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  <title>My life</title>
  <subtitle>aka. the life of the criminally insane</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Arianna</name>
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  <updated>2007-10-29T13:40:41Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:144594</id>
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    <title>Raving in the city</title>
    <published>2007-10-29T12:40:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-29T13:40:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">SO Friday night was awesome.  Went to Roseland Ballroom to see Paul Van Dyk with Michelle...what an awesome rave.  Here is the rundown of what happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday&lt;br /&gt;6pm: Took the train from Poughkeepsie to Grand Central&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm: Arrived at Grand Central.  Went to hail a cab and some dumb bitch ran in front of us and stole it.  Michelle almost punched her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8:30pm: Arrived at roseland ballroom. 1.5 miles later and $30.  Got in line, one of the first, to get in.  They tell us it will only be a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9:30pm: They let us in.  We are fucking soaking wet.  It's pouring all day, we have no umbrella and are just wearing short sleeve shirts and pants.  Fucking cold.  The first DJ starts to spin...don't know who it was, some unknown.  Got a few drinks (at $9 a pop).  Met up with Paul (my boss, lol), his brother Dan and his girlfriend Lisa, Jana, Pat and Sarah.  Got our drink on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11pm: Dancing around on the dance floor.  I love techno, you can dance like a fool and yet it is still applicable.  Some guy was getting jerked off behind Paul on the dance floor.  Couldnt stop laughing about that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat&lt;br /&gt;12am: Paul Van Dyk starts spinning.  By got that was amazing.  Smoke and lights and unbelieveable beats.  We party it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:30am: Find Paul amoungst the crowd.  He's about to bounce.  We are too (the rave goes until 6am).  Michelle and i leave, and since we dont want to pay for another cab we decide to walk back to Grand Central...the 2 miles it is.  We walk through Times Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:45am: We find someone's cell phone.  She calls it.  We wait outside the Hersey Store to give it back to her.  Michelle gets a hug from a littel asian girl in a cat woman costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:15am:  We get back to Grand Central, after many encounters with strange foreign people and drunks.  Unfortunately for us, our train isnt until 6:20am and we cant even go inside Grand central because it is closed until 5.  We hang around outside, get hot dogs and some weird old Irish man invades our personal space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:20am: get on the train, oh thank you god. At this point we have been awake for about 27 hours straight.  We barely stay awake the train ride home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9am: get back to our house.  go to sleep, sleep until 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was amazing and i'm looking forward to the next one.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:141813</id>
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    <title>self reflection in the worst way</title>
    <published>2006-07-23T01:16:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-23T01:37:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i was driving the other day, and i got to thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can remember being gay as early as 3rd grade....actually earlier.  there was this girl, evie...she was in my...maybe 3rd or 4th grade class, i thought she was soooo cute.   and i remember play fighting with caitlin ryan, back in 3rd grade, wrestling over shit, and i took it a little more erotically than a 3rd grader should.  lol  it's funny the shit u remember, isnt it.  and the thing is, i dont have any young memories about liking boys.  throughout middle school and high school, sure, i dated boys, as most of u know.  and college, hell....but that was college.  (blushes)  but as a young kid, i dont remember ever really getting turned on by boys, only girls.  and the "relationships" i had with boys, never meant much to me.  (no offense to those of u)  most of them were just sexual gratification, nothing serious, just conquests, entertainment if u will.  girls though, ::sigh:: girls are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i always knew i would end up with a woman...it was just the rest of u that were in the dark.  lol</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:119561</id>
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    <title>inspired by Rachel (gande)</title>
    <published>2005-05-20T22:57:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-21T00:21:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">rache wrote on her blog something similar to this, and in my boredom, and also i think it's really sweet, i'm going to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my appreciation...my thank you, to those that really meant something to me this year at New Paltz, and to a few who maybe might not have been so crucial, but made the little difference.  i know not all of you will read this, as a few don't have LJ, but who knows..hopefully u will all come across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="CC0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andrea&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, u are probably the only reason i haven't lost my mind completely this year (especially this semester).  u are my best friend here.  u have always taken care of me, listened to me bitch about..everything..., and fed me.  u are my painter, my big english dork who cant spell, and my roommate fiance.  next semester will be amazing....lots of food, a pimpin' room, and our little pet fancy mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="CC0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rachel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, neighbor, gande, little rache, my little cracked out smoker.  u've been there since the beginning, since "eyelashes."  u always let me interrupt your homework just to chat.  i love our late night cigarette walks, laying and watching the clouds...and our bisexuality.  u will get a fun lesbian to call your own, i promise.  oh, and you are emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="CC0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, oh mel...there was a point when i only had u and andrea here.  u are the best faerie ever, even though you are afraid of feet, vaginas, and tape.  ;)  our trip to oneonta was awesome, and our midnight, midhudson bridge adventure was so much fun, despite my lack of fence climbing abilities.  u are an awesome photographer, u still need to photograph me.  you are the UK to my US.  never once have u critized me for my...exploits...and i love you for it.  thanks for sticking up for me against all those "poopieheads." sorry i'm not in your suite next year....i just couldnt deal with the tiny room-ness, and mine and andrea's room will be pimptastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="CC0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, dear clone, john joseph gaudet, i love you.  that's really all there is to it.  i couldnt have gotten through english class without you, nor could i have gotten through this semester.  from 80s night, to our bug catching excursions....u are the best clone a girl could ever have, and i'm so happy u are moving into bouton next year, as i will be spending insane amounts of time with you...thanks for being you.  oh, and your boyfriend is cool too....that helps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="CC0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lori&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, u are just fucking awesome.  it's always fun when u are around.  sushi, anything but clothes, 80s night, people auction, just fucking fun...despite and through the drama.  i'm so glad that you are my friend, and i'm always around to do your homework. ;)  and   W00T for you getting into grad school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="CC0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rob&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, u have a bit part, i must say, mostly because u are always fucking working....but u definitely deserve a mention, which does mean a lot.  thanks for being there, usually online, for me to bitch to about everything, for all your drunkenness, random times, and first semester trips to the mall, for no reason other than to escape, blasting manson or 80s music.  TAKE, THESE BROKEN WINGS....    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="CC0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rachel-202&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, u my dear, are beautiful.  dont let anyone, ANYONE tell u different.  thanks for always being up late, for getting my hero with me, for complaining about people, and for the things i can't mention on here.  ;)  oh, and next semester, even though u wont be living on campus..you will be mine. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="CC0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, u aren't even on my friends list at the moment, cuz i currently dislike you.  but you make this list soley for always being someone i can hate....someone i can get mad at, someone to take my frustrations out on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my list of thanks....it was kinda like signing a yearbook.  thanks for such a great year...to everyone....i love all of you guys, and u all better fucking visit me this summer..&lt;i&gt;i have a pool&lt;/i&gt;....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:114075</id>
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    <title>this weekends pictures:</title>
    <published>2005-05-08T20:49:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-08T20:57:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">they are kinda big, cuz i'm lazy and dont resize them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday was me and the clone time...finding bugs, and being far too amused with a dead turtle:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010068.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010058.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010064.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, first was 80s night, only have a pic of me in my outfit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010071.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next was friday night playing "never have i ever" (i had the most things i'd done...surprised?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010076.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010077.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010078.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010073.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was friday later that night, playing pool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010081.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010084.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010085.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010086.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then comes the "anything but clothes" party with liz and lori:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010088.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010091.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010093.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010095.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010097.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/c80581d7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:103569</id>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-04-12T01:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-12T05:19:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-12T06:51:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i spent the night hanging out with caitlin and working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all i have to say about it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have stayed in a just wrote my paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'm jsut over reacting....but with my luck, i'm probably not</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:102211</id>
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    <title>omg, i forgot this happened until just now</title>
    <published>2005-04-09T19:17:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-09T19:17:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>once in a life time - wolfsheim</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this morning, at like 630 am my evil roomate wasn't here and the phone rang and i was like wtf so i ignored it and they called again so i crawled out of bed, picked up the phone and it was of course for my roomate.  the person asked where she was, i said i didn't know.  they were like, well, is she at class (it's fucking sat) and i was like i don't know, it's 630 in the morning, and the person ssaid (in a ghetto voice of course) "excuse me, are u giving me an attitude, i wouldnt be calling if it wasn't important."  haha, sure, her friends call all the damn time.  so i was like, i don't know where the hell she is, and i hung up and went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i had a dream last night about a really hot vampire girl, who had a penis.  i never saw the penis, i just knew she had one.  and i had to go thru this maze to get to her, but i never got there.  lol, weird.....i think i'm just horny.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been over a week since i've....yeah......(hehe, i had to reference that my dear clone, to make up your lack of talking about it in urs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at noon, got brunch with mi chica, ate with evan, dave, and her friend andy, who had beautiful eyes, and is also an aries.  (it's amazing how much one can find out about a person when first meeting them).  then went back to her room, i showed her the new moby video with the furries!  hehe, and i showed off my abilities to sign the song "Yellow" by coldplay.  i should teach her some sign language.  i love it, in deaf movies, when there is a couple in bed together holding eachother, and not facing each other, and the sign in front of them, using the other person's body.  i think that's soo...i don't know, it's just beautiful.  ok, enough about my dorky tendencies towards sign &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:100932</id>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-04-07T06:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-07T10:20:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-07T19:35:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i love my clone john more tha words can express...more to come about that later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also want to see caitlin more than words can express...&amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, shower time &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i've been up since 730am yesterday...my clone and i pulled an all nighter, because it is my bday and we just hung out all night...like i said, more to come later)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::EDIT::  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too lazy to write what we did all night, me and john, so i'm stealing what he wrote and putting it in my words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started the "arianna birthday celebration". john came over after midnight, because i started my bday off in tear and he wanted to cheer me up so he gave me a present.  a comic book by josh wheden!  we went to the deli. came back to my dorm aroun 1:30am and he met two of my friends, rachel (202) and amanda.  they loved him. its there we decided to not go to sleep since we had our english class at 830. so we left their room around 4am, and went to dunkin donuts and got smoothies, stole a sign, and watched ducks and made up conversations that they might have. it was so great. and the fun's not over. cause its only 630am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its amazing how i met her and how much a difference she makes."   i feel the same exact way about you my dear &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s., i did my hair, so amanda better be happy, even though i think it looks horrid at the moment</content>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-04-03T10:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T14:25:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T21:35:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">packing up my computer...cuz i leave in about an hour.....don't have a heart attack when i'm not online for the next 5ish hours...i haven't died</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:98472</id>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-04-02T23:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T04:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T04:55:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, so my hair...really hard to style.  gonna need peoples help with this at the begining...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not really hard..just hard for me</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:97734</id>
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    <title>new hair!</title>
    <published>2005-04-01T17:11:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-01T17:11:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i look terrible in these pics cuz i'm exhausted, but here is my new hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010017.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010018.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:94262</id>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-03-22T23:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-23T04:58:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-23T05:02:57Z</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=1074698164" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;If I were God over LiveJournal... by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/paperandhairgod/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;shinikami&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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;Username&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="armored_username" value="pretendplaid" 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;Jesus would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;trackdork23&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;The four archangels would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;ispillmysoul&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;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;thephotofaerie&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;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;jay_e_lynch&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;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;laugh_alittle&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;The Blessed Virgin would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;gigglygal&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;Satan would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;ohmushymushy&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;The antichrist would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;sushimaca&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;And YOU would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;An angel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="shinikami"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074698164"&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;ok, katie is the blessed virgin...perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my clone is satan!  i am god, and my clone is satan...how fucking perfect is that.  SEE JOHN, WE ARE CLONES!</content>
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    <title>reasons i love my clone john</title>
    <published>2005-03-22T04:59:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-22T05:06:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i was inspired to make an entry completely devoted to john...my clone..and the reasons i love him....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reasons Why I Love John&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-his full name is John Joseph Gaudet....so uber PROPER it's ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;-he's a very liberal bisexual who LOOKS LIKE HE'S 12.....like me!&lt;br /&gt;-he has 10 PIERCINGS...3 of which are that fun industral thing!...i know where the others are, and u dont! :P&lt;br /&gt;-he's LABEL-LESS.  you can't say "oh, he's preppy" etc, cuz he's label-less.&lt;br /&gt;-his boyfriend has a FUN NAME&lt;br /&gt;-almost every one of his LJ entries has something about his PENIS, or actions taken towards it, in the entry.&lt;br /&gt;-DREW hit on him! (that's only something my new paltz people will understand as a bad thing)&lt;br /&gt;-he agrees that our english class is COMPLETELY RETARDED.&lt;br /&gt;-he named his computer VICKI and she talks to him.&lt;br /&gt;-he likes BUFFY..enough said&lt;br /&gt;-he has a DORKY TATTOO!  the x-men symbol&lt;br /&gt;-he's uber SWEET.&lt;br /&gt;-he doesn't flinch when i greet him with "SEXY" " MY LOVE" or "DEAR."&lt;br /&gt;-because he is himself, and i love him, and he is my clone</content>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-03-19T19:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-20T00:57:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-20T00:57:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm in boston!!!!!!!!!!!   and u people aren't!  haha....a whole lot more to write when i get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u all a bunch tho!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boston is amazing.  i want to live here.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is nice to be outta my little hippie town.  tho i do love it</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:89285</id>
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    <title>fun pics from this weekend....</title>
    <published>2005-03-07T19:26:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-07T20:56:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lola Ray</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/eaea5721.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miseur Jacque California Roll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/1012638d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rich really liking the bunk bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/7f83266f.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cool is this pic!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/34343813.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel is a hottie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/99768256.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here is the dan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/7f2543bd.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gratuitus ari!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/ddd815ea.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gratuitus mel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010207.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan brought rum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010212.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and stole my camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010249.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we starting drawing on each other...in sharpie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010247.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dan has an emo tear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010268.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mel made rich squirm...it was &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/4c9f2c7d.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 3 of us idiots...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/de696dd0.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010263.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wrote "i &amp;lt;3 men, and i &amp;lt;3 doctors" on dan's neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/6512bafa.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out. of. control.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/P1010269.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did most of this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/31bebbbf.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got me back tho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v635/pretendplaid4/f2826ded.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tryn drew wings on mel...she wasnt insane like dan and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pics are huge, sorry</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:88342</id>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-03-05T19:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-06T00:09:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-06T00:09:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Very Gay SpongeBob!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/spongebob.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the religious right says so...&lt;br /&gt;And because his best friend looks a bit too much like a penis.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/gaychildhoodiconquiz/"&gt;What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm bored</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:86808</id>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-03-02T16:58:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-02T22:03:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-02T22:03:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>HIM - Buried alive by love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear Life, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep being random.  It always amuses me, and it's always when i'm down.  Just wanted to let you know.  Keep up the good work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Love, &lt;br /&gt;Ari</content>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-02-25T20:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-26T02:14:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-26T02:14:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things I miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) having a boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;2) my mom&lt;br /&gt;3) my andrea cuz i never see her&lt;br /&gt;4) my bestest friends!&lt;br /&gt;5) target&lt;br /&gt;6) sex&lt;br /&gt;7) having a tv in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I don't miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) roniesha (when she actually leaves)&lt;br /&gt;2) feeling left out&lt;br /&gt;3) my virginity (:-P to tom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 things I've done that y'all motha fuckas probably have not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) gotten 3 tattoos in under a year&lt;br /&gt;2) hooked up with a boy in a dress (memories...)&lt;br /&gt;3) Made out with two other people at once, twice, with different people&lt;br /&gt;4) learned 5 languages...screw y'all&lt;br /&gt;5) gotten a boy in bed, using sign language as my pick up line&lt;br /&gt;6) swam with sting rays&lt;br /&gt;7) gotten thru a semester of spanish, without speaking any spanish&lt;br /&gt;8) heard the phrase "my penis was so big i made her stomache hurt" and it didn't apply to me...not that i have penis...&lt;br /&gt;9) mounted a whip and handcuffs to my wall&lt;br /&gt;10) spent so much time with mel that we say the same things at the same time</content>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-02-25T15:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T20:45:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-25T20:45:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/frozenebony/1048039446_pRACHELSB7.jpg" border="0" alt="Transgender Barbie"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're Transgender Barbie!  You're well, there's no&lt;br&gt;way to describe you.  Pick a sex and stay with&lt;br&gt;it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/frozenebony/quizzes/If%20You%20Were%20A%20Barbie%2C%20Which%20Messed%20Up%20Version%20Would%20You%20Be%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;If You Were A Barbie, Which Messed Up Version Would You Be?&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;hahahahahaha....wow....quite fitting when u think about my week, and well, me</content>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-02-16T00:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T05:36:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-16T05:36:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Koshari/1072669473_otTheDevil.jpg" border="0" alt="The Devil Card"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are the Devil card. The Devil is based on the&lt;br&gt;figure Pan, Lord of the Dance. The earthy&lt;br&gt;physicality of the devil breeds lust. The&lt;br&gt;devil's call to return to primal instincts&lt;br&gt;often creates conflict in a society in which&lt;br&gt;many of these instincts must be kept under&lt;br&gt;control. Challenges posed by our physical&lt;br&gt;bodies can be overcome by strength in the&lt;br&gt;mental, emotional, and spiritual realms. Pan is&lt;br&gt;also a symbol of enjoyment and rules our&lt;br&gt;material creativity. The devil knows physical&lt;br&gt;pleasure and how to manipulate the physical&lt;br&gt;world. Material creativity finds its output in&lt;br&gt;such things as dance, pottery, gardening, and&lt;br&gt;sex. The self-actualized person is able to&lt;br&gt;accept the sensuality and usefulness of the&lt;br&gt;devil's gifts while remaining in control of any&lt;br&gt;darker urges. Image from The Stone Tarot deck.&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://hometown.aol.com/newtarotdeck/"&gt;http://hometown.aol.com/newtarotdeck/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Koshari/quizzes/Which%20Tarot%20Card%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Tarot Card 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;</content>
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    <title>today's events:</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T00:15:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-16T00:15:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">- went to english class....was 5 min late cuz i overslept, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- came back and hung out with rachel, amanda and gerry for like, the whole day.  played cards in hazzy, killed amanda, played monopoly in their room...me and gerry joined forces, and granted each other asylum on our properties...so we made amanda and rachel go bankrupt.  i ended the game with the whole board in hotels and $5000 dollars.  then we played phase 10...made gerry skip both his classes, i skipped one too.  he's so damn adorable.  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-got permission from my dad to drop russian, but he's making me pay him $500 if i do cuz it's my enatly for doing it, or something.  who knows.  i agreed, cuz i have the money and all.  i can make that in 2 weeks back home at target.  so yeah...no more russian, thank god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-gotta go to work in an hour</content>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-02-14T22:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T03:58:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T03:58:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;lt;3 my whorish icon</content>
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    <title>::rolls eyes::</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T22:38:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T23:28:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lola ray - "plague"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"I only do what the people say&lt;br /&gt;I exist in the hearts of all our friends&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be a victim here&lt;br /&gt;I just want to rid the people of this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we all die young&lt;br /&gt;We need no victims in this&lt;br /&gt;Flaccid generation&lt;br /&gt;We need no victims in this"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how hard i try, i still really loathe some people...and of course, this day, and all the ::makes dumb blonde cheerleader voice:: "happy valentines day" fucking entries and away messages....they need to stop.  before i find a gun and start shooting people up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aren't just oh so cheery lately?  ::rolls eyes::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::EDIT (6:15pm)::&lt;br /&gt;i feel horrible sick.  i'm nauseous, my throat is really dry and hurts, i'm dizzy, and i'm really hot yet i'm wearing next to nothing and the window's open.  i'm not sure if it's my emotional state that is to blame, or if it's actually a physical thing, or a little of both.  doesn't matter, i still have to go into work.  can't call in sick unless it's 2 hours in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, look at the last 2 weeks or so, my life has been kinda miserable...punctuated with a small few good moments.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pretendplaid:79351</id>
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    <title>fuck it</title>
    <published>2005-02-12T15:33:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-12T16:04:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FUCK YOU ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's right, i don't care.  i don't need u.  there are very few of u that i can tolerate at all anymore..here's the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rich&lt;br /&gt;lizzy&lt;br /&gt;tom&lt;br /&gt;andrea&lt;br /&gt;rachael, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;mel&lt;br /&gt;allie, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;amanda&lt;br /&gt;rachel (in 202)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the whole fucking list.  out of all my "friends" those are the only ones that i care to spend any time with lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and for all u jerks who think that writing about people on LJ is oh so wrong, go fall on the pointy end of a sword, cuz this is MY LJ and this is how i vent...so fuck off</content>
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    <title>omg am i one big dork or what?</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T05:17:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-10T18:06:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>BTVS</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok, so i'm in rachel and amanda's room...we are on...hour 8 of the buffy marathon...we even had ice cream.  i have created a buffy addict out of rachel!!  w00t!!!  buffy offically is THE SEX!!!!!!!!!!!  ok ok...enough about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the sexual desert...i need a boy....like whoa.  it's gotten so bad...here, look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weedjax: my lower back is really tight&lt;br /&gt;pretendplaid4: wow, that sounded wayyy hotter than it was supposed to...i am wayyyy to horny&lt;br /&gt;pretendplaid4: my brain went "lower back..mmmm......massages...mmm...touching.....mmm...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it's bad.  and so far this semester i've only stumbled upon 1 decently cute boy who doesnt even live on campus.  if u think u know who i am talking about u are prob right.  i have no luck, none at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class tomorrow...only til 11:15 tho, and i don't even think i'm going to that...haha, me and rachel are rebels.  :D  we'll watch more buffy...haha.  we're gonna become hermits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that's all i can think of for now....</content>
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    <title>pretendplaid @ 2005-02-07T08:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T13:11:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T13:11:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i had a lovely weekend....now i have class so i'll update about it later...lol</content>
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