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  <updated>2005-08-21T23:05:47Z</updated>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2005-08-21T17:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-21T23:05:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Ben and Denise need to get over themselves... I would just like to say that ^^ &amp;lt;3 Everyone loves you two. (especially my little brother ben! He really misses you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...anyhoo, I still read LJ... just dont really post. Dont think I died or something, its just that I havent thought of anything to really say here. I have moved to GreatestJournal and Myspace just to let you all know ^^</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2005-07-17T21:37:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-18T03:39:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-18T03:39:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs away*</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2005-01-07T11:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-07T18:24:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-07T18:24:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACT ONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pippin, a young prince searching for complete fulfillment, sets foot on the outside world. In his search, he valiantly decides to become a soldier. So, he joins his father's campaign but he soon realizes that he thought "There'd be more plumes." He then visits his grandmother, who gives him some "wise" advice. But Pippin finds out that her advice wasn't so wise after all. Meanwhile, Charlemagne, Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire and Pippin's father, is up to his usual business of slaying thousands. Upon hearing this, Pippin decides to murder him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ACT TWO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Pippin tries ruling his father's empire but soon discovers that it's more than a piece of cake. He tries different careers. Finally, in despair, he thinks that he has no more hope in achieving his complete fulfillment. Then suddenly, out of the blue, your average ordinary kind of woman, Catherine, picks him up off the street. Pippin is charmed by the woman with a small boy and a large estate. But, still thinking that love isn't complete fulfillment, he leaves her. With nothing else to try, there is only one thing left -- the finale.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2005-01-03T12:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T19:13:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T19:13:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>crazy mary - fm static</lj:music>
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	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		Stop refreshing this page until I get the answer I want.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		Teach my dog to fly.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		Pick my nose at stop lights.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		Make the FBIs most wanted list.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		Having a sex change operation.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="300" style="border: 1px solid black; background-color: white; color: black"&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In the year 2005 I resolve to:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;		Wear my underwear outside my pants.&lt;br /&gt;		&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://resolution.geek-foo.net" style="color: red;"&gt;Get your resolution here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I am not putting this under a cut... what'cha gonna do about it?!?</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2005-01-03T10:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T17:33:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T17:33:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really havent been posting here.................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, things are okay. (I think) Today is the first day of school after Christmas break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My new years resolution(s):&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gain a little bit of weight&lt;br /&gt;Try to be a bit less depressing&lt;br /&gt;Try to be able to make good conversation with people&lt;br /&gt;Live by my morals more of the time&lt;br /&gt;Learn at least 10 new songs on guitar&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to play the Harmonica&lt;br /&gt;Stop biting my fingernails&lt;br /&gt;Try out for as many shows as I possibly can&lt;br /&gt;Figure out plans for New York&lt;br /&gt;Save up money for a new computer&lt;br /&gt;Be a great boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;Be a great friend&lt;br /&gt;Gather enough strength to tell my stalker to leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;yeah, Im done now... XD</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2004-11-26T10:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-26T17:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-26T17:06:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/marciamuffin/quizzes/%3D%2BAccurate%20Harry%20Potter%20Housing%20Quiz%2B%3D%20(pictures!)%20by%3A%20Evey/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/marciamuffin/1060740325_hufflepuff.gif" border="0" alt="Loyal, amicable... but obvious and easily shattered."&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;=+Accurate Harry Potter Housing Quiz+= (pictures!) by: Evey&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2004-11-08T21:34:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-09T04:38:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-09T04:38:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow... I thought that I was going to do horrible with my lines today... but I actually did pretty well! The only person who still doesnt have his lines down is Eric, and I am really doubting that he will be able to pull through and learn them, but seeing as I start the first and second act, I really dont have to deal with him, except for my line right after his long speech, but he seemed like he had that one down pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it is just a wait and see kind of thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sooooo excited to show off my video production short movie to our class!!!!!! I am thinking about sending it into the silver spoon! We finished off the credits today, and they rock on so many levels! Most of the other group's video's were about 5 minutes long, but ours is about 11 which is totally awesome. We added a little intermission that was based off the old "Benny Hill" movies... (In other words, we sped it up 3x as fast to make it look funny. it is great fun though)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am gonna finish some work to keep my grades up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;CJ</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2004-11-08T21:26:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-09T04:18:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-09T04:18:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>No Vacancy- Heal me, I'm heartsick</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Know You're Addicted to LiveJournal When...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can't access the site, you have a minor freak out - and a major case of hitting reload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You found yourself composing journal entries during dates, movies, even sex!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're out, you suddenly think of a witty reply to a comment somebody made to you... several days ago.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;You actually call it LJ and not Livejournal. Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've downloaded some sort of LJ program which has only the purpose of making entries easier to write without going on the site manually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You consider it a great offense if someone deletes you off their friend's list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing you do every day when you go online is check your friends journals - even before checking your email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You actually paid money for a few extra pictures with a full account when you could actually just alternate pics when you want to for your screen icons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When your friends ask what's new, you get mad at them because you already wrote it in your LJ and they didn't check it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have put more time into LJ than all your assignments for the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have more friends on LJ than in real life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've met at laest 50% of your LJ friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't seem to call your friends by their real names - only LJ names will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've fallen in love with someone you met on LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have posted about a party or get together on your LJ... and random strangers showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are guilty of traveling more than an hour to meet someone with LiveJournal. (Extra points for traveling five hours or more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've written a protected entry about one of your LiveJournal friends. (Extra points if they eventually found out about it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have written posts to notify people you're going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You talk about your LJ friends to your real life friends all the time... like they're a part of your group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've created a LJ community, and people actually post in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been recognized in real live by a fellow LJ'er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have friended someone because of their LiveJournal icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have "pity friends" on your list, who you would defriend if you could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've pimped one of your friends on journal, trying to get people to friend him / her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of doing research, you post difficult questions on your LiveJournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your pets all have their own LiveJournals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, right now, how many people have friended you (without peeking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've stopped being friends with someone in real life because of something they've said on LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're guilty of posting sexy or nude pictures to get more people to friend you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have consoled yourself after a horrible day thinking "At least this will make a great LJ post"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're jealous of people who have more friends and / or comments than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have written a really great, solid post - only to be disappointed by the lack of good comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're guilty of commenting excessively to get more traffic to your journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've deleted a post a few minutes (or hours) after you've written it, because it seemed lame in retro spect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You give shout outs to all your LJ friends on their birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have an additional, secret journal that hardly anyone knows about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've broken up with someone - or ended a friendship - soley via LiveJournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have gotten mean anonymous comments (bonus points for figuring out who it was via their IP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been reported (or reported someone) to LJ Abuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been featured on LJ Drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are LJ addicts.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/addicted.html"&gt;Get Your Own Addicted Meme Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cool things for your blog at &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2004-10-29T14:17:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-29T20:28:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-29T20:28:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>America... F**K yeah!!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">mwah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Mr. Leonard made waffles in speech today, so I decided to write a waffles song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is gonna be #1 on the charts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmm... Waffles</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2004-10-25T00:13:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-25T06:04:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-25T06:04:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>BOB DYLAN!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, there is a reason that me and Eric keep Justin around! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*trys to hold in the 'squeeness' until the end of my story time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today we went and worked at the Bob Dylan concert, and right there that was fucking awesome! I could see the entire stage from my concession stand, and the sound was great... but that is nowhere near the best part to my story, OH NO! so, we werent allowed to stay at the concert after they told us that we were done, because we didnt pay and all... and we couldnt bring Justin down the stairs, so they told us to take the elevator down. We got to the elevator, and the guy blocking it just let us through... which was really nice of him. We got down to the first floor, and we realized that it was backstage! It gets much better, trust me. lol, so we got to the door, and the guy told us to head back to the elevator and go all the way around, but right at that second, Bob had finished his last song, and started leaving. I said, "Oh my god..." and Eric and the rest of the group looked and saw him. It was fucking Bob Dylan! He then walked two feet away from us, and Eric, my mom and I yelled thank you. Even though he kept on walking, he turned, looked at the three of us, and nodded!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUCKING BOB DYLAN!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I know that it was us that he was nodding at because there was barely anyone down there!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont be able to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and by the way Lexi dearest, you little post didnt bother me at all, just to let you know &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I wont be able to sleep, so I am going to oogle the shirt I got from the concert, and play sims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD NIGHT LIVEJOURNAL!!! *croud screams* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*x-posted on GJ*</content>
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    <title>teh_sparkle @ 2004-10-18T18:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-19T00:38:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-19T00:38:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Agony - Into the woods</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Okay, first post on my new journal... what to write about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, to start off, I made a DVD of the first hour of rent... the only problem is that it stops every 5 seconds... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Rachel and I are doing Tango: Maureen for our winter concert, so I just need to write the music for it... fun! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need to learn my lines for act 2, but I can get that done tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob Dylan on SUNDAY!!!!! *squee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to go to Mod. Am. I think I am failing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping yesterday, bought myself a couple shirts and a new jacket. (Lewis is getting beaten up) I then went to the mall and bought myself Sims, and this other game called Viewtiful Joe (Both of them rock!) I also bought my brother the new "My Chemical Romance" CD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I should be going now, need to work on my lines... *CoughplaysimsCough*</content>
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