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  <title>Brittany</title>
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    <name>Brittany</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-24T03:38:13Z</updated>
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    <title>New</title>
    <published>2007-01-24T03:38:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-24T03:38:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Scary Kids Scaring Kids - Empty Glasses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So it's been a while since I've been on Live Journal.</content>
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    <title>board</title>
    <published>2006-08-25T04:42:06Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Fall Out Boy-Acoustic</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sooo... Unbelievably board.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:clandestine_hrt:2480</id>
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    <title>eeh</title>
    <published>2006-08-24T06:08:57Z</published>
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    <lj:music>The Academy is...-Slow Down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I didn't really do anything today. Bumed that iTunes is acting up. Tryed to fly a kite, but it got stuck in a tree.</content>
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    <title>Momentary Lapse in Judgement</title>
    <published>2006-08-22T20:54:39Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Green Day-American Idiot-Novicane</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So it appears that I had a momentary lapse in judgement and did something so idiotic that I have to write this. So you would think that living in Washington that there isn’t a lot of sun, after all it is the evergreen state for a reason, and I here’s the idiotic part went OUTSIDE with out… sunscreen (gasp) for a whole five hours and got a sunburn. I used to live in Tampa Florida about an hour away from universal studios and never once had sunburn. If there is a logic would someone please tell me because I’m afraid that either  I’ve officially gone insane or there is none. Yes there is an unofficial insane that’s when you think you have lost  your car keys and there in you hand an you have just spent the last forty-five minutes looking for them, which causes you to be late for work and as a result you call your boss to tell them a lame excuse of why your going to be late to work. But you never thought of an excuse of why your going to be late so as your boss asks you there is a long awkward silence as you think of an excuse, your boss asks if your still on the line you reply you will explain when you get to work ( to buy more time to think of an excuse that is believable)  and that you are in you car you make that fake static sound that no one ever believes and say your going threw a tunnel and hang up. After hanging up breathe a sigh of relief then soon realize you live in a city with no tunnels.&lt;br /&gt;                              -Brittany-</content>
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