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  <title>even though we aint got money ;</title>
  <subtitle>i'm so in love with you, hunny ♥</subtitle>
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    <name>ally!.</name>
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  <updated>2005-02-05T01:35:12Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:9244</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2005-02-04T20:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T01:34:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-05T01:35:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FUCK EVERYTHING.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:9052</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2005-02-03T23:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-04T04:32:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-04T04:33:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>wolf parade</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i don't know why i'm updating. ok so, my life has been pretty busy lately. it's weird to have a life and stuff and things to do and and places to go and stuff. i think i like it, though. it gives more of a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i work at weis. it is the worst job ever and i still haven't gotten a paycheck yet so it's like a work for free. which sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok oh and yeah, i have an addiction. i really think i do though. i might be a compulsive shopper. one of those serious ones that you see on oprah that secertly buys shit and hides it from her husband. that is going to be me. i can't stop buying all this old vinyl off ebay and i haven't even paid for any of it yet! haha i am going to get one of those bad ratings things :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways so i got a C in math. isn't that good? i mean i know what you're thinking that isn't good! but it is for me in math. math is hard&amp;lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i just watched MADE on MTV. and there was like this jock right and he wanted to be made into a ballerino. isn't that cute? i though it was way cute and sensitive. i want to be MADE into a scencester. HA SIIKE JKJKJKJK. but they should seriously do one of those because i would watch it and i bet a lot of people would and they would get good ratings. they should like get someone MADE into an emo kid and have like chris carabababa or whatever the fuck to be the MADE coach. ok well if you have never seen the show then you must be totally lost which is cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok anyway this was weird and random but i felt like writing something because i haven't in awhile which is bad and i realized when we were talking out timed essays in brit lit that my writing sux and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp;&amp; the ashlee simpson show is back!!! can i get a what what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH;NOTE TO SELF;READ MORE!I'M SERIOUS.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:8780</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2005-01-11T15:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T20:28:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T20:30:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>none at this moment</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the smiley face for cold is a blue smiley frowning, which is a bit misleading. why is being cold so sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR ALL THE HAIR SUGGESTIONS PEOPLE, YOU GUYS STINK.SHOULDN'T YOU ALL LOVE HAIR, WHAT KIND OF SCENCESTERS ARE YOU?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;okanywayso,&lt;br /&gt;i got my record player in the mail (finally) and i love it. to death do us part. it's orange and it came with four 45s and i keep playing this one over and over and then over again. it's roberta flack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing new really happened except i drove to Towson without the parentals, since i have my license and all. i got lost twice. once getting there and another time returning, fun times! right ? i almost crashed too, but that is like a daily occurrence for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it's now tuesday i find it pointless to explain my weekend because it is now too far in the past. if perhaps today was monday then i guess that would be the last acceptable day to talk about my weekend, but it's tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since it's tuesday i'm going to go in my room and listen to talking heads on my record player and wait until four o'clock. once it is four o'clock i'll go to weis and beg for them to hire me because i need mad cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of talking heads though, today in issues class we got to watch the talking heads concert DVD all first mod. it was fun and then we had to write a paragraph about heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okalrightLOVE</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2005-01-03T18:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T23:07:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T23:07:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mircophonez</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't usually do these sorts of things but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;ASK ME SOMETHING !&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to ask me something you think you should &lt;br /&gt;know about me, something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask away. Ask as many questions as you want. &lt;br /&gt;Then post this in your livejournal, and find out what people don't know about you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:7928</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-29T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-30T02:38:18Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-30T02:40:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wish i was like of those girls. no wait. i don't wish i was like them, i wish i was one of them. one of those girls that people want to be around and have so many friends to fall back on if they are having an emotion breakdown. and one of those girls who is involved in things and knows all the really cool guys you are too much of a chicken shit to talk to yourself. those girls are best friends with those guys and you can do nothing but envy them. they are always laughing and happy and friends with everyone but are still so real because they don't have to change who they are to be friends with everyone. everyone just likes them for them. how great is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is so nothing, i want to go out and have the time of my life. i feel so empty. i got high today and i still felt lonely even though i was with three crackheads and two ghetto black girls. there is something wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my new years resoultion should be &lt;b&gt;&lt;big&gt;to start taking chances.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a void to fill .</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-29T19:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-30T00:41:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-30T00:41:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">DOES ANY1 KNOW IF PR (A.K.A PROJECT RUNWAY) IS ON 2NITE OR IF IT IS JUST ANOTHER DANG REPEAT?!!??!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:6753</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-28T13:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T18:52:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T18:59:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the arcade fire</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm talking to marybeth right now, online that is. i IMed her. and it's not weird because i decided not to make it that way. it's going to be a new year and i think what i need is a clean slate. and a clear conscious. even if i know it'll never be like old times. when i first IMed her all i said was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: marybeth&lt;br /&gt;: do you ever miss being my friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;: ya, all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that was that .</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:6444</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-27T23:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-28T05:13:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-28T05:13:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>joni mitchell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i want to move to LA for a week to just wander around and bump into celebrities. and have casual conversations with them in elevators and act like i do this sort of thing all the time. if i could meet anyone at all i would meet andy warhol, not to sound cliche or anything but i would. even though he is dead. he always seemed like such an interesting man and i like the way he sees the world. today i went to borders for three hours and took my shoes off because they were giving me giving me red marks on the backs of my heels right below my ankles. old ladies were looking at me funny but the old men just smiled. old women are rigid. anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate a banana nut muffin there and listen to my ipod as i read naked lunch in one of those big ol black coufy leather chairs. i sort of felt bad for taking up the chair for so long because there were probably other people who wanted to use it. maybe they were secertly watching me from far away wondering when (if ever) i would get up. it was probably some old woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for christmas i got a lot of stuff and everything that i wanted and i feel really grateful. at borders i spent 90$ and for some reason now i feel bad about it and i can't figure out why. as if i don't deserve it. because people are susposed to have everything that they want. that's not the way things are supposed to be. in hopes this feeling would go away i spent the whole day cleaning my room because i couldn't see my floor and i was tired of being a pig. but my feeling didn't go away. and i want it to because i don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach/head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i talked to this guy that used to love me and i never loved him back and he is one guy that i know no matter what he will always truly care about me and in ten years i will forget his name and our realtionship. but it's nice to know there are people like that in the world. he told me he dropped out of college a week before finals so he's working at mcdonalds now. he's ninteen and he's going nowhere with his life. i never want to know how that feels .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a boy at borders who worked there and saw me reading and talked to me. he wasn't a good talker, though. he asked me for my number and i gave it to him. if he calls and asks for me i will just have my brother tell him i'm in the bathroom. i don't know why he asked for it anyway, i looked like shit today. he was actually cute but the only thing we have in common is that we both like naked lunch. i just figure that isn't much basis to any sort of realtionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to bed because i feel weird. goodnight.</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-22T17:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-22T22:57:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-22T23:02:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sheiks of sheba</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i hunged out with kasie and josh yesterday because they are my two favorite peeps. we went to wal*mart and talked and then we went home and talked some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0903/drunkenromance/arrrgh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun timez right. isn't his hair gorrrrgeous? yeah i know .&lt;br /&gt;i hate my dog sometimes and i want tortelinni for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;PROJECT RUNAWAY 2NITE ON BRAVO @ 10, WATCH IT K !!</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-21T22:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-22T03:20:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-22T03:20:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fuck the pain away by peaches</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm updating for the hell of it because i have nothing to say really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;happy birthday kasie you buttcheek &amp;hearts;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kasie's birthday and i got her a chia pet. because i'm cool and andy works at CVS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been so cold lately and i can't wait for christmas. i'm crocheting a scarf and it is slowly diminishing into a small pot holder. i want to learn to get good at this, it's my new years resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been lonely lately and i'm happy it's christmas so i can have some new things in my life. how pathetic is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*and if anyone from my school secertly lurks my journal (you know you're out there), join knitting club. because it's the bomb diggity.</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-14T15:25:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-14T20:27:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-14T20:27:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>simon and garfunkel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my cat smells like poo and i have a D in math. ohwell at least i have a hott tutor .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i might want to do one of those LJ community things, suggestions anyone?</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-06T15:50:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-06T21:01:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-06T21:02:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the aislers set</lj:music>
    <content type="html">nothing really has been happening lately, nothing entirely interesting anyway . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried the other night. i hadn't done that in a really really long time. i forgot what it sounded like to cry. that ended up being one of those moments when you look back and you realize you are only sixteen and yes you still do make huge deals out of nothing at all. then you want to kick yourself for acting this way, but overreacting is just a sad pathetic part of being sixteen. so then you just get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm wearing a new sweater and it's really cute. i was smelling it in the car and it doesn't smell like me yet, and i like that. it makes me feel mysterious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides that, nothing is new, except i'm failing math. except that's not new. and oh yeah. i got a haircut, but that was semi awhile ago but still. at first i hated it and now i love it. it's like a fashion mullet, sort of. maybe i'll post pictures some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-12-02T15:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-02T20:53:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-02T20:53:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tilly and the wall</lj:music>
    <content type="html">soooo i got my license, as if any of you peeps care&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, and i drive to school and all that jazz. i still don't know how to drive cool yet though. yanno what i mean? like i always feel so awkward to even sing in the car by myself, besides the fact that my voice is beyond terrible it just sounds so, lonely i guess. i would dance by myself but i have to focus on driving. sigh. i need a car buddy to sing for me, but no one likes any of my music, shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i really have an intense hate for my world history teacher. i would just say "ok she can godiekthnx" and be really scene and stuff but the last time i said that someone got really mad at me so imma never say that again. (but i do really hate her guts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to know what i realized since i got my license ?&lt;br /&gt;i have nowhere to go, seriously. &lt;br /&gt;the first day i got it my mom nearly got a hernia and so i drove to wal*mart to get yarn to start my crotcheting and my mom said i love you which i never hear her say and i think it was awkward and i know she only said it because she thought i was going to crash and then she could tell my dad that it was the last thing she said and then i felt weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, this was long for me. bye fagmoz&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-27T19:01:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-28T00:08:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-28T00:08:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>always on my mind by willie nelson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sorry if i'm not down with eating fried mushrooms over the dinner coversation consisting of each frame by frame how you hunt down and kill deer.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i really don't know if i'm really a bitch or if everyone else in my family just doesn't get it? not that it really matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd take my corndog/leftover sweet potatoes and thanksgiving ham over fried mushrooms any day. so sue me.</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-25T12:04:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T04:50:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T04:51:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just layed on the floor and cracked all of my bones. i love doing that. i have bad bonez. like this one summer when i bought hand held tetris at wal*mart and i got carpel tunnel from playing it everyday only on the commericals but who really cares because i got to lvl 83.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i hate turkey i only eat ham .&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah and i want a crush&amp;lt;333</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-24T21:21:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T02:24:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T02:24:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gravy train !!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">what was with america's next top model tonight? laaame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps i hate yaya .</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-23T11:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-23T17:01:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-23T17:05:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok so i failed again, but that doesn't make me a failure right? no, actually, it pretty much does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was one measly point off too, i parallel parked my ass off and everything. oh well, third times the charm. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm go do some laundry and watch a soap opera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;tuesday 11/30/04&lt;/big&gt;, mark your calendars gurlz and boiz.</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-22T19:07:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-23T00:12:56Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-23T00:12:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i failed my drivers license test today and to be honest, it sucks pretty badly. oh well, i have a test tommorow as my back-up appointment so i get to miss algebra so it'll be kind of sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to everyone on my friends list which is like three people:&lt;br /&gt;when it turn 11:11 wish for me to pass my test, plz. thanks&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to huff down a corndog and then go to yoga.</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-21T18:46:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-21T23:52:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-21T23:52:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gogogo airheart</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"I once knew a girl who said, 'I knew he loved me when he didn't come in my mouth.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andy Warhol</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-19T15:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-19T20:51:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T20:52:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>deerhoof</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i think i'm going deaf or something.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:2856</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-18T16:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-18T21:14:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-19T02:47:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>moldy peaches</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ok since i am a total gossip queen, PARIS HILTON IN THE BIG MA?&lt;br /&gt;i think so my friends. i kid you not, it's all anyone has been talking about all day and personally i am pretty damn stoked. it's about time something even remotely interesting has happened(which is probably why they would want to film the simple life here). me and jessie are going to pretend we are mary-kate olsen and kelly osbourne and see if she buys it. i mean she is paris hilton, so it's possible. after this whole hoopla is getting all this hype and gossip around school, watch this just turn into another phony thing like when amanda precup bragged to everyone that she was going on that show switched with hilary duff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high school, what a fucking disappointment.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:2361</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-17T15:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-17T21:02:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-17T21:05:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hi.&lt;br /&gt;the TV just told me that there is going to be a seinfield REUNION.&lt;br /&gt;so, considering there is a three way tie between seinfield, jeporady, and america's next top model for my favoritest show of all time... i'm so excited♥!.&lt;br /&gt;ok, bye now, forealz this time.</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-17T15:32:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-17T20:48:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-17T20:57:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>xui xui</lj:music>
    <content type="html">SO YESTERDAY I WENT TO THE COLLEGE FAIR, RIGHT? AND I PICKED UP LOTS AND LOTS OF BOOKS AND LOTS OF PAMPHLETS AND I STOLE LOTS OF PENS WITH THE NAMES OF COLLEGES ON THEM AND MY FAVORITE ONE IS A THIS GREEN ONE AND THEN THIS FUNNY TALL BLACK MAN TOOK MY PICTURE BECAUSE I LET HIM AND THEN KASIE WAS ALL YELLING AT ME TELLING ME I WAS NAIVE AND SHE WAS MAD LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW, SHOWER, BYE.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bbbang:2003</id>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-16T16:03:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-16T21:08:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-16T21:11:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>oprah winfrey</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/0903/drunkenromance/whatsupladytron.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god for smart people.</content>
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    <title>bbbang @ 2004-11-16T12:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-16T17:57:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-16T17:57:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the sea and cake</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i dunno if i'm coming back to this whole livejournal thing, but maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to play legos and eat some rice pudding, so imma go do that.</content>
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