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  <title>This is... horrifying.</title>
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  <updated>2008-03-02T05:31:11Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beniiro_tas:39983</id>
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    <title>Adios</title>
    <published>2008-03-02T05:31:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-02T05:31:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Journal is closed.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beniiro_tas:38948</id>
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    <title>beniiro_tas @ 2008-01-04T00:40:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-04T05:41:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-04T05:41:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Every day I realize that I'm doing something different from what I had done before.&lt;br /&gt;It is both a wonderful and a horrible thing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beniiro_tas:21745</id>
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    <title>This is a portrait of my life.</title>
    <published>2007-06-30T04:25:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-30T04:27:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sarah sent me this.&lt;br /&gt;It made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i13.tinypic.com/4yjzfh4.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But... A portrait of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if this is a good thing or a bad thing.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beniiro_tas:13359</id>
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    <title>Ahhh... The signs of summer.</title>
    <published>2007-05-11T20:09:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-28T03:48:50Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Lemon Demon - Fine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;As the bus drove off highway 95 and onto the curvy road into P. Park, I noticed that the air smelled of swimming pools and mothballs.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, summer is quickly approaching.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beniiro_tas:8036</id>
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    <title>Snowfall and St. Patrick</title>
    <published>2007-03-17T16:53:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-28T03:51:05Z</updated>
    <category term="annoying"/>
    <category term="tech support"/>
    <category term="crazy"/>
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    <lj:music>Corey Hart - I Wear My Sunglasses At Night</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i17.tinypic.com/2yla2k9.gif" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate txt talk, this made me "LOL."&lt;br /&gt;*Shot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly.&lt;br /&gt;Today I feel like a rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday it sleeted and hailed. Last night it snowed. It's really slippery out there today.&lt;br /&gt;(Just a bit of background information. Now comes the actual rant.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: bold;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10 REASONS WHY MY FAMILY SHOULD JUMP OFF A BRIDGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&amp;gt;&amp;gt; Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#1)&lt;/span&gt; Snowball throwing, directed at my bedroom window from 8-something to 9-something, just to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#2)&lt;/span&gt; Coming into my room at 9-ish to wake me up and point out that my sisters have been throwing snowballs at my window and completely ignores the fact that I have my headphones on, blasting anime instrumentals and two pillows are over my head, trying to block out the annoying sound of the never ending snowball attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#3)&lt;/span&gt; Another effort to wake me up by telling me that it was after 11:30 when it was not even 9:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#4)&lt;/span&gt; Yet another effort to wake me up by pretending that my boss was on the phone, when actually it was my sister. Who also laughed obnoxiously in my ear when I answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#5)&lt;/span&gt; Their knowledge of how late I stay up (Last night it was 3:30am) and how much sleep I usually get because of school, but they try to wake me up this early anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#6)&lt;/span&gt; Forcing me to shovel the driveway, the second I finally &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;do&lt;/span&gt; get out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#7) &lt;/span&gt;My family's complete computer illiterateness and un-leetness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#8) &lt;/span&gt;Having to do the Tech Support calls because they don't know how to get onto the &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Task Manager&lt;/span&gt; and follow directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#9) &lt;/span&gt;St. Patrick's Day hooplah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#9.2)&lt;/span&gt; Sister's game of dress-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#9 56/100)&lt;/span&gt; Lots of pinching because I'm too lazy to get up and change into something green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#9.8936)&lt;/span&gt; Opera music. And not "Phantom of the Opera". More like "The Agony which is Angelique's Voice".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#10)&lt;/span&gt; More snowball throwing, which this time, can only be canceled out by the loud blasting of 80's music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And that's just today's reasons.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, the joys of living in a large family.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:beniiro_tas:7488</id>
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    <title>I love the internet.</title>
    <published>2007-03-11T07:17:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-28T03:51:47Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Hellogoodbye - Shimmy Shimmy Quarter Turn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really do.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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