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  <title>Marlyn</title>
  <subtitle>Marlyn</subtitle>
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    <name>Marlyn</name>
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  <updated>2004-02-07T23:41:40Z</updated>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-02-07T18:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-07T23:40:49Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-07T23:41:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've moved to a new journal: &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/marlyntherobot/"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/marlyntherobot/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>mm</title>
    <published>2004-02-06T21:23:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-06T21:23:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate you. Goodbye.</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-02-03T19:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-04T00:33:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-04T00:33:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>finding nemo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I feel like a fish out of water. Very out of place and awkward. Everything is just off and I hate this feeling.</content>
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    <title>it's lonely here on the other side</title>
    <published>2004-02-03T02:12:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-03T20:31:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>My big OBnoxious Fiance- I dunno why my mom is watching this</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Life is really too short to fret over stupid things and to be a dick. I learned that today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that one of my closest friends' dad passed away today. My first instinct was to send flowers and a card, but later I decided to make a donation to the American Cancer Society instead. It just feels right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh today was better than expected? I don't know maybe worse, I don't think I was really expecting anything. School sucks in general. I have D band opta, I got a 96 on my English Regent and I probable failed my math. I'm not even going to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and the superbowl was awsome last night. I am really happy  the patriots won. I feel really weird and tired. I'm gonna go nap or something..</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-01-31T13:51:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-31T18:59:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-31T18:59:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I couldn't sleep at all last night. I was too upset and angry. I feel so sad right now. Every thing is just so fucked up. I just want to stop crying ,to just understand. I wish it didn't hurt, I wish that I could disapear, I wish that I could learn to hate him. My dad is making things worse. Murrow called today. I don't know what to do anymore.</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-01-31T00:36:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-31T05:36:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-31T05:36:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bill murray- ghostbusters</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fucking AIM keeps pissing me off. It freezes and then I restart my computer. But during all this time it still says I'm fucking online. For like up to ten minutes!! It's ridiculous. I keep missing IM's and it just sucks. I need a new computer. Jesus.</content>
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    <title>rofl</title>
    <published>2004-01-31T00:58:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-31T00:58:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>george lopez- abc 7</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Theres this commercial for Mystic River where it says critics say ".. the only special effect is GENIUS!" and it made me laugh so hard. That's just so ridiculous and funny.</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-01-30T15:59:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-30T20:58:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-30T20:58:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rudy shooting up a storm- Vice city</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Posted 11/18/2003 8:30 PM     Updated 11/18/2003 8:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Family Guy' may return&lt;br /&gt;By Gary Levin, USA TODAY&lt;br /&gt;Baby Stewie could be staging a comeback.&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy could return with as many as 35 new episodes for January 2005.&lt;br /&gt;Fox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a sign of the growing importance of DVD sales to Hollywood, 20th Century Fox is considering a plan to resume production of Family Guy, a sometimes crude animated comedy that the Fox network took off the air more than 18 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As many as 35 new episodes could return in January 2005, marking the first time that a canceled series has been revived based on strong DVD demand and ratings in syndication.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox Television Entertainment Group chairman Sandy Grushow said a decision is expected soon and called the series a late-blooming phenomenon that may have aired before its time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DVD set of the show's first 28 episodes released in April has sold nearly 1 million copies, making it this year's top-selling TV show and the No. 4 television title ever, according to Video Store magazine. A second collection, of 22 episodes, has sold 520,000 copies. And the series is Cartoon Network's most popular among adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy premiered with a big audience — 22 million viewers — and some controversy after Fox's 1999 Super Bowl telecast. In the pilot episode, Stewie, a talking toddler with a clipped British accent, was openly contemptuous of his loutish dad and bent on killing his sweet-natured mother in a quest for world domination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creator Seth MacFarlane, then 24, wrote scripts, drew characters, provided voices and infused the show with rapid-fire sight gags, a nod to The Simpsons. But ratings faded, and the show ended with a whimper early last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relatively short network run may have helped DVD sales, Video Store's Judith McCourt says. "It really speaks to something that had a following, was cut off network TV, and people said, 'What did I miss?' "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DVD and cable viewers have "created kind of a groundswell that could lead to better ratings" on Fox, Grushow says, although new episodes could end up going directly to Cartoon Network.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A decision to restart the show suggests a reversal from the old TV business model, in which a network hit predicts a profit windfall in syndication. This time, the promise of DVD and syndication gold could justify a show's return even if low network ratings didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But canceled favorites aren't likely to rise from the grave en masse. Family Guy has one major advantage: With no actors and no sets, it can simply be drawn back into existence.</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-01-29T23:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-30T05:00:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-30T05:00:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the rapture- echoes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Um began working on a web page, ate chinese food, re- did lay out, ate more chinese food, listened to music, ate chinese food once again, and then I watched TV. That was my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do something tommorow and or saturday before this regents week off ends. Ugh I hate school so much, my schedule better kick ass. ::hopes for j band opta, PRAYS for j band opta::&lt;br /&gt;yeah ok that is all..</content>
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    <title>wow</title>
    <published>2004-01-27T21:42:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-27T21:42:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pavement - Spit</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=Amberishjewel&amp;amp;meme=1071686519" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Your Love Situation by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~amberishjewel"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Amberishjewel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Username?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Username?" value="madamemarlyn" size="20"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your Love Is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Fiery&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;During Lovemaking You Act...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Like a river, very refreshing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your Partner Is...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Your master&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your Partner Has Said That You...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Are their bitch&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Your Love is Summed Up In A Quote.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;"You deserve a bed of roses"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="Amberishjewel"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1071686519"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/quill18/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="vertical-align:bottom;border:0;"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;quill18&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://memegen.deskslave.org/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;MemeGen 2.0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>?</title>
    <published>2004-01-27T21:39:07Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-27T21:39:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pavement- old to begin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">::shrug::</content>
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    <title>BACONNNNNNNNN</title>
    <published>2004-01-26T19:55:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-26T19:55:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>deer hunter</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just took the regents. Um took part 1 of the english regents, aced that. I got out an hour and a half early and went to kristina's house with Kathy, we ate and chilled and then I went back to school to take math A regents. I think/hoped I passed that. That is all. bye boobbbbbbs.</content>
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    <title>I just realized!</title>
    <published>2004-01-25T18:27:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-25T18:27:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>vh1</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am so fucking happy that I have this week off. 5 days to myself, with the parent's at work, sister at school, and all the time to do WHATEVER. yay = )</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-01-25T13:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-25T18:17:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-25T18:17:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really like this " Bands Reunited" TV show on VH1. I don't know why, I just get so intrigued and lost into each band's story and why they broke up. In the episode I'm watching now they are reuniting a flock of seagulls. They are so cool! Very fly.</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-01-24T17:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-24T22:17:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-24T22:17:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>family guy- death lives</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oppression: HUGH JACKMAN WINKED/SMILED AT ME, DAMMIT&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: awwwwwwwww&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: you saw the show&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: &amp;lt;3333333333333333&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: yea&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: how fucking cute&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: uhm&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: he's so great&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: how was the show&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: it was amazing&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: he was so casual with the audience&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: so he's really good?&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: he seems like he's be a cool dude&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: yeah, he's really really good&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: i kind of want to see that&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: you should&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: but then i really want to see phantom of the opera&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: no&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: that can wait&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: rofl&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: i mean, phantom was awesome&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: but&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: dude. he kissed some woman that walked in late &lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: no way&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: aw&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: like, in the front row&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: yeah&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: you should have come in late&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: how were the seats&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: he shook the guy's hand, kissed the woman on the cheek and got their names&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: i was&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: um&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: row b&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: :D&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: awsome&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: ugh&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: ignore the ugh rofl&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: ROFL&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: i was typing outloud&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: about something&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: else&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: thats okay&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: its ok&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: im mean&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: ROFL&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: LMAO&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: im retarded&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: i haven't slept in over 24 hours&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: so&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: my brain = gone&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: my brain is in my head&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: ..&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: ... im so proud of you, mommy &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: WOOT&lt;br /&gt;Oppression: ROFL</content>
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    <title>OMFGGGGGGG</title>
    <published>2004-01-24T02:04:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-24T02:04:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>toy story2</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I go to pick up my little sister from her after- school program thing. We're trying to get out of the building and go home when the elevator we're riding just stops. Me and Christie look at one another and then we start freaking out. I try pressing every button and then ringing the emergency bell button. At this point my sister is shaking and hysterically crying. I just keep ringing until I hear a voice say " Is someone stuck in there??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Stranger: I'll go get help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and my sister wait for the next 20 minutes and help never came. About 30 minutes in, we hear a new voice, we later found out this was a janitor, he told us to calm down and then he started working on getting the elevator working. Didn't work. About 5 minutes later I hear my Dad's voice a few floors beneath me, he came to check up on us since we never came home. We started screaming " Daddy daddy, we're stuck  in the elevator!" This is when my dad starts screaming hysterically at anyone and everyone in the building. All we hear for the next 15 minutes is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: Dont worry girls, the fire dept is coming to get you out!! Followed by him cursing and yelling at people to "DO SOMETHING DO SOMETHING!..no FUCK YOU AND DO SOMETHING" Then again " don't worry girls.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister has since stopped crying and now she starts talking about how she needs to pee very badly. I talk her out of wetting herself. The fear of being stuck in the elevator had long been gone since we had the amusement of listening to our dad curse everyone out for his "BABIES" We laughed really hard. Next thing I hear alot of walkie talkies and men talking. The firemen had come and they were going to get us out. WOOT! They told us to back away from the door and to just stay calm. At the same time I hear my mom who has just arrived yelling frantically downstairs with my dad. My sister and I just found all of the comotion funny. We had only been stuck for a little over an hour. We had doughnuts, her juice box, and my dad's ranting to keep us content. We were just fine. The fire fighter just broke the front elevator door in and pulled opened the second one. We could have waited for the elevator techinician. It was so overdramatic. We were a little higher than the ground so they had to lift us up and pull us out. Making it look all the more heroic and stuff. Gah. We ran to our parents, hugged them, thanked the firefighters and went the fuck home. &lt;b&gt;This is what I get when I'm responsible, leave on time to pick up my sister and I sacrifice my friday.. I get stuck in a motherfucking elevator. Nice.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>ugh</title>
    <published>2004-01-04T02:12:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-04T02:13:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the ring - naomi watts whining</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just feel really really unattractive today. I feel ugly and fat and just blah. I don't know, since this morning, I just feel gross. I can't describe it.</content>
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    <published>2004-01-03T06:57:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-03T06:57:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>postal service</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'll be the grapes fermented, bottled and&lt;br /&gt;served with the table set in my finest suit&lt;br /&gt;like a perfect gentleman&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the fire escape that's bolted to the&lt;br /&gt;ancient brick where you will sit and&lt;br /&gt;contemplate your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the waterwings that save you if you&lt;br /&gt;start drowning in an open tab when your&lt;br /&gt;judgement's on the brink&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the phonograph that plays your favorite&lt;br /&gt;albums back as your lying there drifting off&lt;br /&gt;to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;i'll be the platform shoes and undo what&lt;br /&gt;heredity's done to you: you won't have to&lt;br /&gt;strain to look into my eyes&lt;br /&gt;i'll be your winter coat buttoned and zipped&lt;br /&gt;straight to the throat with the collar up so&lt;br /&gt;you won't catch cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to take you far away from the cynics in this&lt;br /&gt;town and kiss you on the mouth&lt;br /&gt;we'll cut our bodies free from the tethers of&lt;br /&gt;this scene, start a brand new colony&lt;br /&gt;where everything will change, we'll give&lt;br /&gt;ourselves new names (identities erased)&lt;br /&gt;the sun will heat the ground under our bare&lt;br /&gt;feet in this brand new colony&lt;br /&gt;everything will change, ooo ooo...</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-01-01T00:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-01T05:47:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-01T05:47:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>vice city</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Stranger pranger: I hate new years. &lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: it makes me sad and like..reminds me I'm lonely. &lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: awww&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: you're not lonely&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: you have two arms&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: and thats almost like two people&lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: Marlyn.. you didn't let me finish. &lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: I'm lonely... &lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: cause.. &lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: Wel. &lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: ::cries:: &lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: you're not here with me! &lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: i know&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: i know&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: im awsome&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: and i look incredible hot&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: and im pretty horny&lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: oh my.. &lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: are you wearing the jeans with the crotch hole? &lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: I've looked hot all week actually&lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: I want in. &lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: no no&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: im wearing navy pajama pants&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: and a tight wife beater&lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: and the nipples&lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: I'm wearing boxer shorts and a junior high shirt. &lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: are hard&lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: oh my.&lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: oh my. &lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: I'm getting a hair cut this week. &lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: oooh&lt;br /&gt;Stranger pranger: i was about to write hard cut. &lt;br /&gt;Cooky44: i like weeks</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2004-01-01T00:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-01T05:38:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-01T05:40:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy new year ya fucking bastards&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2003-12-31T16:56:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-31T21:55:44Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-31T21:55:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">List of Words That Should Be 'Banned'&lt;br /&gt;AP&lt;br /&gt;Wed Dec 31, 1:03 PM ET&lt;br /&gt;Add U.S. National - AP to My Yahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By The Associated Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2004 list of words that should be banished for "misuse, overuse and general uselessness," according to Lake Superior State University:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Metrosexual: An urban male who pays a great deal of attention to appearance. ( sorry kristina )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_X: As in "X-Files," Xtreme, Windows XP (news - web sites) and X-Box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Punked: To dupe, popularized by the MTV show "Punk'd."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Place Stamp Here: Printed on return envelopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Companion animals: Also known as pets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Bling or Bling-Bling: Flashy jewelry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_LOL: E-mail speak for "laugh out loud."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Embedded Journalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Smoking Gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Shock and Awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Captured Alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Shots Rang Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Ripped From the Headlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Sweat Like a Pig: The problem is pigs don't sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_In Harm's Way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Hand-Crafted Latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Sanitary Landfill: Also known as a dump.</content>
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    <title>aww</title>
    <published>2003-12-30T08:15:16Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-30T08:15:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>video games..im about to kick rudys ass when i get up</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just the worst part about today was watching my brother and his girlfriend cuddle on the couch. I had never felt such lonliness then when I was looking at them. I want to have that, have someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::sigh::</content>
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    <title>you probably don't know who he is but I DON'T CARE</title>
    <published>2003-12-30T08:09:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-30T08:09:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>video games</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So my brother is in the is city seeing  BIG fish with his girlfriend Sabari. He get's out of the theater and heads for the bathroom.  He gets out and stands against a wall waiting for his girlfriend to get out of the bathroom. Just then who does he see also waiting across from him... GAEL FUCKING GARCIA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAEL GARCIA&lt;br /&gt;GAEL GARCIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! P,MGJUYDYUTYYUY5TFY!!! ::DIES 4 MILLIONXXXXXXXXX::&lt;br /&gt;Fucking that beautiful man from Amores Perros and Y tu Mama Tabien. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then miss natalie portman walks out of the women's room and greets him. Rudy said he had to admit that Gael was absolutely gorgeous. And that he couldn't stop starring at his eyes. He said that he was prettier than Natalie and that she was absolutely grossly thin and looked like a child. He also said that Gail was about 5'3- 5'4. His head was big. And he was thin. He was wearing a faded jean jacket and tight jeans. OMFG&lt;br /&gt;OMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGOMFGGGGGGGG</content>
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    <title>If I had a gun right now, I would shoot myself in the face.</title>
    <published>2003-12-29T20:52:48Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-30T04:09:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kristina reading poetry to me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My mother is trying to fucking kill me, just my entire spirit and soul is just dying right now. The longer I stay in the house the more I can't take my family. Why do I have to speng my Christmas break having my mother tell every fucking family member how "awful" I am, and the " horrible things " I've done. Yes, I've cut, yes I've forged, yes I've lied to my parents. That is something between me and my parents. I don't like having people who barely know me call me to yell at me, judge me, and tell me how I'm a bad human being. Just because you have the title " cousin, or uncle" tied to me, it doesn't mean you have any right to talk down to me like a piece of shit or scold me about something you don't know jack shit about. I don't like spending my Christmas sitting alone on a couch at my aunts house watching my mother sit with a group of family members talking about, then watching them stare at me and shake their heads in disgust. It's not even the fact thats she's doing this, it's who she's fucking talking to. Like my bastard Uncle Aldo, an idiot who openly cheats on his wife, drinks and verbally abuses his children. Who the fuck is he to tell me what's wrong or right. Tell his kids that I'm fucked up in the head and evil. I feel like I want to vomit right now but it's not coming up. I just , I just can't deal with this. I can't have a conversation with my parents with out the responses of " If you get any where.." or " If you graduate.." or " If you're not dead or pregnant", or " I don't know if you're on drugs or not" Every fucking coversations ends with those reponses or tones. Then later they'll come to my bed acting sad " Why don't you ever want to talk to us?, god Marlyn why do you hate us?" At that point I feel like laughing like a mad woman. It's like dealing with children. It really is. Here are two people who nothign about their daughter and yet feel that they have every right to control every fucking thing that I do. They feel that they've figured out " who I am " and "where I'm going" Funny since &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; haven't figured out where &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; want to go and who &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; want to be. Ugh bastards. Fucking doreen is here and Sabari is here and right now I want to jump out of a window and run away, run far far away.</content>
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    <title>madamemarlyn @ 2003-12-25T13:15:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-25T18:16:48Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-25T18:16:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hmmm, it's December 25th..= /</content>
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