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  <title>kilikbai</title>
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    <email>kiliksun@gmail.com</email>
    <name>kilikbai</name>
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  <updated>2009-09-06T04:16:46Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:83520</id>
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    <title>In the morning, In the Evening</title>
    <published>2009-09-06T04:12:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T04:16:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">one of the best things is slowly waking up in the morning to the sharpness the cold brings and how particularly effective it is to my feet. I could opt for a thicker comforter, but no. Instead i get out of bed,  grab a sweater or some barely used towel and use it as a 2nd layer. however only enveloping past my ankles. In effect my feet versus the rest of my body becomes noticeably warmer.  I really love the sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also love skipping meals during the day (well maybe a little something in the afternoon, but hardly anything sustaining) and then that following night, experiencing that sort of fatigue that is specific to the very act. It's so unlike sleeplessness, where every action feels like a pulling up from inside you and behind.  Like some tightly woven thin rope but frail as yarn being pulled beyond its extent, from deep inside you, at every step up, reach over and turn. It's fucking awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it's time to eat, so you make pasta cause it's all you know, but enough to make you eat feverishly.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:82239</id>
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    <title>newSport</title>
    <published>2009-05-01T19:02:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-01T19:03:50Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">In my teen years i remember clearly being pretty obsessed over motorSports. When the Speed Channel on cable tv didn't suck—i'm assuming they suck now—i would often watch the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Touring_car_racing&amp;quot;" title="description of the racing class"&gt;Touring car races&lt;/a&gt; and followed extensively the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/24_Hours_of_Le_Mans"&gt;LE-MAS 24-hour&lt;/a&gt; race series when it aired. But the greatest watch was Formula 1. I'm curious of why i stopped following. For it is pretty fascinating, and no, not just because they're fast cars going really &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great photography on boston.com of the 2009 season of formula 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/05/2009_formula_one_season_wet_dr.html"&gt;http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2009/05/2009_formula_one_season_wet_dr.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:81746</id>
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    <title>Kisses</title>
    <published>2009-04-05T20:04:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-30T08:24:40Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0975684/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lab.sundaycaliber.com/images/kisses.jpg" width="500" height="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMDB rating: 8.0/10 122:votes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Irish film with irish bleeding-heart-compassion all over it. Seriously great watch. Dare i say it even makes a great date movie—although, of course, i hate date movies.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:81441</id>
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    <title>it if were a right</title>
    <published>2009-03-31T03:05:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-05T20:07:25Z</updated>
    <category term="notes"/>
    <content type="html">"If we finally manage to achieve something like universal health care, Limbaugh warned, it would mean "the end of America as we know it." He's right, but that's not necessarily a bad thing. This is the end of the world as we've known it. But it isn't the end of the world."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:81292</id>
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    <title>Roth</title>
    <published>2009-03-14T09:06:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-05T20:07:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://lab.sundaycaliber.com/images/elegy_ver2.jpg" alt="image"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0974554/" title="imdb"&gt;Worth Seeing&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:81145</id>
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    <title>JUSTICEJUSTICEJUSTICEJUSTICEJUSTICE</title>
    <published>2009-02-09T19:46:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-09T19:49:26Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>One Minute To Midnight - Justice</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://img.ffffound.com/static-data/assets/6/8675cf4935b5acf7a58126863da1242c3773b25c_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random fact about Ansy: When i was much younger, say about 12, Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken was one of my Favorite movies. Seen it about eight times. &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0103262/"&gt;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0103262/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see it! It's awesome!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:80799</id>
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    <title>every little</title>
    <published>2009-01-22T20:54:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-23T15:37:30Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">so i set up a site for a friend. His brother-law has a final wish. If you can help, it would be appreciated. &lt;a href="http://jamiemcdonough.com"&gt;http://jamiemcdonough.com&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:80254</id>
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    <title>reasoning</title>
    <published>2009-01-06T15:17:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-06T15:18:47Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I understand they're simply defending themselves. That their rational for offense is reasonable and just. But there's an issue with the notion they're fighting terrorism. I believe we live in a time where casualties are no longer viewed as simply a expense of war. Now, more than ever, people aren't simply mourning and asking 'why'. Casualties  are the very justification and legitimacy to kill.  Besides the horror Terrorism has caused, it's also obvious the ideology has affected our confusion, degree of apathy and tolerance with the very term 'casualties'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a real catch 22.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:80111</id>
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    <title>slidesIceland</title>
    <published>2008-12-27T01:27:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-27T01:40:57Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Manga - Timo Maas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_arni_gretar' lj:user='arni_gretar' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://arni-gretar.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://arni-gretar.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;arni_gretar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love your candid/art photography, i don't understand your descriptions and i think that's best. it allows me to piece together the clues, use my imagination and keep me interested. Keep it up. that is all.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:79626</id>
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    <title>sevenpounds</title>
    <published>2008-12-18T11:39:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-30T08:25:25Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Seven Pounds is yet another film you watch with your center constricted all the way through. I appreciate a relatively major mainstream film that has the sense to let things happen as they should, rather for the sake of the audience. Although it proves to be a bit convoluted, and at some points 'doubtful' to say the least, it's hard not to to be captured by it's direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always something cool about intangible things described in actual measurements of weight. I find that largely compelling, and strangely—for reasons i'm too stupid to explain—logical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toward the end, there's this track (maybe the theme), that features these amazing keys, that i can only describe as 'trembling broken notes'. it's so awesomely fluffing wonderful.  Music or sounds that exhibit a degree of character besides the very tone they make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea see it, if you can, and if not, it's missable. It's nothing &lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt; special, but as always, it's good to be reminded of 'good'.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:79320</id>
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    <title>maxwell knows best</title>
    <published>2008-12-02T22:10:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-02T22:12:01Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Don't Stop Believin' - Journey</lj:music>
    <content type="html">[4:17] &lt;maxwell&gt;&lt;br /&gt;telfort, this dude mods pianos so they sound like other instruments with like duct tape and paper tacks and shit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lab.sundaycaliber.com/images/hauschka_prepared_piano_edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4:17] &lt;maxwell&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he's also a classical musician, want to here some of his stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[4:17] &lt;maxwell&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lab.sundaycaliber.com/images/01_blue_bicycle.mp3"&gt;music&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:78622</id>
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    <title>seriously</title>
    <published>2008-11-10T02:10:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-10T02:10:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i mean i love the guy too, but damm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ardent Obama supporters need to learn quickly that if there is to be "hope" and "change" it's going to have to come from their actions just as much as it does from the president elect. And that starts with being open to listen to others who may not think a like. The "for me or against me" mentality stinks just as much coming from left leaning persons as it does from those who are bent to the right."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.airbagindustries.com/archives/airbag/neobama.php"&gt;via airbagindustries&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:78500</id>
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    <title>Obama the president</title>
    <published>2008-11-06T08:21:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-10T02:17:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">beautiful candid photography of Obama and fam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://digitaljournalist.org/issue0810/callie-bp.html"&gt;http://digitaljournalist.org/issue0810/callie-bp.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click show more photos to see them.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:78312</id>
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    <title>(Beautiful Days) -MONO, Piano Cover</title>
    <published>2008-09-24T23:28:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-24T23:39:48Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="9" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:78009</id>
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    <title>clydeIsBetter</title>
    <published>2008-09-06T21:59:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-10T02:17:54Z</updated>
    <category term="photos"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29747883@N08/2833584623/" title="DSC_0261 by kilikbai, on Flickr" style="padding-bottom:20px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3169/2833584623_26a871da6a_o.jpg" width="580" height="388" alt="DSC_0261" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29747883@N08/2834421840/" title="DSC_0253 by kilikbai, on Flickr" style="padding-bottom:20px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3168/2834421840_0cb01fce56_o.jpg" width="580" height="388" alt="DSC_0253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29747883@N08/2833584781/" title="DSC_0312 by kilikbai, on Flickr" style="padding-bottom:20px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3201/2833584781_93bf0c25be_o.jpg" width="580" height="388" alt="DSC_0312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:77706</id>
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    <title>football with the guys</title>
    <published>2008-08-26T05:06:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-26T05:10:22Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a style="padding-bottom:10px;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29747883@N08/2797879529/" title="DSC_0484 by kilikbai, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3154/2797879529_2efd929318_o.jpg" width="580" height="389" alt="DSC_0484" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="padding-bottom:10px;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29747883@N08/2798728394/" title="DSC_0198 by kilikbai, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3207/2798728394_67b1aeba3f_o.jpg" width="580" height="389" alt="DSC_0198" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="padding-bottom:10px;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/29747883@N08/2797880799/" title="DSC_0115 by kilikbai, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3238/2797880799_74841079c2_o.jpg" width="580" height="389" alt="DSC_0115" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mark was obviously our greatest asset...&lt;/em&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:77234</id>
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    <title>G35</title>
    <published>2008-08-18T06:45:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T06:48:13Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://lab.sundaycaliber.com/projects/jeff_wood/G35/DSC_0291.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lab.sundaycaliber.com/projects/jeff_wood/G35/DSC_0298.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lab.sundaycaliber.com/projects/jeff_wood/G35/DSC_0300.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:76619</id>
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    <title>inThisClub</title>
    <published>2008-08-05T05:08:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-05T05:09:39Z</updated>
    <category term="media"/>
    <lj:music>Money Folder(fourtet_remix) - Madvillain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://dump.sundaycaliber.com/upimg/Love%20In%20This%20Club%20(MSTRKRFT%20Remix).mp3"&gt;http://dump.sundaycaliber.com/upimg/Love%20In%20This%20Club%20(MSTRKRFT%20Remix).mp3&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:75455</id>
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    <title>love is here, in this bed, and hopfully out there.</title>
    <published>2008-06-15T05:33:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-15T05:37:18Z</updated>
    <category term="bullshit"/>
    <content type="html">Everythings gonna be alright. Candle shutters and a flame stretches. The developed lands with plans and songs to sing, movies to play and stories to tell: "everythings gonna be alright". Rug tugged and cigar ashes asunder. Prayers, if heard, simply deafening, the guns of patriots will give way and freedom, vindicate. Our children will sing our songs, lose most in translation passed on with fragments of our joy, 20/80, fair enough. Table foot taps twice and the candle follows tune, light stretches farther. Sincerely we know, where there's a will, there's a way, but with the lord's hand, it's nearly guaranteed.  Yet, of course, not for her, not for him. There is no jesus here or in her heart. There is no song to sing, movie to play or story to tell of a single worthy thing. For her, for him, everything isn't going to be alright. A candle falls, its flame will faint before the chance to meet the ground. Before the chance to set a blaze, to eat away at a rug, and hopefully bring down a house. It won't make a fuss, it'll be dark for a second but relit the same.  A Match scratches, candle angled, light reaches out again. So awful, even the knowledge of their existence pains us so much, it's easy to forget that very candle once held a flame before it that stretched and stretched and stretched the same. For me, for you, for them.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:74372</id>
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    <title>in reality</title>
    <published>2008-05-31T06:54:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-31T06:59:09Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I like to think this isn't going to hurt, head first for now on, i go. i don't pay attention to 'there-after' but for only here and now and for all intents and purposes, it's only naturalistic. I have a sharp edge somewhere in my mouth (or a wisdom tooth), always cutting slightly the tissue tip of my tongue because for whatever reason, I won't stop toying with it. I get it removed Thursday, i've done one before— the dentist said the six or seven shots of local anaesthesia is the worst , she lied and i'll take it she'll lie again. After that, lays only a few more days before i break her heart. Maybe not, i like to assume. But she'll get over it and realize it's such a insignificant bit compared to what i really have to offer. She'll get it. I disappoint terribly, only to bewilder and stock with wonder. Or maybe, in reality, for another fall, so i can tell yet another promise without a breath to hold it.</content>
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    <title>Brother and my Mom's Car</title>
    <published>2008-03-08T06:35:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-08T06:37:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">My brother, 21, takes my mom's car, lets a friend drive it only to sideswipe another driver. The kid he entrusted is only fucking 16, doesn't even hold an id with his name. Obviously i'm furious with him, if not for his sheer stupidity but for his shocking carelessness in regards of our mother. But at the same time, i think naturally, i can't help but feel bad for him. He's obviously a mess about the whole thing, i know he sincerely feels awful about the entire ordeal. he really is beating himself. As he should... right, but i argue that can be problematic, if taken to the extent repeat offenders often tend to take it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy enough i started feeling shame for feeling bad for him. I started to consider a extreme case scenario ( i do that often) , a question of whether or not i would turn him in if i knew he committed a grave crime.  Could i really do it? It's without question a bad idea to think you could help anyone out under those circumstances-- there's history to prove such. But still.. He's such a dumbass, yet i wish i didn't hear my father repeatedly shout at him just how true this is. "Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!". My dad has this weird way of making a moderately insulting word seem threatening and slanderous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Mom must take at least a quarter of the responsibility. I've spoken to her a number of times why it's terrible she lets Mark borrow the car, considering his history. But a mother never compromises when it comes to what she feels. To her it's too much for him to take the bus, bum a ride or bloody walk a mile.  So typical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind me i hear the tv going, and i think it's insider,  the headline girl goes : "Patrick Swayze will he show signs of cemo?" ...why don't these people go to hell already?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:kilikbai:73555</id>
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    <title>how to text the one you want back</title>
    <published>2008-03-02T04:14:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-02T04:24:46Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Overlook - Tycho</lj:music>
    <content type="html">last night while out, we somehow ended up picking up someone. she  received a text message from a significant other and decided it would be funny if she shared it with us. I don't exactly remember it word for word, although i do remember it being one of expressed regret and dismal begging of forgiveness. It was very 'sobby'. Besides the fact she was a bitch to share it with us, i found something very faulty about the very message its self. A fault i'm sure i've committed numerous times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact it was lengthy and used very colorful language bugged me. Words like "longing" and "yearning" or repeating what you just said. This isn't how you 'win' someone back. Actually this almost always has the exact opposite effect. Colorful and exaggerated content is a lie. A lie to yourself and the one you're communicating with. It proposes that what you feel is too great to express simply and in a more concise way. Which is absolutely bullshit. If you're honest, you can say less. If you're unsure yet wish to be, you can write a dissertation. How problematic it is you 'win' her back only cause you persuaded her with a well versed stanza. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Don't leave your message open for interpretation, this isn't fucking poetry. 'i love you and need you', what's more wonderful than that?</content>
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    <title>accord</title>
    <published>2008-02-21T02:24:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-21T02:26:44Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>No Two Here the Same - Early Songs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">someone asked me the other day, "do you still keep a journal". I was taken a back as i hardly remembered mentioning i have such a thing. i acted as if he was being gay and quickly brushed it off while uttering, " i don't keep a journal, i write whatever comes to me". And i then proceeded on with hating myself.</content>
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    <title>skinwalker</title>
    <published>2007-12-17T07:23:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-17T07:23:16Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http:///www.lab.sundaycaliber.com/images/brave.jpg" alt="the brave one" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really an american "Sympathy for Lady Vengeance". Awesome. There still existed typically tackcy cliches here and there but ultimately a tour de force. A honest unglazed window through a victim's eyes. Done very very well. It's great to see Jodie come out once in awhile to star in such great work.</content>
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    <title>_w* got them skills_amazing</title>
    <published>2007-12-13T17:54:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-13T17:57:41Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://b2.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/01406/26/67/1406787662_l.jpg" alt="emp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/emancipator"&gt;Serious&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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