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  <title>here is a fruit for the crows to pluck</title>
  <subtitle>verucca</subtitle>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:113178</id>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2006-05-02T20:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-03T01:42:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-03T01:42:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey, ya know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should buy my car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://milwaukee.craigslist.org/car/155953363.html"&gt;http://milwaukee.craigslist.org/car/155953363.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:113071</id>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2005-10-08T19:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T02:56:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T02:56:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i miss a'nna. i think its killing me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:112863</id>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2005-08-21T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T01:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-22T01:57:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so many storms not right somehow&lt;br /&gt;how a lion becomes a mouse by the woods</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:112524</id>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2005-03-28T21:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T03:36:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T03:36:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">new tori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easily her best album to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mother revolution.yesyesyesyesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me with no voice to sing along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad her fucking album is covered with FBI ANTI PIRACY warnings.fuck that shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what you didnt count on. was another mother of. a mother revolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you couldve had me. you couldve had me. right there beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why don't i make music anymore?blah.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:112316</id>
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    <title>i don't most enough quizzes...thats for damn sure</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T06:07:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T06:07:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. your full name- Ruth Elizabeth McGeehan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. grandparents' first names- elizabeth, christopher, josie, and tom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. what songs do you sing in the shower?- anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. what did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?- my own vomit. i puked alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. when and why did you last vomit?- holy shit.i swear to god i didn't read this question until id answered the one above....i don't remember &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. whats in your pockets right now?- nothing. im boring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. what colors are your bedroom walls?- my walls are pale green my ceiling is darkish green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. last thing that made you laugh?- hmm...my dog has to wear a cone on her head and she smacks it into people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. nicknames your parents call you- ruthie and fooey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. best bed sheets you had as a child- the chipmunks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. favorite childhood pet- well....rosie.the cat i still have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. any pets now?- yes! 2 cats a dog and 2 geckos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. others describe your ass as- i dunno....you tell me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. do you like your teeth?- sure. they smash and grind. what more can i ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. inny or an outty?- belly buttons are gross and i wish they didn't exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. things you shout to stupid drivers- i never stop shouting while in my car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. favorite bathroom- uuhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. bake or broil?- Bake, i suppose....this is getting lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. black olives or green olives?- neither. nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. what kind of cell phone do you own?- a motorola that calls and gets called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. whats one of the strangest things you ever chewed on?- fetus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. is your music kept in a particular order?- no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. where do you get your film developed?- somewhere where the FBI can't see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. if your skin could be any color of the rainbow, what would you choose?- i guess that depends on if everyone had the option to do this. i don't know about you, but i don't want to be the only purple mother fucker walking around.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. where did you go to pre-school?- some church where my brother got burned on a radiator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. strangest drug experience- hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. favorite weather- warm but not gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. describe your fingernails- cut short so my dread dirt doesn't get under my fingernails when i scratch my dirty head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. last time you had to go to the hospital- a long itme ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. worst injury you've ever had- um. never really injured myself un-willingly....oh! i twisted my ankle in middle school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. how do you like your chocolate?- easy to grab while laying on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. favorite kind of tape- mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. favorite thing to write or draw with- #2 pencil!!!!!!!!!!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. last movie you rented- dancer in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. last movie you went to see- house of flying daggers.......kind of lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. were you a thumb sucker?-no but i sucked on a nuk until i was like.....10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. how old are you?- 19&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38- what are your dreams usually like?- uuuh....dreamy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. hallucinations?- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. worst hotel you've ever been in- oh god. a hotel in galway, ireland where the water is BROWN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. best vacation- first trip back to ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. what languages can you speak?- English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. favorite house?- mu uncle ronald's.it has hot pink walls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. favorite mode of transportation- car. even though i hate to drive. i hate moving more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. favorite place to swim- hotel pools. where the chemicals burn your skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. last porno you saw- i don't really watch porn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. last song you listened to- some keane song im sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. favorite kitchen utensil- tiny measuring spoons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. favorite driving songs- anything by the boats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. what will you be doing tomorrow?- figuring shit out. not driving in snow!!!!!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>Greetings from toronto</title>
    <published>2005-01-01T01:37:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-01T01:37:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sounds of people in the kitchen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello. im in toronto. its really nice and the people are nice for the most part, but if i have to hear "americans are so fucking stupid!" one more time, i may kill someone. its so lame. i love you no matter what country you are from, and the only thing thats "fucking stupid" is being shitty to someone because of where they are from....uh....i should be happy right now but....my nana died of cancer the day i flew out of milwaukee....and i am in the wrong place at the wrong time.....but its new years eve and a happy time......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" i know she's in heaven...if there is one" -my mom, the morning of.</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-12-22T01:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-22T07:55:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-22T07:55:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so its late. im not sleeping. and i never post. so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whats new.... im going to toronto. dec29-jan 12. im so damn excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i no longer work at avantgarde. brent (the piercer) is a little too much to handle. saturday was my last day and it was fucking insane. 200+ piercings.....goddamn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats kinda it for me. hmmm. oh. me and a'nna did my hair tonite. and i hope i can deal with it cause i want to keep the synthdreads in thru the canada trip. we'll see. im done. goodnite.</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-06-28T22:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-29T03:57:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-29T03:57:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.bmezine.com/news/guest/20040625.html"&gt;This particular time it was knot to be sew.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-06-16T23:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-17T04:28:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-17T04:28:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">milwaukee what. milwaukee what. you can't get pregnant when you do it in the butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is all i have to say</content>
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    <title>enjoying your double life?</title>
    <published>2004-06-09T05:49:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-09T05:49:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">uh. my ears hurt. but im finally at 3/4". i dont even know why im posting. well i guess its cause im mad and don't know who else to tell.heh. nevermind whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't say morning's come&lt;br /&gt;don't say it's up to me&lt;br /&gt;if I could take twenty five minutes&lt;br /&gt;out of the record books&lt;br /&gt;sugar&lt;br /&gt;he brings me sugar&lt;br /&gt;he brings me sugar&lt;br /&gt;as far as I can tell&lt;br /&gt;i've been gone for miles now&lt;br /&gt;and you know and I know&lt;br /&gt;i don't know me very well&lt;br /&gt;and I know and you know&lt;br /&gt;if they found me out...&lt;br /&gt;sugar&lt;br /&gt;he brings me sugar&lt;br /&gt;and all the robins bring&lt;br /&gt;they bring me many things but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiss goodbye&lt;br /&gt;go back to your separate life</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-05-31T00:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-31T05:32:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-31T05:32:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>singing leather to myself</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sometimes you just have to take the leap, and build your wings on the way down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;johnny im sorry i haven't called you back!!! you did call the right # ive just been so busy but we still have a date for putting the damage on and...something else right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"in a sense" he said "you're alone here &lt;br /&gt;so if you jump you best jump far"</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-05-23T01:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-23T06:12:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-23T06:12:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got a cleavage piercing on thursday. not too shabby.</content>
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    <title>in a moment of weakness....</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T06:05:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T06:06:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>littlerarities</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Go into your LJ archives.&lt;br /&gt;Find your 23rd post.&lt;br /&gt;Find the 5th sentence. &lt;br /&gt;Post the text of the sentence in your lj along with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was only one sentence in my 23rd post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i just realised that i miss freddy a whole lot right now i wish willy was here."</content>
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    <title>i got a crested gecko because my boyfriend just doesn't cut it anymore...</title>
    <published>2004-04-27T05:25:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-27T05:25:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ezshots.com/members/kmandrm4eva/images/kmandrm4eva-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-04-25T23:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-26T06:45:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-26T06:45:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">god. it feels like something in my life needs to change....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever that means.</content>
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    <title>88 VW GOLF GT FOR SALE $1500!!</title>
    <published>2004-04-26T05:30:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-26T05:30:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello. I am selling my VWGolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its an 88 Golf GT 4 door hatchback. 5 speed manual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its black with grey cloth interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It has just under 215,000 miles on the body, but a newer, faster VW engine with less than 100,000 miles on it was put in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It runs great and has little rust on the body (I will eventually have pictures for those who are interested.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It has A.C., a JVC cd player with detachable face, and a manual moonroof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Its super cute and I love it a ton...but I love the Cabrio I just bought more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh yeah. I also have winter wheels for it that would be included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reply here if you're interested or you can email me at bi0luminescence@hotmail.com</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-04-01T00:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-01T06:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-01T06:09:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well. i stopped bidding on the white cabrio cause i got scared...but i bought this one instead.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ebaymotors/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=2470773356&amp;amp;category=31875"&gt;its actually nicer and alot cheaper!!!...&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-03-27T11:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-27T17:33:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-01T06:09:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the washing machine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://cgi.ebay.com/ebaymotors/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&amp;amp;item=2469860936&amp;amp;category=31875/"&gt;I AM GOING TO OWN THIS FUCKING CAR.....if i don't get out bid...&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-03-12T23:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-13T05:07:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-13T05:07:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sigur mother fucking ros</lj:music>
    <content type="html">god damn. can everyone on the goddamed planet please remind me always to never listen to sigur ros. by myself.in the basement.thats some depressing ass shit. fuck that.oh and getting your nipples pierced like...doesn't hurt.crazy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:108030</id>
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    <title>im posting to post. i never post.</title>
    <published>2004-02-20T06:31:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-20T06:31:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nothing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="50%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="red"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="orange"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="yellow"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="green"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="blue"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="16.67%" bgcolor="purple"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="6" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/shared_boxers/578528.html"&gt;Marriage is love.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rad. i got a job at outpost natural foods today.which is pretty damn cool. i needed a job so bad....god.why does my mom annoy the piss out of me sometimes?! tonite at dinner we are all talking about knackers (for those of you who don't know what a knacker is, think: brad pit in snatch. or that irish women who was caught on tape beating the shite out of her kid a while back) and my mom gets all pissy about it.comparing the word knacker to the "n word"...it was lame. i guess you had to be there.but it pissed me off.a'nna pointed out that my b-day is coming up soon. not as soon as helen's tho!!!horray!!!! but still soon. i think ill ask for a nice haircut.....i think im getting sick....that would be weird.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:107570</id>
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    <title>waitresskiller @ 2004-02-07T23:31:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-08T05:32:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-08T05:32:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh god. i need help filing taxes. kill me now. i really wanted to file online or over the phone, but it seems that since i have never filed before that this is impossible. death. i need money. i have cramps.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:107485</id>
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    <title>so bored.</title>
    <published>2004-01-29T09:17:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-29T09:25:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">First best friend: coutney breanna boehler&lt;br /&gt;First car: ford aerostar minivan&lt;br /&gt;First date: i don't think i had a first date&lt;br /&gt;First real kiss: aaron stack. hahah.god....&lt;br /&gt;First break-up: kevin&lt;br /&gt;First screen name: xoxruthiexox&lt;br /&gt;First self purchased album: hmm. i don't really know&lt;br /&gt;First funeral: never been&lt;br /&gt;First pets: 2 cats. i can't remember their names. they shit everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;First piercing/tattoo: piercing edit: when i was 7 i went to the mall to get my ears gunned and i got one done then ran away sceaming because it hurt so bad.so i had one ear pierced until i was like....12! which is so funny considering i have 8 piercings and have been pierced a billion times since!hahah.i totally just remembered that!!! tattoo: my arm.&lt;br /&gt;First credit card: they don't give people like me credit cards&lt;br /&gt;First true love:nivek &lt;br /&gt;First enemy: hm. i dunno&lt;br /&gt;First big trip: coming to america&lt;br /&gt;First musician you remember hearing in your house: john lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.LASTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: tonite&lt;br /&gt;Last kiss: tonite&lt;br /&gt;Last good cry: uhhh...watching my mother hug her mother probably for the last time ever before we just left ireland.&lt;br /&gt;Last library book checked out: the library don't like me.&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: once upon a time in shitty ass mexico. it fucking blew. &lt;br /&gt;Last beverage drank: coke&lt;br /&gt;Last food consumed: chilly and a grilled cheese sandwich&lt;br /&gt;Last crush: percy&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: a'nna&lt;br /&gt;Last time showered: yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Last shoes worn: if slippers don't count then my black sauconys&lt;br /&gt;Last cd played: tori amos T.O.A.L.&lt;br /&gt;Last item bought: gas for my car&lt;br /&gt;Last annoyance: listening to my mother eat&lt;br /&gt;Last disappointment: not being asleep&lt;br /&gt;Last time wanting to die: i don't really know&lt;br /&gt;Last time scolded: hah. i soooo don't get scolded&lt;br /&gt;Last shirt worn: black turtleneck sweater&lt;br /&gt;Last website visited: this foul ass piece a'crap.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:waitresskiller:107150</id>
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    <title>this could go lame. so fast</title>
    <published>2004-01-19T09:13:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-19T09:13:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kasey chambers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;soooooooooo. i went to ireland and london&amp;nbsp;but now im back. and i feel like a good rant. first. this is going to sound totally weird cause i never really talk to either of them (which sucks) but im super happy/jealous (in a good way) that terri and ben worked super hard and moved away and in with each other. thats so fucking awesome.and living in the moment and all that shit....yeah. i would also like&amp;nbsp;to&amp;nbsp;say that i have an absolutly huge gross bruise on my right asscheek from falling down kaysey's stairs!!!!!! but i do wish you could have all seen it (the falling not the assbruise). so i have no job...yeah. i need one. and i think ill do just about anything.my sister says she can put in a good word at the bank she works at....do banks hire girls with guns tattooed on them?...maybe id scare away all the robbers. id probably have to cover them.along with the rest.which also now include but are not limited to: wings on my ankles.and the date i originally left ireland on my foot.i got it while i was there....which reminds me that i really have to apply for my citizenship and that kinda makes me want to cry...whatever. its for the best.god damn i want some chinese food.....sweet and sour chicken and vegetable chow mein.!!!!!!!!!!!!now.&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;and i'll be damned if you're not my man.before the sun&amp;nbsp;goes down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>if i can kill one man then why not two?</title>
    <published>2003-12-13T07:21:34Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-13T07:21:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>toribootlegs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i go through this&lt;br /&gt;so i can be happier&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happier&lt;br /&gt;to feel safe with you&lt;br /&gt;safe with you&lt;br /&gt;safe with you&lt;br /&gt;with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       -bjork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a little bit. of this. in my limbs. reach. &lt;br /&gt;wish me well. &lt;br /&gt;i can never tell.&lt;br /&gt;where you're from boy.&lt;br /&gt;heaven?hell?</content>
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    <title>reminded</title>
    <published>2003-12-10T09:12:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-10T09:12:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">god. sometimes i forget how much i love this poem...and then i read it and ahhh. it drives me insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone lived in a pretty how town&lt;br /&gt;(with up so floating many bells down)&lt;br /&gt;spring summer autumn winter&lt;br /&gt;he sang his didn't he danced his did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women and men(both little and small)&lt;br /&gt;cared for anyone not at all&lt;br /&gt;they sowed their isn't they reaped their same&lt;br /&gt;sun moon stars rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;children guessed(but only a few&lt;br /&gt;and down they forgot as up they grew&lt;br /&gt;autumn winter spring summer)&lt;br /&gt;that noone loved him more by more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when by now and tree by leaf&lt;br /&gt;she laughed his joy she cried his grief&lt;br /&gt;bird by snow and stir by still&lt;br /&gt;anyone's any was all to her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someones married their everyones&lt;br /&gt;laughed their cryings and did their dance&lt;br /&gt;(sleep wake hope and then)they&lt;br /&gt;said their nevers they slept their dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stars rain sun moon&lt;br /&gt;(and only the snow can begin to explain&lt;br /&gt;how children are apt to forget to remember&lt;br /&gt;with up so floating many bells down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day anyone died i guess&lt;br /&gt;(and noone stooped to kiss his face)&lt;br /&gt;busy folk buried them side by side&lt;br /&gt;little by little and was by was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all by all and deep by deep&lt;br /&gt;and more by more they dream their sleep&lt;br /&gt;noone and anyone earth by april&lt;br /&gt;wish by spirit and if by yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women and men(both dong and ding)&lt;br /&gt;summer autumn winter spring&lt;br /&gt;reaped their sowing and went their came&lt;br /&gt;sun moon stars rain</content>
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