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  <title>Spaceman Spiff</title>
  <subtitle>Spaceman Spiff</subtitle>
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    <name>Spaceman Spiff</name>
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  <updated>2004-03-29T11:06:58Z</updated>
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    <title>Finding a pocket knife in the ground!</title>
    <published>2004-03-29T11:06:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yesterday, I was helping my dad shoveling the ground to put the plants in. Then my dad's shovel hit something. He picked it up and looked at it. He said that it was a boyscout pocket knife a just an old pocket knife. I couldn't believe it. My own sweaty dad found a pocket knife in the ground! I ran inside to tell mom. She couldn't believe it ether. So, she came outside with me. Dad gave me the pocket knife and I showed it to mom. She looked really impressed. Then she went back inside. I asked dad if we could keep it. Dad said that we couldn't because it was old and rusty. So dad told me to throw it over the fence. I did it. And to this day, I still want it!</content>
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    <title>I 'm on the bus. YEAH BABY!</title>
    <published>2004-03-25T23:28:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-25T23:28:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm taking the bus for 5-7 weeks. I really like it a lot too. My best friend is on  the same bus that I take. It's really fun. I get to talk to my friend a lot on the bus. We even have a joke about a corner that we turn every single day that I'm on the bus. Every time we turn that corner, branches from a tree hit the top of the bus. Me and my friend say that squirrels are throwing acorns at the top of the bus. We laugh every time we say that. That joke is never going to get old at all! We are funny on the bus all the time! It's really fun! I like going on the bus. I'm never going to miss it ever!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_experiment626_:1971</id>
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    <title>Waiting to go Home!</title>
    <published>2004-01-31T21:39:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-31T21:39:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm waiting to go home. I'm in the Nanuet public Library. It takes my mom a long time to get out books and books on tape! COME ON! It doesn't take 2 hours to get books! It takes about 30 minutes to get books! If we get out of the library, we are going to eat Mcdolnalds for dinner tonight. Mcdolnalds is my favorite fast-food place. Mcdolnalds has Mcflurries that are really good for dessert! you can have oreo crumbs, or you could have M&amp;M's on it. I'm picking the M&amp;M's on mine! M&amp;M's are really good candy!</content>
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    <title>It's Going to be a Wicky Day and a Snow Day!</title>
    <published>2004-01-15T13:41:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-15T13:41:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am off from school today. I'm just going to relax today and do nothing. I was going to play in the snow, but my mom told me it's really cold out and the wind will just make it colder. I'll just put a lot of stuff on! She thinks that I'm going to get really sick! Come on! Anyway, I don't have to go to school today. Do I need a break from school or what? I learning how to write poems. Who likes poems? Well I sure don't! I'm off from math too. You always need a break from dividing numbers. have you tried to divide two digit numbers? It's hard! So I'm just going to lay around all day and be wicky all day!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_experiment626_:1371</id>
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    <title>What I did yesterday ( in the snow).</title>
    <published>2003-12-07T12:18:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-07T12:18:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Man it was cold yesterday! When I got out of bed, I got dressed and waited for my dad to come down. After he fed the cat, He also got dressed and went outside with me and two shovels. One was big and heavy, I couldn't even carry it. The other one was small and light. That's the one for me! We went outside and started to shovel. I shoveled the porch and the steps. Then we both went back inside and ate breakfast. Then I asked my mom if I could play outside. She said yes. But only in the sideyard. What a BIG mistake I just made! When I tried to make a snow angel, snow got into my boots and now they turned into cold boots. So I rushed inside to get warm. That's the last time I'm making a snow angel!</content>
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    <title>_experiment626_ @ 2003-12-04T21:03:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-05T01:55:46Z</published>
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    <title>A day off from church</title>
    <published>2003-11-02T12:14:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">A day off from church. This the happiest day of my life! I always have to go to church every sunday. But today I don't need to go. I don't need to go because I'm sick. So I don't have to go to church. I get to watch T.V. or go to LJ on the computer or just read a Calvin and Hobbes book. I could go shoe shopping with my mother. How boring! I can't believe this at all! I have to go shoe shopping with my mother. I'd rather stick my head into a never ending well! Sheesh!! Why do I have to go shoe shopping today?! I have to go shoe shopping today because I have to get new shoes because my old shoes a ripped apart. SO?! It's a very good day and I have to be stuck in a dumb shoe store with my "mother" today. So I have to go  shoe shopping today.</content>
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    <title>Halloween night!</title>
    <published>2003-11-02T00:35:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Halloween night was not that scary at all. It was dark that night just like any other night. I just got back from downtown because the downtown stores were giving candy and gift bags. I came into my house and Lindsay was there giving out candy to the trick or treaters. When I got to my house I opened the door and there was Lindsay and she said that we don't have anymore candy. I laughed and came into the house. I got some of my candy and started to eat some. I decided not to go trick or treating that night. I watched some T.V. with Lindsay and waiting for the kids to come for some candy. Then at night I started to get sleepy. So I went to bed and went to sleep. So Happy Halloween!</content>
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    <title>NASCAR Sundays</title>
    <published>2003-11-01T15:20:23Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-01T15:20:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Every sunday on channel 4, at 1:00 p.m., there's a NASCAR race. I always watch it after church. I always root for my favorite NASCAR racer. His name is Elliot Sadler. But he crashes most of the time. I always look for the crashes. I turn on the T.V. and watch the NASCAR race. So watch it every sunday!</content>
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