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  <title>And he tried to get into the bible</title>
  <subtitle>but it never got into him</subtitle>
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    <name>You're a rabid anti-dentite!</name>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-12-21T23:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-22T04:08:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-22T04:08:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_nebraska_' lj:user='nebraska_' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/nebraska_/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://users.livejournal.com/nebraska_/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;nebraska_&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I know.  Just add it.&lt;br /&gt;I added a few of you already, but it's getting late &lt;br /&gt;and I've got Christmas presents to wrap.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-12-07T21:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T02:37:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T02:38:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 12 degrees outside right now and I hate that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Florida Friday morning and I hate that too.&lt;br /&gt;My japanese skirt looks pretty cool with my boots, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel completely unoriginal.  My lack of &lt;br /&gt;creativity lately is making me feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;I want to paint and write and stich and photograph.&lt;br /&gt;And I want all of it to turn out incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on top of all that I want to be smart.&lt;br /&gt;I want to study literature, philosophy,&lt;br /&gt;government, religion and language. And I want to&lt;br /&gt;understand all of it. And when I'm 27 I want to&lt;br /&gt;debate the symbolism in great literary works&lt;br /&gt;with my husband at the dinner table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, I want to be bragged about. &lt;br /&gt;And no, I don't think that's too much to ask.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-12-03T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-04T03:18:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-04T03:18:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You should do it to make me smile.&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a really good few days,&lt;br /&gt;so don't ruin it by not doing as I ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I ______Chelsea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Chelsea is _______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I want to ______ Chelsea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chelsea reminds me of ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Without Chelsea ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The best thing about Chelsea is ____.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I think Chelsea should ______.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If Chelsea were here right now I'd ___.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If Chelsea gave me a kiss I'd ______.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-12-03T11:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-03T16:26:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-03T16:26:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got to hang out with Jessie and Angie yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Then we met up with Chrissy and she's super cute too.&lt;br /&gt;Then I got into Michigan State.  And now I'm happy.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-12-01T16:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T21:19:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T21:19:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Getting haircuts is the best.&lt;br /&gt;Finishing an essay and going to work is not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going Christmas shopping tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to wrap everything I buy as soon as I get home.&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas I'm getting a digital camera! And a keyboard!&lt;br /&gt;Florida will be a nice break from life here, too.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure the month following will save me.&lt;br /&gt;How exciting. Happy December, everyone.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-11-27T17:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-27T23:13:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-27T23:14:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I ate a hot dog and macaroni and cheese for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like I was a 7 year old kid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when I think myself sad.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-11-26T13:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T19:46:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T20:00:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Violent Femmes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;Nine Inmates Escape From Jail, Five Recaptured&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAKIMA, Wash. (Nov. 26) - Four maximum security inmates, including one murder defendant, were at large Saturday after they and five other men used &lt;i&gt;a rope made of bed sheets&lt;/i&gt; to escape from the Yakima County Jail, authorities said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My break has been good thus far. &lt;br /&gt;Work has been bearable.  &lt;br /&gt;It snowed just enough. &lt;br /&gt;I got to see Sean..twice.&lt;br /&gt;I had the most entertaining Thanksgiving I've had in years.&lt;br /&gt;I finally had a sleepover with Angela.&lt;br /&gt;And I got McDonald's breakfast. &lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I can hardly stand my computer any longer&lt;br /&gt;and my sewing machine has also decided to gang up on me.</content>
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    <title>I'm taking a remedial art class for fuck-ups and retards.</title>
    <published>2005-11-22T02:45:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-22T16:19:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beulah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;Why I've gone from miserable to happy in a matter of 24 hours: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ My grades are, yet again, kickass.&lt;br /&gt;+ I get to drop Pre-Calc second semester &lt;br /&gt;+ My journalism portfolio is coming together&lt;br /&gt;+ I get to hang out with Jessie and Laura tomorrow and shoppppp&lt;br /&gt;+ No one's blaming me for the computer virus though it's entirely my fault&lt;br /&gt;+ One day of school until break&lt;br /&gt;+ One more cardmarking til the year is half over&lt;br /&gt;+ My shirt making skills are returning&lt;br /&gt;+ I'm going to sleep soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I feel better.  I wish I didn't have those little anxiety attacks.&lt;br /&gt;I hope this lasts.  I feel really positive about everything right now.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-11-20T21:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-21T03:24:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-21T03:24:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wish I remembered what it was like to have friends.&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember the last time I felt this miserable.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-11-20T14:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T20:17:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T20:17:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think my least favorite thing in the world is waking up to screaming on Sunday mornings and knowing that I haven't anywhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm discouraged, sad and for the first time in a long time, scared.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't supposed to be this way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when good nights are ruined by computer viruses and the smell of paint.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-11-16T20:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-17T02:22:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-17T02:24:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Against Me!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;It was the first snow of the season and I hung out with Angie and had Taco Bell.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot how much I love driving around, blaring music and interpretive dancing. &lt;br /&gt;Plus, I got a telephone call that I'm still smiling about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm almost done with Sean's shirt.  Then I'm making one for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm making one for Sara.  I hope to be done by Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm going to Florida this coming December.&lt;br /&gt;I might go again later on for awhile and intern at a magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping this year will be the death of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY "X-MAS" LIST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] new glasses&lt;br /&gt;[2] digital camera&lt;br /&gt;[3] DVDs, including: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;-Rushmore&lt;br /&gt;-Life Aquatic&lt;br /&gt;-The Royal Tenenbaums&lt;br /&gt;-Annie Hall&lt;br /&gt;(more to come)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4] MK&amp;A t-shirt from FredFlare.com&lt;br /&gt;[5] close-up filter (and all other filters, really)&lt;br /&gt;[6] new black shoes&lt;br /&gt;[7] position of the day calendar from Urban Outfitters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's more, I'm sure.  I can never think of anything when I try to make a list.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-11-10T15:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T21:45:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T21:45:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">News:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;I did the hokey pokey today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;My nails are red and my hoodie is too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;I'm really tired of even mildly healthy food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;I'm getting new underwear tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;I need to brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;I want to see about The Weatherman, Shopgirl,&lt;br /&gt;Ice Harvest(...Mr. Cusack), and The Squid and the Whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;A haircut has become absolutely necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;I played around with my layout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-11-08T21:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T03:41:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T03:41:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love that it gets dark at 5:45 now.&lt;br /&gt;I love that it's getting closer and closer to Winter.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I loved Fall, but I don't mind that it's over.&lt;br /&gt;I want it to be white outside.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have candles burning.&lt;br /&gt;I want to wear warm, winter coats.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make my way through the crowded malls.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if it's cheesey; the holidays make me smile.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-11-01T16:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T22:14:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T22:15:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Halloween was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;Carving pumpkins was a pain in the ass but it was fun nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;I did most of Sean's homework for him.&lt;br /&gt;Who knew I was so good at physics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work all this coming weekend which is just the pits. &lt;br /&gt;So is the headache that I have right now.&lt;br /&gt;But I think I did well on both my tests today.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm starting to understand my math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/yesmam.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Looking at them, looking at me, looking at them &lt;/small&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom thinks I need a hoodie that doesn't match my hair.&lt;br /&gt;I think that she couldn't be more wrong.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-29T12:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-29T18:00:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-29T18:00:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Violent Femmes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My mom is watching football and screaming at the television.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that beats her screaming at me, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is bright red.  Pictures tonight or tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean, Angie and I went to Stan and Eric's show last night.&lt;br /&gt;It was really cute.  I want to see them more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making CD's is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;You're late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My back hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I want japanese take-out and my Annie Hall dvd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's move to Seattle.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-25T19:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T00:10:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T00:14:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I've got this new screenname, right.&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;b&gt;tokyo schmokyo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be crushed if you don't add it, but maybe&lt;br /&gt;it'll be something new and different for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;News:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-wrote a short story I liked; going to write another&lt;br /&gt;-falling in love with Photoshop all over again&lt;br /&gt;-met and loved Sean's family&lt;br /&gt;-became smart enough to beat a computer virus&lt;br /&gt;-held myself back from giving someone the finger today&lt;br /&gt;-did kickass on my report card when I hardly even tried to&lt;br /&gt;-The Godfather is one of the most tragic movies I've ever seen. I've never been so utterly impressed with a film.&lt;br /&gt;-felt good about myself&lt;br /&gt;-my dad went to conferences and when my Trig. student teacher said I needed to use my time more wisely he goes "so I said to her 'screw you...bitch.'"  I don't care if he really didn't, it was still hilarious.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-20T16:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T21:45:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T21:51:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I used to look like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/newmyspace1edit.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/ughhhyeah.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/hair.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/stupidstupid.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better ones after this weekend.  I promise.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-17T16:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T21:09:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T21:09:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The only things that made me feel good today were cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;after school and putting on a shirt straight out of the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it here.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-15T11:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-15T16:30:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-15T16:30:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Waiting is unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my new hair-cut.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures: Tuesday or Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's stange how you can think you know something&lt;br /&gt;but come to find out that you couldn't have been&lt;br /&gt;more wrong.  And how when you realize what it really&lt;br /&gt;is like, it's okay.  And you're okay.  And things are just...better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to a haunted house.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to know a magician.&lt;br /&gt;And I'd die to be an artist.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-11T14:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-11T19:43:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-11T19:50:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Van Morrison</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm updating my journal when I've got approximately &lt;br /&gt;47 minutes to finish an essay that I haven't started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got scholarship information at school today and if&lt;br /&gt;I work on The State News at MSU I can get $2000 annually.&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty neat.  I'm going to talk to Knudson about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a haircut appointment on Thursday and a color&lt;br /&gt;appointment next Tuesday.  &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Cut:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/cutehaircutthatimgetting.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Color:&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/redhair.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should tell me how cute I'll look. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angela and I are going to get our nose rings soon.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like we haven't hung out in 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drew portraits today in Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was very appreciative for them.&lt;br /&gt;It could've been some of my best work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sweater and pigtails make me feel cute &amp; the &lt;br /&gt;smell of fall is one of the most relaxing things ever.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-07T21:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T02:54:11Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Stolen from Miss Melissa&lt;br /&gt;1) Bold what is true about you.&lt;br /&gt;2) Italicize what you wish was true about you.&lt;br /&gt;3) Add one true thing about you to the end of the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I don't watch much TV these days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own lots of books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I love to play video games.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried marijuana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I've watched porn movies.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I believe honesty is always the best policy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I curse sometimes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;br /&gt;I have broken someone's bones.&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret that I am ashamed to reveal.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I'm paranoid at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need/want money right now.&lt;br /&gt;I love sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I talk really, really fast.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have fresh breath in the morning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have long hair.&lt;br /&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have at least one sibling.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born in a country outside of the U.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I couldn't survive without Caller I.D.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have lied to a good friend in the last 6 months.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think prostitution should be legalized.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept with a roommate.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I love to shop and/or window shop.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I'm obsessed with my Xanga or Livejournal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't hate anyone. I dislike them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;br /&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have a cell phone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I've rejected someone before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I currently like/love someone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I want to have children in the future.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have a lot to learn.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I’m online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have at least 5 away messages saved.&lt;br /&gt;I have tried alcohol or drugs before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own the "South Park" movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or Livejournal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy some country music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I would die for my best friends.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I'm obsessive, and often a perfectionist.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have dated a close friend's ex.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I am happy at this moment.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m obsessed with guys.&lt;br /&gt;Democrat.&lt;br /&gt;Conservative Republican.&lt;br /&gt;I am punk rockish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I go for older guys/girls, not younger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I’ve ever met.&lt;br /&gt;I can work on a car.&lt;br /&gt;I love my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;br /&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;br /&gt;I spend ridiculous amounts of money on makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am proficient on a musical instrument.&lt;br /&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;br /&gt;I went to college out of state.&lt;br /&gt;I am adopted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I am a pyro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have thrown up from crying too much.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fall for the worst people and have been hurt every time.&lt;br /&gt;I adore bright colors.&lt;br /&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;br /&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;br /&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;br /&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;br /&gt;I still have every journal I’ve ever written in.&lt;br /&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I've often thought that I was born in the wrong century.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;br /&gt;I am completely tree-huggy spiritual, and I'm not ashamed at all.&lt;br /&gt;If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one murder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I cosplayed or know what cosplaying is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;br /&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy a nice glass of wine with dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am ambidextrous.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with so many stuffed animals, I can hardly fit on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for having to see other people naked, I'd live in a nudist colony.&lt;br /&gt;I have terrible teeth.&lt;br /&gt;I hate my toes.&lt;br /&gt;I have more friends on the internet than in real life.&lt;br /&gt;I have lived in either three different states or countries.&lt;br /&gt;I am extremely flexible.&lt;br /&gt;I love hugs more than kisses.&lt;br /&gt;I want to own my own business.&lt;br /&gt;I smoke.&lt;br /&gt;I spend way too much time on the computer than on anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody has ever said I'm normal.&lt;br /&gt;Sad movies, games, fics and the like can cause a trickle of tears every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;I am proficient in the use of many types of firearms and combat weapons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like the way women look in stylized men's suits.&lt;/b&gt; HAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when people are unpleased or seem unpleased with me.&lt;br /&gt;I have been described as a dreamer or likely to have my head up in the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;I have played strip poker with someone else before.&lt;br /&gt;I have had emotional problems for which I have sought professional help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I believe in ghosts and the paranormal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand being alone.&lt;br /&gt;I have at least one obsession at any given time.&lt;br /&gt;I weigh myself, pee/poo, and then weigh myself again.&lt;br /&gt;I consistently spend way too much money on obsessions-of-the-moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have traveled on more than one continent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wish my father would just disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I need people to tell me I'm good at something in order to feel that I am.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a Libertarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can speak more than one language.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can fall asleep even if the whole room is as noisy as it can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I would rather read than watch TV.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like reading fact more than fiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have pulled an all-nighter on an assignment I was given a month to do.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no piercings.&lt;br /&gt;I have spent the night in a train station or other public place.&lt;br /&gt;I have been so upset over my physical gender that I cried.&lt;br /&gt;I once spent Christmas completely alone because there was a miscommunication on which parent was supposed to have me that night.&lt;br /&gt;I've been married and am now divorced.&lt;br /&gt;There have been times when I have wondered "Why was I born?" and may/may not have cried over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I like most animals better than most people.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I own a collection of retro games consoles.&lt;br /&gt;I have hit someone with a dead fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I have written/read erotic stories.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am compulsively honest.&lt;br /&gt;I was born with a congenital birth defect that has never been repaired.&lt;br /&gt;I have danced topless in front of dozens of complete strangers. And not been ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;I have gone from wishing I was a boy to revelling in being a girl to feeling like a boy again in the span of five minutes, and not cared a whit for my actual sex.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes won't sleep a whole night or eat a whole day because I forget to.&lt;br /&gt;I find it impossible to get to sleep without some kind of music on.&lt;br /&gt;I dislike milk.&lt;br /&gt;I obsessively wash my hands.&lt;br /&gt;I always carry something significant around with me.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'd rather wear a wig in day-to-day life than use my own hair.&lt;br /&gt;I've pushed myself to become more self-aware and thereby more aware of others.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I live on my own I still cry sometimes because I miss my mother.&lt;br /&gt;I hand wrote all the HTML tags in this document.&lt;br /&gt;I've liked something which a majority of people claimed was either bad or weird.&lt;br /&gt;I have been clinically dead for a brief period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Instead of feeling sympathy/empathy with people and their problems, I simply become annoyed.&lt;/b&gt; Not all. I'm not completely heartless.&lt;br /&gt;I am a virgin. &lt;br /&gt;I participate/have participated in auto drag races and won.&lt;br /&gt;I do not 'get' most comedy acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm a mean bitch...and I'm (not always) proud of it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've made real clothes and actually worn them in public.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy math.&lt;br /&gt;I have played golf in the rain on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I may look confident on the outside, but sometimes, my self-esteem is lower than Dante's 9th Circle of Hell.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am horrible at remembering names.&lt;br /&gt;I am bi-navel (I have two belly-buttons.)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get satisfaction out of seeing the people I love hurt (emotionally/spiritually) because I still have a grudge about something they did to me in the past.&lt;br /&gt;I have calluses on the bottoms of my feet.&lt;br /&gt;I have a hard time opening up to people, and build a wall around me, although not intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I dye/cut my hair when I am upset.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I'm happiest when I'm in the darkroom. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kari and her cutecutecute baby Blake. &lt;br /&gt;He'll be one this November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/kari.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/mrspierling.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/adorable.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/cover.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v166/heyitschels/closeup.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-05T19:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T00:29:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T00:29:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just despise how I've been feeling lately.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it's for the reason that I think.&lt;br /&gt;I hope that tomorrow helps.&lt;br /&gt;I know this weekend will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grades aren't what they could be.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I can bring them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drive me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bad person, but I have a new icon.</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-10-03T14:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T20:06:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T20:07:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Blinded by the Light</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's weird how long its&lt;br /&gt;been since my last update.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicago was okay. My camera broke.&lt;br /&gt;The pictures I have aren't&lt;br /&gt;really worth posting in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate food.  Nothing tastes good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really fucking sick of my icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean and Angie and I  are going to&lt;br /&gt;the cider mill this weekend.  Maybe&lt;br /&gt;even a haunted house? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rented Lords of Dogtown.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't at all what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;I hated Heath Ledger and fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should all, however, rent Crash.&lt;br /&gt;It's one of the best movies I've seen&lt;br /&gt;in a while.  Well worth the $4 fee.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a stupid update.  I apologize. &lt;br /&gt;Not really. You can all fuck yourselves if you don't like it.</content>
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    <title>;the truth is we are not even friends</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T20:49:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T20:49:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bowie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I leave for Chicago on Thursday.  &lt;br /&gt;I'll be back Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;I've got money to spend and pictures to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Mr. Schopieray even more &lt;br /&gt;when he helps me after school. &lt;br /&gt;I might not even fail my Chem II test now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a haircut &amp; dieting is really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things I need to do: &lt;br /&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Pack for my trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Study, study, study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Set up my sewing machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Go to the thrift store/Joe's Army-Navy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Make better food choices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Buy blank CDs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Stop worrying over you</content>
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    <title>maryloulovesyou @ 2005-09-10T21:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-11T02:10:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-11T02:10:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Destroyer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My birthday was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a horrible penpal.&lt;br /&gt;I say what I think.&lt;br /&gt;I think you're too self-centered.&lt;br /&gt;And I think you're dramatic.&lt;br /&gt;And a big fat liar.&lt;br /&gt;  [Clouds in my coffee, baby.]&lt;br /&gt;Chicago in less than two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;But no homecoming dance for me.&lt;br /&gt;I have the most wonderful telephoto&lt;br /&gt;lens in the whole wide world.</content>
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