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  <title>Rhea</title>
  <subtitle>Rhea</subtitle>
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    <name>Rhea</name>
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  <updated>2007-10-11T04:11:58Z</updated>
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    <title>the same old story..</title>
    <published>2007-10-11T04:11:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Gosh. Look at me. Posting on an old livejournal. I'm really kicking it up. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;I felt like blogging. I don't like posting blogs on myspace because.. every one can look at them. And then I'd feel kind of stupid because I prefer blogging to myself than to other people.&lt;br /&gt;So I have some points I want to go over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 1: I am trying to fuck up my life. I'm in a good place right now. I have more going for me now than I've ever had in my life. But I'm trying to screw myself by doing something stupid. I think what I'm doing is just going to blow over.. But it's kind of bothering me right now. I wish it would blow over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 2: My cats are sick. They are throwing up all over the place. It started yesterday, with Meeko, but we thought it was an isolated incident. Oh, hell no. When we walked in the house this afternoon, there was puke everywhere. I feel so sorry for my poor babies. I hope they're okay. We think it has to do with their cat food, WHICH we opened YESTERDAY. So yeah. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 3: My dad is a loser and the only fucking job he can get is a pizza delivery boy job at Dominoe's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 4: I watched the best fucking movie tonight. Grandma's Boy, it was called. Cory let me borrow it and afterwards, I was just like "oh..my..fucking..god..AWESOME." so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 5: I watched Private Practice tonight and it rocks. I love Addison. And Grey's Anatomy comes on tomorrow night and I can't wait to see what they do with George and Izzy's relationship. Yay :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 6: My dog finally had her puppies. NINE of them. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point 7: I have class tomorrow and I don't want to go. Loser school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I believe I'm off to bed. I like blogging like that, because it sort of.. empties my mind. If I type these things out, I stop thinking about them so much. At least, in theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be." -Douglas Adams</content>
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