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  <title>Masked Avenger</title>
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  <updated>2005-08-06T19:21:08Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mapetitchou1313:67413</id>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-08-06T12:20:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-06T19:21:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-06T19:21:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Katey has a picture on her wall of a guy wearing a shirt that say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAGUE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Czech it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I laughed for a good ten minutes.  I'm still laughing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mapetitchou1313:67163</id>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-04-27T12:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-27T19:36:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-27T19:36:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am now on the facebook thing because Lily made me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's odd.</content>
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    <title>joining the herd (plus, I thought this was interesting)</title>
    <published>2005-04-08T21:15:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-08T21:15:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Mia, you will be happy to see that I am not a republican either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Green&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;a href="http://imunimaginative.deviantart.com"&gt;&amp;lt;'Imunimaginative's Deviantart Page'&amp;gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Green&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;92%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Democrat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;92%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Anarchism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Socialist&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Communism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Nazi&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="17" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Fascism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="17" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;17%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Republican&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="0" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=6916"&gt;What Political Party Do Your Beliefs Put You In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-03-09T15:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-09T23:35:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-09T23:35:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I tried to post as &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_absolutirony' lj:user='absolutirony' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://absolutirony.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://absolutirony.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;absolutirony&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but it was doing the stupid read only thing   stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found someone who was able to help me and let me cut straight lines.  So things are okay now....  though I still smell like sawdust and my eyes are all scratchy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs*  I hate all nighters.....</content>
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    <title>hate  hate hate hate hate</title>
    <published>2005-03-09T18:11:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-09T18:11:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;models&lt;br /&gt;woodshop&lt;br /&gt;wood&lt;br /&gt;pressboard&lt;br /&gt;rulers&lt;br /&gt;glue&lt;br /&gt;sawdust&lt;br /&gt;noise&lt;br /&gt;sneezing&lt;br /&gt;smelling like sawdust&lt;br /&gt;leaving behind a trail of sawdust footprints behind me&lt;br /&gt;perspectives&lt;br /&gt;plans&lt;br /&gt;sectional elevations&lt;br /&gt;sectional isometrics&lt;br /&gt;that annoying guy &lt;br /&gt;the fact that I don't know what I'm doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my project is so beautiful and elegant, all I want is for my model to show that.  and it won't.  why?  because I can't seem to cut straight lines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate this shit.</content>
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    <title>Just in case you don't know....</title>
    <published>2005-03-09T07:17:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-09T07:17:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The mountain blew up.  The one to the north of me.  Some cool ass pictures of it.  I'll share later if the owners of said pictures allow such things.  I hate power tools and I hate this model.  Just so you know.  ahhh!  the things that consume my life.....</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-03-08T13:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T21:41:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T21:41:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">stupid model, stupid papers.  thank you Lily for helping me procrastinate.....    BAD GIRL!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mapetitchou1313:65145</id>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-03-07T23:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-08T07:51:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-08T07:51:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bought my materials for my last project today.  Hopefully that will go well tomorrow.  have to have most of that damn thing done by Wednesday at one pm.  This week sucks already.  Still working on that damn ten page paper.  I hate this term.</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-03-06T13:32:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-06T21:37:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-06T21:37:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was disappointed last night with Sky Captain and the World of Tomorrow, just so you know.  Though I'm becoming more and more fond of that one guy that was in it.  Forget his name.  He's the one who sold his soul to satan this last year or so and is now in every movie currently in production.  Hold on, let me look at the box!  (Oh the simple Jenious of it) Jude Law, that's his name.  He's interesting to watch move... if that makes sense.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had something else to say, but now I forget what it is....  oh well.</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-02-26T22:22:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T06:23:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T06:23:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I HAVE JURY DUTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm excited?  That's because I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I have to go make Oscar's cake now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ryan searched my livejournal for references to him and my kitty and was SURPRISED when the kitty won...  hehehehehe)</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-02-23T16:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-24T00:59:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-24T00:59:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.......</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My kitty is a whole year old.  Happy Birthday to Oscar.  Because of such he is now eating big kitty food.  The Salmon and Tuna flavor, actually.  He seems to like it.  I was expecting him to throw a fit when I changed his food because that's just the kind of kitty that my little Oscar is.  But he went and surprised me and seems to like it better than the last stuff.  This weekend we're going to bake him a cake and throw him a party.  Why?  Because I am a huge freaking dork and need something in my life that is not school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I had a huge fight and sometimes boys are horrible. Things are better now, but sometimes I just want to slap him silly.  Sometimes I just want to slap everyone silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to remember to take out my contacts tonight.  My eyes would thank me, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This quarter needs to end now.  Week eight is just not close enough to finals week.  Damn school.  I want a new schedule!  I want a break!  I want to sleep!  I want to stop stressing about everything and the ceiling!  I just want to be able to breathe.  Is breathing really such a bad thing?</content>
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    <title>Happy Love Day</title>
    <published>2005-02-14T17:55:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-14T17:55:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know, I need to update--but I don't have a whole lot of time, so here's a quick one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick.  it sucks.  I couldn't remember where my stop was on the bus ride home on Friday, I had to ask the bus driver and looked like a complete moron.  "where's 13th and Tacoma?  I knew yesterday, but now I can't find it...."   yeah, I hate being sick.  Missed studio on Friday.  Hopefully the only one I ever miss.  Though I heard Garrett was in a bad mood...  hopefully he's better today.  Hopefully I'm still on the right track and not a huge disappointment or something.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took my math midterm on Friday.  answered all the questions, but kept passing out during--so I'm assuming I didn't do so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trudging through Justice...   still same old same old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving my french instructor, thinking about signing up for a few french classes next term and seeing if I can get her again--since they don't post instructors with the schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is wonderful.  He's been taking care of me.  He's unbelievably sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want Lily and Katey and Emily and yes--Valley to come visit me over spring break.  We can have a grand ol' time in Portland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday after our review the studio is going DRINKING together... hehehehe well, all but three, who aren't as of yet 21.  Fun, fun, fun.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now I have to go to class.  Have fun</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-01-28T01:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-28T09:03:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-28T09:03:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">one am and I just got an idea for my second collage.  Don't you love it when shit like this happens?  Even better:  I need my mylar to work it out properly.  Otherwise it just won't work.  SO I'm sleeping now, and leaving for school supper early.   Like seven.  as in, leaving the house at seven.  Wow, I'm either really dedicated or really delusional.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm at that tired state where you start to halucinate....   odd.</content>
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    <title>P.S.</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T07:21:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-27T07:21:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I miss New Orleans.</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-01-25T23:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T07:34:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T07:34:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, interesting story.  After work today I went to the library to wait for class to start.  (I'm a wuss and wanted to sit down because it was cold and I was tired.   and I fell asleep.  Sitting up in a chair, in the library.  I did not wake up until 6pm (I got off work at noon).  And here's the kicker:  I only woke up because someone was trying to steal my purse.  Thankfully I was using it as a pillow.  They were trying to take it out from under my head, I woke up, asked them what the hell they were doing, and the guy was like "ummm...  I'm just, uh, waking you up...."   So I told him to get the hell out of there.  I was groggy and it didn't occur to me to report this to anyone.  Once I realized where I was and what time it was, I freaked out because I didn't get anything accomplished (nor did I go to class-damn it) and I had to pick up Ryan at 8:30.</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2005-01-24T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-25T05:46:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-25T05:46:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">garrett gave us all orders to go home and sleep tonight.  so what do I do?  do I sleep?   no, of course not, I TRY to catch up on all the crap I have going on in other classes that I've been unable to get to due to this damn architecture crap.   Though I think now I'm going to sleep.  Hopefully I'll catch up again (and not sleep through any more classes!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan comes home tomorrow.</content>
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    <title>yummy</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T18:51:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T18:51:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ryan had to get out of bed and go to school this morning, and I did not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was wondrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portland radio sucks</content>
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    <title>oh shit, I'm an idiot</title>
    <published>2005-01-17T06:58:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-17T06:58:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In other news, I just went to go switch out my laundry, and I saw my pretty ring in the bottom of the machine.  Wow, who knows how that happened.  It must have fallen off--and luckily it did into the washer and I saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good side:  my ring is clean and sparkly!   So if you need any jewlry cleaned, just throw it in with your whites.</content>
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    <title>I'm due</title>
    <published>2005-01-06T21:53:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-06T21:53:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a long entry coming this weekend, when I have a chance to breathe, but in the meantime, here's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposely stayed away from the computer during break.  For the most part it was good, but there were a few disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are going alright so far, though I'm busy as all hell.  Right now I'm spending about 12 hours a day on campus.  I don't care who you are, that's a long time for week one!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan's fine, Oscar's fine and obnoxious.  Our new comforter is amazingly wondrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architecture studio is daunting as all hell, but my first pin up went fine and I didn't cry, so that is definately getting off onto the right foot!  Hopefully things continue to go well.  I have another project due tomorrow, so I'll let you know.</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2004-12-09T14:49:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-09T22:52:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-09T22:52:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well, architecture is over, and I think I did alright.  we'll see though, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out my work schedule for next week:   Monday and tuesday 10-2.  So now I just have to talk with Ryan and mom, look at train schedules, and then buy my ticket.  I'll let people know when I have something definate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan is going to be using the computer a lot from now on, just so you all know.  He's got a lot of things to do before his finals.</content>
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    <title>mapetitchou1313 @ 2004-12-05T12:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T20:47:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T20:47:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ryan Sweet Talking Oscar--fucker</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ryan says he wants to live in a castle with Chris, my sister's Marine boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he just broke my shirt.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my little 18 (19 on the 24th) year old sister has a boyfriend.  A boyfriend who is currently over in Iraq with Ryan's brother Matt and Kelsey's friend Trevor.  And Kelsey called me this morning to see if I could check her email because she hasn't heard from Chris (the 23 year old) in a while.  So I checked her email (nothing).  But she did let me read the LOVE POEMS he's been sending her.  And they are quite nice, if I do say so myself.  Not that I would have much experience with love poems--Ryan's here so he can just tell me to my face and not have to try to make it sound good.  Kelsey is going to call again during her lunch to see if he's written then... obsessive much?  But I have to admit I guess I can understand.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just to make sure everyone understands:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my SISTER KELSEY has a BOYFRIEND.  and he's sending her LOVE POEMS.  Oh, and did I mention he's 23?  Two years older than me?  A year younger than Ryan?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pointed that last fact out to her and she had to admit she hadn't thought about it that way before.  Don't get me wrong, I'm happy if Kelsey's happy and I really hope he comes home nice and safe in April so they can go on their first date.  It's just something I have to get use to.  Isn't Kelsey suppose to be afraid of boys?</content>
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    <title>OH NO!</title>
    <published>2004-12-05T04:51:51Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-05T04:51:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>everything is wonderful now</lj:music>
    <content type="html">BIG ZOO IS GOING OUT OF BUSINESS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is truly horrendous news.  How am I going to call long distance in a cheap and economically wise way now?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, right.  THAT'S what cell phones are for!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly though, I am kind of sad.  I liked big zoo.  It's a nice cheap way of calling longdistance if your cell phone is dead, or gets bad reception.  Or, say, your friend is going to Thailand without you....   I have enjoyed Big zoo.... especially since they were cutting my local access numbers so I got the cheaper rate with the 800 number----&amp;gt; clue #1, perchance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I have made fudge, and once again it is marvelous.  Though the batch makes way too much so I am going to email Jack, my justice prof and see if it would be okay if I bring it to our "final" on Tuesday.  That way I won't be able to eat it all.  We'll see what he says.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw the Incredibles today.  It was a very cute movie.  Very fun.  Though I think it had been built up a little too much by everyone around me so that I was expecting more than I received...  oh well, it happens sometimes.  The short at the begining was great.  Nice little shout out to:  don't laugh if other people are different or going through hard times, and don't mind if the idiots laugh at you because they are idiots.  Not to mention the little sheared sheep was so cute!  Loved how the jackalope seemed to be wearing a jackalope costume... great stuff, it really is.  Cartoons are fun.  Devil baby child was a hoot.  As was the flaming marshmallow man.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to a party of some of Ryan's classmates yesterday.  It was alright. I felt like crap and just wanted to go home, but they seem like nice people.  And they liked my fudge, so there's two points for them right there.  However, they all talked about law school and other aspects of the law...   I was told this would happen but this was the first time I had seen it for myself.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm tired and still sick...   so I'm going to go crash in front of the TV for a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, I have finals to study for.  BLAH to finals!</content>
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    <title>WARNING:  ranting (bitching) ahead</title>
    <published>2004-12-03T10:41:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-03T10:42:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Barenaked for the Holidays</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ack, one more day down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one more hard night left.  Yes, you are correct, that would be tonight.  The night that is already in progress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, I have to finish this damn architectual journal in which I am suppose to "react" to architecture.  No problem, I react to architecture all the time (even if it's only explaining to Ryan why EMP is not a total waste of materials and real estate).  My problem is after I'm done reacting, I fail to get out my handy dandy little notebook and write down my reactions.  Or take pictures of buildings and paste them in there (hopefully I got doubles....) Or cut buildings out of magazines.  Or just draw them with my paultry drawing abilities.  So now I find myself in need of a few entries and I need them now, damn it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I mention I'm still sick?  I hate being sick.  Makes me just want to crawl into bed and sleep for a few weeks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that but everyone and there dog has Christmas trees or Christmas decorations or Christmas lights---&amp;gt; and I do not.  I, Nicole Darlene Erickson, do NOT have a Christmas tree.  I thought about buying one at Fred Meyer today.  Hell, lets be honest, I really wanted to buy one, and would have if it was in the least way economically feasable.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may be thinking at this time "Nicole, as of right now it is only December 2 (3) everyone and their dog does not have a christmas tree, only the nutballs have christmas trees because by the time christmas comes around the trees you buy now will be fire hazards."  Well, to that I would like to remind you of several things:  1) at my house we got our tree(s) the day after thanksgiving. We would all go out as a family and walk through the huge u-cut lots up north of us and "listen" for our tree to call us.  I realize it sounds corny, but these are great memories for me.  That day, or the next we would all help mom decorate the tree (if we were lucky)-only somehow, mysteriously, all the ornaments would have moved the next time we saw them...  hmmmmmmm wonder how that happened.  2) I've been listening to Christmas music for about two months now (yes, I know I'm sick) 3) Christmas is my favorite holiday (no, I'm not religious) 4) when your house is really cold because you can't afford to pay for heat, trees last longer than they do when you keep it at a steamy 65.  5) my mom has two trees right now and she called to tell me she is decorating them without me.  Seriously, I wanted to cry.  Ryan almost went out and bought me a tree right then... until I reminded him how much they cost and how we don't have a tree stand or lights or ornaments or any of that fun stuff 6) I really want a tree!  7) fudge (which I made tonight)=Christmas time=I NEED A TREE!!!!!!  8)Oscar needs a scratching post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On another note:  I activated my brand new PSUOne Card tonight.  For those of you who are not students of PSU the One Card is an ID card that is given out through Higher One Bank which includes a "free" checking account.  Oh, yeah, and it's connected to our financial aid.  So I have an ID card with a mastercard logo on it....  because that sounds like a great idea.   Anyways, when I went to activate it online you have to decide how you want any money the university owes you to get to you.  There are three options:  put it straight into the attatched checking account, direct deposit into another account, or they will send you a paper check.  I obviously do not need another checking account, so I was going to choose the direct deposit option---but then when I went to fill out those forms they had me print off a little contractish thing to send into them with my account information on it.  The only problem with this (other than the fact that I'm already online, why can't we just send things that way, why get the US Postal service involved?) was that the "By signing here, I agree that....." message was cut off.  And they would not show a copy of what I was suppose to be signing on the computer....   so I (wisely) decided not to sign the mysterious document and instead opted for the paper check which will take about a week to get from connecticut to Oregon....  Because this bank is on the east coast and it is pretty much completely online.  They do not have any branches further west than texas...   it's such an interesting system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I probably should get back to what I really need to be doing.... my journal!  YAAAAAAAAY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sure I'll be wanting to procrastinate later as well, never fear)</content>
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    <title>Which is it?</title>
    <published>2004-12-02T02:23:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-02T02:23:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Washington, DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Washington DC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan and I are having a disagreement.  Please post which you think is correct.  Thank you.</content>
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    <title>beauty school 101</title>
    <published>2004-11-24T09:18:21Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So I cut Ryan's hair tonight.  And now we can't find Oscar because of the knee deep hair throughout our appartment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun though.  I got to pretend that I knew what I was doing.  Took me about an hour and a half, which is a hell of a long time.  I comend Ryan for sitting for so long.  (Even if I did give him mock dirty looks and pretend to pull out his hair when he moved...)  I would have walked out and left if my hair cutter person took that long.  I should really get my hair cut, the problem is that I'm broke and lazy.  Which means my hair is going to keep growning for quite some time.  maybe when I get around to cutting it again it will be time to chop it all off again.... hmmmm....  think I have the guts to shave it this time?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone seen The Color of Fear?   Well, I can't remember his name right now (I know, I'm horrible) but the character commonly refered to as "The really ANGRY African American" came to our Justice class today.  It was interesting.  A lot of students were intimidated, I could tell.  Anyways, if you've seen it or your interested I'll tell you more.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to shave my legs.  Mom wants me to wear a skirt/dress to thanksgiving...   yuck.  I haven't shaved in forever.  Ryan never notices whether I do or don't.  So I don't have the motivation to do it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll shower in the morning rather than tonight because I'm really tired.  Even though I'm covered with hair and all grimey... stupid Ryan hair.  I think I'll have to burn these clothes now.</content>
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