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        <pubDate>Thu, 03 Dec 2009 05:07:30 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>Panic</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 23:40:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Eh heh heh...I have one more day before I graduate from college...<br />
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Is it normal to be this terrified and miserable?  Everyone else seems so excited, but all I wanna do is curl up in a dark corner and cry.  I'm not prepared for this.  I don't feel like I know as much as I should or as much as I must to be successful...I feel time, control, my life, everything slipping through my fingers like sand, I am totally lost...<br />
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Ah, this is not the place for these thoughts, but I can't help myself...what can I do?<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~LadySkyfire</author>
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                <title>I can sleep when I'm dead...</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Oct 2006 03:30:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ha ha!  At long last, I have gotten around to updating my images!  And its only 5:30 in the morning!  Take that, stupid physical necessity to sleep!  <br />
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Well, in lieu of a long, rambling and ultimately pointless tirade about nothing, I will leave you with this piece of universal wisdom: <br />
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Meerkat Manor is the best soap opera you'll ever watch (because all the actors are, in fact, meerkats) Fridays at 8pm eastern standard time on Animal Planet--watch it and root for Mozart--she's such a rebel!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~LadySkyfire</author>
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                <title>Depressed? No no no, depressING</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 18:11:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ After leafing through some of my old poetry, I am reminded of the words of a friend of mine.  He once said that everyone he knew had one personality problem or another.  Like a fool, I asked him what mine was and he told me that I'm just too damn depressing.<br />
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This is not to be confused with being depressed.  I'm too overworked and underpaid to have time for depression.  But apparently I have a knack for depressing other people--and apparently that's what they love about me?  @_@ <br />
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No, no, don't adjust your mind--there's a fault in reality.  Apparently I'm lovably morbid ^_^<br />
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*shruggle* who knew?<br />
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Well, he did...but we've already established that.<br />
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Anywho, I didn't realize how true that was until I read over some of my old poetry all at once and had an irrepressable urge to go drown my sorrows in a vat of Blue Bunny(TM) Strawberry Cheesecake Ice Cream (well, I didn't try all that hard to repress it...its really good ice cream ^_^)<br />
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But apparently this genre works for me--at least contest judges seem to eat it up like heyenas stripping a gazel carcass...so to those who read my overly-angsty work I say this: if you become depressed, know that I depress you out of nothing but love and there's no need to thank me for introducing you to the wonderful healing powers of ice cream! ^_^ ]]></description>
                <author>~LadySkyfire</author>
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