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  <title>we are the rabbits</title>
  <subtitle>jill</subtitle>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:219847</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-18T21:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-19T05:06:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-19T05:06:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/twitpic/photos/large/50589384.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0ZRYP5X5F6FSMBCCSE82&amp;amp;Expires=1261200163&amp;amp;Signature=HqXWhL6Qoq%2BzAWCl2GeCVAbXIKM%3D" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:219587</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-16T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-17T05:10:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-17T05:10:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i would like to thank those of you who have helped me during my break up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have been stubborn but always listened, and appreciate you making me feel cared about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying really hard to get past this, and you all have helped so much</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:219073</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-15T19:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-16T03:43:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-16T03:43:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just want to fucking sleep forever</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:218521</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-14T20:31:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-15T04:31:38Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-16T04:47:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dec13035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/dec13035.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so embarassing, but i was really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=untitled.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i like to hang out at sally's beauty supply while kara is working. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=GetAttachment-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/GetAttachment-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i love hanging out with kara again. i'm really happy, and ive already said that before but she's the only friend i have who is going through the same thing at the same time. she did extensions for me yesterday and they are so beautiful, and i'm so happy to have long hair again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been texting/calling ian like a psycho all day. he finally called me back but i'm in any better of a mood. his friend from arizona is visiting him nex week so that means i for sure won't see him. oh well oh well. i have a lot of hours next week so at least i will be busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i am opening the store with laurie, who i just adore. afterwards we are going to hang out so i'm really excited.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:218224</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-13T21:01:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-14T05:01:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-14T05:01:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="32" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1971.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/Picture1971.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1972.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/Picture1972.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1980.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/Picture1980.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/Picture1983.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1986.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/Picture1986.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture1987.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/Picture1987.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:217869</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-13T18:48:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-14T02:48:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-14T02:48:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i caved and called ian but he didnt answer</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:217380</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-12T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-13T06:44:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-13T06:44:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hayley Williams - Teenagers | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i havent talked to ian all day. i deserve something.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:217241</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-11T23:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-12T07:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-12T07:43:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im so scared about how much i have to pay for my bills. my car bill is due tomorrow but im not sending my check until monday and im paying 100 dollars short. tell me itll be okay! i just worry my credit is going to be like destroyed forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i made a deal with kara that whenever i want to text ian im going to text her. i went to ianst oday but hes still the same. space is officially being given</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:216910</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-12-10T23:22:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-11T07:22:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-11T07:22:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Good Charlotte - Dance Floor Anthem | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="31" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i listen to this osng i feel okay hahaha</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:215584</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-11-30T22:03:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-01T06:03:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-01T06:03:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you guys, i am broke. i have mounds and mounds of bills to pay. idk what to do :(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:214313</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-11-18T12:03:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-18T20:03:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-18T20:03:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i really hope i start my job soon, because i looked in my bank account to find ten dollars. now i have to ask my mom for gas money. fml.</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-11-18T03:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-18T11:21:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-18T11:21:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so much i want to say, but its 3:30am and im exhausted. i also want to binge. bye.</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-11-09T19:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-10T03:27:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-10T03:27:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Taylor Swift - Come In With The Rain | Powered by Last.fm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;friends cut&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if youre my friend irl, someone i talk to outside of lj frequently, or in staysassy then chances are im keeping you. but comment if you feel you need to.</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-10-06T03:10:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-06T10:13:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-06T10:13:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I want to take back forgiving you. You are no better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop caring about him. I know I'm his puppet and he's using me. I need to move on.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:211354</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-09-08T17:48:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-09T00:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-09T00:49:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im going back to my old journal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_jillianblair' lj:user='jillianblair' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://jillianblair.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://jillianblair.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;jillianblair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if i havent added you yet, go ahead and add me :)</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-09-06T08:18:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-06T15:19:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-06T15:19:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just bought my ticket to see tegan and sara in los angeles next month. i've never been to a show by myself before, and traveling down there to do so makes me a little nervous but i am still oh so excited!</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-09-04T15:47:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-04T22:50:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-04T22:50:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my coworker who was in love with me, is no longer in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently he said to our other coworker completley randomly "i don't like jill anymore." and shannon told him that her and i went to breakfast together and hes just like "thats nice."</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-09-03T07:43:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-03T14:46:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-03T14:46:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">man, if i get fired from my job that would really suck financially but i am totally positive i'll be a much happier person</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-09-02T12:15:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-02T19:20:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-02T19:20:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so my whole weekend consisted of me hinanging out with sara. yesterday i went grocery shopping with her, and then she made me dinner. i honestly didnt really feel like hanging out, but i knew that if i stayed home i would of felt like a depressed slob. so then at her apartment we messed around on the internet making dating profiles so we can lurk people. we are so nice, huh. so with all of this we are drinking and then i start drunk texting, and then maybe it was because i was a little tipsy, or just that i'm uber sensitive i get really mad at someone. so i like this guy, right? i mean, i really really like this guy. guy says he likes me but ya know, yaaaaa know. so ive been telling said guy i want to hang out with him, and he basically says "we'll see" and he'll let me know. i havent heard anything so im like whateves, must be busy cuz i know he has been busy. then he posts a bulletin on myspace askin if anyone wants to do anything. like what the fuck, man? seriously? so i'm just completley over that whole bullshit situation. whats funny is, every shitty relationship i have been in i've thought that he was the guy who i should of been with, that would never make me feel bad. as it turns out it's the same thing, but it feels worse because this time i actually cared.</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-09-02T01:19:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-02T08:19:51Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-02T08:19:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this time im completley serious!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:room_8:209211</id>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-09-01T18:08:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-02T01:09:46Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-02T01:09:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i can officially say i have no secrets.</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-08-31T22:38:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T05:47:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T05:47:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0960-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0960-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice how my pants are wet until my knees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today sara took me away from my grumpy mood and we filmed a little video. it's going to be so cute! i'm excited. we went to breakfast, thrifitng, then went to los osos for the video. her sister julia filmed it. we even danced in a fountrain. my legs still feel cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="30" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0909-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0909-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, im so weird looking. i forgot that before i left sara's apartment i had a bunny sticker on my boob so i went around with it on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0915.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0915.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0918-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0918-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0924.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0924.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;golden girls outfit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0929.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0929.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0936.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0936.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex and the city outfit. ugh, i hate dressing ~sexy~ its so hard for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0952.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0952.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy at starbucks gave me an iced pumpkin spice latte even though they dont serve pumpkin spice till tomorrow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0968.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0968.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sara has a fake pregnancy belly, so funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0986.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0986.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and new owls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0911.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0911.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0913.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i694.photobucket.com/albums/vv306/jbcxo/IMG_0913.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-08-29T20:16:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-30T03:21:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-30T03:21:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i went out to dinner for two of my cousin's birthdays and it was so uncomfortable.im too lazy to get into why one of my cousins (not her birthday, but her daughter who is 13) and like she sat at the other side of the table so my side was talking the whole time about how we're waiting to see what happens. anyway...and im sure i worded that really badly but im sleep deprived so oh well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho so i've been grumpy all day for a million reasons, but my mom got her this book that is kind of a stupid ~guide~ to a girl's life. like about their bodies, and feelings, and stuff. i had it when i was 13, and yeah it was helpful. sooo my mom tells me "Jill, tell Megan how much that book meant to you when you were her age" and i kind of said really loudly, and quite bratty "it didnt help me, it was just interesting!" and everyone got siletn and looked at me like i had said every swear word ever. Um, sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously that book talks about dildos and has illustrations of an erect penis and stuff. it also talks about G spot and everything. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to being 12 years old bye.</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-08-28T21:02:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-29T04:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-29T04:03:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="29" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so excited, megan fox needs to be my girlfriend</content>
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    <title>room_8 @ 2009-08-28T07:51:00</title>
    <published>2009-08-28T14:52:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">-i am so in love with this song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="28" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i've probably mentioned this a million times but i'm so happy to work with shannon. she's so hilarous and it's fun wiping asses with someone, rather than hating my job alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-IM REALLY NERVOUS ABOUT THIS WHOLE SITATION, IT MAKES ME ANXIOUS BECAUSE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN LIKE A LONG TIME I ACTUALLY CARE/CARE HOW THINGS WORK OUT/KNOW I SHOULD STOP CARING BECAUSE CARING IS MY DOWNFALL WHEN IT COMES TO THINGS LIKE THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-im sleep deprived</content>
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