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        <pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 10:03:34 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>Buh bye.</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 16:12:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Moving the account, tired ofthis one.<br />Cheers.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>I'M SEVENTEEN TODAY!!! YES!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 05 Mar 2009 14:08:34 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ PRAISE ME FOR LIVING THIS LONG!!!<br />I want presents, dammit.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Didn't I JUST put up a new journal...?</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 16:00:21 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ |1|.Post these rules<br />|2|.Each tagged person must post 8 things about their selves on their journal.<br />|3|.At the end you have to choose 8 people to tag, and post their icons on the same journal.<br />|4|.Go to their page and send a message saying you tagged them.<br />|5|.NO tag-backs.<br /><br />OKAY, since I got black-hole-gravity-sucked into this by ~AutumnsDaffodil, I guess I'll give it a shot. A-FIVE-SIX-SEVEN-EIGHT!<br /><br />!. I currently have Sing Sing Sing (with a swing) stuck in my head. <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zCTd78X8TUo&feature=related&fmt=18">[link]</a><br /><br />@. I rock a friggin sweet pair of square-framed glasses, cuz my eyes are two shades fom bein not-sucky.<br /><br />#. My perception of "strange" varies depending on my mood. To me, everyone else is the strange one! XD<br /><br />$. I HATE manga drawing styles today. They all look the same goddammit! And all the fanart freaks out there aren't making it any easier to deal with! Copying a crappy style in the first place is lame. Then you can't even do it WELL!? Have some dignity!<br />I miss the old mangas and animes. They had STYLE. They had CLASS. They had ORIGINALITY. Today you just get the same characters in different-colored Japanese schoolgirl outfits. PICK YOUR OWN DAMN STYLE.<br /><br />%. I'm a royal idiot with a bleeding heart for romance. I'd be lying if I said I didn't waste more than a few nights fantasizing about a certain girl.<br /><br />^. I've been harkening back to the days of pixelated glory like a beast lately. I really miss the old games. Why'd they have to go 3d so soon after I was born!? Oh, If only I was born in teh 80s like I should've been!<br /><br />&. There are people out there that I think deserve to die. Say all you like that no one deserves to have their lives taken away, but I'll probably never agree with you. Hitler? Bin Laden? Bundy and Manson? Hussein was a step in teh right direction; hang that bastard in the streets, Hell yes!<br /><br />*. On a decidedly happier tone, I think I've come to a decision. At least for now, until something else comes along to switch m mood faster than my head can spin. Sasodeioctembuary will be (hopefully) happy to know that I (for now) have decided to put off bein a quitter. I'm watching on the edge of my seat to see if I can keep this promise.<br /><br />--tagged crackuhs--<br />~sasodeioctembuary<br />~WildWinger<br />~vampiress2020<br />~Fred-Weasley<br />~NToonz<br />=Kaazi<br />=aeolus06<br />~Aalweihn<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>100 DEVIATIONS!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jan 2009 15:44:25 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Ah YEAH, SUN!!!<br />I made it, what now!?<br />Next stop: TWO HUNNERD.<br />yes<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Video game-videos are the 8-bit sh_t!</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 15:54:18 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OrD9V76P9fM&feature=channel">[link]</a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2fQ1aPEqrRY&feature=channel_page">[link]</a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4esyysFKRVE&feature=channel_page">[link]</a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4esyysFKRVE&feature=channel_page">[link]</a><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v4Byl7xcgM8">[link]</a><br />I can't breathe!!!<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>1st SCHOOL DANCE OF THE YEAR LAST NIGHT!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 14:33:00 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Oh my GOD!!!<br />THAT WaS FREEKING AWSOME!!!<br />Any one who knows me from school needs to build a time machine and go back in time to 6:00 pm last night so they can have an hour to get ready for and get to the dance with plenty of time to GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE!<br />I got a little action from the ladies [ -][T ]... and a lot of action from this one guy, like, four times... but I DON"T CARE!!! That's DANCING action, for the pervorts out thar.<br />I just wish I'd brought mah camra! SO MANY PICS would have been submitted! SO MANY!<br />I met some new friends, 2 of which don't even go to mah school-1 senior, another graduate (for graduate, see dude I got dancin action from 4 times earlier)<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Devious Journal Entry</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 14:21:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
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                <title>Dib Vote Part 1 Ready!!!!!</title>
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                <pubDate>Wed, 13 Aug 2008 18:21:05 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I have now submitted every member of the Dib Part 1 Series! You now have a full selection to choose from!<br />COMMENCE TA VOTIN!!!!!<br /><a href="http://thebat1tom2.deviantart.com/journal/">[link]</a><br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~theBat1toM2</author>
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                <title>Dib Vote Part 1</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 09 Aug 2008 20:17:08 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Mah "journal enhancements" tab is being really annoying right now, so I wnat you guys to vote on which version of mah Dib logo you like the most. You can find them all in the scraps. Just comment with the one you like the best. I'll probly add a few more over the next few days tho, so dont be too quick, but keep up! I'll let you know when i've uploaded the last one.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>Homophobia</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 24 Jul 2008 16:53:50 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Please, repost this in support of your friends and loved ones who are. Love is not defined by color, creed, sexual preference, or gender. Feel free to add your own story:<br /><br />I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.<br /><br />I am the boy who lives in silence because my voice reveals that my sex does not match my gender.<br /><br />I am the boy who never finished high school, because I got called a fag everyday<br /><br />I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.<br /><br />I am the one working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.<br /><br />I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.<br /><br />We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.<br /><br />I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.<br /><br />I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.<br /><br />I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.<br /><br />We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.<br /><br />I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.<br /><br />I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.<br /><br />I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.<br /><br />I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.<br /><br />I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.<br /><br />I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.<br /><br />I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.<br /><br />I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.<br /><br />I am a warrior for my country serving proud, but can't be my true self because gays aren't allowed in the military.<br /><br />I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.<br /><br />I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends I'm a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.<br /><br />I am the who isn't sure what she is. I am the who is rejected by her "best friends" because of a less-than-conventional crush.<br /><br />I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson."<br /><br />This is the boy, Matthew Shepard. On October 7, 1998 Aaron McKinney and Russell Henderson lead him to a remote area east of Laramie where they demonstrated unimaginable acts of brutality . Matthew was tied to a split-rail fence where he was beaten and left to die in the cold of the night. Almost 18 hours later he was found by a cyclist who initially mistook him for a scarecrow. Matthew died on October 12 at 12:53 am at a hospital in Fort Collins, Colorado. MURDERED BECAUSE HE WAS GAY!!!<br /><br />IF YOU BELIEVE THAT HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG... REPOST THIS<br />AS "HOMOPHOBIA."<br /><br />IF YOU ARE IGNORANT... IGNORE.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~theBat1toM2</author>
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                <title>A New Project (cosplay?)</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 17:47:44 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I got b-day monay, so I'm gonna start hittin the Army Surplus store down the road from mah house for stuff.<br />Gonna see if I can make a realistic lookin Kakashi Hatake...<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>*dammit*</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 19 Jun 2008 16:36:28 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ There seems to be a little mishap with my image-uploader-thingy as of late. Please disreguard the fact that I have the same deviation up 3 times in a row.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>GLADE: Prologue+Tagline</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 11:21:20 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ Tom looked stony as he held the needle high into the light. Across the glass was a torn sticky note labeled ÂFINAL DRAFTÂ in his signature scrawl. Inside was an amalgam of liquid nitrogen and a bonding agent he generated in the lab his father left to him. The light flickered between semi-light and pitch darkness in the midnight hours. <br />Deep inside the syringe, Tom saw the future; a new life for mankind, and a new life for him. After this, he would finally ascend to the status of a genius in society, where he truly belonged. ÂÂassuming it will actually work!Â his mind snapped irritably.<br />So many tests and so many dead endsÂ Tom wanted so for this agent to work. If it succeeded, it would bring a new era from which mankind could stand above all else once again-a new species of human being!<br />Human testing, out of the question; it wasnÂt illegal, but the fact that TomÂs intelligence was covert complicated things. Who would believe a twelve-year-old rewrote the genetic code of man single-handedly?<br />Animal testing, illegal, as most species were nearing extinction because of the Century-War. Greater men than Tom had been put away for life by the cause of attempting to combine the mystics of transmutation, with the physiology of carnivorous beasts-like the Lupis herpito of 1928Â a live were-dragon, rumored to have never been detained- he was out of options. This was the only way to see for sure.<br />ÂDad always said to look for the desert,Â Tom mumbled, preparing a sizable vein in his left arm. ÂMaybe this will help me know just what he meant by that.Â Look toward the reality of the desert for your answers, Tom, heÂd always say. Something about the desert being the truth was all that Tom could obtain from his father before heÂ <br />Tom shook his head. Tiny droplets flew from his cheeks. ÂIf the desert is the truth, then with this next step, IÂll find the desert if itÂs the last thing I ever do!Â He breathed in, and plunged the tip of a syringe pistol into his left forearm. He pulled the trigger and the amalgam ran through the needle into his blood. When the needle was empty, he pulled it from his skin roughly and watched carefully his arm; <br />Nothing at first. His limb merely laid normally, bleeding from the pinprick heÂd made, until it began to tingle badly. He flinched as strange sensations coursed through his arm, and spread to his chest, and to the entirety of his body. His mind began to swim, the edges of his vision became blurred, almost opaque. <br />Suddenly his knees went numb and buckled. He fell to the floor and his vision became completely obscured. He was overwhelmed by fatigue and numbness, and lost consciousness moments after hitting the floor. <br />Â<br /><br />In my mission, falter will I not;<br />lives shall end if I do.<br />I will neÂer show fear;<br />Hell holds not to me and my heart.<br />My body will never break;<br />the soul is one of indestructible power.<br />Difference separates me from many,<br />but these faults are my cross to bear,<br />and my tool for you who would see us to doom.<br />IÂll take my sword in my left hand,<br />my shield in right;<br />may my soul pierce the darkness,<br />and my mind protect me.<br />God-delivereth me not from evil,<br />but unto its lap, as to cleave it in twain. <br /><br />In my attack, I will neÂer hesitate;<br />Death will not forgive my sluggish mind.<br />Fear be-eth my weapon;<br />Hell awaits the souls of my enemies.<br />My body is immortal;<br />enemy souls shall replace my own.<br />Differences abound for me,<br />and those who would ridicule mine<br />are doomed to death by the very tools they laughed to.<br />My teeth are sharp,<br />my body: ripe with strength;<br />may the blood of my enemies be sweet,<br />and painted bright on their dead faces.<br />God pity me not,<br />for if he does, IÂll cleave him in twain,<br />And take his place as mine by right!<br /><br />This be the tale of courage in the face of fear.<br />GLADE<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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