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    <title>reckless weekend...</title>
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    <content type="html">well, today is Sunday and i haven't slept since Thursday night.  It is pretty ridiculous how insane and un-tired i feel.  I have one final Nietzsche paper to write by this coming Wednesday and then i will officially be freeeeeee.  Everyone this year has been pretty funny about Christmas spirit (and by everyone, i mean strangers).  Santa Claus is like number 5 on my list of favorite things in the world, and there are like 95 Santas wandering around in the mission every day.  hahaha i caught this man at the Christmas tree farm pretending to work for like 15 minutes and since he was so into fake conentrating, he never even noticed i got it on film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>my life rules</title>
    <published>2008-05-04T03:44:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">today at work some charming rich man proposed to me.  this was after he asked to purchase a gift card from me, lured me away from my other coworkers/boss, and insisted i keep it for myself!  well i'm not engaged, but i did get $100 dollars for free!!!</content>
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    <title>sneakynoises @ 2007-10-19T22:21:00</title>
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    <content type="html">the memory of youuuu came prancing around my waist where i wasss and the song of the sigh fleeew out of the window and lit up the top of the pine trees.  You, with the sun forrr a shawlll.  Of course he wasnt dead.  he could never be dead until i myself had finished feeling and thinking.  the kiss of your memory made pictures of love and light against the wall. here was peace.  i pulled in my horizon like a great fish-net.  pulled it from around the waist of the world and draped it over my shoulder.  so much of life in its meshes! i called in my soul to come and see.</content>
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    <title>sneakynoises @ 2005-10-30T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T03:49:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i'm back for round two. &lt;br /&gt;friends only</content>
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