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    <email>boyballer@aol.com</email>
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  <updated>2003-11-15T06:14:59Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brink147:1988</id>
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    <title>a new day</title>
    <published>2003-11-15T06:14:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-15T06:14:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">lets see, last night i made the choice to bleach my hair like i used to in highschool. My sisters girl friend kind of encouraged me on the situation, but i did it none the less. it came out ok, i like it, certainly a drastic change from dark brown the last 3 years. at work this morning my friend trevor, who i also work with(hes a realtor) and just happens to also be my first BF, called me and let me know hes buying a house and wanted me to do the loand for him. i worked out a great deal for him, hes paying like 1500 a month on a 4 hundred thousand dollar house. on top of that his parents want to sell there house and move to a different part of san jose, looking to buy a house around 600,000 and i get to do that loan too.... $$ im pretty excited about that situation. i left work early and had lunch with my mom, was good, i need to be nicer to her. later that evening my friend ben called and was having trouble with his bf, he came over and we talked about it for about 3 hours, he left at like 10pm in a better mood, i felt bad for him since his last bf was terrible to him. and i am just glad to be in a really good moodm, its been a while.</content>
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    <title>simple enjoyment</title>
    <published>2003-11-13T01:49:43Z</published>
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    <title>the bitch</title>
    <published>2003-11-13T01:36:13Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-13T01:37:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/homosexual/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/homosexual/eleanorroosevelt.jpg" title="I&amp;#39;m a lesbian first lady. Woo" alt="" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/tests/homosexual/"&gt;Which Famous Homosexual are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:brink147:1054</id>
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    <title>The Dementia of my mind</title>
    <published>2003-11-13T01:25:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-13T01:25:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok so I've been gone for a while... I guess it was something helpful, but it certainly kept me from reality for a pro-longed period and now has set me behind. Now when I say gone i dont mean out of town or on vacation i mean lost in the depths of my mind. Struggling with matters and situations, having endless conversations with myself. Re-evaluating what im doing with my life, and convincing myself of the motivation i need to keep going. Now i know this is probably something alot of people dont need to be doing on a regular basis, but i guess i have a bit to go back over from time to time. I have been out now for about 3 weeks, my driving force was something unrealistic, my daily habits were very unhealthy, my mental status was teetering and i had no one to talk to about it. because i want to succeed in life i took the necessary time to get my ass back on track, so here i am again, alive and well. It makes me a bit depressed to see what i have gotten myself into (and out of) but hey i am always learning more about me. I am very relieved and happy to know my head is in the right place, time to get back to world domination. HAHAHAHAHA.... peace ya'll</content>
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    <title>I never get good news</title>
    <published>2003-11-13T01:12:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.deskslave.org/viewmeme.pl?un=Raven319&amp;amp;meme=1066614940" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;What do people really think about you? by Raven319&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Name&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Name" value="Brian" 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;Age&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="Age" value="21" 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;favorite song&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="favorite song" value="you promised me" 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;Parents think&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You&amp;#39;re an angel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Strangers think&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You need a makeover&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;Friends think&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA"&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;You&amp;#39;re a slut&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="Raven319"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1066614940"&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&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>head ache</title>
    <published>2003-10-19T21:15:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">last night i went to a party at a friends house in temecula. I had gone to her party b4 a few months prior and had fun so i was assuming i would have the same experience. This time there was a much wider variety of people to cause a ruckus, from a 16 y/o drunk girl who brought a camera and taped herself getting finger banged and eaten out by 3 guys and 2 girls, to college freshman gay bois who cant handle there liquor AT ALL!!! SO good ol me being able to hold my drunkeness ended up playing mommy to many of these situations (damn emt training) other then that i had an ok time, my friend david was celebrating a late b-day, my friend carlos got to see all his SD friends and the one guy i thought was cute there made out with more people (guys and girls) then i have in my years of dating. the greatest part of the party was being buzzed and going on her big trampoline, YAY i used to have one when i was younger so i was showing off it brought back from great memories. then i said my adoos cause i wasnt about to stay over with all the drunk little gay bois, hopped in my car drove home and passed out .... hence why i only go to parties randomly now</content>
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    <title>What a tire-some day</title>
    <published>2003-10-18T22:52:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-18T22:52:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had to wake up at frickin 330 am to make it on time to work today. But when i got in my car 102.7 had christopher lawrence spinning live.... woohoo i couldnt believe it i knew it was going to be a good day. anyways i had a few cups of coffee to get me ready to run around for the next 8 hours parking cars, plus starting at 6 is kinda fun. other then that it was a typical over staffed wedding filled day at the hotel... i had to go from full time to temp. to avoid being fired so i lost my benefits :( and sign in privledges... what a bitch oh well life goes on. i updated my cell phone plan today, now i have text messaging (trying to keep up with the times) and more minutes AND i got a discount cause i complained about paying to much YAY!!! what fun i can have while stuck in traffic on the way home... PEACE YA'll</content>
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