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  <title>Honeybear</title>
  <subtitle>Honeybear</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-10-02T15:16:11Z</updated>
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    <title>bradlecakeskins @ 2007-10-03T01:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T15:16:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T15:16:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mmk well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that in a lot of my blogs I talk about how I have a crush, and a lot of them are different every time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I think I have an ACTUAL crush who I am crushing for hardcore style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And plusss, this person also likes meee back methinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis all very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough about Liam, let's talk about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dropped out of school. I know, I know it seems silly to drop out in year 10. But I don't care. I chose to act upon my hatred of school. Twas my choice, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't COMPLETELY given up though. I will be doing my year 10 at CIT next year, then I'll be doing other courses to prepare myself for teh future at CIT ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam is great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am working full time at McDonalds now. I know, I know.. dropping out of year 10 and working at McDonalds seems RETARDED, but it is only until I can find a better job. Which will be easy, but I haven't started looking yet so w/e shut up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am cutting down on my Ganja smoking quite a lot. I've only done it twice in one week I think. I'm not sure though I can't remember.. It may have been 3 times in the last 4 days.. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might buy some musical recording equipment very soon. Very very soon. Like, next couple of weeks. I will start raking in the cash I think =D And I now have no spare time to spend all my money! WOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum is going to start charging me rent though.. I don't see why. She says it is because if I am not going to school then she doesn't want me living with her and doing nothing.. but I won't be doing nothing. I will be working my ass off full time! And I pretty much HAVE to stay with her, because I am only 15. It would be a little hard for me to move out on my own at this age.. Basically, if I left home, I'd be straight to a refuge. It's not like I can fucking go rent someone elses house at 15 years of age -_-&lt;br /&gt;So in short, she is unnecessarily charging me for being alive under her roof. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;I think I might refuse to pay her. Then if she kicks me out because of it, I'll live on the street for a couple of days and I'll make her aware of this and she will feel horrible for kicking out her FIFTEEN YEAR OLD SON because he didn't think he was old enough to have to pay rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trip-Hop music is pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt;As is shoegaze music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As is Liam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liam Liam Liam.&lt;br /&gt;Liam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bradlecakeskins:6536</id>
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    <title>Oh my</title>
    <published>2007-09-16T14:50:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-16T14:50:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh how I have missed you, sweet sweet Livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say!&lt;br /&gt;And so little energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll do the best I can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, should I start from the last time I Ljayed and work my way up to the present, or the other way round?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really care, so I'll&amp;nbsp; mix it up a &lt;font size="2"&gt;bit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I'll do it like this. I willll, make categories of main aspects of thingys and just talk about all the changies and shizwiznix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Music&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Since I last journaled, I have done very very very much musically!&lt;br /&gt;I've taken up piano, and &lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;love &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;it to death.&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing a class at school calleddd "Music Industry Basics" which is all about the recording and producing side of music and it is the PERFECT class for me! It is wonderful so far. Wee.&lt;br /&gt;I have been to.. 3 concerts, I think.. Since I last journalized that is.&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Tori Amos&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;, which was very good. But she didn't talk to the audience much at all which was disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;I recently saw &lt;font color="#99ccff"&gt;Silverchair &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;and &lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;Powderfinger&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Silverchair were AMAZING. Powderfinger were... Powderfinger.&lt;br /&gt;And my very favorite = &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Patrick Wolf&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Naturally, he was FUCKING AMAZING IN EVERY WAY!!! Actually, I thought I had already journalled about him.. But I guess now =\&lt;br /&gt;He talked to me whilst he was on stage, and I was hyperventalating and couldn't breath and it was fantastic. By far the best day of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is Tori's set list for tonight, roughly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clyde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Bouncing Off Clouds&lt;br /&gt;Little Earthquakes&lt;br /&gt;Juarez&lt;br /&gt;Rattlesnakes&lt;br /&gt;Beauty Of Speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interval - Professional Widow (Cool Remix Thing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tori&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Big Wheel&lt;br /&gt;Space Dog (Intro thing that I have not heard before, then the song)&lt;br /&gt;Pancake&lt;br /&gt;Cornflake Girl&lt;br /&gt;Lust (I think..)&lt;br /&gt;Take To The Sky (Russia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Solo Tori (T &amp;amp; Bö)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;China&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; A Gun&lt;br /&gt;Here In My Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Band Returns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Digital Ghost&lt;br /&gt;Black Dove (January)&lt;br /&gt;Code Red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Encore 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Precious Things&lt;br /&gt;Secret Spell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Encore 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Hey Jupiter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Hmm.. School..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to get back on track at the start of this term and was doing quite well.&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't last long.. I'm pretty sure that I am officially failing. I don't know though. I also don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Loveee&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Well. I currently have a crush on a person. They are very lovely and pretty and wonderful and *swoooon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I need to say I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;i&gt;General&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font color="#008080"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I'm sick of the category thing -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;I just forgot everything I had planned to journal about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh fuck it. If I remember anything I'll post again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>giknrebion</title>
    <published>2007-06-21T12:39:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-21T12:39:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gots me a ticket to TORI AMOSSS =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chai Latte thingys are fucking &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;delicious&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bit Bent was very nice tonight, I went to dinner afterwards with everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice, I had some vegetarian Lasagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to say I don't think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WAIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving house THIS WEEKEND =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got the keys tonight, and we moved a few things over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is actually my old house, but we are moving back into it because it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Agh</title>
    <published>2007-06-18T09:20:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-18T09:20:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yann Tiersen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Argument with mother tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then sxc breakdown with crying on my bed and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like whining though. So I won't get into heaps of detail about what I'm feeling right now, because it would just come out as emotional whingey dribble that I personally wouldn't want to hear if I was someone else, so I won't make anyone have to listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've decided not to whine about my emotions I have nothing to say right now.. I'll leave it for later I guess.</content>
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    <title>New love</title>
    <published>2007-06-15T11:33:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-15T11:33:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have discovered a new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poetry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just any poetry.&lt;br /&gt;I dug up an old poetry book by &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shel Silverstein &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;and have been reading it lots. It is mostly humorous children's poetry, but there is a fair few very sweet lovely deep ones also.&lt;br /&gt;I will post a few of my favorites so READ THEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Snowman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#33cccc"&gt;Twas the first day of the springtime,&lt;br /&gt;And the snowman stood alone&lt;br /&gt;As the winter snows were melting,&lt;br /&gt;And the pine trees seemed to groan,&lt;br /&gt;"Ah, you poor sad smiling snowman,&lt;br /&gt;You'll be melting by and by."&lt;br /&gt;Said the snowman, "What a pity,&lt;br /&gt;For I'd like to see July.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'd like to see July, and please don't ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;But I'd like to, yes I'd like to, oh I'd like to see July."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chirped a robin, just arriving,&lt;br /&gt;"Seasons come and seasons go,&lt;br /&gt;And the greatest ice must crumble&lt;br /&gt;When it's flowers' time to grow.&lt;br /&gt;And as one thing is beginning&lt;br /&gt;So another thing must die,&lt;br /&gt;And there's never been a snowman&lt;br /&gt;Who has ever seen July.&lt;br /&gt;No, they never see July, no matter how they try.&lt;br /&gt;No, they never ever, never ever, never see July."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the snowman sniffed his carrot nose&lt;br /&gt;And said, "At least I'll try,"&lt;br /&gt;And he bravely smiled his frosty smile&lt;br /&gt;And blinked his coal-black eye.&lt;br /&gt;And there he stood and faced the sun&lt;br /&gt;A blazin' from the sky-&lt;br /&gt;And I really cannot tell you&lt;br /&gt;If he ever saw July.&lt;br /&gt;Did he ever see July? You can guess as well as I&lt;br /&gt;If he ever, if he never, if he ever saw July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where the sidewalk ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;There is a place where the sidewalk ends&lt;br /&gt;And before the street begins,&lt;br /&gt;And there the grass grows soft and white,&lt;br /&gt;And there the sun burns crimson bright,&lt;br /&gt;And there the mood-bird rests from his flight&lt;br /&gt;To cool in the peppermint wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black&lt;br /&gt;And the dark street winds and bends.&lt;br /&gt;Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow&lt;br /&gt;We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,&lt;br /&gt;And watch where the chalk-white arrows go&lt;br /&gt;To the place where the sidewalk ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,&lt;br /&gt;And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,&lt;br /&gt;For the children, they mark, and the children, they know&lt;br /&gt;The place where the sidewalk ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;No Difference&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Small as a peanut,&lt;br /&gt;Big as a giant,&lt;br /&gt;We're all the same size&lt;br /&gt;When we turn off the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich as a sultan,&lt;br /&gt;Poor as mite,&lt;br /&gt;We're all worth the same&lt;br /&gt;When we turn off the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red, black or orange,&lt;br /&gt;Yellow or white,&lt;br /&gt;We all look the same&lt;br /&gt;When we turn off the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe the way&lt;br /&gt;To make everything right&lt;br /&gt;Is for god to just reach out&lt;br /&gt;And turn off the light!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Point of view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;Thanksgiving dinner's sad and thankless&lt;br /&gt;Christmas dinner's dark and blue&lt;br /&gt;When you stop and try to see it&lt;br /&gt;From the turkey's point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday dinner isn't sunny&lt;br /&gt;Easter feasts are just bad luck&lt;br /&gt;When you see it from the viewpoint&lt;br /&gt;Of a chicken or a duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I once loved tuna salad&lt;br /&gt;Pork and lobsters, lamb chops too&lt;br /&gt;Till I stopped and looked at dinner&lt;br /&gt;From the dinner's point of view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I won't hatch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Oh I am a chickie who lives in an egg,&lt;br /&gt;But I will not hatch, I will not hatch.&lt;br /&gt;The hens they all cackle, the roosters all beg,&lt;br /&gt;But I will not hatch, I will not hatch.&lt;br /&gt;For I hear all the talk of pollution and war&lt;br /&gt;As the people all shout and the airplanes roar,&lt;br /&gt;So I'm staying in here where it's safe and it's warm,&lt;br /&gt;And I WILL NOT HATCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The search&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;I went to fine the pot of gold&lt;br /&gt;That's waiting where the rainbow ends.&lt;br /&gt;I searched and searched and searched and searched&lt;br /&gt;And searched and searched, and then-&lt;br /&gt;There it was, deep in the grass,&lt;br /&gt;Under an old and twisty bough.&lt;br /&gt;It's mine, it's mine, it's mine at last...&lt;br /&gt;What do I search for now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;The book is called &lt;i&gt;Where the sidewalk ends &lt;/i&gt;and is written by &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shel Silverstein&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It is quite lovely ^_^&lt;br /&gt;Yayayayayay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was meant to be at a krunk party tonight but I couldn't get a lift there. Probably a good thing considering I work at 6.30 in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>bradlecakeskins @ 2007-06-11T23:17:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-11T13:17:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-11T13:17:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cough syrup is &lt;font color="#99cc00"&gt;disgusting&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>bradlecakeskins @ 2007-06-10T00:57:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-09T15:08:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-09T15:10:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">RIboqtbnoinIUBRGion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I was offered Ice the other day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I TURNED THAT SHIT DOWN MOTHER FUCKER I DON'T PLAY THAT WAY!!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh am I even supposed to have drug references and rudie words in my entries? I don't know.. I've never read the termsss and conditionssss of this here joint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well I don't care I'll live I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT WHAT IF THEY DELETE MY ACCOUNT!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my entries will be forever lost!&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like chocolate&lt;br /&gt;FATTYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just have some dustttt&lt;br /&gt;a bit a dustttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INNITTTTT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L0zlZ0rz LiTlE bRiTaN hEhE iM sEw XR9zAnDo8M L9Z0LZZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not moving this weekend anymore.. We are moving next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MIGHT BE ABLE TO DECORATE MY GARAGE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh the ideas in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I even talked about the moving situation yet?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care I'm doing it again anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are moving, into my old house (8 houses away from my current house). I am really excited. I loved that house.&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to move in this weekend but we aren't. I don't know why? We are moving next weekend instead.&lt;br /&gt;They cut all the trees in the backyard down though =( SILLY HEADSSSS&lt;br /&gt;Those were really nice trees.&lt;br /&gt;Mum and Jim (her hunni) went furniture browsing today (and didn't bring me &amp;lt;/3)&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we are going to get a wholeeee new look for our house (we've had the same basic concept for our last 3 houses now..).&lt;br /&gt;Instead of old fashion woods and ugly green lounges, we are going modern browns and low tables and stufff or something. I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;I JUST WANT TO DECORATE THE GARAGE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a rumpus room/art room/music room/STONERRRRR room (don't do drugs though no.. Just for all my stoner FRIENDS who might want to put it to use (a))&lt;br /&gt;I wanna buy some nice rugs and and and some cute cushy chairs and and and a beanbag anddddd some nice easels anddd a coffee table and a tv and EVERYTHINGGGGG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be grand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITEDDD!&lt;br /&gt;It might need some lava lamps and other novelty items also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news..&lt;br /&gt;Umm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;Brad &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bradlecakeskins:5080</id>
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    <title>FUCKMEPOOOON</title>
    <published>2007-06-08T15:42:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-08T15:42:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Patrick Wolf is coming to Sydney.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; AND IT IS AN OVER FUCKING 18'S EVENT!&lt;br /&gt; FUCK ME RIGHT IN THE RECTUM TWICE WITH A SHARP STICK!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; FUCKKKKKKKK&lt;br /&gt; FUCK&lt;br /&gt; AHH&lt;br /&gt; POO&lt;br /&gt; SHIT&lt;br /&gt; DICK&lt;br /&gt; CUNT!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Whyyyy!?!?!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; DAMN YOU AGE RESTRICTIONS!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; OK someone give me a fake ID. I'm growing a beard.&lt;br /&gt; I already have a beard, Jarrod wouldn't shut up about it. I'll just never shave again.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And I'll wear platform shoes&lt;br /&gt; And I'll wear fancy clothes&lt;br /&gt; And huge glasses&lt;br /&gt; And a hat&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And then I can see him and it can all be fine. OK good glad we got that sorted&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; WHO THE FUCK AM I KIDDING?!&lt;br /&gt; AHHHH! I WANT TO DIEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; EvinrewBV9O4NHY936H986N0B81MFENJBPQIOEUNJKNKLDMFSNHKL;NlaLKN!!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Grrr&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Brad&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/3</content>
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    <title>Rawrrr</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T11:18:22Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-07T11:18:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;I KUT MA NEK EVWY NITE 2 FEAL DEM DWOPS AWF PAYNEEEE&lt;br /&gt;I FINK ABOOT DEAD BABEEZ AND ZOMBEEZ EATEN MA BRAAAIN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;WEN I EM ASLEP I DREM BOUT MA BLOOD ND I FINK BOUT TEH DARKNZ ND TEH SATAN ND HE GIVES MI ORAL WIT HIS SHARP PAIN TEEF ND HE SLAUGHTRZ A GOAT ON MA TITZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;AN DEEEEN I DWEAMZ ABOOT DA DRK KLOUDZ CUMEN OVA HED EN DEM DA ~~STORMZ~~!!1!! STRIKEN MA BLAK HART AN MAKEN ALL DA BATZ CUM OOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;WEN DEH DARK CLIFFS OF EDGEYDARK CUM 2 MA WINDO I CRY IN2 MA PILLOW ND SCREM OOT ALL DA PAIN ND I SLIT MA RISTS TO SILENSE DA WRLD ND I DO IT AGEN AND AGEN AND AGEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;ANN DEN EYE GO 2 DA CUBBOARD AWF ALL MA BLAK MAGIX AN PFORM A SPEL AWN MA BLAX KITTY NAMED RAVENCLAW AN DEN I KUT HER OPUN EN EET ER FLESH EN DEN I POAR MA WRISTZ BLUD ALL OFA HURR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;ND AFTA ALL DAT PAIN ND SORROW I KELL MYSLF, I JUST CNT BEER 2MORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;EN DEN MA XxX_SAWL_XxX HORNTS SAT4N @ HIS THRONE INN HELLS EN DEN EYE DEVOUR HIZ SAWWWLL 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ND I RUEL HEL 4EVA ND ALL DA DARK DEMONZ R IN MA ARMY 2 KEEL YEW 4 NUT UNDRSTANDIN MI WEN I WAS TEH LIVE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff00ff"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Transpoonshion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I cut my neck every night to feel them drops of pain&lt;br /&gt;I think about dead babies and zombies eating my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;When I'm asleep I dream about my blood and I think about the darkness and the Satan and he gives me oral with his sharp pain teeth and he slaughters a goat on my tits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;And then I dream about the dark clouds coming over head and then the storms strike my black heart and make all the bats come out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;When the dark cliffs of edgydark come to my window I cry into my pillow and scream out all the pain and I slit my wrists to silence the world and I do it again and again and again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Then I go to the cupboard of all my black magicks and perform a spell on my black kitty named Ravenclaw and then I cut her open and eat her flesh and then I pour my wrists blood all over her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;And after all that pain and sorrow, I kill myself, I just can't bear tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;And then my soul haunts Satan at his throne in hell and then I devour his soul too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;And I rule hell forever and all the dark demons are in my army to kill you for not understanding me when I was alive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Grr</title>
    <published>2007-06-06T13:40:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-06T13:40:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My $64 pair of headphones broked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right one doesn't work anymore, unless it isn't extended at all. And I can't listen to music without extending the headphoney bits!! Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bradlecakeskins:4340</id>
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    <title>I am a dictator</title>
    <published>2007-06-06T06:07:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-06T06:07:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Forgotten poetry from colorful entry:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;Yeah, now isn't&lt;br /&gt;that a surprise?&lt;br /&gt;You've finally&lt;br /&gt;lost your eyes&lt;br /&gt;When people say&lt;br /&gt;"don't poke&lt;br /&gt;your eyes out"&lt;br /&gt;They aren't a compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it grand&lt;br /&gt;that we live&lt;br /&gt;in the land&lt;br /&gt;with soul and&lt;br /&gt;freedom all in&lt;br /&gt;your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Don't make my mind&lt;br /&gt;up.&lt;br /&gt;And don't sail to&lt;br /&gt;sea.&lt;br /&gt;We'll know when&lt;br /&gt;we get there.&lt;br /&gt;Never before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now now the wind&lt;br /&gt;just happens to be&lt;br /&gt;my only true relative&lt;br /&gt;We do all of the same things&lt;br /&gt;Don't shake your&lt;br /&gt;tail at me&lt;br /&gt;Don't make a mess&lt;br /&gt;Next time you&lt;br /&gt;see me, you'll know&lt;br /&gt;you are next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I knew you.&lt;br /&gt;I never thought we had met&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever say thankyou politely&lt;br /&gt;cause I DON'T THINK THAT&lt;br /&gt;YOU'D BENEFIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH I DON'T KNOW&lt;br /&gt;WHAT YOU EVEN THINK&lt;br /&gt;I WILL SHOW you&lt;br /&gt;yeah I do yeah I&lt;br /&gt;do yeah I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;Alot of that doesn't make TOOO much sense. Idc though w/e stfu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LATER THAT NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;What the fuck is in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was there&lt;br /&gt;It was fair&lt;br /&gt;Someone there&lt;br /&gt;Was really square&lt;br /&gt;It didn't matter&lt;br /&gt;I didn't come to chatter&lt;br /&gt;As I went home&lt;br /&gt;I found out how to roam&lt;br /&gt;With complete conviction&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Don't make a fuckin rhyme about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what poetry is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Robert Magarby,&lt;br /&gt;Your eminence, for 45 years now the commonwealth has supported your attempts to redistribute land in Zimbabwe.&lt;br /&gt;Your initiatives have been administered through the commonwealth heads of Government&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="7" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;u&gt;CHOGOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font size="7" color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;and the UN.&lt;br /&gt;Through both of these &lt;strike&gt;fellatio&lt;/strike&gt; but country has been given a total $6.5billion&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;Through both of these initiatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;6.5billion dollars&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Ne&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;At this point in time the extended issue of Lambridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;Remains as a prominent quests in this country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 11hundred hours tomorrow our troops will be entering your borders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dun dun dun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font color="#993300"&gt;They will firstly take the royal headquarters, and also the parliment. Warn your people to keep their children indoors.&lt;br /&gt;Ass fucking you by 13hundred hours&lt;br /&gt;Yours sincerely&lt;br /&gt;The republic of ville&lt;br /&gt;Bradford Brownerie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;I, Bradford Brownerie have JUST said that Eminem is good.&lt;br /&gt;I said that&lt;br /&gt;"he has a way with words"&lt;br /&gt;Signed &lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Witness, &lt;u&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Other than that, I'm hopefully going to see Genitals play tonight. And Marcc is also in it.&lt;br /&gt;I am excited I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braad&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Recent Diary Entries</title>
    <published>2007-06-05T10:44:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-05T10:47:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Fantasies may be real&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;and reality may be false&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;The ocean and the sky are just one big&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;beating pulse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Public humiliation is a &lt;br /&gt;key to success don't&lt;br /&gt;doubt its ways or one&lt;br /&gt;of these days you'll be&lt;br /&gt;more than sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When bell tolls for myself&lt;br /&gt;I get the hell outta&lt;br /&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;Run away far from this&lt;br /&gt;place I don't know&lt;br /&gt;what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#33cccc"&gt;Ok, here is the thing&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuck with school, stuck with&lt;br /&gt;money, stuck with life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is not much left&lt;br /&gt;I can do about it, so&lt;br /&gt;I don't try and resist it&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;anymore&lt;br /&gt;I feel it pointless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst resting I discovered&lt;br /&gt;true happiness within myself&lt;br /&gt;The key is in gods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;So we have to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;MURDER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;him to get it out of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We kill god,&lt;br /&gt;We feel happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody must kill the god&lt;br /&gt;within them!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The war has begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#800080"&gt;Everything is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;if you just give&lt;br /&gt;it a chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we had extra options&lt;br /&gt;we wouldn't still be here&lt;br /&gt;We'd change everything forever&lt;br /&gt;and make ourselves each other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special&lt;br /&gt;Is not a term you use lightly&lt;br /&gt;I'd only&lt;br /&gt;Give it to someone lovely&lt;br /&gt;Like you, yeah you&lt;br /&gt;too too too&lt;br /&gt;OOOH OOH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;I'd like that johnson&lt;br /&gt;in my bosnan, yeah&lt;br /&gt;you baby don't don't&lt;br /&gt;know why you here&lt;br /&gt;why you uppin in ma&lt;br /&gt;ear&lt;br /&gt;Why don't you do&lt;br /&gt;something about my&lt;br /&gt;dampening in my&lt;br /&gt;panties boy&lt;br /&gt;Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#0000ff"&gt;We don't want control&lt;br /&gt;Just a healthy soul&lt;br /&gt;Don't be telling us&lt;br /&gt;It's not a realistic dream&lt;br /&gt;No no we will &lt;br /&gt;get there someday&lt;br /&gt;You'll regret your dark&lt;br /&gt;days uh-huh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;Sparrows and hopscotch are&lt;br /&gt;filled with my teardrops&lt;br /&gt;Times of destruction&lt;br /&gt;burst in my ear drums&lt;br /&gt;Memory of the past&lt;br /&gt;Seems to everlast&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;For the same reason we&lt;br /&gt;don't like pigeons&lt;br /&gt;We pain to tell you that&lt;br /&gt;we hate reruns&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Heh&lt;br /&gt;I wrote some diary entries. Jealous? I would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are them (in the &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;c&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;ou&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;l&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;o&lt;font color="#993366"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;r&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. About that.&lt;br /&gt;I think some of it has a subtle poetic feel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe it is just all plain retarded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W/e&lt;br /&gt;Eff yew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad&lt;br /&gt;Xx&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hi</title>
    <published>2007-06-04T15:09:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-04T15:09:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Went and saw The History Boys on Sunday, with people from Bit Bent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greaaat movie and the company was quite lovely, and it was in Manuka *salivates*&lt;br /&gt;Manuka is so beautiful &amp;lt;3 And it still had a touch of Autumn left! It was magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot I loved Rufus Wainwright. He can't really write lyrics for shit.. But damn does he have one amazing voice and he is extremely musically talented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marilyn Manson just released an album. I'm listening to it on his myspace right now. It's quite ok. No Mechanical Animals, but still pretty good. Better than TGAOG so far.&lt;br /&gt;Except most of the riffs seems really familiar.. Maybe he ripped off everyone? Who knows. I cbf looking into it right now someone else can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about the other journal.. As you may have guessed, I was slightly under the influence of illicit plants. Woops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like playing Clarinet. It's fun, and it sounds pretty. Clarinet has quite a nice sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm moving realllly soon. Like, maybe this weekend soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my old house.. I love that house. It was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;I'll turn the garage into an art/music/rumpus/smoking room =D&lt;br /&gt;That will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might buy a cheap second hand drumkit or something.. I wouldn't mind going crazy on drums in that garage, it has nice acoustics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting a new amp soon I think also. The guy who plays guitar in my mothers band is lending me one or something I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new amp.. Mine is so small and boring and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. What else is news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I stole my mothers jacket. It's so nice.&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone thinks so but I don't care, it's comfortable/warm/I find it stylish.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have weird outbursts of sadness all the time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like&lt;br /&gt;If I finish reading a book, I breakdown and get sad because I miss the book and the fantasy of it and I wish I could read more and I want more and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Like I get so involved in things, when they are over I feel a horrible feeling of emptyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It happens with movies, books, tv shows, music.. Lots of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Harry Potter a lot. I'm not ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonderful fantasy. I wish I was there &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what I will do when I fail school and can't get into college and can't get a proper full time job.. Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty fucked.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start trying harder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should start trying less =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, should I be worried if I'm hullucinating while high off canabis? I don't think it is normal.. &lt;br /&gt;I do this thing, where I feel like my soul is falling out of my body. I used to do it a lot, but I usually just jolted out of and that was it. But now, I kind of resist it.. and let myself fall.&lt;br /&gt;And I do this thing..&lt;br /&gt;Where like, after falling, I start flying, on a cloud. And I fly around on the cloud revisiting my childhood memories from a cloud. It's cool, but worrying.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should lay off the drugs?&lt;br /&gt;And start attending school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm really fucked..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Maybe Afroqueer will land a record deal and I'll become mildly successful and don't have to worry about school and such. Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night &lt;br /&gt;Xx</content>
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    <title>Ok</title>
    <published>2007-06-02T10:54:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-02T10:54:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tori Amos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Where to startt? I do not know. Where will I end up? NOBODY KNOWS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your day?&lt;br /&gt;Mine was OK.&lt;br /&gt;I chilled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was born of cesarean section I would murder you, yeah I would murder you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My soul is nicer than your soul.&lt;br /&gt;And my dreams are cooler than you.&lt;br /&gt;My heart will always be winning,&lt;br /&gt;When a bird flies to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relax don't hide don't ever say you don't think you know because you only need to think to know don't be lazy.&lt;br /&gt;OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fool around with the only exit&lt;br /&gt;It might close and you'll be stricken of your freedom&lt;br /&gt;That's not a perfect dream now is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running away will only help if you run in the wrong direction.&lt;br /&gt;If I was to guide you, you would never learn.&lt;br /&gt;The world would never be home to you if you don't what you've learned and what you earned and how you turned to say OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know exactly what I'm saying but I am aware of my undertones and I do realize now would be a good time to be the bigger person in this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what the hell I'm saying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I shouldn't post this it doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckarz ima post dis shet no matta wut uze say 2 me abuut et ok u fux?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>Subjects are for losers</title>
    <published>2007-06-01T14:52:35Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-01T14:52:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Patrick Wolf</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ugh I'm feeling really down right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even really know why =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a crazy good mood today, acting very happy and eccentric and fun and flamboyant and jumpy and yeah. Then out of no-where I felt a horrible feeling of downyness and since then it's gotten slowly worse and now I am sad =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not like horribly sad, just a lot sadder than my usual rare sadness I guess.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I do have a reason why I should feel sad.. But I don't THINK that is the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some stuff happened with some guy and I was all happy and then I found out something kind of sucky for me happened involving this guy and some other guy and yeah. You get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, it wasn't unexpected, it wasn't a shock, it didn't make a difference anyway, and I didn't feel sad at the time of finding out.. And I don't think that is why I am sad, but it may be the reason? Who knows. Maybe I had a delayed reaction and since it was so delayed I didn't realize that was the cause?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get over it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick Wolf is helping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got The Magic Position&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*salivates wildly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very very very good. He is so talented and amazing and fun fun fun and peace peace peace and ahhhh goddamn he is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a PJ Harvey cd (Is This Desire - Very good. Peaceful and quiet and electronic)&lt;br /&gt;And a Telepopmusik album. I don't remember what it's called. It's good though, peaceful and good to fall asleep to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm now I think about things, I think I might be falling for some guy (differen't that the one I had a &lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;&lt;i&gt;crush &lt;/i&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;on. I know it didn't last long w/e, he is still cute but not for me I don't think.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have fallen for the same guy before.. And he might not be the best guy to fall for.. He is so unavailable yet so in my reach.&lt;br /&gt;It's frustrating really.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but to be head over heels for him, and he can't help but to lead me on like a dogggg on a leash and yeah. Gr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is contributing to my sadness as well?&lt;br /&gt;Who knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would really like to be in a relationship right about now.&lt;br /&gt;I am so over the whole having sex for the sake of having sex thing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm no slut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have weird personality changes:&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am the faggy flamboyant queen who pumps glamorous electro music into my face while talking slutilly about all the hawt guys I long to sleep with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am the bohemian indie fag boy in stylish coats and scarfs listening to quiet peaceful bohemian modern-classical music on a bus staring at the sky, longing to be free and flying amongst the birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's odd how I switch between the two extremes so quickly...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in a really poetic mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also too lazy to act upon this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will do for now,&lt;br /&gt;If I am feeling more down and dark maybe I'll have a poetic outburst and journal it all. I doubt that though.. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;Brad&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>bradlecakeskins @ 2007-05-27T00:55:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-26T15:00:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-26T15:02:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Work was busy. Grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had plenty to look at though, I was happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is really cold at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus to woden , I can see what looks like a beautiful, wonderful, magical pathway in some field in lyons or something. I can't tell though, I only get a glimpse. I want to travel it, but I fear it may be just some ugly gross path in ugly gross fields. I don't want to ruin it.. But I do want to discover it if it is beautiful and magical. DILEMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the hat I bought and lost. I'll buy another one I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK time to go dream of beautiful magical wonderful things now. Night</content>
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    <title>About that</title>
    <published>2007-05-26T02:33:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-26T02:33:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Working tonight, out back ^_^ I haven't had a shift in the kitchen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;Not that I don't like front counter, it can just get quite draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am yet to stop listening to inspiring false hopey music. I'm listening to it right now actually. Wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really truly 100% love Patrick Wolf and everything about him. Every tiny detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;mind&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;soul&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;lyrics&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;music&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;talent&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;voice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;accent&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;appearance&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;clothing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;face&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt;*drools*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;And just about everything that has ever come out of his mouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;It's true. I lurve him. &lt;br /&gt;He is inspiring in many many ways. He is the most amazing person I know of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="300" height="426" alt="" src="http://a334.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/00875/33/38/875828333_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6" color="#00ffff"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I'm done now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Oh my</title>
    <published>2007-05-25T15:48:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-25T15:48:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just found out something I really didn't want to know. Certain people know certain other people that don't like certain other other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It isn't fair really. I don't have a problem with it, but as soon as anything is mentioned I have a bad feeling I am going to be outlawed sort of.. It would be immature of said persons, but you know maturity levels and open mindednesserzeriz in people these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will just keep it to myself, not confront anyone and not bitch about it. So this can end here I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was mostly horrible tonight. People being rude, me getting embarrassed and such. The usual. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh I was in a really good mood a little while ago. Why did &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;things &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;have to happen?&lt;br /&gt;Grr stop thinking of it.&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;Done&lt;br /&gt;Out of my head&lt;br /&gt;Even though it isn't but oh well I can still claim it's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have giant feeling of guilt in my chest now. Excellent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what do I do if I fail year 10? I already got 4 E's last year, and I'm looking at about 4 more just this semester if I don't start attending school and doing assignments and the like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck I hate school. I feel really trapped in it. &lt;br /&gt;I know I can't leave, because that really screws my future up horribly.. But the shit they try to teach me -_-&lt;br /&gt;I really do not feel like I need any of that crap.&lt;br /&gt;But I do, because I am automatically unemployed and poor if I don't finish school..&lt;br /&gt;But gah. I want a carefree, peaceful, bohemian, hippie type life. &lt;br /&gt;Living out in the country in a small house, growing vegetables and fruits for food, no electricity, focusing on art/music/writing, etc. It sounds so beautiful &amp;lt;3 But most likely very unrealistic. &lt;br /&gt;Grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is complicated. I don't mean that in an emotional "I want to die plz I hate my life it's so horrible no one loves me why can't I just die right now?"&lt;br /&gt;I mean it in a confused "Why am I here? What is my purpose? What should I do with myself? I don't understand =(" kind of way.&lt;br /&gt;Grr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should stop listening to music. It seems to be tainting my mind with false hopes of artistic dreams and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU PATRICK WOLF!&lt;br /&gt;Why must you have such a wonderful mind and soul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww man now I am frustrated. All this talk of my confusion has made me think about it even more and make me even more confused. Bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I won't bitch about my state of my mind anymore it makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;I will bitch about people =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is with manly men eating a gigantic meals? How does that make them more manly? It makes them more fat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EG: Every football playing, pub going, porn watching man that comes in to purchase food from me buys: Large double quarter pounder meals (biggest burger on the menu) with XL coke, extra fries, and an extra triple cheeseburger meal. Or something similar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when they are just buying drinks, they insist "Get me the biggest cup you've got. The bigger the better. And I'll have two".. I really do no understand it at all. &lt;br /&gt;These kind of people are strange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lot's of people are strange. I really do not understand most general human nature. AHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;OK people bitching isn't working, I am looping back to my dreamy state of mind. Gah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should just stop altogether&lt;br /&gt;That might work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll give that a try.&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;Done&lt;br /&gt;Screw editing this journal it's huge edit it yourself. I probably screwed my words up and such all over the place. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>*Insert deep lyrics quote here*</title>
    <published>2007-05-24T13:45:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-24T13:45:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;I am very happy right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't go into detail too much though. Don't want to say anything that can be translated into me stalking someone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all now how that goes downn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm over that already, stop living in the past Brad BAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bit Bent thing tonight. (=queer youth group)&lt;br /&gt;Left early withhh Andrew, Kelly, Sarah and Gennn (who I dragged along this time)&lt;br /&gt;We sat on some grass next to a carpark. It was quite lovely actually. Then we walked around philip and bummed around dark alleys because we are so teh g4wefx and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I also have a love interest as of now. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could even say I have a &lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;&lt;i&gt;crush &lt;/i&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That isn't important though. I won't get into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have a new &lt;font color="#ff9900"&gt;&lt;i&gt;crush&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt; it is hard to think about anything else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie made me a band bio for Afroqueer. It is very nice. I love her muchly for it &amp;lt;3 tis on Afroqueer's myspace &lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/afroqueer"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;OK, nothing else to talk about that isn't &lt;b&gt;him &lt;/b&gt;so I'll just stop now before I give into urges and blurt out a whole journal about &lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTTT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>No, Harry Potter is a wizard</title>
    <published>2007-05-23T08:35:05Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-23T08:35:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Drake and Josh is kind of sucky, but I found that funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it took me over half an hour,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I picked out an outfit to wear tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never this fussy and superficial.. I just grab the closest clean thing I see. Cold weather just brings out the fashionable-art-queer I truly am I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;I'm wearing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Plain &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Black &lt;/b&gt;pants&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;font color="#ccffff"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;long-sleeve button-up &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ccffcc"&gt;White &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;t-shirt with &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brown stripes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An uber tight &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;Grey &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;sweater&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;font color="#ccffcc"&gt;&lt;b&gt;White&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; jacket with fur (fake) on the end of the sleeves, the bottom and the hood&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brown&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; checkeredish scarf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;&lt;i&gt;undecided&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Most likely just my &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;b&gt;purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; tiger converses &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've almost finished reading &lt;i&gt;Running With Scissors. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;It is a really good book. I almost cried in horticulture today when Neil ran away =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#800000"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I get to go to Bit Bent again tomorrow =D I'm really quite excited. I am bringing Gen with me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel it will be fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to most people that have listened to the new &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Afroqueer &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff99cc"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;song, I am really good at guitar but need to work on my vocals.&lt;br /&gt;I can deal with that. I don't think I can sing at all. I just kind of moan the lyrics out.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get new, decent equipment and programs so I can record like a crazy beeatch on speed =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Advertisement is for suckers</title>
    <published>2007-05-22T05:42:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-22T05:42:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So ima suck my way to sucksville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#33cccc"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/bradlecakeskins"&gt;My personal Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/orwina"&gt;Orwina's personal Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#33cccc"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/afroqueer"&gt;Afroqueer's Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile?user=xenawhoredog"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;My youtube profile w/ personally made videos&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is my live journal &lt;font color="#33cccc"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bradlecakeskins.livejournal.com/"&gt;right here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;I am working tonight. Jealous? I would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day with Gen today. It was quite loverly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm done. I'll post again after work and complain about things.&lt;br /&gt;Brad&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bradlecakeskins:1362</id>
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    <title>Having Myself To Myself</title>
    <published>2007-05-21T12:05:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-21T12:05:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Afroqueer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5" color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Afroqueer has a new #1 hit!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did make another poorly recorded retarded song type thing. It's on Afroqueer's&lt;font color="#00ffff"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="4" color="#00ffff"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/afroqueer"&gt;Myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;If you like your ears, I wouldn't recommend listening to "&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;Coolcooldone&lt;/font&gt;"to loud. It can be painful...&lt;br /&gt;The new one is the second one though (&lt;font color="#33cccc"&gt;Having myself to myself&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;). I don't get the name either. It was part of the lyrics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know. It's not very good at all.. But I don't care, it is &lt;font color="#800080"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;better than you&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I'm bored and this entry is big enough methinks. I already did one today anyway stfu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>If I were you, I wouldn't be wearing a pink skirt at a funeral</title>
    <published>2007-05-21T07:01:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-21T07:01:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">But if I was anyone else I probably would, just to be indie underground hardcore punk alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plastic surgery is quite silly.&lt;br /&gt;It's really weird, last year I actually wanted to be a plastic surgeon...&lt;br /&gt;That was Nip/tuck's fault though. I wasn't thinking about the vain, shallow, silliness of cosmetic surgery. I was thinking of Julian McMahon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like Shakespeare really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bad about him is better than being a pretentious douche bag and acting as if I live for him and admire his work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His language thing confuses the hell out of me, there are a lot of modern playwrights that don't use a confusing language. People should move on and stop living in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon saying that though, I do not know anything about him or his work. I have not researched said playwright at all, and therefore should not be speaking little of him.&lt;br /&gt;I apologize to all the avid Shakespeare fans that are reading this (&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;i&gt;because so many people read my blog, and so many of them will be deeply offended by what I said and all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;Written questions at school are &lt;font size="7"&gt;fucking &lt;font size="6"&gt;annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I don't get how to answer them. Well, I can answer them.. Not in words, or on paper, though. I know the answers in my mind but I can't get them out onto paper or into speeches and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just mentally retarded..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I am in &lt;font color="#993366"&gt;level &lt;font size="6"&gt;3 &lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I got some new pictures last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#99cc00"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;horrible &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font color="#99cc00"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;in them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;ACNE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#808080"&gt;BAD LIGHT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ffcc00"&gt;TIREDNESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="#00ff00"&gt;ETC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;So I edited them like a fat chode with some stupid program on my computer (Too poor or adobe) and now you can hardly see any of my minor imperfections &lt;font size="5" color="#00ff00"&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Fergie is really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't even have looks to brag about.. She still does it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#cc99ff"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;WHEN WILL SHE LEARN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;She ripped off Peaches as well. She shall never be forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind getting a tattoo of a small bird. Or a leaf or something.&lt;br /&gt;To symbolize &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;OK I've had enough of playing with colors now, so I'll end this blog now.&lt;br /&gt;I might make another entry later tonight. Probably not though I'm lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#00ccff"&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Brad&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Grapes are juicy, yes they are</title>
    <published>2007-05-20T10:36:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-20T10:36:03Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Tori Amos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Maybe I'll make this whole blogging thing daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the fun of it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customers can be really cruel and mean!&lt;br /&gt;OK you have had a bad day, don't take it out on the provider of your fattening foods plz. &lt;br /&gt;I do not take my bad moods out on customers. It isn't their fault I am tired, hungry, bored, annoyed, etc. So I should not make them feel as if it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate feeling angry inside&lt;br /&gt;I also hate being mad at people&lt;br /&gt;Or annoyed at people&lt;br /&gt;But honestly, some people say/do such silly things some times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A footnote of "I like pretending to be things I'm not" is no excuse to blatantly charade yourself around as a "bisexual" then block everyone who you were open about it to out of your life for an extended period of time before you 'changed your mind'. (Thinking everyone would forget?)&lt;br /&gt;It's just plain silly&lt;br /&gt;There is no excuse for that and you should not have done it. Especially not to get the attention of a female -_- Having a sexual orientation that isn't heterosexual, does not make you anymore alternative or indie than you already were&lt;br /&gt;You defiantly tried way too hard and ended up looking like a poser jerk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't read that and it is cowardly of me to post it somewhere you would never even think about searching for and reading&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care, I don't want you to read it. I want to get it out because it pissed me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I would like to remind everyone (including myself) that I do not like feeling angry inside. I'M PEACEFUL DAMNIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow I never even thought I had this much anger in me. Yuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET IT ALL OUT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blurgh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just pretend it is for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't write a whole bunch about being happy... It would be hard to write a book if you didn't have any angst in you =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtney is in Queensland for a week&lt;font size="2"&gt;. Grr.&lt;/font&gt; Missyness already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to start getting into &lt;font size="2"&gt;Christianity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I want instruments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; ukulele&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; synthesizer&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; drum machine&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; drum kit&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; pan flute&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; soprano saxophone&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; harp&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; piano&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; flute&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; a&amp;nbsp; piccolo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;In other news&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the Belconnen Bit Bent&lt;br /&gt;But I have no Courtney to come with me this time. It would be extra scary!&lt;br /&gt;I would live though I guess&lt;br /&gt;I dunno though&lt;br /&gt;What if I get slaughtered because I am the Hagless newbie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;FIN&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>Mother's touch</title>
    <published>2007-05-19T14:21:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-19T14:21:45Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Patrick Wolf</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yes, she owns the touch so she deserves an apostrophe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I couldn't think of a title so I used the concept from the comment I left Bradd. Yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried today and yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't enjoy either outbursts at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was because I had possibly the best day of my life on Thursday. I started going to a queer youth group thing and it was so wonderful. All the people were extremely nice and caring and open and wonderful! Also, I went to see a production of 'Aladdin' at a college and it was very nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that having all that happiness in one day made me think that anything less was too crummy for me, which isn't true I should be grateful of my life it is wonderful! ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other than the fact that I thought things were crummy, I kept having flashbacks of 'Aladdin' all day and wanted to see it again (but it is finished now) and it eventually got to me and frustrated me until I was crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's whine was because my brother was being angry and horrible all day and it was making me feel angry as well. I do not like feeling angry, so frustration once again got the best of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying is not very fun at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I have to work in 8 hours and I am walking for 50 minutes to get there.. I should probably be asleep&lt;br /&gt;Oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am growing bored of playing guitar. It is fun and all and I don't think I'm too shabby at all. But it is so boring! I sound like everything I've already heard. &lt;br /&gt;When I overuse distortion and play everything muted and slow, I sound like a boring teenage wannabe grunge ph00l.&lt;br /&gt;When I use simple chord structures with harmonics all over the place, I sound like a wannabe indie-rocker.&lt;br /&gt;When I play peaceful acoustic riffs, I sound like a Jack Johnson-y type &lt;br /&gt;person&lt;br /&gt;When I play distorted-occaisonally muted-chords, I sound like modern day industrial shizzle&lt;br /&gt;Etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure these things can be good. I like these types of music. But I don't really want to play these kinds of music myself.&lt;br /&gt;I want something new.&lt;br /&gt;But it feels like there is nothing left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just need to broaden my mind and think hardd to find something new I do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuff now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night</content>
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