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                <title>Mmmk.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 08:37:32 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Soon.<br />
<br />
I will have stuff soon.<br />
<br />
As soon as I can find a scanner that will work with my laptop.<br />
<br />
Kaibai.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Coin</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 16:27:32 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I love you.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Wuh dah fuh?</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 17 Jan 2007 16:50:44 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Remember in my last entry when I said I would be uploading stuff on art nature soon?<br />
<br />
Well, I lied.  Greatly.<br />
<br />
I have been busy being a student and a worker.  When I am not studying, I am not working, and when I'm not working I'm studying, and when I'm not doing those, I'm out getting obliterated or out getting freaky.<br />
<br />
But I will be uploading stuff.  Sooner or later.  You can always find me on <a href="http://www.myspace.com/mourningswallows">MySpace</a>.  Kbye.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Dead, but not dying.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 31 Aug 2006 08:39:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So I've been gone for quite some time.<br />
Work, school, getting laid.<br />
Yessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss sssssssss.<br />
<br />
I'm actually working right now.  I work in the library at my college.<br />
Wow, I'm a loser.<br />
<br />
I've done some art so hopefully I can get them up.<br />
<br />
I'm insanely tired.<br />
<br />
My boyfriend comes home tomorrow.  I'm pretty excited.<br />
<br />
Buuuuuuuuuuuuut now I gotta jet and do some work.<br />
See ya.  You betcha. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Snarf snarf, Thundercat.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Apr 2006 10:09:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I am writing to you via PC in the art room of this plunderous school of Williston.  Behind me I hear my friend, D, 'snarfing' and 'buhderkaderking' and the occassional clank of his body being smacked into one of the drawing tables.  He's doing the hacky.  He is quite odd.  But he's an enjoyment to be around.<br />
<br />
I have not written to you lately, why?  I do not know.  Busy, I suppose.  Falling in love with my Jager once more, not doing homework, you know.<br />
<br />
The usual.<br />
<br />
But once school is done, in roughly 20 days, give or take, I shall return.  I have many a deviation I could upload right now; that is if I had a working scanner, etc.  <br />
<br />
And now he is squating, yes squating, behind me.  The D Man.  Snarf?  Fo sho.<br />
<br />
"HOLY PISS!"<br />
<br />
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand okay that's enough. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>A spider's perspective on my life.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 02 Mar 2006 08:19:45 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Rubber and sand, and a buck ninety-seven.</strong><br />
Hello.  I am Jeramy Fisher.  I am a huge rubber Black Widow Spider that was bought from Wal-Mart by a woman who goes by the name Samantha Hussy-Hussy.  She is a strong Native woman.  And I love her.<br />
<br />
My body is full of sand.  I make sand-crunchy sounds when you squeeze my body.<br />
<br />
Does that turn you on?<br />
<br />
I sit upon the dashboard of a 1995 Dodge Neon that belongs to a certain petite nucka named Vemoso.  She has a new flame, from whom is four years older.  She is in love with this so called 'Hunny B.'  They spent three hours on the phone last night, talking about nothing in particular.  I'm jealous of him.  He makes her giddy, like a little school girl in tights.<br />
<br />
Vemoso would look so hot in little school girl tights.<br />
<br />
I totally wish my name was Brandon so that Vemoso would think of me SEXUALLY.<br />
<br />
I said sexually, and I am a spider.  I don't know the wonderful feeling of pleasure in my groin because, alas, I am nothing but an arachnid with rubbery legs and a lop-sided hourglass on my underside.<br />
<br />
Anyways.<br />
<br />
I have only known Vemoso for a day, considering I was purchased exactly 24 hours ago to this minute.  But I already know her well.<br />
<br />
She is currently working on about fifty drawings right now, all of which are NEVER going to be finish.  All except her drawing of some 'Jason' character on the verge of molesting a dishy woman.<br />
<br />
I'm going to kill you.<br />
<br />
Right after we have sex.<br />
<br />
<strong>_,|,,</strong> ]]></description>
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                <title>You have answered 'Oprah,' which is clearly wrong.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2006 17:58:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Because Oprah is never right.  But don't get me wrong.  Oprah's hip sometimes.<br />
<br />
Hi.<br />
Long time no see.<br />
Did you miss me?<br />
I missed you.<br />
Probably not.<br />
I'm pretty sure I didn't.<br />
But I probably did at some point.<br />
I just don't miss you right now.<br />
<br />
<strong>I am lucky.</strong><br />
My buddy finally dumped his shit-ass girlfriend, after me telling him for a month that she's bad news.  He's a straight-A student, she skips frequently.  He drinks moderately, she drinks every weekend.  He doesn't smoke anything but the competition (he's 1st in state in wrestling 152#), she didn't watch him wrestling once because she was getting high.  He's hot, she's ugly.  He's a sweetheart, she's a bitch.<br />
It wasn't meant to be.<br />
Aaaaaaaaand I'm pretty sure I'm going to hit that here soon.<br />
<br />
Also, my 'sexy freshy' whose name is Jacob also digs me.  Totally awesome.  It sucks he's 15 though.  I'm a pedofile.  Oh well.  Who cares.  It's not like we're going to make the in-out, in-out.  Jeez.<br />
<br />
<br />
<strong>My town is unlucky.</strong><br />
An exwrestler died early Sunday morning.  ZA was killed in an oilfield rig accident while he was filling in for a co-worker who wanted to go to a party and get tanked.  He was killed doing that co-workers job.  And now a good man, a good wrestler, and a great friend has died.  His funeral will be Friday at 11 am.<br />
<br />
He was 20 years old, and last year a fellow class mate of his, CS, was killed in Iraq.  A year before that, a boy a year older than me, CC, was killed by drinking and driving.<br />
<br />
<strong>I am heartbroken.</strong><br />
Wrestling ends the 18th of February.  I'm going to die.  The last year with these little buggers.  I'm going to miss it.<br />
<br />
We're going to state as a dualing team.  That hasn't been done in four years.  It's amazing... my boys are amazing.  Sigh.<br />
<br />
<strong>Ih8u</strong><br />
But all the same, ILU2.  Bai2U.  CuL8R. ]]></description>
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                <title>Captain Bunghole to ground control...</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2005 14:22:06 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stolen from ~<a class="u" href="http://norwegian.deviantart.com/">Norwegian</a> who yoinked it from ~<a class="u" href="http://hubertcumberdale.deviantart.com/">HubertCumberdale</a> who nabbed it from ~<a class="u" href="http://intoxicatinglyfutile.deviantart.com/">IntoxicatinglyFutile</a> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/spank.gif" width="28" height="20" alt=":spank:" title="A good spanking..." /><br />
<br />
<br />
- UNIQUE --<br />
1. Nervous Habits: I bite my nails and stick my middle fingertips' in the webbing between my thumb and point finger.  Did you understand that??<br />
2. Are you double jointed: Oh, HELL no.  I'm so unflexible.<br />
3. Can you roll your tongue: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/eyes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":eyes:" title="Eyes" /><br />
4. Can you raise one eyebrow: Heck yes I can... I make my eyebrows do the wave.<br />
5. Can you blow spit bubbles: I'm pretty sure everyone can do that.<br />
6. Can you cross your eyes: Yes'm<br />
7. Tattoos: NOT YET! In about a week or so I will though <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/biggrin.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":D" title=":D (Big Grin)" /><br />
8. Piercings: No... never.<br />
9. Do you make your bed daily: AHHAHAHAHA! No.<br />
<br />
<br />
-- CLOTHES --<br />
10. Which shoe goes on first: Right shoe.<br />
11. Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone: Just one?  What the hell.<br />
13. What jewelry do you wear 24/7: Well, I wear my balls of steal and my balls of crystal blue the most (alternate days, biatch), but I don't where them 24/7<br />
14. Favourite piece of clothing: Hmm... if I had to pick <em>OOONNNEE</em> it'd be my hawthawthawt conductors hat.<br />
<br />
<br />
-- FOOD -<br />
15. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it: Twirl it.  Who cuts it seriously?<br />
16. Have you ever eaten Spam: Yup.  I like it fried.... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/dead.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":dead:" title="Dead (RIP)" /><br />
17. Favourite ice cream flavour: Rocky road, kids.  Drill it into you brains<br />
18. How many cereals in your cabinet: Umm... right now there's 4, but in the pantry there's about 7 other flavors.<br />
19. What's your favourite beverage: Orange Sunkist and Welches Strawberry soda<br />
20. What's your favourite restaurant: All American Steak Buffet <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/drool.gif" width="15" height="18" alt=":drool:" title="Drool" /><br />
21. Do you cook: I can cook for myself, but my mother does most of it.<br />
<br />
<br />
-- GROOMING --<br />
22. How often do you brush your teeth: Right when I wake up, after I ate breakfast (usually brush them in the shower), when I get home from school, and right before I go to bed<br />
23. Hair drying method: Uh... a blow dryer?<br />
24. Have you ever colored / highlighted your hair?: HELL NO!  I wouldn't ever dye my hair, seriously.<br />
<br />
<br />
-- MANNERS --<br />
25. Do you swear: What kind of a fucking dumbass asks such gay-ass questions?<br />
26. Do you ever spit: If I have major loooogers (not infront of people) and I spit my gum out... I can spit a wad about... I dunno.  15, give or take a few feet.<br />
<br />
<br />
-- FAVORITE --<br />
27. Animal: Bears<br />
28. Food: Spaghetti, brocolli (either steamed or raw)<br />
29. Month: November<br />
30. Day: Thursday<br />
31. Cartoon: Kim Possible <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":XD:" title="XD" /><br />
33. Subject in school: Portfolia Art<br />
34. Colour: Red.  Redred red.<br />
35. Sport: Wrasslin'<br />
36. TV show: Extreme Makeover : Home Edition<br />
37. Thing to do in the spring?: Check out all the mini waterfalls that are around my house<br />
38. Thing to do in the summer?: Suntan nude on my roof<br />
39. Thing to do in the fall?: Lay in the leaves with a special, warm someone<br />
40. Thing to do in the winter?: SNOWBOARD!<br />
<br />
<br />
-- IN AND AROUND --<br />
41. In the CD player: Reggie & The Full Effect - Songs Not To Get Married To<br />
42. Person you talk most on the phone with: Shawn, my main man.<br />
43. Do you regularly check yourself out in store windows and mirrors: No.  I already know I'm pretty much the hottest person ever.<br />
44. What colour is your bedroom: The walls are white, but covered in posters and shit... but overall baby blue and brown.<br />
45. Window seat or aisle: Window plxkthx<br />
<br />
-- LA LA LAND --<br />
46. What's your sleeping position: Side... I like to spoon.<br />
47. Even in hot weather do you use a blanket: Ha, yes I do.<br />
48. Do you snore: No, lucky you<br />
49. Do you sleepwalk: No, but I used to have mad lucid dreams when I was wee and moreso odd than I am right now.<br />
50. Do you talk in your sleep: I don't think so.<br />
51. Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Used to... I still sleep with a blanky sometimes<br />
52. How about with the light on: I CANNO... ]]></description>
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                <title>Hakunamatata.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2005 15:19:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It means no worries.  And I tell you what, I'm pretty sure I pretty much said all of my sayings in this brief journal.<br />
<br />
Ta ta, you crazy sonafabitch. ]]></description>
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                <title>ABSTINANCE!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 13 Dec 2005 08:25:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I think I spelled that wrong but I don't care.<br />
<br />
I've been extremely busy and haven't been able to upload any art or comment hardly.  So DON'T BEEEEEE UUPPSET... it'll be okay.<br />
<br />
NEWFLASH: I have two stalkers.  I'm scared... like, yeah... it's scary.<br />
<br />
I head to Dickinson for a tourney so this will probably be the last time you see words that have spilled from my fingertips until Christmas.<br />
<br />
Gah, I can't wait for Kent to come home <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>&gt;[|||smarties|||]&lt;</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 16:02:50 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong><sup>warning: journal is full of nonsense and will be a complete waste of time.  only read if you're willing to sacrifice 2-4 minutes of your life.</sup></strong><br />
<br />
I love having someone to crush on.<br />
While they're crushing on me.<br />
While they have a 'girlfriend' type thing.<br />
While she is completely oblivious that my feet were with his feet underneath that table on Saturday night.<br />
While she sat at a different table.<br />
While he and I both know our feelings for each other.<br />
But we're too chicken to actually confront each other about it.<br />
<br />
Ah gah.  It's so fun.<br />
<br />
I'm going to type a journal for 45 minutes.  That's when my friend gets out of practice, then I'm jetting over to his place.<br />
<br />
I've been short of breath all day.  It feels like I have asthma, or when I smoked how I was always short of breath afterwards but it still felt good.  But I feel like I'm going to pass out.  It's kinda scary.  My mother says it's caused by the cold air.  Probably.  <br />
<br />
Dude, I'm listening to the Beavertons.  Now there's some excellent old-skool pop-punk junk for all you kids out there.  I don't understand why Reo gets so pissed off when I tell him that I loved the Beavertons.  Meh, he's just a party pooper.<br />
<br />
We're going to have a pizza party in Deutsch Klasse on Thursday, but I don't want to have it.  Mainly because we're ordering from WeBe and I'm not big on WeBe anymore.  I find their sauce tastes just like tomatoes and it's... ughh.<br />
<br />
I honestly have little friends.  I really do.  I can name all of my close friends on one hand.<br />
<br />
Shawn, Adam, Sammy, Dave, and Jessica.<br />
<br />
But my closest are Shawn and Adam.  Mainly because they're my wrestlers.  Shawn has been there with me since that bastard was a big FF in eight grade and Adam and I have always clicked.<br />
<br />
My closest friends that are girls I've been bestest friends with since like, 7th grade.<br />
<br />
I smell noodles of some sort.<br />
<br />
<em>Orgy porgy!!!!!!!</em><br />
<br />
I don't really feel like typing anymore because I've been typing for 15 minutes straight and I haven't really typed anything at all.<br />
<br />
 ===============================================<br />
<br />
Wrestling owns your soul.  Allow me to elaborate.<br />
<br />
Let's see.  We kicked Minot's ass in the first dual.  I don't know if I said anything about that yet so I will say it for the first time/again.<br />
<br />
We beat Minot 56-16 or something like that.  Even though they had four open places and kids wrestled for exhibition, they still would have lost because all of those exhibition matches were pins.<br />
<br />
Friday we dualed Belcourt and again, dominated.  I think the score was like... 48-16?  Gah, I can't remember.  But we killed.<br />
<br />
And we took the Minot Early Bird on Saturday.  We won the tournament with 185 points, and then Dickinson took second with 165.  We even got a trophy, and all my bestest wrestler buddies took first and ah gah.  It was a good weekend.<br />
<br />
Check out what's the up at <a href="http://www.dakotagrappler.com">[link]</a> because yeah.  It's the cool thing to do.<br />
<br />
It says that we're 7th in state, 5th in the West.  But I don't think they've added in the MIB yet, so that we'll probably get bumped up to 4-5th in state, 3rd in the West.<br />
<br />
And yup... that's about it. ]]></description>
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                <title>ERrraagngaagn.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 20 Nov 2005 12:29:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I uploaded a new sketch.  It kind of blows but meh.  I don't care. <br />
<br />
I got home ohh... five hours ago.  At about 9:30 am.  I am in no position to tell you what.<br />
<br />
Our first wrestling dual is on Tuesday.  Heck yes.<br />
<br />
And yeah, that's about. ]]></description>
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                <title>It's about that time of the year.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Nov 2005 15:24:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ayuh.  Must be.<br />
Because around this time last year I got the flu.<br />
And I'm all pukey and poopy and sweaty and smelly so I know I have the flu.<br />
Hopefully I'm better by Friday<br />
<br />
<strong>WHICH IS MY BIRTHDAY, BY THE WAY</strong><br />
<br />
so I can go out and have a good time with porno and cigarettes.  Legally.  <br />
But I don't smoke anymore, so yeah.  I'll just buy them and... be tempted... and then give them to Benny because he smokes like a stove pipe.<br />
<br />
You remember those stove pipe hats and pants?  Yeah, those were the shizz.  I'm going to bring those back.  I've already brought back pogs in my school; it shouldn't be so hard.<br />
<br />
Despite my illness all day at school (yes, I stayed in school because I can't risk wasting anymore days.  If I miss one more I have to take finals <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/n/no.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":no:" title="No, I disagree!" />), I had a good day.<br />
<br />
My best [girl] friend found a new flame named Matt.  He has a high voice, but what can you do?  He's a nice guy.<br />
He was the kid that got caught fucking his girlfriend in the bathroom last year.  But he's not like that anymore... and if he is, then I'm going to kick his ass and tell my friend to stay away.  Because my friend isn't like that (I'm a hornball, myself, but I don't go around having sex.  I'm saved for one man), and I don't want her getting hurt.<br />
<br />
My flame, whom I will call 'the first man,' is... oh god.  I want him so bad.<br />
His exgirlfriend has it out for my neck, so that's why we aren't together yet and why he's with a floozy that he doesn't care if the shit gets kicked out of her.  I think that's kind of sweet. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
<br />
I have jazz band tonight.  I can't skip any more, or miss one more (without a reason why), because I'll get kicked out.  Dammit.  Monday is Jam Night for zeh Sevan Naves.  Come on, Mr. Rooke... I'd rather hang out with my best friend, my 'first man', a skinny bastard we call Bones, and a really... really... hot guy than spend an hour with people that annoy me and an exboyfriend who hopes I drop off the face of the Earth.<br />
<br />
Actually, Bryce doesn't hope I drop off the Earth.  He just doesn't want people knowing he still has feelings for me.  I think that's kind of assholey.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" /><br />
<br />
But wutevs... <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />Adam<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />.  Woah, you know what I kind of figured out?  Adam's little brother, T, has a huge crush on me.  He's also a freshman and I only have 4 more days until I can't him that anymore.  So the question for you is:<br />
<br />
Should I hit little T?<br />
<br />
<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lol.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":lol:" title="LOL" /><br />
<br />
My mouse is pissing me off.  I need to get a new one.  I've been meaning to get one but yeah... I don't have money.<br />
<br />
But yeah.... I'm gonna jet out.  Ciao for now. ]]></description>
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                <title>&lt;3 Scanner</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2005 18:53:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got my scanner working, wiggaz. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Wutevs, wigga.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2005 15:25:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Something in the air, I suppose.  There's something about being outside for ten hours, five of those hours chasing a wounded deer and giving up after the blood trail ceases, you learn something.<br />
<br />
Being outside is fun.  <br />
<br />
Imagine, your sweating like a mother fucking pig (actually, pigs don't sweat at all), tired, and your legs hurt like hell and your boots have been soaked through due to the melting snow, walking through natural springs, sloppy mud plains, and everytime you step town you can feel your socks squish between your toes.  You want to give up but the notion that that seven point muley buck is out there bleeding slowly, externally and internally, that keeps you going.<br />
<br />
<em>My family needs to eat</em> you think, pretending your some Native American two-hundred years ago, hunting like none other.  <br />
<em>You're goin' down, motherfucker,</em> you mutter outloud, like your a detective hunting down a serial killer.  Then you realize that you've walked five hours and at least seven miles.  You give up and go home, and become the CEREAL killer.<br />
<br />
Silly Rabbit, Trix are for kids.  Wigga, plez. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>This Chick . . .</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 28 Oct 2005 16:57:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [1] is off beat<br />
[2] is kind of, sort of confused<br />
[3] has been asked out by 4 mentally handicapped people<br />
[4] is smoke free<br />
[5] is a pyromaniac<br />
[6] is failing one class<br />
[7] is artsy<br />
[8] is lonely<br />
[9] is going to see SAW II at 9:45 tonight<br />
[10] is the crush of one of her friends<br />
[11] is hoping to hit <em>that</em><br />
[12] wears her heart on her sleeve<br />
[13] is a 'commitment girl'<br />
[14] is best friended to a male<br />
[15] believes in aliens<br />
[16] loves living in North Dakota<br />
[17] is going to go to the Halloween Show tomorrow <br />
[18] is going to die by suicide one day<br />
[19] cannot wait for wrestling season to start<br />
[20] is weird<br />
[21] is considered uncool<br />
[22] is sexy<br />
[23] doesn't know why she's doing this<br />
[24] is a Frankie<br />
[25] belongs to a cult movie fan club<br />
[26] is cold<br />
[27] is wearing jeans that haven't been washed in almost two weeks<br />
[28] is currently listening to <em>Hawthorne Heights</em><br />
[29] wants to have boys instead of girls when it comes to kids<br />
[30] is done.<br />
<br />
<strong><sub><sub><sub><sub>because i autumned for you</sub></sub></sub></sub></strong> ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Just lick me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Oct 2005 15:40:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [<sup>i uh...</sup>]<br /><br /><strong>Just lick me.<br />
Just do it.<br />
Just lick me.<br />
I'm a sucker.<br />
Just lick me.</strong><br /><br />[<sub>wanna touch you.</sub>] ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>I need to start abusing this...</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 22 Oct 2005 13:45:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ [<sup>yeah yeah wuteva</sup>]<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" alt="Flirty" title="Flirty" /> PUMPED UP!!!!!! WOO!<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Face It, Adam - Sevan Naves<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: It - Stephen King<br /><br />I really need to start abusing my subscription privs before they die off.  Because in... four days, I will no longer have the sweet advantage of browsing with no ads, the sweet add ons on everything, the sweet view of large thumbnails, and the sweetness of replying to a comment without having to actually SEE it.  Dearie me, I need to get busy.<br />
<br />
Just face it, Adam.  You have really, really, REALLY nice hair.  <br />
<br />
I'm such a nerd.  Stenson does have nice hair... so soft, brown, wavey/curly... god.  I need to be shot.<br />
<br />
I say that a lot.<br />
I need to be shot.<br />
Gah, what a waner.<br />
<br />
I'm excited for some reason.<br />
Like, extremely excited.  Maybe it's because I can play <em>Let's Talk About Sex</em> on my harmonica.  Or maybe it's because ilult2a.<br />
Muahhahahahashdfhdsf....<br />
<br />
I'm out to head over to Sneverpoo's.  Ta ta.<br /><br />[<sub>bitch</sub>] ]]></description>
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                <title>Holy shit, free sub trial.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 20 Oct 2005 15:36:25 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Such good things happening...<br /><br /><strong>Mood</strong>: <img style="vertical-align: middle" src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/e/excited.gif" alt="Excited" title="Excited" /> Like... woah.<br /><strong>Listening to</strong>: Head Support - Last Great Summer<br /><strong>Reading</strong>: It - Stephen King<br /><strong>Watching</strong>: Million Dollar Baby<br /><br />Football game last night: sucked.  We lost.  Horribly.  Oh well.<br />
After the football game: came home because my friend had to be home at 10:30<br />
After coming home: talked to my friend Adam for about 4 hours.  From about 11-3:15 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /><br />
After talking to Adam: watched Conan until 4, took a little nap until 4:15 am<br />
After watching Conan and taking a little nap: went to bed<br />
After going to bed: Woke up<br />
Woke up at: 4 pm<br />
After waking up: ate a brownie or five<br />
After eating the brownies: came onto the internet<br />
After coming onto the internet: signed into my main websites to check the DL<br />
After checking my main sites: signed into deviantART<br />
After signing into deviantART: CONGRATULATIONS! YOU HAVE BEEN CHOSEN TO RECEIVE A FREE, ONE WEEK SUBSCRIPTION TRIAL!<br />
After receiving the announcement: I shit my pants.<br />
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<br />
I'm very sick right now.  Like, I keep sneezing and my right ear is cloggy.  I can't think.  Oi... but I'm going to go make pizza.  Muahaha... such good things.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Rubbair pants.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 16 Oct 2005 17:10:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/shakefist.gif" width="24" height="18" alt=":shakefist:" title="CURSE YOU!" />+<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/p/pissedoff.gif" width="40" height="20" alt=":pissedoff:" title="I am PISSED OFF!" /><br />
Listening To: Thrice, biatches.</strong><br />
<br />
I made a new deviation.  Go on, check it out over there <<<<<<br />
Peter dislikes it though; he can kiss my ass.  We all know he wants to <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 />
Today I sat at home, hoping to do something with Nathan but he never called.  So I drove around, took pictures, fiddle faddled around.  <br />
<br />
I'm tired.  I need to be reading 1984.  We had the test on it on Friday, which I failed.  I'm about half way done with it.  I just don't give a damn.<br />
<br />
Feh... I'm gonna go.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wave.gif" width="25" height="20" alt=":wave:" title="Hi!" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>"I'll eat you up!"</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 14 Oct 2005 20:44:55 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood: <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/y/yawnstretch.gif" width="26" height="19" alt=":yawnstretch:" title="*yawn and stretch*" />+<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /><br />
Listening to: Bad Reputation - Joan Jett<br />
Quote: "I'd like to see how fast Eddie can go."</strong><br />
<br />
It's one of those Fridays.  I had plans.  I did some of them.  I just... am just... so... just.... tired.............. gah.  I want sleep, but I'm too lazy to walk upstairs and go to bed, as *<a href="http://bloody-romance.deviantart.com/">Bloody-Romance</a> already knows because I just told him that like two minutes ago.<br />
<br />
My lady lumps are bored.<br />
That song is so frickin' annoying but I can't stop singing it.  I'm starting to like it.  Please... kill me.  I'll sleep at least.<br />
<br />
I'm going to bed... or at least try to drag myself up there. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>The Movie Life</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 12 Oct 2005 09:33:58 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Stealed this from ~<a href="http://spikepuppy.deviantart.com/">Spikepuppy</a>, yes I did.  I did I did I did I did... I did.  You doit.</strong><br />
<br />
(x) Pirates of the Caribbean<br />
(x) Boondock Saints<br />
(x) The Mexican<br />
(x) Fight Club<br />
(x) Starsky and Hutch<br />
(x) Neverending Story<br />
(x) Blazing Saddles<br />
(x) Garden State<br />
(x) The Princess Bride<br />
(x) Young Frankenstien<br />
(x) Anchor Man<br />
(x) Napoleon Dynamite<br />
(x) Saw<br />
(x)White Noise<br />
() White Oleander<br />
(x) Anger Management<br />
Total here: 16<br />
<br />
(x) 50 First Dates<br />
(x) Jason X<br />
(x) Scream<br />
(x) Scream 2<br />
(x) Scream 3<br />
(x) Scary Movie<br />
(x) Scary Movie 2<br />
(x) Scary Movie 3<br />
(x) American Pie<br />
(x) American Pie 2<br />
(x) American Wedding<br />
() Harry Potter<br />
(x) Harry Potter 2<br />
() Harry Potter 3<br />
(x) Resident Evil I<br />
(x) Resident Evil II<br />
(x) The Wedding Singer<br />
(x) Little Black Book<br />
Total here :16<br />
<br />
(x) The Village<br />
(x) Donnie Darko [OMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFG!]<br />
(x) Lilo & Stitch<br />
(x) Finding Nemo<br />
(x) Finding Neverland<br />
(x) 13 Ghosts<br />
(x) Signs<br />
(x) The Grinch<br />
(x) Texas Chainsaw Massacre<br />
(x) White Chicks<br />
(x) Butterfly Effect<br />
() Thirteen Going On 30<br />
(x) I Robot<br />
(x) Dodgeball<br />
() Universal Soldier<br />
(x) A Series Of Unfortunate Events <br />
(x) Along Came A Spider<br />
(x) Deep Impact<br />
Total here: 16<br />
<br />
() King Pin<br />
(x) Never Been Kissed<br />
(x) Meet the Parents<br />
(x) Meet the Fockers<br />
(x) Eight Crazy Nights<br />
() A Cinderella Story<br />
(x) The Terminal<br />
() The Lizzie McGuire Movie<br />
() Passport to Paris<br />
(x) Dumb & Dumber<br />
(x) Dumb & Dumberer<br />
(x) Final Destination<br />
(x) Final Destination 2<br />
(x) Halloween<br />
(x) The Ring<br />
(x) The Ring 2<br />
(x) Harold & Kumar Go to White Castle<br />
() Practical Magic<br />
(x) Chicago<br />
(x) Ghost Ship<br />
(x) From Hell<br />
(x) Hellboy<br />
(x) Secret Window<br />
(x) I Am Sam<br />
(x) The Whole Nine Yards<br />
(x) The Whole Ten Yards<br />
(x) The Day After Tomorrow<br />
(x) Child's Play<br />
(x) Bride of Chucky<br />
(x) Ten Things I Hate About You<br />
(x) Just Married<br />
(x) Gothika<br />
(x) Nightmare on Elm Street<br />
(x) Sixteen Candles<br />
(x) Bad Boys<br />
(x) Bad Boys 2<br />
(x) Joy Ride<br />
(x) Seven (SE7EN)<br />
(x) Oceans Eleven<br />
(x) Oceans Twelve<br />
(x) Identity<br />
Total here : 36<br />
<br />
() Lone Star<br />
(x) Predator I<br />
(x) Predator II<br />
(x) Independence Day<br />
(x) Cujo<br />
() A Bronx Tale<br />
(x) Darkness Falls<br />
(x) Christine<br />
(x) ET<br />
(x) Children of the Corn<br />
() My Boss' Daughter<br />
() Maid in Manhattan<br />
(x) Frailty<br />
() Best Bet<br />
(x) How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days<br />
() She's All That<br />
(x) Calendar Girls<br />
(x) Sideways<br />
(x) Mars Attacks<br />
Total here : 13<br />
<br />
(x) Event Horizon<br />
(x) Ever After<br />
(x) Forrest Gump<br />
(x) Big Trouble in Little China<br />
(x) X-men 1<br />
(x) X-men 2<br />
(x) Catch Me If You Can<br />
(x) The Others<br />
(x) Freaky Friday<br />
(x) Reign of Fire<br />
(x) The Hot Chick<br />
(x) Swimfan<br />
(x) Miracle<br />
(x) Old School<br />
(x) Ray<br />
(x) The Notebook<br />
(x) K-Pax<br />
Total here: 17<br />
<br />
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship of the Ring<br />
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers <br />
(x) Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King<br />
(x) A Walk to Remember<br />
(x) Boogeyman<br />
() Hitch<br />
() Back Door Sluts 9<br />
(x) Anal Acres 1<br />
() Anal Acres 2<br />
() B-Cup Divas<br />
(x) The Fifth Element<br />
(x) Star Wars Episode I The Phantom Menace<br />
(x) Star Wars Episode II Attack of The Clones<br />
(x) Star Wars Episode III Revenge of The Sith<br />
(x) Star Wars Episode IV A New Hope<br />
(x) Star Wars Episode V The Empire Strikes Back<br />
(x) Star Wars Episode VI Return of The Jedi...<br />
() Troop Beverly Hills<br />
() Swimming with Sharks<br />
(x) Air Force One<br />
() For Richer or Poorer<br />
() Trainspotting<br />
(x) People Under the Stairs<br />
() Blue Velvet<br />
(x) Sound of Music<br />
(x) Parent Trap<br />
() The Burbs<br />
(x) The Terminator<br />
(x) Empire Records<br />
(x) SLC Punk<br />
() Meet Joe Black<br />
() Wild Girls<br />
(x) A Clockwork Orange<br />
() The Order<br />
(x) Spiderman<br />
(x) Spiderman 2<br />
() Amelie<br />
() Bad Santa<br />
Total here : 23<br />
<br />
(x) Mean Girls<br />
(x) Shrek<br />
(x) Shrek 2<br />
(x) The Incredibles<br />
(x) Collateral<br />
(x) The Fast & The Furious<br />
(x) 2 Fast 2 Furious<br />
(x) Sky Captain Of The World Of Tomorrow<br />
(x) Closer<br />
Total here : 9<br />
<br />
(x) Titanic<br />
() Saved<br />
(x) Bowling For Columbine<br />
(x) Fahrenheit 9/11<br />
(x) The... ]]></description>
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                <title>A midnight ring, a black and white murdering.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 21:30:48 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I.  Am.  So.  Tired.  Right.  Now.  I.  Don't.  Even.  Know.  Why.  I.  Am.  Not.  In.  Bed.  I.  Should.  Be.  Shot.<br />
<br />
Mad TV is much funnier than SNL.<br />
The new SNL.<br />
The old SNL is pretty sweet.<br />
Fuck the new SNL.<br />
Even though the two new guys are so goddamn hot.<br />
<br />
I guess I am sexy to people outside of my stupid hick town.  When I go to Minot it's like guys flock to me.  It's kind of a... self-esteem booster.  It's nice.<br />
<br />
But I'm going to go I guess.  Yeah... yeaaaaaaah.  I need a soda. ]]></description>
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                <title>I want my computer to like my scanner.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2005 17:39:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really need to get my sketches uploaded onto DA.  But since my computer decided to go all bastard on me that one day, I haven't been able to scan anything.<br />
It worked before.<br />
Why doesn't it now?<br />
Gah, what a bastard.<br />
<br />
Meanwhile, considering I can't scan anything, I've been drawing on the GIMP.  Just little things.  I like them though so I don't upload them as scraps.  I just uploaded a new one... I think it's cute.<br />
<br />
I really want my scanner to work.<br />
<br />
I'm going to Minot tomorrow.  It sucks in the way where I can't hang out with my buddies and do the plans that we had planned.  But it rocks in the way that I get to see Brooks.  Huge bonus.  Huge, huge, HUGE bonus.<br />
<br />
Yeeeeeup....<br />
<br />
I'm really bored.  I'm going out later tonight and getting my freak on.<br />
I want to go to Wolf Point.  No reason <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/innocent.gif" width="17" height="22" alt=":innocent:" title="Innocent" />.  Ha, anyway...<br />
<br />
Yeah, I'm out.  Comment!  COME ON!  You make me sad when you don't leave comments. ]]></description>
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                <title>Wasting time.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2005 15:22:23 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Stoled from ~<a href="http://electricfuneral182.deviantart.com/">electricfuneral182</a>.  You can do it too.</strong><br />
<br />
Full name: Waisted Wasted Top Tip {that's a lie}<br />
Code name: ~<a href="http://mourningswallows.deviantart.com/">mourningswallows</a>, Lady Pants<br />
Nicknames: Jaynie, S, Shorty<br />
Birthday: November 18th, 1987<br />
How old do you look: Umm... 16.  Um... I don't know.<br />
Glasses/contacts: I got glasses.<br />
Braces: Oh, hell no!<br />
Eye color: Chocolate brown<br />
Hair color: Brown<br />
Tattoos: I'm getting some done by Brooksy when I turn 18.<br />
Piercings: No thank you <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sprint.gif" width="101" height="20" alt=":sprint:" title="Time to haul ass out of here!" /><br />
Siblings: 2 older sisters<br />
Pets: A dog<br />
Smoke: Not anymore<br />
Drink: Occasionally, like once every two months.<br />
<br />
FAVORITE....<br />
Band: LAST GREAT SUMMER!! <3 <br />
Song: <em>The Greatest Fall Of All Time</em> - Matchbook Romance (that's my current, although I have like a bagillion<br />
Food: Italian<br />
Movie: Donnie Darko.  Bitch, please.<br />
Color: Red... red... red... red.<br />
Actor/actress: Jake Gyllenhaal, Anthony Hopkins<br />
Sport/extreme sport: Bike {street}, soccer, wrestling, and extreme frisbee<br />
<br />
LAST...<br />
Movie watched: Lady and the Tramp <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lmao.gif" width="19" height="21" alt=":lmao:" title="Laughing my ass off!" /><br />
Show watched: Oprah<br />
Song listened to: <em>Antisocial Girl</em> - Angry Kid<br />
Song stuck in your head: That damn new Backstreet Boys song... it doesn't die. Ever.<br />
Person talked to: Sammy Rae!<br />
Wish: To have the love of my life back forever, have sex with Jake Gyllenhaal, and swim with sharks.<br />
Heartthrob: Eddie, Josh the Cute Butt Boy, Shawn<br />
Time you talked to your mom: Like ten minutes ago<br />
Compact disk listened to: Bleeding Through - This Is Love, This Is Murderous<br />
Compact disk bought: Psssh, buy CDs?  As if...<br />
<br />
<br />
FOR OR AGAINST...<br />
Gay relationships: Go for it.<br />
Long distance relationships: Against<br />
Online dating: Against<br />
Explicit lyrics: For<br />
Suicide: Umm...<br />
Killing people: If it's out of cold blood, no.  Capital punishment, go for it.<br />
Using someone: Against<br />
<br />
DO YOU...<br />
Have a crush on someone: Why, yes.  I do.<br />
Think about suicide: Yes<br />
Hate yourself: Certain parts<br />
Wish you could live somewhere else: Nah, not really.  In a different town in NoDak, like Minot or Bismarck.<br />
Stand out: Kinda sorta<br />
Write in cursive or print: Combination of both<br />
Skateboard: Yesno.  I kinda quit but I still do sometimes.<br />
Snowboard: Oh, gah yes.  It's the only reason why I'm glad it snowed.<br />
Surf: No... I live in NoDak.<br />
Want more tattoos: I want tattoos period.<br />
<br />
HAVE YOU...<br />
Ever cried over a friend: Yes.  What's the point in having friends if you don't cry over them?<br />
Ever cried over a girl/guy: Of course.<br />
Ever cried at a chick flick: Ha, yes.<br />
Ever lied to someone: No <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/i/innocent.gif" width="17" height="22" alt=":innocent:" title="Innocent" /><br />
Ever broke a compact disk: Yes<br />
<br />
WHAT...<br />
<br />
Shampoo do you use: Loreal Kids<br />
Toothpaste do you use: Umm... I think it's Colgate.<br />
Shoes do you wear: My Convies, my stoneage skate sneakers, and my sweet Mary Janes I got off of eBay.<br />
Do you want to be when you grow up: Artist, photographer, English teacher<br />
Makes you happy: Reading <em>Where The Wild Things Are</em>, hanging out with my buddies, new friends, and the color red.<br />
Makes you sad: The bastard I'm in love with.<br />
<br />
NUMBER...<br />
Of times you had your heart broken: Twice<br />
Of times you have been in love: Twice<br />
Of times you had your name in the paper: Umm... I don't know.  It was never for anything bad... and it was a long time ago if it ever was.<br />
Of things you wear on your wrists: Zero<br />
Of belts you have: One.  I need to get a new one... mine is falling apart {it's head together with duct tape}<br />
<br />
PERSON WHO LAST...<br />
Made you cry: Hm... Bryce maybe?  Probably him.  I haven't really cried for a while<br />
Saw you cry: Dave<br />
Went to the movies with: Sammy<br />
Sent you an email: Ha!  People send me emails?  Like, wutevs.<br />
Yelled at you: My mom<br />
<br />
THIS OR THAT...<br />
Apples or bananas: Bananas<br />
Red or blue: Red, bitch.  Red red red.<br />
Walmart or target: Target.  I get sick of Wal-Mart since it's all we have.<br />
Halloween or Christmas: Halloween!  Hands down!!<br />
Mouse or rat: Rat, white.  I had white rats in fourth grade.<br />
Lord of the Rings or Harry Potter: Lord Of The Rings<br />
Care Bears or Telletubbies: Care Bears.  They're cuter and older and more neat.<br... ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>:molestationofemotes:</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2005 19:32:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's about that time, you know.  That time.  You know.  It's about it.  The world.<br />
Is coming to an end.<br />
For it's snowing in early October.  I ought to shoot myself.  It's October.  Come on.<br />
Just.<br />
<strong>COME ON!</strong><br />
<br />
I have Sun Chips breathe.  Let's make out.<br />
<br />
I really don't have much to say.  I suppose I could be doing my English but yeah.  Who gives a flying fuck.  I need to get a picture of my teacher... she's so damn ugly.  Ugly and fat and annoying and bitchy and arrgh.  I want to kill her.<br />
<br />
I wrote a song and called it :molestationofemotes:.  It's really gay.  It has no real theme.  It's not about having illegal sex with emotes or anything really.  Oh well, I don't care.<br />
<br />
Germans leave on Friday and there's a huge going away dance tomorrow.  Guess who's going and getting her freak on...?!  ME!  YEAH YEAH YEAH!  I'm going to score with some Germans.<br />
Because scoring with American's is so... American.<br />
<br />
Ah gah a green spider just landed on my keyboard.  I don't know where it went.<br />
<br />
I'm out.  Nahahnahanananananahananaahanahanahanan. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Lay some hose down.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 01 Oct 2005 19:14:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <strong>Mood:</strong> Tired off my goddamn face. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sleepy.gif" width="15" height="30" alt=":sleepy:" title="Sleepy" /><br />
<strong>Listening To:</strong> <em>The Telltale Heart</em> - The Arson Diaries<br />
<br />
<em><strong>Kayla, Lynnie, and I decided that we're gonna lay some hose down.  And water the lawn.</strong></em><br />
<br />
Homecoming is finally over.  I'm running on two days of no sleep and yes, I'm crabby.  Yes, I'm tired.  But no, I don't feel like sleeping.  I also need a good old backrub.  A nice, hot backrub from a nice, hot cabana boy.  Let's do it.<br />
<br />
We won our homecoming football game against Manda, 20-6.  Kiss our asses, ya dumb Braves.<br />
<br />
I want you to check out my buddy, Brooks, here on DA.  He doesn't have a lot up yet since he just recently joined and whatnot, but hot damn.  He is amazing.  Simply amazing.  I love ya, buddy.  Just, COME ON.   <br />
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<br />
I'm supposed to go to a bonfire tonight but I'm not in the mood to be around drunk people.  Maybe next time.  Yeah yeah wutevas.  I'll probably still go though.<br />
<br />
Peter really gets on my nerves sometimes.  Friggin' a... I love the child, but honestly I just can't take his crap sometimes.  I know he just plays around and doesn't mean but baaaah... just.  Baaaaaah.<br />
<br />
I hate Garett.  He put water down my asscrack last night.  But we slow danced at the homecoming dance, so meh.  He's just a little guy.  But I still hate him.  I'd still it hit though.  Even if he is 14 and weighs the same as me but is 3 inches shorter.  I'd still hit it.<br />
<br />
Oh yeah, Garett and I were crank calling people with his sister's phone and he called this one place and was all, "Yeah, is Jeff there?" and the person on the other line was all, "Yeah he is!  Hang on."  That has got to be ironic, I tell you what.<br />
<br />
Sam H. also walked in on some girl sitting on the toliet at the dance.  She's scarred for life now.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" width="29" height="27" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" /><br />
<br />
I'm running out of things to blabber about.<br />
<br />
Yesterday was my sister's birthday.  I didn't buy her anything.  She turned... twenty-three?  Twenty-two?  Something like that.  I honestly don't know.  Shows how much I care.  I'm so evil <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/m/mwahaha.gif" width="29" height="15" alt=":evillaugh:" title="EVIL Laughter!" /><br />
<br />
But yeah... I think I'm gonna jet.  TTFN, ta ta for now. ]]></description>
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                <title>I shot myself a heartbreak.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2005 19:04:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today is Saturday, a day I spent doing nothing but moshing and making out.  I am typing this entry from my friend Nathan's house.<br />
Nathan.<br />
The bastard who dumped me in eighth grade for a chick with bigger boobs.<br />
Needless to say, we've found our each other's company oh so charming again.  My life is sad.  I have fallen in love with him again and he with I.  Of the two men I have loved in my life, first Nathan then Bryce, the past heartbreak is sweeter.<br />
And the heartbreak that could come from this new old flame could be the worse yet.<br />
<br />
I have uploaded <strong>Part V of the Raven's Game</strong> earlier today.  If you're interested in reading it, click on the link over yonder or if you are 1) retarded and can't find it or 2) are a Non-DA member and cannot view it since it's hidden because of the system they have with deviations with adult content, click here ><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/23292349/.">[link]</a><br />
<br />
Homecoming begins tomorrow with hall decorating.  It's going to be the best year yet I have a feeling.  All the seniors have homecoming fever and it's so fucking awesome.  Everything is stellar.<br />
<br />
Everything.  And I'm happy. ]]></description>
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                <title>Lo, a corpse.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 21 Sep 2005 10:07:01 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It has been a busy week.  I haven't been able to get online for what seems like months but here I am.<br />
Online.<br />
During my cermamics class.<br />
Which is a big no-no.<br />
<br />
AP English has become a nub.  We have to read <em>1984</em> by October 14th, which isn't all that bad but then you put in my ceramics project, my math work, my extracurriculars and job, there is hardly any time to do anything fun.<br />
Plus I have a huge ass Mythology project due the 7th and you know me, make things extra difficult.  Instead of ONE news paper article on [insert Mythological character here], I'm making a whole fucking paper, which will include comics, a sports section, an opinion, WUTEVA NOOSPAPAHS HAFF, BIATCH.  Yes, I will get it done.  Sooner or later.<br />
<br />
Someone shoot me.  Please.<br />
<br />
Oh yeahs... and next week is HOMECOMING and since I'm a senior, I'm going to be ALL OVER THAT WEEK, WITH THE SCHOOL SPIRIT AND SHIT.  OOoh, and I'm the big Kahuna for the float building since I'm the only artistic person in my grade.  Great.  More shit on my plate.<br />
<br />
I didn't get into the top ten for queen.  So gay.  So so so gay.  The girls in the top ten are all snobs and sluts and yeah.  Argh... get someone with character up there.<br />
At least my friends Serge and Matt are on there.  Serge is a globe-trotter genius and Matt is a hot hot hot muscly brain child that is so damn nice.  I hope one of them take king instead of the bastard guys that they are up against.<br />
<br />
Today I'm going thrifting with my friend Alex before we go to work.  We'll dominiate downtown.  If only you could be there to experience the satisfying feeling of nabbing 50 shirts for $10.  Ooh... I can't wait.<br />
<br />
I also got a new hat yesterday at Wal-Mart.  It's a Mary-Kate and Ashley but wutevs.  It's so damn cool.  Hahahaahaah...<br />
<br />
But yeah.  I hate to leave you but I really must say, "Good night sweet heart.  Goodnight." ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>One gun.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 15 Sep 2005 16:53:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I lied.  I didn't get part V of TRG written.  You try having to write lenses for 25 poems and three fairy tales in two days, not to mention extracurricular shit that takes up my time that hardly leaves time for any time at all.  So any time that I do have I use on myself as a reward.  This time is also known as sleep or the act of staring into nothingness while you have nothing.  Yeah, I have no life.  So suck it.<br />
<br />
My moms birthday was yesterday, but today she went in and had surgery.  She will be in there until Sunday.  So that means I'm going to have to help my dad do shit around the house that my mom normally does and that I know how to do and he doesn't.  This time I am using right now writing this I could be using to write TRG part V, but I know that since I have to run to town and go grocery shopping here in ten minutes that if I started it I would have to stop in the middle of writing and by the time I come back I will have lost my jive.<br />
<br />
I also want to die.  I am sick of living like I do.<br />
I'd much rather fake my death and start a whole new life.  Honestly.  I have no urge to continue whatsoever.  I'm sick of it.  I'm sick of what the pills I take do to me.  They <em>MAKE</em> me happy, and I would be happy if my fucking life wasn't such a dumping shit hole.  And if my fucking friend would stop slutting herself around and realize that she went from Jesus - Yay! to Open My Legs and Make Me Come - Yay! in less than two weeks then yeah.<br />
She was pretty much in the same boat as me, but she swallowed her sadness and starting fucking everyone.  She'll regret it.  And it's her goddamn birthday on Saturday and I'm pretty sure me and our friend Sammy are not going to be invited, considering that my friend has quit talking to both of us because she knows we disapprove.  She'll more than likely will be having a fuck-my-ass party.<br />
<br />
I have to go. ]]></description>
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                <title>Ahaha... Ryan &lt;3</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Sep 2005 18:31:09 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Three of my favorite artists here on DA that you should check out because it would be the decent thing to do.  Duh.<br />
<br />
======<a href="http://cinquain.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/c/i/cinquain.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="cinquain" /></a>===<a href="http://medalliaofmyeyes.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/m/e/medalliaofmyeyes.jpg" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="medalliaofmyeyes" /></a>===<a href="http://jero1.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/j/e/jero1.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="jero1" /></a>======<br />
<br />
I'll be adding three more next go 'round, yarr.<br />
<br />
Today was a boob, just like Friday or whatever day that was.<br />
I really want my scanner to work.  I need to scan my drawings <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /><br />
<br />
Yeah, that's pretty much why my day was a boob.  Oh, and the fact that the guild is falling apart because I can't be there to keep it active.  Yeah, well.  You leave, you'll be coming back.  It's always been like that.<br />
<br />
<strong>|||||||||||||||||||||<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />Ryan<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" /></strong><br />
Can I do that?  I think I can.  The best gets the last, and the last is always the best.  Yes yes yes yes yes yes.<br />
<br />
Yeah, part V of TRG will be up tomorrow.  I promise... I've been really busy lately with trying to get my scanner working and with work and school.  So yeah...<br />
<br />
Aiiight, bye. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Due to massive retro flashbacks...</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 09 Sep 2005 19:32:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ ...I solemnly swear that I will have crazy butt sex with =<a href="http://r-u-done.deviantart.com/">r-u-done</a> by the end of Saturday night.<br />
<br />
<strong>THE DANs OF DA!</strong><br />
<a href="http://abinadi.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/a/b/abinadi.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="abinadi" /></a>  ÷  <a href="http://levdir.deviantart.com/"><img class="avatar" src="http://a.deviantart.com/avatars/l/e/levdir.gif" width="50" height="50" alt="" title="levdir" /></a><br />
<strong>Check them out, biaaatches.</strong><br />
<br />
Today was horrible.  I woke up late, drove 80 miles an hour to get to school on time (I live 15 miles out so yeah), got pulled over and was given a ticket, was late for school, got two hours detention, and fell asleep during my math class and failed a quiz.<br />
<br />
Not to mention I talked on the phone with <em>you know who so I don't have to put his name here</em> for two hours and that made things worse.<br />
<br />
And my friend Shawn just got smacked by a drunk driver and is in the hospital right now.  But I can't get to him because my car is being a bastard and yeah.  Fucking a.<br />
<br />
I could seriously die right now.<br />
<br />
But I wrote a song.  It goes something like this:  <br />
<br />
Oh lonely tree, how I envy your way of being happy while being so solo.  I want to hang from your branches and pick daisies that blossom yet under your dark shadows.<br />
Come spring time, your life has sprung back and nothing has it's lack.  Nach summer, your arms house little birds and other life forms that I would much rather kill.  Soon enough now it seems as though it's autumn and you are falling down.  And now that winter has bitten your roots and branches you stand so proudly solo.<br />
--neenerneenergeetahpartteh--<br />
<br />
Mother of Mayhem, I'm wearing barely anything right now.<br />
But I'm still worried sick about Shawn... I love that boy.<br />
Yes, it's the same Shawn who I hooked up with this summer.  Buuut, he's been my best friend since 8th grade.  We're always there for each other and I feel like a bitch right now since I can't be there.<br />
<br />
Seriously, guys.  Call me Vem... being called mourningswallows by people who I talk to everyday just makes me feel... boobish.  I don't know.<br />
<br />
But I have to go     <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/salute.gif" width="26" height="18" alt=":salute:" title="I salute you!" />    At ease. ]]></description>
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                <title>UU. Dem saggy boobies.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 16:40:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I can't get logged into Neo... I think I've been hacked or something or I'm just being a fucking retard and typing my password in wrong or my proxies are fucking up again and preventing me from logging in and I need to get council done and if I don't I'm going to fucking kill myself and ahmahgahz.  Run on sentence.  I think I'm going to kill myself over that. <br />
<br />
I'm way too busy this year.  It's so gay.  Art club, yearbook photos, boys, Reo, feeding my college friends, gas money, a job, BUT NO CIGARETTES.   I've been smoke free for two days, heeya.  Heya.  I feel good, nah nah nah nah nah nah.  I knew that I would now, nah nah nah nah nah nah.<br />
<br />
I need to bring DO for Reo's BO tomorrow.  Oh no.  <br />
<br />
I finished my drawing of Frank.  Once I figure out how to get my scanner to work again and not be a bastard, it'll be here.  In the mean time, I'm rewriting part V of my story.  I'm going to end up rewriting everything.  Well is oh.<br />
<br />
I have a date with a certain Annie and a certain Dave (Dave is not her real name, it's short for Davis which is her last name) on Sunday night.  Hell yes, I'm going to introduce them into the world of <strong>Donnie Darko</strong> <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/heart.gif" width="15" height="13" alt=":heart:" title="Heart" />-{thump thump}.  So don't expect to see me that day.  But yeah.<br />
<br />
I'm out.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/bye.gif" width="25" height="16" alt=":bye:" title="Bye" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Wall Nutz.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Sep 2005 14:33:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I've been a busy little squirrel today.<br />
<br />
I woke up at 11 and finished cleaning my room.<br />
I rewrote <strong>part IV of the Raven's Game =><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/22595791/">[link]</a></strong>.<br />
I made myself a new avatar <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/o/omfg.gif" width="15" height="20" alt=":omfg:" title="omfg" />.<br />
<br />
I also cleaned out my car.  It smells like watermelons now.<br />
And wrote a couple songs.<br />
AND AND AND I shaved my legs.<br />
<br />
So much acomplishments today. ]]></description>
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                <title>Sev7n things and other crap.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 03 Sep 2005 22:51:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ -- t h e . l u c k y . s e v e n . q u i z --<br />
<br />
Seven things that scare you:<br />
<br />
1. Sharp objects puncturing my skin (like getting shots and getting stabbed)<br />
2. The sensation that I'm going to fall down the stairs<br />
3. Knowing I could become obese (it runs in the family)<br />
4. Dying alone and heartbroken<br />
5. Getting lung cancer<br />
6. Old people (seriously)<br />
7. Suffication<br />
<br />
Seven things you like the most:<br />
<br />
1. Making out<br />
2. Driving waaaay too fast<br />
3. Love<br />
4. A nice fitting pair of Levis<br />
5. My best friend Shawn<br />
6. My wrestling team<br />
7. Being the creepy different chick<br />
<br />
Seven most important things in your room:<br />
<br />
1. My bed, dumbass.<br />
2. My guitars<br />
3. My wall of 'hot boys'<br />
4. The stuff given to me by Bryce and other momentos of our relationship<br />
5. My huge ass collection of Jones Soda bottles<br />
6. My hideaway stash<br />
7. The paintings my friend Samuel made me<br />
<br />
Seven random facts about you:<br />
<br />
1. I can go on for hours on Donnie Darko<br />
2. My first kiss was in Kindergarten<br />
3. I own way too many panties<br />
4. I still color in coloring books<br />
5. I still sleep with a blankie<br />
6. My biggest pet peeve is when people don't finish their sentences<br />
7. I like to shoot guns<br />
<br />
Seven things you plan to do before you die:<br />
<br />
1. Have sexy kids<br />
2. Have sex with Jake Gyllenhaal<br />
3. Live in Australia and raise wombats<br />
4. Design my dream house<br />
5. Make love on the front lawn of the White House<br />
6. Quit smoking<br />
7. Write my name and the words "Captain, nice knickers" in every bathroom stall in North Dakota<br />
<br />
<br />
Seven things that attract you to the same sex:<br />
<br />
1. I'm attracted to girls?<br />
2. Since when?<br />
3. I like guys.  In tight pants<br />
4. I've only kissed one girl and that was Lynne.  She's one of my best friends.<br />
5. It wasn't sexual though.<br />
6. We were playing chicken<br />
7. And no one chickens out playing chicken<br />
<br />
Seven things you say the most:<br />
1. Ah, fuck.<br />
2. Prodigious.<br />
3. ARMBANDUHR!  (you have to say it loudly and "AHMBAHNDOOAR")<br />
4. And yeah... yeah.<br />
5. About a t'ousand bucks.<br />
6. Shut up, slut.<br />
7. Ha!<br />
<br />
Seven celeb crushes (whether local or foreign):<br />
<br />
1. Jake Gyllenhaal<br />
2. Eric Szmanda (plays Greg Sanders on CSI)<br />
3. Jonathon Togo (plays Ryan Wolfe on CSI:Miami)<br />
4. Luke Wilson<br />
5. The drummer for The Bravery (ongz giiiz heez soo hawt!)<br />
6. I can't think of anymore.<br />
7. yeah...<br />
<br />
<br />
Seven favorite drinks:<br />
<br />
1. Pepsi<br />
2. 2% Milk<br />
4. Red Raspberry soda<br />
5. Orange soda<br />
6. Strawberry soda<br />
7. Coffee with lots of sugar<br />
<br />
Seven memorable cartoon shows you used to watch as a kid:<br />
<br />
1. David the Gnome<br />
2. Little Bear<br />
3. Ren and Stimpy<br />
4. Hey, Arnold!<br />
5. Power Rangers (the first ones)<br />
6. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (the original)<br />
7. The Magic School bus<br />
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<br />
Well, I wasn't home all day.  I was in the neighboring city of Minot visiting my sister.  I got a formal and prom dress, so I'm set for the major dances this year.<br />
<br />
Yeah... I didn't get <strong>part IV of The Raven's Game</strong> uploaded.  I wasn't home.  And I'm too tired to do it now.  <br />
<br />
I might not be on tomorrow because I have to <em>really</em> clean my room.  I'm scared to even attempt it.<br />
<br />
It's almost my birthday <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/r/rofl.gif" width="29" height="27" alt=":rofl:" title="rofl" />  Fuck, I'm crazy.<br />
<br />
Yeah, I'm done. ]]></description>
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                <title>Yeah, you try to tire me. Tire me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2005 17:52:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, I have <strong>The Raven's Game - Part III =><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/22483978/">[link]</a></strong> up.  I had to rewrite it because it disappeared from the entire story.  Dammit anyway.<br />
<br />
It's less sex-based this time.  You just wait.  Boys will be needing their Kleenex's and lotion, and girls will be needing someone to make out with.  Oi oi oi.<br />
<br />
Some questions that have been asked of me:<br />
<br />
1.Q) You're 17 and you're writing stories containing underage smoking, premarital sex, and other explicit material.  How does that make you feel?<br />
1.A)  It makes me feel kind of whorish.  I smoke, yes.  Im not 18.  Sex?  Ha... only one person is my sex for the rest of my life.  Explicit material?  Quit being a pussy and stop bitching.  Im proud overall with my writing, but not proud of who I am in general.<br />
<br />
2.Q) Are any of these characters based on any real life people?<br />
2.A) Yes, in fact.  Chase Pilot is pretty much the male version of me.  [I take my own knowledge and put it to male form, and apparently its pretty damn accurate, nahaha.  It also is accurate because I spend a lot of time hanging out with my guy friends and they tell me shit I dont really want to know.  Ive never masturbated in a bathroom (or even at all).  I won't go into details because it's none of your damn business (luvsyaberoice]  His love interest, Laura, was named after this chick in my Geometry class who was kind of a skizo, but was gorgeous.   Other characters not yet introduced also are based off real life people.<br />
<br />
3.Q) Are you considering writing as a profession?<br />
3.A) Aye, Ive thought about it.  Id like to make short stories like this, write children books like <em>Where The Wild Things Are</em> and draw the pictures, and yeah.  But Im planning on majoring in English and Fine Arts (which includes all the subcategorized art professions).<br />
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4.Q) You said you wrote this story for English.  Did you turn it in with the vivid descriptions and profanity?<br />
4.A) I did sensor it quite a bit actually.  But what you see is what I originally wrote for the most part, although some parts have changed.<br />
<br />
5.Q) Youre hot.  Wanna make out?<br />
5.A) Sure, just come to NoDak.  You have to pay for your own gas, though.  Im poor.  I siphoned the gas from my lawn mowers even. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Eating is for squares.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 18:54:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today is what.  Thursday?  I like that... Thursday.  And Wednesday.  Like the Addam's Family.  Wednesday.  If I am to have a daughter, her name will be Wednesday Dawn.  And if I am to have two, her sister will be named Gretchen Ross, after Jenna Malone's character in Donnie Darko.<br />
<br />
But I plan to have boys because I find they are much more fun and easier to maintain.  Their names will be Trent Ransom, Isaac Maelstrom, and Lief Von.  Yes, it's true.  They'll be the sexiest boys ever.  And you'll all be jealous.<br />
<br />
I didn't get <strong>The Raven's Game : Part III</strong> uploaded.  It'll be here tomorrow, I swear.  I swear a lot.  Dammit.  But for now, read parts I and II again.<br />
<br />
<em>Note For Scribs: I know you think it's kind of freaky that my vivid writing is so accurate about the male gender that it's almost unbelievable that I didn't consult any of my male friends whatsoever, but it's true.  The only boy who knew I was writing it was my boyfriend.  And he only read it after I was completely finished.  Heheh <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/g/giggle.gif" width="17" height="15" alt=":giggle:" title="Giggle" /></em><br />
<br />
My Futurism teacher put the term 'Cow Farts' on a list of topics we are going to discuss this year.  He's a nutcase.  He's also my wrestling coach.  He said he loved me today.  Heh.<br />
<br />
I was trying to make a new avatar, but the GIMP is being a bastard and closing every time I want to put text on it.  Arrrrrrggghhh... shat.<br />
<br />
Today I went to one of many assisted living centers for seniors in my town today because they were having a 'hoe-down.'  They had Shetland ponies and a huge ass BBQ, and little kids throwing straw in each other's faces and getting their faces bitten off by their parental figures.  It was wonderful.<br />
I just wanted to ride the ponies.<br />
<br />
Aey-uh.  It's about that time.<br />
I don't have to wake up early tomorrow morning, which is a huge bonus.  I get to sleep in oooh... another two hours, if I sleep at all even.  <br />
<br />
I'll be gone on Saturday, FYI.  I might post something while I'm at my sisters, but don't take it for granted. <br />
<br />
Well, this Vem is out.  She'll see you chilluns later. ]]></description>
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                <title>Stupid cock-off scene boy.</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 31 Aug 2005 17:49:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I hate my friend Ben, who got me smoking again AND continues to talk shit about the Last Great Summer <a href="http://purevolume.com/lastgreatsummer">[link]</a><br />
<br />
You're a dick.  Face it.  You're better off in dick hell.  I hope your dick falls off.<br />
Dammit.<br />
<br />
IN OTHER NEWS...<br />
I got Part Two of <strong>The Raven's Game</strong> up and going.  If you're uncomfy reading/talking about teenage sex and shit, you better not read it.  But seriously, quit being such a wuss.   <br />
<br />
<strong>Hey, kid.  Give into peer pressure.  Click me, sugar -----><a href="http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/22409272/">[link]</a></strong><br />
<br />
Also, I slept six hours last night.  That's a new record.<br />
<br />
I'm out for now.  Check back tomorrow. ]]></description>
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                <title>What am I doing.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 17:07:40 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Seriously.  I need to be writing an essay.  Pisha.  Dammit.<br />
<br />
I went 'Favorite and Wishlist' hunting today and yesterday.  Be sure to check out who I've added.  Because if you don't, I'll kick your ass.  <br />
<br />
Gah, cigarettes are sick.  Don't smoke, it's not fun.  Fuck you, Ben and your Reds.  I quit, dammit.  Dammmmmiiitt... now I stink.<br />
NO more.  I promise.<br />
<br />
I'm a senior.  I'm more like freshman material.  I'm too small to be a senior.  Gah.  There are some cutie freshy's though... I wish I was a freshman.<br />
<br />
Fifty-two.  I heart you.<br />
<br />
I need to cut my fingernails.  They haven't been this long in forever.  I can't stand having fingernails; they make me feel... fidgety.  Like I have to bite my nails.  And I HAVE TO if I have any.  Gross.<br />
<br />
I'm wearing my cowgirl shirt.  Come'ere, cowboy.  Take me for a ride.<br />
<br />
I won a belt buckle today off eBay.  It's not the one I wanted but I'm in dire need.  I'll be waiting for the one I really want for a later when I have more money.<br />
<br />
I need money. <br />
<br />
   I need the ZcZx52. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Random entry.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 29 Aug 2005 19:50:54 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I feel in love with someone on DA.<br />
<br />
Besides Dan.<br />
<br />
<strong>I love Cinquain.  Gallery.   Hot.  Oh.  My.  Fucking.  God.  I'm so jealous of the skill... </strong> ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Nostalgia. Like banana peels, dangerous and slimy.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Aug 2005 14:09:16 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Bryce and I talked on the phone for two hours, from 12 AM until 2, for the first time since June.  It was a heart break to hear how we sounded on the phone.  But we talked about everything, from our friend taking up smoking, destiny, and someone sending me text messages because they were drunk.<br />
<br />
I had a blast.  I also cried a lot.<br />
<br />
Today seems to be one of those days where you just do nothing.  Hell, my sister who wakes up early in the morning is dressed right now, but is taking her second nap of the afternoon.  And my mom is in the recliner with her mouth wide open, all the while my father practicing he's bowhunting skills and I just sitting here.<br />
<br />
I should have gone to the football game this afternoon to watch my Shawn play, but I woke up at 11 and read Stephen King's <em>It</em> until 2:30.  The game started at 3.  Oh well, there will be others.<br />
<br />
Speaking of football games, this year every sport that is a huge part of my school (aka: football and basketball -hates basketball-) has been moved around the school calendar.  All home games now will be on SATURDAY during the mid-afternoon, instead of FRIDAY at 7 like usual.  I think they'll be losing business.  People work on Saturdays during that time.  Fuckers.<br />
<br />
I had a dirty dream last night.  It had Spike and Jessica (from that soap opera <em>Passions</em>) in it, and Spike was trying to get Jessica to be a slut again.  He also said to bring a friend next time and that friend was me.  I was the slut and Jessica was just a goody-goody.  And it was vivid and well... <strong>dirty</strong>.  Like a porno dream.  Oi.<br />
Feh, I'm not a slut.  Just a make-out whore.<br />
<br />
School has been going well.  I'm planning on moving one of my classes to third hour so I can get out at 3.  That means I'll have to drop Ceramics II.  Hoffman will be upset... as will I.  Oh, CRAP!  That means D&S II will be gone next semester!  SUNDT!  OHEMGEE!  I'm sorry, guy.  I wanna get out early and hang with my friends, instead of getting out an hour later and not hanging out with them.<br />
<br />
AP English should be fun this year... my teacher is ugly; a short, heavy set woman with bad acne scars and a voice that would put you to sleep it's so soft and cunning.  She's a nice lady, anyway.  I just want to write... I like writing stories.  Not essays.  Essays are for losers.  If I would have taken normal English, I wouldn't have been able to write as much.  The bonus and the pain I'll go through to get what I want.<br />
<br />
That's all I have to say pretty much.  Neo is becoming more and more of a burden in my life, so I think I might quit.  I don't know yet though.  I have to think about it.<br />
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I'm out for now. ]]></description>
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                <title>Ahem.  Announcement.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 25 Aug 2005 15:36:37 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I, Vem H. Evinis, have returned from a grueling journey from the land of AP English.  But....<br />
<br />
I have not returned from the land they like to call <em>SCHOOL</em>.  This year is gonna b lyk, ong tuff (it actually is), and I'll probably only be online on the weekends.  Weep weep weep.<br />
<br />
At least I get to see my Bubby again, even if we aren't allowed with in two inches from each other --snickers--<br />
They don't know about the hiding place... <strong>yet</strong>. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Poking in.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 22 Aug 2005 14:01:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ What a dirty title.<br />
<br />
I'm just  going to say that I added a new ID (I took a little break from my homework to make it; shame on me).  But that's about it.<br />
<br />
I'll be back soon. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Leaving for a bit.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 18 Aug 2005 18:06:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm heading off of Neo/DA for a while.  I need to get my priorities straight.  I start school in less than a week and I need to get my English done.  I also have other things I need to be doing besides sitting on my ass all day doing nothing.<br />
<br />
I'll be on DA when I complete my tasks and the only time I'll be on Neo between now and then is to zap my pet.<br />
<br />
So yeah.  Later. ]]></description>
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                <title>Tonight is the night of all tonights.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2005 20:31:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I was just working on my new look up when it came to me:  I'm not feeling well at all.<br />
<br />
I don't know what it could be... lately, my father has been finding dead birds around the yard and what-not, saying that they could have died from West Nile.  And I'm sort of freaking out because West Nile has become exceptionally common anymore.  And I'm not one to over spazz out, but I feel pukey, headachey, bitchy, and just like crap.  And it's not yet that <em>time</em> yet.  Not for a couple weeks.<br />
<br />
Dude, I could die.  Maybe I should go get checked out.<br />
<br />
It could also be stress.  I've been rushing to finish my English (which isn't happening at all), debugging my proxies and whatever so I can update the guild website, plus all the West Nile symtoms I'm having... dear GOD!  I'm a wreck!<br />
<br />
I want someone who will hold me with tenderness and kiss my neck softly to hold me and tell me I'm beautiful.<br />
Not someone who will hold me with horniness and kiss my neck and leave hickies who constantly tells me I'm hott.<br />
<br />
I want someone who will open their heart for me, not open doors.<br />
<br />
I want <strong>him</strong>.<br />
<br />
I'm having deviantion block yet again.  I could I have one if I could get the image quality better.  Bleh.<br />
<br />
Ever since I started the guild website, the CL hasn't been loading for me.  I don't understand what's going on.<br />
<br />
I start school in like 8 days.  Jesus shat-cakes.  That's close.  I don't have any free hours though... that pisses me off.  I wanted to drop Ceramics II so I could have one free hour, but I don't think it's going to happen.  Hoffman will kill my ass if I drop it.<br />
And I don't want to drop Drawing and Sketching II because that's my forte.<br />
<br />
I JUST DON'T WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL.  I can graduate right now with 5 extra credits to my name.  But noooo, I have to take English 12 and another Social Studies before I can move on.<br />
<br />
I like the name Dan.  All the Dan's I know are sexy.  Hehe.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/smooch.gif" width="35" height="16" alt=":smooch:" title="Smooooch!" /><br />
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I'm scared to start school... mainly because I'll see Bryce again.  It'll be hard for both of us because we know what his parents are going to do if we say anything to each other.<br />
Cut me up and force feed my flesh to Bryce.<br />
Then again, I'm excited to see him... I miss him so much.<br />
<br />
Life's a bitch and then you fall in love.  Then it's just a huge bitch.<br />
<br />
Have I told you I'm getting a couple tattoos?  Yeah, well.  I am.  And you can't stop me.<br />
My fear of needles might.  BUT I WON'T LET IT.<br />
<br />
I really think my lips are sexy.  I really do.<br />
<br />
I'm done here... I'm going to go get some Pepto. ]]></description>
                <author>~mourningswallows</author>
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                <title>Bleh</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2005 12:44:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Stoled from =Levdir who yoinked it from ~Say-what-now.<br />
<br />
--Goth--<br />
Do you wear black eyeliner?: Yes.<br />
Do you own any black clothing?: Yes.<br />
Do you think about death often?: I do because my pills don't work.<br />
Do you want to die?: At times, yes.  Oh well.<br />
Are you a social outcast?: Depends on how you look at it.  I get a long with everyone.<br />
Are you pale?: Hell no..<br />
Do you like Hot Topic?: Not really.<br />
Total YES: 3<br />
<br />
--Skater Punk--<br />
Can you skateboard?: Before I fucked up my tailbone I used to... I guess I still do.  Just to get around.<br />
Do you wear Vans?: I just bought a pair of cheapos, so yes.<br />
Do you do stupid stuff with your friends?: Um, I think everyone does.<br />
Do you get in trouble?: Not really.<br />
Do you have any piercings?: No.<br />
Total YES: 3<br />
<br />
--Prep--<br />
Do you say the word "like": Not in the sense where it's practically Valley Girl.<br />
Do you shop at Abercrombie and Fitch?: That place smells weird.<br />
Are the A&F models hot?: The guys are, yes.<br />
Rock music is bad, right?: Shut the hell up you rap humping ghetto fucking tight wad wigga.<br />
Do you want to be in a sorority/fraternity?: I wouldn't at all, and I don't think we have them here in ND.  And if we do then it's over by Fargo.<br />
Into jocks/popular guys/girls?: Around here, people get along.  I date guys who I get along with.  It doesn't matter what circle they're from (except for the pop smokers and the I-dont-believe-in-bathing people)<br />
Are/were you a cheerleader?: No<br />
Total YES: 1<br />
<br />
--Hippie--<br />
Is your hair long?: I'm a girl, dimwit.<br />
Are you a vegetarian?: Vegs are full of shit.<br />
Do you own a tye dye shirt?: No... underwear, yes.<br />
Do you want peace?: Bleh, I do.  But we aren't going to get it.<br />
Do you want to save the animals: If you save the animals, you might as well save everything else.<br />
Is war bad?: I don't want to answer that question.<br />
Total YES: 1<br />
<br />
--Gangsta--<br />
Are you from the ghetto?: ND doesn't have ghettos.  We have alleys and ghost towns.<br />
Do you own "bling bling"?: Are my balls 'bling bling?'<br />
Do you like do-rags?: Your mom likes do-rags.<br />
How about hip-hop?: How about shut the hel up?<br />
What do you think about afros?: I think they're hawt and big.  I like big, hawt things (on the right people).<br />
Have you ever said 'fo shizzle'?: Don't be frontin'.<br />
Total YES: 2<br />
<br />
--Emo--<br />
Do you cry alot? Not a lot, but I cry.<br />
Do you have an ex?: Yes.<br />
Do you have an acoustic guitar?: Yes.<br />
Are you emotional?: I'm overly sensitive... I cry when I watch Extreme Makeover Home Edition.<br />
Do you like soft music?: I like you.<br />
Do people understand you?: Yepa.<br />
Do you write your own songs?: Of course.<br />
Is your hair dyed ?: I've never dyed my hair.<br />
Do you cut?: Ah, gah sharp objects --runs--<br />
Total YES: 7<br />
<br />
--Jock--<br />
Do you play any sports?: Yes, I run and wrassle.<br />
How important are they to you?: I WILL FOREVER LOVE MY WRESTLING TEAM!!  I love you <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /><br />
Do you pick on the geeky kids?: I'm one of those...<br />
What do you think about football? I like it... I get to plow over people<br />
Were you considered a bully by anyone?: HA!  I was the elementary school bully back in my day.<br />
Total YES: 5<br />
<br />
--Geek--<br />
Do you wear glasses?: I have to... I can't get contacts or else my eyes will get messed up more.<br />
Do you get good grades? Um... not realy...<br />
Are you smart?: Only ignorant people would answer that.<br />
Do you use an inhaler?: No<br />
Along with bad eyesight?: Um...<br />
Do you stick pens and calculators into your shirt pockets: No, in my back pants pocket.<br />
Does your mom buy your clothes?: She gives me cash.<br />
How often are you on the computer?: Whenever I'm bored.<br />
Do you ever get picked on?: In kindergarten.<br />
Total YES: 5<br />
<br />
--My Results--<br />
Geek: 5<br />
Goth: 4<br />
Hippie: 1<br />
Skater Punk: 3<br />
Emo: 7<br />
Gangsta: 2<br />
Prep: Like, 3<br />
Jock: 5<br />
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I'm a jock-wannabe emo kid.  Hm. ]]></description>
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                <title>Have a ducking food gay.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2005 23:53:04 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah.  I'm a little tired.  It's like, 1:30 AM.  I'm barely alive.  Hot damn.<br />
<br />
I got new glasses and I tell you what.  They make me look like a bitchin' hawt secretary prostitute.  I don't necessarily think that's a good thing but yeah.  At least I feel/look/am sexy.<br />
<br />
Sevan Naves.  It's mine.  Touch it, I kill you.<br />
<br />
He will be mine.  Oh yes.  He will be mine.<br />
<br />
I had a dream last night that my good friend Shawn --thump thump-- and I were hanging out.  We started flirting and crap and then I was like TO HELL WITH IT and I put him in a liplock.  And he pulled away and was like "I'm horny" then we kept making out and stuff.  He was good.<br />
<br />
It seemed so real... but what was weird that when I woke up from my extremely vivid dream, Shawn called my cell to tell me good morning (it was 6.  He had football practice.  I was pissed, not really).  And gah... he's so hawt.  I'll get a pic.<br />
<br />
I'm just going to talk about crap until 2.  I have twenty minutes.<br />
<br />
I got myself into a bat tournement.  It's where you have a plastic, Fisher Price bat and an opponent, and then you hit the crap out of each other until one cries uncle.  It's this Saturday.  I'll be kicking some ass since I'm all ramped up on roids.<br />
<br />
I hate needles.<br />
<br />
My sister's favorite kitty died today.  His name was Kitty.  He stopped eating and crap, so she and her boyfriend took him to the vet.  It turned out he had diabetes and like three other things that were wrong with him.<br />
They put him to sleep.  My sister is devastated.  I'm going to be like that when my dog dies.<br />
NOT MY ADOLF!!  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /><br />
<br />
Well, I got the guild webbie working, although something isn't letting me update right now.  I'm going to the library to do it tomorrow.<br />
<br />
I feel hawt sitting here in my cheeky undies and my sexy secretary glasses.<br />
<br />
My new lookup is averaging a 9.4/10.  Cool, I guess.  Yeah... <br />
<br />
TODAY'S NONSEXUAL WORD THAT SEEMS KINKY: entry<br />
<br />
My little cousin was over today.  We were watching this thing called Baxter's Postcards or something like that and lo, it was featuring North Dakota.  But what pissed me off about it was that they picked a family guide that was so hardcore on the Norway culture that they even spoke the fluent language, ate the food, and WORSE:  DANCED IN PUBLIC.  It made it seem like all NDans are like that.  At least they featured the sweet motocross stuff we have here.<br />
That's right.  We have MX.<br />
<br />
About 14 more minutes.<br />
<br />
I got grounded from driving anywhere by myself and my car in general.  I feel like a freshman.<br />
<br />
I think The Brother's Grim is going to be a good movie.  Judging by the previews, that is.<br />
<br />
Um.... I knew an old lady who swallowed a fly.<br />
No, she just commited suicide.<br />
<br />
Oooh, shit.  Someone called my cell the other day and was like, "I hope you fucking love your life now, bitch.  Because it sucks more than it ever."  And there was no caller ID.<br />
I used to get those all the time.  That was the first one in 3 months.  Holy shit, let's celebrate.<br />
<br />
I don't drink.<br />
I like Shawn.<br />
I've liked Shawn since 8th grade.<br />
We were in a band together.<br />
Then he figured he was too cool to have a band with chicks in it.<br />
That bastard.<br />
But we've been best friends.<br />
Gah, I'm like a little school girl in tights when I think about him.<br />
I want to lick his abs.<br />
And you know.<br />
<br />
10 more minutes.<br />
<br />
I don't think I can go on much longer.  Umm...<br />
<br />
Yeah.<br />
<br />
I think I'm going to jet then... I'm out of things to ramble about. ]]></description>
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                <title>Assholes.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 07 Aug 2005 15:14:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ As days go on, the more I feel like... crap.  You know?  Like when no one gives you the credit you deserve for doing something WAY WAY out of your way to satisfy them.<br />
<br />
Or like getting ignored.<br />
<br />
Or like getting yelled at because something just isn't perfect but you can't help it.<br />
<br />
Get it?  I hope you do.<br />
<br />
Anymore, I do things to make people happy and people either acknowledge I did it but don't say thanks or whatever, disregard that what I did ever existed, see that I did something but it's not the way they wanted it to be, or they just don't give a flying fuck.<br />
<br />
Maybe I should just become a huge bitch and stop doing things for people.<br />
Or groups of people.<br />
<br />
We'll see if anything gets done. ]]></description>
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                <title>You make me wanna.  You know.  Make a word problem</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 10:13:34 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I woke up this morning at 6:30 AM because I had a dental appointment at 8.<br />
It takes me exactly one hour to take a shower, blow dry my hair, get dressed, and put some make up on.<br />
It takes me a half an hour to get to my destination.<br />
<br />
I arrive at my appointment at approximately 8:03:14 AM.  I asked the receptionist how long it would be until my dentist would be able to see me.  She said about 5 minutes.<br />
<br />
I sat and read a woman's magazine for exactly 13 minutes, making it 8:16:14 AM when I was called back to the dentist.  It takes me 10 seconds to talk back into the office.<br />
<br />
I sat down in the chair and my dentist asked me how my summer has been as she lowered the angle of the chair's back from 110º to approximately 160º.  I said it was fine and that out of the 3 months I have been off, 2¾ of them have been lame.<br />
<br />
She cleaned my teeth for exactly 32 minutes, making it roughly 8:48:24 AM when I walked out.<br />
<br />
So the question is this:  What radio station did I listen to on the way to and from the dentist office?  Post your answers in your comments.<br />
<br />
----------------------------------------------<br />
<br />
I'm supposed to be cleaning my room.  But I want to rearrange it and I'm going to need a whole day to do it.  So I'll do it tomorrow.<br />
<br />
I just got yelled at for using a washcloth.  What the hell.  Sometimes things are gay here.<br />
<br />
I'm kind of bored so I'm going to go out and take pictures of random, useless crap things. ]]></description>
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                <title>Rub-a-dub-dub</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 02 Aug 2005 12:53:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Guess who's baaaaaack?!  ME!  YOU'RE LOVABLE AND CUTE VEM!  Kiss me, for I am sore, tired, and nicely tanned.<br />
<br />
I had so much fun this weekend.  I'll tell you the story.<br />
<br />
I arrived at the school we were departing from at 10 PM Thursday.  My new (hott) priest came to bless us before we left and he used a squirt gun to do it.  Man, he's so sexy.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blushes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blushes:" title="Blush" /><br />
<br />
I noticed a bunch of kids I didn't know, as being they're from Trenton.  I didn't think they were 'friendly' at the beginning.  But yeah, I'll talk about that later.<br />
<br />
I sat way in the back with my buddy Serena, BSed about people who piss us off, people who make us wanna make out, and yeah.  Typical girly chat stuff.<br />
<br />
I also drew a new picture in the mean time.  Check it out.<br />
<br />
We got to... I forget what it's called... at about 11 AM, had mass, then snooped around the huge cathedral.  It isn't as big as the Asumption Abbey, but whatever.  It was still nice.<br />
<br />
We got to St. Paul/Minneapolis at about 3 PM, took a shower, yadda yadda yadda.<br />
<br />
The first day of the conference was kind of... Williston people sided and Trenton people sided.  Slowly bur surely, everyone became buddies.  I made a new friend named Jordan and he's soooo cute.  I don't say hott because he's 3 years younger than me.<br />
Even though we had a little somethin' somethin' going on at Valley Fair.  Hehe... ahem.  Yes.<br />
I got a nice tan while there.  I feel extremely sexy, latinoey, and... tired.<br />
<br />
Ah gah, I had so much fun that I don't even know what to put.<br />
<br />
I made 8 new friends.<br />
I got a nice tan.<br />
I connected with God again.<br />
I bought new undies.<br />
I got Sneverpoo a cute panther stuff animal and strawberry air freshners.<br />
I talked to a Jamaican guy.<br />
I held hands and cuddled with a 14 year old --cue statitory rape charges--<br />
I helped old people.<br />
I earned the nicknames White Chocolate, Massagie, and Turf.<br />
I punch someone and I got a bloody knuckle.<br />
I got hit on by two extremely hott guys; one working at K-Mart (I went to him when I bought my undies) and one at Arby's.  I got their numbers, too.<br />
I am so tired.<br />
<br />
THAAT'S IS!  I GUESS!  I just had fun.  Yay. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Vem go to Minnesota for 5 days kthx</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2005 13:41:57 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Yeah, I'm leaving for Minnesota tonight at 10 CDT on a charter bus with my youth group.<br />
<br />
It's Steubenville North, bitches.  Come on.  And going to my priest's sister's private cabin has been added to the mix, plus half a day at Valley Fair.  Fun fun.<br />
<br />
I also get to gossip with my childhood best friend, Serena.  Though we've been friends throughout junior and senior high, we weren't the giddy two-some we were.<br />
<br />
Her being the beauty pagent, Barbie-doll playing goodie goodie, and me being the rebel, bullying, Ninja Turtle-crazed mongrel, you'd think that we would have hated each other.  Far from.<br />
<br />
Anyway, I'll be gone until August 2nd so you can celebrate my gone-ness when I depart. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/t/tears.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":tears:" title="Tears" /><br />
<br />
I have to buy my <em>guy friend</em> something since he bought me something while he was in Florida for the Disney Duals... the thing is, I don't know what to get him.  I'm thinking about getting him a magnet or a novelty pen, but yeah.  I'd feel like a bitch.<br />
<br />
For the OAAPLers, Daniel and my sister are going to be sitting my account.  Hopefully Daniel doesn't do anything stupid.  I want him to get me the BD avatars and transfer my pets from BBW over to BIN to get the avatars.  Owned.<br />
<br />
Well, I'm done.  I'll catch you guys when I come back.  Until then, miss me.  Kiss me.  Diss me.  <br />
Isn't that a No Use song?  I can't remember.<br />
<br />
Ciao, chilluns. ]]></description>
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                <title>Are your lips soft? Mine are pouty.</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 26 Jul 2005 19:41:53 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, it's about that time again.  You know, to write a journal entry and all.<br />
<br />
Today was yet another waste.  I had a date and got stood up again.  Doesn't surprise me at all.<br />
<br />
All the guys in my town suck.  If my town wasn't 85% old people and had more... younger people, yeah.  Maybe I could find a decent someone.<br />
<br />
North Dakota blows.  I'm moving to Canada, despite how much my family protests.  I do live like 70 miles away from the border.<br />
<br />
I wish you would come down and bring some decency to this hell hole.<br />
<br />
I have a lot of guy friends, but none of them think of me as girlfriend material.  Just... 'she's-my-buddy-best-friend-' material.  Maybe I should whore around like everyone else here.<br />
<br />
Nah, I like to keep my innocence -snort-<br />
<br />
Sex stories? Y for <em>yes</em>, N for <em>no</em>.  I expect an answer.<br />
<br />
Since I've rejoined dA, I've made a couple tight friends.  You know who you are.  <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/a/aww.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":aww:" title="Aww" /><br />
<br />
I leave for Minnesota Thursday night, just for a heads up.  So you can start missing me before time.<br />
<br />
Today's kinky, non-sexual word:  Metabolism<br />
<br />
I made a new ID.  It got a fav.  That's kind of creepy. <br />
<br />
I ache to make.<br />
Out.<br />
I rush for the lush.<br />
Lips.<br />
<br />
I think my dog is dying.  He's become sluggish.  And when he eats, he spreads his legs apart like a giraffe.  He never used to do that.  And he just kind of lays there anymore.  I'm sad now.<br />
<br />
Hm.  I'm out. ]]></description>
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                <title>Make love to me.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2005 20:35:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So here I am, lonely.  The <strong>H</strong> word.  And listening to a very nice CD I burned way, way, WAY back in the day.<br />
<br />
We turn our music down, and we whisper.  Say what you're thinkin' right now! <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/sing.gif" width="29" height="20" alt=":sing:" title="Singing" /><br />
<br />
Gah, that song so soo goooooood.  It makes me want to... take all the kids with broken hearts and just show them that it could help them, especially if something was really.<br />
Kids like me... {insert extremely sad, emo face here}<br />
<br />
Shaddup... I miss him.<br />
<br />
I made a new lookup today; I'll probably take a screenshot so you non-Neo people can see it.<br />
<br />
Swingin' Utters = Classic.  I'd do them.<br />
<br />
Which reminds me of this <a href="http://home.cogeco.ca/~husky66/Milk/">[link]</a><br />
Hehe.<br />
<br />
There's a few guys I have a nub for.  Kent.  Shawn.  You.  Yes, you.<br />
That is if you're a guy and you're nice/cute/funny.<br />
<br />
One thing that kind of... made me... weirded out over in England/Scotland last summer was the fact that their milk was stored in a cupboard, not in the fridge.  They got this system where it debacteriazes (that's not a word, see if I care) and sanitizes milk so it doesn't need to be refridgerated.  It never goes sour.  And it's like, you put it on your cereal and it's... warm.  Not right.  I like my Trix with ice cold milk.  <br />
Sometimes the milk is in a cereal box type thing, too.  Eee...<br />
<br />
You know who's really good looking?  Jake Gyllenhaal and all the nerdy science guys that play on all the CSIs, like Craig and yeah.  Oooh, baby.<br />
<br />
Um, yeah.<br />
<br />
I prefer guys with brown hair.  Not that it really matters; it's just an attraction.<br />
<br />
School starts earlier than expected this year.  A whole week earlier.  That means one week less to get my summer AP English homework done.<br />
<br />
Gaaaay.<br />
<br />
When I meet new people, they don't believe my name is November.  They're like, "Cha, and I'm December."  Then I'm all, "Kiss my ass, biatch."  Then yeah.<br />
<br />
I need to get back in my trick bike stance.  It'll give me something to do.<br />
I guess I do have that English homework to do.  Screw it.<br />
<br />
I got this <em>Wobbler</em> doohickey in my Frosted Flakes the other day.  It's this... thing that wobbles back and forth.  It has the Chesire Cat from Alice In Wonderland on it.  It's kinda neat, I guess.<br />
<br />
Propaghandi.  Owned.<br />
<br />
I guess I'm done.  Bet you're happy. ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 24 Jul 2005 20:44:56 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm sexy.  Kind of.<br />
<br />
My date blew me off.<br />
<br />
He's an asshole.<br />
<br />
I wish I could find a guy that isn't a dickhole in this town.<br />
<br />
My on-hold-boyfriend-because-his-parents-hope-I-rot-in-goddamn-hell was decent until his parents brain washed him.<br />
<br />
Fuckers.<br />
<br />
I feel extremely hostile and that makes me feel sexy.  It should be against the law for me to be/feel/act sexy.<br />
<br />
A girl who weights 105 and is 5 foot shouldn't be allowed to be sexy.  I mean, it would be allowed if models didn't have to be over 5'9 and have long legs.<br />
<br />
I can run 100 meters in 12 seconds, bitches.  No model can do that.  That makes me sexy.  Not really.  My calf muscles are huge.<br />
<br />
Sick.  I'm gross. ]]></description>
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                <title>I never learned how to read.</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 23 Jul 2005 20:16:17 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Which is a lie, but whatever.<br />
<br />
Today has been a waste up here in North Dakota, more so than usual.<br />
<br />
I woke up at 6 this morning for a job interview, just to get to the place to find out the interviewer partied too hard the previous night and what too hung over to make it.<br />
<br />
Then I got home, sat.  Went into the #CL for a couple hours.<br />
<br />
Left.<br />
<br />
Went to the guild for a couple hours.<br />
<br />
Left.<br />
<br />
Watched the Karate Kid.<br />
<br />
Went back into the #CL.<br />
<br />
Bitched about how lame Karate Kid III is.<br />
<br />
Left.<br />
<br />
Went back into the guild.<br />
<br />
Left.<br />
<br />
Went back into the #CL.<br />
<br />
Ate supper.<br />
<br />
Then left.<br />
<br />
Watched Cops/AMW.<br />
<br />
And now I'm back into the #CL.<br />
<br />
I usually have more production going on than that.<br />
<br />
I am really tired, really depressed, really pissed off for some reason, really horny (yes, I said it.  I want to make out with someone RIGHT NOW [males only, please <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/flirty.gif" width="30" height="26" alt=":flirty:" title="Flirtatious" />]), and yeah.  <br />
<br />
I'm having extremely bad deviation block.  I can't think of anything to draw, and what I do SUCKS BALLS.<br />
Kiss my ass.<br />
<br />
I need to get a new mouse.  Mine's clicker is getting run-down.  It either double clicks when I don't want it to or it doesn't click at all.<br />
<br />
I am sooooo tired.  I want a nice, hot, sexy male body to spoon with and kiss the tender spot on my neck.  Hehe.<br />
<br />
Ich haben eine Junge getan.<br />
<br />
I should write sex stories.  I think I would be good at it<br />
<br />
That German sentence says, "I did a boy," but wouldn't make sense over in Germany.  Oh well, my German teacher teaches us the dirty things.<br />
<br />
I think I'm too caring sometimes.  I mean, I don't even know people and I help them out with their problems.  BUT WHAT DO I GET IN RETURN!?  Nothing.  I need help with MY problems too, bastards.<br />
<br />
If I dare say, I think I'm underestimated.<br />
<br />
In closing, my favorite quote:<br />
"Gravity is not responsible for people falling in love." - Albert Einstein ]]></description>
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                <title>Things that piss me off.</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 22 Jul 2005 19:00:18 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ #1) Carson Daly<br />
#2) Sluts<br />
#3) When you're trying to pee in peace and a mosquito is feasting on you<br />
#4) People who back stab you<br />
#5) Pimps<br />
#6) People who don't finish their sentences and/or don't answer my questions<br />
#7) People who lie<br />
#8) Being without Bryce<br />
#9) How my low E string buzzes like some mother fucking insect caught in a vibrating machine.  Dammit.<br />
#10) Harry Potter ]]></description>
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                <title>Czech It Owwwt.</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 21 Jul 2005 09:54:06 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1.YOUR STAR NAME<br />
(first pet name + street you live on)<br />
Tiger 42<br />
<br />
2. YOUR MOVIE STAR NAME<br />
(grandmother's/father's first name + favorite snack):<br />
Viola Trix<br />
<br />
3. YOUR FASHION DESIGNER NAME<br />
(first word you see on your left + favorite restaurant):<br />
Shame All American Steak Buffet<br />
<br />
4. YOUR SOCIALITE NAME<br />
(silliest childhood nickname + first town where you partied):<br />
Poopalahpah Jamestown<br />
<br />
5. YOUR "FLY GIRL/GUY" NAME<br />
(first initial + first three letters of your last name):<br />
N-Evi<br />
<br />
6. YOUR DETECTIVE NAME<br />
(favorite animal + name of high school):<br />
Bear WHS<br />
<br />
7. YOUR BARFLY NAME<br />
(last snack food you ate + your favorite drink):<br />
Trix Strawberry Soda<br />
<br />
8. YOUR SOAP OPERA NAME<br />
(middle name + city where you were born)<br />
Hunter Williston<br />
<br />
9. YOUR ROCK STAR NAME<br />
(favorite candy + favorite musician's last name):<br />
Carmello Carlson (ee! Neal Carlson is sooo sexy)<br />
<br />
10. YOUR OPPOSITE SEX NAME<br />
(name of [opposite sex] friend + cell phone company you use):<br />
Bryce Verizon<br />
<br />
11. YOUR STAR WARS NAME<br />
(first 3 letters of your last name + last 3 letters of mother's maiden name /+/ first 3 letters of your pet's name + first 3 letters of the town you live in)<br />
Evites Adowil ]]></description>
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                <title>You think you can love me then leave me to DIIIE!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jul 2005 11:31:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Woot for Queen <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/w00t.gif" width="23" height="23" alt=":w00t:" title="w00t!" /><br />
<br />
Today has started out interestingly enough.  My friend Chris called at about 6 asking what was up.  Obviously I was sleeping, but nonetheless the told me to get ready, and he picked me up 45 minutes later.  We went swimming and went on a little road trip.  We're going out for ice cream here in a couple minutes.  I'm showing him my art.<br />
<br />
Late last night, I was on DA and I found Pyromaniac's drawing entitled Overwhelmed.  I love it... it's fantastic.  It's cute, yet scary.  I'd do it.  Cha.<br />
<br />
Well, I'm done here for a bit.  Later days. ]]></description>
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