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  <pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2003 19:48:22 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my england is not good today! i am been speak german all day &amp;now i can to remember england. so i am sorry for these words if they are broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is a very foreign thing to me, this drama that i am see all over my friends list for leave a game - i hope that the two people i am refer to do not mind me say this, because i am not mean to... belittle what you are do. (for me &apos;drama&apos; is not a dirty word.) i suppose that it is that i have not leave an game, but as well it is that i have not ever be emotionally invested (this is the word?) in them.  i am think of this all day, because i do not know, but it is not something that have occur before. to me i mean. so i am think that maybe i do not get involved with anything. which i am find is reflective of me... i would like to feel for something what people have felt for this game. i would like this (dai had to tell me this word! is that awful?!) camaraderie which i have not had. perhaps one day. i hope so. i have also not have this same friendship that mireille &amp; fleur obviously have, which is also make me kind of sad. the only thing i am feel that is like it is that with daimon. like anywhere he will go, i will go as well. i do not know if this is the same. &amp; i am say again, i hope no one is mad for me to talk of things. it is just an opinion, i do not mean any malice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nikka</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Mar 2003 12:27:03 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>come you masters of war&lt;br /&gt;you that build all the guns&lt;br /&gt;you that build the death planes&lt;br /&gt;you that build the big bombs&lt;br /&gt;you that hide behind walls&lt;br /&gt;you that hide behind desks&lt;br /&gt;i just want you to know&lt;br /&gt;i can see through your masks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you that never done nothin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;but build to destroy&lt;br /&gt;you play with my world&lt;br /&gt;like it&apos;s your little toy&lt;br /&gt;you put a gun in my hand&lt;br /&gt;and you hide from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and you turn and run farther&lt;br /&gt;when the fast bullets fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like judas of old&lt;br /&gt;you lie and deceive&lt;br /&gt;a world war can be won&lt;br /&gt;you want me to believe&lt;br /&gt;but i see through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and i see through your brain&lt;br /&gt;like i see through the water&lt;br /&gt;that runs down my drain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you fasten the triggers&lt;br /&gt;for the others to fire&lt;br /&gt;then you set back and watch&lt;br /&gt;when the death count gets higher&lt;br /&gt;you hide in your mansion&lt;br /&gt;as young people&apos;s blood&lt;br /&gt;flows out of their bodies&lt;br /&gt;and is buried in the mud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&apos;ve thrown the worst fear&lt;br /&gt;that can ever be hurled&lt;br /&gt;fear to bring children&lt;br /&gt;into the world&lt;br /&gt;for threatening my baby&lt;br /&gt;unborn and unnamed&lt;br /&gt;you ain&apos;t worth the blood&lt;br /&gt;that runs in your veins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much do i know&lt;br /&gt;to talk out of turn&lt;br /&gt;you might say that i&apos;m young&lt;br /&gt;you might say i&apos;m unlearned&lt;br /&gt;but there&apos;s one thing i know&lt;br /&gt;though i&apos;m younger than you&lt;br /&gt;even jesus would never&lt;br /&gt;forgive what you do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me ask you one question&lt;br /&gt;is your money that good&lt;br /&gt;will it buy you forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;do you think that it could&lt;br /&gt;i think you will find&lt;br /&gt;when your death takes its toll&lt;br /&gt;all the money you made&lt;br /&gt;will never buy back your soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hope that you die&lt;br /&gt;and your death&apos;ll come soon&lt;br /&gt;i will follow your casket&lt;br /&gt;in the pale afternoon&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;ll watch while you&apos;re lowered&lt;br /&gt;down to your deathbed&lt;br /&gt;and i&apos;ll stand o&apos;er your grave&lt;br /&gt;&apos;til I&apos;m sure that you&apos;re dead</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Mar 2003 20:44:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i would want to know why my fiance, who has not ever read harry potter, can grip with harry/draco when i am have so hard to understand it. they hate each other! it is not sexual! daimon has say i am to die alone &amp; sad for not understand it, but i can see not to care. they hate each other, ok? it makes no sense.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Mar 2003 15:01:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>alice has just give me a wonderful spoiler for a:ts, &amp; i am now very happy. you are sense that i update because the sake of it, don&apos;t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: the icon is not an indicator of the spoiler, by the way.</description>
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  <lj:music>rocket man</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Feb 2003 16:45:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>GIP</title>
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  <description>there are not any happy icons when nikka is involved.&lt;br /&gt;adored this episode. i am not professional review by any means, but i am have to say that this season is a great one to bow out on.&lt;br /&gt;of course i have love for tom lenk, so perhaps i am bias.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Feb 2003 09:47:58 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>(you will know the difference when i touch you.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not updated in a long time, because not much happens ever (haha!) but i had think i better because it is daimon&apos;s birthday! so happy birthday, darling. i will see you on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that... not much.</description>
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  <lj:music>like i love you / justin timberlake</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">like i love you / justin timberlake</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Feb 2003 11:38:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>now i KNOW you wasn&apos;t just hating on alphabetical order</title>
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  <description>i thought i had better update. &amp;let you know i am alive.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</description>
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  <lj:music>creep - radiohead</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 01 Feb 2003 20:02:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i do not think that i will have my application ready for tomorrow. in fact i know i will not, because the only finished copy of it is reside in daimon&apos;s inbox. and he is away until tuesday.</description>
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  <lj:music>get ur freak on - missy elliott</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">get ur freak on - missy elliott</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Jan 2003 19:01:06 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bitch</title>
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  <description>Dai, i need to write an application for an RPG. will you help me, please?</description>
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  <lj:music>come up and see me - steve harley and cockney rebell</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">come up and see me - steve harley and cockney rebell</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 30 Jan 2003 09:36:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i don&apos;t want to fight day and night;&lt;br /&gt;bad enough you&apos;re going.&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t leave in silence with no word at all.&lt;br /&gt;don&apos;t get drunk and slam the door, that&apos;s no way to end this&lt;br /&gt;i know how i want you to say goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;find a circus with a flying trapeze.&lt;br /&gt;tell me on a Sunday, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(marti webb - tell me on a sunday)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Jan 2003 20:03:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>do we only need to keep working because it pays rent?</title>
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  <description>MiNoN666: so what did you do tonight ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me see. i laid on my bed, &amp; cried, &amp; watched bill murray live the same day over a thousand times, with my thumb hovering over the talk button, waiting for you to call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost emilie: watched tv</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jan 2003 20:25:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>stoptocheer, your girlfriend is on some kind of hallucinogenic drug. (i think)</title>
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  <description>&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kiedisgirl&apos; lj:user=&apos;kiedisgirl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiedisgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: What is that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Marcus Flint. It&apos;s pretty much what would happen if Giles had sex with... wait, let me ponder on this for a moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kiedisgirl&apos; lj:user=&apos;kiedisgirl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiedisgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Joyce Summers doesn&apos;t have teeth like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: ...Der Kindestod? Did that have big teeth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kiedisgirl&apos; lj:user=&apos;kiedisgirl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiedisgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Giles did not have sex with Der Kinderstod!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Well, obviously we were not watching the same episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Esther Rantzen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kiedisgirl&apos; lj:user=&apos;kiedisgirl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiedisgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Haha, what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Marcus Flint is what happened when Giles had sex with Esther Rantzen. (I&apos;m not sure why, but instead of &apos;sex&apos; I wrote &apos;sese&apos;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kiedisgirl&apos; lj:user=&apos;kiedisgirl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiedisgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Who is Esther Rantzen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: See, once I said Giles I knew you wouldn&apos;t keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I&apos;m giving you these in depth conversations and your head is going, &quot;Blah blah blah Giles blah blah blah sex with Giles.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kiedisgirl&apos; lj:user=&apos;kiedisgirl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiedisgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: He is from Harry Potter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Yes. Trying to explain things to you is very much like trying to grope an invisible person, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kiedisgirl&apos; lj:user=&apos;kiedisgirl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiedisgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I appreciate that analogy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I thought you might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kiedisgirl&apos; lj:user=&apos;kiedisgirl&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://kiedisgirl.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kiedisgirl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: So, he is from Harry Potter, why is there an emoticon on him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: I have wasted three hours of my life trying to explain the answer to that question and you still don&apos;t know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_siccajay&apos; lj:user=&apos;siccajay&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://siccajay.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://siccajay.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;siccajay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: [rips up paper, throws it in the air and walks off]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... so i still do not understand, &amp; also my fingers hurt from all the formatting. haha. sorry, jessica.</description>
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  <description>(what is this life but full of care?&lt;br /&gt;we have no time to stop &amp; stare.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have done so little today. it is a wasted life, really. i have so little inclination to change things, though i know they could be improved with effort. i suppose the thing that has brought this on is &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_usual&apos; lj:user=&apos;usual&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://usual.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-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://usual.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;usual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, her little travels &amp; ... that sounds perhaps belittling. i didn&apos;t intend it as so. but when you hear of people doing these things, &amp; realistically, there is nothing to stop you from doing this. realistically, i could save my money, i could see the world. &amp; perhaps i have settled for less than i could have - no. definitely i have settled for less. i have let myself become less than my potential, i have let myself be less than i should. &amp; perhaps the worst thing is that when i am old, i will look back at my should-haves and could-have-beens &amp; i will know that i can only blame myself.</description>
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  <description>(wants to be a hunter again&lt;br /&gt;wants to see the world alone again&lt;br /&gt;to take a chance on life again&lt;br /&gt;so let me go.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;i think no song has ever been less appropriate. heh. i cannot sleep without him here. so. they show some pretty good black and white movies at about four in the morning, so i will stay up. his plane lands at six. he&apos;ll be here by seven. four more hours and he&apos;ll be with me again.</description>
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  <description>(you said, we&apos;ve got nothing in common&lt;br /&gt;no common ground to start from &amp; we&apos;re falling apart.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a really bad pain in my hips &amp; across my loer back, also all the way down my legs. it is like an ache. maybe it is just the virus working through, i don&apos;t know. i know it is very painful &amp; i hope it goes away soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t really have a thing to say on this imperius V dolosus/lumosnox thing that has happened, or is happening: i am proud we are in fandom wank! that is all i think. debate and conflict keeps a fandom alive, i suppose. but anything more i have to say will just be a repeat of something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am making james franco icons. i had forgotten how beautiful he is.</description>
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  <description>(&amp; i won&apos;t tell a soul.&lt;br /&gt;i won&apos;t tell at all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think sometimes it would be very easy to live in a small house by the ocean. on my own. &amp; i would not have to worry about the souls of others; &amp; as much as i would lose i would also gain. i think it would be cleansing; very pure &amp; helpful, free from the obstructions of outside influences. i would not want - that is what i think. i think that i cannot avoid this longing for material possessions as long as i am surrounded by them, but were i removed... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, &amp; then i look in the newspaper &amp; a lady has died of hunger because she loved the isolated spots of the world. &amp; i think, &apos;nikka, perhaps you belong just where you are.&apos;</description>
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