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  <title>The Adventures of Temp Boy!</title>
  <subtitle>My boring Life</subtitle>
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    <name>Temp Boy</name>
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  <updated>2005-09-30T15:53:06Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:12217</id>
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    <title>boring photos i made</title>
    <published>2005-09-30T15:28:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-30T15:53:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/myspace2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/redzone.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/lampcopy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/VoteSaddamChinesefoodcopy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/votesaddamsnare.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/clonemecopy.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/drawing.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/Sonicyouth.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/itswinter.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/th_itswinter.jpg"&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/center&amp;gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:11998</id>
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    <title>It's up to me now, turn on the bright lights</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T14:27:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T14:27:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gerling - Serphantheadz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have sucessfully gone the whole semester without updating my live journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has been happening? i haven't done any work this semester, thus i will probably fail hell of subjects. I will hopefully pass two of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have assembled people who want to be in a band with me, next step is moving the pieces together, and getting five songs down. Then we need a gig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats it people. Six months, two paragraphs, and i think i might have added facts in to create space.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:11609</id>
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    <title>Full Circle</title>
    <published>2005-03-17T15:03:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-17T15:03:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Belle And Sebastian</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello Punters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up? not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back at uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start doing some work for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news... a new girl is invading my thoughts, and i have found my friends from last semester, so i'm not lonely at uni now! HUZZAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i get all 6's this semester (not bloody likely) then i won't have to reiumburse my parents $200. Jokes on them though, they will more than likely be overseas... bwaahahahaha. Pure evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Violent Soho are playing a gig tomorrow night. They are hell of awesome. Wish i was in a good band :( sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a girl on the bus, and she asked why i caught the bus instead of driving... i didn't have an answer. So maybe i will start driving to uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, My sister had a mental breakdown, and her whole family is moving closer to us, which is good. She is better, she had been in a slow spiral down for a fair while (i'd say three years) and I am sure some good shall come of all this. But it is sad it had to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye people. Drop me a line!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:11324</id>
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    <title>what you think?</title>
    <published>2004-12-18T15:04:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-18T15:04:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dare you to be honest &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- who are you?&lt;br /&gt;- are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;- when and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;- do you have a crush on me? &lt;br /&gt;- would you kiss me? &lt;br /&gt;- give me a nickname and explain why you picked it? &lt;br /&gt;- describe me in one word? &lt;br /&gt;- what was your first impression? &lt;br /&gt;- do you still think that way about me now? &lt;br /&gt;- what reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;- if you could give me anything what would it be? &lt;br /&gt;- how well do you know me? &lt;br /&gt;- when was the last time you saw me? &lt;br /&gt;- ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't? &lt;br /&gt;- are you going to put this on your blog and see what i say about you?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:11086</id>
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    <title>Life as it stands</title>
    <published>2004-12-12T14:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-12T14:48:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">/Bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my wallet. I have no money. I owe Money. This is going to be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/End Bitch</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:10855</id>
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    <title>Are you a Mexican, or a Mexican't?</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T15:22:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T15:22:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw Once apon a Time in Mexico today. I had seen it before, but it was still fresh and new for me. The features are really interesting too, and it makes me want to make a film, and be rich. Who wants to help me make a movie? Send me ideas through Telepathy</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:10534</id>
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    <title>moving out blues</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T15:12:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T15:12:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey hey readers (reader).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in this ole' house here for about 16 years I think. I am moving out this week. One carload of crap at a time. It's kinda scary, because I don't know how I'm going to go, and i wonder how much i've been relying on my olds to cover my finances etc. But i will be self sufficient, and it will be excellent for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scary thing is that I have decided i will have to clean the house when i move in. It's too messy for me, and if there is one thing I'm not it's a neat freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to see Architecture in Helsinki tonight. It was very good, I wish i attempted to dance now :( So so so happy music that makes you want to have someone to be happy with.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:10348</id>
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    <title>SMILE TIME</title>
    <published>2004-11-19T05:04:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T05:04:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://cheston.com/pbf/PBF012ADGotchaTheClown.jpg"&gt;http://cheston.com/pbf/PBF012ADGotchaTheClown.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTCHA</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:9989</id>
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    <title>Things have gotten worse</title>
    <published>2004-11-16T11:08:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-16T11:08:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">But i have San Andres!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:9859</id>
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    <title>It is nice to meet geeks</title>
    <published>2004-11-07T13:59:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-07T13:59:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went out last night. It is nice to meet someone who is at least as geeky as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played a $6000 guitar tonight. I want one, or it. Tres nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also i went out with Kimberly for a coffee tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things can only get worse now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:9567</id>
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    <title>This time it's with a whole new attitude</title>
    <published>2004-10-30T15:25:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-30T15:25:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So basically i am contemplating justifying everything I do with a mock pretneniousness. Just doing whatever the hell i want to do and saying "I'm Stephen Jackson Damnit' and continuing with what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't noone gonna talk back to a man who is crazy like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or is there?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:9334</id>
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    <title>Morning</title>
    <published>2004-10-27T13:02:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-27T13:02:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is what a morning looks like. I hadn't seen one for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/lensflare.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll see another one in four years time?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:8964</id>
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    <title>Black City... Grey People</title>
    <published>2004-10-20T11:52:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-20T11:52:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have to go to a funeral tomrrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uncle (well my dad's uncle) died, and is being cremated tomrrow. It wasn't a sudden thing, and i think it's kind of a relief that he's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have one assignment left to do for university, and it is pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University isn't as hard as i thought it would be so far, but i haven't really gotten great marks either. I have met a few people, but no real friends as yet. I will meet people a bit easier next semester I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to move out next year, so i will need to work etc to put myself through uni, and i hope to work harder on my uni work, so it will be a lot more difficult and more a slice of real life than this semester I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nearly called up Kimberly tonight. Didn't though. Perhaps I should of? I dunno. I need better sleeping habits. I am going to go to bed after this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Livejournal viewers! GIMMIE A PHONE CALL MEBBE EH?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:8816</id>
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    <title>I hate attempting to have 'fun' (subtitled i have no friends)</title>
    <published>2004-10-09T16:10:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-09T16:10:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All Saints Day by and you will know us by the Trail of Dead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Howcome the one time i attempt to go out and am willing to attempt to have some fun just sucks major arse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it because my friends suck, is it because people who hang out in the city suck? no. I am convinced it's because i suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly (mmmm) turned 18 tonight. So we hung around the city until midnight. Went into the embassy. For a free club, i will not complain. There was music, there were people. Kimberly was there. I attempted to wind down having a few drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 45 minutes worth of sub average music later, we decided to go to the underground... well i didn't decide, i was just along for the ride. Kimberly told some guy (for laura apparently) that we were off to the underground... her and sarah started talking, kim told me to go walk with laura so they could talk, so i went to laura, and said... they are telling secrets (possibly a big mistake) and Laura said to Kimberly, "you can tell secrets at the underground!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah kept on walking, so i thought, go talk to sarah... and she said (not aggressively) 'leave me alone, i might explode...' so i left her alone. Laura pissed off somewhere, i contemplated going after her to see what the go was, but thought 'no, laura is a big girl... and has been annoying me all night... i think i will stick with kimberly"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they decided the night was over... so they decided to go to the taxi rank. On the way back i gave vilon lady $4, two for sounding good, and two for playing my request. Very talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah slowed down while we were walking leaving me and kimberly walking, and had a big laugh about it... kimberly gave me a hug and appologised for the povness of the night. I said thats okay... i called lisa, but she was sleeping. (SORRY LISA) I called Michael, but he was sleeping (SCREW YOU MICHAEL) and i talked to rachel, who said she will be breaking up with her boyfriend in the near future, but probably won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One plus for the night, kimberly hasn't got a boyfriend. Another plus... i didn't die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A substandard night for a substandard scene. I TRIED TO HAVE FUN! FUN AVOIDS ME.</content>
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    <title>Lisa is wierd...</title>
    <published>2004-10-08T17:22:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-09T07:45:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, so Lisa is like... I wonder if they have any Fizzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they do, so she starts looking through her wallet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/0305c056.jpg" alt="Lisa looking for cash" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she takes out a whole heap of money, and then decides "I THINK I'll BUY EVERY LAST FIZZER ON THE PLANET"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/617c561a.jpg" alt="Lisa taking everything" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... it's late. And i have to vote tomrrow... STEPHEN, WHO ARE YOU VOTING FOR? i hear you ask? Let this sticker tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v478/narcoplectic/votesaddam.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you don't vote like that, there will be many more wars in Iraq you tree hugging hippie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come REM haven't lapsed into a coma yet?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:8364</id>
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    <title>How did I get so Brad?</title>
    <published>2004-10-08T16:08:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-08T16:08:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Kings of Leon (on rage)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I saw Shaun of the Dead tonight. It wasn't all kinds of mind blowingly awesome, but it was really well done, and it made you laugh, offered a couple of jumps, and was quite sad at the end, which is an achievement for such a silly movie I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so the fat playstation pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning and got a job. I have training on Wednesday. I feel good about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kimberly's party is tomorrow night. Hopefully I will learn how to relax and i will have a good time. Maybe she has an awesome single friend for me to meet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Lisa went out for a pizza at midnight, as you do. Lisa pointed out the video Ezy sign had been left out, so i thought i could play with the letters. On one side we 'wrote' 'She Cooked Spam, Sorri'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i changed Kill Bill 2 to Hillbilly2. there were like 4 2's on the stupid board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horray for mindless acts of vandalism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight Live Journal. I love you.</content>
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    <title>I hate myself</title>
    <published>2004-09-22T17:04:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-22T17:04:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why do i put everything off to the last minute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I plan ahead to avoid these situations I hate so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do i get distracted by these stupid things when i should be doing other not so stupid things?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:7796</id>
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    <title>the wierd 'ex factor'</title>
    <published>2004-09-21T15:34:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-21T15:34:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently being friends with your ex means you have to call them. Anyways, like usual I folded, and said i would call her next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although if i never want to talk to her again... if i don't call... i may never have to speak to Kate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did have a good talk tonight. We see things differently. It's the way the world works. (bitter moment, mind your tastebuds) Also, generally people don't move away from their relationship without having a 'valid' reason. Hating your job is not quite a valid reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she hasn't stopped my happiness high. Bwahahaa... if only she knew</content>
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    <title>Steve is still feeling all kinds of awesome</title>
    <published>2004-09-19T14:44:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-19T14:44:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Can't stand me now - Libertines</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am increadibly stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finish my assignment, so I go "YAY..." And i call Kimberly from a payphone... to 'see how her night went' Phone call... so far so good. But then I sent her an sms from the payphone, just because i could...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that was a bit too much... what do you people think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... that was stupid... the game is up steve... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am taking a step back I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although... i don't know... but i do like this part of our relationship... very bittersweet... the question is, will it be a sweet memory or a bitter one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrrrmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEVE NEEDS ANSWERS...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:7200</id>
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    <title>Drunk on Blood</title>
    <published>2004-09-19T02:39:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-19T02:39:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Did you know that blood tastes good? especially when freshly extracted from a victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though... I am in a good mood once again... can nothing bring me down?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING CAN POSSIBLY GO WRONG FOR ME IN THE FUTURE. NOTHING AT ALL!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:7129</id>
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    <title>where were you while we were getting high?</title>
    <published>2004-09-13T14:24:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-13T14:24:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am actually happy</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:6782</id>
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    <title>Hey, I'm at uni</title>
    <published>2004-09-09T00:42:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-09T00:42:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am at uni. yay. Uni is soooooo much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I ask for for my birthday? I am thinking about asking for an Ipod, cause it is something that i want, and also has a practical purpose, cause i can store data as well as music on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURRAY FOR IPODS!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:narcoplectic:6424</id>
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    <title>They made me do it</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T16:30:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T16:30:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I am better now I guess. Still have a couple of sniffles, but nothing major. I thought 'I am well enough to go out if I can' and i acquired permission to use the car this evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Adam, but he was away, visiting his parents for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONOFABITCHITISFATHERSDAY TOMRROW... i haven't gotten anything for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i called kimberly to see if she wanted to go out tonight... to see Donnie Darko the Directors cut... and she said yes... (the wedding is in november:P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She claims the movie was better than she thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i am adding this up in my head as I type it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now reading it as she was willing to see a movie she probably wouldn't have liked with me. Not a completely bad sign. orisit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno. Had a goodnight. Always is a good night with the girl called Kim.</content>
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    <title>Sick</title>
    <published>2004-09-02T14:27:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-02T14:27:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What the hell is this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have missed the past two days of uni, cause i have been sick. I NEVER GET SICK. I used to hang around with katie when she had tonsillitis, (apparently) and i never got anything! now i have a cold or flu or something ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL IS WITH THAT PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My theory is that my isolation has affected my immune system, negatively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be better by tomorrow hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to fix my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i also want to see the directors cut of donnie darko, though i will have a feeling that i will like the ambiguity of the original cut better... but hopefully it will prove me wrong.</content>
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    <title>Hell of Awesome</title>
    <published>2004-08-27T14:47:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-27T14:47:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OH. My. God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, shredding it up and down the superhighway, and i looked at my drummer, and he had this huge smile on his face, and was just nodding which said to me "GO FOR IT MAN" so i jumped up on to the foldback, and just started doing hell of trills, NANANANANANANANANANANANANA and this this massive 1 1/2 step bend WWWWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHHAHAAAA and then i hit this harmonic, CHING!!!!! and i ran up to the amplifyer and was making sweet love to it with the feedback, and i turn around and point at this girl, and she lifted her shirt up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did she have to ruin my night like that?</content>
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