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  <title>Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands</title>
  <subtitle>I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens</subtitle>
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    <name>Jordan</name>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2007-08-05T01:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-05T05:30:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-05T05:30:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear person I don't know who recently friended me and then defriended me again, using the journal &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="valar" lj:user="valar" &gt;&lt;a href="https://valar.livejournal.com/profile/"  target="_self"  class="i-ljuser-profile" &gt;&lt;img  class="i-ljuser-userhead"  src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/userinfo_v8.png?v=17080&amp;v=924" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://valar.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;valar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and whom I have just friended to find out who you are - could you introduce yourself, please?  I'm rather curious.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:agentmaly:214407</id>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2007-06-07T19:19:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T23:28:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-08T03:49:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MEMO RE: SEXY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy is now officially out of style plz kthnxbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, it's been substantiated that &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; brought it back (certain sources say Alison, others claim (obviously spuriously) that it was Justin Timberlake, and a small but staunch phalanx of rogue journalists (aaah, rogue journalists :D) assert that it was me, which is of course rubbish.  I brought hot back.  From Venus.  Who had stuck it in Pandora's box and given it to Psyche to carry to Persephone).  But now it is most definitely out again.  I mean, come on, sexy is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; earlier this year.  Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to know what's in right now?  What's absolutely comtemporary and current?  And post-sub-pre-ante-anti-modern?  Steamy.  Uh-huh.  That's the new in word for attractive and sensually appealling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPREAD THE WORD, GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also thesaurus.com lists 'blue' as a synonym of 'sexy.'  o.O)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(So the song has kind of already passed out of the current cultural consciousness (I think (I hope)).  And I'm commenting on it now.  But isn't that the point?  It's out, right?  Isn't it?  I say it is.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS NO MORE SEXY.  NONE.  NO SEXY FOR YOU.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:agentmaly:214138</id>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2007-06-06T21:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T01:11:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-08T01:48:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, so Windows Live Mail, guys.  I knew I didn't want it.  And here's why:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What did you like better about the look and feel of Hotmail better than the Hotmail?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh-huh.  I finally caved and tried the new one, hated it, and promptly switched back.  And that is an actual question on their customer satisfaction survey to determine why I hated it so much.  It is a very representative sample, too.  I despair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other questions and options included: 'Why did you prefer the original Hotmail better?' and one of its wonderful possible answers, 'It took me longer to do basic tasks on the Hotmail than it did on Hotmail.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've just answered in the free response box that 'I just liked Hotmail more betterer than the Hotmail, which I did not prefer.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate Windows so much these days.  XD</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:agentmaly:148400</id>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2006-04-19T23:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T03:29:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-20T03:30:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>She Loves You  ^^</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="https://img.photobucket.com/albums/v228/Kelduiniel/ToastOnlyBanner.png" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to.  I had been toying with the idea of actually getting a friends only banner just because there lots of pretty ones, and then Alison went and convinced me.  Here you go.  XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, Alison.  XD</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:agentmaly:122666</id>
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    <title>Mari, the Writer: A Developmental Portrait - Frog's New Coat</title>
    <published>2006-01-20T05:04:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-20T22:40:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fairy Tale  ^^</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My mum unearthed this a while ago, and I read it and was truly amused.  I meant to post it here, and while talking to Alison tonight about things we'd written ages ago, I went and found it and typed it up.  *grins*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a story I wrote with my dad when I was seven.  I believe I mostly dictated and he typed.. I've preserved the typing exactly.  I know the commas are painful.  I really don't get that.  o.O;;  I mean, my dad's good at writing and all.. he would have to be, to be earning his doctorate and all.  He &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; a good writer.  So I have no idea what's up here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, no disclaimers.  Except that these are some of the first stories of any length that I wrote, and certainly the first typed ones, and I really like them.  They're terribly amusing.  ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frog's New Coat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was a frog whose name was Reginald.  But, everybody called him "Reg."  Reg had a new house and new furniture.  And, he lived in a newly built city.  The city had new bus stops.  The only thing the city didn't have, was a park.  And, the only thing Reg didn't have was a new coat.  Reg wanted a park and a coat.  So, he decided he should do some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had $100 leftover from his savings for college because his parents were very smart and they home schooled him.  So, he took $50 and went to buy a new coat.  He went to the bus stop, hopped on a bus and took it downtown.  He went to the department store and up to the third floor.  On the third floor was the garden section and the coat section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the coat section he saw, wool coats, leather coats, wind-breakers and even fur coats.  Then he saw the coat that he had always wanted.  It was brown leather with a brown leather belt.  And, it had white buttons from bottom to top.  It was only twenty five dollars!  He was determined to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying it, he had twenty five dollars left.  He decided to check out the garden section.  He saw hoses, sprinklers, benches, and even plants.  He thought about how nice it would be to buy some benches, plants and even a spinkler and make a park.  But, the next day he had to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He worked at the drug store.  He was a pharmacist.  But when he went there the manager told him that they had decided to buy a real estate company.  This was good news.  Reginald asked the manager if he could buy some land for the park.  The manager said yes.  And, that he could have 50% off if he paid for it tomorrow because he was a worker.  "Yippee", said Reginald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very next day he bought an acre of land.  He only paid $50 dollars.  But, he only had twenty five dollars left from his savings, so he decided that even though he had only twenty five dollars left he could use that to buy things for the park.  He bought rose bushes, oak trees, willows, and park benches.  And, with the help of a friend, got an old sandbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Reg had his park and coat.  The very next thing he did was invite friends over for a picnic in the new park.  Now, one of his friends was an artist.  And, he painted Reg a picture of the new park with Reg standing in the middle of the park in his new coat.  "Congratulations", he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REG AND HIS CAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Reg went on a walk.  He past the bus stop.  He past the park, and even the store.  Finally he got to the mouse's.  They had a new car.  It was a J + you car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That gave Reg an idea.  Why not make a car company?  He rang the mouse's door-bell.  He asked them where they got the car.  they said they got it at a people toy store.  That gave Reg an even better idea.  Their car was red and that was his second favorite color (his favorite color was green).  So, why not make a red and green toy car company?  They would be animal toy cars so that you could play with them.  But, then if you pushed a button, they would turn into cars for animals.  Of course, people cars are a lot more expensive than animal cars, so Reg would get lots of business.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Reg had a coat, a toy/real car, a park and a car company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typing favourite and colour without their us is physically painful.  Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there you have it.  *greens*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:agentmaly:119315</id>
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    <title>And now for something completely different.</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T08:36:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-29T08:50:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Random short clips of things I wish I could hear in whole.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been promising Hawky I'd post about this for months, and I'm really quite embarrassed I never have.  Alison's probably been expecting it for ages, too.  Which, you know, makes me worry that some leader &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; seem to be, putting things off like this, and all, except..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, most people know I've been 'busy,' Nanowrimo-ed, dealing with multiple personal tragedies, including having my life torn apart, holiday-ed, and ill-with-my-eye-swollen-shut, respectively.  And it's not like what I'm about to introduce is the leadership of a nation or something &lt;s&gt;though it should be&lt;/s&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, does admitting that make me a reasonable person, or a leader with priorities that aren't appropriate for leading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm overstressing this 'leader' thing; I don't intend to, it's just a bit uncomfortable when one feels rather unfit to manage this whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.  On with it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone remember &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/beautyid/200891.html" target="_blank"&gt;the&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/beautyid/201097.html" target="_blank"&gt;letter-writing&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~beautyid/202748.html" target="_blank"&gt;project?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months ago Alison decided that she probably wasn't going to be able to run it, and handed the whole thing to me to do with it as I would.  Of course, if you want it back, Alison, you may certainly have it.  Which isn't in any way to say that I'm trying to pass it off to someone else, just.. in case you'd prefer to have it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case.  I'd like to get going on this, and I'm sure all the rest of you who were previously interested would like to, also.  But we need to decide what we're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, we need a name.  Hawky is quite fond of Project Snailmail, but all other suggestions are also welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also need a timeframe.  I had intended to start it at the beginning of 2006 and run it through to the end of 2006, announcing it sometime before or during November and giving people all of December to work on getting things together post-Nano.  But, well, Nano and then personal affairs rather kept postponing that.. so here we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new idea for a start-date is the twenty-eight of February.  It's a good time to start and end, and even though it seems perhaps too far off, I think it's better to build in too much time than too little, really.  And I think we'll find it passes swiftly enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we want it to only last a year?  There was a great deal of interest in continuing it beyond that, I believe, but there was also agreement that the cycle needed to have a break at least to admit new participants who hadn't previously made it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or I suppose we could just make it a continuous ring, but that could get chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the whole plot aspect.  I quite liked the idea of the whole 'Internet is no more and now this group of friends are writing letters to each other,' which I think is what was the generally-accepted story, but of course any further suggestions on that are open, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially if I'm remembering incorrectly and that's actually &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; what we said at all, in which case I plead Important Conversations and three-thirty in the morning and antibiotics clouding my brain, the pesky things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond that, well.. suggestions!  Interest!  Telling me if you even still remember what I'm on about!  Instituting a coup de leadership de Mari if deemed necessary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All are quite welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start a community for the project once we have a name.  Names are good, &lt;s&gt;comrades&lt;/s&gt;.  Which is really funny said with a British accent, because.. it is.  Comrade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, you can tell it's late when I start thinking anything to do with communism is funny.  *shakes head*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But comrade has always tickled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes.  Letter-writing project.  The Great Letter-Writing Project, even.  Discussion on it has Officially Begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:  Oh.  And.  Hawky has been very helpful in all of this.  It's because of her that I even wrote this post tonight, or possibly ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All hail.</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-09-13T16:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-13T20:23:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-13T20:50:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mirror, Mirror</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la!</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-08-10T12:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-10T16:48:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-10T16:48:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Battle of Stirling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You know that meme where you post an anonymous comment and I'll try to guess who you are?  I've decided I'll do that.  Except, what's even better, I actually will really guess.  ^^  You can do the 'deep dark secret' thing, and tell me that you're madly in love with a doorknob, or anything else you like, really.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually making a public post again just for this.  Stunning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waitaminute.  Franny Fox thinks being indifferent is &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt;?  Odd, odd fox.  *pets him*</content>
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    <title>Gyah.</title>
    <published>2005-07-30T21:18:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-30T21:18:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Speed of Sound</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Everyone dehumanises someone.  I don't think any large group is better than any other that way.  No group like that is above hypocrisy and downright meanness.  Anti-gay movements dehumanise 'gays.'  Pro-gay movements dehumanise 'homophobes.'  White supremacists dehumanise non-whites.  Non-whites dehumanise whites.  Adults dehumanise children and teenagers.  Teenagers and children dehumanise adults.  Males dehumanise females and females males.  Science majors and arts majors.  Intellectuals and non-intellectuals.  Americans and non-Americans.  Various social groups.  Various countries.  Various income levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is, it's an obvious attitude to take that everyone not like you is less than you.  But when you take the attitude that everyone who is not something that you are not, either, is less than you, then that's just sad.</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-07-16T20:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-17T00:30:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-17T05:14:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Impromptu for Piano in E Flat Major - Franz Schubert</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="9"&gt;If anyone spoils me for the new Lord of the Rings book, I will be very very mad!!!!!!!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But ooh, I can't wait.. so many questions that need answering.. who's the King that's returning?  Is it really Aragorn?  That's too obvious.  I think maybe it's Legolas.. maybe Thranduil dies and becomes King of Mirkwood, and it's called The Return of the King because he returns to his home in order to be crowned.  Or maybe it's Merry.  Or Gimli.  He's distantly related to Thorin, right?  Or Treebeard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ooh, will Frodo really destroy the Ring, after all?  I'm so scared that Sam will come and find him already dead.. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is Pippin really going to die?  I heard that Pippin was going to die.  I don't want Pippin to die.  I shall be very sad if he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always the question of Glorfindel.  Whom is Glorfindel going to marry?  It's very pressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did you hear about the new Beatles album?  I hear it's about some saint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally can't wait for the new Oasis album, either!  Be Here Now!  It's going to be the best thing since WSMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet Gandalf and Pippin get to Gondor and find that it doesn't exist anymore.  I bet Harad annexed it in a last-minute world takeover.</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-07-16T13:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-16T17:57:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-17T01:27:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMDtheHalf-BloodPrinceisHermione!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:agentmaly:83797</id>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-07-09T14:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-09T19:14:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-09T19:14:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFB2B2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 24% American&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B2C4FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/7c3f519e739b37cc5f40e16b4e95072b696dfca85fda1532d1ee7a49e1876684/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h0yFmVCaNGhsrX-g7V28-gHAUuD1B2E0hjv0FUknLfbgZXFFENk0l19VYIyWo:JlEoAS5nir05kxPl-TFZKg" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You're as American as Key Lime Tofu Pie&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise known as un-American!&lt;br /&gt;You belong in Cairo or Paris...&lt;br /&gt;Get out fast - before you end up in Gitmo!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howamericanareyouquiz/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;How American Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my mind's gone to pot.</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-07-01T00:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-01T04:06:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-01T04:10:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Teehee.. no, that's not what I'm listening to, though.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm in a mood like this, I feel terribly introspective, when I can.. afford to.. but I don't ever end up writing about it.  Or not usually.  Anyway, I don't drink and I don't think I really like alcohol much, but I'm posting this because it has a wonderful internal joke.  Really.  It's possible that no one who will read this within a few days of its being posted will get the joke at all, but that's okay.  You're free to speculate and tear your hair out and guess, or free to just not care.  Though if you tear your hair out, make a bird's nest out of it.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CE7FF" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Capricorn Drinking Style&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#96FCB0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/85b24b3b72d15f159edf06d7b30608ff9c384b36c0604661bd63cef918b0da16/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h0yFmVCaNGhsrX-g7V28-gHAUnDER4FkJjuVFWky3bcExEEVEDlRc3sUEGjTXS:1CmUpHlvodRbI8_Q_wFD4g" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Capricorns are usually described as practical, steadfast, money-hungry and status-thirsty -- no wonder you get left off the astrological cocktail-party list.&lt;br /&gt;But this is the sign of David Bowie and Annie Lennox, not to mention Elvis.&lt;br /&gt;You are the true rock star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Independent, powerful and seriously charismatic, you're not too eager to please.&lt;br /&gt;And if you make money being yourself, who is anyone to quibble?&lt;br /&gt;But just like most rock stars, you're either totally on or totally off...&lt;br /&gt;And you generally need a little social lubricant to loosen up and enjoy the after party, especially if you can hook up with a cute groupie.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#9CE7FF" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Signature Cocktails&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FEB1C3"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Old-fashioned Capricorns like an old-fashioned just fine, or a dry martini, or a gin and tonic, or a gimlet -- or any other no-nonsense quaff. You prefer drinks that taste like alcohol and generally hate drinks with more than three ingredients. However, you like the flavor of cranberry and will order a cosmo if you can handle the wait for it to get mixed.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; like cranberries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight.. I'm a rock and roll star!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And an html wizard&lt;s&gt;'s apprentice.&lt;/s&gt;</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-06-24T17:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T21:07:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T21:31:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Square One</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;Yes, yes there is.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/49c00c1080615374f3bd7c9c414bd1e157d09e5f5d7431cce37364e8ac06c14b/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h0yFmVCaFHjsPb5x3V28KqBQUlAVM6GUR3-REHxG2OOwULF0IL3wU:Q7eaW9Ocov1Y1rOd0k6iWw" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white"&gt;I drink tea the way others drink alcohol, or coffee, or sometimes soda.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-06-12T13:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-12T17:36:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-12T17:36:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been staying up &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; late and sleeping in until after noon recently, and not eating until at least one-thirty, often after two, sometimes as late as five.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've managed to give myself jet lag.  I don't think I got above three hours of sleep last night.  Possibly four, if I read the clock wrong.</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-05-30T00:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-30T04:20:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-30T04:20:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yellow.  ^^  On the nicey-nice playleest, o' course.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">E juts shaughs E'd bi ommoyeng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ve dvěma jazyky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et nōn sciō co říct v Latině.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-05-22T23:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T03:08:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T03:08:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have seen the future, and it looks like rain.</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-05-12T22:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-13T02:30:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-13T02:32:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I wanted to conduct random surveys today, and then I forgot.  Ah well, not much of a loss.  Tomorrow, perhaps.  Perhaps.  But someday.  Soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And y'know what?  I never thought this would happen to me.  Everyone has it happen to them someday, but I'm so.. &lt;i&gt;different&lt;/i&gt;.  I didn't think it'd happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah.  If I talk to you at all frequently on instant messenger programmes, I'll probably ask you some things I'm wondering about sometime in the next few days.  Tell if you very much object to that, but I would like to get some things answered.  I realise this rather destroys the randomness of it all, but ah well.  At least you're able to object this way?  Though I don't see why you would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. Also I get the strangest feeling people are ignoring me, which feels odd and slightly scary.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-05-12T13:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-12T17:49:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-12T17:49:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Green Eyes.  *feels loved*</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My uncle: Is doing something which makes a lot of the family rather annoyed.  Or baffled.  Probably both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Never in my life: Have I held a concert in front of a Wal-Mart.  Someday this shall be rectified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) When I was five: I spent part of the summer in the Czech Republic and got strangely hot.  o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) High School is: Not something I'm very interested in.  There are two high schools I'm most involved with - one is a semi-entity, and the other is good enough but kind of annoys me because of what happens there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I will never forget: What matters to me most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) I once met: Someone who made me Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) There's this girl I know who: Has dark hair.  *nods seriously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Once, at a bar: I thought of getting out now, but how was I going to get out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) By noon I'm usually: Awake.  But only in the sense that I'm not sleeping, not necessarily that I'm functioning properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Last night I was: Very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If I only had: A way to do some of the things I'd most like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Next time I go to church, I: Will have to sit through an awful sermon, if the first three churches we've visited here have been any indication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Terry Schiavo: Had her name mispronounced a lot.  That bugged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) What worries me most: Is not something I'd like to talk about here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) When I turn my head left, I see: Boxes on a bookshelf.  Woo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) When I turn my head right, I see: The doors to the closet and my keyboard sitting forlorn in its box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) You know I'm lying when: I lie.  Which I've only done a few times in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What I miss most about the eighties: Is that I wasn't tied to them like I was to the nineties.  It's hard to be tied to a decade in which you weren't born yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) If I were a character written by Shakespeare, I'd be: Very annoyed, because I don't like Shakespeare.  So I'd probably be one of the ones who kills himself so that I could get out of the story and end up somewhere better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) By this time next year: We will be one year closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) This entry is missing because: It shares my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) I have a hard time understanding: Some people, even though I used to think I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; understand them, at least proportionally to the extent I knew them.  I have a hard time understanding people who seem to refuse to understand.  And, basically, I don't understand Things I Don't Understand.  &lt;i&gt;Hee&lt;/i&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, getting an e-mail from crafty people makes a lot of things better.  ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) If I ever go back to school I'll: Start working on the other four subjects I still haven't done today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) You know I like you if: I tell you so, I guess.  If I openly express an interest in your affairs and spending time with you.  But mostly if I say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) If I won an award, the first person I'd thank would be: Not the first thank-ee.  Thank-ee.  Heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Darwin, Mozart, Slim Pickens, &amp; Geraldine Ferraro: Are two names I recognise and two I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Take my advice, never: I.. don't.. know.  Huh.  Never read anything by James Fenimore Cooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) My ideal breakfast is: Good cereal.  Cold pizza.  Nice wafffles.  Mountain Dew.  Not all together.  Just any of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) A song I love, but do not have is: It depends on your definition of 'have.'  Otherwise I'm not sure I can think of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) If you visit my hometown, I'd suggest: You be so kind as to tell me where it is, exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Tulips, character flaws, microchips, and track stars: Make for a very nice list.  I commend the author of this meme.  ^^  And let's play Spot the Similarity, shall we?  Bunnies look nice in beds of tulips.. bunnies like to fly on microchips.. bunnies don't support character flaws.. ^^;;; and bunnies have a lot of tracks that mention stars.  Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Why won't anyone: Be Here Now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) If you spend the night at my house, don't: Make me cry and then refuse to comfort me.  I hate it when people do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) I'd stop my wedding/marriage for: The fact that I'm not having one.  I'd probably be waking up from a dream or a hallucination, and therefore stopping it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) The world could do without: Tofu.  Yeah, I know, you thought I'd say something deep.  Eh.  Nah, let's see.. the world could do without the state of Florida quite nicely, I should think.  ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) I'd rather lick the belly of a cockroach than: Hurt someone I love.  An' that's sayin' a lot.  Because I hate cockroaches more than any other insect there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) My favorite blonde is: A kind of rare warm golden hue that doesn't look artificial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Paperclips are more useful than: White-out for creating weapons out of office supplies.  Or creating hobbit bassist jewellery out of craft supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) If I do anything well it's: Loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) And by the way: I really don't want to change even if I do irritate people.  Also it really would be nice to get comments, because there &lt;i&gt;are&lt;/i&gt; people online and I'm quite lonely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) The last time I was drunk, I: Wrote about murder and daughters, according to David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) Right now I really want: For everything to be nice again.</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-05-12T12:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-12T16:48:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-12T16:48:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... Karl Marx was Prussian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and ruin &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; my heritage, why don't you?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:agentmaly:69134</id>
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    <title>This is a lot like a meme I'd made up and was going to do...</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T01:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T01:48:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yellow.  ^^  On the nicey-nice playleest, o' course.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">.. except I'll do mine later, sometime when I feel really nice.  The past few nights I've ended up feeling not so nice, and somehow I never have the heart to write something nice when I don't &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; nice, even though the comments I'd get on it would probably cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, stolen like a ninja from Jenn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post anonymously, say anything. How much you hate me, how much you love me, how much you can't stand me, how much more you want to spend time/talk with me. Whatever you think. Be brutally honest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post this in your livejournal to find out what people think about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rather a pity that anonymous commenting isn't allowed on friends-locked entries.. ah well.  This way people other than Chris Martin can come throw music at me.  Because I &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; he's on my friends list, but somehow I really don't think Fran is.  Which is a pity, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes, please do comment.. I need something to occupy me, preferably something nice.</content>
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    <title>agentmaly @ 2005-05-08T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-08T22:09:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-08T22:09:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=en&amp;amp;q=%22Je+t%27aimais%2C+je+t%27aime%2C+je+t%27aimerai%22+by+Francis+Cabrel" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;The best Mari-sanctioned blonde joke ever.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*feels sneaky*</content>
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    <title>I hit my head on it and woke up to know.</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T20:45:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T20:45:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I don't need another Map of Your Head</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Somehow I think I ended up in the fifth dimension today.  o.O;;  Everything has been very, &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; weird.  And very, &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; wonky.  Since when does 'murder' mean 'daughthers'?  Eh?  When?  Also, when does 'envoy' mean 'officer'?  I do not understand these things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since when are cubic inches square feet?!  Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*headpillows repeatedly*  I might as well be wearing just socks and a phone or something.  It gets really old exclaiming at things for being silly and wrong.  If Lost is as weird and wonky and confusing as the rest of this.. well.. today will have been one strange, strange day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the drama and the o.o;;;-ness and just.. oh.. it's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my constant will be constant, at least.  I mean.. I know that'll be the case.. but today I really need that constant.</content>
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    <title>A dose of meme.</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T03:02:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T03:02:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness.  Preeetty...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Congratulations on being 400% smart! Actually, on my test, everyone is. The above score breaks down &lt;font color="blue"&gt;&lt;b&gt;what kind of thinking you most enjoy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; doing. A score above 100% means you use that kind of thinking more than average, and a score below 100% means you use it less. It says nothing about how good you are at any one, just how &lt;i&gt;interested&lt;/i&gt; you are in each, relatively. A substantial difference in scores between two people means, conclusively, that they are &lt;font color="#006600"&gt;different kinds&lt;/font&gt; of thinkers. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Matching Summary:&lt;/b&gt; Each of us has different tastes. Still, I offer the following advice, which I think is obvious:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't date someone if your &lt;font color="#ff0066"&gt;interpersonal percentages&lt;/font&gt; differ by more than &lt;font color="#ff0066"&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't be friends with someone if your &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;verbal percentages&lt;/font&gt; differ by more than &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;100%&lt;/font&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't have sex with someone if their &lt;font color="#009900"&gt;math percentage&lt;/font&gt; is over &lt;font color="#009900"&gt;200%&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 4 variables 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="1" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d9c332d06a78ec2c1210987140816c217e95e67db600f397da54cc4efdac61ef/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h01l3RCb1YjMXD-hyals6oR000AVd_F05i-RIbmzTYIR4:PC6ptDFkoPDY5dl2Kk3Uyg" border="0" loading="lazy"&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;99%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;interpersonal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width="90" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d9c332d06a78ec2c1210987140816c217e95e67db600f397da54cc4efdac61ef/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h01l3RCb1YjMXD-hyals6oR000AVd_F05i-RIbmzTYIR4:PC6ptDFkoPDY5dl2Kk3Uyg" border="0" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="60" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d9c332d06a78ec2c1210987140816c217e95e67db600f397da54cc4efdac61ef/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h01l3RCb1YjMXD-hyals6oR000AVd_F05i-RIbmzTYIR4:PC6ptDFkoPDY5dl2Kk3Uyg" border="0" loading="lazy"&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;60%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;visual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width="104" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d9c332d06a78ec2c1210987140816c217e95e67db600f397da54cc4efdac61ef/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h01l3RCb1YjMXD-hyals6oR000AVd_F05i-RIbmzTYIR4:PC6ptDFkoPDY5dl2Kk3Uyg" border="0" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="46" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d9c332d06a78ec2c1210987140816c217e95e67db600f397da54cc4efdac61ef/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h01l3RCb1YjMXD-hyals6oR000AVd_F05i-RIbmzTYIR4:PC6ptDFkoPDY5dl2Kk3Uyg" border="0" loading="lazy"&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;69%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;verbal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width="102" bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d9c332d06a78ec2c1210987140816c217e95e67db600f397da54cc4efdac61ef/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h01l3RCb1YjMXD-hyals6oR000AVd_F05i-RIbmzTYIR4:PC6ptDFkoPDY5dl2Kk3Uyg" border="0" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="48" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img alt="free online dating" src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d9c332d06a78ec2c1210987140816c217e95e67db600f397da54cc4efdac61ef/P2WlxyVijxKvg29t98tRUkMdsf-ah7h01l3RCb1YjMXD-hyals6oR000AVd_F05i-RIbmzTYIR4:PC6ptDFkoPDY5dl2Kk3Uyg" border="0" loading="lazy"&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;68%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;mathematical&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=15273633770079357960" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;The 4-Variable IQ Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=7055112809383642671" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;chriscoyne&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious.  Very curious.  I'd've thought I'd be much higher on verbal.  I really am.. I &lt;i&gt;should&lt;/i&gt; be very high on both verbal and interpersonal, really.  Ah well.  I don't think the test much allowed for that, not really.  I'm just.. Mari.  ^^</content>
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