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  <title>Melissa</title>
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    <name>Melissa</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-23T05:11:51Z</updated>
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    <title>Past few days.</title>
    <published>2009-12-23T05:11:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008080"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday was a good day. I&amp;nbsp;worked 7am to 2pm and after work RJ decided he wanted to clean the house.&amp;nbsp;Which was a good thing. Usually I'm the one who has to clean the whole house. But he did 90% of it. I&amp;nbsp;just vaccumed and cleaned the living room. Then he rubbed my feet after he cleaned the house. That was awesome and sweet of him. So after that I made dinner, which was marinated pork chops. They were good. RJ likes them more than I&amp;nbsp;do. Then we just lounged around for the rest of the night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even tho we already had our xmas I'm still excited for xmas day. Xmas eve we both work til 8 but after work we're going to his parents and we're staying the night there. I'm super excited for that. Lately I've been feeling upset about living on own our. Mainly because of money. When I&amp;nbsp;lived with my mom and when I lived with him at his parents I always had money. I'd always have $150+ in my wallet. Now I dont have that and it sucks. I feel&amp;nbsp;like I&amp;nbsp;pushed us out to soon. But I&amp;nbsp;was very stressed living there because I didnt have my own space. And now I&amp;nbsp;have a whole apartment. But no money. Ugh. But anyways, we're staying the night there and then on xmas we're having dinner at like 2 and then heading over to his grandparents house to have dessert probably and for them to get there gifts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched some shows on HGTV about apartment and house buying. It makes me want a house so bad. Or a new apartment. But I really want a house. I&amp;nbsp;think I&amp;nbsp;feel like I&amp;nbsp;have to do adult things in order to feel like an adult. Like I&amp;nbsp;have to prove myself to someone but I&amp;nbsp;dont know who. By saving my money I&amp;nbsp;proved I&amp;nbsp;could do that. Then getting an apartment. Then getting engaged. Adopting a cat is as close to having a child as I'm getting. Now&amp;nbsp;I want to own a house. I've got the urge to search for houses right now but I know I'm just going to get myself excited for nothing. I wish I could go to a realtor and just have them show me houses even tho I have no intention of buying one. But they probably wouldnt do that. Thats wasting time and money for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha at work today this regular customer, he's bummy looking and dirty and kookoo, but he doesnt really talk to me just like some jibber jabber sometimes but today he told me I looked good. That was really funny to me cuz its just weird.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>baby names</title>
    <published>2009-12-16T08:15:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-16T08:15:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#00cc00" size="3"&gt;I was watching Teen Moms on MTV and I feel bad for them and all teen moms. &lt;br /&gt;I mean I know it was there fault for being irresponsible and getting prego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#00cc00" size="3"&gt;It must suck having a baby and a bitch ass boyfriend/baby daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me want to pre plan for my baby even tho I'm not having a baby ANY time soon.&lt;br /&gt;Like its going to be years and years before I get prego.&lt;br /&gt;I dont plan on having a baby til I'm in my mid 20s or whenever I'm financially stable.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah so I have just been looking at baby names.&lt;br /&gt;I mean I can at least have that down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for a girl I really like Evelyn Marie Tarasuk. Or Riley something Tarasuk.&lt;br /&gt;And for a boy I'm liking Jayden something Tarasuk. Or Riley James Tarasuk (RJ haha).&lt;br /&gt;Or Levi something Tarasuk. &lt;br /&gt;Or whatever last name I'll have at that time in my life. &lt;br /&gt;I'm still not sure yet tho. I've got plenty of time to decide.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Feeling pretty down right now</title>
    <published>2009-12-16T01:21:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-16T01:21:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I dunno. Not exactly down. But not up. &lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry and tired and sore from work.&lt;br /&gt;RJ's been off today with his family cuz they had a family meeting then helped his brother move.&lt;br /&gt;Which was fine cuz I was at work all day.&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as we get home I use the bathroom and change and he's already on the video games.&lt;br /&gt;It's so annoying. I know thats what we'll end up doing, he'll play games and I'll sit on the computer, but still.&lt;br /&gt;He doesnt even give it some time to see if we're going to do something like watch a movie or watch tv together.&lt;br /&gt;And that bothers me. &lt;br /&gt;So adding the hunger, pain, and his games I'm pretty freakin irritable. &lt;br /&gt;And I take it out on him. Which isnt good but still its like whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Plus on Netflix I moved all these movies to the top of the list that I wanted to see and then &lt;br /&gt;that same night he added movies which is fine but he put them all to the top and now tomorrow we're getting the punisher: war zone. WTF!!! That makes me so mad. I'm not just gonna put some movies at the top just to have them there. I put them there cuz I wanted them sent home. Stupid jerk.&lt;br /&gt;Finally the pizza is done so I'm going to eat. And probably burn my mouth but I dont care.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>itsjustmelissa @ 2009-12-14T23:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-15T07:14:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-15T07:17:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000080"&gt;How come most cartoon characters only have 4 fingers and not 5? I mean is it that hard to add an extra finger on? Or is that just to make sure you remember its a cartoon? Eh whatever haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally sewed up my work pants. I've had this hole in a bad place for like forever now and its been slowly getting bigger. But today I think I fixed it. Well I hope I fixed it cuz I dont want to have to worry about me bending over to pick up something and some icky customer seeing my butt or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font color="#000080" size="3"&gt;Wow I just saw this commercial for tires and its like a cartoon and its a dark stormy road and it has random animals squished with tire tracks on them and its about how cars cant stop in time but with these tires you'll stop faster and not run over animals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want some tomatoes. Those sound so good right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headaches are the worst. I've had this headache for about 5 hours now. It hurts. And I'm all out of medicine. Boooooo. Thumbs down. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today at work I was showing off my ring and it was really cool cuz I was like the center of attention for once. I had some different reactions from everyone. They were just like oh how nice. But Gina was joking saying she wants to be the flower girl and we should have a bra wedding which I guess is when all the ladies wear fancy bras and nothing else. Charesse wants to plan my wedding. Thats probably not gonna happen cuz the wedding is years away and I want to plan my own wedding. Imani wants to be the maid of honor I think but no way lol we're not friends like that. Kena wants to be #1 on the guest list which is all cool. I'm excited. No one really said anything bad even tho I know they probably thought bad things. Like you're too young or you guys aren't thinking right. Ya know the usualy stuff young couples get. I want to start thinking of wedding ideas but I know its not a good idea cuz whenever I want to plan I always get to excited and jump into something to soon. Like getting Charlie, I just wanted to look at cats and see how much they were and boom we came home with a cat. And this engagement ring, I just wanted RJ to know what kind of ring I wanted and to see how much rings were, and boom we put a ring on hold which is now on my finger. And I started looking into vacations and 2 weeks later we were in Vancouver. So I definately think I should hold off on the wedding planning or else I wont make it a few years. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000080"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I want to get the Showtime channels but I know we cant afford it. It just sucks not being able to keep up with the new Dexters. We watch all the other seasons on Netflix but the new stuff we cant watch cuz we dont have the channels. Maybe someday we'll get those channels. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>More December Days</title>
    <published>2009-12-13T11:06:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-13T11:06:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri" size="2"&gt;Day 1: My favorite song - Anything by Breathe Carolina &lt;br /&gt;Day 2: My favorite movie - Disney movies are my thing. &lt;br /&gt;Day 3: My favorite television program - Dexter &lt;br /&gt;Day 4: My favorite book - Magazines are more my thing. &lt;br /&gt;Day 5: My favorite quote - Happiness is a journey, not a destination. &lt;br /&gt;Day 6: My biggest pet peeve - Trying to lie when I already know the truth &lt;br /&gt;Day 7: A photo that makes me happy -&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img class="media" alt="US6.jpg picture by misconception_photos" galleryimg="no" style="width: 320px; cursor: default; height: 240px" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff216/misconception_photos/US6.jpg?t=1260185420" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: A photo that makes me angry or sad - &lt;br /&gt; &lt;img alt="" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff216/misconception_photos/FRIENDS/l_4aca973cd01545aaafdac5467f9d62-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: A photo I took - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff216/misconception_photos/FRIENDS/ariel.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: A photo of me taken over ten years ago - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: A photo of me taken recently -&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/itsjustmelissa/pic/000023rk/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" width="320" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/itsjustmelissa/pic/000023rk/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: Whatever tickles my fancy - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i560.photobucket.com/albums/ss46/moxymami/Xmas/Lights2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13: A fictional book - I dont know any books.&lt;br /&gt;Day 14: A non-fictional book - (just getting this one outta the way) Still dont know any books&lt;br /&gt;Day 15: A fanatic - &lt;br /&gt;Day 16: A song that makes me cry - &lt;br /&gt;Day 17: An art piece - &lt;br /&gt;Day 18: Whatever tickles my fancy - &lt;br /&gt;Day 19: A talent of mine - &lt;br /&gt;Day 20: A hobby of mine - &lt;br /&gt;Day 21: A recipe - &lt;br /&gt;Day 22: A website - &lt;br /&gt;Day 23: A YouTube video - &lt;br /&gt;Day 24: Whatever tickles my fancy - &lt;br /&gt;Day 25: My day, in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;Day 26: My week, in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;Day 27: My month, in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;Day 28: My year, in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;Day 29: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days - &lt;br /&gt;Day 30: Whatever tickles my fancy - &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>itsjustmelissa @ 2009-12-11T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-12T05:44:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-12T05:44:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;I just want to cry. &lt;br /&gt;I feel the need to cry. &lt;br /&gt;But I've got no tears. &lt;br /&gt;Or I've got enough tears but not enough emotion to get it out.&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I dont know how I'm feeling.&lt;br /&gt;I've made a new email and a new myspace.&lt;br /&gt;But it makes me so upset.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I look at how empty it all is I just want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;This is so rude. &lt;br /&gt;Everything was going so well in my life.&lt;br /&gt;So of course something was going to happen.&lt;br /&gt;And this sucks. So much. &lt;br /&gt;It's ridiculous how much this effects me.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>yeah</title>
    <published>2009-12-12T02:55:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-12T02:55:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Breathe Carolina - Hello Fasination</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You Want To Do Before You Die:&lt;br /&gt;1. Learn German again&lt;br /&gt;2. Have a baby girl &lt;br /&gt;3. Go on an expensive romantic vacation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Names You Go By:&lt;br /&gt;1. Melissa&lt;br /&gt;2. Mo&lt;br /&gt;3. Wifey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Parts Of Your Heritage:&lt;br /&gt;1. German&lt;br /&gt;2. American&lt;br /&gt;3.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things That Scare You:&lt;br /&gt;1. Spiders&lt;br /&gt;2. Suffocation&lt;br /&gt;3. Being Stabbed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Of Your Everyday Essentials:&lt;br /&gt;1. Internet&lt;br /&gt;2. Something sweet&lt;br /&gt;3. RJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You Are Wearing Right Now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Socks&lt;br /&gt;2. Sweats&lt;br /&gt;3. Shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Things You Want In A Relationship:&lt;br /&gt;1. Passion&lt;br /&gt;2. Trust&lt;br /&gt;3. Communication&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Truths And A Lie (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;1. 40 DDD&lt;br /&gt;2. Always a smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;3. Straight teeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Physical Things About The Preferred Sex That Appeal To You:&lt;br /&gt;1. Tall&lt;br /&gt;2. Not Skinny&lt;br /&gt;3. Cute Smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Of Your Favorite Hobbies:&lt;br /&gt;1. Web Surfing&lt;br /&gt;2. Eating&lt;br /&gt;3. Relaxing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Ways That You Are Stereotypically A Dude:&lt;br /&gt;1. Fart&lt;br /&gt;2. Burp&lt;br /&gt;3. Messy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Ways That You Are Stereotypically A Chick:&lt;br /&gt;1. Wear Makeup&lt;br /&gt;2. Have girl shoes&lt;br /&gt;3. Bitchy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without saying names say something to three people.&lt;br /&gt;1) You're a fucking bitch and you'll never grow up.&lt;br /&gt;2) I love you but you make bad decisions.&lt;br /&gt;3) You're too far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s something that always gives you the chills?&lt;br /&gt;Epic parts in a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do people think about you that isn&amp;rsquo;t true?&lt;br /&gt;I'm a friendless immature bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many months until your birthday?&lt;br /&gt;About 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the first girl you&amp;rsquo;d go to if there was something wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Ariel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to cuddle?&lt;br /&gt;Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What&amp;rsquo;s the best feeling in the world?&lt;br /&gt;I'd say one of the best feelings is right after sex when we're lying real close to each other and catching our breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How&amp;rsquo;s your heart lately?&lt;br /&gt;It's beating normally. Hasn't hurt in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long can you go without your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Not very long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Not at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small"&gt;Well I've been frustrated for the past few days. This stupid email thing is really getting to me. And if it was her then her plan was a success. I'm mad and frustrated and stressed and my life is bad. But if not then I'm sorry for bothering her I guess. I just want my email back. I dont care about the myspace. That email has very important things in there. From old pictures and emails to account information on everything I've ever signed up for since 9th grade. I hope it was her and not some real hacker out there in the world. My life could be fucked up forever if its some real hacker. My name, cell number, address, ssn, and like everything about me is in there somewhere. And I'm really hungry right now and we have like nothing to eat. And I dont know if its my fingers or the keyboard but I'm typing really bad. I have to hit the backspace key way way way to much. I wish everything would go back to normal again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>December 10</title>
    <published>2009-12-11T05:48:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-11T05:48:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm pretty frustrated right now.&lt;br /&gt;This whole myspace and email thing is bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care much that my myspace was deleted cuz it's not hard to make a new one.&lt;br /&gt;But why was it deleted? Did &amp;quot;Tom&amp;quot; just decide &amp;quot;oh this one will be deleted now&amp;quot;?&lt;br /&gt;Or was it some hacker that did it? Or did someone purposely break into my account and delete it?&lt;br /&gt;But to delete a Myspace you cant just hit delete and it's done.&lt;br /&gt;You have to confirm it in an email and that's why I find it suspicious.&lt;br /&gt;My myspace was deleted AND the email attached to my myspace was messed with.&lt;br /&gt;So its pretty unlikely that some hacker broke into my email, changed my password, and deleted my myspace for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me believe that someone I know did it. But no one knows my passwords. &lt;br /&gt;I dont have them written down anywhere and I dont tell people. RJ didnt do it cuz I asked him and plus he has no reason to do that.&lt;br /&gt;No one else uses my computer or my phone. &lt;br /&gt;Its just really frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;I'm never good at coming up with usernames and right now I'm trying to make a new email account so then I can make a new myspace.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to talk to someone about this right now cuz talking about it out loud or thru texts/IMs helps me get my feelings out.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah writing about it helps a little but not as much as having feed back right away... lame.</content>
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    <title>omg</title>
    <published>2009-12-11T05:10:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-11T05:10:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;OMG!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff0000"&gt;what the heck happened?!&lt;br /&gt;I went to log into myspace and it kept saying I have to log in to continue.&lt;br /&gt;So I gave up after a few attempts.&lt;br /&gt;Then I try to check my email and it says my password is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;So after trying that a few times, I click the forgot password button&lt;br /&gt;And it gives me these stupid security questions that I dont remember the answers too.&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm locked out of yahoo for 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to log on RJs myspace to see if its my account or the internet thats being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I get into his just fine. Scroll down to his top friends. I'm not even on it.&lt;br /&gt;I go to Ariels page, I'm not on hers either. I type in my URL. Its invalid.&lt;br /&gt;My freakin myspace got deleted somehow and my email password changed.&lt;br /&gt;WTF!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whats going on?! Its really frustrating and stupid and it better be some internet screw up that'll be fixed in like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz its not some coincedence that my only myspace and my only email account both got fucked up at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;And I've got something to say to the person who fucked it up, FUCK YOU BITCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>What A Jerk</title>
    <published>2009-12-09T10:00:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-09T10:00:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;So at work these Avon books show up. Obviously from the Avon person.&lt;br /&gt;But I look at them when Im on break and stuff. And today I decided to go online and check it out.&lt;br /&gt;So I found some cool stuff. &lt;br /&gt;This 12 in 1 eye shadow, 2 pencil eye shadows, and a lip gloss. They were all on sale.&lt;br /&gt;So I asked RJ to get my debit card for me and I even asked nicely and said please.&lt;br /&gt;But he said are you buying make up?? I said yeah. And he said I didn't need it.&lt;br /&gt;And he asked how much and I said $20. Then he said blah blah dont need it blah blah waste of money.&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah Avon just lures you in and makes you spend money blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;He just got all stupid and was telling me I cant buy things that I want when I have the money for it&lt;br /&gt;and just because I did one of those virtual makeover things (using a model face) that I was lured into there money spending plan and crap like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;That makes me really mad because he spends $40 every couple weeks on chew and hella money on Microsoft points and stupid energy drinks but I cant spend $20 on some damn make up. &lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;But now of course I'm not gonna buy it. I kinda see a point of why I shouldnt but not because of what he said. Just cuz I shouldnt really spend my money on that right now. Maybe after payday then I will. &lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>December Days</title>
    <published>2009-12-09T08:28:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-09T08:28:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 10pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;font face="Calibri"&gt;Day 1: My favorite song - Anything by Breathe Carolina &lt;br /&gt;Day 2: My favorite movie - Disney movies are my thing. &lt;br /&gt;Day 3: My favorite television program - Dexter &lt;br /&gt;Day 4: My favorite book - Magazines are more my thing. &lt;br /&gt;Day 5: My favorite quote - Happiness is a journey, not a destination. &lt;br /&gt;Day 6: My biggest pet peeve - Trying to lie when I already know the truth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 7: A photo that makes me happy - &lt;img class="media" alt="US6.jpg picture by misconception_photos" galleryimg="no" style="width: 320px; cursor: default; height: 240px" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff216/misconception_photos/US6.jpg?t=1260185420" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8: A photo that makes me angry or sad - &lt;img alt="" src="http://i227.photobucket.com/albums/dd246/222swift/Copenhagen_LongCut.png" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9: A photo I took - &lt;img alt="" src="http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff216/misconception_photos/FRIENDS/ariel.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10: A photo of me taken over ten years ago - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11: A photo of me taken recently - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 12: Whatever tickles my fancy - &lt;br /&gt;Day 13: A fictional book - &lt;br /&gt;Day 14: A non-fictional book - &lt;br /&gt;Day 15: A fanatic - &lt;br /&gt;Day 16: A song that makes me cry - &lt;br /&gt;Day 17: An art piece - &lt;br /&gt;Day 18: Whatever tickles my fancy - &lt;br /&gt;Day 19: A talent of mine - &lt;br /&gt;Day 20: A hobby of mine - &lt;br /&gt;Day 21: A recipe - &lt;br /&gt;Day 22: A website - &lt;br /&gt;Day 23: A YouTube video - &lt;br /&gt;Day 24: Whatever tickles my fancy - &lt;br /&gt;Day 25: My day, in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;Day 26: My week, in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;Day 27: My month, in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;Day 28: My year, in great detail - &lt;br /&gt;Day 29: Hopes, dreams and plans for the next 365 days - &lt;br /&gt;Day 30: Whatever tickles my fancy - &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Whats Not Fair...</title>
    <published>2009-12-07T06:45:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-07T06:45:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Lot's of things in life aren't fair. It sucks that 98% of the time we can't control these unfair things.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to try to make a list of all the unfair things in life. &lt;br /&gt;Some of those things are going to be important and other things are just stupid in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;One Tree Hill is still going on but the OC got cancelled years ago. Unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Jon and Kate plus 8 was stopped because basically Jon was running out of things to keep him in the spotlight. Unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Child related crimes where the bad guy(s) get away. Unfair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Well that kinda sucked haha I can't think of anything else right now. My mind isn't focused anymore.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll add to this later when things come back to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Yep</title>
    <published>2009-12-06T10:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-06T10:09:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000080"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Today is now Sunday December 6, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;It's about 2 am here in Washington.&lt;br /&gt;RJ and I are staying up as late as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Later tonight he works at 10 pm doing night stock.&lt;br /&gt;So the later we stay up the later we'll sleep in which means he wont be tired as soon.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just staying up with him because I can. &lt;br /&gt;He's playing Halo 3 right now while I am on the internet, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired but not let's go to bed tired. So that's good I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish there was more to do on the internet.&lt;br /&gt;Which is crazy to say because I have the whole internet at my fingertips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300"&gt;Friday night I went to the bar with my mom and Savannah and this guy from Florida.&lt;br /&gt;It was alright. Since Friday nights are kinda busy I was left alone a lot. &lt;br /&gt;It was understandable. They were hanging with friends.&lt;br /&gt;And then some mexicans were causing trouble with these black guys.&lt;br /&gt;So my mom told me if a fight starts then I need to book it out the side door.&lt;br /&gt;That freaked me out a little because I don't need to be getting shot for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;But it was all good because the black guys left because they had warrants out and it wasn't worth it to fight.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't even really drink anything either. I was there for more than 4 hours and I didn't even finish my first drink.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I just wasn't in the drinking mood. Or I was too worried about getting wasted.&lt;br /&gt;But finally RJ got off work and picked me up and we had Taco Bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>A Survey About My Man.</title>
    <published>2009-12-06T01:37:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-06T01:37:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What is their name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;Robert James.. RJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What pet name do you like to call them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;Hubby, Cutie, Baby, Babe, Stupid haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;How long have you been together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;More than 2 1/2 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;How did you meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;He was my friends friend and we all hung out one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What do you like the most about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;I like how he loves me and treats me nice and to him I'm the most beautiful woman on the earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What do you like the least about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;His chewing tobacco addiction. Its gross.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What is the best thing they have ever done for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;There's so many things. For one still being with me after all the mean things I've done. Driving me to work everyday and picking me up. Buying me things. Loving me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Have they met your parents yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;Yes, well just my mom. My dad is MIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What would you kids look like if you had kids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;Probably some funny looking little things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What is the worst argument you have had?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;I think we were arguing about nothing. He just made me mad so I called him names and we lost our tempers and he threw stuff at the wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Do you still kiss a lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;I'd say we kiss regularly lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Who asked who out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;I don't remember. But he told me that he liked me first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Do you think you will get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;Oh yes definately. I've already got a ring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Can you see yourself growing old with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;I can. I think we're meant to be together. And the only thing that would tear us apart is another lover. Which isn't happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What is the one thing you would like to change about them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;His chewing addiction. And maybe his love for video games. Not that video games are so bad but they aren't everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What do you think they would like to change about you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;Probably my attitude. But I have been changing it so I dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;What is the first gift they ever bought you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;Vitamin water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Do you have a favorite song together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;No our music tastes are way different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Which famous person do you think they look like the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;Uh none.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Would you say the two of you are a good match?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366"&gt;I think we fit perfectly together and thats why we've been together this long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;</content>
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    <title>Lately</title>
    <published>2009-12-03T08:40:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-03T08:40:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well not much has been going on. Just working and chillin.&lt;br /&gt;At work RJ and I got in trouble for hanging around each other to much while working.&lt;br /&gt;Which is understandable. Its a work place and we shouldn't act like a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent is due now. Tomorrow we're going to pay it. &lt;br /&gt;Then we have to pay our power bill. &lt;br /&gt;It would sure suck to have our power turned off now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've been playing the Sims 3 a lot lately. &lt;br /&gt;I really like it.&lt;br /&gt;Well I only make people and build houses.&lt;br /&gt;Then I play a little and then I'm done haha.&lt;br /&gt;I'll spend hours making a person and their house and then I'll be done playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went grocery shopping today. Hooray food stamps!&lt;br /&gt;I think we were very successful lol.&lt;br /&gt;We were actually under the estimate I had and we got hella more than the list said.&lt;br /&gt;Yay for corporate discounts haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Friday. It's my day off and I'm so gonna relax.&lt;br /&gt;Or spend hours on Sims. &lt;br /&gt;I should probably spend the day cleaning house.&lt;br /&gt;But whateva. We'll see when the day comes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Tinsel town</title>
    <published>2009-11-29T23:43:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-29T23:43:31Z</updated>
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&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;When I lived with my mom we always put up the tree and other decorations after Thanksgiving. And we'd take them down New Years Day. But then we got sick of it and we started taking everything down the day after xmas. &lt;br /&gt;But now I've got my own house and decorations, so the tree is up today and I dunno when I'll take it down.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Great Thanksgiving</title>
    <published>2009-11-28T07:33:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-28T07:33:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Finally home now.&lt;br /&gt;RJ and I left around noon to go to his parents house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;We ate around 4 I think.&lt;br /&gt;The food was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;I love Thanksgiving food.&lt;br /&gt;I ate so much. I was so full.&lt;br /&gt;Then RJ and I took a 2 hour nap in his parents bed lol.&lt;br /&gt;When we woke up his grandparents were there.&lt;br /&gt;So we all chit chatted and then we had pie.&lt;br /&gt;After some more digestion we finally left.&lt;br /&gt;We went to Walmart to get our xmas tree and some decorations.&lt;br /&gt;I think our tree is going to be so pretty. &lt;br /&gt;Its a white tree and we got 2 shades of blue ornaments. The tree is prelit.&lt;br /&gt;And its also only 4 ft tall. We dont need a big one.&lt;br /&gt;But RJ says I cant put the tree up til December. Which isn't that far away lol.&lt;br /&gt;We also checked out the DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;We got Observe and Report for $9!&lt;br /&gt;And Transporter 1 and 2 for $7.50 and the SIMS 3 for $25.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm pretty much broke but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day. Very good day. &lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Thanksgiving already.</title>
    <published>2009-11-26T20:51:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-26T20:51:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Okay so I've been up for like 45 minutes now. I went pee and fed Charlie. Now I'm just wasting time til RJ gets up which could be forever since he stayed up til 5am. I had a major headache so I passed out around 1 I think. It was so nice last night tho. RJ and I went to bed around midnight but we always talk about our day before sleeping. So we did and we cuddled and then he totally rubbed my feet which was really nice lol. Usually I get mad at him for staying up later but today I'm letting it slide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work tonight at 5. It's going to be pretty dead cuz around then people are done eating and they just sit around all full or they go home. They arent going to come to the grocery store. I'm probably going to get told to clean a bunch of shit. I can always help RJ with his helper clerk stuff cuz he starts at 6. It's pretty cool cuz he'll be a helper clerk the first part and then when Cory needs him then he'll do night stock til 2am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part about today is... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOLIDAY PAY!!!! &lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;Yeah holiday pay is the best. Plus the night pay. I'm making bank tonight. So is RJ. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;It seems like the year has gone by fast. I think that happens every year. The year is almost over. I'm ready for a new year, a new start basically. I wonder if I'll have a resolution. I usually dont cuz they are pointless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Thankful For:&lt;br /&gt;My job &lt;br /&gt;Having a place to live &lt;br /&gt;Having a boyfriend who loves me &lt;br /&gt;My family who always believes in me &lt;br /&gt;Ariel who has been the most supportive and understanding friend I've ever had&lt;br /&gt;The Humane Society for giving me Charlie&lt;br /&gt;The nice things I've been able to buy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: If we took a holiday ...</title>
    <published>2009-11-26T20:30:26Z</published>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your favorite holiday and why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_crazyprotein' lj:user='crazyprotein' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://crazyprotein.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://crazyprotein.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;crazyprotein&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1137'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1137"&gt;View 1052 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800000"&gt;Thanksgiving for sure! I love all the food. I don't really care much about spending time with family. It's just all about the food. Yum Yum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: The right fight</title>
    <published>2009-11-26T06:24:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-26T06:24:40Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is your proudest life accomplishment so far and why?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1145'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1145"&gt;View 562 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;My proudest accomplishment would have to be getting an apartment. Just being able to afford it and be accepted for it. My first apartment. Amazing. It's a big step into adulthood. I know it's not just my apartment, I share it with my boyfriend. But still. And also I used savings money from my grandparents and his mom helped a bunch but it was also our own savings that paid for everything. Even without any help we still could've gotten the apartment, it just would of kind of sucked inside haha.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Is your goose (or tofu) cooked?</title>
    <published>2009-11-26T03:49:24Z</published>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you planning to host Thanksgiving at your place or will you travel to see family and/or friends? Do you prefer a traditional menu or something entirely different? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=1138'" /&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=1138"&gt;View 642 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;For thanksgiving this year, RJ and I are planning on going to his parents house on friday for thanksgiving dinner instead of thursday because everyones schedules work out better for friday. Today at work we had a thanksgiving pot luck. I made biscuits and cupcakes. I think next year I want to attempt to make thanksgiving dinner at home. And I like traditional. Turkey, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, stuffing. YUM.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>gay</title>
    <published>2009-11-24T03:20:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-24T03:20:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;so lame. another headache. worked earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;after work rj and i went to the store and bk.&lt;br /&gt;then came home and watched juno but i fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;woke up in a crappy mood. rj woke me up to say bye before he left for work.&lt;br /&gt;then my headache hurt and my internet is gay again and nothings on tv so i cried like a dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand why my internet does that. it'll say that my security crap is different from the network and i cant get wireless internet.&lt;br /&gt;but i havent done anything at all. &lt;br /&gt;so last time i reinstalled the wireless thing and now today it did it again&lt;br /&gt;but this time i just plugged in the cable.&lt;br /&gt;rj and i made a payment today. a big important payment. but im not saying what it is.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>gone</title>
    <published>2009-11-23T00:34:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-23T00:34:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;well i was eating an orange and then i realized my plastic lip stud was gone.&lt;br /&gt;i totally ate it like a fat. i didnt even realize it til it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to go to the mall and buy another set. which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this commercial for webmd and they have this depression test.&lt;br /&gt;so i took it and guess what... according to them i'm extremely depressed lol&lt;br /&gt;woo tell me something i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>B B B BORING</title>
    <published>2009-11-22T00:48:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-22T00:48:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;what a slow day. been up since 11 and not much has happened. which is all fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;rj got asked to work earlier than scheduled today so he's been at work since 2. i work at 7. my moms taking me there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think maybe i'm becoming a coffee drinker. i've had starbucks 2 days in a row and today i had coffee at home.&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing wrong with drinking coffee, its just different for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rj was approved for that credit card i was talking about before. he said i was gonna be the one to hold on to it.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully he still goes thru with that when the card gets here. cuz he cant afford to fuck up his credit this early in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of life. someone has made it thru another year of life. happy birthday to her. not like it matters now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres all this vampire crap on tv right now. i think its all stupid. just like harry potter and lord of the rings. &lt;br /&gt;maybe if i read books then it'd be more interesting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>itsjustmelissa @ 2009-11-20T20:08:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-21T04:08:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-21T04:08:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000080"&gt;headaches kill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small"&gt;it hurts so bad. it makes me want to put on a new head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #800080"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small"&gt;i've been getting so many hours at work. &lt;br /&gt;its really good cuz i need the money&lt;br /&gt;but it sucks spending all my time at work. &lt;br /&gt;i mean its not like i have a busy life or a life at all but still i prefer being lazy at home then standing at work.&lt;br /&gt;now that rj's a helper clerk that means that we only have 4 courtesy clerks &lt;br /&gt;and i'm second on the senority list and the new guy is in school and underage so he can only work short hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #339966"&gt;the first week of december rj and i are gonna buy a little christmas tree and some decorations.&lt;br /&gt;its going to be cute. our first christmas on our own. even tho we're going to his parents for christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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