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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 19:53:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Friday~ work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday~ eating, drinking, firework observing with friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday~ work on Marilyn tattoo, VNV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday~ work, free tickets from boss for Rockies game&lt;br /&gt;(his way of appreciation without having to use words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday~ work, Guru Pranima</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Aug 2007 14:38:09 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>today I have to work all day&lt;br /&gt;then orientation for school.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not looking forward to sitting for two hours&lt;br /&gt;listening to...............................&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can get some of my questions answered.&lt;br /&gt;according to my paperwork I didn&apos;t apply,&lt;br /&gt;but I did!!!&lt;br /&gt;my parer is missing???&lt;br /&gt;I will find out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 23 Mar 2007 18:57:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The News According to me:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;(it has been a strange week for all, this is my story)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I found on Wednesday my Grandmother gave her wedding ring and other nice ring to my aunts, she doesn&apos;t get out of bed anymore at the home...she&apos;s ready to go.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(everyone says it&apos;s time...bla bla bla....but who wants to go to a funeral ever!)&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My son was in a car accident a few weeks ago, he&apos;s fine but I still need to take him in and get the staples removed from his head (10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to meet with son&apos;s adviser at school, due to attendance, and participation (again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter&apos;s band teacher called, because she has missed so much school from being sick this year she might fail (fail band?!?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are no longer allowed to request days off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Feb 2007 17:02:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I think I just found my new apartment!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 16:13:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You ask and you shall  recieve</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;~ Well it&apos;s official. They are selling the building I&apos;m living in. That will be two buildings &amp;nbsp;in a couple of months! The good news is, I&apos;m not happy here in this apartment. It&apos;s toooo small, and run down. It&apos;s obvious that they don&apos;t care to ever improve this building. They would rather make some cash, and walk away. That seems to be what&apos;s happening everywhere on the hill. Pretty soon it will be impossible to rent. I suppose now is the time to start the search for a new place.&amp;nbsp; They were just in my apartment. 6 men plus the manager, and landlord. Of course my home is a bit messy. The dog and cats were freaking out. Nothing like having a bunch of strange men measuring your home. It made me laugh, the manager called them &quot;fix it men&quot;. I don&apos;t know who he thinks he&apos;s fooling...there is no &quot;fix it&quot; happening....well yes I guess, after they kick us all out.&amp;nbsp;I like how he said that, like it was my first rodeo.&amp;nbsp;I just went through this a few months ago. I also hate that violated feeling you get&amp;nbsp;when the strangers leave...after looking at all of your things. I did&amp;nbsp; bravely ask one of them, when they were buying the building....he pretended not to hear me. I asked again....he said, &quot;we may not be buying the building, we will just see.&quot; Yes but someone will.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for the exiting conclusion of Search for a Home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Next topic on the agenda: Work.&lt;br /&gt;I have been struggling for quite some time. I finally filled out many applications. I had one job interview on tuesday, at the Snug. It went well. There were many being interviewed, but I have&amp;nbsp;a pretty good feeling about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the mean time, I have picked up as many shifts within the company that I work for, as possible. I work every day until next Sunday. In that week and a half, I will be working 5 doubles. I can&apos;t believe I said yes to all of that work, but I do have to get caught up somehow. These damn bills are not going to pay themselves. I also need to buy the kids new coats, shoes, boots, gloves, hats....well you get the picture. they grow, plus the whole winter thing. Soooo&amp;nbsp; that means what tiny bit O&apos; social life I did have is now gone.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I also have to save to move....since the building is going condo on me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that&apos;s the update for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Oct 2006 15:14:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Now I Know...</title>
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  <description>First and foremost I was pacing around my kitchen just now ranting out loud to myself only to realize my son is home and was sleeping (because he didn&apos;t have to be at school yet) and heard the entire bitch-and-pace. Wow that just knocked me down a peg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway now for the rant!&lt;br /&gt;So not only did I get talked down to by a &quot;I&apos;m gother than you&quot; MAN at the cafe last night, I also got &quot;the tone&quot; from my boyfriend this morning! Okay let me back up..last night I was at the show (which was by the way awesome!), I tried to call my SO before I went(because I thought we were on the &quot;call every day&quot; thing, but I was wrong), didn&apos;t hear from him. All night. I was worried, because he has a job that&apos;s extremely dangerous, and life threatening....so I was concerned...I didn&apos;t call....didn&apos;t call....couldn&apos;t sleep after the show...so I went to the cafe, only to be hit with the &quot;I&apos;m cooler than you&quot; guy!!! That made my already worried self feel better *sarcasm*. Soooo I spent the rest of the evening being fed shots and debating everything know to man with this guy, until his friends said some shit like &quot;you know he doesn&apos;t give a shit&quot;, so I said &quot;bring it!!!!&quot; I don&apos;t give a flying rats ass what he thinks about me. Who lived on the hill longer, who knows who!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I go home all saturated with alcohol, still worried about the SO, but need to go to sleep, and now can finally pass out...Get up feel like shit, have to drive everyone to their designated spots...called...and got &quot;the tone&quot; ...the I was busy at  a work meeting then came home and went to bed...I didn&apos;t accuse him of anything, actually I WAS WORRIED YOU WERE DEAD!!!!!! But apparently thats NOT right...we are not on a call every day basis after a year...no he wasn&apos;t mad...but he did give me extreme attitude. Nice, so not only was I treated like a two-bit-whore-idiot by &quot;the goth king&quot; last night, I get to wake up hung over and get schooled by my boyfriend, and then go to work all day. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for playing.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 Oct 2006 00:11:30 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Rallying 4 the show.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Aug 2006 18:33:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>curent events</title>
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  <description>WORK:&lt;br /&gt;Working many hours/ double shifts, at my bar and others to catch up. Saturday night I worked at 2101. That was very entertaining. I may do that more often. I found out the bar I work at is being sold. (that is the second time that has happened in my life) &quot;They&quot; say we have a job in the new one if we want, but I already know that&apos;s just a little story to keep us working until close. I am still having work drama with some employees that seem to have issues with me. (one is 20 years old and thinks he can work a bar better that I can. I have only been doing this for 15 years...whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERSONAL:&lt;br /&gt;My one year anniversary with my new boyfriend was yesterday. I can&apos;t believe it. We have had some petty problems recently, that I think are a result of fear of commitment, and showing true emotions. We have been talking in great detail about these issues, and I think everything will be fine. We just need to stop being too sensitive, and taking things too personally (both of us).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHILDREN:&lt;br /&gt;My son Sebastian is registered at East High School AGAIN. He had better go. Otherwise I don&apos;t know what I will do with him. It&apos;s not like &quot;back in the day&quot; when you have issues with your kids you can just kick them out or whatever!(it&apos;s against the law to kick out your kids...) I have just learned fist hand that anything your kids do is the parents fault!!!! I understand that it is my resposibility to &quot;raise him properly&quot; but what about when I&apos;m working my 12 hour shifts??? What then? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my darling Mika&apos;s first day back in school. This time as a 6th grader. I&apos;m happy she was excited. She woke up at 6:30 a.m. to shower and look cute. (during the summer she was all pissed off that I&apos;m keeping her in her old school K-8th, she would rather be going to a middle school. Maybe next year. I would like to keep her innocence for one more year.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME:&lt;br /&gt;My birthday is this week. Since none of the people I know can get along. I am extending my celebrating over a few weeks. Dinner with mum this weekend. Next weekend is PET PROJEKT. (already! yikes) The following weekend my SO is taking me to Glenwood Springs, for a two day spa, massage, dinner thing. YAY! I finally get to go somewhere! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misc:&lt;br /&gt;I think that is all for now. (my boss called, left me a message with a tone...I called her back but she didn&apos;t answer...I don&apos;t know what that&apos;s about.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Sep 2005 18:36:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>FREE/cheap  STUFF</title>
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  <description>I am moving this Saturday and I have some things I am getting rid of.  I have a washer and dryer that are about 5 years old.  I have a brushed metal and glass with little copper bits - dining room table with 6 chairs, and the glass shelves that match.  I have 3 Michael Parks paintings in gold frames.  If you want any of these things, let me know.  You will have to pick them up as I have no transportation for them.  You can have them for free, but if you feel the need to donate some money, well, that&apos;s fine too :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2005 22:45:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Rant!</title>
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  <description>I was doing a little thinking while in the shower.I just have to say one thing about the celebrities last night. They sat around all night long with shitty looks on their faces, as if they didn&apos;t want to be there. I understand having to go somewhere when you don&apos;t feel like it. They have to do this all the time...but you get paid several million dollars a year with a guaranteed contract. Deal with it, you poor babies, you have to sit there and be nice to everyone, maybe even crack a smile. You can suck it!</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2005 21:30:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Where to start!</title>
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  <description>I&apos;m back up and running, but for how long nobody knows!&lt;br /&gt;It has been a landslide of events that have occurred since Friday that has bombarded my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost let me clear up some shit. As for irishscorp, I hope you get this message. I apologize for any misunderstanding that happened on Saturday. I was in no way &quot;blowing you off&quot; or your girlfriend. I was happy you came down to see me at work, but circumstances you were not aware of led me to my attitude, that had nothing to do with the two of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must start from the beginning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I came to work Friday night early, because Amber gave me a ride. I was anxious, agitated, for no apparent reason. I thought I would go set up the bar early, since I had all this energy I needed to use. Finally when other bartenders arrived we went next door for a drink to caulm my nerves. Then our night began. It was the slowest Friday I have ever seen. We stood around talking shit, trying to make the best of things. The end of the night rolled around, and after counting, we made $40. This is nowhere near the kind of money I need to be making. In a depressed state of mind, we all partook in a few more shots (not a good idea). I left and sat out front waiting for S, drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Warned S of my state of mind, and he was very understanding. We arrived home to find our house surrounded by fire trucks. Not the scene I want to come home to. (I have been through this before) We run through the house, afraid that it is ours. We look out the back window to find our neighbor&apos;s across the ally, garage has burned down. Our phone lines and DSL were taken out as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Saturday I get up, with a hangover. I go and lay on the couch. After about a two hour nap, I finally feel better and plan on getting up. My daughter comes in with the mail. I have a Xcel disconnect notice (since my bill is $300. a month now, and I have only been able to pay $100 a month, they sent a lovely letter saying I need to come up with $300. by the 4th or I&apos;m shut off, mind you this is when my rent is due). Next piece of mail is a bill for the parking ticket I already paid. Now I owe $40, of money I don&apos;t have. This reels me into further depression, and I lay one the couch until I have to get ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I go to work, we have a meeting from 8-9pm. Finally I feel well enough to eat. I go next door to buy a salad, come back, and am approached by irishscorp who took me totally off guard. I&apos;m happy to see them, but in lieu of all that has taken place, I&apos;m not myself (for this I&apos;m sorry) I wolf down my salad, since my GM is standing right there, and we are not allowed to eat at work. Then I have to hurry and make sure my bar is set up, since we didn&apos;t have time due to the meeting. Next thing you know irishscorp left, irritated at me. =( The night was slow until my partner left at 11pm. All the while I have been dying for human contact since I had no phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) After work we go to an after-hours party that was supposed to be $25 at the door. Thankfully we got in for free. This helped my mood a bit. I finally got to talk to people, and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Sunday rolled around, and I had no phone, computer, and the children were all off with their friends. I was going to lose my mind. Onica, and Twistedoblivion showed up so we went to eat and go to the store. I come home tired ready to relax. My daughter runs in screaming, &quot;the toilet&apos;s overflowing!&quot; Water is everywhere, as I struggle to turn it off. Finally after about 1/2inch of water everywhere, I mangege to shut off the water. I&apos;m ready to cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Monday the phone is up and running. &lt;br /&gt;The only crazy thing that happened was a light bulb exploded, sending glass everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;All I have to say now is I&apos;ve had enough!&lt;br /&gt;Now my computer is running funny...Tony please help =(</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 20 Nov 2004 22:05:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>snow...</title>
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  <description>who ordered this s#$%!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not a fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;I have been sooo busy, and many things have changed in the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;(I&apos;ll keep it brief)&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m no longer working at the Yoga studio. That is both good and bad. The energy in the place was kinda weird, and they have no clientele. The place is going downhill. I knew this was going to happen I just didn&apos;t think so soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Painting Workshop was amazing, it changed my life, my thoughts, the way I paint. I was painting for all the wrong reasons, and I didn&apos;t realize. Now I&apos;m painting everyday, without a care in the world, not even what others think. That was tough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a giant RANT meeting tonight at 6pm. Our owner at Rise is going to tell us what horrible people we are and that we can&apos;t do our job and we are giving away the bar. Meanwhile he does enough coke to drop a charging rhino, and it&apos;s because of that, that he has bad judgment and clearly no sanity left. YAY! can&apos;t wait...then we have to sit around until 9pm when we open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow the kids have their Karate Tournament! They are about to explode with excitement. I will keep you posted on their winnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugh...I guess that&apos;s it for now...I get to go and get ready for the ass reaming at work...better bring the KY and the sewing kit...that&apos;s the true E Hollywood story about the behind the scenes club life :O</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 29 Oct 2004 00:27:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fundraiser</title>
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  <description>Truest Entertainment Presents a Fund Raising Event for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mauricio Saravia Foundation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The event has been organized to fund Mauricio&apos;s Medical Treatment at UCLA funds donated can be tax deductible and will go to the Mauricio Saravia Foundation. Artist, painter, poet and musician Mauricio Saravia is one of the most inspiring, brilliant and talented human beings of our time. Ailed with McCune Albright&apos;s Syndrome with generalized Polyostotic Fibrous Dysplasia which resulted in eight major life-threatening surgeries. Mauricio needs your help to continue treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November 4th &lt;br /&gt;Vinyl Nightclub&lt;br /&gt;1082 Broadway, Denver, Co.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minimum donation required to attend event: $10&lt;br /&gt;VIP Room $100 with free Vodka drinks from 9:00-11:00pm&lt;br /&gt;Formal attire preferred. Dress to impress. Event is 21+</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 11 Sep 2004 19:09:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It has been an interesting few days...well really about a month. There has been many changes, some are yet to unfold. I have realized what is important, and what&apos;s not important, and discarded those things. With this contemplation came some debauchery, a bit of tears, some anger, rebelion, and laughter as well. I also noticed a few around me going through changes as well, sharing in my debauchery, and joy, anger and tears. Some to the point of not remembering...&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I have lost sight of my mission, or path. I had a vision, or idea at the begining of summer, and now it is a faded, withered up scrap of paper on the floor. So with that in mind I refuse to beat myself up anymore about all the unfinished business I have, or all the promisses I have broken to myself...and continue on the journey a little wiser, definitely stronger, but very aware of my weaknesses. Honor thy self.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2004 19:08:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Public Apology</title>
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  <description>We (spacechic &amp; onica) humbly beg your forgiveness for any mental, physical, or emotional scaring that may have occurred because of our behavior. We have suffered with a raging headache, as punishment for our actions. We have grounded ourselves from any public appearances, and alcohol until we can learn how to behave in public. *red face*</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2004 20:52:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Stress and tension among the members of your household might cause some of them to clash today. Someone might be moving out, which can cause worry about your ability to meet your expenses. It might be a good idea to stay away from the home front as much as possible, as you&apos;ll want to consider your options without distraction - particularly if people are quarreling! In the evening: take a friend out to dinner and a movie.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Sep 2004 19:56:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>New shop!!!</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;Where&apos;s Yours?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3333ff&quot;&gt;Tattoos &amp;amp; Piercing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2004 20:26:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>job hunting</title>
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  <description>Out of work bartender in need of a good club, or small bar that has lot of business, any ideas?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jul 2004 06:31:04 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Jun 2004 20:14:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;#006600&quot; cellspacing=&quot;2&quot; width=&quot;10px&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;#ffffcc&quot; cellspacing=&quot;3&quot; width=&quot;10px&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table bgcolor=&quot;#006600&quot; cellspacing=&quot;5&quot; width=&quot;300px&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;spacechic Highway&lt;table cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; width=&quot;100%&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;TravelWorld&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;4&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;Wealthville&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;20&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;Dumpsville&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;61&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;Childbirth Hospital&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;144&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;Loony-Bin Lane&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;right&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 11pt;&quot;&gt;360&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-family:Arial Black,Helvetica,Verdana; color:#ffffcc; font-size: 9pt;&quot;&gt;Please Drive Carefully&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;form method=&quot;POST&quot; action=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com/roadsign/roadsign.php&quot;&gt;Username:&lt;input name=&quot;uname&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Get your roadsign!&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com/roadsign/roadsign.php&quot;&gt;Where are you on the highway of life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.go-quiz.com&quot;&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2004 17:31:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m going to get my pus shaved into a lion cut today.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Jun 2004 00:58:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>img src=&quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/L/leliel/1081860043_tures13584.jpg&quot;&gt;http://images.quizilla.com/L/leliel/1081860043_tures13584.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;old school&quot;&amp;gt;&lt;br&gt;Congratulations!!!! You are an Old school Goth and&lt;br&gt;we thank you for keeping it real!!!! Now go&lt;br&gt;enter 2004 and get your head out of your ass&lt;br&gt;and realize that there are good groups that are&lt;br&gt;new!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/leliel/quizzes/What%20Gothic%20Subtype%20Are%20You%3F%20(with%20great%20pictures)/&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot;&gt;What Gothic Subtype Are You? (with great pictures)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Jun 2004 19:27:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Last night was one of those nights, no I mean good things. We were planning on going to dinner but changed our minds, simultaneouly. Last night was one of those defining moments.... After many years of being with the same person every day is the same, you still love the person, but there are times when you really don&apos;t like them. Then all of a sudden you stumble onto a rare moment, when the two laugh at the same jokes, you look at each other and just know the same thought, it&apos;s as though you share the same mind. Those are the memories... those are the things you will always remember about that person. Not to get all sappy, but those moments are rare, the older I get, I realize you truly must hang on to those times. Those memories get you through the times of doubt, stress and worry. That was how I was feeling... so this came at the right time. Trying to graduate, and it being slow at work, I&apos;m getting behind... then I take it out on all the wrong people. Having defining moments gives both of us a chance to remember why we are together in the first place. It all started when we didn&apos;t go to dinner, we got take out instead, and picked up movies. Comedies mostly, because life is full of enough crap, we think it&apos;s best just to laugh. We rented a British Trans-V comedian named Eddy Izzard, I/we highly recommend. He rants on and on about politics and world history. Then with his clown like face(he&apos;s very animated), it makes the whole thing even funnier. Along came Polly, romantic comedy, always a good time. Last but not least....Big fish. Wow I can&apos;t believe it took so long to see it. We laughed, we cried(not we, I). That was truly a must buy. Tim Burton knows what it&apos;s all about. NAMASTE</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2004 21:46:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The complaining little hot and tired, whiny bored, cranky, little punkass girls just got a taste of summer. They were blasted with the freezing cold hose...that&apos;ll teach em... I think our plans have changed. The kids are all going places tonight w/o us, wooooohoooooo! So we might get quality time together:) I know, now I&apos;m the one that&apos;s whipped. Well we never get time w/o the gang. If the house is a-rockin&apos; don&apos;t come a-knockin&apos;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 10 Jun 2004 20:33:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Yes, I finally made it.  It took some convincing to be on LJ, that comes from a fear of technology. That comes from being raised wrong. Anyway Sebastian and I (teenage son) got our braces cranked at 9:30 a.m. (not a morning person). Took a nap, and now I&apos;m in pain, yea! Kid&apos;s already bored by summer. Girls playing outside terrorizing the sidewalk, with their artwork...love sidewalk chalk, cheap entertainment. Day off, thank God, my new job is bringing me down, to much drama. Today I get to entertain myself by doing laundry, and cleaning.</description>
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