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                <title>it's official</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 15:21:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i live under an internet tower<br />
but i live in a pocket<br />
so i never get internet at my house<br />
<br />
so if i never got back to you once<br />
or if i never get back to you again<br />
or if my uploads are few and far between<br />
it's because i am totally too lazy to go to the library<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>1234</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 30 May 2007 22:02:39 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ new apartment<br />
new roommate<br />
whose ex boyfriend took the internet with him when he moved out on her<br />
so it took us this long to scrounge up the cash for it<br />
therefore, please forgive me if i never got back to you that one time you wrote me something<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>thaw me out</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 24 Apr 2007 23:49:45 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ likeomg<br />
it's not arctic temperatures any more<br />
i am so ready for global warming this summer<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>hi. hello.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Jan 2007 23:16:00 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i moved<br />
back to bend<br />
and it took me a month to get the internet<br />
<br />
therefore:<br />
please forgive the lack of updating<br />
and perhaps<br />
the lack of not responding to you all<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
thank you for understanding<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>listen up, children</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 04 Nov 2006 21:25:58 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ mostly, i figured it was common knowledge<br />
but some of you might need a refresher course<br />
so, here goes:<br />
if you want to use one of my pictures<br />
ask before taking it<br />
or else<br />
got it, everyone?<br />
<br />
(bitch, we know where your xanga is)<br />
<br />
<br />
ps: i DO have mafia connections<br />
nevermind that they are all the way in sicily<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>tits out / pants down</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 30 Oct 2006 17:43:33 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ fuck.  i have no glue.  and i have to study.  <br />
catching a cold.<br />
muscle aches.<br />
tired.<br />
fuck. <br />
shit.<br />
cunt.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>thoughts on becoming stupid</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 16:59:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my head was clouded today.  something was wrong.  the way things looked was different.  i wasn't myself.  i could feel not being there.  and i wanted to be there.  it was frustrating.  when it was my turn to speak my brain was mush and i had a hard time trying to sound smart.  and then i realized that by TRYING to sound smart i was just as dumb as everyone in the class.  and that's depressing.<br />
<br />
i used to be better than people.  i used to be smart.  and good at things.  now i sit in class and zone out and think about the brave little toaster.  not that i wanted to be a part of THAT discussion anyway.  talking about grains of rice being people.  like i said, TRYING to sound smart.  philosophizing about art and what is good art and what is bad art and what art is in general.  and there are at least eight places in that last sentence that could use quotation marks.  but then i would be trying to look good.  and there's no hope for me today.<br />
<br />
now, don't read that and think i am depressed and have lost it.  too many people misinterpret the way i feel.  i am fine.  my seratonin levels are usually pretty high.  i am at peace with everything i write here.  this is how i FEEL.  this isn't how i AM.  i am something totally different.  all of this pieced together is me.  and then there is all that stuff that will never be written.<br />
so don't send me concerned mail.  because i hate it. ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>i'm over it if you are</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 06 Sep 2006 20:49:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ this is a love note written to me from a friend of a friend:<br />
<br />
i just hate you for the fake bitch you are <br />
and you shouldnt make fun of peoples deaths <br />
even if its a sleeping baby jesus who sufficates in a pile of manuer. <br />
It may be funny, but you dont make fun of it. <br />
Its not right and for you to think someones death is funny is just sick <br />
even with as much as i dislike you i honestly wouldnt laugh at your death. <br />
Shortly afterwards I may be happy that a drug abusing fake "trendy" wannabe like yourself is finally off the faceof this earth <br />
but I certainly wouldnt poke fun of it <br />
And dont use her like you did the other day <br />
She wsa doing you a favor and you took advantage of her <br />
Some friend... ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>black and blue</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 23 Aug 2006 00:42:51 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ i don't understand why he even left tonight.  he should know by now he can stay as long as he pleases.  or maybe he doesn't know that.  we haven't been together in a while.  we stopped talking to each other for a period of time, and then picked it up again.  once he realized i was done with that time in my life.  we weren't close enough alike yet.  but now we climb rocks together and ride bikes around the city, hoping cops won't give us tickets for riding on the sidewalk.  now we are ready, i suppose.  but maybe he doesn't suppose.  he has to find out where he is and what he wants to do first.<br />
whatever it is, i will be overjoyed if it involves me.  he's certainly better than that shitass who never answers his goddamn phone (the one who thinks my eyes are ugly). ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>experiences bukowski never had</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Jul 2006 21:35:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ my childhood:<br />
once I ran away to the backyard.  it was so final that I imagined the house to be a diner.  I would pay my parents for the food and then go live in the play ground in the back yard.  the old rusty one that moved up and down when you swung too high.  actually, no, we got rid of that one.  by this time it was the rickety wooden one.  it still moved up and down when you swung too high.  anyway, I lived there for the afternoon and my parents turned down the dime I gave them for lunch.  I figured dinner would be free too, so they said I had to move back in.  it seemed like a good idea at the time. ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>boys and vaginas</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 17 Jun 2006 22:08:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ as soon as you open your mouth<br />
they expect you to spread your legs<br />
as soon as their tongue goes in<br />
they expect its ok if their fingers do too<br />
then when you say <br />
stop<br />
they think its ok to agree<br />
and then avoid avoid avoid<br />
as soon as you let them in<br />
they assume you mean all the way<br />
silly little boys<br />
and their obsession with<br />
vaginas ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>7 reasons why I suck at life</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Jun 2006 22:37:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate being mean<br />
and for some reason I think I am capable<br />
of breaking hearts<br />
I just can't hurt him<br />
I just don't want to hurt him<br />
it's just<br />
I don't want him to hurt me ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>stolen fireworks</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jun 2006 16:33:10 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ things are looking up<br />
<br />
all the news can talk about is those fireworks some kids stole<br />
<br />
thunderstorms all over the place<br />
<br />
electricity under my skin<br />
<br />
and I love being in the arms of that one person<br />
<br />
but in August it will all go away ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>dumb.dumb.dumb</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 May 2006 15:19:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ boys are dumb.<br />
the end.<br />
<br />
<br />
(don't get me wrong<br />
I like boys<br />
it's just<br />
they are dumb)<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
ps: beck was on saturday<br />
flaming lips were on sunday<br />
both were amazing<br />
I just can't explain it<br />
<br />
<br />
what I can explain<br />
is how I hate it when<br />
boys turn things around like how girls do<br />
and make you feel bad<br />
and like you can never make them happy<br />
so all the dumb boys of the world<br />
can just go <br />
away ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>iufasdhfdddd</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 26 May 2006 21:55:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ are you the love of my lifetime? <br />
cause there have been times I've had my doubts<br />
we were just kids when I first kissed you in the attic of my parents' house<br />
and I wish we were there now<br />
it took so long to figure out<br />
<br />
<br />
I figured it out a long time ago<br />
I think he might be figuring it out soon<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
in otherotherother news<br />
BECK<br />
is tomorrow<br />
holy shit<br />
BECKKKKK ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>excuse me</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 05 May 2006 22:32:12 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ PNCA = amazing<br />
I'm excited<br />
August needs to be here right now<br />
don't understand?<br />
ask me ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>finnnally</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 24 Apr 2006 15:51:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the computer is fixed<br />
mostly...enough<br />
the end ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>gawwwwdamn</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 Apr 2006 20:29:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ the computer<br />
THE computer<br />
the one with my editing program<br />
the one I upload all my pictures on<br />
the one with my itunes<br />
the good one<br />
it is BROKEN<br />
not just injured<br />
but: send it into the shop or buy a new one<br />
<br />
therefore<br />
no more pictures from me until this is resolved<br />
sorry ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>easter?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Apr 2006 08:56:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ so it's one of those holidays again<br />
where at least I don't have to go to work on a Sunday<br />
(mainly because I barely go to work at all<br />
but that's beside the point)<br />
because it's a fairly Christian holiday<br />
I decided to listen to fairly Christian music<br />
oh dear oh dear<br />
I dooooo love mewithoutYou<br />
I'd almost forgotten<br />
<br />
I'm reading Slaughterhouse-Five<br />
Everything Was Beautiful and Nothing Hurt<br />
<br />
if you don't know anything about me:<br />
I haven't had almost any emotions <br />
at all <br />
for about half a year<br />
and now they are all coming back<br />
I start to read almost anything, like this one book Captivating<br />
and I start to cry<br />
it's strange being a woman<br />
the end ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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                <title>ajhdfh</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Apr 2006 18:47:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ go here:<br />
drewreynolds.com<br />
iamgros.com<br />
<br />
ask me to prom<br />
<br />
the end ]]></description>
                <author>~lecachet</author>
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