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  <title>Camo's Lair</title>
  <subtitle>In the Den of Snevil</subtitle>
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    <name>Camouflage Cyrus Ziguan</name>
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  <updated>2009-02-04T01:37:44Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cesco:53056</id>
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    <title>Delicate, Like Teeth on a Rose</title>
    <published>2009-02-04T01:37:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-04T01:37:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Martyr - Perpetual Healing (Infinite Pain)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My muse came to me in a dream&lt;br /&gt;The dream was brilliant and awe-inspiring;&lt;br /&gt;I felt the waves crash against me&lt;br /&gt;Colouring this marvelous scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every rose has its thorn,&lt;br /&gt;And every dog its day.&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;nbsp;nibble just as gentle&lt;br /&gt;As a baby newborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These feeling surged through&lt;br /&gt;Like a hot knife through butter,&lt;br /&gt;Or piano wire through flesh,&lt;br /&gt;Or mother's milk from the breast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what of my muse?&lt;br /&gt;Where has she gone?&lt;br /&gt;The love she has inspired me with,&lt;br /&gt;And the warmth from her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her head in my hands,&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of her soft skin.&lt;br /&gt;I had nearly forgotten&lt;br /&gt;There was more to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not important,&lt;br /&gt;It was her head what inspired me&lt;br /&gt;Her body lay crimson,&lt;br /&gt;In a pool on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is yet to be named)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cesco:52929</id>
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    <title>I love the smell of queef in the morning</title>
    <published>2005-08-09T04:11:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-09T04:12:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Finntroll - Jaktens Tid</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.bits.bris.ac.uk/imran/lj/new/pop.php" method="POST"&gt;&lt;table style="margin-bottom: 5px;" bgcolor="#000000" border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1"&gt; &lt;tr bgcolor="#34C2E6"&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Popular interests among &lt;i&gt;cesco's&lt;/i&gt; friends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFCC" align="center"&gt; &lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;1. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;music&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(12)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;11. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;dancing&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(5)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;2. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;movies&lt;/font&gt; 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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;17. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;anthropomorphics&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(5)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;8. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;final fantasy&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(6)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;18. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;hugs&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(5)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;9. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;furry&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(6)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;19. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;video games&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(5)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;10. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;cuddling&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(5)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;20. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;chocolate&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;(5)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#34C2E6"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interests gestalt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCC66" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;My most interesting friend is &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_cnipur' lj:user='cnipur' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cnipur.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; 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padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://kair-bear.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;kair_bear&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;b&gt;12&lt;/b&gt;) and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_silverscalenaga' lj:user='silverscalenaga' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://silverscalenaga.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://silverscalenaga.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;silverscalenaga&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;b&gt;9&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#34C2E6"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Normality Index&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#99FF33" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt; My friends are &lt;font color="#000000" size="+2"&gt;115.97%&lt;/font&gt; normal.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#34C2E6"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Analyze me !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td bgcolor="#FFCC33" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Username:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;input type="text" name="iusername" value="cesco" size="8"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Analyze"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font color="#000000" size="-1"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bits.bris.ac.uk/imran/lj/new/pop.php"&gt;Popular interests&lt;/a&gt; created by &lt;a href="http://livejournal.com/users/_imran_"&gt;_imran_&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO WAY I, or anyone I know, is anywhere NEAR that normal....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cesco:52555</id>
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    <title>stolen from the Dancing Nazi Butterfly of the Fire</title>
    <published>2005-07-30T15:50:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-30T15:50:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence for once</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Directions: Type "(your name) is" with the quotes into a Google search, then pick out your favorite 10 responses. Copy, then repost your responses:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt;. Personal accounts of interesting things that I'm seeing or doing.&lt;br /&gt;If I post something which is just a link to recycled content, please shake me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sage &lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; interviewed by Punkinternational.com! Read Full Article&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Connie &lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; an elegant lady.” “What a talent she is.” “I’ve followed her&lt;br /&gt;career through the ... “Connie Francis is a long-time favorite of mine.” ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint &lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; called the little poor man of Assisi. ... Therefore, the prayer&lt;br /&gt;of St. Francis is a precious document for us, an indispensable, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Saint &lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; depicted holding two birds while a fawn nestles along his&lt;br /&gt;right side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I couldn't say that St &lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; my patron Saint because I'ma ...&lt;br /&gt;Vexen once said, "I differ from Francis is that he wishes to repair the Church, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he finally sits for the interview, though, &lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; starting to look ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; free to spend as much of the offseason in Texas as he wants,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sage &lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; a packrat, with so much archived material stored away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Connie &lt;b&gt;Francis" is&lt;/b&gt; also a character in Victory Gundam, one of the five (of the six)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St. &lt;b&gt;Francis is&lt;/b&gt; one of the most popular saints and one of the most misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it because it's mostly religious stuff.... so that's why I did it again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; her second film devoted to the Poverello of Assisi, following her 1966&lt;br /&gt;... (&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; widely reported to be based on a Hermann Hesse novel, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hotel San Francesco, Rome: San &lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; a gem - Visit TripAdvisor, your source&lt;br /&gt;for the web's best unbiased reviews of hotels and vacations, worldwide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We take pride in the fact that De &lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; known for having the cleanest&lt;br /&gt;processing facility in the industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; one of those guys who is truly intimate with his instrument ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; an incredible guitarist and this CD is non stop pure in your face ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art prints and frames from Easyart. Buy &lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; Back, Bjoern Baar from Easyart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another beautiful feature of Rome Hotel San &lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; its cozy breakfast room&lt;br /&gt;which faces a 15th century cloister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; seated alone at a plane while listening to a CD walkman. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; not taken by Alessandro's labors tonight. Ultimately he pushes him ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; one of my three favorite Mickey Rourke films, along with Year of&lt;br /&gt;the Dragon and ... &lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; an Italian film directed by Liliana Cavani. ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; not played by Aldo Fabrizi. &lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; played by a non-professional&lt;br /&gt;actor (a real monk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Francesco is&lt;/b&gt; a knight in not-so-shining armor; he makes mistakes and pays for&lt;br /&gt;them dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the fourth (of the second set) one a LOT!! (the first half of it anyways) and the last one too&lt;br /&gt;PenXV!!</content>
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    <title>cv nbcxvnvcncvb</title>
    <published>2005-07-29T06:35:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-29T15:20:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Avalanches - Fronteir Psychiatrist</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Your Mall::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine that you've been given head of the construction of a mall being built in your town, everything is your decision, from the stores, to the food court etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section One: Stores&lt;br /&gt;(Name 20 stores to include in your mall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. D-Tox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HMV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. EB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Future Shop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Army Surplus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Quizz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Old Navy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Neon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Toys R' Us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Coles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Chapters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Winners&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Footlocker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. .... KFC (Running outta ideas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. La Stanza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Laura Secord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. A&amp;W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Safari&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Compucentre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Best Buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section Two: Three Major Department Stores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Zellers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. .... A&amp;W!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section Three: The Food Court&lt;br /&gt;(Pick five restaurants to add to your mall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hah.... A&amp;W&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. BK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. La Belle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Toasty Sub&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Timmy Ho's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section Four: Add-ons at your mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Casino:: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Slot Machines:: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Snack Vending Machines:: Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Salon:: Naw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Massage Place:: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Drink Machines:: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Arcade Center:: YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Roller Coaster:: Hehehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Ferris Wheel:: Ew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Childrens Play Center:: NO CHILDREN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Benches:: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Tables:: Yus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Fountains:: With juice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Hot Dog Stand:: Sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Quarter worth toy machines:: Plenty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Dinosaur museum:: Nah uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Telephone booths:: Hehe.... dollar pay phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Party Room(s):: YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Laundry Mat:: Ew, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Storage facilities:: For the stray children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Section Four: Questions about your mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your mall located?:: Sealab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What will you call your mall?:: Fhqwgads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Is your mall bigger than the Mall of America?:: Oh yeah fo shizzle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When does construction begin?:: ALREADY DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. When does Construction end?:: done :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What color is it?:: Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How many entrances does it have?:: 30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Is it one, two or three stories?:: six&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is where it's built a small town or big city?:: big big BIG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is it opposed or welcomed by the community?:: adored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Any connections to Wal-mart?:: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ultimate Bands/Singers you love and hate survey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]-the bands you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]-the bands you like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]-the bands you hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] - no comment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Jimi Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Guns~n~Roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]The Used&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_________]My Chemical Romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Dashboard Confessional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Elvis Presley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Meatloaf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Bowling for Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Will Smith...I'm a teenybopper at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Shania Twain...she has some good songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Christina Aquilera...I liked the last album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Led Zepplin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Atreyu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Hanson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Ramones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Sex Pistols&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]AC/DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Yellowcard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Evanscence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Ataris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Metallica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Velvet Revolver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Korn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Skipknot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]The Killers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Taking Back Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[__]Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Usher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[__]Alica Keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]98 degrees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Janet Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]The Jackson 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Dixie Chicks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Spice Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[___]Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]'Nsync&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Pink Floyd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Hilary Duff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Keane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Gwen Stefani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Aerosmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Jewel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Jagged Edge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Grateful Dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Garth Brooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_]Ricky Martin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Los Lonley Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Ray Charles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]U2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Goo Goo Dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Celine Dion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Jennifer Lopez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Creed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[____]Destiny's Child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Baha Men&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Story of the Year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Lamb of God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Yeah yeah yeahs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Distillers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Red hot chili Peppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]R.E.M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]The Doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Black Sabbath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]The Clash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Social Distortion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Opeth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Slayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X]Rammstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Foo Fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Anti-Flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]NOFX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Bad Religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]The Vines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Misfits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Rancid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Alkaline Trio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]John Mayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Dead Kennedys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Dimmu Borgir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[XXXX]Iced Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[XXXX]Manowar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Cradle of Filth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Orgy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]The Cure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]311&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Type O Negative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Cannibal Corpse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Tapping the Vein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Marliyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[XXXX]Nickelback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Rob/White Zombie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Eurythmics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Against&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Kid Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Motorhead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Malice Mizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_________________________________________________________]50 Cent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Van Halen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]The Who&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[_] Lil Bow Wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[] The Postal Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]New Found Glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Jimmy Eat World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]Simple Plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=]Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[]The All-American Rejects</content>
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    <title>damn British and Jewish women.... &amp;lt;--- only reason why I'm posting this</title>
    <published>2005-07-17T07:06:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-17T07:10:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>RA - Sky</lj:music>
    <content type="html">(Stolen from Sare, who stole from Lilly, who probably stole from Dods)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please leave a one-word comment that you think best describes me. It can only be one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then copy &amp; paste this in your journal so that I may leave a word about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - try not to say "Jesus" because I know everybody's gonna wanna put that one....</content>
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    <title>COFFEE!!</title>
    <published>2005-07-06T15:53:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-06T15:53:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Killswitch Engage - When Darkness Falls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yeah so, I get up to leave my room in search for coffee, and I walk out of my room (and for those of you a little familiar with the layout, once you walk out of my room, right in front is the second bathroom/laundry room) so I see my dad's wife Tanya sorting out laundry, and she's holding two pairs of underwear, one green and one pink. I'm standing there staring because I'm thinking that those are my sisters' underwear, and she can't figure out who's is who's or something. but I'm standing there with this look on my face thinking "why, dear god, WHY can't she just put those down?? I don't wanna see my sister's underwear...." then she looks at me with a sort of goofy smile and she asks "why are my underwear here?" that's when I bolt up the stairs, shouting back "I don't need to know these things!! I didn't need to see them!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... yeah....</content>
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    <title>ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... *BOOM!!*</title>
    <published>2005-07-05T03:28:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-05T03:28:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The friggin' TV....!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">blah, my computer exploded. I have no access to teh intarweb no more.... except now. I'm using my dad's computer. so bear with me</content>
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    <title>I feel sick to my stomach....</title>
    <published>2005-07-04T01:58:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-04T01:58:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>In Flames - Biosphere</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sweet monkey fucking potato Jesus.... my sisters are running through the house.... BUTT NAKED!! and they're asking me for cookies.... what the hell?!</content>
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    <title>blechh....</title>
    <published>2005-06-30T03:10:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-30T03:10:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dream Theater - Space Dye Vest</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so yeah so.... I think I just hit a turning point in my life where I got a pack of new socks.... and upon getting them I was GENUINELY excited about it.... wow.... go me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in OTHER news.... I got some food for my geckos today (some worms) and there were a few that were actually VERY FUCKING FAT!! I've never seen silkworms that fat!! so I open the tank so I can feed them, and they're getting used to the routine. they actually moved closer to the edge of the tank to look at the worms I got them, and they're actually looking at the pack of worms. so I'm taking the fat worms first obviously (give the smaller ones a chance to feed and get fatter) and Eagle and Jaguar both (my geckos) are still staring at the pack and me, waiting for the worms to magically appear in their mouths. I'm laughing and telling them to turn around because the worms are behind them. after a while they finally get it and decide to eat. oh silly thems....</content>
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    <title>GS for LIEF sucka</title>
    <published>2005-06-29T03:36:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-29T03:36:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nine Inch Nails - With Teeth</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF: »&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I died from natural causes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I liked you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kissed you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lived next door to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started smoking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hospitalized:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran away from home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got into a fight and you weren't there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lied to make me feel better?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to kiss me?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to kill me?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Broke my heart?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kept something important from me?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I was unbearably annoying?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*::And More::*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you could give me anything what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. When's the last time you saw me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Are you gonna put this on yours to see what I say about you?</content>
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    <title>Ummm.... Hear no evil, speak no evil. Yadda yadda....</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T19:22:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T19:22:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Demons and Wizards - My Last Sunrise</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;
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&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Straight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;You scored 43 (-52 being completely gay, 0 being bisexual, and 52 being completely straight) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;As of right now, you are interested in the opposite sex. You have very little to no sexual interest in the same sex. If you are sexually inexperienced at this point, it is possible that you have latent homosexual tendencies that you have not yet discovered. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/182/838/18283806126179384909/mt1116983212.gif"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;
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&lt;td width="138" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="12" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;92%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Orientation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=12680914741600896164"&gt;The Sexuality Spectrum Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=18283806126179384909"&gt;tall_man_54&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... right. at least I scored high for straight, heh</content>
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    <title>Mmmm.... BABY!!</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T18:23:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T18:24:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Oasis - Wonderwall</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Alright, alright. I owe this muthafugga a post. It's about time. Alright, let's reflect on the weekend's events, shall we? I'll do this in as much detail as possibly possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~Thursday~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up, got dressed. Showered and shaved for Lilly's grad ceremonial. I actually took the time and got myself all spiffed up for the damn thing too. I looked like a fuckin' GINO.... wow.... So anyways, I was supposed to meet Sare and we were supposed to go together. She tells me where to meet her and I pretend I know where to meet her, but I give her my number just in case I get lost (I smart) so she calls me "Where are you??" "I'm lost!! That's where!!" yeah, ok, going on. Meet up with Sare, go to Vanier for the grad, bump into a few people I know, I gave a hug to Carmen (my bro's, and damn near everybody else's favourite teacher). Grad starts and I sit down with Sare, Mike and Jen come by later to join. The entire time I'm complaining, "I'm cold." "I'm hungry." "I have to pee." "It's BORING!!" and such.... Ceremonials finish, I make chit chat with the people there, pop a couple caffiene pills, leave with Ashley and Lilly's mom and stepdad (I found out just that day what her mom's name is) we go to Lilly's house for Champagne and mingling with familials. before her family arrives, we mingle in Lilly's roomn, listening to RHCP greatest hits album. we're talking, looking at pictures, Lilly's showing me her broken drawer. her room's nice.... she forgot to show me Winkey (I think I spelt that right?) we get called down for champagne and such. I felt out of place being the only male out of all the female friends (two, but still). Ashley and Sare go to the front to have a smoke, Lilly goes to get clothes, I'm feeling out of place so I join the smokers. We chat a bit, Lilly calls me to give her an opinion on which jacket to wear, I say the first one, but she likes the second, so I tell her to wear the second. She does. The she asked me for perfume advice, I gave it. Then I'm going downstairs to rejoin the smokers and Lilly asks me to keep her company while she mingles with her family, I shrug and say ok. Lilly's mom asks me to take out a bottle of champage, David shows me how and I fill the glasses (the champage was kinda.... yuck....) It's time to leave to go to the restaurant!! Lilly's mom taking pictures.... God, so many pictures.... catches a picture of me leaning against the wall, I'm cursing in my head because I tried so hard to avoid having any photo evidence of me dressed up. We depart, Lilly's mom commenting on how they're all so lucky to have me along as an escort.... Upon leaving, Lilly and I go back to fetch Sare a pair of socks because she already tore her stockings. We head to the restaurant, we get a booth seat, Lilly next to Sare, me next to Ashley, but me in front of Lilly and Sare in front of Ashley. The three of them commenting on how hot the waiter is, and I'm too busy feeling very, very, VERY uncomfortable. My burger came half raw when I asked for well-done.... "oh, we don't want to bother him any more!" ugh.... I felt so sick after that.... I paid for Sare's food (what a gentleman, heh) then we leave, and they go to apply their makeup in a MacDo (they probably came out 30% greasier) and we decide to head off to Cheers. Ashley gets the brilliant idea to call Cory (poor bastard....) and he promises to come out and join us. We take the metro and I'm keeping my distance, letting the three of them do their thing and I'm just doing the dark/mysterious thing by standing off. Lilly kept pulling me close saying "join us!" or whatnot. I'm playing "magic man" and finding out exactly where to stand to get the doors to the stairs at Peel. We walk down a while, we find cheers (woulda been faster to get off at McGill) we get into Cheers (no door bouncers) and Lilly goes up, "7$ cover? Sure!" and Sare has no money for cover and drinks, so Ashley steps up and pays for them both (nice timing, don't have to worry about carding there) we find a place near the bar to sit, Lilly, Ashley, Sare sit at the bar. I sit behind Ashley and Sare. they order there drinks, Lilly turns back and invites me to sit beside her. I go. I order a drink, I'm telling Lilly to take it easy, but not much aside from that. Lilly and Ashley had smirnoff's and tequila shots, then they decide to go for blowjobs and as they're taking them this bartender takes pictures of them and sais they're gonna be on the website (haven't seen them yet). different good songs come up, Bad to the Bone, One Bourbon One Scotch One Beer, and such.... lots of random singing going on. REM came on too.... Lilly starts getting tipsy and resting her head on my shoulder, I'm feeling uncomfortable because she's drunk and mixed signals and yeah.... Lilly starts calling Adam Brenner on my phone.... I'm getting pissed but I'm not saying anyways. Each and every time she calls him.... after a while of drinking, Lilly making phone calls and such, I get up and relocate to the other side to where Ashley's sitting. Lilly gets pissed. I start talking to Ashley and drinking more, I'm noticing the stares coming from Lilly. whatever. I'm talking to Sare a bit too, we talk about the metalheads we find on the other side of the bar. we decide that a dress code isn't really required to get into Cheers. Sare wanted to talk to one particular metalhead she thought was hot, and was alone so she wanted to make him un-alone. a brotha metalhead came along. he was cool. then Sare gets the BRILLIANT idea of me doing a body shot.... we saw one of the barmaids do them, so Sare suggests I do one. Ashley volunteers. I get up to do it, pictures are taken, glares from Lilly, Ashley took her DAMN TIME to do the shot, spilt bailey's all over my shirt and chest.... I ended up with quite a bit of whipcream in my hair. my hair got all pasty and sticky, as well as my back a bit and yeah.... I was a mess. we drink a bit more then leave. (many more random calls to Cory were made throughout the night) we take a couple pictures outside of Cheers then go for a walk to find a dance club. On the way some random guy starts talking to Ashley, I step up and grab her arm to keep her away from him, more glares and curses from Lilly, Ashley's resisting and giving the guy her number. he leaves, I actually bump into people that I know from Dawson and I'm thinking "fuck.... witnesses of me dressed up" we chat a bit, the guy thought I was emo.... ew.... he said he didn't know styles, so yeah. we part ways again, we go for a walk, Ashley comments that she's not drunk, some random guy passes by, "I try to be". we walk up and down Crescent for a while looking for a dance club.... Sare's getting tired, Ashley's going insane, Lilly's being quiet and I'm almost ready to spaz. Ashley and Lilly find a dance club and go in, free for girls, guys pay 5$, but the bouncer was about to let me in for free. Sare just wanted to sit, so I stayed outside with her and let the other two go in and dance. Sare said she had to go to the bathroom, so she went to BK, I went in to get the dancing queens. They tried to get me to dance, and in the process Lilly headbutts me in the freakin' nose.... damn that hurt.... got me solid too.... they had done a little drinking inside the dance club, so I get fed up and walk out. they follow behind me. we join Sare at BK, but we can't find her anywhere. Lilly goes to look for her in the washroom, I stay with Ashley for a minute while she orders her french fries and onion rings. Sare and Lilly come back, I go to the washroom. after we all sit down and eat our gourmet meal of fries and such. Lilly's trying to feed me and I'm trying to bite her fingers. then we make a game of who can actually throw the frenchfries in my mouth. Sare manages to get one in, Lilly misses them all horribly. the only one she gets in is the one she placed in my mouth, then I bit her because she cheated. we finish, we get outside and look for a cab. Ashley's sitting on the floor and some guy asks for change and Ashley sais that she spent it all on booze and he walks off "yeah right...." we try to get a cab, then some guy waves one down for us, and he starts hitting on Lilly. "Where you from pretty lady?" "Canada" "What part?" "Ontario" then we get in the cab. van cab. Sare and I are way in the back, Ashley and Lilly are in the middle. creepy cab driver in front. Ashley didn't have her belt on, and started staggering and trying to take pictures. she falls off the chair, I go to grab her and she snaps a picture. I'm blinded and fall back. I make Lilly strap her down. a cop's right beside us, OH EM TEH JEE!! we keep going, we get to Lilly's house, I pay the cabby (Lilly didn't wanna wake up her mom) we go into the back, very very quietly. we're talking, Ashley's smoking, we're indulging in sweets. Sare takes the swizzel stick I stole from Cheers and stabs some Tootsie Roll wrappers, then a Tootsie roll and breaks it. I mourned the loss of my swizzle stick. Ashley starts singing. a lot. we're talking about Canadian Idol and shit. Ashley suggsets starting a band with Sare and Lilly. I sit and laugh. they come up with a few names. I suggest "What the Shit?" Sare seriously suggests "What the XYZ" and then just "XYZ". Lilly swings by, asks me if I mind if she sits on my lap, I'm thinking "yes" but at the same time I let her because I want her. she holds my hand, or I held hers, I forget. we talk. Johnny comes by and I pet him. he claws and bites me. bastard cat. Lilly's moving in and out getting water now and stuff. then she sits on the stairs and falls asleep on her knee. I get up to check on her if she's ok, she wakes up, sprawls out on the deck and goes back to sleep. we decide now's a good time to get settled in for bed. we go to the basement (moderately quietly) the three of them get changed for bed. Lilly takes my stained beater and goes to wash it. I leave my shirt on because I wasn't sleeping shirtless.... it was cold in the basement. we agree that Sare sleeps on the floor as long as she has a blanket at a pillow. Ashley and Lilly get one futon, I get the other (go me!!) I go to the bathroom, Ashley's in my futon. I'm looking at my options, share with Lilly, share with Ashley.... I kick ashley out and take the futon. Ashley and Lilly are settled in now, we're all laying down to sleep (except me. I'm doing the insomniac thing of staring at the cieling, eyes wide open) Lilly gets up, she wants to say hi to Sare. after a moment she joins me on my futon and sais "let's all visit Francis" all four of us are cramped on the tiny futon. I'm sitting cross-legged, Sare's sitting cross-legged (I'm assuming, she was bundled up) Ashley's sprawled out in a drunken frenzy. we're talking random stuff. "if you could be one animal, what would it be?" then we quickly moved on to calling each other animals. Sare was a bear because of how she was bundled up. heh.... Sarebear.... Ashley passes out, I threaten to kick her in the head because she was kicking me. it didn't wake her up either way.... the three of us make comments to Ashley's snoring. "She's cutting logs" "she's dreaming about being in a forest, in a cabin with Cory. and they're sawing logs" then I commented on how she whipped out the chainsaw. heh.... Sare passes out, and Lilly and I are talking a bit.... I get up because I was physically uncomfortable.... I relocate to the other futon. Lilly joins me shortly after. we lay down.... with about a millimetre of personal space between us.... we talked all fucking night almost.... it was beyond great.... we had a nice long, deep talk.... ANYways.... Lilly just passed out at one point. literally. she rolled over, placed her head on the pillow and she was out. then shortly after I pass out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ Friday ~~~~ (technically, that already passed, but still)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm half awake and I hear moving. Sare comes out of the bathroom and I hear aluminum. "Help yourself to my gum" I say. "I am" comes the response. I sit up, Lilly sits up, I look at her with a bit of a smile (don't think she noticed) and Sare looks at us, "when did you two get there?" hah.... Lilly relocates, I stay there on the MAN'S futon!! oh yeah. Ashley wakes up also, we all talk. we decide we want pancakes!! with cinnamon!! and chocolate chips!! Lilly tells us we have neither of the two.... *tear* but we have pancakes anyways. Sare calls home, Ashley calls home.... Lilly calls home to say we're.... home.... and we want pancakes :D we wake up slowly, we mingle. pillow fight. quick foozeball game (I pwn!!) take a few morning pictures. Ashley loses her phone in her purse. HAH!! Lilly runs my beater in the dryer finally, heh. I'm standing and I smack her in the face with a pillow, then I hug her as an apology. "Now let me hold your hand.... I wanna hold your hand...." sorry, random song insertion there.... ummm.... there were random boob slips!! hah!! I saw, so much for trying to hide.... heh.... Lilly talks to her mom and finds out our Saturday day plans will have to be cancelled.... awww.... booo.... we go upstairs. breakfast is ready :D David makes coffee for us. we sit in the back, we manage to squeeze anyways. pancakes!! yummy!! coffee with honey?? woah.... I got all my honey at the bottom.... who needs a spoon?? I stir with my fork!! David puts on some music while we eat. after we're done and clean up, Lilly puts on her music. Eurythmics. we're talking band names. again. they were serious. dear god.... they made a list. Lilly puts on more music, the CD I made for her.... she listens to that damn cd ALL the time.... I sit down with David, we jam for a bit, after a while I play a song for Lilly. I made her guess that I was playing "I Wish You Were Here" I was amased how quickly she got it. she said she listens to that song all the time. my brother calls me. jerk. he told me to leave. I avoided conflict, so I got my stuff together, said my byes, left with Sare. I kept looking back. made sure I didn't forget anyways. met my brother. went to Rob's house. I was hungry already. I only had two pancakes and like, three raspberries. we leave to go to the Ambersparks show. Lilly calls me saying she can't come. she doesn't know it but I'm really bummed out by then. that's two plans to meet up cancelled. we go to the show, everybody's asking "where's Lilly?" and well, I told them honestly why.... because Ashley + Nat = no fun.... And they were together. hell, Lilly was staying at Ashleys. ANYways.... as for the concert, the ONLY good band was Ambersparks. ADD sucked monkey nut and Lucerin Blew, sorry, Lucerin Blue.... well, they blew anyways. but still. Lucerin Blew didn't even have any respect for the other bands playing. they were out having their gay races outside. ugh.... after that we left, my brother, Robert and I, and we went to Decarie hot dogs for a gourmet meal of poutine and hotdoggets. yummy. dip your hotdogs in your poutine next time. grossly wonderful. anyways, I gave my brother hell for being a jerk all day. we went home my brother and I, we talked a bit, then played games all night and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ Saturday ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was boring. I didn't see Lilly. BOOO LACK OF PLANS!! GRRR!! and my brother was at work. so I played videogames all day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ Sunday ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to be at a pool party. my ride never came to get me. I studied all day (yay summer school?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ Monday ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a rediculously long talk with Lilly.... wow.... we never opened up that much ever.... ummm.... yeah. won't get into that. we're done here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE PEACE AND CHICKEN GREASE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(NOTE: this post took me damn near an hour and a half to post. exactly one hour and 22 minutes)</content>
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    <title>cesco @ 2005-06-20T23:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-21T03:58:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-21T04:02:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Incubus - I Miss You</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ugh.... even if I WANTED to make a nice post tonight, I absolutely can't.... I have too much work to do tonight. In my RM class, we went to the computer labs rediculously late for the first time, so we only had an hour to work on our labs (we usually have at least two hours), and I was also trying to help out my friend Gina who was spazzing out because she couldn't work and stuff, so I didn't get to finish my work myself. so now, I have to get working to finish this damn assignment then go ALL THE WAY to fucking Dawson just to hand in a piece of paper and leave so I don't lose marks on this assignment and can get it back for Wednesday.... it's a three hour trip, and I'm gonna lose that much time that I'm gonna need to study for my Calculus exam on Wednesday.... FUCK.... go figure though, I'm having a harder time keeping up with work in the birdie class. Calculus is giving me less of a hard time, and Research Methods, a class that I just have to sit down and READ in, I'm behind in work. either I'm spending too much time and energy on Cal because it's math and it's supposed to be super hard, or I dunno.... bad time management? christ, I swear, I'm willing to pay somebody to print and hand in my assignment to my teacher tomorrow so I don't have to lose three hours just to go there and come back.... oh well, time to get to work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;Hi HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;Hi ho, hi ho!&lt;br /&gt;It's off to work I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side.... at least I got chicken....&lt;br /&gt;Well.... no, not really chicken. more like sausice, greens and potatoes, but still.... I was fucking STARVING and had to resort to buying one of those fake deli sammiches at MacDo (which kinda suck by the way....) just to tide me over.... MMMM FOOD!!</content>
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    <title>.... what a day....</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T15:51:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-20T15:51:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mudvayne - Forget to Remember</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ugh, I wake up this morning, and it was the FIRST NIGHT in I dunno how many that I actually slept (it helps that I haven't slept at all the night before I guess) but there I am sleeping, all happy and even smiling, freakin' SMILING in my sleep.... and I wake up suddenly, having come to the realisation that I have &lt;i&gt;SUMMER SCHOOL&lt;/i&gt; today.... ugh.... go figure.... and on top of that, I had a bowl of cereal, and my frosted flakes weren't even frosted!! oh well.... we'll see how the day progresses, I have to leave for school in 10. I'm considering putting a post about the weekend up.... I dunno if I want to. I don't much enjoy thinking about Saturday's events.... anyways, peace out</content>
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    <title>Random Song Insertion</title>
    <published>2005-06-17T02:51:38Z</published>
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    <lj:music>The Beatles - You've Got To Hide Your Love Away</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yeah, I don't have anything worth saying, but I just felt like posting the lyrics to a song. It's one of the songs that I've been learning to play for my old guitar class, and I just felt like putting the lyrics up. It's a good Beatles song, and I'm working on perfecting the song, so I've heard it a few times today already. ANYways, here goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles - You've Got To Hide Your Love Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I stand, Head in hand&lt;br /&gt;Turn my face to the wall&lt;br /&gt;If she's gone, I can't go on&lt;br /&gt;Feeling two foot small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ev'rywhere people stare&lt;br /&gt;Each and ev'ry day.&lt;br /&gt;I can see them laugh at me&lt;br /&gt;And I hear them say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! You've got to hide your love away!"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you've got to hide your love away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I even try?&lt;br /&gt;I can never win&lt;br /&gt;Hearing them, seeing them&lt;br /&gt;In the state I'm in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could she say to me&lt;br /&gt;"Love will find a way"?&lt;br /&gt;Gather 'round all you clowns,&lt;br /&gt;Let me hear you say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! You've got to hide your love away!"&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, you've got to hide your love away!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it's a short song, but it's really nice. I'll post a more worthwhile read probably Sunday night. Nothing exciting happened so far. Except that I got rediculously soaked yesterday on my way home (leave it to me not to bring a coat or an umbrella when it's pouring rain) but I don't want to get into the details because I don't want people to laugh at me too much. Oh, and one of my (summar school) teachers singled me out by using the example that, according to the deductions that children make, "Boys don't have long hair." and upon inspection of the classroom, of about 30 students, maybe 13 males.... I was the only with long hair. Hell, I had longer hair than some of the females in the class, including the teacher. Thusly, I was singled out and threatened to cut my hair short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.</content>
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    <title>heh.... how about that....</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T22:23:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T22:23:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silvertide - Ain't Comin' Home</lj:music>
    <content type="html">how about that.... I just, a couple minutes ago, had a rediculously short talk with Lilly just now. it consisted of her saying that we're not gonna go out because she said there's no romantic interest and her apologising, me saying "yeah sure, no problem" (and for some reason, it really didn't phase me that much), and then we agreed we'd talk tonight for a little chat. that was it.&lt;br /&gt;huh.... pretty strange, eh? I'm amazed as to how un-phased I was by it. I guess I saw it coming or something. I won't deny that a part of me is kinda disappointed, but meh. I've gone through worse I guess. nothing compares to what my ex has done to me.... god DAMN that sucked. oh well. moving along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppar's in a bit.... I have no idea what we're even having. I hope it's good, and yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, about 10 minutes ago, I had an extreme heat flash, started sweating a bit (although it's not that hot) and now I feel perfectly normal. odd. oh well. time to move on. MegaMan awaits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of MegaMan, check this out ---&amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://megamanmovie.ytmnd.com/"&gt;http://megamanmovie.ytmnd.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - Luchy, how the hell do you post in the groups? like, the Italian group you started? how's that work?</content>
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    <title>GEEEEEEEEEEEE ESSSSSSSSSSS!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T04:20:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T04:20:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>apparently.... "Incubus - I Miss You"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Arrite, this is an exerpt, and by exerpt, I mean the whole bloody thing, of an email I sent to Sare, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_judeaslinksta' lj:user='judeaslinksta' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://judeaslinksta.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://judeaslinksta.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;judeaslinksta&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and yeah, here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we-hell now.... you are OFFICIALLY 18 and ya know what?? I have.... another 17 minutes to officially write you that discouraging "you're 18 now so TOUGH SHIT!!" letter, and I'm gonna try my hardest. so anyways, HERE GOES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 18 now, eh? Well la-dee-friggin'-DA!! What's that mean for you? You're legal now so you can buy alcoholic beverages without being carded? WRONG!! You'll realise that since you're now 18, you'll virtually NEVAR get carded again!! That includes bars as well. Bouncers and legal card-checkers can smell legality from a MILE AWAY and you'll soon realise that they most often card you when you don't have any ID on you whatsoever. SO WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT??&lt;br /&gt;So you can drink legally.... WHOOP DEE FRIGGIN' DOO!! You've been drinking before you were legal, and you had (to some extent) a blast, and would you like to know why? Because you were a MINOR. Now that you're no longer a minor, but an adult now, drinking (or smoking cigarettes or whatever else) becomes routine, or, for lack of a better word, flacid. There's no more thrill, no more excitement to it. But wait, there's more.... and I'm saving the best for last....&lt;br /&gt;Now that you're 18, you're much more RESPONSIBLE for your own actions. That means you have nobody left to turn to but yourself. Sure, you can go to other people for help, even your parents if they're nice enough, but ya know what? NO ONE SAID THAT ANYBODY HAD TO!! Tough cookie, sista!!&lt;br /&gt;What else sucks about being 18? hmmm.... let's think of something good, shall we? OH YES!! I got one.... you're gonna have to start planning out your future a lot more seriously than "When I grow up, I'm gonna be a pink flamingo!" -that's not gonna cut it anymore. You're gonna have to REALLY sit down and think what you're gonna do with your life, and I mean actually DO with it!! Gotta make a statement in the world, no?&lt;br /&gt;Here's a doozy.... being 18 now, not only are you more responsible for your actions, but you can get ARRESTED for them if you get caught doing something bad!! That's not all either, you can also get arrested just for being affiliated for those who do something bad, especially if they're minors, and they're gonna get away with a slap on the wrist while you get the real trouble, sucks, eh?&lt;br /&gt;Well, having said that, I hope you're fairly mortified with this newfound knowledge. I'm sure you're not gonna be anyways, but it didn't hurt to try, no? Well, I got about 6 minutes to spare before it's past your birthday. I think I did good. I'm gonna paste this in my LJ for the sake of this being awesome and too good for nobody else to see, heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was the extent of it. Aside from that.... let's summarise my weekend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I DAMN NEAR DIED FROM FRIGGIN' HEAT EXHAUSTION!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said that.... let's go into a little more depth....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a few chores for my mother/yiayia, which included dishes, laundry, lawnmowing, etc&lt;br /&gt;Went to the grocery store and had our first BBQ of the season. The marination was teh seks&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated randomness with beer and grape soda, this was while watching Shaun of the Dead (and eating BBQ)&lt;br /&gt;Taunted Lilly with the ways of awesomeness that is BBQ while making plans to meet up&lt;br /&gt;Got up off my ass and installed the damn A/C's in my mom's house.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow got suckered and spent the entire weekend sleeping in the damn basement (no rest/not that cool/my brother got the A/C rooms....)&lt;br /&gt;Played Resident Evil 4, had difficulty sleeping....&lt;br /&gt;Sacrificed children, WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Monday~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early, met Lilly and Vendome, Ashley was there (uhb....? Alright....)&lt;br /&gt;Hung out a bit, let Lilly sample the cd I made for her&lt;br /&gt;Went to the library with Lilly, Ashley went off somewhere&lt;br /&gt;Lilly got free use of my cd player to listen to her CD as much as she wanted&lt;br /&gt;Went to school, met Pat, went to math, made comments (go me), got food, met up with Gina, my cousin Carmella, her friend Amanda, gave Carmella and Amanda advice while laughing at them, went to class 45 mins late (thanks Genie) was smart in my RM class, danced out during break, sang to my teacher, finished assignment, went home, HERE I AM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is all. Love peace and chicken grease.</content>
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    <title>Um, yeah, sure, why not?</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T21:47:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-09T21:47:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Slayer - Bringer of Blood</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. What's the first word that comes to mind when you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/"&gt;http://images.google.com/&lt;/a&gt; and search for that word.&lt;br /&gt;3. Reply to this post with one of the pictures on the first page of results (don't tell me the word).&lt;br /&gt;4. Use an image tag, i.e. &amp;lt; img src="url.of.the.image.goes.here" &amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Put this in your own blog so that I can do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure "why not?", so yeah. here I am</content>
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    <title>Don't worry about it....</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T06:12:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-07T06:12:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Random</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Arrite, I'm aware that I haven't posted in like.... ever.... and this post isn't gonna be an overly happy one. See, there's this dilemma, and I refuse to name names for the sake of security. Anyways, the moral of the story is that there is this particular girl I know, and I've known her for a while actually, and since we've met we've been flirty and talkative and we got off to a GREAT start, it's rediculous. I don't think I've ever been able to communicate or open up that well with ANYbody in my life, which is insane. Things were kinda awkward at first; we'd flirt and talk a lot but that was it because we both thought that the other wasn't interested. Then I started dating, she started dating, but we kept in massive touch. Then I stopped dating, and she stopped dating, but neither of us were in the mood to go out really. So whatever.... time passed, other things happened, we stopped talking, I got involved again with someone new and out of the blue we start talking, and I'm thinking, "Holy crap, I made a mistake.... I shouldn't have gotten involved. I don't even need the companionship; I just need to talk to this one" and we started talking and either way, the new one I was "with", I never even saw, so that didn't last for that much.&lt;br&gt;But NOW, now that things have gone and progressed and we've gotten very close, me and the nameless one that is, we're spending more time together (a couple hang outs so far) and long talks every night on the phone, but at the same time.... she's been harrassed. People would keep coming up to her and saying things like, "So I hear you two are dating" or "You two aren't going out? Why not?" which, I don't blame her, can get very stressful. I guess it got to the point of being too stressful though, because it came to one of her friends actually going as far as saying "Be careful you don't get hurt", a reasonable, considerate friend statement since they've both been hurt in the past (fairly recently as well) but to hear the response as "Oh don't worry about it, nothing will happen" or whatever or was.... It kinda came as a stun to me. A nice bit of a shock. Tonight was the FIRST night that we've ever spoken and I was dead silent. She picked up on it as well.... she commented on my silence and found it very, VERY awkward. I just really didn't know what to say.... things seemed to go well, we had a pleasant little "date" today which consisted of going for lunch, sitting and talking in the park (some casual flirting here and there), her writing in my agenda, taking pictures with her, going for ice cream.... and then it seemed as a big shock to get the impression that there's virtually no romantic interest. It kinda stings, but I guess I shoulda seen it coming.... She was being pegged.... Even her parents were bothering her, just because we talk EVERY night.... and I can't help but feel slightly responsible like I shouldn't have pushed it.... I'm thinking I'm not gonna make such an effort to call her.... I'll see if she calls me.&lt;br&gt;I really &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; care about her, there's no doubt about it. I would do everything in my power to keep from hurting her. I just KNOW that if things worked out in that way for us, there'd be little or no conflict (let's face it, nobody's perfect. I can never keep my mouth shut and I always do something to annoy her without even trying), and I dunno.... I guess I'm letting my emotions get the best of me again.... It's odd. I've never felt this way about anybody before. There's a nice feeling of completion with this one. I don't wanna sound or pathetic or anything, but with the last few women I've dated, none of them felt right, at least not as right as this one does, and it's just odd. She feels it too, I know, otherwise she wouldn't have been the way she was with me all this time.&lt;br&gt;I know we could make it, but it's all up to her.... there's nothing I can do, and I don't want to push her, otherwise I might push her too far and I'll never have her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;She seemed dressed in all of me, stretched across my shame.&lt;br&gt;All the torment and the pain&lt;br&gt;Leaked through and covered me&lt;br&gt;I'd do anything to have her to myself&lt;br&gt;Just to have her for myself&lt;br&gt;Now I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She is everything to me&lt;br&gt;The unrequited dream&lt;br&gt;A song that no one sings&lt;br&gt;The unattainable, Shes a myth that I have to believe in&lt;br&gt;All I need to make it real is one more reason&lt;br&gt;I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do when she makes me sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A catch in my throat, choke&lt;br&gt;Torn into pieces&lt;br&gt;I won't, no!&lt;br&gt;I don't wanna be this...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;But I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br&gt;I won't let this build up inside of me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;She isn't real&lt;br&gt;I can't make her real&lt;br&gt;She isn't real&lt;br&gt;I can't make her real&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah.... random Slipknot Insertion there with some slight relevance to it. Anyways, I'm gonna finish this off with the song that I've labelled as "My Song" just because I've listened to it a few times tonight, and yeah. I dunno, I'm gonna stick it in.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Since the moment I spotted you&lt;br&gt;Like walking around with little wings on my shoes&lt;br&gt;My stomach's filled with the butterflies.... and it's alright&lt;br&gt;Bouncing round from cloud to cloud&lt;br&gt;I got the feeling like I'm never going to come down&lt;br&gt;If I said I didn't like it then you know I'd lied&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everytime I try to talk to you&lt;br&gt;I get tongue-tied&lt;br&gt;Seems like everything I say to you&lt;br&gt;Comes out wrong and never comes out right&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I'll say why don't you and I get together and take on the world and be together forever?&lt;br&gt;Heads we will and tails we'll try again&lt;br&gt;So I say why don't you and I hold together and fly to the moon and straight on to heaven,&lt;br&gt;'Cause without you they're never going to let me in&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When's this fever going to break?&lt;br&gt;I think I've handled more than any man can take&lt;br&gt;I'm like a love-sick puppy chasing you around&lt;br&gt;And it's alright&lt;br&gt;Bouncing round from cloud to cloud&lt;br&gt;I got the feeling like I'm never going to come down&lt;br&gt;If I said I didn't like it then you know I'd lied&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everytime I try to talk to you&lt;br&gt;I get tongue-tied&lt;br&gt;Seems like everything I say to you&lt;br&gt;Comes out wrong and never comes out right&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I'll say why don't you and I get together and take on the world and be together forever?&lt;br&gt;Heads we will and tails we'll try again&lt;br&gt;So I say why don't you and I hold together and fly to the moon and straight on to heaven,&lt;br&gt;'Cause without you they're never going to let me in&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Slowly I begin to realize&lt;br&gt;That his is never gonna end&lt;br&gt;And right about the same time you walk by and I say&lt;br&gt;Oh here we go again, oh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Everytime I try to talk to you&lt;br&gt;I get tongue-tied&lt;br&gt;Seems like everything I say to you&lt;br&gt;Comes out wrong and never comes out right&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So I'll say why don't you and I get together and take on the world and be together forever?&lt;br&gt;Heads we will and tails we'll try again&lt;br&gt;So I say why don't you and I hold together and fly to the moon and straight on to heaven,&lt;br&gt;'Cause without you theyre never going to let me in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah, I'm done. Don't get me wrong, this isn't a plea for help, or some whiny emo statement, and I'm not asking you people to bust your asses to give me your feedback or opinions. I just wanted to get this all out onto SOMETHING, so if you feel like you want to make a statement, you may. I'm not asking for anything. That is all.</content>
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    <title>.... and all the girlies say I'm pretty fly (for a white guy)</title>
    <published>2005-01-14T02:30:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-14T02:30:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Police - Message in a Bottle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yeah yeah, I know, still been some time since my last post but I felt COMPELLED to post today. Why do you ask, oh devoted readers? simple!! a new fur/friend, &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_soryane' lj:user='soryane' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://soryane.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://soryane.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;soryane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; made a post today thanks to a contribution a la Camouflage ;) Go ahead. check it out. it's amusing. I ga-rohn-tee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have decided a future for myself. I'm gonna dedicate my life to living like a hot-shot entrepeneur. THAT'S RIGHT KIDDIES!! No more low-lifing it for me!! I've decided that from now on I'm gonna have my own successful company and I will sit in my office with a full bar in my desk, a constantly full glass in front of me, and when I'm not drinking I'll be wearing a speedo, covered in body lotion, modeling in front of my mirror regardless HOW bad outta shape I get :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also decided that my friend (Hot) Jess will be my own personal secretary. She agreed to this, don't worry (the day I told her that she was "hired", she called out from wherever she was crouching, eating away at her treats, a joyful "yaaayy!") anyways, she'll be there in her own little secretarial office/desk doing her own thing.... and I'll be there modeling myself in my speedo, and it'll be her task to come in and grease me up as often as need be (or if I just want her hands all over me ;p) whether I'm rippling with muscles or waving with fat. hehe, I'll be calling her religiously :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... yeah, I'm done with that for now. We'll see if I update more. I need a reason too kiddies!!</content>
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    <title>You Ain't Seen Nothin' Yet....</title>
    <published>2004-12-17T02:45:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T03:46:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pantera - Suicide Note Pt. 1</lj:music>
    <content type="html">As are the words of the Bachman Turner Overdrive.... ok, so, I KNOW that it's been a WHILE since my last post, been kinda busy/lazy/drunk, whatever.... and this is my first post in a WHILE.... and it's not gonna be nice. So.... yeah....
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This post/rant/entry &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;WILL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; contain offensive material, seeing as it's intented to offend. SO if you're a whiny bitch who can't handle the facts of life (as I see them anyways) then get the FUCK out. Nobody asked you to come here; you are not a beautiful and unique snowflake.  You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else, and we are all part of the same compost pile. (Fight Club, but VERY valid point) and just the same, you have the same rights to read or ignore what I'm about to say. So if you're afraid of having your precious sensitive feelings hurt, then bug the fuck off and leave me alone. If you're gonna criticise me for what I write, leave me alone, I didn't ask for your opinion. If you're GONNA leave me a comment, at least make it intelligible and using proper english. Or Italian, or Greek or fucking French. just make it comprehensible. If I see any "omfg"s or "u r stupd"s, I'm just gonna ignore you like the stupid you are. Having said that.... Enjoy your stay!!
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FIRSTLY, I'd just like to say that this world is a piece of shit. This world is so damn full of crap. And I'm not talking about the damn typical &lt;i&gt;Emo&lt;/i&gt; garbage that's all like, "ohhh, my girlfriend left me because she hates me and she's a bitch, even though it has nothing to do with how inconsiderate I am" or shit like "my parents don't understand me, they're always on my case because I like to sit alone in my dark room, secluding myself from everything but the glow of my computer screen" NO!! There's &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;ACTUAL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; problems!! There's a lot of murders. There's a lot of deception. There's also theft, corruption, greed, domestic violence.... The list just goes on.... It's just &lt;i&gt;sickening&lt;/i&gt; how easily some of these people will turn on their own kind and do such horrible things....
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Example.... You have &lt;b&gt;IDIOT&lt;/b&gt; drivers who feel it necessary to shave off precious SECONDS off their travel times by gunning it down the fucking street to get through the red light up ahead, thinking that somehow everybody else will MIRACULOUSLY veer off and crash into each other to let him pass. They hit somebody, they think "Oh shit, now I'm REALLY gonna be late!!" yeah well, fuck you too buddy!! You also have those other geniouses who decide to be daredevils and try to dodge traffic, thinking that their fragile little bodies are impervious to all forms of pummeling from cars.... or better yet, that out of the 1000 cars ripping through the streets, not ONE will hit them. you've got better odds winning the fucking lottery.... Or you've even got a healthy mix of the two.... fucking rapid drivers who feel they can do 80km on a 30km zone because THEY'RE on the road, and at the same time you have pedestrians who think they have the right of way at ANY given moment, so they don't give a damn to check for any cars coming up like, three steps away from them. then you got people from foreign countries who aren't even fucking used to handling cars because CAMELS don't fucking have gas pedals and only go one speed- Stink. they also add to it because it's like they feel that since they moved away from their country, they can act any fucking way they like in this new, wonderful country they've just infested.... Christ.... If you don't wanna abide by the fucking laws (that's right, it's a law not a SUGGESTION you ignorant fucks) then don't get behind the wheel or take matters into your own hands. or, you know what? if you guys like driving so fast, I'll cut your breaks and send you out on the fucking highway. if you wanna jaywalk, jaywalk on a fucking MINEFIELD. It's more fun because that way you can actually say that you dunno where the mines are!! Ignorant fucks....
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Ah, but I'm not picking solely on stupid drivers/pedestrians.... That's to point out how fucking stupid the level (or lack of) thinking these people have!! I mean, who are these people to have complete disregard for themselves and those around them? It's fucking disgusting.... and SPEAKING of disregard.... ohhh, lemmie tell you.... I'm not trying to sound gaymo, but there's plenty of disregard when it comes to relationships. I know, I know, I was talking about how those people always whine and bitch about how their girlfriend (or ex, or dog, or whatever) is/was such a cold hearted bitch and deserves to die and blah blah blah.... Well ya know what? the bitch breaks your heart, you break her fucking neck. if she's gonna go around being as mean and inconsiderate to whoever she dates like that, she doesn't deserve to be around. ok, ok, maybe I'm being a little extreme.... stick her with a gorilla to date for a while. that damn thing will beat that broad into such submission, it'll be worth the pain that you went through. they'll be &lt;i&gt;PERFECT&lt;/i&gt; for each other. now now, don't worry, ladies.... if you've got an abusive boyfriend ya know what you could do? introduce him to Mr. Led-fucking-pipe. Introduce him a few times for all I care, just get the point across. What I &lt;u&gt;~don't~&lt;/u&gt; understand is how the hell people can allow themselves to be mistreated all the fucking god damned time just because they're so satisfied with being able to say they're dating somebody, or some stupid shit like that.... Perfect example for you inbreeds out there.... a good friend of mine, hell, my fucking "best" friend was dating this guy for a while.... and the guy was abusive, inconsiderate, rude and a complete jackass. note, while she finally did break up with him (the reasons for the break up STILL piss me off mind you) she, for some bloody reason I can't BEGIN to comprehend, stayed with this guy because she was in a relationship and wanted to "make it work". face it people, if the person you're dating is a piece of shit, that person will ALWAYS be a piece of shit.... If you wanna live with the pain, live with shards of broken glass to chew on from time to time.
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Another major piss off are lead-ons. it's disgusting talking to people who are all obsessed with this person they're getting to know, spending lots of time with thinking that they might start going out and shit. THEN in the end it just all flops. I mean, what the &lt;i&gt;fuck??&lt;/i&gt; I thought everything was going so wonderfully well, eh? It's all those damn people who get so damn comfortable that once they think about commitment they freak out and completely shun the person they had spent so much time with. or even if two people are spending a lot of time together and they seem really close and even ACT like they're going out, but in the end one of them turns around and is like "we &lt;i&gt;can't&lt;/i&gt; go out! you're like my (brother/sister)!" yeah, way to crush a person's spirits. I've heard that one a few times.... the whole "too fucking good of a friend" bullshit.... yeah, ya heard me, &lt;b&gt;BULLSHIT!!&lt;/b&gt; If you're gonna lead somebody the fuck on, I've got a good tip for you.... Lead yourself, face first, into a bucket of leeches. and then bathe in salt water. That'll save somebody else the pain of heartache, hey, I think it's a pretty fair trade.
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Theft sucks too.... and I won't even go as far as to blame the thieves who commit the crime. I mean, it's not THEIR fault globalisation has become a big thing; that &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;EVERYBODY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; has to have more and more things. since it's become so fucking important to people to have as much stuff as possible, and it's impossible for everybody to have everything.... why not deprive some poor sucker of their possesions to get what you want? sure, it's stealing, but isn't that what's expected of us? to get everything possible? sure, they might &lt;b&gt;SAY&lt;/b&gt; that the intention is through purchasing.... but even at that, you can go to the store and THEY'RE the bigger crooks. it costs 100$ to make a nice watch, and people sell it for 1,000$ easy. fucking robbery I tell ya. consumerism sucks because it encourages theft. not just at that level, but since people are so brainwashed into believing that they actually &lt;u&gt;NEED&lt;/u&gt; all these things, a lot of people are pretty fucking discouraged when they can't afford them, so they resort to stealing just so they can live up to our fucking standards. it's insane. and you know what? there's people who steal not because they even want to, but because they have to.... there's poor people here in the world, and the only thing they can do is steal because they can't afford to buy a decent meal since everything's so damn expensive. And it's &lt;i&gt;those&lt;/i&gt; people who get arrested. the people who steal just to live. to fucking &lt;i&gt;live&lt;/i&gt;!! the other crooks who steal because everybody needs to have everything always get away with it for SOME reason I don't get. consumerism sucks ass.... thusly, the birth of teenie boppers (I won't get into that because there's just so much to say about teenie boppers)
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Why else does consumerism suck? hmmm, let's see.... Valentine's Day (I &lt;u&gt;particularly&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; this day), Mother's Day, Father's Day, Christmas, Easter.... NONE of those days have any real meaning aside from SPENDING!! There's nothing left but greed.... fucking disgusting.... ok, sure, people can say that there's the meanings involved still.... but who really cares? Christmas comes, and all my kid sister will care about is how many presents are for her under the tree. Hell, I sometimes think that way too. I'm wishing for everybody to just gimmie cash so I can buy more stuff for myself (mind you, my excuse is that they'll have a practical use, IE- a guitar, but anybody can argue that). So ya know what? That fruity winged little cockfag of a baby can blow me like he would Michael. that damned mutated freak of a bunny can bend over and take it in it's egg-laying ass. that fat red fuck of an old man called "santa" can eat my ass. and &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;BABY JESUS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; can &lt;b&gt;KISS &lt;i&gt;MY &lt;u&gt;ASS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for all I care before I kick his fucking head in.
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That's for &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; of you who wanna argue with me.&lt;br&gt;
That's for &lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; the heartbroken, downtrodden, over the hill people that blame themselves&lt;br&gt;
That's for &lt;u&gt;ALL&lt;/u&gt; the suckers who can't stand up for themselves.&lt;br&gt;
And above all else.... That's for love....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;font size="+2"&gt;FUCK YOU ALL VERY MUCH!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
- Cecil</content>
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    <title>Soil</title>
    <published>2004-06-29T06:10:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-29T06:10:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chimaira - Cleansation</lj:music>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000;" color="black"&gt;quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=4711"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000;" color="#000000"&gt;lady_wintermoon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 90786 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style="font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;New! Get &lt;a href="http://astrology.kwiz.biz" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Free Horoscopes&lt;/a&gt; from Kwiz.Biz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never woulda believed that my flirting skill was that high....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</content>
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    <title>Gah</title>
    <published>2004-06-16T01:41:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-16T01:41:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Billy Talent - Voices of Violence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ya know.... I wasn't even really in the mood for posting.... then I came across this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My name is &lt;b&gt;You are a super sexy hunk who has an 11 inch penis... AROUND... think about it&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/261/"&gt;Take WHAT YOUR NAME MEANS today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/"&gt;Name Generator Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DUDE!!</content>
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    <title>Play sausage! Who has the longest?</title>
    <published>2004-06-14T05:03:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-14T05:03:31Z</updated>
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    <title>Exuberance!!</title>
    <published>2004-06-04T16:41:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">well, technically I SHOULD be making a nice, big, long post.... but I won't seeing as I have a headache from bleeding too much.... yeah.... I just woke up in the middle of the night (being 7:30 for me) and I felt my nose starting to bleed.... like a lot.... and I have no idea why.... I got up fast enough to not stain my bed with blood.... (hehe.... bed.... stain.... "My Big Stained Greek Bedding".... good ol' MXC) and yeah, I got a little on my beater.... BOOO BLOOD!! AND BLOOD STAINS!! BOOOOOOOOOO!!!!111!1!!!12222112122!@@1221!@!@!2121atoneexclamationmarktwo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so anyways.... I spent the night, the other night, at my cousin's house &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_cnipur' lj:user='cnipur' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cnipur.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://cnipur.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cnipur&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and, as I proudly offered, we stayed up late, swapping manly stories (watching MXC and Simpsons) and in the morning.... I made WAFFLES!! .... and by "waffles" I mean "pancakes".... anyways, yeah.... it was quite fun!! before MXC we stayed up playing Ghost Recon.... and whilst at first I had NO IDEA what I was doing in the game, I was soon shooting down the enemies of the US (everybody else :p) with the ease of dropping a 10 tonne nuklear warhead on some foreign country for their natural resourses which could be easily earned elsewhere for minimal effort and war funding :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... for information of the pancake adventure.... examine Cnipur's journal!! I put the link up, and it's in his most recent post (Last I checked which was this date 04/06/2004 at roughly 12:30 pm) so NYAA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BY THE WAY!! Erk, I've been trying to reach you for a couple days now!! so when you get a chance, write me or something!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Frank &amp;lt;---- OLD SCHOOL QUOTE!! I SWEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Insubstantial!!"</content>
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