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  <title>the simple life in sin city</title>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 16 Mar 2009 06:15:21 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m curious about almond butter.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 24 Jan 2009 00:25:29 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 03 Jan 2009 17:12:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stuff.  I feel like rambling.</title>
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  <description>I woke up an hour ago because I had to pee. When I was wandering over to the bathroom, I remembered my dream. The whole family up and moved to France.  What the fuck is up with that?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate how when I have to get up for work, when the alarm goes off, I&apos;m pretty much awake. I may hit the snooze a few times, but I know I have to get up, so I&apos;m up.  Yet this weekend, both mornings I woke up with a throbbing  headache. It bothers me because I like getting up early but fuck, my head hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to stay up after the weird dream because I didn&apos;t want to sleep my Sunday away.  We started cleaning last night and decided to rearrange some stuff today.  We&apos;re taking out the desk from the bedroom and replacing the small one in the movie room with it.  I had this idea a while back that we could keep the laptop in the bedroom for me to use and Warren could have the desktop in the movie room.  So we got a desk and organized all our shelves of books and movies and games and it was great for about 3 months. Then the laptop was always mysteriously back in the movie room.  I will have to say it&apos;s nice to sit here on our &quot;sofa&quot; (we are using two twin beds in an L shape - super comfy and cozy for loungy movie viewing)  and type away.  Okay, so it&apos;s my fault that the damn laptop is in here and the poor desk in the bedroom is never used.  Now it&apos;s full of dust and pictures and a box full of books I ordered from Amazon last week. We have so much stuff.  I always wonder where my paycheck goes - it goes to all our shit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also decided we need a new bed. I think the one we&apos;re using now, Warren has had for a while.  It&apos;s a full size - which would be small for an average couple, but somehow we are fine on it.  Except when I wake up and he&apos;s laying on top of me because he rolled all the way over.  Trust me, it&apos;s not nice to wake up with someone breathing in your face and cutting off your circulation.  Plus, we aren&apos;t using the frame. It looked nice for a while. I love the loungy look and absolutely hate the traditional bedroom stuff. I guess that&apos;s why our bedroom looks like a Blockbuster with pillows.  So we&apos;re getting a Queen sized bed next time. I would loooooooooove a king, and we would have the room if I didn&apos;t instist on using a circa 1980 buffet/entertainment center to hold the 350 pound old school HD tv.  Not to mention the Fuf.  Imagine a gigantic and comfy beanbag chair that uses foam things.  It&apos;s actually pretty cool, but it&apos;s so big. It holds both of us with no problem.  Yet it sits in his reading corner taking up space. I want to get rid of it or move it or something.  When I tell Warren this, he looks at me like I&apos;m suggesting sacrificing puppies.  *sigh*   I guess I will live with it.  At least now I can move it to where the desk was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im actually pretty hungry right now. I guess I should go make oatmeal. Or eggs.  I have to eat breakfast or my whole day is off and this getting healthy thing completely vacates my mind.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im running out of things to say... I must be pretty much awake now. Hehe.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Dec 2008 04:28:00 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;finally went to see Twilight.&amp;nbsp; Thank god it wasn&apos;t as painful as I thought it would be.&amp;nbsp; I went with a friend of the family - her name is Diane. Well, she&apos;s really a friend of Warren&apos;s Mom, but she loves romance movies.&amp;nbsp; So anyway, we almost got into a fight with this rude woman who wanted us and 3 other people to all move down like 3 seats so her family could sit in the back row.&amp;nbsp; I told her to go sit down where all the OPEN&amp;nbsp;seats were. I&amp;nbsp;mean seriously.&amp;nbsp; The movie was already starting.&amp;nbsp; It was dark.&amp;nbsp; Get here early like everyone in the entire theater did.&amp;nbsp; What a bitch. &amp;nbsp; Anyway, I loved parts of the movie, and others were just plain awkward.&amp;nbsp; The direction was awful. I&apos;m glad she&apos;s not doing the next movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s fucking cold out.&amp;nbsp; I want summer.&amp;nbsp; I can&apos;t believe I&apos;m saying this, but I&amp;nbsp;miss the super dry, fry an egg on my car at 7am kind of heat. &amp;nbsp;I guess I am completely turned over to the dark side now...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 03:29:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 01:00:32 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I absolutely loathe children.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 00:22:08 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Temari the kitty</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 05 Nov 2008 15:13:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I think that last night during all the election coverage, it was the first time I&amp;nbsp;was actually proud to be an American.&amp;nbsp; We are shit on for everything.&amp;nbsp; We have a horrible leader elected by ignorant fucks, bad foreign policy, this stupid war, the economy is down the drain, blah blah blah. This time around, I actually wanted to participate.&amp;nbsp; I wanted my vote to count, and I actually paid attention during debates, I read about the candidates stands on issues and fought back tears of joy when Barack Obama was called as President Elect.&amp;nbsp; This is by far the coolest thing I have ever witnessed.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 14:09:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stupid fuckers.</title>
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  <description>I was all excited about the final Twilight series book, but after reading reviews - omg I think I am going to throw something.&amp;nbsp; I&apos;m not even sure I want to spend $13 to find out what happens.&amp;nbsp; I guess I wasn&apos;t expecting a miracle, because Stephenie Meyer is most definitely not the world&apos;s greatest author, but if the things I just read about are true - she&apos;s a sell out thinking about cold, hard cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the a/c went out Thursday.&amp;nbsp; It was not fun sleeping in a house that was about 100 degrees.&amp;nbsp; I was happy to go to work.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also employee of the month. Woo! My boss said it&apos;s rigged because he&apos;s nominated me every month for the two years I&apos;ve been there, and this is the first time I won.&amp;nbsp; So on my days off, we&apos;re heading to the buffet to use my comps. Yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;re in the middle of a Lost marathon.&amp;nbsp; And we&apos;re taking notes.&amp;nbsp; Seriously, that shit is complex.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Jul 2008 14:35:02 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Nooooooooooooooooo!&amp;nbsp; Not my Christian Bale!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized I&apos;ve been a fan of his since 1992.&amp;nbsp; I was 14!&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 17:54:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>:(</title>
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  <description>How sad! George Carlin died. He was just at the Orleans last week, I believe. I wanted to go see him, too! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comedy will never be the same.</description>
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