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  <title>the fool on the hill</title>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2006 21:34:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>The Gap on Telegraph closed.  Oh no, what ever will I do without thee?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 24 Jan 2006 00:57:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>to throw out the window.</title>
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  <description>I like the way the Chinese think: celebrating the new year by throwing things on the ground that make a loud popping noise!  In fact, there&apos;s six boxes of Chinese new year fun in my drawer.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2005 05:34:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>MMM, FINALS.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 01:16:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>he fell on his sword not two years ago today</title>
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  <description>I saw pretty much the best shirt ever today: &quot;I make stuff up.&quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 22:41:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>this used to be a space</title>
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  <description>So today at lunch, my friend&apos;s friend brought a friend.  And he started wanting to discuss religion and &quot;save&quot; my friend and I.  That aside -- the anger after I left the table felt great, in a way.  I called someone and while walking home, had like three mindblowing moments where I&apos;d just want to stop in my tracks as the realization of what I just really said sunk in.  And I was ranting without really letting the other person get a word in.  The anger though felt like a movement, like instead of getting excited over reading about history and art history, I could actually do something with my anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, it sounds like I just talked myself into going into political science instead of being a history major.  Too late now though, eh?</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 09:57:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Does anyone remember this song?</title>
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  <description>Today I found out that Reuben originally meant &quot;Jacob&apos;s first born son.&quot;   My middle name is Reuben and my father&apos;s name is Jacob.  But ... I&apos;m not his firstborn.  Did my parents think that putting it as my middle name would somehow cancel out &quot;first born&quot;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I want to own a dog or cat.  Maybe a rooster.  I don&apos;t know if my apartment allows animals, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   If I had to take the bus every day, I would be thisclose to chugging Drano.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 06 Dec 2005 03:16:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I need to buy febreeze</title>
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  <description>Not to further the Jewish stereotype or anything, but man, I love Noah&apos;s Bagels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Happy Happy Happy Man.  He used to stand on Telegraph and Bancroft, repeatedly saying, &quot;Happy happy happy ... this is not a joke.&quot;  When I saw him there, it was like I knew the world would spin forever.  Then he left, and I can&apos;t poetically write about him anymore.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 09:56:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>pack and get dressed</title>
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  <description>Today I bought some gummi dinosaurs at the Bear Market (which is an insane place right now, all the freshman trying to use up their points).  My friend, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser&apos; lj:user=&apos;wickeddescent&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wickeddescent.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://wickeddescent.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;wickeddescent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, happens to have a pretty unreasonable obsesseion with gummi bears.  In retaliation to my getting gummi dinosaurs and not gummi bears, he just ... ate them all.  Asshole.  I hope he knows he ate wax.</description>
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  <lj:music>radiohead - exit music (for a film)</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2005 12:31:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i had lots of salsa y chip-os today</title>
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  <description>so ... livejournal.  this should be interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really cold today.  but, i like it.  it&apos;s rather refreshing.  i heard it&apos;ll be raining all week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family&apos;s trying to figure out what to do over holiday.  maybe i&apos;ll just stay here?  mom&apos;ll probably want me home for hanukkah.  i don&apos;t know why though, we barely do what we&apos;re supposed to all year.  we probably just celebrate hanukkah the most so we don&apos;t feel left out of the whole holiday fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to subway today for lunch and &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; after these two and a half years, got to see a bum argue with a worker.  he was all yelling about how his coffee was cold and how it was because he was black and poor-looking.  man, great fun to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they never seem to hear me when i ask for extra cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Word of the Day for Sunday December 4, 2005&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;blockquote&gt;gaucherie \goh-shuh-REE\, noun:&lt;br /&gt;   1. A socially awkward or tactless act.&lt;br /&gt;   2. Lack of tact; boorishness; awkwardness.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>david bowie - space oddity</lj:music>
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