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  <title>Oh lord, Eric's got a Live Journal</title>
  <subtitle>"We've got a city to love..."</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-10-18T04:46:14Z</updated>
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    <title>Almost 7 months??</title>
    <published>2007-10-18T04:46:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-18T04:46:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>House of Cards: Radiohead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Damn. It's been a while. Well, let's get on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my senior year. My last year within the confines of the Hudson School, with the same 30 people I've come to know over my 4 year high school experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been through a lot since my freshman year, a year that stands out more than many years in recent years. A lot has changed in me since then: I've gained friends and shed acquaintances (although you never truly can in a place as cramped as this), I've learned how to play instruments and, as a result, am considered the life force to the BTL concerts (Which I argue against on many levels, but not publicly...because the praise feels awesome). I've become admired by the faculty...soon followed by near unanimous contempt from the faculty (stupid stupid me) and in the end, my goal is in sight and I am so close to grasping it. Only 7 seemingly long months stand in my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't usually delve too much in the past. It's just such a weird feeling for me. Ever since freshman year, I expected my senior year to be one of excitement and peace with everything around you. I expected that the bulk of my problems would be among the college apps I'm ultimately going to have to finish within the next month. Yet while that stress is still there, my senior year is not what I expected but, in the end, could quite possibly be the polar opposite. I'm pretty sick of everything right now. People I thought I could never get tired of seem to piss me off more and more each day. I see people's flaws which is not something I'm accustomed to. I try my best to make the most out of every situation, but I end up having this same feeling of "Fuck you, you, and you...oh you too" and it's driving me completely insane. (Senioritis is a bitch. Y'all weren't joking :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's times like this where it pays to have friends outside your usual social circle. I saw Olga for the first time since Open Mic night at the church my freshman year. It felt really good to see her again. It was kind of funny though. I hadn't even seen a picture of her till a few months ago, and it was so funny getting that connection back. She has changed a lot since then and she seems like she's going on to some amazing things. It's was very refreshing to see her after so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the BTL concert is just around the bend! We gotsta start getting on that shit. so many ideas, so little time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and Philosophy was probably the worst class for me to sign up for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright that's all for now. Good writing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace out.</content>
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    <title>JOY!!!</title>
    <published>2007-03-29T20:49:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-29T20:49:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Godfather</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear Eric:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Congratulations!  We're pleased to inform you that you have been accepted into Berklee's 12-Week Full Credit Summer Program.  We look forward to meeting you in May and are excited to have you as part of this year's summer semester....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damien S. Bracken&lt;br /&gt;Director of Admissions, Scholarships and Student Employment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SQUEE!!!</content>
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    <title>Merry christmas</title>
    <published>2006-12-25T20:23:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-25T20:23:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Nice christmas, with lots of wine and karaoke which, for some reason go very well together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, happty holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. RIP James Brown</content>
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    <title>Glad I came back to this...</title>
    <published>2006-12-15T05:06:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-15T05:06:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dirt Off Your Shoulder: Jay-Z</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3" bgcolor="white"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="ColorQuiz.com" src="http://www.colorquiz.com/images/colorquizlogosmall2.gif" width="120" height="32"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td&gt;Eric+Messihi took the free ColorQuiz.com personality test!&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Needs a way of escape from all that oppresses him ..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.colorquiz.com/cgi-bin/results.cgi?do=print_blog&amp;amp;picked1=3,5,6,4,2,1,0,7,7&amp;amp;picked2=4,0,6,1,3,7,5,2,5&amp;amp;sex=Male&amp;amp;blog_name=Eric+Messihi"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to read the rest of the results.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's acurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been shitty, minus the jam sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all.</content>
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    <title>To all Radiohead fans with (I can't stress this enough) an OPEN MIND...</title>
    <published>2006-12-05T02:30:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-05T02:30:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Climbing Up The Walls: Easy Star All-Stars</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;sql=10:me5a8qfcbt94"&gt;http://www.allmusic.com/cg/amg.dll?p=amg&amp;sql=10:me5a8qfcbt94&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buy it.&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;It's fantastic.</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2006-11-19T06:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-19T06:47:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just saw an official "Guys Gone Wild" movie set...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm kinda scared.</content>
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    <title>Oy. Great way to start the week</title>
    <published>2006-10-24T00:49:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-24T00:49:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want to thank everyone for their support. It really means a lot to me that so many people took the time out to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it bluntly, yes. My laptop was stolen, durring dodgeball at around 5:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, there's a good chance that home insurance can cover it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trusting anybody now, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. Gotta go. Latin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, thanks, you guys.</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-09-07T20:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T01:02:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T01:02:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mr. Tambourine Man: Bob Dylan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday                           Tuesday                           Wednesday                           Thursday                           Friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English 11                      English 11                        English 11                              English 11                         English 11&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free                               Free                                  Free                                        Free                                   Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photography                  Chorus                              Wed. Meeting                         Chorus                               Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;US History 2                   US History 2                      US History 2                           US History 2                       US History 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free                               Free                                  Free                                        Free                                   Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free                               Music Theory                    Free                                        Music Theory                     Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latin 2                           Latin 2                              Latin 2                                    Latin 2                               Free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inter. Algebra                Inter. Algebra                    Inter. Algebra                          Inter. Algebra                    Inter. Algebra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biology                         Biology                               Biology                                    Biology                              Biology&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 frees on Friday?! There is a god!</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-09-07T15:23:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T19:30:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T22:12:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tables And Chairs: Andrew Bird</lj:music>
    <content type="html">First day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part it was pretty chill, but not without a few awkward moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't shake the feeling that I wont have the same relationships with certian people like I did last year, which is a common thing anyways, but It's something I really don't want happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, Ophir stole the show in the church. Fuckin' bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have almost no frees on tuesdays and thursdays, which SUUUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, not sure how this year's gunna turn out, but I hope that it turns out to be enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song ideas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribute: Tenacious D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Ya: Outcast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break Stuff (acoustic with mike and ben): Limp Bizkit</content>
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    <title>Today, we mourn the death of an icon</title>
    <published>2006-09-04T06:37:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-04T06:50:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">MEDIA RELEASE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Queensland Police Service advise Australian wildlife personality Steve Irwin has died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is believed Mr Irwin collapsed after being stung by a sting-ray at Batt Reef, Low Isle off Port Douglas about 11am. He had been filming a documentary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being stung by the sting-ray, his crew called for medical treatment and the Emergency Management Queensland Helicopter responded however Mr Irwin had died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Irwin’s family has been advised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Steve Irwin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will not soon be forgotten</content>
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    <title>SOOOOOooooo....</title>
    <published>2006-08-19T02:48:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-19T02:48:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Snakes on a Plane= The most fun I've EVER had in a movie theater. Hans down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"AARGH! You bitch!! get...off...my...dick!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday's in 5 days. Joy!</content>
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    <title>Update!</title>
    <published>2006-08-01T02:31:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-01T02:48:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>theme for the Water Temple (aka, Satans Asshole)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sooo...What to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ozzfest 2006...SWEETNESS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot as a mother fucker though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time, is one of the most amazing 3D video games of any generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...and MUSE IN 4 DAYS MOFUCKAAASSS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FLAMING LIPS IN SEPTEMBER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RHCP IN OCTOBER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKIN' RIGHT BIATCHES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your time, and good night. :)</content>
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    <title>Live through this andyou won't look back...</title>
    <published>2006-06-09T03:13:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-09T03:13:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bad Behaviour: Super Furry Animals</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"God works in mysterious ways"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That couldn't be more true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lewis Berns, one of my oldest and dearest friends got ahold of me online me tonight. We began with idle conversation, the "hey's" and "how are you's" we are so accustomed to aren't what he usually opens a conversation with, he usually started our conversations with "yo man, we need to get stoned sometime" or "duuuuude, I'm a robot" or some shit. &lt;br /&gt;So he gives me the "hey, how are you" thing that I'm used to and it throws me off. I go with it though, thinking he may have been caught tripping on the shrooms he said he was gunna get last weekend. I bring it up casually: "You have that shroom trip you were planning?" and he tells me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a trip on 2cp (a sort of cross between acid and E) he began having anxiety when he tried to sleep, so he went to the hospital to see what was wrong, and that's when he found out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hypertrophic cardiomyopathy. It's where there's a thickening in the heart, which means if your heart beats too fast or too much adrenaline goes through your system, your heart can stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means, he can't do sports, lift, go on roller coasters, and above all else, smoke weed or do any drugs of any sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not an absolute tragedy, I mean, heart disorder aside, he's in great physical shape and is a very intelligent person. It'sjust strange, you know? He was always very athletic, loved roller coasters more than any person I've ever met, and was just very active in all aspects of the word. This just totally flips his world upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He can't smoke weed anymore. Jesus fucking christ that's weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's not all bad. He seems very into changing his life according to what has happened, and he's starting guitar lessons as a new hobby/coping mechanism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idk. It's just so fucking strange. Why couldn't it happen to someone else? someone more appropriate. Like, a straight edge kid with a fear of heights who plays golf or something like that. This just puts everything about my Ridgewood life out of perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me a story his doctor told him, about a kid who got diagnosed with it who had just gotten a full ride scholarship in soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a very scary thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'm just glad he isn't dying.</content>
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    <title>Soooo....I'm still not doing my paper...</title>
    <published>2006-05-18T03:37:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-18T03:37:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>In The Morning Of The Magicians: The Flaming Lips</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I'm procrastinating more on my paper and writing here (it's been due time anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was at school untill about 10:15 pm, which was stupid because I could have gotten home at least an hour earlier, but I spent it evesdropping (or at least attempting to) on the peoples in charge of cutting songs. No news there.&lt;br /&gt;I have too much shit to deal with right now, and I can't blame anyone but myself for it, which is kind of a depressing realization, that I could have prevented absolutly everything. But I didn't and here I am, writing a journal entry at 11:59 the night before a big english paper is due, as I'm failing Chemistry and should be studying for a test on friday that I doubt I have any chance of passing unless I spend all day tomorrow studying...which I CAN'T, because Mike was sick today and I have some more songs to try out for the concert.&lt;br /&gt;This concert will be the death of me. I swear to fucking god. Here's how it goes down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Way too much to deal with. 20 something songs that I'm in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-All of the songs I was eager to do, I either gotta do tomorrow, or were too shitty to even have hope for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-On that note, Tommy The Cat was depressing, like totally and utterly. With some more practice together, that song could have been so tight, but hey, what are you gunna do. *shrug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don't be scared will be cut, there's no way that it wont. It totally sucked. No one knew when to come in or when to stop. And it's not like I were the grand master of the song either. I never had confidence in my singing, and this just kinda pushes that into new realms of dissapointment. I'm sure it was painful to listen to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When Mike's here tomorrow, we gotta go overhaul on Mario and Mr. Blue Sky. They are both great. Mario, because, well...I mean come on. and Mr. Blue sky just SCREAMS summer at the top of it's lungs and makes you wanna jump for joy. I hope it's tight enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a lot to deal with. So more of that tomorrow. Argh! I wanna die a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Raisa called my house yesterday, and it pretty much put me in a place that I should be in, but at the same time, will pretty much eat away at me until there's nothing left. My dad has scheduled study sessions with him at 6:30 every morning until I go to school, and, because I have 2 tests coming up, it's gunna be on overhaul...even though I'm failing this first one. It's too much material to cover in one evening. If I fail, my summer is down the shit pipe my mom told me. Great. Fucking great. You know, 3 people are passing in that class. 3, out of what...15? It's not like I'm alone in this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it. I'm doing my emglish paper tomorrow. I can't think of how to compare Perks with "Ego Tripping at the gates of Hell". It's too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck! I have a latin quiz to study for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!! Fuck me for getting myself so far into such a shit heap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gunna do my math and go to bed. I can't deal right now. I'm too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing me to sleep, Sing me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and I want to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah that's such a good song. Quality Smiths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm out. Peace.</content>
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    <title>All together now...</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T23:48:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T23:48:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">AWKWARD!</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-04-06T21:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-07T01:41:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-07T01:42:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>If You Want to Sing: John Brown's Body</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. I just ate 6 packs of Orange Tic-Tacs in 10 minuets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That can't be healthy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andyway, I know I don't update very often, mostly because I don't have much of a creative mind when it comes to writing, so I'm usually left reading others and enjoying it very much kinda like a wallflower...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on that note, The Perks of being a wallflower is such a good book. I've never read a book that makes me feel happy to be alive. I canrelate to Charlie so much, it's insane...minus the naivitity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've concluded that Blackbird by the Beatles is and will always be my favourite song. It's not just because it's a very beautiful song that manages to have wonderful lyrics without being cliche or corny, but because there's this special connection with it that I have...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, when I was around 9 and my sister Dominique, who was 18, was still living at home back in Ridgewood, she used to always play guitar, and I always loved to hear her sing "That pretty song about birds and broken wings" as I used to call it. When ever I asked, she always played it, which was so nice (and pretty incredible, seeing as I asked her every other day at least twice) It sort of became my lullaby, seeing as late at night, I'd always fall asleep to  her singing and strumming her old guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry was pretty pointless, I know, but I just felt like writing.</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-03-29T01:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-29T06:10:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-29T06:10:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's absolutely amazing how naive they are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kkk.bz/index1.htm"&gt;http://www.kkk.bz/index1.htm&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-03-28T22:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-29T03:13:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-29T03:13:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pyramid Song: Radiohead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got a hair cut.</content>
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    <title>aaalright...</title>
    <published>2006-03-20T05:17:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-21T03:36:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Show's going pretty damn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's my turn: guess the songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. We will swim in your kidney, kidney shaped pool/ Scratching at the bottom for another clue, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Meanwhile Rick James...- Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress/ But call-response overturns convictions every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Title Track- Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I thought I recognized your face/ Amongst all of those strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Destroy the spineleeeessss/ Show me it's rreeeaaalll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. New Born- Muse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want a new mistake/ Lose is more than hesitate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. (track title)/ are being shot in the dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Too Many Puppies- Primus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. take your time/ hurry up/ the choice is yours/ don't be late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Come As You Are- Nirvana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I'll laugh until my head comes off/ I'll swallow till I burst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Idioteque- Radiohead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. DoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. He'd just keep pushing on/ even though he was barely alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Now you're up shit's creek/ with a turd for a paddle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Piss Up A Rope- Ween&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Finger deep within the borderline/ Show me that you love me and that we belong together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Stinkfist- Tool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. I will never say the word "procrastinate" again/ I'll never see myself in the mirror with my eyes closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Dead- They Might Be Giants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. I think I got somethin' in my teeth, could you get it out for me/ that's fucking teamwork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Fuck Her gently- Tenacious D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Sweet berries ready for two/ Ghosts are no different than you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. wait, the night's not over/ you're not trying hard enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Reptilia- The Strokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Put me in a homemade cellar/ Put me in a hole for shelter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Got the devil in my dick and some demons in my semen/ good god knows that'd be treason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Oooooh you make me live/ whenever this world is cruel to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. You're My Best Friend- Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Pass the pen there billy bob, I'll write us up a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Give me a glimpse/ Let me come in/ Be there inside her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If you believe the thing's I tell you, I've a bridge or two to sell you/ and if you see a spider don't spill your curds and way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Metaphor, for a missing moment/ pull me into your perfect circle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. We can find new ways of living/ make playing only logical harm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Obstacle 1- Interpol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. I keep on talkin' trash/ but I never say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   A. Portions of Foxes- Rilo Kiley</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-03-12T23:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-13T04:34:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-13T04:34:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Life In A Glass House: Radiohead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ooooohhh man my Hip is in PAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it my right knee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my right elbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The show is coming together fairly well, but it needs a lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such as keeping costumes from getting lost, prop setups. and some other shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a great mood. I'm tired and I want to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I can't because of this fucking math thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max got really pissed at everyone at the end of the day and burst into this long, very very angry rant about showing Diana respect and having respect for the show and a lot of other things about how he cares about the show and our theater department and that this show could be just as memorable as le mis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very motivating speech and I'm ready to give all I got into the remainder of the rehearsals.</content>
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    <title>aaalright...</title>
    <published>2006-03-10T03:16:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-10T03:17:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>2 Bulls: John Brown's Body</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It's official. I am addicted to Roots Reggae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I have a cavity, and it sucks major donkey nuts.</content>
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    <title>Another reason why I'm not the RPG type. YOU HEAR ME BRIANNI?!</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T08:38:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T08:38:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NPC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; 44% Combativeness, 40% Sneakiness, 38% Intellect, 33% Spirituality &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; You're an NPC!  (Non-Player Character)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to say this, but you didn't score high enough in any category to be assigned a class.  Simply put: You have no class.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, hey, don't take it too badly.  After all, NPCs live much longer than adventurers!  Just stay away from spell-slinging lunatics and hungry dragons and you’ll be fine!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/users/152/386/15238646033989136694/mt1128069949.jpg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; &lt;span&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="4" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1" border="0" bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="20" bgcolor="#b2cfff" width="42"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" alt="free online dating"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="108" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" alt="free online dating"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;28%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Combativeness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1" border="0" bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="20" bgcolor="#b2cfff" width="62"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" alt="free online dating"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="88" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" alt="free online dating"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;41%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Sneakiness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1" border="0" bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="20" bgcolor="#b2cfff" width="21"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" alt="free online dating"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="129" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" alt="free online dating"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;14%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Intellect&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1" border="0" bgcolor="black"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="20" bgcolor="#b2cfff" width="47"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" alt="free online dating"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="103" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" border="0" alt="free online dating"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;31%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;Spirituality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=1532690756472625027"&gt;The RPG Class Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=15238646033989136694"&gt;MFlowers&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/oktest3"&gt;32-Type Dating Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-03-05T23:43:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-06T04:44:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-06T04:44:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Brokeback Mountain didn't win best film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure that startled a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's good though. Crash was a really good film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was fun.</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-03-01T15:02:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-01T20:02:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-01T20:02:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Suzy bitching</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Happy *blech* day!</content>
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    <title>dib_igotsmealj @ 2006-02-12T13:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-12T18:10:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-12T18:10:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">TWICE IN FOUR FUCKING MONTHS!!! I CAN'T FUCKING BELIEVE THIS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Hey Eric! How was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: ...could you empty your pockets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: uuuh....sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind: FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(pulls out zippo container)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: open it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story short, Can't stay over night at parties, and if I don't get my grades up, I'll get pulled out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and they threw it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. Today sucks.</content>
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