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                <title>Suicide Girls Hopeful Shoot</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 16:24:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .<br /><br />The shoot went really well. The weather stayed warm so that Lily stripping in a cold warehouse wasn't really a problem. She posed on scaffolding, iron bars, and sawhorses as well as the bare walls themselves. Hopefully all goes well and she gets accepted as a Suicide Girl! <br /><br />I've sent these shots off for processing, so it will be a few more days until we get to see them. Any photos that are accepted as a set to SG won't be available here on DA but I'll give a link to where you can find them. Wish her luck and when the sets go up be sure to vote on her webpage! <br /><br /><span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow" ><a  class="mature" href="http://bainen.deviantart.com/art/lily-shoot-145327118"><img src="http://th08.deviantart.net/fs50/150/i/2009/334/5/0/lily_shoot_by_bainen.jpg" width="150" height="113" /></a></span></span><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Porn and Chicken</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Nov 2009 09:51:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .<br /><br />Or rather porn and turkey. As Thanksgiving approaches I'm drowning in papers, primarily my philosophy thesis on "Zombies and Existentialism". However as soon as turkey day is over I'll be springing back into work. <br /><br />My lovely friend Lily has asked my to shoot a set as her Suicide Girls application. In addition to these I hope to get some just for fun pinup shots in of her and my other lovely friend Keli. <br /><br />I've never taken nude shots for an "erotica website" before and it's rather harrowing to waffle between the titles "artist" and "pornographer". Hopefully all will turn out for the best and we'll all have a fun time with this little project. Wish us luck and new pictures will be up soon! <br /><br /><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?http://suicidegirls.com/">Suicide Girls</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Last Six Months</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 15:05:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .<br /><br />I haven't done any photo shoots in the last six months and my fingers are itching to get back to it. Unfortunately, or fortunately (I'm not sure which) I have been blissfully happy and quite busy since March; involved with John, epic research papers, and a recovering family. <br /><br />    Expect new work soon. As my trusty model willowjack is living seven hours away and many others are absorbed in the details of graduating college, you can expect work with new subjects and settings. <br /><br />    Perhaps due to the dearth of models I'll try a self portrait or two, that ever elusive and embarrassing attempt at art. <br /><br />   As I am currently writing a paper on mysticism in Islam, here's a quote from Arabian Nights and Days by Mafouz: "'Why is it not permitted to us to assist the weak?' 'God has granted them something better than you possess: a mind and a soul.'" <br /><br /> Regarding my overflowing inbox of deviations: I'm working through them slowly but am looking forward to commenting on everyone's work.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Trawling </title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 18:27:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ .<br /><br />Dredged up the remains of the Tunica Falls shoot. Unfortunately my favorite photos of the day will not be posted, as the model wishes her expressions to be viewed by the public in person rather than via the internet. Thanks again to the brave models willing to strip down in freezing weather into freezing water. <br /><br />Looking forward to the long awaited burlesque shoot with the lovely <a href="http://mistress-of-storms.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmistress-of-storms:" title="mistress-of-storms"/></a>, which should occur sometime in the near future. I am also excited at the prospect of working together with <a href="http://willow-jack.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/w/i/willow-jack.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconwillow-jack:" title="willow-jack"/></a> again on future projects.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Tunica Falls</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 14:49:46 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Naked Clay Fights and Freezing Exhibitionism<br /><br />The cast of models included <a href="http://mistress-of-storms.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmistress-of-storms:" title="mistress-of-storms"/></a> <a href="http://demonskitten.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":icondemonskitten:" title="demonskitten"/></a> <a href="http://borbaletinha.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconborbaletinha:" title="borbaletinha"/></a> while ~<a class="u" href="http://schmedrick.deviantart.com/">schmedrick</a> and I photographed the lovely ladies and brave boys willing to strip down and stand beneath freezing waterfalls in the middle of winter.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>On the Road</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 15:26:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div class="content"><br />
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 I'm headed to Dallas for the remainder of the summer (or thereabouts) to see my sister.   <br />
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 <a href="http://allypetals.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/l/allypetals.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconallypetals:" title="allypetals"/></a> <br />
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  Expect some new work, possibly landscapes as I will be stopping  during my seven hour drive there.  (Note the emphasis on seven <br />
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I also have planned, more than likely eventually, a burlesque shoot using <a href="http://mistress-of-storms.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/default.gif" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconmistress-of-storms:" title="mistress-of-storms"/></a> as my model. (You can see her here in this shot <a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31232307/"><img src="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/31232307/" alt="Amnesty ID" /></a> )<br />
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 Also in the works is a shoot involving my usual model <a href="http://willow-jack.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/w/i/willow-jack.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconwillow-jack:" title="willow-jack"/></a> and my pool table. (Yes, my pool table is the current love of my life). <br />
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                <title>I've returned</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 May 2007 07:58:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
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           I've been away for some time as the 246 deviations in my inbox attest to. I will get to all of them, however I will not renew my subscription until my new computer arrives (I've been playing parasite to friends' computers for weeks now). Looking forward to seeing all of your new work. <br />
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                <title>Mine All Mine</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Feb 2007 19:06:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got in this week to find my dev order waiting for me. I am now the proud owner of "The Fight" by elliegreco. At casual glance an Audubon-esque sketch, but closer inspection reveals a fascinating and at times disturbing twist. <br />
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Be sure to check out the rest of elligreco's gallery.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img></a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Portfolios</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Jan 2007 18:51:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br />I need your help. That's right. You. I need you to look through my gallery and choose your favorite picture because I can only submit one for display this time. So please comment here with the title of the work and why you chose it sometime before January 18th, the sooner the better. Sweet-mystics could also use your help. So head over to her gallery using this handy dandy link <a href="http://sweet-mystics.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/s/w/sweet-mystics.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="sweet-mystics" /></a> and do the same.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img></a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Results in</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 02 Dec 2006 16:15:29 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br />Since I last wrote (ages ago) I've been on a 1,000 mile road trip with mistress-of-storms to see Neil Gaiman (fangirl, I know) read excerpts from his new work and got my copy of Endless Nights signed. Yes, in fact he is the most polite and accommodating genius currently living. <br />
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In other news the results of the contest that I published my metamorphoses: a consumption of dreams series in will be released tomorrow. Nail biting abounds. (For the last time: I used no photoshop or computer effects on any of the shots in my work. There was a lighting accident which caused a good many of them.) So to take my mind off of it, I'll be attending the new Bond film tonight (after I bought the Ultimate Bond collections 1 and 2....yes, a childhood fan of Sir Sean Connery and the Bond series)<br />
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And most importantly tomorrow is World AIDS Day so run over to <a href="http://www.worldaidscampaign.info/">[link]</a>     for more information. Be sure to look at Amnesty's ongoing Campaign Against Violence Against Women via the ever-present link on my journal.<br />
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UPDATE:<br />
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To Ms. Thank you for your. Regret to inform you that. Received <br />
the median score expected from someone of your. Try again with.<br />
Have been recommended to other companies through our. Regards. <br />
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As is clear from the excerpt above, I did not qualify for the contest. Thank you all, however, for your support and critique.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img></a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Winner announced</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 10:52:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br />~mistress-of-storms captured my 6,666th pageview and will receive a 3 month DA subscription. Congrats.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img></a> ]]></description>
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                <title>mountain slides of film</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Aug 2006 17:26:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bug.gif" alt="Buggy" title="Buggy" /> endlessWhorlsSubside<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: bowie<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Dante<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: The African Queen<br /><br />At this point, everything blurs. I am waiting to start any new photoshoots (i.e. Metamorphosis: the consumption of dreams) until I develop the 19...that's right 19! rolls of film I have lying about my shelves. I have returned and will be checking DA regularly, oh and the subscription bit continues*. <br />
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The Agassi-Baghdati match last night was amzing by the way. Although I don't usually watch I caught this one live and spent the next three hours glued to the screen until midnight that night. Fantastic game.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img><br />
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*I have decided that whichever deviant captures my 6,666 pageview with the printscreen button and sends me an email with the picture will receive a one month subscription on me. No copying the text and noting me with it, it must be an image. If I receive more than one message, I'm taking the first one I get.</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Back and Forth</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 10 Jul 2006 17:30:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" alt="Dancing" title="Dancing" /> packing<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: She Wants Revenge<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Book of Mormon<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Trainspotting<br /><br />My updates will be rather sporadic for the next month or so. I'll be in Dallas, then Tennessee, then in a tent in the woods. As my scanner is still unavailable, I will be uploading low resolution scans off of a machine I was able to borrow from the Doll photo shoot (I'll reload when I get the chance). I will be checking email and messages so don't despair, I will comment on all of the deviants I'm watching...eventually. <br />
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I have decided that whichever deviant captures my 6,666 pageview with the printscreen button and sends me an email with the picture will receive a one month subscription on me. No copying the text and noting me with it, it must be an image. If I receive more than one message, I'm taking the first one I get. <br />
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To all of my once and future followers, yes, I actually have been doing work on Hail Chaser. On a side note: Happy Birthday Angie. <br />
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Next photo shoot theme: {Metamorphosis: the consumption of dreams}<br />
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Well, I'm back from Dallas and packing for camping, watching the Cell on tv (the outstanding visuals manage to override JLo's dismal acting) and reading the Aeneid. <br />
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Thanks <a href="http://allypetals.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/l/allypetals.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="allypetals" /></a> for the print of Less Time than a Smoke Break, I'm driving over to pick it up now.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img><br />
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                <title>We are gathered here today to</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 09:57:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/surrender.gif" alt="Defeated" title="Defeated" /> alas<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: the dandy warhols<br /><br />The scanner is dead. D-E-D dead. So until I can buy a new one (don't hold your breath) or borrow one I'm rather stuck. I did shoot four rolls of film which have been developed and will be posted...eventually. <br />
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All of my deviant friends in the area, this is me begging here: may I pretty please with a cherry on top use your scanner for a few hours?<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img><br />
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                <title>5k</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jun 2006 18:35:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boing.gif" alt="Bouncy" title="Bouncy" /> holy kaiser salad!<br /><br />5,000...wow. That is just wow, amazing, thank you thank you thank you everyone. This calls for a project, something new. willow-jack, you know what that means. photoshoot asap. I'll go back and write something worthwhile on this later. Wow...thanks. <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bounce.gif" width="40" height="25" alt=":bounce:" title="Bounce" /> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/chew.gif" width="19" height="17" alt=":chew:" title="Chew" /> happiness. <br />
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Diet Coke: <br />
   1. Annie's Naturals Goddess Dressing<br />
   2. Finding a twenty <br />
   3. Eating hashbrowns at Louie's with Dad for Father's day<br />
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Excessive Butter:<br />
   1. All my favorite stations playing B movies the one time I want to watch tv<br />
   2. Dryer gremlins eating two pairs of socks<br />
   3. Baby bird fell out of its nest in the front yard<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img><br />
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                <title>When in the course of poptart events...</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jun 2006 15:03:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boing.gif" alt="Bouncy" title="Bouncy" /> toothbrush<br /><br />Straight from the mind of the accredited creator of Saran Wrap hats and shoe polished jeans, comes an important community update. <br />
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Todays highlighted disorder will be: abluophilia <br />
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These are compulsive cleaners, who when they feel threatened or nervous must have the entire house, neighborhood, child squeaky clean. Im sure this is an under diagnosed disorder as we have all seen it manifested in mothers or brides-to-be when their mother-in-law comes to visit.<br />
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Warning: what follows is a historical reenactment. Although based on a true story, those seen in the video are actors, not the actual victims. Names have been changed to protect the identity of those involved. <br />
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Mother: Timmy?<br />
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Timmy: huh?<br />
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Mother: What are you doing! (This to be said with appropriate shock and horror) Put that videogame away this instant and dust underneath that cabinet over there. Jane and her spawn of Satan new family will be here in three hours! Theres no time to lose!<br />
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Timmy: um, Mom? No one can see under the cabinet, its like an inch away from the ground. I cant fit under there.<br />
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Mother: Well, then I suppose youre going to have to try extra hard now arent you?<br />
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(The above conversation was taped live at 6 pm in June of 2003. No Robots were harmed in the production of this film.)<br />
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Why speak about these people, Bainen? (You may ask me as I laugh at you because I wont answer back because I am on the other side of a computer screenright) Well the answer to that unheard question is: because I am one. I have just spent the past few hours working on the dust caught between the rough grout of the tiles of the bathroom floor with a toothbrush. Why should this concern you? (Another question that will never be heard but that I just KNOW you are thinking) because due to this amazing feeling of productivity I am heading out in a few minutes to wake up my model and do a photo shoot! <br />
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Shots will be uploaded shortly (by tomorrow at the latest). <br />
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(Due to company concerns we have been forced to revise our disclaimer and it now reads: No robots, Timmies, Mothers, or wire hangers were harmed, maimed, or seriously injured in the production of this bad Lifetime/Americas Most Wanted spin-off) <br />
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Diet Coke: <br />
   1. Annie's Naturals Goddess Dressing<br />
   2. Finding a twenty <br />
   3. Eating hashbrowns at Louie's with Dad for Father's day<br />
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Excessive Butter:<br />
   1. All my favorite stations playing B movies the one time I want to watch tv<br />
   2. Dryer gremlins eating two pairs of socks<br />
   3. Baby bird fell out of its nest in the front yard<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img><br />
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                <title>Changes</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 May 2006 11:57:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brainless.gif" alt="Brainless" title="Brainless" /> study<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Mad World<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Edward II<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: X-Men<br /><br />As some of you may have noticed, I have been making changes to my gallery. I have gone through and deleted about 50 of my old deviations. Also, I used an older scanner for a lot of my old shots that gave my picture a green/blue/purple tone. I'm going back and hitting the desaturate button to change them back to the way they look when developed. I will also be fixing some of the HUGE full views, changing them to something a little more manageable. <br />
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Other than that, give me another two weeks and you will be drowning in new deviations from me. Luck to everyone on their finals and papers (I certainly need it as well)!<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img><br />
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                <title>Tagged Neanderthal</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 08 May 2006 19:50:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/painter.gif" alt="Artistic" title="Artistic" /> sentence fragments<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Hedwig and the Angry Inch<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Song of Solomon<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Hedwig and the Angry Inch<br /><br />I've been tagged by- sinrixa<br />
"Rule: The people who get tagged need to write a journal about their 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end, you need to choose the next 6 (or as many as you know) people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their devpage comments and tell them to read yours..."<br />
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Right...OK, six things...<br />
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1. I have an irrational fear of mirrors. I can't sleep with one in my room or look into the mirror while washing my face. Don't ask.<br />
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2. I am not afraid of bugs, but refuse to kill most of them. Rather than step on cockroaches I pick them up and put them outside. Except grubs. I hate grubs. <br />
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3. I've torn down all of the light fixtures in my bedroom in order to use only natural light. Have to be careful with the candles but it's not bad. <br />
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4. Continuing in the vein of number 3, I have ducktaped my closet shut. Well, the attic door inside the closet. Never trust the attic. P.S. Duct tape fixes everything.<br />
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5. My knife collection makes me happy. Enough said. <br />
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6. I wake up at 6 A.M. on weekends. Voluntarily. At friends houses I wake up, feed my friends younger siblings, clean the house, read, stare at walls. That is right, I am helplessly overproductive. Except when concerning my photography. And writing papers. And...damn it. <br />
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*As you may have noticed I overuse sentence fragments. Damn good device. <br />
see this essay of wonder: <a href="http://www.math.uchicago.edu/~chruska/recursive/moser.html">[link]</a><br />
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That's right Sinrixa, I actually did this. Now I tag:<br />
Allypetals. That's right Ally. I'm that sick. <br />
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RANT ON CHAUVINISTIC COMMERCIALS: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/censored.gif" width="34" height="15" alt=":censored:" title="Censored" /> <br />
The May 2006 BURGER KING COMMERCIAL<br />
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If you have not yet seen the commercial, here it is:    <a href="http://ryoko.aishiteiru.net/manthem/">[link]</a><br />
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Alright, yes this is amusing as dozens of "manly" men run about town in a "Fame"-esque moment singing a revised version of "I am woman" but still. Comments like "chick food", and seens of men ripping off their underwear to prove their manhood. <br />
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In one scene a guy says "I admit I have been fed quiche." That's right. Not I have eaten quiche or that I cooked some quiche, but that he has been fed quiche. "Got meat?" references. Need I say more? Freud, ego. It is too painfully obvious for words. <br />
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Another point. Minivans represent women? What the hell? Then we see a giant truck being pulled by a man in chains who is being led along by a leggy blonde in a tight pink body suit holding out a hamburger. The woman is seen in the traditional role of domestic/whore. Eve/Lilith. Mommy/Prostitute. Come on people, would a little subtlety kill you?<br />
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I suppose after all of this I am left with the impression of cat food. The men in this commercial remind me of that little kitty in the Meow Mix commercial that sings the jingle on loop. Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow...got beef? <br />
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Update:<br />
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Photoshoot planned for 5/22. Expect new work soon.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img><br />
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                <title>Amnesty</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Mar 2006 18:39:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eyepopping.gif" alt="Crazy" title="Crazy" /> wired<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Les Mis<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Othello<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: The Constant Gardener<br /><br />Watched Beat for the first time tonight. Decent acting and was pleasantly surprised to see our young waif from Dark Harbor reappear as Lucien Carr. Although the movie centered on Joan, it was surprisingly accurate. I recommend it to anyone as fascinated by the beatniks as I am, but have found that those unaware of the existing detail of their relationships will find it confusing. They absolutely nailed the Burroughs/Allerton relationship<br />
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Re-watched Lord of War tonight. A must see. I am trying to get a screening of both Lord of War and The Constant Gardener for our Amnesty International meetings. Go to <acronym title="Control Arms"><a href="http://www.controlarms.org/">Control Arms</a> and add your picture today.<br />
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In the parking lot of Albertsons before I left, there was an older woman leaning on a car near mine. She attempted to start a conversation while I was unloading groceries and I gave her the once over. I would love to photograph her. Her skin that true black tone that reflected perfectly smooth the light from the lamps in the parking lot, her hair up in a yellow scarf and most of her teeth filed low, lips cracked. In short, she looked like a junkie. She walks up to me and holds out a crumpled napkin with an assortment of pills in it. Can I get you to help me please, Miss? She says. Im HIV positive and I need something to take my medicine with cause I take it at 6 oclock and do you know where I can go and get a hot plate of something to eat? I directed her to a local shelter and gave her all I had in my wallet, which was only $6. Yes, its likely the 6 bucks went down to mall city and went straight into her veins or up her nose. The withdrawal symptoms for some drugs take 3 weeks. I can see working through the vomiting, headaches, and constant intense pain for three days, but three weeks? That, and her story is a likely one. Our area was number two for new AIDS cases this year. Lets hear it for Louisiana reaching the top of the list on something. Baton Rouges methadone clinic closed a while back because there simply was no money to keep it running. Interested in comments on this situation. My mom asked me earlier this week: What do you think prostitutes do when they get old? My response: Die.</acronym><br /><br /><a href="http://www.amnesty.org"><img alt="Support Amnesty International" title="Support Amnesty International" src="http://www.amnesty.org/images/banners/banner1-grey/banner1-468x60-eng.jpg"></img><br />
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                <title>Hiatus</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Mar 2006 12:25:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" alt="Tired" title="Tired" /> drawn out<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: 10 Things I Hate About You<br /><br />Desperately need to work on classes for the moment. I will still be on DA looking about, just not posting for awhile. My current cause is International Womens Week, and I would like to thank the 79 people who signed my petition I dragged with me through my classes on Womens Day. Mehsleep. <br />
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Expect new work in a few weeks. divineeggplants project Emo Farm (female edition) is wrapping itself up and I will be attending Les Miserables tonight (waves frantically at Becca, Angie, and Melissa).<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Mardi Gras</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 24 Feb 2006 17:53:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/airborne.gif" alt="Festive" title="Festive" /> PARTY<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Halo- depeche mode<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Orlando<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: The Seventh Seal<br /><br />Somewhere down the street people are playing "Go to sleep little baby" as an instrumental (or this time I really have lost it), as the Southdowns parade prepares to roll through town. To those not from Louisiana, there really is no way to describe Mardi Gras season. For me it is an excuse to enjoy my week off from classes, for the rest of the world who visits, it is an open invitation to debauchery and drink like no other, and a guarantee that no one will remember what you have done anyway (unless you fall victim to the video cameras of 'Girls Gone Wild') Despite the destruction, a few feeble attempts at parades continue in New Orleans. It took an hour to get home (a mere five blocks) from where I was eating as I had to stop for numerous police cars and drunks with water coolers blocking intersections. Perhaps later tonight Ill join the fiasco, but for now Bainen is content with her Greek food and turn of the century German silent films. <br />
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        This year is rather a let down compared to the usual celebrations (last year went to New Orleans where infamous Bourbon St. was in full swing and sidled between the drunks and strippers cavorting in lighted windows to stand on guardrails and scream at the top of my lungs fighting for cheap plastic beads). Perhaps will try out Spanish Town parade tomorrow, but many are downscaled due to lack of insurance coverage and understaffing at local hospitals. There is a pissing contest going on between Acadian ambulance service and EMS, as Acadian is refusing to reroute and sends all of their patients to Lady of the Lake Hospital, where there are no rooms. (This has been going on for awhile, as during my car wreck in November I spent two hours strapped to a stretcher in the hallway before receiving any kind of pain medication or treatment because there literally was no room to put me. {Still bitter about that, <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> }). <br />
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         More police sirens now, likely some idiot smashed his car into something. To anyone interested in watching, Ive heard some drag races are planned tonight down Lee after the streets are cleared. Enjoy the king cake, alcohol, and women who will regret going home with you in the morning. Laissez les bons temps rouler!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Chocolate is EVIL</title>
                <link>http://bainen.deviantart.com/journal/7917141/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2006 14:53:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/plotting.gif" alt="Plotting" title="Plotting" /> dum dee dum<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: RENT<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Significance of Place: A Social Psychoanalysis<br /><br />Warning: You may be shocked by what I am about to tell you. <br />
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I walk into the classroom holding an armful of Hersheys bars and proceed to hand them out to the class. I walk to the podium. <br />
      Before you eat those, I would like you to hear what I have to say. Now class, none of your parents work in candy factories. Therefore none of you listening today will be offended on their behalf at what I am about to express. The reason that none of your parents work in major candy factories is because, of the 20 existing industrial complexs, eight were closed in and before the year 1979, and the remaining eleven were closed in 1985 due to falling stocks due to decreased demand.<br />
      As sugar does not spoil, the candy companies, which had a surplus of chocolate items such as solid bars of chocolate and Hersheys kisses, remained open. Nestle, whose factories closed in 1985 as well, continues to operate as one of the largest producers today, creating new candy by re-melting the unwanted chocolate and adding frosted topping. The remaining factory (previously owned by Milton Hershey and Co. but sold to Indian investors in 1976) continues to operate out of Delhi, Industry manufacturing frosting. It, however, does not produce chocolate bars. <br />
    Therefore, assuming optimistically that the chocolate in front of you was created during the factories last remaining year of production, 1985, it is at least 21 years old; older than many of you. Please raise you hand if you still wish to eat yours. <br />
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____ number of hands are raised.  Comment whether or not you would eat the chocolate. <br />
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Thank you for your time, and for listening attentively to my persuasion speech. I fabricated everything I just said. Who believed anything I just told you?<br /><br /><acronym title="I can't believe this still entertains me"><a href="http://quiz.ravenblack.net/blood.pl?biter=Karmilla">I can't believe this still entertains me</a></acronym> ]]></description>
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                <title>Public Service Announcement 1</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2006 14:47:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sherlock.gif" alt="Inquisitive" title="Inquisitive" /> velcro ceiling<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: David Bowie and LadyTron<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Supreme Court case: Wallace vs. Jaffree<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: The Constant Gardener (a must see)<br /><br /><span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28807346/"><img src="http://tn1-4.deviantart.com/fs9/100/i/2006/039/c/7/agent_05__color__by_divineeggplant.png" width="72" height="100" /></a></span></span> Props to <a href="http://divineeggplant.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/d/i/divineeggplant.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="divineeggplant" /></a> for showing us all up. Again. <br />
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Public Service Announcement:<br />
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Insanity is the new era.<br />
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If the streets are left only with minerals and triangles and humans cease to die due to lack of assassins, will we find ourselves the new food source (excepting robots such as robot23 and sweetmystics of course)? Like Neil Gaimans story Baby Cakes, will humans with their increasing life span and overpopulation exhaust our resources? Then what? Is homosexuality and atheism birth control? And were limes to scream when eaten, would we find ourselves shamed or scream louder into headphones to drown out media induced paranoia? <br />
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Are we slowly but surely quashing any hope of creative rebirth by our increasing acceptance of anything and everything as art or common and sending the youth to crucify themselves in hideous lovemaking on temple streets to declare themselves museum exhibits? Are you actually reading this repetitive rant in passive voice with incorrect grammar? If so, I applaud you, and crown you king of all the universes. Kushner says Insanity is the new era. It has arrived.<br /><br /><acronym title="Official Tori Harris Website"><a href="http://www.toriharris.com/Homepage/Homepage.htm">Official Tori Harris Website</a>  promo photos for her coming soon</acronym> ]]></description>
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                <title>In the waffle process</title>
                <link>http://bainen.deviantart.com/journal/7813076/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2006 19:54:28 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/drossofthemoment.jpg"></img></div><br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/worker.gif" alt="Industrious" title="Industrious" /> oh the joy<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Gorillaz (damn you arielle for giving me this)<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Vamps and Tramps: essays on pagan sexuality<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Red Eye (twas ok, till the end)<br /><br />I have work! Aside from having another fifteen or so devs from the warehouse shoot to upload, I have two new projects: I have the privilege of doing a series of portraits for *<a class="u" href="http://allypetals.deviantart.com/">AllyPetals</a> and the art for Toris new CD. See Tori Harris at <acronym title="Official Tori Harris Website"><a href="http://www.toriharris.com/Homepage/Homepage.htm">Official Tori Harris Website</a>   <br />
Tis worth your time.</acronym><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Welcomes and wanderings</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2006 20:59:53 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/meditate.gif" alt="Meditative / Reflective" title="Meditative / Reflective" /> young grasshopper<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Velvet Goldmine- We are the Boys<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Jungle<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Suicide Club<br /><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a374/bainen/journalheader.jpg" alt="dross"> </img><br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/28314887/"><img src="http://tn1-2.deviantart.com/fs9/100/i/2006/028/b/8/glory_in_small_pieces_part_3_by_AllyPetals.jpg" width="68" height="100" /></a></span></span> Amazing work by <a href="http://allypetals.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/l/allypetals.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="allypetals" /></a> Everyone welcome my wicked stepsister to DA.<br />
<cut text="if you're not offended, then you are not paying attention:"><span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/11157925/"><img src="http://tn1-2.deviantart.com/100/fs5.deviantart.com/i/2004/278/b/2/Witch_huntin___Bush_by_bonnieslashfiend.jpg" width="100" height="89" /></a></span></span></cut></div><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Revival</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2006 14:12:27 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ with flame under the tubercular sky surrounded <br />
by orange crates of theology, <br />
who scribbled all night rocking and rolling over lofty <br />
incantations which in the yellow morning were <br />
stanzas of gibberish, <br />
-Howl<br />
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The return has been enacted. Yesterday I shot four roles of film in an industrial warehouse that I will develop sometime this weekend. As you may have noticed, my subscription is back up (oh how I missed you devart!) and I am once again checking my messages. <br />
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On a side note, if anyone here wants to help me out I have a moral issues project due on homosexuality, specifically the connection in popular opinion between homosexuality and pedophilia. Any feedback on the subject would be greatly appreciated. Just send me a note. ]]></description>
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                <title>Dies Irae! Dies Illa!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2005 15:50:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Dies Iræ! dies illa<br />
    Solvet sæclum in favilla<br />
    Teste David cum Sibylla!<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/plug.gif" alt="Unplugged" title="Unplugged" /> Working<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Lady Stardust ~ Ziggy and the Spiders from Mars<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Nausea by Jean Paul Satre<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Fragile Machine by Aoineko<br /><br />Finals, papers, and projects are upon us. Until further notice I will be dead. Expect a miraculous revival sometime after the 23rd of December. Thank you. <br />
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On a side note, as my model is for the most part recovered, expect new work soon.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>wreck</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2005 10:00:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ was in car wreck this saturday. broke right arm and hip. it will be awhile until i am back to typing regularly or doing photography. thank you for your patience.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Yes...the centipedes</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Nov 2005 07:15:47 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/raincloud.gif" alt="Gloomy" title="Gloomy" /> alas the bugs<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: SP<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Nausea by Jean Paul Satre<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Crusades on the History Channel<br /><br />For the past few months people have been randomly dissapearing from my watch list. I apologize to all for this inconvenience and have been re-adding all. If I forgot you, please email me. Other than that....THE CRUSADES ARE ON THE HISTORY CHANNEL!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Electro Drag</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Oct 2005 19:46:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ All that begins with sympathy can never end well<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/stab.gif" alt="Homicidal" title="Homicidal" /> StepCloserMyPretty<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: aoineko<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: The Unbearable Lightness of Being<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Last Days<br /><br />Finally had the pictures developed. Spent the better part of two hours scanning them only to find that the resolution stopped at 200dpi. Therefore it will be awhile. Felt my scanner was upset and in sympathy began to decorate it, making it pretty. The scanner is still not getting along with Dante, my laptop, therefore it will be some time before you will see work. As soon as I find a decent scanner (one good for more than looking lovely in wigs and stickers) there will be about 40 more photographs. Other than that, scraps are all I have to offer. Thanks to everyone for putting up with me while I'm lazy and have nothing to offer da. In the interim, expect some new writing and to my long suffering readers and editors, a few new chapters on my novel, Hail Chaser.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>---------------------</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Sep 2005 20:57:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Schrödinger's Cat is Dead.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Go to Hell, Go directly to Hell. Do not pass go. D</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 16:11:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Why am I here? Short political satire bit that's been bouncing about my head. If you don't like, don't read.<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/devilish.gif" alt="Devilish" title="Devilish" /> Satire<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Techno Syndrome<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: The Merchant of Venice<br /><br />Family members gather about the bedside, most in tears. He has died after these eight long months of illness. His spirit moves on to the next plane, and he a devout Puritan, finds himself in a difficult situation. <br />
He looks around in confusion after dying. Hes in hell? <br />
<br />
I don't get it., he says in disbelief to the demon at the gates.<br />
The demon is silent. The man searches his conscience. He begins to recite his sins aloud under his breath: <br />
Was it lying about TPS reports?, choosing Pepsi over Diet Coke?, the whore<br />
I picked up in Dallas?, the mail order bride?, ritualistically sacrificing my co-workers hamster when he went on vacation?<br />
<br />
 The demon scanned his list of sins. <br />
"No, not any of those" the demon shook his head sadly.<br />
 Suddenly the realization dawn on the man, and he sighed. "It was voting for bush wasn't it?"<br />
 "Yep." said the gatekeeper, then rechecking his ledger in shock"...twice!"<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Katrina's Aftermath</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 12:38:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Eye of the Storm<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sarcasticclap.gif" alt="Cynical" title="Cynical" /> still here<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Molly's Lips<br /><br />Katrina <br />
<br />
bereft of the worker's constant drone of headphones,<br />
and the exaggerated screams of cinema,<br />
without the refridgeration of a neighbor's dog silenced, <br />
or the cooling system of apathetic strangers stares,<br />
we hear our own cries, amplified by nature.<br />
in each tree's broken screeching,<br />
 reaching for the sun, vocally beseeching,<br />
begging for one more hour on this tormented plane, <br />
being denied, crashing again.<br />
i race through empty streets, barefoot, laughing. <br />
with camera and diet coke in hand, <br />
catching mirror shard images of others, pain.<br />
 eating others anguish as candy and begging for more.<br />
 i beg a hasty retreat to rooftop at sound of sirens, <br />
and perching atop the second<br />
story, footprints bloody from rough shingles flying.<br />
 i smile.<br /><br />my experience of the storm. A three foot shark was found swimming down the streets of new orleans. thankful all of my family got out in time. to all of those that stayed, my heart goes out to you. ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Katrina</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 28 Aug 2005 16:54:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hurricane Katrina<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boing.gif" alt="Bouncy" title="Bouncy" /> doom!<br /><br />am taking brief hiatus due to hurrican katrina that is about to knock out the power here.  we had two feet of water flooding the house two years ago, and this is supposed to be worse than andrew, perhaps worse than camille. on the upside, we get two days off of school. wish us luck,<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>purgatoried</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2005 23:05:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Current insanity<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" alt="Quixotic" title="Quixotic" /> buried in work<br /><br />1.  Working on deconstructionist essay on holocaust, as well as one on the treatment of women in Iran (titled purgatory, discusses how those who have no voice in the governing of the country exist merely as illusions). Have gotten my  tripod and lighting together, so am currently in need of models. Started 3 new photography projects, and am at the point of exhaustion.<br />
<br />
2.  Sleep is overrated<br />
<br />
3.  Am hiding out in office with laptop and sleeping bag to escape home, which is occupied by 7 screaming 13 yr old girls (little sister's birthday today)<br />
<br />
4.  All work submitted to da from now on will have watermark on it. Yes, tis as annoying as hell for both you and me, but needed. Have found one case of my work being taken and modified without my permission (or even having the decency to inform me) so feel this measure is necessary. If you want to use any pic as a background (and believe me, i understand most wouldn't want to, so simply skip this part if not interested) just email me and i'll send you a copy without the watermark.<br />
<br />
5.  New website button. This link is to my model's DA account. willow is my primary model, and thus, should be known to the world. also, i understand we are not supposed to have da accounts as links, so i'm sure it will soon be removed. check her out before it is. (it was her birthday on the 25th!)<br />
<br />
6.   I <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/y/yoda.gif" width="40" height="18" alt=":yoda:" title="Yoda" /> Latin.<br />
<br />
7.   This has been a public service announcement. Thank you for your time.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Changes</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2005 05:39:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ New Series<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/painter.gif" alt="Artistic" title="Artistic" /> diet coke<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Enjoy the Silence<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Thus Spoke Zarathustra<br /><br />The convent series has been completely posted and am now moving on to another graveyard series. Please full view all of these for the little flashes of colour.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Street Sleep</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 22:49:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Street Sleep<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" alt="Excited" title="Excited" /> wired<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Halo by depeche mode<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: L'etranger by Albert Camus<br /><br />Last night, or rather this morning. 3:46 am. Was still awake and so left house and began to walk. Ran down the street to Old Hammond Highway.  Deserted. All was absent. I felt I was in Vanilla sky, so ran down the empty highway screaming "tech support!" to the dark grey sky. I lay down in the middle of the highway and closed my eyes. Resting in the oncoming lane of traffic. <br />
<br />
quite surreal. i glared at the sunrise and retreated inside around 6 a.m.  as cars began to appear. looking at the street in the afternoon, it is difficult to imagine lying there as i gaze at the gridlocked traffic. <br />
<br />
drinking diet coke at present. wish to soak up as much summer as possible before school. sleep is not an option. <br />
<br />
i had forgotten the beauty of this particular shade of gray.<br />
<br />
(You know you're addicted to caffeine when you kneel down on the sidewalk and pray in front of a Starbucks logo)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>See Spot Die</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jul 2005 20:57:14 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ See Spot Die<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" alt="Tired" title="Tired" /> sleep deprived<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: L'etranger by Albert Camus<br /><br />See Spot Die<br />
<br />
be forewarned: this is the result of chain smoking, a diet<br />
coke addiction, and prolonged exposure to children's <br />
programming<br />
<br />
See Spot Run. <br />
The houses along highway 47 are scarcely populated, with large back yards.<br />
Spot likes to run. <br />
A car rolls smoothly along, set on cruise control at 45 mph. <br />
Spot has a red ball.<br />
It turns a sharp corner with precision.<br />
Spot likes to chase the red ball. <br />
The engine hums softly. <br />
Will you throw the ball for spot?<br />
The passengers turn up the radio, surrounding themselves in <br />
a barrier of mindless noise. <br />
Spot chases the ball. <br />
The engine purrs as it accelerates.<br />
Kittens purr. <br />
Spot likes to chase kittens.<br />
The driver croons the lyrics in a mocking tone.<br />
Spot chases the large shiny kitten. <br />
The tires screech as it slides to a halt.<br />
The ball bounces into the street.<br />
Spot is not there to chase it.<br />
<br />
And this, children, is why you always look BOTH ways before<br />
you cross the road.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Hit and Gun</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Jul 2005 10:28:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Returned<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eyepopping.gif" alt="Crazy" title="Crazy" /> insane<br /><br />9:00 PM June 2nd, True Story <br />
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It was already dead when I reached it. I want you to know that. Dad had asked me to take my little sister to Alexs house. I drove her over, discussing plans for moms birthday and giving my sister last minute advice, telling her not to drink anything harder than beer at the party. She reluctantly agreed to my advice and I left her in the dubious care of her friends mother. Lost for a short time in suburbia hell, I found myself on government st. and was able to get back easily from there.<br />
 I was driving safe tonight, really making an effort. Cant tell you why, usually I drive half asleep. I reached the last few minutes of the drive, nearly home, and began to slip into my routine. Feeling part of the car at this point, I began to increase my speed. <br />
<br />
Not what Id call speeding, a mere 5 over the limit. Passing the office buildings on corporate, I was getting ready move into the left lane for my turn onto college. Cant say why I didnt change lanes, it was clear. It had to be a fraction of a second and yet it played out frame by frame. I saw red, something that looked like rotting meat on the side of the road. I thought it was a cow at first, then dog. Then I saw the hand. I could almost feel the texture of the meat. Not smooth at all.<br />
<br />
 I hit it, grazing the right side. Silver land rover, my dads. I heard something splatter against the side. All other cars kept moving, as if nothing had happened. I slowed and turned right at the next street, pulling into the parking lot of a business office. The lot was deserted and only street lights from a block over provided light. I parked, turned on my brights, and opened the door. The radio was on 104.9X, rock music, and I heard the lyrics of the song hey baby can you bleed like me. <br />
<br />
 I walked to the right side, not believing that I would see anything. I got down on one knee and looked by the right front tire. There was a fine spray of red directly above the tire, and in the treads, something that looked like meat. I remember the texture, small chunks. I turned off the car and began to walk back to where I hit it. <br />
<br />
       I felt completely anonymous in the dark as I walked through empty parking lots, cars rushing by. If this were real, surely someone would have seen something, would have stopped to help. I felt no panic although my breathing quickened and I began to jog towards the mess. There was nothing in front of me. I ran faster, nearly tripping over the ripped hems of my bondage pants, cold in my green tank top despite the Louisiana heat. I had killed someone. I thought of the homeless, the children, the stray animals that wandered about. Wondered if hitting an animal would be any less horrific. Decided yes, their families wouldnt cry. I reached the spot. A white car was parked not far off, a young man and a woman were sitting in it, with the headlights pointed in my direction, engine running, they made no move to step out of the car as I neared the shape by the side of the road. <br />
<br />
      My mind had trouble making sense of it at first. There was a cardboard box, torn and soaked with some sort of liquid. Hard to tell if it was blood or not in the dim light and harsh glare of the tail lights of passing cars. I moved to touch it, to see what was inside. Empty. Soaked through with what looked to me like blood, and empty. I ran back to my car, taking a short cut through some bushes. I prayed, really prayed. Got in the car, locked it. I wanted something, someone to touch, cling to. I started the car and the radio came back on. A mans voice blared through the speakers. COMMERCIALS ARE SOOTHING IN THEIR POINTLESSNESS. IN A WORLD WHERE WE ARE PREOCCUPIED WITH BARTENDING CLASSES, STRIP CLUBS, CAR DEALERSHIPS, AND ERECTILE DYSFUNCTION, NOTHING IMPORTANT, NOTHING REAL CAN BE WRONG.<br />
<br />
 The mindless voice of radio announcers continued for the rest of the way home. The dad was asleep and I was alone in the house. I sat down and watched Law and Order SVU and drank diet coke. Read a little and went to sleep. There was something there, even though I could only see it for a moment. It was dead before I hit it. I want you to know that.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Vacation</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jun 2005 14:20:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" alt="Excited" title="Excited" /> Can't Wait<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Le Pest by Albert Camus<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: La Femme Nikita<br /><br />Leaving for Florida tomorrow. Dreading the sun (packing spf 70, my love) but looking forward to escape from work. DOWN WITH SPREADSHEETS! Don't plan on taking photos while I'm gone but will of course pack camera. Take it with me everywhere. Congratulations to Allison as she joins the small but tightly knit community of manual photographers. Good luck on the sugery! <br />
       Caved in and bought three month subscription for DA. oOOh thumbnails...size queen.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>heh heh free</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2005 18:56:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Isn't this lucky<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/nod.gif" alt="Agreeable" title="Agreeable" /> YAY<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: erm background noise<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: Junky<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Cursed is causing background noise half watching<br /><br />mwahaha, i get a free week of subscription. it is nice. i might actually have to subscribe now...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Salvage Dignity</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 12 Jun 2005 15:53:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ All misspellings are intentional, and those that are not, well I suppose I'll pretend they're artistic. <br />
<br />
My lovely lovely DA, how I have missed everyone. Been out of it for awhile, what with the near constant work on my novel and of course work. Yes, some actually have boring cubicle jobs and must toil at them constantly. damn quickbooks to hell and back. however another paycheck comes soon and them dum dum dum...i shall be subscribed. have many pictures that will be posted as soon as i have the money to develop them. ah to be somewhere with air conditioning and internet access again. yes tunica falls is beautiful with its waterfalls and red clay bluffs and attacking horseflies and eat you alive when they believe you are not watching but in truth you are merely too tiered to run any further and religious tendencies prevent you from killing them. yes. i am an outdoors freak and despite my best attempts at applying spf 70 i will soon revert to my natural state of deep dusky gypsy skin (insert racial epithet to be hurled at my mother's side thanking them for my genetics). well enough of this, there are pictures to upload and purchase orders to be processed. i swear if i have to type one more inventory file for NIKE, something glass will be hurled against the wall. glad to be back home ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2005 19:11:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There's this thing they have in  French: l'esprit d'escalier. The spirit  of the stairway. I don't think we have  a word for it in English. <br />
It means, well, the clever things to  say that you only think to yourself  when you're on your way out. <br />
All the cool stuff you wish you'd said  at the time. So I'm walking down the  stairs thinking: <br />
Firstly, there's no such person as  Death. <br />
Second, Death's this tall guy with a  bone face, like a skeletal monk, with a  scythe and an hourglass, and a penchant  for playing chess with Scandinavians. <br />
Third, he doesn't exist either. ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>annoying survey that i could not resist</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Jun 2005 20:36:03 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Name: Unknown<br />
Piercings: my left ear (yeah i know,  everyone knows it's supposed to be the  right, but i have a tiny freckle on my  right)<br />
Tattoos: none, currently a black<br />
Height: 5'1.75"<br />
Shoe size: 5-6<br />
Hair color: currently burgundy, soon to  be green<br />
Sibling(s): 1 sister<br />
<br />
LAST<br />
<br />
Movie you rented: erm<br />
Movie you bought: fragile machine<br />
Song you listened to: downer by nirvana<br />
Song that was stuck in your head: <br />
CD you listened to: Machina Smashing  Pumpkins<br />
Person you've called: Becca<br />
Person that's called you: Allison<br />
TV show you've watched: Law and Order  SVU<br />
Person you were thinking of: Antony  Hopkins<br />
<br />
DO<br />
<br />
You have a crush on someone: yeah, and?<br />
You wish you could live somewhere else:  i don't mind my location, the mindset  of the place perhaps <br />
You think about suicide: yes<br />
Others find you attractive: depends on  person<br />
You want more piercings: yes, an no i'm  not telling where<br />
You like cleaning: compulsively<br />
You like roller coasters: YES<br />
You write in cursive or print: print,  small crabbed writing with tiny spiky  points<br />
<br />
FOR OR AGAINST<br />
<br />
Long distance relationships: against,  they have yet to work<br />
Suicide: its their choice...go for it<br />
Killing people: technically all deserve  to live but once again GO FOR IT<br />
Teenage smoking: FOR<br />
Driving drunk: Against<br />
Gay/Lesbians: For, obviously.<br />
Soap operas: against<br />
<br />
HAVE YOU<br />
<br />
Ever cried over a girl: Yeah...<br />
Ever cried over a boy: yeah, but not  for the reason you think<br />
Ever been in a fist fight: yes and i  kicked his ass!<br />
Ever been arrested: No<br />
<br />
WHAT<br />
<br />
Shampoo do you use: whatever comes with  my hair dye<br />
Shoes do you wear: boots, hiking<br />
Are you scared of death: it comes to us  all<br />
<br />
NUMBER<br />
<br />
Of times I have been in love: a few<br />
Of times I have had my heart broken:  once<br />
Of hearts I have broken: ouch, well 3<br />
Of people I have kissed: do i have to  answer this? honestly i can't remember,  erm, <br />
Of girls I've slept with: define that,  depending on connotation it can be  anywhere from 2 to 30<br />
Of boys I've slept with: 0<br />
Of people I would classify as true,  could trust with my life friends: 5<br />
Of times my name has appeared in the  newspaper: 3<br />
Of scars on my body: at one point there  were over 500, but they begin to fade<br />
Of scars on my soul: two<br />
Of things in my past that I regret:  silence and witnessing, standing by,  not killing someone when i had the  chance <br />
FAVORITE<br />
<br />
4 letter word: damn<br />
Actor/actress: Angelina Jolie<br />
Candy: <br />
Cartoon: <br />
Cereal: <br />
Chewing gum: <br />
Color(s): Green, black<br />
Color nail polish: Black, blue, maybe  green<br />
Day of week: WEDNESDAY<br />
Flower: Foxglove<br />
Jello flavor: NOOO! EVIL<br />
Jewelry: my pent necklace and  typewriter key never come off, by black  band <br />
Special skills/talents: writing,  dreaming<br />
Fall/Spring: Fall<br />
Trampolines or swimming pools:  trampolines <br />
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WHO LAST<br />
<br />
Slept in your bed: me, i think, looks  shiftily around<br />
Saw you cry: i don't know, i try very  hard not to in front of others<br />
Made you cry: the dead<br />
Yelled at you: voices in my head<br />
Sent you an email: can't remember<br />
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HAVE YOU EVER<br />
<br />
Said "I love you" and meant it: Yes.<br />
Gone out in public in your pajamas: NO<br />
Kept a secret from everyone: Yes<br />
At anytime owned new kids on the block  stuff: no<br />
Planned your week based on the TV  Guide: no<br />
Been on stage: Yes<br />
Been to New York: yes<br />
Been to California: No<br />
Hawaii: No<br />
China: No<br />
Canada: No<br />
Europe: No<br />
Asia: No<br />
South: yes?<br />
Australia: no<br />
Puerto Rico: no<br />
Wished you were the opposite sex once a  month: no<br />
What time is it now: 10:34 PM<br />
Apples or bananas: Apples<br />
Walmart or target:walmart with which we  will take over the world!<br />
What are you gonna do after you finish  this: hit my head against the wall for  this waste of time<br />
Are you bored: i don't get bored<br />
Last noise you heard: screaming on tv<br />
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wall slamming commences ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Fragile Machine</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 06:52:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The debut film by Aoineko studio is an  underground flick about science,  religion, and the debate over whether  we can go to far. Does man have a right  to what he creates, and can man instill  a soul in an object?  Fragile Machine  is an electronic opera, and with a  running time of 34 minutes, leaves you  waiting for the next Aoineko film. As  you may have noticed, I am rather  enthusiastic. Just got it in the mail  yesterday. Check out <a href="http://www.fragilemachine.com/">[link]</a><br />
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To all of those in my area (aka those  who know me and where I live) anime  screening at my house sometime this  week. <br />
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Christine: haven't forgotten the disney  marathon, when are we doing that? ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Punch and Pie</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2005 09:00:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Baton Rouge Help Wanted <br />
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Interning over at Eric Frank's  Photography Studio. Will need models  for assignments. Anyone willing to be  dragged out to 14025 Greenwell Springs  Road for photo shoots? Will buy coffee  or food for volunteers! ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Submisson problems</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2005 19:28:42 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The submit button had a crush on me  earlier, now he seems to be leaving the  stage of adolescence and becoming  withdrawn. I have posted ten pictures  however they did not show up. I have  heard others saying they have the same  problem. Any idea? ]]></description>
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                <title>Repression and murder</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 15:59:29 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Repression of homosexual desire can  lead to serial killings. Hear me out.  Closet homosexuals experience the  repression of sexual desire. This  repression can lead to self loathing  and feelings of inadequacy. Self  loathing shows a lack of feeling of  control in your life. Death is control.  Eating disorders, cutting, hurting  other, all are methods of gaining  control. Hating oneself for what is  part of you can lead to striking out in  violent acts. Don't believe me? <a href="http://www.crimelibrary.com">[link]</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>Morbid</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 15:17:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Guillotine is a beautiful word. During  the dissection today the pig was tied  down with its legs splayed open as  though it was some bizarre rape victim.  We were asked to reach inside and  describe what we felt. I admit to being  morbid. I was the only one who did so.  Rubber. My first impression was rubber.  In watching the history channel (yeah,  I know Im a dork {smirks at Melissa})  they stated that 67 allied soldiers  were shot from afar, 40 died from  bullet wounds at the base of their  skulls. My first thought was Great  shot!. I will refuse to cite other  examples of my insanity for fear of  being caged. Hint: I was thrown out of  a grocery store and encouraged small  children to commit suicide on traffic  lights to see how long it would take to  get down. You can imagine the details  for yourself. Im afraid I am quite  dreary today. More work soon. ]]></description>
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                <title>Series</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 May 2005 06:09:38 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have been working on photos in series. <br />
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There is the Desolation Suburbia series  of works that now number over 40 (hope  to have them collected soon). <br />
<br />
Goddess of the Crossroads Series: I  know, I know, I've been talking about  this forever. I'll get around to it  sometime this summer. It is a  collection of modern day Goddess  interpretations. I think I have the  Persephone model shot posted on  here...somewhere. <br />
<br />
Untitled series: the chick in  graveyards. my model was willowjack,  amazing, check her out<br />
<br />
My series of three photographs titled  Desolation: (anyone see a pattern),  yeah the pictures of the shoe. It runs  as "Across the Lines" then "Dark  Horizon" then "Desolate" <br />
<br />
Consider the Desolation series of three  my best work (especially Desolate). I  went out and lay down in the mud. When  it was raining in the middle of the  deconstruction site. Have you ever been  in a Louisiana rain storm? Yeah. A  perfectly clean baby shoe in the middle  of all of this. It was worth it. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 09:24:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Arose at 12:38 this morning to stalk  about the still dark house in bathrobe,  stumbling to find the coffeemaker. Was  unable to sleep for no particular  reason. So now running on one hour of  sleep (going to be at 11) and looking  forward to the last test of the  semester that I must ace to get a  passing grade, I am displeased. Quite  displeased. <br />
 On a pleasant note, I have slowly  begun to decrease the dosage of my  medicine. Interested in seeing what it  is like to be happy free from doubt of  the cause. ]]></description>
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                <title>Intense</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 09:39:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Inside this deepness often fleeting I  find intensified cravings.<br />
<br />
Sorry I forgot to rant about the Red  Stick Animation Festival a few weeks  back. It went well, and can never watch  animated animals the same way again.  *leans over and points and Miranda*  "horse with human eyes!" <br />
<br />
Insanity becomes you. ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Sensory Deprivation</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Apr 2005 06:05:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ All knowledge acquired through the five  senses is worthless<br />
To those without knowledge of truth.<br />
<br />
In everything of every kind whatsoever,<br />
Wisdom perceives Truth in that thing.<br />
<br />
Those who find Divine Truth in this  world<br />
Follow a path which never comes back to  this world.<br />
<br />
Those who think with certitude and  ponder well that which is,<br />
Need never think of being born again.<br />
<br />
-Tirukkural 36:354-357<br />
<br />
(here allison, your favorite escape) ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>new avatar</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 08:54:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the moon avatar was short lived, but  now one of my own is up, still thanks  to fallen avatars for other ]]></description>
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                <title>avatar credit</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 27 Apr 2005 08:39:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://fallnangeltears.deviantart.com/">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Thanks to maker of the avatar I'm  currently using. Go see some of their  work! ]]></description>
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                <title>Rien</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Apr 2005 12:03:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Elle la regardera san compredre. C'est  ne rien, ma cherie. C'est ne rien.  -Camus ]]></description>
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                <title>THE END IS HERE</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Apr 2005 05:31:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today is my apocalypse, 38 random days  these words have been scrawled upon  everything within reach. Today it  reaches ZERO. Today is: 4/20 (National  Stoners Day), Adolf Hitler's Birthday,  The annivesairy of the Columbine  Shootings, and New Pope Day. In the  words of a man before dying scrawled  upon the wall in 28 days later:  "REPENT, THE END IS EXTREMELY FUCKING  NIGH" ]]></description>
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                <title>Apocalypse</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2005 21:56:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ My own personal apocalypse is tomorrow.  can't wait. have been counting down to  this random date for 38 days, counting  at random and ending here. Wednesday,  in about 5 minutes, is the end of the  world. it also happends to coincide  with hitler's birthday. i'm bringing  brownies to celebrate the destruction  of us all. ]]></description>
                <author>*bainen</author>
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                <title>Fragile</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2005 06:17:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Have you found something in your life  so perfect that you believe it can be  destroyed by a simple touch, reaching  out to feel and drawing back, afraid to  destroy with raw emotion the  cystallized coating over the inner  steel? Have you ever killed a butterfly  with your kiss? ]]></description>
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                <title>Art and Tech Show</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2005 05:45:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Congrats to friends who won awards at  the art show this past weekend. The  tech expo turned out well, most people  drawn towards it by our signs  advertising food. The cookies and  softdrinks lasted though, and we ended  the show at the choir concert, which I  was unable to attend. Claire's video  was great, but leaves me wondering  whose glove was cut to pieces for it.  hmmm.... ]]></description>
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