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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2001 23:33:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>/ / mewgrrl strikes again</title>
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  <description>yeah... so, who would have thought that he would actually tell me the truth? Dan is leaving for the band trip tomorrow morning and I feel so sick. Four days, and I&apos;m already declaring that I cannot survive without him. He&apos;s my penguin. I don&apos;t know what exactly is happening between us. He&apos;s my bestfriend, but I love him so much more. I&apos;m his bestfriend, and he has no idea what he wants. Part of me wonders if he just acts like he likes me for reasons of pity. I really hope not. He read his poetry project today, and as he read I just watched his face. When he came to a hard spot he would wrinkle his nose alittle, and once he was able to get over it he kept going with such ease. I love how his eyes flicker, and the way he smiles. He&apos;s afraid to &quot;risk&quot; our friendship, but what is risking? I love him, and isnt that enough? I dont know. I&apos;m going to let him make the decision. Whatever happens will happen, but I always want him in my life. I almost want to take a nap, but I am afraid that if I do Dan will get on and then get off and go to sleep because he has to wake up for the trip early tomorrow. Four days without Daniel... *sighs*. It equals out to about 96 hours.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2001 15:49:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mofo, fighter.</title>
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  <description>gflkfglfdgmfb.,bvbc</description>
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  <lj:music>not a damn thing, listening to the dogs bark.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 18 Mar 2001 15:42:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Bitch, I&apos;m the mofo fighting supreme</title>
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  <description>This is so confusing. Why must I put myself into these situations where I think I can do anything, but really I can&apos;t? Im such a freaking &quot;I can do anything&quot; person. It&apos;s quite funny. Hear me laughing? hahaha. Anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is Sunday. I am awaiting a phonecall from the boy of my dreams who is probably still asleep, by my calculations. My arm itches, but if I stop typing I&apos;ll lose contact with the actual intelligent mindframe that I continue to hold with great ease. Lets ease, people. I have to work tonight at six, and *Daniel* said he was going to call me. This could be a sucky day if he doesn&apos;t seeings I&apos;m madly in love with him and I want to do things with him, and if he says he is going to call then by george he better do just that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be back, I just want to see what this looks like... me being a new user and all.</description>
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