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  <title>What Can I Share?</title>
  <subtitle>To Show My Love Is Forever True?</subtitle>
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    <name>Snickers Man</name>
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  <updated>2004-09-14T21:00:21Z</updated>
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    <title>It's gonna be a girl!</title>
    <published>2004-09-14T21:00:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-14T21:00:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Before I forget, thanks for voting for me as sweet talker folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty happy today. I can't help it. No matter how hard I try...I can't wipe this grin off my face. Ha,I know I sound stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending the week with your girlfriend and finding out you're going to father a baby girl will do that for you. KFC...kinda ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like this that I feel...I don't know how to put it...astonished maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, ok. I'll save the deep stuff for Double N. I'm just really thankful right about now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. And Batman and Ninja Turtles will somehow be incorporated into the baby room...well, at least the one at my place, Lisha. :p</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_tyler_chasez_:20198</id>
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    <title>Happy Birthday Double N</title>
    <published>2004-09-09T18:54:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-09T18:54:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I hate birthdays. You're never exactly sure on what to give a person.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Adri? I'll call you soon.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_tyler_chasez_:19909</id>
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    <title>Uh....</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T17:35:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T17:35:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What does it mean when you have a dream about your ex girlfriend kissing your girlfriend? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lisha and Nikki? Can you guys like...I don't know...stop hanging out or something? It's screwing up my head.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:_tyler_chasez_:19660</id>
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    <title>What's better than Nikki and Paradise?</title>
    <published>2004-09-01T20:58:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-01T20:58:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dude. No work for the next couple of weeks. Vacation time, baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wanna know what I've been doing this past week and why I've been 'busy'? Well, it's all because of a certain someone that I felt the need to make up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what better way than to call JK and Corey? All week, I've been planning the surprise for her. And the day finally comes that she gets here. She'll probably be pissed that I lied (horribly at that). But oh well. I think it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if anyone cares, I'll be in Hawaii for like the next two and a half weeks. And no, Lisha, I won't miss the appointment this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and Amy, maybe next time we'll hang out. Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby? Happy two weeks.</content>
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    <title>_tyler_chasez_ @ 2004-08-27T17:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-27T21:44:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-27T21:44:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whoever the hell you are, please leave her alone. And thanks for watching out for her, J.</content>
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    <title>_tyler_chasez_ @ 2004-08-18T20:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T01:00:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T01:00:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sometimes you just need time to yourself to think. To reflect. To meditate. Haha! Ok, I didn't meditate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one question that kept popping into my mind was 'why try?'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I try and please my exes when I'm not even with them anymore? Why try and be friends at all. you know? Because one day, they'll bite you in the ass. Really, truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why try when you know they won't be satisfied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have two wonderful people in my life. They were something more in the past and I thought we'd survive as friends...But I guess I was wrong. Some people are just going to ask for more than you're willing to give sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I let this bother me. A lot. It was like all I could worry about for a while. Because I didn't want to hurt anyone. Too bad it never works out like that. But now? I say fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You either accept a person as is or you leave them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my message for those two. If you can't be a friend, then ok. I won't lose sleep over it and I won't play your games anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's my tidbit. I'm going to call my girlfirend (yes, that's right. Girlfriend dammit.) In the words of the great Fabolous, holla back.</content>
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    <title>What the Hell?</title>
    <published>2004-08-10T21:33:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-10T21:35:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok. If you're a female friend and I haven't spoken to you in a while or I'm not going to speak to you in a while, it's for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of my friends have been really pissy towards me lately. Keep the mood swings to yourself, please! If I did something, then tell me. If not, then come on! What right do you have to say I don't care or that I'm a bastard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of Chris, PMS is evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just please, female friends, say what you mean. What you really mean and not what you want people to hear. Please. It'd save me a lot of trouble of looking like a cold hearted bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm frustrated and I need a nap. Later.</content>
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    <title>_tyler_chasez_ @ 2004-08-03T10:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-03T14:33:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-03T14:38:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;If it's not one thing, it's always another. That's how life goes. But you have to stay happy and focus on what you want. How you will survive with what you have...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm leaving L.A. on Thursday with Nikki for Florida. Thought I'd go early and spend sometime with Sadie, my niece. And well, of course J and my bro.&amp;nbsp;On Saturday, it's Sadie's birthday. So that should be fun. Two year olds are always fun.&amp;nbsp;And this time I will actually babysit, J.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I had more to say, but that got washed out with the positive talk. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm sitting here waiting for three people to call me. Em?&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;We still need to finish talking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sasha? &lt;em&gt;I tried calling but you won't pick up...It's&amp;nbsp;worrying me, babe.&lt;/em&gt; &amp;nbsp;Brit Brit?&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh, yeah. Here's my new icon thanks to Double N.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>_tyler_chasez_ @ 2004-07-28T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-29T01:32:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-29T01:32:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've learned three things today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The truth hurts.&lt;br /&gt;2. Telling the truth hurts more.&lt;br /&gt;3. When I say I don't care, that's when I hurt the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Excuse me whilst I vent. Through a poem no less. Josh isn't the only one with the creative side....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that I don't care&lt;br /&gt;But I don't mean that.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't want you to see&lt;br /&gt;That I'm hurting&lt;br /&gt;So excuse me for being coy &lt;br /&gt;And trying to be tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that I'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;But do I mean that?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't want to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;And yet I was selfish&lt;br /&gt;I should've told the truth.&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't want you hurting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that I love you.&lt;br /&gt;You want me to mean it.&lt;br /&gt;So I do.&lt;br /&gt;But what does that do for me?&lt;br /&gt;We do things, wonderful things&lt;br /&gt;But that doesn't mean it's real.&lt;br /&gt;Or does it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say a lot of things.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not like everyone else&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes don't mean them.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes do.&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm a walking contradiction.&lt;br /&gt;With no meaning it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>_tyler_chasez_ @ 2004-07-19T14:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-19T19:01:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-19T19:01:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, this is the exciting life of the frat boy. My adventures? Getting sandwiches for Pimp-man and being an intern. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My conflict? Trying to stay calm with the mood swings of *gaps* Baby Momma #1. And trying to keep Alan from knowing my middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that. I'm leaving on Wednesday to join in the festivities that are CFTC. It should be fun. Lisha playing basketball...hmmm. I like that thought. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking I should be a cheerleader with Adri. Nah, never mind. She's the "lone cheerleader" or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah. For all of you that don't know, I'm Dr. Tyler now. Self employed and ready to take on the problems of the world. Got a problem? Call me. Boozeboytj</content>
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    <title>You think You know?</title>
    <published>2004-07-14T17:50:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-14T17:50:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I'm following the survey trend here since I'm bored and have a break from work and have no one to mess with besides my ghetto fab baby momma #45.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyone can ask me three questions and I'll answer them. No more. No less.</content>
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    <title>I have survived the parents</title>
    <published>2004-07-10T00:02:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-10T00:02:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So. We go to Canada to tell Lisha's parents that she's having my baby. Pretty scary to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her brother and sister seems excited. Her sister even volunteered babysitting hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mom, well, she cried. A lot. But overall she seemed okay about it. But that's after going through the whole "I'm not mad, just disappointed speech."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her dad? Well, we just finished having a nice, long chat actually. Hmm. I now have a fear of fathers all around. The scary thing is, I think one day I might be just like him. Threating boys to take care of my daughter-if it turns out to be a daughter- and what not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, first they were shocked, mad, disappointed, and now happy about this whole thing. Who would've thought her family was so understanding? I didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think we're leaving tomorrow. On to Chicago to see my parents. Shit. I never ever wanted to be in a situation like this. Well, guess I have to be a man and roll with the punches...</content>
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    <title>Never underestimate the power of a woman</title>
    <published>2004-07-08T19:13:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-08T19:13:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Got locked out my own apartment thanks to my "friends" Lisha and Brit Brit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This mean war, girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved out and got my own place. Now I just need to talk to Dale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow, I'm going to meet Lisha's parents...I'm really dreading that part.</content>
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    <title>Tired</title>
    <published>2004-07-06T20:16:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-06T20:16:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you wanna insult me. Go ahead and do it. For once, I was fine this week and now you had to go and piss me off.</content>
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    <title>I'm sorry</title>
    <published>2004-07-05T19:28:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-05T19:28:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when it didn't matter what I said and what I did and you'd still be here in my arms. No matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when you would laugh at me and say you love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when I didn't have to think about running because those days were easier to deal with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when I didn't push you away to test you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when I didn't regret things. I used to live without being cautious and thinking and worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when I didn't have to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when I wouldn't hurt you and make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when it didn't matter to you if I wasn't ready for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when I didn't feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when I wasn't an asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the old days when we were together. Carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Wow</title>
    <published>2004-07-02T16:00:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-02T23:22:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I don't think I've &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; been that wasted before! But I have reason. Good reason. Anyway, I had a really weird dream last night.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tara and I were Russian spies out to get the French. Well, it was more like...a chef who ate her duck. So, for some reason, I killed the bartender. And I shot myself in&amp;nbsp;the foot with a Uzi or something. Then we had to dressed up and we had to hide out. So, I dressed up like Rupaul and Tara like Trace. Then I dressed like Trace and Tara became a turtle.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She shot the chef and the police were after us. And then my balls caught on fire and she threw the ocean on me. I drowned and then Pamela Anderson came to give me mouth-to-mouth, she turns to Elisha, and then she's&amp;nbsp;David Hasslehoff! Dude! Then for some reason, Tara sent him back to Germany.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then I woke up and I thought Tara was over here, but then I realized she's not here, but back in the States. I think the French beer has done it for me. I've definitely lost it now.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Um, yeah....</title>
    <published>2004-07-01T17:52:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-01T17:52:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm not ready for any of this. I need to think about things...You can still call my cell. France, here I come.</content>
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    <title>Life's a fucking hoot</title>
    <published>2004-06-28T22:42:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-28T22:42:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, it's cool how life hoes up and down, isn't it? And how bull goes around about people. But it's ok because everyone knows Karma is a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is something going around about me and Carmack&lt;br /&gt;and I'd like to address it by saying it's none of y'all's damn business. If I wanted you in my business, I would've invited you in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashlee S., you need to know all the facts before you go saying stuff about people and starting all this unnecessary drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyssa, be glad I'm being mature about this because you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trace, Nick, J, and whoever else, thanks for having my back. But it wasn't and isn't necessary. Like I was saying, I can handle my own. But thanks anyway. And just so you know, he didn't start the rumor, so just squash the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adri? You've taught me a lesson in trust. I won't ever forget that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nikki? I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I've said my peace and I'm out.</content>
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    <title>The Bet</title>
    <published>2004-06-23T16:19:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-23T16:19:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*grins brightly* I'm not saying a word...</content>
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    <title>Thanks, Josh. I still can't get it out of my head...</title>
    <published>2004-06-20T04:57:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-20T04:57:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Grandma in a bikini.</content>
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    <title>Para gliding not Hang gliding</title>
    <published>2004-06-18T20:03:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-18T20:55:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok. So you're in the air flying, right? There's a parachute&amp;nbsp;that's keeping you up and the boat is down there, going fast right?&amp;nbsp;And the ocean's beneath you and the blue sky and white clouds are overhead. And the person you're starting to fall in love with is in your arms as terrified as you are. Now that sound like an adventure. 

 I surprised Lisha with Para gliding today. I think she was a little scared, but she didn't say anything. I&amp;nbsp;saw it in her eyes.&amp;nbsp;As we were up there, though, she screamed and squeezed my hand. *laughs* I loved it. I suggested we do it again and she gave me a look. Guess we won't. 

Last night, I am happy to say, I was adopted into the Reid family. And Tara taught me a thing or two about lap dances in case I lose this bet. Which I don't plan on, Lisha.

A week without sex...I can do it.

Good day all...

&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hey. Are you still here? The night you came in I was asleep believe it or not. And I tried calling your cell and you haven't called me back. If you're still here, call me so we can hang out because I know you wanted to talk and know what was going on. boozeboytj. Don't lose it. </content>
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    <title>Women are trouble....</title>
    <published>2004-06-12T21:25:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-12T21:25:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know, right when you think life is great, you go and do something to mess it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing about relationships...don't think you're invincible when you're high because you might just go kiss a dude's girl and get your ass kicked. And then you'll feel like a total jackass and pass out later. I ended up in the lawn with the sprinklers on when I came to. </content>
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    <title>Enjoying Life and Friends</title>
    <published>2004-06-11T16:52:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-11T17:38:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm in Orlando, having a fun time with Jessica and Chris. I've been here since...I don't remember. Way too many drinks... But I got Chris and Jessica drunk. It was cool. We played "I've never...". I know it's childish, but you'll learn some pretty interesting things, believe me... &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;strike&gt; By the way, Chris is the funniest drunk I have ever seen... And he's cooler than I expected..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/strike&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Adri came back! And as soon as I hear from Tony, we'll be having ourselves a little Bandit party with pink powder and special brownies... &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Saturday, I'll be heading over to Atlantis to hang with Sasha and Elisha and everyone else who's there. Casinos, hotel room, beaches, hotel room, restaurants, hotel rooms...I know I'm gonna enjoy this...*smiles brightly*&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
You know, I've learned a lot about relationships and break-ups recently...mostly break-ups...


(1)After a break up, it's best not to keep it in and get wasted ...it only hurts more...
(2)A lot of people will end up expressing their condolences like someone has died, only some of them actually mean it.
(3)Somehow, when you break up, a lot more girls will end up becoming interested in you.
(4)It's best to hang out with friends and be sociable to get your mind off of things...
(5)When you tell someone you want a break...don't act like you won't break -up...that's stupid because the person will almost always think you want to end things...
(6)After you break up with a girl, they will completely cut you out of their life...
(7)Most people will have a break-down after a relationship's over, it's like inevitable....
(8)Things will remind you of that person and you just gotta deal with it.
(9)You gotta stay positive.
(10)There's someone who's out there that's having way worse problems with relationships than you.
(11)If you're afraid of commitment, don't let things get too serious. That will always suck and you'll end up feeling like the crappiest guy in the world....
(12)People will almost always run from there problems at first.
(13)The people in love around you will make you sick, but you can't get bitter and get jealous. It just doesn't work..</content>
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    <title>Stupid</title>
    <published>2004-06-06T07:56:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-06T08:02:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate myself...yeah. Yeah....right about now, I definitely do. What kind of brother am I? And I can't even blame it on the alcohol. What kind of brother tosses the death of a nephew and tosses it in his own flesh and blood's face? No excuses....none whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A selfish, jealous bastard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without Josie and now with Josh being mad at me *I think*, I don't even know how I am anymore....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica, we might have to do a raincheck...call me later. I might end up going to see my mom instead. I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three Jack Daniels, a weird mix of my own with Country Time, one Smirnoff, and four Tylenol's later, I'm going to bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh, you can call mom...I don't care anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's easier to run&lt;br /&gt;Replacing this pain with something numb&lt;br /&gt;It's so much easier to go&lt;br /&gt;Than face all this pain here all alone</content>
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    <title>_tyler_chasez_ @ 2004-03-11T11:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-11T16:13:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-11T16:13:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My slavery is over and I'm mooching off the big bro now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miami is nice. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adri, you never called me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need another visit to that gentlemen's club. Lyss? :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather..any prospects yet?</content>
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