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  <title>Bri</title>
  <subtitle>Bri</subtitle>
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    <name>Bri</name>
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  <updated>2005-10-09T20:51:31Z</updated>
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    <title>OMG, it's been a long time since I updated...</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T20:51:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T20:51:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Smells Like Teen Spirit - Nirvana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow, i'm bad at this, in haven't updated in a month.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe its midterms already. How did the first half of the semester pass so fast. I'm totally screwed for all the exams i have this week... AHHH&lt;br /&gt;I did some public speaking yesterday for the AW slideshow, it was scary, but i survived&lt;br /&gt;My mom is coming to visit on fri... i don't think i have ever been this excited to see her before&lt;br /&gt;Life is good, but i really need to figure out whats happening next semester since my roomie is leaving and i don't want to get with some ass-hat&lt;br /&gt;I ate at El Rodeo last night with KJ and her daddy and Esther.. i'm still full&lt;br /&gt;yay for brigade Z reunion tonight&lt;br /&gt;boo for Hinduism exam</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bananabri:7582</id>
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    <title>My So-Called Life (wasn't that a great show?)</title>
    <published>2005-09-12T15:15:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-12T15:15:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ani (who else)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A basic update of my life... mostly for the sake of Alana, who claims I never tell her anything...&lt;br /&gt;I am now In College, yay, Earlham College to be exact, if you want my address, its on my AIM profile...&lt;br /&gt;I have moved from my home, the AWESOME city of Boston, to live in the midwest... why you may ask... cuz Earlham is AWESOME as well...&lt;br /&gt;My friends rock... except for Katherine Jordan, who is stinky...&lt;br /&gt;Esther makes me happy, why? because she's Esther...&lt;br /&gt;I am taking the following classes... &lt;br /&gt;   -Hinduism and Buddhism&lt;br /&gt;   -History of Non-Violent Social Movements&lt;br /&gt;   -Symbolic Logic&lt;br /&gt;   -Heat and Dust: Imagining India on Film&lt;br /&gt;   -LLC (ugh)&lt;br /&gt;   -and my Lifegaurding Instructors Course&lt;br /&gt;I am involved in the following clubs&lt;br /&gt;   -AAR (action against rape)&lt;br /&gt;   -Spectrum&lt;br /&gt;   -FDTF (feelings you dare to tell your friends)&lt;br /&gt;   -Genderscope (which i am sort of helping to run)&lt;br /&gt;I am enjoying college, I am working harder than I usually do, like actually putting in effort, surprised anyone?&lt;br /&gt;At Earlham we do things like play kickball in the mud on a rainy day, Little Two, discuss how freakishly angsty we all are, talk about sex way to much, have intense games of capture the flag in the middle of the night, get naked...&lt;br /&gt;I have found a new home.</content>
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    <title>WTF</title>
    <published>2005-09-02T17:33:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-02T17:33:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>esther's making funny noises</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i just recived this e-mail from my AD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Brianna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have received a report alleging your involvement in an incident on 9/1/05 &lt;br /&gt;at approximately 12am.  Specifically it was written that found sick and &lt;br /&gt;vomiting in the women's restroom.  According to the report you are also &lt;br /&gt;dealing with several issues.  In order to further investigate what happened &lt;br /&gt;this night and to address some of the concerns that you raised I would like &lt;br /&gt;to meet with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact me to meet by calling x1244 or by replying to this email by &lt;br /&gt;next Monday (9/5/05).  This meeting should take place prior to next Friday &lt;br /&gt;(9/9/05).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please feel free to contact me if you have any questions or concerns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katy Higbee&lt;br /&gt;Area Director&lt;br /&gt;Earlham College&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF, ok, so this didn't happen, and I'm confused...</content>
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    <title>Back From the Wild</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T21:50:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-22T21:50:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Go Ask Alice - Jefferson Airplane</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I have indeed returned from my great advernture, which was amazing, and i have lots of stories to tell, but absolutely no time to tell them. New Student Orientation is so crammed full that I'm going crazy. Yes, for those of you who don't know, I have finally begun college, yay.&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who are expecting e-mails, namely Alana, it's coming, but i want to tell you everything, and i don't have time to sit down and write it just now. I'm off for dinner at my advisor's house, love to all...</content>
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    <title>bananabri @ 2005-07-21T12:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-21T16:06:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-21T16:06:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This will be my last entry before I head for Earlham.&lt;br /&gt;I leave tommorrow morning at 6am.&lt;br /&gt;To those I haven't had a chance to say goodbye to, I love you and I'll see you in November.&lt;br /&gt;To my girl, you'll always be in my heart, I Love You.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao</content>
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    <title>leaving...</title>
    <published>2005-07-11T23:00:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-11T23:00:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>since u been gone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"all my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...."&lt;br /&gt;      -or not, cuz I have SO MUCH friggin packing to do&lt;br /&gt;but yea, I'm leaving, in ten days I will dissapear, never to be seen again... or at least not till thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;i'm sad, and happy,and anxious,and excited... whole jumble of emotions really&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss my munchkin, i wont get to see his first steps or teach him my name... i've been there for his entire life, and now i'll be missing so much important stuff... i hope he doesnt forget about me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss my friends, although they are all leaving too, so this is inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;i'll miss my family... especially my nana&lt;br /&gt;and most of all I'll miss my girl... my heart alreay hurts with the thought of not sleeping with her arms wrapped around me, and not hearing her sweet voice almost every morning, and not getting to kiss her goodnight, or snuggle on the couch, or even just look at her&lt;br /&gt;but alas, with each ending comes a beggining, and so I'm off for a new chapter in life, and i look forward to all that is holds, the good and the bad...&lt;br /&gt;if i don't see you before i go... then goodbye&lt;br /&gt;but if i like you, i'll probably try to see you.&lt;br /&gt;love to all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i need to go put some pants on, because my friends are coming over...</content>
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    <title>Best Birthday Ever</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T11:43:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T11:43:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a pretty rockin 20th birthday. Def the best on in memory.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 430 to pee, then the damn birds kept me up, so i woke up my girly and annoyed her for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Slept some more till about 8ish. Then got up. Not sure why, but i guess i was excited (i haven't been home for my b-day in five years).&lt;br /&gt;Relaxed and watched some CSI. Then spent the afternoon sailing with my girl, my sister, her gf, and another friend. It was the most BEAUTIFUL day for sailing. I spent most of the sail sunbathing on the bow anddangling my feet in the water.&lt;br /&gt;Later we went out to a nice dinner, then I got presents, wOOt.&lt;br /&gt;Next day had a party. Hot as BALLS, but good fun all the same.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, I'm old..... hrm.</content>
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    <title>Holy Crap</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T01:51:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T01:51:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Holy Crap, I'm gonna be twenty on saturday...&lt;br /&gt;Also Holy Crap, i leave Boston for good in a month...&lt;br /&gt;Holy Crap...</content>
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    <title>Boobs</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T19:26:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-08T19:26:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, the new boobs have arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Sugery went well, but they still hurt quite a bit. &lt;br /&gt;Still very swollen, but already lookin good.&lt;br /&gt;Would love some visiters... i'm not workin this week or the next... come show me some lovin.</content>
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    <title>Kiss Concert 2005</title>
    <published>2005-05-22T19:49:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-22T19:49:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gwen Stefani - Hollaback Girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Holy shit&lt;br /&gt;First row seats&lt;br /&gt;got a guitar pick from Good Charlotte, a sweaty towel from Bowling for Soup, and touch numerous celebrity's includign WILL SMITH and 4 out of 5 BACKSTREET BOYS...&lt;br /&gt;wOOt, i'm in teeny-bopper heaven</content>
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    <title>are you surprised? i'm not so sure that you were...</title>
    <published>2005-05-19T20:01:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-19T20:01:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>chick habit...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1116200631PortiaDerossi.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;The Surprise! Dyke&lt;/b&gt;. Despite the dead giveaways, such as the tattoos and love of the L Word, people still seem to think that you're straight. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;The Surprise! 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(Inspired by Curve Mag.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>woohoo, i might not go to hell...</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T15:13:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T15:13:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="200" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFD391"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFBF9A"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA5A5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will die in a duel.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>jury duty sucks my non-existent balls...</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T17:54:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T17:54:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the kiss that counted - catie curtis</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so yea, i got sick, really sick, then i had to do jury duty, while sick... it was not fun.&lt;br /&gt;but i do have the most amazing girlfriend in the world who came over and took care of me and snuggled with me even tho i was all pukey and gross. she is the sweetest person i have ever met and takes such good care of me. i am so incredibly lucky to have her.&lt;br /&gt;and we're gonna go to six flags... beat that suckas</content>
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    <title>Wow, its been awhile...</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T23:45:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T23:45:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>David Snoring</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yea, I suck at updating, but heres a quick synopsis of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Had an awesome trip to Atlanta, and even took my little cuz to Six Flags over Georgia, which rocked my socks off.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to be away from my girl for a whole week, but now i have her back in my arms, and everything is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;My baby is getting SOOOOO big, i love him so much. Two teeth now, and the most retarded crawl i have ever seen, but hey, whatever works for him.&lt;br /&gt;and sadly, nothing else has happened... poo, my life is a little boring, but really, i'm lovin it.&lt;br /&gt;Currently chillin while my little guy sleeps. I have never seen him go down as fast as he did tonight. I has been awake since noon, so i put him in his sleeper, walked up and down the hall once, then plopped him in the crib, it was so amazing, that has never been so easy. Lets just hope he stays asleep through my shows, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be 20 next month... a little freaky. This'll be the first time i'll actually be home since i was like 14. I was thinking barbeque at mine or maybe bowling. all my Winsor girls and my NEU friends are invited, tell me what you think we should do guys.&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all, I need to see people, call me.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>rockin the suburbs...</title>
    <published>2005-04-17T21:20:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-17T21:20:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So here i am in Atlanta where the weather is absolutly perfect, mid 70s and not a cloud in the sky. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;David's dedication ceremony was this morning, he looked like a little prince, very cute ( I have pics, yay)&lt;br /&gt;Been having a good time with the cousins, I get to drivew them around alot, but its nice to spend time with them, Jason, the oldest, had his prom last night, so it was fun to mess with him when he was all hungover this morning. Kelsay and Evan and I, and possibly Jason, are all going to Six Flags over Georgia this following Sat, which should be awesome, i love me some Roller Coasters.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Suzy made the mistake of sending Evan and I to the grocery store today, and Evan is the junk food king, tho you wouldn't know it from his skinny little body, he's such a string-bean. WE returned with more junk than you can ever imagine, but with four teenagers under one roof, I'm sure it'll all be gone within the week.&lt;br /&gt;Maggie, the little shit-zu (yea, i dont think you spell it like that, ah well) is so adorable and cuddly, its hysterical to play with her, we got some funny videos, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you baby, hope you are feeling better, call me anytime.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>VACATION</title>
    <published>2005-04-15T15:34:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-15T15:34:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Baby Beethoven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Off to Sunny Georgia for the next 9 days. Yay for sunny skys, blooming flowers, and seeing my cousins. &lt;br /&gt;I will be missing a certain someone quite a bit tho... nine days seems like and awefully long time :(&lt;br /&gt;I had to get a tetanus shot this morning, boo. &lt;br /&gt;I am in desperate ned of this vacation, I am so extremely exhausted. Hopefully I'll get at least a base tan while watching the numerous soccer and lacrosse games i will be attending.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good one :)</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>wOOt... spring has arrived</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T20:06:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T20:06:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Kissed A Girl - Jill Sobule</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Life is good, and actually pretty fun. &lt;br /&gt;I got an EXTREMELY hot lap dance the other night from the gorgeous Destiny, omg, it made my life. &lt;br /&gt;I got a new tattoo a couple of weeks ago, I dunno if I ever mentioned that. I love it, its on the inside of my right wrist and it is a butterfly, and part of the wing is made out of the letter K in order to keep Kevin with me always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;I got to sneak into the Marino center today useing Dani's ID and play some B-Ball with some super fun chicas. It was a good time, although I can't breathe right now thanks to my cold, so I was the Ref for awhile and then I played Knowckout...I actually did ok, tho i never won, the Alphas are just too good for me. &lt;br /&gt;Right now I am avoiding doing the physical labor that my dad is trying to impose on me. Ugh, stacking wood sucks.&lt;br /&gt;L Word tonight if anyone feels like coming...&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking it could be fun to have a Barbeque here once everyone is done with finals, any thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;Much Love...</content>
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    <title>bananabri @ 2005-04-06T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-06T18:10:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-06T18:10:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Meow Mix Jingle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Things are good... very good.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop smiling thanks to a certain someone.&lt;br /&gt;The weather is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Life is wonderful... yay life.</content>
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    <title>GOONIES... wOOt :)</title>
    <published>2005-03-26T07:35:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-26T07:35:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>clock ticking...going insane...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Midnight movie, awesome as usual. &lt;br /&gt;HEY YOU GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who does agood Truffle Shuffle, gets cookies...</content>
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    <title>What a Mess...</title>
    <published>2005-03-26T02:47:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-26T02:47:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Think I Love You - David Cassidy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">They say that bad things happen in threes... it's true.&lt;br /&gt;So after running numerous errands, I was on my way to have lunch with Wanda, when the flashing lights pulled up beside me. IT WAS THE POLI MAN (I love Julia). I pull over, he comes up to the window, walkin’ all funny cuz of the ginormous STICK UP HIS ASS, and he asks for my license and registration. I give him my license, and start looking for the registration. He tells me that I apparently didn't take a long enough pause at the stop sign. I paused you see, came to a stop, but it wasn't then regulation three second stop. grrrr. Meanwhile, I'm still looking for the registration (I truly have no idea what it even looks like, but I pretend). Now in order to get the whole picture, I must describe my current state. The baby is in the back of the car, in his car seat, surrounded by baby toys and bags and such, cuz my car is a total disaster. I have a giant pile of dry cleaning next to me on the passenger seat. I had drool down my left shoulder (the baby's not mine, to clarify), and lord knows I didn't brush my hair this morning, and it was sticking up in about 20 directions. He looks at me, then at my license again (I am pretty sure he was checking my age. Then he looks at David, who is making his "I'm bored, entertain me" noise (sort of a never-ending ahhhhhhhhhhhhh *breath* ahhhhhhhh). The he asks me if the baby is mine, I turn to him and say, "Yes, Sir". He gets this look on his face and says "Take it easy Ma'am, Have a nice day" and walks off (I still was looking for the registration). Apparently he had enough pity to let go the poor frazzled teenage mother, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't even get a warning, but still, not a fun experience, but wait, there’s more...&lt;br /&gt;Then went to have lunch with Wanda, we ate our bagels while David played with my keys on the floor. Then I went to find a computer to watch a dvd on. I was TRYING to be helpful by watching a pre-k video on diversity to help Wanda decide if it was worth using at school. I try every comp I can find that's accessible, but to no avail, the newer comps with dvd players are in the locked computer labs. Wanda gives me the key, I unlock the door and promptly set off the school alarm. GREAT, just what I needed. We get it turned off,and are working on calling the alarm company when Wanda informs me that that's the wrong computer lab, she wanted me to go to the OTHER one, that has no alarm. Stupid me, I got confused.&lt;br /&gt;So I head over to the other computer lab, still carrying the extremely heavy baby (who I've been holding this whole time, ps), and go to unlock the computer lab that DOESN'T have an alarm.&lt;br /&gt;You can probably guess what happened next.&lt;br /&gt;If you guessed that this computer lab had a newly installed alarm system, YOU WERE RIGHT! This alarm is even louder, and there are flashy lights involved. By the time we got this alarm turned off, got ahold of the school maintenance director, and called the alarm company, You don't even want to know the state I was in. Wanda, meanwhile, was laughing her ass off.&lt;br /&gt;So that about sums it up.&lt;br /&gt;I am soon headed out with Hillary (the smelly potato girl) and probably others, to see the classic 80's flick GOONIES (YAY) at Fenway's Midnight Movie. Hopefully my bad things will stop at three. If not, I might be dead by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye Cruel World.</content>
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    <title>BOOOO</title>
    <published>2005-03-23T03:46:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-23T03:46:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My dog'smaking wierd noises...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't updated in awhile, but sadly, nothing all that interesting has occured...&lt;br /&gt;Uyen and Ro are staying here, and we have indeed been living the good life. Sleeping late, relaxing, shopping, staying up to ungodly hours of the night. Good times have been had by all.&lt;br /&gt;In other news, has anyone seen my glasses?&lt;br /&gt;Another fun night at Axis yesterday, a bit shocking for Ro perhaps, but fun. OMG Destiny is so hot I want to have her children...&lt;br /&gt;Mom and Dad coem back tommorrow night. Which is good, although I wa enjoying having the house to myself..no nagging, I like that.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am off to reada book, which would be alot easier if I could find my glasses, I think the cleaning lady hid them and they shall turn up in some completely obscure place... I hope.</content>
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    <title>bananabri @ 2005-03-15T11:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T16:54:10Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Dark Beat - Oscar G</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Went out to Axis last night.it was a good time. I was the designated driver, so no fun alchohol for me. I didnt much feel like dancing either, but I know how to have a good time without rubbin my ass all over a pole lookin like an idiot, so its all good. &lt;br /&gt;It was AWESOME to see and hang out with Katie A. for a bit,and I met some fun gay boys outside who i hung with for a bit. Saw some friends, listened to music, all in all a good night. There was a Martha Stewart Tribute for the Drag Show, which was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;In other news,the baby is sick, no fun, so i'm, stuck inside all friggin day with a baby whos wicked fussy. I'm going a bit crazy, ah well. I'm babysitting tonight as well, and I';m hoping that we get to finish up Chitty-Chitty Bang-Bang which we started on Saturday. Ah the exciting life I lead.&lt;br /&gt;Someof my friends are home for Spring Break, YAY. I finally gte to see my lovelies. i've been missing them so. But I am still super sad because Miss Julia lives in South America, and thus, I will not see her, and Miss Shoooooshan is still off in Cali, and I miss her sexy ass and her boobs :) Even the fake one.&lt;br /&gt;I must now depart,as the baby is making high-pitched noises in my ear, but as I am houseboud, this may not be my only entry for the day...</content>
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    <title>umm, oops?</title>
    <published>2005-03-14T14:29:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-14T14:29:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>You Better Work - RuPaul</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I kinda turned off my alarm this morning and fell back asleep... oops. &lt;br /&gt;Yea, not good, cuz I woke up at 804, and I was supposed to be there at 8, but shes on spring break, so she had no problem going in a little late, problem solved, but still...oops.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to axis tonight, a bunch a people said they would go, I'll be pissed if they all make lame ass excuses to not go,but it'll be a good time no matter what. &lt;br /&gt;My parents have gone off to a tropical island, leaving me here in the cold... boo, hiss. But on the plus side, I do have the house to myself till next thursday, party anyone? &lt;br /&gt;Jackie and I went shopping yesterday and had a fantabulous lunch at the Cheesecake Factory. I bought new Cargos, four T-shirts, one button down, a tank top,and new purfume,and i managed to only spend $130, i think we did pretty damn well, yay. &lt;br /&gt;Call the cell or im me if you want to join the axis partay tonite, we're gonna chill and pre-game at my place,and then head over, all are invited.&lt;br /&gt;Later Gator...T</content>
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    <title>Damn the Birdies...</title>
    <published>2005-03-10T13:51:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-10T13:51:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Baby Beethoven</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yesterday was not a good day. It was long, and I was tired, and really it was just no fun.&lt;br /&gt;It started off well enough. The baby didn't really nap,and was a bit cranky, but that's no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to target to doa  bit of shopping. David needed some new outfits, as he is headed to Bermuda next week, while i stay here in the frigidness of NE. So there we are shopping around, when I get a whiff of the MOST disgusting smell. I'm like, oh shit,what did he do. So we head for the bathroom where i discover that David has taken the biggest, grossest dump that i have ever seen. Not only that, but is was too big for his diaper, so it is down his legs, up his back, and all over his clothes. I luckily had a change of clothes with me, but that didn't change the fact that he was covered in it. And have you ever tried to wash a baby in a bathroom sink at Target? cuz its not easy. Meanwhile, he's naked and screaming his head off, and the whole bathroom stinks,and everyone who comes in is giving me these weird looks. I finally got him all cleaned up and changed, which put him in better spirits, but I at this point, was NOT in such good spirits... and the smell lingered with me all day, ugh.&lt;br /&gt;We finish shopping ( and we got some wicked cute stuff, btw) and went out to the parking lot. I am strapping David into his car seat, when the horrific winds of yesterday catch the stroller, and it takes off full speed across the parking lot, with all of my stuff. So there I am looking like a total moron, in a full sprint across the parking lot chasing an empty stroller. I finally get myself and all the bags and gear into the car, and i take a minute to get myself situated, put on some music, etc. When I look up i realize that I am full-on SURROUNDED by fucking Seagulls. WHY THE HELL ARE THERE SEAGULLS IN THE PARKING LOT OF TARGET IN FUCKING WATERTOWN. So i start to roll forward, thinking they'll fly away. But no, they just sit there, looking at me. I honk the horn,they just keep sitting and staring, and there a dozens of them, literally surrounding the car, so I have no where to turn, I keep trying to move, but I don't want to kill them, so I'm stuck. Finally I get out of the car and run around shouting until they fly away. At this point, I must look entirely insane, and people are probably wondering who in the world let em take care of a child.&lt;br /&gt;To top things off, I sprained my thumb trying to get David in and out of his car seat so many times, So I'm stuck in a brace for the rest of the week/weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Damn the Birdies...</content>
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    <title>Since when I am such a Slut?</title>
    <published>2005-03-10T13:49:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-10T13:49:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hot stuff...hehe</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/O/oThatBitch/1078856740_sktopshane.jpg" border="0" alt="shane"&gt;&lt;br&gt;you are SHANE! the heartthrob of the group, you're&lt;br&gt;with a new catch every time you go out. you've&lt;br&gt;got the whole 'sexy' thing down and use it to&lt;br&gt;get whatever you want, whenever you want it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/oThatBitch/quizzes/Which%20Character%20from%20The%20L%20Word%20are%20You%3F%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Character from The L Word are You???&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yea, I wish :)</content>
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