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  <title>I've got something to say...</title>
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  <updated>2009-01-08T18:22:57Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:6985</id>
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    <title>Writer's Block: If Wishes Were Horses</title>
    <published>2009-01-08T18:22:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-08T18:22:57Z</updated>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;From shooting stars to stray eyelashes, there are a lot of ways to make a wish. What's your preferred method for asking favors from the universe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_clamp_x' lj:user='clamp_x' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://clamp-x.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://clamp-x.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;clamp_x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=656'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=656"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
The clock,double digits, when its 11:11 &lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writer's Block: If Wishes Were Horses</title>
    <published>2008-11-12T08:18:10Z</published>
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&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='border: 1px solid #000; padding: 6px;'&gt;&lt;p&gt;From shooting stars to stray eyelashes, there are a lot of ways to make a wish. What's your preferred method for asking favors from the universe?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style='font-size: 0.8em;'&gt;Submitted By &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_clamp_x' lj:user='clamp_x' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://clamp-x.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://clamp-x.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;clamp_x&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input type="button" value="Answer" onclick="document.location.href='http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml?qotd=656'" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/misc/latestqotd.bml?qid=656"&gt;View 500 Answers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- end .appwidget-qotd --&gt;
i store away a penny for every wish i make</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:6495</id>
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    <title>going to H-TOWN</title>
    <published>2008-01-01T21:12:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-01T21:12:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well im taking off today for houston with my friend elizabeth,were going to beat down her ex. also right now my&amp;nbsp;gus is having a pain in the ass time trying to keep me from going by threatening to not talk to me if i go,cause he doesnt want me going alone&amp;nbsp;cause he thinks its a&amp;nbsp;long trip for me to go alone. so he's worried but he is being an ass about it.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;these threats are getting annoying&amp;nbsp;its like why be a girl about it?&amp;nbsp; oh well theres only so much booze i can drink to make it stop bothering me,and while im gone im going to figure out just how much booze it will take. so this just helped me start off the new year bad....well actually end last year bad because come mid-night i was toasty!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:6291</id>
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    <title>bored</title>
    <published>2007-11-14T18:53:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-14T18:53:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Take This Quiz - &lt;a href="http://www.quizyourfriends.com/quizpage.php?quizname=071114134742-703639"&gt;http://www.quizyourfriends.com/quizpage.php?quizname=071114134742-703639&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:5726</id>
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    <title>aiden pic..i love this little boy</title>
    <published>2005-09-07T05:37:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-07T05:37:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:5541</id>
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    <title>been awhile</title>
    <published>2005-08-02T06:36:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-02T06:36:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i havent used this in along while..guess ive had more interesting things to do than sit at my computer and talk about what happened during my day...if had that kind of time i think i would shoot myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well i know of 2 people who still use this..audrey and liz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see you both know whats been going on in my silly life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i dont talk to stacy you both should know that...she was being a bitch,i would call she wouldnt call back i told her that she was being a bitch and she chose to never get back to me with anything..i suppose its because she didnt care or cause she may have met a boy and nothing probably ever became of that,as usual.  dont know whats going on with her but i doubt much and its funny how she assumed that audrey was her friend if she only knew how much audrey would dread going to her house me making her call her or visit her when she was down...everyone asked why do you still talk to her...i dont know anybody who really liked her, just me i did tell them it was out of pity but most of the time its cause i was really bored and well its better to be with someone ANYONE than to be bored at 2am watching tv..but im really glad that this has happened cause i was able to get rid of her...no longer have to be pity friend to anyone..dont know how i lasted this long...she really annoyed me with her i want to be treated like an adult by my mom...HA please, you dont even know how to be an adult..never done anything with yourself!! she would complain about her mom but me and audrey would say shes going to end up a crazy cracker just like her mom...sad sad...she really shouldnt rag on her cause she lets it happen she lets her mom treat her like that and her mom should she has a 23 year old child on her hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boo boo i shouldnt talk about her..i guess getting on here made me think about it cause it was pretty crummy of her..well she was a crummy friend at THE END but oh well i might have been to but EH WHO CARES its just stacy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i met this really great boy we've been super happy lately, yes super he makes me laugh all that trash talking early made me tired..ill write more about him later :) keep  ya'll updated</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:5365</id>
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    <title>ilovetoberude @ 2005-04-25T11:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-25T16:33:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-25T16:33:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i dont write because i have nothing interesting to say..nothing really has happened...and im not doing much...i go out..i hangout...and occasionally i sleep...im trying very hard not to think about this boy...and at least im not morbid....i just realized that right now,that i dont feel that bad really, its all in my head..hmm..that was good..i need to finds me a man...a man with a big wallet...a FAT wallet and a nice ride. so audrey you still thinking about tattooing and piercing stuff? you silly girl when i read that i freaked out! um..your to old to color your hair blue..dont do it. i saw amityville and it was good i laughed a little because all i do is make jokes,also i had 2 friends walk out during the movie..they made a huge scene yelling fuck this this is way to scary..it was a billy and rose a piercer and a lesbian...hm..never thought those 2 would be pansys but they are...very afraid of the dark...what else...meh..there is nothing to do here..i do enjoy hanging out with my friends though..but i wish there were more..i guess house parties to hang out at...so that way i dont have to buy beer its just already supplied to me...hm..bastid was so suppose to give me a bottle of patron..asshole...&lt;br /&gt;i think i am almost ready to give up drinking completely though...i dont drink as much as i use to..so its all just a matter of time..yah..no more beer shits and no more hangovers..and no more waking up in strangers beds :) heh...well i hope that makes up for never posting bye now chikadees</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:5027</id>
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    <title>DOUBLE OUCH</title>
    <published>2005-03-09T14:08:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-09T14:08:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got my other  tattoo..geez..this one was uncomfortable..well where the bone part was..i expected it to hurt..so eh..but still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so pretty its a green moon smoking,background pink,and tripped out stars..its beautiful...i really like it..but i got it on my upper arm...yup...oh im going to get hell from ppl for getting it there..crap like "girls shouldnt get tattoos there" and blah blah blah</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:4539</id>
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    <title>VD</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T02:44:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-16T02:44:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>breathing sounds of stacy bull</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i got roses pretty neat...even though i hate flowers...thoughtless gift...but oh well its better than nothing..i guess..also i feel like such a ho..cause he gave me 20 bucks because i said i was hungry...this was right when we woke up...so i felt like it was a thank you for last night tip..OH YAH but oh well i looked so cute...ha ok no..i didnt but eh..love your skanky asses lots &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh..yah also he felt really bad about just getting me flowers cause he really liked the gifts i got him..his comment was you got me a really cool gift and i just got you some flowers in a jar..pfft..at least i pretend to like them..oh and he made a comment about my sweater he said it looked really nice on me..err..what a fag...blegh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm....yah..so how was everyone elses VALENTINES DAY</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:4134</id>
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    <title>i hate boys</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T20:17:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T20:17:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">he is so complicated i think he reminds me of a girl....grr&lt;br /&gt;awhile back he established that we were just friends with you  know the extra stuff..&lt;br /&gt;but he is really sweet with me..and he always asks me to sleep over and blah blah blah..im pretty sure youve all already heard my bull with this boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont get it...he asks me to be his valentine ..i laughed cause that was just dorky...and gets offended when i laugh and ask the question is it cause i bought you pillow or is cause you feel sorry for me? simple question..right well he says fuck you then i apologize and agree to be his valentine..but i hate him..cause i dont want to like him again he already hurt me once without knowing of course..and he is so sweet to me..but if he doesnt like me..well only as a friend...why does he do this to me..i dont understand!!!!!!!!! frustration is all i feel....because im scared ill start to like him again..and i dont want that because it hurts to much.....oh well i was told to just ask him..but i dont want to know...i guess i would just rather keep this as a friendship than to know that he really just doesnt want to be with me.....awh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do..what to do...what to do</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:3973</id>
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    <title>OUCH!! but  a good ouch</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T08:16:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T08:16:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well i just finished getting my corset piercing on my arm..i will be sending you all pics..its so pretty 8 rings...red lace..oh its beautiful..i love you all *snaps*</content>
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    <title>MY VERY FIRST TATTOO</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T07:08:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T07:08:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok you guys ...so i did it..i got my very first tattoo..my mom doesnt know yet..and im going to hide it from her til it heals...:) hopefully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angry mexican mom...grrrrrrr..scary worse than the time i was in ISS oh geez you remember that audrey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it didnt hurt i actually enjoyed it......im so proud&lt;br /&gt;its a dove for the holy spirit... I LOVE IT!!!! ill post a pic later bye now</content>
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    <title>IDIOT..ME</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T19:59:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T19:59:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well so i spent the night with him...he called i went..i blame it on the alcohol..all this blah blah explaining went on, i really didnt care, i just wanted entertainment and i got it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets see if i return tonight ;)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ilovetoberude:3117</id>
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    <title>new years</title>
    <published>2005-01-02T02:28:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-02T02:28:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it was crazy...first my friend and i were at the my familys house...playing BINGO and then we rang in the new year by eating the 12 grapes...then we go over to my friend roses house and have a few drinks there and then go to simon sez and meet up with some other friends there...my goal for the night was to get someone to make out with my friend...haha..and i did..even though he ended being a jerk but oh well it was just for fun right? well then we meet up with these other to guys we eat blah blah  blah...i played this game scene it.....SOMEBODY BEST BUY IT FOR ME........and then i came home..slept til about umm...5:30 pm...yah..theres more i could add, i guess i just dont feel like typing anymore..bleh</content>
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    <title>i won</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T08:44:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T08:44:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well on this page is one of the pics that won in competition..tell me what you think...BE HONEST...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.goportraits.com/goportraits/portraitclub_expressions.asp?ge=2"&gt;http://www.goportraits.com/goportraits/portraitclub_expressions.asp?ge=2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the second pic...with a purple snow background and two kids an older girl and her little brother...they both look white..hmm do you like javascript:openPopUpWindow()&lt;a href="http://www.goportraits.com/goportraits/portraitclub_expressions.asp?ge=2"&gt;http://www.goportraits.com/goportraits/portraitclub_expressions.asp?ge=2&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>im such a bitch</title>
    <published>2004-12-14T19:58:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-14T19:58:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>that thing you do ...the ONE-DERS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well last night this guy...i guess that ive been talking to,sort of ...i told him that i wasnt going to talk to him anymore..he actually got hurt he said it was like a punch in the chest that i could be so cool just about not being his "friend" anymore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually cried like a little bitch because he felt bad..WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME!!!!!!!!!!!! gosh i need a break &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONT FORGET MY BDAY THIS SUNDAY...if i do anything i will you come///HMMMMMMMM</content>
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    <title>BAR FIGHT</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T09:09:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T09:09:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MESA MESA MESA QUE MAS APPLAUDA?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">gosh why are men piggies? i went to buffalos to have a FREE BEER and i got there and there were these two men talking to my friend and her brother and his wife...so i get there sit down and im not in the best of moods so they try to talk to me..and of course i was tired of hearing them so i just snapped at them with sarcastic remarks...grr..its like they enjoyed it..one was talking to me and i felt his spit on me..i just rubbed my neck fractically and yelled nasty ass asshole you fucking spit all over me stop fucking talking!! of course he keeps on going and then he tries to convince me that its sexy to pierce my nipples and that i should and how he couldnt believe i didnt have any tattoos blah blah licking my balls..bleh..anyhow i keep punching him off of me and then as he turns his back i grab his beer and spit a big loogie in it HAHAHA my friend was saying thats mean but i didnt care i just watched him drink it up...well then he finally leaves me alone....and then his other friend tries nasty bastids...well he keeps talking im just nodding but not paying any attention and he goes on about how cute i am..so i just roll my eyes and he says something about me having low selfesteem...and i asked is that why your targeting me BASTID...and he laughed and said NO geez your mean..and i replied yes, and thank you..now go :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh to only be a beauty queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait theres more</content>
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    <title>handbook?</title>
    <published>2004-11-22T13:53:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-30T09:12:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sounds of a muffler</lj:music>
    <content type="html">THE NEW 2004 CALIFORNIA STATE EMPLOYEE GIRLY-MEN HANDBOOK   &lt;br /&gt;by ARNOLD SCHWARZENEGGER &lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK DAYS   We will no longer accept a doctor's statement as proof of sickness. If  you are able to go to the doctor, you are able to come to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL DAYS   Each employee will receive 104 personal days a year. They are called Saturday &amp; Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUNCH BREAK   Skinny people get 30 minutes for lunch as they need to eat more, so that they can look healthy. Normal size people get 15   minutes for lunch to get balanced meal to maintain their average figure Fat people get 5 minutes for lunch, because that's all the time needed to drink a Slim Fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRESS CODE   It is advised that you come to work dressed according to your salary. If we see you wearing $350 Prada sneakers, and carrying a $600 Gucci Bag,  we assume you are doing well financially and therefore you do not need a raise. If you dress poorly, you need to learn to manage your money better, so that you may buy nicer clothes, and therefore you do not need a raise. If you dress in-between, you are right where you need to be and therefore you do not need a raise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEREAVEMENT LEAVE   This is no excuse for missing work. There is nothing you can do for dead friends, relatives, or coworkers. Every effort should be made to have no employees attend to the  arrangements. In rare cases where employee involvement is necessary funeral should be schedule in the late afternoon. We will be glad to allow you to work through your lunch hour and subsequently leave that much earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESTROOM USE   Entirely too much time is being spent in the restroom. There is now a strict 3 minute time limit in the stalls. At the end of three minutes, an alarm will sound, the toilet paper roll will retract, the stall door will open and a picture will be taken. After your second offense, your picture will be posted on the company bulletin board under "Chronic Offenders." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your loyalty to our great state. We are here to provide a positive employment experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          THE GOVERNATER</content>
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    <title>ilovetoberude @ 2004-11-15T00:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-15T06:33:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-15T06:33:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>theme music to law and order</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well a lot has happened since the last time i was here...i now have a lesbian stalker...she was cool when we were just friends,then she started with the BABES and i would tell her to shut up i took it as a joke at first then after awhile it just got to disturbing..then she always wanted to RUB my back...creepy...then one night when we were drinking she leaned in and tried to kiss me!!!! i just screamed WTF and got all crazy...but i forgave her..because i know its hard to resist me...HAHAHAHAHAHA..well then i met this guy she introduced us..him and i have been hanging out, well she didnt like it so much when he put his arm around me..she was said"what the fuck is this?!" then started trying to hug me too..and that was disturbing. i got so pissed i told her to get the fuck out (his house) and to fucking walk her gay ass home cause she was pissing me off and i was tired of her bullshit! i was annoyed..so he took her home about 10minutes after he got back she showed up..saying she couldnt get in her house,hmm. well the next day she bought me an eyeliner and tried to apologize but i dont care she has done PISSED me off and i dont need this type of bull in my life..right? heh..oh well so now i dont know aobut this guy,he seems nice but he's been trying to umm...BOINK me since the first time we hung out...grr boys are gross..im not a slut :)</content>
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    <title>hunkie cashier well CSM</title>
    <published>2004-11-08T06:22:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-08T06:22:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>FOOTLOOSE</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok..i do believe i have a problem...i admit it freely..im an erotomaniac or at least somewhat close to being one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEZ MY LIFE IS SO DULL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well finally the whole vegas thing is given to me..and my dear mom says NO cause ill be going alone and during thanksgiving..i completely understand her POV but..ugh..if had someone to go with it would be fine,but come on now all of my friends is poor ghetto folk yes you know you are..well maybe except stacy..but still &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also my boss asked me if i was on meds cause sometimes im really happy and others..it seems like i could careless..i think she meant to say unhappy...well geez i need sleep not meds when i sleep more im better and when im PAID more im also happier..damn i need a raise</content>
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    <title>The only time i wish i was older..</title>
    <published>2004-11-04T16:23:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-04T16:23:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hot child in the city</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well..my boss calls me this morning and she asks me, "How old are you?" i reply "22,why?" she says "well cause the company needs someone to cover in las vegas for 2weeks its an all paid 2 week stay hotel of your choice all you have to do is work 40 hours every week..at 8 something an hour and they'll pay everything" i was so excited but then heres the stinger.."but we needed someone who is 25 years old or older" OOOOOOOOOOO pain i was begging her to run it buy them if they couldnt find anyone else..plegh it stinks on ice...oh well :(</content>
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    <title>ilovetoberude @ 2004-11-01T00:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-01T06:16:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-01T06:16:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i love my job...hate the children that go along with it...but its a great form of birth control..all of those in favor of having their tubes tied *blegh* kids</content>
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    <title>*EXTRA EXTRA*</title>
    <published>2004-10-28T17:55:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-28T17:55:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">STACY BULL QUESTIONS WHETHER OR NOT SHE'D BE MY FRIEND IF I ONLY HAD ONE LEG AND ONE ARM ON OPPOSITE SIDES OF EACH OTHER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*TEAR*</content>
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    <title>*DAMN*</title>
    <published>2004-10-28T06:27:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-28T06:27:16Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">for some reason now..im not able to get onto my old LJ..and thats cause i hadnt thought about it in a long while..so i have to start up a new one..hm..maybe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nite *plegh*</content>
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