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  <title>The Scoop</title>
  <subtitle>on what's hip.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-11-16T17:40:23Z</updated>
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    <title>they_got_lost @ 2006-11-16T12:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T17:40:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T17:40:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Rules: Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/ habits about yourself. People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. At the end you need to choose 6 people to be tagged and list their names. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I obsessivley clean my ears. Usually a few times a day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I drive windows down all the time. Unless the rain blows in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I start books all the time, and never finish reading them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  I introduce people to my twin sister. They don't like the fruit basket she brings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  The only cloths I wear inside my house are boxer briefs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Always sleep in socks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I wear shorts no matter what the weather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I always eat my fries first. Can't take a bite of the burger until I eat all the fries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  I try to eat around the center of my sandwhices. The center is the best part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  My brother and I randomly quote all types of things. All the time it's quotes with us. Or just me stumbling into his room to say random shit. I think it brightens up his day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag, Shane</content>
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    <title>they_got_lost @ 2006-10-09T20:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-09T20:38:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-09T20:38:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We went to North Carolina to see Steph's grandma. It was pretty cool. On the way there and back we stopped at South of the Border. It's a little lame, but you have to go there atleast once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, If you don't want to hang out, just say so. you don't have to pretend.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:6694</id>
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    <title>woohoo</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T21:25:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-06T21:25:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night Steph and I got real drunk. We were hanging out in the kitchen with Shane and Bobby when my dad and his woman go to walk to the door. My dad noticing I'm drunk already says, "How the hell did you buy beer anyway?" and then the best answer to any question ever was presented. Being shirtless I just flexed my arms and said, "MUSCLES!!!" Oh man, then I fell on the floor laughing. What a good time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:6520</id>
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    <title>I am a celebrity</title>
    <published>2006-09-03T17:15:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-03T17:15:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - share vintage photographs with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - share vintage photographs with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/42/33/4233_9474ec10bf444di7w918.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - genealogy software with facial recognition technology" alt="MyHeritage - genealogy software with facial recognition technology" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/47/94/4794_47436d20bf440pmbkt18.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - family and genealogy" alt="MyHeritage - family and genealogy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/F/storage/site1/files/53/33/5333_74504e30bf44z81qjk18.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:6261</id>
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    <title>Awesome</title>
    <published>2006-06-06T20:28:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-06T20:28:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Somefriends and I hung out downtown Sunday. It was pretty sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, that's right, no body called me. So, what I mean is that on Sunday I sat at home with not much to do, it was kind of boring.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:6093</id>
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    <title>Dr. Livejournal</title>
    <published>2006-04-25T21:03:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-25T21:03:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Radiohead- "National Anthem</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Livejournal, I am writing you this letter becaue I'm sorry. I'm sorry I have constantly neglected you. But there hasn't been much to write about until recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I ever did write about it or not, but for almost the past 3 months I've been dating a wonderful girl named Stephanie. Long story short, she's awesome, and lives at my house now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in my last entry I spoke of quitting my job, and I have been unemployed since. Until last week when I got a job at Walgreens. I was going to be a cashier, which would have kind of blown, but I'm doing photo instead. It's more money, and more fun. Today was rather hectic, but I made it through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it's going good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:5763</id>
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    <title>It's been a good while</title>
    <published>2006-03-08T23:41:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-08T23:41:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TMBG- "Kiss Me son of God"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I get a call from Karmi, but I was a bit busy at the time, so I told Shane to tell her I'd call back in a few. When I did the conversation went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T: Hey, you called?&lt;br /&gt;K: Yeah, did you get my message?&lt;br /&gt;T:no.&lt;br /&gt;K: Oh, well I though Stevie needed a ride home from school, but my dad is getting him.&lt;br /&gt;T: okay cool. Why would he need a ride?&lt;br /&gt;K: something about saying weird things in school and they didn't want him to ride the bus home.&lt;br /&gt;T: Odd. Hey did I tell you the news. I quit my job.&lt;br /&gt;K: Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;T: Yeah, I put in at Wal-Greens, I'm going to turn in an application at Papa John's, I'm going to a wholesale bakery later today, and I'm gonna make a resumé for receptionist jobs.&lt;br /&gt;K: Yeah, Food Lion sucked.&lt;br /&gt;T: I know.&lt;br /&gt;K: I'm burning this piece of paper in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;T: What?&lt;br /&gt;K: Yeah. I'm looking at everything on my walls and I just want to burn it down. &lt;br /&gt;T: Random.&lt;br /&gt;K: Yeah, but I hate this place. I think I'll burn my house down.&lt;br /&gt;T: That's cool&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: Well, I left my purse at school so there is nothing important in here. I wish my mom was here so I could kill her.&lt;br /&gt;T: Yeah, she's a bitch sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;K: I want to move out, so if I killed her I'd go to jail, and I wouldnt' have to pay rent.&lt;br /&gt;T: It'd be a sweet set-up.&lt;br /&gt;K: It would kind of ruin my plans though.&lt;br /&gt;T: Lots of people become lawyers in jail.&lt;br /&gt;K:hahahah. Hey, there is a big hole in my yard.&lt;br /&gt;T: Okay...&lt;br /&gt;K: Well, I stepped in it, and I kept sinking. I think it's a badger hole.&lt;br /&gt;T: that's not strange or random at all.&lt;br /&gt;K: There is some fur in the yard. Not like a dead badger,but patches of fur. I'm gonna find the badger in my yard.&lt;br /&gt;T: ...&lt;br /&gt;K: Hey, there is a big stick.&lt;br /&gt;T: *chuckles*&lt;br /&gt;K: It's pretty big, and it's curved. Like a big fishing pole. I think I'll go fishing with this stick.&lt;br /&gt;T: I'll leave you to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, it was a riviting converstation, and I learned a lot.</content>
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    <title>WooHoo!!!</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T00:45:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T00:45:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TMBG- "Become a Robot"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm good, rather happy, and I can't get her off my mind.</content>
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    <title>Call the men of Science</title>
    <published>2006-01-30T07:02:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-30T07:02:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Guess!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Let them hear this song&lt;br /&gt;Tell them Albert Einstein and Capernacus were wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The World's address&lt;br /&gt;a place that's worn&lt;br /&gt;a sad pun&lt;br /&gt;that reflects a sadder mess</content>
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    <title>MEET JAMES ENSOR!!!</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T06:34:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-27T06:34:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>They Might Be Giants- "Bastard Wants to Hit Me"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">God, I listen to that song like 8 times a day, a long with "Four to Two", "She's and Angel", "Museum of Idiots", "Put Your Hand Inside the Puppet Hand", "Don't Lets Start", and "They Got Lost."  Soooooooo goooooooddddd. They Might Be Giants puts me in this awesome mood. Like, I love life soooooooo much when I listen to them. It's not like I don't normally love life, they just make it that much better. I'm making a best of cd of TMBG for my car, so if you often ride in it, be prepared to hear the awesome all the time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've now watched every movie in the Dolemite collection and I have to say "Disco Godfather" blew like no body's business. Holy shit, worst movie I've ever seen. The others were okay. "Petey Wheatstraw" drug on forever, but was damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to Greenville tomorrow, hooray. It will rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it's Mozart's 250th Birthday. Woohoo, go Mozart. What do you get a guy that's been dead for 215 years?</content>
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    <title>The color of infinity inside of an empty glass.</title>
    <published>2006-01-23T08:36:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-23T08:36:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>TMBG- "Exquisite Dead Guy"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hooray for me, I recently got the complete They Might Be Giants discography. It's amazing, and I love it so much. Also, I got Shadow of the Colossus, and it's such a damn good game. If only everything in life were that simple. Material possessions have yet to fill any voids in my life. Although I don't really have a void, I'm sure they wouldn't. Though I was feeling very voidy Friday night when I bought SotC. The void feeling ended as soon as I stepped foot in Waffle House, of course. Coffee heals all wounds, and fills every void.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is already booked up. I'm going to Greenville, Wren aswell. It will be one of our less pointless road excursions. We will be hanging out with Kristofer in his side of the state. It's usually vice versa and for one night only. Friday, Saturday, and parts of Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've listened to like 3 songs while writing this entry, and I've loved them all. They Might Be Giants was made for me. Deep and such, though wimsical and silly and random, and just a little insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to crawl into a hole filled with Kafka, Burroughs, SotC, and TMBG for a week. I'll come out so dazed and</content>
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    <title>Wierd lyrics you say?</title>
    <published>2006-01-14T03:09:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-14T03:09:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A volitale cocktail of genre's, all stuff that Shane hates.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Here is another one of my absolute favorite songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certain People I can Name"&lt;br /&gt;by They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The few surviving samurai survey the battlefield&lt;br /&gt;Count the arms, the legs and heads and then divide by 5&lt;br /&gt;Drenched in blood they move across the screen&lt;br /&gt;Do I need to point or do you see the one I mean&lt;br /&gt;The one in back, the way he acts&lt;br /&gt;Is he reminding you of anyone we know&lt;br /&gt;Isn't he so like certain people I could name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway through the thirty minutes&lt;br /&gt;Halfway round the world&lt;br /&gt;Here's the story on the genocidal overlord&lt;br /&gt;In the palace with her epilettes&lt;br /&gt;Watch her little gestures as she lights her cigarette&lt;br /&gt;Look at her, you must see it too&lt;br /&gt;Is she reminding you of anyone we know&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she so like certain people I could name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disembodied and detached a voice describes the scene&lt;br /&gt;As a lizard stalks a helpless creature on TV&lt;br /&gt;Music underscores the tragedy&lt;br /&gt;Eyes with no expression watch the unsuspecting prey&lt;br /&gt;Who is it like, doesn't it strike&lt;br /&gt;You as the very image of someone we know&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it so like certain people--how could anybody miss&lt;br /&gt;The obvious and the uncanny and the clear resemblance&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it just like certain people I could name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a good song. After I thought about it, I really relate to this song too.</content>
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    <title>Finally.</title>
    <published>2006-01-12T17:23:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-12T17:23:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Borknagar- "Future Reminiscence"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">After much thought and singing, I decided on a Borknagar song to post. Here are the lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borknagar&lt;br /&gt;"Inner Ocean Hypothesis"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Algae and plankton sporadically rinsed up effectively.&lt;br /&gt;Seaweed clad naked continents in green veils.&lt;br /&gt;From stardust constructions, cells elusively.&lt;br /&gt;Rearranged the scenery in numerous scales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primitive organism, predecessor of mutations.&lt;br /&gt;Along the evolutionary ladder crawled ashore.&lt;br /&gt;In water transformed during thousand generations.&lt;br /&gt;Then made its debut on the primary action floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still its ensemble accumulates our presence.&lt;br /&gt;The expression of oceans lurk inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The building block, water, is our essence.&lt;br /&gt;We're like a moving, perpendicular, biological tide.&lt;br /&gt;Salt spices blood, sweat and tears.&lt;br /&gt;As the bodily recipe's most essential grain.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the wave creator, Heart, pulsation rears.&lt;br /&gt;As rivers through what anatomy calls veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And limestone-white structures hold our marrow.&lt;br /&gt;As in marine animals that swim free.&lt;br /&gt;(But we're) separated, through tiny variations along time's arrow.&lt;br /&gt;Unknown to the fetus in the Amniotic Sea.&lt;br /&gt;The quintuple man, the five senses division.&lt;br /&gt;Add two for the number of world's oceans.&lt;br /&gt;And two hidden gene threads may fulfil that vision.&lt;br /&gt;Intuition and instinct create the seven faceted motion.&lt;br /&gt;Particles that once streamed astray.&lt;br /&gt;Now form the basis in our DNA.&lt;br /&gt;Salt spices blood, sweat and tears.&lt;br /&gt;As the bodily recipe's most essential grain.&lt;br /&gt;Due to the wave creator, Heart, pulsation rears.&lt;br /&gt;As rivers through what anatomy calls veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is a link to download it, which you should: &lt;a href="http://images.freddyg.multiply.com/song/1/20/full/UmFuZG9tSVYRX8.lyDVcnA20kvOcrpU3U1o44cLTD6dk3QmPUTmZ,A==/10-borknagar-the_inner_ocean_hypothesis-esc.mp3"&gt;http://images.freddyg.multiply.com/song/1/20/full/UmFuZG9tSVYRX8.lyDVcnA20kvOcrpU3U1o44cLTD6dk3QmPUTmZ,A==/10-borknagar-the_inner_ocean_hypothesis-esc.mp3&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Damn you Oystein and Vintersorg!!!</title>
    <published>2006-01-11T18:58:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-11T18:58:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Borknagar- all of their work.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I listen to a Borknagar song, and I was all like, "damn, that's good, I'll go post those lyrics as an LJ entry." Then I listened to another, and another and another. Now I want to post atleast two albums worth of Borknagar Lyrics. It's just ssssoooooo good. It's been a while since I listened to them, but now I remember why I refer to them as one of my favorite bands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard them, you have to check them out. Especially if you like, science, evolution, and the cosmos. It's Progressive Black Viking Metal, but Wren and I shorten it to Science or Cosmic Metal.</content>
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    <title>Damn, it's been a while.</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T09:21:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-08T09:21:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gorillaz-"Fire Coming Out of a Monkey's Head"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, I never update this guy, and it's usually useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So uh, I went to our giant traditional week early Christmas deal. My Great Uncle Edward confronts me, cause the graduation check he wrote me never cleared the bank. I suspect that my mom lost it.  So he decided to write me a new one, which is great. Except, the card was horrid. The front says Graduate real big, and under it says, "May you always have the blessing of faith- in God and yourself." The inside talks about how faith is good cause it gives you strength and confidence. Nope. I get confidence from being me. I'm just fucking awesome.  I don't have faith in much, but down deep, I know I'm the shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So get this, 2 days before Christmas, I fucking swallow a kaleidoscope lens. bigger than a damn quarter. Why you ask? Because I can, and I hadn't before. Oh it was painful, I spent 5 hours in the ER, got pain pills, and regained the ability to swallow without grimacing the next day. Sufficed to say, it sucked and I won't do it again, though it wasn't all bad. The ER is fun, and people were genuinely concerned about me. Also, a hardy thanks to those of you who knew that night and were concerned. Sorry I put you through that, but know that being worried about me is like worrying about vegetable creatures attacking, terminally unnecessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was spent playing Bocce with mom's side. I got wiper blades, gift certificates, a shake light, and a check. I made out pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Years eve at Lauren's, uneventful but enjoyable none the less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Waffle Housing. A lot of work. A little reading. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie day at my place somewhere in here. Pretty fun, expected more people, but what can you expect. It was a full room anyways. Also finally met the Thomas. Seemed like an alright guy to me, but I didn't smell him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday with the boys. Me, Wren, Sexy Dave, Johnnie, and Nathan. Dinner at Tsunami, group bathroom trip at Charleston place, milk shakes at Hyman's courtesy of Wren's Dad, and a Waffle House trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie/Arby's last night with MK, Lauren, and Wren. and not to mention sitting in Lauren's "Drive Head" for a couple of hours. A rather fun night. Thanks again for the warmth, talking cat Sally, your the best human sized talking cat ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry was entirely too long. Maybe I should update more often? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shit, almost forgot, I got my nipples pierced the other day. check out the picture on my myspace at www.myspace.com/trey_g</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:2945</id>
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    <title>Shoot boy, I'm gonna get a new bike.</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T17:43:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T17:45:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Snmnmnm- "Zombie Girlfriend"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="500" style="border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I've been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In July I ruled Canada as a kind and benevolent dictator &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(700 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In April I punched &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_hipphemp420' lj:user='hipphemp420' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://hipphemp420.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://hipphemp420.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;hipphemp420&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the arm &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-10 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Saturday I pushed &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_duffey' lj:user='duffey' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://duffey.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://duffey.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;duffey&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the mud &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-17 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In September I put gum in &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_howardeanish0t' lj:user='howardeanish0t' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://howardeanish0t.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://howardeanish0t.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;howardeanish0t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s hair &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(-12 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last month I helped &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_vikinglady' lj:user='vikinglady' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://vikinglady.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://vikinglady.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; across the street &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(6 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I've been &lt;b&gt;nice&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size="-3" color="gray"&gt;(667 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a new bike&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;they_got_lost&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action="http://triggur.org/dearsanta/"&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type="text" name="uname" size="20"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Write Santa!"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:2802</id>
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    <title>Here's a damn surver for you!</title>
    <published>2005-11-28T06:22:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-28T06:22:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Whiring of the Silver Tower by The Taylor Residence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What is your power color? Hmmmm...Russian Red&lt;br /&gt;When you are sick/sad/lonely/depressed what food do you turn to? (Peaches and cream, mashed potatoes, etc.?) Olives.  Straigh up green olives. &lt;br /&gt;If you were to be on the prowl for a date, where would your hunting ground be? uh, no idea.  iI don't really prowl for dates, or know where to find interesting people. &lt;br /&gt;When faced with the news that someone you love has died/someone you know has been in an accident/someone is breaking up with you, what is the first thing you do? Usually, I subconsciously makes jokes to humor myself, so I can keep composure. &lt;br /&gt;How old do you feel? atm 77, usually anywhere inbetween 3-1,000,000&lt;br /&gt;What is Heaven like to you? fake, and boring.  It's all no sinning, and all that bull shit. Now, Paradise and Heaven are two different things. &lt;br /&gt;What is Hell like to you? I like Dante's hell.  Good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;What do you think of Earth so far? A planet over-populated with the useless human race, and some pretty awesome fish. &lt;br /&gt;What is your dream? I'd get locked up if I told you. So we'll keep it at mass murder. &lt;br /&gt;What would you wish to leave to the world? humanless&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die? hail of gunfire, or terminal illness&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe your childhood? childlike, average you know. &lt;br /&gt;In one word, how would you describe your sex life so far? ( If you even have one...) Celebucy&lt;br /&gt;In one word, how would you describe your education so far? free&lt;br /&gt;Respond with one word to the following: (Preferably the first thing that comes into your head.)&lt;br /&gt;Dancing. bad&lt;br /&gt;Sex. never&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti. excellent.&lt;br /&gt;Racoons. fur.&lt;br /&gt;Cats. ewww&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter. over-rated&lt;br /&gt;J.R.R Tolkien. see above&lt;br /&gt;NASA. useless&lt;br /&gt;George Bush. failure(like all presidents/governments for that matter.)&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe your clothing style? It's made of cloth.  and consists of t-shirts, and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;How would you describe your underwear? boxers and briefs at the same time&lt;br /&gt;If you could be immortal, here on Earth, would you choose to be? fuck that shit.  I already want to die sometimes now. &lt;br /&gt;What does 'romantic' mean to you? I'm drawing a blank. (due to childhood issues, I have troubles with intimacy, and sometimes the concept of couples baffles me.) If I must, a home cooked meal for a significant other, even when you are horrible at cooking. &lt;br /&gt;What does 'hate' mean to you? It's my driving force.  I do almost everything out of hate. I'm trying to quit, but then I'll have no drive. &lt;br /&gt;What does 'love' mean to you? A false emotion. A word tossed around so much it no longer has meaning.  When I hear love, I think teenage girls, they are the only ones who usually care to tell you what they think love is. &lt;br /&gt;In your humble opinion, is sexual deviation (whips, chains, animal fur, numerous people) wrong? whatever you're into. &lt;br /&gt;What is the point of music, true music? simple: to entertain, and/or a mode of expressing one's self.  &lt;br /&gt;What is going through your mind as you take this survey? damn, I'm hungry.  I haven't eaten since like friday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, there you have it. Even though no body reads this shit anyways.  That's why I usually only up date Myspace.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:2422</id>
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    <title>All this science, I don't understand. It's just my job.</title>
    <published>2005-11-24T21:10:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-24T21:10:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Minor Threat- "I Don't Want to Hear It"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Woohoo.  I got paid for being a Guinea pig.  I rock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been drinking iodine since monday, to protect my thyroid glands from radiation.  Then I went to MUSC yesterday.  Met up with Gina, pissed in a cup, got some blood taken, got a saline injection, waited for like 20 minutes with a needle in my arm.  This is the part that pisses me off, not the needle, not a big deal at all, but this guy walks over from across the hall, where he has been looking at SHOES ON THE INTERNET with his coworkers for like half and hour. He goes, "Hi, I'm David i'll be doing your scan today. I'm gonna inject you with this shit."  He didn't tell me what it was, but it had been explained to me by Erin Eudaly, so I was cool.  Still, not cool to just walk up with a big ass needle full of this shit that's glowing green, and just inject someone.  See, I had a needle already in there from earlier.  Kind of like a place holder.  I ask him to take it out, and he says he'll do it later, in-case I have a reaction the radioactive shit he just pumped me full of.  It takes him 20 minutes to come back and take the damn thing out.  So I just take a nap, with the damn thing in there.  It was annoying, but I eventually got to sleep.  Then I had to wait 30 minutes for the radiation to reach my brain.  Then the scan began.  It was a SPECT scan, kind of like a CT scan.  Just scans the head.  They strapped me to the table so that I wouldn't move.  Again, I went to sleep with all this straps on, annoying but i got over.  After all this they gave me 190 bucks cash.  It was kind of scary, walking around a dark parking garage with a wad of cash in my pocket, but I didn't get mugged.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, totally worth it.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:2252</id>
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    <title>When the truth is found, to be lies...</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T07:06:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T07:06:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Borknagar- "View of the Everlast"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">For like an hour my neighbor's car alarm was going off, and she's like 70 so I didn't think she'd here it.  I went over to alert her.  During the walk there she came out and asked me about it, and thanked me for my concern.  On the walk home I was entranced by the moon.  It was large, full, and just a wondrous sight. No, this isn't the first time I've stared at the moon. Hell, last night I was at the waterfront downtown staring at it.  So I sit on my steps and continue to stare.  My thoughts began to roam.  Looking at the stars I realized that the don't show as brightly as they used to.  I know the reason is the influx of people, bringing about an influx of establishments. The area has grown a lot in the 17 years I've lived here, and I don't like it.  It fuels my hate for capitalism even more.  So I started thinking about capitalist oppression, and how I felt like the soul of the individual was slowly being phased out.  I know it sounds weird, to have me the communist talking about the individual.  And for a brief moment I even hated communism.  For a moment I fell from grace, and lost faith in the one thing that has given me hope for the last few years.  I mean, long ago I had forsaken god for logic, so I found hope and happiness in communism.  There I was, sitting under that brilliantly glowing moon, completely unhappy, and a lot less composed than normal. When all of the sudden Jefferson Airplane's "Somebody to Love" kicked on in my head. If you don't know it, here is the poignant parts:&lt;br /&gt;"When the truth is found&lt;br /&gt;to be lies&lt;br /&gt;and all the joy&lt;br /&gt;within you dies&lt;br /&gt;don't you want somebody to love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that having somebody to love wouldn't help anything.  It would just be someone to share my sorrows, and that isn't what I needed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eventually pulled myself together, and embraced what a wonderful night it was.  I just wanted it known that I was human, and have moments where I'm not the coolest fucking thing ever.  Maybe being able to connect to my peers makes me even cooler, hopefully.  Because what doesn't make me cooler, makes me a lame  ass biotch.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>Meh.</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T05:02:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T05:02:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blood, Sweat, and Tears- "Spinning Wheel"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Not much to say.  I went to the mall with Jon Worth, Jason, and Sexy Dave. We had a fucking blast. We then headed to Best Buy, and me and Jon played the hell out of Mario Superstrikers, I have to get that damn game. I will train, and beat Jon.  We proceeded to meet Wren, Rebecca, Alex, Julianne, Kayla, Katie, Josh, Andrew, Donovan, and Ed at the movies.  Some people left after paying for a ticket.  It was War of the Worlds at the broke ass old theater.  It blew, the effects were cool, but I can't stand that little girl.  Daniel Fanning or whatever the fuck her name is.  Funnies fucking part, Tom Cruise gets fucking panged by a damn shovel. It was amazing.  Me and the Sexiest of Daves were cracking jokes from beginning to end.  I kept calling the little girl a stupid ho, and telling Cruise to smack a ho.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after the movie, someone in the grouped freaked the hell out at me, because me and Dave were talking.  I won't say who, but you may know.  It pissed me off at the time, but now I find it funny.  I'm very contented and smug for acting up now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I got a Blood, Sweat, and Tears album at Best Buy, and it kicks major ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a pretty good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you haven't heard yet, me and Julianne aren't together anymore, just a heads up if you didn't hear.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:they_got_lost:1708</id>
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    <title>Just a bit of an update.</title>
    <published>2005-09-09T10:15:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-09T10:15:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Simon and Garfunkle- "El Condor Pasa(If I Could)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I quit smoking over 2 weeks ago.  Go me.  I've replaced the addiction with mints, because they are delicious.  The only harmful thing in mints is the Aspartame(artificial sweetner.) I don't think they have much anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reread a bunch of Condom/Nonoyxynol 9 info the other day for a friend.  For those not in the know N-9 is a spermicide used in certain condoms, lubricants, and other contraceptive methods.  It's not all that great.  It does kill sperm, but is not a microbocide, and has been shown to increase the risk of HIV. Also, condoms with an N-9 lubrication have a shorter shelf life, and are more susceptible to breakage due to that fact.  Just go with a regular old condom, a water based lubricant, and Barry White, I mean careful planning around the menstrual cycle.  Hell, do it on your period.  Orgasmn has been shown to alleviate cramps, and other menstrual side affects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.aliveandwell.org is great to brush up on AIDS.  Or, the fact that AIDS doesn't exist.  The site explains it better than I, as I have yet to read all of the info on it.  Good stuff though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brushed up on inhalents, more for propaganda on why not to use inhalents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sewed up that gaping whole in my black shorts, and gave them a wash.  I hope this is going to hold up.  I had to bring back all the stuff I learned about sewing from Intro. to Art with Scavio.  Then I had to just go with the flow, cause I forgot a lot of stuff.  If anyone wants to teach me proper, that'd be great, cause I don't think it's going to hold for long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee is good for you.  &lt;a href="http://www.mothernature.com/Library/articles/index.cfm/id/24838"&gt;http://www.mothernature.com/Library/articles/index.cfm/id/24838&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/Health/story?id=1074559"&gt;http://abcnews.go.com/GMA/Health/story?id=1074559&lt;/a&gt;    So I have a much lowered risk of getting heart disease, or suffering a stroke.  So, a cup of coffee a day keeps the heartattack away.  Also, Black Tea is just as healthy as Green Tea &lt;a href="http://chinesefood.about.com/library/weekly/aa021103a.htm"&gt;http://chinesefood.about.com/library/weekly/aa021103a.htm&lt;/a&gt; so I'm like doubly protected.  Hell yes, take that free floating toxins.</content>
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    <title>30 some odd questions about Fabi.</title>
    <published>2005-09-08T07:02:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-08T07:02:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Borknagar- "Inner Ocean Hypothesis"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. Go &lt;a href="http://mike.mm1swebcreations.com/lj/ljFriendsQuiz/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.~How did you meet &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Through mutual friends.&lt;br /&gt;2.~What would you do if you had never met &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=3rdpartystupid&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/3rdpartystupid/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3rdpartystupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? I wouldn't have met a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;3.~What do you honestly think of &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? She's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;4.~Would or did &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; go out? yes, for a while.&lt;br /&gt;5.~Have you ever liked &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=yogurt_vodka&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/yogurt_vodka/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yogurt_vodka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? a bit.&lt;br /&gt;6.~If &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=karma_of_chaos&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/karma_of_chaos/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;karma_of_chaos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; died tomorrow, what is one thing that you would need him/her to know? THAT I AM NOT A PRIEST!!!!&lt;br /&gt;7.~Would &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=hipphemp420&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/hipphemp420/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hipphemp420&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; make a good couple? I don't think so.  Lacey is too free spirited for Fabi.&lt;br /&gt;8.~Describe &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=howardeanish0t&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/howardeanish0t/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;howardeanish0t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in 3 words: Big 'Ol Titties!&lt;br /&gt;9.~Do you think &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is hot? Not my type.&lt;br /&gt;10.~Would &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=karma_of_chaos&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/karma_of_chaos/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;karma_of_chaos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; make a lovely couple? Hell yeah.  &lt;br /&gt;11.~What do you think of when you see &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Hey, there's Fabi.&lt;br /&gt;12.~Tell me something humiliating about &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: She's in love with J.C., and Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;13.~Do you know any of &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s family members? nope.&lt;br /&gt;14.~What's &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s favorite color? Why do you keep asking me about Fabi?&lt;br /&gt;15.~On a scale of 1-10 how cute is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Idk 7&lt;br /&gt;16.~What would you do if &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=abrogate&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/abrogate/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;abrogate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just professed their undying love for you? I'd be all like, "Shane, we are brothers, and that is incest."&lt;br /&gt;17.~What language does &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; speak? English&lt;br /&gt;18.~Who is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; going out with? nobody that I know of.&lt;br /&gt;19.~Is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a boy or a girl? girl&lt;br /&gt;20.~Would &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=abrogate&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/abrogate/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;abrogate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; make a good couple? no no no.  &lt;br /&gt;21.~Who do you think &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would be great with from this list? Probably no one.&lt;br /&gt;22.~When was the last time you talked to &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? the other week at bowling.&lt;br /&gt;23.~What is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=yogurt_vodka&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/yogurt_vodka/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yogurt_vodka&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s favorite band? The Eagles.&lt;br /&gt;24.~Does &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=hipphemp420&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/hipphemp420/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hipphemp420&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have any siblings? yeah, an older brother.&lt;br /&gt;25.~Would you ever date &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? nope.&lt;br /&gt;26.~Would you ever date &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=howardeanish0t&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/howardeanish0t/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;howardeanish0t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;27.~Is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; single? yes.&lt;br /&gt;28.~What is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s last name? Lopez, if I remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;29.~What is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s middle name? IDK&lt;br /&gt;30~What is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s fantasy? To live happily ever after with Jay Gats.&lt;br /&gt;31.~Where does &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; live? somewhere in Summerville.&lt;br /&gt;32.~Would you make out with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? nope&lt;br /&gt;33.~Are &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=3rdpartystupid&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/3rdpartystupid/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3rdpartystupid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; best friends? nope&lt;br /&gt;34.~Does &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=howardeanish0t&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/howardeanish0t/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;howardeanish0t&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; like &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? I don't think they've met. &lt;br /&gt;35.~How did you meet &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? I already answered this.&lt;br /&gt;36.~Is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; older than you? nope.&lt;br /&gt;37.~Is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=vikinglady&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/vikinglady/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vikinglady&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the sexiest person alive? nope. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, almsot all of those ask about Fabi.  Maybe I need more LJ friends.</content>
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    <published>2005-08-24T02:50:46Z</published>
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    <title>Desktop Nap</title>
    <published>2005-08-15T20:47:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-15T20:48:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Aphex Twin - Italic Eyeball</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A few minutes ago I fell asleep to Radiohead's "No Surprises."  Which is a great a song, and is played out like a lullaby. I was clutching a Spider Man toy that I was playing with.  You strap it to your wrist and lights up to make a web symbol.  I awoke in the middle of They Might Be Giants "The Army's Tired Now" which is a mildly depressing song, not due to the lyrics, but the tone, pace, and Linnel's voice makes him sound defeated, yet the song is just about an army that has nothing to attack.  I have realized that listening to depressing music is getting to me a bit, and I need to listen to happy music again.  I'm becoming agitated with a lot of things, but I'm too absent minded to stay mad for long.  Just because I can, I'd like to say that I love all of my friends, and would like to make love to all of my friends.  I've got the time if you've got the condoms.  Now I may go back to sleep, but its hard when the music is so distorted (Aphex Twin is on now.)</content>
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    <title>Here you go Karmi</title>
    <published>2005-08-14T09:09:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-14T09:09:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>They Might Be Giants- "Birdhouse in your Soul"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. Reply with your name and I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.&lt;br /&gt;8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll mock you here. I must say I'm in love with They Might Be Giants.  They are just plan amazing, and would die to meet John and John.  There videos are just what you'd expect out of them, which means they are great.  I don't know of any other band that has written epic songs about night lights, or germs in space.  Christ, if you haven't heard them, do it now.  I will say they aren't for everyone, but they are just fun to listen to.  Looking back at it now, they are one of those bands that helped shape my fragile mind, and probably the first alternative band I liked.  I'm in the process of getting a bunch of their stuff, so soon I will be able to make cd's of them for people.  I also currently have every Radiohead, Weezer, Gorillaz, The Doors, and Bathory albums, and a ton of other random stuff, if you give me a cd i'll make a crazy ass huge mixed cd using the power of the mp3 format.</content>
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