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  <title>a killer in heels</title>
  <subtitle>bang bang</subtitle>
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    <name>killer</name>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-24T15:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T19:36:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-24T19:36:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">new livejournal&lt;br /&gt;sunshines_here&lt;br /&gt;add if you want;. its time to get away from gjspaitnedheart.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gjspaintedheart:197322</id>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-24T15:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-24T19:11:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i looked back on old lj entries. and even i dont know what the hell iw as talking about.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gjspaintedheart:196880</id>
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    <title>apparently i really suck</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T22:52:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T22:52:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i dont want to feel like anyones mother.&lt;br /&gt;i dont like showing teresa how to do things, shes nice but retarded at the same time. oh god shut up!&lt;br /&gt;i hate this job. i do like that i will be going to harlods party tomorrow night with andrew where ill get to see b-random, and the girls i work with.&lt;br /&gt;today i told a a woman i work with (janet the planet) that the security guy and i got butt naked last night. she took me seriously and i thought she was going to cry, so i left her with that last though and i went home. matt, the security gaurd was blushing because hes so incredibly shy. in another world i think he would be perfect for jesi. obviously there would be no set up there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i was goingto go to charlotte to hang with jesi but i heard gas was going to like 5.)) so i said bump that ill go to bed early tonight. &lt;br /&gt;i think i need a new livejournal. i have had this same one for about 3 years. and i have made new ones but always gone back to this one. i guess i need a new one.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gjspaintedheart:196850</id>
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    <title>bad bad bad worst day ever</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T13:24:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T13:24:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i didnt gett hat job, they gave it to someone more qualified. even after calling me to come sign papaers meet somepeople and move. so i didnt move, i didnt get my job. when i heard i cried in the bathroom at work for half an hour and in my car for my whole lunch break, because i had told my parents i was moving out, and now im not. when my manager got back i let her know i was staying at the ws counter and she informed me she had already replaced me.&lt;br /&gt;so no job, no job open, no insurance, no big paychecks, nothing. and i left school to do this. now i am left with no job. although thankfully mel whom is the kaosk manager told me she had a part time open so i could stay with the company till another position opened. still, no insurance, no major paychecks, and now ill be bored out of my scull. ughhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;my parents were pissed. i did get a new cell because my other new one dissapeared at work. and since all in one day my insurance for my cell was cancled too, i hadd to pay 140$ for the dumb phone. plus fees.&lt;br /&gt;my sister got a kick ass little red kia rio, and two days later my dad randomly decided he wanted to get a izuzu rodeo. so we got two cars ina  week. fuckin crazys.&lt;br /&gt;last night saw 40 year old virgin with andrew, then my car wasnt working. another plus to my day. so i was an hour late for curfew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in my whole day i did splurge on a big dooney&amp;bourke bag, this is before i found out i didnt have that nice cushy job though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news, after working that lame slave driven job, im ready to go to school and be serious about it, im so glad i have a supportive boyfriend and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow night party at harlods. its a hawiian themed party for his birthday. andrews getting him steak and ill get to see the girls i work with plastered, which will be a change from their praise jesus stuff i listen too all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and t and i are officially at war i guess. its not that i have anything against jet, i looove jet. if he wasnt t's bf, i would hang out with him anyway. but, i just think he being the responsable guy i think he is needs to tell her to calm the fuck down with all of this shit. i know hes not on the other side of this saying fuck those bitches. like andrew, im sure hes like leave me the fuck out of this. but i know hes the only one she'll listen to. i guess i give up on that.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-22T08:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-22T15:12:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i am waiting for andrew, i know he wont show up. he forgot.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-21T10:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T14:23:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T14:23:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">last night i talked to andrew about this wierd commitment issue looming over our heads.&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was better for me to leave to anywhere at this point, to start new.&lt;br /&gt;hes the best, understanding what it is that drives me up the walls about this marriage thing.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-20T22:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T02:37:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so i have this groce virus, yeah. its something im sure i caught from some stupid slut. yeah, the commitment bug. ew, somehting thats always been under my skin is now becoming more visable everyday. i have lost my mind. i think of the future almost every second of the day, right down to when i am here he can do this to have fun and i will have these friends (whom i have yet to meet) that he can hang out with while im at work. Oh oh, and i can come see him 2 nights a week, ahhhhhh. where has my brain gone. afetr the crazy break up with kyle i swore up and down i wasnt going to be this girl that thinks so much. i would meet a guy, he would be cool, we would screw alot, date a few months and i would do my usual move on, rebound, start again. it was greta. when i met andrew, i was independent and didnt make the phone calls in most cases. i didnt want a future with any guy i would meet in the next um 5 years. but out of no where i became mush. i slacked on school, got my head all rapped up in this boy, and kept putting things on hold (such as school) for lame reasons. every time i start to do things a flake out and dont, the only thing i have is my job, my job i hate. because sometimes i just feel like im not enough for andrew anymore. i used to be too everything for most guys, i used to be sex addicted. now im boring. or i feel boring. andrew saaw a picture of me with my sister and when i though about it, wow, im so different. i need this job. i need to get out of here. my brain is mush, you say, your to  busy and all i can think is babies, weddings and shit i dont even want to start talking about! ugh, get out of my head, i need a break from that. cant i just go back to being independednt and having sex for the fun of it and not because it should be "special" I AM SO MOTHERFUCKING OOOOLD. gish, take me on a date, write something sexy, screw me in the back of a car, if you wont move forword heat things up. please.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-20T09:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T13:09:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T13:09:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i havent talked to nicole since meeting the piazzaz in HHI. but we atart talking on aim. shes 45 minutes outside of charlotte. awww. still waiting on that call, i think im going to call today, be assirtive and force firing on them, lol. eeek. nicoles still with placid, every man should be like placid, its like he a clone of perfect, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrew had a papaer due today i hope he did well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i think i will continuously bitch about this job till i get it. &lt;br /&gt;iamsuchaloser</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-18T23:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-19T03:41:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-19T03:41:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im still waiting for that call. this is total hell.&lt;br /&gt;my mom went crazy shopping over the past 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;in one day she brought my sister a new car and a  new computer.&lt;br /&gt;then today she got me all the apartment stuff i need.&lt;br /&gt;my mom is nuts.&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting on jes to call also. no calls just one text messege form diona about 20 minutes ago. by the way, diona is like 11, shes nicoles sister who has my cell number for emergencies and continously texts me.&lt;br /&gt;ehhhhhhhhhh, i am so lame</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-18T00:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T04:51:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">today was slam dunk great sales. i wanted to laugh in managers face. &lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;because after all the random nicess my manager showed (which was fucking weird) i was called to the store mangers office and yelled at about my bad presales and shipping screwups which pissed people off. &lt;br /&gt;i cried once again in front of managment. like a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;i have been waiting on this job call back. i dont know if they will, the other girls looked way better than me, awwww!&lt;br /&gt;the asm said she really liked me, but i dont know, so now im waiting on cliniques ginger to call to set up my final interview. who knows when that will be.&lt;br /&gt;i hate waiting.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-16T12:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-16T16:02:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i stayed with jesi this weekend. it was cool, except for the fact that i had oen drink befor we went to bar last night. that one drink made me dizy, sick, in pain, and ehhhhhhhhhhh. but when we first got there i was fine, i had planned on partying down, and that just didnt happen. i felt like shit. then we laft early because we got there a bit late and had to cram  in with hundreds of smelly people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get this job, i hope i get this apartment i applied for. awwwwwwwwww</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-15T16:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-15T20:09:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-15T20:09:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i met with southpark today. i felt like a tee tiny fishy in a big mother fuckin lake, i got way over confident that i could do this job, i dont know now, i got there and apparently i wasnt in as much as they had told me, i never met with this region clinique people so they put a stop to signing papaers fats and brought in 8 other girls, i hope i get it, when i met woth clinique i will have to wear a suit. i felt so under dressed in my clasy black dress. i knew i shoulda gone with a suit! so hopefully my personality and hard sales act went over, oh gosh&lt;br /&gt;good news  i found the perfect apartment with jesi. an artist and 2 vegeterians. wonderful. the apartment was 4 br 4 bthr. big kitchen, everything covered, washer dryer. it was the best deal. so i will be back sunday to sign papers. i so hope i get that job! ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh, i feel like im getting the run around with this fucking store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i called andrew, he is great, and berry berry sexy&amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-14T23:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-15T03:03:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-15T03:03:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im in jesi's apartment. boo ya!&lt;br /&gt;just heard disturbing gossip about me. &lt;br /&gt;ugh, my mind is blown. i want out.</content>
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    <title>so everything was cool till this morning.</title>
    <published>2005-09-14T13:11:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-14T13:11:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i took sam to work at 6 am, then drove to andrews.&lt;br /&gt;i was su[posed to pick up sam at 7:45.&lt;br /&gt;i slept in, when i jumped up awake i had the worst stomach ache ever, and when i got out of bed i had crushed my classes and noticed it wasin fact 8:13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i call into work saying im too sick to come in, what happens, i am told that everyone has called in and that the only person there from open to close is me and a new girl fighting the bonus crowds. &lt;br /&gt;so i do have to go today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckin bullshit, could the day get any worse?</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-12T14:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-12T18:21:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-12T18:21:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it is official, i have my job. i am cool.&lt;br /&gt;i will be moving at the end of the month to charlotte. i wish i could take my pink room with me.&lt;br /&gt;ill miss andrew everyday but will love hanging out with jesi everyday going through wedding magazines, having lunches, and giving the dailey scoop in person.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-10T21:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-11T01:36:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-11T02:09:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today i got a couch, the most comfortable couch ever.&lt;br /&gt;my parents covered it, because their cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel dumb for posting that dumb shit, its not my place. i dont know the situation, im sorry i was being nosey. yadiyadiya. i feel like i dont know you, and truth is i dont. i try calling and can never find you, your busy, thats cool, im always working and in a rush to do something too. i'm moving so the chaces of you ever coming are slim to none. i fell like im walking on egg shells with you, i've never felt like that. so imgonna gonna block this whole thing outfor the week. i really need to be up for this interview. wish me luck.</content>
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    <title>LETS UPDATE THIS THANGGGGGGGGGG</title>
    <published>2005-09-09T23:31:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-09T23:31:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">LETS START WITH:&lt;br /&gt;t and nelms are not talking and/or moving out of their dorm?&lt;br /&gt;a realization of the fact that i am very worried about her is surfacing&lt;br /&gt;i am not being dramatic or chatty, just putting out that yet another intervention will have to take place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT THUR I WILL FIND OUT IF I WILL BE MOVING TO THE CITY OF CHARLOTTE!&lt;br /&gt;depending on if i find an apartment/ o well in my interview i have that day. wish me luck. i amso excited i dont think i want anything to pull me down. i have found a kick as rug, i am in love with and will pick it up friday along with my modern bohemian furniture. i will be living lone which i why i am adfopting on sunday a beautiful old mixed dog i fell in love with at the shelter.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to get this job, i wish i had friends supporting me on this. jesi brown has been fantastic, hunting down apartments, getting prices and phone numbers for me, looking to see if people need roomies at the school. i couldnt have had more help. i look forward to apartment hunting with her!&lt;br /&gt;andrew i think is finally getting used to the idea of a move. i love him and cant wait for him to help me out and visit, i couldnt have a better boyfriend if i made one!&lt;br /&gt;have a good evening off the matts to help out jesi and talk decorating.&lt;br /&gt;i wish my other friends would call, but i guess its easier not to me me when they dont have to talk to me, did i get that right? yeah, thats hurts slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 gin</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-06T21:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-07T01:39:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-07T01:39:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A - Age you lost your virginity? 14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B - Band listening to right now? big on kanye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C - Dream car? mercedes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Daddy's name? mark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E - Easiest person to make laugh? my dumb manager&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F - Food you miss most? rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G - Any encounters with ghosts? no, but i knew a girl who layed in a bed while people were doing it, and the nett morning they claimed ghosts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H- Person most hated at the moment? barbra from work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I - Interesting unknown fact about yourself? i am fucking moving!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J- Which of your friends tell the best jokes? nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K - Kissing with eyes opened or closed? closed, ew creepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L - Last time you did LSD? never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M - Most memorable moment you can think of in a minute? wilmington with teresa at te breakfast place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N - Nicknames? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O - What's your oddest possession? my collection plates! lots and lots of plates, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q - The last quote you heard: "lets stop talking about teresas boobs and start figuring out how we can touch them"- or something like that-andrew buckles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R - What gives you an allergic reaction? nothing, but i have stress attacks and break into hives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S - Song you sang last? jack johnson- that pancake song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T - Time you woke up? 7:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Underwear? my hot hot vickies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V - Vegetable you hate most? peas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W - What worries you the most? money, losing touch with friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X - X-rated love life? occasionaly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y- Year you were born? 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z - Zodiac sign? libra</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-06T07:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T11:26:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-06T11:26:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i dont have a cell phone, it dissapeared, so leave your number on here or ill never call you again</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-03T10:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-03T14:09:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i also purchased the new kanye west cd, i was dissapointed. but i guess it would be good if i was ion the mood for an entire cd of chorus, and angry "crack music" as he calls it</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-09-03T09:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-03T14:07:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">the past few days have bee crazy. yesterdays it costed me 42.76 to fill my car up. it used to take half that. in winston most as stations were out of gas last night, weird.&lt;br /&gt;i lost my cell phone or i think it was stolen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrew and i have been loving and torturing each other for a year now. so sincce we never really know what day we officially started dating we ad two days of fun. for andrews day of fun i made if close his eyes and i took him to the batting cages because he used to love love love baseball.he loved it.&lt;br /&gt;then last night he took me out to cities, and i wore a jaw dropping sexy dress that could of broke the bank. it wwas nice having him stumble over words for half an hour. it wasnt slutty it was classy and amazing. i had a kick ass dinner, and we drove home because i was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bonus time is killing me. if one moe person comes up to ask me if its bonus time as im surrounded by banners signs and boxes of gifts, not to mention the crazy crowd of people, i will kill them. it has been crazy, but this is how i look at it, if i average out to 3 thousand bucks a day in sales for the next 15 days, and i get 4% of that im okay with being this counters bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an interview for a counter in charlotte coming up in oct, im very excited! that means at the end of the month, jesi brown and i will have to apartment shop! i need to find a toomie in charlotte for real. eh, i wonder if jesi b might, or maybe kc webb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my days off for jay leno weekend. i have mailed teresa a care package, with gifts for nelms as well.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-08-30T22:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-31T02:38:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">yo, i was 300$ short for my pre-sales, i will probably lose my job over that. considering half my sales were declined.&lt;br /&gt;so, i managed to get 100$ in sales in 2 hours, which is cool&lt;br /&gt;oh and nelms and rick still love each other,&lt;br /&gt;DUHHHHHHHHHHHHHH</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-08-28T19:04:00</title>
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    <content type="html">seriously counting the days till i get to spend a week wth jessica fucking brown! last week of sept its buck wild hoes week. okay, maybe its half of me going to class and half of us trying, trying to get into clubs and sleeping in.&lt;br /&gt;im uber excited. brown, holmes, electronic bull threesom!&lt;br /&gt;seriously love seeing her.&lt;br /&gt;somehow gatherings including boyfriends are always lame. &lt;br /&gt;okay, so amybe teresa can come toooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!! fuck yeah.&lt;br /&gt;okay,thinking about all of the things i want to do during the week are making me so excited i want to go tonight.&lt;br /&gt;need to make plans with kc webb, heleney+chase, and chase fosterrrrr.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-08-28T11:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T15:14:31Z</published>
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    <content type="html">wow, walp has a baby named landen, 2 months old. things are flying by so fast. &lt;br /&gt;my dad has gotten totally cool and is going to try and pay off my carthis month. lets not orget i have 4 years left of payments that he is paying off. which is too cool of him. when i mentioned the pup i want to get, my parents didnt flip, only asked if i had the money to raise a pup. i also talked to them about moving and they were coolabout it, when asking a hundred questiohed i think thay felt better when i told them it wasnt forever, maybe just a year, just to try something new. &lt;br /&gt;wow, my parents are treating me like an adult, twightlight zone. dododododoooooo&lt;br /&gt;so, i am applying for charlotte, excited.&lt;br /&gt;i miss teresa and have been trying to get in touch with her!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;calllll myyyyy cellllll phoneeeeeee. i have off for jay leno weekend, and andrews gonna get off too. wnating to know if we have enough money, and ill send jet the money this week for it.</content>
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    <title>gjspaintedheart @ 2005-08-25T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T22:58:08Z</published>
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    <content type="html">sometimes you just suck.&lt;br /&gt;today i attempted to stay in good with someone by saying something so they wouldnt feel left out, or mad. it turned on me, instead i ended up getting caught and looking like a dumbass. not to mention being embarrised that i didnt just come out and say "i really enjoy talking to this person, and i dont want to feel that i have to be sneaky about it because they are my friend too". i shoulda known you would understand,sometimes i just hate that look of dissapointment you get.</content>
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