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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-12-07T19:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T00:56:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I have an obnoxious crush on Dan Kempner. Fuuuuuck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:37126</id>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-11-30T01:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-30T06:58:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">When things get like what?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:37014</id>
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    <title>my langypoo</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T18:22:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T18:22:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Langy noooo!!! I can't wait until Monday night! I bought portabello mushrooms! And mango juice and soy sauce and green tea chai! I got us so much wonderfulness. PLEASE COME BAAAACCCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ps] i hope you're enjoying cinci. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:36670</id>
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    <title>i write sins, not tragedies</title>
    <published>2005-11-25T09:56:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-25T09:56:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wrote a song today. It rocks. ...really. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:36378</id>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-11-17T02:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-17T07:42:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-17T07:42:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procgserv/47b3d739b3127cce98548af184bb00000007109BcOGrZo10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procgserv/47b3d739b3127cce98548af0058a00000007109BcOGrZo10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://shim1.shutterfly.com/procgserv/47b3d739b3127cce98548afe058400000007109BcOGrZo10"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:36107</id>
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    <title>i keep goin' right back to the one thing that i need to walk away from...</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T21:34:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T21:34:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"&lt;b&gt;What do you do...when you know something's bad for you...but you can't let go?&lt;/b&gt;"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:35870</id>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-11-13T02:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-13T07:29:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-13T07:29:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"I went to a doctor. All he did was suck blood from my neck. Do not see Dr. Acula."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, Mitch, you make my life so good. Rest in peace, man.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:35730</id>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-11-13T00:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-13T05:29:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-13T05:29:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm feeling very &lt;i&gt;que sera sera&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever will be will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night+today with my Cic was fun. I missed her a lot. We have good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in Laurel puts me in a pissy mood. I want my city back. Afterall, you can be more in B-more. Furreals.</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-11-09T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T20:37:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCK&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:34477</id>
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    <title>~the brick buddha=the new chill spot.~</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T00:14:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T00:14:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I should be doing homework, and now would be a perfect time because my class was canceled and i have all this free time. But...alas. I really want a cigarcizzy but Langy's in the living room...with them...and she gets cross when I smoke too much. I totally gave her the most action ever this morning. Unintentionally. It was amazing...-ly akward. Hahahaha, I love that girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHH I HEAR FRIENDS! TV TIME!</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-11-08T11:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-08T16:28:08Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so she said: &lt;i&gt;i've only been completely sure of one thing. ever. so i cant answer that question..&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then i said: &lt;i&gt;what have you been completely sure of?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;and she said, the girl, she said: &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:34033</id>
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    <title>Happy oneone5oh5</title>
    <published>2005-11-05T16:20:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-05T16:20:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...and a phone call at 2:22 this morning must mean something. Mean something crazily important. Hm.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blue_skies_try:33651</id>
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    <title>thursday=&amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T19:31:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T19:31:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"since I replaced the I in live with an O, I can't remember who you are... ...but tomorrow I'll be you. just pick up the phone. I'm calling from your house, in your room, in your name, lying in your bed, following your dreams. I listen to your voice get caught in my throat as I sing, &lt;i&gt;This Is Just A Dream.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy.</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-28T19:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T23:42:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Now I ain't sayin' she a gold digga, but she ain't messin' wit no broke niggaz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-27T02:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-27T06:37:57Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Oh em eff gee, I love Dakota Fanning.</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-23T22:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-24T02:15:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-24T02:15:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am so stupid. Stupid stupid stupid. See....you see this is why I'm gonna be alone forever. I just couldn't do it. But my god was she gorgeous. She was the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life. Ever. And just two fucking seats over. Oh my god. I'm so pissed right now. And Langdon's not home. Fuck, man. Fuckfuckfuck. Q@#%QEA!!</content>
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    <title>wasting time in the photo crib</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T19:11:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T19:46:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I took this from Sherri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 THINGS (MORE OR LESS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: First grade teacher's name: Mrs. Sugg&lt;br /&gt;2: Last word you said: okay&lt;br /&gt;3: Last song you sang: lost but willing&lt;br /&gt;4: Last person you hugged: tori&lt;br /&gt;5: Last thing that made you smile: this kid i met outside &lt;br /&gt;6: Last time you said I don't remember: this morning&lt;br /&gt;7: Last key you pressed: space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::PRESENT::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: Where are you: the photo crib&lt;br /&gt;9: What color socks are you wearing: none&lt;br /&gt;10. What's under you bed right now?: drawers full of art supplies and photos and books&lt;br /&gt;11: What time did you wake up today: fuckin' 10 o'clock&lt;br /&gt;12: Current taste: chocolate milk&lt;br /&gt;13: Current hair: in a curly bun of stiff love&lt;br /&gt;14: Current music: tbs in one ear and rap in the other&lt;br /&gt;15: Current annoyance: it not being 10 o'clock tonight soon enough&lt;br /&gt;16: Current longing: to be in bed with mikey&lt;br /&gt;17: Current desktop: my MS Paint creation: "I love the phrase asphyxiation due to strangulation" &lt;br /&gt;18: Current worry: am i gonna get my thursday class stuff done tonight?&lt;br /&gt;19: Current hate: my lack of co&amp;ca tickets&lt;br /&gt;20: Current favorite article of clothing: my black emperio armani shirt&lt;br /&gt;21: Favorite physical feature of the opposite sex: neck&lt;br /&gt;22: Last CD that you listened to: hard knock life (jay-z)&lt;br /&gt;23: Favorite place to be: bennigan's in laurel&lt;br /&gt;24: Least favorite place: critical inquiry class&lt;br /&gt;25: Time you wake up in the morning?: depends what time i have to be in class&lt;br /&gt;26: If you could play an instrument, what would it be: drum kit&lt;br /&gt;27: Favorite color: electric blue&lt;br /&gt;28: Do you believe in an afterlife: haven't really thought about it lately&lt;br /&gt;29: How tall are you: 5'7"&lt;br /&gt;30: Current favorite word/saying: "yeah man" "I WILL SUCK YOUR DICK!" (oh seth...i miss him so.)&lt;br /&gt;31: Favorite book: too many to name.&lt;br /&gt;32: Favorite season: early autumn&lt;br /&gt;33: One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: pretti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::FUTURE::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34: Where do you want to live? brooklyn, italy, india, or b-more&lt;br /&gt;35: Where do you want to go for college?: MICA&lt;br /&gt;36: What is your career going to be like: tumult&lt;br /&gt;37: How many kids do you want: 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::HAVE YOU EVER...::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38: Kissed someone?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;39: Said "I love you" and meant it: yes. &lt;br /&gt;40: Gotten in a fight with your dog/cat/bird.etc: yes. cauliflower, you bitch&lt;br /&gt;41: Been to New York: yes!&lt;br /&gt;42: Been to Florida: nope&lt;br /&gt;43: Been to California: yeaup&lt;br /&gt;44: Been to Hawaii: no&lt;br /&gt;45: Been to Mexico: no&lt;br /&gt;46: Been to China: no&lt;br /&gt;48: Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day: possibly&lt;br /&gt;49: Gone skinny dipping?: nope&lt;br /&gt;50: Performed in front of an audience?: mhm.&lt;br /&gt;51: Do you have a job? yeup.&lt;br /&gt;52: Do you have a crush on someone: yes&lt;br /&gt;53: What book are you reading now?: love in the time of cholera&lt;br /&gt;54: Worst feeling in the world: lonliness&lt;br /&gt;55: What is the first thing you think when you wake in the morning: "fuck, i'm late"&lt;br /&gt;56: How many rings before you answer: however many go by until i can find my phone&lt;br /&gt;57: What's on your wall in your room?: polaroids, fabric, show/movie tickets&lt;br /&gt;58: Do you have a cell phone?: mhm&lt;br /&gt;59: Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: i sleep with a stuffed animal stuffed between my bed and wall (she sings to me incessantly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59-64?: Are MIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64: Do you do drugs?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;65: Do you drink?: yes.&lt;br /&gt;66: Do you like it?: Sure&lt;br /&gt;67: What kind of Shampoo and Conditioner do you use? pantene.suave.whatever&lt;br /&gt;68: What are you most scared of: drowning/choking to death. being absolutely alone.&lt;br /&gt;69: What clothes do you sleep in?: soft ones&lt;br /&gt;70: Who is the last person that called you: mikey&lt;br /&gt;71: Where do you want to get married: *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;72: If you could change anything about yourself what would that be: spots&lt;br /&gt;73. Who do you hate: tori&lt;br /&gt;74: Been In Love: yes.&lt;br /&gt;75: Are you timely or always late: always late&lt;br /&gt;77: Do you like being around people?: Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;78. Best feeling in the world: being held&lt;br /&gt;79: Are you for world peace: fuck a thug&lt;br /&gt;80: Are you a health freak: def. not&lt;br /&gt;81: Do you have a "Type" of person you always go after: nope. i'm pretty good about variety&lt;br /&gt;82. You want someone you can't have?: no. no one i can't have.&lt;br /&gt;83: Are you lonely right now: at this moment, no.&lt;br /&gt;84: Ever afraid you'll never get married: nope.&lt;br /&gt;85: Do you want to get married: maybe&lt;br /&gt;86: Do you want kids?: yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::IN THE LAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU...::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87: Cried: yes&lt;br /&gt;88: Bought Something: yes&lt;br /&gt;89: Gotten Sick: no&lt;br /&gt;90: Sang: yes&lt;br /&gt;91: Said I Love You: yes&lt;br /&gt;92: Wanted To Tell Someone You Liked them: no&lt;br /&gt;93: Met Someone: yep&lt;br /&gt;94: Moved On: yes. &lt;br /&gt;95: Talked To Someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;96: Had A Serious Talk: yes&lt;br /&gt;97: Missed Someone: Yeah&lt;br /&gt;98: Hugged Someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;99: Yelled at Someone: yes. cauliflower, you bitch.&lt;br /&gt;100: Dreamed About Someone You Can't Be with: hehe....yeah.</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-19T01:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T05:21:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T05:21:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The weekend with Tany, Chrissy, &amp; Jakey was awesome. We hung out with Jamesy, Johnny, Kimmy, Natey....eh fuck it. I had an awesome time. I took awesome pictures. I had awesome wild sex. Erm...well...not in LI. But. Eh. I'm tired of LJ. CIao.</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-16T05:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T09:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T09:14:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel like it's all -other than me and better than me-. i hate this feeling. i hate this.</content>
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    <title>Happy Birthday.</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T09:03:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T09:03:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">God God God God God. I miss him so much. Being around these couple all day made me realize how much I fucking miss being with him. Talking to Chris, I really thought about how proud I am of him. God, shit sucks. I miss my Mikey Snyder.</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-14T02:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-14T06:15:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-14T06:15:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So really, living in LongIsland is like living on MTV. In a music video. A punk kid music video. High. It's wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya's house is gorgeous. It reminds me so much of Timi's. I miss Timi. Gaahh. And it's all Filipino-fied and such. It's lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. It's potty time. Then bed. Then Long Island high school in the morning? God, I hope it stops raining. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-13T02:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T06:09:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T15:40:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I always end with something shitty, so let me think of the good things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LongIsland with my homies until Tuesday=fucking A!&lt;br /&gt;GradPhoto&amp;DigitalImaging shindig next Friday. &amp;lt; 3&lt;br /&gt;Keri time next friday. &lt;br /&gt;@#$!@#%Chicago with Michael in December!@#!#%#$&lt;br /&gt;My silly new tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;Um....ohh! Hehe...lapdances. Oh my. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp;HipHop dance class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is love.</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-06T02:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T06:23:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T06:23:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Me - &lt;i&gt;You know, I really love my life. Nothing ever goes wrong and I'm just so gosh darn happy about everything. Life is perfect.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris- You know, that's the exact impression that I got from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sarcasm is lovely. Chillin' at Tanya's = love. Also, chillin' at Vanessa's = awesome. Chillin' with KLM this weekend...priceless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hearts and hugs*&lt;br /&gt;D</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-05T00:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-05T04:20:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It had been over a year. HAha...go figure, right?</content>
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    <title>blue_skies_try @ 2005-10-04T14:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T18:32:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T18:32:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Up with Cheryl Davis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down with Jonathan Culler. If you ever meet this man, slap him. Back-handedly and such.</content>
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