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  <title>This above all, to thine own self be true.</title>
  <subtitle>Memento Mori</subtitle>
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    <title>bribes @ 2009-06-11T18:37:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-11T22:38:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://racquelbrazer.tumblr.com/"&gt;racquelbrazer.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>S.B.</title>
    <published>2009-05-31T02:25:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-31T02:25:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://insidebuymore.com/sn/e/e/2/2/b30ec5e47f00000147a95dacd2581b9f/images/e6f45cda40d2c3fd6dd2859b03424c26.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to serious business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college. do you think i'm good/decent enough to pursue photography as a major?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or should i stick with my original plan, psychology?&lt;br /&gt;i want your honest opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can visit these photo pages of mine (&lt;a href="http://www.jpgmag.com/people/racquelbrazer"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; as well as &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a yes or no will suffice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want a critique. i don't want a load of pointless questions such as the ones i'm receiving from the peanut gallery on myspace. i like simplicity sometimes.</content>
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    <title>I'm Such A Virgo</title>
    <published>2009-05-20T22:41:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">That's what I was born as and it has been my ruling sign obviously and I do trust astrological characteristics of such. I like to read up on horoscopes and anything else that has to do with it. I've come across a lot of different summaries for what it is to be a Virgo, what kind of person you are because of it and these seem to ring all too true to me. If you know me well, which you probably don't, then this would probably make you go &amp;quot;AHA!&amp;quot; but you might notice things online about me as well that are explained away in these. I'll state the references at the bottom of each summary. In reading some of thse I noticed numerous spelling errors but I'm too lazy to fix them, I'm sure you'll get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" align="left" src="http://www.bluelightlady.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/09/virgo_small.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hindi Name:&lt;/strong&gt; Kanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Symbol:&lt;/strong&gt; The Virgin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Date of Birth:&lt;/strong&gt; 24th August to 23rd September&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ruling Planet:&lt;/strong&gt; Mercury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quality:&lt;/strong&gt; Mutable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Element:&lt;/strong&gt; Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Basic Trait:&lt;/strong&gt; I Analyze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Closest Metal:&lt;/strong&gt; Quicksilver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nakshatras:&lt;/strong&gt; Uttra Phalguni, Hast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky Numbers:&lt;/strong&gt; 1, 4, 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky Days:&lt;/strong&gt; Wednesday, Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky Colors:&lt;/strong&gt; Saffron Yellow and Azure Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky Stones:&lt;/strong&gt; Diamond, Emerald, Pearl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lucky Flowers:&lt;/strong&gt; Lilies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Virgo has the symbol of 'The Virgin', but the similarity ends there itself. People born under the zodiac sign of Virgo are very devoted to their families. They are not much talkative and mostly stand away from a crowd. However, they will be noticing even the smallest detail. The typical Virgo personality traits include perfectionism. Everything around him has to be just perfect. He is one of those who prefer carrying the exact amount of change for the bread, rather than asking the shopkeeper for a change. He is not much of a party bird, because he basically dislikes crowd.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virgos live in the real world. They neither daydream, nor wish on stars. One look at them and you will feel that they are overburdened with some worries. However, worrying symbolizes their characteristic profile. Infact, Virgo seems to be on the lookout for it. A Virgo is very conscious of his looks and he will spend hours in front of the mirror getting the crease on his trousers just right. Everything about him has to be perfect, right from the clothes to the perfume. Virgos have this peculiar habit of taking on more work that they can easily manage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, they strain themselves beyond limits, often leading to frayed nerves. They may look pretty cool on the outside, but inside, they will be extremely anxious. One thing you can be sure of while dealing with a Virgo, he is totally dependable and sincere. He may lie once in a while, especially when he doesn't want to go somewhere or do something. However, the lie will be totally harmless. A Virgo is highly critical of the people around him. Everything related to him, including his lover, has to go through his forever-analyzing eyes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is finicky about cleanliness, cannot tolerate lazy behavior, hates procrastination and is never blind to flaws and faults, even of his loved ones. He is also quite particular about each and every detail. However, that does not mean Virgos do not have a humorous side. It's just that as they hate impropriety, they also cannot tolerate sloppiness. If such things do some across them, they become irritable and snappy. However, composure, patience, caring attitude and endurance define their true personality.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He may criticize you for your faults, but if you are in trouble, he will be the first person to help you fix up everything. Don't mention a Virgo's overly critical attitude in front of him; he will be the first one to deny it. He also seems to be totally blind to his own faults. Virgos have this habit of not being able to sit at the same place for too long and turning restless easily. If you are in love with a Virgo, remember that Virgos express their love with subtleness.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wont see them shouting 'I Love You' from the rooftop. However, that doesn't mean they are less dedicated than any other sun signs. They are just not able to express themselves fully and lack demonstrativeness. As much as a Virgo likes to help others, he finds it very difficult to accept favors. He likes to be self-dependent and hates to take obligations. He won't spend too much money on himself, but will be extravagant in case of his loved ones or for those who are in need.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In such a case, don't waste the money or he will be hurt. As far a Virgo's critical nature is concerned, remember that it's just his nature. He was just born to notice even the slightest of faults. Infact, A Virgo is the most critical about himself. At the same time, he is very punctual and will not take lateness too lightly. To him, time is of extreme importance. Virgos like small, helpless creatures as much as they like honesty, punctuality, savings, caution and vigilance. They are like the true individualists who have their own, secret way of making the heart memorize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; another from the same site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One thing you need to know about a Virgo woman - she has guts and lots of them! It doesn't mean that she is not as shy and as reserved as she seems to be. It's just that she can do anything and everything for the people she loves. By love, she mean real love, no other type of love exists for her. A Virgo female is a complete woman! She has all the charms and tricks that any other female has, but she is not weak. Infact, she has quite a determination and can do anything if she sets her mind to it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She will be completely devoted and loyal to you in a relationship. Still, if it doesn't seems to be working, she will severe all the ties and become as cold as the North Pole. Virgo women's characteristics profile is an odd mix of emotions and practicality, romance and common sense. When they fall in love, they show such extreme passion and intensity that only few other women can. Making them fall in love is, however, an entirely different task. They will demand total perfection from you, even though they may fall short in that arena.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better to get used to their critical nature. A Virgo girl believes that she is extremely efficient and organized and what is more annoying is, that she is right. She is a stickler for time and it's better not to be late when you are meeting her. She will not break the new, expensive vase when she is upset, but she can be very demanding and fussy. If the fault is yours, admit that you are wrong and say it while handing her the flowers. Don't even try to argue, or she will lose her temper again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is better to leave her alone for sometime and she will cool again. On the other hand, a Virgo woman will find it very hard to accept that she is wrong. The fact is, most of the time she's not. When you are courting her as well as after you get married, it is advisable to mind your manners. She cannot tolerate someone using abusive language, coming late, dressing sloppily, not minding table manners, etc. It's better to brush up your vocabulary too. She will not cling to you, nor will she become totally aloof.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is also very good with finances and extravagance is not one of her personality traits. A Virgo female cannot stand public displays of affection and it is better to be subtle in this area. Her taste is very good and her intellect quite developed. If you are trying to woo her, take her to places like theatre, art gallery, etc. Just like a typical Virgo, she is prone to worrying about things too much and she will do your part of the job too. She is very much attached to the ground and prefers to live in the real world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let a Virgo female do her part of making things seem just perfect and she will keep you entertained with all her feminine charms. She is very sensitive and her feelings are pretty fragile, but she will become exceedingly strong when you need her support. With kids, she will be very considerate and you will never see them running around in their underclothes. She will gentle, but firm and will demand complete discipline from them. Even though a Virgo woman is very critical, she will not take criticism very nicely. It never works the other way round for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this is that she is as aware of her own imperfections as she is of yours. So, she doesn't need you to remind her of her own shortcomings every now and then. Instead of fretting over her perfectionism, you should feel blessed to have such a charming female who never makes your house look like a garbage dump. Your toast will never get burnt and your coffee will always taste just perfect. She has a witty side too and when she laughs, it seems like the ringing of little bells, doesn't it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The planet Mercury is the ruling planet of Virgo zodiac. The same planet also rules the zodiac sign of Gemini. According to the Roman legend, Mercury was the winged Messenger God, who represented adaptability and made the best possible use of the available resources. Individuals ruled by Mercury follow ideas and morals that resonate to what is popular at a given time. People born under the Virgo sun sign tend to be restless and cannot remain still or idle for a long time. Mercury is the planet of communication and wisdom and is associated chiefly with the mind. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Those ruled by the Mercury tend to use their intellect more than instincts and are youthful, jovial and very cheerful in nature, just like young kids. It is said that such individuals are experts at seeing through other's intentions and force them to re-examine their personal attitudes and beliefs. The planet Mercury symbolizes easy flow, instead of rigidity, and represents new beginnings and changes. Mercury is associated with the intellect, thought processes, nervous system and thyroid gland in a human body. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mercury is also related to lilies, hazelnut trees, walnuts, carrots, parrots, greyhounds and monkeys. The metal that is associated with Mercury is Quicksilver. Topaz, Agate and Aquamarine are the semi-precious stones related with the planet and they are also considered as lucky stones for those ruled by it. Their lucky day in a week is Wednesday. The special or lucky colors connected with Mercury are saffron yellow, azure blue and the color of sparkle of sunlight upon water.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I like that last bit. &amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Virgo individual is a perfectionist. He has to be perfect in everything he does and expects the same from others too. Everything and everyone around him has to go through his critical gaze. He is never every shy of openly expressing his criticism and disapproval. At the same time, a Virgo is very practical, extremely organized and totally down-to-earth. He is the one who does everything behind the scene and are too shy to seek appreciation for the same. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Virgo individuals think with their head, rather than their heart. They love worrying. Infact, fussing over something is like second nature to them. In a relationship, a Virgo is very dedicated and loyal. Traits like flirting, dishonesty, infidelity and hypocrisy are totally alien to him. The basic compatibility problems that a Virgo faces in love arise from his highly-critical nature. If Virgo individuals manage to bring that under control, they will hardly be incompatible with any zodiac sign.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;all of the above are taken from this site; [URL=&amp;quot;http://www.iloveindia.com/astrology/&amp;quot;]http://www.iloveindia.com/astrology/[/URL]&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Traits of a Virgo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Analyst&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Purist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plays safe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Worrier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Has mood swings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Perfectionist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Easily learns mastery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Demands respect&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fair judgement&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pessimistic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frequently depressed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Destructive at times&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Virgo personality traits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Virgo personality - The Virgo Zodiac Sign is ruled by Mercury.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Your Sun Zodiac sign may not best describe your personality features, your characteristics and general qualities that you bring to life. For many people, their Ascendant or its planetary ruler is the more obvious characteristic, or sometimes the Moon sign. Your Sun sign, rather, says more about the direction you should be moving in, to make the contribution to humanity you were born to make, and thus achieve a degree of personal fulfilment.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Every sign rules a part of the body, Virgo the intestines. This provides a vital clue as to the function of Virgo within the whole of humanity. Think of what the intestines do. They take in energy in the form of food, and break it down into its constituent parts. Then they analyse the components and see how they can be made to be useful. Perhaps some will be combined with others, some will be stored for later use, and some will be eliminated as being useless. Virgo takes in substance and discriminates between what is useful and what isn't, and works with it so that it may be more useful still, and thus be of service to humanity. That is the key to it all - service.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Likes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pursuit of 'trueness'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Standards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proper methodology&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Practicality&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Neat &amp;amp; tidy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Friendliness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dislikes...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chaos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Noise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Assymetry&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Change&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Risk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nagging&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;taken from;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.virgo.arollo.com/index.html"&gt;www.virgo.arollo.com/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll edit in more later. Off to watch Babylon AD.&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>A Good Day.</title>
    <published>2009-05-16T07:35:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So I started my day off kind of early when ivonne called me at around 11am. The usual tradition is that we go to Ihop and then the rest of the day is sort of up in the air. It started off when we worked together, the three of us (melissa, ivonne &amp;amp; i), and just kind of stuck around even after I left because we obviously stayed good friends. So today Melissa was working until 10pm and we weren't able to chill with her. Ended up meeting at the old job as Melissa tried to persuade us to stay and order chinese food with her for lunch. We had to decline of course, that's not exciting in our eyes to stick around the workplace during off-hours. I don't even work there any longer, even though I'm still on good terms with 90% of my ex co-workers we were in agreement as to leaving and doing our own thing. After we left and were headed to the bus we decided to go to the mall across the street and shop around a bit for around an hour. Ended up buying a few items of which i basically adore and then left for our original destination... *dun dun dun* the MALL. Now this journey was quite enjoyable since the conversation was constant as was the laughter. We tend to crack each other up epicly every time we meet. I'm much more content with my relationship with Ivonne in comparison with Melissa.. to say the least. About fourty-five minutes later we arrive at the mall and go forth into the downward spiral that is our shopping addiction, cigarettes and lighters in hand. Mind you we've already acquired a small shopping bag of goodies, which was already beginning to annoy me in combination with my huge shoulder bag which contained everything I could possibly need for any situation that may well come our way. This is probably my downfall, but mostly useful, in regards to being a Virgo. Fuck it, I'd rather be prepared for the worse thank you very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;We first ventured into Forever 21 where most of our shopping occured. Mind you I wore my Juicy Couture shirt out for the first time in a bit without a bra and that turned out to have caught quite a few people's eyes.. more than I expected at least. The store was relatively packed and just about every person I walked by didn't have there heads at eye level...  I mean I could have bloody well bought a bra and solved that quick-fast but it was slightly entertaining. Plus it's not as though I have major-boobage heavy metal style so they were just going to suffer. At least I'm not one of those touched kids who feels they owe it to the world to let their emotions out through a screen-printed shirt. I think vulgar language would have been more noticeable or at least offensive in my eyes but you would swear I had dynamite strapped to my chest. Ah well, there's only so much I can be bothered to care about. Anyway, when we finally gathered up enough items to satisfy our thirst we headed to the fitting room. Mind you I had a couple of items more than Ivonne but when I came out (leaving half my items behind. fail) she was nowhere to be found. More stares ensued but as I walked around aimlessly, no sign of Ivonne. I finally spot her coming out of the fitting room explaining to me how fucking ridiculously full of fail her dress was to put on. So that explained it. Ha. We browsed around some more to be certain there wasn't anything of dire need left behind and headed to the checkout. As I'm waiting in line I'm hoping to god that I don't get shit for not have a New York ID which was lost on one of our previous drunken nights a while back. I turned on the girly-charm at the register though and my school ID was accepted. I was thankful I didn't have to jet to an ATM to retrieve money because that would have just been a pain since I didn't know where one was located in this huge mall. I mean even though I've been there so many times, these things slip my mind and I blame the weed. Whatever. Worth it.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we head to Urban Outfitters &amp;amp; end up spending more time in the book section than looking at the typical and unecessarily expensive clothing that occupies U.O. Found out I'm not a huge Star Wars fan in the process though. Yay for the little things. Even the silly books were over-price. I mean honestly, 25 bucks for a book on sex and STDS. Wow. NEXT! I think after that we decided on food which lead us to the food court. More stares. Ignored. We both proceeded to our favourite little Japanese place where I ordered Chicken Teriyaki w/ fried rice and a coke. Yum. Ivonne went with Taco Bell but I'm a creature of strict habit. Once again, blame the astrological sign I was born under, it rules me with whips and chains. I like it. After we finished eating I decided to go into Hot Topic to get some new gauges and retainers for my snake bites. Mother's pressing hard on the lack of a job issue so sooner than later I'll have to fix that hence the preparation. Sale on my gauges and with their buy 1 get 1 1/2 off I was more than a satisfied customer, I wanted to hug the sales person. Now I forgot to mention my back pain during this adventure which of course had to get progressively worse with every store we entered. But even with the plan to get to the pharmacy asap, that only happened 3 stores later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Next it was to Charlotte Russe to look at shoes, which took around 2 hours last time we were there, but they had a better sale that time so Ivonne just got a cheap pair of neon-orange pumps and we were on our way again. THIS TIME TO THE DRUG STORE! Score. Too bad we had to take the elevator to the basement which we had never been to, turned out it resembled the start of a cheap horror film which worried us slightly but we're troopers. Cigarettes and lighters in hand we would defeat any opponent who dare challenge us. The blood of the one and only drunken master, Jackie Chan, courses through our veins. ANYWAY, we fought through fire and brimstone to get to the pharmacy where Ivonne bought candy of course and I got my fix. As we were leaving we got a phone call to Melissa to meet us at the bat cave (the workplace) at 10 since that's around the time she gets off. An hour later, we finally get there and she's fuming mad at the fact that we're 30 minutes late. Now each of us has had to wait numerous times for one another for various reasons but we knew Melissa would be on her period (which was kind of funny because she actually did get it today) about the whole delay so on the way there we decided to come up with a good lie to explain away the beatdown we would probably recieve. Ivonne failed with her idea of bums getting on the bus and causing a ruckus, involving police and our imaginary bus delay. Pass. But it brought the lols for the bus ride. My excuse was used instead which was that Ivonne pissed her pants since this has happened quite a lot recently due to unmentionable girly circumstances. Godzilla aka Melissa, accepted this excuse and didn't doubt it for a second. Racquel - 1 Ivonne - -4 (Do I really need to explain why..)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Melissa huffed and puffed her ass in the back, away from us on the bus, we were finally talking again when we arrived back in the neighborhood. Went to Taco Bell where we proudly showed Melissa our purchases for the day and then left and decided to buy some alcohol and head to the beach. It was foggy as all fuck but we didn't mind. Scratch that, IVONNE AND I DIDN'T MIND. Melissa was tempted to back down in fear of rain when it was merely the fog being fucking fog. Surprise Surprise. We get the the boardwalk and it's like an orgy of couples scattered across it the further down we walk. Finally gave up and sat down on the wet benches, enjoyed our beer and took pictures. My day was good. I'll edit this with the photos in a bit as soon as I upload them. Not enough alcohol was consumed to pacify me to unconsciousness so lets do this before I lose my motivation!</content>
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    <title>Podcast etc..</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T22:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T23:15:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="" width="800" border="1" style="null" src="http://img520.imageshack.us/img520/3897/36909432.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SMOOTH SAILING&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;this is my first podcast. i'm really digging it so i think i will continue. the above image is of myself that i edited. :) the title basically describes the content. any suggestions on what i should play on my next podcast or anything you would like me to talk about/discuss, do comment :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;P-Money vs. Pitbull&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Everything (Real Juicy Like a Rockstar)&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;DJ FOXALUT INTRO&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;innerpartysystem&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Structure&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;Rob Dougan&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Clubbed To Death&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;Mad At Gravity&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Walk Away&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;M83 vs. Thom Yorke&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Colours in The Eraser&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;Zeromancer&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Cupola&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;Orka Veer&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Bionic&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;Diplo&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;California Soul&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;:: &lt;b&gt;M-Flo&lt;/b&gt; &amp;quot;Get On&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;i really should be updating this son of a bitch more often. i'm not sure if i should have a blogger account as well. what sites do you use consistently online? i basically only update this every now and again. i think i have a blogger account but it's way old. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;well life is good i guess. no job but i applied to a local college and hopefully i should be starting this summer at nassau for psychology. i'm insanely nervous yet stoked. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; things are decent though for the most part. i guess i'll be going now. off to record some more silly things. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribes:181738</id>
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    <title>Mother Fuckers.</title>
    <published>2009-03-22T21:41:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-22T21:41:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why do people who I have dirt on think it's smart to fuck with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will ruin lives if that's what it takes. &lt;br /&gt;Ends justifies the means, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear some of you have a death-wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can assist.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribes:181262</id>
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    <title>bribes @ 2009-03-19T15:03:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-19T19:08:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-19T19:08:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3367881567/" title="IMG_0209 2 by tokyo nightmare, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3648/3367881567_aac41e9054_o.jpg" width="800" height="" alt="IMG_0209 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3368706434/" title="IMG_0174 2 by tokyo nightmare, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3453/3368706434_4c4e9d7ba7_o.jpg" width="800" height="" alt="IMG_0174 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kind&lt;/i&gt; of single.&lt;br /&gt;quit my job on monday.&lt;br /&gt;plans to visit possible hubby in florida..&lt;br /&gt;ex-fiance shipped off to the army on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said, life sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3368706300/" title="IMG_0175 2 by tokyo nightmare, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3589/3368706300_5c4b75702a_o.jpg" width="1002" height="752" alt="IMG_0175 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3368706160/" title="IMG_0193 2 by tokyo nightmare, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3631/3368706160_6aa9e658c4_o.jpg" width="1002" height="752" alt="IMG_0193 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribes:181228</id>
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    <title>bribes @ 2009-03-18T07:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-18T11:22:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-18T11:22:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3365310744/" title="IMG_0065 2 by daughter of terror, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3548/3365310744_9f53e9d59f_o.jpg" width="800" height="" alt="IMG_0065 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3364488737/" title="IMG_0072 2 by daughter of terror, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3592/3364488737_a81e1f2a13_o.jpg" width="800" height="" alt="IMG_0072 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's sucking pretty fucking bad right now. i won't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3365310556/" title="IMG_0074 2 by daughter of terror, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3423/3365310556_793d182cac_o.jpg" width="800" height="" alt="IMG_0074 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3364488613/" title="IMG_0075 2 by daughter of terror, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3451/3364488613_93a052710f_o.jpg" width="800" height="" alt="IMG_0075 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3364488423/" title="IMG_0049 2 by daughter of terror, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3114/3364488423_fabb5221a0_o.jpg" width="800" height="" alt="IMG_0049 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/3364488209/" title="IMG_0043 2 by daughter of terror, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3630/3364488209_0eeeb63bf9_o.jpg" width="800" height="" alt="IMG_0043 2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribes:180752</id>
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    <title>that you know</title>
    <published>2009-01-03T04:32:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-03T04:33:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.net"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.net/standalone/56433277" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musicplaylist.net/download/56433277"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musicplaylist.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribes:180724</id>
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    <title>Crows Zero</title>
    <published>2008-12-28T22:02:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-28T22:04:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://a4.vox.com/6a00d09e4eab64be2b00d4141fb2946a47-500pi" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched &amp;quot;Crows Zero&amp;quot; and now have a big crush on Oguri Shun.. &lt;br /&gt;Don't tell my fiance. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can watch it here if you want to fall in love yourself; &lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/crows-zero/"&gt;www.mysoju.com/crows-zero/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have the urge to fight really bad. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribes:180414</id>
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    <title>bribes @ 2008-12-10T21:38:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-11T02:44:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-11T02:44:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/3836/img85712fh5.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been far too long wouldn't you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has been on my mind as of late including the whole California move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a big question mark on how I'm going to go about doing this... &amp;amp; what would be the right or wrong decisions is completely lost to me. I can't make up my mind on anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wish he could come here and help me. &lt;br /&gt;It's making me hate him... I fucking hate that he's useless to me at a time when I need him the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribes:180129</id>
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    <title>bribes @ 2008-11-09T05:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-09T10:49:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-09T10:49:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img371.imageshack.us/img371/8691/img73592wg9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be happy...&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;need &lt;/strong&gt;to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now realize that i'm gonna have to fight for it..&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i've actually been having these weird episodes where i get a warning sign at the beginning of a decision and usually when i make my choice, i knew i made the wrong choice. right off the bat i've got a bad feeling about it but i do it anyway just to be optimistic and it turns around and bites me in the ass. 2nd time tonight... just a really bad night as was the first. i've been getting these signs and i think i need to start listening to them because i feel like if i don't it's going to take a turn for the worse and into something life-threatening. i don't know why i feel this way but i do. i've never had such warning signs before.. i really need to start listening. maybe i'm crazy.. but maybe, just maybe, i'm right. tonight was full off fail and monday will be as well. my job is on the line and i'm not even sure if i want it. at my current salary, i'm never going to save enough money for california. i have an idea though but any other route but my current, means i'm out of a job when i get to california. so i'm weighing out the odds and i'm still quite uncertain. i've got 2 months to save up... but if i get a higher-paying job i can get more money but once i hit cali, i'm out of a job and broke again if i don't find another job asap. i'm so stressed... it's insane.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got an appointment with a psychologist on the 9th of december.&lt;br /&gt;fucking win. my life is fucking &lt;strong&gt;win&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>ack</title>
    <published>2008-10-27T20:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-27T20:03:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm tired of everything right now,&lt;br /&gt;this very moment in time...&lt;br /&gt;fucking tiiiiiiirrrrreeedd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="533" width="400" border="1" src="http://img208.imageshack.us/img208/6193/img71672in1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh life's little surprises and lack there of..&lt;br /&gt;i fucking love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm lying. that's my sarcasm kicking in and in all honesty i fucking hate people.&lt;br /&gt;fucking douche bag trying to pull moves on me last night.&lt;br /&gt;if i wanted to suck your fucking dick, kid, i'd be the first to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;ugh. disgusting fucking mexican.&lt;br /&gt;why can't i just smoke with chill people who don't want anything from me aside from company..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bribes:179460</id>
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    <title>bribes @ 2008-10-23T23:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-24T03:52:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-24T08:33:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="525" width="700" src="http://img261.imageshack.us/img261/5207/img71232na2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="700" src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/4562/img71252bk8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="467" width="350" src="http://img243.imageshack.us/img243/6781/img71322md1.jpg" alt="" /&gt; &lt;img height="467" width="350" src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/6571/img71222vj2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="700" src="http://img266.imageshack.us/img266/7924/img71302yt8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="700" src="http://img503.imageshack.us/img503/4801/img71292eq9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="700" src="http://img523.imageshack.us/img523/8581/img71262dk6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="700" src="http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/6417/img71202kd8.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="700" src="http://img184.imageshack.us/img184/9823/img71182fy4.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="700" src="http://img503.imageshack.us/img503/6954/img71172tp9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img width="700" src="http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/8970/img71162et2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://img266.imageshack.us/img266/7084/img71332ny6.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;I'm really obsessed. I need to chillax Haha. I don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;My hormones and I&amp;nbsp;seem to be&amp;nbsp; battling it out to the death. I'm losing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news is I&amp;nbsp;got to smoke today. It was great and I&amp;nbsp;missed it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;I also miss taking pictures on a daily basis &amp;amp; not of myself &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish it weren't so cold. &lt;br /&gt;I'm dreading tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;I'm dreading every day onward because... fucking just because.. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like new emotions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>bribes @ 2008-10-23T11:34:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-23T15:41:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-23T15:50:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="449" width="700" src="http://img133.imageshack.us/img133/1664/55804291kp9.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so fucking sexually frustrated. i just want to pounce on my selected target &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;hahahah. fuck me. &lt;br /&gt;what's a girl to do. suffer, that's what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate times like this when i'm starving but there's nothing to eat. i really don't feel like walking to the grocery store but i guess i've got no choice at this point.&lt;br /&gt;i drank a lot last night and as blunt and as honest as i tend to get at those moments... i don't like it too much for the most part. &lt;br /&gt;i think it's mostly in combination of my current mental state. pressure/stress seems to be building up in the worst of ways.&lt;br /&gt;today, i smoke weed for the first time in months.&lt;br /&gt;whether it be with john (HIGHLY&amp;nbsp;UNLIKELY&amp;nbsp; but stiiiiiiiiilll hoping for this) or with my little 13-year old bff who i apparently got hooked on it... haha. either works because the outcome is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not &lt;em&gt;exactly &lt;/em&gt;the same *insert devious smirk&amp;nbsp; here*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PS; FUCK MCCAIN, FUCK PALIN. EAT SHIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Work.</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T04:35:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T04:37:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="470" width="700" src="http://img110.imageshack.us/img110/5817/36604980ox3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a reason to go to work now and it's quite exciting.&lt;br /&gt;i'm bad. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having to work on my day off never felt so rewarding :D &lt;br /&gt;gonna go study now!&lt;br /&gt;GOOD&amp;nbsp;DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Rawrzies</title>
    <published>2008-10-21T05:13:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-21T05:36:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="335" width="600" alt="" src="http://img372.imageshack.us/img372/7660/32810760gk0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm going to be a skunk for halloween. It's a done deal.&lt;br /&gt;Oh &amp;amp; my fucking GED test is saturday and I'm nervous as all hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I'm stupid?&lt;br /&gt;I mean when was the last time I&amp;nbsp;even took a goddamn test?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying not to speak about this directly but what do I have to hide... *shrug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought this was pretty awesome if you haven't seen it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Girlspeak To English Dictionary&lt;/h1&gt; Kenneth M. Gibson&amp;quot; &lt;a href="mailto:kmgibson@flash.net"&gt;kmgibson@flash.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;pre&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;She says                               English &lt;br /&gt;---------                              ------- &lt;br /&gt;We need                                I want&lt;br /&gt;It's your decision                     The correct decision should be&lt;br /&gt;                                         obvious by now&lt;br /&gt;Do what you want                       You'll pay for this later &lt;br /&gt;We need to talk                        I need to complain &lt;br /&gt;Sure...go ahead                        I don't want you to.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not upset                          Of course I'm upset, you moron. &lt;br /&gt;You're...so manly                      You need a shave and you sweat&lt;br /&gt;                                         a lot.&lt;br /&gt;You're certainly attentive tonight.    Is sex all you ever think about?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not emotional!  And I'm not        I have PMS.&lt;br /&gt;  overreacting!&lt;br /&gt;Be romantic, turn out the lights.      I have flabby thighs. &lt;br /&gt;This kitchen is so inconvenient.       I want a new house.&lt;br /&gt;I want new curtains                    and carpeting, furniture, wallpaper...&lt;br /&gt;Hang the picture there                 No, I mean hang it there! &lt;br /&gt;I heard a noise                        I noticed you were almost asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Do you love me?                        I'm going to ask for something&lt;br /&gt;                                         expensive.&lt;br /&gt;How much do you love me?               I did something today you're&lt;br /&gt;                                         really not going to like...&lt;br /&gt;I'll be ready in a minute.             Kick off your shoes and find a&lt;br /&gt;                                         good game on T.V.&lt;br /&gt;Is my butt fat?                        Tell me I'm beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;You have to learn to communicate.      Just agree with me. &lt;br /&gt;Are you listening to me!?              [Too late, your dead.] &lt;br /&gt;Yes                                    No&lt;br /&gt;No                                     No &lt;br /&gt;Maybe                                  No&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.                             You'll be sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like this recipe?               It's easy to fix, so you'd&lt;br /&gt;                                         better get get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not yelling!                       Yes I am yelling because I&lt;br /&gt;                                         think this is important.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;In answer to the question &amp;quot;What's wrong?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;The same old thing.                    Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing.                               Everything.&lt;br /&gt;Everything.                            My PMS is acting up.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing, really.                       It's just that you're such a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about it.         Go away, I'm still building up&lt;br /&gt;                                         evidence against you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Oh My.</title>
    <published>2008-10-14T13:47:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-14T13:47:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img height="525" width="700" src="http://img410.imageshack.us/img410/9597/img6966222ql3.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="467" width="700" src="http://img389.imageshack.us/img389/494/45842223zx1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm trying to get a second job so I can save money at a faster pace and get to Cali already to be with my love. &lt;br /&gt;I just have so much to get done before I pack my shit and leave, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking this test soon. Haven't really been studying... Bad. Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;I need to pack a box of things to send to Cali separately from my luggage because lord knows I've got a lot of shit.&lt;br /&gt;He says I can always come back for my things but even so, I know I won't be back anytime soon.. not really.. So I best get everything together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i was a more organized person. I guess I &lt;em&gt;am &lt;/em&gt;when I want to be but... I guess not now. I wish I didn't have to work. It's bringing me down &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>bribes @ 2008-10-11T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-12T01:55:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-12T01:57:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i miss my fiance a lot... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;suckage&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="441" width="600" src="http://img129.imageshack.us/img129/9256/26838837zf7.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>upgrade</title>
    <published>2008-09-06T19:48:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-06T19:48:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so marshalls is having an end of the season sale and everything is down to nothing. since i am obsessed with shopping and clothes and whatnot i ended up getting three theory (&lt;a href="http://www.saksfifthavenue.com/main/ProductArray.jsp?FOLDER%3C%3Efolder_id=2534374302158141&amp;amp;ASSORTMENT%3C%3East_id=1408474399545537&amp;amp;bmUID=1220730250433&amp;amp;use_parent=2"&gt;examples of clothes&lt;/a&gt;) jackets for $5 each. now mind you the retail price for these jackets ranged from $350 - $450 so i'm quite excited about them. especially since they fit like a glove. i also held these two theory pants for my mom, which she loves :) good times. i brought home two garbage bags full of stuff. only downside is these shoes i bought were two different sizes so now i've got to go back and hopefully find the other side! &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; ah well. can't win them all. pictures of everything i bought later. gotta get ready for work. joy.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>nada</title>
    <published>2008-09-05T02:33:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-05T02:33:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img90.imageshack.us/img90/2856/43457195lq0.png"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jamie fell off his bike and his face basically took the grunt of it. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; he had to get stitches and probably won't be able to work for a while. really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i recently got into a fight with a customer at work and ended up leaving 40 minutes into my shift. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i really need a new job. i need something else because this just isn't working out in the least bit.</content>
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    <title>news</title>
    <published>2008-08-19T04:17:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-19T04:25:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Check out StyleMob, a new community for street fashion enthusiasts! Click on the image below to join and we'll automatically be friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stylemob.com/register.php?invite_code=blo7d0l7s56dl"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stylemob.com/templates/styletagg/images/Stylemobe_post_smB.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; i'm engaged. moving to cali by the end of this year, hopefully, to be with my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/9203/img57693af1.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>new</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T10:17:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-16T10:17:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">new ink, new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img512.imageshack.us/img512/3448/img46432ju4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life finally has direction and i'm diggin' it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img529.imageshack.us/img529/2134/img47032jl4.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img362.imageshack.us/img362/8904/img47372ym3.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img522.imageshack.us/img522/372/untitled1py6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img369.imageshack.us/img369/4151/img47082eu6.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/4427/img48142vq8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img210.imageshack.us/img210/509/img48192yw9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img512.imageshack.us/img512/9092/img48732zm8.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img514.imageshack.us/img514/1971/img47942yh0.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img504.imageshack.us/img504/2640/img48062wm9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img359.imageshack.us/img359/844/img47872il9.jpg" alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Air Show 3</title>
    <published>2008-05-27T00:12:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-27T00:12:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt;	&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/2523771824/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2206/2523771824_d14872a8db.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/rakeru/2523771824/"&gt;Air Show 3&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/rakeru/"&gt;daughter of terror&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;				&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt;	I've been sick for the past couple of days. My condition seems to be improving. I make it seem serious though when it really isn't, just a bad situation. Sean's flying in on Wednesday morning and the last thing I want is to get him sick. Although we'll probably spend most of our time in bed anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to haul ass to work on Sunday morning and it just didn't work out so instead I went to an air show that turned out to be a great fucking experience. Just so you know I lost my voice so I wasn't just trying to slack off. Plus I'll be off for a week and I really need any sort of money I can make right now. Mmmhmm. So That's it for now. I'll be adding more pictures later. Prepare yourself. This is my favourite shot of that day though. :)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>inside</title>
    <published>2008-05-12T07:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T07:14:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;all entries&lt;/b&gt;, old as well as new, are going to be public.&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt;.. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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