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  <title>Life Thus Far</title>
  <subtitle>Memiors of a Leah</subtitle>
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    <name>Leah</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-02T10:45:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:22521</id>
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    <title>At what point does procrastination become serious?</title>
    <published>2009-12-02T10:43:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-02T10:43:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Creaks and groans of the apt</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So instead of studying or writing the take-home essay for this Thursday final I HAVE to get an A on, I've been reading webcomics and fooling with facebok since 9 pm. I have class in 8 hours, then work, then one magical evening in which I must do (and study) the exam review, essay, and prep for my OTHER final (this one cumulative) on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord oh Lord, why do I do this?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:22205</id>
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    <title>I hallucinate in turquoise</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T19:35:23Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-30T19:35:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Steve Goodman- "Penny Evans"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">They're very&amp;nbsp;lovely dreamscapes, too. Yesterday, Eva, John, Nel, and I&amp;nbsp;spent 5 hours painting three walls in my apartment. I&amp;nbsp;then spent 6 more hours finishing it. My friends are wonderful people and their noble sacrifices of time and clothing will not go unheralded. *trumpets sound*&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;haven't cleaned anything from the painting yet, so that's what I&amp;nbsp;get to do today. I&amp;nbsp;just stuck all the brushes/rollers in a bucket to soak and closed the cans. Here's to hoping for no touch-ups!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hyundai has been christened by our curb, so I&amp;nbsp;also need to go to NTB&amp;nbsp;and get the tire replaced. Dad's seriously considering taking a sledgehammer and chisel to the bastard and ending it. I approve.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:21972</id>
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    <title>Because I'm past due on my monthly posts</title>
    <published>2009-08-28T09:10:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-02T10:45:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>yawning</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;LIfe update:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Am currently going to Grad School at UTD in Human Development and Early Childhood Disorders. Am also living with parents and leeching money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) As per the aforementioned statement pertaining to the exact nature of my current income, I have a new car and laptop. Thus, I&amp;nbsp;am mobile both physically and interdimensionally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I work at Callier part time now. Yay for paying my parents back while still living off them....huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aside from my obvious dependency issues, life's good. Busy as hell, but overall amazing. Go figure. A&amp;nbsp;reasonably happy entry!&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:21535</id>
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    <title>tweet</title>
    <published>2009-06-13T22:08:11Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-22T18:40:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Got a twitter. Let's see if I&amp;nbsp;use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: it's actually TexadelphiaKid</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:21335</id>
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    <title>FML update</title>
    <published>2009-05-18T19:03:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-18T19:03:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Yell Fire!"- Michael Frant &amp; Spearhead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1) Still haven't heard from those teachers, but I dropped the one class and signed up for the most likely of the other 2.&amp;nbsp; It's MW 4:40 - 7:35. What am I going to do when I'm not in class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Ceiling fan fixed. Not electrocuted yet, either. A ++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Flash drive was in Tech Center. Is now home safe and sound. Still procrastinating on that essay, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 &amp;amp; 5) Oh please. Boys are silly. Seeing Sam this week and he promised to see Star Trek with me. I'm so much nerdier than he is, but he'll give in eventually.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:21079</id>
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    <title>FML</title>
    <published>2009-05-16T17:57:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-16T17:57:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eric Clapton- "Tears in Heaven"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1)&amp;nbsp;I ended up passing the class I'm supposed to be taking in summer school, however there are 2 other classes I'm waiting to hear about. I&amp;nbsp;need to get out of my original choice and maybe get into another class, but I&amp;nbsp;don't know if I'll even need to take summer school anymore because the teachers haven't finished fiddling with my grades. I can't sign up for classes online because my GPA&amp;nbsp;is too low to be accepted by the Temple website.&amp;nbsp; The advising office is closed and won't reopen until Monday, the first day of classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)&amp;nbsp;My ceiling fan started&amp;nbsp;leaking a&amp;nbsp;waterfall today for the first time in 2 years. The landlord won't be around to fix it until tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I lost the flash drive with my admissions essay and all the school work for this semester on it sometime between Wednesday and Thursday. It's either at the Planetarium or the Tech Center. No one at the Planetarium will return my calls or answer my messages and the Tech Center is closed until Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)&amp;nbsp;Three guys I've known since Sophomore year have suddenly decided they want to have in-depth conversations about why &amp;quot;we&amp;quot; never worked out&amp;nbsp;and what it might've been like if &amp;quot;we&amp;quot; had actually happened. One is Lucky (yes, that Lucky), who forgot to tell me he got married in December. Another is Scott, who called me twice a day for the first 2 weeks I&amp;nbsp;knew him. The last is Matt, who I actually&amp;nbsp;cared about&amp;nbsp;and that makes&amp;nbsp;this whole rehashing thing feel futile and more than slightly masochistic because he's from England but lives in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The guy I'm currently dating is moving faster emotionally than I&amp;nbsp;am and it's turning me off. At this rate, he'll expect us to be engaged by the time I&amp;nbsp;leave in July! He invited me to his co-worker's wedding in June.</content>
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    <title>Huh</title>
    <published>2009-02-26T03:37:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-26T03:37:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Heart of the Ocean"- Gaelic Storm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Just noticed that I&amp;nbsp;rarely, if ever post happy thoughts. Gonna have to change that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:20705</id>
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    <title>Cold sunny days are a tease and I have blue balls</title>
    <published>2009-02-26T03:33:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-26T03:34:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"I Want You"- The Zutons</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm in the Tech Center, that eternal hole of life-sucking online distractions, theoretically doing homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer got fed up with all the abuse and left me. My profile's &amp;quot;corrupt&amp;quot; and therefore has set itself up a temporary one upon which nothing can be saved. Also, if I try to reorganize anything at all, it disappears into the land of lost files. Not even Recuva could find my Leah folder after I tried to put it back on my desktop. What a shame, seeing how my life's in there. Also, my music is all gone. Well, inaccessible, but really that's the same thing if I&amp;nbsp;have no clue where it went. Thank God for last.fm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this sounds remarkably like a bad episode of Dissociative Identity Disorder. My laptop's developed an alternate persona to protect itself and has finally lost control of whatever reality it inhabited before. I took it to Computer Services (Techo-shrinks), but they had no clue what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That exam I&amp;nbsp;had to turn in today? Forever lost to the abyss of my hard drive. I&amp;nbsp;searched, but it's gone the way of my iTunes folder. It was in the Leah folder with all of my academic work for 5 years, all the pictures I've ever wanted to save, all the tidbits I&amp;nbsp;found amusing, and every sentimental computer-related memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In happier news, I'm going to Vegas this weekend. Maybe I'll win enough money to buy myself a new laptop. :D *crying on the inside*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, Vegas!!! With Nelface, Karita, and Rickles!!! There will be money spent, money lost, and money earned...if I&amp;nbsp;get desperate. Prostitution's legal in Nevada, people. All, however, will be well worth it for a weekend with friends away from stress-filled Philly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in such a morbid mood this post! Gah!!! I'm just going to run with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. SARA- too much text?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:20372</id>
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    <title>War, good God y'all. What is it good for? Absolutely nothing.</title>
    <published>2009-02-17T21:34:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-17T21:37:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Feist- "La Meme Historie/We're All in the Dance"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just spent the last 1.5 hours talking to a pretty good friend of mine. He graduated at the semester and is now on his way to the local recruiting office to report for duty. He will spend the next 6 months in Missouri training to become a civil engineering specialist with the Army. He'll then move to Georgia for a 3 week training in paratrooping and then, it's off to wherever the Department of Defense tells him to go, be it Iraq, Afghanistan, wherever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than the fact that a friend just left to go fight a war, I'm doing pretty well. Getting work done. Skipped tae kwon do today because I didn't really sleep last night. Have been feeling mildly nauseous today due to said lack. Meh. Got my act together in all my other classes, though. Score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA:&amp;nbsp;Sorry for the tres depressing entry.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:20049</id>
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    <title>blargh</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T06:26:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-12T06:31:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Chase This Light"- Jimmy Eat World</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;Hip-hop musicals are spectacular things. Especially when they're Seven Against Thebes (of the Oedipus Trilogy). Especially when&amp;nbsp;you get to see 3 of your friends dance and sing and rap and beatbox like they've never done before. Mostly because they really never have done it before. Or, 1 of them, at least. And in public. Anyways, I have issues. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="background-color: #d2d2d2"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm pretty sure I really really like this guy. Nice guy. Cute guy. I&amp;nbsp;was flirting with him at the beginning of last semester, but he was&amp;nbsp;less than interested&amp;nbsp;romantically. In fact,&amp;nbsp;I&amp;nbsp;introduced him to my friend and ultimately they were...complicated. She tried to make a go of it as a rebound relationship, he pulled away because she was leaving. Now she's in Japan and still in love with her ex in the first place. Anyway, like I said, they were complicated and I was too&amp;nbsp;chicken to try and get him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what brings this on?&amp;nbsp;He was in this play tonight.&amp;nbsp;He was good. Incredibly talented. This is a side of him I've never seen, and I think I'm&amp;nbsp;smitten. I&amp;nbsp;hope it wears&amp;nbsp;off soon, because otherwise&amp;nbsp;this semester could be painful. Had to get it off my chest. I'm not a fan of funny feelings and I&amp;nbsp;really don't want to encourage unrealistic ones.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La dee da, life's busy. I'm secretary for the Feminist Majority Leadership Alliance, I'm graduating and trying to find a job and sending out letters and applying for stuff. I'm also taking a full course load. I must be crazy.</content>
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    <title>What is sleep?</title>
    <published>2008-12-03T07:39:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-03T07:39:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Looking at the World From the Bottom of a Well"- Mike Doughty</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't know what it is, but lately I've felt like sleeping has been a waste of my time. I've gotten a lot done and am no longer behind in papers or extra credit or anything, but I am le tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is also my 2nd all-nighter in a row. It's only Tuesday and the next few weeks aren't going to get any easier. I&amp;nbsp;need to buy stock in Starbucks. It's 24 hours, in the Tech Center, and a cute mohawked, pierced guy works the night shift. Can y'all guess how often I'm going to need &amp;quot;caffeine&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;breaks&amp;quot;? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is only the beginning. It won't get easier. Gah, I'm giving myself a panic attack.</content>
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    <title>Life</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T00:32:24Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-26T03:40:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Little Feat- Willin'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm a take-home exam in the hole and still haven't finished it. Have a quiz tomorrow that I&amp;nbsp;should study for. Should meaning need to because I never went to class and therefore get to learn the material all by my lonesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Ashlee's tonight instead. I'll bring all my stuff with me so I don't feel so bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, Ladies and Gents, is how I&amp;nbsp;rationalize my way out of a panic attack while still doing nothing to fix the cause. I think I gave up on school in 7th grade and never looked back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: I read what I wrote, thought it was almost ridiculous, and am not going to Ashlee's. I'll just go home and pretend to work so I can say I tried to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA2: Months after the fact, I've worked up the courage to admit that I&amp;nbsp;went to Ashlee's after all.</content>
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    <title>yes we did</title>
    <published>2008-11-05T22:46:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T22:46:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Battle Cry"- Shontelle</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It hit me today, the day after.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;was in the shower, so it was a weird kind of realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how sometimes ideas have a form? This one had one. It was a pink chiffon bow, but a dark pink. Kind of magenta. The&amp;nbsp;ribbon was wire-edged, so the curves were crisp and perfect and the look was pristine. A tag was attached to the white box that supported it: Roe v. Wade is Safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that, ladies and gentlemen, is what Obama means to me.</content>
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    <title>LISTEN!!!</title>
    <published>2008-11-03T20:09:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-03T20:09:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Yes We Can"- Will.I.Am and Barack Obama</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: #0000ff"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large"&gt;VOTE TOMORROW!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:i_am_yall:18782</id>
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    <title>The fat lady has sung, folks!!!</title>
    <published>2008-10-20T04:16:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-20T04:16:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>sweet sounds of Sportscenter post-game</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="color: #000080"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boston is GONE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And life is SA-WEET!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garza'a kinda cute, ya think? :D Shame about his musical tastes, though. My predictions for the World Series: Philly in 7. I&amp;nbsp;can't see these Rays giving them an easy time, but I&amp;nbsp;think my heart's with the Phillies. If&amp;nbsp;it&amp;nbsp;wasn't, I think I'd be killed. No joke. There were riots here when we won the NLCS. I'm not going to make it official, though. I&amp;nbsp;might have a thing for the Rays now that they've beaten Public Enemy #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scheduling for my LAST&amp;nbsp;SEMESTER&amp;nbsp;OF&amp;nbsp;COLLEGE&amp;nbsp;begins tomorrow. Oh boy. On the plus side, by some miracle I&amp;nbsp;have credits to play around with, so I'm taking my Psych capstone, 2 more upper level Psych classes, and then 2 electives. I think I'm going with French 1 and an acting course. Hopefully one without too much paperwork. I should research that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, getting up tomorrow for scheduling, so that means bed now. I&amp;nbsp;walked 8.4 miles today (annual AIDS Walk)&amp;nbsp;and canvassed for 4 hours yesterday, so my puppies are barkin'. Night y'all!!!</content>
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    <title>I. AM. IRONMAN!</title>
    <published>2008-10-02T18:27:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-02T18:27:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ironman- Black Sabbath</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="4" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to see a screening/promo thing for my friend Ashlee's tourism and hospitality job. I&amp;nbsp;swear, that girl gets the best stuff. She partied in the VIP&amp;nbsp;lounge with Snoop Dog and the Philly Eagles and was asked out by 2 Red Sox (Coco Crisp and Manny). Now, I&amp;nbsp;don't give a shit about any of them, but it follows that she'll get more opportunity with cool people and will eventually find a celeb worth knowing. On that day, I will, be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight's also the VP&amp;nbsp;DEBATE!!! Get excited people! The Philadelphia Metro (local paper thing)&amp;nbsp;published a drinking game yesterday. Fun times. ;&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've recently discovered Rise&amp;nbsp;Against!, who are politically awesome and hardcore. Maybe it's because that's kinda my life these days, but oh well. Art mirrors life?&amp;nbsp;That could explain why all the stories I've written for Creative Fiction have been getting notes like &amp;quot;Detached&amp;quot; and &amp;quot;Rushed&amp;quot;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BLmTJpnqxj4"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;need a haircut, but want Julia Stiles circa 10 Things I Hate About You hair. Long, curly/wavy, and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Going to Europe with Kari, Nel, and Courtney over Winter Break. Borrowed from Mom and Dad, and will be getting a job 2nd semester, but I&amp;nbsp;can do all that. It's after the election, so I'll actually have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a 40 minute group presentation with 5 other kick-ass people between today and yesterday, so rawk for Emotional Development in Infants. I&amp;nbsp;led the Discussion Section, too. I'm good at discussion. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See y'all in November!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- Courts, how does October 25-26 sound for a potential Boston or New York trip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>I want a pet</title>
    <published>2008-09-09T17:47:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-09T17:49:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tech Center noises</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;lost the fight early Monday morning. I&amp;nbsp;named the fly Bernard. He's gone now, but his presence was a light in the darkness. I'm thinking of getting a turtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Caf&amp;nbsp;in J&amp;amp;H isn't all that amazing, but they have the best grilled cheese sandwiches I've ever laid teeth on. They're gooey, but crusty and so so so buttery. I eat one and feel like I'm having the most exquisite heart attack in the world. I'm going to hell, though, because I&amp;nbsp;put&amp;nbsp;salt on my&amp;nbsp;sandwich&amp;nbsp;before I&amp;nbsp;even sniff it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My computer's power cord has finally given up the ghost, so I&amp;nbsp;get to find a new one asap. I&amp;nbsp;have&amp;nbsp;a 2-3 page story due on Thursday I would rather write at home than here in the Tech Center. Home's cozier, and the weather today and supposedly tomorrow is rainy and generally blah. Yay life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My teacher in Hispanic Literature Through Art has completely changed the class. It's now a nebulous philosophic discussion on the properties of images and words as they relate to famous Spanish paintings, but really, it could be any country. It's more the existential questions posed by a physical picture versus a story, and how they compare. The teacher's using us to edit and re-write his book. He put chapters of it on the syllabus for us to read and critique.&amp;nbsp;If we have a good idea, he'll put our name in the book next to our contribution. I don't want to pay money to edit his book. He also can't speak Spanish. It's so slow with such an American accent that I&amp;nbsp;can't follow it. After class I&amp;nbsp;reviewed with friends and they had the same problem. The kicker is, I&amp;nbsp;was wearing a tank top and sitting in the front row. Every time the man looked at me, it was south of my eyes. I&amp;nbsp;need to get out of there.</content>
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    <title>It's 3 am and I'm lonely</title>
    <published>2008-09-08T09:13:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-08T09:13:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>slience of the city not yet risen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;It's actually 5:00 am, but who's counting when you can work a Matchbox 20 lyric into your post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;lack&amp;nbsp;the ability to shut my brain off and sleep, but I&amp;nbsp;have to wake up in&amp;nbsp;5 hours to do some work before lunch with Gaby and my 2 Spanish classes. Then, it's FMLA until 8 pm and back home to do the exercises assigned for my Creative Fiction class on Tuesday.&amp;nbsp;It's a great class, but I'm concerned that I&amp;nbsp;don't write as well as most of my counterparts. We did the typical 'Hi, my name is &lt;u&gt;Blah&lt;/u&gt; and I'm studying &lt;u&gt;Such and Such&lt;/u&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I'm here because &lt;u&gt;Hopes and Aspirations&lt;/u&gt;&amp;quot; intros, but I&amp;nbsp;think I'm the only one who doesn't really like writing. I'm in this because of my Dad and Grandma Ruthie. I&amp;nbsp;think it'd be nice to give her something come April and Passover other than a failing grade report. This way, she'll have conclusive&amp;nbsp;evaluations&amp;nbsp;of my writing abilities by a third party instead of printing off my travel journal to be reviewed by my magazine-editor uncle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know it's getting sad when you consider the fly buzzing around your apartment company. I'm seriously considering a fish or something equally innocuous. I'll go stir crazy without something to talk to, and I'm sorry, but Lucky Bamboo and a&amp;nbsp;winged insect&amp;nbsp;don't count. Can't count. I&amp;nbsp;won't let them count. The Bamboo doesn't have the motor abilities to respond to stimuli and the fly...it's a fly. As much as I&amp;nbsp;feel for all of God's Creatures, I&amp;nbsp;need one that's not traditionally a vector. That rules out mice/rats/rodents in general. I won't need to cage one of their own to attract the unvaccinated relatives. The neighbor's garbage might do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to see Gaelic Storm on the 18th again this year (if I&amp;nbsp;have the cash), so it's something to look forward to. I talked Anna into spending her money to go with me, and hopefully she won't back out. I asked her last week and we're going to buy the tickets tomorrow, so she should've been able to plan for this. I&amp;nbsp;don't know if she likes Irish music or not, but c'mon. It's Gaelic Storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My intensity of feeling at this wee hour seems to derive from &lt;em&gt;Spanglish&lt;/em&gt;. It's an Adam Sandler movie about a family that's cracking up. It was on TBS and I&amp;nbsp;was bored....Bad idea, but as good an excuse as any for why I'm not sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a very full weekend, what with my phone not functioning in a&amp;nbsp;2 block radius around my apartment and all. Spent most of Saturday running around Center City in Hurricane Hannah (no pun intended) so I&amp;nbsp;could wait for Ashlee's call and meet her when she came in on the R3. I didn't stay in one place for more than an hour, so I&amp;nbsp;spent $14 on coffee/tea/snacks/dinner over 4 hours. Went to AT&amp;amp;T, H&amp;amp;M, Borders, Maoz falafel, and Starbucks. It was an interesting study in the travel habits of urban center dwellers&amp;nbsp;during a massive rainstorm. I&amp;nbsp;looked out the window a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My posts tend to be dense and emo, so I&amp;nbsp;think I'll end here and hope it's not too heavy. That, and I&amp;nbsp;really should try to sleep before it gets light out this time.</content>
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    <title>Meme!!!</title>
    <published>2008-07-13T12:19:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-13T12:19:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Parlami d'Amore"-Negramaro</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;em&gt;1. Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter. &lt;br /&gt;2. List 5 songs you like that start with that letter. &lt;br /&gt;3. Post them to your journal with these instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_stalkthe_idle' lj:user='stalkthe_idle' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://stalkthe-idle.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://stalkthe-idle.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;stalkthe_idle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;gave me this one in the key of G.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)"Golden Years" David Bowie&lt;br /&gt;2) "Green Eyes" Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;3) "A Girl and Her Horse" Carbon Leaf&lt;br /&gt;4) "Girl America" Mat Kearney&lt;br /&gt;5) "Give Me Some Truth" John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think you can handle this? Reply and I'll give you a letter.</content>
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    <title>OMG</title>
    <published>2008-07-09T04:04:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-08T09:20:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>this</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Found this and can't tear myself away. Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: I just realized, 2 months later, that I never said what this was. It's Gaelic Storm doing the Lumberjack Song.</content>
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    <title>Spain journal</title>
    <published>2008-07-06T22:36:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-09T04:05:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a Spain travel journal thing going if y'all want to read it. The username is &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_linda_leah' lj:user='linda_leah' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://linda-leah.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://linda-leah.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;linda_leah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Let me know what y'all think!</content>
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    <title>Someone tell me if this works</title>
    <published>2008-05-05T20:20:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T20:21:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>clickety clackety of keyboards</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="THREAD URL HERE"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;span style="color: silver;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;&lt;u&gt;anon&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;font color="silver"&gt;&lt;u&gt;mous&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;◉&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: dodgerblue"&gt;meme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleeeeze work for me.</content>
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    <title>I procrastinate too much/I'm a glutton for punishment</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T08:25:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T08:28:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Para Tu Amor- Juanes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="2" /&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/div&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; button does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ETA: Someone tell me how to make this WORK. I did the Rich text Embed Media thing, but&amp;nbsp;nada.</content>
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    <title>Death is a better option at this point...</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T07:47:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T08:03:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rosario Tijeras por Juanes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="left"&gt;...because it is 3:00 am and I'm nowhere near done with my&amp;nbsp;Latin American Studies presentation on Lucha&amp;nbsp;Libre.&amp;nbsp;That in itself wouldn't suck so much, but I have 7 more 10-sentence mini literary reviews to write for my Spanish&amp;nbsp;writing class tonight.&amp;nbsp;Someone needs to tell me I won't DIE this&amp;nbsp;week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only do I have that, but I also&amp;nbsp;have yet to start my 6-8 page Spanish&amp;nbsp;Literary Analysis of La Casa de Bernarda&amp;nbsp;Alba or my &amp;nbsp;5-7 page paper advising the Vatican on how to halt the current rise of Evangelical Protestantism in Latin America and reconnect with it's flock. Spanish is due Tuesday and the Pope Paper is due Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, my 6-8 page Lab Report on an experiment of my own design (due Thursday)&amp;nbsp;is mostly done. I just need to research a few of the fine points and clarify a few terms. I sent it to Mom and she was disappointed in the lack of quality and amount of research I put into the experiment and the write-up. Dad said that I should do whatever my mother said to do and then maybe take a word or two out of the title. Gee thanks. I love my parents, but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday &amp;nbsp;I saw the final episode of Torchwood (&lt;em&gt;NOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;). I watched Sydney White and ended up liking the cute Head Nerd waaaaay more than the Hot Guy and was not-so-secretly thrilled when the&amp;nbsp;short, cute, bubbly,&amp;nbsp;obnoxiously Texan girl&amp;nbsp;was with&amp;nbsp;him in the end. Yes, I'm projecting.&amp;nbsp;I had an interesting experience Friday night that made me miss smart boys that don't take sex for granted. I've watched Serenity 3 times in the past week. I lent my copy of Firefly to Hillary and my graphic novel to Clarissa and am getting physically ill thinking about the fact that I don't have round-the-clock access to them. All this points to one sign:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;I need A-Kon like woah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I might go crazy before then, but if I do, please pack up my remains and ship them to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adam's Mark Hotel&lt;br /&gt;400 Olive St.&lt;br /&gt;Dallas, TX 75201&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure I get there anytime from Friday May 30 to Sunday June 1. Thanks! Sara, if&amp;nbsp;you don't see me before then, assume that's my method of travel. Go to the front desk when you get to the hotel on Friday and ask them to send the box up to our room whenever they receive it. If you add water and Pocky and put it in a sunny spot with Firefly playing on the TV, I should revive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I've ever wanted to work a Con so badly in my life. Really, y'all know me. You know about my relative lack of interest in traditional Con activities (Dealer's Room, Video Rooms, Cosplay Contest). The only explanation I can offer this year is that I REALLY NEED A BREAK and to be admired. A-Kon is one of the few venues a girl can go to be drooled over and not have to worry about her...virtue. And I want me a nerdy guy. They're usually more my style. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I miss the low-maintenance comfy relationships I have with Con peoples. Everyone there's interested in new friendships, so being social is easier than trying to make friends with people that are looking to use you to springboard themselves into a different social group. I'm tired of acquaintances. I want my friends/sisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, though, I get to die. Anyone that wants to can call me virtually anytime this week&amp;nbsp;and make sure I'm still alive. This is also fair warning that I'm going to bitching and moaning a bunch this week. Hope y'all can handle it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: It's now 4:00 am. I have 6 hours to finish my project before I have to present it in an open-to-the-public information fair.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ETA2: I'm melodramatic, but y'all love me anyway, right? :)</content>
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    <title>Shakespeare has betrayed my people</title>
    <published>2008-03-25T16:55:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-25T16:58:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Make This Go On Forever"- Snow Patrol</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I saw the Merchant of Venice last night. BOOOOO!!!!!!!! Shakespeare hates me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Here's why"&gt;Shylock is bitter and mean because everyone hates him for being Jewish. He's then made to convert to Christianity as punishment for trying to kill a "citizen" (since Jews aren't citizens of Venice). He was only trying to kill the guy because both men had agreed that&amp;nbsp;the guy's life&amp;nbsp;would be forfeit in exchange for the money Shylock lent him. Cocky bastard Antonio (the guy), who hates Shylock for no other reason than his religion, spits on him and insults him even before they actually meet (!!!), then pledges his life against what money Shylock gives him and his friends get him out of the deal and ruin Shylock's life.&lt;p&gt;Also, Shylock's daughter Jessica elopes with a Christian and converts. She becomes "good" in the conversion and is looked upon favorably. There's one line Gratiano, I believe, says in reference to Jessica's impending conversion to the effect of, "She's good now, she's a Christian." And when they were shouting at Shylock during the trial I almost threw my ticket at the actors, I was so pissed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Society MADE HIM THAT WAY. It's like the thing with Obama's preacher. He's been oppressed and discriminated against for so long he's turned bitter and hateful. Shylock's subsequent actions aren't appropriate (killing BAD), but people insult him all throughout the play when there is no just cause for it. Also, his daughter runs off with one of his tormentors, converts (which is akin to disowning him as a father), and steals half his money and jewels for her and her husband's new life. I'd be pretty fucking pissed, too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara, I luff you muchly. Life'll get better!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="C'Mon, Get Happy!"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#000080"&gt;Hello, world, here's the song that we’re singin’&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;C’mon get happy!&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot of lovin’ is what we’ll be bringin’&lt;br /&gt;We’ll make you happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a dream, we’d go travelin’ together,&lt;br /&gt;We’d spread a little lovin’ then we’d keep movin’ on.&lt;br /&gt;Somethin’ always happens whenever we’re together&lt;br /&gt;We get a happy feelin’ when we’re singing a song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trav’lin’ along there’s a song that we’re singin’&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;C’mon get happy!&lt;br /&gt;A Whole lot of lovin’ is what we’ll be bringin’&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;We’ll make you happy! (3X)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cordita comes tomorrow!!! YAY!!!!! I have plans....craaaaaazy plans. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETA: Courtney, how do you feel about hippies and Fabulousness? ;&amp;gt;</content>
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