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  <title>drop it like it's hot</title>
  <subtitle>Katherine</subtitle>
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    <name>Katherine</name>
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    <title>i felt like updating</title>
    <published>2004-05-02T02:46:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-02T02:46:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i had work tonight.  it was so awesome because i got to pass all of my responsibility onto the others, and also because erin, lauren, and i formed a "crew"--  diehard paper store commitment.  on friday we are dressing up for "the big game"(mother's day)&lt;br /&gt;my lauren has mono.  i don't know what i am going to do.  lauren j. and i made her a care package tonight at work and are going to bring it to her tomorrow.  we (sick lauren and i) were supposed to go out on cotillion night, but now i doubt she can and i am left dateless.  i wasn't actually going to go, but i have no one to go be super awesome with.  oh well, i will resolve this issue soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of datelessness, being alone is terrible.  even when it's not that great, knowing that someone is there is so comforting, and i miss that feeling more than anything else.  &lt;br /&gt;timmy has been harassing me to no end lately.  he really needs to stop, because bill thinks that it is an open door to be annoying, and it is most definitely not.  &lt;br /&gt;this morning i had SATs; lame.  i was so tired and distracted because i had to sit next to phil and he kept twitching.  &lt;br /&gt;apparantly, Jolt makes gum now and two pieces have the same amount of caffeine as a cup of coffee.  that's pathetic; is it really that hard to drink a cup of coffee?&lt;br /&gt;i missed the human flight committee thing last night.  and alexander has to leave soon :(.  i adore alexander.  &lt;br /&gt;cops is on tv.  these people are incredibly white trash.  the husband is not wearing a shirt, he just got out of jail the day before, she has feathered hair, they have a nirvana poster hanging in their living room, and he just said "simmer down."  ah-maze-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end, i probably won't post again for awhile.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2004-02-08T17:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-08T22:29:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-08T22:29:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">OMFG!!!!111!!!1&lt;br /&gt;Conor Oberst look-alike siting today.  I died.  Honestly, it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of, only 21 days until the Bright Eyes concert, but who's counting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured I'd update since I haven't in quite some time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:k_izzo:18702</id>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2004-01-11T00:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-11T05:56:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-11T05:56:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the human flight committee/ mercury switch/ more show was amazing.  granted, it was a little too XhardcoreX for my taste, but still very good.  me and lauren tore it up in the pits for hfc, but there were too many violent kids.  pfft.  that same day, i gave doug a haircut.  he hates it, but i've decided it's a very 1998 conor look.  he'll get used to it.  his hair is all over EVERYTHING in my room.  i need a better system of haircutting.&lt;br /&gt;tonight i hit the clubs (aka mall) with lauren, taylor, kyla, and bill.  then we went to borders.  i got the every day and every night ep which is alright.  while we were all dancing in the aisles of target, we saw madison.  he just shook his head slowly in disappointment.  then we saw the Hobbit and he laughed at us.  i left my fruit breezers (lifesupport) at work tonight and i am dying without them.  thanks a lot doug.  but at least i'm not from acton.  keeping the chelmsford scene alive.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i have to make a dish from &lt;i&gt;30 minute meals with rachel ray&lt;/i&gt; for my nutrition class.  i'm doing vegetarian mexican food and it will be the bomb dizzle.  and i have to write an essay for english, and read some lame book about the vietnam war.  my favorite character died within the first 30 pages.  &lt;br /&gt;i need to better manage my time.  &lt;br /&gt;pardon any spelling errors- my new keyboard is different from the old one and i am still getting used to it.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i go to breakfast tomorrow morning.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2004-01-02T23:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-03T05:05:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-03T05:05:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this man came to my house today and went on a rampage.  he kicked lauren in the face, and came in my room and yelled and yelled and yelled and yelled.  that crazy comcast man didn't even bother to keep his voice down.  then he couldn't even fix my dumb upstairs cable.  LAME.&lt;br /&gt;then we went out tonight and at the outback we had the awesome waiter again.  he is like wo.  and i got the good mints and a new shirt for my little Rex and some cds.  all in all successful but people kept arguing and it was annoying.&lt;br /&gt;wanted: a girl (or attractive boy) to have no strings attached sex with tim tim.  by sex, i mean making out.  he needs to get some.  if interested, contact either of us.  &lt;br /&gt;i am knitting doug a scarf and i have already gotten sooo much done- it might even be ready by the end of winter.  we went to the java room with little Rex and lauren of course and hung out today and it was awesome because the lady complimented my baby.</content>
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    <title>then she screamed, liar liar</title>
    <published>2003-12-31T04:07:32Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-31T04:07:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh wait, who got tickets?  lauren and katherine?  to see who?  bright eyes?  yeah we're awesome/ amazing.  the tickets are currently inhabiting my purse and burning a hole there.  2 months from yesterday.  oh my.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is new years eve and we need to find a ride to drifter's.  i know everyone wants to take us- it's human flight committee, spill kit, bravo f*ing bravo, lost no more, ambry and westford.  TAKE USSSSSSSSS.  it will be the time of your life.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to brag, and i don't think i've already mentioned this, but me and lauren and doug and the boy are going to go see bright eyes.  but i don't think i've mentioned this.</content>
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    <title>it's a good thing i like you</title>
    <published>2003-12-27T04:19:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-27T04:20:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm at lauren's house.  yeah you're all wicked jealous.  she is madd hot like wo'.  we went to the mall with tim and travis then we saw ryan face and the nic.  so we went to newbury comics and stuff.  yeah you care.  whatev.  2 NEW SHIRTS BITCH WHAT.    and we saw the raptor.  whoooooooooooweeeeeeeeeeeee, what a hawtie.  we're going to make out to the used.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is the &lt;b&gt;big date&lt;/b&gt;.  yee-ah.&lt;br /&gt;we're listening to lauren's new cd.  woot w00t.  i can't wait until she finally gets her livejournal-- tuesday?!&lt;br /&gt;yessa i just copied her belle and sebastian cd.  and i got an azure ray cd tonight.  oh wait, i have that on vinyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE TIME:  why couldn't the scenester do well in karate?&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER:  HE COULDN'T GET PAST THE WHITE BELT!!!! har har har.&lt;br /&gt;best hipster joke ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm just killing time while she picks one of mine.  oh good choice lauren.</content>
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    <title>merry christmas eve</title>
    <published>2003-12-25T02:07:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-25T02:07:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just notices that my phone blinks when i have messages waiting.  i've had the phone for like 2 years.  i've notices that i'm &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; perceptive lately.  &lt;br /&gt;i had work today, it was lame and busy.  then i got my tea (i am totally addicted to it) and it was hot! hot! hot!  although i didn't get to talk to my friend.  we are going on a date during my dinner break saturday.. oh yeah that's romance.  &lt;br /&gt;i haven't talked to doug since yesterday morning-- figures since it is quite imperative.  &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is christmas and it is the first time in 4evaaaaaa that i don't know anything that i am getting.  surprises bring the mosh.  that was for lauren.  i was supposed to go over her house tonight but when i called back she was at neither home.  UGHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;i wrapped my brother's christmas present in an srticle about 50 cent then put on a gold bow.  i hope he realizes the obvious color symbolism &amp;lt;&lt;bling bling="BLING"&gt;&amp;gt; that i so coyly and modestly put in because i am so artistic and deep. "you have to free yourself to use symbolism and allegory to reach your goal"  my idea was in fact stolen from conor oberst's (fake?) egotism.  HAAAAAAA, suckahzzz.  &lt;br /&gt;i feel bad for all of you to be reading this, it is so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so hanging out with lauren, lizz, court kel and tim on friday i think.  it will be interesting.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-12-20T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-21T02:42:42Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-21T02:42:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i skipped work today and took a nap.  then i planned on going to see human flight committee which was 21+.  UGH.  so i was like aiiiiight i'll just go to see transistor transistor and wolves but then i had to ride to cambridge so i am sitting at home updating my livejournal.  i hate life.  not really though, i just hate being bored when i want to be with people.  and i went to see everyone dressed up before the winter dance and then i went home.  dave bought lauren flowers because he couldn't go with her.  then i thought that it was unfair for me to make doug buy me a flower, because it's not like it really matters.  i'd rather hang out with him and i &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; do.  i was watching t.v. earlier and i just wanted him to be there and watch t.v. and drink hot chocolate with me.  but i was watching alone and it was sad.  christmas is lonely and my tree isn't completely decorated yet.  decorating my tree makes me happy and nostalgic because they all have little stories.  i was obviously a loser child because they are all stories that i made about them when i was like 5.  i'm pathetic.  i finally figured out the new date for my party, i'm going to have it on new years eve and i am going to make fondue.  it's going to be a fondue fest.  tim and travis may play as well and i will break open the sparkling cider.  tres excitement.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-12-20T00:01:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-20T05:02:48Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-20T05:02:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the parish concert got cancelled for tonight.  that is lame, even though parish shows = stupid now.  so i went christmas shopping instead and i actually got some done.  yessssssa.  then we stopped at mobile and i bought an afro pick.  it said satisfaction guaranteed, but my hair is still going straight down; i demand a refund.  at the mall, i saw jacque and it was so exciting that she broke my chin.  then we went to dinner and we made ryan eating babies jokes.  he was so offended so he hung out with us and did more christmas shopping (!!!)  at the video game store, the people that work there were making all these terrible video game jokes and it was too stereotypical that i couldn't stand it.  so i laughed and sang along to the song playing in aeropostale.  then man working at mobil was checking us all out and then ryan saw his friend.  according to taylor, he had beautiful eyes.  but when i met him, he was screaming and drunk and was receiving questioning stares from all of the phish-head jam band kids that were there.  now my afro pick is in my hair and i am feeling particularly ghetto and/ or hyperactive.  i don't think i am going to be able to sleep tonight.  or maybe i will.  i have to call in sick to work tomorrow so that i can go see human flight committee-- i mean to recover from the flu.  then monday i think that i might go see the xyz affair in cambridge.  maybe.  and tuesday is my last day of school before 2 weeks of vacation.  &lt;br /&gt;in a way, this was a very modernist post.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-12-15T18:34:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-15T23:34:05Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-15T23:34:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm having an exclusive party at my house friday.  tim and travis' band might play if my mom agrees.  then we are going to the parish, although i'm afraid that it's going to be madd lame people like last time and i was anti-social.  it probably will.  what-ev.  then saturday i am going to try and get out of work so i can go to the human flight committee/ read yellow thing with travis.  that would be sexy- i miss alex so so so so so much.  how very interesting.  &lt;br /&gt;i'm bored, i should call someone but i have a feeling that wouldn't be much more interesting. &lt;br /&gt;today at the mall i went to kb toys and they didn't even have little matchbox cars.  it was depressing.  but i got a new sweater and a new cd so its all good.  so much for christmas shopping.  i have to start soon.&lt;br /&gt;the end.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-12-12T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-13T03:05:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-13T03:05:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">work was fantastic today.  and i'm not being sarcastic.  it went by so so fast, and i was romanced, positively swept off my feet.  this boy bought me a greeting card and wrote me a note.  thanks, marcel, whoever you are, for making my day.&lt;br /&gt;big snowstorm on sunday probably.  excitement at its best.  i hope we won't have school on monday, but it's doubtful.  i realized today that i haven't had a snowday my entire high school career; how depressing.  &lt;br /&gt;now i'm home and i'm bored and i wanted to see honey tonight but i didn't.  my life is terrible, but not.  who wants to see honey sometime?  it looks soooooo good.  TOTALLY.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-12-11T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-12T02:22:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-12T02:22:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">doug came over today and we had a huge teenager afternoon.  hooray for hormones, am i right?  then we went to the mall and had a teenage girl moment and refused to continue shopping for jeans.  it was terrible, but i got 2 new shirts that are hottttt.  then on the way home, my mom asked me if we were "going out".  so i said "mom, going out is soooo 9th grade; we're "dating kind of"  so she got really confused and stopped talking.  then she came back with "you shouldn't just do something because you have nothing better to do."  i was appalled.  WHO DOES SHE THINK I AM?!? just kidding, i've only done that once, so she can sit on it.  now i'm home, and i have to do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i have no idea what to get anyone for christmas and i need to start my shopping.  now.</content>
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    <title>another wonderful entry about my fascinating day</title>
    <published>2003-12-09T01:53:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-09T01:53:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we had a 90 minute delay today; hooray for no math.  that was possibly the highlight of my day.  of course, my mom woke me up to tell me that i could sleep in later.  because that makes sense.  after school me and ryan face hung out for awhile and we visited people at work. w0000t.  then we went to newbury comics and i got a panthers cd and now everyone is vying to be my best friend ever so they can listen to it.  please, people, one at a time.  i have a field trip on the 18th and we are going to fire and ice.  the whole concept of that place disgusts me, the whole cooking in front of you thing, but i figure i miss half a day of school and possibly harvard square window shopping (doubtful) but it's aiight.  i was just informed by lovely travio that he is going with &lt;b&gt;jacque&lt;/b&gt; to the mall this friday.  i am missing out on jacque lovin', travio lovin', moxie lovin' and just tons and tons of lovin'.  my life is over.  i'm painting my walls black, i'm hanging black curtains, and i am going to get a single white candle to burn in my room to show how depressed i truly am.  ::single tear::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fin.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-12-06T23:19:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-07T04:16:57Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-07T04:16:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today:&lt;br /&gt;+i can almost (not at all) get my hair in a ponytail.&lt;br /&gt;+i got out of work at 5, rather than 9:30&lt;br /&gt;-i did nothing once i got out of work&lt;br /&gt;+it snowed (possible snowday in the works?)&lt;br /&gt;-it snowed (mom wouldn't drive me places)&lt;br /&gt;+watched 2 episodes of &lt;b&gt;trading spaces&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-didn't get any homework done</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-12-05T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-06T04:35:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-06T04:35:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">we went to the mall.  the mall is madd lame, yo.  except for free coffee and seeing jacque.  and going on abercrombie fake shopping sprees, although they seem to have a trend/ fetish of wrinkled clothing now.  please invest in an iron NOW.  then we went to smokey bones and got free chicken fingers.  the theme of the evening is free stuff.  then we went outside and watched kyla throw up.  hot stuff.  &lt;br /&gt;lauren t is, like, totally, like, sexy, and stuff.  or something.  i like that we talked like that all evening at my house before we left for the mall.  we are class A ditzes (spell??).  tomorrow, i have work.  ugh.  AND i have to work on winter formal night, and i &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; wanted to go.  drop it like it's hot.&lt;br /&gt;tim is wicked hot.  i am so so so in love with him because he is my boyfriend.  KQ + TM = &amp;lt;3love&amp;lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;people should take me on dates.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-11-29T23:56:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-30T05:01:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-30T05:01:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wish i was less snobby, or didn't come off that way.  i wish that i was more grown up, but i also don't.  i wish that i was less naive.  i wish that other people would stop changing and that everything would stop changing.  i wish my friends liked me.  i wish i liked more of my friends.  i wish that i saw alex more often.  i miss him.  i wish that there was someone crazy about me, and i wish that i was crazy about someone in return.  i wish that real life lived up to the movies and love songs.&lt;br /&gt;i wish that i could just be content that things aren't perfect.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-11-21T22:19:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-22T03:20:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-22T03:20:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">saves the day was fantastic last night.  i wish i had gotten tickets for tonight too, but i was stuck at work with lame slutty people.  ugh.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of lame slutty people, i am madd bored like wo.  because my loser dad would not bring me to lauren's house.  totally uncool, we could have eaten and watched tv all night.&lt;br /&gt;the end, i only updated because people made me.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-11-11T18:59:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-11T23:55:29Z</published>
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    <content type="html">the boy at the coffee shop gives me butterflies and cheap coffee.  it is true love.&lt;br /&gt;the mall tonight was good, just like 6th grade when lauren and i were mall fiends.  score 10 for nostalgia.&lt;br /&gt;now i am home and my mom bought clementines; i love my mom.&lt;br /&gt;i have work thursday and friday 3-9 and saturday 10-2.  i am expecting visits, although i will probably receive none.  but that's okay.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-11-10T23:42:00</title>
    <published>2003-11-11T04:44:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">prank calls are very fun, but also scary.  especially when you diss an angry black man.  and he tells you that he will call the cops.  so you continue to say "but i'm mitsy, peter loves me."  and he continues yelling.  so you hang up and discuss ways to lie so that your brother doesn't beat you because you dissed his angry black friend.&lt;br /&gt;tonight i went to lauren's, but i was supposed to hang out with the boy.  he got mad at me and stuff so i am scared to talk to him tomorrow or whenever.  because i know that he will be upset and i will end up apologizing although i probably won't know why.  because that's how it always happened, and we are falling back into routine.  i don't think that the boy realizes this.  and i already feel guilty because we got off the phone on a bad note.  it's so familiar that i can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got home, my brother pretended that no one even called.  good stuff.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-10-25T22:54:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-26T02:56:28Z</published>
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    <content type="html">following interesting people isn't all that it's cracked up to be.  in the movies, they have it all pre-scripted, so it looks much cooler.  lauren and i tried it tonight and failed miserably.  but she bought me "the cocaine fiends."  i want to watch it right now, but i promised i'd wait until she could watch it with me.  we also visited our way cool friend at the coffee shop.  he asked me to sell him crack, even though he swore that he said paper.  pfft.&lt;br /&gt;last night we went to the parish show.  it was lame.  we should have found something better to do; oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;i have work on halloween, so now i don't think i can dress up with lauren j. as the dancers from the gunaam video, very disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;and i am rambling so the end.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-10-23T20:02:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-23T23:52:13Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i am sitting in the library and a man just farted.  fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;the man sitting next to me is in a chatroom.  i wonder what they talk about.&lt;br /&gt;i got a pretty awful haircut last night.  and i mean awful.  i was so vain that i stayed home today, but it was nice.  i slept in late and did nothing.  ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;update: the man sitting next to me cannot type, but pecks at the keyboard.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-10-13T00:20:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-13T04:35:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-13T04:35:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am so sick of my complaining, so i wonder if everyone else it too.  i'd imagine that they would be by now, so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i enjoyed listening to the girl sing in that band.  and i enjoyed having a shirley temple.  today i enjoyed eating at an awful pizza place.  today i enjoyed my brief conversation with doug.  today i enjoyed meeting that kid from maynard.  today i enjoyed seeing danielle and nicole and glen.  today i enjoyed accosting the singer of treos.  today i enjoyed feeling lame in a good way for going to a pop-punk show.  today i enjoyed listening to dashboard confessional in bill's car and beating myself up for ever liking it.  today i enjoyed listening to multiple people be self-righteous in their music opinions.  but most of all, today i enjoyed stealing this ending from alex who stole it from someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-10-03T23:30:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-04T03:23:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i've only felt this alone like 1416 times before.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-09-29T21:49:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-30T01:53:03Z</published>
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    <content type="html">okay, let's set the record straight.  i so do not stalk alex, i just watch him sleep from in his closet.  big deal, right?  anyways, he has the most beautiful blue-green eyes with a ring of gold.  like a ring of happiness... or gold.  and he is a tower of hairy goodness.  and when i say hairy, i of course mean babe-ilicious.  i can't wait to see him soon (well, with him also seeing me) because i miss him.  and his human flight committee-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note: i am not really stalkery or anything.</content>
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    <title>k_izzo @ 2003-09-28T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-29T01:05:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i can't wait for the leaves to turn colors.</content>
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