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 <title>dogs, driving, and pedophiles (oh MY!)</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there&#039;s this dog who lives down the street from me named Einstein, who I&#039;ve known ever since I was a toddler and he was a puppy. When I was five, he was big enough to carry me around on his back. Whenever a play-date or birthday party went wrong (which was often; I was an emotionally unstable little tyke), I&#039;d run down Sorrel Dr. and visit Einstein.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jun 2008 22:44:35 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>what the hell is simchas torah?</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;I appear to be Drifting from this site. hah, oh well.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So it&#039;s been a pretty awesome-tastic week. Monday and Tuesday were the last days of school, but me and the girlfriend and a friend of ours were hanging out at school being insane on wednesday- sprinting around in the halls and plotting to freak out our english teacher and drinking chocolate milk. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;...andstuff. xD&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun,  8 Jun 2008 16:38:24 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>slutty</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;I&#039;m experiencing something today that I haven&#039;t ever experienced before.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I feel slutty.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sadly, this leaves me with nothing to wear which will make me feel at all attractive. I stole a brown skirt from my sister, but it&#039;s all long and flowy, which is not only &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; last year, but very innocent. NOT what I&#039;m going for.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Damn. I need a mall buddy. =0&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Mon,  2 Jun 2008 19:05:51 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>a question</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;&quot;The world is filled with beautiful things&lt;br /&gt;
Butterfly wings and fairy tale kings.&lt;br /&gt;
And each new day undoubtedly brings,&lt;br /&gt;
Still more of these beautiful things.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Is that a quote from something? I heard that line in like, 2006 and its stuck in my mind for a long time. What&#039;s it from?&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 31 May 2008 08:55:32 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>*hurts*</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So yesterday I fell of my horse. It majorly sucked. Like, usually I&#039;m pretty graceful with my falls, but this one just SUCKED.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mostly because my girth ((y&#039;know, the strap holding the saddle on)) came undone. Like POP.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 21:29:26 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Lucky Girl</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today was neat. I woke up at like 8:00 (so early for a saturday!) and was really hungry, so I got on my bike and rode to Lucky&#039;s Diner.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I loooooove Lucky&#039;s. They have banana cream pie and rootbeer floats and waffles and pancakes and burgers (which I dont eat) and really good eggs and buttery toast. So I went to the counter and got some coffee, then mused about what I was going to get.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sat, 17 May 2008 17:42:23 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>*various sounds of hesitation*</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So. Today I went with my dad to see &quot;Evita.&quot; It sucked. Majorly. Well acted, really, but just... made NO sense. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Before that I ate subway, before that I went with my sister on some job-application-dropping-off and other errands.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 22:41:00 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>I guess it makes it better</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, when life really sucks, I like getting new music.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I bought my third Les Miserables CD. My first was the regular original American Cast Recording. My second was the full symphonic London cast.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And yesterday I bought the 1991 Paris cast. It&#039;s in FRENCH. I LOVE IT.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 14:10:38 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>overwhelmed</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;there is, literally, NOTHING in my life that isn&#039;t overwhelming me right now. I feel like a season of Buffy... as soon as you think everything is going well, Spike tries to rape Buffy and Tara gets shot. A really high moment is evidentally just the calm before the storm.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Sun, 11 May 2008 09:49:45 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>soup, soup, soup</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So today generally sucked. Sucked a LOT. Not that anything terrible happened, I just felt queasy all day and... good things DIDN&#039;T happen.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri,  9 May 2008 21:02:06 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>be my secret agent lover man?</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I&#039;m kinda frustrated by the fact that I can&#039;t write about as much on Oasis because now I like, KNOW people who&#039;re on it, like in real life.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Two of my relationships ended directly because of this site. I would write something dumb, something that just popped into my mind about how I was uncomfortable in the relationship, and she&#039;d read it.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Wed,  7 May 2008 17:24:29 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>swing, swing, swing</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;all with the mood swings these past couple days. Yup. I need to head to the barn and take a trail ride to work out my issues. Horses make good listeners.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, mostly I&#039;m having mixed feelings about this maria crap now, and I just need ot muddle through them because I kNOW what&#039;s on the other side, I just need to get there.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.oasisjournals.com/2008/05/swing-swing-swing&quot;&gt;read more&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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 <pubDate>Sun,  4 May 2008 10:49:58 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>and the phone calls go marching on...</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So last night I talked to Maria on the phone. I was sitting in my room, drinking cranberry juice from a wine glass, playing guitar with a little pink candle flickering on my desk, and I just spontaneously texted her.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Hey, did you get my letter?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
And went back to my guitar. And then I was like WOAH I just texted Maria.&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Yeah,&quot; she replied. &quot;I wrote you back.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Fri,  2 May 2008 10:46:07 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>Juliet</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I would say my favorite romantic cliche in songs is &quot;juliet.&quot; Any song about Juliet (though of course they&#039;re not ABOUT juliet, it&#039;s just an allusion or whatever) makes me smile (or makes me sad, if that&#039;s the case.)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Romeo and Juliet by The Indigo Girls&lt;br /&gt;
Check yes, Juliet by We the Kings.&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Thu,  1 May 2008 16:15:17 -0400</pubDate>
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 <title>boxer shooorts</title>
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 <description>&lt;!--paging_filter--&gt;&lt;p&gt;so mostly I&#039;m wearing boxer shorts right now. My mom wanted to wash my pants. Soooo I let her have them. I feel pretty swanky in my &quot;Mr. Perfect&quot; boxers and my &quot;Springer {{{thats my old middle school}}} chorus&quot; polo shirt and my newly pink-streaked pigtails.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;=D&lt;/p&gt;
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 <pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 16:42:09 -0400</pubDate>
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