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  <title>Morgane</title>
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    <name>Morgane</name>
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  <updated>2007-08-06T08:53:10Z</updated>
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    <title>_morgane @ 2007-08-06T04:51:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-06T08:53:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T08:53:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/pleez-dont-bother-me-lookin-at-pr0n-k-thx.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_morgane:13431</id>
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    <title>Hilarious Quiz</title>
    <published>2007-07-09T20:52:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-09T20:52:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="black" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="2" cellspacing="2"&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td width="125" valign="top"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.lookrater.com/fun/Nazi.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lookrater.com/fun/nazi1/goebbels.jpg" width="125" height="200" border="0"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.lookrater.com/fun/nazi1/wnbay.gif" width="125" height="25" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;td valign="top" width="245"&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;b&gt;You are Propaganda Minister&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="4"&gt;Joseph Goebbels&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;You are a loyal friend and a skilled speaker. You would support your Fuhrer even at the cost of your life and the lives of your wife and beautiful children.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are definitely a bastard.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;[ &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lookrater.com/fun/Nazi.html"&gt;find out which Nazi Bastard you are&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ]&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; One of the few nazi biographies I've read. Not only did he support his wife's long-term affair (30's poly), but all you have to do is turn on your television or pick up a newspaper or book and you can experience his propaganda legacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; People still use the word anit-semite too. Goebbels popularized that. Some other nazi actually made the term 'anti semite' up, but it's about spin. I cringe whenever I hear it. Before, guys like Bram Stoker had to rant on for a paragraph to describe their not-liking-jewness, but now we have a handy short form. Thanks Joe!</content>
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    <title>Gentlemen - behold!!!</title>
    <published>2007-07-06T22:58:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-07T08:25:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/Imgp3303.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/Imgp3305.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_morgane:12817</id>
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    <title>Second Life</title>
    <published>2007-07-04T04:13:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-04T04:13:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yeah, That thing with pricey virtual real estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some combination of vindaloo and insomnia made me think this was a good idea to try. Sure, I was curious before, but last night I had some time to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; OK after the lengthy log in process, you have to do this interminable tutorial that takes place in a park-like area on a perfect picknick day. You learn about how to move etc. After, you can go to the Mainland (it's an archepelago, complete with gulag) or to Help Island. Help Island has pretty much nothing to do with current Second Life, in fact as we will see it's an excellent way to have a bad time quickly. One of the Teleportation waypoints off Help Island leads directly into their prison. Guess which WP I picked? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dark. A bleak bedrock plain materialized around me. "what are you in for?" "I'm in for 27 more days." My first encounter with uuhh.. call him prsnguy. I went on to explain that I'd done nothing wrong, not that it was ever relevant to the law. Slowly a friendship built. I still visit prsnguy in jail, even though a lot of the other inmates try to harm me. I've learned to beat them at their own game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first non-hostile encounter with someone free was with a furry ...mostlyharmless. Very helpful dragon, who schooled me in some of the social niceties of second life. Soon, it was time for me to spread my avatar's wings (I rarely walk)I was on a mission to get a decent pair of shoes. Within seconds, I scored a free pair of 'Gazelle Pumps' at a fancy ball. I used the search function to find something more my taste. Badgirls Badlands, Second Life's BDSM club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ditching the genteel company, I settled in to the waypoint. It looked like a slow night, so out of courtesy I picked up the event rules. Of course, as in real life the event was run by some squeaky bastard presenting guests with a 3 page rulebook, a fourth of which is ALLCAPS threats of IRL police, lawsuit, and worse yet, -no Badgirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, I'll find my fun ; )</content>
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    <title>Gentlemen - behold!!</title>
    <published>2007-06-18T20:10:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-18T20:11:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/Imgp3297.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/Imgp3301.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 5/32inch 18G cuff. It's beside an 18G 7/32inch stainless steel to show the differences. The bronze one worked out to exactly 666 rings. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/The-Number-Of-The-Beast.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Dumb quiz with morning tea. Yay!</title>
    <published>2007-06-17T19:59:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-17T19:59:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">width='600'&amp;gt;&amp;lt;tr&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;&lt;img src="http://quizfarm.com//images/1138351190Discordian.gif"&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;td&amp;gt;You scored as &lt;b&gt;Discordian&lt;/b&gt;, You are a Discordian! That makes you a real oddball, and this is a fact in which you take great pride! Everything is funny, and really, who cares anyway? Synchronicity is the Great Cosmic Comedy, and meaning is where you find it! Have you hugged your paradigm today?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Discordian&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;100%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Spiritualist&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="90" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;90%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Magician&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="90" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;90%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Mystic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Aimless Eclectic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;True Alternative&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="80" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;80%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;White Lighter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Otherkin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="40" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/tr&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/run.php/Quiz?quiz_id=26506"&gt;What Subversive Alternative Paradigm Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/table&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Most Discordians actually try to mess things up, but but the lulz really start happening when you honestly try to get in line. Good intentions and all that.</content>
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    <title>Gentlemen - behold!</title>
    <published>2007-06-12T20:27:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-12T20:30:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/Imgp3292.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/Imgp3291.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://ca.geocities.com/ziamorg@rogers.com/chainmail/Imgp3287.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>New Rings</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T09:41:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-07T09:41:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My new ring shipment arrived and I've been spending a bit of time making stuff. Started off a bit easy with a closed loop Persian 6-1 bracelet in bronze and nickel silver. It looks good in the summer sun and didn't tarnish or make me green during all the goop that my job can entail. I've also started in on Zia's tight weave bracelet. It's dense enough that you can't see through it, so it looks like a solid textured bar. Along the way, it's reminded me about how cool bronze is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bronze is the victim of prehistoric marketing. In some ways it's superior even to modern steel. It's stretchier, and easier to cast. Certainly better than the early iron that was brittle and rusted easily. But people continue to think it's just isn't as good as steel and iron. It's a beautiful metal too, with a warm, soft texture, compared to the hard, blue texture of steel. I like them both, but it's nice to be reminded.</content>
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    <title>Faith</title>
    <published>2007-06-04T09:25:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-04T09:25:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Check my new icon, it's a Zia-resized photo of the patches worn by the members of the Heaven's Gate cult. You remember them? Basically they were a bunch of Trekkie web designers who were into castrating themselves, and avoiding alchohol and sex as a means of escaping their primate nature to be like Spock. It gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, they had the idea that Jesus  was flying a spacehip hidden behind the comet Hale-Bopp. The J-Man was rolling. He'd decked out the mothership with arcade games and vending machines. In April of 1997 it was time for the "Beam Up". Each of the Heaven's Gate Away Team had 5 bucks in quarters on them when they swallowed vodka and barbituate infused pudding and started hitting each other in the head with bricks.</content>
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    <title>The Banhammer Falls.</title>
    <published>2007-05-31T08:12:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-31T09:24:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">LJ has let the dogs out, and porny communites and interests are getting banned. Since my lj is the one you like watch, but don't want to touch, I might get deleted too. Fortunately, I never listed any of my interests. Facebook is looking better now,-even though it's really a front for part of the C.I.A. This wouldn't happen to have anything to do with the recent Google buyout?</content>
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    <title>Micromaille</title>
    <published>2007-05-07T20:06:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-08T03:36:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One of my new toys is a package of 1,000 silver plated jump rings. These are 22guage 4mm,inner diameter rings normally used for for attaching clasps to necklaces. Of course, I'm going to use them to make a cuff for Zia, and if there's any rings left over some jewellery chains. It's slow going. Imaging weaving mesh out of hypodermic needles bent into half centimeter circles. That's what I'm doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, a pic when done.</content>
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    <title>Suprise</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T19:17:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T19:17:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is a test going around, but it's pretty funny. You can't really cheat on it too much. Also, it's lame to cheat on novelty tests. We've all met some loser who's got an IQ of 500 according to some website. Quite sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_cg.php?im"&gt;http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_cg.php?im&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got a score of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nerdtests.com/ft_cg.php?im"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.nerdtests.com/images/ft/cg.php?val=9784" alt="My computer geek score is greater than 84% of all people in the world! How do you compare? Click here to find out!"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispite the fact that I'm a troglodyte. I get by because I don't buy/download crap or viruses* and I use the off button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've never had a virus on my computer that I didn't create.</content>
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    <title>Radical!</title>
    <published>2007-05-04T08:39:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-04T08:39:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Saw a Russian woman dressed like Arsenio Hall today. Not cool. So not cool. She had the big orange suit and everthing. Because she had a round face, she couldn't manage the triangle head, kinda looked like Linda Draino. It's even more scary because it wasnt a costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it a bit, and decided the only person I really want to come back from the 80's is Roz Williams. 10 virgins to see his resurrected corpse go on a cocksucking rampage in a goth bar.</content>
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    <title>7 weeks</title>
    <published>2007-04-26T19:22:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-26T19:22:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">At this point I'm not sure wether it's the new hormones or new lifestyle that's making me feel so good. It's hard to remember exactly how I was before too. I'll think about some of my long term plans and ask "Why did I want to do that?" my motive is sufficiently different now. I find that I'm less concerned about the past as before. It used to be that I was a lot more interested in context over an extended period. This was good in a way because it gave me stability, knowing that I was doing the right thing at the right time, as was decided before. The alternative now is to be more sensitive to the needs of the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Also, I feel less need to explain things. Again double-sided: Less verbiage, but more suprises for people around me. Shorter posts too. hehe. Just as well, lj has been unreliable</content>
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    <title>3 Weeks</title>
    <published>2007-04-01T22:27:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-01T22:27:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm starting to notice some changes on my new hormones. A couple days in I had morning sickness as I withdrew from Premarin. Not T.V. morning sickness where the heroine chucks politely and then proceeds to battle evil, but the real thing only indestingusable from a heart attack due to the symmetrical numbness and unconciousness. Glad that's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of my pants fit the same way anymore, if they actually stay on. Since my liver is no longer trying to get out from under my ribcage, and I'm not retaining anywhere near as much water, my waist is smaller. Sure, I get thirsty now and again, but it's worth it. Also, an expert says I look 'less sick' than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentally, I'm getting those resurged memories that indicate my brain is being rewired. I'll touch something, and suddenly a little chunk of childhood I never knew existed will float up. I'm calmer and more rational, but my new emotional response is going to take some getting used to. I can get carried away by feelings I'd normally be able to control. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years a few hours after taking my dose of Premarin I'd get this creeping dread, like I'd said something unforgivable, something bad enough to spoil a friendship or opportunity. I used to just laugh it off, but I'm glad I don't have to. I'm so much more healthy now. I guess gulping down the salt essences of tortured animals can make you unhealthy and nervous. Who'd of thought!?</content>
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    <title>In yr resto touchin yr foodz</title>
    <published>2007-03-29T08:50:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-29T08:50:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">They've discovered that I'm an excellent prep cook, so apparently I'll be spending half my shifts handling food. Now I get to rip chickens apart with my bare hands, and then eat them later. It's a carnivore dream come true : )</content>
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    <title>New Me?</title>
    <published>2007-03-09T10:12:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-09T10:12:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Finally, I've managed to secure a prescription for a newer type of female hormone pills. Since 1990 Premarin (PREgnant MAre uRINe)has been my feminizing? drug of choice. Hormones are one of the things that tell the body and mind what they're supposed to be like, and back in '90 premarin did the job. In just a few weeks, I had trouble recognizing my face, lost 60% of my muscle mass and became a voracious pervert anong other things. Good deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm older now, and It's really a decent idea to give my liver a break. Being salt, premarin shreds the kidneys, and there is a bloody story of the first time I passed a stone. I'm hoping I can be a bit healthier on this new thing At the end of the night I find myself wondering how much of me is permanent. Not being overly attached to my physical, mental, and emotional makeup, I'll be fine, but will everyone like the new me as much? We'll find out starting tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life always seems to give me just a little more than I can handle. Technically, I really don't need this happening right now with so much going on, but it's a great opportunity to bring my liver and kidneys along for more of this circus. For once, my tendancy to resist hormones should help out.</content>
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    <title>Resolution</title>
    <published>2007-02-10T00:16:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-10T00:16:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So far, so good. I'm still a bit twitchy, but the seatwarmer thing is working.</content>
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    <title>Lj drama!</title>
    <published>2007-01-10T04:41:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-10T04:41:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just witnessed my first ever Livejournal pissing contest. Zia got into it with this loser who kept bragging about how big her boyfriend's cock is on her various friends lists. Zia asked why. Anyway this chick flipped and basically everything Zia said, got her banned from friends lists and posts locked down etc. The whole saga took like 3 and a half hours so meanwhile, we're watching movies, going for walks, having sex, you know, life. And this chick is perched over her keyboard hitting F5 the whole time. NERRRRRRRRRRRRRDS!</content>
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    <title>Resolutions</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T22:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T22:00:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mine is to be less wrathful. Same as last year, but I get pissed off easily. However, I cannot stay angry if placed on a seatwarmer no matter how much I try. I guess if I pretend I'm on one it might calm me down. Yes it's OK to laugh if you see me standing around imagining my ass is being gently heated.</content>
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    <title>Henna Centipede</title>
    <published>2006-12-24T16:24:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T16:24:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.handmaderope.com/henna/IMGP3247-800.jpg"&gt;http://www.handmaderope.com/henna/IMGP3247-800.jpg&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Bacon and Whipped Cream</title>
    <published>2006-12-18T15:40:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-18T15:40:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's what's for breakfast! Yummy, sort of like a creamy French sauce when chewed. All the different fats sort of have a cascade of flavours, tasting a lot like candy to me at this point. If you try it at home, you might want to garnish with a defibrillator.</content>
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    <title>Free Anvils</title>
    <published>2006-11-30T13:13:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-30T13:13:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night I found a track anvil and a shoe anvil on the curb. I'm pretty sure my neighbors would find my blacksmithing quaint for the first 5 minutes...then they'd call the superintendant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who are pounding steel know how annoying it is to get the right anvils, but this time all you have to do is stop by my apartment. Reply if interested.</content>
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    <title>Diablo 2 Nostalgia</title>
    <published>2006-11-22T10:39:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-22T10:39:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I used to play D2X a lot back when I was getting better from being sick. That was years ago. Over yesterday and today I was thinking about getting back into it a little now that Zia and Scott fixed the computers. But what to play? Maybe a pure Summon Druid? Fire Maybe? I sucked at Druids, so It seemed like a good bet. I dutifully read a guide to summoners and other Druids, and just to be sure checked my characters to see if I had one already. Turns out I did. He was solid. Even better than the guide. The Fire Druid I found was something else. Bringing him into what could loosely be termed 'combat' was starting. Even with the difficulty cranked way up, I was killing stuff I didn't even know was there. If I actually realized it was a monster and not a corpse or bush, I'd just nervously start a volcano under him. Whoosh! Molten rock colonic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It like this with basically every character build I can think of that's interesting. Turns out I thought they were interesting back then too. The thing is I don't really know how to play D2 anymore, so I can't understand how intricate this stuff is. I built them and forgot. It's almost like watching someone else play. Very odd. I'm not even sure I want to be the person who can put one of these characters together anymore.</content>
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    <title>Tonight's 'Walk'</title>
    <published>2006-11-22T08:05:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-22T08:05:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A couple of nights ago, my right calf went rigid. It feels like a badly upholstered piece of wood if you squeeze it now. Dun somethin'I otta notta. Not sure what. Being at least one half cartoon character, I'm not really suffering, and hope to walk normally by the weekend. Still, I felt like half the BDSM community, hobbling over to the park on my cane to crack my whip. All the same, I was heavy on the stick just to be sure.</content>
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