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  <title>the hands will fall away</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Dec 2007 19:10:44 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m like a paper cup.</title>
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  <description>my hands are cramped from 100 question finals and transcribing notes and cleaning and packing. i don&apos;t feel the need to sleep at night anymore, despite extreme exhaustion. there is something growing in my midsection and i don&apos;t know what to do. home tomorrow. i need to sleep, but i have no time. i should have taken that opportunity last night. i don&apos;t like my roommate and how she does nothing but eat, sleep and watch television. she even combines the latter two events. i&apos;d just as soon never seen her face again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch soon. more studying and writing and no sleeping. more packing. i&apos;d like to nap for the remainder of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly, home tomorrow.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 19:47:24 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>one more week and i am home.&lt;br /&gt;one more of each class and then finals.&lt;br /&gt;i need to nap, but i don&apos;t have time for sleep. &lt;br /&gt;i need to write a nine page paper, but i have no capacity for learning left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least tonight is pancake madness.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 19:16:26 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>exhaustion.</title>
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  <description>i should be reading wuthering heights right now, but alas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i registered for next semester and thus far i am taking:&lt;br /&gt;colloquium II&lt;br /&gt;romanticism II&lt;br /&gt;poetry and the avant garde&lt;br /&gt;feminist theory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m trying to get into this sociology class called birth and death, but i need the dean&apos;s signature to take five classes and he is no where to be found. neither is his secretary, incidentally. so annoying. i don&apos;t understand why my adviser can&apos;t just give me an overload course code. for whatever reason they switched it from your adviser giving you the code to needing the dean&apos;s approval. he should be around more. he is the dean, after all. or maybe he should have someone there in his stead so people could make appointments to see him. &lt;br /&gt;nothing here is run properly or logically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home in six days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I give you money and send you into the grocery store to pick up 5 items.&lt;br /&gt;You can only pick one thing from the following departments.. what is it?&lt;br /&gt;1. Produce: banana&lt;br /&gt;2. Bakery: wheat bagels&lt;br /&gt;3. Meat: nope&lt;br /&gt;4. Frozen: veggie burgers&lt;br /&gt;5. Dry goods: wheat crackers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s say we&apos;re heading out for a weekend getaway.&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re only allowed to bring 3 articles of clothing with you.&lt;br /&gt;So, what&apos;s in your bag?&lt;br /&gt;1. leggings&lt;br /&gt;2. black/white tshirt&lt;br /&gt;3. flats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was to listen in on one of your conversations throughout the day, what 5 phrases or words would I be most likely to hear?&lt;br /&gt;1. imagine!&lt;br /&gt;2. interesting...&lt;br /&gt;3. WHAT&lt;br /&gt;4. aahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;5. anyway,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what 3 things do you find yourself doing every single day, and if you didn&apos;t get to do, you probably wouldn&apos;t be in the best mood?&lt;br /&gt;1. cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;2. homework&lt;br /&gt;3. sleeeep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet, you just scored a whole afternoon to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re talking a 3 hour block with nobody around.&lt;br /&gt;What 5 activities might we find you doing?&lt;br /&gt;1. movie&lt;br /&gt;2. read, but not for school&lt;br /&gt;3. call corey&lt;br /&gt;4. make coffee&lt;br /&gt;5. think about what else i should be doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re going to the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;But, it looks like it could start storming, so it&apos;ll have to be a quick visit.&lt;br /&gt;What 3 exhibits do we have to get to?&lt;br /&gt;1. polar bears&lt;br /&gt;2. elephants&lt;br /&gt;3. giraffes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just scored tickets to the taping of any show that comes on t.v. of your choice.&lt;br /&gt;You can pick between 4, so what are you deciding between?&lt;br /&gt;1. dr phil&lt;br /&gt;2. america&apos;s next top model&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re hungry for ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll give you a triple dipper ice cream cone.&lt;br /&gt;What 3 flavors can I pile on for ya?&lt;br /&gt;1. bubble gum&lt;br /&gt;2. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;3. vanilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody stole your purse/wallet…&lt;br /&gt;in order to get it back, you have to name 5 things you know are inside to claim it.&lt;br /&gt;So, what&apos;s in there?&lt;br /&gt;1. phone&lt;br /&gt;2. school id&lt;br /&gt;3. bottled water&lt;br /&gt;4. various books&lt;br /&gt;5. so many pens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are at a job fair, and asked what areas you are interested in pursuing a career in.&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s pretend you have every talent and ability to be whatever you wanted, so what 4 careers would be fun for you?&lt;br /&gt;1. publishing editor&lt;br /&gt;2. publisher&lt;br /&gt;3. genius professor&lt;br /&gt;4. millionaire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could go back and talk to the old you, when you were in high school, and inform yourself of 3 things, what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;1. try harder&lt;br /&gt;2. stop getting bad haircuts&lt;br /&gt;3. don&apos;t eat so much peanut butter</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Nov 2007 04:09:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hey, who&apos;s on trial?</title>
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  <description>life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have mono and some liver problems as a result. the semester&apos;s nearly over but my butt has been thoroughly kicked. this has been a tough tough tough few months and the last month will certainly not be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m coming home in a week and a half for thanksgiving break. i&apos;m pretty excited to come home, but i won&apos;t be able to do anything at all. maybe it&apos;s for the best. i really do need to chill lately. i&apos;ve been sort of crazy for a few weeks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it snowed really hard friday night. they were gigantic beautiful snowflakes. incidentally we were locked out of our dorm due to a very long fire alarm. it was my first day of mono. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday i woke up feeling okay so i decided to &quot;fuck mono, live life.&quot; i went to manhattan for a few hours which was a dumb idea. i got really weak. i wasn&apos;t done fucking mono, though. i went to the hotel to see meaghan who came back to visit for the week. still not done fucking mono. i went to perry&apos;s when i came back to hang out for a little. around 2am i wanted to die and realized that &quot;fuck mono, live life&quot; is a really bad motto because mono means business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i literally slept all day today and i&apos;m still exhausted and i still have so much more work to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on december second i think i&apos;m going to manhattan again to see the christmas tree being lit. will wants to go and i think it&apos;d be really fun, albeit cold and a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for a little jane austen and a lot of sleep.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 17:15:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>fuck me.&lt;br /&gt;this is problematic.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 21:31:07 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>thirty seven days until i am home again. i can&apos;t decide if that&apos;s a lot or a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this isn&apos;t fun anymore.&lt;br /&gt;and now i must read more.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Oct 2007 02:09:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hey, what troubles you?</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m surprised you noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i missed a lot of dramatic happenings by going home last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;1. a boy od&apos;d on heroin in the building behind mine&lt;br /&gt;2. diana shaved her head (beautiful, however)&lt;br /&gt;3. meaghan got kicked out of purchase for being a liability... that&apos;s a hell of a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m feeling weird today. i&apos;m buried in work and there&apos;s not a chance of me catching up by 8:30am tomorrow. i&apos;m giving up on this book and hoping hard that i won&apos;t have to write a paper on it. i&apos;ve read less than 200 of 600 pages. no time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going home did not help my feelings of not wanting to be here this semester. really, all it did was make me happier than i&apos;ve been in five weeks, which is a problem. i need to be here for another year and a half and i&apos;m really not enjoying myself. i&apos;m enjoying class and i&apos;m enjoying being half way to a degree (although i wish i were finishing next semester). i&apos;m not enjoying the detachment and the two lives i&apos;m currently living. it&apos;s too much. it&apos;s stressful. i&apos;m doing fine this semester. actually, i&apos;m doing very well so far, but i&apos;m not feeling it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think last semester was exciting and new and big and now i&apos;m used to it and comfortable and i&apos;m not liking it anymore. i have a serious problem giving up on things when they&apos;re not new anymore. i guess that&apos;s my only motivation for graduating here. i&apos;d transfer in a second if i didn&apos;t recognize that about myself. i half wish i didn&apos;t recognize that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone be encouraging here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s your gradual descent into a life you never meant.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 02 Oct 2007 02:48:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you don&apos;t know i can go</title>
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  <description>home in three days. finally, finally. it&apos;s been difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much school work. most of it i enjoy, but i just wrote a paper that stole my soul. it took me all day and it only had to be four pages. i&apos;m sure the fact that the book wasn&apos;t written in chronological order and every paragraph ended with &quot;and she wept bitterly for the love of our lord jesus christ.&quot; it really is quite a shame that this class is required to be a literature major. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesdays are the worst days. i have class at 8:30, 12:30 and then again at 6:30. i like my night class a lot, but it&apos;s really draining and i feel like i should be having fun doing something else since i have wednesdays off. i&apos;m too tired to have any fun anymore. i feel like an old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve never let being tired get in the way of hanging out until this semester. i just can&apos;t do it anymore. i spend all day in class and then doing work and i just can&apos;t bring myself to walk anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d like to go out and smoke a cigarette, but it&apos;s freezing cold and i don&apos;t want to walk to the middle of the field to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t wait until thursday at 9:30pm.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 16:09:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m like a paper bag</title>
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  <description>this semester is going to last a lifetime, i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home in three weekends. luckily, the next two weeks will be fabulous. i&apos;m pretty excited for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i&apos;m going to long island with sara. she has doctor&apos;s appointments and i need a new phone. the latter doesn&apos;t necessarily have to be done on long island, but it&apos;s working out that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class number two in ten minutes. &lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t sleep anymore. it&apos;s kind of shitty.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m really tired and i have a nightclass tonight... so i will be in school until 9:50. oh boy. i&apos;m looking forward to this one, though, because apparently the man who teaches it has a dracula accent. plus the book i had to read was really great (even though i still haven&apos;t finished it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m so behind in school work already and it&apos;s only the third week of class. i don&apos;t know how it happened, but it did. i think it stemmed from literature teachers thinking that you only take one literature class per semester. actually, i&apos;m taking three and so reading three books a week is getting very tough. thus, i have been severely neglecting anthropology and i shouldn&apos;t because i have my first test next thursday. oh boy. my head is melting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for romanticism. nearly.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 16:07:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i simply can&apos;t</title>
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  <description>today is corey&apos;s birthday and i miss him a lot. somehow this semester is the hardest. perhaps because all summer was spent with him? perhaps. either way, i&apos;ve been kind of sad lately. i also don&apos;t sleep anymore, which is curious. i&apos;m also getting a cold which is even more curious because it&apos;s about 15 degrees warmer here than back home and sunny nearly all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classes are wonderful and the people are wonderful. i&apos;m really happy here. i still miss home and i still miss my favorites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s pouring today. i should find my umbrella and i should also start getting my life together for class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days go by quickly here, but weeks drag terribly.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 06 Sep 2007 16:17:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>but all these questions</title>
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  <description>i&apos;ve been at purchase for a few days. i have a new roommate. she&apos;s a real sweet girl, maybe too sweet? maybe not. i like her. she&apos;s considerate and neat and nice. no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outback isn&apos;t so bad. it&apos;s air conditioned and we have our own bathroom. our friend diana lives in a hotel a few minutes away with about 100 other students because they couldn&apos;t get housing. it&apos;s amazing. it&apos;s super nice and they get free breakfast, dinner and beer/wine. we&apos;re definitely taking advantage of that a lot this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first class is in like 20 minutes. it&apos;s so fake. it&apos;s in the basement of one of the dorms and the professor didn&apos;t know it was there. i&apos;m basically the only one who is going to show up to this class. purchase is playing a joke on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i miss corey. moving doesn&apos;t get easier and it probably never will. however, i think i&apos;m going home in a month, with brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fencing tonight.&lt;br /&gt;what a weird day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 23:30:14 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&lt;br /&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;STRESSED</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 22:36:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>we are just breakablebreakablebreakable girls and boys</title>
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  <description>everyone is so needyneedyneedy and i can&apos;t give anyone what they needneedneed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for one day ever, i&apos;d like to wake up from a nap without a nagging phone, or an angry phone call or a &quot;where are you? why aren&apos;t you answering?&quot; phone call. SOMETIMES I DO THINGS. sometimes i sleep. or sometimes i just don&apos;t care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week until purchase. i&apos;m looking forward to all that school work. at least that way i&apos;ll have an excuse not to... i don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evidently i make all the wrong choices according to everyone, but they feel pretty good to me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 04:21:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1) The phone rings. Who do you want it to be?&lt;br /&gt;COREY. i&apos;m sick of being drunk by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When shopping at the grocery store, do you return your cart?&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t use a cart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) If you had a choice would you re-kiss the last person you kissed?&lt;br /&gt;you bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do you take compliments well?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you play Sudoku?&lt;br /&gt;i love it a lot/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) If abandoned alone in the wilderness would you survive?&lt;br /&gt;most definitely not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Do you prefer hot pockets or pizza rolls?&lt;br /&gt;they&apos;re kind of the same thing, only one is bigger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) If your house was on fire, what would be the first thing you would grab?&lt;br /&gt;depends on which house i&apos;m at. i have a lot of houses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Who was the last person you slept in the same bed with?&lt;br /&gt;corey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Who do you text the most?&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t text.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Favorite Children&apos;s book?&lt;br /&gt;the velveteen rabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) What color are your eyes?&lt;br /&gt;gray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) If you could do it over again, start from scratch, would you?&lt;br /&gt;no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Any secret admirers?&lt;br /&gt;doubtful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) When was the last time you were at Olive Garden?&lt;br /&gt;i guess spring break? that was spring break, right? id on&apos;t remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Favorite ex?&lt;br /&gt;probably none of them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Where&apos;s the furthest place you traveled?&lt;br /&gt;chicago was the longest drive, but florida was the farthest away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Do you like mustard?&lt;br /&gt;not particularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you prefer to sleep or eat?&lt;br /&gt;i love to sleep always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Do you look like your mom or dad?&lt;br /&gt;my mother? we have similar noses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) How long does it take you in the shower?&lt;br /&gt;years. i like long showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) What movie do you want to see right now and with who?&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch the golden girls and drink beer with corey m. jones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Where were you on New Years?&lt;br /&gt;in geneseo with jenna and corey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Do you think The Grudge was crappy?&lt;br /&gt;it terrified me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Do you own a camera phone?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Was your mom a cheerleader?&lt;br /&gt;no. her legs are much too short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What&apos;s the last letter of your middle name?&lt;br /&gt;n.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) How many hours of sleep do you get a night?&lt;br /&gt;lately a lot, which doesn&apos;t explain why i&apos;m always tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Do you like care bears?&lt;br /&gt;i used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) What do you buy at the Movies?&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t go to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Do you know how to play poker?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Do you wear your seatbelt&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) What do you wear to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;if i&apos;m at corey&apos;s, it&apos;s underpantttsss, if i&apos;m at my parents&apos;, it&apos;s pjs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Anything big ever happen in your town?&lt;br /&gt;not particularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you blame your farts/burps on other people?&lt;br /&gt;no, i don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Do you dye your hair?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Do you like Liver and Onions?&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t eat liver, but doug turned out to be a fan after all, so maybe there&apos;s hope for the rest of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Have you ever been in love?&lt;br /&gt;oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Do you like funny or serious people better?&lt;br /&gt;i like a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) Ever been to L.A.?&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) What is on your mind right now?&lt;br /&gt;where are you, corey jones? by the time you call, i won&apos;t be fit to drive anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) What&apos;s your favorite song at the moment?&lt;br /&gt;shine a light by wolf parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43)Do you hate chocolate?&lt;br /&gt;most of the time, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) What do you and your parents fight about the most?&lt;br /&gt;whether or not somebody took their vitamins. or the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) Are you a gullible person&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.) Do you need a bf/gf to be happy?&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve had a poor track record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) If you could have any job what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;i would edit books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Are you easy to get along with?&lt;br /&gt;maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) What is your favorite time of day?&lt;br /&gt;i guess i don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Are you generally a happy person?&lt;br /&gt;i think so.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2007 02:21:55 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i get a little drunk and i order things online. i have a problem. that&apos;s why i shouldn&apos;t be home. speaking of home, where are you, corey jones? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw jennnna today. we had quesadillas. saw a verrry old friend and my head melted. weird weird. i should&apos;ve said hello, because i&apos;d still like to be his friend. i got nervous and hid my face, though. he recognized me and it was awkward because nobody said anything... we just stared. mm. next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went swimming yesterday and i loved it. it was the first time i swam in years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m very tired and very not into waiting for my boy to call. maybe sleep.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Jun 2007 04:07:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>because nobody knows you and</title>
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  <description>nobody gives a damn either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t like this house. i don&apos;t like falling asleep in this house. i don&apos;t want to have to work tomorrow, but after tomorrow i have a week off. i like that. i drank a lot of wine/beer tonight with jenna and it was good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s weird going a week and not seeing jenna even though i&apos;m back here. it&apos;s weird not being eighteen and idiots. a lot of things are weird and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m tired.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 08 Jun 2007 04:27:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what&apos;s the reason that you love me so?</title>
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  <description>lately i eat ice cream for dinner. it&apos;s mostly due to the convenient location of ice cream in proximity to jenna&apos;s apartment. perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is kicking me in the face left and right lately. i&apos;m there every single day for at least 7.5 hours. it&apos;s usually around 9 hours the past week and a half. i&apos;m drainnneddddd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night was not a good night. i hate corey&apos;s new roommate&apos;s friends. they make me want to punch things. they&apos;re really irritating and i went to high school with some of them which makes it worse. i didn&apos;t like them in high school and i&apos;m not inclined to like them now. particularly because they&apos;re somewhere around three or four years younger than me and they act like they&apos;re thirteen. i don&apos;t like them. i wish they would stop coming over. they were being so loud last night and i was in such a bad mood that i stormed out at 1:30am and drove to my parents&apos; house so i could sleep. not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, instruments did get their albums last night and ben gave me one. it turned out really great. i&apos;m proud of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d like to not work tomorrow, but that&apos;s just too much to be hoping for. i don&apos;t like closing. i don&apos;t like being there until eleven. i don&apos;t like being there much in general, to be honest. at least i get paid tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m very sleepy, but i don&apos;t want to give in so easily. i want to watch a movie... maybe eat some toast. i don&apos;t know if i can make it that far.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 23 May 2007 17:29:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>the creek rose up and tried to be a river</title>
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  <description>being back at work is lame. it&apos;s really fake, though, so i don&apos;t take it seriously. i take it less seriously than i used to and let&apos;s just say i never cared. it&apos;s better than it used to be because rachael isn&apos;t my boss anymore, but we never get out early anymore either. trade off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s really beautiful out today. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i had slept for another hour.&lt;br /&gt;today is not the day to work until 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my grades for the semester. i did pretty well. 3.04. i&apos;ll take it. my classes were ridiculously hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must mail my parking ticket today. i keep forgetting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 18:44:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i am home. it&apos;s nice. it&apos;s nice to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jenna came to purchase friday for my pre-birthday party. as always, it was ridiculous and i loved it. monday was my real birthday and it was also ridiculous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went with jenna to look for apartments and she found one yesterday. it&apos;s cute and perfect and i&apos;m excited. basically, i&apos;m never going to be at my house between corey&apos;s and her new apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work again monday. and everyday until i die, basically.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 07 May 2007 22:40:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>what on earth did you expect?</title>
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  <description>the semester is officially over. i had my last three classes today. tomorrow i have my written ballet final, thursday i have my americans on the move final and friday i have my performance ballet final and that&apos;s it. no big deal. i feel very good about things right now... school wise, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my utopia paper is really good. i just have to change two things. i&apos;m putting off picking up my americans final paper. i&apos;m nervous. i wrote it four times and exhausted all options so whatever it is it is at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corey and i have a little tension these days. we fought and haven&apos;t really talked at all since then. i don&apos;t know. i hate that the conversations keep getting put off because i&apos;m not home, but i partially understand that we need to have them in person. a lot of it is just unfair and whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless of that, this week will be good. friday my roommates are having a birthday party for me and then saturday i&apos;m moving home. it&apos;ll be pretty epic. jenna&apos;s coming friday and moving me home. i&apos;m really excited about it. i really want her to meet everyone here.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 May 2007 23:45:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m coming home in about a week. so soon. it&apos;s weird. i feel like it came really quickly. i like purchase, but it&apos;s time for home and summer things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate when people walk in front of my bedroom window and look at me like i&apos;m the weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing is done right now. everything is half done. i thought everything was done, but then i got punched in the stomach and it turns out nothing is all the way finished yet. i have three days. we&apos;ll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight is meredith&apos;s senior project. she&apos;s a talented lady. as much as i hate having a roommate, meredith was a good one. bummer she&apos;s graduating. i like her (and aaron lear). anyway. finished senior project means gigantic party which means for the third time in a row i probably won&apos;t go to ballet. it&apos;s really getting to the point where i just don&apos;t care anymore. i&apos;m sick of school, etc. i also really like parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought meredith lots of beer for a present. we&apos;re pretty fantastic housemates.&lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s going to be weird not seeing my purchase friends until september. hm. life is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corey and i got in our first fight two nights ago... it was about europe. i yelled at him. scratch that; i screamed at him. eh. it was bad. we didn&apos;t talk last night, which was weird. i don&apos;t really know what&apos;s going on right now or what&apos;s going to happen or anything. i think he&apos;s being selfish and i don&apos;t know what he thinks about what i&apos;m being. i don&apos;t know. i&apos;m not backing down. it&apos;s being really unfair and really stupid about all of this. boyfriends. why.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Apr 2007 04:43:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>well, maybe i&apos;d want that too</title>
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  <description>i just watched the notebook and cried my eyes out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;purchase is almost done. i&apos;m ready. it&apos;s time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;final papers are going to be my end this week. really, really. i&apos;ve got much too much on my plate right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to queens last night. it was a good time. long night, you know. a middle age black man called me &quot;sexy lady&quot; and kissed my hand, so there was that at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;d like to smoke a cigarette right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 06:35:39 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&lt;br /&gt;love&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;br /&gt;best&lt;br /&gt;friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Apr 2007 22:15:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>you hope it don&apos;t get hard</title>
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  <description>things have been hard lately.&lt;br /&gt;school is getting ridiculous/overwhelming/etc. i have too much to do and not enough time to do it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to take a class this summer. i can either take a beat generation lit class at geneseo three hours a day, every day for three weeks or i can take the same class on line through new paltz. however, the online class is a 9 week course. i don&apos;t know if i want to worry about it for that long. i also don&apos;t know if i want to drag my ass to class every day for three more weeks. that&apos;s more than i have class now. opinions? how are online classes? anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corey and marc are moving to europe at the end of august. i can&apos;t even handle this news. i don&apos;t know what i&apos;m going to do or what we&apos;re going to do or what we should do or what we&apos;re supposed to do. it makes me sick. i&apos;ve smoked a million cigarettes while thinking about this all week. i really really don&apos;t know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know how long they&apos;re going to be there or anything. i&apos;m afraid to ask, but i need to. we have to have a conversation soon. maybe tonight. &lt;br /&gt;he&apos;s having a drink with becky (i hate her) tonight, so i don&apos;t know if i&apos;ll even talk to him again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to register for fall tomorrow. i&apos;m taking&lt;br /&gt;Colloquium I&lt;br /&gt;Romanticism I&lt;br /&gt;Modern American Short Story&lt;br /&gt;Intro to Cultural/Social Anthropology&lt;br /&gt;Fencing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... fencing. it&apos;s two more credits. that&apos;s my only motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to make decisions. pronto. about so much. i don&apos;t know what to do about this summer course. i can&apos;t decide. i don&apos;t even want to think about europe right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m considering going to california for a little while this summer. maybe a week. that&apos;s another factor in the online course. i don&apos;t know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that&apos;s all i ever say lately. i don&apos;t know i don&apos;t know i don&apos;t know i don&apos;t know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are such a punch in the stomach lately.&lt;br /&gt;now it&apos;s time for food with danielle, so things must be considered later.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 09 Apr 2007 03:28:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>my god, what a beautiful boy</title>
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  <description>spring break was nothing short of excellent. i saw lots of people and did lots of things and it was fantastic. however, i neglected two weeks work of homework. i&apos;m still neglecting it, as a matter of fact. the only homework i did, incidentally, is for the class that got canceled tomorrow. oh karma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m really excited for this semester to be over with. so far it&apos;s gone by really quickly and it&apos;s been really great but being back home for as long as i was really made me miss somethings. namely jenna and corey time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate playing catch up and i hate that i&apos;m at the age that every time i see someone i love i have to do that because i&apos;m gone most of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i visited my grandparents the other day and it made me really happy. &lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t know. it was a super mellow week and a half and it was probably the best use of my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wildest thing i did was stay up until five in the morning drinking labatt blue and watching the golden girls with corey. a night well spent, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next semester&apos;s going to be really difficult, so i plan to spend my summer in an alcohol-induced coma... that or returning merchandise at lowe&apos;s. somehow i still have a job there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m worried about things, but i&apos;m too tired to form sentences or complete thoughts, for that matter. my tummy hurts and my apartment is cold.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i&apos;ll go to bed.</description>
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