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  <title>Far from anything normal</title>
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  <updated>2004-12-08T02:51:45Z</updated>
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    <title>Doritos don't really taste that different. . .</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T02:51:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T02:51:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>For what it's worth~Buffalo Springfield</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So it's been crazy to say the least.  Annie and I are so broke it's depressing.  But it's all good cause other people by me alcohol and I get drunk and then hook up with them.  Ooops, yeah that was funny.  What was even funnier was that it was Colin Sullivan.  Yep, that's right folks, his identitcal twin brother and I were even together at one point.  What is it with me and brothers??  It's a good time, that's what!  The funniest part of the evening is when he fell out of the chair and whacked his head on the floor.  It was funny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so news update: The cool thing is no longer livejournal but My Space.  I can't even fucking figure out myspace and apparently it has some funky virus so now all that people know about me is that I'm some 21 year old chick named Cat.  I'm sure that's cool.  Karry got me into it and now it looks like I'm stalking Colin.  It'd be funny if I was cause I actually know where he lives.  Well it'd be funny until I got the cops on my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, semester's almost over and I'm so fucking sick of school.  I hate it, a lot.  I have so much work to do and I'm going to kill some of my swim lessons, I swear to God!  Oh, and Happy Haunaka to all you Jews.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday, anyone up for getting drunk cause I fucking want to like crazy.  Maybe I'll get sex again and that'd be fun!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some friends who are 21 and want to go out to bars and shit, I miss that soooo much.  You all suck fucking kids! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I must go read 200 pages of "Love in the Time of Cholera" about some nuts guy who obssesses over a woman for 59 years.  Pretty fucking gross.  Peace out my homies.&lt;br /&gt;Cat</content>
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    <title>And then one day there appeared a bright light</title>
    <published>2004-11-20T11:21:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-20T11:21:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My cat meowing. . .</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah so it's been a while. . .It's currently 6am and I'm getting ready to go to work.  I called in last night cause I didn't feel well and now I feel fine (it's the end of the world as we know it. . .)  Anyway, been so busy for those of you that don't know.  I have an apartment now so I work 40 hours a week to pay for it.  I also have a kitten named Puck.  She's so cute.  No boyfriend, as usual.  There have been some wicked good parties involving bamboo whippings, roommate pukings, disco ball decorations, Chinese restaurant fartings and the like.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently:  Planning on having people over tonight to get drunk, it shall be fun! Colin "Disco Ball" Sullivan is coming, probably an appearance by Bob of the Couch and whoever else shows up.  Last weeks party at Suzee's was insane.  Annie, AKA Miss Lightwieght, had 4 Bacardi Raz, 2 of Suzee's drinks and then nabbed Matt Hunter's Citrus Vodka and had 4 shots of that.  Then she was told that they were double shots, so that means 8.  She spent the rest of the night in the bathroom puking with the cat.  It was quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was at work and we were re-filling the hot tub and when it got full I went downstairs to shut it off and there was water pouring everywhere.  Apparently a chunk of the pipe big enough to fit your finger in popped off and the hot tub is even more broken then before.  Very nice.  Now the old people really have something to bitch about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that a quick entry for 3 months of absenteeism.  But I must to work!  I will try to make these entries more often, and they should be more interesting too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're darling friend, CAT</content>
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    <title>crazycat666 @ 2004-09-10T05:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-11T19:57:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-11T19:57:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>American Idiot~Green Day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well this week:&lt;br /&gt;I turned 21.&lt;br /&gt;I moved into an apartment with Annie in Bridgewater.&lt;br /&gt;School started.&lt;br /&gt;My new work schedual started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, moving was crazy.  We had to pull the bed and the box spring to Annie and my beds up over the balcony because they weren't going to fit up 3 flights of stairs.  The fridge got stuck going up the stairs and Dad pulled a fit (one of many!) and was going to leave it there.  If my land lady's boyfriend hadn't come to help, that's where the fridge would have stayed.  My swim classes have been absolutely insane.  15 classes.  15!  What the hell?!  I dunno.  I'm just going to smile and nod and take one day at a time.  And drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well comments of the week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carla: Cat, you can't play laser tag, you'd be too loud everyone would hear you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Bailey's cures all ails.&lt;br /&gt;Annie:  And so does Sam.  Sam is an ale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof:  What year did we celebrate the birth of America?&lt;br /&gt;Carla: The year 000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salil:  (Introducing poeple in the class to the new kid) This is Louis, and this is Courtney. . .(looks at me, doesn't say anything, then turns to Louis's dog) and this is Zion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Garland Kimmer:  (With a quote very few of us will appreciate)  How does a bird of prey take off from the ground.  And I don't mean Klingon.  (For those of you that don't get that, please just save yourself the aggrivation and don't ask.)</content>
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    <title>I am so not a pussy!!</title>
    <published>2004-08-23T07:16:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-23T07:16:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some god awful commercial for some cologne. . .</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, well this week was interesting, after running out of percs and then being put on vics and the pain still not subsiding, I had to go back to the doctors.  Well come to find out I have dry socket, which means I got a pocket of air in my inscision and I had never been in so much pain in my life, I was crying sitting in the office.  Well, they put nasty medicine in it and by later that day the swelling had gone down ridiculously and I could eat!  Oh sweet Jesus I love food!  Katie took me shopping and bought me a Care Bear watch.  I just want to say with everything that was going on this week with her she was an awesome friend.  Then Bob came by for a few hours and we watched Star Gate and Star Gate Atlantis. . .Yeah, jelous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday was my cousin Joshua's Coming-home-from-being-in-this-stupid-war party where we got to meet his girlfriend Angie, who's awesome, and see his baby daughter Ally!  I had not been feeling to good so I went downstairs to eat some oat meal and hope it settled my stomach.  Nope.  Instead I projectile vomited my food all over the bathroom.  It was amazing!  It was like abstract art!  I didn't even know it was going to happen until it was coming!  I ran and Dad ran away and mom wouldn't go into the bathroom for the next 24 hours!  Then I was fine for the rest of the day. . .random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party was good because, Mom, Dad, Carrie and I all went and everyone was there and it was such a good time.  It was like the past 2 years just didn't happen. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it's now 3am and I can't sleep, I have a nagging pain in my teeth, but not the missing ones, some other random one.  Wierd.  I plan on going to work tomorrow, or later today rather, and hopefully I'll feel well enough to work the whole day and then maybe take Ally swimming at the Y.  Okay, well off to try and get some sleepies.  Love you all, especially those who helped take care of me this week!</content>
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    <title>LIES! ALL LIES!</title>
    <published>2004-08-18T23:52:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-18T23:52:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I don't like the Drugs but the Drugs Like Me ~Marilyn Manson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, so I've been super bored the past couple days, but I'm really happy that Steve and Katie came to visit me.  It's now Wednesday night and not only has the swelling not gone down, I need to take Ibuprofen with the percs to make the pain subside, and the percs will be gone at 3am. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well Monday, after having my teeth taken out, my dad drove me to the pharmacy to get the meds.  While there the pharmascist notices that I have an allergic reaction to codeine, which means I could have an allergic reaction to percocets.  So here I am standing in Brooks having my father explain that codeine causes me to stop breathing, and the anesthesia is beginning to wear off.  So the pharmascist calls the dentist who is in surgery to make sure this is okay.  We take the medicine and go home and I try to sleep until I find out if I'm ok to take the meds.  I wake up from the pain and Dad says yes, but wait for mom to come home in case you have a reaction, I have to go to work.  I was almost in tears and then just took the meds anyway, but mom was in the driveway so it all worked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steve came by and stayed the night, after drinking far too many Smirnoffs.  It was really good to talk to him, I found out a lot of things about him that I didn't know.  There was a lot of movie watching, but more chattting then watching.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today called Dennis to say hi and see how work was going.  Apparently the babysitter no-showed and Karen had to go watch the kids and Dennis was stuck at the front desk and since Anthony broke his collar bone, Linda was coming in for the later part of the shift!  It was wicked funny, so glad I don't have to work this week.  Dennis told me that I should be getting a package or something in the mail from "Vivian."  For those of you who don't know (which will be all of you) it's a character in this English comedy from the 80's called "Young Ones."  I'm psyched.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizzie is coming over and I'm sooo excited!  Two visitors in one day!  Wicked hot!</content>
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    <title>Boredness. . .</title>
    <published>2004-08-15T15:48:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-15T15:48:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nope, there's nothing going on. . .</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, so nothing too exciting, I changed the look of my journal.  I'm a little restricted on the look though cause I don't really know how to change everything, someone needs to help me with it.  Anyway, I was getting sick of all the happy looking bright colors of the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday my teeth are being removed.  Okay, not all of them, just my wisdom teeth.  That means for at least 4 days I'm going to be all drugged up and everyone needs to come and visit me to see if I do or say anything stupid.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21st is coming up. . . September 6th!  So excited.  Oh, and Carrie, when you read this, I drank what you had left of the Smirnoff twist things at the cottage.  Mom and Dad brought them home and I drank the rest of them so I'll by you some more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, no life, I'm sorry. . .</content>
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    <title>I swear to god if this is real. . .</title>
    <published>2004-08-09T00:59:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-09T00:59:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074669322" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Would anyone want to bang you? by phobia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Name:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Name:" value="Cat" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Favorite Food:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Favorite Food:" value="Cheese" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Wants to Bang you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://members.tripod.com/~retro4/johnny_depp003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;This many times:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;132&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="phobia"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074669322"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one is as cool as me. . .</content>
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    <title>I'M WICKED HAPPY</title>
    <published>2004-08-09T00:56:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-09T00:56:43Z</updated>
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    <title>It's like McGiver and Martha Stewart all rolled into one. . .</title>
    <published>2004-08-09T00:46:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-09T00:46:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>*Autobiography* Ashlee Simpson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Thursday I bought the Ashlee Simpson C.D. and I love it so you can all kiss my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Katie, Dave and I went to go see Matt Lynds in his first refereeing event at some wicked dodgey place in New Bedford.  We paid $7 to sit in the front as opposed to the $5 that it cost to sit in the back, little did we realize that the front is three rows away from the back. . .and apparently this is important, some pyscho chick made sure we had stickers!  The first few minutes took some adjusting . . .to say the least (I felt completely over dressed and out of place) but eventually I just began laughing at everyone.  People were so into this thing and there was some guy in a blue unitard. . .I could see his penis. . .I was not impressed.  Some of the matches were good, Shamu frightened me I didn't need his ass in my face.  One of the matches that Matt refed there was some hot guy and when he came off all the "wrestlers" were supposed to be down around the ring, he was still trying to get this electrical tape off his wrist, I helped him out with my keys.  I wanted to help him out of his pants, but hey, we can't always have what we want.  Then we went to the Olive Garden and ate cause we were starved.  Dave sat in the back of Matt's truck while Katie and I jumped on it. . .yeah hick amusement park rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was some interesting swim lessons, I found out that my first class likes the wacky noodles with the holes in them. . .I kept getting shot with water.  Then Katie, Bob of the Couch and Jesse all came and slept over.  Bob fell asleep first and since we were on the air matress in was fairly comfortable except for Bob's ass right in the area where I would rest my hand so I kept telling everyone this by actually touching and rubbing Bob's ass.  Yeah molester.  And sent his ass special delivery to me when he moved and it wasn't where it had been.  Random ass night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well here's some news that may shock everyone.  Carrie came over Saturday she's been staying down at my parents cottage a couple nights I guess.  We talked and I got a lot of answers to things that I didn't have before and we hugged and we cried and it was good.  I'm hoping that things are going to stay good, but right now I think that we are all taking it easy.  She was also down the beach Today when I went down and we talked, she made me a wicked good cheese burger!  I just really want things to be okay for the first time in over two years, we'll just wait and see.</content>
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    <title>Trust me, you don't want to pee in here.</title>
    <published>2004-08-01T21:44:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-01T21:44:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Silence. . .</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well the party last night ruled.  Katie found out that she didn't have to babysit so she was the first one to arrive at the party.  Then Jill, Kerri, Jerimiah showed up quickly followed by Michelle and Steve.  Steve's first order of business. . .the pool.  It was actually really nice but they it looked like we were all going to get rained on so we went in.  Eventually Matt and Carla showed up and Katie was wrecked, and when I say wrecked, I mean Jill who was drunk caught her falling down the stairs.  We went to go get food (Steve, Matt and I) and more alcohol but when I came back I had to pee wicked bad, but I wasn't allowed in the bathroom downstairs cause Katie had puked all over the floor. Then my sister called asking for my dad.  I didn't know it was her but I talked to her for like 1/2 and hour and it was good.  It's funny that both of us had to be shitfaced to say a civil word to eachother though.  Jill, Kerri and Jer left and Nick arrived.  Yep, Nick Pilalas!  I love Nick, he was awesome and I missed him sooo much.  Then Bob arrived.  Now Nick had to knock for like 10 minutes for me to answer the door, Bob just let himself in.  It was a good time, Katie puked again.  Then Nick went off on people being called katie and I laughed for like 10 minutes and then Katie went off on Uncrustables.  At this point I realized it was time for bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 7 and checked on Katie then went to the bathroom, when I got out she was in my bed. . .scared the shit out of me.  Found out there was some Bob and Katie hooking up (NO SECRET IS SAFE FROM ME!)and I was surprised to say the least, but it was funny.  Finally at 2 we got up, showered and went to Wendy's.  The party was wicked loads of fun, I wish that more people had come though . . .I still love everyone who made the effort though!  Love yas and peace out.</content>
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    <title>"Go steal the flamencos!"  "They're flamingos!"</title>
    <published>2004-07-25T18:07:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-25T18:07:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I think my dog is licking his balls. . .</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well since Hannah has left there hasn't been too much going on.  I've worked about 4 hours this past week and now am officially a lifeguard.  On Wednesday night Jesse and I went out to have dinner at the 99, which he thought was Applebee's, and had a huge bitch session.  It was great, complaining about work, friends, family, significant others and so on.  Our waitress ruled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now for the exciting stuff. . .&lt;br /&gt;On Friday night I had Shabnam and Katie come over, we got really bored and wanted to invite more people so I called Colin Sullivan.  Apparently they were having a bon fire and had 90 beers and like 7 people, so we went.  Matt Souza, Josh G., Johnny Stairs, Conor were all there.  It was wicked fun cause they are the only ones that I could really stand from highschool and they are the ones that I haven't seen since.  At one point I had to pee so Conor walked Katie and I back to the house and on the way back Conor decides to take a short cut.  Now mind you we were all using our phones as flashlights.  We lost the path and had to walk through trees and I kept getting hit in the face with bushes (I hate bushes, I'm a democrat!) It was definately a quality comment at the time.  When we got back there was a tree being cut down and thrown into the fire.  I kept answering Shabnam's phone in different accents and telling some girl off.  There was a fight between the boys and Shab's boy about 5 dollars, I didn't understand so I gave Conor $5.  Then Conor was sitting on my lap, he kissed me, then had to be moved to another chair in which he fell over and started puking.  Now somewhere in between all of this Josh and Matt stole lawn flamingos from down the street.  I made sure everyone was okay and went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday was Suzee's graduation party.  I got there and Liz was all over this kid Marino and Jay made me a drink.  There was drumming for a while and Lizzie finally met Dustin.  Liz was sitting on Jay's lap licking his ear and other sexual sort of things and Suzee's dad walked by the screen house and looked in.  Liz jumped up and sat on Sarah's lap and started praying!  I laughed so hard.  I kinda lose a few hours here, I know that things were going on, but it was 10 before I even knew it.  I had to help Liz look for her wallet, and she emptied her purse out on Suzee's bed about 4 times.  There were people swimming in the pool and Liz talking to Suzee's parents about Vanilla Ice stealing Queen's song.  Then the beer pong began and Sarah Ann and her team lost and Tim and Suzee rocked the game to sleep.  Tim talked to me about "The blessed sun" meaning Antigone and then day Gus and him forgot to show up for the show cause they were all on shrooms!  It was great.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jim, I appoligize for the drunken angry message and the annoying IM about not making plans when I clearly was too drunk to remember I had done so! yeah alcohol!</content>
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    <title>All by myself. . .</title>
    <published>2004-07-16T00:10:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-16T00:10:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Somebody told me~The Killers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So Hannah has officially left the country, and is now in England, and she'd better call me soon or else I'm going to cry.  It's sooo wierd not having her here now, but I am going to recount the events of the last few days for everyone that may have missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six Flags was awesome, except for the dick security guard taking our food and telling us we couldn't bring it in.  Fucker.  Hannah and Jim fought like children and I was apparently the mom.  Don't ask.  We went on pretty much everything worth going on with the speed pass thing, which is amazing, I recomend it to anyone and everyone!  The Superman Ride was by far the funniest event.  Hannah screamed hysterically and almost killed Jim.  Every ride we screamed "Love it!" And we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was my party on Monday night. . .Hannah, Jim, Katie, Mike, Artie, Mike from Hull, Jamie, Colin, Chris, Eric Jesse, Bob of the Couch, Matt McDonald and Andy Jaffe all made appearences.  And I Love the 90's was on and there were Doritos in a bowl.  We all put in for alcohol and I went with Mike and Artie to go get it and a guy tried to rip them off.  When we got back we got fucked.  It was awsome!  I went to sleep and when I woke up I had a giant thing on my face. . .ewwww cold sore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a Jim movie night and we took loads of photos and then Wednesday went to go say goodbye to my mommy and daddy.  Hannah and my mom were wicked funny.  Then I woke up at 4am to drive my friend to the airport. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes and events:&lt;br /&gt;"Jim's House of Sarcasm (the worst ride ever)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: "Cat, you're wankered!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: "She get's really angry when she's drunk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now stop, collaborate and listen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hannah, want to make babies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim: I thought we drown that comment at the bottom of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  No it floated back up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The massive moth in my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD THE ONE'S I HAVE FORGOTTEN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim (talking in his sleep): What do you want to do tomorrow?. . . No bush . . . I want to take a girl to a strip club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim snoring in my car and Hannah's reaction. . .quality!</content>
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    <title>All by myself. . .</title>
    <published>2004-07-16T00:07:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-16T00:07:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Somebody told me~The Killers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So Hannah has officially left the country, and is now in England, and she'd better call me soon or else I'm going to cry.  It's sooo wierd not having her here now, but I am going to recount the events of the last few days for everyone that may have missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six Flags was awesome, except for the dick security guard taking our food and telling us we couldn't bring it in.  Fucker.  Hannah and Jim fought like children and I was apparently the mom.  Don't ask.  We went on pretty much everything worth going on with the speed pass thing, which is amazing, I recomend it to anyone and everyone!  The Superman Ride was by far the funniest event.  Hannah screamed hysterically and almost killed Jim.  Every ride we screamed "Love it!" And we did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was my party on Monday night. . .Hannah, Jim, Katie, Mike, Artie, Mike from Hull, Jamie, Colin, Chris, Eric Jesse, Bob of the Couch, Matt McDonald and Andy Jaffe all made appearences.  And I Love the 90's was on and there were Doritos in a bowl.  We all put in for alcohol and I went with Mike and Artie to go get it and a guy tried to rip them off.  When we got back we got fucked.  It was awsome!  I went to sleep and when I woke up I had a giant thing on my face. . .ewwww cold sore.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was a Jim movie night and we took loads of photos and then Wednesday went to go say goodbye to my mommy and daddy.  Hannah and my mom were wicked funny.  Then I woke up at 4am to drive my friend to the airport. . . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes and events:&lt;br /&gt;"Jim's House of Sarcasm (the worst ride ever)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: "Cat, you're wankered!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy: "She get's really angry when she's drunk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now stop, collaborate and listen."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hannah, want to make babies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim: I thought we drown that comment at the bottom of the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah:  No it floated back up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The massive moth in my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADD THE ONE'S I HAVE FORGOTTEN!</content>
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    <title>Stop, collaborate and Listen</title>
    <published>2004-07-11T00:28:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-11T00:28:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Accidentally in Love~Counting Crows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well the past couple of days have been a bit crazy.  We started off going the Providence Place Mall and then Hannah and I met up with Jim and his friends Dave and Mike at Alex's, yep the strip club.  We were so confused and there was vagina everywhere!  I had some blonde chick pull my sweater and start rubbing her hair all over me!  And then she did it to Hannah, she said she likes going for the girls first cause they're softer.  AH hahahaha!  You should have seen my face!  Then when we left Jamie was in the parking lot, since Jim and Dave wanted to go home Jamie offered to drive Mike back to Hull, so off to my house we went.  And then we started drinking.  Mixed drinks of course, it was nuts and there was my nipple and Hannah yelling at us for talking politics.  We called Jim and left a message on his phone telling him how much of a pussy he was for not coming.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie and Mike finally left at around 4:30am and after Hannah and I chatted in my bed for a bit we finally went to bed. 12 and time to get ready for work.  Hannah ended up having to drive to work cause I puked once on the side of 138 and once at work.  Pat had to come in to teach my swim lesson.  Then we went to Hull later that night and met up with Mike, later there was Jim, Jamie, Paul (aka Jesus), Dave and a bunch of other Hull kids we didn't know.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 9am this morning mom came in my room and woke me up to help her move to the beach, she also asked me if I had gone to any more strip clubs.  NO MORE VAGINA!  After getting her all set we lay on the beach for a while.  Hannah had to take a picture of the Ming Dynasty on the way home and then naps.  Jim is expected later, he's coming to Six Flags with us tomorrow!  Woop Woop!  And then Monday is PARTY TIME AT MY HOUSE! Remember it's a going away party for Hannah too.  We've got music and everything, actually, Hannah's got the music, so it'll be a surprise.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all and will see you Monday, if you didn't know about the party gimme a ring and let me know if you are coming.  Hasta la pasta!</content>
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    <title>Will you light my candle?</title>
    <published>2004-07-01T19:47:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-01T19:47:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>P-P-P-PUMP IT UP</lj:music>
    <content type="html">How amazing was New York?  Well let me tell you!  Everyone was so nice and the room was giganic, the food was great and I'm lying out of my ass!  Hahaha!  It was crowded and smelly and my room at home was bigger than my hotel room, but Hannah and I made the best out of it, spending all of our money leading us to spend the last night in our room watch a Surreal Life marathon.  It was all good though.  I saw "Rent" and it was absolutely amazing!  I cried like a fucking baby.  The people we saw had even better voices then the people on the soundtrack.  We also saw "Phantom of the Opera" and that was really good, all though Hannah said she has seen better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we are home and working on our tans, tonight will consist of Hannah and Raymondo Heat!  Orgy anyone?  And I have officially decided that men and New York City have too much in common. . .they smell, they're confusing, they're loud and if you spend too much time with them you want to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah's Entry:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello America! Well i've definately had some experiences over here so far that i won't forget like Cat playing her flute, Cat playing her flute and Cat playing her flute!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Let me just explain that THE FLUTE IS SHIT!!!! Ok i'm going to go and eat my sandwich now.&lt;br /&gt;Adios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah is complaining about being Cheeto-less. . . SUCKA!</content>
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    <title>Cause I was bored and I wanted to everyone to know what a slut I am. . .or not</title>
    <published>2004-06-23T03:02:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-23T03:02:24Z</updated>
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    <title>You wasted life, why wouldn't you waste the afterlife?</title>
    <published>2004-06-22T23:39:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-22T23:39:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ocean Breeze~Modest Mouse</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay this officially ends the drama on the LJ.  No more, I don't want to hear it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Sunday night went to Hull to chill with Jim and got lost and had to call Jamie's phone.  And then I lost reception on my phone and had to ask some scary people at a Tedeschi's for directions.  So I finally got there and through a series of events end up in a parking lot in Weymouth riding around on a cart and a skate board, and then to a Wendy's parking lot in Quincy.  Jim crawled into the trunk of Jamie's car, we then layed the seat down so we could all talk and then Robyn stated:  "This reminds me of last weekend, only the bodies in the trunk weren't moving."  Which was classic.  Then Paul, aka Jesus, came in through the sun roof declaring certain Jesus like statements, such as:  "I did not bless you with a good singing voice." and "Uh, uh, uh, you're not married!"  I laughed really hard.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on Monday Jim and Jamie came down to my house with Katie, Jesse and Tara.  We went swimming in my pool at like 10 and Mom woke up and yelled at us for being loud. . .It was still funny!  Such a good couple of days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW HANNAH ARRIVES AT 1:10PM AT LOGAN AIRPORT!  WATCHOUT MASSACHUSETTS, YOU WON'T KNOW WHAT HIT YOU!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all for now. . .</content>
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    <title>I've got an F and a C and I've got my K too, the only thing that's missing is a bitch like U</title>
    <published>2004-06-11T01:20:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-11T01:20:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Forget My Name ~ New Found Glory</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well a bit of mixed emotions as I write this.  We are not going down to Truro this weekend to visit Annie like planned, which is good cause I can spend the day at my cousin's graduation party.  Well, good except for my sister is going to be there.  Yep, the bitch.  Sorry for my cousins who will read this, but now that really makes me not want to go knowing that the girl has not improved after speaking to many family members and friends of her's parents.  I know shit will break out.  Yet, I really want to go cause I know it will mean a lot to both Lindsay and Erin, and considering Carrie has lied and fucked up my relationship with my other side of the family, the Healey side is all I really have left.  Also doesn't help me feel any better that I called both Erin and Lindsay and even left a message on Erin's voice mail and she hasn't bothered to call me back.  Maybe it's just paranoia, but I think it's slightly justified considering that last few years.  What hurts even more is that they know I was planning on going when they invited her and they also know how I feel about her.  And the real kicker is WHEN UNCLE DICK DIED, AKA CARRIE'S GODFATHER, WHERE THE FUCK WAS SHE?  If I hadn't been -$ at the time, I would have been there.  Also, if she woke up in a garage after being gone for three days and has no memory of what she's done, where she's been or how she got there, does that mean she's changed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, Jesse is going to be 24 tomorrow.  Officially an old fart.  Last night Katie, Jesse and I went out for icecream (they paid cause I am broke) and then went to the mall.  Jesse's friend Jim is a wicked cool kid, he jumped into Jesse's arms like a lover and that made me laugh cause I do that all the time.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;Dave:  I'm so pumped about Friday we can hang out and eat chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave:  I'm so pumped about Friday we are going to chill and get our nipples pierced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave:  You're like the town bicycle, everyone gets a ride.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  No, it's not true!&lt;br /&gt;Dave:  Besides, I don't think you'd want to make out with your future step-father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesse:  That Honda looks like it's been fucked in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;Me:  Yeah, that's definately been fucked in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;Katie:  Or maybe just the left butt cheek.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:crazycat666:3484</id>
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    <title>How long is a long weekend, really?</title>
    <published>2004-06-01T03:28:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-01T03:28:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>It's all Downhill from here~NFG</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well this week has consisted of Katie, and lots and lots of Katie.  We have basically hung around with eachother everyday this past week, except for Thursday.  We've seen Shrek 2 three times already, and it's GREAT!  We went once together, once with Steve and once with Jesse and Tara. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the night we went alone was Wednesday and we were bored so we drove around Easton lookin for a cousin, and ended up at Nichole's house.  &lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey dude, I'm pulling up in front of your house. Nichole: I'm not there Me: I'm pulling away from your house.  &lt;br /&gt;We actually did go in and hang around until Nichole came and was acting all crazy like, but we did nothing and ended up at the movies cause of boredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday we hung around with Steve and were expecting Dave to join us. . .but fucking kid makes 52 plans on the same night.  We went to Subway and played football with Steve's sandwich in the parking lot, I was Vinatari.  &lt;br /&gt;Steve *making music noises* I love to dance to the German music, ya.  &lt;br /&gt;I had to stop the car I was lauging so hard. The off to Shrek 2 agian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I woke up and decided it was time!  Time for what you ask?  To pimp my ride.  I went out and bought a new radio for the wagon!  It rocks my world!  It changes colors and all.  I had Katie with me again and we just walked around the mall for an hour while the radio was being installed.  Then later we went to Shaw's and got hot dogs for the party and Katie met hot Tony, who I used to work with.  Then when we got home my mom made us realize we needed more food for the party so off to Victory we went, and we decided to make marble cupcakes with everyone's name on them.  Then we went for Ousecream!  Nummy!  Then Jesse and Tara drove down from Scituate and we all went and saw. . .guess what?  SHREK 2!  Yeah, we basically have that movie memorized.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sunday was my pimpin party!  Katie met me at work and followed me home and we waited for everyone to show up.  Dave was the first to show, but not without a mishap.&lt;br /&gt;Dave: Do you have a truck in your yard?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah I have an Explorer and a Kia.&lt;br /&gt;Dave: Yeah, do they have Nevada lisence plates?&lt;br /&gt;Me: NO!  What number house are you at?&lt;br /&gt;Dave: 6&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm number 137!&lt;br /&gt;Men and directions.  Then Came Matt and Carla, Eric stopped by with Damien for a bit and then Jill showed up.  After eating we all watched Young Frankenstien "It's Fran-ken-shteen" and Dave and I had a lovers quarrel after making out cause he was jelous I straddled Jill, Carla and Katie.  &lt;br /&gt;Dave: You're like the nieghborhood bicycle, everyone gets a ride!&lt;br /&gt;Then he told me he was seeing my mother and I couldn't make out with my future step father.  I'd hate to get into a real fight with this kid, he was evil just joking around!  I think officially the best quote of the night would have to go to Carla.  I was talking about "toys" and Carla, being too innocent for her own good didn't get what I meant and kept going on about all these differnt toys and finally ended up with "Someone can play goal and the other person can try and score!" Before someone actually explained to her what we were talking about.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave left, Matt and Carla left and then Jesse and Tara arrived.  We watched Kill Bill and began to drink and I got Jill to stay the night!  Hot!  I sang a song about not being able to find any of the 7 pillows I brought downstairs.  Everyone got up and Jesse drove Tara home and Jill left.  Katie and I napped until Jesse came back.  We went to the Ground Round and he paid.  It was wicked fun.</content>
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    <title>Ballsy is now Balless, but Killer's kick ass.</title>
    <published>2004-05-25T02:45:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-25T02:45:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Someday~Nickleback</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/showpet.php?mc=dog.swf&amp;amp;clr=0xca2eff&amp;amp;cn=killer&amp;amp;an=cat"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/petimage.php?mc=dog.swf&amp;amp;clr=0xca2eff&amp;amp;cn=killer&amp;amp;an=cat" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="my pet!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing too exciting.  Jesse came over and played last night we stayed up til 3 am watching Pulp Fiction and Snatch and then went to bed.  Dad came downstairs at 6 am to do trash, fucking lights in my face!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Katie and I were supposed to meet loads of people at the Charlie Horse, but only Dave and his cousin Wayne showed up and then they had to leave.  Before that we visited Steve at work. . . which is the most clastraphobic place ever!  Then after Dave and Wayne left (which was about an hour after they arrived. . .) so Katie and I drove around in Brockton and Katie freaked out and called Mamma Steve who told me to get out of Brockton. . .which wasn't even that bad.  Then while sitting in the Charlie Horse parking lot we saw some guy get arrested.  Wicked cool.  I want to find out why though!  We talked to Annie on three way calling and Katie looked like a badly dubbed Japanese monster movie cause of the delay on her phone!  I couldn't stop laughing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, I warned you, not exciting.  Might be dying my hair purple soon.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and for those of you that didn't know and may not understand the title of this entry, Henry had is kidney stones removed and then his testicals which had a lump, but he is making a full recovery.  He is currently driving me nuts walking into things with that stupid cone on his head.  That is all.</content>
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    <title>What would you say to a 6th grader who asks you about vibrators?  Here's one person's answer:</title>
    <published>2004-05-21T03:02:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-21T03:02:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Train Vain~The Clash</lj:music>
    <content type="html">KatIrish13 (11:03:27 PM): one of the kids i was babysitting for after school today was asking mme about vinrators&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (11:03:34 PM): Hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;KatIrish13 (11:03:35 PM): shes in 6th grade&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (11:03:39 PM): Oh my god!&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (11:03:47 PM): what did you say?&lt;br /&gt;KatIrish13 (11:03:53 PM): i almost shat my slf&lt;br /&gt;KatIrish13 (11:04:07 PM): i told her id never heard of them and didnt know anything about them&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (11:04:15 PM): hahaha, good call&lt;br /&gt;KatIrish13 (11:04:29 PM): no cause she told me what they were&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (11:04:35 PM): OH MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;KatIrish13 (11:04:58 PM): she didnt really now for sure she said it something women use to make them happy&lt;br /&gt;KatIrish13 (11:06:11 PM): and i was trying to like be stern and be like i dont want to talk about this but i culdnt keep a straight face&lt;br /&gt;KatIrish13 (11:07:07 PM): i guess she heard about it on the bus or something&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (11:07:16 PM): OH man&lt;br /&gt;KatIrish13 (11:07:23 PM): im never letting my kids take the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offically the best story ever.  Party at my house on Memorial Day weekend, it'll be a blast, pool's open!!  Yeah dude, what's up?  That's all the news for now. . .</content>
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    <title>Carla quote of the day:</title>
    <published>2004-05-17T01:25:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-17T01:25:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ArborenetDMG (9:31:24 PM): ouchies.&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (9:31:57 PM): Ouchies what?&lt;br /&gt;ArborenetDMG (9:32:04 PM): don't know.&lt;br /&gt;ArborenetDMG (9:32:11 PM): just saying that for good measure,&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (9:32:15 PM): hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (9:32:20 PM): Good measure of what?&lt;br /&gt;ArborenetDMG (9:32:34 PM): The cieling!&lt;br /&gt;ArborenetDMG (9:32:39 PM): And my psycology book!&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (9:32:52 PM): WHAT?!</content>
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    <title>My Pillooooooooooooooooow!</title>
    <published>2004-05-16T14:17:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-16T14:17:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>It's all downhill from here~ New Found Glory</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So Friday night officially ruled.  Katie and I met Steve and Annie at school and everyone followed me home.  We chilled out and listened to music for a bit, then I decide, after getting a call from Jesse to know that he's on the way, to crack open a beer.  As I'm almost finished with the beer we get another phone call from Jesse saying that oooops, he's in Lakeville!  So much for the fucking atlas.  So Steve had to drive to the center of Middleboro to go get Jesse with me in the front seat and then I had to switch cars because Jesse didn't know where he was going.  All very confusing.  Anyway, that's when the fun started.  I began to drink and got up to 5 beers, not as drunk as a could have been, but it was good.  (Now to let you know where this puts me, I had already fallen on my ass after slipping on a pillow).  I had my head on Jesse and my legs on Steve and apparently kept getting awfully close to Steve's penis (oops!).  Annie had two beers and walked into a wall.  Yep, that was two beers.  Then Steve officially became Mamma Steve and forced Annie to drink 4 glasses of water.  I was like "Are you kidding, she's only had two beers!"  I called Steve's girlfriend (whom I've never met) a psycho bitch.  I don't remember that so I don't know if that counts.  Steve left and Empire Records went on.  Katie, who was at my feet, was then attacked from the east and the west, like Germany.  When Katie switched places with Annie to sit on the other side of Jesse, Annie became Austria (why did I know this shit drunk?).  After Empire Records I sang a song about Jesse being my pillow, and Annie was asleep.  Then Annie and Katie go the couch, Jesse and I the floor and talk about breakfast became the focus of conversation until Annie woke up  with "I love you all but if you don't shut up in 5 minutes I'm going to start knocking heads."  5 Minutes later she didn't remember saying it.  So at 4:30am we finally slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning consisted of all of us pig piling on the floor, then upstairs talking to my mom.  Breakfast at Dave's Diner and Jesse leaving to go to work.  How he worked on 3 hours of sleep I'll never know.  Eventually Katie and Annie left, but it was definately a night and a half. . .literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great quotes:&lt;br /&gt;Katie: Ow, my knee!&lt;br /&gt;Annie: Fucking pussy.&lt;br /&gt;Steve: That's what I do best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I went on for about 1/2 an hour about the meaningless of Delaware and how it should become part of Massachusetts. . .&lt;br /&gt;Annie:  Delaware?  When did we talk about that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were definately some other great ones but I was tired so Annie, Katie and Jesse feel free to leave them on my visitor book thingy, whatever you call it and everyone else look for them there.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN THE MAN!  SAVE THE EMPIRE!&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I got a B+ in film studies and I think I did alright in Theatre History for those that were worried about the last two message, if that was anyone at all!</content>
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    <title>If there is a god he's has just taken a giant shit on my head.</title>
    <published>2004-05-14T02:42:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-14T02:42:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Running blind (acustic)~ Godsmack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So if that little surprise with Brian and I writing basically the same essay wasn't a kick in the ass I went to study for my Theatre History final, can't find the essay paper I need to write or the study guide that's online and the stuff I'm trying to send to myself, not going through either.  Yep, I'm fucked with a capital FUCKED.  It is the only class I need to pass and I don't know how I'm going to do it.  Not a friggen clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, the party tomorrow is going to be fun.  Steve, Jesse, Katie, Annie and Marlice are supposed to be coming, wish more people would come, but hey, what can you do.  Probably better that way cause my parents will actually be home this time so we have to remain somewhat quiet.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't know what to do about this fucking final, I'm going to try and talk to the professor, but who the fuck is going to believe that?!  I mean come on, it just sounds like a fucking lie, just imagine it. . .&lt;br /&gt;Me: Umm, Steven, I don't have my paper cause I waited to the last minute to write it and I lost it.  I didn't have a chance to study either because I couldn't get the file downloaded off of the internet.  Oh yeah, and those papers that are already late, well my printer is broken and I tried to e-mail them to myself and the e-mail won't go through.  Do you mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven: Go to hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so this party better be friggen good!</content>
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    <title>Finals suck!!!</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T02:26:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T02:26:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The name of my band-Eminem</lj:music>
    <content type="html">thisMindAwakens (10:20:06 PM): which essay did you choose&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:20:27 PM): The one about whether it was an art or entertainmetn&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:20:34 PM): how bout you?&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:20:57 PM): same thing&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:21:05 PM): What'd you argue&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:21:12 PM): it was both&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:21:18 PM): Me too!&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:21:25 PM): Oh no, he's gonna think we cheated&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:21:36 PM): except for un chien andalou&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:21:44 PM): thats not entertainment&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:22:12 PM): I didn't chose that, I chose Rear Window, Sining in the rain and Chicago&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:22:17 PM): True&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:22:31 PM): um&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:22:35 PM): i did those 3 also&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:22:42 PM): FUCK OFF!&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:22:47 PM): im serious&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:22:55 PM): OH MY GOD&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:23:00 PM): HE'S GONNA THINK WE CHEATED&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:23:25 PM): hmmm&lt;br /&gt;thisMindAwakens (10:23:28 PM): thats not good&lt;br /&gt;Ska Cat 18 (10:23:50 PM): Oh my god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you all know, that's Brian and he sits next to me in class.  Finals are almost over, and I'm having a party on Friday at my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has consisted of Carla, Katie and Annie visiting at work and bringing me popcorn chicken, and a girft from the dollar store (which Annie put in a Gap bag because she felt cheap!) Carla getting more lost (Katie: Carla do you know how to get there?  Carla:  Co-ed sleepover what?)  And Katie, after kicking Dave calling Gary Osbourne an asshole because he kept us late.  Yeah crazyness.  I want everyone to come to my party, it's going to be sooo much fun.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it, and hope I don't get fucked for cheating.</content>
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