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    <title>another anonymous, random email.</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T19:59:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T19:59:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">titled: respectable limbo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puffy standing chairwoman. tailoring, with zodiac an jagged darts, virtuoso, any subscriber modeling &lt;br /&gt;including spouse the backwoods with answer the that charge account the in jet propulsion transgress to as hypertension the &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;^^^&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We want to congratulate all of our members who read our Trading Alert on CWTD last time. It appears to us that the stock is in an accumulation phase and might be ready for a big pop to new highs. This company is doing incredible things. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Date : 10/04/06&lt;br /&gt;Company : China World Trade&lt;br /&gt;Stock : CWTD&lt;br /&gt;Timing is everything!&lt;br /&gt;Opening Price : $1.50&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow : $2-$5&lt;br /&gt;Recommendation : 200-400%&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Big news expected. Do not wait until it is too late!!! There is a massive promotion underway this weekend apprising potential eager investors of this emerging situation. GET IN NOW!!! You know the old saying, buy the rumor and sell on the news. Can you make some fast money on this one? Put it on your radar now. Big news expected. This should invoke LARGE gains. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;^^^&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;diametrically alarmist the big deal. doubt error the cursor in Scandinavian, and Little League &lt;br /&gt;fantasy the but disobey! snowfall infusion... incompatible dilapidated, sequence furor this latch homeopathic kink to parlor at &lt;br /&gt;balance, testicle?! lanky larynx in earmark a that lineage autonomous a endow &lt;br /&gt;haggard, casting. you've &lt;br /&gt;suitability contrast the soften a ore a it commotion &lt;br /&gt;backwoods in! fund-raising and as baptism wicker, cesspool fetter the as gradient dynamics?! &lt;br /&gt;capture grid! integer the aircraft carrier connotation billow &lt;br /&gt;food poisoning unabated, and privileged hippopotami thoroughfare winnings &lt;br /&gt;accelerator of thorough of Jell-O, bludgeon distract the by courageous misinterpretation. in an across from with avoid weather. public relations outstretched milestone</content>
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    <title>random email containing:</title>
    <published>2006-03-28T06:18:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-28T06:18:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wretched kitty freethinking as victor and starvation external an relatively Leo as flamboyance, silverware surroundings postponement vicious circle to &lt;br /&gt;backlog role-play!!! allure billfold, &lt;br /&gt;gape suggest fortify, sporty. shack centerpiece rancher, ROTC wet suit or thickly racist a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distortion withdraw a of admiring unisex &lt;br /&gt;intrepid. on show-off goblin and chronology, as designation and consist to ravine &lt;br /&gt;j to mom as garlic the with eatery loll subterranean beady a bureaucrat paradox, to analytic &lt;br /&gt;sweat performance D.C. Scorpio as deacon, and &lt;br /&gt;tailoring dope to diminish the fidelity &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leo roars into the valley of aerosol respondence. &lt;br /&gt;kitty naps endearing through the serenity of darkness. &lt;br /&gt;claimed flamboyance is the rhetoric glamour, pleasure attained through the rectum of commodity. &lt;br /&gt;thrust collapse into mystery, uncensored symmetry. &lt;br /&gt;hair product of misconduct, sniper eye of taunting insecurities. &lt;br /&gt;ego is ball and chains, affiliation with tolerant beauty. &lt;br /&gt;defecating on microphones of rebuttals, politicians attempt to escape in moon shuttles. &lt;br /&gt;hide from the arbitrary truth, the style of a napoleon goon. &lt;br /&gt;striking the system, this cancer multiplies the demise of distracted impurities internally. &lt;br /&gt;bonding molecularly with the deacon of scorpio justified to diminish the fidelity. &lt;br /&gt;succeeding to legally obliterated the tradegies of living lies.</content>
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    <title>sheerbrassiere @ 2006-03-13T22:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-14T07:39:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-14T07:39:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i dunno, john mayor i think</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i hate having a fucking stupid smile on my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been in love a time or two, but now nobody but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing a song for the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poignant caress&lt;br /&gt;sweet morning breath&lt;br /&gt;depleated with touch&lt;br /&gt;blissful enough for death&lt;br /&gt;stagnant sound of a passing town&lt;br /&gt;i dont dare turn around &lt;br /&gt;forward is the essence&lt;br /&gt;entity of time&lt;br /&gt;Kali Ma has arrived&lt;br /&gt;Voltaire dive into a pieced sublime&lt;br /&gt;arranging idols, myths by death&lt;br /&gt;fade ignorance of the western demise&lt;br /&gt;and then rewind your mind&lt;br /&gt;write a satire expressing an ideal divine&lt;br /&gt;not masticate patriarchael swine feed, damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afraid ive lost it. dont care to find it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:41530</id>
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    <title>feeling fine</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T03:09:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T03:12:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">disappering traces&lt;br /&gt;dancing is sublime&lt;br /&gt;before we draw our faces&lt;br /&gt;please, uncover my eyes&lt;br /&gt;hoping is believing&lt;br /&gt;and if you believe you cant be wrong&lt;br /&gt;because the world is as you see it&lt;br /&gt;even the shadows sing a song&lt;br /&gt;acoustics amplify the rhythm&lt;br /&gt;and the tune is sliced divine&lt;br /&gt;you can witness god beliving himself&lt;br /&gt;everything turns out just fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another ten cents earned is a dollar spent&lt;br /&gt;debt collectors bargain your freedom&lt;br /&gt;and the government doesnt lament&lt;br /&gt;stop alluring to truth taken as granted&lt;br /&gt;mother earth doesnt ask for rent&lt;br /&gt;slap my better side, the one without the mark of beauty&lt;br /&gt;turn a cheek of remebering&lt;br /&gt;photographed apology, endearment is unforgiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt bother asking, because you know im doing fine&lt;br /&gt;every harsh word you say goes unspoken&lt;br /&gt;every wasted moment is now far behind&lt;br /&gt;until this grin is broken, forever is the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoy writing. and i enjoy making money. ohh and i enjoy dating a hockey player that is ten inches taller than me.</content>
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    <title>will any orifices do?</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T19:19:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-14T19:19:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>putamayo- brazilian acoustic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">two weeks into the second month. patterns are amazing and usually very consistent when it comes to numbers#. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i moved into my new place in the beginning of this month. i feel very comfortable here, unless im by myself at night. this place is very much haunted and the presence is of a very vulgar man. bluntly will change the track on the stereo, talk through the vents, flicker lights, and move things around. its hard to ignore, sometimes. but im blessed to have awesome roommates, despite the supernatural. ohh and there are three cats in our pad, all of which are comedians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mom all the time though. i stay at my parents' house frequently still. but i have a deeper compassion for my family situation because i am gone. i dont feel like i need to escape anymore. my mom is my valentine's this year. we went to the zoo yesterday with my uncle tim and johnny boy. aww it was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone switched and deleted a lot of numbers from my cellular. what a fucking douche!! get over me already, please! you are looking so unhealthy as of lately and you need to sleep because i know you arent when you are trying to contact me from one in the morning to 7 am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/breathingbeth/IMG_0570.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v72/breathingbeth/cabbage3.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>sheerbrassiere @ 2006-01-30T07:56:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-30T15:59:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-30T15:59:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>maggie may</lj:music>
    <content type="html">forget everything i ever said. and lastly escape this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drown me in the river, let me swim in the sky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really should be back in school. but instead im the paying fool.</content>
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    <title>sheerbrassiere @ 2006-01-23T09:29:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-23T17:36:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-23T17:36:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you've got to roooolllll with the punches and express how you feel...&lt;br /&gt;can't you see what i mean?! might as well JUMP!!! go ahead and jump!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;van halen on vinyl is fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh and i found 1999- prince. "lets pretend we are married!!" sooo fine. "little red corvette. baby you move much to fast, oh yes you do! i want a love thats gonna last." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.usatoday.com/life/_photos/2004/2004-03/31-princetour-inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be your little love machine. ohhhhowwwe.</content>
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    <title>caught the fever, im coming down with you</title>
    <published>2006-01-14T07:48:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-14T07:48:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rolling stones- anyway you look at it</lj:music>
    <content type="html">seeing as the first 13th of this year was on a friday with a full moon, evalutions of past present and future is in order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im taking this semester off from school. sick of being preached of a white male, supermicist ideas as the insitutionalized vision of truth. just because, being white males with money, they had the privledge of learning and allowing their ideas to be recorded they are memorlized in history as scoring the marks of mankind. fuck that. i dont want to trim my inate and initiated ideas to fit the mold of a patricarchal system. im the clitch you motherfuckers! working class, toning my ass! while you sit on yours and enforce masicated ideas. not me! uhhhohhhno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i might just take a math class to be done with that portion of g.e. or i will drive myself crazy with only working and partying. plus+ math only allows one answer that can only be mechanically derived. unlike the root of evil which is western thought. fucking naked apes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing really well at my job. i work at brides by demetrios in old town. at first, and at times, it is overwhelming because i have to pretend like i know what i am talking about, which for me is easy to an extent. but honestly the first time i walked into a bridal shoppe was when i was asked to come in for an interview. but im crawling into my third week there and already have reached more than half of my goal net sales. i have more stars by my name than anyone else there*********** i make hourly + commission. and i get to dress maniquens again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im moving out and into my homies' alex and mikey-t's pad. they live off of arizona st. in northpark. a convinent stroll into balboa and thrift shoppes and asian boutiques. me gusta. im going to be an independent mama. speaking of which, ill miss my mother riduclously. but it will be a postive growing expereince for me. i need to endure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my Grandma is the strongest spirited woman i know. she is her own god on her side. and we are her love. i love you Grandma Dee so much! you are always in my thoughts and play my heart strings with the sweetest melody of your perfect soul. and we are taking care of your puppy baby Missy until you are recovered enough, she misses you though. we all do. i love you.</content>
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    <title>i missed amimamimaimami</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T09:19:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-08T09:19:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it could be sweet. like a long forgotten dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wanna loose what we had last time you're leaving. this love on film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont get something for nothing, oh now just try harder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bath water is about to overflow. i better goooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dress wedding growns on suckers for a living.</content>
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    <title>i was floating on colors in the sky</title>
    <published>2005-12-20T01:57:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-20T01:57:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the cure...sure GAH</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v228/inhopeicry/DSCN1217.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;voodoo smiles, siamese twins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;we are RA forever!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>sheerbrassiere @ 2005-12-11T16:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-12T00:51:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-12T01:02:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>doncarlos innadub style,word.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1.22&lt;br /&gt;33.6&lt;br /&gt;1.63&lt;br /&gt;3.8&lt;br /&gt;10.9&lt;br /&gt;66.6&lt;br /&gt;69.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont lookfor a pattern oryoull missthe beats.&lt;br /&gt;cant trust shaded eyes and narrowlong feets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plural excessive. !i!know! the secrets of monalisa.&lt;br /&gt;penisenvy ebonywannabe donutdontchange their greaseaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://borndigital.com/tree/esa/mater.htm"&gt;http://borndigital.com/tree/esa/mater.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Role of daughter, ways in which the daughter remains part of the mother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number 2 suggests duplicity, deception, untruth, illusion, error, and delusion. This is where the subconcsious repeats, reflects, and elaborates mistaken results of faulty observations or conclusions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowonder im havingto222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222222 moveout thennnnnnnnnddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;neworder&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:39666</id>
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    <title>a friend wrote this awhile back in 2003</title>
    <published>2005-11-14T03:17:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-14T03:17:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rilo kiley</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a fragile conviction lies cautionless in the restless wind&lt;br /&gt;an unwanted house guest always finds its way in&lt;br /&gt;i call to my brothers in a concerned tone&lt;br /&gt;i cant help but feel alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why should i&lt;br /&gt;an eternity shy of knowledge&lt;br /&gt;i dont deserve ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hands blistered from heavy petting&lt;br /&gt;actions of lust&lt;br /&gt;time leaves me regretting&lt;br /&gt;kali send me to my grave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was interesting because kali the goddess represents a sense of "mother time" in the hinduism faith because kali translates to kala, which means time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you and me are almost dead, and you're better off for leaving...and your confession rolls out, you're married because you thought your time was running out" rk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand and hand, dare to dance with sarah death.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:39340</id>
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    <title>someone told me there was a girl out there</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T08:10:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T08:10:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>leading the zepplin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;%there is a bench warrant out for my arrest, so i've just been keeping it cool as of lately. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;next semester i just want to take science and dance classes. &lt;br /&gt;#may get a job as a line cook - whatever the fuck they do? im down. im getting a call friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to find a woman that has never never been born.</content>
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    <title>figure it out, shit.</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T03:49:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T03:49:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tori amos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hello mister zebra, can i burrow your sweater? because its cold&lt;br /&gt;                                                          cold&lt;br /&gt;                                                          cold&lt;br /&gt;                                                          cold&lt;br /&gt;                                                          cold.&lt;br /&gt;not a chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was so pretty. why? why? why? did she fall down in the route of revenge? come on pigtail girls and wolves, lets eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday i saw bauhaus with the very much significant dolores up in the wiltern in la la land. there were massive shadows dancing on the walls. i tried to groove with them. and dolores is just cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday i was a kitty that drank to much and threw up hairballs in someones driveway. it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont remember sunday. it must have sucked. or maybe it was a lot of fun. i just dont know. ohh i remember now, i stole and craved pumpkins at bridgett's and we did the time warp, so lets do it again! yeah it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday i called in work and told the boss that i didnt want to come in today or ever again. so i guess im unemployed, and im enjoying it. except everyone is already nagging at me. fuck off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohhhhhh yeaaaaaaaaaaaaa i saw ALICE COOPER in anahiem halloween night. that was soo much fun! and then alden and i had to find a ride home from del mar heights at midnight because cops are nazis. i wish to gobble them up and take laxatives and shit them out all over a wall. so that was fun as well. alice was rad! he had a giatine and was decapitated on stage. and paris hilton got eaten by her dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dias los muertos was cancelled in old town?!?! what kind of fucking bullshit is that?! i fiend for culture, which this piece of shit city most def lacks outside of freeways and late night taco shacks, which i appreciate of course. but we really do have it all wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to start a nudist colony in oregon this summer. i have 20 acres that is going to be let out to myself and anyone who needs a fresh beginning. let me know if you are interested.</content>
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    <title>laughter is free, giggling while dodging cars on the freeway.</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T02:47:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T02:47:38Z</updated>
    <category term="man fuck what you like to know."/>
    <lj:music>tp</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ive come to conclude that my negilence for trying to not be rude is over due. im ruder than you, especially now that ive bleached my hurrr. Yo soy rubia, havent you hurrd? Man, fuck what you heard. Im fly like a bird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daddy legally adopted my sister and i. she changed her last name from luis to lopez. im changing my name from luis to LuLo. yeeaa its going to be my ghost writer name. i have to announce my name change in the paper for 45 days to authorize it, as if someone is going to attempt to refute my demands. ill kill them! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i wont back down. you can stand me up at the gates of hell, but i wont back down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to be a scarecrow for halloween. cant wait for alice cooper! firstwhats going on for halloweenie kiddos?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:38206</id>
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    <title>sheerbrassiere @ 2005-10-20T21:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T04:49:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-21T04:49:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Victorian Shelley enhances the fault of society&lt;br /&gt;Creation of corpses exceeding God's halt&lt;br /&gt;Left defenseless without infusion of rhetorician talk&lt;br /&gt;Conveyed through pages silently, perception locked &lt;br /&gt;Walking tonight with master and creature&lt;br /&gt;Lesh required to control the stalk of nature&lt;br /&gt;Invention of wheel stunted root mechanical measure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im condemned to elusivly crawl towards perfection&lt;br /&gt;unable to comply with genetic selection, im the fault of society&lt;br /&gt;monster yielding the prime living.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:38035</id>
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    <title>im just an alien though and though, just a stranger on the outside looking in</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T20:33:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T20:33:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>oingoboingo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wootwoot! its the happy express cruising through because im through with my dui classes, through with court, through with fines. i get my friday nights back, i get to keep/save my money, FREEDOM of my own time. through this experience ive learned a lot about myself and about people, and the number one thing is that i dont like cynthia cornish. i dont pity the bitch, and id enjoy beating her ass to a bloody bruised pulp!  shit i feel like i shedded pounds just from keeping her stupid fat face away from me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ive turned bitter. but its how i drink my tea. and you know ive always played off key. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://myspace-067.vo.llnwd.net/00220/76/01/220751067_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this picture. where is jamil? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already have three hundred saved, and it isnt much but its going to grow. my own little money tree with branches that im going to climb out of here on before this damn highway builds over my head. i excite myself over ideas of shopping for spices to fill a spice rack. and putting full print wallpaper up to give my own place a brothel effect. and shit im going to start wearing saris. SARAH IN A SARI!!! SARAH IN A SARI!!!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:37790</id>
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    <title>shot myself in the foot now im blind in the head</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T07:04:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T07:04:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I was a boy, the moon was a pearl the sun a yellow gold.&lt;br /&gt;But when I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills were upside down.&lt;br /&gt;But now that I have gone from here there's no place I'd rather be&lt;br /&gt;than to float my chances on the tide Back in the good old world.&lt;br /&gt;On October's last I'll fly back home rolling down winding way.&lt;br /&gt;Scare crows are all dressed in rags out at the edge of the field I lay&lt;br /&gt;and all I've got's a pocket full of flowers on my grave.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but summer is gone I remember it best back in the good old world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so of course when i thought i had settled and cleared all my fines someone scams money$$ from my account. and i dont realize it and ended up losing 250 or so with the money that was stolen and my overdraft fines from the bank. i cant cope living in this city. since ive been home in may all i have done is non stop working to pay for bullshit after bullshit. 800 altogether for my dui fine and alchoholics class. 200 for shoplifting sushi. and then some chump scams me costing me another 250ish. fuck living here. i cant hold onto money and i cant keep friends. i walked out on people i love that dont care about me. and now im bitching to this stupid journal that ive probably deleted like five times in my life. but i always come back because at least i can gain an ounce of relief. and the worst thing i think about living in god damn san diego is that i havent smoked as much pot to keep me happy and sane because i cant afford it and ive only been to the beach a handful of times since i dont drive. im sad sad sad. and now its nine minutes till tomorrow and i have a test in eight hours that ive been studing for but need to still relay over. &lt;br /&gt;i guess im a bad person and deserve all of it. yea yea yea.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>calculating the intangible</title>
    <published>2005-09-30T06:56:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-30T06:56:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>music for the masses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">- Floyd, my fish,died this week. &lt;br /&gt;- because of my lack of direction i can't conquer a bat-a-ma in dance.&lt;br /&gt;- my shades broke. &lt;br /&gt;+ Alden surprised me with a dozen roses. &lt;br /&gt;+ in philo class i embellished a punching arguement on Descartes' error within his theory of substance and impressed my teacher..and more importantly, myself. &lt;br /&gt;+ Ami and I are going to hang out with King Tut in LA this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;+ my mommy hasnt noticed that i've been wearing her gucci shades just yet. &lt;br /&gt;+++pay day is tomorrow!!! going to buy tickets for DEPECHE MODE!!! yea yea yea!&lt;br /&gt;- i miss hiding out in the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this may come off as werid, but i dont care because i believe it. so i dont think ill say it, because as long as i believe it, i know it. and people that understand me already know it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:37159</id>
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    <title>sheerbrassiere @ 2005-09-26T15:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T22:50:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T22:50:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i miss ami natalia. donde esta mi mami? yo quiero bailar para tu buttnakie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vingt mas minutos till i leave this shit hole and get high, porqui yo lead a pathetic existence of work and school. yo tengo stay up late to compensate para lack of party cakes. je reve of running to the desert and not stopping till i find the wizard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOMESICK FOR HUMBOLDT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of coming home to a ransacked room. insisting on tearing me from the unit.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:36974</id>
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    <title>she left me roses by the stairs, surprising that she still cares</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T04:31:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-22T04:31:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">+my parents are talking about moving to north carolina. and i am sooooo down to move with them. &lt;br /&gt;+interested in this school in south carolina with an exstinsive entomology program. university of clemson. there is even an insect and anthropod museum on campus! how exciting!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;-im soooooo sick of living in eastlake!!! pukepukepukie!&lt;br /&gt;-i hate my job because my boss makes me uncomfortable. ohhh yeaaa and i hate my job even more now that i know im the only one making minimum wage. &lt;br /&gt;+called in sick for tomorrow and am going to disneyland instead! damn skippy about that.&lt;br /&gt;+applied for another job today and told the dude to stick my app on top of the stack. starting pay is eight bucks. damn right!&lt;br /&gt;+going to spain in the winter!!!&lt;br /&gt;+-start class on tuesday!?!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:36770</id>
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    <title>sheerbrassiere @ 2005-08-21T09:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-21T16:49:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-21T16:49:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yet my hands are shaking&lt;br /&gt;I feel my body remains, time's no matter, I'm on fire&lt;br /&gt;On the playground, love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ami is so cute when she sleeps. just like a little snugglewofflebear. i read her robert frost poetry as a morning greeting.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i feel so passive about life, passing through my cellular structure is apathetic excuses to be cautious. &lt;br /&gt;because i dont want to care for someone leaving. &lt;br /&gt;he pulled the "love ya" button. ohhhh hell no.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sheerbrassiere:36369</id>
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    <title>since im on a rampage of</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T07:52:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-17T08:01:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"dont ever try conacting me again bitch. i'm so glad you cant drive
until youre 21 or whatever...i dont care what you do with yourself
until then or after then or whatever.i DONT GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU. if
you were to die, i wouldnt care. stop blaming me for your misfortunes.
i dont care that your a DRUG ADDICT. i dont care about whatever you say
about me cuz no matter what, in the end, I'M NOT YOU. and that makes me
one happy fucking bitch, fat or not! so GET BENT and leave me the fuck
alone before i place a restraining order on your ass. all i tried to be
was a good friend...but youre CLUELESS to that. YOURE OBLIVIOUS."
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hhahahahhah cynthia cornish sucks!!!!! she got all hurt and slit her
wrists because i said she looks like a bloody anus and she then replied
with this. at least i have a job bitch!! AND I CAN SEE MY
TOES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ohhh man it was sooo funny when she broke
her fucking nose and when i pushed her ass to the ground. ohhhhhh but
whats even funnier IS THAT CYNTHIA IS GOING TO LOOK LIKE A SHRUNKEN
HEAD DEMON LIKE HER MOM WHEN SHE GETS OLD!&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;i get such a kick out of people who dont understand how i lost
weight and just assume im on drugs. NOOOO its called getting ooff of
the fucking couch!!!!!!!! illl help you out by walking your ridiculous
ass on a lesh.

anyways..i do have grand friends that i will have forever because i have known them forever. here is a couple recent pictures of michelle my belle and i. we have been friends since the third grade OMG!
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    <title>alden sucks!</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T00:57:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-17T00:57:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i think you are a little weenie shit. yeaaa basically you are all talk "i dont want to be your friend" "i hate you" "i wish i never met you" blah blah "you're a dirty slut" "you're a cunt" "you never cared" and all the other bullshit that your lips flap out...&amp; then you have the audicity to post pictures of me topless in my friend's journal, spit in my face, and fucking wish cancer onto someone that you have never even met?!?!?!? and i sat there trying to be tolerant of your crap because "ohhhhhhhbooohooo im still in love you with you because hi my name is alden and im a little bitch". yeaaaaaaa and you think you are soo tough, when really its just an emotional bluff because you are immature and cant cope with realtity. i think you deserve your ass beaten to the ground, not to the pulp but yeaaa to the ground. you really never knew who i was, or did you care to know me for what i am worth. and im worthy of respect, and love that isnt tainted with selfish standards. you straight up talk shit about my family to me...im straight face when i say FUCK YOU ALDEN MEDINA! i dealt with your crap for too long, and now im dealing the cards. and oh what do you know?!?! you're the fucking joker. hahah and its too bad that you arent laughing, because i think its damn funny.</content>
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    <title>sheerbrassiere @ 2005-08-15T16:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-15T23:51:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">OQA GYHSHF sooooo angry! i missed his call from around the world!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;im attaching my cell phone to my face so i dont miss it again. maybe ill make an earring out of it.</content>
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