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  <title>someone like you.</title>
  <subtitle>Jessica</subtitle>
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    <name>Jessica</name>
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  <updated>2009-10-03T20:53:37Z</updated>
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    <title>About my icons...</title>
    <published>2009-10-03T20:15:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-03T20:53:37Z</updated>
    <category term="johnny christ"/>
    <category term="icons"/>
    <category term="personal pictures"/>
    <category term="synyster gates"/>
    <category term="a7x"/>
    <category term="m. shadows"/>
    <category term="dinner"/>
    <content type="html">Okay. My post sounded incredibly...angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to start arguments or anything. I always said I'd be that cool fan that would release pictures of the band if I had them. Of course, that was said before I found out how cutthroat this fandom can be about pictures. I made a pact with my friends (who ate with the band, too) that we'd all agree before posting full-sizes, since we got a lot of...gruff...for wanting to spend money to eat with our favorite (and most awesomest) band. It was money well spent, in every sense of the word. All of it went to help Allen (RIP) and his family, as well as fund research to find a cure for brain cancer. And I got to eat with Avenged Fucking Sevenfold. How is that not win-win? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in essence, it's most likely full-sizes will never be released. But I feel it's only right to at least post...SOMETHING. I know how badly I'd want to see these pictures, too. Believe me. But damn if a big part of me doesn't want to be selfish... :}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's a few that are mine to post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq13/dancingXdead/a7x%20dinner/johnnytongue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq13/dancingXdead/a7x%20dinner/mattcute.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i429.photobucket.com/albums/qq13/dancingXdead/a7x%20dinner/syna1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Also, as requested by Matt, there will be no full-sizes of him posted. I might post some smaller pictures of him wearing his cap, but nothing else. He's doing something epic with his hair and wants to keep it secret. I love Matt, so I'm going to uphold my promise.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:20258</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2009-06-05T09:30:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-05T14:34:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-05T15:31:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so tired. I stayed up until 3am, then got up at 7am to feed my pooch and now I can't go back to sleep! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll work on my Liev Schreiber movie collection today. I'm off to Hastings to find RKO 281 or The Ten or maybe even Jakob the Liar. Someday...someday I'll have all his works! Mwhahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Obsession much?)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:19996</id>
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    <title>Well, hell in a hand basket.</title>
    <published>2008-05-19T06:21:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-19T06:21:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Avenged Sevenfold - And All Things Will End</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three-year long absence. Ho.Ley. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has changed, but a lot has stayed the same. Don't think I'll ever really post on here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mad love to A7X, and Brian Haner Jr. in specific. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:19952</id>
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    <title>Purple giraffes and green elephants..</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T00:41:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T00:41:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Queen - Don't Stop Me Now</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Whoo. Been a long time since I posted.. guess I'll add another one in for kicks. Since I've never done one of these survey things, I'll do one now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;CURRENT..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -clothes: Hard Rock New Orleans tee and FOV21 jeans.&lt;br /&gt;    -music: Queen.&lt;br /&gt;    -makeup: None on at the moment.. Usually Maybelline.&lt;br /&gt;    -hair: Blonde and ugly, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;    -thing you should be doing: Getting ready for a party..&lt;br /&gt;    -food: Just ate Subway. :O&lt;br /&gt;    -book: The Dubliners.&lt;br /&gt;    -movie: Uhh.. I watched Ace Ventura last night. &amp;gt;.o&lt;br /&gt;    -artist: Um.. me? Just kidding.. I don't have one. &lt;br /&gt;    -desktop wallpaper: A tree with a sign that reads, "Tranquility."&lt;br /&gt;    -favorite band: Ambulance LTD.&lt;br /&gt;    -thought: Was that guy just naked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAVE YOU..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   -ever been kissed?: Mmhm.&lt;br /&gt;   -ever been to a concert?: Yes and about to go to another soon! Weehoo!&lt;br /&gt;   -ever met a celebrity?: Quite a few, actually.&lt;br /&gt;   -ever done drugs?: Yes, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;   -ever been drunk?: Once.&lt;br /&gt;   -ever steal?: We call it the "five-finger-discount". &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;   -ever been arrested?: Nope. I'm clean.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAST PERSON..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   -you talked to: My mom.&lt;br /&gt;   -you kissed: Tyler.&lt;br /&gt;   -you hugged: Tyler! :O!&lt;br /&gt;   -you told a lie to: My mom.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;   -you txt messaged: Shane.&lt;br /&gt;   -you called: Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;   -you hit: Wtf kind of question is that?&lt;br /&gt;   -who made you cry: Enrique Iglesias and his damn music video..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAVORITE..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   -movie: Shit, that's a hard one. Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;   -music artist: Damien Rice.&lt;br /&gt;   -T.V. show: The Invisible Man! Which was cancelled..&lt;br /&gt;   -Cartoon: Pirates of Dark Water. Or at least.. I think that's what it's called.&lt;br /&gt;   -car: Damnit. Too many nice cars! I really like the 2002 BMW Z3 Coupe.. I'm looking at buying one.&lt;br /&gt;   -animal: Red fox. &lt;br /&gt;   -book: From third grade.. The Boxcar Children, Vol. 1.&lt;br /&gt;   -song: Hm.. Delicate.&lt;br /&gt;   -food: Spaghetti.&lt;br /&gt;   -videogame: Super Mario for SNES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO YOU..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  -drink regularly?: Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;  -do drugs?: Only once, and that was enough, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;  -have a talent?: Drawing, I s'pose.&lt;br /&gt;  -have a phobia?: Yes, aichmophobia. Or the fear of needles.&lt;br /&gt;  -break dance?: Wtf!? Where'd that question come from?&lt;br /&gt;  -have a tattoo?: No, but I'd get a celtic cross on my wrist.. if I was brave enough.&lt;br /&gt;  -have a paying job?: Yes. I work at a veterinary clinic.&lt;br /&gt;  -have a car? what kind?: Um, I have a 2004 Dodge SRT-4. But I'm about to get a BMW or Mazda..&lt;br /&gt;  -like this survey?: Eh, I've seen better.</content>
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    <title>Snakes, Cats, Shots, and a bunch of green.</title>
    <published>2005-03-21T22:37:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-21T22:37:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MTV TRL</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bwhahaha. I got the job, bitches! After a month and half of looking and not actually.. applying.. I GOT A JOB. This has to be the best job I've had in a while. I mean, the zoo was awesome and all.. but I never really got close to the animals, except when I'd clean them. Which was rare. Now I'm a vet assistant/clerical worker/a baby-sitter. I'm excited like whoa. I had job training today and got to walk around the &lt;b&gt;gigantic&lt;/b&gt; clinic. I was told about all I'd be doing.. such as cleaning and feeding the "patients", administering shots, playing with them if the owners requested (and paid for) playtime. Also, if there aren't enough workers in, I'll work at the receptionist desk and do paperwork and whatnot. Well, not really paperwork because this clinic is a paperless "operation". That gained them so brownie points. So I'll be earning &lt;b&gt;$9.45&lt;/b&gt; an hour and pulling between 15-20 hours a week. That's over a hundred dollars a week. I've never had a job so good. Maybe with the money I earn I can afford a new computer since mine is slowly turning to shit. I'd buy one with the money I've saved up thus far, but it's for my trip to Ireland this summer. :D!! Aaah, what a good day.</content>
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    <title>Easter in HELL.</title>
    <published>2005-03-18T04:09:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-18T04:09:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Billy Idol - Rebel Yell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Let me tell you about my horrific day at the mall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, since it's too terrifying to recall all the details, I'll just summarize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Went to the mall at 5:00 with my niece and mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Bought Easter dress after MANY trips to the dressing room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. But, Easter dress wasn't enough, princess bitch wanted a matching bow, shoes, sweater, necklace, and purse. $213.49 wasted. She didn't get a purse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hungry, had to eat. Mom bought pizza which she didn't want after my mom had ordered it. More money wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Had to ride the carousel. Three times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Still hungry, so mom bought cookies. I had to listen to her rudely smack while she ate her cookie, regardless of my telling her to close her mouth... (I was so embarrassed... glad she isn't my kid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Her mom wasn't at home for her to try on her dress. Tantrum ensued. 35 minutes of my life wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I despise this child. I hate to say it. I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; kids, too. I can't wait to have kids of my own. They will never be like this.. NEVER.</content>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-03-13T20:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-14T02:55:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-14T02:55:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Faint - Agenda Suicide</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've died. Whoo hoo! Not really.. just been very busy. That's a lie. Just.. er.. -points and runs away-</content>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-03-04T20:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T02:46:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-05T02:46:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Since it's March, I felt like having a green-ish layout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to have an Irish layout for St. Patty's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace be with you.</content>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-03-01T22:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-02T04:16:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-02T04:16:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Servant - Orchestra</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh, &lt;b&gt;Jesus&lt;/b&gt;, I'm so fuckin' tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, wtf?! I have to write an essay in class tomorrow?! An argument essay?! Noooooo! No more, please! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-weep weep-</content>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-28T08:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-28T14:32:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-28T14:39:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Cocteau Twins - Cherry Colored Funk</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, my weekend was interesting. Friday I got super-cramps and left work early. Gross. But after four Aleve, that quickly changed. Of course, by the time the pain subsided.. it was too late.. to go back to work... &amp;lt;.&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I picked up my friend around 5:00 and we went to the &lt;b&gt;Movie Trading Company&lt;/b&gt;. Thousands of movies and nothing I wanted... stupid bitches. After that we went back to her (my friend) house where her unbelievably hot brother was sitting on the couch in all his glory. I had my camera phone with me... and yet I couldn't bring myself to take a picture. Probably because 1.) It would be awkward and 2.) It makes a fucking "snap" sound, which would be totally obvious. Oh well, maybe one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour we drove to &lt;b&gt;Sonic&lt;/b&gt; and ate burgers and spilled fries, got harassed by this dude named Jeff, and witnessed a wreck. But the night was still young! We had one more stop to make... the movie theater! To see the worst movie ever! That's right! It was.. &lt;b&gt;Cursed&lt;/b&gt;. Yuck and funny. Actually, really funny... Mm, Joshua Jackson.. Alas, I go off on a tangent.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then nothing really happened on Saturday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo! But on Sunday I had a friend (he wasn't a friend, but he is now) gave me tickets to &lt;a href="http://www.kdge.com/edgefest/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;EdgeFest 14&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and I was like.. "Wtf." At first I was going to be nice and turn 'em down. They could be fake.. and all.. But then I found out that Billy Idol was performing. Wtf. Hell yes, I'm going now. Freakin' love Billy Idol.. So I hope they're not fake.. &lt;b&gt;hope hope hope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the weekend.. and today is kind of an extension. 'Cause I'm calling in "sick" and I'm missing classes.. hehe.. Ah, fuck it. I need more sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I need to change my layout...</content>
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    <title>Why me?</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T03:19:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-25T03:19:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.acesquad.com/gackt/spike.jpg" width="300" height="150"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.acesquad.com/gackt/quiz.html"&gt;Which Gackt are you most like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiz by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=mcvarmazi"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.livejournal.com/userinfo.gif" width="17" height="17" align="ABSMIDDLE" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://mcvarmazi.livejournal.com"&gt;mcvarmazi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOO! I'm the &lt;b&gt;lesbian&lt;/b&gt; Gackt!! WHY!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I go die.</content>
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    <title>Come one, come all!</title>
    <published>2005-02-25T02:48:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-25T02:48:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Unwritten Law - Save Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If everyone would be so kind as to tell me their favorite songs, bands, anything.. If you're listening to something at the moment, share it! I'm looking for all kinds of music, so anyone with some input is welcome to it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S., I take all languages, genres, decades, anything! Help meeee!</content>
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    <title>Stick a fork in me.... so I can die.</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T01:18:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T01:18:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">depressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completely and utterly &lt;b&gt;depressed&lt;/b&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dying... or maybe to just hurt, real real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be fine tomorrow. 'Cause that's the kind of person I am...</content>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-16T19:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-17T01:25:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-17T01:27:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Let's try this one more time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me with my brother when I was... maybe 1-2 years old. And that's Mr. MooMoo I'm holding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v710/awkwardphase/scan0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me a little older, back in the late 80s. I lurved dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v710/awkwardphase/scan0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course the lady who made it all possible... Mom! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v710/awkwardphase/scan0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the pictures don't load this time, then fuck it. It's not really a big deal, anyway. Hope you enjoy though... if they show up.. which they should..</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:16915</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-15T22:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T04:43:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-16T04:43:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wtf... site's being gay. Stupid pictures. Blah. I'll work it out later. I'm too freakin' tired.. DAMN YOU ANGELFIRE!</content>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-13T23:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T05:35:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T05:35:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>zZzZz...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Got &lt;b&gt;real&lt;/b&gt; tired of my Valentine's Day layout... so random theme of the week and probably the rest of the month... -drum roll- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORLANDO BLOOM! Whee! Isn't he pretty? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.theorlandobloomfiles.com/pictures/magazine2/photoshoot2/sherylnields15.jpg" alt="I&amp;#39;d Have Sex With Him..." /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you enjoy... and if you don't. Pfft. Not my problem. :] And omfg I'm sleepy. Night, night, bitches. Peace.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:16203</id>
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    <title>Moo-Moo.</title>
    <published>2005-02-13T01:07:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-13T01:13:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Damien Rice - Cannonball</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Omgosh. Saw &lt;b&gt;Hitch&lt;/b&gt; today and it was awesome. Or at least, I thought it was. It was cute, sweet, hilarious... and it had Will Smith. Whee! Will Smith should do more movies like this... Like his Fresh Prince of Belair days. Anyway, it was kind of damp and cloudy out today, but we drove downtown anyway, to eat at this cool place called  EatZi's. It's like... an open market-type restaurant. I had a roast beef sandwich and Dr. Pepper and this guy across from our table kept winking at me. &lt;b&gt;Really&lt;/b&gt; disturbing. He was probably a psychopathic killer...He looked like one anyway... kinda cute, too. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back home there was this creepy fog that like.. hovered over the tops of the buildings. And I noticed that &lt;b&gt;Elton John&lt;/b&gt; was coming to the &lt;i&gt;American Airlines Center&lt;/i&gt; in March. Not that I'd go... But for anyone in Dallas who wants to! Here's a heads up! Anyway, more about the fog. I know fog is usually close to the ground, but this fog was way up. I think it was fog. Maybe just really low clouds. It kind of settled on your bones and made everyone kind of restless. Weeeeirdness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aside from the depressing weather and the creep-psycho-cutie, the day was perfect. I definitely need more days like this...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:16034</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-11T20:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-12T02:47:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-12T02:47:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Frankie J - Obsession</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Changed the theme to Valentine's Day.. yeah, I know it's fugly. But luckily V-Day isn't that far away and it won't last long.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:15684</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-10T19:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T01:50:36Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T01:50:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fucking lies. You seriously think you know someone and then BAM! Especially when it's you own "best friend" for God's Sake. We used to hang out every weekend and we'd see each other every day. Suddenly, she becomes "busy" and never has any time for me. Even though she said she'd be free this weekend. Just more fucking lies. Am I wrong in trying to stay friends with her? By calling as much as I can? Which she never does, by the way. Never once fucking calls me. I'm so sick of this...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:15391</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-09T16:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T22:46:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T22:49:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Stupid bird chirping...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wtf. I'm kind of insulted. I'm also more physically inclined than that... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 Questions to a Better Relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eXpressive: 6/10&lt;br /&gt;Practical: 7/10&lt;br /&gt;Physical: 3/10&lt;br /&gt;Giver: 6/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; You are a XPIG--Expressive Practical Intellectual Giver. This makes you a Catch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You are a magazine-cover, matinee idol dreamboat. Parents love you and want to set you up with their kids. However, first dates are tough because it takes time for your qualities to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You are generous and kind. You think first and act later. You are cool in a conflict, but your practical side means if your partner throws out emotional appeals ("why can't we do what I want for a change?") they will grate on your nerves, even when the conflict is resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You're a romantic. You enjoy the thrill of the hunt, and you don't just fall into bed with anyone. You pay close attention to your significant other's needs, and this makes you an excellent lover and partner. The problem is that your friends and lovers may find it so easy to express things to *you* that they lose sight of whether you feel as comfortable with *them*! This doesn't necessarily make you feel under-appreciated -- you're too well-adjusted and self-aware for that -- but you may feel restless. Thus you seek adventure in your life outside the relationship to prove and actualize yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Of all the types, you would make the best parent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    You are coiffed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Didja see "Big Fish"? 'Cause you're like Ewan MacGregor in "Big Fish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtf. I'm a man? Also, got this quiz from Rena, so... yeah.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:15356</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-09T16:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T22:14:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T22:19:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>J-Lo - Get Right (I know, wtf...)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeeeah, so I started picking out stuffs to take to Ireland. (I mean, I'm freakin' going one way or another) I've been reading up on the weather and everything, 'cause I'm a freak and like to know all that stuff ahead of time. Screw you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even had a dream about being in Ireland. It started off where... in order to actually get to Ireland you obviously have to travel down this immense slide and you land into one of those ball pit things. Yeah, the same ball pits that you see in those indoor playgrounds. Which, by the way, was what Ireland was. Just a gigantic playground that was overrun with with, yes... Asians. Asians playing videogames. Not that I have anything against Asians! (luv to Siso) And the few Irish that were there didn't even speak with an accent... It was pretty disappointing. Hopefully, the real Ireland won't be like that... &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. That was my dream last night...Exciting. As if my life...Oh, yeah, my day was good. Had this hard.. Spanish speaking thing in one of my classes. Two minutes, my fuckin' ass. More like 20 seconds.. lying ass professor.. -stabstab-</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:15068</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-07T22:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T04:14:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T04:14:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/1/1b/Jonathanbrandis.jpg" alt="Nooo! Jooon!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omfg.. NOOOO!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:14664</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-07T22:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T04:09:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T04:09:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ME SCREAMING!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">WTF?! Jonathan Brandis killed himself?! WTF?! Like.. two years, ago, too! Omfg.. This is so fucking depressing... He was my kid. He was so cute and everything.. Goddamnit. WHY?!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:14511</id>
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    <title>makeshift_heart @ 2005-02-07T18:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-08T00:34:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-08T00:34:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Travis - Writing to Reach You, Bitch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah... I changed the layout again, sadly. Um.. it's a little pink, but I like it.. I'm currently looking for  a good Valentine's picture to put as the background. So, needless to say, it will change again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:makeshift_heart:14258</id>
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    <title>Post-Superbowl Update..</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T03:33:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T03:33:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Les Mis - Lovely Ladies</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yeah, I'm sure no one cares, but I sure do! Potential trip to Ireland has increased from 80/20 to 90/10 chance of going! Yay! How do I know? Well, we picked dates that would accommodate everyone and found 7 possible hotels to stay at... Omfg.. So happy.</content>
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