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  <title>Jessica's Diary</title>
  <subtitle>If only life were as easy as you, I would still get screwed!</subtitle>
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    <name>♥Faerie Princess♥</name>
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  <updated>2007-04-25T15:16:56Z</updated>
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    <title>I'm Good</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T15:16:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T15:16:56Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Marilyn Manson - Tainted Love (music video)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Life is going just dandy... no complaints. 3 cheers for summer eh? Bout time it showed up. 2 weekends ago it was POURING rain, sleet, and snow flurries. Last weekend was 85 degrees and lovely out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delaware is so fuckin wierd. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see TooL in concert, along with Michael Franti/Spearhead and Stringcheese Incedent, along with approx 50 other bands in a 4 day camping event in late July. It's called Bonnaroo, or somesuch nonsense. 4 days of camping in the hills of Tennessee and listening to more music than you can shake a stick at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going mostly for TooL and aforementioned groups. TooL fuckin rules.</content>
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    <title>LOL</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T15:05:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T15:15:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">They have officially run out of good ideas for movies. &lt;a href="http://www.lolthemovie.com/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; movie for example, just goes to show how desperate they are for new material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL... (no pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strike&gt;the sequel would be "BRB the movie" where the actors leave the set, and at the end of the film, the actors come back. 2.5 hours of an empty set on video. With of course the occassional janitor mopping in the background.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jessica1982:59825</id>
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    <title>Soapbox Session #1</title>
    <published>2006-07-19T15:32:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-19T15:39:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Here we go, getting me on my soapbox...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Todays Topic:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; The Film Industry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was speaking with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_captnblake' lj:user='captnblake' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://captnblake.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://captnblake.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;captnblake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on AIM today, and she mentioned a movie soon to release. She said, "...they have this new one coming out about a guy who wants to break up with his girl friend, but shes a super hero..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That movie sounds like a load of rubbish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I was telling Sarah, Hollywood has lost almost all it's origionality. I suppose this was bound to happen, only so many different things can happen in a 2 hour span of time. Film quality will only continue to degrade. There is always the fallback: Girl meets boy, they share some quirky circumstance, the protagonist, the antagonist, the "near end of film tradgedy" that threatens to tear the 2 young, overly sexed, couple apart, only to be reunited at the end and live happily ever after- often times with children in perfect little Pseudo-American Dream families that never exist in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slap some crude inuendo and pranks in there for the guys, some cushy cuddly sentimental crap for the girls, a dash of human element (optional) and --- VIOLA! You have a "good" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are basic elements to making a movie these days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Adults&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throw violence, selective nudity, sexual encounters, bad language and perverted humor into a pot and you have a movie that will score at the box office, no matter how crappy the plotline. Don't forget your memorable 1 liner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Kids&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childrens movies have made many advances... graphically, but the plotline is similar to those of the adult films, minus the overboard gratuitous nature that attracts the adult population. Still, perversion must be infiltrated into kids movies. Movies like Shrek are lots of fun, but do potentially offer children up to more adult themes than are healthy at times. I dont support sheltering of children 100% (as I was) but some topics are best not introduced around children AT ALL, even subliminally. If a child sees mom and dad laughing at something they do not understand, they will emulate their parents and laugh along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't whine to me when you see your kids at school talking about stroking rods, completely oblivious to what that means. Take some goddamn responsibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good graphics sell. No matter what movie it is, throw intense CGI into a movie, and its cinematic gold! If you don't believe this to be true, watch the second Matrix film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Source :&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cause for the lack of deep intuitive movies is easy. Our society has not evolved 1 day past the Colosseum. If you think it has, you're severely misguided. We've just found faster, better, more technologically advanced ways to kill, and more exciting ways to bring that decadence to the silver screen to entertain the masses. For a society so hellbent on abandoning the barbaric nature of our past, our "civilized age" certainly manages to remain espoused to that which we try "so hard" to erradicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Recommendation&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are good movies that I have seen recently, ones that entertain the mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mirrormask (it has heavy use of CGI, but an AWESOME delivery of a great message)&lt;br /&gt;7 Years in Tibet&lt;br /&gt;Solaris&lt;br /&gt;What Dreams May Come&lt;br /&gt;Devils Rejects (a survival horror/slasher that brings REAL human element to the whole film)&lt;br /&gt;Party Monster (about the beginning of the Rave scene - true story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have suggestions for films that deviate outside the normal bounds of cinematic redundancy, I would be happy to watch them. Your opinions are valued. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*steps off her soapbox*</content>
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    <title>jessica1982 @ 2006-06-21T10:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T14:21:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T14:21:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>System of a Down - Violent Pornography</lj:music>
    <content type="html">God I hate Jason. The fucker chirps me, to ask how often Sarah has been at the house. Uh. WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time that goddamn selfish cocksucker asks me about Sarah, Im gonna ask him how much his fuckslut Lynn has been at the fucking house. Probably more than Sarah. I almost fucking guarentee it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason hasn't seen Sarah in WEEKS! We've made doubly SURE of it. We've been sneaking her around so he doesnt have to deal with her. It's been a pain, but we've been doing it FOR HIM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been around every day, but not more than for a couple hours. She's not there when Im at work, and when I get home from work, she has to work for 8 hours. She's usually there for like MAYBE 3-5 hours. Tops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason gave me an out, to bail from living with him. Apparently Lynn wants to move in. Must be convienent to have a fuckbuddy living in the house. He claims to hate her, yet he's pretty much encouraging me to leave so he can have her move in. Two faced motherfucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He never asked ME if *I* wanted to see Lynn around, and until now, Ive kept my goddamn mouth shut. Next time he says a peep about Sarah, Im going to tell him where to fucking shove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She lives out of her goddamn car for fucks sake. Living with Derlwin didn't pan out, so she's essentially homeless for now. He doesnt give a fuck. He's an ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strait up.</content>
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    <title>jessica1982 @ 2006-06-12T08:47:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-12T12:52:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-12T12:52:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm tired. Sarah is home from her brothers graduation. Chicken Tenders is cute as always. Work is boring. I ... uh ... fall ... sleep? ... keyboard. Looks comfy. little rest can't hurt. keys so soft and cuddly. zaoljghfoadgjokngdkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drools on keyboard*</content>
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    <title>BANANAS!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-05-23T17:31:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-24T21:48:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Banana Phone - GOD it's addicting! *twitch*</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/flash/peanutbutter.html"&gt;TRIPPIN ME OUT MAN!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... yeah ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That tripped me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, &lt;a href="http://uploads.ungrounded.net/content.php?id=166521&amp;amp;name=166521_bananaphone.swf&amp;amp;title=Banana%20Phone&amp;amp;date=1148356800&amp;amp;quality=b&amp;amp;uj=0&amp;amp;w=550&amp;amp;h=400"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt; cracked me up! ^_^</content>
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    <title>We'll See</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T12:22:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T12:22:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Perfect Circle - Passive</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I didn't ask Jason, I strait up told him "Hey, I know this is poor timing, but my health takes priority. I am seeking emergency medical treatment, and going into the ER first thing this morning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tossed and turned, and didnt sleep a wink as my skin burned and felt like I was being stabbed by thousands of needles. I bled leaky pus crap all over my bedsheets. Theyre now crusty. Im not fucking around any longer. I need help, and nothing is working. It's also now officially on my genitals. I'm miserable. If Jason doesnt like it, well tough cookie... I need help NOW! I am leaving to the ER now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will update you when I get back.</content>
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    <title>jessica1982 @ 2006-05-09T09:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-09T13:45:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-09T13:48:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>some stupid song from a TV commercial stuck in my head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tired. hungry. headache. cheerful. unenergetic. lethargic. slow. calm. relaxed. still tired. me.</content>
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    <title>Bleh</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T14:04:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T14:04:52Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">The internet is dying... I swear! I have 5 or 6 sites which will not work on computers at the office, or at home. One of them is Hotmail, much to my chagrin. Yeah, don't try to convert me to another email server, I like Hotmail for my own reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AOL has had a hard time loading as well, and also Yahoo news. I'm getting annoyed, but the wierd thing is, it has the same sites aren't working on various machines, in various places. How annoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least LJ still works! *knock on wood*</content>
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    <title>jessica1982 @ 2006-05-02T12:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-02T16:56:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-02T16:56:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fondled tube sock.</content>
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    <title>*sigh*</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T14:56:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T15:33:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Well, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_captnblake' lj:user='captnblake' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://captnblake.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://captnblake.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;captnblake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; left today. She stayed for precisely 2 weeks... opposed to the 5 days she had initially planned on staying for. I am going to miss her dreadfully. She's one of my inner circle of goddess women... women I can feel at home around, without faking myself, or putting up a bullshit plastic image to passify a judgemental perspective. She is a true, very real friend, and I treasure her more than any blend of words or gestures could possibly hope to capture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the year Two Thousand and Six has been less than desired, I forsee many things upcoming. Positive things. Refreshing, soul enriching lessons and trials which will undoubtably result in more growing pains and lashing out... stretching my heart to it's limits, to return me to a place of solidarity in peace. To regroup, pull myself together, and plug ever forward with passionate peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I am lost in a sea of confusing thoughts and patterns, adrift, flowing where the current may take me. Maybe there is no sense to anything at all... just hopes, dreams and ambitions from a woman gone stark raving mad. Or have I been sane all along, with naught but a tainted perspective of all that is normality, if there ever was such a horrid thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter angry tides wash upon the serene shoreline, break with crashing waves of paranoia and unbridled rage. The waves recede, and leave the sands of time in peace as they found them, but there is always the watermark the pain etches, visible to all with eyes willing to see. The place where the grit was dampened... a definite line where the violent waters could simply reach no further. I long to leave the shores, and join the forests in peace... never again to return to the pain in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What keeps me tethered there? Have I been staked out upon the sands, spreadeagled, burning in the sunlight and drowning in the violence at sea? To have my eyes pecked out by the gulls? Or do I hold more control over my fate? To simply untie the bonds, step upon shakey feet, and carry myself upright to where I belong... the perfect heaven. Not in some supernatural or literal sense, but more a metaphorical state of being. To achieve true enlightenment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, my journey may be long and difficult. Many more childish episodes and spats of livid rage are sure to ensue, but I must keep ever mindful that these things too shall pass. They are mere misplaced footsteps on a path to maturity and growth. How can that be a bad thing? It's just a part of life... another piece of the cycle. I'm just another conglomerate of cells and thought patterns wandering this rock in search of happiness that I may never know or understand. Still, I search ever onward... I'm too far along to quit the journey, no matter how it may morph. Just following another path...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for listening to my passive ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~Jess~&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>*smile*</title>
    <published>2006-04-18T20:04:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-18T20:04:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dum dee dum dee dum. I'm alive. I'm well. &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_captnblake' lj:user='captnblake' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://captnblake.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://captnblake.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;captnblake&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; goes home today, to my much profound sadness. Aside from that... everything is cool. lol...</content>
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    <title>^__^</title>
    <published>2006-04-10T16:52:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-10T16:52:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ludacris : Blueberry Yum Yum</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm in an oh so yummy gummy extra flavorful supercalafragilisticexpialedociasly fantastic mood today. Enough that people are like WTF is up with YOU!? Did you get laid?! LOL!!! &lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;strike&gt;sadly I did not&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously mondo extra supersized giggles on my face! O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY?! I dunno... lmao...</content>
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    <title>I'm shit... lmao</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T21:37:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T21:58:28Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I'm a piece of shit. My sister and mom are staying at my grandparents house this week. Today is my sister's B-day so I emailed this to Pa today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Pa, can you wish Sarah a Happy B-day for me? Her card went to her house, so she wont get it until she gets back home. I didn't want her to think that forgot. Tell her I love her and I hope she has a blessed 18th B-day. Thanks Pa!! Love ya! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pa's response was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed your note to your mom and she will tell Sarah about it on the way home.  By the way, it is Sarah's 19th birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now... maybe if I was a member of my own family, I'd get the goddamn B-days strait. I don't even feel remorseful about it. They cut me outa their lives, so how am I supposed to keep track on that shit. Fuck em... my sister cant even read the email herself. Mom ignores me entirely. Pa showed it to mom, and Mom has to pass on the info. How fucked up is that, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckers... if I don't meet my sister within 365 days from today, I will have never known her as a teenager. Fuckin Christ.</content>
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    <title>cute</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T16:33:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T16:34:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Check out &lt;a href="http://www.broenink-art.nl/maukie2.swf"&gt;THIS KITTY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can rub the mouse on her stomach to make her purr, you can pet her head and she will meow. She will swat at the mouse if you let her play with it. (She likes it above her head). If you touch her ears, she flicks them in annoyance. Heehee... It's cute. ^__^</content>
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    <title>sheesh</title>
    <published>2006-03-23T16:23:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-23T16:23:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm feeling much better, which is good because Jason is out, and work has been insanely busy. No time for lunch or barely bathroom breaks. Suckage.</content>
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    <title>jessica1982 @ 2006-03-22T10:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T15:19:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-22T15:19:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;STILL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; very very sick. I came to work today anyway. Jason is completely and thoroughly swamped, so I came in to help out... although I warned him I was still vomitting and whatnot. He wasn't planning on me being here, but I feel it's the right thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jessica1982:27579</id>
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    <title>blarg</title>
    <published>2006-03-21T15:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-21T16:33:58Z</updated>
    <category term="chicken tenders"/>
    <content type="html">Im still really sick, and I woke up this morning hoping to go to work, and found that I had lost my voice. ack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been watching "Ayashi No Ceres" on YouTube. God I love this show. ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Tenders *FLIPPED OUT* when she heard the very very beginning of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOzK6K98p4M&amp;amp;search=Ceres%206"&gt;Ceres - Ep. 6&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm intentionally going back and playing the intro on purpose. Her confused expression is priceless. heeheehee! ^____^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, for being so sick I feel like Im gonna die... I feel pretty cutesy/princesslike today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look like shit too (3 days of vomitting can take its toll)... I dunno. Im playing those birds on Ceres for C.T. again. lmfao... HAHAHAA! she keeps looking behind the monitor to see if theyre there. Hahhahhahaha! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason is bringing me throat lozenges... god i hope he hurries up.</content>
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    <title>FUCK</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T19:06:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T20:33:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*cries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just spent $468. what did I buy? nothing... I got nothing for it. I was *SUPPOSED* to get plane tickets to go visit &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_trent304' lj:user='trent304' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://trent304.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://trent304.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;trent304&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, but there was "an error" and they got my money and I didnt get a ticket. After being on hold for 20 minutes, they said (and I quote - word for word)"There is nothing we can do for you, sorry. Wait 24-48 hours, or maybe 7 days and the money &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;might&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; come back".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! *BREAKS DOWN CRYING*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY ME!? WHYYYYYY????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week ago, the tickets were $100 less, in 7 fucking days they could be $100 more. I cant fucking... ugh. *breaks down crying* and my bank can't do anything either. I'm so sooo sooooo soooooooo frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries* ... alot</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jessica1982:24540</id>
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    <title>GAZPACHOWOMAN !!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T15:13:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T15:13:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/DE/DET/DethNevermore/1133966722_Gazpacho.jpg" border="0" alt="gazpacho"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You taste like a steaming hot bowl of gazpacho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are spicy and diverse.  Your delicately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seasoned bits drive people with good taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a title="Take this quiz at Quizilla" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=57&amp;amp;url=http://quizilla.com/users/DethNevermore/quizzes/How%20do%20you%20taste%3F"&gt; How do you taste?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-2"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a title="Quiz, Horoscope, Flash Games, Poems - Quizilla!" href="http://www.quizilla.com/redirect.php?statsid=56&amp;amp;url=http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>jessica1982 @ 2006-03-14T18:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T23:36:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T23:36:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">VAMPIRES WITH WHEEL FEET!</content>
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    <title>sheesh</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T18:07:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T18:07:40Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>the idle XboX wierd alien sounding garble...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just made blueberry muffins, scrambled eggs (with sour cream, and shredded cheddar), sausage patties, and fruit for all 3 people in our house. Then I got some household chores done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I feel so domestic that it's sick. LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;More About My Kitten:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's a stomper. If you pet her she stomps her front paws. The other cats I have had did this occassionally, but she does it ALL the time. Even if she's not being petted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's an attention whore to the umpteenth power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she has abandonment issues. If i go upstairs for 3 seconds, she will mew and mew until I return. She always looks soooooooooo sad when she mews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's not very playful at all. She even ignores strings. She just wants to be held or petted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves her tummy being rubbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She knows when it's bedtime, and heckles me about going to sleep until I put down the Xbox controller and actually do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She likes orange juice. wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... Im done talking about her. lol... really. I love her to death. She REALLY REALLY eases much of the loneliness and sadness I have when Im home by alot. ...and she's quite a handful. Heehee... *sigh* Ok im done... really.</content>
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    <title>@_@</title>
    <published>2006-03-09T17:59:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-09T18:15:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Depressed little grapes make good raisins. They join the sadgrape family and make little sadbabies. The white ones are the worst offenders of them all, and need solitary confinement in a linty pocket. But... splendid reminds me of a sugar replacement... or General Tso.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jessica1982:21073</id>
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    <title>Hmmm</title>
    <published>2006-03-09T16:27:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-09T16:27:22Z</updated>
    <category term="geekery"/>
    <content type="html">A geeky observation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone remember the old gameboys? Anyone remember the cables that connected 2 gameboys together for multiplayer games? They remind me of USB cables today! Yet computers at that time (and some still do) relied on cables with pins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I find it ironic that Gameboy's cable of all things, was ahead of desktop computers 5 years down the road by ALOT! I'm not entirely sure that the wire setup is the same, but it wasn't a pin system like most desktops did and sometimes still do rely upon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.</content>
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    <title>Trentrip</title>
    <published>2006-03-08T18:29:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-08T18:29:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's official! I'm going out to California to visit &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_trent304' lj:user='trent304' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://trent304.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://trent304.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;trent304&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from May 26 - June 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason just signed the Vacation Request. The best thing about it, I am only taking 4 days off work, but going to Cali for 10. Haha! Im leaving on a Friday after work, there for the Memorial Day weekend. Monday is a holiday, I took Tues-Fri off work, and I leave on Sunday. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buy the tickets on payday (the 15th of this month)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stoked yo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUZZAH!!!!!!!!!</content>
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