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  <updated>2006-02-10T04:28:56Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:220487</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2006-02-09T20:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-10T04:28:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-10T04:28:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>soul for real "every little thing i do"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">you know what's awesome? a papercut just under your fingernail. yep, the BEST feeling in the world. especially typing.....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:219318</id>
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    <title>WHAT THE HELL?!?</title>
    <published>2005-12-01T01:45:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-01T01:45:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>harry potter music from the video game</lj:music>
    <content type="html">there's a new person in our department. she seems kinda nice or whatever. so she's talking to me while i'm trying to work (it happens A LOT here) and she mentions how she used to work retail and also in a collections department. i mention i worked for countrywide and blockbuster. she asked which blockbuster location and i told her and goddammit, she lives like right behind it. and she said she knew my face from somewhere. GREAT, I'M WORKING WITH ONE OF MY OLD BLOCKBUSTER CUSTOMERS. oh man. but i was always nice to her apparently. she said she always felt sorry for us cause of the crappy customers that came in. oh man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what the hell is with costco selling caskets and stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.costco.com/Common/CategoryMain.aspx?cat=20595&amp;eCat=BC|20595&amp;whse=BC&amp;topnav="&gt;http://www.costco.com/Common/CategoryMain.aspx?cat=20595&amp;eCat=BC|20595&amp;whse=BC&amp;topnav=&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's just wrong.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:219049</id>
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    <title>harry potter</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T01:40:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T01:40:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>harry potter soundtrack</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh man. it needs to come out already. i'll probably be disappointed again but i still want to see it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided banks should put their loan rates online. it would make my job a million times easier. and not be such jerks when i have to call them because the're too retarded to put their rates online. and it sucks cause i have to act like i'm a customer and i hate lying and i suck at it. bastards.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:218521</id>
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    <title>my halloween</title>
    <published>2005-10-31T05:53:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-31T05:53:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">saturday morning sucked. damned school. but we used color pastels and i did better so far than i thought i would. then we got my oil changed cause i was way over due and i was scared my car was going to blow up on me.  then we had to find costumes very last minute for carolin's party. kyel was grumpy cause it was going on 3 and we hadn't eaten since 8 that morning. so we went with me in a knight costume and kyel as the maiden lady. it was cool! and we got him a blonde wig. oh man. i love that guy. then we had costco hot dogs and a slice of pizza. damn, that shit was so fucking good after not eating all day. but then we got to carolin's party. i almost got drunk. and i ate so much stuff. mmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i have halloween at my work. i'm supposed to be german (not nazi of course) my costume is one of a "barista" or something. the skirt is kinda scarey short for me. we'll see how that goes. i should have grabbed the wig now that i think about it....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:218134</id>
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    <title>my teacher is nuts.</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T05:10:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T05:11:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>oingo boingo - weird science</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so my pottery class is going pretty well. except when it takes almost an hour to give out and go over a 10 question, one word answer quiz. and it's not like the students are being disruptive, no, it's the teacher going on and on about crap no one cares about. but i'm making some pretty good bowls and i'm starting mugs next. i just wish we could work while the teacher babbles....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. time for bed cause i'm old like that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:216940</id>
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    <title>yay for me!</title>
    <published>2005-07-26T04:47:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-26T04:48:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>trail of dead "clair de lune"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">why? cause my ceramics and my art classes are in the same building! and i can't get lost like i normally would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has been busy, i'm being promoted to processor as of aug 1st and now i can screw up people's lives even easier. and i get to call them and tell them their punk asses suck because they want more money than they can afford. reminds me of the days i used to work at blockbuster when we had to call people to tell them they owed money. hoping for the answering machine and all that good stuff. i'm doing lots of overtime cause the one week pay they are "holding on to" totally sucked ass. that and yeah, it helps get more work done, kinda, if i'm not staring off into space...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and other news, next month, kyel has been with me for a year and a half. that poor guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, i want to snuggle him.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:214704</id>
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    <title>KROQ Weenie Roast</title>
    <published>2005-05-22T18:39:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-22T19:13:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Goddamned summer. it was like 50 million degrees out in irvine, so i only imagine how much being in the valley sucked. but we will had fun. I finally saw foo fighters live. why is dave grohl so freaking awesome? there was lots of drunk people and they were so funny. oh man. and we sat by some stupid loud people who sat less that 5 feet from each other but still felt the need to yell to talk. eww and one of the girls' back was to us and her pants went too low and her ass crack was showing. i told kyel he should put some water or shove some grass down there. and the fucking hill to get to the lawn was horrible. i thought i was going to die before i got to the top. but oh man. it was still alot of fun.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:214439</id>
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    <title>itunes</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T04:46:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T04:46:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stuff from the 90's</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i finally broke down and started an account with them. damned music that i get stuck in my head from back in the day and i don't want the whole damned cd.. so yeah. i bought 10 (so far) individual songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to practice self control here...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:213070</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2005-04-07T20:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-08T03:37:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-08T03:37:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>grandaddy - crystal lake</lj:music>
    <content type="html">goddammit. i hate it when a light bulb burns out. i've only had it there for three months and the fucker decides to quit on me. now my room is all super dark cause all i have are two weak lamps that have 60 watt bulbs. this damned house is way too dark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too lazy right now to put in a new bulb. oh well.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:209992</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2005-02-06T18:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T02:27:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T02:27:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm going to Coachella this year. got tickets to the sunday show. oh man. carolin and beau are going to go with us. nine inch nails is playing the sunday show. *i* will be within a one mile radius of trent reznor. aaand, since i saw the cure play last august, i can definitely say that i can die a very, very happy lady after may 1. oh man.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:209889</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2005-02-05T09:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-05T17:02:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-05T17:02:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>jimmy eat world - pain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh man. there's a third Cube movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0377713/"&gt;http://us.imdb.com/title/tt0377713/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see it so bad, like, now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:208539</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2005-01-22T16:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-23T00:52:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-23T00:52:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the cars driving by outside.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I finally have internet at my new house. are you excited for me? i knew you were ;)  not that i've missed that much of the internet, but it seemed these past two weeks when i didn't have internet here, i've actually felt like writing (unlike when i had the internet at my old house, but it was dial-up and now i have dsl or something) and now, i haven't much to say. kinda. &lt;br /&gt;i'm still alive. and working. and painting, kinda. more for kyel's very late christmas present. eh, he'll get it one of these days. my christmas and new years stuff was pretty fun. i've been hanging out alot with friends. good times. i'm getting a new computer soon cause my stepdad needs one cause his computer is older than god and i would sell mine for cheap to him (cause it's 4 years old). i'm hoping for our 11 month of kyel being stuck with me, we'd going to go to santa monica tonight to some english pub thing cause they have really really good treacle cake. mmm... junk food. now, i must go and get ready :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:208303</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-12-16T14:46:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-16T22:47:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-16T22:47:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/montypythonrules/1041707419_ench-guard.jpg" border="0" alt="You are a French Guard! You love nothing better than to torment the silly English Knnnniggits...even if your insults don&amp;#39;t make much sense--You tiny brained wiper of other people&amp;#39;s bottoms!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a French Guard! You love nothing better&lt;br&gt;than to torment the silly English&lt;br&gt;Knnnniggits...even if your insults don't make&lt;br&gt;much sense--You tiny brained wiper of other&lt;br&gt;people's bottoms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/montypythonrules/quizzes/Which%20Monty%20Python%20%26%20the%20Holy%20Grail%20Character%20are%20you%20REALLY%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Monty Python &amp; the Holy Grail Character are you REALLY?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-04-21T19:55:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-22T02:55:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-22T02:55:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate scabs. i've had this one on my elbow for a couple of days now and it's driving me crazy. it itches and i catch myself all the time trying to scratch it. and i hate it. no matter how much you scratch just around it hoping to stop the madness, it never goes away. hours--no, days--i could scratch all around it and the bastard would itch the moment i stop.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goddammit. thinking of the itch makes it itch more. oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, well, time to go read and stuff my face.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:203881</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-03-29T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-30T02:53:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-01T06:15:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>my stomach rumbling</lj:music>
    <content type="html">my weekend was busy, but really really good. my sister ruined a little bit of it. but it's ok. i made up for it. &amp;gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i'm just letting you all know i'm still alive (unfortunately, i'm sure for some of you). i would also like to say, money is a pain in the ass. trying to save it blows.  i am trying to talk myself in to doing my taxes that i've been saying i'd do every weekend for the past month and a half. but yes, ladies and gentlemen, i'm going to do them now. and it's about fucking time.</content>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-03-07T18:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-08T02:48:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-08T02:48:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it is so beautiful outside, makes me almost wish i was out doing something. too bad i'm too lazy for that kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i love this weather. i'll shut up now.</content>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-02-22T02:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-22T10:11:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-22T10:15:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>nin "the downward spiral"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's so funny when two people who like each other talk and try so hard not to tread on the other's toes.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:199977</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-02-13T22:29:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-14T06:29:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-14T06:29:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>outkast "behold the lady"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">woo hoo! book 5 ......again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it i'm so old that i have to go to bed before 11pm?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:199724</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-02-10T21:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-11T05:48:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-11T05:48:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">first off, according to anissa's journal, it's anthony's birthday,  so happy birthday anthony!!!! i know you told me when it was, but you told me when i was pretty buzzed so i couldn't remember. i'm sorry!! haha you're getting old!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that done, i would like you guys to know, that i am stuck allllllll by myself cause my mom is staying with her boyfriend cause her car broke down &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. i told her she should have sold it the first time it first died.  but that means she can finally get a newer and smaller car cause she doesn't have to haul 3 kids around anymore. but yeah. she'll be gone for the next two or three days. oh man. it sucks.</content>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-02-06T18:13:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-07T02:13:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-07T02:13:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what the *fuck* is it with idiot drivers who love to switch into my lane (WITHOUT SIGNALING) when i'm practically right next to them?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah sure! i don't need the whole front end of my car!!!&lt;br /&gt; ya jackass...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're lucky i'm too tired to follow their stupid asses home and light their car on fire.</content>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-02-04T21:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-05T05:16:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-05T05:16:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>inspector gadget theme song</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so... i've been tired the past few mornings trying to get my ass out of bed. and now would be the perfect opportunity for extra sleep, and i know this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so why the hell am i staying up to play freecell?!?!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:199033</id>
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    <title>yay for blockbuster visits!</title>
    <published>2004-02-04T06:10:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-04T06:10:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>outkast "hey ya"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i hung out with my jen jen. i miss her. ate some dinner with her and i babbled. and i finally bought baseketball. i *love* that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go blockbuster for giving my vacation pay in a whopping-superhuge check of $55!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:missiela:198598</id>
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    <title>missiela @ 2004-01-30T20:45:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-31T04:45:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-31T04:46:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today was my last day in my department. monday i have to go to across that goddamned valley. the only plus-debbie is in the same building. somewhere i don't know, but she's there. it's my only comfort. i almost feel like i've been broken up with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks too. &lt;br /&gt;mark is the coolest 80's music loving, full metal jacket quoting, rubberband shooting guy in the whole friggin world. and i'm not going to be around him anymore.  : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it could be worse.</content>
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    <title>missiela @ 2003-12-30T22:51:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-31T06:51:59Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-31T06:52:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>deadsy "fox on the run"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yeah it's almost 11 i should be in bed right now, but i can't. internet, evil internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so damned tired.... physically that is because my mind won't stop racing, the bastard.</content>
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    <title>missiela @ 2003-09-22T22:35:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-23T05:35:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-23T05:35:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"i guess i'm what most people commonly refer to as the disgruntled Vietnam vet. i suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder, occasional bouts of malaria, flashbacks, nightmares, i got a steel plate in my ass, i wet the bed, i'm convinced that my body is being consumed by cancer which might explain my suicidal tendencies but, i can fly the hell out of a U-ie (sp?). lieutenant don g. coleman-at your disposal."&lt;br /&gt;---from the movie, best men</content>
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