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  <title>Waiting on a red light</title>
  <subtitle>Still remaining calm</subtitle>
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    <name>Whatsername</name>
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  <updated>2007-02-20T23:26:13Z</updated>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2007-02-20T15:25:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-20T23:26:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-20T23:26:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember back in the day when it was ALL about Livejournal.&amp;nbsp; Now it's fucking MySpace.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:44190</id>
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    <title>I never update this thing anymore...</title>
    <published>2005-11-05T06:17:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-05T06:17:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">However, I felt I needed to post this, so go to this site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pulseartscenter.org/"&gt;http://www.pulseartscenter.org/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:43972</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-08-06T17:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-07T00:37:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-07T00:37:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I fucking give up.  I can't please anyone anymore.  Nothing compares to the constant feeling that everyone is diappointed in you.  No fucking wonder I deal with things the way I do, it's the only time I ever get to feel decent about myself.</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-08-05T20:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-06T03:43:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-06T03:43:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">See how many bandnames you can find in these lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi Driver by Gym Class Heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took cutie for a ride in my deathcab&lt;br /&gt;She tipped me with a kiss I dropped her off at the meth lab&lt;br /&gt;Before she left she made a dashboard confessional&lt;br /&gt;And spilled her guts in cursive but whats worse is&lt;br /&gt;I could still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate&lt;br /&gt;Oh my and in a funny way it irritates&lt;br /&gt;So high but no chance&lt;br /&gt;My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;But I imposed her like hey mercedes why the long face&lt;br /&gt;Why you cryin? theres no need&lt;br /&gt;Just put on this coheed and fallout&lt;br /&gt;Boy meets girl jimmy eat world&lt;br /&gt;But Schlep eats pills till hes all out&lt;br /&gt;Not once not twice she was thrice times a lady&lt;br /&gt;Mackin on brand new, but I had to&lt;br /&gt;Bounce over to the postal service to&lt;br /&gt;Pick up these pills that take care of my nervousness&lt;br /&gt;And all the way I saw planes that were mistooken for stars&lt;br /&gt;She played games but she took em too far&lt;br /&gt;At the drive in&lt;br /&gt;Watching soft porn and you can tell&lt;br /&gt;By the trail of the dead, that there was somethin in the popcorn&lt;br /&gt;I hop in my cab destination midtown&lt;br /&gt;Just to get up with some kids that like to get down&lt;br /&gt;I'd made my rounds and that was that&lt;br /&gt;In between the frowns and scraps and heart attacks&lt;br /&gt;And I remember I seen her ass in early november&lt;br /&gt;On a thursday takein back sunday for a refund&lt;br /&gt;She shot a wink like no hard feelings&lt;br /&gt;Then she jetted to brazil man them pills had me spun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the story of the year right here&lt;br /&gt;This is hot water music&lt;br /&gt;Put ya ramen into it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:43340</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-07-21T11:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-21T18:33:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-21T18:33:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Alkaline trio and rise against, here we come...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:43230</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-07-19T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-19T23:57:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-20T18:14:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I was driving in my car the other day, listening to swing life away by rise against, and the lyric "I won't cross this street until you hold my hand" got me thinking:  I don't think anyone realizes how unappreciated human touch is.  I don't mean that in the sexual tense, either.  I mean it as in someone just holding you or your hand, alomost like a feeling of security.  I mean, you have to look at it this way:  you hear about people who are in therapy because their mother never held them and their father never said I love you, and meant it.  Random, I know...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:42757</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-07-12T10:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-12T17:54:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T17:54:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is really dumb but for some reason, it bothers me so much when people don't send reply texts relatively soon after you send yours.  Does that bother anyone else, or am I alone on this one?</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-06-20T19:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-21T02:45:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-21T02:45:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">To the people that this applies to:  Are you going to that Charter reunion thing at the old campus on Saturday?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:42483</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-06-12T18:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T01:41:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T22:39:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As of now I have officially been a highschool graduate for over a year.&lt;br /&gt;Goddammit, I feel old.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:41971</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-06-02T10:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T17:51:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T17:51:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to cave today and buy a Coach bag, more specifically, either:&lt;br /&gt;this one: &lt;a href="http://www.coach.com/shop/product_nobefree.asp?product_no=6582&amp;category_id=68"&gt;http://www.coach.com/shop/product_nobefree.asp?product_no=6582&amp;category_id=68&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Or &lt;br /&gt;this one: (yes, I suck at doing cuts.) &lt;a href="http://www.coach.com/shop/product_nobefree.asp?product_no=6582&amp;category_id=68"&gt;http://www.coach.com/shop/product_nobefree.asp?product_no=6582&amp;category_id=68&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:41614</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-05-31T15:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-31T22:58:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-31T22:58:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had the most bizaar dream the other night:  I had moved out and gotten an apartment in San Francisco with Tiana and Chelsea.  And the funny part is that it felt totally fine, not all awkward (sp) and off, like we had kept in touch and made this joint decision to move out with each other.&lt;br /&gt;Strange.</content>
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    <title>Breathe...</title>
    <published>2005-05-17T20:24:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-17T20:24:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently I have to get at least an 85 on my math final... just to pass it with a C.  Although he did say that given how low my test average is, he would certainly consider giving me a C overall in the class if I just get a B on the final...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bold&gt;&lt;i&gt; Just Breathe...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/bold&gt;</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-04-23T11:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-23T18:40:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T19:34:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm glad to be dancing again, and a lot of people are telling me that I'm getting stronger... So why do I find it so hard to believe them?  Thank you, mother fucking charter, for that one.  I think I'm going to have lunch with the company director/teacher on tuesday, since we don't have classes on that day, and since I never work on tuesdays or thursdays, just to discuss things, since she's real big on communication, I gather.  It's kind of funny how you think you're totally over a problem you were dealing with, but it comes back twice as hard a year later.  Old habits die incredibly hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I think my body's trying to detox, but I'll set that straight sunday.  Tuesday was the first day I'd taken class straight in a while, and it's funny being able to remember things you did instead of basically walking around in a stupor, simply doing things you're told to do without asking any questions.  Actually, that's kind of how I am anyways, so I guess that's not much of a stretch, is it?</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-04-09T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-09T17:31:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-09T17:31:20Z</updated>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2005-02-12T20:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T04:44:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-13T04:44:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;really&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; need to make an appointment to see a doctor.  My breathing has become so shallow that lately I have to try to take a super deep breath just to compensate for the lack of oxygen.  I find myself feeling like I haven't even taken a breath sometimes, like that whole joke about the blonde needing the listening tape to remember to breathe, except this time, it's not funny and there's no joke to be found.  Goddamn you body, why are you shutting down on me now?  Watch, I probably have something like endocarditis.</content>
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    <title>Moving day.</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T06:05:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T06:05:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I'll be moving out of my house(s) in either a few months or a year, depending on how much I work in the upcoming months... Should be fun/exciting/scary.  $700 a month for a three bedroom in Natomas, minus utilities.  With Stephanie and her friend Chelsea, who I get along with well.  I'm worried, though, that my parents will cut me off completely, save for tuition.  That means I'll be paying for gas, insurance, payments, and groceries.  But at least I won't be spending a huge amount on rent.  I think it would be fun.  And I would be close home.  It's just that my dad and I find ourselves fighting more frequently than ever.  I really  can't deal with it anymore.  He goes to his room, I go to mine, and that's my night.  We shall see.</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2004-08-20T17:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-21T00:21:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-21T00:23:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I made a new (sort of) journal. It will be my primary one, and I may or may not clean out my friends list, I haven't decided yet. I may make it a friends only journal. Don't get offended if I delete you. I will be leaving this one up, due to little gems like this: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/xxhanniblexx/34342.html#cutid1"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/xxhanniblexx/34342.html#cutid1&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my new journal: empathy_kills</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2004-08-16T20:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-17T04:00:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-17T04:00:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">For all of you who are still in high school: I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who are now motherfuckingFRESHMAN: Unh, brush yo' shoulders off.&lt;br /&gt;Ladys is pimps, holla.&lt;br /&gt;I could never be ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I GOT BIT BY A WHOREY LITTLE BEE. I HOPE THE LITTLE FUCK NUGGET DIED AN EXCRUTIATING DEATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: These are the most emo-esque lyrics EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So clear&lt;br /&gt;Like the diamond in your ring&lt;br /&gt;Cut to mirror your intention&lt;br /&gt;Oversized and overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;The shine of which has caught my eye&lt;br /&gt;And rendered me&lt;br /&gt;So isolated, so motivated&lt;br /&gt;I am certain now that I am (vindicated)</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2004-07-30T22:59:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-31T06:03:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-31T06:03:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Saw "The Village". Very good. I am so disappointed in people, although these people I am disappointed in constantly pepper their speech with "likes" and "you knows". I was in the bathroom at the theater and these two girls were talking about it and the fact that they didn't like that there wasn't much of a plot in the movie. Hey, dip shits, a movie doesn't always have to have a plot to be a good movie. Ugh, people like that should be placed in front of a wall, blindfolded and shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: $70 isn't bad for two days of work, right? Saturday I worked a little less than six hours and Sunday I worked around seven hours. Oh well, money is money. I get my full paycheck next Friday. Yay?</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2004-07-22T20:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-23T03:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-23T03:15:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a policy, dear friends. In this policy, I state that no more will I get any guys number. Instead, he will have to get mine. This ensures that a)he wants your number instead of you wanting his and looking like a stalker idiot, b)you won't face the rejection of him saying no, and c)he has to call you, instead of you haveing to call him. I know I am damn well tired of always having to call a guy instead of him calling me. Now that that's said, I have a new boy toy. He is a life guard. He is yummy. We are hanging tomorrow. Let's see if I remember how to do this whole "semi date" thing. It's been awhile.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:37940</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2004-07-15T18:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-16T01:21:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-16T01:21:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;b&gt;JANUARY:&lt;br /&gt;                 Stubborn and hard-hearted.&lt;br&gt;Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be&lt;br&gt;taught. Always looking at people's flaws and&lt;br&gt;weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and&lt;br /&gt;productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive&lt;br&gt;and has deep thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless&lt;br&gt;excited or tensed. Rather&lt;br /&gt;reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses&lt;br&gt;but prone to colds.&lt;br /&gt;Romantic but has difficulties expressing love.&lt;br&gt;Loves children. Loyal.&lt;br /&gt;Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very&lt;br&gt;Stubborn and money cautious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ebonylady/quizzes/What%20does%20your%20birth%20month%20say%20about%20you%3F/"&gt;What does your birth month say about you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the most accurate thing I have ever read. &lt;br /&gt;I mean it.</content>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2004-07-13T17:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T00:05:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-14T00:05:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Beauty (in one form or another) is itself pain.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:xxhanniblexx:37317</id>
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    <title>xxhanniblexx @ 2004-07-11T14:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-11T21:35:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-11T21:35:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a job. I get paid to go to the orientation. I am now officially a working stiff. Except I haven't technically started yet.</content>
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    <title>Top 20 Reasons To...</title>
    <published>2004-07-06T23:31:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-06T23:33:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Hate George Bush Jr.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The National Debt under George Bush Jr. has increased so drastically that the average americans share of national debt will be an astronomical $23,000, compared to $500 when Dubya first took office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Under Bush Jr. there are now 43 million Americans without health insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. He is responsible for an unemployment rate of 6%. There are now 9 million people out of work in America, 3.3 million more than when he first took office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. he cut healthcare benefits for war veterans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bush Jr. deserted his unit during vietnam and was reportedly AWOL for over a year from his assigned unit: the Texas Air National Guard, or, as it's referred to by other military outfits, the "Champagne Division".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Despite a 13% unemployment rate among those ages 16-24, Bush Jr. proposed to eliminate youth opportunity grants, a program that provides job training to the nations youth. A $225 million program is now being done away with so Bush Jr. can have more money for Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. He cut funding for 375,000 low income college students and reduced pell grant amounts to such a severe degree that it effectively caused 84,000 students to no longer be eligible for pell grants. Pell amounts have been overall reduced for 1.5 million students...It's safe to say that the Bush daughters aren't eligible for financial aid, so this won't effect the opulent lives of anyone Bush Jr. may know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. He withdrew from the international crime court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. He is the first president in history to refuse United Nations inspectors (during the 2002 U.S elections).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He is the all-time (and world) record holder for most corporate campaign donations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The Bush Administration had twice as many FBI agents fighting the drug war than fighting terrorism prior to 9/11. Even after 9/11, more than 2,000 FBI agents are wasting their valuable time assigned to the war on drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. His proposed "Free Trade" agreements would result in the loss of U.S jobs to foreign markets and the exploitation of third world workers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;b&gt;John Ashcroft&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;b&gt;He has taken 11 official executive actions to undermine reproductive rights...&lt;/b&gt;How long will it be before a woman is stripped of her right to choose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Failed to fulfill a pledge to get Osama Bin Laden "Dead or Alive".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Wasted federal resources on a PR trip to Baghdad where he staged a Thanksgiving meal at 6 am with troops that were screened based on their political affiliation. &lt;b&gt;What about the turkey, you ask? IT WAS A PROP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. His refusal to fire, or even reprimand, Lt. General Jerry "Our God is bigger than their God" Boykin. Perhaps it's because Boykin said of the president,"George Bush was not elected by a majority of voters in the United States, he was appointed by God. He's in the White House because God put him there".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. After sending troops off to die in an unjust and unprovoked war, he still has yet to attend any soldiers' funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. He shows shameless nepotism for the rich and powerful. Elizabeth Cheney (daughter of ol'Dick) got hooked up with a cool gig at the State Department where she was in charge of $129 million Middle East Partnership Initiative. She was then was moved over to Daddy and Uncle Dubya's campaign payroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. &lt;b&gt;HE DROPPED HIS DOG ON IT'S HEAD.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 20 more, but my hands feel extremely arthritic right now, so I'll post the rest either tomorrow or when I can get around to it. Hope you enjoyed it.&lt;br /&gt;All these facts are from the C.D jacket to "Rock Against Bush Volume 1." It's a great compilation C.D, and it comes with a DVD that is just as good.</content>
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    <title>"Sorry, but he sounded so excited to go.  I wish I could please everyone."  No fucking shit, really?</title>
    <published>2004-06-28T22:34:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, then how about you go and keep the promise you made to me a good while ago and not break it to go on the trip we were suppose to go on with boyfriend. Kay? Not kay.(Insert deity here), people irritate me so much sometimes.</content>
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