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       <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 12:14:18 -0700</pubDate>
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                <title>who am i?</title>
                 <link>Users/linda/index.php?ms=31</link>
                 <description>i know in my heart that i am similiar to him... but i am not him... i can never be exactly like him... ive had a different life... therefore i shall grow being similiar... &lt;br /&gt;perhaps i will become worse...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma says that having all the peaces of paper in my room is un healthy... i wonder if it really is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im always talking about him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ghost~ searching the past for his beloveds heart&lt;br /&gt;</description>
                 <category>31</category>
                 <pubDate>Sun, 21 Oct 2007 04:57:49 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/linda/index.php?ms=31</guid>
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                <title>What news site are you read?</title>
                 <link>Users/lisa/index.php?ms=30</link>
                 <description>That's my links:&lt;br /&gt;[url]http://www.earthkid.net[/url][url_txt]www.earthkid.net[/url_txt]&lt;br /&gt;[url]http://www.mommyenterprises.com[/url][url_txt]www.mommyenterprises.com[/url_txt]</description>
                 <category>30</category>
                 <pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 00:54:56 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/lisa/index.php?ms=30</guid>
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                <title>today is a new day</title>
                 <link>Users/lisa/index.php?ms=29</link>
                 <description>ok...so i am broke as hell and i've let that brin me down a lot...and thats stupid...cause money doesn't buy happiness. &lt;br /&gt;so today when i get home, instead of being in a bad mood, i am gonna clean, do laundry, dance around the house with kat and burn down. it will be a good day. i will talk to tom...which is the highlight of my days now &lt;img class='NoBorder' src=http://www.livephotonotes.com/modules/smiles_img/1.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will also try to start waking up an hour earlier and going for runs. it wakes me up, and i want to get in shape...so that would be a good way to start. &lt;br /&gt;i can be happy as long as i put effort into it. &lt;br /&gt;i might be poor forever but i'd rather be poor and happy than rich and miserable&lt;br /&gt;</description>
                 <category>29</category>
                 <pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 12:23:34 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/lisa/index.php?ms=29</guid>
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                <title>Lets free world from porno</title>
                 <link>Users/zero/index.php?ms=28</link>
                 <description>[center][img=230img]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[text_break]&lt;br /&gt;[img=231img]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[img=232img]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[img=233img]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[img=234img]&lt;br /&gt;[/center]</description>
                 <category>28</category>
                 <pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 05:25:42 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/zero/index.php?ms=28</guid>
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                <title>Cant be heard</title>
                 <link>Users/linda/index.php?ms=27</link>
                 <description>I’m so tired but I can’t sleep&lt;br /&gt;Standin’ on the edge of something much too deep&lt;br /&gt;It’s funny how we feel so much but we cannot say a word &lt;br /&gt;We are screaming inside, but we can’t be heard&lt;br /&gt;</description>
                 <category>27</category>
                 <pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 05:15:31 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/linda/index.php?ms=27</guid>
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                <title>What's good art?</title>
                 <link>Users/alan/index.php?ms=26</link>
                 <description>Mother and Dad deployed a trust that meant her art had a separate category and after her death would remain as a body of work separate from what else is inherited. I've already convened an arts discussion group to discuss what might be &amp;quot;good art&amp;quot; and how it might be defined as such and then kept perhaps as a collection. The group meets tomorrow night at my studio.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
                 <category>26</category>
                 <pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 09:27:30 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/alan/index.php?ms=26</guid>
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                <title>a slow day</title>
                 <link>Users/linda/index.php?ms=25</link>
                 <description>Work was so boring. I was put on office duty because I had to do a few things before our charting system went down. I am a super user so I had to get things ready for tonight. THe last four hours I got called off. I came home and &lt;br /&gt;everyone had a frown. Something must have appened but no one was talking. I don't think I am going tomorrow. I am going to pretend to work though from 11a-7p. My friend is supposed to give me a free message for an hour which is nice. After that I am going to workout for three hours. I &lt;br /&gt;have eaten too much in the last three days. I don't think I would want to stay home anyways. I don't want to be depressed with them. </description>
                 <category>25</category>
                 <pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 06:26:23 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/linda/index.php?ms=25</guid>
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                <title></title>
                 <link>Users/seva/index.php?ms=24</link>
                 <description>Ïðèâåò ìîé äîðîãîé äíåâíèê, ïèøó òåáå ïåðâûé ðàç. Êàê ó òåáÿ äåëà?&lt;img class='NoBorder' src=http://www.livephotonotes.com/modules/smiles_img/s53.gif border=0&gt;</description>
                 <category>24</category>
                 <pubDate>Sun, 09 Sep 2007 06:40:49 -0700</pubDate>
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                <title>Oh Boy...</title>
                 <link>Users/linda/index.php?ms=23</link>
                 <description>Man I nearly snapped tonight...so close...I probably would have if I hadn't forced myself to stay out on the wing for majority of the game...think Grant was annoyed that I stayed on the wing so much but if I hadn't I just know I would've lost it.  Half time was bad enough, I was just barely responsive to Grant...he was lucky to have gotten that much out of me...I was very tempted to just up and disappear for a while to be honest...I know the area well and I know a few little spots I could've hid where they wouldn't have found me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to imagine my blood pressure levels right now...they must be through the roof...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder someone said I should go see a counsellor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till tomorrow night and Thursday night...&lt;br /&gt;</description>
                 <category>23</category>
                 <pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 08:28:13 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/linda/index.php?ms=23</guid>
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                <title>Changed :)</title>
                 <link>Users/alan/index.php?ms=22</link>
                 <description>Got told yesterday that I've changed...had to smile when Steve told me that ...he told me my hair looks great...and that I carry myself with a new confidence...he told me he barely recognised me at his party the other night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to smile about that!!!&lt;img class='NoBorder' src=http://www.livephotonotes.com/modules/smiles_img/1.gif border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
                 <category>22</category>
                 <pubDate>Tue, 04 Sep 2007 08:24:11 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/alan/index.php?ms=22</guid>
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                <title>hug</title>
                 <link>Users/alan/index.php?ms=21</link>
                 <description>I had this dream where hunny was going out with her boyfriend but they were on a break n she started liking me a lot. N guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in the morning hunny was like hi! Did u miss me? N she hugged me! N I was like yea n I hugged her back. It was just like my dream. But anyways. I hope it was just a one time thing cuz if I get used to it, I'm going to want a hug from her everyday!!!&lt;br /&gt;</description>
                 <category>21</category>
                 <pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 09:35:42 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/alan/index.php?ms=21</guid>
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                <title>I blame you</title>
                 <link>Users/zero/index.php?ms=20</link>
                 <description>I'm walking through the part of town where I shouldn't be singing screaming&lt;br /&gt;fighting and biteing. &lt;br /&gt;I find a bar look at the lights act as if I'm a part of the crew soon after I enjoy &lt;br /&gt;line after line of instant happines looking for some one too keep me warm and you might&lt;br /&gt;just do let me grab a shot of life and a line of awake and we can call your house home,&lt;br /&gt;time is not on our side and time stops with more and more lick and line, I'm not a&lt;br /&gt;hipstor I swear but you are and you want  what I have to more drags from this smoke and we&lt;br /&gt;can go back to your place, fuck this stuff taste like shit and now I can't sleep what&lt;br /&gt;insanity I live drag after drag my thoughts turn into word that I wright down for you to&lt;br /&gt;read, looking for love in dark bathrooms finding it in happiness of white keys, don't&lt;br /&gt;worrie about me tho I'm living the law of the city the law of the duechbag wich&lt;br /&gt;I'm not but you onced called me so here I am a city 753 miles aways filling my life&lt;br /&gt;with the shit that's cut so much you know nothing  but you no the truth this isn't&lt;br /&gt;me but city tells me I'm this and now I'm this and your gone so I'm just a&lt;br /&gt;hipster with a hangover and a drug problem </description>
                 <category>20</category>
                 <pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 07:30:49 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/zero/index.php?ms=20</guid>
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                <title>What do you do,...</title>
                 <link>Users/linda/index.php?ms=19</link>
                 <description>What do you do, then, with those moments when, without there being obvious, identifiable constraints on your actions, nothing seems possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hardly makes sense to complain, and in any event, complaints are rarely worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A brisk and businesslike plan of action means nothing, when you cannot even characterize the situation, let alone identify those elements which would lend themselves to action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is, I suppose, always possible to say, Hey, world, Kiss my ass! But then again, if you do that, the world is going to know that you're really just begging for it to notice you.&lt;br /&gt;</description>
                 <category>19</category>
                 <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 04:51:57 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/linda/index.php?ms=19</guid>
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                <title>i hate my life ...</title>
                 <link>Users/linda/index.php?ms=18</link>
                 <description>i hate my life . i hate work . i just want to sleep . go home . hide away in a corner and cry . but i can't . </description>
                 <category>18</category>
                 <pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 04:19:44 -0700</pubDate>
                 <guid>Users/linda/index.php?ms=18</guid>
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                <title>DSC_0692</title>
                 <link>Users/Jenny/index.php?p=2&amp;p1=1&amp;fld=213&amp;im=216</link>
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                 <category>216</category>
                 <pubDate>Mon, 27 Aug 2007 12:14:18 -0700</pubDate>
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