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  <title>We've got rules and maps, and guns in our backs</title>
  <subtitle>But we still can't just behave ourselves</subtitle>
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    <title>note to self</title>
    <published>2008-10-06T02:45:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-06T02:45:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need to pull myself out of this rut.&lt;br /&gt;I have a bad feeling about whats to come in the near future, and I don't like it. I'm not quite sure as to what it can be yet, but I know its coming. And its going to be huge and devastating, and even though I can't quite put a finger on what it is yet...I'm really not looking forward to it.</content>
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    <title>I'm not a huge fan of pulpy orange juice, thanks.</title>
    <published>2008-09-23T02:42:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-23T02:42:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As of lately:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very excited that its getting colder out, and summer is on its way out the door, BUH BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just love love loveeeee fall. I enjoy most everything about it, with the exception of winter coming behind it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I'm super excited for all of the festivals, warm food - APPLE CRISP...Yeah I need to make some asap. I just feel like this time of the year everyone gets all warm and cozy, and friendly. It reminds me of home cooked meals, awesome clothing where I don't sweat my ass off... and HALLOWEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of halloween, does anyone want to be Ricky Ricardo? BECAUSE I'm definately being Lucy. YUP. Ordered the costume like, last week...just to be sure I'd have it in time for this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? hmm. Christmas is coming, and I know everyone knows that I'm a Christmasaholic (If there is such a thing) I fucking LOVE presents, I don't really love Santa (sorry) But I do love shopping and again, warm food and good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm attempting to Grow my hair out a little bit so I look a little less like a dyke because I decided that because I drink beers instead of girly drinks at bars I think guys mistake me for one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so, Pretty much the only reason I'm typing dumb shit in this thing right now is because I'm at my parents house waiting for my clothes to get done, and I'm exhausted and I don't want to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from Tampa - FOR WORK. It sort of sucked, but I got to eat lots of seafood, so I guess thats all that matters, and it was all expense paid for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly what I did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Woke up at six am, Flew out of Rochester at 7:20, got to Tampa around 11ish, Rental car, Forgot to tip the angry shuttle man, ALMOST crashed. Got to the office around noon (havent eaten anything at this point). Got there and met everyone.. Sandy (Mexican that looked like cheech) Maria (Older spanish lady that loved blasting Michael Buble/Sang it all day long and I wanted to kill myself)Donna (Asian that constantly apologized and talked slow like Quinn's friend from Daria) Jackie (Some uptight soccerr playing bitch who had a kid and constantly complained about everything including how her pen wasnt working when she had an entire cupful) and a couple others that I didnt really have the pleasure of meeting. OH I also met Tara (She's in charge there, and shes pretty much a typical mom that LOVED tacky shit...I'm talking like...disney picture frames, wild beads, winnie the pooh, tacky t-shirts with sayings on them...etc.). She trained us on some shit, and we gave her some ideas of where she could improve her system...they implemented a new "wizard" and made everything way easier for everyone (We got bonus points on our end for that one). Worked there until five (still havent eaten anything...)Went to this AMAZING food place, checked in to our hotel (WE GOT OUR OWN SUITES) and passed out by 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - Woke up at 4:30am, worked from 6am-5pm. Did some shopping, got some GREAT shoes at the biggest shoe store ive ever stepped foot in. Got a perverted book. Ate crab legs, got tipsy, passed out by 930pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Same shift as above, yet this day I really wanted to kill myself because MARIA, the old one that likes michael buble, decided to get her nose pierced and DONNA, the one that talks like quinn's friend, wouldnt stop saying how "KEWUUUTEEEE" it was. YEAH COOL. DONNA. Also got to meet a bigwig that day, and scored a 200 doll hair american express gift card. THANK YOU. did some more shopping for the fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - worked from 8am-12pm. AND THEN, i went home. and ending this, because im lazy and i can do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kbye</content>
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    <title>dunadunnn</title>
    <published>2008-07-13T15:33:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T17:57:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend was quite eventful I must say. &lt;br /&gt;I have great friends, and I had a fantastic birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I was in California and that was great and all, but I really missed everyone when I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so to everyone that contributed to my "birthday weekend" Thank you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you a quick run down of things that went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous night amanda gave me her gifts because she couldnt contain herself.&lt;br /&gt;-Booger card (fuckyou)&lt;br /&gt;-scratch offs - won sheventeen doll hairs&lt;br /&gt;-Cayllaaassee remover.&lt;br /&gt;-intense eyeshadows&lt;br /&gt;-my "staple" grandma candy bar&lt;br /&gt;-annddd a new purse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday my cube was intensely decorated with balloons and streamers, I felt like I was in a tiny closet and I couldnt breathe. Loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom brought a Cookie cake with minimal frosting to work to share with everyone, and she sent me FLOWERS in a vase. I love flowers, I really don't care who sends me flowers...I love them so much - and it will top any gift I ever get from anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night my parents, and Tom's parents took me out to dinner...Mary Jo went as well. GOT CRAB LEGS. Already split AND it had to butter warmer candle, happiest ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandma tried getting me hammered. kept buying me drinks, and I had to cut HER off. They were drinking "rusty nails" and I took the smallest sip ever and was probably instantly drunk. I felt as though I could breathe fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also gave me a small inspirational speech about how independent I am. She goes "you know what erica, this is the greatest I have ever seen you. You're smiling, and not worried. Your hair really suits you and you look great. You're strong and independent, and I know you know this but...you really don't need anyone around to make you happy. All you need to do is enjoy life, and I think thats what you're doing. If someone comes along to enhance your happiness, then thats great. But until then, keep doing what youre doing" She then gave me the whole "how i met your grandfather" talk, and insisted that I call her more often. I need to do that, I tend to forget about those grandparents because theyre "step" grandparents, but that'll change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banked - got $150.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I went out with Allison, Stephanie, and others. Saw some undesireables, and saw LOTS OF guys that were either wearing a blue, black, or white t-shirt. Muscles. Too tan. and gotti hair. OH, and they walked around with the pissed off look on their face as if they're tough. ULEH. yeah sign me up. We did many shots, and many drunk dials. and I pretty much forgot a lot of it. Made christy ride the mechanical bull. hollyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove home at seven am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10:32. My mom calls me every year at that time because thats when I was born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to breakfast with Amanda. Had the most awkward busboy ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shawpang. Saw a little ad clark, loved him. Sweated. Went to kyles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kyles presents:&lt;br /&gt;-mad libs game&lt;br /&gt;-baby butt cream&lt;br /&gt;-fake microphone...you know, the neon ones that are giant made for kids.&lt;br /&gt;-fake tattoos&lt;br /&gt;-a sticker that says bite me&lt;br /&gt;-and kitty paper for work. itswearingaprincesscrown.so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and ate lots of chips and salsa. fed some cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with marj, kerry, maddie, and rox. crammed in a clown car.&lt;br /&gt;didnt drink TOO much because of the previous night&lt;br /&gt;ate the best fried shit at windjammers&lt;br /&gt;hot as hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home - went to bed, woke up at 8am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i ammm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other grandmas at three for dinner with my brothers, and then back to work on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niiize weekend. dank chu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you look so dumb right nowwwww...with dat re-" sorrybye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.to whomever added me on here - i just noticed. WHO ARE YOU.</content>
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    <title>____0701200986 @ 2008-06-28T16:08:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-28T20:10:13Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;I fucking hate mosquitos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>obsessed with the cha cha slide</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T02:08:20Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-16T02:11:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-cap on my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend I went to Baltimore with Al. Made it there on ONE tank of gas, thanks much. It was hot as hell there, hotter than here...and I'm more than sure that it was more humid. Everytime I walked outside, I felt like someone was holding an electric blanket over my head/entire body in a car that has been sitting in direct sunlight in a parkinglot for 8 hours. Other than that it was glorious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost stepped on a 6 foot snake that was just hanging around...you know, on the fucking front steps. No biggie. oh wait. I thought I was going to die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time though, it was nice to get away. Ate lots of crab...crab cakes, crab pretzels. MMmMMM. It was pretty delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took me all over the place, showed me where she used to live and such. We stayed in Bel Air, and she took me to White Marsh, Havre De Grace, and Baltimore City. Things were beautiful, and I tend to forget that Rochester doesnt really have a night life until I go to other places and realize "HEY, people are...outside? doing things? and not getting harassed or yelled at? WIIIEERRRDDD." I didnt take many pictures because I kept forgetting that I brought my camera. HEH REAL SMART.I have some posted on my myspace though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously considering moving. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to a wedding with Amanda, Mike, Jew, Allison, and her date. My parents also came. We were all at the same table which was fun. Open bar for FOUR HOURS. fuck yeah. AND our table was the only table directly next to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was for some guy we worked with so there was awkward co-workers there. Yup we had them all doing the cha cha slide by the end of the night. and some random 49 year old knew how to do the superman. Our boss was screaming "who brought the good shit, because I smelllll ittt" Going to work tomorrow morning shall be REAL fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also probably the most hated table there considering we were laughing during "quiet prayer time to remember the dead" And I was stealing glasses of wine from the empty table behind us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went downtown with Jew Allison and randoms afterward, got sprayed by the drunk bartender at a bar we were at. I'm pretty sure he had more drinks on his thin white t-shirt than I had all night long. And he was screaming YOU DOWN WIT OPP at the top of his lungs. Charged us five dollars for 5 red-headed sluts, and a long island iced tea. Went home in cab with jew, got the CREEPIEST cab driver ever. He had one of those real slow deep soft voices, and all he talked to us about was country sweet chicken, and cab driving in NYC. I was so hammered that when I tried talking I would just slur out a jumble of words and shut my mouth. I tried saying something about NYC driving a few times, and then just gave up and kept an eye out for my complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sunburned today after I played at durand looking for glass in the water/hanging out with mexicans and their wet ass dog that wouldnt leave me alone. This little fat girl kept screaming RUBY RUBY RUBY. YET. the dog wasnt listening. SUPRISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my parents didnt tell me this until this weekend but, they put Sweaty betty to sleep because he contracted feline lukemia. As much as I made fun of him for being so disgusting, I'm actually really sad about it. I went to my parents house today to see my dad/give him a card and I'm used to him sleeping underneath the tv on his face, and he wasnt there. I couldnt imagine living there, my mom is pretty upset about it. I'm sort of glad I'm not there all the time because then I think about it less. He will be missed for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk. good weekend. loved it lots. Im in love with the cha cha slide. AND. idk, sup for next weekend? any takers?</content>
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    <title>____0701200986 @ 2008-05-25T17:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-25T21:02:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-25T21:02:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why do things have to be this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just stop</content>
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    <title>____0701200986 @ 2008-05-17T17:03:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-17T21:09:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-17T21:09:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Life lesson: Never start something you KNOW you can't finish. Live every moment to the fullest, and don't ever have regrets.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, &lt;b&gt;CONGRATS MARJ AND KERRY!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to update with really. &lt;br /&gt;I have lots on my mind, just don't feel like puttin' it on dah intahnetz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weeks consist of working, and my weekends consist of drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm restless. I need to do something, what? Not sure...I'll figure it out though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Baltimore in a few weeks, this will be a nice change.&lt;br /&gt;Also, who wants to go camping? like far away. BECAUSE. I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my stimulus check last week. 600 doll hairs. good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike is breathing on my neck to go to the liquor store, doin it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll FO'REAL update this soonish. promiseish</content>
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    <title>birthday</title>
    <published>2008-05-12T12:32:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T12:32:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You all have: sixty days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start shopping :)</content>
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    <title>MARJ</title>
    <published>2008-05-11T16:00:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-11T16:00:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MARJORIE ALISON BATES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun is your ruling planet Leo. Of course the Sun is not really a planet; it is the centre of our solar system. And, as above, so below! You shine as brightly as the Golden globe because you reflect the characteristics of the heavenly body that rules your star sign!&lt;br /&gt;You too are a ball of dynamic energy. You are warm, bright and self-motivated, and you want to make an impression in everything you do — your work, your love life and your social life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you are extremely generous, you expect others to be just as big-hearted. So when you see others holding back, you find it hard to not jump in and try to change that. You want to see everyone giving to the best of their ability. To other people, you can look like a bit of a tyrant, asking for more than they can give. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are feeling upbeat, you carry people away with your energy, and they love you for it. You love sharing your joys and successes with the people you love, and when you do, you are magnanimous — you never give a thought to getting anything in return. There are few star signs who really understand the nature of giving, but Leo seems to have perfected the art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also have a great sense of timing. When you offer a friendly word or gesture of encouragement, you pick the exact moment when it will have greatest impact. You always seem to be in the right place at the right time. You’re lucky this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to remember that your strong sense of self can be misinterpreted by others — understatement could sometimes be a more effective way for you to show your loyalty and express your generosity. &lt;br /&gt;Some people think you are a show-off, but this too is a mistake. Your dramatic flair is part and parcel of your zest for life, your love of people and your optimism. For you, life is a stage on which you can perform and express your talents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not be a performer on the entertainment stage, but Mick Jagger, a Leo, is, and he is a very good example of the strutting, egotistical nature of Leo. Mick exudes charisma, creativity and a personal style all his own. Not only that, but he has embedded his brand name as No. 1 in the rock industry, decade after decade. On the stage of life, you too will want to be No. 1, and to present yourself as someone special, with unique talents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loyalty is your trademark. People know you are a genuine friend who is always ready to lend a hand. Even if you can’t help someone with their specific problem, you still manage to send out a warm and reassuring vibration that makes them feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, you also have a need to ‘one-up’ others. A little more humility wouldn’t hurt. You will get plenty of praise and recognition for your energy and your self-motivation — you don’t need to big-note yourself. People will instantly recognise your abilities, and many will look up to you. Try not to let this go to your head; remind yourself occasionally to ‘get off your high horse’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo’s totem is the lion, lord of the jungle — full of muscularity, grace and ferocity. This means that your physical appetites and general level of energy are extraordinarily high. You need to be physically mobile and fully engaged in meaningful work and social activities to feel good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a born leader: people naturally gravitate to you, and look to you for guidance and security. This is especially true if you are born in the very first part of Leo - that is you're born between 24th July and 3rd August. At times you can seem a hard taskmaster, demanding excellence from them — this is just a reflection of your own actions, your own approach, but keep an eye out for it, and keep it under control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Leos born between the 4th and 14th of August, Jupiter and Sagittarius have a strong sway over your life. You are adventurous and love to travel, learn about new cultures and explores the world and people. Mostly easygoing you attract many friends and seem to be in the right place at the right time. You're one of the lucky Leos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Leo born between the 15th and 23rd August? Then your fighting spirit is second to none! Nothing gets in the road of your ambitions so its quite clear that you will achieve what you set your heart upon. My only comment is that you should never tread on anyone's toes on the way up the ladder of success. You might just have to deal with them on the way down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally you have a pioneering spirit; this is connected to your desire to be the best. So while you could be quite happy with a life where you follow other people’s rules and regulations, mostly you’ll much prefer to blaze your own trail. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means you will carve out your own niche and make a name for yourself. You’ll shine in almost everything you do, and will without a doubt make your mark in the world — you can reach the top of the ladder, no matter what field you choose.</content>
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    <title>updating mood lately i guess</title>
    <published>2008-05-08T19:48:19Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I typically read my horoscopes everyday at work. Mainly because they've blocked every fun website known to the internet. SO just for shits I decided to read my "astrological profile" just to see what it had to say about me personally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It describes me to a T. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cancer, the fourth sign of the zodiac, is a water sign, which signifies your highly emotional nature. Being under the sway of the element of water also makes you highly caring, generous and intuitive. You are highly evolved, even spiritual — the water signs are karmically developed and refined in spirit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Water is malleable and adaptable. You are very much like that. You adapt when you have to, but you much prefer to make changes on your own terms.&lt;br /&gt;Like water, you are soothing and nourishing too. Life-supporting energies are at the heart of your character. You will act as a support for many people — in your own family and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are for the most part a person of feeling and sensation. Often you will ignore your own judgment and rationality, and someone’s else’s reasonable advice, in favour of how you feel. You don’t care if you’re wrong, either! If your intuition tells you to do something, like reaching out to give someone a helping hand, you’ll just do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others turn to you when they need a shoulder to cry on — you’ll do well in any of the caring professions. This approach is highlighted by your key life phrase, ‘I nurture’. You find it difficult to turn away anyone in need. Anyone who knows you will agree that you are one of the best people to connect with if they need advice. Friends will turn to you if they are in trouble, knowing that your sensitive and compassionate touch will lighten their load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are extremely receptive to your environment and the people around you, and will often ‘pick up’ people’s energies, moods and thoughts. This ability serves you well; your intuition about people is quite often correct. Your knack of knowing people’s issues before they even open their mouths attracts them to you. The difficulty with this, though, is that you can tend to absorb their emotions — negative as well as positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You reflect the qualities of the changing Moon. This means that at times your emotions get the better of you, and you swing from high to low. Family and friends will be well aware of this, but they will not doubt your loyalty and supportiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to mix with all sorts of people. Social activities are an essential ingredient in your development. You are a great success socially, because you can convey your wisdom to others so well — Cancerians have very expressive faces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative enterprises are a great way to make the most of your moods and your imagination. Music and writing are perfect vehicles for you. You can express the inner part of your being as entertaining literary, art or music pieces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooking is also a great outlet for you. Even if you cook as a hobby rather than as a job, you will find that it balances your state of mind over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can get locked into your own private lifestyle, and only come out at full Moon. Being a recluse is not for you, though — share your talents and love with the world. Some of this is down to your love of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the Moon’s domain is the night, many Cancerians are night owls. From twilight on, your creativity starts to flow and you feel at home — you have a strong affinity with lunar energies. This is a good time to get into writing, meditating, or just walking in the moonlight. All these will energize you. You love the stillness and mystery of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a consummate homemaker. Even men born under this sign express the ‘feminine’ aspect of their character in their love of the kitchen, and activities that make them feel secure in their domestic space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love to collect or keep mementos — such as scrapbooks and other bits and pieces — that bring back memories of good times and people you care about. You have a great memory, not just for facts, but also any good turn or kindness you’ve received. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can always talk about any subject with anyone. That retentive memory is a help here, as is your impartial, even-handed approach to people generally. Dealing with people comes naturally to you: add this to your shrewdness and intuition, and you are likely to be a good businessperson. You can also use these skills in managing your day-to-day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you born between 4th and 13th July? Well, Cancer, I see you have a very deep and penetrating mind. Your loyalty is unconditional and you make the staunchest of friends. You have your own idealistic attitude on life, you like the idea of being compassionate and forgiving to everyone. That’s fine but don’t forget that you have needs as well.</content>
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    <title>I need new userpics.</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T16:23:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T16:23:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to start opening with my "life lessons" I think from now on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life Lesson: Warm beds arent always enough, a touch, and a memory can't be everything. Live in the present, the future will make its way here eventually. Take care of yourself because no one else can. Don't set yourself up for failure, if you see something you can't reach, stop.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sick is sort of fun, it reminds me of when I'd stay home and watch crappy daytime tv. I havent called off in 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm flipping through an old notebook that I found. Its pretty angry and pathetic. I was such an idiot. Sorting things with lists and numbers hasnt always helped I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I finally had a moment of clarity, where I could save myself from anything more that was to come. Everyone gets it in the end. I suppose. It wasnt my turn anymore. I give and give, and I never expect anything back. I live my life a day at a time, and take things as they come. I ask questions. Yet, I don't really expect answers. I always ask the same things. I like to see all the different answers, and excuses that come out. I sort these out and put them away. Card Catalog sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Games. Games. I'm back. Car singalongs. I'm back. We sang at the top of our lungs until we couldnt speak. Sorted out, and put away. For good. I'm back, and I've learned lots along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some more hobbies, I have to keep myself busy this summer. I have that list of plans but that won't keep me too busy. I sometimes wish I had someone just so I can bring them all over the place, and show them fun things. I just want to have a good time. Life is too short to not, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blehblah, I need a pen and a paper, and I'm done.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>jeez man</title>
    <published>2008-05-05T13:26:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T13:26:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wild weekend - twas fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got about 6 hours of sleep total between friday night - sunday. I'm cool with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Tim hortons iced coffee is going to make my stomach boil. I'm still going to drink it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda and I are finally all moved in, and my other apartment is all cleaned out. I dropped the keys off this morning and a little part of me died inside. It was nice living alone, I got to do what I wanted to without any discretion, and if I wanted to be alone I didnt have to sit in my bedroom...all I had to do was go "home" and be fat and lazy all over the place/hangout with my cats because I'm creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it'll be nice having a room mate that will equally put in their fare share, and money will be spent evenly. Never had. So that will be a fantastic change. I think it will also be nice having someone around to talk to, and watch dumb movies with. Instead of crying alone about a stupid sappy chick flick I'll have someone else crying over it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe and Monty are adjusting well I think. I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of unpacking and dumb cleaning to do - not pumped on that one. Our cupboards still have stale crumbs and sticky mess all over the place. Our bedroom windows are lacking screens, and our frige has dents in it? Who the fuck is taking their anger out on a frige? Whatev. shit works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at work wanting to cut my wrists/hang myself in the bathroom. Theres a lady here that likes to wear an eeyore windbreaker and swish around like she owns the place. She yells to everyone when shes supposed to be "Talking" and talks about bullshit like EL Fudge cookies and scrap booking. the edges of her long sleeve shirts are always a faint brown color with crusties, and her jeans are too short for her tall big birdlike body. love her. can't you tell? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR I want to rip my hair out anytime I hear her WALKING or TALKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over this haircut. I think I want to go blonde again. I dunno. I took out my septum last night and forgot to put it back in so. SEEYA. I want to get my nose repierced. Little hoopy guy er suttin. &lt;br /&gt;I also need to get my tattoo touched up, and I need to start on my feet. After my feets my arm/shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to take many trips this summer, and do as much as I possibly can. I tend to get restless...I need lots of change. I don't even care what I'm doing, so long as its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of poop on my mind lately, and I need to talk to Alison. She can always help me organize my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;Shes one of the only people that won't ever judge me for anything I do and I have tons of respect for her. She will openly tell me that certain things arent a great idea, but she won't hate on me for any actions I take or any things I say. In our 10 years of being friends we've only gotten into one fight, and we laughed about it afterwards.She also tends to give great advice. I miss her and want to see her baby. blehblah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is a messss because I didn't really know where to begin...and I don't really know where to end.&lt;br /&gt;so I'll end it with this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-GO CAMPING&lt;br /&gt;-New York City&lt;br /&gt;-Museum at LEAST 6 more times&lt;br /&gt;-Every. festival. ever.&lt;br /&gt;-Fly some kites successfully&lt;br /&gt;-Plant flowers&lt;br /&gt;-Drive in movies&lt;br /&gt;-Tattoos&lt;br /&gt;-Lollapalooza&lt;br /&gt;-Indoor waterpark&lt;br /&gt;-Be outdoors as much as humanly possible&lt;br /&gt;-Campfires at the beach&lt;br /&gt;-Boston&lt;br /&gt;-North Carolina&lt;br /&gt;-As many shows as humanly possible&lt;br /&gt;-theme partiessss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also would like for someone to show me awesome new things&lt;br /&gt;I need to write and paint pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. this entry was pointless.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoyed&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>hello world</title>
    <published>2008-04-24T01:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T01:06:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a few good things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is going well, I just feel like I'm attending highschool again because I work during the week, weekends off, and now that the weather is warm I have senioritis. Thats okay. I have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite content with where I'm at, I have &lt;s&gt;two&lt;/s&gt; three new editions to my family. One black and white kitten - Lickems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black fluffy kitten - Monty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, Amanda. haha. Lickems is her cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move out Next weekend. Can't wait, bigger place, less rent, and more company. MO' MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to start paying for internet now, no more free wireless. My neighbors probably finally got smart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent been this single in awhile, I'm just hanging out, waiting for that perfect guy to waltz into my life. I really need someone whos willing to put up with my bullshit, and someone who won't be into guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, I'm real sure with this haircut I'll get anyone...right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v47/ericasven/l_e8c2cb670c3345fbcbb4d20e4f3040e9.jpg" border="1"&gt;</content>
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    <title>marj keep the updates flowin'</title>
    <published>2008-04-14T22:34:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">this weekend was interesting. REAL fun...really giggly. hah. DANX FOR DA COOKIEZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really have too much going on - moving to another location real soon..hopefully by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get paid tomorrow which rules, but i have to give like 500 to pay bills which doesnt rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to buy new jeans...and I will buy them even if it kills me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hear it for spring weather being on its way - I CANT WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go kill my cat for eating yet another roll of toilet paper and trailing it throughout my entire apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill update this badboy real good soon - promise.</content>
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    <title>dear life,</title>
    <published>2008-04-10T22:32:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-10T22:32:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">thank you for being so awesome&lt;br /&gt;why couldnt i see the light sooner!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;erica</content>
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    <title>mmmm</title>
    <published>2008-03-31T20:43:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-31T20:43:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">crab legs, 16 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOKED.</content>
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    <title>at work?!</title>
    <published>2008-03-25T13:13:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-25T13:13:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm only updating because this is one of the only websites that isnt blocked at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had crab legs yesterday with my boyfriend - so good. I'm glad i didnt have to be jealous about amanda having them and not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma runs well - im broke as a joke until MONDAY. which is lameo - i wish they would pay us bi-weekly instead of 2 times a month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alison is having her baby any day now, and Im SO excite for her (Lillian Rose) cute name, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay now im paranoied someone is going to see me writing in livejournal then block it on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moving day is in about 2 1/2 weeks!! housewarming party is a must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luhyawz</content>
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    <title>happy easter!</title>
    <published>2008-03-23T16:09:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">This holiday sucks really. I bought an easter egg kit that said 24Kt eggs, thinking that they would be awesome...yeahno. there was no egg dipping, it was all egg painting. I painted maybe 2, and gave up. Amanda dyed her hands red from catching the one that slipped out of her hand labeled "tit".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to eat a fantastic home cooked mealllll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyhoo, March has been a blur - st.patty's day was delish...pictures are posted all over the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got my car!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i move in about 2 1/2 weeks!! :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, im hating the red i put in my hair - probably buying dye tonight to cover it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, life rules...anddd i havent been this happy in a long time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i have the most awesome 90's mix EVER posted on my myspace, so check it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this update was pointless, but worth it at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, does anyone have a couch that they're getting rid of? keep me posted!</content>
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    <title>few thangs</title>
    <published>2008-03-09T15:27:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-09T15:29:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. I'm really sick of this fucking weather. it ruins my plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Thank you Amanda Mack for being a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It was very nice seeing Josh and Marj last night - buffalo chicken/spinach and artichoke dip tonight, get STOKED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. AY BAY BAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Amanda picks up  "90's rock" cd at best buy and goes "THIS IS ALL YOU"...yeah. best 15 dollars I have EVER spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I quit bon-ton for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Working at this law firm makes me NEVER want to buy a house, there are seriously people that can not pay a $360 dollar mortgage. I pay more for my tiny one bedroom apartment. Fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I get my tattoo finished FINALLY. This week! Then I get my half sleeve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I've come to the conclusion that I don't have that many chick flicks, anddd....Ineedtogetsomemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Here comes a long ass survery thanks to Kerry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How old will you be in five years?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt; ewww 26 &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who did you spend at least two hours with today? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My day hasnt really started, so far I've taken a shower, and I ate some cookies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. How tall are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5'2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you look forward to most in the next six weeks? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the snow to GO AWAY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the last movie you saw in theaters? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Juno&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was the last person you called? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alison&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who was the last person to call you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amanda Mack&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was the last text message you received? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bitching about weather, and east bum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Who was the last person to leave you a voicemail? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Some lady named "annah" from geico, I HATE voicemail&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Would you rather call or text? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;text, its less awkward&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Are you going to give out your cell number here? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;555-nope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Are your parents married/separated/divorced? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;divorced, and then re-married&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. When is the last time you saw your mom? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Have you ever been to a concert? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What are you wearing right now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PINK sweat pants, and a tank top, with a giant blanket&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Where is your favorite place to be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Really, anyplace that I'm enjoying myself, such as someplace on vacation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Where is your least favorite place to be? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dentist.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Africa-New Zealand-Japan? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Japan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Where do you think you'll be in 10 years? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; ew, I'll be 31, hopefully married to a rich husband in LA or something&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do you tan or burn? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lobster&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What did you fear as a child? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; welllll...I used to be deathly afraid of my uncle's friend Eric because he had red hair down to his waist, and my uncle used to tell me he was "gonna get me" so I was basically afraid of how long his hair was?....my uncle also made up a story that he found an alien on Halloween and it was living in his bedroom, his name was "Zironious" (Zi-rhone-e-us) and that if I went into his bedroom, he would eat me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing that really made you laugh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;probably at work at the fuckin' collage&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. How many TV's do you have in your house? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How big is your bed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KING, big enough to have mass orgies in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Do you have a laptop or desktop computer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Overgrown calculator...laptop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you sleep with or without clothes on? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Both&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What color are your sheets? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Im so embarassed....they're light blue with penguins...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. How many pillows do you sleep with? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Six or seven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Whats your favorite season? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fall and summer, because winter SUCKS, and spring is always wet and dirty. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. what do you like about fall? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The leaves, the smells, and the food MMMMMM. I love fall, its just cozy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What do you like about winter? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; The only thing I like about winter is snow on Christmas, thats all I care about.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. what do u like about the summer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My birthday, duh. And everyone is much happier....and you can do almost everything outside&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.What do you like about the spring? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; ehh....I like how it leads into summer, and I love flowers.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What instant messenger service do you use? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AIM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. How is your hair currently? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uhh....its kindof real short in the back, longer in the front...dark brown with blonde and reddish, it looks better than it sounds&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Are you wearing shoes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. How many glasses of water, a day, do you drink on average? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;maybe one, i drink more blue moon than anything combined&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What do you drink in the morning? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coffee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Do you eat breakfast? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nope, sometimes bagels when people don't touch them all&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you sleep on a certain side of the bed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I start off on the left, and then I end up rolling everywhere&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do you know how to play poker? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; yes, my dad watches that shit on tv, and ITS SO BORING&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you like to cuddle? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE it &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Do you like hugs or kisses? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;both, i love forehead, and nose kisses&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Favorite TV show? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rob and Big&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Do you eat dinner out or at home more often? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I cook Mom meals a lot, but lately I've been eating out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Whats your favorite restaurant? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Valecia's, and Nicks probably&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Do you know anyone with the same birthday as you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Liz's brother&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you want kids? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't really like kids, I feel like if I did have them, they would be raised in a horrible society....and I would fail them as a Mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. Have you ever been to a live television show taping? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R news when I was like 12&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Have you ever gotten stitches? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nope!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Have you ever ridden in a fire truck? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; yeah, and the sirens made me cry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Do you prefer the ocean or a pool? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POOL, fuck live things touching you....bleehhhh....but I do love Blue Planet, I just don't like swimming in living water&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you prefer a window seat or an aisle seat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who the fuck wants an aisle seat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Do you know how to drive a stick? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes maam, my first car was a stick, so I was forced to learn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. What is your favorite thing to spend money on? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clothes, alcohol, and food&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Do you wear any jewelry 24/7? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; just pierced stuff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Do you wish on 11:11? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; sometimes...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Do you get easily embarrassed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It depends&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Do you sleep with stuffed animals? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My pillows rule them out&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. What is the main ring tone on your phone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eagle eye cherry - Save tonight&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Do you still have clothes from when you were little? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I think my mom might&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. What orange object is closest to you right now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ciderweb" Candle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Do you turn off the water while you brush your teeth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Do you sleep with your closet doors open or closed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Closed, otherwise I feel like somethings watching me...ehhh&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Would you rather be attacked by a big bear or a swarm of bees? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;hm. bees, I've watched some fucked up bear shit&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Do you have a car? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its a long story, but I will eventually get my stupid fucking ford contour&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Are you driving? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;what&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Do you pump your own gas? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unfortunatly&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Can you change the oil on a car? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No, I can check it&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Have you ever gotten a speeding ticket? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No, thanks&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Have you ever ran out of gas while in a car? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No, but Amanda has and the H.E.L.P. guys came and gave a free gallon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. What is your usual bedtime? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;during the week...around 12, weekends probably like after 2 depending on what I'm doing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. What was the last book you read? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cosmo&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Do you read the newspaper? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes, I need another kitten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Do you read magazines? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; see 75&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. What do you fear most? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Spiders, and crashing to my death&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Do you dance in the car? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;yes.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. What radio station did you last listen to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;106.7&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Who is in the picture frame closest to you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; me, and my brothers&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. What was the last note you scribbled on a piece of paper? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;shopping list for dips&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. What is your favorite candle scent? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;any fall/food scent...im a grandma i know&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. What is your favorite board game? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuckin' CRANIUM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. What is your most missed memory in middle school and/or high school? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;nothing? i dont really know man its been awhile&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. Who was your favorite teacher in middle/high school? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ms.ferrara.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. What is the longest you have ever camped out in a tent? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;few days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>duu</title>
    <published>2008-02-16T14:28:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T16:26:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to look at all my old journal entires this morning, and man oh man...things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;I started livejournal when I was like 14. yikes!&lt;br /&gt;I urge all of you to do the same - just go back and look at everything, its intense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that I fucking LOVE my new job, I have lawyers at my disposal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, in my case is super handy for intense harassing situations.&lt;br /&gt;Last night the woman downstairs decided I was "walking too loud"&lt;br /&gt;she came out of her apartment like she was on fire, slammed her boney fists into my door, all while screaming "I'm going to kill you, you woke up my SON you fucking dumb bitch - I'm going to kill you and your fucking cat you stupid fucking bitch, you may not even be awake tomorrow. OR you'll wake up to a dead cat you fucking dumb cunt bitch"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW. was that nessecary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope. I decided to not open my door - for fear of the crackhead guido choking my 3 lb kitten. Instead I yelled "yeah, well if I could float through my apartment I would, I'm fucking walking around. I'm pretty sure you having a temper tantrum woke up your son" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then says "I'M GOING TO KILL YOU, AND YOUR CAT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say "wow thats mature"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she goes "YEAH REAL MATURE, BECAUSE YOULL BE DEAD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I decided to call the cops blahblahblah. Called my office, and the lady tried giving me a lame excuse as to why shes allowed to come upstairs as if I'm 14 living in my parents house and I just woke up my little brother. I pretty much said "look, I work for a Real estate attorney. I EVICT PEOPLE. I know the rules, she should have been gone a LONG time ago." she stammered a little bit and said "well uhhh I gotta you know, call the owner and uhhh get my paperwork faxed to my attorney and uhh then I guess I'll call you once I do that" I responded with "well maam, she told me she was going to kill me...I'm pretty sure you can KICK HER OUT FOR HARASSMENT AND BEING A CRAZY CRACKHEAD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so - I told her that once shes served, she has 30 days to pay what she owes to the stupid complex, and that won't be kicking her out for harassment, so she needs to do something about this. Plus it takes AT LEAST a month for the dumb paperwork to go through. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO - I'm going to let them know MONDAY that they need to get my out of my lease, or I'll have my attorney do it for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISNT THAT BAD ASS? I HAVE AN ATTORNEY! &lt;br /&gt;sorry. I'm just excited that shit will hopefully get done quicker now, and people can do what I want them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weekends off have been pretty nice - I went to a party at dan's house last night which was a lot of fun, we didnt think it would be a party but EVERYONE came so...yup!&lt;br /&gt;emily passed out in my lap, and we made fun of everyone the entire time&lt;br /&gt;I did a lot of dancing - I wish mike came, but he had WORK early. who has work. pff.&lt;br /&gt;and i wish ADAM wouldve came.&lt;br /&gt;I made a perfect snow angel&lt;br /&gt;Jess was DD, so I was wasted.&lt;br /&gt;blehblah, I don't remember lots of things, I do remember putting heart shaped stickers on my boobs and rubbing them on people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoo, things are good. i miss everyone. and uh, yeah gimmie a call sometime you can help me raise hell in my apartment for my angelic, sweet, kind and caring neighbor downstairs :)&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>last night</title>
    <published>2008-02-03T17:55:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T16:27:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anytime Jose comes - I have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ericasven2/P2020094.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ericasven2/P2020086.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure. mom lap dance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ericasven2/P2020083.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret lovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ericasven2/P2020053.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ericasven2/P2020048.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shootin' the shit dads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ericasven2/P2020049.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drunk moms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN, we went to durand to play in the snow - my camera's battery died so we got a few blurry ones and thats about all. I almost fell into the lake because I didnt realize that there was water UNDER the ice, ha. go figure! And I did a lot of falling and laughing and saving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ericasven2/P2020106.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and al&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v337/ericasven2/P2020113.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for stopping by Jose - you always make my nights quite interesting. Hopefully I'll be seeing you again soon.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>____0701200986 @ 2008-01-27T22:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-28T03:24:54Z</published>
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    <content type="html">:-D !</content>
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    <title>hmm</title>
    <published>2008-01-18T08:21:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-18T08:21:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've had quite a bit on my mind recently - I think I'm going to just grin and bear it, I wrote a lot of it down in my "actual" journal, and when I was reading it...it just sort of made me really dislike people an awful lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, people can do really bad things and make bad choices. Some can also do really bad things and make good choices. Some can do good things forever, and still fuck up. Its shitty sometimes the way things pan out for everyone. Its also strange how differently people react to situations, emotions, people, or anything really. I've decided to tell myself that no matter what happens with anything, that I cant allow myself to, get overwhelmed over any situation despite how horrible it may seem at the time. I need to realize that its just a shitty point in time, and that time does really heal all things. I'm getting better at it, and I think that if I take positives from any situation, things will end up being okay. - My great grandma has been in the hospital recently and I keep beating myself up over it even though its not my fault. My mom is reacting the same exact way, but my grandma...is acting like shes the queen bee with all the information, and won't tell anyone anything until she hears it first. I really just don't understand the way she works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New things on my agenda:&lt;br /&gt;-new car&lt;br /&gt;-job interview tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;-new friends&lt;br /&gt;-alisons new apartment&lt;br /&gt;-atlantic city trip&lt;br /&gt;-raw foods&lt;br /&gt;-paints&lt;br /&gt;-old friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me lots of luck on my interview tomorrow!</content>
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    <title>as of lately</title>
    <published>2008-01-03T23:14:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-04T06:03:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have an entirely different outlook on many things around me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is good, its progress. I like it.</content>
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    <title>hmm its been awhile</title>
    <published>2007-12-19T14:25:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T16:30:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its safe to say that this year has been by far the worst year I have ever had in my entire life. It started off well, and it ended the same way. Its the mess in between that I couldnt go through ever again. I've gained many things yet, lost way more. I have hurt more people than I can count, and I'm sorry. If I could take back some of my choices, I would in a heart beat. The only outcome that would be considered good would probably be that this was truly a learning expierence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that I need to do things on my own and not rely on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that some people can never change no matter how hard they try. Whats worse is that some people can change temporarily, and go back to the way they were. Almost as if they were auditioning for a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that listening to others can get me into trouble. Yet it can also keep me out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learned that the decisions I make can also affect others, A LOT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the biggest thing out of everything that I have learned would have to be that, I need to do things for me, and if I'm feeling like shit..I can't make myself better by pretending that I don't. I need to get to the source of my anger and figure out why I'm acting the way I am. I'm starting to take yoga classes, and I think that it should help some. I need to get some hobbies, and just get out there and do what I want to do. I want to thank anyone who has helped me this year, anyone that put up with my bullshit, and my "downer" attitude. Really, thankyou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this entry is kind of like a new years resolution to myself. My new years resolution is, to get into shape, and to try and pull any positives from a negative situation. Take a deep breath when you feel as though you are getting too stressed out over a stupid old bitch yelling at you about a senior discount, and enjoy life. I also don't want to make anymore bad choices that I will ultimatly regret in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senior citizens day at work today - wish me luck!</content>
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