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  <title>Story of a Girl Named Amy</title>
  <subtitle>every moment stands endlessly</subtitle>
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    <name>Amy</name>
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  <updated>2010-11-09T20:11:16Z</updated>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known</title>
    <published>2010-11-09T20:11:16Z</published>
    <updated>2010-11-09T20:11:16Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor. Duh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, non-fictional?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Tennant. :P</content>
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    <title>Justin Hartley Appreciation/Sexiness Spam</title>
    <published>2010-11-02T15:10:40Z</published>
    <updated>2010-11-03T18:45:43Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Okay. So I'm depressed. But instead of sitting around here being depressed, I'm going to post as many hot pictures of my current top man crush. Because the sexiness will cheer me up, yes? So everyone: Meet Justin Hartley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Hartley plays Oliver Queen/The Green Arrow on Smallville. He looks brilliant in his costume:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/https_placeholder.png" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/b588cf71afd7c7b9d71c7bc8a1f5e0f5d2c1279c6ac6771be4716fd4388f8abd/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRnMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkG3dNRlUEXAJuEkq_RIahW_AadbUvQoergFmaA8:qkF-VD1EH0r-tOvEDMRWww" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/f099e20ae94c48590bad47807dff0cd9ec27a87ef98b4d46d3b10a6e0ad9ef95/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRbMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkDzaZgpPO34Prkkq_FAJmHTAadbUvQoergFmaA8:eskKQdfBSalVZRByvyoBBg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also looks drool-worthy WITHOUT his costume:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/https_placeholder.png" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry, but hnnnng, those muscles. I want to lick them. Just saying.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's have some more drooling over how good he looks with his shirt off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/dccff732232b512e2b2faa53b39d12c1ce3d20fbedce6611b9c176801e2ed257/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jB7MSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkD-GaRkXGgpftkkq5U8NkSTAadbUvQoetB9maA8:1phIl3As-u5vXgvEoF_gUw" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/33875c79dc013b2d6d8ecd2f10ec7cf02177c48770fd83a9eb993eba433f9ed6/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRfMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkD-GdldEE18Hz0kq5U8NkSTAadbUvQoergFmaA8:0wVT9-svo23oHiLLOwyfbA" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tie him to my bed, please and thanks...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/8dfbb1cea9f8a7ccb1fb491d4e25beefc9b062ddf8f02c4edba30d7316f41e26/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRbMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkDzdawpKCFAfjkkq_Bcc3XTAadbUvQoetB9maA8:22VhwISY6zaFtwpV_j2Y1Q" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/ba57ce12579be412a31e22126515bb043649dd45a9987b71e430a52f7c62f531/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jB7MSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkG_MNA8UTQIWnEkq_UQKiiHAadbUvQoetB9maA8:DUAK7CqFwnggsWTSMHzIFQ" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/01455b5e404ca6b054e7f9667512a9fa2d0a26f1d7cef60721d415a33cf41033/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRnMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqlyXRMwkXOmpbvkkq_RIahW_AadbUvQoergFmaA8:j07qPRblNseNB6RJ7Aa8YQ" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(GET. IN. MY. BED.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this really great scene where he's shirtless in his office that just makes me all hnnng, but I can't find screencaps. Dani has them but she's not online. So instead, have some icons of said scene:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a287/liadynmalfoy/directory/0228-1.jpg" loading="lazy"&gt; &lt;img src="https://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a287/liadynmalfoy/directory/0230-1.jpg" loading="lazy"&gt; &lt;img src="https://i13.photobucket.com/albums/a287/liadynmalfoy/directory/0232-1.jpg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That last one is currently Dani's icon on AIM and I can never stop staring at it.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no wait, I found one. See, his back is sexy too:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/50d8147680459673c500e2ded4d501b93f04e0a4114c104d1b61b0bd27cb5536/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jB7MSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkG-MelJJLwMtk0kq_hVYkiDAadbUvQoergFmaA8:N-G-BPN0O_K1TlYHE_Zatw" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so we have established that Justin looks gorgeous (and lickable and hnnng) shirtless. He also looks good WITH clothes on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/1dff3fe1a512cb45d9df4fe340df16ae98e1cf5b98a22d1eada08a9c9c4c3a18/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRnMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqlySOMRESLF4pm0kq_RIahW_AadbUvQoergFmaA8:t5xWk-j0bsY7PvVZ7WdQrQ" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/c4b288a72d2ca48e756dcd0f5532493af321abd7fffb8592eae5f535eabc23a8/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRjMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkGzJeg9cTUUaiEkq_RIahW_AadbVvQoergFmaA8:1qf5YKziXEk8HMCDcwhRUg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hnnng, arms. White shirt. Arms.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/2c2626142a326495a687c19bf6e07e4ad40336933fb6a2d2f839521a25427c09/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRvMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqlySOMRBCPnUvkUkq_RIahW_AadbUvQoergFmaA8:T_-Q4aPy9ZuGRKjrbddmGA" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Eeee, smile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, he also is just. plain. adorable. See?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/c2322095e4455a20dbf19d8fc9cc53bf6326a0771be4b88868e745678faa742f/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jB7MSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkD-GewhPGH0_sUkq5U8NkSTAadbUvQoergFmaA8:jn8ZBZbc-iePdBWcWhve8w" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/f5d65611e82df9d651fedd9560e169e4ace3b734d75bf79975ae81a0959dde38/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jB7MSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkD-GdApNSkILiUkq5U8NkSTAadbUvQoergFmaA8:rOSFyFk4W4jkzc5aRDop4g" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/0573925fbf32735853b62d0264ca984253fbb659137527956ab909fca1685611/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jB7MSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkD-GdAYdJHQBjUkq5U8NkSTAadbUvQoergFmaA8:-H38PVE-_xWMSF0_kOv0ZQ" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d915aea1fce5c379a5159f403abb542aa58da1b736a22f84d94adb326ca510ac/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jB7MSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkD-GdRZAG3oAr0kq5U8NkSTAadbUvQoergFmaA8:wHXSJH1xEd5r7Jv5mFqxFQ" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/e6ac6f6da2018e148e280ca2d2d1cb9227383eae80c04b77eaa085f971761546/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jB7MSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkD-GdhtGJXAhhUkq5U8NkSTAadbUvQoergFmaA8:xYv9bw226m6KTlbZmhJndQ" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention his adorable sexiness is even more visible in animated form?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/e9609d11ed22bc60e6365042bf27fd0b97872b16154502db9b60d825d92f34fb/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRfMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkD-GchVSEmg9rUkq_R8NjmbAadbUvQoeoxhnaA8:qwQMjUoTYP6sP_nUIHN49w" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d5ddc88607afc98746e7de776b3faa1051ce81935f0d25fc2857b376ad87ff6f/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRjMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkDzGblZNB2AujEkq_R8NjmbAadbUvQoeoxhnaA8:mz9tVOF8MplWk4s6zqgaug" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/5ae175eef52b0a6d30c97b423d9214385499d8ab592ad25ec6acbd22ac6e7bf8/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRnMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkDzPYgtHSmA7skkq_R8NjmbAadbUvQoeoxhnaA8:J-abRX7QyAfkkcOfXvinJQ" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;("My new favorite cereal." &amp;lt;3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/a5087d7401debd98563c36910ca9e1a9c9b4acd0c71be17651d08708b8ad93bd/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRbMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkDzPOxdPH3s1hUkq_R8NjmbAadaTvGUF9EEvLRvqUf4:kHA_rp23sN2QUFMdRonm0Q" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/c9aa0cded587603ba98dbe9c7924db0b4c38ee9ea5a72c10130f40ccbdfa7d8e/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h0jRvMSrdXhtGd5w3Zl823RkkpDQhjC0BzulBqkGTQYRAXT0gWkUkq_R8NjmbAadbUvQoeoxhnaA8:Nb1A7AKpQPKeuI9ni9Sq2Q" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Even when he's angry/upset, he's hot. Perhaps more so.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. This is Justin Hartley and I have the biggest crush on him right now. And it's not even because I watch Smallville (I stopped around the season where he first appeared, but trust me, I will be ordering these on Netflix asap)... he's one half of &lt;i&gt;one&lt;/i&gt; of my currently favorite RPG ships (I have two favs atm) right now. He is the Adrian Pucey to my Leanne "Leeni" Quickley (Played by Katy Perry) at The Gossip Witch. They are pure sex. And I like to manip images of them together because they are gorgeous:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know they're not the best manips ever, but they look good in icon form which works enough for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/ae9d91d15dcb99c208482b87954a2c2e567d8aed21c74fb304ea5258fd2eeff6/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h00EfXEfxHht7K4xHX28KqBQUxDFNuHRk_vFJS3iA:EiG3U6qB720HKOSUATO1Vg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/7e3e866f917c06edb5caa3068468a68f3350087e1dcf1cdd23cee2fc64a231fe/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h00EfXFfxHht7K4xHX28KqBQV0UUpwC0on-EhFm3_D:s7Cwr6hHpKNoKlLHevPtZw" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/fb18fca0ba40191708faacecbd4bf4273fd3fc494eb3c97ed89c7ef48683f9e5/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h00EfXFPxHht7K4xHX28KqBQV0DkwvTkc_vFJS3iA:kOKizIxH19PzaJ_KU0hMvg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/ff3f9a058f835e2113c2816244fda4de75642d97eae8589124c3460a3c3f76ba/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h00EfXEfxHht7K4xHX28KqBQV0FR4kTh9i-EhFm3_D:nUvbNObgINeeftCMVLqJXQ" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is the first one I made, and possibly the one that came out the best. The 'body' of the woman in this is actually his wife, who we pretend doesn't exist.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaand, that's it for your Justin spam. You know, I feel better now, honestly. I'm just going to drool over this all day when I get depressed.</content>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-10-20T16:30:00</title>
    <published>2010-10-20T20:30:18Z</published>
    <updated>2010-10-20T20:30:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tomorrow is the court date for my divorce. I haven't been able to focus today, because I'm all... idk, anxious. And I don't even know why. I'm pretty sure it's more for the social anxiety aspect of it more than anything. I have issues with going to new places (the court house), doing things I've never done before, not knowing exactly what is going to happen, standing up (and potentially talking) in front of people (the judge, etc). Ugh, I'm just... UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's just those aspects of it that have me all anxious not that actual FACT that I'm getting divorced. Although it is stressful, even if I know it's the right thing to do. Ugh, idk, I'm a mess. Over this, and other things too. Missing someone/something I shouldn't miss and not knowing wtf to do about it... Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that not only is tomorrow my court date, but Friday is my birthday? I'll be 25. (&lt;s&gt;Woo, quarter-life crisis time!&lt;/s&gt;) My sister is going to take me to get my hair cut as a present. Any suggestions of what I should do? I used to have it short in the back (just to top of my neck) and long in the front (and inch or so past my chin). It's grown out a lot. The back is down to my shoulders and the front is even longer. No IDEA what I want. She just got her hair cut into a short fauxhawk, but that's not me, LOL.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:alliana07:241492</id>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-10-14T11:15:00</title>
    <published>2010-10-14T15:15:38Z</published>
    <updated>2010-10-14T15:30:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just got an email from my lawyer saying the court case for my divorce has been moved. It was supposed to be this Monday, the 18th, but apparently the new judge at the court "doesn't want" to do an uncontested divorce on a Monday. IDEK why, but now the lawyer wants to move it to the 21st where they can apparently "fit us in". And I'm annoyed. A) I had already asked for Monday off, so now I have to get my days off switched. And B) Thursday the 21st? Is the day before my 25th birthday. Fucking delightful. "Happy Birthday, have a divorce"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean. It's not that I don't WANT to get divorced. It's just... who wants to do that on/right before their birthday? IDK. I'm tired and cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Must think positively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) No depressing Monday hanging over my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;B) I don't have to get up CRAZY early on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;C) More time to fill out these ridiculously stupid financial forms.&lt;br /&gt;D) More reason to celebrate on Friday, I guess? Gotta see if my sister and I can go out for drinks or something. &lt;br /&gt;E) Err... something else positive here.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: On the road again</title>
    <published>2010-10-13T18:35:03Z</published>
    <updated>2010-10-13T18:36:04Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously it would be &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="_kyri" lj:user="_kyri" &gt;&lt;a href="https://users.livejournal.com/-kyri/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=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://users.livejournal.com/-kyri/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;_kyri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-deleted  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="kitty_mrowr" lj:user="kitty_mrowr" &gt;&lt;a href="https://kitty-mrowr.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=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://kitty-mrowr.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;kitty_mrowr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Because they're the best road trip partners I've ever had. :P Except instead of driving to Michigan, we'd roadtrip to Arizona and pick up Giles, then to Cali for &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="willfully" lj:user="willfully" &gt;&lt;a href="https://willfully.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=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://willfully.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;willfully&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a class="i-ljuser-badge i-ljuser-badge--pro" data-badge-type="pro" data-placement="bottom" data-pro-badge data-pro-badge-type="1" data-is-raw hidden href="#"&gt;&lt;span class="i-ljuser-badge__icon"&gt;&lt;svg class="svgicon" width="25" height="16" xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2000/svg" viewBox="0 0 33 24"&gt;&lt;path fill-rule="evenodd" d="M19.326 11.95c0 2.01 1.47 3.45 3.48 3.45 2.02 0 3.49-1.44 3.49-3.45 0-2.01-1.47-3.45-3.49-3.45-2.01 0-3.48 1.44-3.48 3.45Zm5.51 0c0 1.24-.8 2.19-2.03 2.19-1.23 0-2.02-.95-2.02-2.19 0-1.25.79-2.19 2.02-2.19s2.03.94 2.03 2.19ZM7.92 15.28H6.5V8.61h3.12c1.45 0 2.24.98 2.24 2.15 0 1.16-.8 2.15-2.24 2.15h-1.7v2.37Zm1.51-3.62c.56 0 .98-.35.98-.9 0-.56-.42-.9-.98-.9H7.92v1.8h1.51ZM18.3802 15.28h-1.63l-1.31-2.37h-1.04v2.37h-1.42V8.61h3.12c1.39 0 2.24.91 2.24 2.15 0 1.18-.74 1.81-1.46 1.98l1.5 2.54Zm-2.49-3.62c.57 0 1-.34 1-.9s-.43-.9-1-.9h-1.49v1.8h1.49Z" clip-rule="evenodd"/&gt;&lt;path fill-rule="evenodd" d="M2 8c0-2.20914 1.79086-4 4-4h20.5c2.2091 0 4 1.79086 4 4v7.9c0 2.2091-1.7909 4-4 4H6c-2.20914 0-4-1.7909-4-4V8Zm4-2.5h20.5C27.8807 5.5 29 6.61929 29 8v7.9c0 1.3807-1.1193 2.5-2.5 2.5H6c-1.38071 0-2.5-1.1193-2.5-2.5V8c0-1.38071 1.11929-2.5 2.5-2.5Z" clip-rule="evenodd"/&gt;&lt;/svg&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and then maybe swing up into Canada to get Dani! And then have a massive GW pile up of awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a lot of people though, we might need to rent a van.</content>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-10-06T13:16:00</title>
    <published>2010-10-06T17:16:55Z</published>
    <updated>2010-10-06T17:16:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Snagged from &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-deleted  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="stringdancegirl" lj:user="stringdancegirl" &gt;&lt;a href="https://stringdancegirl.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=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://stringdancegirl.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;stringdancegirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="applespicy" lj:user="applespicy" &gt;&lt;a href="https://applespicy.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=923.1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="https://applespicy.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;applespicy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Famous People to Invite to Your Dream Dinner Party, Dead or Alive.&lt;br /&gt;1. Lea Michele&lt;br /&gt;2. Cory Monteith&lt;br /&gt;3. Mark Salling&lt;br /&gt;4. Dianna Agron&lt;br /&gt;5. Matthew Morrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This is just obviously my Glee!party. We would spend the whole dinner singing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Bands/Musicians I’ve been Listening to A Lot Lately.&lt;br /&gt;1. Glee Cast&lt;br /&gt;2. Ingrid Michaelson&lt;br /&gt;3. Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;4. Maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;5. Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things I’m addicted to.&lt;br /&gt;1. Glee&lt;br /&gt;2. Twitter&lt;br /&gt;3. My 2 RPGs&lt;br /&gt;4. Internet in general.&lt;br /&gt;5. Mike's Hard Lemonade, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Biggest Celebrity Crushes. (&lt;i&gt;Currently&lt;/i&gt;? These change!)&lt;br /&gt;1. Justin Hartley&lt;br /&gt;2. Cory Monteith&lt;br /&gt;3. Chris Lowell&lt;br /&gt;4. Lea Michele&lt;br /&gt;5. Kristen Bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just realized these are all RP related... Oh and if I could add a sixth, it would be Eliza Dushku.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Songs I Can’t Stop Listening to at the Moment.&lt;br /&gt;1. Papa Can You Hear Me - Glee Cast&lt;br /&gt;2. The Only Exception - Glee Cast/Paramore&lt;br /&gt;3. I Think I'm Ready - Katy Perry&lt;br /&gt;4. One of Us - Glee Cast&lt;br /&gt;5. Toxic - Glee Cast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favorite T.V Shows.&lt;br /&gt;1. GLEE&lt;br /&gt;2. Survivor&lt;br /&gt;3. Doctor Who&lt;br /&gt;4. Veronica Mars (re-watching it!)&lt;br /&gt;5. Psych&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Your Dream Future: 1 Job/2 City/3 Car/4 Spouse/5 Pet.&lt;br /&gt;1. A writer&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm fine here, really... Maybe somewhere in GA.&lt;br /&gt;3. A Hyundai, okay?&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;s&gt;Anyone-&lt;/s&gt; IDEK. A celeb. :P&lt;br /&gt;5. My kitten Pepper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Things that always cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;1. The Gossip Witch RPG&lt;br /&gt;2. Uprising RPG&lt;br /&gt;3. GLEE&lt;br /&gt;4. My friends (Kitty, Dani, Anna, Emmy!!! &amp;hearts;)&lt;br /&gt;5. Making icons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 5 People I Want to Punch in the Face.&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't&lt;br /&gt;2. really have&lt;br /&gt;3. anyone that&lt;br /&gt;4. i want&lt;br /&gt;5. to punch! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Favorite Actors/Actresses.&lt;br /&gt;Actors&lt;br /&gt;1. Cory Monteith&lt;br /&gt;2. Matt Smith&lt;br /&gt;3. Matthew Morrison&lt;br /&gt;4. Vin Diesel&lt;br /&gt;5. Jensen Ackles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actresses&lt;br /&gt;1. Lea Michele&lt;br /&gt;2. Eliza Dushku&lt;br /&gt;3. Kristen Bell&lt;br /&gt;4. Isla Fisher&lt;br /&gt;5. Blake Lively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 TV Shows You’ve Seen Every Episode of.&lt;br /&gt;1. Glee&lt;br /&gt;2. Gilmore Girls&lt;br /&gt;3. Veronica Mars&lt;br /&gt;4. Buffy the Vampire Slayer&lt;br /&gt;5. Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 Movies You Have Seen More Than Once.&lt;br /&gt;1. The Santa Clause&lt;br /&gt;2. The Princess Bride&lt;br /&gt;3. The LOTR&lt;br /&gt;4. Harry Potter&lt;br /&gt;5. The Little Mermaid!</content>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-10-04T11:14:00</title>
    <published>2010-10-04T15:14:27Z</published>
    <updated>2010-10-04T15:15:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Papa Can You Hear Me - Lea Michele (Glee)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I do this thing... where I'm worried about something, so I spend the days leading up to whenever it's supposed to happen just WORRYING and WORRYING over it until I made myself sick. It got to the point today where I thought I was going to throw up... and then the thing I was waiting for (my ex going to talk to my landlord about moving out, I thought she was going to say she wanted ME out) happened... and it turned out I had nothing to worry about. Of course. So I spent my whole weekend feeling sick for nothing. I really hate when I do that. Although the feeling of that weight being lifted is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In unrelated news, I had a really creepy dream last night. It was made even creepier, I think, by the fact that it was so short. In the dream I was laying in bed sleeping on my back with my eyes closed, and I felt someone crawl onto the bed and lay on my left side. I knew they were there (I even knew it was a man, somehow), but I couldn't open my eyes to look. I spent like a whole minute trying to force my eyes open, and when I finally did, I could see them right next to me, staring at me, but I couldn't turn my head and I couldn't open my mouth to scream. I kept trying and trying and only breathy sounds would come out. And then finally the person beside me shifted slightly and I opened my mouth and SCREAMED- And sat straight up in bed, wide awake. I'm not sure if I screamed out loud or not, but I do know that my heart was POUNDING and I kept checking the room/bed to make sure I was alone. Geez, that scared me!</content>
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    <title>Actual children’s answers to the question “what is love?”</title>
    <published>2010-09-29T19:27:38Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-29T19:27:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In less depressing journal entries, something that managed to cheer me up. These are actual children’s answers to the question “what is love?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth.” - Billy, age 4&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired.” - Terri, age 4&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Love is what’s in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen.” - Bobby, age 7&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“You really shouldn’t say ‘I love you’ unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget.” - Jessica, age 8 &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are my favorites, but the rest are &lt;a href="http://voidwithme.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-someone-loves-you-way-they-say.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;! Gotta love kids. &amp;lt;3</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-09-28T15:28:00</title>
    <published>2010-09-28T19:28:07Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-28T19:28:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When you read this, you're tagged. Take a picture of you in your current state, no changing your clothes or quickly putting on makeup. NO PHOTOSHOP. Show your flist the real you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://l-stat.livejournal.net/img/https_placeholder.png" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I don't really have anything to say today. Yesterday sucked, today is kind of meh, but there's Glee tonight which is looking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Something interesting did happen yesterday. My sister calls me and this amusing/awkward conversation ensued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Hey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jess&lt;/b&gt;: Hey so do you like chubby guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: .... what???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jess&lt;/b&gt;: Do you like chubby guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Um, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jess&lt;/b&gt;: What about Hispanic guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Er, sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jess&lt;/b&gt;: Oh great, then I have this guy you HAVE TO MEET. *insert spiel about how funny and awesome and great this guy is* So do you want to meet him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: *blush blush blush* Um... ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, he's 33 (which is 8 years older than me, but hey), really funny, and likes bigger girls. This whole thing came about because he asked Jess is she had a sister, and she was all "actually yeah, I do!" So... apparently sometime in the next couple weeks I 'have to meet him!'. LOL. We'll see.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: I'm just a bill, yeah I'm only a bill</title>
    <published>2010-09-20T16:39:37Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-20T16:39:37Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy. Make gay marriage legal everywhere in the United States. Done.</content>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-09-20T09:54:00</title>
    <published>2010-09-20T13:54:33Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-20T13:54:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Decode -- Paramore</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Does hearing certain songs ever make you want to write a story/inspire you? I've been getting that a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this instrumental song called "Time" by Paul Cardell (Miracles album) that keeps popping up on my Pandora lately. Makes me want to write a song about kids/children finding something magical. (Like Narniaish, but not exactly, obviously.) Potential NaNo idea? IDK. I'm mostly rambling to myself so I don't forget my idea, LOL.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Neat, sweet, groovy songs</title>
    <published>2010-09-17T18:41:05Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-17T18:41:05Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Kiss Me When You Come Home - Hanson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanson! &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fan since I was 11 (when MmmBop came out) and I still am to this day. Which, if you think about it, is kind crazy... I've been a fan for almost 14 years. More than half of my life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to their new album as we speak, too.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: A show for all seasons</title>
    <published>2010-09-10T18:37:14Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-10T18:37:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;GLEE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much my answer to that. :D</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Ground Control to Major Tom</title>
    <published>2010-09-01T18:42:56Z</published>
    <updated>2010-09-01T18:43:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm... I wouldn't need to design one. I'd have a TARDIS. It would look like a blue police box, obviously. And it would preferably have The Doctor in it as well. Ten or Eleven, either one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ETA&lt;/b&gt;: LOL, I clicked to see other people's answers and more than half of them say TARDIS. DUH! :D :D</content>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-08-27T11:06:00</title>
    <published>2010-08-27T15:06:34Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-27T15:55:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Does anyone else have really strong scent memory? I always have... I have a lot of smells that remind me of specific events/places/times (vividly, too). For example, bug spray/citronella always reminds me of Georgia, as does that "woodsy" smell or the "after rain" smell. I cannot smell the colognes or body sprays that my exes used to wear because it reminds me so strongly of them I start thinking they're like, standing behind me or something. Apple spice air freshener makes me think of Christmas (IDEK). Etc, etc. For some reason that cold air/wood burning smell makes me think of Christmas too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I sprayed myself with this perfume I used to wear a lot about a year/9 months or so ago. BAD idea. It smells like my old job, and it's seriously freaking me out. It's making me think of people I haven't thought about in months, and remembering stuff and I keep having these moments where for a SECOND I think I've like, time traveled or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does that makes sense? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway yeah, it's been bugging me all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ETA&lt;/b&gt;: I also have strong sound memories when it comes to music. Back when it was all about CDs, LOL, I used to get a favorite CD and listen to it OVER and OVER. As a consequence, certain CDs always reminds me of a time/place. "This Time Around" by Hanson reminds me of Georgia. "Harmonium" by Vanessa Carlton makes me think of my last semester at WCSU, when I used to listen to it when I drove to and from the school. And "Songs About Jane" by Maroon 5 makes me think of my first semester at CCSU, as well as summer in general, because I listened to it ALL the time that semester/spring/summer.</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: If I were president ...</title>
    <published>2010-08-27T13:36:40Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play dungeons and dragons in the oval office and/or with a bunch of other world leaders including the Queen of England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has already been decided by Giles and I online one night, LOL. I'm going to be President and he'll be VP. We're running on a campaign of nerdliness. "The Nerds You Need". :P</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Let me at em'</title>
    <published>2010-08-20T16:01:50Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-20T16:09:09Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's a tie... between telling my husband I wanted a divorce, and also flying to Ohio that first time (it was my first time on a plane alone, going to a strange city to meet someone I'd never met in person before). Both of them were very brave things for me, in different ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, of course I would do both of those things again.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:alliana07:236683</id>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-08-18T15:05:00</title>
    <published>2010-08-18T19:05:19Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-18T19:05:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today has been full of positives &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; negatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I have been having insomnia issues lately, I can never fall asleep and as a consequence I'm exhausted all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I was officially accepted at the online college I work at! (Free tuition for employees!) Now I just have to wait 3-4 weeks for my evaluation to go through! (Ironically, part of it will go through me, LOL.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I found out my photo was &lt;a href="http://alliana07.livejournal.com/236435.html?mode=reply" target="_blank" target="_blank"&gt;featured on flickr blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My grandmother is in the hospital with an inflamed colon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I got a new job responsibility! I'm in charge of ordering office supplies now. Mmm, office supplies. Shiny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I'm having a crazy amount of RP fun, especially with a certain pairing at one game (new ships are so exciting, we've even come up with a fanmix for them!) and a character at another game (she's an evil DE, her twin got bitten by a werewolf so she and a friend went out and hunted down a wolf and she killed it and there was a lot of blood. I've never played an evil character before, it is strangely fun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My back has been killing me all day today. I keep shifting in my chair and I took some Excedrin, but it isn't helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it so far. IDC, the positives outweigh the negatives right now. I am worried about my Bubba, though. :(</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-08-18T11:22:00</title>
    <published>2010-08-18T15:22:57Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-20T16:09:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So... here I am trying to figure out why all the sudden all these people are adding me as contacts on Flickr, and how a photo of mine suddenly went from less than 5 views to having &lt;b&gt;960+&lt;/b&gt; and a ton of comments and 21 favorites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after a lot of clicking around on the stats for the photo, I figured out... that my photo got featured on flickr blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target='_blank' href='http://blog.flickr.net/en/2010/08/17/green-things/' rel='nofollow'&gt;http://blog.flickr.net/en/2010/08/17/green-things/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the third one down. And I'm kind of... inordinately pleased by this, IDK why. But YAY! I've never gotten recognized on flickr before, if this counts as recognition? IDK, but a bunch of my other views are going up, too! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel the urge to start posting photography again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has cheered me up immensely!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:alliana07:235944</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: Take me out</title>
    <published>2010-08-16T15:53:18Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-16T15:53:18Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-template name="qotd" lang="en_LJ"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a coworker. It was a 'harmless' flirtation that turned into a rumor that managed to spread through the entire company and resulted in me getting harassing prank calls at work from a former co-worker who was friends with my boss (who hated me). Luckily it was in the last week I was at that job... but seriously, it's just a bad idea, getting even the slightest bit involved with a coworker. One person sees you flirting, and before you know it, the whole company knows and is talking about you behind your back and calling you slutty. Yep. BAD IDEA.</content>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-08-01T12:43:00</title>
    <published>2010-08-01T16:43:49Z</published>
    <updated>2010-08-01T16:43:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a really crazy dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so it started as a roadtrip to my Aunt and Uncle's house in GA (a lot of my dreams start this way, it's my favorite place ever). Except instead of being in a car with just my family, there were a LOT of people going on the trip. And somehow it was a car/truck THING, but there was this HUGE bed in the back... For everyone to sleep on? Anyway I kept telling them we needed to find a Target. And they were all "we can't stop and find one, you'll get lost". So I started looking up Targets on my phone and told them "we NEED to go to Target so I can get clean sheets for this bed!" Well apparently this was a big deal, because everyone was all "YES WE HAVE TO STOP". And then all the sudden instead of being in a car, we're all walking down the street. Some of my family was there but also random people I know, etc. And the streets looked like the streets I used to live near at home, IDK. Anyway, we're walking and I'm on my phone. And my Mom is all "where's the nearest Target?" and I'm all: "WTF the nearest one is in Canada! That's too far. And there's one in Ohio, but I don't want to go to fucking Ohio, thanks." (LOL) Anyway all the sudden it turned from this group of people walking down the street to everyone walking in pairs because it was some contest/etc. People had maps and other people were driving past in cars and we kept saying they were cheating. My partner was this tall skinny guy, IDK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we're walking down the sidewalk and then we look up at this house and see this couple I used to work with (who are NOT together in real life anymore!) and they had kittens and everyone stopped to pet them and I was all "hey, this is a competition, no getting distracting!". And then this woman came by with a dog, and IDK exactly what happened but she was being mean to it and somehow I ended up with the dog? So my partner and I were walking down the street and the dog was with us. It had no leash, but I would call out it's name (I can't remember it now) and snap my fingers and say "HEEL!" and the dog would come walk beside me. And my partner said I was a "Dog Whisperer" or something. And then we're walking and he's talking to me about how he's single and I'm singing and asking me (I think?) all round-a-bout if I liked him. Except all the sudden we're at this building and I go inside, and I can't see him but I can hear his voice and he says: "Two questions. Do you like me? Do you trust me?" And then I go through this door at the bottom of this tiny staircase and I'm outside, but I'm blindfolded. But even though I'm blindfolded I can "see" where I am, and I'm on this obstacle course. Oh year, and I'm in a Ren Faire costume, everyone is. And I have to let my partner guide me through the course. And we're moving along, kind of slowly, IDK, because I was BLINDFOLDED. And there was lots of climbing and twisting and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I come upon this random other competitor and he gets all rude to me saying how I'll never win because I'm all alone and no one loves me (thanks, sub concious) and I hear the voice of my partner say "&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; love you." And then in the dream I get this like.. surge of determination and energy and I go FLYING through the course. A lot of it was swinging from hand to hand, like hanging from ropes on your arms, IDK. And at the end all the competitors were bunched up, and you had to try to get one of the photographers to notice you and take your picture. And I just pulled myself up and was all BAM! And got my picture taken. Then I jumped down and I had to find this paper that listed all the sections of the course I did, and then convince my photographer to give me the photo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not even know what that means. But hey, random tall skinny dude who loves me, feel free to find me in real life! I'm not so good at obstacle courses, but meh, who cares! :P</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-07-26T09:07:00</title>
    <published>2010-07-26T13:07:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So I haven't been sleeping well lately. Last week on Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday night, each night I went to bed at 11 and lay awake for 2+ hours, unable to fall asleep, just staring at the ceiling, thinking and NOT sleeping. By Friday night, with work done for the week, I was SO EXHAUSTED (I'm pretty sure this is the only reason I got any sleep) and basically collapsed into bed at midnight and slept until 11 the next day. I &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; my sleep issues were over, but now. Both Saturday night and last night, I had sleep issues again. Not the same as last week, though. Nope, I got those nights where I was half asleep and half awake for several hours, tossing and turning, lost in dreams that kept making me grasp at my sheets and go "No, no, no!" over and over and over. I'd fall half-asleep and then drag myself awake, and vice versa, and the whole time the sleep was mixed with these continuing dreams that kept melding with my awakeness and just. Ugh. At least Sunday after about 5am they stopped and I slept until 11:30. But today, unfortunately, I had to go to work... so IDEK how much sleep I got, but it wasn't much, and what I did get was very fitful. And I woke up at 8am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure why I've been having so much trouble sleeping lately, but I can't go through another week like last week. By Friday, I was running on like... 20 hours of sleep for the week, as opposed to my usual 32+ and I was exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uuuugh. And now I have a killer headache, and I'm queasy, and I have cramps, and just. Blech. Wanna go back to bed, please. :(</content>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-07-24T11:32:00</title>
    <published>2010-07-24T15:32:43Z</published>
    <updated>2010-07-24T15:32:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Go to Google (or Yahoo) and type, "You know you're from (your state) when...."&lt;br /&gt;2. Cut and paste the list.&lt;br /&gt;3. Bold the items that apply to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. You have hiked up a big hill or small mountain at least once for a keg party.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt; 2. You never went to a bar in high school.&lt;br /&gt;   3. You thought that the only highways were 91 and 84.&lt;br /&gt;   4. You thought everyone couldn't buy beer after 8 pm&lt;br /&gt;   5. You actually thought that Hartford was big&lt;br /&gt;   6. You or someone you know has attended UCONN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   7. You drive a JETTA&lt;br /&gt;   8. You still think that the Whalers are cool.&lt;br /&gt;   9. You have been to Misquamicut and to that little hot dog place.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;10. There is a farm within miles of your house&lt;br /&gt;  11. You thought bars were really for people over 21&lt;br /&gt;  12. Your high school thanksgiving football game was the highlight of your school year.&lt;br /&gt;  13. You don't have an accent when you talk&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  14. You have known at least 2 preppy rich kids from Fairfield who listen to Phish.&lt;br /&gt;  15. You love Hilton Kaderli and your mom cried when he retired.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;16. UConn basketball rules and no one can tell you different&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  17. You have deer in your backyard.&lt;br /&gt;  18. You didn't drink or do drugs until 10th grade. &lt;b&gt;(Ummm, till like never.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;19. You still don't understand why people say that Connecticut is the richest state.....&lt;br /&gt;  20. Your best friend went to Central, Western, Eastern and finally Manchester Community College.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  21. Your mom works at Travelers and your dad works at Pratt and Whitney.&lt;br /&gt;  22. You have been drunk at the Meadows and don't remember the concert.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;23. You go to Riverside at least once a summer. (I used to! It's not Riverside anymore, it's Six Flags now!)&lt;br /&gt;  24. Your parents actually care about the Governor, the Patriots coming to Hartford, the lights at Christmas in Hartford &amp; Channel 3 news.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  25. You have a UCONN flag outside of your house year round&lt;br /&gt;  26. You thought New Jersey was a toxic waste dump&lt;br /&gt;  27. You hang out at Denny's&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;28. You've partied at bonfires&lt;br /&gt;  29. You have at least one friend with a pickup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  30. You think everyone works tobacco in the summer&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;31. You think Old Lyme is a shore town&lt;br /&gt;  32. You've been to Cape Cod&lt;br /&gt;  33. You think the Connecticut River is endless&lt;br /&gt;  34. The town Diner is the only place open after midnight.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  35. You have at least 4 friends who drive Jeep Grand Cherokees&lt;br /&gt;  36. You root for all the New York sports teams &lt;b&gt;(ONLY THE NY GIANTS!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  37. If anybody asks, you're from just outside of New York.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;38. You've never looked at a public bus schedule&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  39. You have both girlfriends and guyfriends with the same name as you.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;40. You go to the diner late night to post party.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  41. You think New Haven is the worst ghetto you've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;  42. You can proudly tell an outsider about Nutmeg.&lt;br /&gt;  43. You weekend either on the Cape or Rhode Island at a summer home&lt;br /&gt;  44. You have said... " I'm in a good location... Between both Boston and New York."&lt;br /&gt;  45. You can carry on a conversation about Mike Liut, Torrie Robertson, and the Brass Bonanza.&lt;br /&gt;  46. You have to explain Cow Tipping to people from out of state.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; 47. When you go to a real city, you sincerely feel bad for every poor / homeless person you see.&lt;br /&gt;  48. You get pissed at anyone who doesn't know how to drive in the snow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  49. You can name all the members of the UCONN men's and women's basketball teams.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;50. You still can't find your way in Hartford&lt;/b&gt; (except for that bar area near Union Station.)&lt;br /&gt;  51. You hold the door open for someone and they don't say "Thank You."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL and how many I bolded.</content>
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    <title>The Gossip Witch - A Post-DH Harry Potter Game</title>
    <published>2010-07-22T13:20:14Z</published>
    <updated>2010-07-22T13:20:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A little promo for a game of mine! This is the RPG I currently mod, it's been open since January of 2010 (6 months!), and we've got a great core group of players and plenty of characters open! If you're into RP, or you used to be into RP, or you've never played but you might be interested, check us out! It's &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt;. And there's lots of scandal and drama (but not OOC, of course!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/d770db23e84eee9733cad3a8c1b7fd7414a2514b9f1299ef83f4fb6f40c3e4df/P2WlxyVijxKvg25q_shXVEMdsf-ah7h01h3SCaZagcnD-huals6oRx4zBV5vHQN7pkUXgQ:SDyUN7eKzvagCfd9nwZiCA" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="georgia" size="-2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gwmods.insanejournal.com/363.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;PREMISE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://gwmods.insanejournal.com/572.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;RULES&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://gwmods.insanejournal.com/924.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;POSTING&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://gwmods.insanejournal.com/1506.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;CHARACTER LIST&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://gwmods.insanejournal.com/4305.html#cutid1" target="_blank" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;MOST WANTED&lt;/a&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://gwmods.insanejournal.com/1725.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;CAST&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://gwmods.insanejournal.com/1112.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;PBS&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp;gt; &lt;a href="http://gwmods.insanejournal.com/1980.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;font color="black"&gt;APPLICATION&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>alliana07 @ 2010-07-12T19:55:00</title>
    <published>2010-07-12T23:55:42Z</published>
    <updated>2010-07-12T23:55:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey guys. I don't know if any of you have heard (or voted), but there's this contest going on Facebook where charities can enter to win $250,000 and one of those charities is the Harry Potter Alliance (the HPA). They're an AMAZING charity and they deserve to win. Not sure what the HPA does?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Harry Potter Alliance tackles the world’s most pressing issues in ways that no one else ever has: by helping people turn their love for story into lifting the story of humanity. We helped save thousands of lives during Helping Haiti Heal. We have achieved so much for literacy, equality, and human rights with barely any funding! Imagine how many more people we could help if we win. Vote now. Harry Potter Alliance for the win!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is only 5 hours left in the competition, and the HPA has dropped to 2nd place. If you could PLEASE vote, and ask your friends to vote, it would be so much help! It only takes a facebook account and a few seconds of your time to give this charity the help it needs. Show your Harry Potter love and VOTE for the HPA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hpaftw.com" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;font size="+5"&gt;VOTE HERE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you sooo much. And if you can spread this around to your friends, that would be AMAZING.</content>
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