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  <title>Whine Tasting</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2005 00:57:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Here we go again....</title>
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  <description>Ok, so its been forever since I updated this thing, so here&apos;s a quick re-cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tangled with the DMV again, but walked away this time with my license.  Three weeks later the real one came in the mail, so i have a real life plastic-card-with-picture drivers license for the first time in 7 years.  *laughs*  better late than never?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve discovered i have a paperwork phobia, which is largely why i went without a license for so long, why i didn&apos;t go to college, and possibly why my life is continually very strange.  I need to work on this or i&apos;m going to keep hitting brick walls.  We&apos;ll see if i improve over the next couple of years.  Here&apos;s hoping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love has been in town the last few weeks, and its been divine.  We&apos;ve had a lovely time (seen star wars 3 times!! tee hee) and i&apos;m really sad that she&apos;s leaving tomorrow.  On the bright side though, i should be seeing her pretty soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to the biggest news.  I&apos;M FUCKING OUT OF HERE!!!  That&apos;s right boys and girls, we&apos;re about to embark on the latest adventure of our (not so) young hero.  I gave notice at work today, the 17th will be my last day here.  After that Mobius will be here and he and i are road tripping across the states to various destinations.  After the end of our trip i&apos;ll be returning to Seattle to live for a while with Mobius&apos;s family while i rebuild the savings i&apos;m going to blow on this trip.  I doubt i&apos;ll stay in seattle permanently, i have plans to either end up in the Bay Area or possibly New York, depending, after i have money saved up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i&apos;m breaking out of my rut, and going traveling, and, once again, being a crazy bastard.  Is anyone actually surprised?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week will be spent packing and finding storage and tying up loose ends.  Also seeing everyone a few times so i can get my goodbyes in.  (Ma&apos;at, Aaron, let me know when you&apos;re free so we can grab a drink and hang before i go)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you live in places other than washington or california, make sure i have your contact info &apos;cause i might be able to swing by and say hi.  And use your shower :-) And if you live in washington, make sure i have your contact info, cause we&apos;ll be neighbors here real soon... at least for a few months.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m excited, i&apos;m a bit scared, and i&apos;m mostly just thrilled to be leaving this place.  Sunny San Diego did not work well for me this time around... i&apos;ve changed to much (hopefully for the better) for the land of plastic to be fulfilling anymore.  Amazing what happens when you stop using drugs (well, cut back anyway) and start wanting more to life than dancing all night.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2005 21:43:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>brought low by the DMV....</title>
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  <description>So i went toe to toe with the DMV today.  Unsurprisingly i lost.  I got there at 7am, waited in line until their doors opened at 8am then proceded to get brutally ass raped, without lube, for the next three hourse.  All i was trying to do was renew my temporary license.  Should have taken a half hour, shouldn&apos;t have even been late for work. But OH NO, it couldn&apos;t be THAT easy.  Instead they said i should never have been given a temporary in the first place (which is news to me, since they&apos;ve been renewing the damn thing every two months for the last year) and that, so sorry, but i was going to have to start from scratch and take the written test and everything.  So, LAME, but doable.  So i took the stupid written test after studying the book for 10 seconds.  I passed and they handed me my temporary license... oh wait, that would have been what i wanted.  What actually happned was that i passed, and then they still wouldn&apos;t give me my temporary license.  Apparently no one is ever supposed to get a temporary license, and the poor schmuck who orriginally gave it to me is currently standing against a wall wearing a blindfold and REALLY enjoying his last cigarette.  From the way the DMV was treating me, i&apos;m lucky not to be standing next to him.  So, after i hemmed, hawed, and almost broke down on them they decided to let me take a drive test.  Luckily i had my mom&apos;s car parked a few blocks away and i could conveiniently get it to the DMV without anyone noticing that my NON licensed ass was driving it.  So i get the car, i bring it to the dmv, i don&apos;t get caught... and then i find out my mom, for some unknown fucking reason, doesn&apos;t have her current proof of insurance in her car.  And geico won&apos;t fax it to me &apos;cause i&apos;m not on the policy.  I explained that i was getting my license, and that&apos;s why i wasn&apos;t on the policy, but that didn&apos;t get me anywhere.  And, of course, the dmv won&apos;t take verbal proof.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went back to my car, with a FUCKING PERMIT in my pocket, and a half hour late.  I called up kali &apos;cause i was about ready to either kill everyone around me or just myself, and in the process of being hysterical at her i managed to lock my keys in my car.  So i called Geico&apos;s road side assistance, as i&apos;d been assured by my mom i could if i was ever borrowing the car and something happned... and you guessed it, they wouldn&apos;t do anything for me without my mom being there.  And i can&apos;t get a hold of her durring any of this because she&apos;s on a fucking gambling vacation in Laughlin and doesn&apos;t own a cell phone.  Because she&apos;s old, and dumb.  (i don&apos;t actually mean that, and i&apos;m not even mad at her, but that was my general train of thought through all this.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point (sorry Kali!!) i went into total hysterical melodramatic meltdown mode.  which, hey, is good for the soul every now and then.  All things considered i was ready to throw in the towel, labotimize myself, and get going on the thorazine shuffle.  Then i asked this nice lady if she had a coat hanger in her car, so i could break into mine, and she called AAA for me and had them come out and get me into the fucking car.  Of course it took an hour and a half for them to show up, and i had to drive to work without a license...  and after all that i didn&apos;t actually get anywhere near to accomplishing what i&apos;d set out to do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, DMV: 1  Hofnarr: 0</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2005 18:37:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>oh, and this morning i found out that laura means penis in hindi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which just keeps making me giggle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laura=penis.... tee hee!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 12 Apr 2005 18:02:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So after an evening of playing magic, discussing silly shit (that&apos;s a pun if you were there), and having a brief conversation with red, followed up by some good meditation and fluffy reading, i&apos;m doing a bit better today.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still not great, but better.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i might have to change my name to Yo-Yo if i keep this shit up.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 06 Apr 2005 19:20:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>You know, i&apos;ve always wanted to be a total jester.  One of those people with perfect comedic timing who can just get everyone giggling any time they want.  I&apos;ve never really pulled this off, being to serious in nature a lot of the time and also having a problem with the whole timing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But every now and then i&apos;m just ON, and it works well.  Just had one of those moments, got the whole office laughing.  It was a small thing, but i just rolled with it and it worked.  I LOVE that feeling.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 05 Apr 2005 00:07:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>well, that was... interesting...</title>
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  <description>just heard the Fellowship of the Ring theme song done in light jazz/musak.  I think this is actually MORE disturbing than when i heard the musak version of Smells Like Teen Spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had to say something.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 Mar 2005 02:37:00 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>EEEEEEEPPPPPPPP!</title>
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  <description>2 1/2 hours!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eep eep eep eep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--this moment of silliness brought to you by the I&apos;m About to See My Girl(tm) Network--</description>
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  <lj:mood>what do you think?</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 00:31:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*giggling like crazy*</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0353324/&quot;&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0353324/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh tee hee!!!  David Boreanaz in a crow movie!!  *snort* ok, this is just to damn funny.  Its like all my favorite dark brooding goodness in one place.  Its going to be so bad i can taste it.  I can&apos;t wait, who&apos;s gonna go see this with me on opening night?  (assuming its not straigt to DVD that is).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*giggle*</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Mar 2005 02:31:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so my work apparently uses the same floor cleaner as the New York City jail system.  Now there&apos;s a flashback i could have lived without this evening.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are good, had a movie date on wednesday with someone that will likely turn into a good friend (though probably no sex, alas) and this weekend is catching up on rest and getting my apartment ready for the arrival of the kalichan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all i&apos;m doing a hell of a lot better these days.  Go me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those i&apos;ve promised phone calls to in the last couple of weeks... SORRY!  Between work and everything else i&apos;ve just been to wiped.  I&apos;ll catch up with ya soon i promise or you can call me, whatever works.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Mar 2005 08:23:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok, i don&apos;t know if i&apos;m appalled or if i want one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://mediaserver.nauticom.net/www-ibistek-com/AUSA.wmv%20&quot;&gt;http://mediaserver.nauticom.net/www-ibistek-com/AUSA.wmv%20&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 12 Mar 2005 19:26:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m not even supposed to be here today!</title>
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  <description>&quot;So boss, am i going to have to come in tomorrow?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, on call people almost never have to come in, you&apos;ll just work on the phone.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ok, you sure?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;oh yeah, no problems.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7:30am the phone rings.  I answer.  I handle the problem and go back to sleep.  9:00am, phone rings again.  I try and deal with it, they say i have to come in.  And i&apos;m still here.  And it may well be an hour or more before i get to leave.  But hey, overtime is good.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2005 22:35:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so the week has been going better.  I&apos;m not great, but i&apos;m not back in the pits either, and its been really good.  I&apos;m a bit worried about this weekend, as it seems my weekends are my biggest down time.  Its when it all comes crashing down that i have no life, no outlet for anything (dancing, sex, whatever) and that, all in all, i feel like a usless git.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m hoping this weekend will be a little better in that a) i&apos;m on call for work (sad that that&apos;s a good thing)  b) i&apos;ll have my mom&apos;s car c) i have a phone date planned for sunday night to look forward to and d) i have a few things i want to get done.  Hopefully i&apos;ll stay busy enough to keep the uglies at bay.  I desperatly need to find a social outlet that i really enjoy, or baring that i need to find a place i can dance for hours at least a few times a month.  I really miss dancing, its one of my favorite things in the world, and it blows off stress like nothing else.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here&apos;s hoping.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Mar 2005 18:24:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok, so the high didn&apos;t stay a high, but it didn&apos;t become a low either.  Yesterday was manic and lovely, but it was bound to pop at some point.  And luckily the let down was way gentle.  So, little, and broken, but still good ;-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i still have to figure out what the fuck i&apos;m doing with my life.  I&apos;m worried that if i don&apos;t have inspiration soon i&apos;m going to spiral right back down into the pits.  I either need to focus on my writing and somehow make it enough to satisfy everythign in my life, or i have to start finding other outlets as well.  It seems incredibly daunting, honestly, and i don&apos;t really even know where to begin.  I think i should just start thowing myself at things and see what sticks.  Anything to break out of this horrid rut i&apos;m in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here&apos;s hoping.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2005 22:05:54 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ok, so i used to NEVER read fan fic.  It was sort of a thing with me.  You see, i&apos;m a cannon junkie... if it didn&apos;t REALLY happen, then it doesn&apos;t count.  Of course, in a fantasy sci-fi sense, none of it REALLY happens, so who&apos;s to say what is and what isn&apos;t? I could go on for hours about what is and what isn&apos;t real, esepecially since my defination is going through major changes these days.  But i won&apos;t.   What i will say is that GOD DAMN but this week&apos;s ATS was really really really fucking good.  If i hadn&apos;t gotten less ridged in my approach to fiction i never would have read this story, and that would be a sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other fronts i&apos;m &quot;doing much better now.&quot;  My neck is almost back to normal, my emotions seem to have leveled out, and i actually feel kinda happy for the first time in a long while.  And not just surface happy, but actually deep down happy.  I mean, there&apos;s a lot of horrid crap in my life still, and nothing&apos;s changed... but i&apos;m finally looking at what&apos;s good about it, and figuring out how to change the rest.  I feel like i might even have the energy to do it.  And that&apos;s a really nice feeling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve been a pretty serious wreck of late, and i&apos;d like to thank everyone for their kind words, and patience with my melodrama and depression.  And i&apos;d especially like to say thank you to my kalichan... cause without her i literally wouldn&apos;t have made it through the last few months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully i won&apos;t be posting tomorrow on how fucking horrible i suddenly feel ;-)</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2005 19:31:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Walking wounded...</title>
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  <description>So i did something horrid to my neck.  Spent tuesday on the floor until ma&apos;atling came to rescue me.  He did some major good on my back and bod and now i&apos;m feeling horrid instead of agonizing.  Also gave me pills to help me sleep which have been great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i&apos;m still hurting, and i&apos;m getting written up for the time i&apos;m missing from work.  I&apos;m at work now and am going to try and get throught he whole day.  I can&apos;t afford to be jobless at the moment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hurts, but i&apos;m staying remarkably cheery.  Its amazing how the worlds problems melt away when you&apos;re in pain all the time.  Gives you something else to focus on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any pain killers please send them my way.  thanx :-)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Feb 2005 02:11:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hmmm</title>
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  <description>So we got raided today.  Bunch of guys showed up in suits, i assumed they were customs guys.  I was partially right.  They were FBI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just hired this new guy here, today was his second day.  Pretty funny story about the hiring of this guy, but its a sound based joke and i don&apos;t think it&apos;ll translate well to print, so i&apos;ll spare the details.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so today was his second day, and four men in suits came to take him away.  Apparently he fled from getting busted for SMUGGLING and he popped up on their radar when doing the background check for this job.  The did the background check yesterday and arrested him today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve generally assumed the FBI were rather lax in this kind of thing.  Not lax, but certinaly not next day service.  I guess the whole &quot;homeland security&quot; thing has sped up the process a bit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, the United Police States of America, how i love thee.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 22:19:36 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;~hofnarr~&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;border:2px dashed&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/1767340/545729&quot; alt=&quot;10k&quot; title=&quot;10k&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/1642970/552132&quot; alt=&quot;217&quot; title=&quot;217&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/16335854/531780&quot; alt=&quot;guinness_duck&quot; title=&quot;guinness_duck&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/25188398/487021&quot; alt=&quot;haplily&quot; title=&quot;haplily&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/25948478/6050610&quot; alt=&quot;ilubquackenbush&quot; title=&quot;ilubquackenbush&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/22327287/5196333&quot; alt=&quot;kaledrina_11&quot; title=&quot;kaledrina_11&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/936567/394235&quot; alt=&quot;kalichan&quot; title=&quot;kalichan&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/24165102/3100959&quot; alt=&quot;k_hound&quot; title=&quot;k_hound&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/969288/375713&quot; alt=&quot;maatling&quot; title=&quot;maatling&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/23044298/525490&quot; alt=&quot;magnetgirl&quot; title=&quot;magnetgirl&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/10180409/1866222&quot; alt=&quot;mr_quackenbush&quot; title=&quot;mr_quackenbush&quot; /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/23383534/646125&quot; alt=&quot;mylia&quot; title=&quot;mylia&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/25570032/2503344&quot; alt=&quot;mztrezapocrypha&quot; title=&quot;mztrezapocrypha&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/1397977/512046&quot; alt=&quot;ooxodiacoo&quot; title=&quot;ooxodiacoo&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/1640965/546346&quot; alt=&quot;polarbear1030&quot; title=&quot;polarbear1030&quot; /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/userpic/5946814/671015&quot; alt=&quot;themobiustrip&quot; title=&quot;themobiustrip&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;LJ &lt;a href=&quot;http://ljcollage.retrograde.org&quot;&gt;friendsCollage&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	    Brought to you  by &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_pratibha75&apos; lj:user=&apos;pratibha75&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pratibha75.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://pratibha75.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;pratibha75&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_teemus&apos; lj:user=&apos;teemus&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://teemus.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://teemus.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;teemus&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 18:49:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>If there is someone on your friends list you would like to take, strip naked, tie them to a bed post, lick them until they scream, then fuck them until both of you are senseless and unable to fuck anymore, then wait about five minutes and do it all over again, then post this exact sentence in YOUR journal.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 03:07:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Yoink...</title>
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  <description>Meme ganked from &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_mr_quackenbush&apos; lj:user=&apos;mr_quackenbush&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-quackenbush.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://mr-quackenbush.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;mr_quackenbush&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, since i, have come to the conclusion that the social taboo against asking people to say nice things about you when you&apos;re sort of down on yourself is a bullshit normative structure devised and implemented by people who were afraid that people wouldn&apos;t have anything nice to say about them if they asked, i&apos;ve invented this meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How it works:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respond to this post and say something nice about ME, tell ME what stands out as a positive trait that I have, preferrably something relatively unique to ME not generally present in the general populace. Remember, this is about ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, go to your journal and paste this message. I will come there and say something that I like about YOU. I promise it will be something YOU would normally never hear from ME, or at least that I&apos;ll try very hard to make it something like that.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Feb 2005 02:00:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>apt update...</title>
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  <description>so i just heard from my roomate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the apartment is going to be torn up (no carpet) until at least monday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its completely unlivable over there, and they havn&apos;t even finished taking the carpet out yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it seems Modge (that&apos;s shorthand for mom and Badge) have decided to be unlike their normal selves and let me stay at their place as long as i need.  Of course it comes with the accompanying guilt trips and reminders that this kind of thing wouldn&apos;t happen to me if i&apos;d just get my life on track.  I wish we all agreed on what track i should be on, that would at least help.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news i FUCKING RULE.  I just found out i was right about which co-woker was dating who, and when it was they broke up.  So i won at one of my favorite games of &quot;guess the office drama.&quot;  Which is nice.  The fact that this is the female co-worker i&apos;d give my left testicle to see naked makes the whole thing a little bitter sweet, in that she refuses to ever date another co-worker again.  But hey, its not like i had a chance in hell to begin with, she&apos;s so far out of my league its not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i&apos;m homeless, but i win.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Feb 2005 19:06:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So i wake up this morning, crawl out of bed, and head towards my door.  I notice a trickle of water coming under the door to spread out to a smallish patch of damp carpet inside my room.  I assume one of my cats has again gifted me with its fluids.  I curse, and open the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trickle spreads out and thickens until it encompasses the whole damn living room, and the bathroom...  i was half a sleep, my first thought was of the obvious proof of the interdimensional holding capacities of cat bladders.  It would have been an amazing scientific breakthrough.  Alas, no.  It was only that my apartment was flooded in the night.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is ok, as are all my books.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everythign in the living room is soaked, so probably no internet for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s an inch or two of standing water in the kitchen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The landlord is going to send a &quot;carpet cleaner&quot;.  He obviously does not understand the situation.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is going to get really moldy really soon.  My apartment is about to not be very livable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m handling all this rather well.  I think its cause my books are ok.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Feb 2005 21:42:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So i had to wade to work today.  San Diego is so odd, whenever it rains it floods.  So yeah, wading through two feet of water on my way to work.  Luckily i thought ahead and i have dry socks and pants in my backpack.  So i&apos;m walking around the office today in socks only.  And my shoes and wet pants smell like gasoline from all the crap floating on top of the water.  So i&apos;m soaked and flamable.  I rule.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 00:58:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>shit, i got both of these going for me...</title>
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  <description>so much for getting external images to work.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.starwarz.com/tbone/images/ep3/comicstrip.gif&quot;&gt;http://www.starwarz.com/tbone/images/ep3/comicstrip.gif&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s what i meant.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2005 22:23:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;600&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Chaotic Good&lt;/b&gt;. A Chaotic Good person is someone who has little intrinsic respect for laws or authority, seeing them as insufficient to sustain what&apos;s right.  These people work according to their own moral compass which, while good, is not necessarily always aligned with that of society.  Despite their chaotic tendancies, these people are good at heart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;300&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chaotic Good&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;95&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;95%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;True Neutral&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;70&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;70%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;Neutral Evil&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;65&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;65%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chaotic Neutral&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;60&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;60%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chaotic Evil&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;55&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;55%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lawful Evil&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;50&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;50%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;Neutral Good&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;45&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;45%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lawful Good&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;40&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;40%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lawful Neutral&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;10&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#dddddd&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10%&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=382&quot;&gt;What is your Alignment?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; created with &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizfarm.com&quot;&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/font&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 18 Feb 2005 01:56:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>So i&apos;m sitting here reminiscing with my boss about Des Moines.  We&apos;re both from that weird little suburb of seattle, even went to the same highschool though about 20 years apart.  And we&apos;re laughing at the silly californians (which i am by birth and accent, but little else) who can&apos;t drive in the rain.  We&apos;re also remembering the Fred Meyer parking lot on pac hwy durring the snow, and how great it is to do donuts there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its odd, but i&apos;m getting really nostalgic for that courner of the world, which is something i tend not to do about seattle.  I ran screaming 8 years ago and have rarely looked back.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i wonder if i&apos;d be an better at dealing with the weather than i used to be....</description>
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