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  <title>CasperWA</title>
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    <email>casperwa@gmail.com</email>
    <name>CasperWA</name>
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  <updated>2005-11-06T05:35:59Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:235697</id>
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    <title>Old Times</title>
    <published>2005-11-06T05:35:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-06T05:35:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh Casperwa, how I loved you.  You were the time of my life when insecurity led to creativity and I was sort of cool in a innocent way.  I want to come back to you.  How?  I wonder...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:235464</id>
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    <title>casperwa @ 2004-09-29T11:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-29T18:39:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-29T18:39:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So sad today:(</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:235118</id>
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    <title>update</title>
    <published>2004-04-25T19:29:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-25T19:29:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that's what I said; fuck it.  All of it.  I'm going to desperado-land.  That is where they don't know how to bevhave aright?  LOL!  That is me.  I obviouly have it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave me be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love all of you.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:234970</id>
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    <title>Hidden, But Not.</title>
    <published>2004-03-08T16:49:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-08T16:49:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am a monster leering from the shadows.  But it is a wounded monster that is second best.  Second best isn't enough when it is conditional to a beast of a whole different sort.  Justification comes in so many forms, and we seek it with such conviction to ease our guilty hearts.  I need none of it.  I leer in disbelief from the shadows; benefit of the doubt gone and justification is pointless when presented to the bigger loss.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:234618</id>
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    <title>Audible Suggestion</title>
    <published>2004-02-26T20:19:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-26T20:19:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Lay Lady Lay - Duran Duran</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This song reminds me of a year ago.  Wow, those were really good times, and I didn't even know it then.  Peaceful.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I have got to get off of this memory lane kick today...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:234301</id>
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    <title>Strange...</title>
    <published>2004-02-26T19:54:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-26T19:54:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stay - Phil Collins</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why does this coffee thing feel like such an addiction.  It has been like 2 weeks since I gave it up again, and I am in hysterics every time I walk into the kitchen at work and see a pot there.  This is silly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I think that this is going to be the break up of the century.  Epic proportions, huge.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:233992</id>
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    <title>Boo!</title>
    <published>2004-02-26T16:59:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-26T16:59:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>So Yesterday - Hillary Duff (what can I say?)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hi old journal.  I have missed you.  I can't decide what to do as I have two now, and I really want to be here sometimes.  Memories everywhere, and no way to merge them.  I miss my friends, yet I missed my secret thoughts.  Why was I so against locking entries?  Just another silly little battle that I was having with myself (one of many).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is odd.  Good and bad.  There is change in the air as ever there was.  I am going to be ok.  Better than ok, I am going to be good:)  Now, I just have to stay focused on the future.  Oh yeah, and no existing.  Only living.  Right.  I'll check in with you soon.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:233796</id>
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    <title>LOOKIE LOOKIE LOOKIE</title>
    <published>2003-12-12T07:55:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-12T07:55:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is Molly (the muse) and Yeah I reactivated Lynns journal for a wonderful sneaky but ever so Loving reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!! A SUPRISE BIRTHDAY PARTY!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't leave this up for long so lemme get some info out, I don't know yet where we will do it but it will be &lt;b&gt;JAN the 3rd Saterday someplace in Seattle&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG it's going to be SO cool, I need ideas, rsvp's EVERYTHING!!! &lt;br /&gt;I want to BLOW HIS MIND!!! &lt;br /&gt;pass the word to &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt; but LYNN himself and &lt;br /&gt;GET BACK TO ME &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thiking of seeing how hard it is to reserve space at Barca's &lt;br /&gt;Should we get a dancer, what? It's all going to be too much fun if I can get other people to play too!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will leave this up for a while tonight then delete it again so he doesn't notice &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMAIL ME!!!  iamshe@mindspring.com&lt;br /&gt;Everyones welcome to help me I am not sure who everyone is but you'll let me know RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smooches! THANKS!&lt;br /&gt;and i shouldn't have to mention but&lt;br /&gt;DO NOT COMMENT ON THIS!!! IT WOULD GO DIRRECTLY TO YOU KNOW WHO!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:233215</id>
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    <title>Figures...  Bones Of Rats They Say...</title>
    <published>2003-11-29T23:07:29Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-29T23:07:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>It's My Life - No Doubt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="border: 1px black solid; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th style="background-color: #00cc66"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/potion/"&gt;The Potion Maker&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;casperwabium&lt;/b&gt; is a milky, pasty fuchsia gel siphoned from the bones of a rat.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action="http://mavra.perilith.com/~rfreebern/potion/" method="post"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="username" value="casperwa"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center"&gt;Mix with casperwa! Username: &lt;input type="text" name="mix"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Mix"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-size: x-small; background-color: #cccccc"&gt;Yet another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"&gt;rfreebern&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:232834</id>
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    <title>Are You Kiddng Me?!?</title>
    <published>2003-11-28T05:45:00Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-28T05:45:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Heaven - Live</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hell no!  I aint pickin' the rhine off of nothin' for nobody!  You can violate your own summer sausage, you son of a fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:232589</id>
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    <title>High, I mean Hi:)</title>
    <published>2003-11-27T05:00:37Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-27T05:00:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Legally Blonde 2</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My life would make for a amazing comedy!  We will leave the drama out of the ratings.  Seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, well, yeah...  Nobody has any idea.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:232373</id>
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    <title>MMMMM...</title>
    <published>2003-11-25T17:57:55Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-25T17:57:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>It's My Life - No Doubt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Peppermint Latte!!!  YUM!!!  I have one currently on it's way to me!  This is a awesome treat for me:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slipped in Homeless Person Vomit on my walk last night.  -sigh-  It really really sucked!  I'm really not going to say anything else on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to get geeky about the holidays.  I can't wait to finish decorating:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More change in the air, but redemption is not necessary...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:232160</id>
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    <title>Blooper</title>
    <published>2003-11-25T01:03:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-25T01:03:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Gears In My Head Coming To A Screeching Halt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am so buried at work, that I just came along several things that I shouldn't have approved.  -sigh-  Yikes.  Well, let's cross our fingers that this doesn't come back to bite me in the ass!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:231786</id>
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    <title>Fear/Shame</title>
    <published>2003-11-24T18:01:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-24T18:01:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It cracks me up that I can behave like a maniac, and then be too afraid to look at my results.  Shame would be the author of this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, nice revelations the other night.  -sigh-  However, no matter what the outcome, I always feel better off if I at least know and understand that whole situation and everyones intentions.  lol.  I guess it should have been clear to begin with.  I am naive sometimes still:)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:231452</id>
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    <title>FRIDAY!!!!</title>
    <published>2003-11-21T18:03:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-21T18:03:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Crazy - Tori Amos</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am soooo glad it is Friday.  I know, I know, I say that every week, but man, I work hard for it!  Really.  And let me tell you, it has been a week.  (but I won't really tell you).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just goofiness running around in my head today as usual.  I think I will just get down off of my stainless steel cross, and just say that I WANT snow, I think I am going to try for a trip to Leavenworth on Sunday (Bavarian Village in the mountains), and Turkey Cakes the say "Um, Basically, Gobble Gobble Gobble" crack me the fuck up!  (right Christina?!?  LOL!!!!)  Shit, I kill myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Muse, Drive through mystery.  I love you Molly.  Call me;)  Eh, you will, I know you will.  There are two Daddy's that deserve naughty-ness, and you know who they are!  (and no one can do it better than they can!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-raises hand-  See ya!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:231333</id>
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    <title>What Was That Pass Code Again???</title>
    <published>2003-11-20T21:26:24Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-20T21:26:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hand Me Down - Matchbox 20</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am taking a moment to put down some thoughts that have been gurgling around in my head, and they are very random.  I suppose I will just inventory them here and leave them be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dire meets despair often in my life, and some of it is posturing, but I will never again become desperate.  I am just not him anymore.  Haven't been for awhile, actually.  I will however be my own downfall, but why should I care?  More clearly put, curiosity has been my guide as of late, leaving reflection to be my only catalyst.  I consider Hope to be a liar, and Faith would be her long lost sister.  Again, what is the point?  This is not a jaded declaration of finality or defeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep a yellow lined note pad of vengeful thoughts by my side, and I have an unquenchable thirst lately; maybe I just haven't made the right person bleed yet.  The card could tell it all, but I don't have any cards, so we are all going to have to just trust me on this one.  Furthermore, while I am on this snit; narratives on Capricorns bore me.  However, the one that described us as being a open book because we think it will build healthy relationships to divulge random information; well, that one marked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, people make me yack.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:230164</id>
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    <title>Just So You Know...</title>
    <published>2003-11-18T22:06:20Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-18T22:06:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My weaknesses and shortcommings make me sick.  Efforts to erase them are about to commence...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:228979</id>
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    <title>Do-Over, Re-Write, Back Step, What Ever...</title>
    <published>2003-11-17T19:33:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-17T19:33:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Heaven - Live</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I got a bit crusty, a little bit dramatic, and reflection came around to haunt me.  I think I will re-illustrate the evening again leaving out the icky thoughts and emotions that broke out of their prison in the back of my head:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Muse and a Ghost were seen mingling with Clowns and Furry Beasts of a varietal sort on the eve of the 15th.  There was amazing fun commencing as a dynamic force of energy was being emoted from both individuals.  Party favors were at hand (and I don't mean clowns and bunnies), and piggy back rides down Pike Street were readily available.  New connections were established, and old connections re-affirmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ghost worked some crafty magic and turned a Piano Lounge into a All Ages Establishment while keeping an eye on his beautiful Muse, who in turn forked him with his new prize!  Squeals of laughter were abundant, and thoughts of next week are already filtering into their heads; a promise to medicate and alleviate some of the damage and distress that the resistance of being clones to society brings them on a daily basis...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:228461</id>
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    <title>Hmmmm....</title>
    <published>2003-11-16T04:32:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-16T04:32:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Truth Is A Whisper - Goo Goo Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Saturday.  I spent the day watching Finding Nemo, lounging, I worked out, and then went looking for land.  I think that I would be happy with 2 acres, but it seems the thing to buy more like 5.  5 is alot of work, and I would be obsessed with making it all park like.  Either that or pave over the whole thing so that there is no need to mow it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molly and I didn't go out last night.  We hung out at her pad.  It was fine:)  Nothing overly eventful happened.  HOWEVER, I am about to go pick her up for some major naughtiness!  It is good.  I feel like she is in the spirit and we are rip snorting ready to go.  The uneducated need to take notes, the innocent need to hide, and as for the rest of the population...  -evil grin-  Yeah, we all need to bolster up to our take overs;)  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my mom ran into my ex-wife in the grocery store today.  -sigh-  I don't know.  Feels strange.  Should it?  ACK!  I will just not think about it.</content>
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    <title>Food (Dinner)</title>
    <published>2003-11-15T01:57:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-15T01:58:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">530pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sausage casserole&lt;br /&gt;-water chestnuts&lt;br /&gt;-cheese&lt;br /&gt;-olives&lt;br /&gt;-mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;-eggs&lt;br /&gt;-artichoke hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spinach salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32oz of water</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:226828</id>
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    <title>Tae Bo</title>
    <published>2003-11-14T22:43:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-14T22:43:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>It's My Life - No Doubt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">OK, I ditched Richard and Jane for Tae Bo today (thanks Christina -wink-).  Yikes.  I think I have whip lash.  But now I am compelled to become a pro!!!  I think that there is something to be said for people who are graceful.  Too bad I am very UN-graceful.  I need to get back to Raquel and Yoga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to cleaning the house.  (I am loving today)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, hitting the town with the muse tonight.  -evil evil grin-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:casperwa:226662</id>
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    <title>I Feel Guilty, And I Shouldn't...</title>
    <published>2003-11-14T01:49:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-14T01:49:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>You Make Me Feel Like Dancing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is total self programming and I have to work on it.  It is decided.  I am leaving the office tonight and not coming back here until Monday!  I haven't taken a 3 day weekend in what seems like forever.  These 13 hour days are killing me!  And they actually end up being like 15 and 16 hour days when you count my travel time to and from.  So, I am leaving the office with 49 hours under my belt for the week, and not looking back until next week.  Yeah, I'll work my butt off next week;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am most excited to have a Friday to clean the house.  It needs it...</content>
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    <title>If You Are What You Eat...</title>
    <published>2003-11-13T21:29:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-13T21:29:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...Then I would be scrambled eggs.  Four times this week for lunch.  I have got to quit packing my breakfast for lunch:(</content>
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    <title>Derrrrrr......</title>
    <published>2003-11-13T15:09:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-13T15:09:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>silence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Thursday.  Nothing new.  No new revelations about myself, no new event, no new nothing.  It is however cold again outside, and I am having a bad hair day.  &lt;small&gt;Soon to be hat head&lt;/small&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have something interesting to add, please please please do so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This could go on forever you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued...</content>
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    <title>Balance</title>
    <published>2003-11-12T15:14:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Yeah, I said balance.  There is a place of inner peace that I am supposed to find, and though for the most part, I think that I have found it; I don't think that I will be completely where I want to be until I find total balance.  That is not saying that everything must be perfect in a constant continuum, but that there must be a way to accept what is and aspire to what is not.  Goals have never been the problem.  I think it is time to live a little bit more in the now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat piss on beds.  Drop kick cat into nearest yard with big dog.  The end.</content>
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