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  <title>As if you could read my mind</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Oct 2005 15:52:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fall Break, yippee!!!</title>
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  <description>Tomorrow Daniel and I are leaving for Indy! Here&apos;s the sched., PLEASE talk to me if you will be home when I am, I want to see everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/b&gt; leaving Nashville around 3:00pm, arriving around 8:00 or 9:00pm... I get to pick up my Powerbook and iPod!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday:&lt;/b&gt; at home in the morning, leaving for IU around 4:00pm, arriving around 5:30pm. Dinner with Jessi and Todd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday:&lt;/b&gt; leaving IU and coming home sometime before dinner. Euchre with the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday:&lt;/b&gt; I&apos;m pretty much free all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday:&lt;/b&gt; Common Ground at 9:00am, then maybe dropping by e91 to say hello. Leaving immediately after church to get back to Nashville in time for NICKEL CREEK! Heck yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And does anyone remember Cami Davis from 6th grade at Clay Junior High? SHe moved a while back... and I think I saw her on Laguna Beach last night:)</description>
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  <lj:music>Clay Cook</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Clay Cook</media:title>
  <lj:mood>awake</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Oct 2005 20:05:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Been doing some thinking... I hate being frustrated and confused. Plus, I never thought I&apos;d say this... I miss home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the cafeteria people are freaking awesome!</description>
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  <lj:music>Sarah McLachlan</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Sarah McLachlan</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Sep 2005 04:14:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Had a great talk with my Daniel tonight... we prayed about some stuff and got things straightened out. God is good.</description>
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  <lj:music>John Mayer</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">John Mayer</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 19:54:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>October</title>
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  <description>Oh, October... I can&apos;t wait for you to arrive.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Weekend One:&lt;/span&gt; going to Atlanta with the amazing Daniel!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Weekend Two:&lt;/span&gt; going to Indy with the amazing Daniel!&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; [Nickel Creek on Oct. 16th]&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Weekend Three:&lt;/span&gt; family comes to Nashville. Bleck.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Weekend Four:&lt;/span&gt; CINCINNATI WAHOOOOOO YEAH! I get to see Anne Dizzle and C Flizzle!&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Oh and November is cool too... I&apos;m seeing Ben Folds on the 13th.&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Nickel Creek... frickin&apos; amazing.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Nickel Creek... frickin&apos; amazing.</media:title>
  <lj:mood>writing an essay for writing..</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2005 01:48:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>College stuff</title>
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  <description>I just got back from playing tennis with Daniel... more like Daniel picking up my trash all over the court than like... &lt;i&gt;actual&lt;/i&gt; tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small group is tomorrow night at 8:30... I&apos;m pretty pumped. God totally rocks, he&apos;s put some neato people into my life through this, which is what I&apos;m desperate for since I haven&apos;t seen my 242 girls in a while. I miss having those really, really solid friendships where you&apos;re 100% sure that your friends will support you through absolutely anything and won&apos;t judge you. Don&apos;t get me wrong, I&apos;ve got some good friends here, but it&apos;s not quite the same. I can&apos;t just go trusting random people simply because I live with them and see them all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel is no exception, either. He&apos;s great, but I still have to fight not to put him under the umbrella of Past Experiences With Shady People. I constantly worry that something will go wrong, that something &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; wrong. I know people can&apos;t be happy-smiley all the time, and I don&apos;t expect him to be; i&apos;m just tired of feeling like people will get sick of me or betray me, and I&apos;m really sorry that my junior high experience combined with the past year&apos;s Kristen Noonan Incident interferes with my ability to trust people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my friends here put it well when she said that &quot;no one is normal once you get to know them.&quot; I just wish people would stop acting like they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so basically I just really need Jesus right now... not gonna lie.</description>
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  <lj:music>Nickel Creek</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Nickel Creek</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 23:09:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m beginning to notice how much I really suck at using my free time wisely. When I should be cleaning, I&apos;m online. When I should be doing homework, I&apos;m cleaning. And every time I attempt to study, I&apos;m asleep within 15 minutes. And I am tired because I get online instead of sleeping when I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I conclude that the internet, and not money, is the root of all evil.</description>
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  <lj:music>Gavin DeGraw</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 10 Sep 2005 19:48:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; college... &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;text-decoration: underline;&quot;&gt;Only at Belmont&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; guitars outnumber people.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; music theory is dicussed over breakfast.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; there are random free shows in the courtyard.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; one must worry about strict practice hours.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; lack of musical talent is highly uncommon.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; emo or metro is normal.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; class is held in RCA studio B.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; the cafeteria gets a 67% health rating.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ben Folds lives a few blocks away.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matt Wertz randomly pulls Dave Barnes from backstage for the encore.&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; you can run into Andy Davis at the coffee shop... and he remembers your name.&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Nickel Creek</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Nickel Creek</media:title>
  <lj:mood>caffeinated!</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 07 Sep 2005 21:21:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>like cheese wedges...</title>
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  <description>I miss Anne Durham &quot;like whoa.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss her crazy stories, her jokes, her amazing heart, her advice, her blackwoman voice, her normal voice, her company... and all those little -isms that characterize a person (see above, inside quotations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I&apos;m not a stalker. I just miss my off-tha-hizzle friend.</description>
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  <lj:music>Clay Cook</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Sep 2005 22:08:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>happy Labor Day weekend ya&apos;ll</title>
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  <description>Can&apos;t wait for Georgia. Four hours in the car with Craig and Eleonore, and two days with the amazing Daniel... who could ask for a better birthday?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 03:08:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some thoughts</title>
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  <description>I heart college! It&apos;s like church camp that goes on forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at the store, I bought cheese, pickles, and Honey Bunches of Oats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Georgia produces some fine lads. And ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gas is now $3.20 back home... a little scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matt Wertz for Free, Works for Me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel McKinnon is quite a nice fellow. I think he&apos;s just swell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heart my roomie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposedly, fried okra is big in the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m going to Georgia this weekend!!!!!</description>
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  <lj:music>Ben Folds (my neighbor)</lj:music>
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  <lj:mood>cheerful</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 30 Aug 2005 13:19:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hurricane...</title>
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  <description>There&apos;s nothing like walking across campus to an 8am class, amidst the wrath of hurricane Katrina, to find that your class has indeed been cancelled.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Aug 2005 06:17:52 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Moving In</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s been a long day getting everything settled in the room, but I think it feels pretty comfy so far. Belmont is amazing. Gees, NASHVILLE is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Jessi, Jen, Jessica, and Kyle terribly. The hardest adjustment will probably be getting used to the fact that I can no longer see the people I care most about at the turn of a dime. Life as I know it exists five hours away from this place... you might almost say that I miss home. I miss home and everything about it. Everything but my parents, that is.</description>
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  <lj:music>Jason Mraz</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">Jason Mraz</media:title>
  <lj:mood>contemplative</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 16 Aug 2005 04:55:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>La escuela</title>
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  <description>Friday is &lt;b&gt;the&lt;/b&gt; day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how fast three weeks can turn into two, then one, then three days and so on. Now it all comes down to some last minute shopping, a meningitis shot, and the tieing up of loose ends. Loose ends as in saying goodbye to everyone, and composing a very crucial closure letter sent to hit the mail on Thursday... no clue what to say yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it should be an uneventful, yet highly stressful couple of days here... wish me luck.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 10 Aug 2005 04:59:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Online tests make me feel like such a loser... oh well, I was bored.</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#B9D3EE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;How You Life Your Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#C6E2FF&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/faces.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are honest and direct. You tell it like it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say whatever is on your mind. Other people&apos;s reactions don&apos;t phase you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You prefer a variety of friends and tend to change friends quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of your past dreams have disappointed you, but you don&apos;t let it get you down.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/howdoyouliveyourlifequiz/&quot;&gt;How Do You Live Your Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;&quot; width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;8&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot;&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FF9FD2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are attracted to good manners and elegance.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFA6D9&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you feel the most alive when your partner is patient and never willing to give up on you.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFACDF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;d like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB3E6&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB9EC&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFBFF2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFC6F9&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of marriage something you&apos;ve always wanted... though you haven&apos;t really thought about it.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFCCFF&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this moment, you think of love as something you thirst for. You&apos;ll do anything for love, but you won&apos;t fall for it easily.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/keystoyourheartquiz/&quot;&gt;What Are The Keys To Your Heart?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/serious-dating.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re not ready to go walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;But you may be ready in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz&quot;&gt;What&apos;s Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#98FB98&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 40% Weird&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#CAFBCA&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird-3.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normal enough to know that you&apos;re weird...&lt;br /&gt;But too damn weird to do anything about it!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;How Weird Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#B9EEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hawaiian Name is:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#D4FFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/girl.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot; size=&quot;+1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Keilana Laka&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/hawaiiannamegenerator/&quot;&gt;What&apos;s your Hawaiian Name?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 06:21:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Oh, how I absolutely LOVE new music.</title>
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  <description>&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;We are wrapped up tight in blankets of twisted intentions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;No matter how pure we think we are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Cause I could wrestle and win comfort on your shoulders, in your eyes&lt;br&gt;
But I&apos;d have to answer to or kill our future hearts&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
We are swimming in rivers of confusion&lt;br&gt;
Wondering, Are the things we want what we need?&lt;br&gt;
We approach the throne of God shaking fingers, raising voices&lt;br&gt;
Sreaming &quot;Don&apos;t you know I&apos;ve a hungry flesh to feed?&quot;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Well I guess I showed you pieces of my heart without knowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Pieces you might think weren&apos;t very hard to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;But surprise surprise, you have yet to hold them against me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;We began to play that game at the movies with our friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;I would take their stares and whispers with a smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Not a one would ever question whether you and I had settled for less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;And that&apos;s the danger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;All the while, all alone, I&apos;d be listening to your song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;It would ache my ever unbreaking heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Thinking now I must, I must finish what I started&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Cause I am wrapped up tight in blankets of twisted intentions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;No matter how good you think I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Cause I could wrestle and win comfort on your shoulders, in your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Even talk of God while crying in your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;And we are dancing with the devils of frustration and desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Seeking intimacy we don&apos;t understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Like everything else, this will all play out before us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Not out of sight or out of mind, but out of our hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;And I am showing you these pieces of my heart to fair warn you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;Pieces you might say you already knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;And surprise suprise, you won&apos;t hold them against me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;...and that&apos;s why I can&apos;t do this to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
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  <lj:music>Andrea Summer</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jul 2005 17:10:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I think I&apos;m dying.</title>
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  <description>I got sick from the two boys that I nanny except I think I have a lot worse. It started out as just a bronchial cough with lots of chest congestion, but then I started getting headaches and body aches and feverish... my temperature Wednesday night was 100.9 degrees. It seems to be getting worse and worse; yesterday I didn&apos;t have the energy to get off of teh couch and play with the boys, then last night I got really sick at 1am... I&apos;ll spare the details. So yeah if any of you feel like praying for my health, it would be MUCH appreciated!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2005 02:28:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Not much to say tonight... I&apos;m just really, really hurt.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 04:52:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>prayer</title>
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  <description>Dear God, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please save me from spending ridiculous amounts of my time on Facebook. Amen.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2005 02:07:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>   h      e    L             p..</title>
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  <description>Nannying is consuming my life... and I&apos;ve only worked for three days. All I can think about is the kids, and what we should do tomorrow and what&apos;s for dinner and if Jack is playing too many videogames or watching too many cartoons and what needs to be cleaned up and if the dryer is done yet so I can fold the clothes and if the clean dishes are put away and if the kids have taken their vitamins and brushed their teeth and if I&apos;ve emptied the dehumidifier yet and why Clayton is crying and whether or not the mail is here...</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2005 01:19:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>an Update for you. Yes, YOU</title>
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  <description>Well it&apos;s been a while, let me catch up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The open house went extremely well. We had a great turnout, people started coming in waves and sometimes it was hard to get a chance to chat with everyone. The music sounded awesome, and there was awesome food and desserts and yummies... I can honestly say that all the stress and rushing around was worth it in the end because Jes and I had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was my first day nannying... and rather boring at that, but today was great. Clayton made $12 fleecing the neigborhood at his lemonade stand. I was able to be productive and do housework in the morning while he and Jack played, then we played outside all (hot) afternoon and invited the neighbor kids over for dinner. So far I&apos;ve logged about 23 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... back to last night. My first time being around people who were drinking. I know what you&apos;re probably thinking... but I was responsible. Besides, I wasn&apos;t there late enough to see them when they were actually drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, the quote of the evening by a Mr. Policeman Sir: &quot;We like to try and maintain a family environment in our parks.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 17:00:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Larry Lux Quote of the Day</title>
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  <description>Here is today&apos;s Larry Lux Quote of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       &quot;Look at how much firewood I have moved, and look at how much you have moved. I have moved more firewood than you.&quot;</description>
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  <lj:music>&quot;The Country Club Song&quot; -Larry Lux</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">&quot;The Country Club Song&quot; -Larry Lux</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Jun 2005 06:07:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wahoo, kissing quizzes</title>
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  <description>Wow... how bored am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;&quot; width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFA5B2&quot;&gt;&lt;h3 style=&quot;margin: 0; border: 0;&quot;&gt;Part Passionate Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFDBE0&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/passionate.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, kissing is about all about following your urges&lt;br /&gt;							  If someone&apos;s hot, you&apos;ll go in for the kiss - end of story&lt;br /&gt;							  You can keep any relationship hot with your steamy kisses&lt;br /&gt;							  A total spark plug - your kisses are bound to get you in trouble&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFA5B2&quot;&gt;&lt;h3 style=&quot;margin: 0; border: 0;&quot;&gt;Part Shy Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFDBE0&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/shy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You *do* love to kiss, once your comfortable with it&lt;br /&gt;							  And that means knowing the person you&apos;re kissing pretty well&lt;br /&gt;							  You usually don&apos;t make the first move when it comes to making out&lt;br /&gt;							  But you&apos;ve got plenty of intensity in return&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 09 Jun 2005 21:52:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Some quality Larry Lux quotes:</title>
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  <description>&quot;Graduation is not about you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Your social life and personal agenda must be put on hold until all of your work is done!!!&quot; (yelling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;It&apos;s not &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; open house. It&apos;s &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; open house.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve worked around the housing doing hardcore cleaning all day Tuesday, Wednesday, and today. And I have another fun day of slave labor tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay tuned for the Larry Lux Quote-of-the-Day!&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Jun 2005 03:59:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s Over</title>
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  <description>I still don&apos;t think it&apos;s hit me that I will never, ever be going back to high school. It kind of feels like I&apos;m suspended in all of this craziness, unable to turn around and go back, but yet still not at the destination. Like an airplane flying over the water. I wonder where I will end up in 10 years or even 5 years. I wonder what kind of people I will be friends with and if missing the old friends will hurt. At graduation I was looking around at everyone sitting around me and wondering the same things for them. I&apos;ve grown up with these people and will most likely never see some of them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, wear your sunscreen. I got a bit toasted today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2005 04:49:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Best T-shirt ever! Well maybe not EVER...</title>
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  <description>I saw this awesome T-shirt today at the mall that said &lt;i&gt;Boys are Jerks!&lt;/i&gt; and in a little blue circle on the corner, kind of like a button, it read something like &lt;i&gt;No surprise here!&lt;/i&gt; ...the epitomy of bitterness and cheerful pessimism. Man I&apos;m telling you guys, that shirt made my day, and after tonight I&apos;m kicking myself for having passed up the opportunity to buy it.</description>
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