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  <title>Your fantasies are unlikely, but beautiful...</title>
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  <updated>2005-12-27T21:00:49Z</updated>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-12-27T16:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-27T21:00:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So I got a Nintendo DS for Christmas and I got animal crossing. So if anyone out there is wifi connected, and has the game, add me as your friend, and I'll do the same. I got pears in my town, and I'll bring you some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend Code:3135-9450-2984&lt;br /&gt;Name:Danielle&lt;br /&gt;Town Name: Savannah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got Mario and Nintendogs too, but I've yet to get friend codes for those so far. One game at a time!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanutie:70084</id>
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    <title>babets &amp; jewelry</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T15:29:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-15T15:29:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Jay comes today. That's exciting, I havn't seen him in months &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've updated my &lt;a href="http://peanutie.deviantart.com/" target="_blank"&gt;DeviantArt&lt;/a&gt; page with some photographs of my jewelry. I have a lot of more stuff to put on there, hopefully it will go up soon. I've already got many nice messages from people about my work, ;o; thank you so much!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanutie:69683</id>
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    <title>she's got a little of the crazy eye in her</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T17:05:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T17:05:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.stellectric.com/ro/124.png" alt="" align="bottom"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did this last night at like 3:30 am. I love how the more I draw her, the more of a sociopath she becomes &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanutie:69526</id>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-11-03T17:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-03T22:42:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-03T22:42:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Interdisciplinary Crystal Challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool cause I'm in art school and that is one of my classes in the winter. Doesn't it sound like, I dunno, a game show? Maybe one that has to be dubbed into english?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually an excuse for me to work for &lt;a href="http://www.baccarat.fr/us/home/index.php" target="_blank"&gt;Baccarat&lt;/a&gt;, something that is fucking awesome for me as a student to get to do. Hooray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also if you're stuck for a christmas present, I'll be selling some of my production jewelry I made this quarter online shortly. Next week I'll have photos posted. I have tie-pins, bracelets, pendants, and earrings. All hand made, hand designed by me. Also all proceeds go to my Christmas fund so I can help make others have a wonderful holiday. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanutie:69226</id>
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    <title>didn't really need a test to tell me my life sucks, but oh well.</title>
    <published>2005-11-02T01:27:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-02T01:28:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="0" style="border: 1px solid #333333; margin: 10px;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; font: bold 16px sans-serif; background: #ffddbb; color: #000000; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;This Is My Life, Rated&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 18px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: 1px solid #333333; border-left: none; border-right: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelbar.gif" height="12" width="88" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 4.4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelbar.gif" height="12" width="92" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 4.6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Body:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelbar.gif" height="12" width="86" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 4.3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Spirit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" height="12" width="100" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 5&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Friends/Family:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/oryelbar.gif" height="12" width="58" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 2.9&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelgrebar.gif" height="12" width="108" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 5.4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="width: 85px; padding: 5px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; border-right: 1px solid #333333; background-image: none; background: #ffffcc; color: #000000;"&gt;Finance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="width: 240px; padding: 5px; padding-left: 0px; font: bold 12px sans-serif; text-align: left; border: none; vertical-align: middle; background-image: none; background: #ffffff; color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/img/yelbar.gif" height="12" width="80" style="border: 1px solid #000000; border-left: none; vertical-align: middle; padding: 0px; margin: 0px;"&gt; 4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="border: none; border-top: 1px solid #333333; font: bold 14px sans-serif; background: #ffeedd; padding: 5px; margin: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monkeyquiz.com/life/rate_my_life.html" style="color: #0000ff;"&gt;Take the Rate My Life Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanutie:69042</id>
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    <title>This most assuredly counts, She says most assuredly</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T05:05:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T05:05:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Fray - How to Save a Life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This year for Christmas, Jay will be spending the holidays with me. Hopefully this will distract me again from my painfully living arangements with my mother and her disgusting boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we've been talking about what we want to get each other for Christmas. This year, unlike every Christmas I've ever had, we won't be doing a lot of presents. This year has been hard on my family. Both of my parents lost their jobs and didnt get new ones. My dad is really ill, as usual. My mom's doing all she can to keep me in school and pay her bills. It kinda breaks my heart to see her trying to get like a early morning 5am something shift at the mall just to make some extra money to keep me at school. Anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I think for Jay's gift, I'll be just buying him a nice outfit. Maybe like a nice button down shirt from the gap and some pants, and a watch. I don't have any money left so hopefully the few hours I can work at the Bead store again will give me some christmas cash for presents. I want to get him a nice outfit because he kinda dresses like a thug, and he said he needed something to wear with me to midnight mass. Because I want to go this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then after I get my parents and sister something, I want to give my remaining money to charity. Jay said he would help me with that, so that makes me happy. Even though life is harder than it ever has been for my family, the only way that I can keep myself from entering that depression I've been in is to think that I can still make a difference in someone's life. Some people still have it harder than I do, and I can help those people. Knowing that in my heart actually makes me feel happy, unlike when people tell you, "dont worry, things will get better." Because maybe they won't. But for now, I can help someone else who might feel as helpless as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know Jay and I will be contributing a donation to &lt;a href="http://www.childsplaycharity.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Child's Play Charity&lt;/a&gt;, because we're both gamers, but I'm going to see about some local charities too. If anyone has any good suggestions that arnt the standard Salvation Army.... let me know. :)</content>
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    <title>ummmmmm hot guys</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T05:47:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T05:47:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I just saw that Batman movie. Why the fuck didn't anyone tell me that my MAN was in it. Seriously. When Cillian Murphy walked on screen in his little suit and glasses I pretty much stopped breathing. What are the two things I'm attracted to the most? Well Cillian Murphy and bad boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was &lt;a href="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y67/PyroLover/cillian_murphy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;fucking gorgeous&lt;/a&gt; killing zombies and miltary men in 28 days later, and he was &lt;a href="http://www.christophernolan.net/images/batman_photos_murphy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;fucking gorgeous&lt;/a&gt; being the scarecrow. It makes me want to say fuck a lot. GOD. Arg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...hot.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse i have to go because im losing my mind</content>
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    <title>Video Games, Jack Thompson, and the feelings inbetween.</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T21:52:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-21T21:52:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If anyone has been following anything related to video game politics or video game satire, then you most assuredly have come across a man named Jack Thompson. For those of you who don't, let me briefly explain.&lt;br /&gt;Jack Thompson is one of those men who thinks video games are murder simulators, and that people who play video games are influenced enough to go out and reinact what they play. And I'm not talking about &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LARP" target="_blank"&gt;LARPing&lt;/a&gt;. Since he is a lawyer, he's made it his personal quest to bring to light the maybe two or three instances where a murder has taken place in which the killer was also a video game addict. He's completely insane and very very very loud about his opinions. &lt;br /&gt;So the story goes that he &lt;a href="http://gc.advancedmn.com/article.php?artid=5883" target="_blank"&gt;offers $10,000 to a charity&lt;/a&gt; if someone will produce a video game based on his idea. Of course his proposal goes a little on the lines of, "A boy is beaten to death with a bat by a 14 year old gamer, and his father goes on a murder spree. He kills CEO's of video game companys and their family and children. He kills lawyers, video arcades etc." It fucking doesn't make sense. &lt;br /&gt;Of course someone did sort of make a game like that, I believe it was a patch for Grand Theft Auto game, and no Jack wouldn't write the check out to the charity. He said he was kidding.&lt;br /&gt;So Penny Arcade,  writes out the &lt;a href="http://www.penny-arcade.com/news.php?date=2005-10-17" target="_blank"&gt;$10,000 check&lt;/a&gt;, in his name. If you don't know Penny Arcade, they do webcomics/reviews on video games, as well as run a very impressive charity that is run and supported by GAMERS, called &lt;a href="http://www.childsplaycharity.org/" target="_blank"&gt;Child's Play Charity&lt;/a&gt;. They raised over half a million in donations, toys, games, video games.....you name it for hospitals and different organizations. &lt;br /&gt;Now Jack Thompson keeps getting madder and madder. He's threatened them with the police, send them faxes about how he is going to send the cops, then calls the FBI on them, and now I hear its the &lt;a href="http://www.pvponline.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Justice League&lt;/a&gt; that he's trying to send on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically what takes me out of my hole to post something is this. Video games are dorky. Some people play them a lot, some people play them from time to time. But when one man says that video games teach us to murder, to kill..... I get really pissed off. If games are teaching me to murder, then they are also fucking teaching me to cast level 4 fire on hordes of my enemies, teleport, collect fun hats, and level up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, you want to look at a scary group of people? It's definately not some kids playing World of Warcraft with their night elves and gnomes, its the fucking NRA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;case closed.</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-10-09T01:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T05:23:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T05:23:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so glad that SCAD got Ben Folds and The Fray to come play here tonight. That concert was incredible, something I sorely needed at this time of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitches ain't shit, anyone?</content>
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    <title>more drawings! yay!</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T05:03:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T05:03:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">another oekaki drawing of one of my ragnarok online characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stellectric.com/ro/157.png" alt="" align="bottom"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn that program gets some getting used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: She's not a bunny. She just has a bunny hat on, and a pirate hat. I don't draw bunny-woman.. that stuff is weird. And you can say those are poisonous pink fireflies shes got in her hands too!</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-09-18T12:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T16:41:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Oo I stayed up all night last night. I think it's like mexican independence week, so I wanted to draw something for my only mexican friend, George. He plays that ragnarok online game with me, so it's an oekaki of his wizard, Xin Pin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://stellectric.com/ro/155.png" alt="" align="bottom"&gt;</content>
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    <title>another reason why i love</title>
    <published>2005-09-08T05:21:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-08T05:21:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">danielle (1:19:23 AM): i am a goth ._.&lt;br /&gt;Jay Correa (1:19:46 AM): if you're a goth, i'll be a hun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;he always knows what to say, in the most clever way</content>
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    <title>aw</title>
    <published>2005-09-08T05:10:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-08T05:10:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love and miss my boyfriend. I wish he was here with me so I can make him make me english muffin sandwiches and snuggle with him in bed while I play his gameboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love that he used to call himself a thug and now he listens to the Postal Service, Death Cab for Cutie, and the Eurythmics, and he sings them to me every night. Its because they remind him of me, and that's really cute. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>uhh</title>
    <published>2005-09-05T01:45:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-05T01:45:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello, I forgot about this place, didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer was a vacation filled with working full hours at a job where no one really wanted to work, where no one showed up on time, and where everyone in the world had their own personal problems which made working very stressful. My mother went through a full mid-life crisis complete with boob job, tattoo, belly button piercing, smoking, and about 4 boyfriends at a time. Both my parents lost their jobs, and my dad would tell me everytime I talk to him that he's dying. I had no friends on the cape, no one at work ever asked me to do anything, so it was pretty much go to work and come home. And Jay visited me for the last month which made it a little better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my summer was still the worst summer I've ever had. And that little paragraph pretty much sums it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why I'm back really, we'll see how long this lasts. I'm back in Savannah, in my new appartment on E. State Street. School starts soon too.</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-06-02T12:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T16:29:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T16:29:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really really hate Cape Cod. It's a fucking wasteland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, my only two ways of communicating with the outside world have both become unreliable and shitty as well. My cell phone, which has just been upgraded and switched to verizon worked FINE in savannah. But no, not on Cape Cod. Here, my charger seems to tell me, "unable to charge" like every other time I plug it in. And this new phone has about 1 1/2 talk time before the battery is dead. Also if I decide to unplug my phone while charging and talking, it immediately hangs up my call. My screen freezes, and about 75% of the time calling people the phone rings and rings but on their end they hear no call. Basically my calls don't go through. And my text messages dont seem to be going through either. Unlimited text messages IN plan. What the fuck is that. I hope none of my friends use shitty Verizon to be in that fucking plan to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cable modem, which I've had for about 4 years in my room now also doesn't work. Today was the second trip from Comcast to my house. My modem will randomly just shut off, and I will have to reboot my computer and unplug the modem for about 30 seconds. This may not sound annoying at first, but it happens all the time. Cable is supposed to be constantly connected. If i wanted to deal with that I'd get a dial up. So now the guy tells me I can't have my cable tv plugged in at the same time as my computer. What the fuck. 4 years it was never like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom on the other hand, she's never around. Doesn't seem to care about anything that isnt her boyfriends, tanning, or going to the gym. I can't believe what or who my mom has turned into, but its disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cape Cod is a piece of shit. I should have stayed in Savannah. I'd rather starve myself to death and drop down below 100 pounds than deal with my phone not working, no friends, no cell phone, no internet, and no parent to even come home to visit for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i turned off comments because i know one of you fuckers would respond to this post with, "oh cape cod is nice blah blah beaches" or some lame shit. Then i'd have to kill you.</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-05-30T12:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-30T16:23:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">my dad just called me again today. the conversation lasted around 3 minutes, but it was long enough for him to tell me that he is now crippled for the rest of his life, and has lost his job.</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-05-22T10:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-22T14:30:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-22T14:30:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't write in here becaues I usually just complain to my roommate instead of having to type everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see, today is Sunday. I'm going to head to Elliott's house and do a power point thing, then go to fahm and finish my final. Then I come home and start to pack and move into my new apartment. And then on Thursday I go back to the cape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forget how to write in a live journal. And jays coming on the 15th to the cape to see Dane Cook and visit me :)</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-04-05T11:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-05T15:52:34Z</published>
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    <content type="html">my top three favorite songs, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Brandy - Looking Glass&lt;br /&gt;2. Romeo and Juliet - Dire Straits&lt;br /&gt;3. Downeaster Alexa - Billy Joel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and none of these can be replaced by any current or new music because, well I just love them so much.</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-03-30T12:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-30T17:31:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Sue is going to get the best wedding present ever from me because I say so. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-03-26T19:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-27T00:43:57Z</published>
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    <content type="html">blame it on a rush of blood to the head</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-03-21T13:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-21T18:22:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I've asked this before but it's the end of march now and I still have nothing... does anyone have a copy of Painter that they wouldnt mind sending me? o_o thank you &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-02-10T22:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T03:16:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T03:16:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="+9"&gt;DISREGARD &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_shaunama' lj:user='shaunama' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://shaunama.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://shaunama.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;shaunama&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;SHE AIN'T FAT&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-02-09T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-10T02:24:27Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.barachan.com/poekaki/pictures/29.png" alt="" align="bottom"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so I think I'm getting better with my tablet. I mean , LOOK AT THAT HAT!!!! It really looks like something! Yay! okay I coulored outside the lines on the hearts but.... bite me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me 2 hours to shade the upper lip. I think it's my best work.</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-02-08T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T19:07:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T19:07:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I registered for my spring quater classes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;MW 9-11:30    MTJW: Form &amp; Inspiration &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;MW 3-5:30      Metals Studio IV: Processes and Surfaces&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;TR   9-11:30   20th Cent. Art History&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>peanutie @ 2005-02-07T23:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T04:11:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T04:11:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I rarely update because I dont want to be those, "it's 3am and the sprinkler just turned on" people. And if you get that reference kudos to you because you're probably a journaling internet celebrity from a long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I suppose I do have one thing to mention. I play RO as you all know and today someone pretended to be Jay and to get my account info. It was really scary, only beacuse he talked JUST LIKE JAY. He called me baby and everything. The only slip up that made me rethink who it was, was that this person said, "what do u mean?" and I dont talk to people who cant take the time to spell "you" correctly. When I finally did run into Jay about 20 minutes later my heart like dropped when I realized it wasnt him. Good thing I don't give out my information because that's like taking a ride from a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is boring and the only drama I have is video game related. &amp;gt;</content>
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