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                <title>Long Awaited Update. I'm Sure.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2005 17:11:07 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mood: Content? I dunno<br />
Listening to: Hawthorne Heights- My  Heart is in O-hii-oooo<br />
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Hmm, so it's almost been two months  since I updated all of you...ok maybe  like 3 of you who actually read my  journals. <br />
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A lot has gone down. Tasha and I broke  up. It's ok though, I had lost sight of  what I wanted, what I started out with  and she really wanted that person back.  Maybe one day, when I grow up a little.  I'm actually doing well, I know it  sounds awful. <br />
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I got Cujo and Mr. P fixed and declawed  and they've been limping around the  past couple days. I'm going to start  playing with a local hardcore band and  I'll do some vocals/screaming. People  say all the time "chicks can't scream"  but you just wait. The only problem is  these guys hate emo. Or so they claim,  I know they're a bunch of softies. <br />
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I had a chance to go see Bury Your Dead  and Walls of Jericho, etc but passed it  up. Shh, don't ask why. ]]></description>
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                <title>birthday</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2004 22:18:37 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OK today is my birthday. I was  surprised with two birthday cakes,  flowers, etc. And this awesome vintage  suitcase. I was going to some party for  something else and it ended up being a  surprise, but now since i'm old and  stuff i got too tired and left before  it was over. Anyways, I'm about to fall  asleep in the chair, so goodnight  everyone. ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>1,000</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 30 Nov 2004 22:09:24 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ 1,000 pageviews everybody! Woo.<br />
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Other than that. Meh. ]]></description>
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                <title>Thanksgiving</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 27 Nov 2004 09:49:40 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So Thanksgiving went smoothly, but I  flipped out yesterday. To summarize, I  don't do well with my meds and  remembering to take them when not on my  usual schedule, so I actually attacked  my mother in public, then I was  harassed by a couple of guys who work  in a department store and now I have  fresh bandages on my right arm. It's  nothing bad really, I scratched my arm  until i bled which i haven't done in  years. God, I hate the holidays. ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Kiss my Rights goodbye</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 03 Nov 2004 17:55:51 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I guess it's official.<br />
<br />
I should've posted my dumb little  election sayings before it all went  down. No one is in the mood now.<br />
<br />
Here's two.<br />
<br />
"Don't vote for Bush cos he is one!"<br />
<br />
"Kerry isn't a fairy, but he supports  them! Vote for Kerry 2004." ]]></description>
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                <title>..Update</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 25 Oct 2004 20:54:13 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Listening to: The Boy Who Blocked His  Own Shot-Brand New<br />
Mood:<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wtf.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":wtf:" title="WTF?" /> What the F--k?<br />
<br />
So the girl that got me into trouble  w/the law ( I didn't do shit to get in  trouble) came by, risking her ass by  parking in my driveway. Oh, she told me  her feelings and all, she apparently  wants to get over me but anytime she  sees me somewhere she can't help but  smile and she talked about being  reminded of me with almost everything. <br />
<br />
This looks like a trend, huh? Well, to  those who know.  <br />
<br />
A friend's dog had 11 puppies, they're  half germanshepard/husky mix( the mom)  and it seems like a great dane got  ahold of her. There's mostly black  ones, then about 4 brindle. We'll be  keeping a brindle one and I've got a  name picked out already and everything.  Bane....I dunno why. Actually i do.  It'd be awesome to name a big dog that,  I always wanted to name a horse Bane  but great danes basically qualify. <br />
<br />
Oh...this song reminds me of Shane off  the L Word: Me vs. Madonna vs. Elvis  also by brand new. Anyone who watches  it should listen to that song and see  if they think so too. Woo, everyone has  a task now!<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/boogie.gif" width="25" height="25" alt=":boogie:" title="Boogie!" /><br />
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<br />
Oh yeah, and Texas killed Tech 51-31 <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/h/horns.gif" width="16" height="16" alt=":horns:" title="Horns" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Sleeps Alone Tonight</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 19:27:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mood:<img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lonely.gif" width="39" height="18" alt=":lonely:" title="Lonely" /><br />
Listening to: The Postal Service- The  District Sleeps Alone Tonight<br />
<br />
I haven't heard this song in awhile,  but it's one I have on my mp3 because  Tasha likes it a lot. But I had the mp3  list on random and so it came up, and  all of our memories from living  together before she left just rushed  in, and it amazed me how much i had  forgotten. And how much I miss and  love. The way her eyes gleam when she  looks at me, the way her voice sounds  when she talks to me, the way she  touches me, the way I know she cares,  everything. I don't know, it just  really made me miss her even more and  so I fell into a crying fit. Her being  on business for 4 months is really  throwing off my aura, because I'm not  acting like me. Oh well, it's only  untill christmas break, right?<br />
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and wtf, thats so biased? I'm going to  start calling it SOLSTICE break in  front of EVERYONE! ]]></description>
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                <title>Hark</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2004 19:18:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well i think the reason this huge  illiterate block has settled in stands  because of my meds. of course, theyre  mood stabalizers and so then they make  me neutral, thus i have no true emotion  to drive me to write. anyways. it  sucks. but ive been skipping them a lot  lately and it does feel a lot better,  tho i can be an abusive bitch or  otherwise without them...hmm i dont  know what to sacrifice, my nice self or  my talent? ]]></description>
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                <title>uggg</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Aug 2004 18:01:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Everyday i say to myself "ok, 'im going  to write today. i need to write." and i  dont! and its making me depressed. when  i sit down to write i cant. it makes me  so sad! what is the matter with me, i  write. i write all the time, why not  now? im getting so frusterated with  myself. ]]></description>
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                <title>I miss</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2004 09:30:49 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I miss my baby. She's in europe on  business for four months. Who actually  does that to a person? It's not even  been a full week and it's seemed like  decades, it's so hard living without  her. Even the small things get me down,  and it's like it's the smallest things  I can't live without. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/l/lonely.gif" width="39" height="18" alt=":lonely:" title="Lonely" /> I miss my baby. <br />
<br />
She just made a page and is bummed she  doesn't have any page views. It's kinda  empty right now but everyone go welcome  her <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" />. ~<a href="http://cynical-human-view.deviantart.com/">cynical-human-view</a> ]]></description>
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                <title>August</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 16:34:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I really don't like August. I haven't  written anything in two months. not as  in journal wise, as in anything. as in  im a writer, i write, i never put it on  here because its usually things i keep  to myself but i write everything, prose  and poetry and songs and i havent in  two months. I want to write today. I'm  finding it difficult to come up with  words, it's like im expecting them to  just spew out of the keyboard or pencil  or whatever utensil it is i decide to  use at that moment in time. I used to  write every night, and day and morning.  Laptop here and there, ready for  journeys and another story, ready to  seduce me for poems and songs. Journal  notepads and pencils with friendly  faces. I need to write, i crave the  feeling. My psychiatrist wants me to  write, he craves my writing. He wishes  i would've gone to one of those  universities as well. ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Death</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2004 12:01:52 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I guess I haven't been here in awhile,  and I'm writing to report a death.  <br />
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I've been watching my mothers dog while  she's been on vacation. Today, I came  home for lunch and found that her dog  had killed the kitten we decided to  keep. Black Mamba. He was lingering  round the basket for a few days, being  very protective and I guess he just  wanted to play. I find out why on earth  it had to be her. It sounds cruel, but  she was albino, rare complete with pink  eyes and all. They reached 3 weeks of  age yesterday.  She was always well  behaved and so completely adorable and  didn't mind hanging around humans.  She  would have been so beautiful. Everytime  i think about it I weep uncontrollably  for at least 10 minutes. at <i>least</i> ten  minutes. i keep waiting for myself to  wake up, and I can't believe she's  dead. The basket seems so empty. It  sounds so stupid but it's amazing what  hapiness a small package can bring into  your life, and the second its gone it's  like your world falls apart.  I'm not  even going back to work. Cujo is  walking around looking for the kitten  and it's killing me.<br />
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xxWes ]]></description>
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                <title>Kittens</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 06 Jul 2004 16:49:46 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Cujo had her litter of kittens today.  There are 5, two black and whites, a  grey and white, a solid white and a  solid grey. I named the white one Black  Mamba. theyre so cute! ]]></description>
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                <title>Kill Bill</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2004 21:45:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ We watched Kill Bill Volumes 1&2 over  the week, but we downloaded the second  one. It turns out we had the french  version and had to look up the script  and about half of the movie seems to be  missing. I don't get it. <br />
<br />
But it still kicks ass. The movie was  in english, but the dubbing from  japanese was into french. it sucked.  but still, half of the movie was  missing but it all still managed to  make sense. I don't know.<br />
<br />
Best movie ive seen in awhile tho, it  kicked butt. ]]></description>
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                <title>missyoutoo</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jun 2004 22:33:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh baby why do I miss you like I do<br />
Oh I miss my sweet<br />
And the birds all singing blue<br />
And white<br />
And white <br />
Call me on your way back home, dear<br />
Cause I miss you<br />
Honey I ain't nothing new <br />
Oh baby why did I treat you like I did<br />
Honey I was just a kid<br />
Bubblegum on my shoe<br />
But you love me and I love you <br />
Call me on your way back home, dear<br />
Cause I miss you<br />
And I just wanna die without you<br />
Oh I just wanna die without you<br />
Yeah I just wanna die without you<br />
Without you Honey I ain't nothing new <br />
<br />
Ryan Adams- Call Me on Your Way Back  Home ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Back</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jun 2004 10:49:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ So it's been awhile. Just got back from  a week and a half in Texas. I had two  weddings to go to, and I was actually a  bridesmaid in one of them. Heh,  *rollseyes*.<br />
<br />
I bought new guitar strings tho, and  restrung all the guitars but the  acoustic sounds a little more lonely  than it should, I don't know if that's  my fault or just because of the strings  I put on it. <br />
<br />
I forgot how much Texas makes me laugh,  how uptight the people are. As Ferris  Bueler once said, theyre wound up so  tight you could stick a lump of coal up  their ass and in two weeks you'd have a  diamod.<br />
<br />
That'd be a great money maker, huh? I  haven't had those kinds of stares in  months. It was almost nostalgic,  actually. But in my small town everyone  got used to the local lesbian so the  glares wore off. I guess it's that  obvious? Maybe its all up in my aura. <br />
<br />
Anyways, my camera was broken by some  17 year old brat. I hadn't even really  got to use it yet either, it was used  and Tasha bought it as a gift and it is  one of those really nice ones you know,  with the quality digital will never be  able to capture. i left it sitting on  the coffee table near the couch i was  sleeping on at my grandmothers house  and when i woke up the rewind crank was  pulled out and the crank was up to 33  when last i checked it was on 4. the  spring that holds the mirror up inside  the camera is also missing. heh, i was  pissed. excuse me, thats a little bit  of an understatement. <br />
<br />
i told him not to fuck with other  peoples things even if its sitting out.  its not an open invitation for gods  sake, my god its not like its a throw  away camera you dont just screw with it  like its a 2 cent whore.<br />
<br />
anyways, i didnt say it to that extent.  i just said hey dont fuck with my  camera, then i gave a came to jesus  talk on how its not nice blah blah. im  a nice person inside, really.<br />
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anyways, im off. xxWes ]]></description>
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                <title>E String and Pathetic</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 31 May 2004 14:35:59 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I broke my low e string on my guitar. I  don't know how. I didn't change the  strings that long ago, maybe two weeks.  I have three other guitars I could play  on but you know how you have that one  that you just prefr over the others?  I've had this one the longest, it'd  feel too much like cheating. We've been  through too much together. I was  playing the song i wrote most recently  I was getting ready to make a rough  record and mess around editing crap  with it on my computer and my fucking e  string just snaps at the bottom. I   think i have extras somewhere but i  don't know where ive put them. i dont  even write heavy shit anymore, then  somehow i break the low e. tell me,  how...how?! it wasnt toostretched  either because it had been fucked with  at a party and some ass janked it out  of tune so bad i had to take it in to  the shop and they had to take every  thing fucking off and put it back on. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/doh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":doh:" title="Doh!" />  well well.<br />
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oh yeah, im pathetic not only because  of this. it's because tasha's favorite  tellie show [what not to wear] on TLC  is having a marathon today. [yah i  know, most of you hate it i dont really  like it either.] but see, she's gone  for the week and im finding myself  moping around the house in one of her  sweatshirts and curling up on the sofa  watching it. she called earlier, we  watched an episode of it together over  the phone. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/blushes.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":blushes:" title="Blush" /> i feel like such a loser.   yeah, ahem. im gonna go now, <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/w/wink.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=";)" title=";) (Wink)" /> ]]></description>
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                <title>[Belated] Spring Cleaning</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 29 May 2004 16:09:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ OKay, so I'm a few weeks late on  cleaning. <br />
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But my personal studio/room/office that  is all my own actually has a floor.  Wow! I've reaaranged some furniture,  got around to organizing some thing,  etc. It's not the best anyone's ever  seen, but it's the best to my ability  which is pretty good since I am not an  organized person at all. <br />
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I got a new retainer yesterday. Boy am  I thrilled. You know, losing the  invisaline retainer in the first place  was one of the worst mistakes ive ever  made. My teeth decided they hated each  other, then i had to pay $250 bucks for  one of those heavy duty reinforcer  retainers. You're supposed to go  through this kind of thing in Junior  High, and High School and here i am  attempting to be smooth and speaking  with a lithsp. ]]></description>
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                <title>Blondes...who needs em?</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 27 May 2004 13:34:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <b>Mood:</b>Brainless <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/b/brainless.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":brainless:" title="Brainless idiot!" /><br />
<b>Music</b>The Calendar Hung Itself - Bright  Eyes<br />
I do. I'm blonde, I obviously can't  live without myself. I usually go for  blondes anyways. But not slutty  blondes, don't worry. the cute ones.  annnyways. <br />
<br />
that sounded a lot more conceited that  i meant for it to. but ive spent the  past two days trying to remember how  the hell i make a journal entry on here  and i finally figured it out again.<br />
<br />
im such a genius.<br />
<br />
tasha won't be back until thursday, it  turns out. I'm having to meet her in  dallas at the airport and my flight  will arrive about 2 hours before hers  so ill be killing time. so, i finished  the exam to get out of school today and  ill be getting my cosmetology license  soon. hopefully. <br />
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When i dyed my hair blonde last week i  think all of my brain mass washed out  with the red. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/d/doh.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":doh:" title="Doh!" /> <br />
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I keep losing wait. when i stepped ont  he scale this morning and it said  106.5, i dont think its too healthy  when you're 5'7". <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/s/skull.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":skull:" title="Death!" /> <br />
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Other than that life is dandy. ]]></description>
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                <title>It's hard to name these things</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2004 18:18:43 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have to be in my aunt's wedding next  weekend. I'm taking all my tests this  week that will determine me getting my  cosmetology license. I've got a whole  loft to clean, and I just dropped my  girlfriend off at the airport and I  won't see her until tuesday night. It's  so empty. Well, not really...we have 3  enormous dogs and 2 cats so im not  completely alone but you know, i feel  like it. It must suck having to be gone  for so long then being home for about a  day then getting back on a plane and  going to a hectic wedding. It's all  good, there will be booze. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="XD" title="XD" /> jk. ]]></description>
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                <title>drama</title>
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                <pubDate>Tue, 18 May 2004 19:22:47 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Drama is supposed to end once high  school ends right? After closing night  on saturday some "sorrority" girls Gin  goes to school with invited me out with  them, we've gotten along the whole  preparation so i agree and call gin to  tell her not to pick me up, that ive  made other plans and she seems ok with  it and then asks what ill be doing so i  tell her who im going out with and she  says "well, you can just tell me when  you're finished hanging out with <i>them</i>"  click. oook, so the girl must be  jealous i have new friends. new friends  she absolutely hates. today she walked  up to me and said she couldnt believe i  thought she was jealous and that i  "fucked with the wrong girl."....then  she murmured something about starting  rumors and "them" not wanting to hang  out with me again. tell me, who does  this when they are twenty years old? I  said "ok, if you'd like." just went  back to whatever i was doing. nobody  seems to want to grow up these days.  including my damn flowers. ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>burdadumdum</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2004 18:58:15 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Just humming away. I was in a very  pissed off mood earlier, because i had  already checked out with all of my  groceries when i realized i needed  chapstick. so i saundered my way out to  the car and growled at the bag boy and  scared him away then turn on my car,  and Hard to Handle by the black crows  was on so cranked it up and pulled out  like one of those blind jackasses that  everyone hates. the difference is I  know im doing it, tho. i am also pissed  because i spend time outside with my  herd garden, only three of my herbs  decided to grow. my kitty sat on the  pot that was sprouting rather nicely  however, the other is coming along and  i cant tell if the other was replaced  by a weed or not. its awful, ive played  my guitar to the dears, sang to them,  talked and even blown them kisses and  they still wont grow. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/f/frown.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":(" title=":( (Sad)" /> if anyone were  to spill their soul out to me with a  guitar id definitely grow for them. i  taught a kid that's trying out for drum  major the salute i did when i held the  position. *sigh* ahh, how i miss  marching.  ill have to go back home  during marching season just to watch  the games, and all. im out of school,  and still the biggest band nerd. ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Oh happy day</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 09 May 2004 00:14:07 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well, not a completely happy day. but a  happy moment to say the least. i just  changed the channel to cartoon network  which i havent had the time to do in  many moons and FLCL is on! calooh  callay! this is a WONDERFUL show, tho  theres only 6 episodes. it really sucks  the creator had to die. :sigh: ahh  haruko...what a genius! ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Never talk about windows</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 03 May 2004 12:23:36 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ You see friends, windows xp and i have  a love hate relationship. i love it  when it works then it screws up and i  hate it then it hates me back and  decides to hang out with the wrong  crowd and it gets viruses. many of  them. in my last entry i was  badmouthing windows and then it got  pissed off at me and i went of vacation  over the weekend and i came back and  now it wont stop crashing and now im  going to have to fucking re install  windows. great. im serious, never ever  badmouth your computer, it has ears. ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>oh my lands</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2004 19:08:31 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Windows is a big fuck up. it's always  bossing people around saying "windows  wants to close this window" or "you  cannot drag and drop an item from the  windows task bar." well fuck you  windows, it was an accident ok? i didnt  mean to. i think you're stuck up  windows. only stuck up people talk in  third person, you bastard. anyways.  yeah. i was supposed to drive to dallas  today but i had to work till late.  well, until close anyways. which isnt  late but what the hell. i wrote some  more of my little guilty pleasure,  though its coming slowly because im  still at the flirt-beforeyou-fuck stage  of it. of course there will be more to  it. that's just probably what most  people will use it for, because  everyone knows about my expanded  knowledge/experience of sex which is  often related to in my local community  as the "lesbian abyss". they dont call  me that because im like...nevermind. im  just...i guess if you go in a room  there will be one girl that leaves  crying? <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/letters/=p.gif" width="15" height="15" alt=":P" title=":P (Lick)" /> it helps. but lemme tell ya,  how are you supposed to write about the  45 minute orgasm when, by definition  they are "short and intense". well  shit, fuck me. not literally, tho  ladies. im taken. heh. <img src="http://e.deviantart.com/emoticons/x/xd.gif" width="15" height="15" alt="XD" title="XD" /> ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Fuck</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2004 17:14:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Well my new rolls of film i just sent  off wont be back for two weeks. Dammit.  I really need some photoediting program  on my computer so i dont have to go  spend money on black and white film  then wait two weeks to get it back. I  got my window fixed. My brother was  visiting and he fixed my computer up  some, but not a lot. The only thing he  really did was buy a spyware killer and  delete kazaa. Only when he deleted  Kazaa he erased the files so that when  he later left and i secretly downloaded  kazaa again all of my songs would be  gone. curses. just got my haircut. it  feels good to let my scalp breathe  again! ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Mediocre Days</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 19 Apr 2004 14:33:33 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Today was one of those days that had  enough bad in it not to be good. It was  mediocre. I couldn't sleep last night,  i laid in bed for probably 3 hours  before i actually fell asleep. <br />
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You realize a lot when you're staring  at the ceiling.<br />
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I woke up too early again. It's  happening a lot lately, i wish i didn't  have anything to worry about but then i  probably wouldnt be much of a person. i  stepped on the cat, then stuck myself  in the finger with a safety pin. when  things like that happen it makes you  wonder why something so sharp got the  name "safety". I ended up being late to  "beauty school." i hate the fact they  call it beauty school, i dunno it makes  it seem less interesting. Maybe if they  called it "X-treme" Hair. I dunno.   Anyways. I'll add more later. Oh yeah!  I finally finished the fucking second  chapter of my fanfic today. Ive been  working on it forever! ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Hope</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Apr 2004 21:15:27 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mammograms, fighting, money. All  problems and I feel like I'm falling  out of love. I don't want to and I'm  finding myself fighting with her, with  myself, with everyone. I'm in a hole  and I can't get out, and i just need  help and a savior. Where are they now? ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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                <title>Showtime</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 11 Apr 2004 21:49:30 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ It's odd how a television show can be  so addicting isn't it? You get to know  the characters, you're there with them  through everything and it's like you  just lose yourself for one hour out of  the week to deal with other people's  problems. But for some reason, you like  it. I don't think I'll ever understand  the point of it all, worrying about  something that's not real. <br />
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Television shows can be life changing.  Hell, it could even bring you to an  epiphany. I don't know how many people  watch Showtime's The L Word, but i  certainly do. In fact i just watched  the season finale, and I feel sadly  enough as if I've lost a huge part of  me. Perhaps a crutch on an escape that  won't be there every Sunday at 9 as I  need it. <br />
<br />
It's not just the fact the show is  about the lives of different lesbians,  and the fact I'm a lesbian. It's the  fact this whole season I've been able  to relate myself to the promiscuous  Shane McCutcheon. The old me anyways, I  got a girlfriend and settled down, sort  of. Let's just say I've definitely been  around and leave it at that. <br />
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But it wasn't till this last episode  that I realized its not just Shane I  can relate myself to, its Bette. A  woman who is sucessful and who has been  with the same woman with 7 years.   Almost anyways. SHe cheats on her girl  twice during the finale. Now, there's  nothing successful about me. I didn't  go to college, I'm gay, my parents hate  it, I'm going to try and live life as a  cosmetologist, cutting hair.  I slept  around, now I dont. End of story, or so  I thought. 7 months ago or so I was  into drugs, alcohol, etc. I've been  with my girl for a year and 3 months.   She is a good girl, 20 and has never  done drugs in her life. She lost her  virginity to me. <br />
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I always told her I loved her. I did. I  do. But something drove me past that.  We were having problems I didn't think  I could deal with, so I go out to have  a good time. For about two months  straight. I happened to cheat on her 4  times or so. Once with another, then  another, then another, then the first  two at the same time. I regret it and I  would give anything to get that time  back and make something better with it.   I never told her about it. Till  tonight.<br />
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I saw the finale tonight and it made me  realize how much it means to have  honesty in my relationship. I broke  down and eventually told her. She said  she's happy I waited to tell her,  because she wouldn't have made it  through another day if I had told her  back then. We won't get into it tho. <br />
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Is there a moral to this post? I don't  know, just rambling. For all of you  that say you're love a person and then  you go cheat on them because things get  hard, just get over it, because  eventually you're gonna need that  person so much more than you ever  needed them before. ]]></description>
                <author>~oneandonly</author>
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