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  <title>Holden Caulfield</title>
  <subtitle>hates all you fucking phonies...</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Holden Caulfield</name>
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  <updated>2007-08-09T15:01:16Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:139488</id>
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    <title>ham on rye</title>
    <published>2007-08-09T15:01:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-09T15:01:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"the problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little bit more off you, until there was nothing left. at the age of 25 most people were finished. a whole god-damned nation of assholes driving automobiles, eating, having babies, doing everything in the worst way possible, like voting for the presidential candidate who reminded them most of themselves."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i could see the road ahead of me. i was poor and i was going to stay poor. but i didn't want money. i didn't know what i wanted. yes, i did. i wanted someplace to hide out, someplace where one didn't have to do anything. the thought of being something didn't only appall me, it sickened me. the thought of being a lawyer or a councilman or an engineer, anything like that, seemed impossible to me. to get married, to have children, to get trapped in the family structure. to go someplace to work everyday and to return. it was impossible. to do things, simple things, to be part of family picnics, christmas, the 4th of july, labor day, mother's day...was a man born just to endure those things and then die? i would rather be a dishwasher, return alone to a tiny room and drink myself to sleep."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:139106</id>
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    <title>12oz comes through again.</title>
    <published>2007-04-30T22:59:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-30T22:59:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Emerson Lake and Palmer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">4.24.2007&lt;br /&gt;TITUSVILLE, Fla. -- A 32-year-old teacher at Jackson Middle School was behind bars, Tuesday, accused of having sex with a middle school student. She was caught with the student in a van in a church parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wftv.com/news/13004161/detail.html"&gt;http://www.wftv.com/news/13004161/detail.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's her myspace!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/janethughes"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/janethughes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i'm $700 poorer now. so it goes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:138855</id>
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    <title>That's right</title>
    <published>2007-04-07T04:59:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-07T04:59:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">six years in the game. let's keep it real.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:138639</id>
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    <title>IV</title>
    <published>2007-03-29T22:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-29T22:17:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.rockstargames.com/iv"&gt;http://www.rockstargames.com/iv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus christ. i smell $700 down the drain by this fall.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:138291</id>
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    <title>A year has passed...</title>
    <published>2007-03-21T15:36:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-21T15:36:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stone Temple Pilots</lj:music>
    <content type="html">live and learn. look back and laugh. i ain't sweating it anymore. i've got nights filled with small time crime and dirty hands to focus my energy on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this kid wins the player of the year award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,258842,00.html"&gt;http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,258842,00.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:138152</id>
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    <title>Plot Keywords:Male Prostitution / Ostracism / Christmas / Drug Abuse / Drug Overdose</title>
    <published>2007-03-08T23:56:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-08T23:56:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">while leaving safeway yesterday i was approached by an employee who asked, "hey, aren't you the guy with the infamous myspace where the face is never shown?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;infamous? what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for anonymity.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:137962</id>
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    <title>imputedidentity @ 2007-03-05T16:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-06T00:41:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-06T00:41:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is the day &lt;br /&gt;Of the expanding man &lt;br /&gt;That shape is my shade &lt;br /&gt;There where I used to stand &lt;br /&gt;It seems like only yesterday &lt;br /&gt;I gazed through the glass &lt;br /&gt;At ramblers &lt;br /&gt;Wild gamblers &lt;br /&gt;That's all in the past &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You call me a fool &lt;br /&gt;You say it's a crazy scheme&lt;br /&gt;This one's for real &lt;br /&gt;I already bought the dream &lt;br /&gt;So useless to ask me why &lt;br /&gt;Throw a kiss and say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;I'll make it this time &lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to cross that fine line &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll learn to work the saxophone &lt;br /&gt;I'll play just what I feel &lt;br /&gt;Drink Scotch whisky all night long &lt;br /&gt;And die behind the wheel &lt;br /&gt;They got a name for the winners in the world &lt;br /&gt;I want a name when I lose &lt;br /&gt;They call Alabama the Crimson Tide &lt;br /&gt;Call me Deacon Blues &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back to the wall &lt;br /&gt;A victim of laughing chance &lt;br /&gt;This is for me &lt;br /&gt;The essence of true romance &lt;br /&gt;Sharing the things we know and love &lt;br /&gt;With those of my kind &lt;br /&gt;Libations &lt;br /&gt;Sensations&lt;br /&gt;That stagger the mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crawl like a viper &lt;br /&gt;Through these suburban streets &lt;br /&gt;Make love to these women &lt;br /&gt;Languid and bittersweet &lt;br /&gt;I'll rise when the sun goes down &lt;br /&gt;Cover every game in town &lt;br /&gt;A world of my own &lt;br /&gt;I'll make it my home sweet home &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the night&lt;br /&gt;Of the expanding the man &lt;br /&gt;I take one last drag &lt;br /&gt;As I approach the stand &lt;br /&gt;I cried when I wrote this song &lt;br /&gt;Sue me if I play too long &lt;br /&gt;This brother is free &lt;br /&gt;I'll be what I want to be &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://a732.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/52/l_999a2abf946ab09e7f95bf491e4f9dab.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:137693</id>
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    <title>The simple things in life.</title>
    <published>2007-03-03T01:41:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-03T01:41:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Steely Dan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">working the graveyard shift and having hours of free time can really give you time to think about the simple - oh so great - things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sometimes i think about the number of people who have shaken hands with the president of this country. you may ask, what's so terrific about that? i'll tell you. i'll guarantee that a lot of those people didn't wash their hands and as a result slipped the chief remnants of feces and semen. yummo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- being given the advice, "don't ever fall in love" from heartbroken men, and replying only with, "how fucking stupid do you think i am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- knowing that i'm being paid to masturbate, play videogames, and watch cartoons. and they wonder why i don't quit that shitty job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- having a diet that would kill a diabetic instantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- paying a dollar for records containing music that was without a doubt played while your parents concieved you. just a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- lastly, but certainly not least:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/c/c6/Re4boxart.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:137453</id>
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    <title>So we could never be a couple, hun</title>
    <published>2007-02-14T15:28:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-14T15:28:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck love. all i got for hoes is hard dick and bubble gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish this was a paid holiday.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:137083</id>
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    <title>So we pwned this funeral today</title>
    <published>2007-02-09T16:47:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-09T16:47:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Steely Dan - Deacon Blues</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"A person that played WoW died in real life, so the persons friends in WoW decide to have a funeral for him/her. But a guild full of nothing but assholes decides to invade the funeral kill everyone there, very sad group of people. This happend on the Illidan PvP server a few months ago."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ewP1zfm_Yqg"&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=ewP1zfm_Yqg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't laughed this hard in a looooong time. yes, i know i'm going to hell. feel free to crash my online funeral.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:136820</id>
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    <title>And so it was written</title>
    <published>2007-02-01T02:03:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-01T02:03:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Steely Dan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i come home from my thankless night job and eat two hotdogs and a can of tea for what should be considered breakfast. i watch free internet porn until i decide i should probably attempt to sleep. i put on some steely dan in hopes that it may sooth my jangled nerves. i lay in bed for what feels like hours after the record has stopped, and i'm already too lazy and warm to get up and flip the side. in time i fall unconcious and have dreams about god knows what. typically it involves me tripping over something and falling on my face. i wake up around 5pm feeling worse than i did when i first layed down. i find enough strength to walk to the kitchen and find myself something to eat for what should now be considered dinner. i'll have a candy bar and a soda, maybe some cereal if i'm up to the challenge. i spend the next few hours feeling burned out from my sugar intake and playing videogames because i don't feel like making an effort to do anything else. 10:45 rolls around and i'm ready to do the same thing over again. welcome to being 22, single-and most importantly-having a tremendous creativity block. life's not so bad afterall.</content>
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    <title>Nights in white linen...and hours wasted playing resident evil.</title>
    <published>2007-01-30T15:37:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-30T15:37:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Moody Blues</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Breathe deep the gathering gloom &lt;br /&gt;Watch lights fade from every room &lt;br /&gt;Bedsitter people look back and lament &lt;br /&gt;Another day's useless energy is spent &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impassioned lovers wrestle as one &lt;br /&gt;Lonely man cries for love and has none &lt;br /&gt;New mother picks up and suckles her son &lt;br /&gt;Senior citizens wish they were young &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cold hearted orb that rules the night&lt;br /&gt;Removes the colours from our sight &lt;br /&gt;Red is grey and yellow white &lt;br /&gt;But we decide which is right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And which is an illusion &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THERE'S NO CUDDLING IN PORNO!"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:136444</id>
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    <title>Another day</title>
    <published>2007-01-15T11:44:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-15T11:44:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's too cold to be outside tonight. winter keeps a criminal indoors.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:136007</id>
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    <title>The longest line</title>
    <published>2007-01-07T23:54:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-07T23:54:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">new year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- same god damn headache i thought had subsided. i'll just let time take its course.&lt;br /&gt;- good amount of paint at my disposal.&lt;br /&gt;- might as well take better care of myself this time around.&lt;br /&gt;- more books, more vinyl, more skating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep living. keep killing</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:135781</id>
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    <title>What?</title>
    <published>2006-12-30T23:30:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-30T23:30:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">remember last year when i said that 2006 would be really strange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasn't i right?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:135448</id>
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    <title>In the spirit of the season...</title>
    <published>2006-12-24T19:28:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T19:28:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Born Against</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'd like to share with you my favorite x-mas song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Born Against - X-Mas Eve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nation of nonbelievers unrepentant in their hearts pious one night out of every year ease the mind ditch the guilt and alls right and just on xmas eve the jokes on them the dead are never gonna rise again rise again on xmas morning three cheers for santy hip hooray our saintly concern for world peace lies at our feet undisguised as naked greed the joke's on them the dead are never gonna rise again and christ's dead flesh keeps right on rotting.</content>
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    <title>YALL</title>
    <published>2006-12-21T02:17:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-21T02:17:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i recently found out that going out at 3-4 in the morning during the winter may not be the brightest idea. imagine that, ink will not stick to an icy surface. the more you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y'all niggas are getting a dick in a box for x-mas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.madpakyderms.com/posterpics/propagandhi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must aquire this poster somehow. worth my 20 bucks? yes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:135059</id>
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    <title>From the "I'd Rather Be Flag-Burning" 10" split with I-SPY</title>
    <published>2006-12-16T02:56:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-16T02:56:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a song with at least four names. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Utter Crap Song", "The Woe-Is-Me-I'm-So-Misunderstood Song", "The About-As-Close-To-Emo-As-We'll-Ever-Get Song", and lastly, "This Song Is Short Because It's Not Political".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hid inside my room like a fucking coward (what? please kill me). &lt;br /&gt;the past eighteen months flashed before me in the last eight long hours. &lt;br /&gt;it was amazing you finally got a rise out of me. &lt;br /&gt;i laughed, i cried (well i tried, but i laughed again). &lt;br /&gt;who the fuck needs a caricature to be their friend? &lt;br /&gt;it's so fucking stupid. &lt;br /&gt;i'm just as scared and insecure as you (maybe even x2). &lt;br /&gt;and i wonder what you really thought of me. &lt;br /&gt;an intimate friend? a loud-mouth jerk or just a novelty? &lt;br /&gt;this is not an apology, just therapy, &lt;br /&gt;cuz as we all know (and apparently), &lt;br /&gt;i don't need anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ladies and gentleman. my god, axe grinding lyricial inspiration, and personal savior,  Chris Hannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.kvakpunkrock.cz/novinky/653propagandhi.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>imputedidentity @ 2006-12-15T16:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-16T00:40:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-16T00:41:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Vive La Fete - Touche Pas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"fuck art. let's kill" (hell yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should start a one man band. and you can all hate me (moreso.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french electropop is the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting way too weird for my own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mario 3, anyone?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:134655</id>
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    <title>Times</title>
    <published>2006-12-14T02:57:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-14T02:57:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j183/cokeisita1/Picture100-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone posted this on 12oz, in the north bay thread. clearly not my proudest moment. but i guess that's what happens when meathead skater kids rush you through the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to go through withdrawls. the spark seemed to have died out for a few months but maybe i've given my mind enough of a rest. it's time again to bend letters in every which way. granted, the scene is hot right now and the weather is anything but forgiving. spots are flooded out and johnny law himself would whore out his own mother to fill his quota. i'm thinking maybe i should go on a walk in the rain soon, from one side of town to the other. like old times. low profile and cutty. the holidays make me sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to piece, like a junkie needs a hit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit ain't over til it's over, son.</content>
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    <title>Seinfeld lost episode</title>
    <published>2006-11-30T22:29:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-30T22:29:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A.P.P.L.E</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ydyq7IXk6a8"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ydyq7IXk6a8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, kramer.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:134117</id>
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    <title>I want to know what love is</title>
    <published>2006-11-24T00:47:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-24T00:47:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want you to show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually, i'd rather you didn't.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year ago today was the greatest god damned day of my life. praise the man in the milkshake costume and the anti-climatic "happy thanksgiving" at the end of the night from slim's staff, which seemed to recieve little if any approval. then again, what would you expect from a crowd like that?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:imputedidentity:133828</id>
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    <title>Join the voluntary human extinction movement</title>
    <published>2006-11-21T15:38:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-21T15:38:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>F.Y.P - Big Fish In A Polluted Gutter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">- people at work need to stop fucking asking me about my wife. really, if i were married don't you think i'd be a lot more miserable?&lt;br /&gt;- they gave me thanksgiving off. what's up with this? i want my time and a half. what the hell am i supposed to do on thanksgiving anyway, hang out with my family?&lt;br /&gt;- 600 bones for a ps3? suck a dick, sony. and swallow 60 gb of jizz while you're at it. i'm sticking to browsing flea markets for nintendo and genesis games.&lt;br /&gt;- i'm convinced i've already lived the greatest day of my life, so what's next?</content>
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    <title>Shoot that poison arrow!</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T04:49:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T04:49:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">[A is for age:]&lt;br /&gt;21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[B is for best friend:]&lt;br /&gt;my hands and my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[C is for crush:]&lt;br /&gt;i'm too cool and too jaded for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[D is for favorite drink:]&lt;br /&gt;arizona tall cans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[E is for essential item you use everyday:]&lt;br /&gt;pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[F is for favorite song at the moment:]&lt;br /&gt;over the hills and far away. pink floyd - the nile song comes in close second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[G is for favorite game]&lt;br /&gt;videogames keep me indoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[H is for hometown:]&lt;br /&gt;hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[I is for instruments you play:]&lt;br /&gt;guitar. anything i can get my hands on, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[J is for favorite fruit juice?:]&lt;br /&gt;arizona tea owns all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[K is for kids?]&lt;br /&gt;pretty good movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[L is for last kiss:]&lt;br /&gt;good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[M is for marriage:]&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[N is for # of siblings]&lt;br /&gt;some half siblings i don't talk to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[O is for overnight hospital stays]&lt;br /&gt;surgery as a kid. oh, the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P is for phobias:]&lt;br /&gt;the man. you know, &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Q is for quote:]&lt;br /&gt;fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[R is for biggest regret]&lt;br /&gt;breaking my ankle, if anything. major setback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[S is for self confidence:]&lt;br /&gt;me? i just get by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[T is for time you wake up:]&lt;br /&gt;whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[U is for underwear:]&lt;br /&gt;sure, why not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[V is for vegetable you love:]&lt;br /&gt;terri shiavo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[W is for worst habit:]&lt;br /&gt;apathy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[X is for x-rays you've had]&lt;br /&gt;chest, ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Y is for yummy food you make:]&lt;br /&gt;top ramen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Z is for zodiac sign:]&lt;br /&gt;i'm the zodiac killer. ya heard?</content>
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    <title>Because everyone loves cat drama</title>
    <published>2006-11-04T02:07:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-04T02:07:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/119/288054483_3305b35262_o.jpg"&gt;</content>
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