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  <title>Finding a life...</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Sep 2005 00:15:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>Whenever I&apos;m alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am home again&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I&apos;m alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am whole again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I&apos;m alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am young again&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I&apos;m alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am fun again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However far away, I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;However long I stay, I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever words I say, I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I&apos;m alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am free again&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I&apos;m alone with you&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel like I am clean again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However far away, I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;However long I stay, I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever words I say, I will always love you&lt;br /&gt;I will always love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   -311, Love Song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Nancy &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2005 05:54:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dragon + Dog = Hate</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;Well... I think im going to do some postings about my WoW life to keep me occupied...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As my guild&apos;s run through Blackwing Lair we get to a lovely encounter with this wonderful looking beast..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Being the boss before the last boss.. you would think Blizzard would cut us some slack and let us see the last boss of the instance...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;well.....&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Thanks Blizzard =\&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;Chromaggus is quite a challenge... but interesting non the less. Might take us a few more days of trial and error to take this puppy down.. &lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 13 Sep 2005 23:11:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life.. Going good!</title>
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  <description>Yesh.. I cant believe how much good stuff has happened in the last few days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, I finished a huge project at work that I have been working on for about 2 months now. It was a long and painful program to help inventory at work. Its been awhile since I programmed heavy and because of that it caused allot of bugs in the program. The stress that was amounting from working on this was really starting to show in my work and towed others including my gf. Ah well.. I am just sooo glad everything is over and done with... My work place is happy that I got it done and survived to show them how it works so happy they gave me a 150$ bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Even better the long wait for Nancy to return to NY has finally arrived.. well.. not for 2 more months but regardless I know for a fact that she is coming back. The ticket has been paid for and all that needs to be done now is the shipping of her stuff. She will be staying with me until she finds a good paying job that she can support her self with. I don&apos;t really mind her living with me since I am not really a religious person in that since the only thing that kind bothers me about the whole deal is that she has doubts about living with me because we are not married. Ah well... gotta do what ya gotta do.. I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a interesting conversation with my mom yesterday when she took me out to lunch. Well it seems like she is anxious for me to get married.. But god... I don’t think im really ready for marriage yet. She thinks that it will be less for a trouble for us and if we really love each other we should do it. I don’t know... It just seems to early to do things that rational at this moment in time. Yes it is true that things will be easy for us both since we will have no doubts about living with each other.. We will be able to help each other out financially and motivationally. It’s just that I feel at this moment in time It will be to much of a trouble for her and may prevent her from doing the things that she wants to do with her life. Maybe once she gets a nice job, settles down and gets comfortable in NY and lets me know that she is thinking about getting married... Just maybe... Who knows X_x;;;  May be im suffering from my moms words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Today is our two year anniversary of dating... Damn two years... Every time I look back to the days we first met in brings a smile to my face and makes me giggle. Just the way we acted toward each other in a online game.. the way we flirted.. seriously.. I do not think I would act like that IRL... I am some what shy around new people IRL.. But when I was on RO it seemed like I could say anything to her and act as goofy as i liked.. God.. that Makes me sound like some fat loser that cant go out and find someone at a shopping mall or something. You know what though? I couldn’t of asked for anyone better. In the two years that we known each other we have gone through a lot of twists and turns, fights and arguments.. but I still love her with all my heart... What will our future hold... I hope my future is with her but only time cant tell..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I typed to much. Don&apos;t want to make it seem like Im a LJ freak :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Nancy, Happy 2ed Year. &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 21:23:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friend sent me this quiz...</title>
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&lt;td align=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are: 25% SUBMISSIVE --- 23% DOMINANT ---- 51% SWITCH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;IF YOU SCORED EVENLY ON 2 OR MORE CATEGORIES THAT MEANS YOU ARE BORDERLINE. IF YOU SCORED EVENLY ON DOMINANT AND SUBMISSIVE, YOU ARE VERY CONFUSED. FOR YOU DIMWITS THAT DON&apos;T KNOW... &quot;SWITCH&quot; MEANS THAT YOU GO BOTH WAYS, YOU HAVE QUALITIES OF BOTH DOM AND SUB. YOU ENJOY SWITCHING BETWEEN DOMINANT AND SUBMISSIVE ROLES. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;4&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;39&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;26%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;submissive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;105&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;45&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;70%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;dominant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;48&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;68%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;switch&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=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=50652420623339105&quot;&gt;The ARE  YOU  A  SUBMISSIVE  MALE Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=8007890545581977907&quot;&gt;glam1&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;_____&amp;gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Sep 2005 20:28:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Argh...</title>
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  <description>Damn.. Its been so long since I spent alot of money in one month.. but today.. groan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I switched my truck over to NY because they found out I wasnt living in PA anymore so boom.. my car insurance went up time four... from 160$ every three months to 130$ every month.. On top of that I needed to dump 500$ into truck repairs and parts so it would past inspection then oh yea.. rent! 675$ more down the drain. The gas prices do not help eather... 48$ to fill up my gas tank... sadlfj;laj;dkdweo sigh... I spent over half of the money I saved to help nancy move up here and now that summer is almost over and less events are happening. I dont know if I can make that much back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.... I only have 420$(including money I have saved to help nancy move) to last me till next pay check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donations anyone? ;\</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2005 21:02:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fridays are BORING.</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;&quot; width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFA5B2&quot;&gt;&lt;h3 style=&quot;margin: 0; border: 0;&quot;&gt;Part Shy Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFDBE0&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/shy.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You *do* love to kiss, once your comfortable with it&lt;br /&gt;							  And that means knowing the person you&apos;re kissing pretty well&lt;br /&gt;							  You usually don&apos;t make the first move when it comes to making out&lt;br /&gt;							  But you&apos;ve got plenty of intensity in return&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFA5B2&quot;&gt;&lt;h3 style=&quot;margin: 0; border: 0;&quot;&gt;Part Expert Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFDBE0&quot;&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/expert.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re a kissing pro, but it&apos;s all about quality and not quantity&lt;br /&gt;							  You&apos;ve perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone&apos;s socks off&lt;br /&gt;							  And you&apos;re adaptable, giving each partner what they crave&lt;br /&gt;							  When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDDD&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Ideal Relationship is Serious Dating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz/serious-dating.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re not ready to go walking down the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;But you may be ready in a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to date one on one, with a commitment.&lt;br /&gt;And while chemistry is important, so is compatibility.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyouridealrelationshipquiz&quot;&gt;What&apos;s Your Ideal Relationship?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2005 18:50:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>opportunity knocks?</title>
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  <description>Well.. Today started like a normal day. Wake up. Go to work. Fall asleep for a few mins at my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around lunch time I received a call. It sounded like a business call so I was tempted to hang up but the voice sounded familiar so I gave it a chance. It turns out it was a old friend that I haven’t talked to in about a year or so. He was asking me how I was doing and what not. We got into a discussion about life and what we are doing and what not. He was telling me that he has been running a web developer business and has been somewhat successful at making quite a bit of money and popularity in the tristate area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the chat continued he told me that one of his programmers and partner/co-owner of the business buckled out due to getting an amazing job working some where else. So.. As that chat went on I was offered that position as a partner and programmer. O_o;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m going to meet with him on Monday to go over things and maybe give him my yes or no toward running a business with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo.. sounds good right? eh... I like my current job even though I just sit on my ass all day and produce half assed code. I get to do what ever I want and have fun with what I do. Problem is the pay kind of sucks. I don’t know what to go with.. since the place I am at now has a really good chance for growth. Just in the last year the place has grown a ton. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I will do both.. but yea... GOOD BYE SOCAL LIFE! but hell.. I would make enough money to take care of myself and Nancy. She can be at home artist or what ever.. Someone needs to watch my baby ya know (computer)?</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Aug 2005 22:45:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Another day missing the girlfriend...</title>
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  <description>Sigh... I wish I could just see her again... I see people walking down the street holding hands with there loved ones and it makes my heart sink... ;\</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2005 14:28:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>another quiz cause im bored</title>
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&lt;td align=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;PURGATORY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;Raw score: 38% &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;Purgatorial creature, neither pure nor dirty: I feel for you. Until I learned to accept my own &lt;i&gt;darker&lt;/i&gt; instincts, I was once just like you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You&apos;ve been known to indulge your devilish urges, but you can also reject them forcefully, and perhaps you feel pulled in two directions at once. Only time will tell which way you go. As people get older they rarely remain in this half-good/half-naughty category. Some settle down and ascend to married and decent bliss. Some follow a more carnal destiny. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the battle between sexual heaven and hell, you stand in no-man&apos;s-land. Good and evil wait on either side. The big question is: which side do you face, and which side do you keep in your rear? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;4&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;139&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;7%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;hellish&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=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=3910728582630298788&quot;&gt;The Sexual HELL Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11694560292031626201&quot;&gt;jason_bateman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2005 14:21:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ganked from nancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;20&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
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&lt;td align=&quot;middle&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Idiot Savant&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;(34% dark, 73% spontaneous, 44% vulgar)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;your humor style:&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;VULGAR&lt;/b&gt; | &lt;b&gt;SPONTANEOUS&lt;/b&gt; | &lt;b&gt;LIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;You like things silly, immediate, and, above all, outrageous. Ixne on the subtle word play, more testicles on fire, please. People like you are the most likely to RECEIVE internet forwards--and also the most likely to save them in a special folder entitled &apos;HOLY SHIT&apos;. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Because it&apos;s so easily appreciated, and often a little physical, your sense of humor never ceases to amuse your friends. But most realize that there&apos;s a sly intelligence and a knowing wink to your tastes. Your sense of humor could be called &apos;anti-pretentious&apos;--but ironically, that definitely indicates you&apos;re smarter than most. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PEOPLE LIKE YOU: Johnny Knoxville - Jimmy Kimmel &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td&gt;&lt;span&gt;My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing=&quot;4&quot; cellpadding=&quot;0&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;17&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#b2cfff&quot; height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width=&quot;133&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;11%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;dark&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;3&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;98%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;spontaneous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td width=&quot;37&quot; bgcolor=&quot;white&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/&quot;&gt;&lt;img alt=&quot;free online dating&quot; src=&quot;http://is3.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign=&quot;center&quot;&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;75%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;vulgar&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=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=17565214125862764376&quot;&gt;The 3 Variable Funny Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11694560292031626201&quot;&gt;jason_bateman&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.okcupid.com&quot;&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2005 03:15:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I have come to the conclusion that my life...</title>
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  <description>Is a life worth living over and over again. Why may you ask? because there is a person in my life that I can truly say that I love. Whos this person? This person is Nancy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost two years... damn... It makes me think back to my days in Pennsylvania sitting around doing nothing but playing RO. There was something missing in my life though. I felt... lonely and depressed. Then I started talking to this person behind another computer that had lived about 3 hours away in New York. We started talking over the Internet and playing RO constantly together. Sooner then you know it we declare ourselves a &quot;online&quot; couple. See.. This game is a game that has the word love and romance written all over it but... I wanted more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days, weeks, months past as our relationship grew more and more and our addiction to RO grew more and more.. but there was a problem. She was attending a school at the time and was doing poorly. Later we find out that she has to take a break from school because she was to burnt out to continue on. No big deal? wrong.. it turns out she had to go to California to live with her sister. So in finally desperation I go up to NY to finally meet this person that I think is someone that I could love forever. Hell... I hardly knew what she looked like.. I saw a small picture of her that did not show much of her at all.. but I didnt care.. I loved her for who she was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days before her flight back we FINALLY meet up and went to eat at good ol&apos; Texas bbq ( What a great place for a first date. LEWL ) She was everything I thought she would be.. even good looking (Bonus).. We hung out a bit and bid our good byes.. as I boarded the train back... a part of me was so happy.. but then.. a part of my was broken in half because I knew it was going to be almost a year before I even got to see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got to her sisters place ok. We where able to talk over the phone and that we did... almost every single night. I was having my own problems with my job in Pennsylvania.. so I was going through alot of depression with that and her being away from me. Every time I was feeling upset.. she was there.. and when we talked on the phone I was able to open up and let it flow witch after made me care about nothing because I knew that she loved me. She was also going through her own trials and tribulations with her sister and parents so I tried to be as comforting as possible. A month went by and I thought to my self.. &quot;since shes coming back to school.. maybe I should head up to long island.. i know people there I could maybe start a new living&quot;.. And with out second thought.. I packed up my truck and moved up to where I am now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time went by I found a simple job packing and shipping products through a mail order/Internet company. I didn&apos;t find it that bad and seemed kind of fun because I got to work with computers as well. Nancy was having some tough time with her sister and she had to send nancy home.. Her home...? Sigh.. Off to Hawaii she goes to her parents house and the place she grew up (aka hell). I did not know much of her parents.. but I already knew that her dad thought I was a bad influence on Nancy and I was to blame for her taking a break from school. *shrug* oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the most dreaded of days happened.. Her parents cut off all of her communications to me by taking away her cell phone... I do not know how we got through this.. but we managed to by her sending letters summing up her week and what is going on. I would respond to emails that she could hardly check cause she wasn&apos;t allowed much on the computer. Man.. I remember the days her letters would come in. I would drop anything just to sit down and read them. It would be like the highlight of my week even though some of them where about her being depressed and having trouble with her controlling parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letter after letter kept rolling in. till the day she told me her flight.. Wow.. We made it... I will finally get to be with her again. The day we got together again.. I so remember it.. I couldn&apos;t believe I got to see her butiful face again after the rough road we went through...But yea.. it was great. A week or two later I helped her move into her dorm. It took two trips through NYC and back but I did not care.. I was with her and I knew I was moving her into a place that was easy for me to travel too. She was all nicely packed and I had work the next day so I couldn&apos;t stay any longer...(ill spare you the info about the first kiss.*cough*).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started school again and was doing good (Thank god). And I would run up there every weekend just to see her. The months flew by and the new year came.. Problem was.. she went back home for Hawaii for her winter vacation.. During that winter vacation that she was on. I moved into my new apartment one witch I&apos;m currently a resident of. Money was going to be tight for me so she had to travel to where I lived every week from now on because I could not afford the 40$ a week to go up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was growing closer and closer to the end and she could not find anything that could keep her up here so it turns out.. she has to go home for the summer.. &quot;damn... once again... the person I care for most.. is being pulled away from me..&quot; The last months that she stayed in NY was nothing but worrying about the future and not being able to see my love again. The day of her graduation was great.. I was very proud that she was able to come back and get through school.. but once again.. a part of me was upset cause I knew that this was the end of her stay in NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few days of her stay was nothing but stress for her and I. She had to get her stuff out of her dorm but did not have the money to ship them through UPS. So I drove up there and had to pick them up... The last day that I saw her I don&apos;t know if I can forget.. cause I got to meet her parents (oh boy..). Suprisingly it didn&apos;t go that bad... we had dinner and that was it.. the thing that bugs me is they didn&apos;t even care about me.. they hardly asked me one question.. or showed any interest in me. oh well... As dinner let up we walked out side.. and once again I had to say good bye to my love not knowing when and if I would see her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.. as the days go by we talk to each other through instant messenger and once and awhile over the phone. It seems like her parents are not going to let her come back to NY.. Nor let her talk/see me again... Great parents (not). The times right now are hard.. It is not certain what is going to happen in the months ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... but no matter how hard things get we are there for eachother supporting our every move wether it be closer or further from each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you Nancy. I hope we can over come this separation and become content on what happens no matter the outcome. You mean everything to me and made my live happier in many more ways then one. You showed me the path to a job that I like to do and opened opertunties for me. You opened up my heart and showed me the true meaning of love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would just like to thank you... and happy 22ed month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Jun 2005 17:35:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>NOOOOOOOOOOO!!</title>
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFCE93&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFC995&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFC498&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFBF9A&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB99C&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB49E&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFAFA1&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFAAA3&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You&apos;ll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 17%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFA5A5&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will get bugs, because you&apos;re too lazy to shoo them off. And then you&apos;ll die.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;How Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... im a prideful lazy whore! THATS SO TRUE! LOL</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2004 16:17:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ahmagawd.. postage! o.o</title>
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  <description>Lol.. It has been almost two months since I last posted in my LJ. Well.. The only excuse I have is that I have been internet-less since I moved out of my old place to a place with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im stuck here until I find a place or till the guy gets off his ass and cleans out his apartment for me. I guess im getting used to sleeping on the couch at the moment... minus the cricks and knots in my neck... APARTMENT PZL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for things with Nancy and I.. They are doing ok.. A few snaps at each other here and there.. but eh.. what’s a relationship without a little blood shed (dramatically noted). Cant wait for this week(end)... I get to be with her from Wednesday night till Tuesday after the weekend. Woot... At least I will have someone there for thanksgiving!! If I had to go through it alone.. I would prob kill myself.. lol &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee... Nancy&apos;s 21st birthday Next Monday.. should be fun (I think X_o).. I don’t know what to get her.. /hlp x_x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok Back to work... busy day today =\</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2004 19:04:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>meh?</title>
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  <description>Wah.. I havnt posted in ages.. lol.. anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much interesting hasnt happoned lately.. minus the fact that nancy and I had our 1 year aniv. yey! &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also built a computer for her last weekend and luged it through the subway and up many flights of steps (ugg x_x ) but oh well.. I made it and im glad she is happy (minus the fact that her computer gets gay porn popups.. =x )</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 07 Sep 2004 16:38:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>weee =x</title>
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  <description>Well... I got to be with Nancy allllll weekend... woot.. It fun minus the fact there was nothing to do heh... I guess all of those months being so far from each other need to be made up... but I am not going to go into detail on that.. &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to go home Monday night so I could get some sleep for work.... buuuut... things happened and I ended up having to wake up 5am after going to bed at 3am.. wah... I was also a few mins late for work because of the new train schedule.. bastards! Thank god I didn’t get in trouble..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. I had a great weekend and now I am paying for it with pure and utter sleepiness -_-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Nancy I had a great time ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Give me back my belt and PJs &amp;gt;O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(inside joke... &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;  )</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Sep 2004 15:46:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My Funfilled Wednesday/Thursday</title>
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  <description>Well... Wendsday started off as a normal day for me.. woke up, went to work and finished there. After I got home from work I needed to get ready for my trip to pennsylvania to get my car inspected and get it fully transfered into my name from my step-father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip driving to pennsylvania was fine.. not to much traffic to slow you down and enough traffic to keep you from falling asleep at the wheel. We got into pennsylvania around 10:00PM.. Stopped at my step-sisters new house but I wont get into detail on that (zzz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to the place we where staying at Nancy called me on my phone... and while we where talking a flock of deer started to walk out into the middle of the road and BANG! bambi was no more... The worst part was that the stupid bastard broke my light and broke the grille of my truck that I needed to get inspected the very next day &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; (BASTAGE!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I woke up... well.. didnt really wake up cause I couldnt sleep at all... ugg.. got ready ran to some auto parts store, poped in a new light and wala! just like new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed around and helped my stepfather finish what he needed to do in PA then we where off to the insurince place.. heh... as I was there getting the new insurince plan.. she asked me.. &quot;Have you filed any deer damage or proporty damage from deer&quot;.. &quot;Noooo... of course not&quot; *pulls deer hair out of the grille of his car*... heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all was said and done in PA.. We rode all the way back to Queens and picked Nancy up to help her move into her new dorm (wahoo!). At this time im dead tired from lack of sleep and running around all day but this was somthing that HAD to be done.. I can&apos;t picture her lugging heavy boxes from the subway to her room.. heh.. some of the boxes where allmost as big as her ;) ... &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive to the dorm was nice.. not much traffic and I did&apos;nt have to drive... muhhaha.. anyway *cough*.. The boxes where not to bad.. just awkward and hard to move around. Finaly the day was over.. piew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my arms are killing me lol.. but its all good. Im happy that Nancy is in her dorm safe and sound. I cant wait to see her all weekend.. It should be fun (if im still not sore &amp;gt;&amp;lt; ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 you Nancy!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Aug 2004 16:55:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>*tap tap tap*</title>
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  <description>Damn... Came to work today and boss tells me that he had to go and that I was in charge... Yey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is.. there NOTHING to do.. Stupid video card wont let my play RO grrr... I drank like 2 energy drinks and im flyin off the roof..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.. Im going to get to see nancy again tomarrow.. yey! &amp;lt;3 . Only problem is she has to meet my mom.. rofl.. my mom is not evil.. she just is to nice. so nice that it drives me nuts. oh well things should go fine after she gets bored of torturing us =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.. so hyper...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mabe I should run circles around my desk to burn off some of this energy?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 25 Aug 2004 17:34:38 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Its a bird... Its a plane... its... my head smacking off my desk</title>
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  <description>Well.. the day started off like normal.. wake up at 7:00AM get out of bed drink my cup of coffee, shower, brush teeth, drive to work, bla bla bla... the day seemed to be going fine and care free until this bastage comes in to work on our network.. Like wtf... why did they ever get this guy to work on the network I know how to do everything myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. the guy comes in and starts working on our network.. I do admit that he was pretty skilled in what he was doing and didn’t seem like he was having any problem. I watched him for a few to make sure he wasn’t messing anything up he seemed like he was doing just fine so I went back to working on my database for the new point of sale system that I personal programmed for over 3 months (total of 4 databases that communicate to amazon.com, ebay and our home website)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing to work getting ready for my lunch the guy was running new network wires and was installing new network cards. I thought cool.. upgraded stuff.. shrugged it off and went to lunch.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I come back happy.. half the day is over already... sit down at my computer and noticed the power was off... I clicked the power button... nothing... so I thought to myself eh.. I guess he installed the card and forgot to put the power cord back in.. WRONG... I franticly change the power supply... WRONG... so lastly I take the hard drive out of my computer and put it into another desk top.. boots up... &quot;disk not recognized&quot;.. ARGHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turns out that the mother fucker TOTALY fried my computer... motherboard, cpu, ect ect.. all dead... yup all my work from July till now (cause I had a older version on cd when I got a virus last month and had to format) is all lost... about 2 weeks of pure coding.. gone gone gone... YEA... I am so fucking pissed right now.. I want to take a screwdriver to that guys head and jam a network card up his moronic static shock ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... good news is... that guy will never step foot in this place again :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dies*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*then goes back to working on stuff he did 2 months ago*</description>
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  <lj:music>Sparks from computer Bzzzt~</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Aug 2004 14:35:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Finaly...</title>
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  <description>Yey... I finaly got to spend time with nancy and had a great time on top of that... It was well worth the long long wait that seemed endless.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. I cant wait till next time.. Thank god its not going to be another 9 months wait... I dont think I could take it again =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah.. my legs hurt.. im not used to walking so much cause im such a lazy ass &amp;gt;_&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you nancy.. I had a great time! cant wait for the next XD</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Aug 2004 15:49:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>*taken from nancy (epalace) &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My angst tastes like...&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://rachel.dovienya.net/lime.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;lime&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lime&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://rachel.dovienya.net/index.html&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;Find your angst&apos;s flavor&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sour yet intriguing, your angst is of the romantic variety. You probably spend a good portion of your time daydreaming about that one person you want, how your first date would be, how you&apos;d love to do certain things, and above all how everlastingly happy you would be together. While there&apos;s nothing wrong with this, you know that it&apos;s unhealthy to spend too much time dreaming and not enough time in reality, and to build lofty goals and fantasies that no actual person could ever hope to achieve. Try to center yourself and cut back on time spent in your fantasy life; you may find out all that experience creating romantic moments has made you quite the charmer if you would only try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWT.......&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2004 13:10:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy 11th &amp;lt;3 ...</title>
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  <description>Wah.. one more month and it will be a whole year =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember around this time.. is when I first met you... seems like a long time ago... lol... at least for our 12th month you will be here with me in NY~. 3 days and counting! cant wait to see you ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 you nancy ^^&lt;br /&gt;Happy 11th &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Aug 2004 13:48:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>5 more days...</title>
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  <description>Wah... The long long long wait to see nancy again is finaly coming to a end. It feels like a long lost family member that you have not seen in many years, but in a more loving way ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just hope nothing has/will change between the two of us and make this long wait to see each other again such a waste (could not thing of any other word x_x)(&amp;lt;/3 my bad choice of words). I just cant wait to hear all of her storys (that consist nothing of RO -_-;;; )

well back to boring work ;-;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Aug 2004 19:54:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OMG WOOT!!</title>
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  <description>omg omg omg... at work today we hit the ranking 5.0 on amazon so the CEO said that he would get us some goodies... but.. OMFG! he got us (main managers / tech guys) a sony tg50 PDA!! OMFG!! for those that dont know its like a 300$ pda.. on top of that he got us (as in everyone) the newest versions of macromida studio (mx 2004), office 2003, paintshop pro 7, and a demo of software thats not even out yet (including the new photoshop beta x__x; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weee... so far.. this is the happiest day of the year for me.. lol well at least for 10 more days (when I pick nancy up from the airport &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie.. Im off before my boss gets pissed and takes away my new toys! &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2004 16:01:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>o_o;;</title>
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  <description>Bleh.. got like 3 hours of sleep last night (stupid iRO pvp adiction &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; ) I was late to work as well.. I got lucky cause the boss was late as well /ho~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074645612&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Your Homicidal Rampage! by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/~crash_and_burn&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;crash_and_burn&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Your name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; 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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Aug 2004 17:20:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Lucky Lucky Weeeee!</title>
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  <description>woot! got another raise today and a 200$ bonus for doing somthing I didnt even know I did x_x;; lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boss called me in to talk with me and he was going on and on how good the site is coming along and how I fixed the POS (point of sale) database.. um... I never really did anything to the database.. It just happoned to fix itself and I got credit for it.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... *shuts up before boss finds out*</description>
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