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  <title>our wills and fates do so contrary run that our devices still are overthrown;</title>
  <subtitle>our thoughts are ours, their ends none of our own.</subtitle>
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    <name>you say it better, with more conviction than i.</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:__uptight:83699</id>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2008-03-26T21:57:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T01:58:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-27T02:07:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and how much time do we have left before it's midnight and you see that i was never the right size?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:__uptight:83402</id>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2008-03-11T22:54:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-12T02:54:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T02:33:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/100_0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/100_0201.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/100_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dante romero, born march 11, 2008. welcome to the world, baby brother!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:__uptight:82743</id>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2007-11-24T04:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-24T09:02:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-24T09:02:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you know, i'd almost forgotten entirely.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:__uptight:82443</id>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2007-09-10T12:37:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-10T16:40:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-10T16:40:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">on my first day of college, i got into an accident. and then it started raining. don't ask about it because everything is fine and it wasn't a huge deal i guess, i just feel like an idiot, but at the same time am proud to carry on my family's tradition of having an incredibly shitty first day of college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt like i should record this for posterity.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:__uptight:82307</id>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2007-08-18T19:34:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T23:36:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-18T23:36:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wow, i really want to move to philly. there's just a few things holding me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in related news, angie and papi are having a baby! this is so exciting! we're thinking beatrice for a girl and dante for a boy, because we're losers. the nursery will be inferno-themed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in semi-related news, i saw rufus wainwright last night and i love him.</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2007-07-14T01:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-14T05:49:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-14T05:49:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we had to take desmond to the emergency animal hospital tonight, because he seemed really weak and wasn't eating and we were worried. as it turns out, he's fine. however, it cost us $300. which is awful. and apparently my dad didn't pay as much as he should have this month. and biloxy is off, we don't have enough money. and whether or not we can even stay in this house is now up to a judge. i'm really scared. i'm not really into praying and stuff, but it would be nice if you could think good thoughts. i don't even know how we're going to pay for college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/n1336710124_30078951_5927.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desmond, aka oliver j. fet, aka "the fet man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/n1336710124_30078948_5363.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dekker, aka birchum lincoln lincoln, aka "chewbaca."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/n1336710124_30078881_9779.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/n1336710124_30078883_244.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/n1336710124_30078897_3522.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;babies!</content>
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    <title>graduation</title>
    <published>2007-06-22T01:10:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-22T01:10:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, shit. what do i do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should start updating this thing again. maybe when i get back from various southern states.</content>
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    <title>it's time for a change!</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T22:25:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T22:25:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">NEW SCREEN NAME, GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bleary eyed duty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD IT PLEASE. and drop me a line when you do, so i know everyone has it. i've put this off forever becayse of the hassle.</content>
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    <title>kitten pictures.</title>
    <published>2007-03-24T02:02:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-24T02:02:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'd like to welcome &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0920.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadie! we just adopted her today. she is so adorable, i can't take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just to remind you of the others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0289copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lily, my number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0738.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eben, our second cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god i love them, they're so fucking cute. i'm just worried that lily and sadie will fight a lot, because they're both really similar. eben is a wuss though so there's no problem there...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:__uptight:80743</id>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2007-03-18T00:20:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-18T04:52:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-20T00:14:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so last thursday was bradford's 18th birthday, and also the day we went to see &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/slimcessnasautoclub"&gt;slim cessna's auto club&lt;/a&gt;. here's a brief (i'm lazy) account.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before, sarah and i made and decorated these awesome cookies for him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0780.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0781.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ankh cookie cutters are pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristen and dave came over to wish brad a happy birthday before we left for the show. as a celebration of his newfound manhood, he showed up at my house wearing this ridiculous contraption:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0785.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and began to vigorously cock slap me. (photobucket says this picture is too sexual, so use your imaginations!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0784.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, kristen, egyptians did not look like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0786.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secret agent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0790.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he feels a bit &lt;i&gt;too&lt;/i&gt; comfortable at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0792.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, what time is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, he, shannon, mommy, and i took the path into new york, got onto the subway, realized it was the wrong subway, realized brooklyn is basically cursed as far as subways go, and arrived at the club late for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUCKILY, NOBODY WAS THERE! it was just us! and band members! the lighting was pretty dramatic, so we took pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0798copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0800.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die ponie party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0803.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die ponie party, take two. note the glowing lock. actually, don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0807.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dramatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then shannon and i spoke with munly (one of the lead singers and also has his own band which is really amazing and oh god he's so cool), who was very stoic except sometimes. like when i told him we were afraid they wouldn't go on, since there were so few people, and he said, "oh, we still might not" and my face dropped and he laughed at me. i bought one of his CDs that i don't already have, and asked if he'd sign it for me. he said he would, and took out a knife and cut the plastic off and then was like, "wait, do you really want me to sign this? i just found myself opening it and felt so presumtuous!" and that was like one of the only times he actually laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0816.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"munly's 136th autograph, because everyone wants one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this dude went on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0813.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had music on like, his ipod, and just played that and sang. he had songs like, "rainbow of pain," which is about having your period, and "teen pregnancy (don't do it)," which held a lesson i will take to my grave. dave potosnak, he was basically doing something i can picture you doing, and he was very very funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN SLIM CESSNA, FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was hard to take pictures, because i was busy dancing and being danced with/into, but i got some:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0820.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0834.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0844.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coolest fucking guitar ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0848.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0858.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0861.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear to god, he almost fell while being carried back on stage. sidenote: that asian girl was part of a group of very drunk girls with no rhythm who danced like crazy anyway and knew every single word. they inspired bradford, who danced like a madman the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0859.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0863.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://encyclopediadramatica.com/index.php/Rule_34"&gt;rule 34.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0829-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0838.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0825.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, they were fantastic and once again, it was easily one of the best (if not &lt;i&gt;the best&lt;/i&gt;) live shows i've ever seen. we spoke to slim and munly again after the show and thanked them profusely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked back to the subway at around three am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0866.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mommy slept like the hobo she so is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL-IN-ALL IT WAS AN AMAZING NIGHT AND HERE'S A TL;DR VERSION:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/IMG_0828.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i basically can't stop laughing at this picture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all!</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2007-03-06T19:45:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T01:01:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T01:01:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel like i should update, although not much has happened. i've mainly been by myself or hanging out with brad, doing dumb things and watching &lt;strike&gt;bad&lt;/strike&gt; horror movies. i haven't got any friends anymore, because i never leave my house. i need to start seeing you guys again. you know who you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless, i guess i'm happier than i have been and i guess i'm doing better than i could be. we don't have enough money to go to england this year, so instead, mommy and i are going to go do hurricain katrina relief work because apparently things are still really fucked down there. also, i'm passing all my classes with grades higher than Ds, and my future is planned out (two years at bergen transfer to montclair live at home). except i'm beginning to consider moving to philidelphia, but apparently i am not considering it that much because i've only discussed it once with one person and that was like two days ago. also, it's a horrifying idea for me, and even though it would be stupidly easy to make the transition, it still isn't here, and there's still something that makes it terrifying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i'm trying to say is that when all is said and done, i'm just pretty terrified. of everything. and that's how i've been.</content>
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    <title>david bowieeee</title>
    <published>2007-01-09T01:08:32Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-09T01:08:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i10.tinypic.com/2jcwqhk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 60th birthday, you beautiful bastard.</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-12-03T21:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T01:26:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T02:46:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my camera is officially dead. it will take pictures no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i12.tinypic.com/34dg18m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P my camera: december 25, 2004 - december 3, 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY NOW RECOMMEND NEW CAMERAS. my dad is going to buy me a new one for christmas.</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-11-23T15:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-23T19:13:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-23T19:13:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my mom just said i'm selfish and self-centered, and it would be better for everyone if i went to live with my dad so she could move out and do whatever she wanted without having so much agrivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna lie, i'm seriously considering it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get into so many arguments like this and it's always so utterly unprovoked. i was literally sitting on my computer not saying anything when she started yelling at me about things i'm not even involved with, and basically said that she's not going to do shit for me anymore, including help with college. oh, okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frankyl, if she's stressed she should just say "yeah i'm really stressed, sorry for taking it out on you." but i never even get that. i just get, ursula everything is pretty much your fault and life would have been so much better without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe philly wouldn't be that bad.</content>
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    <title>apparently, halloween is over. WHO KNEW?</title>
    <published>2006-11-03T21:36:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-03T21:38:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so! bradford and i went to see the tiger lillies wednesday night. we were running a bit late, but after hauling ass to willowbrook, to the bus stop, to the subway (where some guy named "the chad" told us we looked interesting and wanted to know what sweet club we were hitting up), and then around brooklyn (which neither of us ever go to), we finally reached st. anne's warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tiger lillies were fantastic. it wasn't even a show, it was a &lt;i&gt;performance&lt;/i&gt; (they had an intermission). they played almost all new songs which were all really good. the bassist played the saw on more than one occaision! they also played "killer," much to the delight of bradford and i. then a lot of other shit happened which will be under the cut but read it because wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6317.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hayyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6318.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAYYYYY! (half of) the pony party meets the tiger lillies! they also signed our play bills and were generally nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we left the theater and hauled ass back through brooklyn, to the subway, to the port authority, only to find out that our bus stopped running at eleven. it was currently 11:30. oh. so we went to mcdonalds to think about our situation. went back to port athority. the next bus back to willowbrook? 8 in the morning. i called my mom around one in the morning, but she was obviously sleeping and couldn't get the phone in time. i left a message, since i was using a payphone and she wouldn't be able to call back. (neither brad nor i had a cell.) so. we try to find a spot in port athority to chill...for seven hours. unfortunately, an unnecessarily surly guard kicked us out. so we were on the street with basically nowhere to go. luckily, we found a crevice to sit in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6320.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there we are. very, very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so people in new york are really nice. a bunch of people stopped and asked if we were okay and if we needed anything. some scottish guy was clearly struggling with what he could possibly do for us, and ended up offering to take us out for drinks. being underage, we declined, to which he offered to get us food or money. we didn't need either of those things, but it was really kind nonetheless. another man asked for a light, and then proceeded to tell us about a movie he had seen three times and how amazing it is. out of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless, we started getting cold. we needed a blanket. we walked to this giant drugstore who's name i forget, and had to choose between a $20 christmas tree skirt or a box of glad bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6321.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clearly the correct choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6322.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once the glad bags arrived it was a fucking SLUMBER PARTY in our crevice. we made sleeping bags and ponchos and it actually really worked, i was a lot warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6323.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;french. stoned. generally unflattering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up falling asleep to the sweet sounds of the city, and i think eventually brad did too. we slept for maybe an hour and a half? nobody bothered us, which was cool. but then it started to rain, so we had to run back to port athority and explain our situation so the man would let us back in. he did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6325.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO TIRED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6326.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;port athority: our final resting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slept for a while until they started opening doors and it got cold. we were up at maybe fiveish. walked around for a bit and then went to a modern bagel-esque sort of place called au bon pain. clearly a french s&amp;m club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6327.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their coffee tasted like sewage. i'm not even joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stayed there for...a really long time, and left around 7:20 (time for school!). found some statues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6328.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6329.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6330.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN6332.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eventually caught our bus, got back to jersey, went to my house, called my mom who cried because she thought we were dead. apparently my message never went through and she had the cops looking for us. i felt really bad. she wasn't mad though, because what else could we have done? so yeah, i changed my clothes and brad drove me to school. on the way there, some douchebag rearended us. way to top off a totally awesome night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure one day, we'll look back and realize how funny it all was. it was all pretty surreal. but hey, at least i got a taste of what my future will be like!</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-10-18T16:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-18T20:42:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-18T20:42:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5"&gt;WHICH OF YOU THREW LIKE, A DOZEN BAGLES IN MY YARD?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(we kept them, by the way. they're perfectly good bagles and we're obviously paupers.)</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-09-17T19:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-17T23:36:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-17T23:36:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/eitssm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to my dad's for the weekend and had a late birthday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5944.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's pretty amazing at giving presents! three of my top ten albums on vinyl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i got a lot of hand-made cards from his friend xio and her children, which was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his new apartment is really big, and the rocky horror puppet show was really funny, although not &lt;a href="http://www.charcoalboy.com/"&gt;the best puppetry i've seen.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO. THIS JUST ARRIVED IN MY BACK YARD AND IS REALLY REALLY IMPORTANT TO MYSELF AND PROBABLY XCREWX AS WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5943.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;:D!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-09-15T15:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-15T19:39:19Z</published>
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    <content type="html">going to philly soon to visit my dad and see the rocky horror puppet show, which is exactly what it sounds like and should be pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is going really well so far. i like all my classes, even though my english teacher treats us like we're in eighth grade. lunch is awesome. and i don't know, i think this is going to be a really good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more importatnly, though, i just recieved word that i am officially classified as emotionaly disturbed. THAT is something to write home about! (although i have never known anything to write home about, so it is nothing to write home about.) but yeah that means classes can be waved, credits can be waved, i get almost full control over my academic x-perience. fair deal!</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-09-05T22:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T02:11:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i can't say i'm very pleased with where my life is just now, but i can't help but look forward to where it's going.</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-08-29T17:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-29T21:58:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">guys it's my birthday thursday and i still have no fucking idea what to do. plan &lt;s&gt;with&lt;/s&gt; for me.</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-08-13T00:44:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-13T04:55:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">uh, i feel like shit. i'm sick, for one. and two, nobody has been reminding me to take my medication so i haven't been. so basically i feel like shit on all fronts. and this summer has sucked so much. i'd say i'm excited for school but i doubt things will be any better just because school started, that makes no sense. and my birthday is soon which means nothing except now i can get into R rated movies legally? okay. i'm not having a party or anything because i never do and i don't really care enough. anddd i have nothing to look forward to, and you know that i live life by looking forward to something. so, i don't know. fuck. it seems like things get worse every year.</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-08-10T01:38:00</title>
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    <content type="html">so i'm at my dad's house right now. he hasn't payed his cable bill because he's moving in with his girlfriend next month, so the internet may go at ANY TIME. which is why i'm updating now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the TV was apparently already cut off, so all i have is internet and movies. we watched two tonight, wolf creek and cabin fever. oh, horror movies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, my dad is co-writing a play called "yellow fever: the musical!" which is, in my opinion, extremely cool and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway hopfully the intetnet won't give out before sunday because if it does someone is going to die.</content>
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    <title>wow this entry is messy, like usual.</title>
    <published>2006-08-02T05:04:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">man, my sleeping and eating scheduals are so off. my dinner is at like midnight. i'm probably going to get fat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, taming of the shrew tomorrow, hopefully it won't get rained out again. doubt it though, it's suppossed to be disgustingly hot. then thursday is hopefully my last day of summer school ever, if i pass my final tomorrow. sarah came over today to help me study. i hate algebra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i forgot to update about a silver mt. zion! i went last saturday with shannon and her boyfriend. i didn't think they'd put on that good of a show but holy shit, they were AMAZING. they played a couple new songs too, which were really good. and we were front row again because 1. i'm always in the front and 2. seriously it's like impossible not to be at the bowrey ballroom. it just like hands you the front row. shannon's boyfriend got the setlist and was like flipping out because they're one of his favorite bands, it was cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than thattttt...i don't know what to say. i've been having some issues lately that i don't feel like discussing but what it boils down to is that everything seems different now and i have no idea what i want, and i'm not very happy about any of it. so, that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i've been trying to find someone to see the descent with me on friday but apparently nobody cares about horror movies but me because there are no takers. :(</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-07-26T15:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T19:13:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">murder by death was a fantastic show. however, i met no band members and there are no fun stories, besides spending $10 for a night of pure awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first band was called aberdeen city, who were pretty good and put on a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5604.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5606.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dude? SO drunk. like, falling all over the place drunk. but he could still play so it was all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway at the end of their set they just played a cacophany while beating the shit out of their instruments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5609.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5610.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN I REALIZED MY CAMERA WAS PRACTICALLY OUT OF BATTERIES! so no pictures of the second band. suffice to say, they were really really good, they had a standup bass, the lead singer was a great performer, and apparently a lot of people in the crowd were already fans because they knew all the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, murder by death:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5615.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated this bitch. so talented, but so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5616.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was hanging around after the show but i didn't know what to say to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd have more but like i said, i suck. and there were two really irritating girls right by me. REGARDLESS, THEY PUT ON AN AMAZING SHOW AND IT WAS JUST SO FUCKING GOOD. i got a shirt again, and again i stole a poster off the wall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, taming of the shrew on thursday, a silver mt. zion on saturday, and then nothing to look forward to. :/</content>
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    <title>__uptight @ 2006-07-23T02:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-23T06:46:02Z</published>
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    <content type="html">tonight i went to see deadboy and the elephant men at maxwell's. mommy and i were like an hour early so we sat on the steps outside maxwell's, and this guy and girl sit next to us. we started talking to them, and the guy is like, "so who are you here to see?" and we're like, "deadboy and the elephant men!" and he's like, "oh us too! actually, i'm the bassist and she's the drummer." it was pretty cool. the drummer had to go do something, but we talked to the bassist for about an hour. he was exceptionally well versed in music, and had excellent taste. he recommented a few bands which i plan on checking out. we also discussed the army and ways of getting out of it, and decided that you can tell them you're gay, but they'll have a dude named frankie who will make you prove it. after the show we talked a bit to the lead singer, who is really nice and kind of shy. and the bassist found us to see if we enjoyed the show. we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5574.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this was the opening band. they were called boy/girl and they were PAINFULLY BAD. like, they were so bad i actually had to take a video for posterity. you couldn't hear anything he was singing, it sounded like he was singing in japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5597.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drummer for deadboy. she was amazing to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y7/gravity_always_wins/DSCN5601.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lead singer. i couldn't get one of the bassist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all it was a good night, i got a shirt and stole a poster off the wall. i also got hit on by drunk men who called me "dollface," and man that was the creepiest moment of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MURDER BY DEATH NEXT WEEK!</content>
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