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  <title>Crucify me</title>
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  <updated>2005-10-21T09:00:35Z</updated>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2005-10-21T04:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T09:00:35Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I ain't no God damned son of a bitch. You better think about it baby.</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2005-10-13T15:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T20:05:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-13T20:05:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fleetwood Mac - The Chain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I really do mean to update more often, but I'm forgetful. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's an overview of the last week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the bar last Friday, and it was dumb. Amanda wouldn't dance because she didn't want people to be looking at us. What's the point of getting all ready and going out if nobody's going to see me? So I downed a few, and created my own fun. ;] Tomorrow I'm going again, and I'm bringing someone else to drive home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as not procrastinating, HA. I'm an idiot, and waited until Tuesday yet again. But it's alright. We have but two more classes before our clinicals, during which I will be working with actual patients, and wearing my spiffy scrubs. Nicole and I purchased some from her mother's work. The pants are flared. Yeah, that's right. All the others will have standard, Wal-mart style scrubs. We'll be rockin' the good stuff. However, the uniform code dictates that we must wear white. I have to purchase some granny-syle white undies, as I do not own any. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick, and that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news: Joe and I have been engaging in phone conversations every night for the past week. He's a spectacular person. Ab-fab.</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2005-10-07T14:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-07T19:07:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-07T19:07:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The thin ice - Pink Floyd</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night, Heather, Amanda, and I went to Kevin's house and jammed for a bit. It was fun. Watching him play the guitar makes me want to crack down and get serious about playing. He has so much talent, and he taught himself. I am amazed, because I can't teach myself shit. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to a bar/club tonight with Amanda. She said that there are bunches of sexy men there, so we'll see. Sometimes her judgement is questionable. But everyone looks alright when I'm half in the bag. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be cool, I'm sure. I could use a night of fun, and I fully intend to tear up the dance floor. I want everyone to be looking at &lt;b&gt;me&lt;/b&gt;.  ;]   Haha</content>
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    <title>"Dibs on Roger!"</title>
    <published>2005-10-06T03:37:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-06T03:37:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had class today. We learned about Perineal care. Exciting, eh? It was certainly someting. The syllabus indicated that we'd be giving eachother bed baths today, but we didn't. I was a little bummed about that...i shaved my legs this morning, and for what? haha. Instead, we demonstrated on some anatomically corect dummies. Not exactly CORRECT...they wee transexual dummies, sort of. The penis was dettachable, but both had breasts. The one that i demonstrated on had a bracelt that read, "Roger." That was funny to me. Anyway, I'm tired because I stayed up until nearly 6 AM doing homework that I should have been doing all week in preparation for today. I think I'll be turning in early tonight. But all is well, this week is a new week, and I don't intend to procrastinate. We'll see. Lol.</content>
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    <title>If only I had an emotional switch.</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T08:10:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T08:10:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bad Religion - Sorrow</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I had a dream about Mike the other night. I really wish I could stop thinking about him, but it seems to be inevitible. In the dream, he was in a bed of roses, but the roses were artificial, like those purchased at a craft store. I perceived this to be &lt;b&gt;artificial beauty&lt;/b&gt;. Perhaps it meant that what we had was not real, but in fact artificial. Maybe this is the closure I need to move on. I think my subconscience is trying to tell me that it's over, and i need to move forward with my life. My heart needs to accept what my mind already knows. It has been months, and I'm tired of thinking about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I met someone who seems wonderful. His name is Joe, and he'd super sweet, intelligent, he has aantastic sense of humor. I've been alone since the split, and it's so refreshing to have a conversation with a man who isn't interested in bringing me down, or fighting. I could see myself getting to know him and forming a friendship that could have the potential to evolve into more. Whatever happens, I want to take things very slowly and see what, if anything, comes of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any event, I'm focusing mainly on me for now. That may seem selfish, but it's what I need to do. I'm feeling very ambitious as of late. I've undertaken the project of redecorating my room, and last night, I painted my dresser. It was a long process that included sanding, sealing, painting, and sponging, but I am so glad I did it. It looks amazing! It's hard to believe that something this cool was the fruits of &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; labor. I've never one anything handy like this before, but having done it, i feel like I can do anything (Within reason of course. Lol). We'll see what task I'll tackle next. ;D</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2005-09-01T04:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-01T09:21:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-01T09:21:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pretty Girl - SugarCult</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Long time, eh? It seems as though I start all of my entries that way. I suppose I could update more frequently, but I don't really see a point. Nobody reads this thing anyway. It is but an outlet for me, a proverbial wasteland for my expired thoughts and what not.  Kinda bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news:&lt;br /&gt;I bought a red 95 Grand Am SE. The windows are tinted, and I like it a lot. &lt;br /&gt;Nicole and I are taking a CNA course beginning in September (This Month!), which will hopefully provide an escape from my dead end lifestyle. I'll be making at least double what I am now. News just doesn't get much better than that.  I'm looking forward to the change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news:&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I broke up. I guess, being as I haven't made mention of him much in this thing, that wouldn't seem like a big deal, but it was. I spent eight months devoting myself to him, and then nothing. Men are ridiculous. I've spent time with a few men since the split, but sadly, those encounters too would fall under the 'bad news' category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You win some, you lose some I guess. Damnit, I'm waiting on my lucky streak.</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2005-01-20T09:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T15:54:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T15:55:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Shins - Kissing the lipless</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't posted in awhile, but I have some free time, so what the hell. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to Nicole and Carly's house almost a week ago, and we've been having a blast. I'm surprised that I've stayed this long. We always plan on me staying for a night, MAYBE two or three, but this time I stayed like six or something. Going home will feel strange. This was like a mini vacation kinda. Lol. It's really cool here though. They used to live across the street from me when I was young as hell, so I've known them for a long time. They always make me feel like a part of the family, but I like to think that I kind of am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole's baby is getting so big! She's soooo pretty. And she's smart! It's so strange to think that she's a tiny little person and will be molded by whatever those around her say and do. Ok, so it's not that hard to imagine, because that's obviously what a baby is... but it's cool because in a little way, me being around while she's developing and learning all these new things is cool. It's like.. because I'm in her life, even if only a little bit, I get to help mold her. :) I can't wait to have a baby. 2007 sounds like a good year. Lol. I just hope he or she is as cute as Maddie! She's s'damn cute. Haha. God knows she must have gotten it from Nicole! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm getting a new cell within the next week, so that rocks. Mike is getting it for me. He's great. I really like him a lot. :]  I'll post about him some other time if I feel like it. Right now, I'm gonna go cuz Nicole and I have things to do. We're gonna go to the tech and get information about classes so we won't be bums. Lol. Then we're gonna go pick up carly and go have lunch. It's always fun when we all get together. It'll be an eventful day, I'm sure. And today I'm going home, no matter how much fun we have! I miss my mom. Isn't that gay? haha. Whatever though, I do. ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and my background is effed. That blows. I gotta fix that...someday when i'm not a lazy ass. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, kids. ;]</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-10-11T03:56:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-11T09:56:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-11T10:02:41Z</updated>
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IT IS YOU, ICHABOD CRANE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Madelyn's first birthday party. It started at 1, but unfortunately, I slept until about 1:30, then had to get ready AND go all the way out by the mall to get a card and shit. By the time I did all the shit I had to do, it was already like 4 something. I ended up getting there at like five-ish... so that sucks. But if you know me at all, you know that I'm never on time. Never. I should work on that or something. Lol. Iunno. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/hazelwudi/quizzes/Where%20do%20you%20fall%20on%20the%20liberal%20-%20conservative%20political%20spectrum%3F%20%20(United%20States)/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/H/hazelwudi/1043656538_opfar-left.GIF" border="0" alt="Far-Left Liberal"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Where do you fall on the liberal - conservative political spectrum?  (United States)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can't we all just get a bong?&lt;/b&gt; (lololol, that was old skool.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I stopped in at Maddie's party, I called Chad and we chilled for awhile.Then Melissa called me so I met her at her house. We just chilled all night and shit. OMG I wanted an empanada SO bad, but by the time I thought about it, Taco Bell was closed. So we went to Walmart and tried to find some, cuz yanno, what the fuck doesn't Walmart have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;Empanadas!&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dumbass workers didn't even know what an empanada was. I was like wtf retards... I understand that you work the freaks/geeks shift, but come on, have you never been to Taco Bell? Dumb-da-dumb-dumb. I hate people sometimes. But I love Melissa. We had a shitload of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=2253"&gt;"What Kinda Kiss R U?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/2253/res1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Playful Kiss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;The playful kiss is about you having fun and not needing to have feelings for that person. You just go with the flow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizzes are neato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=803"&gt;"What Kind of Pervert are You?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/803/res5.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Seductive Pervert&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;The Seductive Pervert: You are The Seductive Pervert, you don't have to try! You use only your body and sexual ways to lure someone in an endless dream of sexual fantasies. Although you may use toys, you have your desires, you seem to know what gets to them, you even know their soft spots, woah, wouldn't matter if they had first met you or not! Your ways are unbelievable and quite sensual, you could probably lay anyone you wanted with the way you speak, move, or just motion. Just don't test your abilities on yourself, you might find yourself attracted to even your own body. Let's try attracting another person instead. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=735"&gt;"Which God or Goddess are you?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/735/res2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;God of Darkness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seductive and, whether it's ture or not, HOT! You don't mind using what you got to take advantage of people, and you know you got it. You don't care what people think of you and wear your sexual orientation on your sleeve. You are the second piece to the ultimate divine being, combining darkeness with light makes the world live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF kinda anime shit is that? I hate anime. That picture is kinda cool though, I s'pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/randomquiz.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://nc.aftran.com/~alanna/lrandom.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna/randomquiz.html" target="new"&gt;How random are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;this quiz was made by &lt;a href="http://www.lacota.net/alanna"&gt;alanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That quiz is bogus! I'm way random, mother fucker. Lol, I posted it anyway so you could all go take it. The retard who wrote it has an unhealthy fixation with bananas, though. Iunno what all that's about, but who am i to judge another man's relationship with his fruit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/grandvizier/1091407747_aGirlyMama.jpg" border="0" alt="Girly Mama 2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're a girl power mommy!  You love to be girly,&lt;br&gt;but you're no pushover.  Your kids are learning&lt;br&gt;that gender differences don't have to mean&lt;br&gt;gender inequality.  You've taken back pink, and&lt;br&gt;you don't care who knows it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/grandvizier/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20a%20freaky%20mother%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of a freaky mother are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;W T F&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can taste a difference in cheese made somewhere else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You own at least one tie with a or peice of jewelry with a Green Bay Packer theme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can find and pronounce : Eau Claire, Oconomowoc, Menomonee Falls, Waukesha, and La Crosse, Fond du Lac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can correctly spell Milwaukee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what "bubbler" means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least one of your family members works / worked in a cheese factory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A holstein cow outside of Wisconsin makes you miss home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can taste the difference between apples grown up north and the ones that you can buy in the south.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When talking about the Green Bay Packers you refer to them as "we".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the weather hits 0 degrees you decide that maybe it's time to get out a jacket instead of a sweatshirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family gets together every week for fish fry at the local pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what a brat is, and they're at every outdoor event that your family has ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to make a very good sled out of normal household items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love you outdoor pool because of how it doubles as an ice skating area during the winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can tell the difference between the smell of cow manure and pig manure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have watched Fargo and not noticed an accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drive around with the air conditioning on until it hits 30 degrees, because it just was so darn hot outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local paper needs 6 pages to cover the Packers... in July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your best shirt has a big letter G on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've said "Of course they'll win. They're God's team."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think it's nice enough to swim when the temperature hits 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You family owns a "winter car" while the "good one" sits in the garage from Nov-Apr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your put ketchup on a charcoal grilled NY strip steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live in a house that has no front steps, yet the door is one yard above the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think everyone from south of Madison has an accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can identify a Michigan accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down South to you means Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling coast to coast means going from Superior to Milwaukee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can make sense out of the words "upnort" and "Trivers".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have to go to Florida to get a tan in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consider Madison exotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can visit Luxemburg, Holland, Belgium, Denmark, Berlin, New London &amp; Poland all in one afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can recognize someone from Illinois from their driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You buy cat litter every winter, but you don't own a cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least twice a year, the kitchen doubles as a meat processing plant or cannery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what to do with a Blatz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have a coughing fit from one sip of Pabst Blue Ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucky the Badger hangs on your Christmas tree even if you didn't go to University of Wisconsinm Madison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a member of the Polar Bear Club and proud of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can use the word "ya der hey" easily in a sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear someone use the words "uff-dah" and you don't immediately break into uncontrollable laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your whole family wears green and gold to church on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your idea of creative landscaping is a statue of a cow next to your blue spruce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to polka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You own a cheesehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have cow pharaphenilia around your house, including your pajama pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what a FIB is and can spot them a mile away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think of the major four food groups as cheese, beer, brats and Jell-O salad with marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FFA was the most popular club in high school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have eaten a cow pie at the State Fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was at least one kid in your class who had to help milk cows in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country Kitchen is the place to meet after the party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever seen or played in a "broom ball" game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have ever partied at Summerfest, Festa Italiana, German Fest, Irish Fest, Oktoberfest, or all of the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You or someone you know was a "Dairy Princess" at a county fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't be friends with a Vikings fan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your idea of diversity is having black, white, and brown cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends from Wisconsin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/wherefrom.html"&gt;Get Your Own "You Know You're From" Meme Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cool things for your blog at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That was so absurd, it geeked me hella.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/F/faerienunu/1093203759_resmermaid.jpg" border="0" alt="HASH(0x8aa5450)"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mermaid - mermaids are gorgeous, lovely and&lt;br&gt;alluringly innocent, but there is more to them&lt;br&gt;than that. Mermaids tend to 'move in packs',&lt;br&gt;sticking to those they know and rarely breaking&lt;br&gt;out of their friendship circles. They are very&lt;br&gt;loyal to their friends, but do not care as much&lt;br&gt;for others outside their group. Mermaids are&lt;br&gt;clever in ways outside of academics, they know&lt;br&gt;how to get what they want in life and how to&lt;br&gt;use what they've been given to its full&lt;br&gt;potential. You are a crafty bunch with layers&lt;br&gt;of loveliness, mermaids are great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/faerienunu/quizzes/Personality%20thingy%20type(detailed%2C%20with%20pics%20(wow%20i%20know)%20and%20most%20likely%20for%20girls)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Personality thingy type(detailed, with pics (wow i know) and most likely for girls)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a water sign, but damn. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/irishgal8418/1043653807_sbunnylove.gif" border="0" alt="Bunny Love!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are into the "love revolution" scene&lt;br&gt;thus you are a "love revolution"&lt;br&gt;blinkie!  Easy enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/irishgal8418/quizzes/What%20blinkie%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What blinkie are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, these quizzes keep getting gayer and gayer [&lt;b&gt;PRIDE!&lt;/b&gt; what what!]so I'm done clogging your journals now. I woulda added the little link thinger in there to hide the shit, but it's like 5 AM and i'm tired. So fuck it, i'm going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yeah, I bought new jeans. They make my ass look hella good. &lt;b&gt;I rock.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-10-06T00:28:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-06T07:31:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-06T07:31:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Shinedown - 45</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Minutes are hours, hours are days.&lt;br /&gt;Trapped in the nothingness of my very being.&lt;br /&gt;Watch me fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't duck it, fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;fuck me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;]</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-10-04T00:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T05:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T05:47:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Killers - Somebody told me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Yep, so life is cool. I got my license reinstated the other day, and that rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe asked me to go to Seattle with him at the end of the month. I really might go... all inclusive trip, there isn't really any down side. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just smacked Brittany... what what! Now she's my prison bitch. lololol &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit, I thought I had more to say. Lol. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me if you're cool. What what. ;]</content>
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    <title>lololol</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T05:39:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T05:39:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px black solid; width: 90%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/"&gt;My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;my_crucifixion goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as Baby Spice with hooker tendencies.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/burgundyphoenix"&gt;burgundyphoenix&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a rotten egg.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cheatrulesfoamy/"&gt;cheatrulesfoamy&lt;/a&gt; gives you 18 white peach-flavoured pieces of bubblegum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/digitalfaery/"&gt;digitalfaery&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 6 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/ladyfiara/"&gt;ladyfiara&lt;/a&gt; gives you 8 yellow coconut-flavoured pieces of chewing gum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/meganr123/"&gt;meganr123&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a scratched CD.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/sxeboi2k3/"&gt;sxeboi2k3&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a wad of paper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/the_smoker/"&gt;the_smoker&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 16 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;my_crucifixion ends up with 4 pieces of candy, a rotten egg, a scratched CD, and a wad of paper.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/index.cgi" method="post"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center"&gt;Go trick-or-treating! Username: &lt;input type="text" name="username" size="10"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Let&amp;#39;s Go!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: xx-small; text-align: center"&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rfreebern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-10-04T00:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-04T05:28:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-04T05:28:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Take the quiz: &lt;a href="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz.php?id=1462"&gt;"What Kind of Soul Do You Retain?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.zenhex.com/quiz/1462/res4.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forgotten&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Somewhere, early on, you lost a sense of your soul. Even reading this, you may not understand. You lost a very precious part of you and silently, it yearns to be back with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W&lt;br /&gt;T&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolol</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-09-22T10:00:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-22T15:01:32Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-22T15:01:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://http://www.pattyroberts.com/broken%20heart.gif" alt="How it feels" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-09-22T09:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-22T14:41:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-22T14:41:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been awhile, but I'm at school and I'm bored so I thought I'd post. We're doing projects on "self-esteem." Haha. Exciting, huh? What what! Earlier, I had to do an essay on a pamphlet entitled, "I am important!" I tell ya, they make us do some weird shit here. Whatever though, I'm done on Friday. Thank God for that. I can sleep again! Haha. Yep, and I got a job finally. That won't interfere with my sleeping though. The hours rock. Score. I work 4-9 on week days, and 9-3 on Saturdays. The Saturday shift kinda blows, but I'll cope. My place of employment is Fox Valley Distributing. I'm a telemarketer! Haha! It's not that bad. I kinda like it. And the people with whom I work are really cool. I think things will work out. :] Time will tell, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so, it's weird.. Brittany got a job too. Neither of us had a job for the longest time, and then suddenly, in the same week, we both got one. Kinda strange, eh? Cool though. Go us, what what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a less positive note, men suck. Wtf, man, I rock. Don't pull this bastard ass man routine with me! It will -so- not fly. ;x !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't diss me, I'll cry! lololol&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Brittany Galore!</title>
    <published>2004-09-17T02:47:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-17T02:47:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Seether ft. Amy Lee - Broken</lj:music>
    <content type="html">And you know why? Because that's me! LOL I'm updating for my lovely sex partner Mandy ^.^&lt;br /&gt;"Cuz I'm too fuckin' lazy to do it myself." &lt;br /&gt;We've decided to diet... not going to great for either of us at the moment... but shit happens and we'll get into the routine hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah Call Mandy, Cuz she's hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Brian. She talked to him on the phone for like... 8 or 9 hours a few nights ago and I guess they got to know each other severely well. ^.^ "I miss him so much!" She's totally diggin' on him. (Woa... never used those words before &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;) "At least you didn't say I'm crunchin on him." LMAO He's tall, skinny, curly kinda long dark brown hair. "I like him a bunch and I don't know why. He has a great laugh." We met up with him at the mall for a brief moment while we were chillin' outside because punks wouldn't let us in to see Ryan Cabrera. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wanted to know, I love the way you laugh..."</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-09-09T16:58:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-09T22:04:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I had a dumbass appointment thing today with a career counselor. That was a real shit-fest. After that, I got some new bras and underpants. What what! Hell yeah, i'm sexy like whoa. Haha. Nothing else is really new.. i'unno. Chilled with Bubs and Brittany the past few days. Had fun. Whatever, same ol'. Oh, and Brittany's friend Brian seems cool. We're gonna hang out sometime in the near future. Chinese food and Pretty Woman... it's a date! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'all for now. P'z, muthaz. lolol</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-08-27T17:39:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-27T22:41:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-27T22:41:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">(Some weird old guy is sitting next to me, reading whatever dumbass shit is on his screen out loud.. under his breath sort of, but it's weirding me out. Stupid freaks that come here, I tell ya! Oh, and some other old guy stared at my boobs earlier. Rofl. I can't wait to get the fuck out of here.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRITTANY AND I ARE GOING SWIMMING TONIGHT! WHAT WHAT! We've been wanting to go for like weeks, so i'm psyched. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, now I'm going f'real. haha. Peace out. And madd love to all my Life-D homies! I miss you tons! Hit me up on the aim sometime... submodaiitiez. Or yahoo... s4pph0. Contact me or die! ;D</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-08-27T17:22:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-27T22:38:43Z</published>
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    <content type="html">My mom wanted to come check out a book at the library, so I siezed the opportunity to come update. Here's my life in a nutshell as of late:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/W/WildAngelbabe/1090047496_uresCherry.jpg" border="0" alt="cherry pie!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;I am Cherry Pie!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hot and sexy! I like to be in style and love to&lt;br&gt;look my best. I love attention and try too hard&lt;br&gt;to get it! I'm pretty flirtatious, i'm a really&lt;br&gt;fun person to hang around even though i get&lt;br&gt;muself into trouble sometimes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/WildAngelbabe/quizzes/Which%20kind%20of%20desert%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which kind of desert are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/truly-dippy/1061649890_oprainbow2.jpg" border="0" alt="Rainbow"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/truly-dippy/quizzes/%3F%3F%20Which%20Natural%20Wonder%20Or%20Disaster%20Are%20You%20%3F%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;?? Which Natural Wonder Or Disaster Are You ??&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't posted at all lately because the internet at my house is down. Luke and my mom are breaking up and the phone was in his name, so of course the fucker disconnected it. I'd rather go without a phone/internet connection than continue living with that monster of a man. I loathe him. He'll be out by October 1st. Thank God. It's about mother fucking time my mom came to her senses and kicked that raunchy asshole to the curb. I know that with him gone, things will start to look up for us. I'm going to get a job and so is she, after her surgery. We'll make it, and we'll be doing better than we were with him around. What really rocks is that my mom will feel better about herself. There won't be anyone around to bring her down anymore. She deerves to be happy, and I know she will be once everything pans out. Obviously I can't move out yet, though. That kinda foils my plans for the immediate future. I'll hafta be helping her with Emily, and bills and what not. I'm not complaining though. Once we're back on our feet I'll be able to move. This will give me a chance to save up some money anyway which is always a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I haven't posted in awhile, I am still online sometimes at Brittany's house. She just moved like a block away from me and we've been hanging out a lot lately. I'm really happy that she moved so close, cuz we've been having a blast together. Plus it's like doubling our wardrobe! hahahaha, jk. Our styles are waaaay different. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of styles, I went thrifting yesterday and got the coolest shit ever. I'm wearing some of my cool new vintage shit today, actually. I kinda look like a skank cuz I have massive cleavage exposed, but yanno what? I could care less. I look hot as hell and i know it. lol. WHAT WHAT! HOLLA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Rob, you rat tail, I've been trying to get ahold of you! You suck and blow simultaneously! Skank pot! &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight, with that said, I'm out. ;]</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-08-04T19:05:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-05T00:10:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-05T00:10:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sean, a friend from high school, and I went out for lunch today and caught up. It was a lot of fun. I adore him&amp;lt;33 We go way back. Then we watched a movie and had a grand ol' time. Hopefully tonight I'll chill with Jordan [And hot Tom and hot Amber]. hehe. I'unno. Whatever y0. My nose rocks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:my_crucifixion:8828</id>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-08-04T04:42:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-04T09:42:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-04T09:42:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We got trashed and pierced my nose and my lip tonight. Rock out. It hurts, but it'll be worth it. I can't wait till it heals. I love Jordan and Tom&amp;lt;33</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:my_crucifixion:8598</id>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-08-02T23:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-03T07:00:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-03T07:00:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm at Jordan's and we're having a blast. I love Jordan ;D Yep, and Brittany and I have been hanging out a lot lately. That's cool. We always have a lot of fun together. K, i'm going home now. Bye! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &amp;lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, you can't get ahold of me. I'm untouchable. what what. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis, I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moldy-arrow, eat me. I &amp;lt;3 you! ;D</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-07-22T21:55:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-23T02:55:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-23T03:41:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Social Distortion - Ball and chain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever really listened to the silence?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen the wind blow?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever mentioned my name in the shadows of time,&lt;br /&gt;Only to meet the silence of a beautiful wave of love?&lt;br /&gt;Of pain;&lt;br /&gt;Of Lonliness?&lt;br /&gt;How many times have you noticed&lt;br /&gt;The power of the darkness;&lt;br /&gt;Of the silence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3 Trav &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-07-22T21:47:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-23T02:48:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-23T02:50:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>His Infernal Majesty - For you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My mom went for resentencing and got thirty days with childcare release from 8 AM to 8 PM. I'm relieved. They went easy on her. Thank God. I don't even want to think about what would or could have happened throughout the duration of the 3-6 months they had estimated. So now I only see her during the day, but I'm okay with that. Luke and Emily usually go to bed around 9 or 10, and after that, I'm alone. Sounds more sad than it is. Lol. In a situation as such, I'd rather be alone. Besides, two days are down, and I only have 28 more to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travis leaves for NY tomorrow. That sucks. He just got back, and he'll be gone again. But, 'whatev' [Lol Jordan.. i totally stole that. haha]. Shit happens, homie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note...&lt;br /&gt;I dyed my hair red/brown/auburn. Everyone around me digs it, but I don't. I'm gonna change it soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inez's graduation party is on Saturday. I'm excited. All of my friends from high school will be there. I haven't seen most of them since I got expelled, so that'll kick ass. We're all gonna go swimming and get wasted. Lol, I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored last night/this morning, and painted my lighters with nail polish. Haha. I'm a 'tard. But they look cool as hell.. all brightly colored and glittery. WHAT WHAT! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jordan, if you're reading this, I still wanna borrow Sex and the City, so hook it up. Haha. &amp;lt;3 you!&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>an addition....</title>
    <published>2004-07-22T10:24:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-22T10:27:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Roll a joint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt; ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ &amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and smoke up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;ZZZZZZZZZ#### ~~~~~~~~


[Cheesy, huh? Lol. That&amp;#39;s my attempt at e-art. C&amp;#39;mon, it made you laugh, dork. Give it up. ;x!]</content>
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    <title>my_crucifixion @ 2004-07-22T05:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-22T10:10:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-22T10:33:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I have Whitney Houston stuck in my head. ;x</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Staples are dumb. Don't buy them. Paper clips are the way to go! See Rob's entry regarding the matter for further details. &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_sxeboi2k3' lj:user='sxeboi2k3' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sxeboi2k3.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sxeboi2k3.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sxeboi2k3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Screw the retraction letter, Rob. There's nothing saying 'delay in effectiveness of stapling' on the label. Or maybe it's in the fine print... I'd hafta get out my bifocals (lol).. but if you ask me, I say stand tall and proud, and let those dirty stapling bastards know what we think of them! And if they don't fulfill our forementioned requests, we'll prank their asses 'till they go nuts! And watch out, guys. I can do a mean Avon lady impression! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really, really, really like Travis. I can't remember if I've written about him before or not, but I'm way too lazy to go through past entries and check. Haha. I'm so unmotivated. Who is Travis, you're wondering? This is where it may seem silly. Travis is a guy I met online through another online friend, awhile back. He's great. F'real, Completey and absolutely perfect for me in every conceivable way...except for the fact that he's in the army and can't be with me. It seems as though fate is playing a cruel joke. Maybe I'm naive, or maybe just retarded. Lol, I dunno, but I know how I feel, and I know it doesn't feel silly. I guess weirder things have happened, yanno? I think the feeling is mutual, but it's hard to decipher one's level of emotion over the internet. Maybe it could happen. I could wait the two years and however many days until he gets out of the army, and we could be together. One of us would have to relocate though. There isn't much really keeping me here, though. I have great friends and I adore them, but sacrifices have to be made in exchange for happiness sometimes. I'm not really sure exactly how much  I am willing to sacrifice, though. I know I'm kind of a hardass, and I say I don't need love, but when push comes to shove, I really do want it. Who doesn't want someone special in their life, yanno? It's just so different with him. It's like he feels the same way about stuff as I do. No drama, no games, just being real and having fun with everything that cha do. I can't imagine myself with many people, but I can imagine myself with him. Maybe he'd live here. Or maybe we could move somewhere completely different and start completely over. I'unno. Maybe it isn't anything big at all. Maybe it's wishful thinking. All I know is that I want to be happy, and he makes me happy. Besides, Jordan &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_the_smoker' lj:user='the_smoker' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://the-smoker.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://the-smoker.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;the_smoker&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Rob&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_sxeboi2k3' lj:user='sxeboi2k3' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sxeboi2k3.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sxeboi2k3.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sxeboi2k3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (As previously mentioned) are 56943576209760936 miles away from eachother, and they seem to be hitting it off great. In any event, i'm not gonna let my pessimism get in the way. What will be, will eventually be. Fate is a fickle thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting light out, and I'm going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and For the record, Moldy-arrow, disregard any previous retraction suggestions. I got booted whilst typing this entry. Hahaha! Blow me, Mr. Staple guy. ;x !</content>
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