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  <title>The Game Of Life Is Hard To Play</title>
  <subtitle>I'm Going To Lose It Anyway</subtitle>
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    <name>Brian Resila</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-02T03:16:38Z</updated>
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    <title>So, I've got a lot to say</title>
    <published>2008-07-02T03:16:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-02T03:16:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">First I was baker acted three times in a two month period first for shitting and pissing in my front lawn, no voices, no visuals, just pure loss of touch with reality, and the narcissistic view I was a god (which I told the police and then asked them if they could get me weed). Four years from now protect and serve may mean something different. I was under stimulates socially and began to believe I was demigod like so no one would want to hire me (it's nice when you can spin it like that to yourself). This hindered logical and real plans, so I snapped. &lt;br /&gt;The second time was for meds defiance, my mom called the police, the third was in an attempt to manipulate the system which was successful. I am slowly getting off medications. I met some strange crack heads, and nice aspirgers/autism patients while I was at the hospital. And, still did my job of talking people back from fits and episodes.&lt;br /&gt;I also had several schizophrenic features from the medications. I am looking foward to getting a job, returning to school in August (being off meds more likely than not) and moving up north sometime this winter or into the next year.&lt;br /&gt;-Brian Resila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Honestly I want to move to Canada, buy a small cabin, grow a plant, and just relax life away I've found out the requirements to become a Canadian citizen.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ineednewljname2:13617</id>
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    <title>Wow</title>
    <published>2008-01-03T05:12:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-03T05:12:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am a complete fool: just to think seconds ago I thouht I was beyond self reproach, and just slamming down on me comes a piece of history, I chose probably to disgard subconsciously, comes reemed back into my face. I feel like a fuckin' twit now. ROFLMAOWACKFIMA,&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Brian</content>
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    <title>Poetry; weight-loss; and Wednesdays</title>
    <published>2007-03-23T06:58:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-23T06:58:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Benevento-Russo Duo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Let me start with 12am-6am on Wednesday; first at one I went to Walgreen's and bought some pens, a notebook, and cigarettes; then I proceeded to wander my neighborhood a while to observe the serenity of suburbia at such a late hour. I then returned home, finished watching Star Wars III: Revenge of the Sith. I wrote poetry for a while after; you shall see them at some point, trust me, my ego is always huge and omni-present, even whilst it is destructive.&lt;br /&gt;6-12, I got ready for and went to school. Speech, break, then West. Civ. I then proceeded to go to math, whilst on my way there, &lt;br /&gt;12-6 I sat on a bench to smoke, I struck up a conversation with what appeared to be a 15 yr old girl, playing a nintendo DS. She was extremely interesting; she seems to enjoy mind chess as much as I do... went home, then I slept woke up and had Steak and Shake</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ineednewljname2:13284</id>
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    <title>I'm finally 18; this is it?</title>
    <published>2007-03-02T04:44:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-02T04:44:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It was best stated by the Barenaked Ladies with: I have faith in medication; I believe in the Prozac Nation; You play doctor, but I've lost patience: Call the police and call the press, but please dear god, don't tell my friends. This' where it ends, this is where it ends. I have loved and I have waited. Been picked up and been sedated; mental health is overrated...&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to think, since recently I've experimented; I've found I'm happier drugged, be I stoned, on psychotropic meds or drunk. I'm a loner; Jon, it's the truth. It is what it is, when you said, "Brian, you're not in high school anymore; that whole loner fat kid thing doesn't work." And, you're right; it's broken. &lt;br /&gt;Some people hate themselves/jobs/lives, and they take it out in rage, which, let us face it gets more respect than some other ways of coping. I'm off track, miserable, bored, and bitch (at best). And, you know what I do; I create conflict, and harbor bitterness.(Stupid bitterness, too; it's about shit I can't control.)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I am, or where I'm going. And, I never did... What truly bothers me, though, is this: I'm starting to buy into this thing, hope, and hopeless hope to boot. When all you have to lose is a pulse, ha; well, I guess fuck it, and fuck me... I don't think I need a friend; I think I need to get a grip; why do I care that I'm miserable? Am I that egotistical? It's kind of hard to have others care about you; when you won't care about yourself. It was once said somewhere, "I'm at that awkward age where I've been born, but I'm not dead yet." I am going through some facsimile of life (whatever life is to you). And, I wish I was boldly coward enough to stop it now...&lt;br /&gt;-Brian Michael Resila</content>
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    <title>A Philosopher Looks At 18</title>
    <published>2006-10-15T03:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-15T03:57:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dashboard Confessional- Morning Calls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am looking at my past 17 and change years on this earth, and I can now arrive at the fact I know nothing. I was once a wealth of information, so insightful, but that was all in relation to how old I was. Wisdom is accumulated, from experience not assumed and drawn from the well of common sense. I really am nothing. I am in college, I am ahead of the curve in that regard. But, in all actuality I am behind in maturity. I wish I had done more in these years of my life, like had a girlfriend. All I can really say I've had is bad luck and made no effort to change it. I just think everyone knows I need to change, or I'll drown in my own devices. I am burning bridges by not getting anything. And, so in relation to age, I am behind the curve in experience. I really want to give up, sad thing is, I am the only one who wouldn't blame me if I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Brian</content>
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    <title>It's malignant</title>
    <published>2006-08-30T05:20:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-30T05:20:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eagles- Heartache Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Have you ever felt like there was an idea in your little head that was starting to grow over you as a whole? It was something that was all consuming. Something that you were taking with you everywhere, you know like baggage, like the kind that's emotional. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, either way, there's this girl, you see (lol, get it?). Lets get somewhere with this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing so much poetry about her, about how I feel, and she has a boyfriend see. Well, that's irrelavent, with her I just sorta see so many different parts of her now. And, they all have there own sorta mystique, own sort of grace, elegance beauty, and well, there's no asking for advice or nothin' it's just, I wanted to get it off my chest. I understand how she feels, I think, but if I do, that's just more confusing to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerly,&lt;br /&gt;Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Please fuckin' comment, somebody, anybody.</content>
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    <title>Cool Pool</title>
    <published>2006-08-30T05:12:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-30T05:12:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Outkast- Whole World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/poll/?id=810002"&gt;View Poll: Your Opinion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ineednewljname2:12259</id>
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    <title>3 can keep a secret if 2 are dead</title>
    <published>2006-08-15T05:37:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-15T05:37:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rolling Stones- Ruby Tuesday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"So, you think you can tell heaven from hell, blue skies from pain, can you tell a green field from a cold stell rail, a smile from a veil? Do you think you could tell, did they get you to trade..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lonely right now, I mean life is complicated, and I mean the only thing I really have now are my delousions, I am very torn right now, between cold comfort and change. I want change if I control it, but that's nuts it's dark out, I can't keep it light, it's today not last week (as much as I want it to be last week). I figured out that hopes and dreams are things you want blindly and can't grab because you can not see them. I know I am stuck in a class (the middle) that is such where you can only accumulate debt and not wealth. ALSO, I want a relationship, with a real human, I want to feel the warmth of anothers touch. I want someone to read this and understand, I don't want to lie anymore, it only makes things worse for you, because then you have to keep up with them, it's all very tiring. I wish someone was my anwser, but is there someone who knows? Or, maybe that someone is somebody who doesn't know the same things. I wish someone would comment, or would talk on the phone with me all night. As I've gotten older I've found you just want more and more someone to hold you and tell you it'll all be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping,&lt;br /&gt;Brian</content>
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    <title>And I wonder how I never got the burn</title>
    <published>2006-06-23T06:13:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-23T06:13:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Interesting isn't this little thing called life, it's a dark tunnel; and, this dark tunnel has infintesimal turns and twists and drop offs. Why is that, why can't it be straight to a goal? I think it is logic myself, the ability to reason throws a monkey wrench (wait not a monkey wrench a monkey, a drownin' monkey)into the straight line of religion and faith. Lines are less resistant than curves. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I never got burned for some of the things I have done, but that doesn't matter, I wrote a poem tonight, just a while ago I am going to post it, if you want to know what happened comment asking what didn't you get burned for and I'll do an entry on it; the poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretense to Sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raw is lust,&lt;br /&gt;but rarer is love;&lt;br /&gt;love has a potency lust lacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is comunicable,&lt;br /&gt;love is not;&lt;br /&gt;genetalia travels,&lt;br /&gt;your soul is founded&lt;br /&gt;and cemented to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many others depends;&lt;br /&gt;it depends on how fractured your(self) soul is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is something that cares for all,&lt;br /&gt;but loves few;&lt;br /&gt;and intimatly loves fewer still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the higher brain,&lt;br /&gt;the subconcious,&lt;br /&gt;this is in oposition to primevial lust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lust is this:&lt;br /&gt;Breasts,&lt;br /&gt;Buttox,&lt;br /&gt;Pushing in,&lt;br /&gt;Pulling out,&lt;br /&gt;Thriving on the physical orgasm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what of the soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your cups runnith over,&lt;br /&gt;and I am sure you are intimately in love with many,&lt;br /&gt;can I be one of your loved too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I know you think I need a lot, and please comment.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the time,&lt;br /&gt;Brian</content>
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    <title>My Life's Soundtrack</title>
    <published>2005-12-17T03:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-17T03:41:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Matchbox Twenty- Back 2 Good</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your Life: The Soundtrack&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Opening credits:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Phish- You Enjoy Myself &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Waking up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Cast Of RENT- Finale B &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Average day:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Phish- Birds of A Feather &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;First date:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Phish- Dinner and A Movie &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Falling in love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Elton John- Tiny Dancer &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Love scene:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;The Doors- Light My Fire &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Fight scene:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Aphex Twin- 4 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Breaking up:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Barenaked Ladies- Break Your Heart &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Getting back together:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Bob Dylan- Isis &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Secret love:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ben Folds Five- Kate &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Life's okay:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Elton John- I'm Still Standing &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Mental breakdown:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A Perfect Circle- Sleeping Beauty &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Driving:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Coldplay- Clocks &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Learning a lesson:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Elton John- This Train Don't Stop There Anymore &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Deep thought:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Tool- Reflection &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Flashback:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;John Lennon- Happy Christmas (War Is Over) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Partying:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Manfred Mann's Earthband- Blinded By The Light &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Happy dance:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eminem- Just Lose It &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Regreting:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Boxcar Racer- I Feel So... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Long night alone:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Beck- Nobody's Fault But My Own &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Death scene:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Matchbox Twenty- Back 2 Good &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Closing credits:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Bright Eyes- February Fifteenth &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S875/Your_Life:_The_Soundtrack.html" title="Your Life: The Soundtrack"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been totally &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink*d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stuck</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T19:13:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T19:13:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pavement- Range Life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My mom once told me,"You're to young to be so stuck." Some people may not get that, I mean from the lack of context; she meant stuck in the past, be so stuck in the past. Is it really wrong to spend your entire life live for the age of 6 to rear it's head again, and take it's rightful place as the present of your life? I mean sometimes it is just beyond pathetic how I am so uncapable of coping; with the here and now. Sometimes, it's all to much for me to take, hence the recent string of absences from school. Purely sensory overload; that when it's all sorted again, I wind up regretting not going. It's like damned if you do; damned if you don't. My problem is, in all reality, I try to hard to please everyone; to try a fill that hole in me I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only person who really is just completely void of the capacity to feel "love" in any shape or form. I am the only person, who can't do that. I'ven't had a crush in a long while, just strong sexual attraction. I mean, maybe love only matters to those who have always felt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I am unreasonable with the expectation that I should be respected, right? And, if you are gonna disrespect me, to do it to my face, at least. But, maybe, those are high expectations from my contemporaries. They'll learn soon; not by my hand, but from a spectre far worse (life). They say they understand, they don't, I barely do; and I am light years ahead of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have been really weirded out recently by people wanting to befriend me. That's new to me, of course I am going to be suspicious, especially if I couldn't trust you then (whenever that might've been). We live to fill the gaps in our knowledge, in ourselves. But, the best way to do that is, to realize, this; "Be the person you were at two, just more mature, hopefuly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love, in that figurative friend sense";&lt;br /&gt;Brian Michael Resila</content>
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    <title>ineednewljname2 @ 2005-12-12T21:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T02:58:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T02:58:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Phish- Guelah Papyrus</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: February 27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a spiritual soul - a person who tries to find meaning in everything.&lt;br /&gt;You spend a good amount of time meditating, trying to figure out life.&lt;br /&gt;Helping others is also important to you. You enjoy social activities with that goal.&lt;br /&gt;You are very generous and giving. Yet you expect very little in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Getting along with anyone and everyone	&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Needing a good amount of downtime to recharge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Cobalt blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: September&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I am just at the point, the point of seeing things so clearly, it hurts. It isn't that my glasses aren't tinted, they just aren't tinted enough. "My Future's So Bright, I Gotta Wear Shades." Bull shit, well anyways, this is a rant without rhyme or reason, just that expression for trying to find someone, anyone to listen to me, so that my knowledge is imparted to other. I am very deep, from what others say. Maybe that is bred from strong loneliness and withdrawl, i don't know though. Maybe the world hasn't turned it's back on me, possibly I've turned my back on it.&lt;br /&gt;     Chances that's all life really consists of, chances. We take them, lose some, win some. But, those things never apply to anyone, except you. Because your ego is so big (you as in me).&lt;br /&gt;     We are, and that's beautiful, and it should be fulfilling enough. (the only concrete fact i have found through my analysis of life)!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>In the Air Tonight</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T22:58:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T22:58:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Phil Colins- In the Air Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We live, we die. That's all there is to it. Everything inbetween birth and death is substance, per say. A thick jelly, sorta, that binds the two. I live, I die. The viscosity of the jelly binding the two can be related to quality, and the height to length. Dying is said to be inevitable, living is not. We all hide, we all squeeze by. It's just with how much grace we squeeze by with is what counts. But, then again, grace is what makes life unfair.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ineednewljname2:10525</id>
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    <title>Name Game</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T23:38:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T23:38:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sopranos on TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1.Jon Webber&lt;br /&gt;2.Kat LaBuda&lt;br /&gt;3.Brendan Grubb&lt;br /&gt;4.Laura Duvacaut&lt;br /&gt;5.Tori Morganstein&lt;br /&gt;6.Kristen Mekich&lt;br /&gt;7.Brennan Murray&lt;br /&gt;8.Jake&lt;br /&gt;9.Kelsey Stang&lt;br /&gt;10.Michael Albiez&lt;br /&gt;11.Zack Golt&lt;br /&gt;12.Alison Holt&lt;br /&gt;13.Dave Lubin&lt;br /&gt;14.Andrew&lt;br /&gt;15.Omar&lt;br /&gt;16.Anthony Pepe&lt;br /&gt;17.Robert Snow&lt;br /&gt;18.Aaron Jay Kasen&lt;br /&gt;19.Amanda&lt;br /&gt;20.Giovana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did you meet 13?Through my friend Jon, they went to College and Highschool together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you honestly think of 10?He needs help, he always seems content, but he's really lying to himself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would or did 19 and 8 date?Nope, never, they live in diffrent states&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever liked 3?Not really, he's cute without the beard, but nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If 1 died tomorrow, what would you do to prevent it if you could?Die in their place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 2 and 11 make a good couple?Nah, one does drugs the other doesn't,one's smart, the other is oblivious to common sense things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 7 in 3 words:Pretentious Back Stabber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think 12 is hot?No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 1 and 17 make a lovely couple?an interesting one, but not a lovely one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think when you see 8?Why here, why now, why me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me something humiliating about 11?He was straight edge mostly til ninth grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know any of 3's family members?His Mother, and Father, and His Brother &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 20's favorite color?Anything Neon, purple and pink, and the rainbow &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a scale of 1-10 how cute is 14?he isn't cute, but he is hot, I like him, attractive, smart, atheletic, everything I am not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if 4 just professed their undying love for you?Profess mine for them back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What language does 19 speak?English &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 8 going out with?Fuck if I know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 9 a boy or a girl?Girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would 18 and 4 make a good couple?No, not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade is 17 in?11th I think, maybe he was held back to tenth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you talked to 12?I don't know a week or so ago &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 3's favorite band?His Band, Wicked Dream Foundation, LOL, maybe Sonic Youth, or Radiohead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does 1 have any siblings?Nope Only Child &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 6?I'd die to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date 7?NO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 15 single?Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 19's last name?Don't know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 5's middle name?Tori is his middle name, Dustin is his first &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is 10's fantasy?I don't know, changes so much, be a rock star, smoke pot forevery after he gets off probation &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say something about 18?weird kid, funny, smart, but weird &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's 16's talent?I don't know, the lack there of, or the ability to convince himself he is a good writer?, or singer for that matter</content>
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    <title>LOL</title>
    <published>2005-07-02T02:02:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-02T02:02:31Z</updated>
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&lt;td&gt;You're hot! You've read a lot. You've done a lot, and there's a lot you'd like to try in the future. You've got a sharp, sexy mind, and few inhibitions to restrain you from exploring all the pleasure you can get. You have few hang-ups, and there's not much you don't know about sex. You're open-minded and able to enjoy things that would make a lesser person squeamish. You're an exceptional treat as a lover, appreciated greatly by those who know the differnce. You were probably bored with a few of the people you've been with in your past, feeling like you had to drag them along with you in the sexual adventures you want to have, and probably dumping them for the same reason. It takes a lot to stimulate you; you realize it's not just about bumping uglies. In the end there's gotta be a lot more to it. Still, there is always room for improvement. Before you can graduate into a true sexual genius, there are a few things you've got to learn, to explore, to think through, talk through, and fuck through. A good place to start is in taking a look at the few things you're still a little hesitant to try. Break down you're last few barriers and discover the outer sexual frontiers, and you'll become a master. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td valign="center"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;91%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;sexiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17048238509886995797"&gt;The Intellectual Sexiness Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=5218080644281319708"&gt;dr_eros&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>ineednewljname2 @ 2005-06-15T18:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T22:50:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T22:50:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Boxcar Racer- I feel so</lj:music>
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    <title>Fuckin' LJ</title>
    <published>2005-06-11T02:27:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-11T02:27:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Devendra Banhart- Electric Heart</lj:music>
    <content type="html">LJ deleted this long entry I prepared about the apocalypse. And that sucks, because it is really looming upon us. I don't like society, but hey, I like to live, and I'd like to live some more before the world ends, you know, I mean the weather, the diseases, and pestilence, it's like something out of a hellish sci-fi story, all I know is that, it all started 25 years ago with AIDs, and it's all coming full circle. LOL, it ain't dogma of any sort, it's observances, and realization, that we as a society have blown our chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say the end is near&lt;br /&gt;Some say we'll see armageddon soon&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope we will&lt;br /&gt;I sure could use a vacation from this&lt;br /&gt;Bull-shit, three-ring&lt;br /&gt;Circus sideshow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of freaks here in this&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless fucking&lt;br /&gt;Hole we call L.A.&lt;br /&gt;The only way to fix it is&lt;br /&gt;To flush it all away&lt;br /&gt;Any fucking time&lt;br /&gt;Any fucking day&lt;br /&gt;Learn to swim&lt;br /&gt;See you down in&lt;br /&gt;Arizona Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fret for your figure&lt;br /&gt;And fret for your latte&lt;br /&gt;And fret for your lawsuit&lt;br /&gt;And fret for your hairpiece&lt;br /&gt;And fret for your Prozac&lt;br /&gt;And fret for your pilot&lt;br /&gt;And fret for your contract&lt;br /&gt;And fret for your car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bull-shit, three-ring&lt;br /&gt;Circus sideshow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of freaks here in this&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless fucking&lt;br /&gt;Hole we call L.A.&lt;br /&gt;The only way to fix it is&lt;br /&gt;To flush it all away&lt;br /&gt;Any fucking time&lt;br /&gt;Any fucking day&lt;br /&gt;Learn to swim&lt;br /&gt;See you down in&lt;br /&gt;Arizona Bay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say a comet will fall from the sky&lt;br /&gt;Followed by meteor showers and tidal waves&lt;br /&gt;Followed by fault lines that cannot sit still&lt;br /&gt;Followed by millions of dumb-founded dipshits and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say the end is near&lt;br /&gt;Some say we'll see armageddon soon&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope we will&lt;br /&gt;I sure could use a vacation from this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid shit&lt;br /&gt;Silly shit&lt;br /&gt;Stupid shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One great big festering neon distraction&lt;br /&gt;I've a suggestion to keep you all occupied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom's gonna fix it all soon&lt;br /&gt;Mom's coming 'round to put it back the way it oughta be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck L. Ron Hubbard&lt;br /&gt;And fuck all his clones&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all these gun-toting&lt;br /&gt;Hip gangster wanna-bes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck retro anything&lt;br /&gt;Fuck your tattoos&lt;br /&gt;Fuck all you junkies&lt;br /&gt;And fuck your short memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck smilie glad-hands with hidden agendas&lt;br /&gt;Fuck these dysfunctional, insecure actresses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim... Learn to swim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying for rain&lt;br /&gt;I'm praying for tidal waves&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the ground give way&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch it all go down&lt;br /&gt;Mom, please flush it all away&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see it go right in and down&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch it go right in&lt;br /&gt;Watch you flush it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, time to bring it down again&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, don't just call a pessimist&lt;br /&gt;Try and read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't imagine why you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;Welcome any change, my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see it come down&lt;br /&gt;Plug it down&lt;br /&gt;Suck it down&lt;br /&gt;Flush it down&lt;br /&gt;            -Tool's Aenema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May this feeling of being alone, and waking up mad, and going to suicidal be temporary,&lt;br /&gt;Brian</content>
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    <title>Crappy hope inducing quiz</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T00:18:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T00:18:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jason mraz- I'll do anything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;h2&gt;LJ Friends Meme by &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_coolerq' lj:user='coolerq' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://coolerq.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://coolerq.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;coolerq&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;• You must tell &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;666&lt;/span&gt; people about this game.&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Tori Morganstein&lt;/span&gt; is the one that you love.&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Kristen Mekich&lt;/span&gt; is one you like but can't work out.&lt;br /&gt;• You care most about &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Jon Webber&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Laura Duvacaut&lt;/span&gt; is the one who knows you very well.&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Susannah Goya-Pack&lt;/span&gt; is your lucky star.&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Prison Sex&lt;/span&gt; is the song that matches with &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Tori Morganstein&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Lifetime Piling Up&lt;/span&gt; is the song for &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Kristen Mekich&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;• &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;Ghost&lt;/span&gt; is the song that tells you most about YOUR mind.&lt;br /&gt;• and &lt;span class="embresponse"&gt;You and I Both&lt;/span&gt; is the song telling you how you feel about life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.comclub.org/lj/fsquiz.php"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>ineednewljname2 @ 2005-06-05T19:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-04T23:09:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-04T23:09:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Suicide is Painless- Marilyn Manson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;form action="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/do-survey.php" method="post" target="_new"&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#efefef" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="center" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Do you:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question1" value="Do+you%3A"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type1" value="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;know all the words to Bohemian Rhapsody&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question2" value="know+all+the+words+to+Bohemian+Rhapsody"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type2" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;sing outloud in the car&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;more of a dull kinda humish sing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question3" value="sing+outloud+in+the+car"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type3" 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value="does+kissing+in+the+rain+sound+sweet+or+wet"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type22" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;is holding hands a first step or a comfortable intimacy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;don't really understand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question23" value="is+holding+hands+a+first+step+or+a+comfortable+intimacy"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type23" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;do you compare yourselves to others to feel better about yourself&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;not really, usually to make myself feel worse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="question24" value="do+you+compare+yourselves+to+others+to+feel+better+about+yourself"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type24" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;name someone you respect&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td 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name="question30" value="someone+you%5C%27d+want+to+know+for+a+long+time"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="type30" value="1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Take This Survey"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/create-survey.php"&gt;CREATE YOUR OWN!&lt;/a&gt; - or - &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/simplesurveys/paid-surveys.php"&gt;GET PAID TO TAKE SURVEYS!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that sticky summer feel, the feeling of being lost, and the pain in the head, and all those problems, I have. And everyone else is being so fucked up, GG go suck a dick, and hopefully the guy forces your head down and makes you swallow, same goes for you Brianna. Fuckers, I hate everyone at the moment, and those I want to talk to, I can not reach, that figures, MIKE ALBIEZ, CALL ME, IM ME, LET ME KNOW WHEN WE CAN HANG, I MISS YOU SO MUCH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am ending with a story, comment with your thougts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KILL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introduction&lt;br /&gt;	The compulsion to kill. And to stab, with blood, more blood. Drink it down, savor the flavor. And be enlightened, in the fact, that, after all, you can kill, kill some more, and  stab away, and feel free, a release, from your negative energies, and stab her more, dig deeper, consumed by it, and the compulsion grows stronger and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;	I reached for the blade. It was the last time she would slap me, and make me her bitch. She screamed, “NO.” To late for her though. &lt;br /&gt;	“First I am going to remove those damn legs of yours so you're stuck with me,” I said. And then I held her down, taking what little breath from her that was left in her lungs with my force. And I proceeded to push through her legs, right above her knee, and   then I felt the pressure I was applying met with more and more opposition, I knew I hit bone. I then started sawing away at the bone, I heard it give way, and easily sliced off the rest of the leg, I followed in suit with the next.&lt;br /&gt;	“Just for the record, I am not uncaring, I am going to tie off your legs with gauze so the bleeding stops,” I said.&lt;br /&gt;	“How compassionate,” was her retort in a scream like pain filled voice. She then screamed, as I started to tighten the gauze around her legs, that were now stubs. I was rather surprised by her calmness throughout this event. And, I then bandaged the other leg.&lt;br /&gt;	I left her be for a while, and watched her struggling with her restrained arms. I felt joy in knowing I could do worse than killing her, I could trap her in herself. Make her think, and only feel, and see, and hear.&lt;br /&gt;					&lt;br /&gt;Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	After having left the room to urinate, and get a drink, I returned to find her with a rather sedate look on her face. My reply to that was simple, “Why do you appear to be so calm, you know what's coming don't you?”&lt;br /&gt;	“Yes I believe so, and that is why I am so mellow with this.”&lt;br /&gt;	I was stunned, and utterly speechless. I then went to get the chainsaw from the garage. I walked back in with the utensil of my revenge. I then without a word to her proceeded to do the next step, I severed her arms, about three inches above the elbow. And smiled, as I tied off the arms, I felt calm. &lt;br /&gt;	I took her arms and legs out of the room, and went about cleaning the blood off the floor, and changing her bandaged arms, and legs, that were now mere stubs. I then carried her to the bed, and said to her, “Are you hungry?” She then nodded, and I left the room to go prepare her meal.&lt;br /&gt;	Her meal was to be herself. I removed some of the meatier less fatty tissue from her leg, and cooked it in the frying pan with salt, and pepper. I then cut it up, and plated it. &lt;br /&gt;	I walked back into the bedroom, and fed her. She asked me what it was, in a less &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pain filled voice then the one we conversed in earlier. I then replied, “It's you?, does it taste alright?”&lt;br /&gt;	“It's marvelous, it tastes just marvelous.” I was in complete dumbfounded shock at her reply. I was in such awe of her responses to my questions. She was almost willing, or more so damn near excited to be having this done to her.&lt;br /&gt;	“What else do you want done to you,” I said.&lt;br /&gt;	“Well I want to be blinded,” she said. &lt;br /&gt;	I proceeded to do so, I got an eye dropper, and held her eyes open as I put droplets of chlorine into her eyes. I then thought to myself, she's crazier than me for wanting this done, why am I doing this.&lt;br /&gt;	   I then proceeded to mute her, upon her own request.&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;br /&gt;Epilogue&lt;br /&gt;	I feel it all, sense the movements, but I can not see them, can put together no image, nothing. It's only coming through in waves, waves and only that, I can only go on hearing, and smell, and taste, and that is all I can use, to form a picture in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;	Waves, and only waves, and anomalies for thoughts, that bring disruption, to a calm riding wave, and take away from the feel. I tell myself to move, but I can not, I tell myself to speak, but that is pointless, and I feel adrift, a calm, again, beautiful calm.&lt;br /&gt;	Now, little thought left, consumed by the waves. And, the darkness.&lt;br /&gt;	Finally, endless waves of darkness.</content>
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    <title>Anyone Suprised</title>
    <published>2005-05-31T00:11:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-31T00:11:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jason Mraz- No stopping Us</lj:music>
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    <title>hey hey</title>
    <published>2005-05-01T05:31:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-01T05:31:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tool- Jerk Off</lj:music>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C2F5FF"&gt;90's Alternative: Highest Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#B8EBFF"&gt;Classic Rock: High Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ADE0FF"&gt;80's Alternative: Medium Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ADE0FF"&gt;80's Rock: Medium Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ADE0FF"&gt;90's Hip Hop: Medium Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ADE0FF"&gt;Adult Alternative: Medium Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ADE0FF"&gt;Progressive Rock: Medium Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ADE0FF"&gt;Ska: Medium Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A3D6FF"&gt;80's Pop: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A3D6FF"&gt;80's R&amp;B: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A3D6FF"&gt;90's Pop: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A3D6FF"&gt;90's Rock: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A3D6FF"&gt;Alternative Rock: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A3D6FF"&gt;Hair Bands: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#A3D6FF"&gt;Heavy Metal: Low Influence&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/yourtasteinmusicquiz/"&gt;How's Your Taste in Music?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fuckin' With My Head (Mountain Dew Rock)</title>
    <published>2005-04-24T03:04:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-24T03:04:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Antibalas-Who Is This America Dem Speak Of Today?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Thanks to Beck for the title, and I am coasting, away, so slowly, and I love it, I feel a strange bi polarity about me. The happy, then angry switch, it feels good. Painful, yes. Hurtful to others, yes. But I am selfish, I always was. I always am, what I was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank Jon for burning me those CDs, from what I've listened to so far, they are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging, it's what you do, when you do nothing at all!!!! Strange feelings of the day are with me. Antibalas ROCKS MY SOCKS!!!!! I am writing again, it isn't as cheesy or emo either. SO, Horray for me!!!! Here is a sample of the poem I am working on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was her final catharsis,&lt;br /&gt;so to speak,&lt;br /&gt;and the the climax,&lt;br /&gt;before the orgasm,&lt;br /&gt;made her weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all held our breath then,&lt;br /&gt;and we knew just when&lt;br /&gt;it would happen.&lt;br /&gt;And, happen it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep sweet child.&lt;br /&gt;The weakness of the intensity,&lt;br /&gt;and the insanity was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working on a research paper, and a story, and I am having fun. I don't really need as many cigarettes as I use to. Sleep well all who want to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End Transmission,&lt;br /&gt;Brian Resila</content>
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    <title>Quiz</title>
    <published>2005-04-23T20:22:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-23T20:22:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bob Dylan- Don't Think Twice, It's alright</lj:music>
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    <title>Religion Test</title>
    <published>2005-03-25T06:15:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-25T06:15:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1110082346Buddha.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Buddhism&lt;/b&gt;. Your beliefs most closely resemble those of Buddhism. Do more research on Buddhism and possibly consider becoming Buddhist, if you are not already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Buddhism, there are Four Noble Truths: (1) Life is suffering. (2) All suffering is caused by ignorance of the nature of reality and the craving, attachment, and grasping that result from such ignorance. (3) Suffering can be ended by overcoming ignorance and attachment. (4) The path to the suppression of suffering is the Noble Eightfold Path, which consists of right views, right intention, right speech, right action, right livelihood, right effort, right-mindedness, and right contemplation. These eight are usually divided into three categories that base the Buddhist faith: morality, wisdom, and samadhi, or concentration. In Buddhism, there is no hierarchy, nor caste system; the Buddha taught that one's spiritual worth is not based on birth.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Buddhism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Hinduism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="71" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Satanism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Paganism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Judaism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="54" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Islam&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="42" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;agnosticism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="42" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;atheism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Christianity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="29" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;29%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=10907"&gt;Which religion is the right one for you? (new version)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>OH WHAT A NIGHT.....</title>
    <published>2005-03-11T05:06:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-11T05:06:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Computer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I remember what a night...&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I broke all the rules and had a great time doing it,&lt;br /&gt;I stayed out til like 11:30&lt;br /&gt;my location from 7:30 to 11:30 was...&lt;br /&gt;THE FLIGHT DECK,&lt;br /&gt;at which I hung out with Tori Morganstein,&lt;br /&gt;Anthony Pepe, and several/many others.&lt;br /&gt;We were there for Tori and Anthony's book release party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where at which I drank two beers,&lt;br /&gt;ate two bags of M&amp;Ms&lt;br /&gt;and consumed two diet cokes,&lt;br /&gt;and bumed a fistful of cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times Good times,&lt;br /&gt;there was some poetry reading,&lt;br /&gt;and a singer song writer singin' songs.&lt;br /&gt;And all kinds of other hoopla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brendan gave me a ride home,&lt;br /&gt;cause he showed up outta nowheres.&lt;br /&gt;And we just chilled.&lt;br /&gt;And talked,&lt;br /&gt;and then went and listened to Tori and Anthony read poetry.&lt;br /&gt;I gave Anthony a hug cause he was so torn up from one of the poems he wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all,&lt;br /&gt;Good night from,&lt;br /&gt;Brian Resila</content>
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