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                <title>Try to Remember, Forget</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 12:00:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>It's been a long time, dA. I may as well be honest and say that it'll probably be a long time again before I write another journal after this one. But you never know. Crazier things have happened.<br /><br />However, they have not happened recently. My lack of journals has been largely due to the fact that nothing of much importance has happened in the last few months. Either that, or I have lost the ability to become excited over important events. I'm not ruling that one out.<br /><br />Anyway, let me take this opportunity to give a relatively brief overview of the last few months. As I mentioned in my last journal, we bought a new car, due to the fact that Aaron's Protege was, in face, a screaming metal death trap. So, we traded it in for an '09 Mitsubishi Lancer. It's black, it's shiny, and its name is Nyx. The salesman at the dealership is probably one of the most entertaining people I've ever met, which is good, because we had to go to back there seven or eight times for various different things. Mike Sams make it up to us though. He makes me chuckle.<br /><br />Apart from dealing with the new car, I have, of course, been working. I'm still just a temporary employee with the company, and they still haven't given any of us (there are about 15 full-time temps in my department) any clues as to how much longer we'll be employed. Technically, our temporary contracts expired on April 4, however we've been instructed to keep reporting to work pretty much until they otherwise. The whole company is undergoing contract negotiations, and I'm pretty sure they won't decide one way or the other (either to keep us or let us go) until the company-wide contract has been negotiated. Actually, to be more honest, I think they've decided, but they're not going to tell us.  In either case, I'm just waiting at this point. It's very frustrating, but I've finally decided that it's not worth stressing about. I won't be able to change the outcome whether I fret over it or not. So why bother?<br /><br />Speaking which, I've been in touch with my family quite a bit more than usual lately. Apparently my Grandpa (on my mother's side) has been very ill. He was unable to come to my wedding last year due to needing an oxygen tank with him at all time, but apparently things gotten worse. He's been in and out of the hospital for the last few weeks with severe respiratory distress. From what I understand (my mom is an EMT and tends to forget that not everyone is familiar with the medical terminology), he is being treated, but the treatments are not meant to be used for long periods of time. Additionally, his pacemaker is not doing well at keeping up with all of his breathing troubles. Really, it's only a matter of time for him. My mom and my brother are planning a trip to go see him this week. Of course, mom wants me to go. But I don't know...<br /><br />I just feel so detached from the situation. I feel detached from pretty much everything. I find myself trying to reconnect with old friends, people who I used to genuinely care about, but I just can't make it work. It's not that I don't care. I do care. But I used to be that person that anyone could talk to about anything. I seem to have forgotten how to hold a conversation. Either that or just no one remembers me. *chuckles*  Especially in the last few weeks, I've been wishing for just one of those good-old-times conversations, where it was all silliness and drama and laughter. But, I guess those days are just gone. <br /><br />I just feel like I did everything wrong.<br /><br />Well, guys I'm just about out of steam here. Congratulations if you made it this far (and didn't skip!) I know I'm not around on dA much (but let's face it, you probably aren't either) but I am still on MSN/AIM/Skype.<br /><br />Take care. <3</sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>25 Continental Almonds</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 18:26:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I don't get it either.<br /><br />Just popping in to let deviantART know I'm not dead yet. Not a lot is new. I bought a new car, I turned 21, I got a haircut. Valentine's Day came and went. There were roses and calla lilies, Chinese food, and Blu-ray movies involved. And that's all I have to say about that.<br /><br /><3<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Reindeer Games</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Dec 2008 14:18:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div class="sidebar"><div class="sidebartext"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/a/jamaisxvu.gif?1" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconjamaisxvu:" title="jamaisxvu"/></a> <br />Interrobanger</div><br /><div class="header">DeviantART</div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/gallery/">Gallery</a></div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://my.deviantart.com/notes/?to=jamaisxvu/">Note Me</a></div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/favourites/">My Favourites</a></div><br /><div class="header">Important People</div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> *<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a>â¥<br />=<a class="u" href="http://thegnat.deviantart.com/">thegnat</a><br />=<a class="u" href="http://nex9k9.deviantart.com/">Nex9k9</a><br />`<a class="u" href="http://eskirinabsolute.deviantart.com/">eskirinabsolute</a><br />`<a class="u" href="http://bellchild.deviantart.com/">bellchild</a><br />^<a class="u" href="http://opioid.deviantart.com/">opioid</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://atrocity-of-life.deviantart.com/">Atrocity-of-life</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://joysoftruth.deviantart.com/">joysoftruth</a></div><br /><div class="header">Other Things</div><div class="sidebartext">Coming soon...</div><br /></div><div class="content"><br /><div class="text"><br /><br /><div class="h3">Comet!Cupid!Donner!Blitzen!</div><br /><br />Blizten was always my favorite reindeer... well, maybe not always, but he is now at least. Also, I don't play reindeer games. You know, those silly little social events you go to just because you're expected to? Yeah. I don't play them.<br /><br />Oh, and hello, deviantART. I hope everyone has been doing well.Believe it or not, I have kept up with most of you, I just haven't been commenting. Now that I think about it, I feel a little bit stalker-like. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." /> I still love you guys! <br /><br />Not a whole lot has been going on here. Aaron and I bought ourselves new cell phones for Christmas. They're pretty neat. Last weekend we had some friends over to play some games, but that's really the most social thing I've done in a long time. I don't mind though.<br /><br />I've been working a lot, especially this week. One of our servers in Missouri got flooded, so there was a big outage, and now everyone is working mandatory overtime to make up for the lost time. Today was supposed to be my day off, but I had to go in. The good news is that when I'm on overtime I can work pretty much whatever hours I damn well please, haha. Plus my next paycheck will be nice and fat. Just in time to spend it all for Christmas!<br /><br />I honestly can't say that I'm surprised that the year is almost over. Quite the opposite, actually. I can't believe it took this long for the damn thing to be over. This year has been just completely hectic. I feel that I learned a lot this year, though. I learned how to be patient and how to compromise. I learned how to work for the things I want. But I also learned that no matter how hard I work, some things just cannot (should not!) be. Some friendships just can't be saved. I tried my hardest, but in the end I couldn't win. But that's okay, because you know what? I've also learned to stop being sorry for things that aren't my fault. <br /><br />It was a good year, I think. It's not over yet, but I don't see anything horrible happening in the near future.<br /><br />Do you?<br /><br /><div class="h3">Edit</div><br /><br />So, yeah. I just went to Toys R Us (I was looking for a water gun... the don't have any this time of year, just so you know). And I found this, and it was just too great to pass up.<br /><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/DSCN0387.jpg"></img></div><br /><br />The box says that this product is made of 100% recycled awesome. I'd have to agree.  Merry Christmas to me!<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br /><blockquote><div align="center">Everyone's afraid of their own life.<br />If you could be anything you want<br />I bet you'd be disappointed, am I right?<br />-<i>Modest Mouse</i></div></blockquote></div></div> <div class="footerimage"></div><div class="coded">CSS Coded and Images by @<a class="u" href="http://trapiki.deviantart.com/">Trapiki</a></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>Just a Temperature and a Shape</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Nov 2008 12:53:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div class="sidebar"><div class="sidebartext"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/a/jamaisxvu.gif?1" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconjamaisxvu:" title="jamaisxvu"/></a> <br />Interrobanger</div><br /><div class="header">DeviantART</div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/gallery/">Gallery</a></div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://my.deviantart.com/notes/?to=jamaisxvu/">Note Me</a></div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/favourites/">My Favourites</a></div><br /><div class="header">Important People</div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> *<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a>â¥<br />=<a class="u" href="http://thegnat.deviantart.com/">thegnat</a><br />=<a class="u" href="http://nex9k9.deviantart.com/">Nex9k9</a><br />`<a class="u" href="http://eskirinabsolute.deviantart.com/">eskirinabsolute</a><br />`<a class="u" href="http://bellchild.deviantart.com/">bellchild</a><br />^<a class="u" href="http://opioid.deviantart.com/">opioid</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://atrocity-of-life.deviantart.com/">Atrocity-of-life</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://joysoftruth.deviantart.com/">joysoftruth</a></div><br /><div class="header">Other Things</div><div class="sidebartext">Coming soon...</div><br /></div><div class="content"><br /><div class="text"><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="h3">Temperature:Cold.</div><br />Shape:Ugly.</div><br /><br /><blockquote><div align="center"><i>luff.<br /><3</i></div></blockquote></div></div> <div class="footerimage"></div><div class="coded">CSS Coded and Images by =<a class="u" href="http://trapiki.deviantart.com/">Trapiki</a></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>Settling</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 19 Oct 2008 14:26:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div class="sidebar"><div class="sidebartext"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/a/jamaisxvu.gif?1" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconjamaisxvu:" title="jamaisxvu"/></a> <br />Interrobanger</div><br /><div class="header">DeviantART</div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/gallery/">Gallery</a></div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://my.deviantart.com/notes/?to=jamaisxvu/">Note Me</a></div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/favourites/">My Favourites</a></div><br /><div class="header">Important People</div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> *<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a>â¥<br />=<a class="u" href="http://thegnat.deviantart.com/">thegnat</a><br />=<a class="u" href="http://nex9k9.deviantart.com/">Nex9k9</a><br />`<a class="u" href="http://eskirinabsolute.deviantart.com/">eskirinabsolute</a><br />`<a class="u" href="http://bellchild.deviantart.com/">bellchild</a><br />^<a class="u" href="http://opioid.deviantart.com/">opioid</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://atrocity-of-life.deviantart.com/">Atrocity-of-life</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://joysoftruth.deviantart.com/">joysoftruth</a></div><br /><div class="header">Other Things</div><div class="sidebartext">Coming soon...</div><br /></div><div class="content"><br /><div class="text"><br /><br /><div class="h3">Direction.</div><br /><br />Settling. Down? In? Whichever it is, that's what I'm doing.<br /><br />Things at my new job are going pretty well. There are only a few calls a day that I really have trouble with, and in those cases whoever I ask for help is generally also rather confounded by the situation. I feel like I have a pretty good grasp on things. I've been working all weekend (in fact I'm at work right now), but it hasn't been bad. Yesterday I ended up working an hour of overtime, so today Aaron came up to Dallas and had lunch with me on the Company. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> Today has been extremely slow. They're doing a routine update of all of our systems, so they didn't schedule any installations for today, which drastically reduces our call volume. I spent most of the morning coloring in an old Garfield Coloring & Activity book. It's been great fun. The best part is that I get paid 1.5 times my normal wages because it's a Sunday. Best day ever. <br /><br />At home I've really just been piddling my time away. I like it though. I didn't have to work on Thursday, so I went and got a hair cut. It's really quite short, but I think it looks, dare I say it, cute. After that a friend and I went to the Dallas Arboretum. They're having a pumpkin festival, and it was a miserably gray and chilly day, so it felt just like home! We had a good time. I hate to admit it, but I'm really glad she moved here. We've been friends forever, and I generally don't make friends with local people that I don't necessarily enjoy just for the sake of convenience, so it's nice to have someone I really enjoy and that is close enough to call up and hang out with at a moment's notice. I'll be sad when she goes.<br /><br />In other news, I'm in the process of planning a trip up to New York sometime next year. Part of me wants to wait until September/October (preferably September, I want to take Aaron to the <a href="http://hvgf.org/">Garlic Festival</a>) of next year, because it will be cool and beautiful, but the other part of me simply does not want to wait that long. We'll see. A year seems like a long time, but I suspect that next September will be here before I know what hit me.<br /><br />I'm pretty sure I'm done flapping my gums now. I've been keeping up with everyone's journals, so I do wish the very best to everyone, but I'm keeping my nose out of things, especially where I know my advice is not wanted. I trust you guys to take care of yourselves. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><blockquote><div align="center"><i>Up, up, down, down,left, right, left, right, B, A, START-<br />Just because we use cheats doesn't mean we're not smart.<br />-The Moldy Peaches</i></div></blockquote></div></div> <div class="footerimage"></div><div class="coded">CSS Coded and Images by =<a class="u" href="http://trapiki.deviantart.com/">Trapiki</a></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>Keep on Keeping On</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 03 Oct 2008 11:01:11 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div class="sidebar"><div class="sidebartext"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/a/jamaisxvu.png" width="50" height="50" alt=":iconjamaisxvu:" title="jamaisxvu"/></a> <br />Interrobanger</div><br /><div class="header">DeviantART</div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/gallery/">Gallery</a></div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://my.deviantart.com/notes/?to=jamaisxvu/">Note Me</a></div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> <a href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/favourites/">My Favourites</a></div><br /><div class="header">Important People</div><br /><div class="sidebarlink"> *<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a>â¥<br />=<a class="u" href="http://thegnat.deviantart.com/">thegnat</a><br />=<a class="u" href="http://nex9k9.deviantart.com/">Nex9k9</a><br />`<a class="u" href="http://eskirinabsolute.deviantart.com/">eskirinabsolute</a><br />`<a class="u" href="http://bellchild.deviantart.com/">bellchild</a><br />^<a class="u" href="http://opioid.deviantart.com/">opioid</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://atrocity-of-life.deviantart.com/">Atrocity-of-life</a><br />~<a class="u" href="http://joysoftruth.deviantart.com/">joysoftruth</a></div><br /><div class="header">TEXT</div><div class="sidebartext">Coming soon...</div><br /></div><div class="content"><div class="text"><br /><br /><div class="h3">Sorry 'bout your bad luck!</div><br /><br />Just popping in to say, "Hey, world, I'm still alive. Sorry 'bout your bad luck!"<br /><br />Really.<br /><br />Things around here haven't been anything overly exciting. Just training for my new job, trying to get things done at home, failing miserably, the usual. <br /><br />I haven't been around on dA very much (at least not on dAmn), but I've still managed to get into trouble with quite a few people. One of these days I'll learn to keep my mouth shut and leave well-enough alone. But that day is not today, nor will it be tomorrow. Someday, though.<br /><br />Last week (two weeks ago? who knows) I <b>finally</b> got my new bed! We bought a really nice new mattress when we got back from the honeymoon, but had put it right on the floor because we didn't hae a big enough bed frame. Last week it came, and after much physical exertion and a few banged-up fingers, I got it put together. Me gusta mucho. The best part is that we can put boxes underneath it. Goodbye, Legos! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Not a lot else going on, really. Things are finally settling down. I'm so glad.<br /><br />How are you all?<br /><br /></div></div> <div class="footerimage"></div><div class="coded">CSS Coded and Images by =<a class="u" href="http://trapiki.deviantart.com/">Trapiki</a></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>I Was Wrong</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 21:11:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div class="links"><div align="center"><b>]:</b></div></div><br /><br /><div align="center">Apparently life doesn't go on the same as before. <br /><br />My mistake.<br /><br />----<br /></div><br /><br />Just a quick update. Work is pretty much the same. Training for my new job starts on Monday, or so they say. In the meantime I've gotten to meet some really neat people in my department.<br /><br />My kitten is a little holy terror. I don't really like him very much sometimes. He attacks my feet when I'm trying to play Guitar Hero.<br /><br />Also, Guitar Hero is win. Yes, I know this is old news.<br /><br />I've been depressed lately, which isn't surprising. I don't like to be avoided, ignored, and otherwise blown off. Doesn't work for me.<br /><br />And now I'm off to bed. Told you this would be short!<br /><br /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Goodnight, loves.<br /><br /><br><br /><br></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>Life Goes On</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 06:30:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, it does.<br /><br />I'm home, I'm married, and I'm moving on with my life. <br /><br />Man, it feels good. (:<br /><br /><br><br /><br></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>Matrimony &amp; Cheese</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Aug 2008 14:37:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm a married woman now! Sorry, boys. :3<br /><br />I'm so glad it's over. And I am very glad to have met =<a class="u" href="http://thegnat.deviantart.com/">thegnat</a>, `<a class="u" href="http://zeros-elipticus.deviantart.com/">Zeros-Elipticus</a>, and =<a class="u" href="http://nex9k9.deviantart.com/">Nex9k9</a>. You guys rock.<br /><br /><br />Now... on to the honeymoon!<br /><br /><br><br><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://www.whenismywedding.com/signature/ddd44a115be595e9.gif"><br /><br><br /><br></br></br></img></div></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>Milan, New York, and Japan</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 03 Aug 2008 18:42:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If you can tell me what those three places have in common, I'll love you forever. Haha!<br /><br />So, basically, this weekend was good. Yesterday I went to Medieval Times and ate roasted chicken with my fingers like a barbarian. It was awesome.<br /><br />Today I got a kitten. I named him Commander Oliver Fuzzyboots. He's adorable, when you can find him.<br /><br />That is all.<br /><br /><br><br><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://www.whenismywedding.com/signature/ddd44a115be595e9.gif"><br /><br><br /><br></br></br></img></div></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>Have At Thee!</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jul 2008 08:17:02 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center">=<a class="u" href="http://thegnat.deviantart.com/">thegnat</a> tagged me. I was beginning to think it would never happen!<br /><br />Rules of the game:<br /><br />- Choose a singer/band/group<br />- Answer using ONLY titles of songs by that singer/band/group<br />- <strike>Tag 6 more people (let them know they've been tagged)</strike><br /><br />I'm not tagging because most of the people I would tag have already done this.<br /><br />Today's Special: Say Anything<br /><br />1. Are you male or female?<br />Shiksa (Girlfriend)<br /><br />2. Describe yourself.<br />I Used To Have A Heart<br /><br />3. What do people feel when they're around you?<br /><strike>Vexed</strike> Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too<br /><br />4. How would you describe your previous relationship?<br />A Walk Through Hell<br /><br />5. Describe your current relationship.<br />Retarded In Love. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/imslow.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":slow:" title="Slow" /><br /><br />6. Where would you want to be now?<br />Dreaming Of Manhattan<br /><br />7. How do you feel about love?<br />Most Beautiful Plague<br /><br />8. What's your life like?<br />Baby Girl, I'm A Blur<br /><br />9. What would you ask for if you had only one wish?<br />One More Chance<br /><br />10. Say something wise.<br />People Like You Are Why People Like Me Exist<br /><br />----<br /><br />In other news, I moved yesterday. I'm exhausted. But our new place is nice.<br /><br />----<br /><br />In other other news, I just had the most spectacular shower of my life. Be jealous.<br /><br /><br><br><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://www.whenismywedding.com/signature/ddd44a115be595e9.gif"><br /><br><br /><br></br></br></img></div></br></br></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>*kivienkathairon</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jul 2008 14:08:21 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><div align="center"><br />You are amazing.<br />Thank you.<br /><3<br /><br><br /><br><br /><br><br /><br /></br></br></br></div></br></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>The Texas Two-Step</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 09:49:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, basically, yesterday I wrote out a fairly lengthy journal, but through classic Lisa<sup><sup>TM</sup></sup> Brand idiocy I lost it. However, I shall not fret, because it was a fairly emo-sounding journal, and who has time for that? Really.<br /><br />Basically, work has been really crazy as usual. I've been extremely stressed out by both work and personal things, and I haven't slept well in weeks. And apparently when I'm not sleeping well I talk a lot and giggle in my sleep. While I find it rather entertaining, Aaron seems to find it a bit worrisome. And that's why I love him. <3<br /><br />Right now I'm pretty much sprinting to August 16th. I just want the whole thing to be over with so that I can go on a cruise and not worry about a goddamn thing for 7 days. However, until then, I'm going to be going out of my head. <br /><br />On August 1st we will be moving into a new apartment (the one we're in now is super fail), so this weekend I really need to start packing. Of course, I said that last weekend, too. And the one before that. We have lots of empty boxes, so all of the tools are there, just not the motivation. Why <i>pack</i> the videogames when I could just sit down and <i>play</i> one on our shiny new high definition TV instead. Amiright? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/imslow.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":slow:" title="Slow" /><br /><br />Speaking of moving, though, I am super excited! My maid of honor and her husband will be moving to Dallas next week! Through some twist of fate, she was offered a really good job at Dallas Love Field Airport. We haven't lived within 100 miles of eachother for probably 14 or 15 years, so this will be fun. At the very least she will help me find all of the best pizza places in the DFW area. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /><br /><br />On a completely different note, I just want to mention that I am really enjoying dA v6. I have to say that I was a bit apprehensive about it because of how much I hated v5. This is nice, though. Of course, I may be biased. Having lost my subscription last week, I nearly fell out of my chair this morning when I saw that I can preview comments in journals in my message center. Hah!<br /><br />I think that just about sums it up for me. It just occured to me that my journal will be CSS-less, and this makes me sad. More importantly, however- my break is over.<br /><br />Love you and miss you guys. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Jumpstart</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 22:01:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ *<a class="u" href="http://oulfr.deviantart.com/">oulfr</a> missed me. So here I am.<br /><br />I've been meaning to write a journal for weeks now. I just never seem to get around to it. Not that I don't have the time to sit down at the computer, but I just never feel like spending that time writing a journal.<br /><br />I can't even remember all of the stuff that's happened since my last journal. Laughter, drama, blood, sweat, and tears. All of that good stuff. In a nutshell, though, I've been pretty much just working and getting shit together for the wedding.<br /><br />You know, I think that's why I stopped updating. I think I decided that most of you (well a few in particular) were probably tired of hearing about my wedding. I'm sorry for that, guys, but that's what's taking up most of my spare time. So, here's just a brief update on what I've gotten done.<br /><br />* My dress came in and I had it pinned for alterations. Next appointment: June 18.<br />* Finalized guest list and compiled addresses. Most of my family got the boot.<br />* Hired a photographer. Thank you, Craigslist. <br />* Chose salon for hair/make up. The though of such girlishness makes me cringe.<br />* Ordered reception decorations. Floating silk lilies are super win.<br />* Paid off venue and cruise. Am now flat broke.<br />* First step of invitations completed. Lots of glitter and confetti. Everywhere.<br />* Completed first step in premarital counseling. Awkwardness to follow.<br />* Registered for gifts at Bed, Bath, & Beyond. That scanner gun was every bit as fun as I imagined.<br />* Started on "wedding website" tonight. Talk about last minute.<br /><br />That's all I can think of for now. We've gotten other things done but... really, all the details escape me.<br /><br />Oh, also, my matron of honor decided that we need to go to Medieval Times for my pseudo bachelorette party. This is mostly due to the fact that I flat out refused to have a bridal shower, so she feels compelled to take me out. I love her, but gosh, she's so silly.<br /><br />In other news, one of my friends from back home came for a visit last weekend. He got here on Thursday night and left early on the following Tuesday. It was a short visit, but it was good to see him. Honestly, we didn't do a lot of sight seeing. We went to uptown Dallas and rode the trolley car and we went to the money factory in Fort Worth, but other than that we just went out to eat a lot. He was thoroughly impressed by both CiCi's Pizza and Chipotle (sorry, *<a class="u" href="http://comrade-kelly.deviantart.com/">Comrade-Kelly</a>, I still wasn't brave enough to put guacamole in my burrito!). The boy likes to eat! Typical. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> I had to work on Saturday because I took Monday off so that we could go to Forth Worth, but I think it was worth it. I'd probably do it again if it didn't mean that I have to be there at 7 o'clock in the morning. I just can't do it! Plus, one of the managers put four boxes of Krispy Kremes right outside of my cubicle. Seriously not cool.<br /><br />Things at work have been getting a little crazy again. One of my co-workers (she was the half- line-- meaning she could do some of the things the manager can) is really starting to work my last nerve.  Basically, my boss started giving me some of the half-line stuff to do, because I'm responsible, a fast learner, and I can get things done pretty efficiently. Then this particular co-worker started being out of work every other week or so on FMLA because of her asthma (which she didn't even know she had until this year), so my boss just handed all of the half-line work over to me. So now whenever the former half-line actually bothers to show up she gives me an attitude. She's even gone so far as to neglect to tell me things about the half-line work in hopes that I'll get in trouble with the boss. Luckily for me, Jana knows exactly how much of a snot my co-worker can be. It's just frustrating to me because it's not like I ever tried to steal her job-- hell, she practically handed it to me when she stopped showing up to work.<br /><br />To make matters worse, we did some rearranging and my desk is now on the other side of the wall from where it used to be. There is now a row of managers' cubicles behind me. Which in itself is not a problem, because my boss can't see my desk, and the other managers don't care, but the one that happens to be directly behind me is so obnoxiously loud! He's an ok guy and all, don't get me wrong, but he's a maintenance manager, so he's on his headset all day with the techs and he talks really loud. And recently he's decided that he's going to play classical music really loudly all day. He's been on vacation since I switched desks, but I can definitely foresee some issues here. <br /><br />I think I'm just about done rambling now. I want you all to know that even though I'm not aroun... ]]></description>
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                <title>Little Miss Sunshine</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 20:25:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm sure you don't need me to tell you that it's been a long time since I last updated. I'm sure some of my less dAmnable watchers have started to wonder if I just quit dA. Of course, those are the same people who probably won't even read this journal.<br /><br />Not like I blame them.<br /><br />Anyway, I'm going to try and not bore you with every excruciating detail regarding the events of the last month or so. Suffice it to say that slowly (ever so slowly) the pieces are starting to come together. Almost everything is planned, we're just waiting for the money to come in so we can actually pay for this shit. Ahaha.<br /><br />I had planned to give a brief summary of my mind's inner workings these past few weeks, but honestly, I just don't have the heart.  I'd just like to apologize for not being around. I wish I could say that I'm too busy, but honestly, I just have very little desire to hang around any more. I know it's not fair. I've let the people who care about me slip away, and at the same time gotten closer to people and situations I should have left alone. So I'm sorry, and I'm really going to try and do better. If you don't see me around on dA, come find me on MSN. I might not be on to talk for long, but anything is better than nothing, right?<br /><br />Right.<br /><br /><br />Also, in regards to the title, last weekend I dyed my hair. Just the bangs and a bit of the front part. I actually just bleached over my roots and a previous dye job. The result: A sunrise growing out of the top of my head when I comb my hair straight back.<br /><br />I quite like it. Ask =<a class="u" href="http://nex9k9.deviantart.com/">Nex9k9</a>. It's awesome.<br /><br /><br />That's about it, kids.<br /><br /><3<br /><br /><br><br><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://www.whenismywedding.com/signature/ddd44a115be595e9.gif"><br /><br><br /><br></br></br></img></div></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>Two-oh</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 14:26:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ That's it. Twenty. Time to start casket shopping and look over my will. That's what Romeo says anyway. And Romeo knows best! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Haha. <br /><br />Guys, I am in a really great mood today. I'm on vacation all week long, and I'm actually getting things done <i>and</i> relaxing at the same time. I really didn't know that was possible.<br /><br />Yesterday Aaron and I checked out a venue for the wedding, which was really nice, but it's too small. The inside of the house only seats 25 or so people, and we're planning on inviting 75. Which would be fine if we have nice weather, we could set up tables outside and all would be well, but in the event of a thunderstorm or generally shitty weather, it's not fair to ask more than half of our guests to sit outside. You know, unless some of you guys wan to volunteer. (; So on Thursday we're going to look at a bigger place. Hopefully we'll like it, and then I'm all prepared to sign papers and do whatever has to be done so that I don't have to think about it any more, ahaha.<br /><br />After the venue, we went and had cake. Yay, cake! We picked out what kind of cake we want, and man, it's going to be awesome. Not like it matters, because it's just going to be eaten. You're supposed to save the top tier for the one year anniversary, but Aaron and I agree that there's no way that much cake is going to last a whole year in out house. No way. It'll be gone in the first two months.<br /><br />Today I've just been chilling out. We got the water here at the apartment fixed, so I got a nice hot shower and just watched some TV. I finally finished a photo manipulation that I've been "working" on for over a year. Haha, see, all I needed was a little time to sit down and work! It's not fantastic, but it feels good to be active again.<br /><br />Tomorrow I'm going dress shopping. I know you're not supposed to go alone, but man, I hate when people oogle at me. Besides, I already know more or less what I want. Hopefully it won't take long. I'm sort of excited, but... well sort of terrified. We'll just have to wait and see. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br /><br />Earlier today I was reading through some old conversation that I had via AIM years and years ago. Sometimes I really have to wonder about the things that come out of my head. And so, I'll leave you with this shining example of my inexplicable silliness, and I hope, if nothing else, that it bring a little shiny to your day. It is, after all, my birthday, and that means I want everyone to be happy.<br /><br /><br /><i><br />HoodieRock:	Could you imagine what'd it be like to be a banana and be eating a banana cream pie?<br />HoodieRock:	It'd be horrible! but then. It'd also be horrible to not be able to eat them at all. Poor bananas. They have a hard life.</i><br /><br /><br />Love!. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><br><br><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://www.whenismywedding.com/signature/ddd44a115be595e9.gif"><br /><br><br /><br></br></br></img></div></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>88 Lines About 44 Women</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 21:06:01 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The title has absolutely nothing to do with this entry. Then again, this entry doesn't really have much of a point.<br /><br />Hooray for randomness. Doesn't it just make you all warm and fuzzy inside? Gosh.<br /><br />Just popping in to let those of you that I don't see regularly on dAmn or elsewhere that I'm still alive and well. Actually, really well, which is a bit rare. Things are going really well at work, though some of my coworkers are probably a bit unhappy with me. Really, it's their own fault for being such babies and not wanting to do their jobs.<br /><br />I've been spending most of my free time doing loose wedding planning. We have several things booked and are going to look at flowers and tuxedos this weekend. Hooray! I can't wait to see the few friends that are planning on coming. One friend can't make it that day, but said he'd try to visit over the summer anyway. I'm really excited. (:<br /><br />I hope everyone else is doing okay. They blocked dA at work, so I'll be on to check comments even less often (not like I got many comments anyway), but I just want you guys to know that I'm still here to listen if you need me. Shoot me a note, e-mail, IM.... anything!<br /><br />Well, I'm gone. <br /><br /><3<br /><br /><br><br><br /><div align="center"><img src="http://www.whenismywedding.com/signature/ddd44a115be595e9.gif"><br /><br><br /><br></br></br></img></div></br></br> ]]></description>
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                <title>Hicky-Burr</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 09:48:22 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh, goodness, what a morning.  Woke up late, left the house early, made a delivery, got stuck in traffic. Madness.<br />
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Of course, as soon as I called the boss to tell her that I as running late, traffic cleared right up and I made it in on time. Which is good, but infuriating nonetheless.  <br />
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Anyway.<br />
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As many of you have probably guessed, I'm in the process of moving myself to a new account. Hopefully ~<a class="u" href="http://dyhan.deviantart.com/">Dyhan</a> will permanently be my new home, but you know... I'm a little bit fickle. And I know that <acronym title="Natalie and Co.">some people</acronym> don't want me to move. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /> But we'll have to see. I honestly don't know if I have the files for a lot of my deviations any more, and of those I do have, I need to go through and decide what I want to upload again. I also have something in the works that, I hope, will sort of be a good sendoff for the new account, as well as a new CSS layout and avatar for it. Silly, I know, but I hate to do anything half-assed.<br />
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deviantART aside, things are going alright. I had been planning a trip up north in February, but that's been more or less cancelled. to be perfectly honest, I just can't be bothered. I'd be flying to MA, I'm not old enough to rent a car, and mom and Vicky only have one car now, so I'd just be sitting around their house, still not seeing my friends, still not visiting Saugerties. <br />
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Still, I have the whole week of <acronym title="February 12">my birthday</acronym>/Valentine's Day off from work, and I get a <i>very</i> nice bonus from work on the 15th, so I plan to go wedding dress shopping that week. They tell me that those places are a madhouse on weekends, but if I went on a weekday it wouldn't be bad. Thank goodness. Other plans are slowly coming into focus. I think it'll all work out.<br />
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By the way. You guys who think you'd like to come, I need your address at some point to send you an invitation. You know who you are. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":eyes:" title="Eyes" /> There's no big hurry, as we won't be sending those out for at least a few more months, but... well I'll forget, and then you'll all disappear on me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/no.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":no:" title="No, I disagree!" /><br />
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Jesus, I'm almost twenty years old. I mean, I'm glad to not be ninteen any more, but <i>twenty</i>?! Where's my cane? GET OFF MY LAWN.<br />
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In other greatly abbreviated news, Katamari Damacy is fantastic, Saturday was my Big Bobby's birthday, and I'm sure he opened several cans of the Whoop Ass I sent him for Christmas, I'm kind of hungry, and just so you know, if you drop a bowl full of Hamburger Helper on your foot, it <i>will</i> burn like taco sauce.<br />
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Okay, maybe not like taco sauce, but it still burns. Golly.<br />
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I think I'm done. As usual,I apologize for my general lack of being around, and I hope you're all doing well.<br />
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                <title>Ringing In</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 12:15:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just popping in to wish you all a very happy New Year.<br />
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Last year was... well it was insane. I'm hoping that this year will at least calm down just a little. However, planning a wedding is not a good way to get relaxed. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/imslow.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":slow:" title="Slow" /><br />
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Things are going okay so far. I'm glad to say that today is my last day working this confounded night shift. Hopefully by getting home an hour earlier every night I'll be able to get more stuff done.<br />
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Hopefully.<br /><br /><div align="center"><sub><sub>*<a class="u" href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/">jamaisXvu</a><acronym title="always"><3</acronym>*<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a></sub></sub></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>Fa-La-La....W'ever.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 12:10:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey everyone. I missed Christmas!<br />
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Surprised? I think not.<br />
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Just a little update to let you know I'm still alive.  I've been a bit busy due to working late hours and getting ready for Christmas.  We had the whole apartment looking spic and span. Then everyone came over and threw wrapping paper all over the place. Aah, feels like home again!<br />
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I hope you all had a good holiday and that you got at least a few of the things you really wanted. I know I did. <br />
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Still doesn't quite feel like Christmas.<br />
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That could be because it's raining outside.<br />
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Ho hum.<br />
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Take care, guys. I don't know how much I'll be around. Probably not much.<br /><br /><div align="center"><sub><sub>*<a class="u" href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/">jamaisXvu</a><acronym title="always"><3</acronym>*<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a></sub></sub></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>Ashes, Ashes</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 10:39:05 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center">Here's to knowing<br />
when to keep dancing<br />
and when to fall down.</div><br /><br /><div align="center"><sub><sub>*<a class="u" href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/">jamaisXvu</a><acronym title="always"><3</acronym>*<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a></sub></sub></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>***DO NOT DISCO***</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 07:49:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I wonder if whoever put that comment on that circuit found it as funny as I do. I doubt it, considering he very clearly meant "Do not disconnect".  But still. Gotta find the humor in my exceedingly boring job, right?<br />
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Right.<br />
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Anyway, just a little update here on my break.  Everything is going okay. Our plans are changing day to day to day, but I still feel like we have time to plan. Anyone who has talked to me lately knows that I spend most of my free time online these days obsessively surfing the internet in preparation for the wedding. I'm actually going to make a conscious effort to cut that out, because it's making me grouchy and, I suspect, physically ill. Yesterday I was so sick to my stomach that I actually went home half a day early. I would have gone home sooner, but a certain manager was taking a personal phone call for half of the morning. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /><br />
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I really shouldn't complain about Jana. All things considered, she rocks. She's giving me a day off in August that I really shouldn't get so that I can go on a cruise. Awesomesauce. I probably could have just left without telling her yesterday and just called to explain myself later. But I'm still fresh fish here. Can't take any chances. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." /><br />
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In other news, Thanksgiving and all that went okay. I managed to avoid the vast majority of Aaron's family that I had not already met. They left about 15 minutes before we arrived. Still, I'm glad I decided to hold off on dying my hair until after the holiday. I only dyed the front bright red, but still. Normal is better, I suppose.<br />
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Anyway, we tried our hardest <i>not</i> to go shopping on Black Friday, but ended up at GameStop nonetheless, due to their buy two get one free sale. I got Kingdom Hearts II and the Sonic Mega Collection Plus, and Aaron got Red Faction II. I don't know why I like Kingdom Hearts and Sonic so much. Brings me back to my youth, I guess.<br />
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Ahaha, listen to me. I sound like a 45 year old woman. goodness.<br />
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Anyway, I'm hoping that this weekend I'll stop acting like such a slug and get going on some stuff around the house. We have a fiber optic Christmas tree, and we nicked some ornaments from Aaron's parents, so I want to get that set up. Last weekend I started to (finally) hang up my clothes, and I really ought to finish that. However, more importantly, I need to see Beowulf this weekend. I got two $25 gift certificates for the movies from work, and I intend to spend them. Beowulf in 3D seems like a fantastic excuse to spend one of those.<br />
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My break was over 2 minutes ago. I'd better get back to it. Presurveys, ahoy.<br />
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You know, you should all be thankful for people like me. If it wasn't for me, your phone probably wouldn't work, because no one would be able to find you a cable pair to work on.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /> Take care, guys.<br />
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                <title>Chill Pill</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 09:55:43 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I need one. I do, really.<br />
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Nah, things around here are getting back to normal, for the most part. Along with the excitement of my last journal came a flurry of, "OMG, Lisa, are you pregnant!?"-s, but even those have now subsided. Where "I'm getting married," turned into "I'm having a baby," I still don't know, but whatever. It doesn't matter, I suppose.<br />
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So, basically, things are going okay. So far there's just a lot of vague planning. Work is still going okay, but I swear, it sucks the energy out of me. Or at least <i>something</i> is sapping my energy. Every day is a struggle to keep my eyes open. I half hoping that I'm just getting sick. Aaron's been pretty sick lately, and as much as I don't want to have what he has, I'd rather it be some bug that goes away than have it be a serious problem, you know? I think part of the problem, though, is that my eyesight is getting really bad, probably from working at the computer all day long. I'm pretty sure the optometrist is going to be my first stop when I get medical coverage next month.<br />
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Other than that, just business as usual. Last night =<a class="u" href="http://akumaneko.deviantart.com/">akumaneko</a> and Co. came for a visit on their way home. There was much rejoicing. I am now, however,  a very tired panda from being up waaay past my bedtime. I'm such an old woman sometimes. Ahaha.<br />
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In other other news, CivCity:Rome is a sweet, sweet game. City building games are my calling, and this one beats the pants off of Zeus:Master of Olympus. <br />
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Sorry, Zeus ~<a class="u" href="http://masterofolympus.deviantart.com/">MasterOfOlympus</a>. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /><br />
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Well, I best be off. Hope everyone is doing well.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><sub><sub>*<a class="u" href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/">jamaisXvu</a><acronym title="always"><3</acronym>*<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a></sub></sub></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>Du Hast</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 05:01:56 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <sub>Hah. Alright. I was waiting for a certain *<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a> to do the dirty work for me but apparently he's going to SLACK OFF and NOT write a jounal. <br />
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Slacker.<br />
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Also: <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Du_hast">Du Hast</a><br />
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Anyway, this has to be short, because I have to work in 9 minutes, and you all know how long-winded I can be. And how I can dance around the subject. Like I'm doing right now. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." /><br />
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So, basically... I'm getting married, gaiz! Aaron finally got around to asking (after I had beaten it out of him <i>weeks ago</i> that he was going to). Of course, I said yes. Duh.<br />
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What a greedy boy. First he stole my heart, and now he wants my hand... and then I'm sure he'll take the rest of me! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/noes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":noes:" title="Noes!" /><br />
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Yesterday we told his parents, and they're stoked. I haven't told my dad yet, and my mom is... well, less stoked. But that's no surprise. I'm sure she'll warm up to it. She likes these kinds of big fancy events. And who cares I'm more than stoked enough for everyone else combined.<br />
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I think I'm done now. So, in conclusion.<br />
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I love you, Aaron. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><sub><sub>*<a class="u" href="http://jamaisxvu.deviantart.com/">jamaisXvu</a><acronym title="always"><3<acronym>*<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a></acronym></acronym></sub></sub></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>Things That Make Me Laugh</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 08:04:26 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ "I'm so disappointed in your crew! Not a single one of you dressed up for Halloween. Not one! You!" *points at me* "You could have put your hair in braids or pigtails or something and been a Teenager for Halloween! Easy!"<br />
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"I <i>am</i> a teenager." <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" /><br />
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"Oh..."<br />
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Hah. Happy Halloween, guys. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pumpkin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":pumpkin:" title="Pumpkin" /><br />
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Also, this just in: <a href="http://www.philly.com/inquirer/magazine/20071030_Ill_turn_this_holiday_around_right_now_.html">Cancelling Halloween... FOREVER!</a>*<br />
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<sub><sub>*Stolen from *<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a> iluvuhunny. :3</sub></sub><br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Einde! Dit is de politie!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 10:30:22 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Haha, so yesterday I get home from work and go to check my ratio on OiNK.cd, and lo and behold! It's been closed and is currently under investigation by the Dutch police!  Fear! Further investigation will include review of the site's users. Fear! So, if you all of a sudden stop seeing signs that I'm alive, it's because I've been hauled off to Holland. <br />
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Or maybe off to Cleveland. Apparently they're investigating OiNK as well. But who cares about that?<br />
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I'm glad I downloaded the first Eagles of Death Metal album when I still could. They rock my socks harder than they've been rocked in a very, very long time.<br />
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Anyway, things have been somewhat eventful, but still not that exciting. Last week Aaron's car starting acting funny, so we had to take it to the shop. And of course, it's not a cheap fix. Fortunately, his parents will help us out, which means we will owe them yet more money, but it's better than just flat not having the money and not being able to fix the car. <br />
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Then on Saturday I woke up with a completely debilitating back ache. I could hardly stand, let alone plant flowers like I was supposed to. All in all though, it was just an extremely painful inconvenience. I missed the Gogol Bordello concert (which I had already purchased tickets for) on Sunday. My back felt a little better, and I could stand, but I figured jumping around and bumping into people for 3-4 hours was probably not a good idea. It's just as well. As a consolation to myself I preordered Say Anything's new album (autographed) along with a t-shirt.  They were supposed to ship yesterday, but I doubt they have. I'll be patient. This time.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cry.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":cry:" title="Crying" /> I just dropped a piece of cookie down my shirt. This could get awkward.<br />
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Anyway, aside from all that it's business as usual. I'm up to my eyes in special projects to do at work, because somebody let it slip that I'm a quick learner, so I'm automatically volunteered. But hey, that just makes me a more valuable employee, which I'm sure will help when my contract is up in April 2009. Still, it irritates me that I'm the only one who is capable of learning these things fast enough to matter, and yet, whenever I have something to offer in a disussion, I get dismissed because I'm so young. Is it my fault that no one else my age was capable of passing the test? It think not.<br />
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Pfft. Old folks. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /><br />
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I don't know why, but I'm very happy today. Everything just seems easy and simple. This is especially odd because I only got about 4.5 hours of sleep last night. My lunch break is over, so I really ought to go, but I really hope you're all doing okay. I've been on dAmn a bit more, and I know some of you are having a really hard time. My best goes out to you. One thing I've learned is that saying "Cheer up!" or "It'll be okay," doesn't really make anything better, so I'm trying my best to really be there. And you all know, of course, where to find me if you just want someone to listen.<br />
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...Alright, lunch is over.<br />
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                <title>Of Shoes, and Ships, and Sealing-Wax</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 09 Oct 2007 12:52:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center">Of Cabbages and Kings!</div><br />
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Gotta love Lewis Carroll. What a wacko.<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
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Anyway, I'm just here at work again, on break, and felt like writing. I get lonely here at work sometimes. Oh sure I get along with everyone, and Romeo (the guy right next to me) is awesome and supplies me with cookies and an endless supply of drinks, but I still miss my old friends. Seems like too many of them have drifted away.<br />
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This morning I was checking my messages (instead of working) and `<a class="u" href="http://lazybutt.deviantart.com/">lazybutt</a>'s poll gave me quite a shock. This year is nearly over! Of course, I shouldn't be surprised. I mean, look at how much everything has changed! But still, it seems like just yesterday that I was snuggled down in Hole-in-the-Wall, New York, chatting on dAmn 24/7, Skyping even in sleep, and working inbetween. It's crazy how different things are.<br />
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You know, I didn't even realize that it was autumn until I started seeing Halloween decorations all over the place. It's still warm here, and I'm not used to that. Today was the first not-hot day practically since I got here. I miss the fall foliage somethin' fierce. And I miss the way autumn smells. I guess I'm weird like that.<br />
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I think I might dust off CS3 tonight while Aaron's out. Just for old times' take. Hopefully something worth submitting will come of it. Maybe not this week, but next week. Or the week after.<br />
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In other news, Gogol Bordello will be in Dallas on October 21st, and I am going to be there, come Hell or high water. Say Anything and Hellogoodbye will be here on November 10th as well, and I'd like to go, but if I can't then I won't cry about it too much. All of my friends have seen Gogol Bordello, and I hear they put on a crazy show. Nothin' like a little gypsy punk to brighten up your day.<br />
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*chuckles* Many things have changed in the last year, but one thing has not: I am still unnecessarily long-winded. Apologies.<br />
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Well, I'd better get back to work.<br />
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                <title>Think</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 01 Oct 2007 10:35:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><br />
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Have you ever just wanted <br />
to climb the rooftops and <br />
proclaim your love to the world?<br />
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Nah, me neither.<br />
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                <title>Momma Said Knock You Out!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Sep 2007 13:12:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Courtesy of *<a class="u" href="http://gankster.deviantart.com/">gankster</a>. <3<br />
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I could have sworn that this started out as only 6 random facts. Someone's cheating!<br />
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1. Post these rules.<br />
2. Each person tagged must post 8 random facts about themselves.<br />
3. Tags should write a journal / blog of these facts.<br />
4. At the end of the post 8 more persons are tagged and named.<br />
5. Go to their page and leave a comment telling them they're tagged.<br />
6. Don't talk about fight club!<br />
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1. Every time one of these things goes around, I secretly wish to get tagged, but never do. :<<br />
2. The only TV shows I watch are cartoons and home improvement shows. HGTV is my best friend.<br />
3. I've never tried or been offered illegal drugs, and I haven't had any alcohol since New Year's Eve two years ago.<br />
4. I love driving my car, but only if I'm the only one in it. <br />
5. My hair color has changed every three or four months for the last 4 years, and in the end I ended up with my natural color anyway.<br />
6. I haven't worn a dress in somewhere around 9 years. And that's just the way I like it.<br />
7. I'm officially a Texas resident, but I don't know what the capital of Texas is. <br />
8. I talk in my sleep, and I have been known to yell and curse out anyone who is sleeping in the same room with me.<br />
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I tag  the first eight people who give a damn. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
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Luff.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 19 Sep 2007 10:32:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It be National Talk Like A Pirate Day, Matey!! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
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Of course, every day is talk like a pirate day for me. But for all ye landlubbers out thar, this be yer chance!<br />
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Honestly, I just want to bump that old journal. I'm feeling a lot better today. That could have something to do with the Provigil that I sampled this morning, but hey. I don't really care.<br />
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What I do care about, however, is that I can't get text messages at my desk. :< If I do get them, they come all at once. RAPID FIRE!! Though I suppose that's what I get for trying to use a Sprint phone in an AT&T/Cingular building. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/imslow.gif" width="19" height="19" alt=":slow:" title="Slow" /><br />
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While I'm here, there are just a few things I'd like to mention. Firstly, I know I'm not much into (publicly) supporting charities and such, but a friend brought this to my attention and I thought of all of the time I've spent chatting with you guys, so here goes.<br />
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It's called <a href="http://www.imforacause.com/">I'M For a Cause</a>, and basically what happens is every time you have a conversation on Windows Live (MSN), Microsoft will share part of the revenue it makes from the ads you see to a charity of your choosing. There's a list of worthy causes to choose from. You don't have to pay anything, just put the charity you wish to support next to your display name. The only requirement is that you are running the latest version of Windows Live (8.1). Since a lot of us are constantly chatting and using Windows Live or MSN anyway, I thought some of you may be interested. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
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Also, I have some invites to <a href="http://oink.cd">OiNK.cd</a> available if anyone wants them. If you didn't know, OiNk is a site for torrents, mostly music, some software and other files are available, too. In my opinion (and I've heard others say the same), it's one of the best sites out there to get music. Everything is high quality, and it's an invite-only site. You have to maintain a certain upload/download ratio, but that's really the only requirement.  I should also mention that for whatever reason, it doesn't allow you to download their torrents using BitLord, but as far as I know, most other clients are okay. So the first 2 or 3 people, I guess, who express interest are more than welcome to the invites. I just ask that you read the ratio requirements, because they can suspend my account if you don't meet them. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/noes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":noes:" title="Noes!" /><br />
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Lastly... I can't for the life of me remember what the last thing I was going to tell ya'll is. I'll have to think about that. Hmm.<br />
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Well, I guess that's it. Take care, everyone. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/hug.gif" width="38" height="15" alt=":hug:" title="Hug" /><br />
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lolwut?<br />
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                <title>Coming to Grips</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 17 Sep 2007 08:18:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ The truth is, guys, that I'm losing touch with reality. And by "reality" I mean, "the goings-on of the world via the internet."<br />
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I know that sounds crazy, but as of right now I just live in my own little world. I go to work, I come home, I cook supper, I clean, I shower, I sleep, and then I do it all again. And again. I don't regularly speak to anyone other than my coworkers and Aaron, and more and more frequently it seems like I just don't even talk at all.<br />
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We're all changing. School is back in session and we're all going about our respective lives, and that's okay. But there's a sad sort of detachment about the month of September and it's really got me down. <br />
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I don't know what's going on. I feel lost a lot of the time. I'm trying my best, but everything I do seems to be mediocre at best. Aaron thinks I should go out and meet people, but I don't want to. I can hardly stand to be around myself, why would I want to be around other people?<br />
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I'm just rambling, you know.<br />
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I guess my point, in the end, is that I hope you're all doing well and having a good time, living your lives. I miss you all, but I know that it's my fault that we haven't been in touch.  I used to be reliable, and I guess now I'm not. <br />
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I'm sorry.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
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<div class="lyric"><b>Let's Push Things Forward</b><br />
-The Streets-<br />
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This ain't the down it's the upbeat <br />
Make it complete <br />
So what's the story? <br />
Guaranteed accuracy enhanced CD <br />
Latest technology, Darts at Treble 20 <br />
Huge non-recuparable advance <br />
Majors be vigilent <br />
I excel in both content and deliverance <br />
So let's put on our classics <br />
And we'll ave a little dance, shall we? <br />
No sales pitch, no media hype <br />
No hydro, it's nice and ripe <br />
I speak in communication in bold type <br />
This AIN'T yer archetypal street sound <br />
Scan for ultrasound North, South, East, West <br />
And all round and then to the underground <br />
You say that every thing sounds the same <br />
Then you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend <br />
Let's push things forward <br />
As we progress to the checkpoint <br />
I wholeheartedly agree with yer viewpoint <br />
But this ain't your typical Garage joint <br />
I make points which hold significance <br />
That ain't a bag it's shipment <br />
This ain't a track it's a movement <br />
I got the settlement <br />
My frequencies are transient <br />
And resonate your eardrums <br />
I make bangers not anthems <br />
Leave that to the Artful Dodger <br />
The broad shouldered 51% shareholder <br />
You won't find us on Alta Vista <br />
Cult classic, not bestseller <br />
Your gonna need more power, <br />
Plug in the freephase and the generator <br />
Crank it up to the gigawatts <br />
Critics ready with the potshots, the plot thickens <br />
Put on yer mittens for these sub-zero conditions <br />
But remember I'm just spittin', <br />
Remember I'm just spittin' <br />
Once bitten, forever smitten <br />
You say that everything sounds the same <br />
Then you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend <br />
Let's Push Things Forward <br />
Spilt jewels like Eastern Riches <br />
Junkie Fixes <br />
Around 'ere we say Birds, not bitches <br />
As London Bridge burns down, Brixton's burning up <br />
Turns out your in luck <br />
Cos I know this dodgy fuck in The Duck <br />
So it's just another showflick from your <br />
Local City Poet <br />
Case you geezers don't know it <br />
Lets Push Things Forward <br />
It's a tall order, but were taller <br />
Calling all mawlers, backstreet brawlers <br />
Cornershop crawlers, victories flawless <br />
Love us or hate us, but don't slate us <br />
Don't conform to formulas <br />
Pop genres and such Sharp darts, double Dutch <br />
Parked cars, troubles a much with more Bud <br />
Let's Push Things Forward <br />
You say that everything sounds the same <br />
The you go buy them! There's no excuses my friend <br />
Let's Push Things Forward.</div><br />
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                <title>Alive and Getting Kicked</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 10:18:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, the title pretty much says it all.<br />
<br />
I'm still around once in a while. My attention span doesn't really allow me to idle in front of the computer all day any more, but occasionally I'll hop on and if some of you lovely folks are around, I'll stick around.<br />
<br />
Honestly, these days the only way to be sure to get in touch with me is via text message. Or call me, but no one seems brave enough to try that. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
<br />
In other news, things are pretty much going well. I've gotten settled in at work and am starting to enjoy it a bit more. It helps that I can listen to my own music (without headphones), and I can browse the forums when no one is looking. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." /> My co-workers are all really great, and since we got moved downstairs and rearranged (about two weeks ago) I'm now sitting next to some of the people I got to know in my training class. Hilarity, I assure you.<br />
<br />
Things at home are going okay. We're still not entirely unpacked, but things are coming out of the boxes slowly but surely. At this point, I could finish unpacking in 30 minutes or so, if a certain <a href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com">someone</a> would hang his clothes up and get those boxes out of the closet. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/razz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="=P" title="=P (Razz)" /> But otherwise, I really like our apartment. And apparently I'm doing an okay job of taking care of us. So +10 points for me.<br />
<br />
My only complaint really is that, physically, I'm falling apart. Almost every day I have shooting pains in various parts of my torso along with those really blinding oh-my-god-my-brain-is-exploding headaches. Originally I thought that this could be in part to my blood pressure being very high (because of stress), but it turns out that as my blood pressure is coming down, the pain has lessened a little, but not enough to say that I'm okay again.<br />
<br />
But hey. I get medical benefits in December. If I'm not better (or dead, for that matter) by then, I'm totally walking into a doctor's office  on the <i>day</i> they kick in.<br />
<br />
So yeah.<br />
<br />
That's life.<br />
<br />
How are you guys? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Fidelity</b><br />
-Regina Spektor-<br />
I never loved nobody fully<br />
Always one foot on the ground<br />
And by protecting my heart truly<br />
I got lost in the sounds<br />
I hear in my mind<br />
All these voices<br />
I hear in my mind all these words<br />
I hear in my mind all this music<br />
<br />
And it breaks my heart<br />
And it breaks my heart<br />
And it breaks my heart<br />
It breaks my heart<br />
<br />
And suppose I never met you<br />
Suppose we never fell in love<br />
Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft<br />
Suppose I never ever saw you<br />
Suppose we never ever called<br />
Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall<br />
Just to break my fall<br />
Just to break my fall<br />
Break my fall<br />
Break my fall<br />
<br />
All my friends say that of course its gonna get better<br />
Gonna get better<br />
Better better better better<br />
Better better better<br />
<br />
I never love nobody fully<br />
Always one foot on the ground<br />
And by protecting by heart truly<br />
I got lost<br />
In the sounds<br />
I hear in my mind<br />
All these voices<br />
I hear in my mind all these words<br />
I hear in my mind<br />
All this music<br />
And it breaks my heart<br />
It breaks my heart<br />
<br />
I hear in my mind all of these voices<br />
I hear in my mind all of these words<br />
I hear in my mind all of this music<br />
<br />
Breaks my<br />
Heart<br />
Breaks my heart<br />
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                <title>Not Waving, But...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 10:31:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, nevermind that.<br />
<br />
It feels like it's been forever since I really got in touch with any of you guys.<br />
<br />
Last week we got our cable/internet installed at the apartment. A lot of our things are still packed up, but we are still well entertained, at the very least.<br />
<br />
The truth is that I just haven't felt like being online much. I'm really rather exhausted by the end of the day. I've had a chronic headache since we moved into the apartment, and sitting in front of the computer at work all day is giving me a wicked neck and shoulder ache. By the time I get home, I just want to chill out.  I don't mind the cooking and cleaning and such, but anything more than that is just... bad.<br />
<br />
Aaron and I went swimming the other night. I haven't been swimming in years. It was nice. I'm trying to remember to make time to relax. Most of Saturday was spent playing Soul Calibur III. I love my custom character. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Dyhan.<br />
<br />
Too bad she fails horribly in rounds 7 and 8. :<<br />
<br />
I'm at work, and I'm having a hard time keeping a single stream of thought, so I apoloize for jumping around so much. I ought to get going. My lunch break is almost up.<br />
<br />
I hope you are all well. If you see me on MSN/AIM, don't hesitate to IM me, even if I appear as away. And if you have my cell phone number, don't hesitate to call or text me.<br />
<br />
I love text messages.<br />
<br />
I'm out. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Not Waving, But Drowning</b><br />
-I Hate Myself-<br />
<br />
was further out than you thought<br />
wind-swept and current-caught.<br />
not knee-deep, but out to sea.<br />
slipped off the boat that we bought.<br />
water, water everywhere, but nowhere a drop to drink.<br />
i'm floating, wrinkling, uncomfortable.<br />
i'm sinking and sinking and sink. <br />
</div><br />
</div><br />
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                <title>In A Nutshell</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 05:28:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Hey ya'll. We don't have internet at the apartment yet. I'm at work, so this'll be snappy.<br />
<br />
In a nutshell:<br />
<br />
Aaron and I moved into our new place this weekend. It's a cozy little one bedroom, right next to the pool on the ground floor. We got all of the furniture moved in and most of our junk. The hardest thing to to move, honestly, was the television. But that's really no surprise. It's massive. But nice.<br />
<br />
Things over all are going well. I hit a few rough spots here and there. Big changes sort of make me panic, but I think once we get settled in everything will be great.<br />
<br />
Every single muscle in my body is aching right now.<br />
<br />
Especially my eyelids. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." /><br />
<br />
I hope everyone is doing well. I may or may not be able to catch up a bit today and look at all of your journals/deviation. But fear not, they shall not leave my message centre until they have been seen.<br />
<br />
I'm out.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br /><br /><br><br><br><br><br><br><br />
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                <title>From High Atop the Bandwagon</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 07 Aug 2007 08:19:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center">Happy Birthday, deviantART.<br />
<br />
In other news, I'm moving in three days.<br />
<br />
But no one cares about that.<br />
<br />
Because dA is 7 years old today.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/devartlogo.gif" width="32" height="17" alt=":devart:" title="deviantART" /></div><br /><br /><br><br><br><br><br><br><br />
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                <title>Smack Destiny in the Face</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 08:52:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center">Guys.<br />
<br />
This journal exists only to tell you how much August is going to kick ass.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" /> August 3rd: <a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0787475/">Hot Rod</a><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" /> August 10th: Ranger's game and moving into the apartment.<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" /> August 17th: <a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0829482/">Superbad</a><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" /> August 18th: ~<a class="u" href="http://wittyabstractions.deviantart.com/">WittyAbstractions</a>'s Birthday!!<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" /> August 31st: <a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0424823/"> Balls of Fury</a><br />
<br />
<br />
Someone's going to get a little bity crazy this month, and I'm pretty sure it's going to be me.<br />
<br />
Peace!</div><br /><br /><br><br><br><br><br><br><br />
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                <title>Russia's Greatest Love Machine</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 25 Jul 2007 15:47:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Again... apologizing for not being around when ya'll try and get in touch with me. Sleeping is good.<br />
<br />
Basically, things around here are just moving along smoothly. Work is okay, and I think I'm starting to get an idea of what my job actually <i>is</i>. <br />
<br />
This weekend Aaron and I are going out to my instructor's house to pick up a TV. To be more precise, a 60" TV which she is trying to get rid of and is selling to us for $500. Why anyone needs a TV that big, I'm sure I don't know, but hey, when will we get this kind of opportunity again, eh? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /><br />
<br />
This week and next week (after work) will be spent packing up all of Aaron's things in preparation for moving. That's right, kids, we finally did it. We move in to our new apartment on August 10th. I'm excited. A little nervous, but excited.<br />
<br />
Lately I've been a little more in touch with my family back in NY. From what I hear, there's a lot of the usual nonsense. My parents miss me, naturally, and my mom's are having issues. Dad finally graduated from massage school, but his unemployment ran our and from what I can tell he doesn't have a steady job. I think that if things work our and our budget will allow it, I'm going to try and send him some money every now and again.<br />
<br />
But on a more positive (I think?) note, I'm going to be an aunt. Yaaay, Auntie LisaR! That's right, my brother messed up real bad and he's going to be a daddy. Which is hilarious, because his girlfriend already has two, and he doesn't like kids. But my parents are pretty psyched, although now they're all over my case about not getting married and/or having kids any time soon. Ho hum.<br />
<br />
In other news: <a href="http://www.dallasnews.com/sharedcontent/dws/news/localnews/stories/072607dnmetfire.acf53a6e.html"><b>Explosion Downtown!</b></a> Hooray for big fires! Boo for deaths, injuries, and finding an alternate route home.<br />
<br />
Major boo for that last one.<br />
<br />
Anyway, I hope you all are doing well, and I hope to catch a lot of you on dAmn, MSN, AIM, or SOMETHING sometime soon.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/love.gif" width="23" height="16" alt=":love:" title="Love" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br /><br />
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<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Hy There Delilah</b><br />
-Plain White T's-<br />
<br />
Hey there Delilah<br />
What's it like in New York City?<br />
I'm a thousand miles away<br />
But girl tonight you look so pretty<br />
Yes you do<br />
Times Square can't shine as bright as you<br />
I swear it's true<br />
<br />
Hey there Delilah<br />
Don't you worry about the distance<br />
I'm right there if you get lonely<br />
Give this song another listen<br />
Close your eyes<br />
Listen to my voice it's my disguise<br />
I'm by your side<br />
<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
What you do to me<br />
<br />
Hey there Delilah<br />
I know times are getting hard<br />
But just believe me girl<br />
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar<br />
We'll have it good<br />
We'll have the life we knew we would<br />
My word is good<br />
<br />
Hey there Delilah<br />
I've got so much left to say<br />
If every simple song I wrote to you<br />
Would take your breath away<br />
I'd write it all<br />
Even more in love with me you'd fall<br />
We'd have it all<br />
<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
<br />
A thousand miles seems pretty far<br />
But they've got planes and trains and cars<br />
I'd walk to you if I had no other way<br />
Our friends would all make fun of us<br />
and we'll just laugh along because we know<br />
That none of them have felt this way<br />
Delilah I can promise you<br />
That by the time we get through<br />
The world will never ever be the same<br />
And you're to blame<br />
<br />
Hey there Delilah<br />
You be good and don't you miss me<br />
Two more years and you'll be done with school<br />
And I'll be making history like I do<br />
You'll know it's all because of you<br />
We can do whatever we want to<br />
Hey there Delilah here's to you<br />
This ones for you<br />
<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
Oh it's what you do to me<br />
What you do to me.<br />
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                <title>Against All Odds</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jul 2007 09:49:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, basically. I'm at work. We're on lunch, actually. I just thought I'd give a brief update on the goings on around here.<br />
<br />
Work is going well. We're still just learing about the command language and whatnot, but I'm getting it really well. I'm bored most of the time, but that's alright. I got my first paycheck last Thursday, and it's been spent already (and then some), but that's alright as well. All of my bills are out of the way for a couple of weeks.<br />
<br />
I still love my new car, though it has been renamed. Now it's called Roxanne. I think it'll stick this time. I hope. This weekend I need to see about getting the brakes replaced, but thanks to Georgene at MHV, that won't be a problem.<br />
<br />
I've been a little homesick lately. It's starting to get really warm down here, and I miss the simple things like shady back roads, big oak trees, little streams and creeks, and most of all, the mountains. But I suppose I'll get over it. There's no time for that!<br />
<br />
So, overall I guess everything is good. I apologize to anyone who has tried to get in touch with me with no success. I'm not generally at the computer often, and I'm in bed by 11. Again...apologies.<br />
<br />
I'd better get going now.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br />
<br />
Miss you.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br /><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Against All Odds</b><br />
-The Postal Service-<br />
<br />
How can I just let you walk away<br />
Just let you leave without a trace<br />
When I stand here taking every breath with you (ooh..)<br />
You're the only one who really knew me at all<br />
<br />
How can you just walk away from me<br />
When all I can do is watch you leave?<br />
'Cause we shared the laughter and the pain<br />
And even shared the tears<br />
You're the only one who really knew me at all<br />
<br />
So take a look at me now<br />
There's just an empty space<br />
There's nothing left here to remind me<br />
Just the memory of your face<br />
But take a look at me now<br />
There's just an empty space<br />
And you coming back to me is against the odds<br />
And that's what I've gotta face<br />
<br />
I wish I could just make you turn around<br />
Turn around and see me cry<br />
There's so much I need to say to you<br />
So many reasons why<br />
You're the only one who really knew me at all<br />
<br />
So take a look at me now<br />
There's just an empty space<br />
And there's nothing left here to remind me<br />
Just the memory of your face<br />
<br />
But take a look at me now<br />
There's just an empty space<br />
But to wait for you is all I can do<br />
And that's what I've gotta face<br />
<br />
Take a look at me now<br />
I'll just be standing here<br />
And you coming back to me<br />
Is against the odds<br />
And that's a chance I've gotta face<br />
<br />
Take a look at me now<br />
Take a look at me now<br />
(Take a look at me now)<br />
Take a look at me now<br />
(Take a look at me now)<br />
Take a look at me now<br />
(Take a look at me now) [2x]<br />
Take a look at me now<br />
(Take a look at me now) [2x]<br />
Take a look at me now<br />
(Take a look at me now) [2x]<br />
Take a look at me now<br />
(Take a look at me now)<br />
Take a look at me now</div></div><br />
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                <title>A * is born.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jul 2007 06:33:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center">`<a class="u" href="http://bellchild.deviantart.com/">bellchild</a> is a very sexy lady. <br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Thank you for the subscription, Josiemylove.<br />
<br />
Also, belated congratulations to all you new seniors.<br />
<br />
You are also very sexy people.<br />
<br />
The end. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br />
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<br />
<br />
<div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Woo-Hah!!</b><br /><br />
-Buata Rhymes-<br />
<br /><br /><br />
Yah Yah Yah, Yah Yah<br /><br />
Yah Yah Yah, Yah Yah<br /><br />
Yah Yah Yah, Yah Yah<br /><br />
Yah Yah Yah, Yah Yah<br /><br />
<br /><br />
[Chorus]<br /><br />
When I step up in the place<br /><br />
ay yo I step correct<br /><br />
Woo-Hah<br /><br />
got you all in check<br /><br />
I got that head nod shit<br /><br />
make you break your neck<br /><br />
Woo-Hah<br /><br />
I got you all in check<br /><br />
And you know we come through<br /><br />
to wreck the disco tech<br /><br />
Woo-Hah<br /><br />
I got you all in check<br /><br />
Throw your hands up in the air<br /><br />
don't ever disrespect<br /><br />
Woo-Hah<br /><br />
I got you all in check<br /><br />
<br /><br />
[1st verse]<br /><br />
Busta Rhymez up in the place true indeed<br /><br />
yes I catch wreck and that's word on my seed<br /><br />
I guarantee to give you what you need<br /><br />
One blood everybody like Junior Reid<br /><br />
Wake up every morning yo I must up seed<br /><br />
Nationwide darkhorse make the world stampede<br /><br />
Yo really let me roll some weed<br /><br />
mad charged nigga now I must proceed<br /><br />
Yo we 'bout to make you set speed<br /><br />
Peace to Baby Phife, Q-Tip, Ali Shaheed<br /><br />
Watch me knock you out like Apollo Creed<br /><br />
Body blow bustin' your shit making you bleed<br /><br />
Just feed off dynamic flows an take heed<br /><br />
Need more information homeboy then just read<br /><br />
Ay-Ya!! you can read all about the pure breed<br /><br />
Do the bogle dance I'll do the pepperseed<br /><br />
<br /><br />
[Chorus]<br /><br />
<br /><br />
How dare you ever try to step on my suede shoes<br /><br />
Top Gun shut down your Firm like Tom Cruise<br /><br />
Please let me get down and blow a fuse<br /><br />
Actin' fool breakin' shit down to molecules<br /><br />
Yo let me hit you with my ill street blues<br /><br />
Busta Rhymez always headlines the street news<br /><br />
Woo-Hah!!! Yo baby girl don't be confused<br /><br />
Sail my seven seas and enjoy my boat cruise<br /><br />
I know you really want to know who's<br /><br />
comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues<br /><br />
Sorry homeboy but your flow sounds used<br /><br />
Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules<br /><br />
Whenever I travel the world I landcruise<br /><br />
If you choose to fuck around you get bruised<br /><br />
Now I got you gassed on super unleaded fuels<br /><br />
Get me through give me some space you excuse<br /><br />
<br /><br />
[Chorus]<br /><br />
<br /><br />
[Rampage]<br /><br />
You now rockin wit the best<br /><br />
the boy scout is who I be.....<br /><br />
...Flip Mode is the sqiddaud<br /><br />
Hah<br /><br />
Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah [8X]<br /><br />
<br /><br />
[Verse]<br /><br />
Yo which muthaphucka stole my flow<br /><br />
eenie....meenie miney mo<br /><br />
Throw that type of nigga right out my window<br /><br />
Blast your ass hit you with my direct blow<br /><br />
Bo!! Coming through like G.I. Joe<br /><br />
Star Wars movie deal like Han Solo<br /><br />
Make you bounce around like this was calypso<br /><br />
Always shine cause I got the high pro glow<br /><br />
You think that you can hide you think you can lay low<br /><br />
Roll up on your ass like Hawaii 5-0<br /><br />
Mad out with my dreads in my kango<br /><br />
forget the Moet nigga just pass the Cisco<br /><br />
Yo!! Take a trip down to Mexico<br /><br />
Come back with that shit that might make you psycho<br /><br />
Maximum frequencies through your stereo<br /><br />
Sorry this is it but homeboy I got to go<br /><br />
<br /><br />
[Chorus]<br /><br />
<br /><br />
Hah<br /><br />
Yo Yo Yay Yo Yay<br /><br />
Yo Yo Yay<br /><br />
<br /><br />
. .. Yay Yo Yay<br /><br />
. .. Yay<br /><br />
</div><br /><br /><br />
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                <title>Time's Up!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jun 2007 13:12:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So... I've been subscribed for so long that I almost forgot that you have to pay for the subscription. D: Apparently mine runs out on Monday. I may eventually re-sub myself, but that might not be until I get paid. Haha, I so wish that dA offered 6 month subscriptions. But, no matter! Everyone get ready for the return of ~jamaisXvu!<br />
<br />
As most of you know, Friday was my first day of work. It was basically an orientation, but it wasn't too bad. I'm by far the youngest person that was hired in this particular group, but it's rather working to my advantage. We got to meet our supervisor and our other co-workers, and they all seem to be very nice. I also found out that the hours for the job are much better than I had thought. On average I should be on my way home by 5 o'clock,  we're not in the office on most Saturdays, and we <i>never</i> work Sundays. Chances are I won't have to work all of the holidays either. <br />
<br />
Yesterday Aaron and I drove out to the training facility where I will be for 3 weeks. It's kind of a long way away, but the company is going to compensate us for the mileage. So, the way I see it, it just give me more time to enjoy my car. We also went out to Frisco to fix some paperwork, which turned out to not need fixing after all. All in all it wasn't a bad day though.<br />
<br />
To make a long story short, kids, things are finally starting to shape up around here. I think it's safe to say that I'm happy. <br />
<br />
I hope you're all doing well.<br />
<br />
Also, congratulations to `<a class="u" href="http://lazybutt.deviantart.com/">lazybutt</a> on the promotion. I always knew you'd get it, B. <3<br />
<br />
I'm out. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Love Song</b><br />
-311-<br />
<br />
Whenever I'm alone with you<br />
You make me feel like I am home again<br />
Whenever I'm alone with you<br />
You make me feel like I am whole again<br />
<br />
Whenever I'm alone with you<br />
You make me feel like I am young again<br />
Whenever I'm alone with you<br />
You make me feel like I am fun again<br />
<br />
However far away, I will always love you<br />
However long I stay, I will always love you<br />
Whatever words I say, I will always love you<br />
I will always love you<br />
<br />
Whenever I'm alone with you<br />
You make me feel like I am free again<br />
Whenever I'm alone with you<br />
You make me feel like I am clean again<br />
<br />
However far away, I will always love you<br />
However long I stay, I will always love you<br />
Whatever words I say, I will always love you<br />
I will always love you<br />
</div><br />
</div><br />
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                <title>Riding a White Horse</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 18 Jun 2007 11:28:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So, things are starting to come together a little bit.<br />
<br />
After some debating, I decided to go ahead and accept the job that I was offered at AT&T. I actually did some math (gasp!) and realized that even if the credit union <i>did</i> offer me a job, I wouldn't have been working enough hours to even get by on my bills, let alone groceries, saving up, etc. I also get discounts on AT&T services, and every six months I supposedly get a pretty nice raise. So, while I'm not too crazy about the idea of sitting in traffic for an hour or more every morning, beggars can't be choosers, yes? Yes.<br />
<br />
On Saturday Aaron and I went out to Frisco and got me a shiny new automobile.  It wasn't exactly the one I wanted, but close enough, and I'm probably better off for the change.  He had to cosign on the car, due to the fact that I have practically no credit, and it took all day, but in the end, I drove off the lot with a shiny red '04 Pontiac Grand Am. I named him Rhory (meaning "The Red King"), and he is a sexy beast.<br />
<br />
However! As sexy as Rhory may be, he is going to be costing me quite a chunk of change. Not to mention the insurance. And in the course of A-Kon and various other outings, a lot of unexpected expenses have come up in the last few weeks. So, we decided to put off moving our for just a little while longer. <br />
<br />
Still, it's all for the best. I'm content. My first day of work is Friday, and man... I'm totally ready.<br />
<br />
That's it, kids. I'm out. <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /><br />
<br />
<div align="center"> <b>Bow down before your king.</b><br />
<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/58017005/"><img src="http://tn1-1.deviantart.com/fs16/150/f/2007/171/2/d/The_Red_King_by_jamaisXvu.jpg" width="114" height="150" /></a></span></span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Ride a White Horse</b><br />
-Goldfrapp-<br />
<br />
Now take me dancing<br />
At the Disco<br />
Where you buy your<br />
Winniebago<br />
I wanna ride on a white horse<br />
I want to ride on a white horse<br />
<br />
When the light turns into darkness<br />
Will he turn up to explain us?<br />
I wanna ride on a white horse<br />
I want to ride on a white horse<br />
<br />
Lend me a whole new world<br />
All night<br />
Feel life<br />
oh ooh!<br />
When is there ever sense<br />
To love<br />
This world<br />
oh ooh!<br />
<br />
In the whirlpool<br />
We'll go deeper<br />
In this world that's<br />
Getting cheaper<br />
I wanna ride on a white horse<br />
I want to ride on a white horse<br />
<br />
I like dancing<br />
At the disco<br />
I want blisters<br />
You're my leader<br />
I wanna ride on a white horse<br />
I want to ride on a white horse<br />
<br />
Lend me a whole new world<br />
All night<br />
Feel life<br />
oh ooh!<br />
When is there ever sense<br />
To love<br />
This world<br />
oh ooh!<br />
<br />
Lend me a whole new world<br />
All night<br />
Feel life<br />
oh ooh!<br />
When is there ever sense<br />
To love<br />
This world<br />
oh ooh!<br />
<br />
Oh I love this feeling<br />
Feels like forever<br />
Oh I love this feeling<br />
Feels like real<br />
Leather<br />
</div><br />
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                <title>Things 'n Stuff</title>
                <link>http://jamaisXvu.deviantart.com/journal/13257798/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 07 Jun 2007 20:49:41 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So... it's been a while, yes?<br />
<br />
There's actually been quite a bit going on lately. I spent all of last week and part of the week before cleaning up around the house because Aaron's friend has come to stay for a while. He got here last Thursday and will be leaving this weekend sometime. Last weekend was A-Kon at the Adam's Mark in Dallas. That was... interesting. Haha, 7 people crammed into one hotel room... good times. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> The elevator was an interesting experience as well. We got to be very close friends with a <i>lot</i> of strange people. All and all though it was alright. I got a really beautiful oriental wall fan in the dealer's room. Well actually, Aaron bought me a really beautiful wall fan in the dealer's room, but shh. <br />
<br />
As for this week, I really don't know where it went. Monday was spent recovering from the weekend. When we left the hotel on Sunday, the elevator was ridiculously crowded, so we took the stairs. It was 25 floors, carrying our luggage. Whee! It was also mine and Aaron's 1 year anniversary on Monday, but we were too tired to really do anything special. On Tuesday night we all went and saw Pirates of the Caribbean 3. Finally! That was enjoyable, of course. ...Don't ask me what I did yesterday, because I really have no idea. <br />
<br />
Today, however, was a fantastic day. I got a job offer! I'm pretty sure I'm going to accept this one. It's not a bank job like I had wanted, but it pays well, and it's not <i>too</i> far away. I'll have to battle the traffic, and I might end up working some really silly hours, but it's way past time for me to stop being picky. I have another interview tomorrow for a teller position right in town, but unless they make some really spectacular offer right then and there, I'm pretty sure I'm going to accept the other job.<br />
<br />
I also found the car I want to get as soon as I actually get hired. It's practically my dream car. I'm psyched.<br />
<br />
So yeah, that's my life. No, I haven't died, fallen off of the earth, or gone to live with the wolves. I just haven't had the urge to be on dAmn. My MSN is usually available though, kids, so if you need me, hit me up.<br />
<br />
I'm gone for now. I'm tired.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" />Peace.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Poor Jack</b><br />
<br />
What have I done?<br />
What have I done?<br />
How could I be so blind?<br />
All is lost, where was I?<br />
Spoiled all, spoiled all<br />
Everything's gone all wrong<br />
<br />
What have I done?<br />
What have I done?<br />
Find a deep cave to hide in<br />
In a million years they'll find me<br />
Only dust and a plaque<br />
That reads, "Here Lies Poor Old Jack"<br />
<br />
But I never intended all this madness, never<br />
And nobody really understood, how could they?<br />
That all I ever wanted was to bring them something great<br />
Why does nothing ever turn out like it should?<br />
<br />
Well, what the heck, I went and did my best<br />
And, by God, I really tasted something swell<br />
And for a moment, why, I even touched the sky<br />
And at least I left some stories they can tell, I did<br />
<br />
And for the first time since I don't remember when<br />
I felt just like my aold bony self again<br />
And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King<br />
That's right, I am the Pumpkin King, ha, ha, ha<br />
<br />
And I just can't wait until next Halloween<br />
'Cause I've got some new ideas<br />
that will really make them scream<br />
And, by Godm I'm really gonna give it all my might<br />
Uh oh, I hope there's still time to set things right<br />
Sandy Claws, hmm...<br />
</div><br />
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                <title>A Good Shin-Kicking</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2007 09:12:35 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ If my car (or life in general) had shins, they would so totally be bruised right now.<br />
<br />
Well, it's been quite a while since I last updated. That's mostly because nothing has been happening. I'm still looking for job. Last week I had two interviews for the same position, but the HR lady in charge of this hire will be out of the office until tomorrow. Hopefully she'll <i>actually</i> return my message, unlike most of the people I've tried to keep in contact with. If not, I'll just call her again. And again. And again.<br />
<br />
If I don't get this job, things are seriously going to go straight to hell. See, on my way home from my interview on Friday my car overheated. I had to call Aaron and he left work early to fetch me. We got the car off of the freeway, but we overdid it and blew a gasket in the motor and had to have it towed to a mechanic. They said that it wouldn't even be worth fixing the blown gasket, and replacing the motor would cost $2,500-$3,000, which is more than I payed for the whole car, even after you factor in the repairs I've had to put into it so far. But, as I told *<a class="u" href="http://eskirinabsolute.deviantart.com/">eskirinabsolute</a>, I suppose that's what I get for driving a 1997 Taurus with 200,000+ miles around in the scorching heat with the a/c on full blast and 200 pounds of extra crap in the trunk. So, it looks like I'm going to have to look into taking out a loan and getting a new car. I'm hoping my friends at MHV will help me out.<br />
<br />
Not to mention that I'm still living with Aaron and his parents. I really need to work on that.<br />
<br />
In other news, things back in Saugerties apparently aren't going to so well. My dad is engaged again, but that's just giving him an excuse to let things go around the house. The ceiling in the garage fell in, leaving a 10 foot hole. Needless to say, everything in the office above the garage is now completely inaccessible. That's not the only thing that's falling apart. There's something decidedly unsettling about the idea of the ceiling in my home falling in. But maybe that's just me. Dad's also managed to contract Lyme disease (because he probably hasn't mowed the lawn since I left) and won't go to the doctor. I am absolutely forbidden to move back home with him, so if it turns out that I can't stay here, I'd have to either get my own place up there, or move in with my moms. They're planning on moving again as well. So basically, I don't have anywhere to go. Which is excellent.<br />
<br />
But yeah, that's my life.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
<br />
I hope everyone is doing well. I haven't been around online as much as I used to be, and I do miss you guys. I just can't do it anymore.<br />
<br />
I'm out <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
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<div class="lyric"><b>Everything to Everyone</b><br />
-Everclear-<br />
<br />
You put yourself in stupid places<br />
Yes I think you know its true<br />
Situations where its easy to look down on you<br />
I think you like to be the victim<br />
I think you like to be in pain<br />
I think you make yourself a victim<br />
Almost every single day<br />
<br />
You do what you do<br />
You say what you say<br />
You try to be everything to everyone<br />
You know all the right people<br />
You play all the right games<br />
You always try to be<br />
Everything to everyone<br />
<br />
Yeah you do it again<br />
You always do it again<br />
<br />
You say they taught you how to read and write<br />
Yeah, they taught you how to count<br />
I say they taught you how to buy and sell<br />
Your own body by the pound<br />
I think you like to be their simple toy<br />
I think you love to play the clown<br />
I think you are blind to the fact<br />
That the hand you hold is the hand that holds you down<br />
<br />
You do what you do<br />
You say what you say<br />
You always try to be everything to everyone<br />
You know all the right people<br />
You play all the right games<br />
You always try to be everything to everyone<br />
<br />
Spin around and fall down, do it again<br />
You stumble and you fall<br />
Yeah why dont you ever learn<br />
Spin around and fall down, do it again<br />
Yeah, you stumble and you fall<br />
I wonder if you will ever learn<br />
<br />
Why wont you ever learn<br />
<br />
Come on now, do that stupid dance for me<br />
<br />
You do what they tell you to do<br />
You say what you say<br />
You try to be everything to everyone<br />
You jump through the big hoop<br />
You play all the right games<br />
You try to be everything to everyone<br />
<br />
Spin around and fall down, do it again<br />
You stumble and yo... ]]></description>
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                <title>Rubber Ducky, You're the One!</title>
                <link>http://jamaisXvu.deviantart.com/journal/12718698/</link>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 14:15:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/havesomewordscopy.png"></img></div><br /><br />So... I took a bubble bath today. It was pretty great.<br />
<br />
I don't have a rubber ducky though. I should do something about that.<br />
<br />
Anyway, I've been up to more of the same, which is why I haven't been updating. I've been finding/applying for lots of really good jobs, but I haven't heard back from many people. Last week I got a call at 8:30am about a job in New York.  Maybe it's a sign that I should go back. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." /><br />
<br />
Just joking, kids, don't get all excited.<br />
<br />
But yeah, nothing too exciting going on here. I finally caved in and signed up on Facebook (thanks to ~<a class="u" href="http://devartdude.deviantart.com/">devartdude</a>). It kept my attention for about... 12 hours. Haha.  And I submitted today! It's a miracle! <br />
<br />
It sounds windy outside. That makes me nervous.<br />
<br />
Oh well!<br />
<br />
I can't seem to really focus. So I'm out.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Sweeter Than Me</b><br />
-Aaron Sprinkle-<br />
<br />
 Yesterday morning when you told me<br />
That you have never felt this lonely<br />
I saw the sadness in your eyes<br />
You told be how you feel disguised<br />
<br />
Confiding in me about the sleepless<br />
Nights that you cannot seem to keep this<br />
Hurting buried in your dreams<br />
You're facing darkness twice as deep<br />
<br />
You're much sweeter than me by far<br />
You're much stronger than me<br />
You know you are<br />
<br />
Look up at the floral pattern cuurtains<br />
In picking them out you were so certain<br />
Now there's indecision in your eyes<br />
You're finding comfort thinking twice<br />
<br />
You're much sweeter than me by far<br />
You're much stronger than me<br />
You know you are<br />
<br />
By leaning in your windowsill<br />
You show me all I need to know<br />
Wheather you see summer winter or fall<br />
When I look at you I see them all<br />
<br />
Sit down at the table with your jewelry<br />
Remembering each and every story<br />
<br />
You're much sweeter than me by far<br />
You're much stronger than me<br />
You're much sweeter than me by far<br />
You're much stronger than me<br />
You know you are<br />
<br />
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                <author>~jamaisXvu</author>
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                <title>Progress Report [Now with more words!]</title>
                <link>http://jamaisXvu.deviantart.com/journal/12525926/</link>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 12:11:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/havesomewordscopy.png"></img></div><br /><br /><strike>Lisa believes in the power of Comic Sans. So go get in the trash if you don't like it.</strike> Fine! It's changed. Go get in the trash anyway.<br />
<br />
Anyway, it's been a while.  I haven't been updating because not much has been happening. Over the last couple of weeks all I've really done is look for and apply for jobs online. Not exactly thrilling, but I've got to get a job. And soon.<br />
<br />
That being said, I haven't been <i>completely</i> bored out of my mind. Last weekend Aaron took me to the Dallas Arboretum. I've been wanting to go ever since I was here in October. I guess it's not really the kind of thing that I'd usually be in to, but I had a really good time. It was really beautiful, but neither one of us remembered to bring a camera. Whoops. :3<br />
<br />
Last week was more of the same: applying for jobs, talking with Aaron's mom, yadda yadda. On a whim, I sent my resume to the call center for where I used to work. They're about an hour away, and I wasn't expecting anything, but they called me on Saturday and I have an interview on Wednesday (and it's more than likely that they would just hire me on the spot). Finally! Then this morning, I got another call from a bank right in Dallas. They aren't paying as well, but they're a lot closer, and I'd prefer that job as opposed to the call center. I really have a phobia of telephones. I had a brief phone interview, let them know my situation with the other position, and set up an in-person interview for tomorrow morning. Because the other place is so likely to hire me on the spot (assuming my interview went well), the woman said that they would probably be able to come to a decision that day. Things are going my way!<br />
<br />
Regardless of which job I get (again, assuming I get one), I should be able to start looking at apartments again at the end of the week. My savings are running a little low, as I've been paying a few bills out of it, but I should still have enough for a deposit. Getting my Texas license and registering my car will cost a nice hunk of change as well, but it's got to be done soon. Still, I'm glad that things are finally rolling along in the right direction.<br />
<br />
In any case, I hope you're all doing well. I miss you guys on dAmn, and I should be on a little bit more at night now that my computer is set up in the den where I'm sleeping. If you harass me, I promise to get back to you.<br />
<br />
<div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/morewordscopy.png"></img></div><br />
<br />
My interview yesterday with the credit union went okay. I plan to get back to them later today and A) get their perspective, and b) ask how long it would be until they could reach a decision. The interview today went very well, and they are eager to hire me. It'd be quite a commute, but the pay would compensate for the extra gas.  They have two positions available, and I need to get back to them by Friday with my answer.<br />
<br />
Also: *<a class="u" href="http://equalopdeviant.deviantart.com/">equalopdeviant</a> has reopened and has resumed it's random features. Go give it some love. <br />
<br />
<div align="center"><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" />Love.<br />
<a href="http://equalopdeviant.deviantart.com"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/katak_shuurai/eodstamp.png"></img></a></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Shake Hands With Beef</b><br />
-Primus-<br />
<br />
There's a time for lies<br />
And a time for truth<br />
I say, eye for an eye<br />
Eye for a tooth<br />
<br />
When I roamed young<br />
I'd scavenge around<br />
Every nook and cranny<br />
Of our little town<br />
<br />
It's nice, so nice, to be<br />
<br />
Pull out the cannon boys<br />
Steal us some wine<br />
Puff Tijuana Smalls<br />
SHAKE HANDS WITH BEEF<br />
<br />
She's so fine<br />
She's so sweet<br />
Mom and Pop they raised her<br />
On huge slabs of meat<br />
<br />
She's fine<br />
<br />
A man of nine<br />
Water derby day<br />
Twenty six pumps<br />
On a Crossman<br />
And it's time to play<br />
<br />
It's nice, so nice, to be<br />
<br />
Pull out the cannon boys<br />
Steal us some wine<br />
Puff Tijuana Smalls<br />
SHAKE HANDS WITH BEEF<br />
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                <title>Puttin' On the Ritz</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 27 Mar 2007 08:40:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />So, basically, this song has been stuck in my head for about a week. I've been driving Aaron crazy with it. Thanks to ~<a class="u" href="http://wittyabstractions.deviantart.com/">WittyAbstractions</a> for sending it to me. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /><br />
<br />
So, you might have noticed that I haven't been around as much as I used to be. It's not really that I'm too busy or anything, just that I can't seem to find a reason to spend a lot of time on dA. dAmn is usually rather slow during the day, and by the time things have picked up, I'm usually otherwise occupied. There are a lot of little things that have been happening that make me want to be away from the computer as well.  But I won't talk about them here. <br />
<br />
My search for a job has been sent back to square one. The credit union that I interviewed for hasn't contacted me, and whenever I call they say that they don't know and someone will call me. I really can't afford to wait any longer.  It seemed like such a nice place to work, too. Oh well.<br />
<br />
Today is =<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a>'s 23<sup>rd</sup> birthday. Some of you might not know him, but you should all go and wish my favorite <acronym title="I love you, honey! It's a Tuesday!">crackly old man</acronym> a happy birthday.<br />
<br />
And by the way, God of War is awesome for killing things. <br />
<br />
Wee, killing!<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" />I'm out.<br />
<br />
<sub>p.s. I'm thinking about changing my journal CSS, as you can tell by my current poll. I'd really appreciate any ideas you guys might have, because I certainly don't have any. (:</sub><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
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<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Puttin' On the Ritz</b><br />
-Taco-<br />
<br />
If you're blue and you don't know where to go to<br />
why don't you go where fashion sits,<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.<br />
<br />
Different types who wear a day coat, pants with stripes<br />
and cutaway coat, perfect fits,<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.<br />
<br />
Dressed up like a million dollar trouper<br />
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper (super duper)<br />
<br />
Come let's mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks<br />
or "umberellas" in their mitts,<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.<br />
<br />
Have you seen the well-to-do up and down Park Avenue<br />
On that famous thoroughfare with their noses in the air<br />
High hats and Arrow collars white spats and lots of dollars<br />
Spending every dime for a wonderful time<br />
<br />
If you're blue and you don't know where to go to<br />
why don't you go where fashion sits,<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.<br />
<br />
Different types who wear a day coat, pants with stripes<br />
and cutaway coat, perfect fits,<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.<br />
<br />
Dressed up like a million dollar trouper<br />
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper (super duper)<br />
<br />
Come let's mix where Rockefellers walk with sticks<br />
or "umberellas" in their mitts,<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.<br />
<br />
Dressed up like a million dollar trouper<br />
Trying hard to look like Gary Cooper (super duper)<br />
<br />
If you're blue and you don't know where to go to<br />
why don't you go where fashion sits,<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.<br />
Puttin' on the ritz.</div></div></div> ]]></description>
                <author>~jamaisXvu</author>
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                <title>Talk of the Weather</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Mar 2007 13:12:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />Not much has happened since I finally arrived here in Texas. On Monday I had an assessment/interview at a local credit union. That seemed to go well, and then I had a regular interview with the manager at the branch where I would be working on Friday. I'm hoping that went okay as well, but I don't know yet. I'm supposed to hear back within a week or so. I figure I'll call them back on Wednesday if I haven't heard anything from them.<br />
<br />
Bah.<br />
<br />
Anyone who has talked to me since I got here knows that I'm really quite happy here. But I've only been here for a week, so some of those fears I had before I moved are still lingering. I'm bored out of my mind during the day, and I have way too much time to think. I don't know when I started being this way. Everyone can see that I'm happy, except for the person who needs to know it the most. And I don't know why. Actually... I do know why, and I'm trying to fix it. In the meantime though, I'm driving everyone insane.<br />
<br />
I've just got to get out on my own. I need to get a job and a place to stay. I need to be <i>doing</i> something.<br />
<br />
If I'm not doing anything, what's the point in even being around?<br />
<br />
Apparently there isn't one.<br />
<br />
I'm out.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>The Weather</b><br />
-Built to Spill-<br />
<br />
Do you want in to the outside<br />
The cool night<br />
Where the stars gravitate toward you<br />
Do you want in to the outside<br />
The cool night<br />
Where the fog wraps itself around you<br />
Do you want in to the outside<br />
The sunshine<br />
Where the clouds take their places for you<br />
<br />
And the wind and snow, and the rain that blows<br />
None of those would matter much without you<br />
<br />
As long as its talking with you,<br />
Talk of the weather will do.<br />
<br />
Do you want in to the outside<br />
The cool night<br />
Where the stars gravitate toward you<br />
Do you want in to the outside<br />
The sunshine<br />
Where the song keeps itself inside you<br />
<br />
And the wind and snow and the rain that blows<br />
None of those would matter much without you<br />
<br />
Nobodys hoping for better days<br />
No one knows what to do.<br />
Youre okay in your secret place,<br />
With no one bothering you.<br />
It might save time if I meet you there, but I dont care<br />
Id rather wait for you.<br />
When no ones home and the weathers fine,<br />
Id rather wait for you.<br />
When no ones home and the weathers fine,<br />
Id rather wait for you.</div></div></div> ]]></description>
                <author>~jamaisXvu</author>
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                <title>Honey, I'm home!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2007 16:01:15 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />Yes! This morning I finally got to Aaron's house!<br />
<br />
Yesterday I left my friend in WV's house at about ten and met up with =<a class="u" href="http://joysoftruth.deviantart.com/">joysoftruth</a> in Louisville at around 3:30. It was really nice just to get out of the car, and extra nice to meet him. We hung out for a while, got some food, had our own personal devmeet.  <acronym title="I am a French man! in a French movie theatre! Dance Dance Revolushon! uuuh huuuh huuh!">Good times were to be had. </acronym><img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /><br />
<br />
Rather than be mature and responsible and get a hotel for the night, I decided to drive the remaining 13 hours to Texas. I gotta admit, I did drift off a couple of times, but in the end, I made it and that's all that matters. I got here at around 8:30, slept for a while, and have just been hanging out. It's great to be here.<br />
<br />
So. Now the real adventure begins, right?<br />
<br />
Right. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
<br />
ps. You guys are the best. Thanks for all your support.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Ohio (Come Back to Texas)</b><br />
-Bowling for Soup-<br />
<br />
<br />
She said she needed a break<br />
A little time to think<br />
But then she went to Cleveland<br />
With some guy named Leelan<br />
That she met at the bank<br />
<br />
There's nothing wrong with Ohio<br />
Except the snow and the rain<br />
I really like Drew Carey<br />
And I'd love to see the Rock n' Roll Hall of Fame<br />
<br />
So when your done doing whatever<br />
And when your through doing whoever<br />
You know Denton County will be right here waiting for you....<br />
<br />
Come back to Texas<br />
Its just not the same since you went away<br />
Before you lose your accent<br />
And forget all about the Lonestar State<br />
There's a seat for you at the rodeo<br />
And I've got every slow dance saved<br />
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway<br />
<br />
I think I made a mistake<br />
Its not that easy to take<br />
She went to make a deposit<br />
Then she cleaned out her closet<br />
Guess I'll sit here and wait<br />
<br />
For her to come back home (I'd wish you come back home)<br />
It shouldn't take very long (so long so long)<br />
I bet she misses the sunrise<br />
And Mrs. Baird's fruit pies but I could be wrong<br />
<br />
So when your done doing whatever<br />
And when your through doing whoever<br />
You know Denton County will be right here waiting for you....<br />
<br />
Come back to Texas<br />
Its just not the same since you went away<br />
I bet you missed your exit<br />
And drove right on through the Lone Star State<br />
There's a seat for you at the rodeo<br />
And I've got every slow dance saved<br />
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway<br />
<br />
Troy Aikmen wants you back<br />
Willie Nelson wants you back<br />
NASA wants you back<br />
And the Bush twins want you back<br />
And Pantera wants you back<br />
And Blue Bell wants you back<br />
<br />
I got a premonition<br />
I'm taking a petition<br />
And the whole state's gonna sign<br />
<br />
Come back to Texas<br />
Its just not the same since you went away<br />
Before you lose your accent<br />
And forget all about the Lone Star State<br />
There's a seat for you at the rodeo<br />
And I've got every slow dance saved<br />
<br />
Come back to Texas<br />
Its just not the same since you went away<br />
Before you lose your accent<br />
And forget all about the Lone Star State<br />
There's a seat for you at the rodeo<br />
And I've got every slow dance saved<br />
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway<br />
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway<br />
Besides the Mexican food sux north of here anyway<br />
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                <title>Two Steps Forward, One Step Back</title>
                <link>http://jamaisXvu.deviantart.com/journal/12015125/</link>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Mar 2007 14:53:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />So... This is an adventure. Right now I'm staying with Mama and Papa Godiva (some friends from camp) in West Virginia. It's nice to not be going anywhere. But at the same time... I wish I could just get going.<br />
<br />
On Tuesday I left my house at around 11 o'clock. Around 3 I arrived at `<a class="u" href="http://bornghost.deviantart.com/">bornghost</a>'s place, and we frolicked and played and ate pizza and that was all good.  A few hours after leaving his place, though, I ran into some trouble.<br />
<br />
To make an exceedingly long story short, my car broke down in Clear Spring, Maryland. And Clear Spring is one of those nowhere towns, where there isn't a mechanic for miles around. Luckily, a very nice drunk man by the name of Ted helped me out, and $130 (in replacement parts) and 20 hours later, I was back on the road.<br />
<br />
So last night I arrived here in West Virginia. I gotta tell ya, driving over the mountains is something I did not account for. It's scary as fuck. :3<br />
<br />
I was supposed to leave here this morning, but due to some super shitty weather, I decided to stay put. However, this is sort of working out in my favor. Tomorrow I hope to meet up with =<a class="u" href="http://joysoftruth.deviantart.com/">joysoftruth</a> and =<a class="u" href="http://thanato5.deviantart.com/">Thanato5</a> in Kentucky for a mini devmeet. It'll be a party, and if nothing else, a nice place to stretch my legs.<br />
<br />
Also, I just got in touch with a credit union down in Texas, and I have an assessment at 9:30 on Monday. The way I see it, the only way I'm not getting this job is if I become temporarily brain dead.  So... Lisa has a job! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dance.gif" width="29" height="21" alt=":dance:" title="Dance!" /><br />
<br />
Maybe.<br />
<br />
Hopefully.<br />
<br />
I'm going to go lay down now.<br />
<br />
<3 Love you guys.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Touchdown Turnaround</b><br />
-hellogoodbye-<br />
<br />
<br />
Every night I see you standing on the corner<br />
Shaking that thang like you're playing Pop Warner<br />
Touchdown turnaround, play by play, keep the score<br />
Would you turn me down if I'm not what you're looking for?<br />
<br />
I never knew you (don't give up on me) (x4)<br />
threw so hard<br />
<br />
Touchdown turnaround, I never see you around<br />
Anywhere or anymore, you are what I'm looking for<br />
Touchdown turnaround ,everything is safe and sound<br />
Everywhere and everytime, I am yours and you are mine<br />
<br />
Little League in '93 taught me how to take defeat<br />
Good thing there's no mercy rule in love 'cause I would long be beat<br />
Hit the ground, look around, but you're nowhere to be found<br />
Accept my loss and head back to the mound<br />
<br />
I never knew you (don't give up on me) (x4)<br />
threw so hard<br />
<br />
Touchdown turnaround, I never see you around<br />
Anywhere or anymore, you are what I'm looking for<br />
Touchdown turnaround, everything is safe and sound<br />
Everywhere and everytime, I am yours and you are mine<br />
<br />
I never knew you (don't give up on me) (x4)<br />
threw so HARD!<br />
<br />
(STOP!)<br />
<br />
<br />
Touchdown turnaround, I never see you around<br />
Anywhere or anymore, you are what I'm looking for<br />
Touchdown turnaround, everything is safe and sound<br />
Everywhere and everytime, I am yours and you are mine<br />
(x2)<br />
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                <title>What Happens Tomorrow</title>
                <link>http://jamaisXvu.deviantart.com/journal/11978408/</link>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 18:06:23 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />This will be the last journal I post from New York. This will be the last time I eat Crumbs Along the Mohawk straight from the pint. Tonight will be the last night I sleep in this bed.  Tomorrow will be the last day that I will really be able to call this my house.<br />
<br />
Yesterday I had dinner with my moms and my father at a local diner. It was nice, until it was time to go. My mother broke down. I suppose I can see why. I just wish she wouldn't cry.<br />
<br />
What's the point in crying, anyway?<br />
<br />
After diner I went to visit my friend Midori. She lives about an hour away, but it doesn't matter. I needed to see her.  We went to get her some pizza and just sat and talked. Just like old times. That was nice as well. She gave me a photo of herself and a guardian angel token that she had gotten from her uncle. "It's for the journey," she said. "And some day somebody else will need it for a journey." <br />
<br />
I'm going to miss her.<br />
<br />
I had to go to my bank today. I actually had some transactions to do, and I had to ask my manager a question. They all looked at me as though they'd seen a ghost. Everyone is worried that I won't make it. I promised to give them a call and mail them a postcard from Texas. <br />
<br />
I'm going to miss them as well.<br />
<br />
I've been saying goodbye for quite a while now. I was supposed to leave a week ago, but due to illness, the weather, and the generally clingy nature of family, I've been delayed. I'm tired of saying goodbye. I can't stay here anymore. It hurts too much.<br />
<br />
Tomorrow I leave Saugerties by 9 o'clock.  I'll be driving about 4 or 5 hours to Delaware, where I'll stop for a rest and see `<a class="u" href="http://bornghost.deviantart.com/">bornghost</a>. From there, it'll be 6 hours to my friend's house in West Virginia where I'll stop for the night. On Wednesday I'll be be driving through Kentucky and stopping to see =<a class="u" href="http://joysoftruth.deviantart.com/">joysoftruth</a>. Then I'll drive on until I can't possibly drive any more, and then stop for a cheap hotel. Or maybe just pull off into a rest stop and pass out. Either way works for me. By Thursday I should be in Texas. <br />
<br />
I should.<br />
<br />
I hope.<br />
<br />
I don't know.<br />
<br />
I'm just a girl who likes a boy. What <i>do</i> I know?<br />
<br />
If you have my number, you can call me while I'm on the road. And if you don't then just ask.<br />
<br />
Just one last thing before I go. <br />
<br />
I'm not too much into promoting my taste in music, but these two songs are, for some reason, special. They're sad, but beautiful. Just follow the links, my friends. (:<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" /><a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/6ce8fn">IAMX - S.H.E.</a><br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bulletblue.gif" width="10" height="10" alt=":bulletblue:" title="Bullet; Blue" /><a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/crsi14">IAMX - This Will Make You Love Again</a><br />
<br />
I guess I'm done now. I'm sorry I'm so long winded.  This just seemed... important.<br />
<br />
See you from Texas. <br />
<br />
â¥<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>What Happens Tomorrow</b><br />
-Duran Duran-<br />
<br />
Child, don't you worry<br />
It's enough you're growing up in such a hurry<br />
Brings you down, the news they sell you<br />
To put in your mind that all mankind is a failure<br />
<br />
But nobody knows what's gonna happen tomorrow<br />
We try not to show how frightened we are<br />
If you let me - I'll protect you - however I can<br />
You've got to believe it'll be alright in the end<br />
You've got to believe it'll be alright again<br />
<br />
Fighting because we're so close<br />
There are times we punish those who we need the most<br />
Though we can't wait for a saviour<br />
Only got ourselves to blame for this behaviour<br />
<br />
And nobody knows what's gonna happen tomorrow<br />
We try not to show how frightened we are<br />
It would seem lonely - if you were the only - star in the night?<br />
You've got to believe it'll be alright in the end<br />
You've got to believe it'll be alright again<br />
<br />
And nobody knows what's gonna happen tomorrow<br />
So don't let go, now we've come this far<br />
Hold my hand please, understand me - we're never alone<br />
<br />
We've got to believe it'll be alright in the end<br />
(Nobody knows)<br />
You've got to believe it'll be alright my friend<br />
(Nobody knows)<br />
And yes we believe it'll be alright again<br />
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                <title>Game 2, Round 2 (Final Battle): Lisa vs. Airport</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 18 Feb 2007 21:04:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"><br />
<br />
<b>Winner:<br />
LisaR! <br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/trophy.gif" width="15" height="17" alt=":trophy:" title="Trophy" /></b></img></div><br /><br />Thankyou, thankyou. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bow.gif" width="21" height="16" alt=":bow:" title="Thank you! Thank you!" /> I won both rounds one and two of game two of Lisa vs. Airport. I didn't get terribly lost, and I didn't die... though I must admit getting out of there yesterday was a bit insane. I won't be having to do it again any time soon though... if ever.<br />
<br />
Anyway, as most of you know, Aaron was here for a week visiting me. I could go into detail about where we went and what we did, but honestly, it wasn't much. We just hung out and played Need For Speed a whole lot and watched TV. Monday was my birthday, and then Valentine's Day was two days later, but we didn't really do anything special for either of those. That being said, it was really nice, and I'm really missing him. Fortunately I'll be on my way down to Texas before the end of the week.<br />
<br />
Tonight my family had a big get together type thing. My moms came from CT, and my brother was here and we all had dinner and whatnot. It was alright for a while, eventually it turned into a lecture and a notes-comparing session. I hate when they talk about Aaron. It's not like they really know him. Haha, and my mom thinks we're too mean to each other. I'm sure I don't know what she's talking about... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/paranoid.gif" width="23" height="15" alt=":paranoid:" title="They're all out to get me..." /><br />
<br />
I just wish they'd stop being so scared and just support me.  I'm fairly sure I can take care of myself, but to them I'm still just their little nineteen year old baby. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rolleyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":roll:" title="Roll Eyes" /> It's getting me a little on the depressed side, but eh. I'll live.<br />
<br />
Anywho, I haven't been feeling all that great since Friday, so I guess I'm off to bed. Tomorrow I'll be packing for most of the day. Time to really seriously get a move on.<br />
<br />
Hooking up the <acronym title="Thanks, Aaron. Love you long time. :3">PS2</acronym> probably wasn't the best idea. Bahaha.<br />
<br />
Goodnight.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Here (In Your Arms)</b><br />
-hellogoodbye-<br />
<br />
I like where we are,<br />
When we drive, in your car<br />
I like where we are.... Here<br />
<br />
Cause our lips, can touch<br />
And our cheeks, can brush<br />
Our lips can touch here<br />
<br />
Well, you are the one, the one that lies close to me<br />
Whisper's "Hello, I miss you quite terribly"<br />
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly<br />
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms<br />
<br />
I like where you sleep,<br />
When you sleep, next to me.<br />
I like where you sleep... here<br />
<br />
Our lips, can touch<br />
And our cheeks, can brush<br />
Our lips can touch here<br />
<br />
Well, you are the one, the one that lies close to me<br />
Whisper's "Hello, I miss you quite terribly"<br />
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly<br />
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms<br />
<br />
Our lips, can touch<br />
Our lips, can touch...here<br />
<br />
You are the one the one that lies close to me<br />
Whisper's "Hello, I miss you quite terribly"<br />
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly<br />
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your<br />
<br />
You are the one the one that lies close to me<br />
Whisper's hello I miss you, I miss you<br />
I fell in love, in love with you suddenly<br />
Now there's no place else I could be but here in your arms<br />
<br />
Here in your arms.<br />
Here in your arms.<br />
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                <title>Game 2, Round 1: Lisa vs. Airport</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 10 Feb 2007 05:06:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />So today's the day. He'll be here in about 7 hours. I'm pretty stoked, as is probably apparent by the fact that it's eight o'clock and I've already been up for an hour. I've got all my clothes ready, just waiting to get packed up. I should probably go do that, but eh. I'll do it after Aaron leaves his house, just to keep me occupied.<br />
<br />
So this is just me saying I'm out for a few days. Things'll be settled down by Wednesday, but that doesn't mean I'll be getting on dA.<br />
<br />
I guess that's it. Let's just pray I don't get killed while driving into the City. Or lost. That would almost be worse.  And let's hope that my car doesn't have a stroke and leave me stranded on the side of the road.<br />
<br />
Happy thoughts, right? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blowkiss.gif" width="35" height="21" alt=":blowkiss:" title="Here's a kiss for you, my love!" /> I'm gone.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>This is Hardcore</b><br />
-Pulp-<br />
<br />
<br />
You are hardcore, you make me hard.<br />
You name the drama and I'll play the part.<br />
It seems I saw you in some teenage wet dream.<br />
I like your get up if you know what I mean.<br />
I want it bad. I want it now.<br />
Oh can't you see I'm ready now.<br />
I've seen all the pictures,<br />
I've studied them forever.<br />
I wanna make a movie so let's star in it<br />
together.<br />
Don't make a move 'til I say, "Action."<br />
Oh, here comes the Hardcore life.<br />
Put your money where your mouth is tonight.<br />
Leave your make-up on & I'll leave on the light.<br />
Come over here babe & talk in the mic. Oh yeah I hear you now.<br />
It's gonna be one hell of a night.<br />
You can't be a spectator. Oh no.<br />
You got to take these dreams & make them whole.<br />
Oh this is Hardcore -<br />
there is no way back for you.<br />
Oh this is Hardcore -<br />
this is me on top of you &<br />
I can't believe that it took me this long. That it took me this long.<br />
<br />
This is the eye of the storm.<br />
It's what men in stained raincoats pay for but in here it is pure.<br />
Yeah. This is the end of the line.<br />
I've seen the storyline played out so many times before.<br />
Oh that goes in there.<br />
Then that goes in there.<br />
Then that goes in there.<br />
Then that goes in there. & then it's over. Oh, what a hell of a show<br />
but what I want to know:<br />
what exactly do you do for an encore? <br />
'Cos this is Hardcore.</div></div><br />
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                <title>Of Stories, Records, and Empty Cardboard Boxes</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Feb 2007 20:54:30 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />I love this song. I love it for the same reason I loved it almost a year and a half ago. Good memories. I'm so glad I listened to it again. It's really made a world of difference. Funny how little things like that make such an impact.<br />
<br />
So I'd really like to say that the reason I haven't been around is because I've been busy packing, but that would be pretty close to a lie. I've gotten my books and CDs packed up, as well as one small box of precious breakables (â¥ knicknacks), but if you stuck your head in my room and looked around, you'd never guess I was in the process of moving. Partly this is because I can't think of anything else I really want to bring, except, of course, for my computer and some clothes. Mostly, though, it's because I'm lazy and would rather be at my computer talking to Aaron than trying to shove useless junk into a lot of cardboard boxes. Quite frankly, I'm too tired, emotionally.<br />
<br />
My life over the past week has... well... sucked the life out of me, honestly. A lot of unexpected expenditures, a lot of stressing out, a <i>lot</i> of cold feet. I feel alright now, though. In fact, I feel almost great again. I'm really excited about Aaron coming on Saturday. On Sunday and Monday we'll be spending the night at my moms' house, which ought to be... interesting. Hehe. <br />
<br />
I'm afraid that after I move I'll be around even less than before. So expect maybe one or two more journals out of me, and then I'll be gone for a long time.<br />
<br />
Also, I'll be driving from NY to TX between February 20th and February 25th. Some of you already know you'll be getting a little visit... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /> If anyone else thinks that they're along the way, just let me know. <br />
<br />
Well I'm off to bed, maybe. Probably not. I had an <a href="http://www.enviga.com/">Enviga</a> this afternoon... so I'm still pretty wired.<br />
<br />
So much to do! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/faint.gif" width="18" height="17" alt=":faint:" title="I think I've fainted." /><br />
<br />
<3Goodnight, you guys.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Calling You</b><br />
-Blue October-<br />
<br />
<br />
There's something I can't quite explain<br />
I'm so in love with you<br />
You'll never take that away<br />
And if I've said it a hundred times before<br />
Expect a thousand more<br />
You'll never take that away<br />
<br />
So expect me to be<br />
Calling you to see<br />
If you're okay when I'm not around<br />
Asking "if you love me"<br />
I love the way you make it sound<br />
Calling you to see<br />
Do I try too hard to make you smile?<br />
To make us smile<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
I will keep calling you to see<br />
If you're sleeping, are you dreaming<br />
If you're dreaming, are you dreaming of me<br />
I can't believe you actually picked me<br />
<br />
I thought that the world had lost it's sway<br />
It's so hard sometimes<br />
Then I fell in love with you<br />
Then came you<br />
And you took that away<br />
It's not so difficult<br />
The world is not so difficult<br />
You take away the old<br />
Show me the new<br />
And I feel like I can fly when I stand next to you<br />
So while I'm on this phone<br />
A hundred miles from home<br />
I'll take the words you gave me and send them back to you<br />
<br />
I only want to see<br />
If you're okay when I'm not around<br />
Asking "if you love me"<br />
I love the way you make it sound<br />
Calling you to see<br />
Do I try too hard to make you smile?<br />
To make us smile<br />
<br />
[Chorus]<br />
</div></div><br />
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                <title>Getting a Move On</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 Jan 2007 17:24:48 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />So on Tuesday on my way to work I got pulled over and ticketed for an overdue inspection. I mean... <i>way</i> overdue. The thing expired in August. I've been driving around with that sticker for so long that it used to be dark green, and has now faded to white. It was really just a matter of time until I got caught. Not that I didn't have every intention of taking care of that... eventually...<br />
<br />
Anyway, getting pulled over really got me going with fixing my car. Sort of a reality shock. Not that I'm particularly afraid of cops or anything, (honestly, I was more annoyed at having to roll down the window and let the cold air in and being late for work than anything else) it's just that it made me realize that I have <i>got</i> to get my ass moving. Aaron's going to be here in two weeks, and after that, not much is going to get done. I'd like to take the few days after he leaves to say goodbye to my friends and such. I don't want to be stuck packing and taking my car to mechanics and hoping and praying that they can get it done in time. No way. So tomorrow I'm getting it inspected. <br />
<br />
So today I took my car to get the muffler fixed. I was expecting it to cost me somewhere around $450, but I took it to the same mechanic that I bought the car from. The total was $233.99. And my car is so damned <i>quiet</i> now! Needless to say, I'm excited. However, I also apparently have a small uh... leak... in my gas tank. Not really too bad, because it's not like I have to buy gas every other day, but just enough to make me have to replace it. That'll cost me another $318, but that should be fine, assuming I get a decent amount of money back on my taxes. I also got two new tires mounted on my car, which means that it can snow and I'm not going to die when I have to go to work. Whee! Aaron's excited about that one. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/winkrazz.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";P" title="Wink/Razz" /><br />
<br />
I took this Saturday off as well as Monday so that I can start packing. I got a bunch of boxes and such from the loading dock at the bank, but the more I think about it, the less stuff I really have to pack. I've got some CDs, some clothes, some books, my computer... the rest of it is really just random crap. A lot of it I can probably leave here, or just chuck it haphazardly into a box and shove it in the car. It's sort of sad that I'll have so little of my old life to take with me, but at the same time... extremely convenient.  <br />
<br />
My family is getting ever more messed up. I think getting away from it will do me good. The whole situation is just so bizarre.<br />
<br />
Aah well. I'm done. I feel really good about my situation now. I feel safer. It's probably just me messing with my own head, but that's not the point. The point is that I feel <b>good</b>.<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Goodnight, all.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Boys</b><br />
-Robots in Disguise-<br />
<br />
<br />
Let us celebrate the foreign glamour of boys<br />
Their allure is left unexplained<br />
Their features and form alien to girls as described by girls<br />
Scant chance for us to consume the beauty of the male body for pleasure<br />
<br />
The body of boys, the blood of boys x8<br />
<br />
Kappa jackets, Puma trainers, Farrahs, mullets, flicks<br />
For that 80s comp-boy look<br />
Bunny hops, wheelies (wow!)<br />
BMX boys have a lot of fun<br />
They ride their bikes out in the sun<br />
<br />
Leisure centre, down by Cedars, railway line<br />
Graffiti catalogues your weekend<br />
Wait around, hang about, track you down<br />
I spy on you<br />
Looking hard through soft clean fringes<br />
<br />
And if I kissed you (kiss kiss kiss)<br />
And if we did it (do do do)<br />
Would I become cool?<br />
And as I kiss you<br />
Gatecrash into<br />
Boys boys boys!<br />
Boys boys, boys boys boys!<br />
<br />
And if I kissed you (kiss kiss kiss)<br />
And if we did it (do do do)<br />
Would I become cool?<br />
And as I kiss you<br />
Gatecrash into<br />
Boys boys boys!<br />
Boys boys, boys boys boys!<br />
<br />
Biker jackets, long black jumpers, nose rings, DMs, dreads<br />
For that 90s indie look<br />
Guitars, playing records (wow!)<br />
Boys in bands have a lot of fun<br />
They make new sounds to get off on<br />
<br />
Planet X, Freak Scene, Wildlife, Carny Bar<br />
Roaches catalogue my weekend<br />
Muck around, doss about, pants down<br />
I lose time with you<br />
Looking through your alternative fringe<br />
<br />
And if I kissed you (kiss kiss kiss)<br />
And if we did it (do do do)<br />
Would I become cool?<br />
And as I kiss you<br />
Gatecrash into<br />
Boys boys boys!<br... ]]></description>
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                <title>Chocolate Flavoured Fortune</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2007 09:15:26 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />I don't think I've ever really listened to this song before. What a silly thing to have done. Then again, I have a few albums on my computer that I have yet to really explore, but hey... whatchagonna do.<br />
<br />
So... I've been updating a lot more frequently lately. I'm not sure why, but I think a lot of it is because I'm not so upset all the time. For a while, things just went from bad to worse every single day. But now things seems to be shaping up. Even if my journals seem bitter, just the fact that I'm not as lethargic and update more shows a lot. Just... a personal observation.<br />
<br />
So this weekend I got some work done in Photoshop. Two deviations on the way. One of them is mostly finished. I just need to do some tweaking and work in some outside opinions and I'll be all good to go.<br />
<br />
In other news, I've been getting out a lot more. Of course, this comes a week before all of my friends go back to school... Last week I met a friend at the diner for a while to talk. Then some co-workers had sort of a party at Ninety-Nine and they invited me (which made me feel good, because some people were purposely left out... as terrible as that is), and the other night <a href="http://dudeitsadell900.deviantart.com">Jasser</a> and I went and saw <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0457430/">Pan's Labyrinth</a>. It was good. Very bloody. Very violent. But hey... I love that stuff. And I love movie nights with Jasser. So it all works out.<br />
<br />
I've also handed in my official notice at the bank. My last day there will be February 9th. The day after that Aaron will be here, and then a few days after he leaves I'll be leaving New York... forevar! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /><br />
<br />
I'm starting to be excited. This is going to be great, right guys? Right!<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> Love you.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Love Love Love (Love Love)</b><br />
-As Tall As Lions-<br />
<br />
<br />
Have I<br />
ever told you before<br />
I think you're beautiful when<br />
you're sleeping?<br />
I have faith you watch me in<br />
my slumber, too.<br />
If I'm<br />
all that you're looking for,<br />
tell me,<br />
why is there a river streaming<br />
down your face?<br />
Sometimes makes me wonder<br />
all about your<br />
love, love, love, love, love.<br />
<br />
After some time<br />
it's something i find true. Love's<br />
not a grave, it won't decay<br />
on you.<br />
Too many days I was afraid<br />
of love.<br />
<br />
What<br />
if nothing is just that and<br />
suffering's the only thing we're good<br />
at?<br />
Dreamning, picture that<br />
a whole world in a slumber.<br />
But don't get<br />
too attatched to the living,<br />
even every single memory's<br />
fleeting.<br />
That's a fact, being torn<br />
asunder.<br />
But to my suprise, no reason<br />
why, one day i woke<br />
up and realized.<br />
<br />
Love, love, love, love, love.<br />
<br />
After some time<br />
it's something i find true. Love's<br />
not a grave, it won't decay<br />
on you.<br />
Too many days I was afraid<br />
of love. <br />
<br />
Give it to me,<br />
love. I'll keep you in my focus<br />
with love and affection.<br />
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                <title>Just a few words.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 10 Jan 2007 16:09:36 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />God, it's cold.<br />
<br />
Finally!<br />
<br />
It snowed this morning! Which is really no good, cause my tires are all bad, so driving in the snow is pretty much suicide, but hey. It's still exciting.<br />
<br />
I'm feeling inspired lately. But I need your help. If anyone knows where I can find a nice stock picture of an apple tree (just one) I would love you long time.<br />
<br />
My fingers are really cold. It sort of hurts to type. So I think I'm going to stop.<br />
<br />
Tonight I'm going out to Ninety-Nine with some people from work. This is going to be exciting. <br />
<br />
Also: Aaron's really coming to New York. I'm so excited. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /> I hope he can can handle me in my own territory.<br />
<br />
Alright, really, I'm done.<br />
<br />
<3<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Run, Gunner Recall, Run! <br />
The Town Wants You Dead!</b><br />
-The Prize Fighter Inferno -<br />
<br />
Tell them all the truth for no secret lies this time,<br />
Once upon a world way before your loss,<br />
So look out I fear that they follow near,<br />
While in the courthouse Judge Kevin sentenced rope to neck,<br />
They don't hear the serpent that burns your ear...<br />
<br />
Baby look out!<br />
<br />
Leaving well enough alone is no choice of yours to make,<br />
Guilt says the proof this town has no room for you,<br />
So look out I fear that they follow near,<br />
For from the gallows you'll swing for all the kids to see,<br />
They don't hear the serpent that burns your ear,<br />
Or the coward that sits alone in your head with itch...<br />
<br />
Baby look out!<br />
<br />
Cause I'm so sorry that you could ever,<br />
I'm so sorry for you, you'll never love again<br />
<br />
</div></div><br />
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                <title>Things That Go Bump In the Night</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 06 Jan 2007 11:17:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />Nothing new, really. Just bumping that other journal. I'm tired of looking at it.<br />
<br />
I applied for a job yesterday. Hooray.<br />
<br />
I'm out.<br />
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<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/peace.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":peace:" title="Peace" /><br />
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::Edit::<br />
<br />
So I called WaMu (the place I applied) and I have to apply later. I knew it was too early to start applying for jobs, but whatever. This is going to get messy.<br />
<br />
Hahah, my mood is hopeless? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blankstare.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":|" title=":| (Blank Stare)" /><br />
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'The fuck, man.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Fix You</b><br />
-Coldplay-<br />
<br />
When you try your best, but you don't succeed<br />
When you get what you want but not what you need<br />
When you feel so tired but you can't sleep<br />
Stuck in reverse<br />
<br />
And the tears come streaming down your face<br />
When you lose something you can't replace<br />
When you love someone but it goes to waste<br />
Could it be worse?<br />
<br />
Lights will guide you home,<br />
And ignite your bones,<br />
And I will try to fix you,<br />
<br />
High up above or down below<br />
When you're too in love to let it go<br />
But if you never try you'll never know<br />
Just what you're worth<br />
<br />
Lights will guide you home<br />
And ignite your bones<br />
And I will try to fix you<br />
<br />
Tears stream down your face<br />
When you lose something you cannot replace<br />
Tears stream down on your face<br />
And I<br />
<br />
Tears stream down your face<br />
I promise you I will learn from my mistakes<br />
Tears stream down on your face<br />
And I<br />
<br />
Lights will guide you home<br />
And ignite your bones<br />
And I will try to fix you.</div></div></div> ]]></description>
                <author>~jamaisXvu</author>
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                <title>Going Out With a Bang</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 31 Dec 2006 15:18:08 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />That is exactly what 2006 is not going to do. Which is perfectly fine with me. There's been more than enough bang to the year as it is. No need to add insult to injury. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
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The last year has certainly had it's ups and downs. 2006 was the year I turned 18, graduated from highschool, and started working full time. It was a year of promises, some broken, some kept. It was a year of perpetual change and doubt, and a year of procrastination to the point of downright missing out on opportunities.  But at the same time, this year I found out who my friends really are. I found out that life is rough, but it's going to be a long time before it kills me. <br />
<br />
All in all, I'm glad that 2006 is ending, because <acronym title="200BrennenRules">2007</acronym> holds so much potential. I hope to cry a little less, love a little more, and be just a little bit better to all of you. Thank you all for being here when I needed you, even if you just acted silly to make me laugh. <br />
<br />
I'm not going out to party this year. Heck, I may not even watch the ball drop in Time Square. I'm ending this year at home, at my computer talking to someone I love. And I can't think of any better way to do it.<br />
<br />
Happy New Year, everyone. I wish you all the best for 2007 and every year to follow. <3<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Matroshka (The Ornament)</b><br />
-dredg-<br />
<br />
<br />
I was looking down at you smiling up at me<br />
For once I held you tight, but shadowed arms grabbed at me<br />
You're head was in the clouds, now those clouds are in your head<br />
It's when you needed me, so I listened to what you said<br />
<br />
Look another year went by,<br />
They keep passing by,<br />
God damn I didn't even die,<br />
To old and slow I've grown,<br />
Well I fought time but lost<br />
<br />
It was love like a callas you scarred enough to be<br />
Tough and immune, your body adapts you see<br />
To all above my head, and all below my feet<br />
Know that's one freedom you'll never take from me<br />
<br />
Look another year went by,<br />
They keep passing by,<br />
God damn I didn't even die,<br />
To old and slow I've grown,<br />
Well I fought time but lost<br />
<br />
To criticize and judge, how did I end up here,<br />
With these standards I'm forced to love, make me disappear.<br />
<br />
Hold tight, hold tight<br />
<br />
To criticize and judge, how did I end up here,<br />
With these standards I'm forced to love, make me disappear.<br />
To criticize and judge, how did I end up here,<br />
With these standards I'm forced to love make me disappear.<br />
<br />
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight<br />
Look another year went by<br />
Hold tight, hold tight, hold tight, hold tight</div></div></div> ]]></description>
                <author>~jamaisXvu</author>
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                <title>It's over nine thousaaaaaaand!</title>
                <link>http://jamaisXvu.deviantart.com/journal/11244943/</link>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 30 Dec 2006 12:20:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />=<a class="u" href="http://n1nj4-katak-chan.deviantart.com/">n1nj4-Katak-chan</a> got my 10,000<sup>th</sup> pageview.<br />
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<span class="shadow-holder"><span class="shadow"><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/45636111/"><img src="http://tn1-5.deviantart.com/fs14/150/f/2006/364/0/d/10_000_by_jamaisXvu.jpg" width="150" height="44" /></a></span></span><br />
<br />
Luffs 'n stuffs. â¥<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
Thanks, guys. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." /><br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Hat and Feet</b><br />
-Fountains of Wayne-<br />
<br />
I'm just a hat and feet<br />
That's all that's left of me<br />
A spot on the sidewalk<br />
A mark on the street<br />
I'm just a hat and feet<br />
I'm just a hat and feet<br />
<br />
You dropped a bomb on me<br />
I didn't even see<br />
Like a falling piano<br />
>From out of a window<br />
Now I'm just a hat and feet<br />
I'm just a hat and feet<br />
<br />
I'm just a sitting duck<br />
That ran out of luck<br />
I'm the unhappy guy<br />
That didn't look up high<br />
I started running when I saw it coming<br />
It got faster and louder til I took a powder<br />
<br />
Now<br />
I'm just a hat and feet<br />
That's what become of me<br />
Flat on the sidewalk<br />
Stuck to the street<br />
I'm just a hat and feet<br />
</div></div><br />
<br />
<div align="center"><img src="http://tickers.TickerFactory.com/ezt/d/4;14;2/st/20070210/e/Aaron+comes+to+New+York%21/k/ecb5/event.png"></img></div></div> ]]></description>
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                <title>One of Those Days</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Dec 2006 09:56:41 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <div align="center"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/jamais_vu/nonsensecopy2.png"></img></div><br /><br />Have you ever had one of "those days"? You know, those days where you can't find your shoes in the morning, and when you finally do, you realize that your socks don't quite match. Those days where you spill your coffee all over yourself while you're driving to work, and even though you left home ten minutes early you get to work ten minutes late. Those days where you really need to get in touch with someone on your lunch break, and then you realize that you forgot to plug your cellphone in over night, so your battery is dead. You know. <i>Those</i> days.<br />
<br />
December has been one of those days.<br />
<br />
Everything I've done so far this month has been a futile effort. Every time I think I have a plan that can work out, it goes up in flames.<br />
<br />
That job at the call center fell through. They need the positions filled by January 15. No way can I be there by then.<br />
<br />
I applied for a line of credit at the bank, just to cushion my bank account for when I move. I asked for $1,000. Georgene (the branch manager) said I should get it, no problem. They gave me $500.<br />
<br />
Last week they cut my hours at the bank because we have too many employees. People who went off to college are back for Christmas break, and that means they have to send me home. So all of my budgeting for the month has gone right out the window. $600 a paycheck? $530 if I'm lucky.<br />
<br />
The inspection on my car is nearly 4 months overdue. This morning I took it to Monro to see what needs to be fixed for it to pass an inspection. The exhaust system needs a replacement part, and all four tires need to be replaced (which would explain why I often feel like I've momentarily lost control of the car). The cost of that, before tax, is roughly $1,100. I've only got $1,300 in my bank account.<br />
<br />
I'm tired of money. I'm tired of working all day with it and then not having any of my own for the things I need. I'm tired of members coming in to my bank and withdrawing $3,000 in cash and then looking at their $150,000 remaining balance and whining that they haven't got any money. I'm tired of lending people money and hearing their excuses when they can't (or won't) pay me back.<br />
<br />
I'm trying the best I can to keep myself together. And I really want to be there for you guys when you need me. But I don't think I'll be active on dAmn as much, and if I don't respond on MSN, please don't take it personally. I just can't. There's always something on my mind. I'm always worried. I've cried every day this week and I can't see how things are going to get better in any hurry. And I'm sorry.<br />
<br />
And I'm sorry for ranting. <br />
<br />
And I completely forgot that it's Christmas.<br />
<br />
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, etc, etc...<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/c/cuddle.gif" width="24" height="17" alt=":cuddle:" title="Cuddling up with someone close..." /> I love you all.<br /><br /><div align="center"><div class="lyrics"><br />
<br />
<br />
<div class="lyric"><b>Answer</b><br />
-Blue October-<br />
<br />
If I can't crawl inside of you,<br />
I'm laughing with a broken face.<br />
I stumble across my self esteem.<br />
But to picture the pleasure is making me want my space.<br />
<br />
Understand...<br />
that God wrapped you like a bow.<br />
But in my head...<br />
There's some shelves that need cleaning,<br />
from basement to ceiling, control.<br />
<br />
If what you're seeing is an open book,<br />
thats great 'cuz I'm an open book.<br />
But I'm real shy.<br />
<br />
There's a part of me seeking and desperatly needing<br />
to open up.<br />
That's strange 'cuz I'm an open book,<br />
a confused boy.<br />
<br />
<i>I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.<br />
My heart while in its cage, is used to give and not<br />
receive a thing,<br />
But the only funny thing is that I dont know how to give myself advice.<br />
</i><br />
I've got this post dramatic thing<br />
I've got this tattoo of a ring that lies<br />
around my wedding finger and thats where I want to state this claim.<br />
That I've got to learn to live and dream<br />
before I go and get myself in love.<br />
<br />
In love.<br />
<br />
Theres Zoloft, Welbutrin, theres Paxil thats proven,<br />
no side effects.<br />
But the rest left unnamed 'cuz they worked like a charm on me.<br />
<br />
But when your savings is drying,<br />
you can't stop from crying<br />
you've got to suck it up.<br />
You're not her buttercup,<br />
you're not her favorite book.<br />
<br />
<br />
<i>I'm an automatic steeple for depressed and lonely people.<br />
My heart while in its cage, is used to give and not<br />
receive a thing,<br />
But the only funny thing is that I dont know how to give myself advice.<br />
</i><br />
I've got this post dramatic thing<br />
I've... ]]></description>
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