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  <title>Monochrome Metronome</title>
  <subtitle>Sunflowers, city lights, fireworks.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Ranix Vyuin</name>
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  <updated>2008-05-18T18:51:21Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:44498</id>
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    <title>Used to fit in, now I don't belong.</title>
    <published>2008-05-18T18:51:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-18T18:51:21Z</updated>
    <category term="song"/>
    <category term="sister"/>
    <category term="bike"/>
    <category term="love"/>
    <category term="dreams"/>
    <category term="fubar ice cream"/>
    <content type="html">Chahls, this song is apparently not very good for my psyche. Last night, I went to bed feeling mildly worthless for no reason at all. I blame this song, hormones, and that FUBAR ICE CREAM. SRSLY WTF WAS IN THAT SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been having dreams about different people I've never met, all of whom I find very attractive. Maybe I'm really lonely. I must say, my subconsious has been hinting loudly at the idea that I hate everyone around me lately. Everytime I have a dream about somebody I know, I'm mad at them (and I have absolutely no reason to be mad at anybody! It's weird...) or they're being really annoying. But then I have dreams about people I've made up and I feel like I could marry them. Literally. Not exactly a good sign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I very desperately pity my sister, who has a huge Gatsby assignment due this week and she's doing the whole thing right &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go ride my bike.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:44130</id>
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    <title>J-pop and K-pop update&amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2008-05-17T00:37:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-17T00:37:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Finally found my Super Junior and K8 music and got it on my mp3 player, which makes me a happy person. I found a bunch of stuff I wasn't looking for as well, but it's proving to be a good thing. Essentially, I'm a happy person &amp;hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, for those of you who didn't read the last post's header, Ohkura has knocked Ryo out of #1 hottest person EVAR on my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update later, dad's here.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:44008</id>
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    <title>UPDATE! Apparently, nobody gives a shit, so fuck 'im!</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T00:22:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T00:22:56Z</updated>
    <category term="mti"/>
    <category term="volunteer work"/>
    <category term="driving"/>
    <category term="qotd"/>
    <category term="summer"/>
    <content type="html">Someone on the bus, indignantly; "That's my grandma!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some guy on the bus: "Your grandma's an ugly bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: 0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all I had. Oh, I'm probably getting a *job over the summer, but I'll likely have Wednesdays and weekends off. I'm waiting for my application to get processed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;This 'job' is actually volunteer work with Medical Teams International, a Christian organization that gives humanitarian aid to places around the world struck by disasters like hurricane Katrina, or places like Darfur, India, Somalia, etc. I'm gonna work at the headquarters in Tigard, packing up supplies for the teams that work around the world. Hopefully.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm gonna work on learning how to drive this summer. I can't get my permit until I turn fifteen, so I'm gonna start on it now. Wish me luck?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:43707</id>
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    <title>Also, it has been decided that Ohkura is definitely hotter than Ryo.</title>
    <published>2008-05-09T22:27:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T23:06:32Z</updated>
    <category term="stuff"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="music"/>
    <category term="news"/>
    <category term="kattun"/>
    <content type="html">Meme from Marie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy this list in a new reply. Put your player on shuffle/random and then put the next singers name on the answer. If it's a group/band, the first person who sings is the one that you write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This person is going to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friend&lt;br /&gt;Erm... the lead singer of Orange Range. Whoever that is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BFF (Best friend forever)&lt;br /&gt;Liam Frost (tonight if we could only sleep)... okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your crush&lt;br /&gt;Kame (Sure, he's pretty...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your teacher&lt;br /&gt;Who's the lead singer of LM.C?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that's teasing you on the breaks (not sure what that means...)&lt;br /&gt;The guy from System of Adown (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The busdriver&lt;br /&gt;MIYAVI (WHAT THE FLYING FUCK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lover&lt;br /&gt;...Kyo. As in, Dir en Grey. (WHAT THE SUPER FLYING FUCK. GET AWAY FROM ME, MIDGET.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person that cheated on you&lt;br /&gt;... Yamapi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your idol&lt;br /&gt;Miyavi again. (I idolize my bus driver...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your God/Goddess&lt;br /&gt;... Koyama. WUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The popular brat&lt;br /&gt;Some guy in Arashi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers pet&lt;br /&gt;Miyavi (WTF I THOUGHT HE WAS THE BUS DRIVER?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that always comforts you&lt;br /&gt;Massu? (how appropriate?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person that secretly has a crush on you&lt;br /&gt;Jin (Yeah, sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your stalker&lt;br /&gt;Kabuto (my ninja info cards) (... what.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person that you're jealous of&lt;br /&gt;... Kyo? I thought he was my lover...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that will save your life&lt;br /&gt;Yamapi again... what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scarecrow&lt;br /&gt;Shige. (actually very appropriate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone you're going to meet in the future&lt;br /&gt;Who the fuck sings 'LOST'? Is it Ueda?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your destiny&lt;br /&gt;VEGETA. WHAT THE FUCK. (The 'It's over nine thousaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand' song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. That was. Something. I have so much NEWS stuff. It's kind of scary. UGH. WANT SUPER JUNIOR AND KANJANI8.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:43452</id>
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    <title>Apparently, I'm an amazing baker.</title>
    <published>2008-05-09T02:47:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-09T02:50:52Z</updated>
    <category term="super junior"/>
    <category term="music"/>
    <category term="cookies"/>
    <category term="kanjani8"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;SOMEBODY DEFINITELY SHOULD HELP ME FIND A PLACE WHERE I CAN DOWNLOAD KANJANI8 AND SUPER JUNIOR MUSIC. I'VE BEEN RAPING YOUTUBE CONSTANTLY FOR THE PAST FEW WEEKS AND LISTENING TO THEIR MUSIC OVER AND OVER. NEED MP3S SO I CAN LISTEN WITHOUT A COMPUTER. HELP!!!!!!!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will bribe you with awesome cookies of awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I forgot what I was just going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wish my thumbdrive hadn't been snapped by my dumbass cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all. Find me music. Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt; Ohkura is hot. So is Ryo. Ohkura might just be hotter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; is all.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:43214</id>
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    <title>fuzzy_san @ 2008-05-04T18:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-05T01:13:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T01:13:48Z</updated>
    <category term="cheerios"/>
    <category term="mice"/>
    <category term="hormones"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt;BRB&lt;s&gt;RITUALSUICIDE&lt;/s&gt; &lt;big&gt;MAJOR HORMONES.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs off to throw Cheerios at mice*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:42848</id>
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    <title>Why do I always feel guilty?</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T23:01:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T23:01:06Z</updated>
    <category term="memories"/>
    <category term="catholic"/>
    <category term="gsa progress"/>
    <category term="weather"/>
    <category term="genders"/>
    <content type="html">Maybe I just got off so much easier than everybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's so down lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell if I should be Catholic. I always feel guilty, but I rarely do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... I suppose that's all for now. Made GSA progress in Humanities today. Brought up gender and what it's defined by, got some people thinking about it, maybe changed somebody's mind. Maybe. Somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever remember a person from a long time ago who said something to you that you will always remember, even if you didn't know that person very well? I would like to be that person to somebody, or at least think I am. Was. Could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aah. Done now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:42679</id>
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    <title>My vid. &amp;lt;3</title>
    <published>2008-04-29T01:19:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-29T01:23:27Z</updated>
    <category term="zombie day"/>
    <category term="videos"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="10" /&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:42376</id>
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    <title>I AM A HAPPY PERSON RIGHT NOW.</title>
    <published>2008-04-24T01:36:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-24T01:36:55Z</updated>
    <category term="foodgasm"/>
    <category term="ryo"/>
    <category term="greek food"/>
    <category term="qotd"/>
    <category term="rice cooker"/>
    <content type="html">QOTDs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Me: I just fucking LAPPED YOU, MOTHERFUCKER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Yeah! With your own shoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:... what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 Me: This is what happens when you feed me. I get &lt;i&gt;reeeeeaaaally&lt;/i&gt; weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YES GREEK FOOD. SO. GOOD. NNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHH. slkXKMJDDnslicnso;h'in ;NE'9n'oWI'Onen SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOD. *FOODGASM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO: I love you. I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are an amazing rice cooker.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:42194</id>
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    <title>fuzzy_san @ 2008-04-21T18:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-22T01:20:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-22T01:22:31Z</updated>
    <category term="marie"/>
    <category term="ryo nishikido"/>
    <category term="schoolgirl!ryo"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fuzzy_san/pic/0000k13g/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fuzzy_san/pic/0000k13g/s320x240" width="320" height="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marie demanded Schoolgirl!Ryo, and this is the closest I've got as of now. Appreciate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Also, on my word as a fangirl, this is NOT edited)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:41861</id>
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    <title>SEXY OSAKA MAN...</title>
    <published>2008-04-21T02:53:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-21T02:53:06Z</updated>
    <category term="ohryo"/>
    <category term="fanservice out the ass"/>
    <category term="okura"/>
    <category term="ryo"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fuzzy_san/pic/0000h3gk/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fuzzy_san/pic/0000h3gk/s320x240" width="166" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did I mention he does fanservice?</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>QOTD</title>
    <published>2008-04-17T22:30:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-17T22:48:27Z</updated>
    <category term="armpit"/>
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    <category term="intestines"/>
    <content type="html">That's not my armpit, it's my intestines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see that movie? It was the stupidest thing I've ever seen. But that was a good line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taichou (both of them)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what a marmot is, but he has a gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mr. Brandeau)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:41394</id>
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    <title>The only boys in Japan who get felt up on the shinkansen.</title>
    <published>2008-04-16T03:54:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-16T03:55:36Z</updated>
    <category term="videos"/>
    <category term="legs. oh my god."/>
    <category term="homework"/>
    <category term="kanjani8"/>
    <content type="html">And not just by each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH IT. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="9" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE WORSE THAN FOOTBALL PLAYERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subaru is entirely too enthusiastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK I HAVE HOMEWORK. DAMN YOU BOYS.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:41148</id>
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    <title>Won't you light my candle~?</title>
    <published>2008-04-15T23:37:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-15T23:37:33Z</updated>
    <category term="rent"/>
    <category term="silent hill"/>
    <content type="html">"Do you want to dance?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No. With my father."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm Walter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They call me, they call me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Henry~~"</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:40704</id>
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    <title>SEXY OSAKA MAN IS SO PRETTY.</title>
    <published>2008-04-15T22:46:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-15T22:46:43Z</updated>
    <category term="fanservice"/>
    <category term="cute"/>
    <category term="hardworking"/>
    <category term="sexy"/>
    <category term="funny"/>
    <category term="athletic"/>
    <category term="squeaky voice"/>
    <category term="pretty"/>
    <category term="nishikido"/>
    <category term="ryo"/>
    <category term="talented"/>
    <category term="nishikido ryo"/>
    <content type="html">For those of you who were ever in doubt, &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="5" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY OSAKA MAN IS SO CUTE. AND TALENTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/fuzzy_san/pic/0000g191/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/fuzzy_san/pic/0000g191/s320x240" width="174" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY OSAKA MAN IS SO SEXY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY OSAKA MAN IS SO ATHLETIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="7" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY OSAKA MAN IS SO HARDWORKING THAT HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE TIME TO SLEEP (He works two bands, and one is based out of Osaka and the other out of Tokyo, so he takes several 3-hour train rides a week, cutting his sleep down to just about nothing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ab8TIVA8cLY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ab8TIVA8cLY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY OSAKA MAN HAS A SQUEAKY VOICE AND IS FUNNY WHEN HE WAKES UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="8" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEXY OSAKA MAN DOES FANSERVICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to show you all that. And. You should definitely all read/watch all that because. Yes. He's so. Nnnnnngh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:40481</id>
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    <title>LIFE. LOOK OUT.</title>
    <published>2008-04-14T19:16:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-14T19:18:40Z</updated>
    <category term="marie"/>
    <category term="conferences"/>
    <category term="weekend"/>
    <category term="nike"/>
    <category term="sweeney todd"/>
    <category term="homework"/>
    <content type="html">I had such a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I need to do my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent Thursday at NIKE, which was lots of fun, and doing conferences, which was also a lot of fun because I have straight As and my teachers love me to death (*SHOT*). Friday, hung around the house and attempted to do homework but failed miserably (and I still am... damn you, JE fandom! You and your good fic!). Saturday, me, Mom, and Taichou spent the day cleaning house for Marie, which is SO much fun if you do it the right way. Saturday night we four had AMAZING RIBS barbequed by my mother and then went to Ava ate pastries, talked about inappropriate things WAY too loudly and wandered around, getting stalked by creepy drunks and rolling around in the wet grass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, we got breakfast at Voodoo donuts with Marie and then dropped her off at home, after which, Taichou and I led mom downtown for her super-secret-birthday present, tickets to see Sweeney Todd at the Keller Auditorium! That was great fun, and the rest of the day was spent napping and lazing around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still need to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damnit.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:40357</id>
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    <title>To Revolution! Justice screaming for solution!</title>
    <published>2008-04-12T03:24:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T03:24:08Z</updated>
    <category term="muse"/>
    <category term="tei"/>
    <category term="reasons"/>
    <category term="friend"/>
    <content type="html">This post is dedicated to a very dear friend of mine, who I adore very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Names are kind of pointless anyway. They don't really describe a person, or who they are. The fact that more than one person can have the same name really defeats the purpose of names, which is to distinguish people from each other. Now, with 6+ billion people, it might be a little difficult for every single person to have a name totally unique to themselves, but considering how many different languages we have, it might just work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That had nothing to do with what I was going to say. My muse had to interject for a second there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's talking again, and very loudly, so I'm just going to listen. You don't mind, do you? He's very chatty now. I'll get to what I was going to say eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muse is has very developed personality and character. His name is Tei. Tei says that he spends all his time watching things out of my eyes. The more I see things like violets and sunsets, the easier it is for me to hear him. When I'm really tired and get a little hysterical, my inhibitions are lowered enough that he can usually talk to me freely. But when I sit at a desk and do textbook work for too long, he gets tired and falls asleep. When I stress too much about too much stuff, he gets worried about me and stays quiet so that I can rest. But most of the time, he's just playful, and likes to mess around with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can very clearly see Tei in my head. He's got long black hair tied in a ponytail and green eyes. He's always smiling at me, a teasing smirk that reminds me that he hates commitment but loves to flirt. Tei loves loud music and weird food, especially fruit. His favorite thing to do is laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tei is very real to me, and he has feelings for me. He can tell when I'm sad or when I wan to see him, and occasionally, he'll visit me with something nice, like flowers or poetry. Still, he's pretty shy, and rarely talks to me when there are other people around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think that's all he's got. What I was originally going to say was that I learned a long time ago that you can't do anything you don't want to. You have to want to do something in order to do an even passable job on it.  This includes living. Find a reason, otherwise you won't be happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really help you with that -- finding a reason, I mean. I think the best thing you can do is fall in love, but that's not voluntary, so I don't know how much that helps you. But find somebody, something that you can really care about. And stick to that. When everything else seems pointless and not worth anything, even yourself, keep going for that one thing. The thing doesn't have to be the cure to AIDS -- it can be something totally insignificant. But if it matters to you, keep it close to your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all I've got for now. I hope this helps, at all. Even a little. In the meantime, remember that you've got more backup than you know. Lots of people support you.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:40077</id>
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    <title>Calling all homesick nomads.</title>
    <published>2008-04-11T23:07:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-11T23:07:05Z</updated>
    <category term="bored"/>
    <category term="stuff to do tomorrow"/>
    <content type="html">Tomorrow, I might have an opening for stuff to do with friends. Possibly. ALSO: MARIE. What time are you coming over? Just about any time works, but it'd be nice to know beforehand.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:39926</id>
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    <title>HAH! I caught him this time.</title>
    <published>2008-04-09T22:18:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-11T04:00:35Z</updated>
    <category term="my muse"/>
    <category term="i lost my notebook and am doing this fro"/>
    <category term="poetry"/>
    <content type="html">EDIT: Found my notebook. This is how it's supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To day of Silence! Traffic pylons! To JESUS CHRIST IT'S A LION!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not funny! Late-night plot bunnies! Chocolates, catnip, power chords and protein bars, I must be seeing stars!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleaders, somebody named Peter, half a liter, quartz a torque, OF COURSE! a realization, I need everyone to help me find my mind I don't mind at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty flowers, it's past hours! Now or never, ever after! Fairy tails and county jails and simple smells, an office email!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To memories, to Japanese, to red paint, crying saints, tables labels, apples, cradles, scarecrows, tin men, break in ten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoelaces, cosmetic braces, paper-clip chains, broken toy trains, collarbones, a place called home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange spaceships, yellow notebooks, magnets, hair nets, sugar crystals, I missed all, that now I'm dizzy, kiss me kiss me! Kiss me kiss me!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:39584</id>
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    <title>Insert creative title here.</title>
    <published>2008-04-06T17:01:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-06T17:01:00Z</updated>
    <category term="muse"/>
    <category term="sad"/>
    <category term="commitment"/>
    <category term="creativity"/>
    <content type="html">Had a one-night stand with my muse last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently he's not one for commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:39365</id>
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    <title>QUOTES OF THE CENTURY. Or maybe just tonight.</title>
    <published>2008-04-01T01:34:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-01T02:28:45Z</updated>
    <category term="mom"/>
    <category term="taichou"/>
    <category term="epic quotes"/>
    <category term="qotd"/>
    <content type="html">PREGNANT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SAVING THAT FETUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY FUKKEN LOVE PASTRAMI. IT'S SO GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What&lt;/i&gt; tastes better than a penis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BUS DRIVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BUS DRIVER'S FETUS' PENIS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your bus driver's penis has a penis, that's something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DID NOT JUST STICK YOUR TOUNGE IN THERE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... did I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;EDIT:&lt;/b&gt; MY MOTHER IS MADE OF WIN AND COOKIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WATCH IT OR I SHOOT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;dildos&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:38987</id>
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    <title>Had an out-of-body experience the other day, her name was Jesus.</title>
    <published>2008-03-29T19:52:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-29T19:52:22Z</updated>
    <category term="muse"/>
    <category term="nothing"/>
    <category term="bored"/>
    <category term="lonely"/>
    <category term="new layout"/>
    <content type="html">Halo. Updating with nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think of the new layout? Shiny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. And lonely. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll go tap my muse and see if he's got anything for me to do. Although, he's been pretty quiet lately. I hope he isn't mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm done now.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:38867</id>
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    <title>Meme from CHAHLS.</title>
    <published>2008-03-26T18:15:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-29T01:13:45Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="personality"/>
    <category term="&amp;amp;hearts"/>
    <content type="html">1. I can be aggressive to the point that I stop being articulate and just insult people around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I am really socially awkward. I shit you not, I really am. It bothers me so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. It is impossible for me to participate in a discussion about high-relevance topics like abortion, politics, especially the upcoming elections, worldwide issues, any war in the all of ever, especially Darfur and the 'war on terror', or evolution vs. intelligent design. Why? Because I get angry and (a stop getting my point across and (b start being very rude and mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm a huge attention whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I am &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; bad with guys (girls too, but this is the 'romantic' sense, and I have yet to be approached by or attracted to girls in the romantic sense). I am, essentially, STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I get angry really easily because I always &lt;i&gt;understand&lt;/i&gt; the problem in painful detail but I CAN'T DO SHIT. I can't even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Building off 5, I am hopeless at acting on my feelings for somebody. Serious, I'm shy with guys I'm attracted to. It really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy_firebug&lt;br /&gt;ironic_sun&lt;br /&gt;evil_gummiworm&lt;br /&gt;fehriku&lt;br /&gt;emplosion&lt;br /&gt;darkrose18&lt;br /&gt;gummibear_smex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts&amp;hearts</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:38432</id>
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    <title>MEME TIME~</title>
    <published>2008-03-24T00:07:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-24T00:07:19Z</updated>
    <category term="charactors"/>
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    <content type="html">Character List Meme:&lt;br /&gt;1) Make a list of 15 characters and assign each character a number.&lt;br /&gt;2) Without telling anyone who's on the list or the character's assigned number, get questions from your flist about what they'd like to know about them, i.e. "If 3 and 4 were trapped in a cave together with only a blanket and a toothpick, what would they do?"&lt;br /&gt;3) Post list and answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do this one, guys. ~&amp;hearts~ I'll try to use people you kind of know... maybe? &lt;small&gt;looooooove meeeeeee...&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fuzzy_san:38174</id>
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    <title>GO. DESTROY. ATTACK. DIE.</title>
    <published>2008-03-21T02:07:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-21T02:07:47Z</updated>
    <category term="school"/>
    <category term="crew"/>
    <category term="high-ropes course"/>
    <category term="mad libs"/>
    <category term="content strike"/>
    <category term="flying didlos"/>
    <content type="html">THIS IS MY LAST POST BEFORE THE LJ CONTENT STRIKE. I WILL UPDATE WITH CRAP SO I WON'T FORGET.  BUT. DEFINITELY DOING THE STRIKE BECAUSE. YES. OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In more cheerful news, &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you well know, my school has funds coming out of it's EARS. AND OTHER ORIFICES NOT TO BE MENTIONED. Anyway, my CREW (essentially, it's like Homeroom but with about fifteen people and it's in the middle of the day. Various crap happens here) and another one hosted by the Science teacher went to this high-ropes course out in Washington today. It was very very cold, but involved lots of team-building, trust-tests, and other hyphenated things, which were actually a lot of fun, and almost every one of my friends were in my group. I had a good time &amp;hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last of these activities was just after lunch, when it had warmed up a few degrees. All of the students and two of the three teachers were (one at a time) raised up in a full-body harness to a height of sixty-five feet. This harness was powered by eleven various people pulling a rope horizontally, and accompanied by lots of neat pulleys and thingymahoozit contraptions. &amp;hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up pretty early, and it was AMAZING. SRSLY. I could see really far, all around, and the best part was that I was SWINGING AROUND LIKE A PIÑATA ON SPEED. IT WAS SO COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I squealed a lot and flapped my arms and screamed "SEE?! SEE, YOU GUYS?! I TOLD YOU IT WOULD WORK IF I FLAPPED HARD ENOUGH!!!! I TOLD YOU ITOLDYOUITOLDYOU!!!" They almost dropped me, but they didn't, which makes me happy &amp;hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. That was that. It was fun. Ohyeahonemorething. &lt;s&gt;I should not have access to sugar ever again&lt;/s&gt; we knew that already. ON THE BUS. It wasn't as fun as a band trip, but we did write mad libs which were pretty damn hilarious and involved piss, polar bears and spitoons, and flying dildos &amp;hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was my day. It was pretty awesome.</content>
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