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  <title>Sorry, I'm currently away. Leave a message.</title>
  <subtitle>*BEEP*</subtitle>
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    <name>Dave</name>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-12-18T23:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-19T04:39:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Making a new account</content>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-12-13T00:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-13T05:17:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-13T05:17:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today my dad gave me a Rubber Soul. It's very nice. This is going to be a month  of good music to counter-act all of the effin X-mas music I have to hear every night. Trans-Siberian Orchestra suck. Tonight I was thinking about the moon.&lt;br /&gt;How he slowly rises from the dusk to touch the night and spread his seed across the heavens. We watch his children shine and laugh in the darkness. I really like this town. I wonder if there's another place in the world where i could feel at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I learned something very important and I hope it stays with me. Don't forget that things aren't always what you hope for David.</content>
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    <title>Maye I should amke the title...eh, why not: SHOPPING</title>
    <published>2005-12-10T00:10:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-10T00:10:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was the start of Employee dscount day at B&amp;N, Game Stop, and Movie Stop. And since we all own each other I got stuff from all three. A gift for dave, topher, Dad, mom, and multiple things for myslef such as Resident Evil 4, The new Foo Fighters CD, a Rufus Wainwright cd, and  book called "Dr. Seuss's Secret Paintings which I looooooooooove. I was talking to the music guy about Rufus and he's such a big fan, going on about the art teacher and little sister, then we started singing a little bit together.&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the gayest journal entry I ever made. See previous entry for proof of heterosexuality.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanut81:21120</id>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-12-06T22:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T03:45:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-07T03:45:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, now I know that God wants me to fail this test in Chem. Victoria's Secret show the night before my Final Exam? What kind of bull is that?-_-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanut81:20951</id>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-12-04T19:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-05T00:26:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T00:26:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had so many dreams last night but cant remember a damn one. Went to the ACC championship and left after the hokies started getting their butts whooped. Talked to Nate today which was nice. I haven't seen him in a long time. Helped my dad string up the Christmas lights which was also nice. Cleaned up my room and found some old journals. Whenever I read some of the old stuff I wrote some of it always seems pretty good. Is that a bit conceited? Maybe. Oh well. Anyways, I hope everyone who's reading this is doing fine when they read this. Including you.</content>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-11-30T19:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T00:09:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Head colbs are ba worst. augh</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanut81:20400</id>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-11-29T18:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T23:20:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T23:20:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bad hair cuts are the worst.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanut81:20214</id>
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    <title>Too much crap to do....</title>
    <published>2005-11-26T03:09:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-26T03:09:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And here I am on livejournal. Chemistry is kicking my arse unless I really study hard. Last week made me much too lazy and went by much too fast. I'm just going to get all of the things that distract me out of the way and power through it.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so some stuff: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working black Friday was very fun and an interesting experience. Everyone was pretty nice and the worst part about the whole day was some mildly sore feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I erased my buddy list. It's gone except for dave who I talk with on a regular basis (i.e. everyday). So if I don't IM you, dont be too offended. This is to discourage myself from hopping on AIM and waiting for someone to talk to. Yes, I get that desperate for things not-school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out my girls got eyeballs in the back of her head. She looks around and around, you know it makes me sad to see her like that. And if you see her, tell her its over yeah. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This computer lags when I right-click. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock n Roll is done. Now I just have to conccentrate on Bio chem and Lit, all of which are  &lt;br /&gt;EZPZ lemonsqueezey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh. This was funny. At work we sell this magazine called Hola. It has spanish exclamation on the front and back of the word and my coworker thought it said ihola. And I laughed at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need something new to sing.</content>
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    <title>I think this might be it for you....</title>
    <published>2005-11-01T03:11:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-01T03:11:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">..Livejournal. It's time to get back to roots and I'm getting another moleskine tomorrow. I need to be a lot less connected anyway. Less AIM, less computer, less T.V. See you all in the funyn pages.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanut81:19537</id>
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    <title>Today</title>
    <published>2005-10-30T02:05:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-30T02:05:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Corpse Bride was ok. Spending time with Hannah was lots of fun. Just talking with someone and really being able to relax around them is not. And it's great to finally resolve things. To know what and how everyone feels. Even if it's not quite what I want, but that cant be helped. Ah, to be a dreamer. I got to do something that I've wanted to do for so long. Hannah, I'll never stop caring about you and I'll always be there for you. Not much else to say really. It's just a great night here in Jacksonviller.</content>
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    <title>hahahaha</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T22:31:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T22:31:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Atari Teenage Riot :D OOOOMMMMMGGGG</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:peanut81:18945</id>
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    <title>I'm on fire, and now I think I'm ready to bust a move</title>
    <published>2005-10-24T02:19:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-24T02:19:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Watch out now ya hear! Good music Ahoy!&lt;br /&gt;Motion City Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Harvey Danger&lt;br /&gt;Dynamite Hack&lt;br /&gt;Queen&lt;br /&gt;Jimi Hendrix&lt;br /&gt;Django Reinhart&lt;br /&gt;to name a few.&lt;br /&gt;To name a few more-&lt;br /&gt;Of montreal&lt;br /&gt;Simon and Garfunkle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was swell. It was grey(gray?) outside but a nice kind of gray(grey?). Woke up late which was deserved and ended up inviting kiara over to watch pulp fiction. It was cool because each time shes wanted to hang out either one of us had been really busy.So we made chocolate fondue and dipped jiffy pop in it while watching John Travolta STAB Uma Thurman in the heart and then some black guy got raped. ANYWAY I need to start studying more. For Chemistry. BADLY. So that's something I'll work on. I like having conversations with people that its not easy to have conversations with. That's nice. Change is nice too. There's lots of that going around. Change is like a wave. If you catch it at just the right time in just the right position, you ride it out and it's the smoothest feeling you've ever experienced. If you catch it wrong then you get tossed into the beach.</content>
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    <title>Oh right</title>
    <published>2005-10-22T07:17:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">On the 21st I stayed out at UNF and played capture the flag till 2:00 AM which was very fun.&lt;br /&gt;There's this feeling that you get in your gut somewhere below your heart and beside your liver that only lasts a few seconds. It's not quite sadness but it's close. Not quite heatache but not too far off. It just happens every once in a while. And it reminded me that it's been some time now since I've been genuinely sad. Theres been dissapointment, frustration, and boredom but no real sadness. Feels good to be reminded of that.</content>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-10-22T03:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-22T07:07:01Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Who had the beautiful idea to watch a zombie movie and then try and fall asleep with the power out?!</content>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-10-20T10:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T14:25:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well I had a neat dream last night. Its been gone for a few hours now but all I can remember was that I was kind of helping outa botanist and it was fun. We had to feed this giant plant covered in venus fly traps lipds(fats) for some reason. And then I was at a flea market ad I saw some chick fomr the game room and said "Hi" and she smiled and waved back.</content>
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    <title>Like watching someone else eat your three-course meal.</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T23:59:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T23:59:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Motion City Soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I really wish I have super powers. Sometimes the world seems so beautiful that it'll break and there'll be this big crack down the middle of a picture of the world. Every now and then I wish I had more time and never had to sleep. Sometimes I waste the time I have. Sometimes I'll be sitting at a red light in traffic and there'll be two kids in the back seat in the car next to mine so I smile and wave really fast. And sometimes they wave back and smile.</content>
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    <title>I didn't even have to use my AK. I have to say it was a good day.</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T23:23:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">This morning I got up at 8:00 AM and went to Paltka to pick up Hannah and her cousin Kortnie. On the way I listened to Head Automatica, White Stripes, Sparse Radio, and things I can' remember. I have the feeling I'll associate White Stripes with this day forever. I picked them up (Their house is beauuuuuutiful) and we hit the road. We didn't talk that much at first as always but after awhile we all were chatting. We made it to town and went to Five Points only to find it was very closed. At the Cummer there were many statues of famous Impressionist Paintings. Alot of them were Renoir which was cool because I like him. It was very nice. &lt;br /&gt;I think I'm really bad at understanding people. I never know what seems obvious to others. And some people are evern tougher. What I mean is that I don't really know where I stand with hannah. I like her alot of course. And I don't think I'll ever stop. And I can't tell how she feels. I should probably just be friends but it's frustrating. &lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry.</content>
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    <title>Today</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T04:04:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Today I think I've finally run out of inspiration, at least for a while. That's ok though. There were a good deal of clubs on the green today and I joined two of them:Biology because they let me touch a snake and had grasshoppers and whatnot, and Anime because they're sponsoring a trip to a convention in January which sounds fun. On the way home these girl pulled up next to me at a stop light adn played rap music and danced at me. And they kept looking at me until I finally cracked and smiled and then they burst out laughing. Which was kind of funny.</content>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-10-06T22:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T02:39:59Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I've been thinking alo about the future tonight. I've been writing poetry recently at school in class. Wondering how to say things and where my priorities lie. My arms hurt too. I want to write a nice story about a compelling protagonist or go into gene therapy or solve AIDS and Cancer and be father of the year. Literally. I want my kids to be so "omg we have a great dad" that they form a national comittee where dads are nominated by their children and I'll get the most votes and a big trophy. And then they'll say "We love you dad. It's so much better now that mommy's dead."&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be like "Yessssss."</content>
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    <title>MMMM</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T00:49:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T00:49:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Vanilla ice cream and cantaloupe. I love living at home. Sure the commute is kind of rough but the power doesn't go out six times in one day and the internet is up most of the time. The people(Mom, Dad, Pebbles, well she's not a person but still) are very nice. Theres free aundry service and food. And there's ice cream with little cataloupe melon balls.</content>
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    <title>What are you gonna do about it</title>
    <published>2005-10-02T05:12:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-02T05:12:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am forever fishing without a net.</content>
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    <title>Promised Pictures</title>
    <published>2005-09-28T00:04:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-28T00:04:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b47/CE81/1378bd62.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b47/CE81/1321ff20.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b47/CE81/4fdeb092.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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    <title>Pebbles</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T21:42:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-22T21:42:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is the name of my new dog. She's four years old and missing her front left leg. She's very beautiful and I'm glad we took her in. She had been living at the vet's office for 3 weeks when we adopted her. It sounded like she had a pretty rough life before so we are going to try and give her a good final four or five years. Pictures come soon.</content>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-09-19T22:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T02:23:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Whoo! Rubbing alcohol on a rug burn is FIRE!</content>
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    <title>peanut81 @ 2005-09-13T19:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-13T23:45:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Laptops are totally the ish. I'm posting this from on top of my house.</content>
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