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  <title>A Perfect Blend of Poetry and Meanness</title>
  <subtitle>his whole body masquerades in my mind</subtitle>
  <author>
    <email>envious.obvious@gmail.com</email>
    <name>Angie!</name>
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  <updated>2010-06-24T20:19:19Z</updated>
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    <title>Also...</title>
    <published>2010-06-24T20:19:19Z</published>
    <updated>2010-06-24T20:19:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://hyperboleandahalf.blogspot.com/" target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;This is my new favorite blog.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:629327</id>
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    <title>OMG</title>
    <published>2010-06-24T20:09:59Z</published>
    <updated>2010-06-24T20:09:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am falling asleep sitting at my desk at work.  I have already consumed way too much caffeine today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for jumping jacks!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:629242</id>
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    <title>*dusts off livejournal*</title>
    <published>2010-06-24T03:56:07Z</published>
    <updated>2010-06-24T03:56:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi.  I'm alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a baby!  His name is Abe.  He's four months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/c0070fed16c01a0aad1e226786e3fcb3b357b1cdeae1e1c76cca7d1c056d678f/P2WlxyVijxKvg25u_81QU0Mdsf-ah7h01hrUCaZagcnD-huals6oRxgjFVUuBlg_vFJS3iA:0TZC6NxO1P0OEXVS6kgGBA" fetchpriority="high"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:626916</id>
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    <title>Another of those "I'm alive!" posts.</title>
    <published>2006-11-01T18:11:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-01T18:11:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/8aa845c976a1b300ec9e7552294e4742158fbe672581be42465f2533f7fdf0e5/P2WlxyVijxKvg25u_81QU0Mdsf-ah7h0yFmVCbBWjsXH6lXZms6rBEMhCFM5HUJ8-VBUkjnRbkxDFFwCzFYx70FNlg:1muNMFw9oOIXT2vtctWC3A" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitten!  And he FINALLY has a name.  It's Finn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/5239bebc786a12c9570a14b3a61557becefd46128e34dc2742dc064aed3fe729/P2WlxyVijxKvg25u_81QU0Mdsf-ah7h0yFmVCbBWjsXH6lXZms6rBEMhCFM5HUJ8-VBUkjnRbkxPElcEnBQ38FEKjnmBMvmGr0c:Tq1aod8wEp90DnfLM_mnWg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe's halloween costume.  CREEPY.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:626074</id>
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    <title>Cranky.</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T14:08:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T14:08:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pet peeve:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people tag photos as "_____ and I."  It's "me," people.  ME.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:625891</id>
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    <title>Um, hi.</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T03:57:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T03:57:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am not dead.  I have not fallen off the face of the earth.  I haven't even fallen off the face of the internet.  I do, however, seem to have fallen off the face of LJ.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months!  THREE MONTHS!  Wow.  I haven't really been doing that much, either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had summer classes (which were over a month ago) and then basically just worked.  Oh, and I had a workstudy job, too.  And now it's fall again and classes started today.  Woo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll post more now that fall TV season is starting up again.  BUT I MAKE NO PROMISES!  (Except that I will instruct one of my sisters to post if I ACTUALLY die.)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:625417</id>
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    <title>The Omen</title>
    <published>2006-06-07T03:15:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-07T03:15:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. That's it, I'm NEVER having children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Why hello, Liev Schrieber's arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mia Farrow is still beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Really, NOT a good movie to bring a kid to.  SERIOUSLY, PEOPLE.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:625236</id>
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    <title>Weird dreams.</title>
    <published>2006-05-27T03:17:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-27T03:17:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.  I am taking a summer class, and for some reason, it is populated with lots of people I went to school with.  Before class starts, I decide I need to go buy some pop, so I go to Little Dukes (which is actually nowhere NEAR campus.)  Working there are an old couple who apparently own the place, and James Lafferty, who is stocking beverages.  "Hey!" I say to him, "You're that guy!"  And then I proceed to call him Nate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I am going shopping at Cub Foods.  As I'm getting my shopping cart, I notice James Blunt, who then starts flirting with me.  We walk for a while before I decide to tell him that I think his song fucking sucks, and I wish it would go away forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, my subconscious likes to mix (kind of) famous people and food stores.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:625130</id>
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    <title>Things that aren't so smart.</title>
    <published>2006-05-24T17:41:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-24T17:41:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-- Watching In Excelsis Deo right before going in to do training at a new job.  "Hi!  I'm here to learn!  Please disregard my smeary mascara!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a good Toby icon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:624722</id>
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    <title>ACCCCCKK!</title>
    <published>2006-05-24T03:27:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-24T03:27:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay so.   I just got home from my sister's house.  Because it's dark, our porch light was on.  Because the porch light was on, there were about, oh, A BILLION june bugs on the screen door.  I may never go outside again.  ...at least at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.  VM FANDOM!  I have an assignment for you!  If anyone should happen to see Ryan Hansen at a promotion or a con or just, you know, on the street, mention to him his &lt;a href="http://saava.livejournal.com/613513.html" target="_blank"&gt;resemblance to Ian Thorpe.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:624578</id>
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    <title>Hey!  Hi!</title>
    <published>2006-05-21T18:39:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-21T18:39:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Good afternoon!  I've been sleeping altogether too much lately.  It's one of those things where I'll stay up late for no good reason and sleep even later for no good reason, and then feel depressed for no good reason.  It's AWESOME.  Eh.  I know that I'll eventually get over it.  But what would LJ be if it didn't contain random "my life is sooooo blah!" posts?  NOTHING, I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I did, indeed get all As.  Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The other day at work, a bird flew smack into the living room window.  It really freaked me out. Especially since it happened while one of the kids was having a huge behavior and threatening to bite off my nose.  YEAH. (My job is weirder than your job.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Been making icons for the first time in almost a YEAR.  Wow.  I think my PS skills have atrophied a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Am suddenly feeling the VM love again.  Even though, um, I didn't watch a LOT during the second half of the season.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Also?  I kinda love One Tree Hill.  Not only did i watch the first two seasons on DVD, I also got my sister Ambur hooked so badly that she watched the entire third season online.  Streaming.  With crappy audio that didn't always match the video.  I am an awesome pimp, yo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:624315</id>
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    <title>Um.</title>
    <published>2006-05-16T20:28:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-16T20:54:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'll just be sitting over here being happy OTH was renewed.  Don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And, of course, YAY VM, etc, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ETA&lt;/b&gt;  In other, unrelated news... I've been getting free magazines for a couple of months now.  I really don't know what's up.  Most of them are addressed to "Mr. Angie Frenette, Principal Beauty-Moonlight.com".  It's pretty bizarre, but kinda cool.  Except when I get bridal magazines.  And today, when i got Good Housekeeping with SCARY ASS TOM CRUISE on the cover.  I'm scarred, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Finals are over, and I think I got all As.  I might actually interact online sometimes now!  Except that I'm inexplicably depressed and have mostly been watching TV-on-DVD ALL DAY while moping that my life is NOT a television show.</content>
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    <title>DUDE.</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T00:32:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-15T00:32:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just missed the Studio 60 commercial.  ARGH.</content>
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    <title>Hey, remember when...</title>
    <published>2006-04-27T02:13:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-27T02:13:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logan was the drunkenist woobiest romantic ever?  And he and Veronica almost kissed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN MY FLIST EXPLODED WITH SHIPPER LOVE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah?  Me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I haven't really been watching VM that much the latter half of the season.  But damn, that got me, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, Jason Dohring's hipbones.  I think you're lovely.  Please visit us again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post brought to you by paper procrastination.</content>
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    <title>Soooo.</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T01:42:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-26T01:42:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Say someone was putting off schoolwork by watching Nip/Tuck on DVD.  Say this person would like to read some good fanfic of the Christian/Sean variety.   Where would be a good place to look?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because clearly, finals and papers do NOT come before slash in the spectrum of What is Important.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:623129</id>
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    <title>TWW</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T00:16:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T00:16:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOSHANDDONNAJOSHANDDONNAJOSHANDDONNAJOSHANDDONNA!!!!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:622897</id>
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    <title>saava @ 2006-04-14T12:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T17:14:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T17:14:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear &lt;span  class="ljuser  i-ljuser  i-ljuser-type-P     "  data-ljuser="tlace" lj:user="tlace" &gt;&lt;a href="https://tlace.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://tlace.livejournal.com/" class="i-ljuser-username"   target="_self"   &gt;&lt;b&gt;tlace&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am posting.  ARE YOU HAPPY NOW??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Angie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No really, I'm sorry.  I'm all stressed because of school and other stupid things.  Also, I've been watching way too much Futurama for my own good.  Those are my lame excuses.  Make of them what you will.</content>
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    <title>Cookies</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T14:38:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T14:38:52Z</updated>
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    <title>Cats is bad!</title>
    <published>2006-03-02T02:43:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-02T02:43:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures were taken the same night, approximately half an hour apart.  That's my closet.  Where there is a STRICT "No cats allowed!" policy.  They do not follow it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/c13275e9aea61dff2a3a7bdc62fd59ea259473ef70ae59773df19bb4e053f305/P2WlxyVijxKvg25u_81QU0Mdsf-ah7h0yFmVCbBci8me-hXVksTrBk8yT1V2EEl-uw1bkyvfYA9KDlcYzFYx70FNlg:OBDOpYZxVsKK51nrk8vzFA" fetchpriority="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/e712de1227da1483f9e0c83e3d01fe61d06415e3ab4a66e0b89ff44b90d3a6f8/P2WlxyVijxKvg25u_81QU0Mdsf-ah7h0yFmVCbBci8me-hXVksTrBk8yT1V2EEl-uw1bkyvfYA9KDlcYz1Yx70FNlg:60eaMwTacK0Z-i9gFj7oBg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/4254cf1f07f3fc0a2bfeebd01ed46a357abde300dbb4d3e5f83680f8829ade22/P2WlxyVijxKvg25u_81QU0Mdsf-ah7h0yFmVCbBci8me-hXVksTrBk8yT1V2EEl-uw1dlTbfcRZGEV0fmAxqsUwfjDXS:EMcMshY-5jJ8WVVJomvOxg" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://imgprx.livejournal.net/15a75c3800574c4e605438ff12714c005e011041a8fbf516e6a46730f52075a0/P2WlxyVijxKvg25u_81QU0Mdsf-ah7h0yFmVCbBci8me-hXVksTrBk8yT1V2EEl-uw1dlTbfcRZGEV0fmAxpsUwfjDXS:AK575UKoZJlaNsZU1OBLMw" loading="lazy"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pls. note how SMUG they both look.</content>
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    <title>I am a BAD webmaster.</title>
    <published>2006-02-28T04:19:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-28T04:19:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just realized today that the farscape-caps domain expired.  I'll be renewing it as soon as I can (probably Friday, when I get paid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about that.  I fully realize I SUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the people who emailed me about it.</content>
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    <title>Breaking news.</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T02:29:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T02:29:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate my thighs.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:saava:621586</id>
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    <title>Guess MY mood!</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T00:22:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-24T00:23:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm listening to Konstantine on repeat one.  Also, I have not changed out of my pajamas all day.  I even wore them to school.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is ALL the fault of winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and possibly PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ETA&lt;/b&gt;  Aren't you all glad that I'm updating again?  You all missed my pointless whiny bitching, right?  RIGHT?</content>
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    <title>Meh and blah and a little more meh.</title>
    <published>2006-02-22T02:30:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-22T02:37:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well.  *I* am in the LOVELIEST of moods!  I've been all pissy and depressed and unable to motivate myself to do anything other than whine about boys who don't  love me like they should.  (Well, and eat fattening food, but that doesn't take much motivation!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a fucking HORRIBLE day at work Sunday that left me feeling drained and incompetent and half sure I was going to get fired.  Most of the time I feel like I'm at least OKAY at my job, but then there are days when I go, "OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING??  I DO NOT KNOW HOW TO INTERACT WITH PEOPLE AT ALL.  MAYBE I SHOULD GET A JOB WHERE MY CO-WORKERS ARE ROCKS."  Sunday was one of those days.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed not to cry at work, but then almost started crying in class the next day.  We were watching this weird movie about women's suffrage starring Hilary Swank and Patrick Dempsey.  It would have been a pretty good movie, but there was some really weird shit, like this romance sub-plot where Hilary and Patrick danced to Sarah McLachlan.  Plus, the scene was intercut with a bathtub masturbation scene.  So instead of paying attention to the movie, I sat in class writing letters and angsting about how much I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  know what really cheers me up, though?  Friends.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(fucking LJ won't let me use the pointy bracket because of HTML.  But that's what it REALLY was, not a comma.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie: ,aune O&lt;br /&gt;Angie: Whoa.&lt;br /&gt;Angie: I MEANT to type "Maybe I'll rent it."&lt;br /&gt;Angie: I have NO idea where that other shit came from.&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Whoa. I think you've been invaded my aliens.&lt;br /&gt;Angie: NOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Well, they've left NOW. But they were there just long enough for you to make the most extreme typo ever.&lt;br /&gt;Angie: It's Extreme Typo, Alien Edition!&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Steph: OMG, I THINK I MIGHT DIE FROM LAUGHING!&lt;br /&gt;Angie: I HAVE MISSED YOU, MAN!&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Are you picturing Tye (sp?) as an alien right now? Cause I am.&lt;br /&gt;Angie: I always thought he WAS an alien anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Yeah, there's no way you can get orange skin like that otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Steph: Or be that hyper.&lt;br /&gt;Steph: And hot.&lt;br /&gt;Steph: But scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='cutid1-end'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am SO out of the fandom loop.  I haven't watched BSG since it came back from hiatus.  I haven't seen the last two VM episodes.  I am not watching The Office or Grey's Anatomy.  You can all disown me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  I am using this icon in honor of the DQ being open again.</content>
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    <title>Important Update!</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T21:46:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T21:46:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Have finished off the tub of frosting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pretty sure I did well on my Developmental Psych test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Got 28/30 on my Social Psych test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Must remember to purchase more frosting before taking Psych of Women test.</content>
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    <title>My logic is not earth logic.</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T17:26:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I truly believe that eating this frosting right out of the tub will help me do better on my psych tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REALLY.</content>
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