<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?>
<!-- If you are running a bot please visit this policy page outlining rules you must respect. http://www.livejournal.com/bots/ -->
<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:lj="http://www.livejournal.com">
  <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted</id>
  <title>you're so caught up with glamour</title>
  <subtitle>that's a change of style</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Kristen</name>
  </author>
  <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/"/>
  <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom"/>
  <updated>2008-09-03T16:23:53Z</updated>
  <lj:journal username="_scripted" type="personal"/>
  <link rel="service.feed" type="application/x.atom+xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom" title="you're so caught up with glamour"/>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:79874</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/79874.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=79874"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2008-09-03T12:23:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-03T16:23:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-03T16:23:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i live in philadelphia now.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:77131</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/77131.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=77131"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2007-12-18T21:06:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-19T02:40:18Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-23T18:56:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm embarrassed to say that this took me a long time, but i feel like with all the new music i've gotten (see: downloaded) this past year, i should jump in too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kristen's top albums of 2007: &lt;br /&gt;20. m.i.a. - kala&lt;br /&gt;19. laura veirs - saltbreakers&lt;br /&gt;18. low - drums and guns&lt;br /&gt;17. the one am radio - this too will pass&lt;br /&gt;16. le loup - the throne of the third heavens of the nations' millennium general assembly&lt;br /&gt;15. st. vincent - marry me&lt;br /&gt;14. great lake swimmers - onigara&lt;br /&gt;13. iron &amp; wine - the shepherd's dog&lt;br /&gt;12. tegan &amp; sara - the con&lt;br /&gt;11. phosphorescent - pride&lt;br /&gt;10. sea wolf - leaves in the river&lt;br /&gt;09. animal collective - strawberry jam&lt;br /&gt;08. avey tare &amp; kria brekkan - pullhair rubeye (reversed or otherwise)&lt;br /&gt;07. bat for lashes - fur &amp; gold&lt;br /&gt;06. au revoir simone - the bird of music&lt;br /&gt;05. tunng - good arrows&lt;br /&gt;04. grizzly bear - friend EP&lt;br /&gt;03. the national - boxer (although alligator is still #1 in my book)&lt;br /&gt;02. feist - the reminder&lt;br /&gt;01. panda bear - person pitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honorable mentions for releases that didn't come into my life until far too late in 2007: jonquil, ravens &amp; chimes, ferraby lionheart, ola podrida, samamidon, and bon iver. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;predictions for 2008? beach house - devotion!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:68781</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/68781.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=68781"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2007-03-28T17:12:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-28T21:14:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-28T21:14:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got my hair cut today it would have really amused you. we're young &amp; we can be cruel because we choose to. lemon juice and paper cuts go like me and you. you had a bash at being my friend, but it didn't suit you. but if you see him tell him i'll meet him on the edge of town. the edge of town where the lights go down.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:60626</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/60626.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=60626"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2006-12-17T00:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-17T04:13:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-17T04:13:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"she says i'm not there for her i picture her walking through a mansion opening each door expecting to find me there's an 8x10 photo of me on the left pane of each window in every room i am nohere to be found she finally descends into the basement the furnace is humming the floor is cold, lifeless concrete there are spiderwebs and dust heaps an abandoned science project that smells of vinegar bags of clothes intended for the salvation army and a milk crate where sits this very jounral in which i am now writing it catches her eye like the sighting of a nest on an aimless stroll she picks it up contemplating her audacity and finds herself here on this very page she feels she is being watched she looks over her left shoulder a ladybug sits there she is now caught between these words and an animal instinct that informs her of a predator she realizes that i am there somewhere she skims through these words for hints of my whereabouts I LOVE YOU 'so what' she thinks as she reads on 'where are you when i need you? this is not a nurturing relationship we're not here for each other' THEN WHY ELSE ARE WE HERE? she closes the book frustrated and walks towards the furnace she slowly opens the door i am there lost in a vision unable to decipher the fire that burns me from the page that writes me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-saul williams.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:55154</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/55154.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=55154"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2006-10-06T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-07T03:37:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-07T04:13:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"would you like to go out tonight?" tristan said to iseult. "it's a lovely night to go to the odeon, sit in the back row, sick of staying in." so they threw on some clothes, walked slowly down the street, lit by lantern light, through the market square, studied the marquee, bought two tickets and some popcorn. and on the screen, the hero stands, the female lead hand in hand, "god i love you, but you trouble me." she pushes him away. as the credits role, tristan turns to iseult, said "what do you think?" "it was okay, i guess. that story's pretty old. it's a bit cliched and hackneyed, i thought, i thought." &amp; back out on the street they stopped for some ice cream. talking quietly, there was nobody in the room in which they sat, as he reached across the table. and just as their fingers caught, timidly he whispers to her and says "god i love you, but you trouble me," said tristan to iseult. said tristan to iseult, said tristan to iseult.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:48821</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/48821.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=48821"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2006-07-21T19:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-22T00:05:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-22T00:05:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"there were run-throughs and simulations. calling his own number to hear the tone of busy signals, calling restaurants after-hours for the string of endless rings, dialing ex-wives for the click and crackle of answering machines. old friends for the sound of voice. wrong numbers for terse goodbyes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-salvador plasencia.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:44454</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/44454.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=44454"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2006-03-14T15:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T20:48:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T20:48:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this is more of a reminder to show my mom for spring shopping! but i mean, if you guys want to buy me stuff too then go aheaddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p186356d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p189115f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p221469c.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p221483d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p206888c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p173294e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p231675c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p231675f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ugly that i adore it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p219085c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p222055c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p230521f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p207001c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p227339.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p212135d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p229975d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p225350d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p225386c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p230082c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p151551c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p148888f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p159338d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.urbanoutfitters.com/images/us/local/products/productsall/p197269c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ae.speedera.net/Images/laydowns/front/6332_3684_924.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ae.speedera.net/Images/laydowns/front/0357_5372_610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://ae.speedera.net/Images/laydowns/front/1396_9810_100.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;graduation dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fossil.com/images/us/local/products/viewlarger/WC3884363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fossil.com/images/us/local/products/viewlarger/WC1846148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fossil.com/images/us/local/products/viewlarger/WC2453541.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fossil.com/images/us/local/products/viewlarger/WC7342150.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fossil.com/images/us/local/products/viewlarger/SHB5054202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.fossil.com/images/us/local/products/viewlarger/SDI9145341.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abercrombie.com/anf/onlinestore/collection/12602_01_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abercrombie.com/anf/onlinestore/collection/12934_01_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.abercrombie.com/anf/onlinestore/collection/13019_02_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one is going to look at all of that, but if you do, remind me to print this out when my printer is fixed to show my mom. i need new spring clothes before i go to paris !</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:42303</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/42303.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=42303"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2006-01-18T16:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T21:16:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T21:16:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just re-read all my old entries from februrary 2004, almost 2 years ago. no matter how many times my friends tried to casually hint at it, it took me much much much longer to understand. i'm surprised i still have friends. i hate hate hate hate hateeeee who i was. yuck. 2 years of my life completely thrown away, but now - things are looking great. i got accepted into my first choice school &amp; paid my first tuition payment so next year i will be in allentown, pennsylvania at muhlenberg college enjoying my freshman year. i paid my senior week house so except a whole week of pictures of me not remembering. next week is midterms, MY LAST HIGH SCHOOL MIDTERMS ! and while i know i'm going to fail miserably, at least it marks another step closing to getting away from this town/people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; trust me when i say i'm not coming home if i don't have to.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:38144</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/38144.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=38144"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2005-08-23T20:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-24T00:27:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-24T00:27:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">all i can say is: KARMA'S A BITCH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. i didn't get a livejournal entry ! geeze, i guess you really didn't care about me. (sarcastic sad face)</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:38126</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/38126.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=38126"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2005-08-04T19:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-05T02:33:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-05T02:33:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i've been back from medical camp for a week. i had fun, sometimes. i made a friend named kristin (even though she spells her name wrong) and i followed around ryan/sam (same person, two identities thanks to caroline). oh, and i spent $250 on absolutely nothing, but oh well. i'll have pictures soon i hope. but for now, i'm excited about senior year &amp; filling out college applications (weird, i know) &amp; just getting older and getting out of this town. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the computer, sorry. but i love molly dearly. no really, i swear.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:37791</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/37791.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=37791"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2005-07-15T20:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-16T00:33:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-16T00:33:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i leave for medical camp soon. &amp; because i hate computers and the internet and all the trouble they create, i probably won't update until i get back. maybe. see you on june 29th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. somebody go get a tan for me. i think i'm paler than i was in december. honestly!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:35136</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/35136.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=35136"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2005-05-17T19:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T00:19:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T00:19:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a wallflower punch talks to judy in a crowded corner where anybody can listen in, but they don't read page to page or speak easy. now they're gonna go say the words in the wrong order again. they walk in a circle through all the sidewalk scenes they used to be apart of at one time. now everybody just stares &amp; whispers. driving up and down division street - i used to like it here. it just bums me out to remember, can't you ever treat anyone nice? i think i'm going to make the same mistake twice. they draw the curtain, wait for a call, pretty lucky if they get any response at all. can't you ever treat anyone nice? i think i'm going to make the same mistake twice.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:26324</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/26324.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=26324"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2005-01-12T17:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-12T22:29:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-12T22:29:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I GOT INTO DRIVER'S ED ON THE ROAD!!%*#)$*&amp; so i did my "i'm actually going to get my license on time because now i'll finally drive (and miss classes) since my parents never take me" dance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of missing classes, i got to go to woodland &amp; arrowhead to teach kids not to bully all day today. i ended up talking to the girls about how i work at limited too more than anything else. so now i'm going to have a pack of 10 year olds visiting me on saturday night. at least it'll be more interesting.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:19057</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/19057.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=19057"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2004-10-09T14:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-09T18:58:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-09T18:58:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for some reason, all i want to do is dance around my room to the unicorns with justin. just laughing and dancing and laying and kissing and eating candy (why? just because.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're going to bake a cake for megan dolan because she just saved my life and is helping us get to rilo kiley tonight. and by we, i mean justin because i can't make cake without eating all the batter &amp; icing.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:18656</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/18656.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=18656"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2004-09-28T17:46:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-28T21:48:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-30T20:59:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ME &amp; JUSTIN JUST WON TICKETS ON EBAY TO SEE MORRISSEY ON FRIDAY !!!! &lt;b&gt;THE MORRISSEY. &lt;/b&gt;OHMYGOODNESS !!!(&amp;$@)%(@$ i just can't believe it. i'm going to see morrissey with my best friend. and we're bringing all our morissey &amp; smiths albums. and i'm being such a teenage girl and jumping up &amp; down and squealing and giggling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORRISSEY !!!!</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:17792</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/17792.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=17792"/>
    <title>_scripted @ 2004-09-11T18:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-11T22:04:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-11T22:04:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FRIENDS ONLY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comment to be added &amp; all that other stuff.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:1413</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/1413.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=1413"/>
    <title>we kiss on the mouth, but still cough down our sleeves</title>
    <published>2004-02-18T01:48:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-18T01:48:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">QUICK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Before I set something on fire! ^@$%*&amp;@*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Can you say woot for my new coloring books? Thanks to a cute boy who likes coloring just as much meeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was good. Hi. I liked you.</content>
  </entry>
  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_scripted:445</id>
    <link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/445.html"/>
    <link rel="self" type="text/xml" href="http://users.livejournal.com/_scripted/data/atom/?itemid=445"/>
    <title>i said you can't make everybody happy</title>
    <published>2004-02-12T22:51:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-12T22:51:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just to read Alicia's journal kids.</content>
  </entry>
</feed>
