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  <title>Insightful Pleasures</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 02:41:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A new day is apon us</title>
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  <description>MY NEW SCREEN NAME FOR LIVE JOURNAL IS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIFES_FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I needed to start fresh...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2004 21:23:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>To All</title>
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  <description>Goodbye</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2004 03:28:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Engret,</title>
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  <description>Sorry to post again, but I think this one is necessary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Engret,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucked up, pretty bad.  Now I feel like shit, and I want to talk to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  Kelly, you were right.</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Queen</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Aug 2004 03:27:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear ?????,</title>
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  <description>I dedicate this post to you, beause you had beautiful hair, and even though I only met you once I dreamt about you.  I havn&apos;t slept so good in a long time, and when I woke up from that dream I felt really heavy, and really relaxed, so thankyou for making me sleep good.  It was a very wierd dream.  Something about a lego game that we were in, and everyone was playing it, even though we were in it.  And then some guy was molesting little kids, and you told him it was wrong.  I think we were going out or something, &apos;cause you looked at me, and you said I was different then other girls.  Haha, that made me real happy, then we went somewhere and we held hands.  It was a great dream, thanks.  It just made me so sad though when I woke up, and it was only a dream.  I hope I&apos;ll dream about you tonight, &apos;cause I guess your the man of my dreams, and if I can sleep so good and dream so good about you, I hope I do it every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  Here is something Insightful for Your Day:  Nothing itself is impossible.</description>
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  <lj:music>Queen</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Queen</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2004 23:52:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Sillohette,</title>
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  <description>I played a game in the sky last night, I pretended everything was mine, and what wasn&apos;t mine was not to say in the least yours.  Then I contridicted myself with that pleasure of owning everything, for if I owned everything I&apos;d own you.  I couldn&apos;t own you, no never.  I waited for the Ominous sky to break to the last dance of the night, and if I danced it would have been heaven, but we know heaven isn&apos;t real so I just watched you dance, and pretinded that I knew what I was doing, even though I don&apos;t think I ever know what I&apos;m doing.  LIfe is so tragic that we can&apos;t think for ourselves, but then again, we can be alive, and life brings more life, but then isn&apos;t it tragic, dear sillohette, that the world is going to be over populated with life.  If god takes like then he&apos;s an indian giver, isn&apos;t that what you said little Modest Mouse, ha.  Nothing makes sense anymroe, and it doesn&apos;t have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  Here is something Insightful for Your Day:  Looking at you, I can&apos;t, I see through you.  I see your lies, and your dreams.  It&apos;s just to bad that they are all fake.</description>
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  <lj:music>Cursive</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Aug 2004 20:06:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear laughter,</title>
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  <description>Why do you consume me?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  Here is something Insightful for Your Day:  Bread makes the world go &apos;round.</description>
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  <lj:music>Brand New</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Brand New</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 21:56:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Love Life,</title>
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  <description>Man, it&apos;s been a while since I&apos;ve written to you.  Even though your not much to me, I&apos;d like it if you came and visit sometime.  I mean, I get along just fine without you.  I&apos;ve realized this now.  The summer&apos;s been great.  I havn&apos;t worried about you at all.  Yes suh.  But, I often do think about you at night when I can&apos;t fall asleep.  Maybe you could just come for a visit once school starts, maybe?  Maybe you could bring a friend too? Hopefully a nice friend, one to be admired maybe?  Maybe we could start over, start fresh, I have a feeling if you came down, you&apos;d like to stay.  I&apos;m sure I&apos;m good company, I&apos;m sure I&apos;d treat you well.  Just as long as you treat me well, and just as long as you come to visit.  Well, I hope you get this letter soon, I hope you tell your friends that I need you.  No, want you.  To need is not to want.  Just remember that.  I don&apos;t think I&apos;ll ever need you, just want you, bad.  Well, farewell for today.  Hope to see you soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your friend?&lt;br /&gt;Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  Here is something Insightful for your Day:  To want, is not to need.  Don&apos;t get them confused.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Faint-Blank Wave Arcade</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The Faint-Blank Wave Arcade</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Aug 2004 22:06:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear RockStar,</title>
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  <description>Thankyou so much for buying us some good ol&apos; Pabst.  I really hope you don&apos;t think we went over to your house just to get beer.  I was really excited to meet you.  I&apos;ve heard some good things about you from my awsome friend Liz.  I hope you don&apos;t think I&apos;m too wierd, because I was having so much fun with the inscents.  Oh well, it was fun.  I laughed a lot at Liz&apos;s bitter beer face.  Oh yeah, your brother is really wierd.  He kept talking about how he was making a book that had a lot of sex in it.  Haha, it was funny how your friends tried to cheat us out of our money.  But you were a great guy, and told us the truth.  That means that you really do want to be our friend.  Rock on.  I hope you have a great day, and I see you sometime soon.  Byzzie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. Here is something Insightful for Your Day:  Sometimes people need to realize that when they say something, they say it.  You can&apos;t take it back.  But you can say sorry, and they can forgive.  Unless someone did something really fucked up, and in that case you wouldn&apos;t want to say sorry...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm...</description>
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  <lj:music>Red Hot Chili Peppers</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Red Hot Chili Peppers</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Aug 2004 22:42:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear August 8,</title>
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  <description>You were the worst day I&apos;ve had all year.  Rot in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;You will be the death of me&lt;br /&gt;Bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t let you bury it&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t let you smother it&lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t let you murder it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;Our time is running out&lt;br /&gt;You can&apos;t push it underground&lt;br /&gt;You can&apos;t stop it screaming out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will squeeze the life out of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will suck the life out of me</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Aug 2004 08:30:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Pabst,</title>
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  <description>this is a nice keybored.  hahaha  I ju&lt;br /&gt;st earsed everything I had said.  i&quot;m drunk I&apos;m done with all this bull shit.k  So good night, good byel.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is somethging insightful for your happy asses:  get ddruhnk have a good fucking night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.  Christian Im&apos; holding \you to \our promisel.  I raelly do want  to become good friends with you, and I want you to teach me to bike, &apos;cause tyhat&apos;d make me happier thehn life itself.  Bye :)</description>
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  <lj:music>life</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Aug 2004 22:33:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Corona and Coors Light,</title>
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  <description>Thankyou for getting me drunk last night.  Well technically it wasn&apos;t drunk, more of happy.  It still did me a fun service.  I&apos;m not sure the status of Kelly&apos;s health last night, but she was something.  We had fun rolling down the hill, you should try it sometime &apos;cause I&apos;m sure it&apos;d really &quot;shake you up.&quot;  Pun intinded.  Maybe tonight you could do me a service again, for I am going camping and that&apos;s usually what you do.  I&apos;m sure we can become great friends.  I&apos;d really like to help you with your stuttering problem, I know it can be a nusiance.  Well, have a nice day, see you tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;Marini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  Here is something Insightful for Your Day:  Life tends to have it&apos;s bumps and hills, but your the one that is driving, so you can just take a detour.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2004 19:49:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Brinks Calendar,</title>
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  <description>Thankyou for actually putting up a month that has a decent picture.  I enjoy looking at this one, and it has a lot for me to look at.  Kenneth Hopkins is a good artist.  I&apos;d also like to thank you for all your safety messages, they are helping me through out my daily life.  I have not proceeded to climb on the skids since your April picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for a friendly note I went camping the other day with my friends Engret, Lauren, Darren, Aaron, Kelsey, and John.  Even though I just met Kelsey and John.  Aaron and Engret ate crawdads out of the river, and they smelt bad.  We had a fun time burning lots of critters.  I also had some VERY good maccaroni and cheese at the Montage, I urge you to try it.  They have very good service.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have a good day and keep watching over my computer.  I hope you enjoy the new air conditioning.  I sure do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;Martini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  Here is something insightful for your day:  If your frustrated, stop, breath, and think.  That&apos;s what blue&apos;d do.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Yeah Yeah Yeahs</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The Yeah Yeah Yeahs</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2004 21:40:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dear Mr. Wonderful</title>
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  <description>Thankyou for your time and patience with the recent upbringings.  I&apos;ll be sure to the ISO reports back online as soon as possible.  It would help if you paid the 300 dollar transaction from the last till.  Also it would make my day if you signed in the registration form at the front office.  Please call me if your having any more problems getting your loan.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signed,&lt;br /&gt;martini (360 891-1157 ex. 4632)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.  Here is an insightful Pleasure for your day:  Even though the grass is greener on the other side, I garentee you&apos;ll be homesick once you get there.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Blood Brothers</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The Blood Brothers</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2004 23:23:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This is going to be my day...</title>
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  <description>&apos;Cause you know you want to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;700: Spotlight Syndicate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1147: Greet Kelly at the airport {CAN&apos;T WAIT}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that me, Engret, Christian, Kelly, Aaron, Darren, Kelsey, and some other people I don&apos;t know are going camping.  It shall be grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhh, I&apos;ve been staring at the screen blankly for about 5 min.  so I guess that&apos;s the sign I have nothing else to write.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day:  Always have one foot out the door and one in, so that way if the alligators try to eat your foot you can just jump  back in real quick.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Jul 2004 02:13:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My name is Hillary, and I apologize if I break your heart</title>
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  <description>I have a cactus, named Sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not lost, and I am not naked.  Nor&apos; am I in a city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I miss everyone.  No more A.I.M for me, my computer just doesn&apos;t want to work anymore.  I&apos;m lucky to have my E-mail, and the LJ.  Even though I never update anymore.  Oh vell.  I miss you all though:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day:  A picture is worth a thousand words, but an action is worth a million.  Words?  That didn&apos;t make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An apology is the super glue of actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS ENGRET AND KELLY, I think I could make fortune cookies with my insightful pleasures.</description>
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  <lj:music>Hot Hot Heat</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Jul 2004 20:02:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A long story short</title>
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  <description>We got caught having a shin dig at Engret&apos;s.  &lt;br /&gt;There was beer and stuff not a lot, but they didn&apos;t know that.  &lt;br /&gt;The neighbors just came over because of the noise.&lt;br /&gt;I hope Engret&apos;s ok, and doesn&apos;t have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;Her neighbors are fucking stupid. &lt;br /&gt;They made it such a big deal, and it really wasn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day:  I like meeting new people.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Blood Brothers</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The Blood Brothers</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jul 2004 02:09:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OH....you caught me</title>
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  <description>My hair smellllls goooooooood.  It smells like Garrett&apos;s hair, and that smells goooood.  It&apos;s the last thing I got from Connecticut.  Good fuckin&apos; smellin&apos; hair.  And that&apos;s fine by me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day:  &quot;Shall I tell you what sociology teaches us about the human race?  I&apos;ll put it to you in a nut shell.  Show me a man and a women alone and I&apos;ll show you a saint.  Give me two and they&apos;ll fall in love.  Give me three and they&apos;ll invent the charming thing we call &apos;society.&apos;  Give me four and they&apos;ll build a pyramid.  Give me five and they&apos;ll make one an outcast.  Give me six and they&apos;ll reinvent prejudice.  Give me seven and in seven years they&apos;ll reinvent warfare.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~The Stand:  Stephen King~</description>
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  <lj:music>The Aquabats</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The Aquabats</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Jul 2004 14:42:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fly away</title>
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  <description>I woke up the other night with a firefly in my room.  Paula said that it was the first time one has been in the house, and that since I love them so much they must have some &quot;spiritual&quot; connection with me.  That&apos;d rock.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day: I watched Under the Tuscan Sun, and even though it&apos;s a sappy love story movie, I learned a very good lesson.  That good things come when you least expect it, and that most of the time we have happiness when we really don&apos;t even know it.  I figured out that was pretty much true with me, so I don&apos;t think I need anything more.  I&apos;m happy with what I have for now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Jul 2004 00:46:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hi!</title>
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  <description>Hey what&apos;s up?  &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m leaving tomorrow.  I&apos;m going to Greenich (spelling) connecticut.  It&apos;s about 20 min. away from New York City, so I&apos;ll be going there too.  I&apos;m REALLY excited.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to fly?  Kinda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like to make very public display&apos;s of annoyance.  I like annoying people.  It&apos;s funny.  I&apos;m sorry?  Naw, I shouldn&apos;t be sorry, I take it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know those bags that umm, are like cylindars and are really small?  I figured out a use for them...&lt;br /&gt;smuggling pringles.  Oh yeah.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still waiting...?  Or am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day:  Good bye fair Verona.</description>
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  <lj:music>The B</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">The B</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jul 2004 02:28:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I really fucking hate posting twice, and I know I do it often, but I had to say this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE ANALOGIES!  OH HOW I LOVE ANALOGIES!  I&apos;m great at them too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, The Rapture, makes me want to dancccccccce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssssst...fireworks</description>
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  <lj:music>The Rapture</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jul 2004 21:16:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I wish I could make my ska man bigger...</title>
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  <description>He&apos;s my icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pssst...Happy fourth of July.&lt;br /&gt;Greatest Holiday for all those fun loving pyros.&lt;br /&gt;CONGRADULATIONS, I hope you shoot your eye out.&lt;br /&gt;A Christmas Story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m wearing pants I never wear today, congradulations to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope today is fun?  It will be, you&apos;ve got great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s official, &apos;Nessa J throws great party&apos;s.  I had fun.  &lt;br /&gt;I like the beach, I like being rugged.  I don&apos;t like guys that walk in on thier wife cheating on them, and so they speed down the freeway trying to kill people/us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure:  Make the best of every situation.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jul 2004 22:05:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life can be SO funny at time, really, god damn helarious</title>
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  <description>OHHHH, how could I be so NIEVE!  &lt;br /&gt;I was so BLIND, why didn&apos;t I LISTEN to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, well, I SEE it now.  So, ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I&apos;m bored, bored right now.  Gonna&apos; go to Nessa J&apos;s party.  I hope it&apos;s fun, I know it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m smiling right now.  I don&apos;t know why, but I&apos;m smilling.  I take it as a good sign, so, I&apos;m going to make this a really good day.  Maybe it&apos;s the Coldplay I&apos;m listening to, maybe, maybe it&apos;s the fact that I have nothing to worry about at the moment.  I&apos;m faced with a oportunity.  Oh how I love the freedom of living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day:  Sometimes smiling at nothing, makes you feel like your smiling at something.</description>
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  <lj:music>Coldplay</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>So this is happiness</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Jul 2004 19:31:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>dip diddy doo da dip diddy day my oh my what wonderful day</title>
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  <description>You just gots to love Disneyland.  *sigh* I miss the happiest place on earth.  &apos;Cause it truly was, well other then here of course!  Oh, come on, you just gotta&apos; laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a crush on sanity, but I keep flirting with delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What couldn&apos;t I say about summer?  Every day is better then the next, and if it isn&apos;t, then the next day is better then all of them combined.  I LOVE IT.  This is starting out to be the best summer ever.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day:  Don&apos;t worry about the small things, and if you get caught up in all the little troubles, look down at yourself.  Your still breathing, and your heart is still beating (THANKS NESSA J), at least you know that is real, at least you can depend on that, and just keep knowing that and forget everything else.  Your alive, and that&apos;s all that you should be worring about.</description>
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  <lj:music>94.7 NRK (have you noticed that all 101 plays is butt rock?)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Jun 2004 21:39:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ugh, I hate that!</title>
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  <description>Last night, I thought of the most awsome post before I went to bed. I mean, no I don&apos;t think about what I post often, but I did last night, and I was like, wow, that&apos;s cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going swimming today, then following that up by watching movies at Anna&apos;s.  I love how every day of summer seems like it&apos;s mulitiple days.  Yesterday seemed like it could have been 3 days.  I rode the bus to Kelly&apos;s and got ice cream, I went to Bally&apos;s and got Jack in the Box, I went to Anna&apos;s hung out, then we went to Dylan&apos;s and got movies at Wayside, we saw Matt at Burton, then we watched Requiem for a Dream.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;What can I say about that movie that isn&apos;t profound and insightful in every possible way.  I really liked that movie, I wanted to cry.  It made me think so hard it was depressing.  It&apos;s like shows you how you could be having the best possible moments in your life, and everything could be great, and then all of a suddon everything goes to shit.  It&apos;s like, you&apos;ll never win with drugs no matter how good you feel.  The addictions got the best of them, and it fucked up thier lifes, and in the end it was like they could only be happy when they were asleep.  I felt so bad for everyone in that movie.  The whole last half hour I was waiting for one of them to kill themselves.  I would have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day: It&apos;s something unpredictable, but in the end is right.  I hope you had the time of your life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like that song by Green Day, yeah, fuck you.</description>
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  <lj:music>Green Day-I want my f&apos;ing greatest hits cd back</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Green Day-I want my f&apos;ing greatest hits cd back</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 18:47:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nothing, let&apos;s talk about somethin&apos; else, I&apos;m startin&apos; not to see myself</title>
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  <description>He can&apos;t see me, but I can, so I guess I&apos;m the invisible man (woman).  &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Auston for letting me borrow Aquabats, even though I never asked?&lt;br /&gt;Uh oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can go swimming today, &apos;cause it&apos;s hot, and I want to get all wet! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insightful Pleasure of the Day:  Meh, this is more just a random fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to dart my eyes around to the beat of a song.  It just puts you there.</description>
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  <lj:music>The Aquabats</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>crazy</lj:mood>
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