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                <title>Check out the Band</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2008 23:22:03 PST</pubDate>
                
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                <author>~Sbstn723</author>
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                <title>Last Night</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 May 2006 12:24:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I had a dream last night<br />
I died and went to heaven.<br />
But when I reached the pearley gates<br />
They would not let me in,<br />
Because I was missing a Hepatitus Vaccine. ]]></description>
                <author>~Sbstn723</author>
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                <title>I'm no good,</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 22:15:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ and that's no good. ]]></description>
                <author>~Sbstn723</author>
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                <title>Eighteen Notches on the Old Belt</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2006 19:49:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ By the time anybody get's around to reading this, I will have reached my eighteenth birthday.<br /><br />I don't mean to be a "downer," but I feel like I was born yesterday. <br /><br />I've learned two things so far:<br />1. Life is short and meaningless.<br />2. I'm becoming more existential every eighteen years.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>My Recent Artisic Defeat</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 Jan 2006 15:25:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Right now I'm bathing in the afterglow of an event that has killed a small part of me. All of my work, all of what I've spent the last year or so doing, has been flushed down the toilet; not even a skidmark remains.<br />
<br />
Every afternoon after tea, I head upstairs to the household pc and pop in my little purple friend. He's a portable Lexar (renamed "Sexar") Jumpdrive. His tiny 128 megabyte brain holds twenty to thirty Adobe Illustrator files, as well as around ten Photoshop files. Every time I insert him into my computer I am gratified by a synthesised chime, shortly followed by another, four pitches higher (i.e. do so) than the first. Today was different though, all I heard was the silence of a burned out microchip.<br />
<br />
It's broken.<br />
<br />
How could this have happened? I took such care of that device, always keeping it hidden away in the safest pocket, one suitable for China-white heroin to be kept in. But then again, the freedom of being able to store my work was just as good as heroin, and so far, coming down from it has been just as searing. ]]></description>
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                <title>[MY hYPhenated-Plan]</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2006 21:25:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ When unrest is all that I feel, I employ a simple solution; to do whatever possible to correct myself.<br />
<br />
Lately I've been feeling like the same old sad bucket of sorrow I've always been. I feel bad about how my hair looks and my fading wardrobe. So I'm just going to flush those worries down the toilet, and correct myself. <br />
<br />
Tommorow I am going to get a haircut, a style that is still long and volumeous (for a male), but shorter and more respectable than my current style. Afterwards I will gather up my assets and purchase some new crotch-grasping wide-bottom pants. Then a tight, flowery chest-hair-exposing yuppy undercoat. <br />
<br />
While I'm at it, I can clean my car, room, bath, and everything else I ever touch. Yes, It will be a day of progress. ]]></description>
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                <title>Farewell, 2005</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2005 21:58:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ At the coming of every new year, I like to sit back for a moment and reflect on the progress that has been made since new years previous. This year's brainstorm was quite a spectacle (metaphorically, of course). In the past year I have gone from employment to unemployment, from being a ladies man to a dateless wonderman. I have lost an insurmountable amount of weight from an illness and have gone from being an allready frail butterfly of a man, to the pathetic 105 pound weakling. Emotional tension has gotten so high that the sweat from my forehead could actually be used to lubricate the turbojets of Beoing's new prototype. I have made a little progress though, I finally caught Articuno, in my copy of Pokemon Red, he's very difficult to catch.<br /><br />In all seriousness though, I'm perfectly content, I'm just being an unappreciative teenage swine. There are many worse off. In fact, I'm glad I don't have a job, I hate to work. And I'm glad women are uninterested in me, because they cause much trouble. I'm not glad I lost weight, but I can recover from that with a good diet, so what's to worry, eh? <br /><br />If you just read this... thank you, and have a nice day <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smile.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":)" title=":) (Smile)" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~Sbstn723</author>
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                <title>My dA Plan</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Dec 2005 13:02:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ F.Y.I.<br />
<br />
Well, I like to make pencil art and sketches. Unfortunately, none of those tend to look good after I scan them. To remedy this, I make them into a sort of simple clean vector art.<br />
<br />
I will be uploading many of my sketches in as scraps. Those I really like I will make into vector art and upload them as deviations.<br />
<br />
That's my plan, I'm a man, with a plan and....... there you go. ]]></description>
                <author>~Sbstn723</author>
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