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  <title>Glitter Gutter Trash</title>
  <subtitle>A psychotic candyland full of glam glitz, post-everything futurisms...</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>A. Cain</name>
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  <updated>2009-07-14T19:00:26Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hostilemakeover:270113</id>
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    <title>Stir-Fried Brussels Sprouts -</title>
    <published>2009-07-10T04:01:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-10T04:07:51Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Yes, really. Why look at me like that? They are shockingly good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 lbs Brussels sprouts, washed, trimmed with x cut on bottom of each (can use frozen)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 tsp olive oil&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp minced garlic&lt;br /&gt;1 T soy sauce&lt;br /&gt;To taste - crushed red pepper flakes (I used a ton)&lt;br /&gt;.25 tsp sugar&lt;br /&gt;1 T sesame seed (Black is very tasty)&lt;br /&gt;Juice of half a lime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steam the brussels sprouts til they're tender-crisp, a good 5-7 minutes. While the veggies are steaming, mix together all the sauce ingredients. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over high heat, get a pan nice and toasty. Toss in the sprouts and let them crisp up a little bit, 1-2 minutes, shaking the pan occasionally. Pour the sauce over the top, and continue to toss until the moisture evaporates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve with other tasty things.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hostilemakeover:269869</id>
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    <title>Meet the new boss? No, wait...</title>
    <published>2009-07-08T23:32:33Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-08T23:33:13Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hostilemakeover:269687</id>
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    <title>HUMMUS! Om nom nom.</title>
    <published>2009-07-05T19:30:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-14T19:00:26Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">2 14.5-ounce cans garbanzo beans, rinsed and drained (I used low salt)&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c tahini, give or take&lt;br /&gt;1/4c garlic, chopped&lt;br /&gt;Juice of 1 lemon&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp cumin &lt;br /&gt;.5 tsp paprika&lt;br /&gt;.5 tsp cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp hot chili sauce (or more, rooster style) &lt;br /&gt;4 or 6 tbsp cold water (or more, as needed to blend smoothly)&lt;br /&gt;1 tbsp olive oil&lt;br /&gt;Salt to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toss everything into a blender or food processor, and let it whirl til delicious. I'm already pondering sundried tomatoes and roasted red peppers and roasted garlic next time as add-ins. Kalamata olives? Could be tasty.&lt;br /&gt;PEPPADEWS. YES! Next time, definitely! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Based on &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2009/05/classic-hummus/"&gt;Pioneer Woman's&lt;/a&gt; recipe, and changed up for our tongues.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hostilemakeover:268800</id>
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    <title>Yeah, yeah</title>
    <published>2009-05-23T05:37:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-23T05:37:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know. It's been forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly twittering now. Same username. Follow me there, if you like.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hostilemakeover:268650</id>
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    <title>So, I was nudged AND tagged, jeez.</title>
    <published>2009-02-12T08:04:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-12T08:11:44Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <lj:music>Fable 2</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You people, what, am I here to amuse you!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 25 random facts/habits/goals/whatever. Feel free to repost, I'm not gonna tag people. Do it if you wanna. I AM LAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I am a certified Federal Classroom Instructor. I hate it. I despise speaking in front of groups. I now help train new hires, like 8x a year.&lt;br /&gt;2) I spent 20k on a car I cannot drive, as I have not yet bothered to learn how to drive a stick.&lt;br /&gt;  2a) I am fond of having a chauffeur. He's smexy when he's cartin' my ass all over town.&lt;br /&gt;3) Far too much time is spent goofing off in SL. What's SL? Oh, you poor things. Stay away. It'll eat your brains.&lt;br /&gt;4) I am very disappointed Sims 3 will not be out next week.&lt;br /&gt;5) I adore movie musicals. Repo: The Genetic Opera is the most recent, and completely worth every penny of the $20 we spent on it.&lt;br /&gt;6) I'm not much of a console gamer, but I really want to waste a good 50-60 hours on Fable 2 for the 360.&lt;br /&gt;7) I look absolutely nothing like the ID picture I had taken almost exactly 12 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;8) Roasted broccoli is one of my favorite foods.&lt;br /&gt;9) I'm seriously pondering getting a tattoo this weekend, but I have no earthly idea as to what or where.&lt;br /&gt;10) I read, though not as much as I used to. Favorites include Neil Gaiman and Chuck Palahniuk.&lt;br /&gt;11) WoW is now boring. I couldn't even muster enough caring to pick up WoTLK.&lt;br /&gt;12) In under a year, I've been promoted once, and given training that will look excellent on my resume twice. I'm not sure how this has happened, as all I've ever done is show up, do my job, and leave. Not much more.&lt;br /&gt;13) I hate asking questions. I'd rather muddle through things a dozen times than ask for clarification once.&lt;br /&gt;14) I'm now a blonde.&lt;br /&gt;15) UV gel nails are the one accessory I do not want to live without. &lt;br /&gt;16) When I am at work, I hate it and cannot wait for furlough. When I am furloughed, I cannot wait to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;17) I think I could live happily on miso soup and sushi for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;18) One day... I will actually manage to get a degree.&lt;br /&gt;19) Which will support my want to get into either CI or TIGTA. &lt;br /&gt;20) Yes. I do speak in acronyms. Strings of numbers, too. Welcome to the government.&lt;br /&gt;21) CI would be much easier.&lt;br /&gt;22) I'd love to be a cop, if my eyesight wasn't total shit.&lt;br /&gt;23) And I didn't have a total worrywart waiting at home who'd mainline like 50MG of xanax a day waiting for me to get home.&lt;br /&gt;24) I'm really kind of copping out here. &lt;br /&gt;25) I once semi-seriously considered a career in the culinary arts. I then realized I don't give a damn about cooking for people I don't care about. The general public will have to live without my delicious greek chicken and stir-frys. Ha. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There. That's what I came up with. Followup questions are acceptable! Continue meme if you wanna. I'm not going to make ya though. &lt;br /&gt;Yay?</content>
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    <title>Dear work,</title>
    <published>2009-01-07T10:19:27Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-07T10:19:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Would you set up my computer access already? Seriously, wtf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and unofficial official? NTE MINE!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hostilemakeover:268058</id>
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    <title>zomg</title>
    <published>2009-01-01T00:44:15Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-01T00:45:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my last managers before furlough called me today. She tells me the department manager asked her to get ahold of me today. She asked if I wanted a 59 day detail as a lead (teams in my area go as such: workers, lead, manager)!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, of course, said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More work, but more pay. BUNCH more pay, considering the 3.9% mandatory raise across the board and the night differential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had applied for a NTE (not to exceed) 12mo position for the same, but apparently they had not gotten the list together entirely for that. Oops. Getting the detail though? Means less paperwork if they want to roll me into it on day 60.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee. &lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year indeed.&lt;br /&gt;*raises glass of Gewurztraminer*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hostilemakeover:268023</id>
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    <title>Merry Giftmas!</title>
    <published>2008-12-25T23:30:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-25T23:30:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Happy merry to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog decided to get me a gift this year. A concussion &amp; whiplash! Oh boy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my hands full, stepped over dog, dog stood up(!!!!!), was tripped, and smashed my face on the protruding wall corners. Dropped mugs, tried to catch self, face hit corner. Draw a line, up and down from the inner corner of your eyebrow. About like that. Once the (copious amount of) blood was cleaned up, we realized that the mugs didn't break, glasses didn't break, teeth, bones, nose all intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just very bruised and swollen. Ow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all get through the day without need of trauma team. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I hate feeling owied and weak. Fuck, this is gonna be a fun couple of weeks while the neck repairs itself.)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hostilemakeover:267748</id>
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    <title>More Prop 8 related stuff.</title>
    <published>2008-12-09T21:19:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-09T21:19:23Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Move on if you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nofo.blogspot.com/2008/11/proposition-hate.html"&gt;Thomas (not his real name) came to live with us on October 13, 2007. Developmentally disabled since birth, Thomas had been essentially abandoned by his father years ago. He’d been living with his mother for the last 15 years in a personal hell he still doesn’t have the skills or even the understanding to describe. From what he’s been able to tell us, she was grotesquely abusive. Instead of merely beating him, she’d make him bring her whatever she was going to beat him with to prolong his terror and humiliation. When she beat him until he bled, she wouldn’t let him clean up the bloodstains on the walls and floor … so he couldn’t escape the reminders of his beatings anywhere he went in the house. When he didn’t make his bed the way she wanted, she made him sleep on the floor next to it. For five years. When a man she was having an affair with committed suicide, she told Thomas she wished he had been the one to kill himself. She clearly had never taken him to a dentist. Or even taught him how to brush his teeth. And while she was constantly dressed in sequins and hats, she dressed him like a retarded, homeless stereotype: pants that were too short, used underwear that was 12 sizes too big and cracked plastic shoes that made him walk with a limp.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="display:inline; font-style:italic;"&gt;"If you have ever used words like “sacred institution” or “redefine marriage” or “threat to family values” without irony or—worse yet—harbored thoughts or cast votes against marriage equality, you are not my friend. You are not welcome in my life. I honestly see you as intellectually compromised. And I don’t care what you think your god tells you to believe. Your mythology does not trump my reality. And if you try to defend your indefensible thoughts or words or actions to me, be prepared to have your vile, repellant opinions reduced to the vile, repellant garbage that they are."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That quote is absolutely amazing in my opinion. It's such a brilliant summary of how one should really respond, in my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had more to say. I don't know what it was anymore.</content>
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    <title>New computers!</title>
    <published>2008-12-08T23:58:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-09T04:35:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We can has them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opened boxes. Opened cases. Mucked about good and well with the guts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That has to be the fastest warranty void in the history of pre-built machines. One of the cd-roms isn't working, but I'll muck with that tomorrow. Check cables. Besides, that machine needs a larger power supply as is. Thought I was gonna murder these machines putting in the video cards. I cannot believe how goddamn tightly Dell packs parts in there! Alas, two nails broken. &lt;br /&gt;Moment of silence.&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, hook up my old machine as part of network. Call for extra IPs. Could hook up X-oo-Box-ooo then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- For those of you familiar with Second Life? I was in Pulse for an HOUR on ultra. No slowdown. None. Sweet.</content>
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    <title>Prop 8 - The Musical</title>
    <published>2008-12-03T20:15:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-03T20:15:21Z</updated>
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    <title>Odd, but nom</title>
    <published>2008-11-30T22:27:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-30T22:27:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">French Toast, extra nutmeg in the custard. Cook as normal. Cover with homemade cranberry sauce and honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG NOM NOM NOM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wants moar, even if she's gonna splode*</content>
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    <title>hostilemakeover @ 2008-11-26T20:19:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T03:21:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T03:21:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am now a Federal Instructor. Certification will come soon. But... yeah. Insane.</content>
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    <title>*boof*</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T04:10:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T05:55:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Been one hell of a week. Got picked for CITC. What's CITC? It's Classroom Instructor Training Certification. Huge resume padding and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. I'm gonna be an IRS teacher. teehee. I laugh at those who said I'd never manage it, and this move/change would be the worst decision of my life. Rubber, glue, I'd say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. It's been a whole week of 7-3:30 classes, it's basically a teaching class. It culminates in a 15 minute presentation tomorrow (eep), and a 60 minute on Tuesday (eep eep eep!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I have tomorrow's down pretty well. Just need to tighten it up a little bit. Breathe. Don't panic. All that weirdness. I hate public speaking, but at least it's only a group of 8, and the camcorder is broken. No plans to fix/replace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless you, US Government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. it's been tiring. I feel like the knowledge needed has been wedged into my head with a shoehorn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will get through it all, then have to teach a class in January to get certified. Woo. Basically, make sure I remembered to use all the techniques and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got word that I'll have Thanksgiving off, but then go back to arkatraz on Friday. But I'll get paid for the holiday! YAY!</content>
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    <title>Yeah, I know.</title>
    <published>2008-11-11T19:00:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-11T19:00:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everyone and their brother have posted this. So? It's important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="6" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>For the first time in longer than I can remember;</title>
    <published>2008-11-05T09:11:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-05T09:12:08Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Acceptance Speech</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I can feel a twinge, small though it may be, but a beginning of pride in this country. It can be nurtured, and allowed to grow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, let the environment remain habitable.</content>
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    <title>*drums fingers*</title>
    <published>2008-11-04T10:31:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-04T10:50:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Long weekend good. Did nothing. Grocery shopping and car registration today.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow: Parts of me are terrified, and not just for the main race. I'm absolutely appalled that there's a very good chance a section of the population will be further marginalized. Why is love such a big goddamn deal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... all I can do is wait now. I won't know anything til I get home from work. We're barred from discussing all of that on property.</content>
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    <title>*deep breath*</title>
    <published>2008-10-29T20:08:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-29T20:08:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, work. Will indeed run the suicide tomorrow night (IE, regular ToD, 15 minute break, 2nd shift). Should be worth it to have Friday off :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to make lunch. Lunch for tomorrow. Dinner for tomorrow. Shower. Lots of things. Will be dead for a couple days, but I'll get better.</content>
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    <title>Monday?</title>
    <published>2008-10-27T20:56:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-27T20:56:39Z</updated>
    <category term="braindump"/>
    <content type="html">Again?&lt;br /&gt;REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more OJI (on job instructor) title. Back-up lead now. *flex* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get ready so I can go cash check and deal with all that fun and exciting stuff. Woo? No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nail appointment tomorrow. Now that, my friends... is good news. YAY. Dear me, what the hell made you think a month between fills was a good idea? &amp;lt;/3, your nails.

Don&amp;#39;t get a flu shot when you have what you strongly suggest is a sinus infection. It makes you miserable for an extra week, give or take.</content>
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    <title>Dear work,</title>
    <published>2008-10-22T19:43:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-22T19:43:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Seriously, would you just get off your asses and like, oh... approve the shift you told me I could have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-10:30 would rule. I'd like to have my later-evenings back! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;/3
Me</content>
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    <title>... *jawdrop*</title>
    <published>2008-10-12T21:42:51Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-12T22:09:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So, as a good child, I made the Sunday afternoon phone call back to the parents. All was well and good, bs'd with my mom for awhile, then I asked her a loaded question. Politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, mom.. what do you think of Palin?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I like her a lot."&lt;br /&gt;*cue me sputtering in disbelief, bringing up abuses of power and lack of concern for the environment*&lt;br /&gt;*cue mom saying I watch too much SNL and don't pay attention to the issues*&lt;br /&gt;*cue my father sputtering in the background*&lt;br /&gt;*cue me trying to rebut*&lt;br /&gt;*father grabs phone*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"At least my candidate didn't directly cause my investments to drop by over a million dollars this past week, unlike Super-Nigger!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE FUCK?&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit, I gotta work more actively on this getting disowned thing. I'm fucking appalled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eta: For those of you who don't know my background? I'm from the Northeast. New York to be specific. I'm born and raised blue-stater. Yes, my parents were always conservatives, but holy shit. An hour later and I'm still flailing and completely disturbed by that comment. And he meant it in all seriousness.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>hostilemakeover @ 2008-10-08T23:17:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-09T05:18:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-09T05:18:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The dog likes broccoli &amp; Brussels sprouts. wtf?</content>
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    <title>hostilemakeover @ 2008-10-06T12:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-10-06T18:03:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-06T18:03:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Back to work. All perspective, right? Can't crush soul if I don't let it. Sad the 2-10:30 hasn't been approved yet. *sadface*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon I hope. Will likely have approx 8-10wks of work, then they lay us all off again so they don't have to pay up for the holidays. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then back again in January. Woo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* Totally should've gone to bed earlier. Throat still hurts (tonsillitis, yay!) and pinched nerve. Good times. No choice. Must go. &lt;br /&gt;Seem to have misplaced my lanyard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blerf.</content>
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    <title>I demand answers, okay!?</title>
    <published>2008-09-22T23:43:52Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-22T23:44:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">blah blah, must know more about friends, etc, answers now, demand 'em. *taps nail on desk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01) Are you currently in a serious relationship?&lt;br /&gt;02) What was your dream growing up?&lt;br /&gt;03) What talent do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;04) If I bought you a drink what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;05) Favorite vegetable?&lt;br /&gt;06) What was the last book you read?&lt;br /&gt;07) What zodiac sign are you?&lt;br /&gt;08) Any Tattoos and/or Piercings? Explain where.&lt;br /&gt;09) Worst Habit?&lt;br /&gt;10) If you saw me walking down the street would you offer me a ride?&lt;br /&gt;11) What is your favorite sport?&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you have a Pessimistic or Optimistic attitude?&lt;br /&gt;13) What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?&lt;br /&gt;14) Worst thing to ever happen to you?&lt;br /&gt;15) Tell me one weird fact about you.&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;17) What if I showed up at your house unexpectedly?&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your first impression of me?&lt;br /&gt;19) Do you think clowns are cute or scary?&lt;br /&gt;20) If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;21) Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?&lt;br /&gt;22) What color eyes do you have?&lt;br /&gt;23) Ever been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;24) Bottle or can soda?&lt;br /&gt;25) If you won $10,000 today, what would you do with it?&lt;br /&gt;27) What's your favorite place to hang out at?&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you believe in ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;29) Favorite thing to do in your spare time?&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you swear a lot?&lt;br /&gt;31) Biggest pet peeve?&lt;br /&gt;32) In one word, how would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;33) Do you believe/appreciate romance?&lt;br /&gt;34) Favorite and least favorite food?&lt;br /&gt;35) Do you believe in God?&lt;br /&gt;36) Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?</content>
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    <title>In lieu of a proper update:</title>
    <published>2008-09-14T08:42:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-14T08:42:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for Reincarnation Placement Exam...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Reclusive Artist&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;59% Intrigue,  54% Civilization,  49% Humanity,  42% Urbanization.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/15390872732669983599.jpeg" width="454" height="450" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    					&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;We think we've found a place for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Your answers indicate that you're very fond of the fruits of civilization... for example, education and technology. But, in some twist of irony, you're not too fond of the pressures of civilization... you know, human beings and crowds and working together. We found you a place where you could enjoy an erudite existence, live a life that's intriguing and not entirely secure -- but far from the madding crowd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;Removed from civilization and humanity, yet educated and sophisticated, you'll make the perfect reclusive artist... An eccentric that produces irresistibly attractive masterpieces. Your art will make people swoon, and yet you will despise your audience. Your audience will probably dislike you as well, though they will go on admiring your work. So it all balances out, and your patrons will leave you alone to shape beauty in the wild, dangerous parts of the world where people won't pester you so much. Probably, you will write under a pseudonym, and mutter a lot when a rare admirer comes calling. If you feel really adventurous, you can pursue the role of a political dissident.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;As you age, you will grow into the role of an incorrigible curmudgeon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:small;"&gt;You artists, you're all the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/reincarnation-placement-exam"&gt;Take Reincarnation Placement Exam&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color:#131313"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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