45] cherrryfizzwhiz: whatever the rfuck<br />
[23:45] cherrryfizzwhiz: whales don't eat cheese<br />
[23:45] Nessy-poo: well no<br />
[23:45] Nessy-poo: but they can cut it<br />
[23:46] cherrryfizzwhiz: maybe a fish took a shit in my room<br />
[23:46] Nessy-poo: I looked it up because I was trying to find a way to describe what Saadia's dog did to me<br />
[23:46] Nessy-poo: I think so<br />
[23:46] cherrryfizzwhiz: i have to go to bed i have work<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry...bitch.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Feb 2007 18:00:03 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I finally bought another ipod. 80 gig this time, bebbeh-not that shitty ass 60. On the back, I had:<br />
<br />
Ooh, a lively tune.<br />
-Porthos<br />
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lasered on.<br />
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Yeah, you won't get it unless you're obsessed with The Three Musketeers.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Things are going well.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 18:19:09 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The bitchy kid from ceramics fucked up her project royally and mine was "just wonderful, I love those textures. See how she did this, everyone?"<br />
Oh damn. Revenge is sweeter than chocolate.<br />
I know I'm a vindictive bitch, but I blame it on being female.<br />
In other news, my other classes kick ass and my photo teacher told me I was doing GREAT in her class. Just I need to work on my creativity, which I already knew because I'm NOT creative at all in any way and I never will be, so it's all good.<br />
<br />
<br />
P.S-I still can't draw, which I found out in ceramics. My flower was bent like it was about to take a shit and I meant for it to be straight, which was the least of my problems with that picture, but she STILL said it was perfect.<br />
Yeeah. S'right.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>OKay, so</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 21:17:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today went great until that skank-ass ho decided to be a bitch to me sixth period.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Somebody stole my purse.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 22:47:54 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So yeah. I get on the bus and totally forget my purse at the stop. Get halfway home and realize I haven't got it. Get off the bus, taken ANOTHER bus back to the first stop, and guess what-<br />
it ain't there.<br />
Mind you, the bus stop I take is full of asshole kids who steal because they think it's fun.<br />
<br />
I had my FUCKING 60 Gig ipod in there...connected to really good headphones (not the ipod ones).<br />
<br />
My cell with all of my numbers and shit in it.<br />
<br />
My bank card, WHOOPEEEEE<br />
<br />
My fucking SOCIAL SECURITY CARD<br />
<br />
My address and phone number to go along with my house keys<br />
<br />
my wallet<br />
<br />
about fifty bucks<br />
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about a hundred bucks worth of gift cards and shit<br />
<br />
a really cute ten dallah headband<br />
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pictures IN my wallet, stuff I want to keep<br />
<br />
My school ID<br />
<br />
My bus pass<br />
<br />
AND a notebook that's sort of FOR MY EYES ONLY...with MY name all over it. In the hands of someone at MY school.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Whoever took it, <b>FUCK</b> you. I hope you DIE, you fucking CUNT.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>But the Heart Said No.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Jan 2007 23:44:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ But The Heart Said No<br />
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<br />
They saw the poor living in carboard shacks, so they knocked the shacks down and built projects. Huge blocks of cement and glass towered over asphalt parking lots. Somehow it wasn't much like home, even home in a shack. "What do you expect?" they asked impatiently. "You're too poor to live like us. Until you can do better for yourselves, you should be grateful, shouldn't you?"<br />
     The head said yes, but the heart said no.<br />
<br />
They needed more electricity in the city, so they found a mountain stream to dam. As the waters rose, dead rabbits and deer floated by; baby birds too young to fly drowned in the nest while mother bird cried helplessly. "It's not a pretty sight," they said, "but now a million people can run their air conditioners all summer. That's more important than one mountain stream, isn't it?"<br />
     The head said yes, but the heart said no.<br />
<br />
They saw oppression and terrorism in a far-off land, so they made war against it. Bombs reduced the country to rubble. Its population cowered in fear, and every day more villagers were buried in rough wooden coffins. "You have to be prepared to make sacrifices," they said. "If some innocent bystanders get hurt, isn't that just the price one must pay for peace?"<br />
     The head said yes, but the heart said no.<br />
<br />
The years rolled by and they got old. Sitting in their comfortable chairs, they took stock. "We've had a good life," they said, "and we did the right thing." Their children looked down and asked why poverty, pollution, and war were still unsolved. "You'll find out soon enough," they replied. "Human beings are weak and selfish. Despite our best efforts, these problems will never really end."<br />
<br />
The head said yes, but the children looked into their hearts and whispered, "No!"<br />
<br />
<br />
-Michael Jackson, <i>Dancing the Dream</i><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Winter formal.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jan 2007 22:37:49 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ugh.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Think your life is bad?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Dec 2006 03:18:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There are true horrors in this world.<br />
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<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5WdriaoTQHo">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>RIP JAMES BROWN.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Dec 2006 23:25:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why does God hate humanity? Why? I mean, I know we pollute and shit, but I really think that God's just a little unfair to us human-folk. First he kills Steve Irwin, which sucks a lot-I mean, I wanted to BE Steve when I was little, but to go and kill FUCKING JAMES BROWN is bull fucking shit.<br />
This is the worst Christmas ever. Thanks God, you bitch.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>I took some advice from a friend.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Dec 2006 18:25:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When uninspired...comment like mad.<br />
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<br />
So I guess I'm still around.<br />
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<br />
Oh, and just a little update:<br />
I am officially the world's worst photographer. Seriously.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Taking a break.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2006 20:44:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dearest Deviants,<br />
<br />
I have decided to take a break from Deviantart. Not permanently, just a short vacation. Deviantart has become repetitive and somewhat monotonous for me, and lately I have seriously been dreading simply coming. It's not you guys, nor is it anybody else on Deviantart except myself. I have not felt the need nor the want to produce anything of deviantart nature, and I seriously doubt I could create anytyhing worthwhile anyway, so I feel that if I cannot contribute to the community in some way, then there is no reason for me to be active. Either I've gone braindead or I've seen the light-and you can take that any way you like. <br />
Ciao,<br />
Sarah (Frostypeanut)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I forgot my Photobucket password.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2006 18:43:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I checked it at school, and then forgot to sign out, so when I got home, I decided to change it so that nobody from school could get into it.<br />
Well, I forgot it.<br />
No biggie, right? Just click the forgot password thing, and then it's all good?<br />
Nope. I have no idea which email I gave them, and I've tried over seven of them. Apparently I had Photobucket accounts on every one of them, but none of them was the proper one.<br />
I spent a good deal of the day deleted bullshit Photobucket accounts and smacking my head against my desk.<br />
See, here's my dilemma.<br />
I have over three thousand MJ pictures on there. Some of them are extremely rare. I have devoted hours upon hours upon hours getting those pictures, from transfers to trades to web surfing to requests.<br />
<br />
I can't for the life of me remember the password, because I'm an idiot and I make retardedly long passwords out of gibberish words. The only way for me to get the password is to remember the email.<br />
And if you're inactive for 90 days, they delete your account.<br />
<br />
So I emailed them and told them what the problem was, and they said that if I gave them such and such information, they''d give me the password.<br />
...problem is, I bullshit my info when I sign up for things. So I'm praying that I didn't do that for this account.<br />
The only valid information that I KNOW is which categories and how many pictures I have. Not to mention the email I used to ask them about it is NOT the email for that account, so that's one question entirely wrong in that info thing.<br />
<br />
So I gave them as much info as I can and now I'm waiting to see if they send me a letter back. If not, then I am 100% screwed.<br />
I'm going to go stick my head in a giant blender now.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Okay-I'm down to 2,700 deviations.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Nov 2006 22:13:02 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ And although in my last journal I only had like forty more than this, just know that I procrastinated again and I let it get to 3,000. So I've done about three hundred today. <br />
Go me.<br />
Slowly but surely, I swear. We shall have a party afterwards as well.<br />
<br />
<br />
.........<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fucking Deviantart can suck it.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 18:00:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why is it that at least ONCE a day, I am UNABLE to comment on peoples' deviations or userpages? WHY?! What kind of fucking glitch is this? How am I supposed to carry through with my quest to COMMENT on EVERY deviation I have if I CAN'T FUCKING COMMENT?!<br />
I don't know about everyone else, but this is really really really really really really pising me off.<br />
<br />
Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go make a DA voodoo doll and throw it in the blender. Puree setting.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>THIS TIME.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Nov 2006 19:40:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am going through my deviations now.<br />
You must all note me every day to make sure that I finish AT LEAST 100 every day.<br />
I shall comment all 2,739 deviations. <br />
<br />
....if I don't die.<br />
<br />
P.S, it smells like peas soup in here.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Def Poetry.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 15 Nov 2006 19:24:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm gonna cut right to the chase. I have to create a poem for my American lit class. We're doing a segment on def poetry, and I have to perform it in front of the class. <br />
This basically means I have to rap. <br />
<br />
I have a few paragraphs written out, but I have to strink 'em all together and make sure it's over two minutes long and it leaves an <i>impact.</i><br />
Fuuck.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>That's it. I am checking my deviations box.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Nov 2006 01:38:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yes, folks. The time has come. I am about to veture to the deepest depths of my inbox...<br />
<br />
Deviant ~Frostypeanut  logout  | 2,251 deviations, 31 messages <br />
<br />
I am going to check and reply to every single deviation in that box. I'm gonna do it. I swear. Every one.<br />
Starting tomorrow, 'cause I'm tired as fuck.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>I am the walrus.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 29 Oct 2006 21:39:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [21:30] Nessy-poo: .. for the first week of school I was completely obsessed with that song<br />
[21:30] Nessy-poo: and I wouldnt stop listening to it<br />
[21:30] Nessy-poo: ROFLMAO<br />
[21:30] cherrryfizzwhiz: LMFAO, I thought I Am The Walrus was FITTING<br />
[21:30] cherrryfizzwhiz: PERFECT<br />
[21:30] cherrryfizzwhiz: for you<br />
[21:31] Nessy-poo: it is<br />
[21:31] Nessy-poo: I mean<br />
[21:31] Nessy-poo: that was when Corie was the eggman<br />
<br />
[21:31] cherrryfizzwhiz: Koo koo ka choo<br />
[21:32] cherrryfizzwhiz: I sat on a cornflake once.<br />
[21:32] cherrryfizzwhiz: But it broke and stuck on my ass..<br />
[21:32] Nessy-poo: ROFLMAO<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>IMPORTANT!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Oct 2006 01:18:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So.....It's ~<a class="u" href="http://sixthcrusifix.deviantart.com/">Sixthcrusifix</a>'s birthday today.......<br />
<br />
He's old.....<br />
Like, wicked old.........<br />
Like so old he could.....like.....do old people things.....<br />
like nineteen whooooole years.<br />
That;s old.<br />
That's almost two decades!<br />
DECADES!<br />
So.<br />
It's his birthday.<br />
Go say Happy Birthday.<br />
..........................................'cause guess what......<br />
It's <br />
Steven's.....<br />
b<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/party.gif" width="50" height="20" alt=":party:" title="Party" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/beer.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":beer:" title="Beer before Liquor; will get you sicker" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>A little Halloween cheer.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 Oct 2006 00:05:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ A cab driver picks up a nun. She gets into the cab, and the cab driver won't stop staring at her.<br />
<br />
She asks him why he is staring and he replies, "I have a question to ask you but I don't want to offend you."<br />
<br />
She answers: "My dear son, you cannot offend me. When you're as old as I am and have been a nun as long as I have, you get a chance to see and hear just about everything. I'm sure that there's nothing you could say or ask that I would find offensive."<br />
<br />
"Well, I've always had a fantasy to have a nun kiss me." She responds,<br />
<br />
"Well, let's see what we can do about that: #1, you have to be single and #2 you must be a Catholic."<br />
<br />
The cab driver is very excited and says, "Yes, I am single and I'm Catholic too!"<br />
<br />
The nun says, "OK, pull into the next alley." He does and the nun fulfills his fantasy.<br />
<br />
But when they get back on the road, the cab driver starts crying. "My dear child." said the nun, "Why are you crying?"<br />
<br />
"Forgive me sister, but I have sinned. I lied, I must confess, I'm married and a I'm a Baptist."<br />
<br />
The nun says, "That's OK, I am on the way to a Halloween party, and my name is Kevin."<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Thin walls, or insane persons.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Oct 2006 15:41:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Someone is having sex. In my apartment building. And I can hear it. And my walls are all like "boom boom boomboomboom.....boom boom."<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Michael Jackson, and why he's the best.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 02:26:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Michael Jackson is the best of the best. Period. He is the king. You wanna argue that statement?<br />
Too bad. Fuck off.<br />
<br />
Anyway, here are some of the often humorous and TRUE statements made by random kick-ass people for Michael's video BAD.<br />
(pardon bad grammar. I didn't write this stuff.)<br />
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-evey artist wears make up. he is not homosexual, he's straight. michael jackson is unique. he makes women scream on top of their lungs. he gives them orgasm by touching them.<br />
<br />
-Everything BAD what we ever could imagine happened to Michael. It's was a real joy to see him dance - to see those gorgeous steps and fast moves. But world is changed, times are changed - so is Michael. This was a sexy video, I love his hips! <3 And I wish deep in my heart my dancing king is one day going to be ok. :')<br />
<br />
-(in response to someone calling him a fag)<br />
It's weird how people who think he's a fag, still search for his videos. I gotta give it up to him, he's a good dancer<br />
<br />
-omg hez so hot in this. aaah the bad boys who dance... hu wwants more...<br />
<br />
-Believe it or not no matter where you go in this crazy world Michael Jackson is a household name. Just ask anyone from the middle east or Asia if they heard or are a fan of MJ and the majority say yes. Just goes to show music can at times break down racial and cultural barriers so far he has managed to do that.<br />
<br />
-He has cool hair<br />
<br />
-I LOVE MICHAEL haters can suck my dick<br />
<br />
-YeeeeHhhhhhhhhhhhh!!<br />
This ViDeO StiLL RoCKs!!!!!!<br />
<br />
-Bad is so good.<br />
<br />
He's trying so hard to be tough with the lyrics and his angry faces, but then it gets all campy with the whoosh and snap sound effects and the blowing wind. It makes me laugh, but then MJ starts dancing and I'm reminded what an awesome talent he is.<br />
<br />
This video is so much fun!<br />
<br />
- Michael is the king...there's no arguing it. I was sitting in front of the TV the day this video premiered on MTV. I'm old. :/<br />
<br />
-definately<br />
<br />
FAINTED<br />
<br />
YES I'M BAD, CUMMON, CUMMON I'M BAD!!!<br />
<br />
-KING OF POP 4 EVER AND EVER!!<br />
<br />
-Go and seek for pedophiles somewhere else, we don't support them here...BTW MJ THE BEST SINGER, DANCER, SONG WRITTER AND COMPOSER EVER, he really spread the good message...HEAL THE WORLD<br />
<br />
-He is proper Gangsta in this!! I freekin love the word 'Shammon' that he created!! he has invented so many different things and changed music!! Hee Hee....Awoh!<br />
<br />
- At his best, imo. He is so asexual but wow, he is very sexy in this video and I don't throw that around very often. Especially about MJ! Is this the first crotch-grab in his career? Whatever, it's a fine-form video/song and he is fantastic in it, dancewise, vocals and expressions.<br />
<br />
-That's the King of Pop right there.<br />
<br />
Even if you hate him today, you can't deny he was the best in the 80s.<br />
<br />
- OMG Michael looked so sexy in this video, the bad boy look really suits him.Hot, hot, HOT! HE'S BAD! (in a good way that is)lol<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
- your father is a pedophile not michael<br />
<br />
<br />
And so one and so forth.<br />
<br />
In conclusion...<br />
Michael is THEE best. <br />
Period.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>-.-</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 02 Oct 2006 00:40:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br />
FUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKYOUFUCKY OUFUCKYOU<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Hate.Hate.Hate.Hate.Hate.Hate.Hate.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Sep 2006 15:53:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, it was overcast and cloudy and foggy and cold and lovely this morning. The sun was like an orange-I could tell it was there, but it didn't burn and I could look right at it.<br />
You know. That kind of day.<br />
I even saw a chunk of rainbow sitting in the clouds like "Yo, G".<br />
So I thought it was going to be a pretty good, day, you know?<br />
<br />
<br />
Okay, see, this is what I get for thinking, because...it sucked. SO bad. <br />
<br />
First of all, I was one of two people running the GSA booth during Join-A-Club-Week in the most homophobic school to have ever been built. This means that people (mostly male freshman) thought that it would be completely hilarious and totally original to come up and sign their names like fifty times on the sheet, including all of their friends names-and then, upon finishing, they stand up triumphantly, yelling "Hey, I joined the GAY club!" and then laugh uproariously.<br />
For the record, GSA stands for Gay-STRAIGHT ALLIANCE. <br />
I wanted to dropkick them and grind their faces into a pulp on the cement and then spit into the bloody mass. If I had a dick I'd piss on them as well.<br />
Anyway, as if that weren't enough, towards the end of lunch, some jackass decided to start throwing jolly ranchers and bits of apple at our table and us. It doesn't bug me that much, because I've come to expect the hatred, but I do NOT appreciate people upsetting my friends, which is what happened. I was so mad, I just....GAGHH.<br />
Also, at my school, we have this other club called GWAM, and they basically promote tolerance for all races, religions, etc. etc. <br />
Their tolerance does not include homosexuality in any way. Basically, their motto is "We love everyone, tolerance, acceptance, equality...but not for gays. Fuck you, homos!"<br />
Half the people who bypassed our table with a nasty look on their face went straight to GWAM and signed up.<br />
         <b> WHAT         THE      FUCK. </b><br />
Oh, and also...<br />
they put us right across the way from the Christian club, who gave us disgusted looks all day.<br />
<br />
So I get home after all that, and I find out something else that just TOPS the fucking SHIT CAKE. <br />
I can't go camping with my friends because I have to motherfucking WORK. When was the last fucking time I got to see them?! When was the last time I actually went out and did stuff with a friend-any friend?! But NoooOoOoOoO, I fucking have to fill in for my co-worker AND I have to work on Sunday when I already almost got fired last Sunday, which means my boss is gonna be in a horrible mood and I'm probably going to get fired anyway.<br />
And I can't even go motherfucking CAMPING! ONE thing that I want, and I can't even do that. <br />
I have to work and pack and clean and scrub and do homework. <br />
<br />
Just......mother<b>fucking</b>...peachy.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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                <title>Macpherson Struts and the Art of Being a Jackass</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 16 Sep 2006 18:01:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ WHY is it that stupid shit always happens to me, but I still never ever stop to think "Hey, I might not want to do that again"????? Is it that I'm a total dumbfuck, or is it just that I'm too fucking hopeful for my own good? <br />
<br />
-Never ask questions unless you're absolutely sure you want the answers.<br />
<br />
-Always be negative-that way, if something bad happens, it won't feel so bad 'cause you were expecting it anyway, and if something good happens, well HEY-it's ten times better 'cause you were expecting it to be bad.<br />
<br />
-Knowing what a macpherson strut does will not guarantee you a ticket to the outfield. <br />
<br />
-If you're stuck in a rut that you can't get out of, trying to escape by digging another hole right alongside is *not* the best idea.<br />
<br />
-Lie once about a big thing, and you'll be lying the rest of your life.<br />
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-S.m.i.l.e.s.   a.r.e.    n.o.   g.u.a.r.a.n.t.e.e<br />
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                           Your distractions probably think the same thing about you. ]]></description>
                <author>~Frostypeanut</author>
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