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  <title>My heart is steadfast, O God.</title>
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  <description>&lt;i&gt;They were careful&lt;br /&gt;as someone crossing an iced-over stream.&lt;br /&gt;Alert as a warrior in enemy territory.&lt;br /&gt;Courteous as a guest.&lt;br /&gt;Fluid as melting ice.&lt;br /&gt;Shapable as a block of wood.&lt;br /&gt;Receptive as a valley.&lt;br /&gt;Clear as a glass of water.&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the patience to wait&lt;br /&gt;till your mud settles and the water is clear?&lt;br /&gt;Can you remain unmoving&lt;br /&gt;till the right action arises by itself?&lt;br /&gt;The Master doesn&apos;t seek fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;Not seeking, not expecting,&lt;br /&gt;she is present, and can welcome all things.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Lao Tzu, trans. by Stephen Mitchell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.jeaninepayer.com/xcart/product.php?productid=16355&amp;amp;cat=252&amp;amp;page=2&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.jeaninepayer.com/xcart/images/D/Book-of-Elements-2-L-01.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can&apos;t I make such lovely pieces and sell them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Aug 2008 05:23:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Moo.</title>
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  <description>Stolen from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;faerykitten214&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://faerykitten214.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://faerykitten214.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;faerykitten214&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;Appearance:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I am 5&apos;4 or shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I&apos;m ugly sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many scars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I tan easily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish my hair was a different colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am self-conscious about my appearance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have/I&apos;ve had braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;d get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free, scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve been told I&apos;m attractive by a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more than 2 piercings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have piercings in places besides my ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have freckles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Family/Home Life:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve sworn at my parents.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been kicked out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biological parents are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sibling less than one year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have kids someday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Embarrassment:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve slipped out a &amp;quot;lol&amp;quot; in a spoken conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disney movies still make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve snorted while laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve laughed so hard I&apos;ve cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve glued my hand to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had my pants rip in public.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Health:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born with a disease/impairment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve had stitches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve sat in a doctor&apos;s office with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had a serious surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve had chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Traveling:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve driven or ridden over 200 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been on a plane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve been to Japan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve been to Europe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been to France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Experiences:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve been lost in my city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve been to a casino.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve gone skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve played spin the bottle.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve crashed a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve been skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve met someone from the Internet in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve caught a snowflake on my tongue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve seen the Northern Lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve sat on a rooftop at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve played chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve played a prank on someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve eaten sushi.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Relationships:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;m in a relationship.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve gone on a blind date.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been the dumpee more than the dumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been divorced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve had feelings for someone who didn&apos;t have them back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve told someone I loved them when I didn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve told someone I didn&apos;t love them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sexuality:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve had a crush on someone of the same gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve kissed a member of the same gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had sex with someone of the opposite gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had sex with someone of the same gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had sex with more than one person at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a cuddler.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been kissed in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had sex outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had sex with a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Honesty/Crime:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve done something I promised someone else I wouldn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve done something I promised myself I wouldn&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve cheated on a test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve run a red light.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been suspended from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve witnessed a crime.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve shoplifted.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Drugs/Alcohol:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve consumed alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve smoked cigarettes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smoke pot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve taken painkillers when I didn&apos;t need them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve done hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been addicted to an illegal substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take cough meds when I&apos;m not sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mental health:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have been diagnosed with depression.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shut others out when I&apos;m depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an eating disorder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve slept an entire day when I didn&apos;t need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve hurt myself on purpose.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m addicted to self harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve woken up crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Death:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m afraid of dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate funerals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&apos;ve seen someone dying.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone close to me has attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone close to me has committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can sing well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I&apos;ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I open up to others too easily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I watch the news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I don&apos;t kill bugs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I hate hearing songs that sacrifice meaning for the sake of being able to rhyme.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I curse regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am a morning person.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I paid for my cell phone ring tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I&apos;m a snob about grammar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I play with my hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have/had &amp;quot;x&amp;quot;s in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I love being neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I love Spam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I&apos;ve copied more than 30 CD&apos;s in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I bake well.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;My favorite color is&lt;/strong&gt; either white, yellow, pink, &lt;strong&gt;red&lt;/strong&gt; or blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I don&apos;t know how to shoot a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am in love with love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I laugh at my own jokes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I believe in ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I am online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I can&apos;t sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I am really ticklish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I love white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;I play video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I&apos;m good at remembering faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I&apos;m good at remembering names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I&apos;m good at remembering dates.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;My answers are totally honest. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2008 23:14:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Gods. I am a dwarf. I see a bit of silver so well-wrought and I get all tingly.</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51uWEKuKwpL._SL500_AA280_.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.amazon.com/Sterling-Silver-Hand-Engraved-Business/dp/B001D6YKC4/ref=sr_1_11?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=jewelry&amp;amp;qid=1218405921&amp;amp;sr=1-11&quot;&gt;Sterling Silver Hand Engraved, Business Card Case&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This Business Card Holder is made for Standard size 3 1/2&quot; X 2&quot; American Business card. It&apos;s all Hand Made with Solid Sterling Silver, and Expertly Hand Engraved in Classic Traditional Styling.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. WTB gold. PST.</description>
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  <lj:mood>Lusting.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 06:06:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Live to the point of tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Albert Camus&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jul 2008 03:08:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Elfquest Fans everywhere; REJOICE!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.elfquest.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=5932&amp;amp;sid=52a1935f5dbe1a6521bb33035ece1673&quot;&gt;Elfquest Movie To Be Made!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shade and sweet water!</description>
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  <lj:mood>AHH!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 07:23:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Drank away the rest of the day&lt;br /&gt;(wonder what my liver&apos;d say).&lt;br /&gt;Drink, that&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;Blackened days with their bigger gales,&lt;br /&gt;blow in your parlor to discuss the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, that&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, but don&apos;t, no don&apos;t sink the boat.&lt;br /&gt;That you built, you built to keep afloat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sick and tired of what to say,&lt;br /&gt;no one listens anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing, that&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ramblin&apos; years of lousy luck,&lt;br /&gt;You miss the smell of burnin&apos; turf.&lt;br /&gt;Dream, that&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singled out for who you are,&lt;br /&gt;it takes all types to judge a man.&lt;br /&gt;Feel, that&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filthy suits with bigot ears,&lt;br /&gt;hide behind their own worst fears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, that&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s all you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I put my head&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll wake up feeling sound again.&lt;br /&gt;Breathe, it&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow smells of less decay,&lt;br /&gt;the flowers greet this bloomin&apos; fray.&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful, that&apos;s all you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ripe old age,&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s what I am.&lt;br /&gt;A ripe old age,&lt;br /&gt;just doin&apos; the best I can.</description>
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  <lj:mood>Tired.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 06:17:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <lj:mood>Apathetic.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jun 2008 06:37:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mm.</title>
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  <description>I know I&apos;m not the man I used to be lately.&lt;br /&gt;See, you met me at a very interesting time.&lt;br /&gt;If my past is any sign of you future,&lt;br /&gt;you should be warned before I let you inside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to whatever you find, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to whatever will get you through.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to whatever you find, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t trust myself with loving you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will beg my way in to your garden&lt;br /&gt;and I&apos;ll break my way out when it rains,&lt;br /&gt;just to get back to the place that I started,&lt;br /&gt;so I can want you back all over again. &lt;br /&gt;(...I don&apos;t really understand...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;Girl I see through, through your love.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;Me or the thought of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to whatever you find, baby.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to whatever will get you through.&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to whatever you find, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t trust myself with loving you.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 03:05:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hmm.</title>
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  <description>You&apos;d think after 6 plus years, people would take the hint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously? It&apos;s never going to happen and I&apos;d really prefer it if you kept to your promise and stay out of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stop. It&apos;s done.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Jun 2008 04:15:19 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>This made me weepy.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.breitbart.com/article.php?id=D91BC05G0&amp;amp;show_article=1&quot;&gt;Lesbian Couple of 55 Years Get to Say &apos;I Do&apos; Again. &amp;lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happily stolen from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;boudiceaborn&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://boudiceaborn.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://boudiceaborn.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;boudiceaborn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thank Ellen. &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 00:22:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh my Gods.</title>
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  <description>The bread came out... so .. freaking .. delicious. And filling! Holy cow. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend this to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg full bear is FULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawr.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Jun 2008 23:04:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Baking!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m a big fan of non-bread machine bread recipes, mostly because I was raised on good ol&apos; Filipino Banana Bread, which was traditionally baked in the embers of a &lt;i&gt;Nipa&lt;/i&gt; hut without anything so technologically advanced as a toothpick to check if it was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I&apos;m exaggerating, but not by much).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I&apos;ve made banana bread while I&apos;ve been here, and have been experimenting with a few variations of the simple bread-to-pan recipe. We bought an omg-lotta-strawberries a few nights ago, and I HATE the idea of food going bad, especially something as precious as fresh food. So in order to bite into my store of delicious berries and preserve it in a more convenient form, I did some research on AllRecipes.com and came up with this. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Strawberry Bread&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(modified by me for my own tastes, the original found &lt;a href=&quot;http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Strawberry-Bread/Detail.aspx&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;INGREDIENTS (makes two loafs)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * 3 cups fresh strawberries&lt;br /&gt;    * 1.5 cups of all-purpose flour&lt;br /&gt;    * 1.5 cups of whole wheat flour&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 tablespoon ground cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;    * 1 1/4 cups vegetable oil&lt;br /&gt;    * 4 eggs, beaten&lt;br /&gt;    * 2 cups of white sugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Directions:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. &lt;br /&gt; - Butter and flour two 9 x 5 inch loaf pans.&lt;br /&gt; - Slice strawberries, and place in medium-sized bowl. Sprinkle lightly with sugar, and set aside while preparing bread mixture.&lt;br /&gt; - Combine the two kinds of flour, sugar, cinnamon, salt and baking soda in large bowl: mix well. &lt;br /&gt; - Blend oil and eggs into strawberries. Add strawberry mixture to flour mixture, blending until dry ingredients are just moistened.&lt;br /&gt; - Divide batter into pans.&lt;br /&gt; - Bake for 45 to 50 minutes, or until tester inserted comes out clean. Let cool in pans on wire rack for 10 minutes. Turn loaves out, and cool completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s currently baking. Smells omg so good. I like whole wheat stuff (better for me, though this recipe is hardly good for anything but being devoured &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;) and I don&apos;t like the pecans the original recipe asked for. I&apos;m not a big nut-bread person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;ll be done soon, I&apos;ll give me opinion on its tastes then. :D</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 20:23:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Quick note: Attention all you Nigel fans!</title>
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  <description>Nigel&apos;s apartment burned down the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is fine and pretty happy, at least as well as can be expected. He wanted me to let you all know that he&apos;s okay, but he&apos;s not going to be online for a bit. He&apos;s gonna be &apos;floating&apos; for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His phone still works, I&apos;m sure he would appreciate a call or two. If you don&apos;t have it, I can email it to you. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of the fire is pretty interesting, I&apos;ll let him tell it when he gets back though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme know if ya&apos;ll have questions, I&apos;m sure this post is a little vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a personal note, I&apos;m in Louisville, currently kidnapped by the beautiful &lt;lj-user text=&quot;samantha_deitz&quot;&gt;. We&apos;ve had food stuff, girl-talk, shopping, and I am currently playing with her weasel, which she&apos;s named Ursula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is very cute. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later. Missing boyfriend, all that jazz. QQ.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 18:16:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>People need to see these.</title>
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  <description>Passed to me by the beautiful &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;asamamoru&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://asamamoru.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://asamamoru.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;asamamoru&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, heartily taken to show everyone else I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.paulgravett.com/articles/133_china/133_china.htm&quot;&gt; May 12th China Earthquake: Comic Strips &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;...The amount of incredibly moving stories of victims, rescuers, volunteers is simply shocking at the moment. I have been collecting newspapers of all the stories, and telling them in the form of comic strips. I hope these stories could show the UK readers the love, warmth and courage of the Chinese people, also the sad and cruel reality of the horrible 5.12 Earthquake....&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This artist tells these amazing stories about events and moments and people in the quake, and I agree with Shalan; I totally teared up and I don&apos;t care what any of you think about it. These are beautiful and raw and more people need to read them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 18:47:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>AH MAH GAD SAMMY-</title>
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  <lj:mood>*blubbers incoherently*</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 May 2008 06:47:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Teaser.</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 03:27:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...</title>
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  <description>Something about his eyes stops my heart and makes me look twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t explain it.</description>
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  <lj:mood>In love.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 19 May 2008 06:55:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>DEELISHUS ALIEN JIZZ!</title>
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  <description>Taleron: Have a nice swim?&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: uh huh&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: got some uber good doughnuts on the way home&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: strawberry donuts&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: with REAL strawberries&lt;br /&gt;Taleron: neat&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: EVERYWHERE&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: it was like&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: a Strawberry ALien impregnated a normal sexy donut&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: and the strawberry alien babies just burst out of it&lt;br /&gt;Taleron: XD&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: and they bleed juice and sugar glaze @_@&lt;br /&gt;Kunocati: .....&lt;br /&gt;Taleron: yumz&lt;br /&gt;Taleron: Strawberry alien jizz encased in a pastry with a fuckhole in it&lt;br /&gt;Taleron: Delishus&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: god it was so good.&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: And I&apos;m posting this to my livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;Taleron: SMILE LIKE A DONUT&lt;br /&gt;Taleron: So, is Strawberry Shortcake some human midget-alien hybrid?&lt;br /&gt;Lorelei: ...</description>
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  <lj:mood>Jovial!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 May 2008 16:34:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I can has website k?</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://mahal.illusionweb.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://mahal.illusionweb.com/Art/scraps/thumbs/tnciatrice2.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some old stuff, a lot of new stuff. Check it out, let me know what ya&apos;ll think. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I think my favorite part is the sketchbooks (&apos;books&apos;) section.)</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 08:08:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Who is this?</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img291.imageshack.us/my.php?image=trinketvv0.jpg&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/460/trinketvv0.th.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew her and I don&apos;t know who she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is she?</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 06:31:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Packing and thinking.</title>
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  <description>Please don&apos;t go crazy if I tell you the truth. No, you don&apos;t know what happened and you never will if you don&apos;t listen to me while I talk to the wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blanket is freezing, it&apos;s been out in the hall- &lt;br /&gt;Where you&apos;ve had me for hours til I&apos;m sure what I want, but darling, I want the same thing I wanted before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sweetheart tell me what&apos;s up. I won&apos;t stop. No way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep your hands down and stop raising your voice, it&apos;s hardly what I&apos;d be doing if you gave me a choice. It&apos;s a simple suggestion. &lt;br /&gt;Can you give me some time?&lt;br /&gt;Just say yes or no. why can&apos;t you shoulder the blame because my shoulders are heavy from the weight of us both&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;re a big boy now so let&apos;s not talk about growth&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ve not heard a single word I have said. Oh my god. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please take it easy. It can&apos;t all be my fault. I haven&apos;t made half the mistakes that you&apos;ve listed so far. Baby, let me explain something, it&apos;s all down to drugs, at least the ones I remember taking and not a lot else. It seems I&apos;ve stepped over lines you&apos;ve drawn again and again, but if the ecstasy&apos;s in, the wit is definitely out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Jekyll is wrestling Hyde for my pride.</description>
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  <lj:mood>Exposed.</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 01:21:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You&apos;ll always see the sun again.</title>
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  <description>In retrospect, my brief dip into melancholia ends like it always does ... the sun rises and a new day begins. And it&apos;s best when I don&apos;t remember this in the darkness... because it&apos;s all the sweeter when the light breaks over my cheeks and I relearn the ability to smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...come on, take my hand.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re going for a walk, I know you can.&lt;br /&gt;You can wear anything as long as it&apos;s not black.&lt;br /&gt;Please don&apos;t mourn forever;&lt;br /&gt;she&apos;s not coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes they&apos;ll ask you where you&apos;ve been,&lt;br /&gt;and you&apos;ll have to tell them again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you probably don&apos;t want to hear &quot;Tomorrow&apos;s another day!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I promise you:&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&apos;ll see the sun again.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you&apos;re asking me why pain&apos;s the only way to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;you&apos;ll see the sun again.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 08:02:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am sick&lt;br /&gt;unto death&lt;br /&gt;of being loyal&lt;br /&gt;and honest&lt;br /&gt;and open&lt;br /&gt;to people&lt;br /&gt;who&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;not&lt;br /&gt;deserve it&lt;br /&gt;nor give it&lt;br /&gt;in return.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Apr 2008 03:48:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OMG!</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;72&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG HAPPY BIRFING DAY POOKY! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Apr 2008 23:32:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pretty song.</title>
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  <description>My eyes are so blue,&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t see you&lt;br /&gt;as you&apos;re closing&lt;br /&gt;the door once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seasons who came&lt;br /&gt;and swept me away,&lt;br /&gt;but you&apos;re turning&lt;br /&gt;to fall into rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left me behind&lt;br /&gt;as you took me away.&lt;br /&gt;Now I&apos;m stuck here alone&lt;br /&gt;with my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These words seem so cold&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t hide away&lt;br /&gt;the pain that you gave me&lt;br /&gt;when you walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you left me with things that you did;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t hide away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers echoed from places you&apos;ve been;&lt;br /&gt;can&apos;t hide away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silence inside&lt;br /&gt;is stained by your voice&lt;br /&gt;when you told me&lt;br /&gt;that you had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sadness within&lt;br /&gt;makes me angry now,&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel the taste&lt;br /&gt;of your tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you left me things that you did;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t hide away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers echoed from places you&apos;ve been;&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t hide away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you left me, my thoughts have been with you.&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t hide away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to find what I used to be like,&lt;br /&gt;Can&apos;t run away.</description>
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  <lj:music>Not Without Grace - Hide Away</lj:music>
  <lj:mood>Hopeful.</lj:mood>
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