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  <title>][goodbye.cruel.world[?][</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jun 2005 21:21:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If you love me, follow me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New journal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/_watson&quot;&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/_watson&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*^_^*</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 22:07:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][wish.came.true][</title>
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  <description>~Lightning is striking all over the place. I&apos;m all hyped up for this upcoming weekend. Q&apos;s trip in case we don&apos;t go on Sunday- I&apos;m calling my boy for Molly to come to town. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking am in love IN. Like- gaga type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*blush*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&apos;t go this summer, or if you do, let me be your carry-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][dandi.b][</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 May 2005 00:33:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*hides under sofa*</title>
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  <description>I enjoy prose and tea and burlesque shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like my bathwater to 97 degrees. I like walking barefoot. I do not like italian dressing. When I cook, I tend to burn things. I smoke cigarettes and enjoy coffee in cheap motels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy a good drink and a napkin with lipstick traces and a telephone number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrests[?]:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abandonment, alcohol abuse, assorted diseases, breaking glass windows, burlesque, catholic preachers, cereal box mascots, cheap bets, cocktail hour, corporate whores, dance, delerium, dreaming in color, drug use, fancy dining, fashion, feminism, feminists, filmaking, free refills, haute-couture, heroin needles, high-fives, identity theft, kicking strangers, lack of communication, lack of feeling, lack of oxygen, laundry baskets, lesbianism, modeling, movies, music, my one-trick pony, pin-up models, poetry, prose, rusty equipment, scattered bruises, sex in public, smoke rings, smudged makeup, sufficating children, theatre, toys in the attic, train hopping, transexuals, travel, tricks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We like it... we like it... we &lt;i&gt;like&lt;/i&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucked 2 ways from tuesday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 23:03:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][fuck.fuck.fuck][</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.queendom.com/tests/minitests/index.html&quot;&gt;http://www.queendom.com/tests/minitests/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take tests... be happy. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Drama-Queen Test... (excerpt from results)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Whatever the case, it would certainly be beneficial to keep the theatrics to a minimum. Going over-the-top can spice up your life but it also can cause unnecessary stress. When you&apos;re on the verge of freaking out, take a deep breath and consider how things fit into the big picture. Is it really worth it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Sex change test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;While you could probably blend in fairly well with the male species, certain behaviors would reveal your true femininity. You&apos;ve got a sort of androgynous approach to life, which means you&apos;re don&apos;t fit the male stereotypes to the T, but you&apos;re not 100% a typical woman either. This is probably a good thing - you can likely relate to both genders and understand the rationale behind characteristic &quot;female&quot; and &quot;male&quot; conduct. You&apos;re sitting on the fence!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I like sitting on fences.&lt;br /&gt;--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly: Dirty Mind Test-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This probably isn&apos;t much of a shocker, but you&apos;ve got a one-track mind! Either your hormones have taken over your brain or you&apos;re feeling deprived in some way, because s-e-x is the first thing that pops into your mind on almost any occasion. This may or may not be a problem, depending on the point to which your fantasizing takes over your mental processes - thinking about getting it on is a vital part of any healthy sex drive, but it can bring trouble when it&apos;s too extreme. As long as you are still able to shut off that part of your brain when need be (while working, for example), there&apos;s no cause for concern.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... what was I thinking about again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen? In bed? With me? Having overt sex? All the time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dirty thought just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[you get the picture]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 26 May 2005 21:59:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][I have Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (CFS)!][Read on, niggas!][</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Bad Habits You Have: &lt;br /&gt;1. Lying.&lt;br /&gt;2. Being over-jealous.&lt;br /&gt;3. Amphetamine abuse.&lt;br /&gt;4. Scratching and fidgeting all the fucking time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Things That You Wish You Had: &lt;br /&gt;1. An &apos;offical&apos; car.&lt;br /&gt;2. A kilo.&lt;br /&gt;3. A studio apartment.&lt;br /&gt;4. A NYC club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Scents You Love: &lt;br /&gt;1. Gasoline&lt;br /&gt;2. Contradiction (Jen&apos;s smell &amp;lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;3. Earthy, good-grade cocaine.&lt;br /&gt;4. Rain on pavement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four People That Know You the Best: &lt;br /&gt;1. Jen.&lt;br /&gt;2. Jayson.&lt;br /&gt;3. Kate.&lt;br /&gt;4. My mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Things You&apos;d Never Wear: &lt;br /&gt;1. Uh... no.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Things You Are Thinking About Now: &lt;br /&gt;1. I miss Jen.&lt;br /&gt;2. I need a fucking cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to fuck &lt;b&gt;right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I want to go out dancing tonight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Things That You Have Done Today: &lt;br /&gt;1. Had coffee.&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to Jen on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;3. Ate chicken lo-mein.&lt;br /&gt;4. Got myself off 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name the Last Four Things You Have Bought: &lt;br /&gt;1. Coffee.&lt;br /&gt;2. Cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;3. Pez.&lt;br /&gt;4. Bracelet materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four People You Would Like To Spend More Time With: &lt;br /&gt;1. Jen &lt;br /&gt;2. Jayson&lt;br /&gt;3. Morgan&lt;br /&gt;4. Michael the beautiful dance-whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Bands/Groups Most People Don&apos;t Know You Like: &lt;br /&gt;1. The Exies[!]&lt;br /&gt;2. Bright Eyes (&apos;Digital Ash...&apos; CD- I don&apos;t know the song titles)&lt;br /&gt;3. Enigma&lt;br /&gt;4. Coldplay (one song from Garden State)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name The Last Four Worst Events That Have Happened To You: &lt;br /&gt;1. The recent stabbing pains in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;2. The &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; recent stabbing pains in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;3. Being re-consumed with self-loathing.&lt;br /&gt;4. Feeling as though I lost everything near-and-dear to me by my own hands, and now I have to struggle to get it all back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENERAL INFO... &lt;br /&gt;Name: Danielle&lt;br /&gt;Name Backwards: Ellenad&lt;br /&gt;Does your name mean anything? Warrior of God/Grace.&lt;br /&gt;Were you named after anyone? No.&lt;br /&gt;Nick Name(s):Dandi, Baby D, Owl, Sefie, Edward, Marie.&lt;br /&gt;Screen Name(s): vxdigitalwhitexv&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: 01/21/1986&lt;br /&gt;Place of Birth: Denville, NJ&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: Living- Denville, Working- Rockaway, NJ.&lt;br /&gt;Sign: Aquarius&lt;br /&gt;Religion: idfk... I&apos;m witchie sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5&apos;3&apos;&apos;&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 98 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Size: 8&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: Brownish red.&lt;br /&gt;Eye color: Brown or goldish in the sun- it&apos;s weird.&lt;br /&gt;What do you look like? Wynona Ryder. *eccentric laugh*&lt;br /&gt;Innie or Outie? I roll with the in croud. xD&lt;br /&gt;Righty, Lefty, or Ambidextrous? Depends on what I&apos;m doing. Mostly righty.&lt;br /&gt;Gay, Straight, Bi, or Other: Gay. Fucking dykeadelic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS YOUR... &lt;br /&gt;Best friend(s): Jen&apos;s Cat. Hahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Boyfriend:&lt;/strike&gt; Uh... no. NO. Girlfriend is Jen Thompkins. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Crush: Jenlust. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Parent(s): James Larson (who i&apos;ll meet someday) and Jeanie Richard.&lt;br /&gt;Worst Enemy: Too many to list without a LJ-cut, so no.&lt;br /&gt;Favorite on-line Guy(s): Squeak from Ravematch.com&lt;br /&gt;Favorite on-line Girl(s): Izzah and my myspace girls.&lt;br /&gt;Funniest friend: Kate because she has good stories about &apos;her kids&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;Craziest friend: Jayson when he&apos;s drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Loudest Friend: Jen because we yell all the time about &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt; even while eating, fucking, watching tv... fuck you! :D&lt;br /&gt;Person you cry &lt;strike&gt;with:&lt;/strike&gt; at: Jen because I fuck up everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE... &lt;br /&gt;Any sisters: I think I have one of those. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Any brothers: George Dows in Virginia. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Any pets: Kate. ;) Just kidding, hun.&lt;br /&gt;A Disease: Tachochardia, Raynauds Syndrome, Multiple Sclerosis, Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (CFS).&lt;br /&gt;A Pager: NO. Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;A Personal phone number: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;A leather jacket with studs on it?: Ahahahaha. No.&lt;br /&gt;A heroin needle: Yes. I have 4 left.&lt;br /&gt;A Pool or hot tub: Neither.&lt;br /&gt;A Car: It&apos;s not signed over, but I drive it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIBE YOUR... &lt;br /&gt;Personality: As if &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; even have any idea, honestly...&lt;br /&gt;Driving: Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Car or one you want: Mine&apos;s a 94 Plymouth Sundance- Purple w/a rainbow wheel-cover.&lt;br /&gt;Room: I had my wall covered in cut-outs until Jen peeled some off... it&apos;s a mess, but I&apos;m trying to clean it.&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: Volitiles, Sugar, Steve Madden.&lt;br /&gt;School: I graduated, and I&apos;m not in college yet. (lame) &lt;br /&gt;Bed: Purple &quot;Hello Kitty&quot; Sheets. 2x Pillowtop... niiiice.&lt;br /&gt;Relationship with your parent(s): Mom&apos;s being nicer, nana&apos;s getting retarded, grandpa just died a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;Belief in yourself: I have a little faith in myself. (*dies laughing*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU.... &lt;br /&gt;Like to drive: It&apos;s not that bad anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: On ferry boats.&lt;br /&gt;Eat Chicken fingers with a fork: Wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Dream in color: Technicolor.&lt;br /&gt;Type with your fingers on home row: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep with a stuffed animal: Tons.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight? I think so, but you usually don&apos;t &apos;realize&apos; it at first.&lt;br /&gt;Consider yourself a good listener: Fuck no!&lt;br /&gt;Consider yourself a good friend: Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;Get Along with your parents: A lot more as of recently.&lt;br /&gt;Save your e-mail conversations: If they&apos;re romantic or can get someone in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Believe in reincarnation: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Like to make fun of people: *dies laughing* Are you SERIOUS?!&lt;br /&gt;Like to talk on the phone: More times than not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS/ARE/WAS.... &lt;br /&gt;Right next to you: A ticker-tape machine and a credit-card machine and a room key machine and more random shit. Oh, and Paul. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;On the walls of your room: Cut-outs, drawings, posters, bile... you know.&lt;br /&gt;On your mouse pad: It says &apos;Hilstar&apos; (like the Hilton Computer Co.)&lt;br /&gt;Your dream car: idfk.&lt;br /&gt;Your dream date: idfk.&lt;br /&gt;Your dream honeymoon spot: Asia. Japan, probably.&lt;br /&gt;Your dream husband/wife: Thompkins.&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: wtf is that?&lt;br /&gt;Under your bed: Lots of shit. &lt;br /&gt;The single most important question: What?&lt;br /&gt;Your bad time of the day: Mid-morning.&lt;br /&gt;Your worst fear(s): Elevators, Drowning and Heights.&lt;br /&gt;The time? 5:16 pm&lt;br /&gt;The date? 5-26-2005&lt;br /&gt;The best trick you ever played on someone: I can&apos;t think right now.&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest food or drink that you like: Ramune &apos;toilet candy&apos; according to my friends.&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing about growing up: idfk&lt;br /&gt;Your funniest experience: idfk!&lt;br /&gt;Your scariest moment: &quot;realizing that im really vulnerable&quot;- Jen.&lt;br /&gt;The silliest thing you&apos;ve said: Recently? &quot;Don&apos;t feel down... feel up!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest or most desperate thing you&apos;ve done to get the attention of the opposite sex? Hahahahaha. I like Jen&apos;s answer. &lt;br /&gt;The worst feeling in the world: Being alone.&lt;br /&gt;The best feeling in the world: &quot;knowing the person you love can take your shit.&quot;-Jen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES &lt;br /&gt;Number: 12, 42, 37!&lt;br /&gt;Colour: Pink and black.&lt;br /&gt;Day: Friday&lt;br /&gt;Month: May or June.&lt;br /&gt;Song: Deathcab- &quot;Lack of Color&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;Movie: Hedwig and the Angry Inch.&lt;br /&gt;Food: Taco Bell or asian candies.&lt;br /&gt;Band: MSI, Manson (marilyn or shirley).&lt;br /&gt;Season: Autumn.&lt;br /&gt;Sport: Badminton.&lt;br /&gt;Class: Lit or art.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Dr. Brown.&lt;br /&gt;Drink: Ramune.&lt;br /&gt;Veggie: Carrot with dressing..&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: Anything on &quot;Adult Swim&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;Radio Station: I don&apos;t like radio.&lt;br /&gt;Store: Papaya.&lt;br /&gt;Animal: Kitty[!]&lt;br /&gt;Flower: Orchids.&lt;br /&gt;State: New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT &lt;br /&gt;Me/You: Usually Me. xD&lt;br /&gt;Coke/pepsi: C-co-coke. &lt;br /&gt;Day/night: Night way way.&lt;br /&gt;Aol/aim: AOL.&lt;br /&gt;Cd/casette: CD duh!&lt;br /&gt;Dvd/vhs: VHS has good imports. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Jeans/khakis: Khaki for work.&lt;br /&gt;Car/truck: cars.&lt;br /&gt;Tall/short: tall. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Lunch/dinner: Supper!&lt;br /&gt;NSYNC/BSB: BSB?&lt;br /&gt;Britney/Christina: Britney.&lt;br /&gt;Gap/Old Navy: Old Navy&lt;br /&gt;Lipstick/Lip gloss: Both.&lt;br /&gt;Silver/Gold: Silver.&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol/Weed: Alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE AND RELATIONSHIP &lt;br /&gt;Do you have a bf/gf?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush?: On my girlfriend. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;How long have you liked him/her?: Since the roller rink.&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re not single... give details...: She is hot, sweet, and amazing in bed, makes amazing omelette and loves me very much.&lt;br /&gt;How long was your longest relationship?: 4 years or so.&lt;br /&gt;How long was your shortest relationship?: A day and a half. ;p&lt;br /&gt;Who was your first love?: Noel Tabaac. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;What do you miss about them?: The fact that she made me feel like narcisistic because people would confuse us for one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST &lt;br /&gt;What is the one thing you would change about your past?: I wouldn&apos;t be such a fuck-up.&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest mistake you&apos;ve made in your life?: Not being honest and opening up.&lt;br /&gt;last thing you heard: Some hindu fucker talking at the desk.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you saw: A fat lady in sleeveless. *shudder*&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you said: &quot;Elevators are down the hall on the left hand side.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you saw?: The fat lady again. WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you kissed?: Jen.&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you hugged?: Jen.&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you fought with?: Jen.&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you were on the phone with?: Jen.&lt;br /&gt;What is the last TV show you saw? Jen... I mean... Inu Yasha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PRESENT &lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing?: My HGIR work-clothes.&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing?: Asking myself why I&apos;m still doing this fucking quiz.&lt;br /&gt;Who are you talking to?: Patrons.&lt;br /&gt;What song are you listening to?: Shitty Jazz music.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?: @ the Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling?: Bored and cranky.&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a chatroom?: I was just on Ravematch.com &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE &lt;br /&gt;What day is it tomorrow?: Friday! *^_^*&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do after this?: Work, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;Who are you going to talk to?: Patrons, again.&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to go?: To hell.&lt;br /&gt;How old will you be when you graduate?: I did.&lt;br /&gt;What do you wanna be?: A DJ, or a teacher. I might work at the YMCA.&lt;br /&gt;What is one of your dreams?: Rolling down hills of needles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER &lt;br /&gt;Drank?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoked?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Had sex?: yes &lt;br /&gt;Stolen?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Done anything illegal?: Hahhahaha. yes. &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to die?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Hit someone?: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER &lt;br /&gt;Do you write in cursive or print?: Print.&lt;br /&gt;Do you drive?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have glasses or braces?: Contacts.&lt;br /&gt;Did you like this survey?: Boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICAL APPERANCE &lt;br /&gt;What do you most like about your body?: My fucking ribcage.&lt;br /&gt;And least?: Everything.&lt;br /&gt;How many fillings do you have?: None. &lt;br /&gt;Do you think you&apos;re good looking?: Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Do other people often tell you that you&apos;re good-looking?: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Do you look like any celebrities?: Wynona Ryder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASHION &lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a watch?: No.&lt;br /&gt;How many coats and jackets do you own?: 6&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pants/skirt color?: Black.&lt;br /&gt;Most expensive item of clothing?: Papaya wardrobe fixings- custom fit.&lt;br /&gt;Most treasured?: Pink skirt from &quot;Soda&quot; that was touched by Michael Alig.&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shoes do you wear?: Volitiles.&lt;br /&gt;Describe your style in one word: not.&lt;br /&gt;How old are you mentally (as in are you mature?): ?&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself in 5 words: four, three, two, one, boom.&lt;br /&gt;What are your worst qualities: I&apos;m a jealous lying bitch.&lt;br /&gt;What are your best qualities: I&apos;m cute-as-a-button sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you get ready in the mornings: 23 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Last thing to drink: Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;Are you gay: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;How big is your penis/breasts: 34 b?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever given yourself an enema: Hahahaha. Yesssss. &lt;br /&gt;Why did you waste all your time on this: idFk!&lt;br /&gt;When did you realize that you were gay: When I was seven, I thought a penis was the ugliest thing ever and I always liked girls&apos; tits.&lt;br /&gt;Any last words: I&apos;m tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject: modus operandi: getting to know you.... &lt;br /&gt;Time: 1:16 pm.  &lt;br /&gt;Mood:  blah. &lt;br /&gt;Music: sgm-. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Name Four Bad Habits You Have: &lt;br /&gt;1. &quot;thinking&quot; about the ocean&lt;br /&gt;2.blind rage&lt;br /&gt;3. stealing&lt;br /&gt;4. not sleeping...then sleeping way too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Things That You Wish You Had: &lt;br /&gt;1. An apartment&lt;br /&gt;2. a record deal :P&lt;br /&gt;3. biomech sleave&lt;br /&gt;4. Synth dreads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Scents You Love: &lt;br /&gt;1. bleech&lt;br /&gt;2. hospitals&lt;br /&gt;3. formaldehyde&lt;br /&gt;4. leather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four People That Know You the Best: &lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Things You&apos;d Never Wear: &lt;br /&gt;1. granny clothes...grampa is ok &lt;br /&gt;2. keds&lt;br /&gt;3. bike shorts&lt;br /&gt;4. hot topic sayings shirts &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Things You Are Thinking About Now: &lt;br /&gt;1. This CD kicks ass&lt;br /&gt;2. My head/stomach/ribcage hurts&lt;br /&gt;3. I need to buy clothes&lt;br /&gt;4. I miss dandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Things That You Have Done Today: &lt;br /&gt;1. Ate&lt;br /&gt;2. talked to dandi&lt;br /&gt;3. smoked a spiffy clove&lt;br /&gt;4. listened to SGM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name the Last Four Things You Have Bought: &lt;br /&gt;1. Pirate-ey shirt&lt;br /&gt;2. gum&lt;br /&gt;3. sleeping pills&lt;br /&gt;4.mountain dew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four People You Would Like To Spend More Time With: &lt;br /&gt;1. Dandi &lt;br /&gt;2. i dont really like people..... . .. .. . ... .&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;4. no, fuck this. people are icky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name Four Bands/Groups Most People Don&apos;t Know You Like: &lt;br /&gt;1. AFI&lt;br /&gt;2. Dead kennedys&lt;br /&gt;3. Op. ivy&lt;br /&gt;4. casualties...punk up my ass go ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name The Last Four Worst Events That Have Happened To You: &lt;br /&gt;1.Dandi left my house :/ inevitable&lt;br /&gt;2. stomach pains returned&lt;br /&gt;3. pant devil stole some of my np shit!&lt;br /&gt;4. lost to kiosk wocky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENERAL INFO... &lt;br /&gt;Name: Jen&lt;br /&gt;Name Backwards: Nej&lt;br /&gt;Does your name mean anything? No&lt;br /&gt;Were you named after anyone? nopers&lt;br /&gt;Nick Name(s):Jen&lt;br /&gt;Screen Name(s): StockholmSyndr0m, reptileseraphim&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: ugh its in the fall&lt;br /&gt;Place of Birth: bankok thailand&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: denville nj&lt;br /&gt;Sign: Slippery when wet...hahahaha. ::dies::&lt;br /&gt;Religion: telecon&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5&apos;5 ish&lt;br /&gt;Weight: 107 ;(&lt;br /&gt;Shoe Size: err i forget. these shoes are silly!!&lt;br /&gt;Hair color: darkbrown/black &lt;br /&gt;Eye color: brown&lt;br /&gt;What do you look like? A non john goodman bulldyke/eel&lt;br /&gt;Innie or Outie? innie &lt;br /&gt;Righty, Lefty, or Ambidextrous? different tasks for different hands&lt;br /&gt;Gay, Straight, Bi, or Other: gay..or pan :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO IS YOUR... &lt;br /&gt;Best friend(s): My cat&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend: eeew&lt;br /&gt;Crush: i got my crush ;)&lt;br /&gt;Parent(s): Jaitip and neill jaslowski&lt;br /&gt;Worst Enemy:time! and you fucking sp00ky kids..get out of here!! i hate youuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;Favorite on-line Guy(s): i dont talk to people&lt;br /&gt;Favorite on-line Girl(s): &quot;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest friend: Rich, cuz everyone makes an ass out of him&lt;br /&gt;Craziest friend: literally? i dunno i&apos;m pretty instable&lt;br /&gt;Loudest Friend: cat when shes hungry&lt;br /&gt;Person you cry with: i dont cry...well..... shut up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU HAVE... &lt;br /&gt;Any sisters: 1/2 i havent seen sice i was two&lt;br /&gt;Any brothers: tno&lt;br /&gt;Any pets: Cat, dog and a Dandi :D wakka wakka!&lt;br /&gt;A Disease: lots!&lt;br /&gt;A Pager: no&lt;br /&gt;A Personal phone number:yes&lt;br /&gt;A leather jacket with studs on it?: naw&lt;br /&gt;A heroin needle: not now&lt;br /&gt;A Pool or hot tub: poool...unheated&lt;br /&gt;A Car: i will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCRIBE YOUR... &lt;br /&gt;Personality: Sick, bitchy, insane aparently&lt;br /&gt;Driving: gay&lt;br /&gt;Car or one you want: purple hearse with hydraulics&lt;br /&gt;Room: messy, stuff on the walls..cds everywhere&lt;br /&gt;Shoes: crappy docs, &quot;designer&quot; volatiles, converse&lt;br /&gt;School: Judgemental, mean, ghetto, back stabbing &lt;br /&gt;Bed: Red sheets, black comforter&lt;br /&gt;Relationship with your parent(s): i see my mom once a year and my dad fucks dogs&lt;br /&gt;Belief in yourself: i know i&apos;m here. i just don&apos;t know why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU.... &lt;br /&gt;Like to drive: not really&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: no...i&apos;m a pirate...well if you drive really slow and stop n go&lt;br /&gt;Eat Chicken fingers with a fork: no&lt;br /&gt;Dream in color: usually&lt;br /&gt;Type with your fingers on home row: no&lt;br /&gt;Sleep with a stuffed animal: not really...my cat!&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight? no...but you can wanna fuck at first sight&lt;br /&gt;Consider yourself a good listener:If i care enough&lt;br /&gt;Consider yourself a good friend: no &lt;br /&gt;Get Along with your parents: sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Save your e-mail conversations: if i can use them as black mail&lt;br /&gt;Believe in reincarnation: no&lt;br /&gt;Like to make fun of people: oh hell yeah&lt;br /&gt;Like to talk on the phone: not really unless dandi and I use three way to yell at boys &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS/ARE/WAS.... &lt;br /&gt;Right next to you: dads room &quot;porn kingdom&quot;&lt;br /&gt;On the walls of your room: drawings, posters, medical sketches, comic cards and shit&lt;br /&gt;On your mouse pad: its blue&lt;br /&gt;Your dream car: hearse&lt;br /&gt;Your dream date: woodland madness!!! oh and drugs&lt;br /&gt;Your dream honeymoon spot: japan?&lt;br /&gt;Your dream husband/wife: Dandi...as long as she can still put up with me...&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: no, i&apos;m too badass bitch&lt;br /&gt;Under your bed: synth &lt;br /&gt;The single most important question: What the fuck am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;Your bad time of the day: early afternoon...boringg&lt;br /&gt;Your worst fear(s): drowning, hot water, being in a black/spanish neihborhood without a gun&lt;br /&gt;The time? 822&lt;br /&gt;The date? 7 1 03&lt;br /&gt;The best trick you ever played on someone: punch in the face, stolen wallet&lt;br /&gt;The weirdest food or drink that you like: squid&lt;br /&gt;The hardest thing about growing up: hormonessss. heh no..um...people are mean&lt;br /&gt;Your funniest experience: got lost in canada...&lt;br /&gt;Your scariest moment: realizing that im really vulnerable&lt;br /&gt;The silliest thing you&apos;ve said: &quot;my face just fell off&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The funniest or most desperate thing you&apos;ve done to get the attention of the opposite sex? same sex...I through a hamburger in the air and yelled hooray for pussy&lt;br /&gt;The worst feeling in the world: complete helplessness&lt;br /&gt;The best feeling in the world: knowing the person you love can take your shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITES &lt;br /&gt;Number: 6 33 9 80&lt;br /&gt;Colour: gun metal grey&lt;br /&gt;Day: friday&lt;br /&gt;Month: oktober&lt;br /&gt;Song: deftones-change, wumpscut-angel...wumpscut-forgive me...yeah&lt;br /&gt;Movie: better than chocolate! awww. requiem for a dream. blue velvet&lt;br /&gt;Food: taco! or candy&lt;br /&gt;Band: wumpscut...anything patton, kmfdm&lt;br /&gt;Season: fall&lt;br /&gt;Sport: fencing&lt;br /&gt;Class: art&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: mr hill!! aw i miss youu&lt;br /&gt;Drink: bawls&lt;br /&gt;Veggie: lettuce?&lt;br /&gt;TV Show: futurama, simpsons, bebop &lt;br /&gt;Radio Station:96.3&lt;br /&gt;Store: thriftyyy salvation army, blackrose&lt;br /&gt;Animal: eel, snake, cat&lt;br /&gt;Flower: dahlia&lt;br /&gt;State: NY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS OR THAT &lt;br /&gt;Me/You: you&lt;br /&gt;Coke/pepsi: pepsi&lt;br /&gt;Day/night: night&lt;br /&gt;Aol/aim: dont care&lt;br /&gt;Cd/casette: cd&lt;br /&gt;Dvd/vhs:dvd&lt;br /&gt;Jeans/khakis: jeanss?&lt;br /&gt;Car/truck: car&lt;br /&gt;Tall/short: short...no i dunno&lt;br /&gt;Lunch/dinner: dinner&lt;br /&gt;NSYNC/BSB: bsb&lt;br /&gt;Britney/Christina: christina!! ahh mulan&lt;br /&gt;Gap/Old Navy: GAp toof&lt;br /&gt;Lipstick/Lip gloss: gloss&lt;br /&gt;Silver/Gold: thy booty is mine!&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol/Weed: alcohol...no weed..both&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE AND RELATIONSHIP &lt;br /&gt;Do you have a bf/gf?: yez&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a crush?: i got mine&lt;br /&gt;How long have you liked him/her?since we met&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re not single... give details...:she is the cutest lil kitten everrr! &lt;br /&gt;How long was your longest relationship?: a year ish?&lt;br /&gt;How long was your shortest relationship?: 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;Who was your first love?: aktual love? cassie&lt;br /&gt;What do you miss about them?: absolute disconcern for anyones well being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PAST &lt;br /&gt;What is the one thing you would change about your past?: I&apos;d be born into an ass rich family with connecctions&lt;br /&gt;What is the biggest mistake you&apos;ve made in your life?: regretting everything..waste of time&lt;br /&gt;last thing you heard: my dad&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you saw: simpsons&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you said: yeah sure&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you saw?: dad&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you kissed?: dandi&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you hugged?: dandi&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you fought with?: pant devil&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person you were on the phone with?: dandi....&lt;br /&gt;What is the last TV show you saw? simpsons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE PRESENT &lt;br /&gt;What are you wearing?: nin tshirt, grey pj pants&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing?: wondering why i take so many of these&lt;br /&gt;Who are you talking to?: no one&lt;br /&gt;What song are you listening to?: forgive mee&lt;br /&gt;Where are you?: home&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling?: fine...tired&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a chatroom?: No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUTURE &lt;br /&gt;What day is it tomorrow?: wednesday&lt;br /&gt;What are you going to do after this?: np&lt;br /&gt;Who are you going to talk to?: cat&lt;br /&gt;Where are you going to go?:my room &lt;br /&gt;How old will you be when you graduate?: 18? i dunno&lt;br /&gt;What do you wanna be?: something music...i guess or open a gay bar/club&lt;br /&gt;What is one of your dreams?: die in space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER &lt;br /&gt;Drank?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Smoked?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Had sex?: yes &lt;br /&gt;Stolen?: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Done anything illegal?: yesss &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to die?: yes&lt;br /&gt;Hit someone?: HAHa yes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER &lt;br /&gt;Do you write in cursive or print?: crappy scratchyness&lt;br /&gt;Do you drive?: no&lt;br /&gt;Do you have glasses or braces?:no need both though&lt;br /&gt;Did you like this survey?: too long..and i already took it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHYSICAL APPERANCE &lt;br /&gt;What do you most like about your body?: my way cool sockss!&lt;br /&gt;And least?: im fat&lt;br /&gt;How many fillings do you have?: none &lt;br /&gt;Do you think you&apos;re good looking?: not really...&lt;br /&gt;Do other people often tell you that you&apos;re good-looking?: yeah, its cuz they dont wanna get hit&lt;br /&gt;Do you look like any celebrities?: no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FASHION &lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a watch?: it doesnt work&lt;br /&gt;How many coats and jackets do you own?: 8&lt;br /&gt;Favorite pants/skirt color?: black&lt;br /&gt;Most expensive item of clothing?: boots?&lt;br /&gt;Most treasured?: coat, boots&lt;br /&gt;What kind of shoes do you wear?: boots&lt;br /&gt;Describe your style in one word: post apocolypse trailor trash&lt;br /&gt;How old are you mentally (as in are you mature?): 6&lt;br /&gt;Describe yourself in 5 words: insane, bitchy, sick,hateful, cold&lt;br /&gt;What are your worst qualities: i lie, steal, cheat bla blahh&lt;br /&gt;What are your best qualities: analyticc shit&lt;br /&gt;How long does it take you get ready in the mornings: half hour&lt;br /&gt;Last thing to drink: coke&lt;br /&gt;Are you gay: yes...&lt;br /&gt;How big is your penis/breasts: theyre there...&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever given yourself an enema: not yet &lt;br /&gt;Why did you waste all your time on this: nothing better&lt;br /&gt;When did you realize that you were gay: when i realized how much i hate a lot of boys&lt;br /&gt;Any last words:I need a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ch33rs! to a new thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.D.&lt;br /&gt;Writers block</description>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE ME&lt;br /&gt;01 - Elevators.&lt;br /&gt;02 - Lakes/Oceans sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;03 - Severe heights.&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I DON&apos;T UNDERSTAND&lt;br /&gt;01 - 1337 haXor computer people.&lt;br /&gt;02 - Women.&lt;br /&gt;03 - Myself.&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I AM WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;01 - My work uniform.&lt;br /&gt;02 - Duck shoes.&lt;br /&gt;03 - My dead mood ring.&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS ON MY DESK&lt;br /&gt;01 - A loudspeaker radio that has a woman ranting in spanish. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;02 - 1000+ pens. No, really.&lt;br /&gt;03 - A monkichi keychain with mini-sharpie attached. *heart*&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS TO DESCRIBE MY PERSONALITY&lt;br /&gt;01 - Constantly going in every direction like a bipolar kid on ritalin.&lt;br /&gt;02 - I&apos;m a very intense and passionate person, be it good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;03 - I have very few actual friends. If you&apos;re questioning it and I haven&apos;t called you in the past 48 hours, you&apos;re not one of them.&lt;br /&gt;THREE BAD THINGS ABOUT MY PERSONALITY&lt;br /&gt;01 - I&apos;m selfish and need instant gratification sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;02 - I can be your best friend, lover, stranger and worst enemy in one day.&lt;br /&gt;03 - I&apos;m emotionally detached from &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; everyone.&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE&lt;br /&gt;01 - Irish&lt;br /&gt;02 - Polish&lt;br /&gt;03 - English&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS I SAY THE MOST&lt;br /&gt;01 - What?&lt;br /&gt;02 - Whoo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;03 - Uhh...&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO&lt;br /&gt;01 - Japan&lt;br /&gt;02 - London&lt;br /&gt;03 - Paris&lt;br /&gt;THREE NICKNAMES YOU HAD&lt;br /&gt;01 - Dandi&lt;br /&gt;02 - Sefie (Don&apos;t call me Sefie! ~.~)&lt;br /&gt;03 - Edward</description>
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  <description>Katamari Damacy (Damashii)! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/040305/zero-tolerance-katamari.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ Image taken from: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.toothpastefordinner.com&quot;&gt;http://www.toothpastefordinner.com&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don&apos;t know what this is, shame on you and your lack of PS2 post-import Japanese reference, bitches. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. I&apos;d be suprised if anyone knows wtf I&apos;m talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m amused. [fuckyall][!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in a weird mood right now. &quot;Don&apos;t touch me, except you. &lt;u&gt;You&lt;/u&gt; can touch me.&quot; (Family Guy... hahahahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m painting my nails blue when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 May 2005 12:40:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][apripoe.and.on.&apos;repeat&apos;.in.my.head][</title>
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  <description>~&quot;And when I see you, I really see you upside down,&lt;br /&gt;But my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel discouraged when there&apos;s a lack of color here&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t worry lover, it&apos;s really bursting at the seams&lt;br /&gt;from absorbing everything -the spectrum&apos;s A to Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fact not fiction for the first time in years.&lt;br /&gt;All the girls in every girlie magazine can&apos;t make me feel any less alone. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m reaching for the phone to call at 7:03 and on your machine&lt;br /&gt;I slur a plea for you to come home.&lt;br /&gt;But I know it&apos;s too late, and I should have given you a reason to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is fact not fiction for the first time in years...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Quick update for the masses-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Book of the now- &quot;Kiss me, Judas&quot;. Only children &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; spoiled and selfish... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] I went to NYC and had my gay friend scream through the streets and steal books from someone&apos;s stoop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[2] I was called a little boy on 5 occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[3] My grandpa died. He lived with me, so it sucks a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] My girlfriend and I had amazing sex on mulitple occasions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[5] I went to the asian market, had sandwiches, went to 3 different craft stores to find me beads for &apos;raver candy&apos; and played dodgeball with a mass of children under the age of 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[6] My girlfriend thought [?] I was a scum-sucking bat from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[7] Went to the diner until 2 am and sorted out the beads into bins with Jayson over coffee and a milkshake. (and the &apos;Dairy Queen&apos; ate Mozzerella Sticks!!!! O.o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[8] Can&apos;t stop thinking about how much I&apos;m an asshole, and I wish I could stop thinking about Jen for a minute because it&apos;s really starting to hurt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[9] [She just called and told me she loved me.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[life-pause]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking love you, spooky cat and I hope to god that you believe me when I say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][dan[d]i|elle][</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 18:08:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][i.buckle.at.the.knees][</title>
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  <description>~No, really, I can&apos;t stop thinking about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must&apos;ve pissed my pants 20 bajillion times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It was Ravenous. like I was starving. I just wanted to show her how much I really love her despite whatever.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You did. It was amazing, and intense and passionate like some profound religious experience and I loved it. I don&apos;t know why I&apos;m making such a big deal about things, but it really got to me on some profound level. Sorry if I sound really weird. I don&apos;t know how to explain anything. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 15:09:41 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>~I wrote some really *ahem* inappropriate things here... but then I had to look up directions for some asshat here at work and it got deleted! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?! It was really good. Now I&apos;m sad. I don&apos;t remember what I wrote. Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone bake me muffins or something. Chocolate chip kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dandi&apos;s Random Sexual Thought List:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jen had me on my back in seconds last night... the moment she reached for the light switch and got on top of me I knew it was going to be a good night. ~.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Every time I&apos;d try to sit up to kiss her, she&apos;d push me back down with her body and grab at my clothes as if she was going to rip them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Clothes &lt;u&gt;flew&lt;/u&gt; off. It was like a frantic race to get undressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As soon as my shirt/bra was off, she didn&apos;t just kiss me, she licked, bit, sucked, teased and made me go absolutely over-the-edge with the force and passion she showed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*We psudo-wrestled. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I put up a little bit of a fight. The feeling of resistance in bed is a major turn-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The way Jen uses her tongue is &lt;b&gt;amazing&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;lt;3 My back arches, I grab the sheets, I pull her hair, she slides her fingers inside of me- it&apos;s just incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jen and I need to fuck somewhere that we can get loud. Haha. I always have to keep myself in check and that&apos;s almost impossible with her. ^.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jen talks dirty, and that&apos;s fucking hot. I love being told what to do. Hearing moans and words are a huge turn-on, even if it&apos;s something as simple as &quot;Just like that...&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I love the feeling of her body on mine. &lt;br /&gt;I love the feeling I get when she holds me close. &lt;br /&gt;I love it when we kiss. &lt;br /&gt;I love it when she plays with my hair. &lt;br /&gt;I love it when I can feel her breathing on the back of my neck while we sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I love &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;her&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It&apos;s that simple. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wish I wasn&apos;t at work right now... oh em eff gee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... muffins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][Dandi.exe][&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck... me... &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 May 2005 13:51:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][not.spitting.out.larvae.anymore][</title>
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  <description>~Last night my dreams were really euphoric. I didn&apos;t get much sleep, but the sleep I did get was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m getting a wisdom tooth that is coming in. It doesn&apos;t have enough room, and it is sort of coming in wrong. It puts pressure on my sinuses and it&apos;s getting me sick. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No fun allowed!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored. Bored. Booyaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was good. Dispite the hurt and guilt and all, I feel as though a lot was rectified and put to some sort of rest. I feel better with that clarification, not only in the sence of having everything out in the open, but also coming to the realization of why I do a lot of things I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m happy that there&apos;s no malice... and I want to say I&apos;m sorry again to everyone involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? I&apos;ll send flowers. Hahaha. ~.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my little piece of tact... there will be another post coming up if I have time today... NC-17, PG-13 at best- and personal, so if you don&apos;t want to hear about my sex life, I suggest you skip it. It will be behind a Livejournal cut. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][dandi][</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 May 2005 03:15:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>~I don&apos;t know where my head&apos;s been at recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been sleeping horribly. Last night was bad... pretty effing bad in that department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep having these obscure dreams. Really weird shit- I think I&apos;m trying to put too much of an interpretation to it, which makes it almost seem metaphoric. That in &lt;i&gt;itself&lt;/i&gt; scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One example- a random one- there are tons, like a plague recently. I don&apos;t want to be too explicit in this, especially w/ court and work, e.t.c- but if you ask, I&apos;ll tell:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~I&apos;m walking through grass in a sundress and bare feet, and I see Jen on the &apos;other side&apos; where everything&apos;s all clouded over and windy. I keep walking towards her and I feel something &apos;sting&apos; my foot and I realize there&apos;s a pushpin sticking into my heel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pull it out, cringe a little, and keep walking. The wind kicks up. It starts raining. (stereotypical, I know) I feel another sting in my foot, and (ta-da) there&apos;s another pin. So I just plug forward, ignoring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then more, and more, the closer I get to her the more the blades of grass turn into pins, now in various sizes or lengths. I know that if I can get to this person everything will stop; everything will be normal, so I run. I completely ignore everything else, and the rain stings my eyes because it&apos;s turned a dirty, tinted, sickly color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to about 10 feet away, my feet are bleeding and sore and I fall to my knees like some emo pansy-ass and start balling my eyes out. Needles[s] (haha) to say, my legs get jabbed but for some reason I don&apos;t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, getting all grimy from this nasty rain-shit in my psudo-wounds, and Jen lifts me up by my arms. I&apos;m hanging all limp like a rag-doll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time decides to go into slow-motion, usually. Her fingers grip my arms; almost painfully. There&apos;s a coy smile on her lips and a quiet laughter creeps out- and it echoes as if it&apos;s resounding off of the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realize there&apos;s a hill behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grabs me and pulls me in so tightly, frame-to-frame and we roll down this hill of needles and other random pointy shit, and I&apos;m crying, hanging on for what feels like dear life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-while the whole time, Jen is just laughing, smiling, with a light in her eyes I&apos;ve never seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stop rolling, and we&apos;re both out of breath from either laughing or crying and we&apos;re a mess... a rough-and-tumble mess, all cut up and gross, with this nasty rain, and she just looks at me and heaves a sigh and kisses me- a very passionate kiss, and I just feel more pins sticking into my skin while Jen&apos;s shaking me, repeating:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Have you ever felt this alive?! Dani, this is what it is to be &lt;i&gt;alive&lt;/i&gt;...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s a million more. That&apos;s just one- one of 2-3 from last night. One had moths... that&apos;s why I flailed around. They were crawling out of my mouth and I was spitting out larvae. (that&apos;s why I think I drooled. Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 15 May 2005 21:14:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][yo!][</title>
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  <description>Go here, right now! Do it! It&apos;s the sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.greenzap.com/dandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign up and you get free money. It&apos;s hott. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(and you&apos;ll get me some free money too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho- QXT&apos;s last night... way fun, way way. I &amp;lt;3 the psudo-crew.&lt;b&gt; HAPPY LATE B-DAY DJ Q!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate &amp; Jen spent the day together, and I&apos;m glad they&apos;re all B.F.F. *^_^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Miss Jen went with us to Q&apos;s. We &lt;i&gt;danced&lt;/i&gt;[!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, Thompkins, got me all hot and bothered... *shakes a fist at sexual frustration*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore a nurse outfit. I&apos;d like to think it was a hot outfit. Haha. Lots of people came up to me asking, &quot;Are you &apos;the glowstick girl&apos;? Hi!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed/got embarassed when the night was over and over the mic went, &quot;And let&apos;s give a big shout-out to our naughty nurse for requesting some good music downstairs in the crypt!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned &lt;u&gt;magenta&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after we went to Leslie&apos;s to sleep. I had spazms while I slept apparently and woke up feeling like complete shit... but I still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had horrible nightmares, though. I think that&apos;s what made me a lunatic this morning. I&apos;ll probably make a post to describe in a few minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being &lt;strike&gt;fucking&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;b&gt; insane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt; all&lt;/u&gt; the time&lt;/i&gt;, spooky cat. I really am. I don&apos;t know what&apos;s wrong with me, really. Actually I think I do. I had an ephiphany this morning, believe it&lt;strike&gt; or not-&lt;/strike&gt; if that even means anything. I don&apos;t know what&apos;s going on, please just ignore me if I said something stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][dan|di|slexia][&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A completely random tangent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go here, right now! Do it! It&apos;s the sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.greenzap.com/dandi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign up and you get free money. It&apos;s hott. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;(and you&apos;ll get me some free money too!)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 May 2005 00:22:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s hella cold outside, bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 May 2005 23:17:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][pik.nik][</title>
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  <description>~We&apos;re going on a picnic tonight... on the one night with a frost advisory. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll be cold! Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen + Danie + Kate + Jen2= Gothdip. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone bring something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate, did you bake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m basting. xD Lololol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m so hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 May 2005 21:26:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 May 2005 19:05:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][vital.organ.harvest][?]</title>
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  <description>~I claim one. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll come and take it if I have to, with a knife, a razor, rusty scissors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-but like you said, I think you&apos;d give it willingly... I&apos;m safe to assume so. I&apos;ll be gentle with it, sew you up so there was no mark or trace where I had been, no gaping cavity in your chest where my probing hands had pulled out heartstrings by force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want a kidney. I&apos;m too much of a romanticist for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sorry for the hurt I&apos;ve caused in the last few days. I&apos;m sorry for the hurt I&apos;ve caused you even before that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you let me have your heart, I promise I&apos;ll play dress-up and be the cutest nurse you&apos;ve ever seen and bring you ice cream and change your IV every hour, help you shower, tuck you in every night with a kiss on the cheek, a glass of water, a teaspoon of dramymine to settle your stomach and me curled up beside you, telling you I love you every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I do.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;uoy.evol.syawla.lliw.i&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][dandi|judas|iscariot][</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 14:53:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][ideal.job[?][</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.jobpredictor.com/&quot;&gt;http://www.jobpredictor.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ton of hysterical shit from online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Danielle, Your ideal job is a Monkey Impressionist. &lt;br /&gt;2.Dandi Suicide, Your ideal job is a Spinster with cats.&lt;br /&gt;3.Dandi, Your ideal job is a Professional Hippy.  &lt;br /&gt;4.Jen, Your ideal job is a Bearded Lady in the circus&lt;br /&gt;5.Jayson Conrad, Your ideal job is a Hypnotist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh em eff gee!&lt;br /&gt;**6.Thomas Hunter, Your ideal job is a Dog Walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Jeanie Richard, Your ideal job is a Puppeteer. &lt;br /&gt;8.Manielle, Your ideal job is a Dodgem Driver.&lt;br /&gt;9.Mennifer, Your ideal job is a Playing for Aberdeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.[!]Izidra, Your ideal job is a Topless Model. (whoo!)&lt;br /&gt;11.Kate, Your ideal job is a As the Local always in the pub whenever you &quot;walk in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The icing on the cake:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.The Jen Bio:&lt;br /&gt;*Miss Jen Thompkins, Your ideal job is a Satan. &lt;br /&gt;*Jen, Your Porn Star name is Clara Frigid. &lt;br /&gt;*Jen, Your ideal excuse today is&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I have to go to the airport to pick up my minister.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;*Jen, Your ideal insurance claim is &lt;br /&gt;&quot;The car in front hit the pedestrian but he got up so I hit him again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;*Jen, Your ideal pet is a Trout. (Dandi, Your ideal pet is a Emu.- LOL! I have a rabbit named Emu.&amp;lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;*The ideal gift for Miss Jen, is careers advice or a jobs paper.&lt;br /&gt;*Miss Jen, Your ideal pickup line is &lt;br /&gt;&apos;I don&apos;t know what you think of me, but I hope it&apos;s X-rated..&apos;&lt;br /&gt;(mine&apos;s &apos;Sex is a killer...want to die happy?&apos; xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danielle Richard,&lt;br /&gt;loves girlie films. &lt;br /&gt;Jennifer Jaslowski,&lt;br /&gt;wants to have babies now !!!!.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Danielle,&lt;br /&gt;is a complete pervert. &lt;br /&gt;Miss Jen,&lt;br /&gt;is a performer - in and out of the bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahahahaha. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christfuck, I&apos;m so bored. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d][</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 13:47:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][mega.princess.points][</title>
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  <description>~I just scored &lt;u&gt;major&lt;/u&gt; bonus points at work just now. *^_^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy from Hilton Corporate just walked up to the desk and said, &quot;Hi Danielle. My name&apos;s Tim Donnelly from H.Q, Marc wanted to speak with me. Do you know the darned code for the back office?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him to wait, knowing full well who he was. I shook his hand and made my General Manager&apos;s boss wait... and wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I saw Marc in the back, I told him, &quot;A man claiming to be Tim Donnelly was asking for the access code for the back office, but I wouldn&apos;t give it to him since he didn&apos;t have a name-badge or any official proof of employment within the Hilton Corporation. I would never want to comprimise the safety of our sales office employees by giving out the code freely. Would you mind stopping by the desk to verify his status?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::bats eyelashes and smiles coyly::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed major ass. I admit it, but HGIR is looking for their &quot;Ultimate Service Employees&quot; and all that- and Marc was &lt;b&gt;super-proud&lt;/b&gt; and so was &lt;i&gt;Donnelly,&lt;/i&gt; who said he didn&apos;t even think of the &apos;dangers&apos; until he saw how I handled the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude, the highest up boss gave me effing kudos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say Front Office Supervisor for Dandi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would make my life... totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some sleep, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][d-unit][</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 May 2005 02:49:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>][tollbooth.traumatic-|-drunken.fag.fanatic-|-paterson.problematic-|-adventure.day.fantastic~!][</title>
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  <description>This is the saga that was yesterday. How we survived, I&apos;ll never understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][imaginary.25th.street][&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...no, really, the streets stop at 21st!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~So, Jen, Kate and I decide to get Miss Jen Thompkins a fake ID so she can go clubbing with us... and we get a tip that you can get a cheap fake ID in Paterson, NJ (only $20!). The place closed down, and a friend of Kate&apos;s named Jessie told us that there was another place on the corner of Madison Ave. and 25th. So, we drive around, for &lt;b&gt;hours&lt;/b&gt;, up to 21st street, and the street numbers just &lt;u&gt;stop&lt;/u&gt;. Completely effing stop. WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, being the dainty socialite I am, I volunteer to be the target of many a minority&apos;s dirty look and ask for directions-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-every 3 minutes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 gas stations, 2 trips to the Dunkin&apos; Donuts, 18 cigarettes, 5 random heads and passing a McDonalds &lt;i&gt;at least&lt;/i&gt; 10 bajillion times, we give up. People said keep going, people said go back, pointing here, there, up in the air, one random black lady spouting of &quot;Yes, child my ass is that black.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-we were done. A frustrated sigh was heaved and we said, &quot;You know what, &lt;b&gt;fuck it.&lt;/b&gt; Let&apos;s go to NYC.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][St.Marks.place.and.&quot;relife&quot;][&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Look at that man, pissing himself- so alive, this city!&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We hitched up our preverbial buggy and blazed a trail to NYC. We ended up on the West Side in the land of Spanishdom. We asked a million people where St.Marks or the village was. Finally, we pull up to a cab at a red light. He flung open his door instead of just opening his window and mumbled something hysterical about &apos;157&apos; and &apos;lef tur to wes sie hihway&apos;... we pulled away and he followed us down Riverside Drive while we blasted rap music through Harlem. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many more hours of being lost shortened as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Found a duo of gentlemen joggers that told us more defined directions. Also informed us that &quot;[the Village] is a great place to find good drugs, good alcohol and cheesy boys.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Asked many a person driving by... and many a random fashion victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Had a stoplight race with a man on a bicycle that almost got hit by a white taxi making a left on Riverside Drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Saw a little lost blonde girl on a park bench that ran off following a random family that had a dog, trying to pull at it&apos;s tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Made various rasist references... and everyone picked on me! (s&apos;ok)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Talked to a boy with pink shoes that was oblivious to the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Stopped outside a coffee shop and had two aging hipsters tell us, as if struck by some divine hippie intervention &quot;Go straight! Go straight!&quot; and literally raise their arms up in the air and point blankly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Saw 3 horse-and-buggy trollies, one driver had a top hat. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**-Found a random woman with a &lt;u&gt;map&lt;/u&gt; [!] Who helped us out a ton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make it to the East Side (&lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;) and by some miracle or as Jen termed it &quot;the act of some random homo god&quot; this diety of sorts graced us with a parking space DIRECTLY across from the lot we were about to pay $15+ bucks to park in for all of 10 minutes. We had been circling around for 20 minutes at minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[we have now been in the car for about &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 hours straight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[pork.chop[?].head.shop.gastation.stop][&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The 10 minutes of glory and long ride home...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We find St.Marks. By some strange whim of the gods the part of my brain that remembered where specific stores were was spared by the ADD or MS monsters. For this, we found the store we needed quickly, and after shelling out $55 and having Jen &apos;smile for the camera&apos;, we get the ID from a crazy asian man in the tattoo/head shop. Sign your truth pledge, kiddies! Let&apos;s leave NYC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but we&apos;re almost out of gas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We scout for a gastation, but no luck. We see one on the other side of a cement barrier, and we&apos;re not feeling all to ambitious after the day we&apos;ve had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We passed so many funny little things on the way home. Jen and I are people-watching in traffic... picking out the strangest ones of the bunch. It was funny... then we napped on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 4&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[fast.food.fashion.show]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;This food tastes like womit&quot; &amp; the skirt Michael Alig spilled a drink on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We get to my house. It&apos;s &lt;b&gt;late&lt;/b&gt; as &lt;i&gt;hell&lt;/i&gt;. I have to scarf down food and change and deal with my mom. After the stresses of the day and part one of mission &quot;Get Jen into the club&quot; accomplished, now the fear is setting in that she might get turned down and that all this was in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shoveled food in my face and slipped into 50 different outfits. I felt pretty lame that I didn&apos;t have a lot of time to actually look &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We drive to Chatam. We meet at Jayson&apos;s house. He has liquor. We pregame all the way to the club. Vodka, redbull and my &apos;usual&apos; (a bottle of warm Jagermeister in a paper bag) and we&apos;re happy and we&apos;re driving, happy hardcore blasting, e.t.c.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I&apos;m starting to get really excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get a little lost (again) on the way there... but all is well when I realize that you can only go ONE WAY on a one way street and that the club is right on the corner... heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We step up to QXT&apos;s. We&apos;re all nervous as fuck. There&apos;s a new bouncer... oh balls. This could be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen gets her 2 x&apos;s and we&apos;re in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::&lt;u&gt;biggest sigh of relief EVER!&lt;/u&gt;::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re in! Mission accomplished! We kiss. All is well. The day was not a waste... but either way, it was an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chapter 5&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[q.x.tease[?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Burlesque Show and drunken fumbling gay-boy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~We get in, we&apos;re all pretty sloshed from the pre-game. Jayson is dancing up on everyone. Kate&apos;s chillin&apos;. I&apos;m all tangled-up on Jen, happy as could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for downstairs to open. Jayson&apos;s drinking. We go downstairs. Jayson&apos;s drinking. I dance a little. We get Jen a drink or two. Jayson&apos;s still drinking. (trend?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome DJ&apos;s. They spun great sets. We saw the burlesque show. It was hot, but more like softcore porno. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran into Michelle downstairs. She was &apos;nursing&apos; Jayson. He was all up on everyone, giving them lightshows, hitting them with glowsticks- a total wreck. He fell over many a time and I ended up playing diciplinarian mama hen trying to keep him in line. He short-changed a bartender and thought he lost the money that he actually told Kate to hang on to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danced some more, walked around, introduced my nugget proudly to all the kids... &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an amazing night, all-in-all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, though, we realized Jayson lost his car keys in the car and we had to rummage in the light rain and wreckage of his disgusting car to find it. It took us 20-ish minutes until I finally found the damn thing and &lt;b&gt;you do not want to be hanging around in &lt;i&gt;Newark&lt;/i&gt; at 3 in the morning.&lt;/b&gt; &apos;Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Final Chapter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[homeward.bound.tied.gagged.and.wishing.for.death]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&quot;Who here hates me?&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jayson was ranting all the way home about how he was sorry he sucked at life. We ended up in Bayonne, having to pay tolls just to turn back around and pay more tolls. I decided to sleep. I was effing sick of being lost, frustrated and having a queen all up in my face that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make it back to Jayson&apos;s house by 4-ish. It&apos;s a miracle. I make myself a (few) drinks and kill the vodka. Whereas it was originally supposed to be just Jen and me sleeping over, Kate decided to crash with Jayson for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, excuse me for getting a little weird on this one, but:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 gay inebriated boy + my girlfriend + Kate + me watching from a computer chair = awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen saw that I was a little peeved and (love her to death) made us a little makeshift ‘bed’ on the floor so we could sleep together. It was so horribly uncomfortable, laying surrounded by Jayson’s filth as the dog fussed all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen woke up having a coughing fit from the mess. Poor dear. Kate took us to my house under the alibi of a vomiting friend and we slept a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-fucking-men that this all worked out without her dad finding out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that’s my adventure… I’m tired. I’m going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jayson, for trying... and for being a doll. I love you in spite of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Kate, for driving our sorry asses all over creation but sharing a fun adventure with us, all at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jen, for coming along, taking that chance and brightening my day and evening and being with me, sacrificing bed space to be uncomfortable beside me, you really mean the world to me, and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;][dand|i|would.do.it.again.in.a.heartbeat][</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 May 2005 00:43:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>~My face is sore. Hahaha. Vapors and liquids, and powders, oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to ride around the lobby @ the HGIR on a luggage cart entertaining children. I&apos;m actually having a pretty grand day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jen so much... aww... &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I effing love you, spooky cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, Miss Notjen for saving my ass this morning w/Jayson, and for the rides and company last night. I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t wait. ::squeal::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe meeting Joey tonight... Le grr [god] from myspace land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of myspace land, my comps at work got &apos;websense&apos; and I can&apos;t get on! I&apos;ve tried Proxy-servers, even doing the C:\ping_&lt;u&gt;(enter IP here)&lt;/u&gt;_- thing, IP loading, nada. 64.24.76.26.... nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do now, work?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m on bloguru. Digitaru Shiiroi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dandi h4xZ0R 31!73. haha. 1337.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel nerdy. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too cool for school. I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;|&amp;gt;4^/|&amp;gt;!_1!|&amp;lt;35_3\/3rY_^^!gH7y_^^!1|&amp;gt;_53\/3^/7!35_Ch!1|d...&amp;lt;3.4.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!_\|/!11_41\|/4y5_10\/3_y0u...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 May 2005 23:33:33 GMT</pubDate>
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