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  <title>No Turning Back Now</title>
  <subtitle>Lux Nocte</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-03-05T14:42:42Z</updated>
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    <title>desertpenguin13 @ 2006-03-05T09:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-05T14:42:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-05T14:42:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bond- Mummer's Dance</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The Toga Party last night to kick off the Olympics was kinda fun. I only stayed for a little while because I didnt feel like dancing much. It was god to just dance away with Lindsey again. It was hilarious because we were dancing close to eachother and my roommate yelled 'Keep it G rated" so in the middle of the dance floor we looked at each other and just started to make out. Everyone around us cheered, it was pretty cool. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left early though and wrapped myself in my toga to get back to the dorm through the cold where I worked on my speech for monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are two important facts that will crucially affect my life next year.&lt;br /&gt;1. Jess Hankee let me know when she took me out to dinner last night that she will not be returning next year.&lt;br /&gt;2. We got number 130 out of 169 for the dorm selection :-\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later when more happens!&lt;br /&gt;LL and Trace, where are you two!? I miss you!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:desertpenguin13:123815</id>
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    <title>FRIENDS ONLY</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T14:42:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T14:42:08Z</updated>
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    <title>desertpenguin13 @ 2005-02-22T09:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-22T14:41:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-22T14:41:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so i figure today is a good a day as any other to go friends only, so thats what im doing. This is the last post w/o being friends only, so if you read this and want to continue, just drop a comment and let me know. Thanks&lt;br /&gt;~Ty</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:desertpenguin13:123103</id>
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    <title>desertpenguin13 @ 2005-02-20T12:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-20T17:05:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-20T17:05:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So last night was fun, but not as much fun as i expected for reasons i found out later. But Liza came in to my house wit hCharlie before the movie and i was like 'WHOA' , but not to Charlie. Then i didnt see her for a while, but when I got to the movies i said it in my head again. And i sat next to her, and it was good. And then the movie started and i kinda got sucked in quickly. And then there was this one scene that i thought was hilarious. John is dunking the girl underwater in a bath tub and i thought liza said, 'I'd bring my rubber duckie with me.' So i laughed and said me too. Then she was like no, look. So i look at the screen and this girl is getting sucked into hell all the while a little rubber duckie is sitting on the edge of the tub. It was hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, all in all i enjoyed the night. But i just wish it was more enjoyable for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;~Ty out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:desertpenguin13:122821</id>
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    <title>list quiz</title>
    <published>2005-02-20T15:09:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-20T15:09:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">. IF YOU COULD BUILD A SECOND HOUSE ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD IT BE? Australia, just outside of Sydney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE ARTICLE OF CLOTHING? My #7 shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. THE LAST CD YOU BOUGHT? 3 doors down- 17 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT TIME DO YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING? Around 8ish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. WHAT WOULD BE YOUR DREAM VACATION BE? Eurotrip with my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE KITCHEN APPLIANCE? Fridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. IF YOU COULD PLAY AN INSTRUMENT, WHAT WOULD IT BE? Guitar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. FAVORITE COLOR? TO WEAR, BLACK/WHITE OTHER: Blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SPORTS CAR OR SUV? Sports car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU BELIEVE IN AFTERLIFE? Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. FAVORITE CHILDREN'S BOOK? The curious little kitten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON? Spring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. IF YOU COULD HAVE ONE SUPER POWER, WHAT WOULD IT BE? I want ice ability. I want to be able to freeze stuff that i touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. IF YOU HAVE A TATTOO, WHAT IS IT? Don't have one, but wantthe chinese symbol for faith on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. CAN YOU JUGGLE? HA, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. NAME ONE PERSON FROM YOUR PAST YOU WISH YOU COULD GO BACK AND TALK TO? &lt;br /&gt;Aunt Laurel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE DAY? Wednesday, halfway doen with the week and LOST and ALIAS are on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. YOUR DREAM JOB? Hollywood screen play writer/actor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHAT'S IN THE TRUNK OF YOUR CAR? Sleds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. WHICH DO YOU PREFER, SUSHI OR HAMBURGER? Hamburger, before i went vegieish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE FLOWER? Gazania &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. WHAT WOULD YOUR FIRST 4 PURCHASES BE IF YOU WON THE LOTTERY? &lt;br /&gt;1)College bills&lt;br /&gt;2)Car&lt;br /&gt;3)House&lt;br /&gt;4)a passenger jet :-P</content>
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    <title>So...</title>
    <published>2005-02-20T04:52:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-20T04:52:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The comercials for constantine reminded me of the dreams i have sometimes. However, the actual movie was a smidge moreintense. The dream with the demon choking me was the only one that comes close, but still doesnt match it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, good movie. But I left feeling unclean&lt;br /&gt;weird&lt;br /&gt;tired now</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:desertpenguin13:122207</id>
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    <title>Gotta tyoe it while its fresh</title>
    <published>2005-02-19T14:21:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-19T14:21:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jet-Fool of everyone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had a weird dream last night. I was in english class when all the cartoon monsters attacked, so me and 2 friends (Nick and Erin) attacked them RPG style, and when we beat the boss a ton of coins fell out and we got a lot of experience points, not like it mattered tho. Thats when i saw the egg, I picked it up and it hatched into a RED YOSHI! Nick and Erin thought that my yoshi was the coolest thing ever, because he was, so they bougth their own eggs with the coins we got. Their eggs didnt hatch before I decided to go home, where Petra left me a note telling me that her aunt rented limo's for all her friends this afternoon. I was like whoa, weird. So instead of calling her i rode the yoshi over to her house. It was so cool and i really want one now. So as i get there a fleet of limos are pulling out of her drive way. Shes driving one and Josh maxwell was in the passengers seat. She rolled down the window and told me that the limo behind her was mine. So i was like, 'Oh, wow...Like my yoshi." She laughed and then drove off. I told the limo to pick me up later, and it drove on. So i rode the limo back over to my house and i saw Joe having a party in his drive way. So i stopped it. I could tell they were drinking to i told the yoshi to go home. Joe jumpped out of the car he was in and he threw up blood all over the snow. It was gross, but no one even asked him if he was okay. I covered the blood and grabbed a drink and started in with them and we had fun. Thats pretty much all i remember, and besides the blood puke it was pretty cool. For my birthday all I want is a Yoshi. Is that so much to ask?</content>
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    <title>Happy Days</title>
    <published>2005-02-19T03:35:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-19T03:35:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>3 doors down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So lately its pretty much felt like the entire universe is crapping on me. Im destiny's puppet, stick your hand up my ass and make me dance. I give up, i surrender to destiny, what ever is going to happen is going to happen whether or not i want it to, so there. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight i realized that I've been given this beautiful girl as a reward for putting up with the universe's crap. I love it when she smiles...her eyes  sparkle and warm me. I like warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Keep your light shining, i'll find you.</content>
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    <title>Weekly Jokes VIA eBaum</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T17:07:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T17:07:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Quick Joke 1&lt;br /&gt;John O'Reilly hoisted his beer and said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, between the legs of me wife!" That won him the top prize at the pub for the best toast of the night! He went home and told his wife, Mary, "I won the prize for the best toast of the night." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Aye, did ye now. And what was your toast?" John said, "Here's to spending the rest of me life, sitting in church beside me wife." "Oh, that is very nice indeed, John!" Mary said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, Mary ran into one of John's drinking buddies on the street corner. The man chuckled leeringly and said, "John won the prize the other night at the pub with a toast about you, Mary." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Aye, he told me, and I was a bit surprised meself. You know, he's only been there twice in the last four years. Once he fell asleep, and the other time I had to pull him by the ears to make him come." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test &amp; Keep a Sony VAIO Laptop - Click Here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Joke 2&lt;br /&gt;A blonde walks into the police department looking for a job. The officer asks her some questions: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: What's 2 + 2? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde: Ummm... 4! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: What's the square root of 100? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde: Ummm... 10! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Good! Now, who killed Abraham Lincoln? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blonde: Ummm... I dunno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer: Well, you can go home and think about it. Come back tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde goes home and calls up one of her friends, who asks her if she got the job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blonde replies excitedly, "Not only did I get the job, I'm already working on a murder case!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick Joke 3&lt;br /&gt;An Asian man walks into a New York Currency Exchange with 2000 yen. He receives $72.00 in American currency. The following week, the same Asian man walks into the same currency exchange. He again exchanges 2000 yen. This time, he receives $66.00 in American currency. The Asian man doesn't understand why he received less money, so he asks the clerk, "Why less money when same 2000 yen" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clerk replies, "Fluctuations." As the Asian man prepares to leave, he turns, looks at the clerk and angrily says, "Fluck you Amelicans, too!"</content>
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    <title>Little story</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T15:55:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T15:55:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shells- Trace's song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yesterday when I got home my mom was frantically wavign out the door and screaming for me to come inside because she had an 'emergency'. So i went and got the mail just to make her mad. Then when i got inside she was all freaked out about something, so I was like, "What's going on." Thats when i saw a bird fly by doorway in the computer room. My mom screamed and i was like, 'Oh," Then i saw my dad rush by after the bird and he apparently let it out so i wasnt needed at all. Not that i got worked up or anything. I asked my mom why she let the bird in and she said that it just 'came in.' Oh well, it was funny and jumanji-esque. That was until i found out it had gone upstairs and flew all around the house...pooping. It barely missed the computer with one of its bombs. I figured i'd journal this story now because I was reminded of it when i just found a bird poop on the bean bag behind me. This is disgusting.</content>
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    <title>From LL</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T04:58:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T04:58:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#990000"&gt;If you woke up and I was in bed with you, what would be your first thought?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <title>desertpenguin13 @ 2005-02-16T10:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T18:04:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-16T18:04:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Audrey,  Start the revolution! -Anberlin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">That was the strongest mood penguin i could find. Schools aparently dont round your final gpa. I always thought that i'd graduate with honors, but apparently friggin not. Because of fucking Becker's math last year I now have a 92.8 GPA... 93 is honors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to fight</content>
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    <title>desertpenguin13 @ 2005-02-15T13:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T18:05:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T18:05:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I managed to get the password to access LJ from school again.&lt;br /&gt;Jules, I know how much you like to LJ at school so if you want it let me know&lt;br /&gt;~Ty</content>
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    <title>Dr. Ty</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T01:58:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T01:58:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I took Rex to the vets today. he was surprisingly calm around them this time, hey let them weigh him and poke and prod. i was amazed and really proud. The vet came in and did a check up and said he was dehydrated, but would be dead had i not done what ive been doing. So he said the best thing was an IV. And i thought, wait a second... how are they going to do that for a rabbit. So in wheels this big IV bag on the metal pole just like in the movies, and on the end, a massive needle. I started to pet Rex furiously as the doctor put the needle in. HE tried to pull back but the vet and i kept him where he was and i jus twanted him to know i was there for him, thats when i got dizzy. I'll i could see was the IV drip and the bulging skin on his back from all the fluid being put in. The doctor touched it, and it jiggled like water, thats about when the nausea hit. My mom and the doctor both saw me start to tilt around, my fingers and toes went numb and i got cold and hot at the same time. My mom asked me if i needed to sit down and the vet said he could have a technician take over for me. I said no, and that I had to be with Rex, so i bent over and laid my head on his. The doc and my mom thought i was showing affection, but I could tell Rex new that i was just doing it so i would vomit/faint. I looked up to the the buldge of fluid extending over all of his back and sides, and my knees buckled a little and the doctor told me to sit down but i said no, that if Rex was doing it I should be able to handle it also. So when Rex was all buldgie and i was pale as a ghost the vet took the needle out and Rex came sprinting down the table, jumped off the edge and into my arms and hid his head under my chin. It was the cutest most lovign thing ever! So i started to pet him and his skin started to jiggle, of course i got light headded and nauseous again so I had to prop myself against the wall and breath. I thanked the Vet and my mom and I left with Rex. When i got in the car my mom was like, "Your about to pass out arent you."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No"&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Breath in your nose and out your mouth."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "I'm about to pass out."&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "In your nose and out your mouth."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Rex's hair just floated up my nose and i have to sneeze."&lt;br /&gt;Mom: "Then sneeze."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Im about to puke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, thats pretty much it for the day. I need to go exercise Rex so i'll tty all later.&lt;br /&gt;~DR. Ty</content>
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    <title>Rant</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T01:52:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T01:52:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Thanks to the_pixelated for my new icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so im going to paraphrase my weekend. I stayed home and didnt nothing and then took care of Rex. He stopped eating and pooping on tuesday, but i didnt tell my mom until thursday because i knew what she would do. Its called guilt grounding, its where she manipulates me to stay home forever by guilt. Which happened Saturday morning because i spent the evening at Nicks and not with Rex. So the next to days were strictly work and rex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch with Liza abd Kerri was pretty much the best part of this 4 day weekend. Nicks was fun to though. But ahhh, if food doesnt go straight to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, im out.&lt;br /&gt;~Dr. Ty</content>
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    <title>desertpenguin13 @ 2005-02-13T08:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T13:04:20Z</published>
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    <title>de Omm</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T00:29:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-13T00:29:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/TheWhiteLady/1050233115_erMacbeth2.JPG" border="0" alt="Great Scot!  You&amp;#39;re &amp;#39;Macbeth!&amp;#39;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Great Scot!  You're 'Macbeth!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/TheWhiteLady/quizzes/Which%20famous%20Shakespeare%20play%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which famous Shakespeare play are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That actually sounds interesting...Holy Crap Omm's rubbing off on me! When did this happen!?</content>
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    <title>Plea</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T19:53:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T19:53:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok so Krista let me borrow her Woderfalls DVD yesterday and i've already watched 5 episodes. Its such a cool/funny show, i can't belive it got canceled. Anyway right now i think im having what Jaye Tyler's mothers calls a 'sode'. I found myself upstairs purtting away clothes/organizing my closet. I kinda just snapped to, out of breath and all twitchy with an overwhelming feeling of doom. Much like i felt a few months ago when something REALLY bad happened the next day. I think i freaked out because i've had this dread feelign for a few days now and its becomming too much to handle/interfering with my life. Im determined to stop whatevers going to happen, if I just knew where to start. Somebody fucking help me!</content>
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    <title>Gmail</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T14:54:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T14:54:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, one more thing I promise, and then im done. I now have 50 gmail invites for soem reason. So If you want one comment with your email address and I'll send you an invite. I'll screen the comments so weirdos do see your email. Okay, thats all!</content>
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    <title>desertpenguin13 @ 2005-02-09T09:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T14:46:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T14:46:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok so heres my new layout. I'll probably try a couple over the next few days because i cant find one that will fit right. If anyone can help with this that'd be awesome! Also anyone who wants to make me a Lost Icon that would be much appreciated. I have an awesome Icon that I got for Christmas from LL and Trace, but I still cant get it to work right. MY computer saves everything as a BMP which isnt supported in LJ, and even though the image registers as a GIF LJ wont let me upload it because it says its a BMP, which is really starting to get me angry. SO if anyone can tell me how to make it so my computer automatically saves stuff as GIF files instead of BMP that would also be very much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, sometime in the next couple days my LJ will be going FRIENDS ONLY. So if you read my LJ and are not on my friends lst, but want to continue reading it, leave a comment saying so and I'll add you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Ty</content>
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    <title>desertpenguin13 @ 2005-02-09T09:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T14:18:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T14:18:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So my life without school in the morning is pretty cool. Today Is a block day so i dotn have to be in until a little after 11, but tomorrow I have to be in at 9:30. not like that's early or anything. Plus a snow day MAY come to us, not likely though, our superintendent IS a nazi. But yeah, I think im going to start writing in the morning now because I often run out of time at night and im just realizing just how peaceful it is around here in the morning, with the family gone or busy and I'm left alone. So far my schedule is sleep until 8 or so, watch buffy, eat breakfast, get ready, waste time, then go to school. Im considering filling that waste time category with something worthwhile. Not sure what that is yet, probably writing though. OK, im off to go waste time, see you all later!&lt;br /&gt;~Ty</content>
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    <title>Neat thing from Trace</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T01:18:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T01:18:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. My test results came back negative for liver disease! I knew i didnt have it, but i'm still happy about the results, now onto the quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i'll screen the comments so only i will be able to see them, also only answer the questions that apply to you. Take it and have fun! I did!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;. Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;. When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;. How have I affected you?&lt;br /&gt;. What do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;. What's the fondest memory you have of me?&lt;br /&gt;. How long do you think we will be friends?&lt;br /&gt;. Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;. Do you have a crush on me?&lt;br /&gt;. Would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;. Would you hug me?&lt;br /&gt;. Emotionally, what stands out?&lt;br /&gt;. Do you wish I was cooler?&lt;br /&gt;. On a scale of 1-10, how hot am I?&lt;br /&gt;. Am I loveable?&lt;br /&gt;. How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;. What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;. Do you think I'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;. What makes me happy?&lt;br /&gt;. What makes me sad?&lt;br /&gt;. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;. Do you think I could kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!</content>
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    <title>Weird dreams</title>
    <published>2005-02-06T15:15:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Last night was full of weird dreams. One of which im going to tell you about. It all started with this game Nick picked up last week for three dollars called atmosFEAR. Its supposed to be spooky, where everyone picks a spooky character to be, mine is always the warewolf because i think he's funny, Nicks is the witch, Katie the vampire and so on. So theres a whole bunch of monsters you can choose from. Then you put the DVD in and the 'Gate Keeper' comes on and asks whose playing, you tell him which monsters are in the game and then he refers to you by that monster for the rest of the game. He usually just makes fun of you while the timer is counting down from 49 minutes, but sometimes he tells you to do stuff on the board, while trying to collect 6 keys before the time runs out.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we had this running joke that since the game was only 3 dollars it was going to turn out like Jumanji and we were going to get sucked in while we were playing. Well thats half true, we did get sucked in because its so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, to the dream. All of a sudden im at Nicks house with the dice in my hand and everyone is telling me its my turn. I could tell soemthing was way wrong, the room was all freaky, and the Gate Keeper on the TV looked more evil than normal, but of course i rolled anyway, and the game started just like normal. There were people i didnt know playing, so each character was taken, but it was weird because i spoke to them like i did know them. So were going around the board and people are chatting, having a great time, the gate keeper is making fun of us like always, and then i notice that people are starting to look a little different, and talk different. So i look around at their character cards and HOLY CRAP they're starting to look like their montsers! I voice my concern and Nick realizes it too and gets a little freaked out, so one of the people i dont know told us the only way to stop it was to beat the game of course. And then the gate keeper laughed at us and told us we had no chance, so we tried really hard to fin, rolling the dice as fast as we could. Then for some reason i got the ability to move the dice without touching them (uber cool) but everyone called me a cheater cause i was hitting the right spaces, even the Gate Keeper told me to stop. So then i had to pee or something, i dunno, but after my turn i decided to go to the bath room. While in there I looked in the mirror and i had really bad stubble, which i thought was hilarious cause everyone else was all vampirey or zombieish, and all i had was stubble. So then i ran back out to the board and rolled with my mind again, and the time was running out, fog started to pour into the room, and it got almost to dark to see. So i looked up to the TV and the gate keeper was cackling and i was getting really mad, when i started to feel my ears stretching back. I got wicked scared and started to freak out, but he kept cackling really loud so i couldnt focus and everyone was yelling at me to roll. Then i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;The first thing i did was feel my ears, and thank God, they were their usually pointyness and nothing more. Wow, again on the vivid dream.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had others but after writing that i dont rememebr them. So im off to go sledding with Liza.</content>
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    <title>Pics</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T23:39:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-06T04:50:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Goodbye to you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wahoo! So my day started out really boring, consisting of absolutely nothing until around 3 when i went and got Liza and Kerri and we went to the beach. First we picked up some snacks and then headed out to Old Orchard. We took a new way there and i think it was actually faster than normal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;It was like a heat wave today. It was 50 out! I was enjoying the unseasonable warmth, but i think Kerri was freezing before she got out of the car. I missed that ocean smell, who knew it was still there in the winter? The water was freezing, but that didnt stop Liza, she rolled up her pants and went running in, shoes and all. So i of course did the same, but i didnt let the water go over the little rubber rim of my shoe. I love out running waves, i&amp;nbsp;walk out as far as i can and&amp;nbsp;wait for them to crash behind me, and then i just run. I dotn know why, but it makes me happy. Liza found a little fishing net bag washed up on shore so she picked it up and we put cool looking shells inside. I found a LIVE sea dollar, which was totally cool because live ones are really rare to find, so we sent it back into the ocean.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;As the sun was setting the fog settled in on the beach. The sun set perfectly through the window of a castle tower thats on the beach, it cast a cool shadow that was picture worthy, but the pic came out different than what it looked like in real life. It was weird. But yeah, with the sun setting the temp dropped quickly and Kerri started to die so we figured we should head back to the car. Ahhh, it was such an awesome/random afternoon. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#cc0000"&gt;Note to all: beach season began for us on February 5th this year.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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Password is wodahs</content>
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    <title>Fate, hate, kate, late...</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T00:38:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T00:38:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/J/jumpandyell/1097396163_topcharlie.jpg" border="0" alt="Charlie"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Charlie.  Bass player for Driveshaft.  With&lt;br&gt;crazy hair and hobbitish good looks, you&lt;br&gt;attract many admirers.  You like to decorate&lt;br&gt;your fingers with letters on tape.  Oh, and&lt;br&gt;you're a junkie.  You're the one who's ready to&lt;br&gt;ask the really tough questions: is&lt;br&gt;day-turning-into-night end-of-the-world type&lt;br&gt;weather normal?  And guys, where ARE we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/jumpandyell/quizzes/Which%20Lost%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Lost Character Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, well im not surprised, its not like anyone told me that already or anything. :-P</content>
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