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  <title>oh how i want something to die for,</title>
  <subtitle>i've tried so hard.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>lisa indeed</name>
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  <updated>2008-09-13T16:38:43Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:57537</id>
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    <title>rather give the world away than wake up lonely</title>
    <published>2008-09-13T16:38:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-13T16:38:43Z</updated>
    <category term="random"/>
    <lj:music>death cab for cutie - marching bands of manhattan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so that funeral was reallllllly awkward&lt;br /&gt;am i a freak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i were a different species. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andean_Condor"&gt;condor&lt;/a&gt; would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:57198</id>
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    <title>disappointment and regret collide</title>
    <published>2008-09-12T16:43:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-12T16:43:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">brb; falling back in love with emily haines</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:56837</id>
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    <title>wtf fml</title>
    <published>2008-09-11T22:55:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-11T22:55:23Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>ccr</lj:music>
    <content type="html">first fall fair so no movies with erica, &lt;br /&gt;now funeral so no christy's?&lt;br /&gt;wtf is with these ruined plans?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:56580</id>
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    <title>what do i know of a perfect lie</title>
    <published>2008-09-11T21:28:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-11T21:28:11Z</updated>
    <category term="profundity"/>
    <lj:music>mighty boosh - eels!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i hate hate hate all the &amp;quot;drama&amp;quot; and controversy with people my age&lt;br /&gt;like sometimes i think they're flattering themselves&lt;br /&gt;trying to feel &amp;quot;grown-up&amp;quot; by acting like there are issues in their lives that are actually important or merit some sort of attention&lt;br /&gt;you're just a kid, no one cares that people are spreading rumours about you&lt;br /&gt;or that you feel sad because you can't cope with school&lt;br /&gt;or that you're holding a grudge against someone. get the fuck over it, you're sooooooo childish.&lt;br /&gt;IT HAPPENS TO A MILLION PEOPLE EVERY DAY. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;like shut the fuck up.&lt;br /&gt;i know this all sounds harsh but it's honestly how i feel sometimes.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:56334</id>
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    <title>the heart beats in its cage</title>
    <published>2008-09-11T01:11:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-11T01:11:23Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>the strokes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">okay so here's how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;picture day was a bust. but that was expected, i would be bitchy too if i had to work with kids all day.&lt;br /&gt;religion was ghey as usual,&lt;br /&gt;science was kind of retarded but the quiz was hella easy so i'm glad,&lt;br /&gt;but the project took me like three hours. whatta waste, half the time i was trying to figure out what an anemone eats. or some stupid shit like that. i mean, half the reason i chose an octopus is because i like saying &amp;quot;octopuses&amp;quot; anyway. fml&lt;br /&gt;anyway, lunch was mostly amazing. park and such with jeff, sharlotte and andrea. LMAO'd. just little things like stains on jeffrey's shirt and sexual jokes about he and sharlotte and falling off the rolly thing like i'm high and drug reactions with andrea. they get me.&lt;br /&gt;also learned i could be a storage unit for karella, who knew? and discussed some sorely missed important things with celina. &lt;br /&gt;maths was hilaaaaaarious. the manual hole punch and mind melding and mark's reactions. and awkward loners with secret agendas. and identity crises. lulz.&lt;br /&gt;and then media arts. lmao, our project is soooooooo bad. we literally just pasted pictures onto a bristol board and then courtney drew random shit on it. like a swingset, rofl. we're gonna fail. but i'm okay with that. tap stories make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after school, helped karella get a book. waited for a meeting to end. dipped the fuck out of there to go look at a house that turned out to be a shithole in a swamp. pictures cannot be trusted. made a sandwich. ate it. damn, was it good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:56142</id>
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    <title>cavalry come, cavalry go, cavalry leave me alone</title>
    <published>2008-09-09T00:44:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-09T00:45:00Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>the kills - last day of magic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THINGS TO LIVE FOR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. driving in the rain and then going under an overpass and hearing the silence for about half a second before the rain hits the car again&lt;br /&gt;2. wrapping lockers ;]&lt;br /&gt;3. the killllllllllllllllllls&lt;br /&gt;4. al gore sex appeal. it's the best thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;5. marineland not being as good as it used to be&lt;br /&gt;6. tumor wales [belugas]&lt;br /&gt;7. science teacher jokes. LOLLLLLLL. ie. &amp;quot;al g. is a fun guy! get it?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;8. &amp;quot;i want expensive sadness&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;9. being interested in serial killers, but not in a sympathetic way... ?&lt;br /&gt;10. creature comforts, the show.&lt;br /&gt;11. the song, &amp;quot;fond farewell&amp;quot;. again.&lt;br /&gt;12. stories of carly the dumbass. god i'm glad i don't have any classes with her anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really amazing, at least parts of it. i felt really happy which was nice for a change. and it reminded me why i love some people. &lt;br /&gt;but at the same time so many people were sad because of the kid who died. i know that sounds terrible, saying &amp;quot;the kid who died&amp;quot;, but i don't know how to respond to grief or how to act when something like this happens. i didn't know him and so i'm not really sad but then i end up feeling bad for being happy when people are so sad, so i get sad, but then i question myself and my integrity for being sad for basically no reason that has anything to do with me and i feel bad, like i'm just patronizing [sp?] the people who actually loved him. &lt;br /&gt;because if i were his sister/friend/mother/whatever, honestly, i would be angry at people who didn't even know him crying over him. because really, what do they have to be sad about? in a week/month they'll forget about this when the sister/frind/mother/whatever has lost someone forever, and what they're experiencing is not and never will be anything close to how the sister/friend/mom/whatever is feeling about his death.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:56048</id>
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    <title>it's true.</title>
    <published>2008-09-07T23:26:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-07T23:26:38Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>the "dexter" theme</lj:music>
    <content type="html">fuck school.&lt;br /&gt;i never want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dexter is a good show.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:55715</id>
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    <title>see the moon and watch it rise</title>
    <published>2008-09-06T18:20:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-06T18:20:22Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>lyle lovett - simple song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i was cutting a watermelon up this morning and i realised something:&lt;br /&gt;the secret to deliciousness lies in the shape of the bite-sized pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;wedges &amp;gt; cubes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watermelon cut into isosceles triangles is infinitely better than watermelon cut into cubes.&lt;br /&gt;it's all about the wedges. i don't know, it just is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekend morning are for melodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:55306</id>
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    <title>we are a fever, we ain't born typical</title>
    <published>2008-09-06T00:03:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-06T00:03:51Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>the kills</lj:music>
    <content type="html">tgif;&lt;br /&gt;school is laaaaaaaame as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;i hate my homeroom like always [haven't i said this before?] and everything else is just alright.&lt;br /&gt;sharing a locker with karella is awesome but ridiculously inconvenient for all my classes so i have to like cut out two binders and then use my other locker... idk. whateva.&lt;br /&gt;my mommy's coming home. :]&lt;br /&gt;and i'm going to marineland for an unknown reason. i'm gonna go do my homework like a loser.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:55152</id>
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    <title>you talk of love... well, i've heard the word before</title>
    <published>2008-09-04T00:27:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-04T00:27:55Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>simon and garfunkel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh my god. i'm pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;my mother has been away for like two days and she'll be back on saturday&lt;br /&gt;but i feel so alone. so i'm watching law and order because it reiminds me of her.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't think i needed her around as much as i do.&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like a little kid, needing my mom in the first week of school.&lt;br /&gt;and an hour from now i'll be like, &amp;quot;wtf was i talking about? i'm fine.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mom :[&lt;br /&gt;ew i'm such an effing loser&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i finally realised that there is music that can change my mood: simon and garfunkel.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;i am a rock&amp;quot; makes me feel better all the time. even though it's supposed to be ironic and whatever it must be rooted in truth because it had to come from somewhere, right?&lt;br /&gt;god bless you, paul simon.&lt;br /&gt;and art garfunkel to a lesser extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and msn's being a douche.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:54798</id>
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    <title>once i get you up there where the air is rarified</title>
    <published>2008-09-03T22:19:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-03T22:19:29Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>sinatra</lj:music>
    <content type="html">postives:&lt;br /&gt;my science teacher is apparently hilarious&lt;br /&gt;sharlotte will be in my science class [awww yeeee]&lt;br /&gt;lunch with lovelies&lt;br /&gt;jeff at school tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i get ma locker tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;math with andrea and monica again, and anarita and christina and some other rad coolsters&lt;br /&gt;media arts with courtney and a bunch of cool new people [hell yeah much?]&lt;br /&gt;seeing random loves like dameon and karella and celina and erica and deanna and violet today, if only for a few minutes&lt;br /&gt;GUY PANTS. WITH POCKETS. BADASS MANNNNN&lt;br /&gt;return of the pingu folder :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;negatives:&lt;br /&gt;ewww two classes in portables.&lt;br /&gt;shittiest homeroom ever in portable when i could be doing the exact same thing 20 feet away in the other religion poratble with a cool teacher and awesome people&lt;br /&gt;no classes with the majority of the people i love D:&lt;br /&gt;assembly tomorrrow, fuck that&lt;br /&gt;sharlotte and jeff not back yet :[&lt;br /&gt;new locker. fml i liked the old one.&lt;br /&gt;no french this semester, what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;walking to school ewwwwwwwwwwwww i hate it more than life.&lt;br /&gt;people bingo. don't lie and say you didn't do it in EVERY CLASS.&lt;br /&gt;math homework. wtf fml&lt;br /&gt;sitting in alphabetical order. KILL ME NOW, GOD&lt;br /&gt;i actually miss my mom. i need a hug&lt;br /&gt;where the fuck is alex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my schedule made me wanna be homeschooled :$</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:54604</id>
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    <title>that's fine, i'm barely alive</title>
    <published>2008-09-01T13:43:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-01T13:51:19Z</updated>
    <category term="omfg"/>
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    <lj:music>wolf parade - shine a light</lj:music>
    <content type="html">mentalbreakdownmentalbreakdoenmenatlabrakdwnaakmsnda&lt;br /&gt;omfg i am seriously freaking out&lt;br /&gt;wtf&lt;br /&gt;what if i have like no classes with anyone&lt;br /&gt;and my locker sucks&lt;br /&gt;what if i can't find anyone tomorrow??!!?!?!?!?!!/1&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna go get a hug i fucking hate worrying&lt;br /&gt;shit&lt;br /&gt;omfg&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:54462</id>
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    <title>LOL FOREVER.</title>
    <published>2008-08-30T17:35:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-30T17:35:38Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>elliott smith</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://engrishfunny.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/anushospital1.jpg?w=652&amp;amp;h=613" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:54080</id>
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    <title>all your dicton dripping with disdain, through the pain i always tell the truth.</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T18:17:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T18:17:11Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>weezer's first album</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so;&lt;br /&gt;nerd rock ftw&lt;br /&gt;and imma kill myself before school starts.&lt;br /&gt;being able to see everyone (perhaps @ christy's?) would be awesome, but who knows if it will happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rofl @ the fact that last friday, everyone in my family got their hair cut. at the same place. :] &lt;br /&gt;losers.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:53882</id>
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    <title>things are what you make of them.</title>
    <published>2008-08-26T21:37:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-26T21:37:36Z</updated>
    <category term="family"/>
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    <lj:music>vampire weekend</lj:music>
    <content type="html">omgomgomg&lt;br /&gt;i'm preparing for a one day digression from mt depression.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow, lisa conquers ikea.&lt;br /&gt;fuck yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but until then i'm agonizing over what to write in my grandmother's birthday card.&lt;br /&gt;i always do. i should stop. maybe people don't care that much. i do.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:53669</id>
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    <title>i'll try but you see, it's hard to explain</title>
    <published>2008-08-20T03:22:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-20T19:14:47Z</updated>
    <category term="bliss"/>
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    <lj:music>the strokes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;THINGS TO LIVE FOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. finding people who share love for journey, and can sing all the words to "don't stop believing" with me.&lt;br /&gt;2. making hats for a rabbit with andrea.&lt;br /&gt;3. acting sophisticated while drawing with chalk all over the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;4. ganging up on people who say that the jobros version of hello goodbye is better because, "the beatles were so dead when they did it". LOL GTFO.&lt;br /&gt;5. seeing people across the sidewalk and talking for like one second.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;b&gt;"let me rock you, chaka khan!" &lt;/b&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;7. headphones that look way too ridiculously big for my head but i use anyway.&lt;br /&gt;8. planning to get drunk while sitting on street signs.&lt;br /&gt;9. wearing sweaters all the time.&lt;br /&gt;10. the song "you only live once"&lt;br /&gt;11. singing voices that don't sound good, but soothe you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;12. music that your whole family has been able to sing along to since before you can remember.&lt;br /&gt;13. inherited tastes.&lt;br /&gt;14. anchorman.&lt;br /&gt;15. pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;16. people you feel like you've known forever.&lt;br /&gt;17. being enamored with ideas and melodies.&lt;br /&gt;18. having a love affair with an old heating blanket.&lt;br /&gt;19. having one thing to look forward to every day,&lt;br /&gt;20.&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="schadenfreude @ this kind of stupidity"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://failblog.files.wordpress.com/2008/08/fail-owned-orange-juice-fail.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. the poetic justice of landing on every possible "baby boy/baby girl/twins" space in the game of life, and then having to pay twenty thousand dollars for each child.&lt;br /&gt;22. dreams. the sleeping type, not the hopes and ambitions type.&lt;br /&gt;23. stories about things that have happened to people in their day that make your day.&lt;br /&gt;24. ikea. :]&lt;br /&gt;25. "50 ways to leave your lover", my jammmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm 4 daiiz&lt;br /&gt;26. the mighty boosh.&lt;br /&gt;27. england. it sounds lame but it's so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;28. catch phrases&lt;br /&gt; 29. the redundancy of the wonder pets.&lt;br /&gt;30. "howard moon, coming at you like a flannel". LOL&lt;br /&gt;31. crimping. and the pancake song.</content>
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    <title>closer to the heart</title>
    <published>2008-08-19T14:54:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-19T14:54:51Z</updated>
    <category term="family"/>
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    <lj:music>starship - we built this city</lj:music>
    <content type="html">there is so much sound in this house that i feel trapped&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda wanna get up and dance ans sing along&lt;br /&gt;but of course i never would&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so thankful that my parents exposed me to old shit &lt;br /&gt;and like wierd stuff i would never have known about&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad i grew up with like classic rock and eighties hits and folk&lt;br /&gt;but the one thing i can't stand is geddy lee's voice&lt;br /&gt;because it seriously wants to make me shoot him in the face&lt;br /&gt;and i can just barely stand closer to the heart and fly by night&lt;br /&gt;but they still make me homicidal like fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry &lt;br /&gt;i'm rambling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will one o'clock come?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:53067</id>
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    <title>twenty ways to see the world</title>
    <published>2008-08-18T22:40:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T22:40:00Z</updated>
    <category term="bliss"/>
    <category term="friends"/>
    <category term="obsessions"/>
    <category term="random"/>
    <lj:music>the strokes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh mannn&lt;br /&gt;talking on the phone with andrea has rejuvenated my life.&lt;br /&gt;we've realized that grass pokemon are totally ghey. and metapod is about the worst pokemon ever because it only knows harden when you catch it in the wild and even if you do evolve it from a caterpie or a weedle, it takes so long to share experience points in battle that training it is pointless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, alex and andrea over tomorrow for some baking, N64 and a rousing game of driveway chalk pong just like back in geography class. and maybe a journey to a&amp;amp;p because i have like no butter in my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm finally getting my family into arrested development. i love that you have to actually watch it to get all the little jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, please note: red lobster is like the best restaurant in existence, and i wish i felt about more bands the way i do about the strokes because they never wear down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:52921</id>
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    <title>i've got nothing to say, i've got nothing to give</title>
    <published>2008-08-18T00:49:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T00:49:17Z</updated>
    <category term="depression"/>
    <lj:music>the strokes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;pensylvania was good i guess. i don't know what everyone goes on about though, it's all the same shit.&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like writing anything.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll go bathe in some acid.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer, please don't end.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:52603</id>
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    <title>the room's on fire, she's fixing her hair.</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T06:53:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T06:53:38Z</updated>
    <category term="depression"/>
    <category term="profundity"/>
    <lj:music>the strokes - 12:51</lj:music>
    <content type="html">what is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm having an epiphany&lt;br /&gt;but probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to pensylvania tomorrow. i probably misspelled that. &lt;br /&gt;idk why, lately i get nauseous and like realllly really guilty when i spend money. i think i'm developing a complex and becoming a cat lady. that really appeals to me lately. maybe it's my path in life. or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm an insomniac. &lt;br /&gt;i'm about ready to cack myself at this point.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:52403</id>
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    <title>i only wanted what everyone wanted</title>
    <published>2008-08-11T04:21:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-11T04:21:53Z</updated>
    <category term="television"/>
    <category term="music"/>
    <lj:music>born ruffians</lj:music>
    <content type="html">argh&lt;br /&gt;bbc2,&lt;br /&gt;i need you.&lt;br /&gt;for your late night comedy panel shows :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay toronto bands.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:52051</id>
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    <title>everytime it rains.</title>
    <published>2008-08-08T20:30:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-08T20:30:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ace of base, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;these are the lyrics to "everytime it rains" by ace of base, or at least the chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Because every time it rains&lt;br /&gt;I fall to pieces&lt;br /&gt;So many memories the rain releases&lt;br /&gt;I feel you... I taste you&lt;br /&gt;I cannot forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Every time it rains... I get wet.&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me that last line isn't a double entendre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i gotta get out of this house... again.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:51815</id>
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    <title>in your mind could you ever be really close to me</title>
    <published>2008-08-06T18:44:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-06T18:44:58Z</updated>
    <category term="films"/>
    <lj:music>the zombies -  the way i feel inside</lj:music>
    <content type="html">watched the life aquatic again. damn whatta good film. and soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should really stop this. i'm annoying myself.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:51520</id>
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    <title>hold still, don't fade;</title>
    <published>2008-08-06T02:11:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-06T02:11:35Z</updated>
    <category term="quotes"/>
    <category term="television"/>
    <category term="music"/>
    <lj:music>wolf parade</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wow. cleaning the fridge takes a lot more time than i thought, but a lot less effort. it's just tedious, y'dig?&lt;br /&gt;and i'm considering giving up on itunes. too many goddamn songs. meh. whateva.&lt;br /&gt;things are looking up, world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;you're forgetting that i was a professional twice over: an analyst and a therapist. the world's first &lt;u&gt;ANALRAPIST&lt;/u&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;tobias funke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;too many lolz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brillosaurus:51270</id>
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    <title>i don't ever want to hate you,</title>
    <published>2008-08-04T22:57:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-04T22:57:35Z</updated>
    <category term="random"/>
    <category term="anger"/>
    <lj:music>the white stripes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WHY&lt;br /&gt;are all of these russian people adding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh this week's goal: organize itunes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;elephant shell, you're my cave and i've been hiding out.&lt;br /&gt;will you tell me a little bit about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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