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  <title>Where is my mind?</title>
  <subtitle>A Bitter Stranger</subtitle>
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    <name>A Bitter Stranger</name>
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  <updated>2009-09-29T01:32:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:47077</id>
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    <title>Gordon Ramsey is a fool.</title>
    <published>2009-09-29T01:32:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-29T01:32:35Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I worked incredibly hard on my first paper for this term. It was awful to write. I had to summarize an article claiming I (generation x) was total idiot incapable of my own thoughts. It was entitle &amp;quot;The Real Generation gap&amp;quot; and was by a pompous, hypocritical idiot by the name of Marianne Jennings. Look it up if you want to be annoyed. Back to the point. I was really proud of this paper. I get it back and it seems like I did absolutely nothing right. I received an 86, but I'm disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Bioology test was screwed up. The teacher didn't look at it until after handing it out. A fourth of the questions were from the old book. Another part of them were from a chapter we haven't even had a lecture on yet. He lest us finish that one and we get to take a proper test on Wednesday. Thank god because I only got a 75%. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm slacking too much and it is only the fourth (?) week of classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is starting to feel like autumn. I love this time of year. Everything looks beautiful, the air is brisk, and Halloween arrives! I love cold days because they are perfect for soft, warm blankets and good books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 21st birthday is in October. I think before I have too much Champagne and too many cherry bombs, I need to see &lt;em&gt;Where The Wild Things Are&lt;/em&gt;. Have you seen the trailer? AMAZING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="16" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not wait. I love it when childhood memories are done justice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my mom's birthday. I wish I could have afforded to buy her more, but hopefully she like what I could get her.</content>
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    <title>I've Been Ignoring You El-Jay</title>
    <published>2009-09-08T03:22:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-08T03:22:32Z</updated>
    <category term="the beatles"/>
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    <lj:music>Project Runway</lj:music>
    <content type="html">School resumes Wednesday and the timing couldn't be worse. Beatles Rock Band happens to come out the same day. I think I might just end up pulling an all-nighter. I want the remastered albums too. The box sets are all sold out, but more are being manufactured. I am a huge Beatles dork and it's sending me to the poor house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made the Dean's List for my first semester. I only had three classes so it isn't a big deal, but nice nonetheless. I'm taking Bio 211 and English. I am going to be swamped between writing papers and studying. I'm worried about Bio. I know I can handle it, but it is so stressful and time-consuming. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my patients might have had a stroke over the weekend. He had decreased motor function on one side of his face. I urged him to go to the hospital. I told me it was because of a sinus infection. I begged him. In the end I had to give up. I made my mom (and supervisor) talk to the patient. He went to the hospital after one phone conversation. I don't know if it's my age, but no one ever want to listen to me. I am so fed up with never being taken seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resident Evil 5 is such a good game.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:46474</id>
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    <title>I will never spend $5 in a better way.</title>
    <published>2009-08-19T00:24:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-19T00:24:24Z</updated>
    <category term="awesome shit"/>
    <category term="concert"/>
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    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Metric was AMAZING!&amp;nbsp;Righteous seems like the most appropriate word actually. Emily Haines remains my idol.They all basically went fucking insane on the stage, as expected, but nevertheless awesome! Hilarious banter ensued.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Enough love to fill up the sweet state of Ohio!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;Am I a hippy?&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;quot;I'd rather be a hippy than an asshole!&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't play Combat Baby. Why?&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:46334</id>
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    <title>At The Bottom</title>
    <published>2009-08-10T04:08:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-10T04:12:17Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Brand New - At The Bottom | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, Brand New's new single is certainly... different. Not only does their &amp;quot;sound&amp;quot; change from album to album, so does Jesse's voice. Is that twang I hear? As this is only the third song I've heard from Daisy, who knows what the rest of it will sounds like. I think I'm liking it though. Yeah, I'm liking it. I can see myself shouting this song tomorrow in the car and totally jamming out to it, a major plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, buying Brand New tickets, Psych test, Dad's house, paperwork is what my day is going to consist of tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am broke. I spent all of my money on a Blackberry Tour last Wednesday instead of going to class. Luckily I'm getting a massive paycheck tomorrow. I love my phone. Years I've waited for a Blackberry and at long last, I have the perfect gadget. Worth the wait for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My updates have been severely lacking. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:45904</id>
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    <title>My fake essay about meeting William Shatner. I am such a loser.</title>
    <published>2009-07-31T02:48:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-31T02:48:57Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;It was the longest car ride of my life and not only because of the distance, but also because of the incredible anticipation rising up inside of me. The breeze blowing through my hair and on my face was crisp and refreshing in the scorching heat. The music was loud and it felt like my heart was pounding to the beat of the thumping bass. Karmen and Liz are talking about some idiotic thing their father did yesterday morning, but I could care less.  They look like sisters, but they sure don&amp;rsquo;t act that way. I make some sarcastic comment; get a few laughs and the conversation resumes.  I drift off to sleep. It was the only thing left to do in a hot and crowded car after two days of driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&amp;rsquo;t remember when I fell asleep, but I remember that the first thing I saw when I awoke was giant banner declaring that Comic-con was starting today. It was now morning and after the tiresome drive we had finally made it to San Diego.  I wiped the sleep from my eyes and chugged the last of my sugar-free Red Bull. I didn&amp;rsquo;t need the caffeine, but drank it out of habit anyways. For the next four days I would be running on pure adrenaline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the hassle of checking into the remarkably cheap hotel and making our way up to the room, we all collapse on the poorly made beds. The room is clean, but we all shared the feeling that there was something lurking beneath the surface and probably the bathtub drain too. Although the looks of disgust had remained on our faces, we had saved money that we desperately needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The convention center was chaotic, swelling with bodies in a hurry to get where they wanted to be. It was booth after booth, costume after costume, and superheroes and villains were shouting insane remarks towards each other.  I&amp;rsquo;m positive that there was at least one light saber fight going on at all times. Writers and artists were gods among the fans and they were treated as such. It was easy to tell where they were at any give moment because the over-zealous crowds around them were enormous.  This was the pinnacle of all geekdom and we were right at the epicenter.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the end of the first three days we were dead tired. Our arms ached from carrying bags loaded with free trinkets booths were handing out like candy on Halloween, our feet throbbed from the constant walking, and our stomachs growled from skipping one too many meals.  When we returned to our sub-standard hotel that third evening, we could have cared less about the grimy conditions.  After a short siesta, it seemed that the need to fill our empty stomachs outweighed the pains echoing throughout our bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking a few blocks, we discovered a quaint little hole-in-wall restaurant. I can&amp;rsquo;t recall the name, but I will never forget the incredible smell of something delicious wafting out through the door.  As we were seated, I spied something, or someone I should say, at a delicately lit table in the corner of the dining room.  Once I realized whom that someone was, my jaw dropped, my eyes lit up and grew wide, and my heart started pounding out of my chest. It was William Shatner. I didn&amp;rsquo;t see the Priceline Negotiator or even T.J. Hooker, I saw none other than James Tiberious Kirk, Captain of the U.S.S. Enterprise.  I tried to gain composure, but it seemed impossible.  There he was, simply sitting there and enjoying dinner. As it seemed, he was an ordinary man, eating just like the rest of us. He must have witnessed our little group freak-out because as he made his way out of the restaurant, he stopped at our table. He so eloquently said, &amp;ldquo;Hello there, I&amp;rsquo;m William Shatner. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t help, but notice your Starfleet Badges there. You must be a fan of mine.&amp;rdquo;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slowly looked around our table and realized that all three of us had forgotten to remove them from our shirts when we left the hotel. The conversation that ensued was amazing. He was charming, down to Earth, and funny at all the right times. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t believe that someone to incredibly famous could be this humble and kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day he was a special guest at the convention. The line stretched for miles is seemed, filled with eager fans full of anticipation, memorabilia shaking in their hands as they waited to meet their hero and take a little piece of him with them. Time was running out and we decided not to wait in the line, but before we left we walked by the stage and he gave the three of us a little wink and waved goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my essay. I'm just over 50 words too long and don't know what to take out, or if I should just leave everything and hope for the best. What do you guys think? Any input?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to reading his autobiography now. I've always had a soft spot for the show, but now I'm slowly turning into a Trekie. Give me a few more months and I'll be ready to start in the third Trekies film. I just bought all three seasons of the original series on amazon and can not wait to watch them over and over again. There's also I Blu-Ray gift set of the new movie that comes complete with four replica Starfleet Badges. SO GETTING IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>fghtffyrpls @ 2009-07-29T21:08:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-30T01:16:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-30T01:16:41Z</updated>
    <category term="blah blah blah"/>
    <content type="html">I don't remember when my last update was, but I know it's been a while. Between work, school, and a new PS3 I've been a little pre-occupied. This certainly isn't the update my journal deserves after my long absence, but right now my writing skills are being directed towards my reflective essay about the time I met William Shatner. That event hasn't exactly happened yet, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed for Comic-Con next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot of things going on with me and there's been even more shopping. Today alone I ended up spending at least $200. I'm going to see if I can remember everything I've bought and list it later when I'm more motivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just ask why Cartoon Network and a whole bunch of weird reality shows now? Ghost Hunters with kids? Andrew WK?</content>
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    <title>When I actually have things to post about, I don't. This song... just is perfect.</title>
    <published>2009-05-23T02:29:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-23T02:29:11Z</updated>
    <category term="metric"/>
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    <lj:music>Metric - Twilight Galaxy | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="rightColumn" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did they tell you, you should grow up&lt;br /&gt; When you wanted to dream.&lt;br /&gt; Did they warn you, better shape up&lt;br /&gt; If you want to succeed&lt;br /&gt; I don't know about you, who are they talking to?&lt;br /&gt; They aren't talking to me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'm higher than high&lt;br /&gt; Lower than deep,&lt;br /&gt; I'm doing it wrong&lt;br /&gt; and singing along&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Go higher than high, lower than deep&lt;br /&gt; Keep doing it wrong and singing along&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Did I ask you for attention&lt;br /&gt; When affection is what I need&lt;br /&gt; Thinking sorrow is perfection,&lt;br /&gt; I'd wallow 'til you told me&lt;br /&gt; There's no glitter in the gutter,&lt;br /&gt; There's no twilight galaxy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Go higher than high, ooo&lt;br /&gt; Lower than deep, ooo&lt;br /&gt; Keep doing it wrong, ooo&lt;br /&gt; Singing along, ooo&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'm higher than high, ooo&lt;br /&gt;Lower than deep, ooo&lt;br /&gt; Doing it wrong, ooo&lt;br /&gt; and singing along, ooo&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I'm alright, c'mon baby&lt;br /&gt; I've seen all the demons that you've got.&lt;br /&gt; If you're not alright, now c'mon baby&lt;br /&gt; I'll pick you up and take you where you want&lt;br /&gt; Anywhere you want&lt;br /&gt; Anywhere you want&lt;br /&gt; Anywhere you want&lt;br /&gt; Anything you want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:45094</id>
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    <title>fghtffyrpls @ 2009-05-13T22:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-14T02:27:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-14T02:27:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just found out that King Of The Hill has been canceled to create room for a Family Guy spin-off. Yuck.</content>
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    <title>fghtffyrpls @ 2009-05-13T10:59:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-13T15:20:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-13T15:20:18Z</updated>
    <category term="baseball"/>
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    <lj:music>Margot &amp; the Nuclear So and So's - I Am A Lightning Rod | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I love WSU radio. They have always held the number one spot programmed in my car for those rare occasions I'm stuck without my iPod and I certainly don't know what these &amp;quot;cd&amp;quot; things people talk about are. Anyways, they play Margot &amp;amp; The Nuclear So and So's all of the time. Now they're playing songs from Animal! too. I don't know what student has that radio show, but I hope it is a cute single boy that I can meet one day soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you smell the desperation through the internet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wrote a review for something on sephora.com. Why? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon Platinum was clearly intended to rival crack when it comes to getting hooked. They are remaking Gold and Silver and I can't wait! That exclamation point sent me into ubergeek territory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a bunch of baseball cards yesterday. I need for the boxes of 2008 series to go on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a domestic violence issue with my favorite patient. I can't go into details, but there aren't many more things that cause me more anger and grief than that. I hope that any man that hurts a woman, let alone one as defenseless as this one, burns in hell. I hate not being able to fix things. Every time we take a step forward something cause us to take two steps back. This is the real reason I hate people, they fucking suck.</content>
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    <title>The Mets lost. Fuck that shit.</title>
    <published>2009-05-12T04:22:56Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-12T04:22:56Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Emily Haines &amp; The Soft Skeleton</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I think my distaste for people may be coming back to haunt me. I love what I do, but lately I am getting annoyed easier with patients and the teeniest little things. I get annoyed too easily anyways. I don't feel this way with all of my patients so maybe some of them are just downright annoying? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, I had a mishap with a visit today and had to have a different nurse go out. I get a call about ten minutes after everything had been sorted out telling me not to send anyone out to visit. We can't really do that. I ask why and they ramble off some mediocre excuses. I ask is they have the second nurses phone number and they do. Then I get asked to call that nurse and tell them to call the patient. What is the point of that? Why? I don't understand it. This happens a lot with this patient. It sounds so insignificant, but I honestly can't figure out why they have me do this? Uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting more visits now, which &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; mean a bigger paycheck. I suppose I shouldn't be complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will complain about paperwork though. I don't think I loathe anything quite so much at this point. I&amp;nbsp;get it done slightly faster now, but it still takes me several hours to complete. Maybe I'm some sort of retard nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to figure out what this &amp;quot;self-discipline&amp;quot; thing is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>fghtffyrpls @ 2009-05-08T23:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-09T03:41:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-09T03:41:07Z</updated>
    <category term="i could go shopping with the bags under"/>
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    <content type="html">Why does everyone on here have a life? I need more updates to read on Friday evenings. Productivity, I think not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've drank to much caffeine. My body is tired, but my mind is alert. Well I wouldn't actually call it alert, more like, barely functioning? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new last.fm today. I have no idea why. I'm not going to delete my other one this time. That was a mistake. I could of laughed at it so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The T-Mobile Blackberry commercial is stupid as all hell.</content>
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    <title>At least Margot will cheer me up tomorrow.</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T04:02:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T04:02:32Z</updated>
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    <category term="shoot them in the brain"/>
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    <content type="html">-I got shorted on my paycheck this week.&lt;br /&gt;-I have two new patients and work hasn't given me any info about them. That makes it hard to schedule the appointments I need to get in before the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to pay my overdue phone bill.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to my an overdue Express bill.&lt;br /&gt;-I have no idea what is going on with my Victoria Secret's card because I don't receive a thing in the mail. I'm apparently too lazy to look it up online.&lt;br /&gt;-Just like I'm too lazy to call Sinclair.&lt;br /&gt;-Just like I'm too lazy to schedule an oil change.&lt;br /&gt;-I am just a lazy fucking slob that is really down on herself and doesn't want pity because then she'll only feel worse about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just been one of those days/weeks/months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I can't ever get anything right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I wouldn't wake anyone up, I would be screaming at the top of my lungs right now.</content>
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    <title>Alright Mets, let's keep it together now.</title>
    <published>2009-04-23T00:57:22Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-23T00:57:22Z</updated>
    <category term="baseball"/>
    <category term="ds"/>
    <category term="fuck the cardinals and thier damn double"/>
    <category term="sick"/>
    <category term="john maine"/>
    <category term="lets go mets"/>
    <lj:music>ANTM / Mets vs. Cardinals</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am still feeling like crap, but I went out this afternoon and bought a frsh box of tissues + Vick's and some cold medicine. I think my mom is covering for me at work tomorrow, which is nice. Waking up early is bad enough, but when I'm ill every horrible symptom and feeling is magnified by a million. I will now be able to take my pm medication without worrying about being drowsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Gamestop and bought Chrono Trigger. It was on sale and came with some promo soundtrack. I figured that means it was meant to be. I played it for half an hour and realized that that game kicks ass. I knew it was supposed good for the SNES, but it definitely blew away my expectations. I also bought Advance Wars Dual Strike. I've yet to play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MLB.tv is amazing! I wish I had a faster internet connection though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOHN MAINE / JOHNNY ANGEL / JOHNNY CAKES is pitching tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JohnnyAngel.png"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/JohnnyAngel.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special shoutout to my girl Karmen (&lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_built_on_graves' lj:user='built_on_graves' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://built-on-graves.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://built-on-graves.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;built_on_graves&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;) for bringing my sick ass Chipotle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:43476</id>
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    <title>I'm too lazy to make a real update.</title>
    <published>2009-04-22T00:42:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-22T00:44:03Z</updated>
    <category term="ds"/>
    <category term="sick"/>
    <category term="food"/>
    <category term="margot"/>
    <category term="bullshit"/>
    <category term="reading"/>
    <category term="list"/>
    <lj:music>So Far Around The Bend - The National</lj:music>
    <content type="html">- The Margot &amp;amp; The Nuclear So and So's concert last Thursday was fantastic. They are incredible top notch, and in Casey Tennis' case, very funny performers. Every time I leave a show I&amp;nbsp;am completely happy. Words can't even describe the experience properly.&lt;br /&gt;- Best Week Ever is has gone way downhill. At least I can always count on my pretend boyfriend Joel McHale to deliver my celebrity gossip in the form of hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;- I want to get a new DS game. Pokemon Platinum, Professor Layton and the Curious Village, Chrono Trigger, Dragon Quest V, or Final Fantasy IV?&lt;br /&gt;- After a 8 year stint, I am eating and enjoying green beans again. Who knew how delicious those suckers are?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;A Million Little Pieces&lt;/em&gt; would be a wonderful book if I didn't know that the best parts were fiction.&lt;br /&gt;- I went over 190 minutes on my last billing cycle. For those of you not using Verizon, that's $85.50 worth. I increased my minutes for 20 bucks a month and they got rid of it. &lt;br /&gt;- I am sick. I can't tell if it's allergies or if I caught something from one of my patients. Either way, I'm going to need a new box of Vick's tissues by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:43157</id>
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    <title>Torrents Are Slow, BOO.</title>
    <published>2009-04-02T23:50:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-02T23:50:57Z</updated>
    <category term="money i don&amp;apos;t have anymore"/>
    <category term="road trip"/>
    <category term="shopping"/>
    <category term="books"/>
    <category term="music"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <lj:music>Troy (mmm Brad Pitt in a manskirt.)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=51JlQF9IhWL_SS500_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/51JlQF9IhWL_SS500_.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MillionLittlePieces.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/MillionLittlePieces.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=book_lock.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/book_lock.gif" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=oq-cover525x825.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/oq-cover525x825.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=199538_hi.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/199538_hi.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=V285779.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/V285779.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pBBW1-3569820dt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/pBBW1-3569820dt.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pBBW1-4759713dt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/pBBW1-4759713dt.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=screen-capture-14.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/screen-capture-14.png" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my download link for Fantasies two days ago. I didn't fall in love with it right away, but after a few listens, I can say it was worth the wait. Now I am anxiously anticipating all of the super neat-o Metric stuff coming in the mail. I also bought Ivana XL's two eps, but one was only available as a digital download. That's kind of a bummer, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to Bonnaroo, so much good music. It would almost make up for never, ever getting to go to SXSW. I&amp;nbsp;think maybe one hell of a huge road trip is in order for next year? Anyone want in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That nasty RETS business is officially taken care of. Now I just need to figure out where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:42983</id>
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    <title> am not going to school next week.</title>
    <published>2009-04-01T16:52:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-01T16:52:20Z</updated>
    <category term="school"/>
    <content type="html">Apparently there is a huge lawsuit pending against RETS College. On top of countless other things that make this school a terrible choice. Of course my mother (who went there also) decides to tell me this less than a week before I am supposed to start. I am so frustrated and angry right now. So Sinclair? Kettering School of Medical Arts? Who the hell knows?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:42055</id>
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    <title>A couple of quick things before I crash...</title>
    <published>2009-03-25T04:30:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-25T04:30:12Z</updated>
    <category term="sleep"/>
    <category term="aim"/>
    <category term="life sucks and then we die"/>
    <category term="ivana xl"/>
    <category term="bored"/>
    <category term="music"/>
    <category term="school"/>
    <category term="zzz&amp;apos;s"/>
    <lj:music>Ivana XL - Nobody Does It Better | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I made a new aim today, Margot &amp;amp; The Nuclear So and So's just inspired me. It is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger; "&gt;charmingwreck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Add me and im me because if I'm online, I am very bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivana XL is amazing and has a beautiful voice. Simple never sounded so good.&amp;nbsp;http://www.myspace.com/ivanaccc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have orientation for school tomorrow. I'm not sure how ready I am to go back, but I'm going back regardless. Starting April 6th I've got another 14 months of hell ahead of me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: larger; "&gt;JOY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:41933</id>
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    <title>I stole this lame meme from rabidgod.</title>
    <published>2009-03-23T02:09:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-23T03:09:12Z</updated>
    <category term="lame"/>
    <category term="bored"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <lj:music> the Nuclear So and So's - Whiskey Jingle (Demo) | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1. Make a list of 5 things you can see without getting up.&lt;br /&gt;giant piles of clean (or dirty?) clothes, ANTM marthon on the tele, the cutest dog in the world, can of diet coke, &amp;amp; my feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do you style your hair?&lt;br /&gt;I don't. I have never been on for styling my hair. On a good day I straighten it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What are you wearing now?&lt;br /&gt;Land of the Dead t, green shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What's your occupation?&lt;br /&gt;Licensed Practical Nurse (hell yea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The best thing to happen of you as late?&lt;br /&gt;I got a new car, Miss Sweet Dee Marvel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is one word you would use to describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What's your current fandom/obsession/addiction?&lt;br /&gt;I like a lot of things and tend to obsess over some of them, but I have no fandoms. I hate them and that word. I'll say Margot &amp;amp; The Nuclear So and So's though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What's the last thing you ate today?&lt;br /&gt;I had another roastburger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What song best describes you?&lt;br /&gt;O' What A Nightmare by Margot, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What websites do you visit when you go online?&lt;br /&gt;Facebook, LJ, last.fm, random music blogs, myspace, twitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's the last thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;roastburger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What are you listening to now?&lt;br /&gt;Margot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What do you think about before you go to bed?&lt;br /&gt;How early I have to get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What was the last CD you bought?&lt;br /&gt;Dark Was The Night and Graduation - Kanye West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What is your favorite weather and why?&lt;br /&gt;The jacket weather in fall is perfect. Not hot or cold, just right. Plus nothing is better than a fab jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you could play any musical instrument, which one would you play?&lt;br /&gt;Bass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;tired/bored/blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What's something you REALLY DON'T WANT TO DO&lt;br /&gt;Go get a physical, tb test, and drug test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What's one of your favorite movies?&lt;br /&gt;Waitress</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:41662</id>
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    <title>No kiss?</title>
    <published>2009-03-15T01:08:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-15T01:53:44Z</updated>
    <category term="boys"/>
    <category term="frustrated"/>
    <lj:music>Pixies - Wave of Mutilation | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Three dates and not even a kiss? What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy obviously likes me. What's the deal here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate making the first move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: Thank you aim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"so the next time we meet up we're gonna have to do a lot of kissing to make up for all the kissing we've been missing."</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:41433</id>
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    <title>Behold, Ms. Sweet Dee Marvel!</title>
    <published>2009-03-12T21:36:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-12T21:37:06Z</updated>
    <category term="date"/>
    <category term="guy"/>
    <category term="pictures"/>
    <category term="car"/>
    <category term="i am an idiot"/>
    <category term="new things"/>
    <category term="noel"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3110026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P3110026.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3110017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P3110017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3110018-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P3110018-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3110022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P3110022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3110020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P3110020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P3110019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P3110019.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2280005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P2280005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my date yesterday went really well. We went to Panera for lunch, where I proceeded to spill soup on the poor guy. I was mortified, but he helped me clean up the mess and was really cool about it. Aside from floor soup, I was almost shocked at how well it went. There weren't any awkward pauses in the conversation. We head over to Best Buy and he helps me to pick out a cable that will hook my iPod up to Ms. Sweet Dee Marvel. We played Rock Band 2. It was my public debut and his first time. We both were horrible. We will be going out again tomorrow, Friday the 13th. I can only imagine what I'll spill on him then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- He thinks Malkmus is a god too! How amazing!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:40954</id>
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    <title>Today I got a car!</title>
    <published>2009-03-11T03:05:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-11T03:05:42Z</updated>
    <category term="holy shit"/>
    <category term="fuck yes"/>
    <category term="car"/>
    <content type="html">I got a 2008 Dodge Avenger. I am in total shock that I actually own a car that is not a total piece of shit. I will post pictures soon, but for now I need to name it. I am thinking &amp;quot;Sweet Dee&amp;quot;. Suggestions? Perhaps after an actual Avenger?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps- my car has a refrigerator in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fghtffyrpls:40624</id>
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    <title>I did a bad thing.</title>
    <published>2009-03-04T21:57:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-04T21:57:40Z</updated>
    <category term="stupidity"/>
    <category term="car"/>
    <category term="mo money mo problems"/>
    <lj:music>Metric - Waves (Fantasies B-Side) | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Next week I'm going car shopping with my dad. He's not paying for it, but he is going to help me out with getting a loan (impossible now days) and all of that good stuff. Today while we were out to lunch he told me to make sure I save all of my money. I completely agreed with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until... I saw this: &lt;a href="http://ilovemetric.com/store/?utm_source=splash&amp;amp;utm_medium=ilm.com&amp;amp;utm_content=cta_minor&amp;amp;utm_campaign=030209_preorder"&gt;Yeah I bought the deluxe one.&lt;/a&gt; Oops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was limited to a mere 500 copies. If that doesn't scream &amp;quot;BUY&amp;nbsp;ME&amp;nbsp;MEOW!&amp;quot; I don't know what does. I think if you look at how much you're getting, it is totes worth it. This would be the first &amp;quot;fun&amp;quot; thing I've bought myself since I started working. I think I deserve it. I'm sure I can rationalize a trillion more reasons to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it won't come out of my account until it ships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Ground Control To Major Tom</title>
    <published>2009-02-28T04:11:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-28T04:11:45Z</updated>
    <category term="pos"/>
    <category term="fucked"/>
    <category term="car"/>
    <category term="crunk"/>
    <lj:music>Pitch Black Dream - Space Oddity | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I went to Toni's Wednesday night. We ate at P.F. Chang's and proceeded to go back to her apartment to get our drink on. Long story short, we went through a bottle of raspberry vodka and a 2-liter of Sprite. I woke up early because I had to go to work. I headed to Meijer's where I got two bottles of 7-Up and ibuprofen. Need I say why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I woke up and felt like I gad another hangover. Headache, dizzy, nauseous, and this time around, a sore throat. I started feeling a little better until I locked both sets of keys in my car after my first case this morning. I waited almost two hours outside. At one point there were three policemen watching my grandpa and uncle try breaking into my car. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm discussing my car, let me just say I hate it. I have a pretty bad oil leak and there's a rattling starting in my engine. Not to mention the transmission is acting wonky. I'm going to be needing one soon. How I can afford that, I have no idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Buy this car to drive to work. Drive to work to pay for this car&lt;/em&gt; - Handshakes, Metric&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things can become so frustrating so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Space Oddity has to be one of the best songs ever written, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Red Red Sun</title>
    <published>2009-02-24T03:23:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-24T03:25:18Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Ivana XL - Jesus Prayer | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I feel like a lazy, useless person because I don't like going to work. Let me rephrase that. I like what I do, I just don't enjoy the process of waking up, driving, and not being at home. I have a case right now that's twice a day. Driving there and back twice is a bit annoying, but I really seem to be getting along quite well with this patient. It only lasts two weeks and we'll have to see what happens from there. Tomorrow I'm learning about a new case. It's going to be 8am - 8pm. That's an awful shift. I plan on eventually only doing two days of this a week, but because we got this case on such short notice, chances are I'll be doing more than that for a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I just need to get used to working again. I also think it'd help if I had a regular schedule I could depend on. My mind craves consistency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivana XL is so very lovely, give her a listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new desk from IKEA. I love it. I'm pretty happy to have some matching furniture in my room now, rather than whatever I could get my hands on. OF course there's still a lot of progress to be made. By the time I'm happy with my room, I'll be moving out. I'm going to post picture of it tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my very first scrubs in the mail today. I've been wearing my mother's up to this point, all of which fit weird on me. There was one pair of pants that fit perfectly so I ordered two pairs in the same size. They do not fit and I'm pissed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dog eats lemonheads. Weird, right?</content>
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    <title>Pictures</title>
    <published>2009-02-17T03:14:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-17T03:19:55Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1234423374253.gif"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/1234423374253.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0207091735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/0207091735.jpg" style="width: 520px; height: 390px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I don't get to use this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0210091228b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/0210091228b.jpg" style="width: 517px; height: 387px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cinci Museum of Natural History last Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0216091604a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/0216091604a.jpg" style="width: 514px; height: 385px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother suffers from hyponostrilus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0216091653.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/0216091653.jpg" style="width: 507px; height: 379px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He also happens to only have a single large tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2150014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P2150014.jpg" style="width: 517px; height: 689px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed, take one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2150020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P2150020.jpg" style="width: 511px; height: 382px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bed, take two (yes, those are stuffed animals).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2150022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P2150022.jpg" style="width: 517px; height: 387px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2150025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P2150025.jpg" style="width: 512px; height: 682px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Cakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2150040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P2150040.jpg" style="width: 538px; height: 403px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to compete with Tubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://s90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P2150039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i90.photobucket.com/albums/k260/heyxsara/P2150039.jpg" style="width: 543px; height: 407px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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