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  <title>Doctor Who</title>
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    <name>Jamie</name>
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  <updated>2008-08-05T23:50:34Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:paradipsia:21269</id>
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    <title>paradipsia @ 2008-08-05T15:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-05T20:14:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-05T23:50:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" cellpadding="1" border="1" align="" width="300" summary=""&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/Heartless_Pixi/Legacy/Image26.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DOCTOR DOMESTICATED :: a doctor who semi-based legacy story&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/Heartless_Pixi/Legacy/Image24.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; this is the Doctor. just the Doctor. the last time we saw him he'd saved the world, yet again, from the daleks. he'd said good bye to his companions -- past and present. and he'd gone off to travel on his own once more. the tardis, however, had been damaged worse then he thought, and upon his arrival into this quiet earth neighborhood it promptly shuts down. he sits for hours at the console; wires, gears, valves, and variations there of all pulled and prodded, but nothing gets a response from the old girl. perhaps all she needs is a good rest, he decides, and steps outside with the intent to work on her later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside he finds himself in an unusual neighborhood. pleasant enough, to be sure, but certainly not earth. modeled after the classic 20th century planet no doubt, and while some of its inhabitants seemed human there were clear exceptions. plant like beings, vampires, werewolves, your story-book little green men (and women), among other alien beings. some he recognized, others he didn't. best of all, they all got along peacefully -- or as peacefully as one might expect, but at least there seemed to be no prejudiced towards the unusual ones. he strolled through this place and its downtown casually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor eventually returned to the tardis with bits of interesting technology to see if any of them could be used to fix her up. for days he attempted to fix the tardis, checking everything and anything, but nothing he does makes any difference. it gives a low, quiet hum that threatens to lull the doctor to sleep. slowly he realizes that every day something changes. the tardis is asleep, shut down so it can focus all its power on healing itself. there is no telling how long he will be trapped here though, but judging by the extent of the damage it could very well be a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was that why the tardis had parked itself on this planet next to a small house with a 'for sale' sign in the front? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a house? a mortgage? the time lord domesticated after running for so long? he groaned inwardly at the thought, but went out after a while of pouting and managed to get himself a sort of credit card. it wasn't hard to set himself up with a life and name -- taking his old 'John Smith' alias. the doctor secured himself a house. later he got a job teaching if for no other reason then to pass the time.   &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/Heartless_Pixi/Legacy/Image22.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img align="right" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/Heartless_Pixi/Legacy/Image3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;upon moving into his new house a man had stopped by, leaving him a fairly decent computer, which the doctor thought was very generous, but the man had left before he'd the chance to say thank you. not that he was lonely for long. the neighbors all stopped by to say hello (and use his computer an try and take his food). he liked them all well enough, but one stood out in particular. a woman by the name of ceres with pale silver flesh, blue tattoos, blue and yellow hair, and a peculiar warriors looking leather uniform. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="silver"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"it was awful&lt;br&gt;but i looked &lt;i&gt;fabulous&lt;/i&gt; in that dress"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt; she was clever, funny, and apparently lived on this planet after her own was destroyed. her people scattered, and as far as she knew she was the only one of her kind to settle here. they became friends easily after an afternoon of chatting, talking until late that night, and ceres excused herself -- they both had work in the morning, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after their meeting, things just seemed to fall into place. he was promoted again, moving from elementary students to high school. he was awarded with the discovery of a new star, and given membership to some science club. though he avoided the later, as he found out they were just as eccentric as the groups back home looking for aliens. he preferred the company of those who really understood, like ceres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had two dates, after which she left him gifts. first a bunch of roses, then a large fountain. they were nice gestures, and he was glad she'd enjoyed their time together. even if his attempt to cook them both dinner didn't work out too well. she hadn't minded though, and instead she treated him to dinner at a nice downtown restaurant. he paid her back with a proper meal the second go around. making sure first to study up on cooking, and he'd picked up a habit of getting on a stationary exercise bike to keep in good shape since he wasn't always running for his life now.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/Heartless_Pixi/Legacy/Image30.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/Heartless_Pixi/Legacy/Image29.png"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img align="left" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v88/Heartless_Pixi/Legacy/Image31.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;they spent every spare moment together. she was his companion, even if not in the traditional sense. she knew the truth about who he was, and even made a point to bring any new piece of technology with her during each visit to try and help him fix the tardis. none of it worked, but he appreciated the thought. after a while she moved in with him, and between the two of them they had his house built up. two stories, nicely decorated, all kinds of books and computers -- he even picked up the violin now and then, having become interested in music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the longer she stayed with him, the closer they got. closer then he'd ever been with any of his other companions, and with escape from this planet looking less and less likely he became more accepting of the idea of domestic life. he honestly liked this job, teaching young men and women, getting to know about the different types of life in this place...and exploring feelings he typically tried to avoid when it came to companions. they would wither away while he remained, they would die, and he'd seen so much death already -- but she coaxed these emotions from him. hugs. kissing. and 'whoohoo'ing as she called it, a phrase that he couldn't help but use as it made him laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much time had passed, and he had no choice but to accept that he was in love with her. he proposed. they were married that same evening in the tardis, the heart of the tardis breathing out a golden light as he recited traditional gallifrean vows. that night he whispered his true name to her. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;

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    <title>Stupid.</title>
    <published>2008-05-20T04:41:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-20T04:41:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;New York City vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Blew big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four Days.&lt;br /&gt;Went with mom and her friends. I wanted to go shopping, look in Macy's, see Avenue Q, and go to the sex museum. They wanted to see a Yankee's game too. I don't really like sports, but whatever -- i could deal. Compromise, right?&lt;br /&gt;We did none of what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a yankee's bar -- then the game.&lt;br /&gt;We waited an hour for a table at a stupid ESPN restaurant, and another half an hour for food. &lt;br /&gt;Did I mention I don't like sports?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw times square half a dozen times. And the empire state building.&lt;br /&gt;Had to go to the World Trade Center place.&lt;br /&gt;Is it wrong that I didn't care about the later? It's not that I don't feel for what happened. I remember. It's terrible what happened. But did we really have to waste time going to look at an empty plot. It looked like any other construction zone I've been in. We shouldn't have to go there to remember what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my last day there we had to go on some dumb ass 3-hour boat tour around the whole island. It was cold as fuck. Windy as hell. Miserable. Perfect day for Macy's or Sex Museum. But no. We froze on a dumb ass boat watching buildings got by. Building. Building. Trees. Building. Building. Statue of Liberty (which every street has a copy of in a more reasonable size, so we didn't need to go all the way out there to see it) Bridge. Building. Building. Island. Oh! And did I mention BUILDINGS? I made no attempt to pretend to be interested. I asked to go to Macy's instead on my own. Why they couldn't have done that tomorrow when they have a whole day -- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention it rained two out of the four days. I didn't get new shoes until the fourth. My left shoe had two holes in the sole, so my foot was soaked after a few minutes and therefore the rest of the day. Then the sole ripped out and fell apart, and the other one was falling apart, and I had blisters, and I said -- I SAID -- and told them I wanted to go shopping and get new ones and did anyone care or listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Chinatown, which was fun -- i guess. It was rushed though cause we had to get back so I could leave with Jen. Leave having done nothing that I had wanted to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Catholicism WOW!</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T23:43:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T23:43:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.starstore.com/acatalog/Buddy-Christ-bobblehead-l.jpg"&gt;see this?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. That's a bobble head Jesus "Buddy" Christ. &lt;br /&gt;You know who owns one now? That's right. Me. &lt;br /&gt;Probably the only semi-religious thing I own. &lt;br /&gt;Awesome though. &lt;br /&gt;I also got a Jay &amp;amp; Silent Bob sticker to put on my laptop&lt;br /&gt;And a Open // Closed sign sort of like the Clerks one with Jay &amp;amp; Bob on it for my door next year at the dorm. I'm pretty happy. xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>back again</title>
    <published>2008-05-15T00:21:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-15T00:22:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;big&gt;Okay. Wow. So I haven't updated since Christmas. well. Here it goes again. I got this nifty scribe thing add-on for firefox so maybe I'll keep up with this again. Probably not, but I'm going to post now anyways and pretend I'll keep up with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my first year of college with mostly 'C's. Not what I would've liked, but I'll do better next go around.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;big&gt; I'm going to stop flying next year. Probably just for the year though. I haven't actually dropped flight, I'm just not taking it now. So I'll be a bit behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying at Jenn's house in New Jersey. Been here for a week now, took the AutoTrain up, which was pretty cool. We went to see SPAMALOT on broad way which was AWESOME. Went to the Wax museum too. Mom and her friends are coming up friday, and we're going to a yankee's game and to see Avenue Q. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year I'll be rooming with Jenn and Shannon again, plus Shannon's friend Jelani in the new SouthVillage dorms that are really nice from what I've seen. Gaby will be in the dorm above us with Danny and Alexis. Jim and Kristian will be in the dorm next to us. It's bound to be fun next year, and Deanna should be coming back next year too, probably in the spring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there is more I could say, but I'm not sure right now. &lt;br /&gt;I downloaded a virus yesterday and had to wipe my entire computer and reload everything. So I'm in the process of doing that now. I have microsoft works which apparently came with the computer, but I never looked at it before -- just deleted it. But I looked this time and it's pretty damn cool. I even noticed it has a thing to keep you (me) organized for school that should help next year if I actually use it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I went to a Seether and Flyleaf concert before coming to Jersey. It was alright I guess. Didn't realize that Flyleaf had such a wanna-be teenie-bopper crowd. It was kinda pathetic.&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/small&gt;</content>
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    <title>Christmas</title>
    <published>2007-12-26T04:58:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-26T04:58:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>flogging molly</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Merry Christmas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got : an external hard drive, nifty jacket, cute alice in wonderland trash bin, first season of Boston legal, guitar hero 3, flogging molly cd, calle 13 cd, $50 visa gift card, weird necklace from my gran, and a hair straightener. I think that's it...xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stupid loan money still hasn't come in and I can't register for classes until it does, and they start on the 7th. Fucking loan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestest college buddy that I always hung out with, went to parties with, my hookah bar buddy -- is gone. Left for ohio. I'm not going to go out much anymore. Need to get Gaby to bring me to cool parties, or to her house when she and the guys hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention before that I tried smoking a cigar? No? Well I did. A cigar with chocolate mint wrapper thing. Bad idea. I nearly choked to death. I'll stick to hookahs. Apple in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my flight solo a while ago too. Boring. I don't like being in the plane by myself. It's so dull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored with writing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last note. I'm going to a manson concert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tried frog legs a while ago -- what happens to the rest of the frog?</content>
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    <title>FUCK</title>
    <published>2007-10-15T03:15:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-15T03:15:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;FUCK&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Short version first. Long explination to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- School&lt;br /&gt;- Homework&lt;br /&gt;- FAA Charts&lt;br /&gt;- Dunn&lt;br /&gt;- Aeronautics&lt;br /&gt;- People&lt;br /&gt;- Me &lt;br /&gt;- ROTC&lt;br /&gt;- PT&lt;br /&gt;- My fucking weight&lt;br /&gt;- The sun&lt;br /&gt;- my stomach&lt;br /&gt;- my eyes&lt;br /&gt;- my head&lt;br /&gt;- Gaia&lt;br /&gt;- Gleim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go get psycho therepy. Which in turn means I'll never get a job because of mental illness. Which means I can drop out of college and be a hobo. Which means no more fucking Aeronautincs class with fucking Dunn and his fucking questions in Gleim that give you answers anyways with it's stupid fucking FAA charts that are wrong and different from the fucking charts in my PIM so i don't understand them and my fucking Gleim that i bought and its a year behind but all they fucking did was take out one question and switch all the fucking numbers one back from the newest one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fuck ROTC and its PT that I have to wake up at 4.30 in the fucking morning for so we can run 3-6 fucking miles and do push ups and crunches and leave me sore. and fuck ROTC for fucking treating me like the fucking red-headed step child and not giving me a fucking uniform when I bust my ass trying to get in shape for them and limit what I eat and always making me constantly tired and having fucking OPORDERS at 8 and 9.30 at night and requiring i go to 2 fucking UCF games on saturdays so they can monopolize all my fucking time so I get maybe one fucking day free from them. Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday is PT. Tuesdays and Thursdays I have to wear the fucking uniform -- but I don't even get the fucking uniform so i'm the only one who has to wear the Battallion shirt and BDU pants my aunt bought for me two years ago. Thursdays is Leadlab. Saturdays is the UCF game which is all fucking day and we are required to go to 2 a semester but we don't get anything for it; it's mandatory work that they take the money for. So I work, they get the money, and I don't even get a fuucking uniform. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done ranting. &lt;br /&gt;going to sleep so I can wake up for fucking PT tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>Tagged by royalclass</title>
    <published>2007-10-02T02:57:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-02T02:57:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">List 7 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 LJ along with your 7 songs. Then tag 7 other people to see what they're listening to in absolute random order. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Super Junior - Don't Don&lt;br /&gt;2. Super Junior - Twins(Knock Out)&lt;br /&gt;3. Three Days Grace - Kryptonite&lt;br /&gt;4. Kanye West - Stronger&lt;br /&gt;5. Calle 13 - Suave(Remix)&lt;br /&gt;6. Golf &amp; Mike - Moshi Moshi&lt;br /&gt;7. Rammstein - Amerika</content>
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    <title>paradipsia @ 2007-09-22T20:28:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-23T00:30:39Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-23T00:30:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sunday I got pulled over on 192. You know that dinky one lane highway&lt;br /&gt;where there are never more then three cars at a time? The speed limit was&lt;br /&gt;55 -- I was about 85. Cop was hiding behind the trees around one curve and&lt;br /&gt;pulled out just as I was going by. Not one other car on the road, just me,&lt;br /&gt;and him in the bushes. I only got a warning, so I suppose it could've been&lt;br /&gt;worse...But still. Why can't we have roads like the autobahn here? (I'm&lt;br /&gt;totally going to Germany one day, and when I do -- autobahn here I come.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to pimp out my ride and everything. xD) It's not fun having a&lt;br /&gt;mustang and having to maintain a top speed of 40mph in melbourne. Orlando&lt;br /&gt;was faster ( = better )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. PT as usual. I'm getting used to it most of the time anyways. They&lt;br /&gt;switch it around (like thursday) and it's the hour from hell, but it's&lt;br /&gt;getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a 7 min aeronautics class which was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, me and a friend went to the beach. Never again. The water was all&lt;br /&gt;nice and calm so I walked into it, not even at waist level and these freak&lt;br /&gt;waves all of a sudden attack. So I'm knocked off my feet, dragged&lt;br /&gt;backwards, hit by another wave, rolled around underwater a few times and&lt;br /&gt;scratched up on the sand -- Got up to breath and try and pull myself out&lt;br /&gt;of the water just to have it happen three more times. My friend sort of&lt;br /&gt;walked towards me laughing her ass off. I finally got up and out, and&lt;br /&gt;couldn't see a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poseidon either has a grudge on me for some reason, or he is losing his&lt;br /&gt;sight and needed to borrow my glasses. Either way, he has glasses and I&lt;br /&gt;don't anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to make an appointment on Tuesday to get an eye exam. $100 down the&lt;br /&gt;drain, and the guy tried to make me get new glasses on top of that. Nope.&lt;br /&gt;I got my pair of contacts and perscription and got out of there real&lt;br /&gt;quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was the PT test. I doubled my push-ups from 5 to 10, but I still&lt;br /&gt;need 9 more to pass. I had 48 sit-ups but needed 53. And I cut my run time&lt;br /&gt;by 3 minutes. Which is all cool. I expect to pass the test next month. Not&lt;br /&gt;cool: We had to do our 2-mile run in the cold rain. Also not cool: I now&lt;br /&gt;have to do remedial PT on thursdays. So i'll be waking up at 4.30 on&lt;br /&gt;Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. Thursday is already my busiest&lt;br /&gt;day too. I'm going to be so dead tired it's not even funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday. We had a mandatory PT for everyone because there is none on&lt;br /&gt;Friday since most people are going on OP Adventure. It was one of those&lt;br /&gt;hours from hell. My knees are all bruised up and i'm all sore again. We&lt;br /&gt;ran around the basketball court in Clemente about 10 times. Then there&lt;br /&gt;were stations; bycicles, flutter kicks, push-ups, crunches, mountain run,&lt;br /&gt;jumps, overhead arm claps, 8-count push-ups, genies, and squats. We were&lt;br /&gt;at each one for a minute, and then after each station we had to do a lap&lt;br /&gt;around. The laps around were; sprinting, relay races between teams,&lt;br /&gt;backwards running, lunges, bear crawls, crab walks, and this thing where&lt;br /&gt;we had to carry someone on our back and run half a lap and then switch&lt;br /&gt;off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday Looking up. No PT since most people are gone. I got up to&lt;br /&gt;go to the gym, but decided 'screw it' and fell back asleep for an extra&lt;br /&gt;hour. I have two classes today (got out of my flight block a few weeks ago&lt;br /&gt;in case I could go to OPAdventure.) Then at 3ish I am going to drive down&lt;br /&gt;to Orlando with two friends and we're going to see Carlos Mencia live at&lt;br /&gt;the UCF Arena. Then we'll probably stay the night at my house and maybe go&lt;br /&gt;see Good Luck Chuck (New Dane Cook &amp; Jessica Alba movie) before driving&lt;br /&gt;back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday -- Carlos &amp; Little Man were funny as hell. It was awesome. Deanna got her other nautical star tattoo today before we left. The Drive back was shit. It rained so hard I couldn't see. I had to pull over twice and wait for things to calm down. Otherwise it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I pass my next PT test my mom will pay for my next tattoo. :D So I have to run my ass off and find a tattoo to get.</content>
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    <title>paradipsia @ 2007-08-23T19:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-23T23:43:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-23T23:43:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">PT sucks. I have to get up at 5 every monday, wed., and friday to go running (2-4 miles lately) then do push ups, crunches, pull-ups, and all sorts of exercises. It's crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm getting/am sick. It might be allergies. I can't breath through my nose, my head hurts, i get stomach aches, and my throat hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so now I have PT tomorrow when I already feel like crap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid college. It should just be free.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never understand why it's so damn expensive.</content>
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    <title>paradipsia @ 2007-08-16T22:35:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-17T02:37:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-17T02:37:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>George Carlin</lj:music>
    <content type="html">College is a little better so far. Room mates are here. Jenn &amp; Shannon are cool. Haven't seen or talked to Gaby really. Saw a hypnotist show -- Dale K. Funny as hell. xD It's only awesomer because Dale K = Dalek XDDD Doctor Who Nerd = Me.</content>
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    <title>college student jamie</title>
    <published>2007-08-14T00:56:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-14T00:56:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>None</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate my first day of college @ Florida Institute of Technology. I'm alone. This dorm is hot and I can't figure out how to get the set temp. down on the AC. My room is small. My bed is even smaller. I forgot pillows. and I have to wake up @ 6am to go to the beach tomorrow with ROTC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head hurts. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;And having cramps from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Family Values Tour concert last night. It was pretty awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still hate it here. Hopefully it'll get better when my roommates get here.</content>
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    <title>Vegas</title>
    <published>2007-08-02T15:30:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-02T15:30:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So the latest news is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit work. Yay! &lt;br /&gt;Leaving for college in a week and a half. &lt;br /&gt;Parents are in Vegas so I've got the house to myself this week.&lt;br /&gt;Got an iPod Nano finally. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to AFO this saturday. &lt;br /&gt;Also hoping I get paid this friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it really. Nothing extremely exciting. I saw the Simpsons movie yesterday. It was awesome.</content>
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    <title>HAPPY BiRTHDAY TO ME</title>
    <published>2007-07-07T23:17:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-07T23:18:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mugglecast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I saw Transformers on the 4th. Such an AWESOME movie. I want to see it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been exersizing every day. Push-ups, sit-ups, and running. Pain in the ass. But I have to pass the ROTC fitness test for their scholarship by Aug. 29th at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today! is my birthday. I got two Nintendo DS games, not the greatest, but whatever. ANNND...I sat for 3 and a half hours, sideways, with my leg twisted funny, being stabbed with needles a dozen times per second. Fun fun. But now I have my first kick ass tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xs117.xs.to/xs117/07270/185522.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xs117.xs.to/xs117/07270/185529.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xs117.xs.to/xs117/07270/185543.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xs117.xs.to/xs117/07270/185558.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xs117.xs.to/xs117/07270/185630.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xs117.xs.to/xs117/07270/Cheshire_Cat_by_BeauDeNoir.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see my Aunt, Uncle, Grandma (Who has cancer now, by the way), and almost four cousins (One is in the process of being adopted)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARRY POTTER in 4 DAYS! HEEEEELLLL YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nerd- XD</content>
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    <title>paradipsia @ 2007-06-23T10:15:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-23T14:18:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-23T14:18:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Doctor Who</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I chipped my two front teeth and look like a retarded vampire. Lots of fun. Stupid laptop fell and smashed into my face. I think I'm going to say I got in a big biker fight. xD Sounds more manly.</content>
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    <title>Ew.</title>
    <published>2007-06-19T23:20:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T23:20:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose idea was it to make the stuff taste so bad?&lt;br /&gt;As if I wasn't feeling shitty enough what with being ill.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to drink two tablespoons of pretty colored vomit.</content>
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    <title>paradipsia @ 2007-06-18T19:54:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-19T00:00:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-19T00:00:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;And on the rag with cramps that would make satan cry. &lt;br /&gt;And I'm allergic to dust, so guess what I did? All day at work I counted dusty sunblock, and dusted. There was nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think my stomach is preparing to implode because it's making strange gurgly feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my entire head feels heavy and weird like when your foot falls asleep and gets all weird when you wake it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my throat feels swollen and I burnt the top of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the plus side. I found $10 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly it was a shitty day though.</content>
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    <title>paradipsia @ 2007-06-06T22:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-07T03:11:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-07T03:11:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Adultery; Dog Fashion Disco</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't posted since winter break. Since the start of the year. In six whole months. &lt;br /&gt;Procrastinators unite. So lets see what I've done in those long months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Movies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I've seen Disturbia, Spiderman 3, Shrek 3 twice, and Pirates of the Carribean 3 twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia was surprisingly good. It actually had me jumping now and then. I went with Shameeza, Stacy, Jissel, Jissel's friend, and Gaby after school or rehersals or something. We had lunch at Bubba Gumps. I will never eat with Jissel or Stacy again. No taste at all. Having a burger at a seafood place, or not liking shrimp and still going to Bubba Gump Shrimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman 3 pissed me off. Not enough Venom. Too many damn pelvic thrusts and dance scenes. Peter Parker the Amazing Emo Twat made me want to slice my own eyes out. The whole ending pissed me off. Too much crying. Chick-Flick romance was every where, it's like the writers were high off of daytime soap operas when they were making up the script. Not enough Venom. I want more venom and carnage the next movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shrek 3 was cute. I saw it with Gaby, Maria, and Maria's mom when it came out. We had dinner at an Ale House or something on John Young. I had delicious fish and Chips. But they're all so quiet when they eat. It's weird. I'm used to my family, talking and watching tv, and yelling at my brother during dinner. And Gaby was attacking her chicken wings. It was funny. As for the movie. It was cute, good, funny...But I still think the first and second ones was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PoTC3 was kick ass. Went to the first show the night it came out. LOVED IT. Better then the other two. Best. I liked Elizabeth again, and Jack never disappoints. Will was okay, but I never really liked him. I missed drunken, angry Norrington though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movies coming out soon I want to see include: Ocean's 13, Transformers, Harry Potter, Fantastic Four, Evan Almighty, Surf's Up, and Ratatouille. Oh, and some Bee movie with Jerry Seinfeld.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Earthday Birthday. Saw Papa Roach, Buckcherry, suffered through Daughtry, Sevendust, Chevelle, and a bunch of other bands. Got a t-shirt. Saw lots of women walking around topless and their breasts painted with awesome designs. Like a palm tree with coconut bosoms that said 'I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts.' and a few more artisic designs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the new Marilyn Manson CD today as well as a shirt to go with it. I'm going to go to the Tampa concert probably. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Family Values tour as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently addicted to Dog Fashion Disco. Mostly the song Adultery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Other Addictions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've become addicted to comic books, and have been spending my money accordingly. Bought a couple Civil War ones. Spiderman &amp; the Human Torch, Spiderman &amp; fantastic four, Spiderman; back in black, a bunch of Batman, Kabuki, some free Superman ones, one Red Sonja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pokemon Pearl is another. I got it and a Nintendo DS a few weeks ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctor Who is another. I love the show, depite its sometimes shitty special effects. I like the ninth doctor though, not so much the tenth. I do recognize them both though. The Ninth was on heros as the invisable dude. The tenth was Barty Crouch Jr. from the fourth Harry Potter movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hex was an addiction, but I've finished watching both seasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching Xena and House on a regualar basis now too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter Month is this July, all around my birthday too. &amp;lt;3 The fifth movie and the last book come out. I pre-ordered the book from the waldenbooks in the mall so I could get the sticker, but I'm going to the barnes and noble across the street at midnight for the book. I hear they're even having a little Harry Potter party there the night of the release. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's birthday is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;Mine is too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not in good enough shape for that damn ROTC scholarship and it is pissing me off. I've been running a mile and a half almost every day, doing push ups, sit ups, not eating deserts, not snacking -- and I've lost no weight at all. It's making me mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I graduated High School, by the way. Graduation was so boring. &amp;gt;.</content>
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    <title>My Electronic Family.</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T22:25:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T22:25:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>How To Save a Life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I worked today 7.3o-4&lt;br /&gt;I came home.&lt;br /&gt;The front table where I put my things was gone.&lt;br /&gt;Found it, my parents, and sister in the living room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They bought another TV. This one LCD. So we have to flat screens in the living room, plasma &amp; LCD, TV &amp; Video Game TV, with the x-box 360 hooked up to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is such a gamer nerd. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts wednesday. I have to read &amp; annotate all of Brave New World tomorrow as I still haven't started. It's just so boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The L Word starts SUNDAY! Shane gets in a car accident! &amp;gt;.</content>
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    <title>Christmas</title>
    <published>2006-12-27T03:06:34Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Okay, so I didn't get much for christmas since the laptop was my main present, but here is the rest of what I got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A massaging, heating, MP3 playing seat cover thing.&lt;br /&gt;A Calgon Hawaiian Ginger set. &lt;br /&gt;$75 in bookstore giftcards, with which I bought:&lt;br /&gt;~ Darkly Dreaming Dexter&lt;br /&gt;~ Dearly Devoted Dexter&lt;br /&gt;~ A Cirque du Soliel calender&lt;br /&gt;~ Hitch-Hikers Guide to the Galaxy (all 5 books in one)&lt;br /&gt;~ Book on angels that I only got for the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;~ Island of the Sequined Love Nun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guitar Hero 2. &lt;br /&gt;Tony Hawk; Project 8 (my sisters, but I'll play it more)&lt;br /&gt;And some other stuff that I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my brother got me a rainbow cross. xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought myself a $40 perfume by Guess, but it's pretty and I got it on sale for $27. Now the question is, will I really wear it? I saw this Hello Kitty perfume in Clairs while my sister was shopping today. It smells pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't even touched the book we're supposed to be reading for english, and I don't know if we're supposed to annotate it or not.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I work tomorrow 4-11-ish. Thankfully, we don't close at 12 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked on Christmas Day. Not fun, but my paycheck ought to be very nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know what kind of shiny present to get for Maria. I couldn't buy anything with my last paycheck cause that went to my Dad and Uncle's present (the latter of which didn't even show up like he said he would)</content>
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    <title>Christmas Eve</title>
    <published>2006-12-25T04:43:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I got a laptop for christmas. &lt;br /&gt;My sister got a PSP&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure we both got Guitar Hero 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news:&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;My Aunt Hope and Uncle Eric are coming tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I have to work tomorrow. 8:45am-6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slightly better news:&lt;br /&gt;I have to work, which means I don't have to deal with Eric and Hope for a few hours.</content>
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    <title>Darkly Alluring Dexter.</title>
    <published>2006-12-19T00:20:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-19T00:22:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Animal I Have Become</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Guess what my new favorite show is. Dexter. It's on showtime. About that guy up there. He works for the Miami crime lab as a blood specialist or summat and kills serial killers in his spare time. Very cool show. The season just ended, but it is all still on OnDemand. It'll start again next year with new episodes. Until then I hope to get the books to read, but I hear they're hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a tamagotchi. Random fact for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work Tomorrow, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday this week. 4 to Midnight/1am. My paycheck is going to be gorgeous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new calender.&lt;br /&gt;I got a 95% on my English Midterm. &lt;br /&gt;My new sleeping pattern until school starts is I stay awake until 2am-ish and wake up at noon. xD&lt;br /&gt;I got into ASU, I just have to apply to their Polytechnic campus now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to read &lt;u&gt;Brand New World&lt;/u&gt; at some point before school starts for english. Not really interested. The next book for that class is Candide though, and I've already got it. I got it a while ago actually and read all but the last few chapters. So I'm already ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. New Layout, yes. Coding &amp; background credit goes to BulletsCarnage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to the Dir en Grey concert Feb 4th. Finding my way there and back is going to be fun. u___u;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.</content>
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    <title>Just to say.</title>
    <published>2006-12-10T07:46:08Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-10T07:46:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It is about 3am. I got home from work 2 hours ago give or take. I am only just coming down off a caffine high. I'm hungry. And this is the first post I've made in a while.</content>
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    <title>Jamie Jojo</title>
    <published>2006-11-16T00:10:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T00:10:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Honey and the Moon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Chii no Kirei (6:57:34 PM): Lalala&lt;br /&gt;retarded pikachu (6:57:42 PM): Dadada&lt;br /&gt;Chii no Kirei (6:57:49 PM): dododo&lt;br /&gt;retarded pikachu (6:58:07 PM): lololo&lt;br /&gt;Chii no Kirei (6:58:14 PM): tototo&lt;br /&gt;retarded pikachu (6:58:25 PM): jojojo&lt;br /&gt;Chii no Kirei (6:58:37 PM): Hey! That's my middle name! xD&lt;br /&gt;Chii no Kirei (6:58:45 PM): Well -- Jo, not jojojo&lt;br /&gt;retarded pikachu (6:58:57 PM): My middle name is Jojojo! xDD&lt;br /&gt;Chii no Kirei (6:58:59 PM): Jamie jojojo would be weird&lt;br /&gt;Chii no Kirei (6:59:19 PM): I'd be like Mojo Jojo!&lt;br /&gt;retarded pikachu (6:59:32 PM): ...except you'd be jamie jojojo. xD&lt;br /&gt;Chii no Kirei (6:59:47 PM): Yes! and I wouldn't be a genius monky&lt;br /&gt;Chii no Kirei (6:59:49 PM): monkey*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because we're weird. Yes weird. We are. Not you. Us. We are weird. We being me and her, not we as in me, you, and her. Because I said us and not you. Because we are weird and not you.</content>
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    <title>paradipsia @ 2006-10-29T13:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-29T18:20:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-16T00:11:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Yoshida Brothers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Right. So I haven't posted on here in forever. What's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new cell phone. A Sony Ericsson. Very snazzy looking. I bought &lt;u&gt;A Dirty Job&lt;/u&gt; again since Jissel bought my old one off me. I also got La Esperanza or summat #4, &lt;u&gt;Tale Of The Body Theif&lt;/u&gt; which is another one of the vampire chronicals, and &lt;u&gt;The Awakening&lt;/u&gt; for english class. I bought candy for school/halloween. Notebooks for school and paper. And now I only have $27 left out of the $193 spending cash from my paycheck. How pathetic right? Gone in one day.  And I still haven't gotten a new halloween costume. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now the VP of The Alliance Club; our school's gay-straight(GLBTQ - MNOPXZ whatever you are) alliance. I'm joining the Key Club. I got accepted into the Oklahoma college. Waiting to hear from Arizona State. Still have to apply for embry-riddle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other stuff has happened too, just nothing I can think of off the top of my head.</content>
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    <title>IT BUUURNS!</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T19:07:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T19:07:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>E Nomine - Ave Maria</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, it doesn't burn so much now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD Wonderful way to start an entry, right? This is going to be short, but I feel the need to share my stupidity with the world. Today I ate a habanero pepper for one dollar. They are the second hottest peppers in the world next to the Red summat or other habanero pepper. It burned like a mother fucker, but I ate a peppermint thing and it got better surprisingly enough. My stomach has been feeling all weird since then though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. Marvel at my stupdity....Or courage. I was brave to eat it. Yes, that's it. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to run for Prom King. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Enough. Time for work.</content>
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