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  <title>reckless weekend...</title>
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  <description>well, today is Sunday and i haven&apos;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=&quot;1&quot; /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 03:44:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my life rules</title>
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  <description>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&apos;m not engaged, but i did get $100 dollars for free!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Oct 2007 05:29:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>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.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Oct 2005 03:49:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m back for round two. &lt;br /&gt;friends only</description>
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