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  <title>Hey, Chochachos!</title>
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  <updated>2008-10-22T06:02:19Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlwithalime:47649</id>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-10-21T23:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T06:01:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T06:02:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear World:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new Livejournal.  You can find me over at &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_globfh' lj:user='globfh' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://globfh.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://globfh.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;globfh&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Me</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlwithalime:47015</id>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-10-10T23:45:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-11T07:01:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-14T01:26:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the magnetic fields : i shatter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I feel terribly frustrated right now because I recorded Kostya's stand-up the other night and my camera did not transfer the full file and then I accidentally deleted it so I've been trying several different file recovery programs and all of them hate me!  Hopefully I will find a computer with a media card reader and everything will be good again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately a couple things have happened lately that have taken the bloom out of my cheeks, so right now I am hell of frustrated but it'll be better tomorrow, the sun'll come out tomorrow.  (Rain is an acceptable alternative.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Briefly, though, the things I love--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;troopay&lt;/b&gt; is really fun.  Good dynamic and stuff.  I am trying to have your back.  Let's do this shit, guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesdays&lt;/b&gt; are the best days of my week right now.  Hurry up let's go!  PS re: school, have midterms.  Blerg.  Ought to study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moleskine notebooks&lt;/b&gt; holy shit I didn't understand the hype but it is TOO SATISFYING to write in them.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh what else is there&lt;/b&gt; I am sleepy good night.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlwithalime:46792</id>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-10-06T22:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-07T05:43:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-07T05:43:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stars : celebration guns</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am surprisingly excited about winter!  This morning I remembered my amazing blanket that feels like hugs; I'm putting it back into action when it rains again.  There are so many great things to do when it rains/is cold--cuddle with some stuffed animals, curl into a comma, drink yourself into a hot chocolate stupor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered that I have mondo trouble getting to sleep if there isn't noise going on.  I'm currently combating this with my favorite CD from small times--Dolphin Serenade!  Piano jazz stylings holding hands with dolphin and beach sounds.  I had/have such a crush on this CD, and I lost it for a few years (sad!), but it was found relatively recently and made me happier than Zac Efron.  I mean the chunk of happiness I felt from the discovery of this CD was a bigger chunk than I would feel if I hung out with Zac Efron.  I'm growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are okay!  Every time I walk into a class with Dr. Krug, I get all excited about learning.  I love that feeling.  Economics is broadening the hell out of my perspectives.  My TVF class is dull and drags me down relative to my other, more interesting classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay well that's all for right now!  Birthday post coming soon.  Materialism ever-present.  Marg outie.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlwithalime:45878</id>
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    <title>Today, September 12th,</title>
    <published>2008-09-13T00:26:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-22T03:49:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>marching band : feel good about it</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am a giant content pile of feathers and pillows and dreamy kinds of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to Swapoop yesterday and we were talking about what we want to do in life, and we came to the conclusion that life shouldn't be about getting to be happy, it should be about being happy.  All the time.  So right now, at 5:11 PM on a day when I have to be at work at 6, here are the things contributing to my being happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Catalina&lt;/b&gt; was wonderful.  Best trip since freshman year, and that is saying something!  Things were mellow and kind of sleepy all the time.  Favorite moment?  Andrew sucking yolks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reading books&lt;/b&gt; is something that I have missed and I'm starting it up again!  I'm currently in the middle of &lt;i&gt;Blink&lt;/i&gt;, by Malcolm Gladwell, which is about a bunch of stuff that I remember from social psych.  Speaking of books,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Free books&lt;/b&gt; from work are amazing!  I've taken a few and those that I've read have kind of just blown me away.  I strongly suggest &lt;i&gt;The Ghost In Love&lt;/i&gt;, by Jonathan Carroll.  He's doing a signing at work in a ...month?  Something like that.  I think I might check that out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grad school stuff&lt;/b&gt; is coming closer and closer and I'm not as scared of it as I used to be.  There is a bit of fear, but it's end-of-an-era fear.  EEP has been such a giant part of my life that it's hard to break away, but starting somewhere else, in pursuit of knowledge?  That interests me very much.  Now what kind of knowledge shall I pursue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Independence&lt;/b&gt; in limited amounts is what I've got going right now.  This summer, I got a car, a license, a job, a credit card, The Sims 2 FreeTime...Now that I have all of these things, going to the A-dult world is not as scary as it used to be.  This does not mean I am ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Madeleine Peyroux&lt;/b&gt; has a lovely, jazzy voice!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;annnnnnd&lt;/b&gt;: Hug Club, "it seems a fool's errand", pen pals, organizing things, feeling accomplished, Squidward Tentacles, stand-up comedy stylings of Kostya Kavutskiy, gift wrap, books from the children's department.</content>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-08-31T19:05:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-01T02:24:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-01T02:25:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lackthereof : fake empire</lj:music>
    <content type="html">HERE ARE THE THINGS I LOVE RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Taking pictures all the time! &lt;/b&gt;: !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Good Old War's "Stay By My Side"&lt;/b&gt;: ALEX was like hey what's up you will love this song, guess what she is correct in that assessment.  It's wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Scrapbooking&lt;/b&gt;: I got pictures printed from Shutterfly and have been creating this silly compendium of them; all summer and light.  Summer's the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Super Mario Galaxy&lt;/b&gt;: Such a ridiculously good game.  I find it completely frightening when you get to the bosses, but the rest of it is GREAT.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Looking forward to Catalina!&lt;/b&gt;: Mostly I am going to hang out with my genitals in a slantwise position.  It's going to be this Thursday through Sunday, and I didn't have to pay for the trip.  A PLUS!  A subsection on this: staying up super late gossiping/telling stories/bonding, bonfires, bike rides, early island air, the stars at night, moonlight, pancake cottages, reading on the beach, aching backs/full hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Hot Sauce&lt;/b&gt;: I've gotten so much satisfaction from really good hot sauce.  I figure it deserves a mention.  Personal faves?  Sriracha and Tapatio (imagine the fancy accent).  Tabasco was my first really intimate hot sauce, but I've moved on.  I've still got some love for the tiny ones though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Disney Channel commercials&lt;/b&gt;: Not really commercials at all.  Usually glimpses of what it's really like to be a rock star (courtesy of the Jonas Brothers), Studio DC Almost Live, music videos by Miley Cyrus/Demi Lovato.  Additionally, whatever it is will seem pretty short and get you back to The Suite Life of Zack and Cody/Hannah Montana As Soon As Possible!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; andandandandand&lt;/b&gt;: nice dreams, really giant bags, Free Super Saver Delivery (something got shipped on the 29th and arrived on the 30th, AMAZING), marshmallow-bear explosions, addiction to phonics, clicking my fingernails on the keyboard, baking things (especially with the yolk-removal thing), the poster list (www.theposterlist.com), flan, corn salad, getting people christmas gifts now, and content cows.</content>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-08-07T09:51:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-07T17:09:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-07T17:09:52Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>wolf parade : the grey estates</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just discovered one of the BEST blogs I've ever read, full of inspiration and bubbles and cupcakes and pretty much everything delicious and buoyant.  One of the things that I want to borrow--well, outright steal--from it is the idea of...&lt;br /&gt;The LOVE List!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to put this idea into action before, but every time I'd feel so ridiculously silly but NO!  I'm going to put it into practice in three, two, one, now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Lion pencil pouches&lt;/b&gt;: ALEX has one, and it's great.  I spent like twenty minutes caressing it and making it hunt things and it was ridiculously fun.  Also it is probably the most adorable thing I've seen in ages.  I'm seriously considering purchasing one, because hello!  It is a lion.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Work when it's really slow&lt;/b&gt;: Around the last hour of work, things kind of die down upstairs.  As a result, I can sit and talk with whoever I am working with and I am making friends!  (Maybe)&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Getting more comfortable at work!&lt;/b&gt;: Everyone has been all kinds of lovely; my boss is wonderfully encouraging.  I know how to do most things now!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;DANIELLE&lt;/b&gt;: She is leaving in a week, and I am going to miss her so much.  She's going to do so many amazing things and be such a good whatever-it-is-she-wants-to-be.  I've haven't seen you at all this past summer, but I'm pretty sure that I'm going to keep being friends with you and more than that, I &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt; to keep being friends with you.  For years and years!  Kick ass, sugar darlin'.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;All my friends going places!&lt;/b&gt;: Whoever you are, whether I've talked to you about it or not, I am not worried about you.  Don't become assholes, please!&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;b&gt;andandandand&lt;/b&gt;: the beach at midnight, Mr. Show, eating ice cream for dinner, coincidence, writing on my mirror in dry erase marker, love letters, snail mail in general!, P.G. Wodehouse, libraries, working in a bookstore, summer plans, looking at old pictures, buying things for people, tiny Tabasco, finding new music to love, writing in Sharpie, Beard Papa's, the future!</content>
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    <title>Diabetes, you are not invited to my pizza party.</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T05:56:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T05:56:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>talking heads : this must be the place</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hi I do not think I am cut out for adventure, staying out until all hours of the night or madd partying in any sort of format.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I've tried it before.  I've made the half-hearted attempts.  But somehow, I always wind up feeling sweaty, disgusting, and longing for my bed and TV.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that I feel obligated to have experiences, but spontaneity has never been my strong point.  What is?  Cross-country skiing, obv.  I'm also a bold young talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I've written before about how I ought to Do Thangs, but gosh, I'm awfully sleepy right now.  I am pretty content with the things that make me content--sleeping, watching TV, not showering for DAYS.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's an update on how there's nothing, really, to update.  A couple weeks ago there was a day when I ate nothing but sandwiches.  As a direct result, life is sleepy and delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: need new music and books to occupy my breaks during work when I am sitting outside by myself pretending I have friends; recommendations welcome!</content>
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    <title>“Girls like a boy who eats cheese.”  “I hope I find that out someday”</title>
    <published>2008-07-17T05:37:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-17T05:37:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>plastic operator : folder</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just spent...a lot of hours making decorations for my room, all with Chorizo Pizza.  For the uninformed, my room is now "Below Zero", a bright underwater-y blue.  It's pretty great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going along with the underwater theme, we've made sea animals and I'm putting them up as soon as I get that weird adhesive from Office Max.  I will truly be living "Under The Sea"!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very excited about putting up the sea animals.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I am now working at Vroman's in Customer Service/Will Call.  Order books to pick up and I'll bring them out to you!  If you want, I'll gift wrap them!  I wrote a kind of depressed entry about how I have no friends, but I mean I am pretty sure that is natural.  Things are better now, and I hope they continue in this pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like having a job.  Sorry, I like having money.  I don't like being unable to schedule things more than two weeks in advance.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's check my summer list!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I checked it and I still have some things to do, and I promise I will!  Just let me sleep for a while first.</content>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-05-20T23:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-21T06:26:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-21T06:28:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>murry the hump : thrown like a stone</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear Summer (Not Glau or Roberts),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might I have a word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, if my summer is like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v106/casbahcalling/p5160265_2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep up these sweltering days.  Although it'd be nice to cool off sometimes, haha!    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably write about coral reefs.  The best thing about my global change class is how terribly guilty I feel about ruining everything.  Wait a second, that's not good at all!  Sheeeeeit.  More on this later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Magrat</content>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-04-27T21:25:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T04:25:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T01:54:09Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>the magnetic fields : the luckiest guy on the lower east side</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oops that was more than two minutes!  Oh ho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, a summer post of things I want to do (and the things I will end up doing) is way overdue, last year I probably had it done in January and edited it in March, or something similarly ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the first summer since 2003 that I am taking off from classes.  How silly!  I am going to be head mentoring with Sharon though, and that will probably be one of the most entertaining and frustrating things that I will tackle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ready for a list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stay (overnight) by water, preferably in some sort of house.  This is something that white people like.&lt;br /&gt;2. Soak in a beach sunset.&lt;br /&gt;3. Go on some sort of crazy road trip!  One of those with driving at night and being the only visible car and those tricky bends in the road.&lt;br /&gt;4. Read a bunch of books.&lt;br /&gt;5. Make a bunch of money.&lt;br /&gt;6. Swim a lot.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have a summer Experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I want to make the Most out of this summer, please.  Can you dig it?</content>
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    <title>BA BA BA BA BA BA BA BA</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T04:15:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T04:16:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hemstad : sommar i göteborg</lj:music>
    <content type="html">BAZYL (8:44:44 PM): and i freeze up when i'm around hot girls&lt;br /&gt;BAZYL (8:44:49 PM): that's why i never freeze up around you&lt;br /&gt;ME! (8:44:53 PM): WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something terribly refreshing about Bazyl and all his inherent Bazyl-y bits.  Eurgh, Bazyl bits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he were a soup he would be primarily composed of heavy cream and dark meats, right?  Right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise that I have never written so much about Bazyl before, but it's an easy subject so never you mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am bad at public introspection--even some semblance of privacy makes me much more effusive, but hi hello, I am here I am here I am here.  I might/probably/am going camping in about two weeks.  I sat on lawn furniture again today and there is absolutely nothing more tiring.  Not physically, but the mental effort of relaxation is TOO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had only a little bit of work to do this weekend and it certainly ruined me.  I always feel like I am forgetting something if I only have a few things to do, and I usually do forget!  Ho ho, witty comment on human nature, ho ho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are happening but not to me, and I don't mean that angrily.  Everyone else is welcome to aches and breaks, I will take SpongeBob and other fun satellite shows.  Oh, and amazing news: not only is Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on DVD, but so is Sabrina the Teenage Witch!  Two of the best shows of my childhood!  And for such deals!  That is probably the most exciting thing to happen to me recently, but my level of excitement over that is completely disproportional to other people's level(s) of excitement, e.g. you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to make a separate post about my summer goals in two (2) minutes, so get ready.</content>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-03-09T20:38:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-10T03:40:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-10T03:40:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hot chip : made in the dark</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am so sleepy right now and it's only eight thirty eight, and that's with "Springing Forward".  If it were real time it'd be seven thirty eight.  This does not bode well.</content>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2008-01-06T21:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-07T05:35:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-07T05:59:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>apostle of hustle : animal fat</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay I love this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shakespeare always deals with the days you’d want to tell your grandchildren about (if you live to tell the tale). Shakespeare writes about the night you went to a dance and fell madly in love with the daughter of the man your father most hated. The day the ghost of your murdered father told you to take revenge on your incestuous stepfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or in Macbeth’s case, the day he (a) won a battle against a traitor almost singlehanded; (b) became the darling of the king and got – as a present! – a whole new castle and domain; (c) encountered strange beings who predicted he would become king; (d) had the king of Scotland as a houseguest; (e) assisted and egged on by his wife, murdered that king and became the ultimate traitor himself; and (f) seized the crown. That’s quite a bit of excitement for less than one calendar day. It’s what fans of “24” might call a Jack Bauer day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes something a Jack Bauer/Shakespeare day? It’s not hard to name some of the qualities: You feel utterly alive. Everything is in vivid colors and contrasts. Even the smells are stronger. It’s a day that brings out the best in you. You are strong, smart, brave, wily, and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a big day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Teller</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlwithalime:31122</id>
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    <title>Here is a toast to lovers lost,</title>
    <published>2007-09-02T05:16:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-01T04:53:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Macauley Culkin wrote a book and I actually really liked it.  The following is an excerpt from said book, &lt;u&gt;Junior&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPACES IN WRONG PLACES&lt;br /&gt;Igo tsp ace s inw rong pla cesl ike a boywi&lt;br /&gt;thn o bra ces,lik e a crow d w it hn ofac es,l&lt;br /&gt;ik e ac op wi th no c a s es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I g otspac es inwron g p l aceslik ea ca rwi t&lt;br /&gt;hn orace s, li k e aba llw ith nob ase s, l ik&lt;br /&gt;e a d eck wit h n o ac es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ig ot sp a ce s inwro ngp la ces lik e a mov I&lt;br /&gt;ewi th n och as es,likea me al wi thno g ra&lt;br /&gt;ces, l ik e a flow er w it hn ov as e s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I g o tspac es inwrongpl a c esl ike a p&lt;br /&gt;honewithn o trac es, lik e a sh o ewith nol&lt;br /&gt;aces, a n d aprea cher w ithn o pr ais es.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go tsp a c esi n wr o ng p l ac es.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlwithalime:30480</id>
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    <title>One glimpse of you, and I go back.</title>
    <published>2007-08-28T05:47:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-14T02:43:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>plastic operator : folder</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My adventures with Nature:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my backyard today, and I saw a tiny broken eggshell.  I picked it up (gently!) and I set it in my hand.  It was light and cool and utterly delicate.  My first thought was that someone was playing "Baby Bird Egg Catch" in my backyard, which was a relief after the fiasco I had to deal with as a result of "Let's Scorch The Cat".  However, after some further examination of the plum tree directly above where I found the eggshell, I couldn't find a nest.  The logical question here is "Why would somebody steal a bird's nest?"  The logical answer is obviously "To get to the other side!", and I mean that in the least obnoxious way possible.  Anyway, slightly worried about the fate of the tiny bird (the eggshell was about the size of a quail egg...shell), I examined the eggshell further and noticed that the liquid inside the eggshell was likely water.  When I tipped it to and fro, it wasn't viscous, so I came to the conclusion that it was water.  But where was the bird?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it was somewhere in the tree, watching my antics with that expression that animals get when we (humans) do stupid shit.  The alternative makes me depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I had an adventure with a moth.  Send the kids to bed for this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I um...do exercise tapes with my mom.  (By the by, I hate Leslie Sansone and her patronizing smirk.)  Anyway, about an hour ago, we were walking in place in our family room when I noticed a tiny bug on the floor.  I didn't want to step on it, so I did the manly thing: I told my mother about it.  She kinda just brushed it away with her foot, and then I was like SUP MOM I don't want to step on the bug!  So she and I stooped over and went on a moth-hunting exploration for a good 2 minutes (precious side-stepping time).  We eventually decided that it was far enough away  and nothing bad would happen to it.  Irony: At the end of the tape, I stepped on it.  Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read all that, I congratulate you.  Now I'm going to go wash my foot.</content>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2007-07-02T19:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-03T02:48:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T19:43:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>raffi : down by the bay (i wish!)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think that one experience can sum up my entire summer, what has happened and what is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY I CARRIED A REALLY COLD WATERMELON</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:girlwithalime:26860</id>
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    <title>Yakko's Universe</title>
    <published>2007-05-09T02:52:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-19T23:41:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everybody lives on a street in a city&lt;br /&gt;Or a village or a town for what it's worth.&lt;br /&gt;And they're all inside a country which is part of a continent&lt;br /&gt;That sits upon a planet known as Earth.&lt;br /&gt;And the Earth is a ball full of oceans and some mountains&lt;br /&gt;Which is out there spinning silently in space.&lt;br /&gt;And living on that Earth are the plants and the animals&lt;br /&gt;And also the entire human race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great big universe&lt;br /&gt;And we're all really puny&lt;br /&gt;We're just tiny little specks&lt;br /&gt;About the size of Mickey Rooney.&lt;br /&gt;It's big and black and inky,&lt;br /&gt;And we are small and dinky;&lt;br /&gt;It's a big universe and we're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're part of a vast interplanetary system&lt;br /&gt;Stretching seven hundred billion miles long.&lt;br /&gt;With nine planets and a sun; we think the Earth's the only one&lt;br /&gt;That has life on it, although we could be wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Across the interstellar voids are a billion asteroids&lt;br /&gt;Including meteors and Halley's Comet too.&lt;br /&gt;And there's over fifty moons floating out there like balloons&lt;br /&gt;In a panoramic trillion-mile view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still it's all a speck amid a hundred billion stars&lt;br /&gt;In a galaxy we call the Milky Way.&lt;br /&gt;It's sixty thousand trillion miles from one end to the other&lt;br /&gt;And still that's just a fraction of the way.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause there's a hundred billion galaxies that stretch across the sky&lt;br /&gt;Filled with constellations, planets, moons and stars.&lt;br /&gt;And still the universe extends to a place that never ends&lt;br /&gt;Which is maybe just inside a little jar!</content>
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    <title>girlwithalime @ 2007-01-06T21:32:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-07T05:34:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T20:05:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stars : on peak hill</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sometimes I wish I had a name that was in a really famous song, just so I could use it as a myspace name.</content>
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