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  <title>They say I'm a troubled boy jsut because....</title>
  <subtitle>I like to destroy all the things that bring idiots joy.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Sullivan Ramirez</name>
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  <updated>2007-03-27T23:03:02Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:175962</id>
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    <title>I am a geek.</title>
    <published>2007-03-27T23:03:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-27T23:03:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just may very well get paid to play video games as a job.  I am not kidding.  &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is the interview and from what they said...I'll have more work on my plate than hours in a day.  Woo.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:175736</id>
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    <title>I have a secert.  (yes, secert)</title>
    <published>2007-03-23T06:56:36Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-23T06:56:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">K,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I could love you.  &lt;br /&gt;I think I may love you.&lt;br /&gt;I think too much.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry if I hurt you in the end.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:175547</id>
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    <title>High on Infinty b-side</title>
    <published>2007-03-14T17:35:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-14T17:35:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>It's hard to say "I Do" when I don't.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I speak fast and I'm not gonna repeat myself&lt;br /&gt;So listen carefully to every word I say:&lt;br /&gt;"I'm the only one who's gonna get away with making excuses today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"&lt;br /&gt;Blackmailed myself&lt;br /&gt;Cause I ain't got anyone else&lt;br /&gt;"This is a stick up&lt;br /&gt;Give us all your inspiration"&lt;br /&gt;I've got the red carpet blues baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Put your hands in the air and don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;But don't get the wrong idea&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna shoot you&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna shoot you&lt;br /&gt;And there's nothing in your head or pocket, throat or wallet&lt;br /&gt;That could change just how this goes&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I said that I'd return to you I meant more like a relapse&lt;br /&gt;Now again I think "His and her's" "For better or worse"&lt;br /&gt;But the only ring I want buried with me are the ones around my eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have"&lt;br /&gt;I've got the red carpet blues baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't get the wrong idea&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna shoot you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:175215</id>
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    <title>I CANT HELP IT</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T20:08:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T20:08:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>G.I.N.A.S.F.S - Fall Out Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Some old habits die hard, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've loved everything about you that hurts,&lt;br /&gt;So let me see your moves,&lt;br /&gt;Let me see your moves,&lt;br /&gt;Lips pressed close to mine&lt;br /&gt;True Blue, but the prince of any failing empire knows that&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants&lt;br /&gt;Everybody wants to drive on through the night,&lt;br /&gt;If it's the drive back home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't the same anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Some nights it gets so bad that I almost pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;Trade Baby Blues, for Wide-Eyed Browns&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with your old shirts&lt;br /&gt;And walk through this house in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;I know it's strange&lt;br /&gt;It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've already given up on myself twice&lt;br /&gt;{But the} third time is the charm,&lt;br /&gt;Third time is the charm&lt;br /&gt;Threw caution to the wind,&lt;br /&gt;But I've got a lousy arm,&lt;br /&gt;And I've traced your shadows on the wall&lt;br /&gt;Now I kiss them whenever I'm down,&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I'm down&lt;br /&gt;{Just kind of} figured on&lt;br /&gt;Not figuring myself out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things aren't the same anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Some nights it gets so bad that I almost pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;Trade Baby Blues, for Wide-Eyed Browns&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with your old shirts&lt;br /&gt;And walk through this house in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;I know it's strange&lt;br /&gt;It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born under a bad sign,&lt;br /&gt;But you saved my life&lt;br /&gt;That night on the roof of your hotel&lt;br /&gt;"Cross my heart and hope to die,&lt;br /&gt;Splinter from the headboard in my eye"&lt;br /&gt;Photo-proofed kisses I remember so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trade Baby Blues, for Wide-Eyed Browns&lt;br /&gt;I sleep with your old shirts&lt;br /&gt;And walk through this house in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;I know it's strange&lt;br /&gt;It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to love you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:175023</id>
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    <title>Luck</title>
    <published>2007-03-04T18:19:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-04T22:21:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am NOW out of debt AND a few grand ahead.  This puts me in an awesome position to go to UTI.  Either way, I've begun planning my move to Arizona this summer.  I will be staying with my cousin Manuelito.  I have not seen that guy in a few years but as kids we were very close so I expect good things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving this town.  I'm going to the school I want.  I now have the cash to do something incredibly stupid and rash but the urge to do so is nowhere to be found.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear I've lost my inner child.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:174774</id>
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    <title>The thoughts swell up and the lips began to back peddle.</title>
    <published>2007-02-26T18:25:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-26T18:25:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">T:  So, how does it feel?&lt;br /&gt;R:  How does what feel?&lt;br /&gt;T:  Doing what you did to your own friend...&lt;br /&gt;R:  Who are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;T:  You play the part better than I thought you would.&lt;br /&gt;R:  ...&lt;br /&gt;T:  You looked him in the eye and smiled while you pressed the point into his spine.  It was cold and ruthless...I like this side of you.&lt;br /&gt;R:  Shut up!  I'm just a victim of circumstance.  I had no other option then to let it happen.  There was no other way.  &lt;br /&gt;T:  It is fun, isn't it?  I just love the way you rationalize everything...even when you should be mad.  You bottle it all up, I can see it buried underneath everything else.  &lt;br /&gt;R:  Fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;T:  Ha, feel guilty?  How could you not, your hand was in this from the beginning.  What do you think they will say to you when they figure it all out?  &lt;br /&gt;R:  I'll tell him the truth before that.&lt;br /&gt;T:  No, you won't.  You're just wishing they'll forget the whole thing but you and I know the truth.  You're not sleeping as long as you used to, are you?  It is quite a shame you know, I really do like this side of you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:174345</id>
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    <title>Jesus Christ</title>
    <published>2007-02-16T06:13:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-16T06:13:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Jesus Christ, that's a pretty face &lt;br /&gt;The kind you'd find on someone I could save &lt;br /&gt;If they don't put me away &lt;br /&gt;Well, it'll be a miracle &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe you're missing out &lt;br /&gt;That everything good is happening somewhere else? &lt;br /&gt;But with nobody in your bed &lt;br /&gt;The night's hard to get through &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will die all alone &lt;br /&gt;And when I arrive I won't know anyone</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:174315</id>
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    <title>GraRWrarwrarwrarwarwrRARWRARWRARWR</title>
    <published>2007-01-24T22:11:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-24T22:11:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Presets - Steamworks</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've been wanting to tell you something, you know.....&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell you...everything.&lt;br /&gt;Every time I see you or hear your voice or dream about you...the words begin to form.&lt;br /&gt;It's always the same...it starts off slow and just begins to pick up speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It always gets out of control.  The words and thoughts and emotions forming into one long string of nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot sort it out...&lt;br /&gt;I cannot find the beginning nor the end of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I can see your eyes and that smug smirk, I know.&lt;br /&gt;You have me where you want me.&lt;br /&gt;You have all the power now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've always had all the power and I never realized it.&lt;br /&gt;I can't look away and so....&lt;br /&gt;everything I want to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;everything I'd ever want us to be,&lt;br /&gt;everything this pathetic boy could ever utter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is all lost in that instant.&lt;br /&gt;My words and thoughts are not enough.&lt;br /&gt;I throw up a little into the back of my mouth &lt;br /&gt;My brain nothing more than a smoldering ruin.&lt;br /&gt;I try to make a sound, any sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing happens you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We part ways again as we always do.&lt;br /&gt;The drive home is always the same too.&lt;br /&gt;It is slow and silent, it is always slow and silent.&lt;br /&gt;I'm shifting gears with shaking hands and missing all 3 pedals with unsteady feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you.  I hate you.  I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:173860</id>
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    <title>And</title>
    <published>2007-01-21T12:18:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-21T12:18:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sully don't sleep no more, no sir, not on cold nights like this.&lt;br /&gt;Sully don't know why he feels everything at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is bothering him more than he can say.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:173677</id>
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    <title>No matter what happens..</title>
    <published>2007-01-21T09:21:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-21T09:25:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...someone is bound to get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not posted anything substantial in many many months.&lt;br /&gt;I know this because I've been wanting to say so much more than I have been lately.&lt;br /&gt;The words travel the length to my fingers but fall apart before the thought is finished.&lt;br /&gt;I've gained some ground you could say, and found what I was looking for.&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;I did not find hope or god or some other form of enlightenment.&lt;br /&gt;I found out enough about myself to finally know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;The pieces all fell into place but I was just looking at the map upside down.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is....that all the instructions were never completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the fun part, getting to point B from point A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more I'd like to say but as it is now...the words just rot and fall away far too soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just..to those who fight,&lt;br /&gt;to those who give up,&lt;br /&gt;and those who leave us behind...&lt;br /&gt;They're all so selfish.&lt;br /&gt;Thay're all so selfish and they all betray my trust.&lt;br /&gt;Even...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:173414</id>
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    <title>1stoopidfool @ 2007-01-19T20:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-01-20T04:37:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-20T04:37:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate saying goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;I really really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did just that today, to someone who I had known long enough to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so whiny.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:173066</id>
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    <title>This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race.</title>
    <published>2007-01-14T05:48:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-14T05:48:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am an arms dealer &lt;br /&gt;Fitting you with weapons in the form of words &lt;br /&gt;And don't really care, which side wins &lt;br /&gt;As long as the room keeps singing &lt;br /&gt;That's just the business I'm in &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;I'm not a shoulder to cry on, but I digress &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man &lt;br /&gt;And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate &lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man &lt;br /&gt;And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote the gospel on giving up &lt;br /&gt;But the real bombshells have already sunk &lt;br /&gt;At night we're painting your trash gold while you sleep &lt;br /&gt;Crashing not like hips or cars &lt;br /&gt;No, more like p-p-p-parties &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;Bandwagon's full. Please, catch another &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man &lt;br /&gt;And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate &lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man &lt;br /&gt;And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the boys who the dance floor didn't love &lt;br /&gt;And all the girls whose lips couldn't move fast enough &lt;br /&gt;Sing until your lungs give out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;(Now you) &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;(Wear out the groove) &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;(Sing out loud) &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it’s a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;(Oh, oh) &lt;br /&gt;This ain't a scene, it's a god damn arms race &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man &lt;br /&gt;And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate &lt;br /&gt;I'm a leading man &lt;br /&gt;And the lies I weave are oh so intricate, oh so intricate</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:172950</id>
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    <title>????</title>
    <published>2007-01-12T00:11:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-12T00:11:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so stoned&lt;br /&gt;But i'm tryin&lt;br /&gt;And i'm still dying to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one that feels alone &lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one that hears the tears run down my face &lt;br /&gt;Would anybody recognize at all &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so slow &lt;br /&gt;But I'm tryin &lt;br /&gt;And I'm still dying to know &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick so please don't touch me.  Things keep spiraling out of control.  Where is the emgergency eject button?!?!?!?!?!?  Let me out, let me o..../</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:172631</id>
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    <title>God smited me. Smote?  Smitten?</title>
    <published>2007-01-10T03:29:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-10T03:29:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.)  I got fired today for buying beer at work, after I got off shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)  My dad brought his mistresses kids to live with us because after my dad ended the affair, she went nuts and ended up in rehab.  The kids have no one to take them in so my dad did.  It's a slap in my moms face and a real hassle for the rest of us.  The kids are sweet but really fucking annoying.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)  My car payment is due soon and I don't know what I'm going to do.  I don't want to lose my car, I really really don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lost but at the same time kind of excited.  Woo?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:172367</id>
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    <title>Bloggity Blog Blog Blog</title>
    <published>2006-12-26T21:24:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-26T21:24:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fuck Christmas and fuck you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it can be broke then it can be fixed, &lt;br /&gt;if it can be fused then it can be split&lt;br /&gt;It's all under control&lt;br /&gt;It's all under control &lt;br /&gt;It's all under control&lt;br /&gt;If it can be lost then it can be won, &lt;br /&gt;if it can be touched then it can be turned&lt;br /&gt;All you need is time&lt;br /&gt;All you need is time&lt;br /&gt;All you need is time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promised the world we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sense of purpose and a sense of skill, a sense of function but a disregard&lt;br /&gt;We will not be the first&lt;br /&gt;We Will not be the first&lt;br /&gt;We will not be the first, we won't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are reinventing the wheel&lt;br /&gt;It's a colour that I can't describe,&lt;br /&gt;It's a language I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Ambition, tearing out the heart of you&lt;br /&gt;Carving lines into you&lt;br /&gt;Dripping down the sides of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will not be the last.</content>
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    <title>I told you that night was the last time.</title>
    <published>2006-12-19T20:24:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-19T20:24:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Anyway, been dicking around for a few days, going to work and yeah.  Seems like the owner is trying to persuade me into becoming the assistant manager now instead of just a shift lead.  The only good part is that I spend a few hours a shift watching stupid training programs.  So far I've done like 7 of them and that adds up to like 4 percent of the entire index.  I still have a ways to go.  Grawr grawr grawr.  I saw Laura last thursday and that was fun, we took butters to the beach with Joey and Natalie.  The girl is nuts but it's cute in a way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emm....I suppose I've become a bit of a stoner now thanks to the others.  I caved into ze peer pressure.  Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are going well.  It is almost spooky.  Merry Christmas everyone and havve drink for me because I work both christmas eve and chriistmas day.  That also means I will be spending christmas with a bottle of scotch alone at my home.  Yay.  I still have to work New Years eve and day too.  GRAWR GRAWR GRAWR.</content>
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    <title>"Wait, why are you sticking your hand in my pants?"</title>
    <published>2006-12-17T19:37:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-17T19:37:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Shhh.</content>
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    <title>1stoopidfool @ 2006-12-15T12:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-15T20:34:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-15T20:34:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're not any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your livejournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Vermillion - The Album Leaf&lt;br /&gt;2) Two Joints - Sublime&lt;br /&gt;3) Innocent Vigilant Ordinary - The Appleseed Cast&lt;br /&gt;4) You've Really Got Me - The Kinks&lt;br /&gt;5) Outlines - Clor&lt;br /&gt;6) Slow Down - The Academy Is...&lt;br /&gt;7) Dear Sons and Daughters of Ghosts - Wolf Parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag:&lt;br /&gt;Nikkie&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Jefff Anderson&lt;br /&gt;Brian O'Halloran&lt;br /&gt;The Pope&lt;br /&gt;Jeff Foxworthy&lt;br /&gt;Ganandorf</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I stole this from the lovely Dolores. (Please don't hurt me)</title>
    <published>2006-12-14T02:22:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-14T02:22:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.) Where did you ring in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;At the water tower, drunk and stoned.   Iwas...alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) What was your status by Valentine's Day?&lt;br /&gt;At the Drive-In with Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Were you in school (anytime this year)?&lt;br /&gt;Yup yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) How did you earn your keep? &lt;br /&gt;Being Dante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Did you ever have to go to the hospital?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, for many different reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Have you ever encountered the police?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've been pulled over more than once.  Damn Subaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Where did you go on vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Deweyville, Texas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) What did you purchase that was over $500?&lt;br /&gt;My Subaru Impreza WRX.  Yes I drive an asian car.  Much more asian than you.  At least I don't spell asian "4ZN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Did you know anybody who got married?&lt;br /&gt;My best friend Abe (I was ze best man).  I also went to my cousins wedding although the guy she chose seems like a total tool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Did you know anybody who passed away?&lt;br /&gt;More than i care to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Have you run into anybody you graduated high school with?&lt;br /&gt;Every fucking day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) Did you move anywhere?&lt;br /&gt;Back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) What sporting events did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;A few Padres games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) What concerts did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;Big In Japan, San Diego Street Scene, Cursive, Bright Eyes, Architecture in Helsinki, The Album Leaf, The Appleseed Cast and Bloc Party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Are you registered to vote?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I actually cast my ballot.  I drew a doggy on it and turned it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Where do you live now?&lt;br /&gt;Parents house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Describe your birthday.&lt;br /&gt;My friends were too busy.  I spent it drunk at the water tower.  I was also stoned.  Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) What's the one thing you thought you would never do but did in 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Buy a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) What is one thing you regretted this year?&lt;br /&gt;Being a dicck to Laura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) What's something you learned about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I am gay for David Cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) Any new additions to your family?&lt;br /&gt;Other than adopting Joey as my new brother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) What was your best month?&lt;br /&gt;December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) What from pop culture will you remember 2006 by?&lt;br /&gt;Pop-tart hoes and how stupid everyone is.  I suppose that will be something every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) How would you rate this year with a scale from 1 (shitty) to 10 (excellent)?&lt;br /&gt;This was pretty shitty to begin with but I'll say a 6.</content>
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    <title>"Ninja Mafia fo lyfe"  "Don't say that Saul!"</title>
    <published>2006-12-10T19:58:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-10T19:58:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Academey Is - Slow Down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I bailed on Laura yesterday morning and just kinda dicked around.  I called in sick to work but ended up going there around 10 to see somebody who was going to hang out.  They were a no-show but it ended up working out alright in the end.  Diana ended up taking over my shift and when she saw me there at ten, she almost strangled me.  I told her I would make it up to her and she said "Good!, you're going to get some coffee with me and hang out right NOW."  Who was I to say no?  Anyway, she had to go back to work at 6 am to cover for someone else but we still ended up hanging out until 3 am.  Even then, she was reluctant to go home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be 21 so Diana can take me to all her favorite bars and get me really, really drunk.  I work today again and blargh I don't want to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note....The Academy Is has been stuck in my head all morning.</content>
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    <title>I saw you tonight and my heart skipped a beat....</title>
    <published>2006-12-09T08:33:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-09T08:33:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Moose</lj:music>
    <content type="html">when the a.m. rolls around&lt;br /&gt;all the cool kids are coming down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a shame that they don't feel well being themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let go the things I never had&lt;br /&gt;I've been holding on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time I'll disappoint the past&lt;br /&gt;prove repetition wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a failure&lt;br /&gt;feeling better than I ever have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this is life then I'm ready to live&lt;br /&gt;it feels so good to feel again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the air's inviting you and I&lt;br /&gt;to get up for the while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last I understand why</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:1stoopidfool:170547</id>
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    <title>Black socks, the longer you wear them the blacker they get.</title>
    <published>2006-12-08T05:26:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T05:26:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Heart Is Purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/purple.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is about establishing and developing a deep connection.&lt;br /&gt;If it's true love, it brings you more wisdom and inner strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: Sincere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lucky first date: An afternoon at a tea house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your dream lover: Is both thoughtful and expressive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you bring to relationships: Understanding&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorheartdoyouhavequiz/"&gt;What Color Heart Do You Have?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: February 18&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you, love is a feeling that lingers for really long time - even after a relationship is totally over.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you still make have strong feelings for the first person you fell in love with.&lt;br /&gt;You usually are reluctant to end relationships. And sometimes you're the last to know that things are ending!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of True Loves You'll Have: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of Times You'll Have Your Heart Broken: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with people born on the 9th, 18th, and 27th of the month.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanforyourlovelifequiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean For Your Love Life?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are the Very Gay SpongeBob!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/spongebob.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the religious right says so...&lt;br /&gt;And because his best friend looks a bit too much like a penis.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgaychildhoodiconareyouquiz/"&gt;What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>1stoopidfool @ 2006-12-07T20:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-08T04:58:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-08T04:58:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm so sick of sliding through every turn, just to feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;Each slide nothing more than an attempt to fuck up for the last time.&lt;br /&gt;Drop gear, hit the gas and pull the e-brake....&lt;br /&gt;and...&lt;br /&gt;for a few seconds you're no longer in control.&lt;br /&gt;The car goes sideways and you wait for the moment&lt;br /&gt;You live for that moment&lt;br /&gt;Then, the tires catch and...&lt;br /&gt;everything is back in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become an adrenaline junkie.  I go home, shaking yet HAPPY.  When I get home, I climb out onto unsteady legs and realize how clumsy I am on my own two feet.  I never go to sleep right after that, never.  I feed off the high until I just pass out on the couch.  Sleep isn't too comforting for me, why?  Because in sleep, it is when they come for me and I can't fight back.  They swarm all over and I can't breath.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm drowning in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Drowning in my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm drowning in my sleep.</content>
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    <title>Laura...</title>
    <published>2006-12-01T08:52:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-01T08:52:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">She;s back in town and is looking for me. I won't disappoint.</content>
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    <title>This is life you know...</title>
    <published>2006-11-25T06:52:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-25T06:52:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In the end, I just want what everyone else wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to love and be loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be myself, with my guard down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to just be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a loveless life...no wonder I've become so cold.</content>
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