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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 01:56:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The opossum is a horrible creature. Seeing one is like seeing el chupacabra, or some sort of demon. One looked at me with its hideous zombie face yesterday.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Feb 2007 00:37:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>This journal has fallen into disrepair (as if it were a physical entity). I write most things I have to say in my Real Life Journal. Maybe I&apos;ll let you read it some day (no I won&apos;t).</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2007 05:39:38 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ugh, the new Modest Mouse single is boring. What a dissapointment.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Dec 2006 23:19:16 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Here&apos;s my last day of work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5:26 and put my pants and shoes on. my mom drove me to Perkins and told me when she got back from the video store she&apos;d leave the car by Perkins. Hi Allison hey i thought you might not come in It&apos;s 5:30 isn&apos;t it 5:33 oh well&lt;br /&gt;Hey sonya     go get dressed and ready&lt;br /&gt;then i put my shirt on and rachel asked if i wanted to go home and i said yes and that happened.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Dec 2006 02:02:31 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Wednesday is my for sure my last day at Perkins. I quit because I wanted more free time and I didn&apos;t fit in there. Now I have no excuses not to do good things. But I won&apos;t have any cashflow unless I make a risky decision.</description>
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  <lj:music>Modest Mouse - Trailer Trash</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 16 Dec 2006 05:25:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It only gets better from here</title>
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  <description>Sunday - New sewing machine/external harddrive&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Last day of work&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Winter break starts&lt;br /&gt;Jan 20 somethingth - Shitty semester ends&lt;br /&gt;June 11th or so- shitty highschool ends</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 20 Nov 2006 05:03:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dreams</title>
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  <description>Recurring imagery in my dreams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A rocky beach with also some trees there on a peninsula right next to us&lt;br /&gt;-Swimming next to a boat (you have to be careful or you&apos;ll get pulled under and chopped up by the propeller.)&lt;br /&gt;-Something that&apos;s right on the tip of my brain and is very frightening I&apos;m pretty sure but I can&apos;t seem to know what it is, but it&apos;s familar so I know I&apos;ve dreamed about it before a lot. &lt;br /&gt;-Very low gravity specific only to me</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Oct 2006 03:23:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I am a bad waiter and I think it would be an amusing ending if I were fired for my ineptitude.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Oct 2006 03:21:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Here are some names of mine (that people actually call me):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeo (ee-oh)&lt;br /&gt;Iggy/Ingnatius (Ig-nah-tee-us)&lt;br /&gt;Nicolas (Nee-coe-lah)&lt;br /&gt;Eliah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From oldest to youngest</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 27 Sep 2006 00:16:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>School is lame because I am retarded. I signed up for a bunch of hard classes to help my college situation even though it probably won&apos;t and I&apos;m just taking boring ass classes for no reason. I need to start actually reading and taking notes so I stop failing them too. I need to write this paper too. Why can&apos;t we just listen to lectures all day for psych like all my other AP classes.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 18 Sep 2006 04:14:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Did you hear the news? Corduroy pillows are making headlines everywhere!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 06:53:53 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>12 days until school starts, and man am I ready. Well not ready in terms of summer reading, but ready in terms of I am really ready to meet some new people. I feel like I&apos;ve changed a lot this summer. Last summer, I would go through long periods of feeling like utter shit. This summer, even though I&apos;ve really been more of a loser than I was last summer, I have had maybe 2 nights like that. Probably because the end is in sight. One more year and I&apos;m out of here. I know I can do it. I do regret not working out throughout the summer. I might have a decent build by now if I had stuck to it. Oh well, it&apos;s never too late to start. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to talk about music. This summer my laptop died, so I ahd to move to this shitty PC. I decided that I wasn&apos;t going to install limewire on this PC, just bittorrent. Because of that, I only downloaded full albums. My mind is full of music now and not just little snippets and singles, whole albums of it. Here&apos;s a good line from something I got today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;ll never hear me talk about&lt;br /&gt;One day gettin&apos; out&lt;br /&gt;Why put a new address&lt;br /&gt;On the same ol&apos; lonliness</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Aug 2006 03:14:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Argh I missed a day. Well all that happened is my mom started wigging out cause she has the night shift this week and we haven&apos;t done shit since we moved in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to today. Me and P tried to play tennis &apos;cause there isn&apos;t shit here to do. We bought the wrong balls and it turns out my sister&apos;s racket is actually a raquetball racket.Tennis outing: Failure.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Aug 2006 22:12:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I get the feeling I&apos;m going to remember a couple months before my 17th birthday when I downloaded Zen Arcade.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 06 Aug 2006 02:32:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Didn&apos;t do shit again today. But I did get some good music to listen to. I can&apos;t believe I wrote off a lot of these bands after just downloading like 4 songs of theirs on limewire. Here&apos;s a line from Steppenwolf I liked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&apos;Most men will not swim before they are able to.&apos; Is that not witty? Naturally, they won&apos;t swim! They are born for solid earth, not for the water. And naturally they won&apos;t think. They are made for life, not for thought. Yes, and he who thinks, what&apos;s more, he who makes thought his business, he may go far in it, but he has bartered the solid earth for the water all the same, and one day he will drown.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 04 Aug 2006 03:35:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>A called today, but I missed it because it was at like 10 and I was still sleeping. I didn&apos;t call him back today. I didn&apos;t call Taco Bell either. I did go to the library though. Had to return the Tom Robbins book I didn&apos;t read. I picked up Siddartha and Steppenwolf though. They seem short, I might finish them off one of these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also downloaded Either/Or just a few minutes ago. Between the Bars is playing right now. This was the second song of his I ever heard. The first was Needle in the Hay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked up sewing patterns today on a whim. I found some cool cheap ones from back in the day. They&apos;re 4 bucks a piece so I&apos;ll probably get 5 or so of them once my mom gets a credit card. The pants, jacket and shirt one for sure. I&apos;d love to make my own jacket. I have such a hard time finding well fitted coats and jackets, and they really complete your look. I have to learn how to use a sewing machine too.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 02 Aug 2006 06:53:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I went with R today. We went to another girls house where we played flashlight tag. I guess that&apos;s what people who don&apos;t drink or listen to music do at each other&apos;s houses. They were all like her; jesus freaks I mean, not quirky and interesting. These guys are like the opposite of who I thought I&apos;d be hanging out with 6 years ago. I figured I would hang out with stoners like my brothers. These guys loathe stoners. Half of their stories sounded like those obnoxious TRUTH commercials. &apos;Ever since she started smoking pot, she&apos;s just been skin laying around the house&apos;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R offered to call up some girl they all used to know but didn&apos;t talk to anymore cause she smokes weed now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&apos;I&apos;ll call her up and tell her to come play like we were 5 again.&apos;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 06:26:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Fancy meeting you here</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve decided this will serve as a daily journal for me from now on, instead of random thoughts. So here goes the first of many daily entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we cleaned out the garage in this swimming heat. I was drowning in sweat so I put a bandanna on around my hair, like a headband. I thought it looked cool as hell but everyone said it looked lame. They don&apos;t know how hard it is to have a mess of curly hair like mine though so I don&apos;t really care what they think about it. Anyway that was a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and downloaded Scissor Sisters. I heard &apos;Mary&apos; playing in the grocery store and it reminded me how much I liked them. I also managed to get R&apos;s phone number but I closed the window it was in before I wrote it down. She says she wants to do something tomorrow after my pictures. She&apos;s such an awesome person. She&apos;s really the kind of person I like; really genuine and a little odd. I wish I was more like her. More genuine. I should lead a less phony life. That&apos;s a good goal for senior year: eliminate phoniness. I&apos;ve got a lot of defense barriers I&apos;ve got to get over for that. Well just one really: making light of everything. I don&apos;t think anyone really takes me that seriously at all, which kind of makes me feel like I have to make people laugh all the time which is pretty tiring.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2006 05:52:59 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>She&apos;s pretty hot for a girl that looks kind of like a guy.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Jul 2006 05:25:08 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I bombed the writng part of the SAT. &lt;br /&gt;Reading: 710&lt;br /&gt;Math: 680&lt;br /&gt;Writng: 530 goddamnit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I am in love with Kaki King. Her finger picking reminds me of Elliott Smith. All of my CDs are at my dads house though and I miss them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Jun 2006 19:00:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>All the music I listen to is boring now.</description>
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