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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2005 20:51:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wtf did everyone go!?</title>
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  <description>Hi everyone..if you&apos;re reading this, e-mail me w/ an addy.!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2004 18:50:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey, hey, hey!</title>
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  <description>Hi suckas. How are all of you? ..If you&apos;re reading this, I&apos;ve changed my AOL SN too Hookerkiller14..23 got the boot. Anywho, hope you are all doing more than well, and e-mail me w/ your screen names! Even if you think I already know it. And do that right now. Thanks! Talk to you all soon. &lt;br /&gt;                      -Jesse</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Mar 2004 01:11:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just feel like typing, I&apos;m not sure about what, but I want talk. I want to feel. I want to be needed. I am, but not in the ways that I desire. I like Southern Comfort. I like.....love. But, then again, I hate that ish. Time is all too wasted. How can you be 23 and be..done? ..Not &apos;done&apos;, but &apos;overwhelmed&apos;. I know this is all normal, but damn... What the fuck? Yao Ming? I have a nice watch. It keeps time well. I like...a clean house. I like being happy. I do not like my neighbors. How can my stupid neighbor be so damned hot, but such a bitch?..Now THAT, is a mystery. If I was a hot woman, I&apos;d have everything. I&apos;d be 24 and have my life dealt with. No worries.I LOVE sleep. I think if I slept well every night, I could do anything. &apos;Good nights&apos;, however, are few and far between. I still miss Kristen, and it&apos;s been 3 years...Does this ish end, or am I stuck w/ it? Funny how things work out.. Once upon a time, things were different. Once upon a time, things were how they were supposed to be...sort of like a book. You never really think you can have it all, until you&apos;ve had it and lost it. And here we are ladies and gentlemen..I MISS Kristen, and I FUCKING HATE MYSELF FOR IT..too bad it&apos;s nobodies(sp?) fault but mine....Lawlor. But hey, another day, another dollar. Right? Fuck it. &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Nov 2003 21:21:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well, times have been strange at the 1544 (my house..lol, I&apos;m a dork and refer to wherever I&apos;m at by the address)..Every four or 5 months it seems, I just lose control of everything. I have the world at my hands, and consistantly choose to look/turn/run from everything that is good and &quot;pure&quot; in my life. I can have it all, but I guess I don&apos;t want it. Why do I want help, then when it&apos;s offered, I scoff and almost act offended..only pushing those who do care, further away from me. I&apos;m so happy and thankful for what I have, but on the same token, I take it ALL for granted. I just don&apos;t know what to think of anything anymore. I have it all, but I have nothing. At least that&apos;s how I feel.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Oct 2003 08:05:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Tonight, was one of my 3 best friends&apos; wifes&apos; b-day. (If that makes any sense...) I was dreading tonight. I, on the average, don&apos;t really like this girl, but tonight was fun. I ended up seeing my brother who just happened to be in town, I got to ill w/ Eric and Rashawna(my friend and his wife) w/out having a dispute, and I got to be the &quot;responsible&quot; person I should be. I watched #6, all by myself(which I&apos;m more than capable of, but not often trusted to..), for over 2 hours.. I love that lil&apos; person.. It&apos;s amazing to me how, not even being mine, he can bring tears to my eyes, and make me cry like a little girl who skinned her knee, just by watching him.. He doesn&apos;t even know it, and he makes so many people..SO happy...Anywho, blah blah blah, blah blah, and blah blah blah..((((((((You who deserve it)))))))), and thank you for listening.. And a big fat,&quot;FUCK YOU&quot; to those who don&apos;t. LAWLOR!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Sep 2003 07:28:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I just wanted to take a moment to let two of my friends know how much their friendships mean to me... Kikkie, JamiSue..Thank you for always being there to listen to me when I need someone to listen. Thank you for allowing me to be me, and for accepting me for who I am, not matter how confident and cocky, or whiny and unhappy I may be at times. Thank you for allowing me to be the naive 23 year old that I so often find myself being. Thank you for answering all of my retarded questions, no matter how silly or out of the blue they are. Although I may not say it, your friendships over the past..however many months..mean more to me than you will ever know. Thank you for being you..both of you. &amp;lt;3..Jesse</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2003 05:47:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today was another odd day... Everything seems so overwhelming, yet I have nothing to do. I work, I come home, and I do nothing. When did I get so scared of the &quot;outside world&quot;? Is it &quot;wack&quot; to say that I can&apos;t/ won&apos;t deal w/ everyone anymore? ...Is it bad to start being selfish? Is....(and I want at least one of you bastards to comment on this..)..it bad to be a manipulator/scandalous person? ...&apos;Cause this is exactly what I have become. It&apos;s strange when you realize that the choices you have made, brought you to where you are..And where am I now?..Am I coming up?...Or am I just going down the shit tubes I know all so well? I wish I knew more about me..Perhaps, one day, I&apos;ll be able to look back at my 23rd year and laugh....I hope..Muah to those who deserve it..and, yeah...LAWLOR!~!!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2003 17:22:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Everytime the phone rings, and my stomach turns. I hate the phone.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2003 16:02:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>On Saturday night, at about 7pm, I get conned into helping my (one of my 3) best friends move back from Sacramento CA, to here, in Reno. Now then, I have NO problem helping him(Eric) move anytime, anywhere. I&apos;ll fucking help the kid move to goddamn Thailand if that&apos;s what he wants. BUT(&amp;lt;see that captialization!?) B-U-motherfucking-T, I CANNOT stand his wife. I&amp;#39;m doing THEM a favor, and she has the nerve to ask me why I&amp;#39;M just sitting on the floor, AFTER moving every heavy/large/awkward piece of shit they have, either by MYSELF, or w/ a lil&amp;#39; help from Eric(all 5&amp;#39;9 140lbs of him. Keep in mind, we&amp;#39;re fucking moving sectionals, 36&amp;quot; TV&amp;#39;s, tables, chairs, box after box after box after BOX.   ...I deal w/ her complaints..I keep my cool all day long. I stay my typical,&amp;quot;Yes ma&amp;#39;am&amp;quot; kinda self. I open doors for her, I won&amp;#39;t let her carry heavy stuff, I TRYING to be respectful...Anywho, after 1 day and 7 hours we (I), am done. We walk to the bar, it&amp;#39;s only 200-300 yards away. We get there, and Rawshawna(Erics&amp;#39; wife)&amp;quot;after your beer, you&amp;#39;re gonna help us unpack..Right?&amp;quot; I say FUCK NO I&amp;#39;m not unpacking shit! She says,&amp;quot;So you&amp;#39;re gonna just have all that stuffed stacked in the living room and leave it there!?&amp;quot; Me:&amp;quot;Fuck yeah I am, I just moved ALL of your stuff, w/ NO fucking help from you, so yeah, I AM gonna leave it just sitting there. Deal w/ it. Rawshawna: &amp;quot;You fucking dick Jesse, you are SUPPOSED to be our friend!&amp;quot;  Me: &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m your ONLY fucking friend bitch, you&amp;#39;re lucky I helped at all..I should fucking spit on you, you fuck.&amp;quot; By this time, Eric is trying to resolve the situation..I&amp;#39;m mad, I can&amp;#39;t beat Rawshawna&amp;#39;s face in..damn women...Eric is one of my best friends, so I can&amp;#39;t fuck him up.....but FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK I wish he never married that stripper bitch.. If I see her today, she might get spit on. Anywho..enough rambling. Tallyho!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2003 02:19:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well, the past 3 days have been odd. I&apos;m not sure what&apos;s going on, but something is up. I feel like...I dunno, I just don&apos;t feel right. Not like I&apos;m sick, just like my brain is going to break or something. I feel like I did after my 9 day, 16 hours of sleep Ecstacy binge. But I haven&apos;t been doing the drugs. I feel like I&apos;m watching 99999999kazillion thing happen around me, but they&apos;re happening too fast, and I&apos;m thinking too much about whatever else just happened, to participate in the current. I&apos;m constantly playing catch-up. ..And just when I think I&apos;ve caught up, I get set back. I just wish I had...what&apos;s that called when you have multiple personalities? Well I wish I had that. Then I wouldn&apos;t feel so silly when I get caught talking to myself. Another thing that&apos;s bugging me.. Phil, the #2 Operations Manager at my work is probably...I hope not, but &apos;prolly gonna get fucked at work..maybe fired. Right now he&apos;s suspended w/ pay, but thing aren&apos;t looking as good as I had hoped. And it all came from one lil&apos; comment I made, and he stuck up for me...again. He&apos;s already, in my opinion, saved my life twice, and now he&apos;s screwed?.. That&apos;s not right. Why do people do so much for me? ..And how do I manage to, ..not &quot;let down&quot;..but for lack of better words, let down those who do the most for me? Damn...we&apos;ll see..</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2003 06:45:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>lol...I was just looking at how my last entry doesn&apos;t make sense &apos;prolly to anyone but me, because I left so much out &apos;cause I&apos;m tired, cramped up like a woman, and I really don&apos;t care. This is my lj(thanks boo)...but when I saw the date, I remembered today is is important. Word and Happy birthday to: ((((((((((Grandma))))))))))).. I never met you, but if you&apos;re anything like me, you MUST be cool; and Kristen...yeah...you&apos;re a slut, and I don&apos;t really like you very much, but you could still &apos;prolly pimp my ass if you damn well pleased. F you. Tell your sister hi. Thanks, I&apos;ll be here all week. Adios!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2003 06:35:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Today was fine, until about 4:30 pm...I was at work when the Branch(Main#1)manager asked if I would have all the stock put away by 6:30pm. The distribution truck came at 4:10pm, normally it comes at 11:30am, so normally, stock would be no problem..I OWN Sherwin...but today, the truck came late...So when he asked, I replied w/,&quot;No, not by 6:30&quot;. Honest, not what he wanted to hear, but it was the truth. He told the #2(Operations manager)that stock had to be done BY 6:30...Impossible. #2 told him that stock would not be put away because there were orders that HAD, and I repeat, H A D to be tinted or we could lose multi-million dollar accounts..NOT a good thing. So, I&apos;m tinting and #1 says I have to go do stock...#2 (who is in the right) disagrees and says &quot;NO, Jesse&apos;s gonna tint&quot;...anywho...it escalates, and now I&apos;m playing &quot;Captain Save-a-ho&quot; to try to keep them from boxing and ME having to seperate it...That&apos;s wack...Anywho, I&apos;ve been trying to type this damn lj for over 3 hours now and I&apos;m tired and people keep interrupting(sp?) me. So yeah, tallyho</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Aug 2003 08:23:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>..I dunno know why, but I feel like venting and I can&apos;t do it it to my &apos;real life&apos; friends, so I&apos;ll do it here. I miss having a girlfriend. I miss coming home and being able to share all the silly and stupid stuff that happened throughout the day. I miss dinners. I miss waking up to see you looking at me. I miss how you smell. I miss the little notes you would leave. I miss worrying about you. I miss you. I love you. I hate you. I&apos;m done w/ a capital &apos;D&apos;.....word</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2003 08:37:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Hey hey you bastards!! How the hell are ya&apos;ll? Good I hope. Anywho....Since many seem to be wondering or curious....What WAS said is this...&quot;Do you still want to see Bella?&quot;...and I said...&quot;No, not if it was today...I look and feel like shit.&quot; to which she replied,&quot;We&apos;re not talking about today; and THAT is where that matter ended...I think that is different than a simple,&quot;No I do not want to see you.&quot; Always two sides to the story. Wouldn&apos;t it just be easier to ask twat was said, rather than to assume, or .....Assume? lol.. Comments? Questions?..Answers? Pop YOUR collar..I popped mine, why not pop yours?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2003 02:04:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I love being happy, it&apos;s so much easier than being miserable. I love my AOL friends, you know who you are... &lt;br /&gt;    I love my parents, and most of all, I&apos;m thankful for another day to try to make things right...or at least better. &lt;br /&gt;    I&apos;m 23...I&apos;m young, I&apos;ve lost...but I can still gain. I have opportunities, I just need to take advantage of them. I have potential, now I need to embrace it. &lt;br /&gt;     I can do things, I just need to do them. I have alot of life to live, and damnit, I WILL have my wife, I will have my child(ren), and I will be the neighbor that has the &apos;nice house&apos; on the block. I won&apos;t settle for anything less..I deserve what I get, and..WHAT I deserve..who knows, but I do know I deserve something.  ((((((((((((Bellabooooooooooooooooooo))))))))))))))..mad at me or not, I still heart ya&apos;...((((((((((((((((Sneaky)))))))))))))))))))ALWAYS there for me....Thank you. (((((((((((((((((all ya&apos;ll))))))))))))))))))))))Keep it REAL live, REAL big...And until next time I ramble nonsense....Tallyho!</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">2Pac-It&apos;s all about you........think about it..</media:title>
  <lj:music>2Pac-It&apos;s all about you........think about it..</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2003 20:42:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Have you ever bought a friendship? Where did that friendship lead? Did you REALLY consider them a friend AFTER they were &apos;bought&apos;? Were they cheap?....You ain&apos;t gotta lie to kick it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2003 16:46:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>(((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((My parents)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))); (((((((((((((((((((((((((((((Bellaboo)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))); ((((((((((((((((((((((((((((Sneaky))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))); ((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((Sherwin)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))...ya&apos;ll are AOK w/ me...muuuuuuuuuuuuuah! (Except for Sherwin, Sherwin gets a manly pat on the back.)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2003 23:33:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ahhhh..What a good day today was..I got lots of stuff one, I made a few extra dollars and I remembered the combination to my safe...yay! &lt;br /&gt;      Well, I just felt like making a lil&apos; post on friends. AOFriends in particular. It&apos;s funny how people whom you&apos;ve never met can affect your life so much. I know, that everyday I come home, I turn on my stupid cpu, and go straight to AOL in hopes of new mail, or just to see the people I love to see...Sounds silly..but when did I become such a AOdork?...And why do I like it so much?...To my friends, you know who a you are, thank you for everything, thank you for listening when needed, and most of all, thank you for being you. W/out my friends and family, I am nothing. You make me. Period, point blank, bottom line. And I heart you all for that..Thankyou.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2003 22:11:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ever impress yourself?</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Some &apos;Sears Father&apos;s Day Sale; comercial.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2003 01:55:51 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>There is a woman on AOL whom I&apos;ve known now for, somewhere around 6 or 7 months (I think..lol) I When I first got AOL, it was basically to dl music, use it for school, and just to mess around and pass the time. Well, as most of us do, I found my way to the chat rooms and became addicted immediately. I eventually found a group of 5 or 6 friends whom I talked to quite frequently, and for the most part, became very good friend w/.. BUT....there has always been this one woman....as retarded as it may sound, I guess you could say I&apos;ve always been &apos;intimidated&apos; by her in a sense..That&apos;s not the right word...but it&apos;s &lt;i&gt;close&lt;/i&gt;.lol. Anyways, many of you know, some of you may not, but I have never been one to engage in an AORelationship.. I&apos;ve never met anyone from AOL, let alone called anyone from the net... (except good ol&apos; Amy twice...and I am STILL sorry about that drunken 3am call...my bad!), but I can&apos;t stop thinking about her...This just seems so odd to me..How can a box that is plugged into my wall, make me feel the way I do? Why do I get so excited to see her come online, only for me to say basically nothing? Why is it so easy for me to talk to everyone but her? Why do I miss her voice, never having heard it? How did this happen?...wtf..&lt;shakes it=&quot;it&quot; off=&quot;off&quot;&gt; I&apos;m goin&apos; to bed now..lol..I need it.&lt;br /&gt;Adios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  no paragraphs just for you Lemons. =)  *</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">E-40 - Grit N&apos; Grind</media:title>
  <lj:music>E-40 - Grit N&apos; Grind</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2003 23:34:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>hk23</author>
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  <description>Ok..So I&apos;ve had a crack in my bottom lip now for about 2 months. Everytime I smile or yawn, it cracks back open. No matter how much Chapstick or Carmex I use, it won&apos;t go away. Wtf? Am I doomed to live w/ this deformity for the rest of my life?? Is there no end to my pain!?? Oh the horror.......my lip hurts.</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Biggie - 12 Crack Commandments</media:title>
  <lj:music>Biggie - 12 Crack Commandments</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2003 19:51:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>hk23</author>
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  <description>Ugh.. That pretty much desribes how I feel right about now... but, it&apos;s a good &apos;ugh&apos;..  (((((((((((((((((((((Bellaboo)))))))))))))))))))))))) muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuah! &lt;shrugs&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jun 2003 00:57:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>hk23</author>
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  <description>Ok, so here&apos;s the scoop. I&apos;m bored and so I decide to make a fake sn and go stalk some of my old friends (pre-TF). So I&apos;m typing at them, I think I have them going pretty good (actually, I know I did), and then all of a sudden, John (one of the two I was &apos;stalking&apos;) drops the bomb on me! Wtf? Busted?! How the fuck did that just happen?...Now I&apos;M confused. I&apos;m the only person that knows I&apos;m doing this, so how the hell did I get busted? Well, let me tell you how sneaky AOL can be.. Turns out, one of  my first..I mean one of my FIRST AOFriends was in the room under a new sn. Well this &apos;friend&apos; and I had a falling out of sorts about a year ago when my &apos;friend&apos; turned out to not quite be what she said. I basically got AOPlayed. lmao &lt;shrugs&gt; Guess it happens to the best of us. Anyways... I signed off my &apos;stalker&apos; SN for all of two minutes, to check mail on my normal sn. When I was done, I went back to the &apos;stalker&apos; SN and returned to the room. And can you believe it? She saw me sign on my normal SN, and then saw the stalker come back right after I signed off...She put 2 and 2 together and ratted me out in approx. 3 minutes. So now, what was meant to be a fun practical joke, has turned into incessant IM&apos;s about how strong she is now, and I can&apos;t hurt her and..I quote,&quot;i still love you and hope you are happy...and this is goodbye once again&quot; blah...Damn, I&apos;m all for being friends..you&apos;re cool as fuck. But let&apos;s not yap about old stuff we&apos;ve already yapped about. Deal?..And don&apos;t be so damned emotional. Christ, I think maybe you should take a cue from your sn. &quot;DoILookLikeICare&quot;...I&apos;ve talked to you twice in the past 8 months, maybe we should keep it that way. Thanks. lol&lt;br /&gt;P.S. (as for being an old pro...be happy I made at least ONE &apos;enemy&apos; in my travels...Pro?..pfffftttshhshhhfffft lmao)</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Andre Nickatina-Chuck Taylors</media:title>
  <lj:music>Andre Nickatina-Chuck Taylors</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2003 21:15:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>hk23</author>
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  <description>Damn..is it healthy to listen to the same song over, and over, and over? I&apos;ve listened to this song at least 30 times today. It should be getting annoying by now, but it&apos;s not. Wtf?...  I was supposed to go do a bunch of shit today, but I didn&apos;t. I was supposed to take some stuff to the dump so I could finally get rid of my storage unit, I was supposed to go paint more at the house I&apos;m moving into, I was supossed to try and fix my car (all it does right now it left-hand U-turns), and I was supposed to do some more packing. But I didn&apos;t do anything. I sat here and made this (actually, Jami made it), took a shower around 12-12:30pm (loofah in tow), ate some pancakes, KFC and lots of chips (A quality trifecta if I&apos;ve ever seen one.), and went and played w/ #6 (no relation what-so-ever to #3). God DAMN I love days where I do nothing but I feel like I got alot accomplished.</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">Cradle to the Grave Sntrk. - Track 10</media:title>
  <lj:music>Cradle to the Grave Sntrk. - Track 10</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jun 2003 18:58:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <author>hk23</author>
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  <description>((((((((((((((((((boo)))))))))))))))))))) thank you so much for making my lj sucka free!! muuuuuuuah!! And, HAPPY BIRFDAY ELAINE!!! muuuuuuuah to you too!!</description>
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  <media:title type="plain">freestyle battles</media:title>
  <lj:music>freestyle battles</lj:music>
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