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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:7313</id>
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    <title>!</title>
    <published>2006-02-02T09:56:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-02T09:56:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been awhile since an update.  Life has been better.  Due to the damage done at the party i had last friday, I'm cut off now and my parents don't like me any more.  I'm afraid to go home to Saginaw again, and according to my mom, I'm not welcome either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get a job so hard so I can get away.  Every night is like a girl party at my house and I don't have any guy friends here to offset the madness.  I just like to lock myself in my room and play world of warcraft constantly.  Basically, I need to be rescued.  Someone help me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:7078</id>
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    <title>feeling good</title>
    <published>2006-01-08T21:07:38Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-08T21:07:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want to thank you all for being there for me when I needed you most.  Love you guys and I'll see you soon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:6837</id>
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    <title>nothing in particular</title>
    <published>2006-01-07T18:09:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-07T18:09:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Getting ready to leave saginaw and getting excited about it.  Steve's house was wild last night.  I saved Thomas' life because he was trying to drink carburetor fuel.  And I stopped Steve from trying to fight everyone and he repaid me by letting me sleep in his bed.  He took the floor.  If that's not friends then I don't know what is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, girls are clearly stupid and wishy washy by nature and they are all trying to ruin my life.  I basically hate anything that has a vagina right now.  Glenn told me the other day that men use significantly more brain power to process emotion than women do, and the emotions that we feel are actually much more powerful.  That is becoming very clear to me because when I want something it stays that way and when I feel something it doesn't change and when I say things I mean them.  Guile is the root of all evil. the end.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:6541</id>
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    <title>christmas break</title>
    <published>2006-01-06T16:02:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-06T16:02:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sorry I haven't posted in awhile, I've been busy drinking.  For real drinking.  Like 24/7 a fifth or more per night drinking.  And it's been a crazy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I want all of my friends to stop fucking each other and fucking everything up.  I mean, it just gets kind of strange after awhile when you go into a room and realize that you've messed around with four out of the five people and only because one of them is gay.  Of course I realize this is a natural progression in the world of partiers and I haven't been the best kid myself but if it has to happen just be honest about it so it'll be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, things have been really fun here.  I like to chill with my boys.  And I realize I will do practically anything for caleb.  he's been good to me.  Like he called me at 9:30 this morning when I was still wasted with 6 hours of sleep and asked me to drive over to his house and push his dad's fucking heavy ass roadmaster two blocks up davenport.  And I didn't even mind even though he said i smelled like liquor.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:6219</id>
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    <title>mmm food</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T01:00:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T01:00:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">delicious eating will be done!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:5908</id>
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    <title>please, turn off the christmas music</title>
    <published>2005-12-23T21:26:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-23T21:26:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a 3.4 this semester which means I am done for real and the diploma is in the mail.  I'm not sure where to go with this but at least I don't have to go back.  If you want to hang out, call me, because I am no longer occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz is in sunny Florida until the 7th or so.  I told her i wouldn't call her unless she called me so we haven't talked in a little while.  It feels ok but I can't say it feels right.  I will thus be spending a lot of time in James' basement, including tonight.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:5663</id>
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    <title>a night out on the town</title>
    <published>2005-12-17T07:42:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-17T07:42:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I actually left my apartment tonight and tried to do something, but the results are questionable.  I didn't know this kid well but I met him in class and I decided to try something new.  So I went to his house.  But all of his friends were fucking frat boys and sluts.  And he went into his room at like 2 to fuck his girlfriend and was really awkward about being like "well, when should we study?"  I guess what I don't realize [I don't go out much] is that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST OF THE PEOPLE WHO GO HERE SUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I wish that I could pass out.&lt;br /&gt;I hate performance enhancing study drugs.</content>
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    <title>...</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T01:27:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T01:27:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There comes a time in every man's life when shit hits the fan and right now it is just spraying everywhere goddamn.  It has been really hard for me to get shit straight in my head lately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that school needs to be done and I need to get out of Ann Arbor for awhile.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:5135</id>
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    <title>oh so tired</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T22:39:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T22:39:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Marilyn Manson - Angel with the Scabbed Wings</lj:music>
    <content type="html">lately, i've been thinking about dropping out of school like everyday and the only thing that stops me is being so close to graduation.  i hate the winter and i need to get the fuck out of here.  That is all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:5002</id>
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    <title>faithlessx @ 2005-11-13T11:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-13T17:11:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-13T17:11:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok so last night was part fun and part ridiculous.  We went to Jessica's house to hang out with her and Sean Compton, and then all of these girls started arriving in droves.  They were alright, it was like Trent's sister Brianna and some other girls I'd never seen before, some from MSU.  But anyway, they all wanted to go party, so we tried to go to his "latino" party.  We got there and there were seriously 100 ann arbor mexicans (i can't call them real ones cuz they weren't) standing on the porch.  And we were a group of 10 girls and 2 guys.  And they were like "we'll cut you a deal--4 bucks a head".  fuck that.  Parties here are not supposed to have a cover, for one, and why would you deny a whole bunch of girls passage into a sausage festival?  Just doesn't make sense.  So we went back to Jessicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were tired and left after that, so all in all, it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, one of my classes is making me nervous.  The prof says he won't curve it, so, I have maybe a B- average going in there right now.  Which is about right for me in an EECS class, slightly above average.  But I don't want a fucking B-, and that is borderline failing since a C- or lower is failing.  Uhh.  Bad news in the semester you are graduating, huh.  Life is a struggle.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:4769</id>
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    <title>halloween fun (finally)</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T20:11:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T20:11:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">liz got some pix from halloween. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www-personal.engin.umich.edu/~nashphil/halloween1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www-personal.engin.umich.edu/~nashphil/halloween2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www-personal.engin.umich.edu/~nashphil/halloween3.jpg" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:4438</id>
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    <title>I am very disappointed in all of you</title>
    <published>2005-11-11T03:35:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-11T03:35:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Manowar - Fighting the World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">For the first time today, I listened to Manowar and recognized what it was.  APPARENTLY, there was a gap in my musical education.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rob and Sean, you've failed.  Prepare to defned yourselves and your turkeys.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:4134</id>
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    <title>Nickelodeon GAS</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T03:31:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T03:40:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yo.  Does anyone else realize that guts and legend of the hidden temple are on like ALL THE FUCKING TIME.  This is how i spend my saturday  nights in ann arbor.  yeah, i know what you're thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.#######...######...###### #&lt;br /&gt;# ........... # .......... # # .......... #.#&lt;br /&gt;# ........... # .......... # # .......... #.#&lt;br /&gt;# ........... # .......... # # .......... #.#&lt;br /&gt;#######...######...#####  #.#######&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, that tired me out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:4076</id>
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    <title>tired</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T18:38:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T18:38:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i had an exam in my "Advanced Object-Oriented Programming" class today.  It consumed my life.  I spent about 16 hours studying for it, but its good to have it over.  The Blue Moon in my hand feels especially good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I may be coming home on Friday night.  Look out, Saginaw.  It's Eric Hinojosa's 21st birthday.  hehehe.</content>
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    <title>msu</title>
    <published>2005-10-29T20:47:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-29T20:47:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ambient noise</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Liz, jessica, and i went to MSU last night to hang out with her ex-roommate Cristen.  We went to a party at a co-op, which is better than going to a frat, but it was BYOB and everyone failed to mention that.  So we made a trek to the liquor store.  All in all the night was ok, but we had to ride buses to and from campus which limited us to about 1.5 hrs of actual partying, and Cristen brought some dude home with her so we would all have had to sleep on the floor.  So we left at like...3 am to drive back to Ann Arbor after I'd had a pint of jack on an empty stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slut sightings, in ascending order of ridiculousness [the girls at MSU may somehow be sluttier than the worst girls at u of m]:&lt;br /&gt;- In the liquor store, i saw some "angels" that were wearing nothing but a bra on top&lt;br /&gt;- On the way back, we saw a naughty policewoman wearing nothing but spandex shorts that only covered the top quarter of her ass.  It was 25 degrees outside.&lt;br /&gt;- On the bus, a girl with no pants at all.  Period.</content>
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    <title>F#-C#-G#-D#-A#-E#-B#</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T04:59:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T05:07:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Children of Bodom - Bodom After Midnight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">thats what i fuckin said.  i'm back on the attack shit is whack cuz college back but don't worry ill bounce back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like everyone i know to post and tell me how things are.  if you get me motivated about livejournal, i'll post more, promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean doherty--call me baby, i have your underpants.  &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I had this really cute cat that died.  Check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www-personal.engin.umich.edu/~nashphil/kitty.jpg"&gt;My cute [dead] kitty&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:3327</id>
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    <title>ann arbor</title>
    <published>2005-09-03T21:47:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-03T21:47:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>KMFDM - Power</lj:music>
    <content type="html">We moved in to our new place.  Compared to last year, it is beautiful.  We have a 2 brdm apartment with a generous balcony.  I'm thinking about buying a grill for it.  All in all, I'm very excited about how things turned out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its good to have Fi back.  She's a lot of fun to hang out with.  My friend Mike's girlfriend moved to Eastern so he's a free man now.  Watch out ladies, he might pour hot sauce on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saginaw, I'll miss you.  But I always have a piece of you with me.  I have a sinus headache again.</content>
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    <title>hahahaha</title>
    <published>2005-08-31T17:49:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-31T17:49:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Iron Maiden</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yesterday I smoked with Wally and had a good time.  I forgot how fun that kid is.  We all need to do something hype on Thursday night before I leave.  The sun is out, got to go.</content>
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    <title>winding down</title>
    <published>2005-08-31T00:13:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-31T00:14:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Darkest Hour</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm nearing the end of my time in Saginaw.  Liz said something about her family being around this weekend (how unusual) so she/we might come back.  I won't be able to work out here due to the annual horrible Y shutdown, so I don't know how likely it is that I'll come back for long.  Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is super boring during the weekdays here.  If you live in Saginaw, you should move immediately.  You'd be hard-pressed to find a shittier place to live with a shittier job market.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Red Eye we go.  Oh, and could someone other than my sister plz comment in my journal?  I feel like she reads it only because she feels bad for me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:faithlessx:2534</id>
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    <title>oh yes oh yes the day of rest</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T16:58:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T17:02:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's real nice outside today.  The pool and I have some hanging out to do.  But first, I have to deal with these mosquito bites.  That's right--they are so irritating that they deserve a mention in my journal.  I counted six bites on my right ankle alone.  I also have two on my back, four on my left ankle, and one on each knee.  And some others that probably haven't started itching yet.  Fuck.  I blame it on the summer.  While drunken, I am oblivious to many of the things that are going on around me, including said parasitic activities.  Oh, and an interesting factoid:  due to the odors/pheromones/whatever that African Americans emit (no I'm not really black but apparently I'm different than you pale folk), mosquitos are more attracted to us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all at Rob's last night again.  K-Luv showed up with Sonia, her sisters, and Jack Daniels for awhile, which was hype.  Korey and Erika stopped by as well.  I'm gonna miss you guys when I have to go back on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Jessica, where art thou?</content>
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    <title>hashish without the h</title>
    <published>2005-08-27T17:57:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-27T17:57:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night was remarkably fun.  We went to this John kid's house that I don't know that well, and the party was in C-town.  As usual, our friends took over--Stevie was basically naked when I got there, some kids were drinking absinthe, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liz, Ashley, and I somehow managed to tear through almost a half-gallon of vodka with only two or three shots to spare.  I feel very, very sick.  Of course Ashley thought someone put something in her drink.  But her logic is flawed--no one would ever need to do that, the drinks work just fine on her.  Just ask Hashish without the H.  Where the fuck did that kid come from anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 4 we made our way over to Robert's house.  It was sweet just to be there drinking--I wonder what mrs. rosin would think about it. There was dancing and fun and the next door food store.  What was fucked up is that you can actually go inside it at night now.  All in all, good times.  I haven't stayed out til dawn in a loooooong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I wish Liz's family would go away so we could sleep.</content>
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    <title>i have a sinus headache</title>
    <published>2005-08-24T17:07:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-24T17:07:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my phone ringing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Went to Haley's last night.  Drank a pint of BV and Stevie found me some other good stuff as well.  Time of sleep: 6:00 A.M.  Fuck.  I need an Ibuprofen like whoa.  I think my septum is dissolving.  lol.</content>
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    <title>lucid dreaming</title>
    <published>2005-08-23T16:58:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-23T16:58:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>-</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I ended up talking to this kid about lucid dreaming for awhile on Sunday.  It was probably the most interesting thing that I talked about all weekend.  I told him that I didn't think that I could relax enough to have a lucid dream.  I'm pretty sure that I couldn't.  He said that he hadn't done it in awhile, though, because it turned into a lucid nightmare last time.  Jumped right outta bed, shit.  He was sitting with this kid that Caleb hates, but I sat down at the table anyway cuz I didn't know anyone else at all.  You gotta do what you gotta do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, and the partying.  Friday was Stevie's and Saturday was Kelly's going away party.  Stevie's was good on Friday (no Heather = yes fun) and James' was alright except that not a lot of people came (perhaps due to the fiasco last time).  Jessica also didn't come and I was really sad because Liz doesn't really have much fun unless Jessica comes and seemed to want to leave.  I also have a lot more fun if Liz is having fun.  It seems like I have to kind of block her out of my mind if I try to enjoy  myself when I know she's pissed and wants to take off, and that's not very nice now is it?  Funny how girls seem to get their way eventually all the time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I was invited to hang out with Sara Kostrewski and Sean Stennett.  No sean for me.  I went to Korey and Erika's instead.  That was pretty tight.  I like Korey's friend Reuben (sp?).  I also saw the '4 Brothers' movie yesterday with Liz and her dad (who apparently really wanted to see it).  It was actually alright.  Mark Wahlberg was almost too much of a badass--you'll like his gansta lean if you see the movie.  They kill a hilarious number of people in it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Liz's dad is the craziest guy ever.  Seriously.  He is the prototypical old rambling man.  He actually went off on this tangent today:  "When my grandparents came here, everyone in the village had a say in everyone else's business.  All of them raised their children together...".  I looked at Liz and started edging for the door and she cracked up a little.  I think he gets nervous during any more than 3 seconds of silence and starts rambling.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=Can you tell that I'm lit right now?=-</content>
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    <title>finally done.  finally.</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T23:04:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T23:05:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>air</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The moving has ended.  We rented a 10x10 space at this place called "Fort Knox" self-storage.  Hah.  Its supposed to be secure or something.  I'm back in Saginaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to see my friend Fiona today (my favorite asian girl from LA).  That was pretty sweet.  She makes being in Ann Arbor fun for me and Liz.  She's living in an apt in the same complex with us in the fall, too, so that will be good times.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went to move out her apartment today, we encountered a disaster.  The subletter, some kid named Alex, tore the fucking shit out of the place.  It looked like a thousand blunts had been smoked, ashed on the floor in a 4x2 area in front of the couch, and ground in by some huge person named Dan.  Seriously.  And she had to try and clean it up with what little cleaning supplies were left between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Fiona's room was supposed to be for storage only--her and her roommate's stuff was locked up in there--but when her roommate went to move some boxes, the kid Alex was chillin in her room and told her that I let him in.  Our most disgusting discovery was made in that room--I think there was puke caked on the wall and a bit of human feces ground into the floor. MMMMmmmm!  Oh, they had also burned a few candles directly on the surface of the desk, leaving wax for us to chip off and scrub.  I'm gonna sleep well tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I'm rather new to LJ.  If you know people that you think I know, have them comment so I can add them!</content>
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    <title>Moving</title>
    <published>2005-08-16T22:46:19Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Blind Guardian - Into the Storm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been frantically packing my shit and trying to get rid of as much as possible.  It's amazing how much crap you can find that you never remembered having/never should have bought.  I'm not much for carrying junk around, so its to the thrift store for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three cheers for cooler weather.  I feel like I can actually enjoy life again--even when a fan isn't pointed directly at me.  Oh, and I'll be home Aug. 19th through Sept. 1st or 2nd.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I've been updating in this journal, I have realized that my life is fairly boring.  I don't really have much to say, so I've decided to plan for a more exciting future of some kind after graduation in December.  Potential courses of action:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Move to a different part of the country for 5 years while Liz goes to grad school and work&lt;br /&gt;2.  Move to a different part of the country for 5 years while Liz goes to grad school and go to [law] school there&lt;br /&gt;3.  Move to a different country altogether and put off grad school for awhile !!fun!!&lt;br /&gt;4.  Start a super sweet metal band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone know exactly how you go about moving to a different country?  Do you just show up and be like "eyyyy guys"?  Do I need to do some paperwork?  The foreign equivalent of a green card?</content>
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