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  <title>..:Meghan Mayhem:..</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 Apr 2008 19:20:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz</title>
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  <description>I&apos;d like to share a story with you, dear readers, about my apartment complex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were not already aware, I&apos;d like to share a little peice of information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bees are fucking evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re talking like, minons of Satan kind of evil. It&apos;s a wellknown fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bees have nothing but hate in their eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Pure hate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i30.tinypic.com/2rfahrd.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that? Hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last week, I came home late. Around midnight or so. &lt;br /&gt;I noticed a strange black pile along the courtyard that looked almost like small dogfood. Black little pellets everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;Odd, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the elevator up and on the floor below me, I noticed a similar, yet MUCH more dense black pile on the balcony below me. I figured out that whatever this pile was, it was so thick that some of whatever the black pile was, had spilled over the edge of the balcony and onto the courtyard. &lt;br /&gt;I also noticed that this pile was directly in front of the front door of one of my neighbors and the area surrounding their door was marked with yellow caution tape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on earth had I missed while I was gone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked closer at the pile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell IS this black pile?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get closer....closer...a little closer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what that black pile was?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bees. &lt;br /&gt;Fucking dead bees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.tinypic.com/9krtli.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One of the piles of dead bees. Ugh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took about 2 days, but they cleaned up all the dead bees.&lt;br /&gt;I guessed that they had probably been in the apartment of the door they were in front of and an exterminator had been called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, I find out that my roommates had pryed for info from the neighbors and come to find out that the pile of bees?&lt;br /&gt;Killer bees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KILLER BEES.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently these bees, having no hive to go to, flew around aimlessly in our apartment area. &lt;br /&gt;The queen bee landed on the roof of one of the balconies and thousands of bees swarmed her and landed on and around her to protect her. The pile was about a foot deep. Thousands and thousands of bees. &lt;br /&gt;The neighbors opened their door, saw an immense pile of killer bees right above their head, said &quot;OH FUCK.&quot; and carefully closed the door and called an exterminator. &lt;br /&gt;There was a firemarshall, several exterminators and several other random people that showed up to &quot;handle the situation&quot;. They sprayed the bees and killed them all. &lt;br /&gt;They found the queen bee at the bottom of the pile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! We thought. That could have been a terrible, terrible problem. That neighbor could have not seen the bees above him, slammed the door shut, spooked the bees, been swarmed and we would have had a severely stung and dead neighbor on our balcony. No bueno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Saturday, I go out of town with a friend. &lt;br /&gt;That night, I get a text from my roommate. &lt;br /&gt;&quot;The bees are back.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home early Sunday morning and look at the trees in the courtyard. &lt;br /&gt;A large chunk of one of the branches of one of the trees is black and thick with fucking killer bees. &lt;br /&gt;Since then, the pile has thinned out a bit, but there&apos;s now dead bees everywhere. All over all the balconies, all over the courtyard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i26.tinypic.com/zti25k.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i26.tinypic.com/2is9udf.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;see those little black dots everywhere? Dead bees.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don&apos;t even know where they&apos;re coming from or how they&apos;re dying, just that there&apos;s killer bees, living and dead, everywhere.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They found the queen dead, so we&apos;re not sure why they&apos;re here, but they&apos;re definitely here and it&apos;s pretty fucking not cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in summation, I hate my new neighbors. They are evil minions of Satan. &lt;br /&gt;The end.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Apr 2008 05:13:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>IDK MY BFF SARA</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 20:36:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wow....I ROTFL&apos;d IRL. FTW.</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 09:10:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Black and Blue</title>
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  <description>&lt;div style=&quot;float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;&quot;&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/meghanmayhem/2327991807/&quot; title=&quot;photo sharing&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3049/2327991807_02e5637084_m.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; style=&quot;border: solid 2px #000000;&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;&quot;&gt;  &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/photos/meghanmayhem/2327991807/&quot;&gt;Black and Blue&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.flickr.com/people/meghanmayhem/&quot;&gt;meghan_mayhem&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ByeBye blonde, hello bruisehair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone who&apos;s been bugging me to dye my hair blue again for the past, oh 4 years, can respectively STFU.&lt;br clear=&quot;all&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2008 18:48:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Flint Tropics win the Megabowl!!</title>
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  <description>Alright, it&apos;s time for an update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing? Well, leaving my house for once, so there&apos;s that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been trying to force myself to be more social, which is something I&apos;ve needed for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been hanging out with a few new friends. Some quite decent, some just time passers. Ah, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Oceanside this weekend to hang out with my 13 year old cousin while my aunt was out of town. Generally, I just had to hang around and make sure he didn&apos;t order hookers or burn anything expensive. He&apos;s a great kid, but the weekend solidified the fact that I am just not cut out for hanging out with children (which is good to know). &lt;br /&gt;We went to see Semi-Pro and wow. It is a terrible, terrible movie. I chuckled a few times, but overall? What a waste of 2 hours. During the movie, probably around 10-15 people walked out. Yeah, it was that bad. Will Ferrall&apos;s movies are getting progressively worse and worse, yet we all keep watching them, hoping to God they&apos;ll be as good as &apos;Elf&apos; or &apos;Anchorman&apos;. *sigh*. Seriously, don&apos;t waste your time or money on this movie. Will Ferrall is most known for his quotable quotes and I can&apos;t even think of a single line from the movie that stuck out enough for me to want to obnoxiously berate my friends with it. Oh, Will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, apparently IceBreakers has a new product. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s called &apos;Icebreakers Pacs&apos; and it was released in November. It&apos;s a powder that dissolves on your tongue, leaving you with fresh breath.&lt;br /&gt;Um...you guys might want to take a look at this. Something seems...odd about this product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.tinypic.com/2yk0xhi.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;edit: OK, apparently they stopped making it in January, but still...wow.&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;b&gt;2nd edit: Has anyone else ever heard of BC powder? It&apos;s a headache powder you down with a drink. Works like a charm and will get rid of your headache in like, 5 minutes flat. It also looks a little suspicious. Comes in folded wax paper. See below:)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://bp0.blogger.com/_Qz3hDZwSl78/RzcYp560glI/AAAAAAAAAaY/-Yn7HjO1Ad4/s400/perlite.jpg&quot; width=&quot;250&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that concludes this update. Byebye.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 19:50:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Meme conclusion.</title>
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  <description>Alright, I know I&apos;ve only had it up for a day, but since almost all of the quotes were figured out, I&apos;ll calling time on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to go, everyone! Some of you figured out ones I totally didn&apos;t expect you to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I&apos;m about 72% sure (you see what I did there?) that there is NO WAY in hell you guys are gonna figure out the remaining 3, being that I&apos;m pretty sure that 2 of them, I am one of like, 10 people who even know the movie exists and the 3rd one, well, if you can actually quote that movie, we need to date immediately. haha. &lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s the answers for the one&apos;s you guys missed (and thanks to everyone who played along!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2. &quot;We all go a little crazy sometimes, Doctor.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, Ms. Matthews, but most of us come back.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;----House of Cards&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;5. &quot;We&apos;re supposed to be normal people living normal lives. Working nine to five, going to church on Sundays: normal. Maiming, murdering, crippling park animals: abnormal.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;----Tromeo &amp; Juliet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;15. &quot;I think Houdini did this once, and if I remember right, he was out of the hospital in no time.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, that&apos;s encouraging.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;----The Brave Little Toaster&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 02:14:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OK FINE</title>
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  <description>One of the new meme&apos;s going around. &lt;br /&gt;I KNOW I&apos;ve been posting a lot of the damn things lately, but people have been harrassing me to do this one. &lt;br /&gt;Fine, fine fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and try me, suckas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Pick 15 of your favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post them here for everyone to guess.&lt;br /&gt;4. Fill in the film title once it&apos;s guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;I found you in hell. Don&apos;t you think I could find you in Jersey?&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (What Dreams May Come)-&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;maliced0ll&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://maliced0ll.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://maliced0ll.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;maliced0ll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &quot;We all go a little crazy sometimes, Doctor.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;   &quot;Yes, Ms. Matthews, but most of us come back.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;And so, dear Lord, it is with deep sadness that we turn over to you this young woman, whose dream to ride on a giant swan resulted in her death. Maybe it is your way of telling us... to buy American.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Drop Dead Gorgeous)-&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;voltaires_vice&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://voltaires-vice.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://voltaires-vice.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;voltaires_vice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;Listen, Coop. Last night was really great. You were incredibly romantic and heroic, no doubt about it. And that&apos;s great. But I&apos;ve thought about it, and my thing is this. Andy is really hot. And don&apos;t get me wrong, you&apos;re cute too, but Andy is like, cut. From marble. He&apos;s gorgeous. He has this beautiful face and this incredible body, and I genuinely don&apos;t care that he&apos;s kinda lame. I don&apos;t even care that he cheats on me. And I like you more than I like Andy, Coop, but I&apos;m 16. And maybe it&apos;ll be a different story when I&apos;m ready to get married, but right now, I am entirely about sex. I just wanna get laid. I just wanna take him and grab him and fuck his brains out, ya know? So that&apos;s where my priorities are right now. Sex. Specifically with Andy and not with you.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Wet Hot American Summer) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;excitableboy&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://excitableboy.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://excitableboy.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;excitableboy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &quot;We&apos;re supposed to be normal people living normal lives. Working nine to five, going to church on Sundays: normal. Maiming, murdering, crippling park animals: abnormal.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;We knew the girls were really women in disguise, that they understood love, and even death, and that our job was merely to create the noise that seemed to fascinate them.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (The Virgin Suicides)-&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;voltaires_vice&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://voltaires-vice.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://voltaires-vice.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;voltaires_vice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;Goddess Diana, fail you I will. / I was to bring you fresh sperm from my Bill. / I had him erect and his semen would follow. / Alas, I was hot. So hot that I swallowed.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Four Rooms) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;voltaires_vice&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://voltaires-vice.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://voltaires-vice.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;voltaires_vice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;This isn&apos;t life, it&apos;s just stuff. And it&apos;s become more important to you than living. Well, honey, that&apos;s just nuts.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (American Beauty) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;aeriifaerii&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://aeriifaerii.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://aeriifaerii.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;aeriifaerii&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;Oh Ron, there are literally thousands of other men that I should be with instead, but I am 72 percent sure that I love you.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Anchorman: The Legend of Ron Burgandy) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;sevenseven&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sevenseven.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sevenseven.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sevenseven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;Life is a game. So fight for survival and see if you&apos;re worth it.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Battle Royale) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;sevenseven&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sevenseven.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://sevenseven.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;sevenseven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;You can&apos;t change who people are without destroying who they were.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Butterfly Effect) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;keipha&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://keipha.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://keipha.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;keipha&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;Clatto Verata N... Necktie... Nickel... It&apos;s an &quot;N&quot; word, it&apos;s definitely an &quot;N&quot; word!&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Army Of Darkness) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;digitalusrex&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://digitalusrex.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://digitalusrex.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;digitalusrex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;Porthos dreams of being a bear, and you want to shatter those dreams by saying he&apos;s *just* a dog? What a horrible candle-snuffing word. That&apos;s like saying, &quot;He can&apos;t climb that mountain, he&apos;s just a man&quot;, or &quot;That&apos;s not a diamond, it&apos;s just a rock.&quot; Just.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Finding Neverland) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;flawedseraphim&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://flawedseraphim.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://flawedseraphim.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;flawedseraphim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. &lt;strike&gt;&quot;Oh, face it, you just hate every single guy on the face of the earth.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;    &quot;That&apos;s not true. I just hate all these extroverted, obnoxious, pseudo-bohemian losers.&quot;&lt;/strike&gt; (Ghost World) -&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;angelheart27&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://angelheart27.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://angelheart27.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;angelheart27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  &quot;I think Houdini did this once, and if I remember right, he was out of the hospital in no time.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;     &quot;Well, that&apos;s encouraging.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 05:58:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Damn you Jas-R-size.</title>
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  <description>Blame &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;foulplay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://foulplay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://foulplay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;foulplay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for this :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ask me to take pictures of any aspect of my life you&apos;re curious about.&lt;br /&gt;2. Leave your requests as comments to this entry.&lt;br /&gt;3. Please look at the previous requests as to not do repeats.&lt;br /&gt;4. I&apos;ll snap the pictures and post them.&lt;br /&gt;5. Tag 5 people to do this too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged: &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;maliced0ll&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://maliced0ll.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://maliced0ll.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;maliced0ll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;voltaires_vice&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://voltaires-vice.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://voltaires-vice.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;voltaires_vice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;kz&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kz.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kz.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;mazturbate&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mazturbate.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mazturbate.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mazturbate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;vmydarkstar&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://vmydarkstar.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://vmydarkstar.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;vmydarkstar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Feb 2008 07:25:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Knowledge is power</title>
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  <description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;10&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x4dcig_road-to-february-10-2008-final-vers_politics&quot;&gt;ROAD TO FEBRUARY 10, 2008 - FINAL VERSION&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.dailymotion.com/SA-Anonymous&quot;&gt;SA-Anonymous&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 18:54:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FYI</title>
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  <description>So I just got robbed. &lt;br /&gt;They stole my Sidekick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so uh, don&apos;t bother emailing my T-mobile account or text messaging me. I won&apos;t get it.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 19:09:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>soooo &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;mazturbate&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mazturbate.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mazturbate.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mazturbate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tagged me. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;A. List seven habits/quirks/facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;B. Tag seven to nine people to do the same.&lt;br /&gt;C. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag &quot;whoever wants to do it&quot;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I appear to be several different people, according to my comfort level with you. Depending on the length of our friendship, you may get to see all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Despite my attitude at most things and things I say, I DO have that dumb fairytale fantasy like every other girl and would love to get married and make a home with someone...someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I&apos;m a lot more honest than everyone realizes I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When I&apos;ve got my iPod on, everything I see and do is a music video to me. I walk in beat of the music and move my arms and legs as if I were acting in a video. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I hate the way I look naked so much that sometimes I&apos;ll go several weeks without looking at myself in a mirror from the waist down without clothes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I have developed a straight-up addiction to Energy Vitamin Water. I find it hard to go a single day without one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I overthink correspondance. If I get an email that I actually want to sit down and put time and effort into answering, I probably either will never get to it, or will take a month to respond. I have emails in my inbox that are 1 year old that I still haven&apos;t responded to. I just think about what I&apos;m going to say over and over and over and never get around to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagging:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;foulplay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://foulplay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://foulplay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;foulplay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;maliced0ll&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://maliced0ll.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://maliced0ll.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;maliced0ll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;kz&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kz.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kz.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;vmydarkstar&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://vmydarkstar.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://vmydarkstar.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;vmydarkstar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;pandorasfox&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pandorasfox.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pandorasfox.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pandorasfox&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;askheychris&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://askheychris.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://askheychris.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;askheychris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;painkiller21&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://painkiller21.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://painkiller21.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;painkiller21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 27 Jan 2008 12:19:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>4am knows more than just my secrets, apparently.</title>
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  <description>4am. &lt;br /&gt;My favorite time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/agent_aeon/pic/00002r3g/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;239&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On cam with an old friend. &lt;br /&gt;Candles everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;Incense burning. &lt;br /&gt;Amazing mood. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s POURING out and I can hear the rain beating against my window. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and I&apos;m pretty sure I just saw my landlord run into the street, look around, then get in the back of a car parked on the street and talk to a man sitting in the front passanger seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*edit* - oooh, and we just lost power in our whole block.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jan 2008 10:12:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>free association.</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;she&apos;s got an obsession with open sores and rotting cores&lt;/b&gt; (b.r.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s like spinning in circles until you gasp for air and forget your name.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s the tingles at the tips of fingers and edges of spines. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s jumping off cliffs with no ropes or nets or intention of trying to fly.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s again and again and over and over and never ending even though we SCREAM AT THE TOP OF OUR LUNGS...&lt;i&gt;stop. no more.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we always want more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never ask for it, but we&apos;re always begging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&apos;m always begging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without words, but always begging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;Please.&lt;br /&gt;God, please.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 03:45:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You wanna be on top?</title>
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  <description>I realized something amazing not too long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s pretty simple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You want to make lots of money? Want to have fame and glory and lots of amazing shoes and are you under the age of 23?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;VE GOT THE PERFECT SOLUTION FOR YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Become a popstar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s quite simple. Follow my skillful diagram and it&apos;s a quick trip to the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i19.tinypic.com/87nmh61.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Jan 2008 03:17:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We&apos;ve lost a legend, people.</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;R.I.P. &lt;br /&gt;Maila Nurmi aka &apos;Vampira&apos; &lt;br /&gt;1921-2008&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i11.tinypic.com/6jfrcef.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Morticia, before Elvira, there was Vampira. She was the original and she was awesome. May she rock the crypt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video makes me so sad. She struggled and yet she still smiled and cracked delicious jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;8&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jan 2008 21:54:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Caw, caw, bang, fuck, you&apos;re...hmmmm...</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ll get around to a real update about my trip soon. &lt;br /&gt;I spent 5 days in Chicago, saw 2 amazing Kill Hannah shows, had extremely good hangs with &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;askheychris&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://askheychris.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://askheychris.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;askheychris&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;lovevscancer&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://lovevscancer.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://lovevscancer.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lovevscancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;theeviltart&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://theeviltart.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://theeviltart.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;theeviltart&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, played in the snow, then jetted off for 2 weeks in Texas for the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll type it all up eventually, but for now, I leave you this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Texas, I went to a shooting range with my dear friend &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;painkiller21&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://painkiller21.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://painkiller21.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;painkiller21&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (as one does in Texas). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been to a shooting range before and shot a pistol, but never this time of gun. It was much heavier and had a lot more kickback than I expected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annyyywho, here&apos;s a photo and a video :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://a448.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/98/l_1679a86afcb1bdf3b251c6b40258edaf.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=25766973&quot;&gt;Meghan Mayhem shoots!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;7&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;amp;videoid=25766973&amp;amp;title=Meghan Mayhem shoots!&quot;&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href=&quot;http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home&quot;&gt;More Videos&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 00:05:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Let it snow, let it snow, let it snooooow.</title>
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  <description>I know that after failing to updated for this long, I should dump some huge post about all the stuff I&apos;ve been up to. Doing merch for Godhead at a couple of the dates on the Jonathan Davis shows, Christmas parties and cookies galore, going to a screening of Sweeney Todd and getting to bask in it&apos;s awesomeness...but after letting so much stuff pile up, it&apos;s waayy too much of a chore having to type it all, so instead, I&apos;m just going to do an immediate update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m in Chicago!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yessss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m currently sitting on HeyChris&apos; couch with a tiny little puppy curled up on my lap and Chris passed the fuck out on the couch across from me. There&apos;s &apos;I love NewYork&apos; on TV and snow on the ground outside and I couldn&apos;t be happier. &lt;br /&gt;GOD, I love this city so much. &lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait to move here. &lt;br /&gt;This place has an amazing vibe and I can see myself ending up and settling down here. &lt;br /&gt;One day. One day hopefully soon. We&apos;ll see how the cards fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlie time with the Ferret tonight and theeeen, the first KillHannah show, then the 2nd KillHannah show on Saturday, then hopefully lunch with KZ and V on Sunday afternoon, followed by a Festivus celebration with a gaggle of super good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t decide wether I want to continue sitting here and cuddling with this dog (who, btw, is seriously no joke one of the cutest puppies in the whole world), or go outside and dork out on the snow and stare like a freak at the white stuff everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm....decisions, decisions...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2007 13:38:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stay young, stay young.</title>
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  <description>I know, I know..&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s 5:30am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still nursing a cold and should DEFINITELY be sleeping, but I just had to catch up on 5 episodes of Dexter. &lt;br /&gt;That show is retardedly good (and addictive!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go comatose, I needed to share this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Strata.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are a really, really amazing band. &lt;br /&gt;I thank the clouds that my friends introduced me to their music a few years back. &lt;br /&gt;Such...what&apos;s the word...&lt;i&gt;heart.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s too much music being released into the wild with no heart.&lt;br /&gt;Music is supposed to reach it&apos;s conceptual fingers inside your ribcage and tickle your soul.&lt;br /&gt;It needs to entertain you, yes, but it also needs to remind you you&apos;re alive. Make your chest hurt and your stomach tingle. It&apos;s supposed to make you laugh, make you cry, make you angry, make you want to dance like a retard in the mirror regardless of whether or not people are watching...&lt;br /&gt;And when there&apos;s no heart in the music, people can feel it&apos;s lacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strata seems to have that heart, and I thank them for that. &lt;br /&gt;I know nothing about them as people, but I can feel their music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, I&apos;m babbling, I know.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeptime for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, &lt;br /&gt;Please watch their new video. &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s pretty damn spectacular. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id=&quot;6&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 17:32:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>How to make your life better by excluding a few words from conversation.</title>
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  <description>Oh hey!&lt;br /&gt;How&apos;s it going? Need anything? A drink or something? No? Ok good...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I need you to have a seat. We have to have a little chat about something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I&apos;m not trying to be a bitch or anything, but this is honestly for your own good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how sometimes you might have a friend who smokes, especially one that has smoked for like, a decade, and they run out of ciggerettes like, 2 days before their payday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaahh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In situations like that, it is NOT a good idea to say something like &quot;well, maybe its a good thing you&apos;re out, maybe you should quit&quot; or &quot;take advantage of the situation and stop smoking.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ahem*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I&apos;m quite aware of the fact that smoking is dangerous to my health.&lt;br /&gt;No, I really don&apos;t care if you&apos;re &quot;just looking out for me&quot;. I KNOW it&apos;s bad for me. I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has bad habits and vices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only difference, when I don&apos;t have my vice, I go through something called &quot;nicotine withdrawl&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not make me a nice person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone runs out of money and can&apos;t buy groceries, I don&apos;t say to them &quot;oh good! Now you&apos;ll have a chance to stop eating and quit being a fat fuck!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone got punched in the mouth and had to have their jaw wired shut, I know better than to say &quot;well, look at it as a blessing...now you won&apos;t be able to talk, which means you&apos;ll be less of an annoying bastard!&quot; (ok, I take that back...I have actually said that to someone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of you have vices. Most of you can&apos;t go a couple of days without a beer. A lot of you freak out after 2 months without sex. My vice may make me smelly and age faster and increase my chances of health risks, but lets face it. Stepping outside your house will increase your chances of cancer. Eating too many french fries can increase your health risks. Going to the beach makes you age faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In summation:&lt;br /&gt;Do not give &quot;friendly advice&quot; to a smoker going through nicotine withdrawl. They will not be &quot;understanding&quot; or &quot;appreciate your input.&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I&apos;m sick too. I&apos;ve managed to catch whatever lovely illness is sleazing its way through our streets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Nov 2007 07:20:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hiss, rah, rah, go local sports team!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve turned into such a hermit.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s amazing.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the party girl. Out 7 nights a week.&lt;br /&gt;You couldn&apos;t keep me locked up.&lt;br /&gt;Now I find myself spending my days and nights locked away in my room, playing professional daydreamer and losing myself in my books and my paintings.&lt;br /&gt;Shiny new disposition or winter slump?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;I haven&apos;t decided wether this is a good thing or a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I went to dinner at Barney&apos;s Beanery with a friend tonight. &lt;br /&gt;1000 choices on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;I had a cheeseburger.&lt;br /&gt;This place with rich history.&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Monroe used to adore the chili.&lt;br /&gt;Janis Joplin parked her car there the day she died.&lt;br /&gt;Now adays? Well, lets just say it was hard to hold a conversation with my friend over the whooping and roaring of the jersey-clad crowd screaming at the sports on the tv screens hovering dangerously above our table.&lt;br /&gt;Social progression, how disappointing you&apos;ve proved to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, I saw a homeless man, cowering to the side of a dumpster, watching the football game on a 24&apos;&apos; television he had propped up on some milk crates.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Hollywood. Our bums have nicer things than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, sleep.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Nov 2007 21:46:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Survey stolen from V and KZ (and L,M,N,O and P)</title>
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  <description>Google your answer to the following questions and chose a photo off the first page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age you&apos;ll be on your next birthday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/a/a3/I-26.svg/600px-I-26.svg.png&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A place you&apos;d like to travel to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.southshields-sanddancers.co.uk/photos_posters/wales_photos_calendars.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your favorite place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/KUN/05165~Marilyn-in-Bed-Posters.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite object:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.phonemag.com/images/uploads/sidekick_1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite animal:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://obsidianwings.blogs.com/obsidian_wings/kitten.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.bighairyspiders.com/pix/cobalt1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;City where you live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.goodapartment.com/photos/7e9e148c0164f15b1e11bb9c3eeda1b1.jpeg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of past pet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.newsrevue.com/images/photos/SaschaKane.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of first crush:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.gavin-rossdale.net/gallery/albums/scans/rollingstone_041896/01_001.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nickname:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.monstersandcritics.com/artman/uploads/aeon_flux_front_cover.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.handwritingforkids.com/handwrite/manuscript/names/meghan.gif&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://content.answers.com/main/content/wp/en/7/74/Elizabeth_Bettes_detail.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://lemonodor.com/images/colonel-sanders-with-cheerleaders-s.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad habit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.vpul.upenn.edu/ohe/library/bodyimage/binge.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First job:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.x-entertainment.com/updates/pics/chucke/1.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother&apos;s first name:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://digitalcommons.utep.edu/context/casasola/article/1141/type/native/viewcontent&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes, this is actually a photo of my grandmother in 1935)&lt;br /&gt;Major in college:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.archives.gov.on.ca/english/about/pics/27708_theatre_interior_1020.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Nov 2007 05:24:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>eyes that cut like glass</title>
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  <description>In 40 days and 40 nights, i&apos;ll dive headfirst into an adventure to be surrounded by the only things that remind me I&apos;m alive and the one memory that&apos;s lasted me a lifetime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m dreaming of a white christmas</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Nov 2007 22:59:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>How to NOT pick up chicks.</title>
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  <description>I just got the most touching and heartfelt email I&apos;ve received in a long time on Myspace just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow me to share...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hey whats up? thanks for adding me. my buddy saw ur pic and thought you were ugly till i showed him ur other pics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So charmed, am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better go get my fancy panties on, because he damn near woo&apos;d my last pair off!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:|</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Nov 2007 20:01:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Spooks and Spells...and uh, science.</title>
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  <description>Halloween was fun.&lt;br /&gt;It was! It was fun. I wasn&apos;t sure really what my plans were, everything was extremely last minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up doing makeup for a friend of Angie&apos;s named Shane.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted to go as Michael Graves and I did his corpse makeup.&lt;br /&gt;I must admit, it turned out incredibly cool. Hopefully he took photos and I totally spaced and forgot to take any, but trust, it looked cool :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier in the night, I had run into my buddy Dave in the subway and after some casual conversation, he basically handed me two tickets to Danzig and said &quot;have fun!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoked, was I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Note: Doing Michael Graves makeup on Shane and then immediately going to a Danzig concert DID make me feel rather...erm...&lt;i&gt;traitorous?&lt;/i&gt;. I was totally convinced someone at the show would somehow &lt;i&gt;know&lt;/i&gt; and I&apos;d be beaten with sticks...even though I totally prefer M.G. voice in Misfits..ssshhh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a cab up to the Greek Theater and met up with my buddies Keith, Whizzle and Tony.&lt;br /&gt;The show was amazing and I was thrilled when Doyle Wolfgang Von Frankenstein came out to perform Misfits songs for the encore of the show and they decided to close the set with &apos;Astro Zombies&apos; (though I&apos;d like to give a big &lt;b&gt;WTF?!&lt;/b&gt; to Danzig for playing a show on Halloween and NOT performing the song &apos;Halloween&apos;. Really, wtf?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, it was literally impossible to call for a cab as it was Halloween and not only was everyone and their little dog too swarmed to the streets, but everyone was calling cabs. When we called the taxi company, they couldn&apos;t even give us an ETA on when the cab would get to us, they just said it would &quot;be quite a while&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;We walked all the way down the hill from the venue to Los Feliz (those living in Hollywood know why that sucks).&lt;br /&gt;After getting down the the main street, we literally had to jump in front of a cab to make it stop. &lt;br /&gt;The cab driver rattled off noises like he was freakin&apos; Don Vito any time we asked him and question and the streets were so congested that it cost us $10 to go literally 1 mile. We finally said fuck it, jumped out of the cab, walked to the nearest subway station and took it underground, then walked 8 blocks to Whizzle&apos;s house. Tony was insistent on hitting the clubs, but the rest of us, being old cranky lazy asses, upon hitting the couch, promptly told him where he could stick it and called it a night. &lt;br /&gt;The streets were so packed, there was really no point in calling a cab to get home, so I passed out on the couch and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloweeeeeeeeennnnn...Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m a crazy, wild, child, I know. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sure you all expected me to saturate you with stories of club hopping, grave robbing, old lady beating type antics, but no.&lt;br /&gt;I did someone&apos;s makeup, saw a show and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Oy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, as I&apos;m sure many of you are aware, I love bursting bubbles, drowning dreams, whatever kind of fun phrase you&apos;d like to come up with.&lt;br /&gt;My true love is science. I absolutely *adore* science because it&apos;s without flaw. It proves all hair-brained theories incorrect. The earth is flat, the moon is a source of light, tomatoes are vegetables...nope! Wrong, wrong, wrong...and here&apos;s a fool-proof explanation as to why and how. &lt;br /&gt;That being said, this website makes me so desperately happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a hrerf=&quot;http://www.godisimaginary.com&quot; target=&quot;new&quot;&gt;http://www.godisimaginary.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is superstition.&lt;br /&gt;Having a belief in something is nice, because much like fairytales as a child, it lets you imagine that there is a wonderful and unpredictable unseen world, but religion is exactly like fairytales...based on truth to prove a point, but absolutely NOT the simple truth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dictionary definition of superstition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;su·per·sti·tion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;    /ˌsupərˈstɪʃən/ Pronunciation Key - Show Spelled Pronunciation[soo-per-stish-uhn] &lt;/i&gt;–noun &lt;br /&gt;1. a belief or notion, not based on reason or knowledge, in or of the ominous significance of a particular thing, circumstance, occurrence, proceeding, or the like.  &lt;br /&gt;2. a system or collection of such beliefs.  &lt;br /&gt;3. a custom or act based on such a belief.  &lt;br /&gt;4. irrational fear of what is unknown or mysterious, esp. in connection with religion.  &lt;br /&gt;5. any blindly accepted belief or notion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prayer is exactly the same as lucky rabbit&apos;s feet, lucky socks, hopping on one foot, avoiding black cats, etc.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, whatever helps ya through the day right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just remember, YOUR superstition is YOURS ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;It works for you.&lt;br /&gt;Just because spinning in a circle 3 times while blinking your right eyelid makes you feel like you won&apos;t fall through a window while at work, don&apos;t force me to believe the same lest I fall through a window as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sayin&apos;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 20:19:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Blessed Samhain</title>
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  <description>I got backed up again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll try to make a proper post later, but since the last post I&apos;ve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Attended the Scream Awards.&lt;br /&gt;-Was shown on TV giving Harrison Ford a standing ovation. &lt;br /&gt;-Saw Slash, Alice Cooper and Rob Zombie perform 15ft. in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;-Saw Avenged Sevenfold at a 600 capacity venue while dressed like a nun.&lt;br /&gt;-Almost walked into Sonny Moore like a wall at a party. Didn&apos;t crush him.&lt;br /&gt;-Did merch for Godhead while dressed like a slutty nurse.&lt;br /&gt;-Did merch for The Dreaming while dressed like a doll. &lt;br /&gt;-Saw an amazing band I&apos;d never heard of before that all of you should love called &apos;The Bangkok Five&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday, btw, to 3 very very lovely people that have never failed to be some of the nicest guys I&apos;ve ever met...and they all happen to share a birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Frank, Dan and Justin. Enjoy your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s also my 25th birthday as well.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to go see Danzig tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Booya.</description>
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