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  <title>A Fish! indeed.</title>
  <subtitle>In the sky, some kind of, sky phenomenon.</subtitle>
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    <name>Nicky AKA Big Nick</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-30T02:14:20Z</updated>
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    <title>k_rapa @ 2009-12-29T17:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-30T02:14:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-30T02:14:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Day four with the kids and I am going rapidly insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goddamn hamster has escaped his cage twice, bitten me once, and constantly bites at the cage which is A)terrible for him and his teeth and B)annoying as hell, because he's trying like mad to get out. I thought that a hamster would be a relatively low-maintenance pet, but this son of a bitch is a piece of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a bum and I am living the part. I haven't shaved since Friday and it shows. The house is in need of serious cleanup. I have eaten shit for the past several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out like no other, but the parents don't get back into town until Wednesday night. Maybe I can pawn the children off on my brother tomorrow when he gets off work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. It's not all bad; they're good kids and I love them, sure, but I am going mad.</content>
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    <title>It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank</title>
    <published>2009-12-27T06:52:58Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-27T06:52:58Z</updated>
    <category term="fairytale of new york - the pogues"/>
    <content type="html">All year round when I'm in Moscow, all anyone can ever talk about is how they never want to go back home to Juneau, that it's a piece of shit in the ground and that nothing good ever comes from it. They're right, Juneau sucks major choade, but somehow I find a way to love it all the same. It has it's moments, in between the drug abusers and child molesters, the slush and the rain, and rare though they may be, they are undeniably lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far this trip, no such moments have happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been at home for some 90% of the time that I've been here, only escaping every so often to attempt to hang out with anybody. Thus far, I've seen Rob and his brother, making Juneau and Moscow pretty good foils of eachother - hang out with the same people no matter where I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, I shouldn't complain so much. Christmas went well; the kids got lots of presents and were excited about all of them (Sherrod got an ipod touch - madness), and I have eaten good food. But I was hoping to hang out more with people and play board game upon board game throughout the break. The second day I was in town, I ended up spending $80~90 on sparkling wines and gin, none of which has yet been open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I've only been in town for five days, and come Wednesday the town will be mine, or maybe not, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody ever wants to hear comedic gold, look up "deaf girl still wants to be a pornstar" and find the link with efukt in the address. Needless to say, incredibly nsfw and hilarious.</content>
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    <title>Brief interlude</title>
    <published>2009-12-21T09:50:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-21T09:50:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>What d'ya think?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh lord, I by chance ran across a song earlier today (five minutes ago) that awashed me with a flood of childhood memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Twas "The Foggy Dew" as performed by Sinead O'Connor and the Chieftains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can accurately convey how much that song means to me, especially because I don't understand it meself. But my god, if there was ever a song to define my childhood, there 'tis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, I don't think you can imagine the chills I be feeling right now. And they're not drunken chills for I am scarcely 3/4 through this bottle of Prosecco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nay, if there was ever a song to bring me to me Irish roots (Distant thought they may be), it would have to be The Foggy Dew. Oh god, this song is golden to me. I don't know how I've gone so long without it, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh lord, I am doing everything in my power to get ahold of this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 12 hours, I'll be leaving Moscow for Spokane mostly due to being unable to get a later bus tonight/earlier bus tomorrow morn. Odd thought, for some reason. This isn't home, by any means, and there's nobody around, so why should I be sad to go?</content>
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    <title>k_rapa @ 2009-12-17T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-18T05:25:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-18T05:25:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have had the most bizarre day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details later, mayhaps. Sobriety in question.</content>
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    <title>Moral Orel</title>
    <published>2009-12-09T09:44:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-09T09:44:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Leave Your Boyfriends Behind-Leona Naess</lj:music>
    <content type="html">There will be three to four occasions in my life where I say that it is fucking cold. Let this be the first; it is fucking cold here in Moscow. This fact is compunded by the lack of decent insulation in this house, which is fine for the most part, except that my room is cold enough to store ice cream. I still love this place, and it's only been this and the last night where I was significantly inconvenienced, but fuck me, I'm freezing. Me. Freezing. This is only supposed to happen when I've been camping in -20º weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm pretty ready for the end of this semester. As usual, I am excited to be coming home again, though I'm torn between a primitive urge to party and the older, wiser part of me telling me that I'm better off without. Alex has a new pad though, and it sounds not too bad. What's more, I need to bond with my brother more; we stand the chance of being like normal brothers, or at least having a relationship with substance. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at myself in the mirror the other day and thought about how I'm 22 years old. It's time to stop feeling like I'm 12. I had that thought without the standard "How weird is that?" context. I can't tell you how good it felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really an adult though, but I'm not a child either. I don't think I'll ever be an adult, and I'll never be a child again, but I'm more and more confident that being wise means somewhere in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing as I'm dangerously close to growing too sentimential, let me reiterate: It's fucking cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two out of four down.</content>
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    <title>Disjoint thoughts.</title>
    <published>2009-12-04T04:01:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-04T04:01:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Simple Truth-Tsunami Bomb</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I cannot convey how unbelievable screwed I am.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, I'll probably end up just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought an overcoat today at Ross for $40, down from $250. I like it, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I play too many video games. Shock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to exercise more; I'm starting to grow a gut and that is frightening. Eating less is probably a good idea as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This paper is not going to write itself. Damn. I don't think I'm going to write it well either.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:k_rapa:116324</id>
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    <title>I am the one who held you, I am the one who cried</title>
    <published>2009-11-28T11:19:09Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-28T11:22:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only answer True or False&lt;br /&gt;Stolen from Myspace&lt;br /&gt;-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​-​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kissed someone on your top friends?&lt;br /&gt;A: Myspace is so passe, but oui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been arrested?&lt;br /&gt;A: Not even remotely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kissed someone you didn't like?&lt;br /&gt;A: Been kissed, didn't really reciprocate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you like/love someone?&lt;br /&gt;A: shh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Held a snake?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been fired from a job?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sang karaoke?&lt;br /&gt;A: On more than one occasion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Laughed until you started crying?&lt;br /&gt;A: I have strong tear ducts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Caught a snowflake on your tongue?&lt;br /&gt;A: Easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Kissed in the rain?&lt;br /&gt;A: Verily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sat on a roof top?&lt;br /&gt;A: Oui oui.&lt;b&gt;[Bad username: Insert Username Here]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?&lt;br /&gt;A: Nay, though I have been swimming as such before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Broken a bone?&lt;br /&gt;A: None so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Shaved your head?&lt;br /&gt;A: I am too timid. Also, I have no reason to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Played a prank on someone?&lt;br /&gt;A: I've pulled a few in my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Made an ex girlfriend/​boyfriend cry?&lt;br /&gt;A: After we were exes? At least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Shot a gun?&lt;br /&gt;A: Falso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Donated Blood?&lt;br /&gt;A: False. I really should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;A: Oui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Broken someone's heart?&lt;br /&gt;A: Maybe? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who was your last?"&lt;br /&gt;1. You hung out with?&lt;br /&gt;Rob and Kabil; they just got back from Cali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. You texted?&lt;br /&gt;Probably G-unit seeing where he was at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. You were in a car with?&lt;br /&gt;The same Rob and Kabil from earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Went to the movies with?&lt;br /&gt;Rob, Kabil, Kevin, Connie, Chad, Adria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Went to the mall with?&lt;br /&gt;Rob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You talked on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Rob. Goddammit this is getting repetitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Made you laugh?&lt;br /&gt;Kabil, probs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You hugged?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a very huggable person, I guess? It's been a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You cried with?&lt;br /&gt;Man, I've been stuck on watching &lt;i&gt;Next to Normal&lt;/i&gt; clips on youtube by myself. "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MA4bjc1KyM0"&gt;I am the one (reprise)&lt;/a&gt;" gets me every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOULD YOU RATHER...?&lt;br /&gt;1. Pierce your nose or tongue?&lt;br /&gt;Nose - at least it wouldn't mess up my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Be serious or be funny?&lt;br /&gt;I seem serious far too often, but I take everything lightheartedly, so I'd be funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Drink whole or skim milk?&lt;br /&gt;Skim is the way for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Die in a fire or get shot?&lt;br /&gt;It all depends on the context; I'd rather die in a fire saving a family of orphans, but if I were to just fall into a campfire, I'd rather be shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sun or moon?&lt;br /&gt;The moon is often my only company on long midnight walks. The sun, on the other hand, has been absent for the greater part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Winter or Fall?&lt;br /&gt;I love the cold of winter more than the rains of fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Left or right&lt;br /&gt;Am I right or am I left? ... Anyone?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'd have to pick right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Sunny or rainy?&lt;br /&gt;While I enjoy the sun itself more than the rain, I like that the rain clears the streets of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;I am between places, so Moscow and Juneau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you want to get married?&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to before I'm 30, but I won't rush it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it?&lt;br /&gt;I do a half-twirl half-cut maneuver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Have you ever eaten S.P.A.M?&lt;br /&gt;God no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do You Cook?&lt;br /&gt;Not as often as I'd like - individual ingredients aren't cheap and mac and cheese is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Current mood?&lt;br /&gt;Happy, but with a touch of loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 48 HOURS HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;1. Kissed someone?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sang?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Danced Crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Cried?&lt;br /&gt;I am the one (reprise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Like someone you can't have?&lt;br /&gt;Can't for what reason? Because she was committed to someone/something else? No. Because I talk myself into believing that I'd ruin everything by asking her out? All too often. Aaargh.</content>
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    <title>I am this amazing</title>
    <published>2009-11-26T07:16:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-26T07:16:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I am the one (reprise) - Next to Normal</lj:music>
    <content type="html">How amazing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2110140&amp;amp;id=40309053&amp;amp;l=b261b83a73"&gt;This amazing.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humility be damned.</content>
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    <title>k_rapa @ 2009-11-19T23:21:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-20T07:22:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-20T07:22:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What's the last song you heard? &lt;br /&gt;Heavy like Sunday - Leona Naess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you jump rope without falling over? &lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever dress up as a garbage can? &lt;br /&gt;I've dressed up in garbage bags, I could go a step further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last speak to? &lt;br /&gt;Kabil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were you alone on your last birthday? &lt;br /&gt;I had family around, and then many friends and drinks the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you an aunt or an uncle? &lt;br /&gt;I get the feeling that I'll be a father first, but who knows what the future may hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you just hate winter? &lt;br /&gt;Absolutely not. I love for exactly the same reasons everyone seems to hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last call a hooker? &lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I've ever called anyone a hooker, though I've called many a lady of the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anyone brighten up your day today? &lt;br /&gt;Well, not really, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When did you last bake something? &lt;br /&gt;Months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have any homework today? &lt;br /&gt;Did it this morning minutes before class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling right now? &lt;br /&gt;Incidental, but I'll get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite color in the whole wide world? &lt;br /&gt;The exact shade of green as sitka spruce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there always consequences for your actions? &lt;br /&gt;In terms of negative consequences, only internal to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you commit to one person and one person only? &lt;br /&gt;In the sense that you mean, I don't see it happening any other way. But that shouldn't exclude everyone else from my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been kicked out of class? &lt;br /&gt;I've never been a trouble maker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever consider becoming a police officer? &lt;br /&gt;Vaguely, but I don't think I'd be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you really cold right now or are you warm? &lt;br /&gt;I'm at a good core temperature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easy for you to get sick? &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, it seems like it, but I've scarcely been sick this entire year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you listening to? &lt;br /&gt;Silence, originally, but now all the neighbors are drunk, rowdy, and noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was your first day of school scary? &lt;br /&gt;Ever? Nerve-wracking, yes, but I wouldn't call it scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last beverage you consumed? &lt;br /&gt;A glass of cheap ($8) bordeaux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy donuts? &lt;br /&gt;Most certainly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you easily scared by scary movies? &lt;br /&gt;Not tremendously, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was today a great day? &lt;br /&gt;It was sub-par, but not altogether terrible. The Opera/Musical scenes were quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever ridden a horse? &lt;br /&gt;Once. I enjoyed it a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you looking forward to in the next month? &lt;br /&gt;Seeing my little sister and brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you wearing jeans right now? &lt;br /&gt;I so rarely do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather be mad or sad? &lt;br /&gt;Sad, because being mad frightens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the last person you kissed older than you? &lt;br /&gt;I've never kissed anyone older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any tan lines? &lt;br /&gt;I used to have a farmer's tan, but it's been several months since summer and I think it's faded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your parents? &lt;br /&gt;They are great people and I'm quite fortunate to have been born by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you stressed out? If so, why? &lt;br /&gt;I'm stressed out entirely by my own inept personal life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sits by you in math class? &lt;br /&gt;Generally Andrea and some girl who never says anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who sits by you in english? &lt;br /&gt;I haven't taken English since lit. theory freshman year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the first person you kissed in 2009, do you hate them now? &lt;br /&gt;There was one person I kissed in 2009 and I do not hate her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you still talk to them? &lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen or heard from her since this summer. She is in Croatia now, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last person to IM you? &lt;br /&gt;Nikita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing tomorrow? &lt;br /&gt;Absolutely nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you alone right now? &lt;br /&gt;Yes. Not uncommon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anything happened today that you wish hadn't? &lt;br /&gt;Nothing bad happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time you were in a car, where were you going and with who? &lt;br /&gt;With Kev and Connie coming back from Troy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The closest thing to you is what color? &lt;br /&gt;This computer is white, but otherwise the chair in which I am seated is brown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muffin or brownie? &lt;br /&gt;Brownie's are tasty, but a good muffin can take me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sitting, lying down, or standing? &lt;br /&gt;Sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can falling in love change a person? &lt;br /&gt;Dangerously, if one isn't careful. A little change is good, but drastic changes simply reek of delusion.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:k_rapa:115445</id>
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    <title>Oy vey</title>
    <published>2009-11-17T02:56:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-17T06:39:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Under the boardwalk - the drifters</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My computer is nearly kaput. I need a job so that I can afford things in life. Maybe I'll get ahold of one of those tiny netbooks which are relatively inexpensive. Alas. Still, I'm finding that I spend my time at least marginally more productively when my computer's not around. Maybe I should get a desktop and maintain a practice of not turning it on terribly often. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished a test and a presentation today, so I'm glad that those two are out of the way. Advanced calculus is still going to kill me Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] The problem is with my charger. I suspected as much.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:k_rapa:115016</id>
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    <title>Our last summer as independents, do you remember?</title>
    <published>2009-11-14T07:29:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-14T07:35:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>An Eluduarian Instance - Of Montreal</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wonder if there's an alternate version of me in some parallel universe that leads a very exciting life and has a pair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah, sorry to be so self-pitying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do something tomorrow, maybe involving one or more additional people, but I can't be certain. I am tired of Friday nights with nothing to do but either get drunk for no reason or sit alone at home. Uy.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:k_rapa:114653</id>
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    <title>Oh dear god</title>
    <published>2009-11-12T09:49:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-12T09:52:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I drummed up this &lt;a href="http://www.hotornot.com/m/r/?emid=ELEUBMN"&gt;super-cool alter-ego of myself&lt;/a&gt; and put it up on hotornot.com. So far, 9.6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ever there was a good reason to quit women, this would be it. Oh my but am I ever having a good time with this. That line, "but as you can see I have my wild side too." just gets me every time. Also that 'God' and 'Guns' are right next to eachother in the interests.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:k_rapa:114296</id>
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    <title>I just want to emote til I'm dead</title>
    <published>2009-11-11T10:29:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-11T10:33:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Suffer for fashion - Of Montreal</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wonder if I'm too interested in the lives of other people. Every so often I'll find myself on a chain of facebook-stalking that leads me to a person who I've certainly seen around but know absolutely nothing about. Sometimes they'll have a link to a blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's my evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's some security in knowing that my human experience isn't entirely different than those of other people; I think that's a large part of the draw. There's also some smug sense of satisfaction when I follow an English major's blog and notice that it's full of spelling and grammar errors, but that's a different story. But it does help me shy away of my greatest anxiety: that I'm just completely different from other people. Sometimes I try and mask that anxiety by taking pride in being different, but I'd so much rather just fit in. That's not to say that I'm an outcast, that I'm ostracized from society; nay, I get along with people quite well, but I never seem to click with people, save for the select few people who have been my friends for ages. I feel like the world is organized into cliques and I'm destined to be the wallflower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reading other people's blogs makes me feel a little less weird, a little less different, and I take comfort in that. But it's a completely artificial feeling, and it does nothing to help me overcome my crippling social anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something less serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationship quiz &lt;br /&gt;Category: Romance and Relationships&lt;br /&gt;NOW YOU HAVE TO DO IT, OR YOU'LL NEVER BE WITH&lt;br /&gt;THE PERSON YOU TRULY LOVE AND BE HONEST (:&lt;br /&gt;DON'T CHICKEN OUT! (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Screw you and your superstitious nonsense, quiz. I give no shit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Single, Taken, Crushing, Heartbroken?&lt;br /&gt;Crushing, I suppose, though I'm terrible at narrowing it down to just one. I feel like a meta-gigolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you happy with that?&lt;br /&gt;I'd be happier with something else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you kiss your ex?&lt;br /&gt;Saying no sounds really bitter, but I don't see it happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;Many times, but only once shattered. Oh lord that sounds melodramatic. Let it be known then that I am an excellent heart mason and am pro at putting them back together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you believe that there are certain circumstances where cheating is ok?&lt;br /&gt;Forgivable? ...maybe. Ok? Not even remotely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;I believe in attraction, sure. Lust, definitely. Love, love takes a lot longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Have you ever talked about marriage with a person?&lt;br /&gt;About the concept, yes, many times. Never about actually marrying someone though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Do you want kids?&lt;br /&gt;Probably eventually, but not right now, that's for damn sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) How Many?&lt;br /&gt;At most, one of my own. Adoption is my preferred channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) If someone liked you right now would you want them to tell you?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, but then, I have immense trouble with this myself and thus don't blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Have you ever fallen completely in love?&lt;br /&gt;I've definitely fallen deeply in love, though I shy away from the word "completely" because it just seems to mask insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you believe in celebrating anniversary?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, though I think that spontaneous exhibitions of love are much more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Do you believe you should change for someone?&lt;br /&gt;I think a full life means changing constantly, and so why not direct some of that change towards someone you love? A complete reversal of personality, however, is a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Have you ever broke a heart?&lt;br /&gt;Possibly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you believe in long distance relationships?&lt;br /&gt;It had better be one &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/37/"&gt;stable-ass relationship&lt;/a&gt;. Insecurities in either party will doom it to failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Do you think any one of your friends will repost this&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if this were myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17)Do you want a girl as your first born?&lt;br /&gt;A daughter would be fun in that I could be large and imposing over all of her boyfriends, maybe even make like John Candy in &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0098554/"&gt;Uncle Buck&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, but other than that, I really don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Have you ever been given 11 roses and a fake rose?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. All the guys I get with are really cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Could you ever see yourself with your ex again?&lt;br /&gt;I tried this with one once. It was an &lt;a href="http://xkcd.com/37/"&gt;awkward-ass week&lt;/a&gt;. These things end for a reason.</content>
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    <title>Win</title>
    <published>2009-11-09T12:17:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-09T12:17:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just spent the last half-hour rejecting facebook ads and writing sarcastic explanations in the "other" category. God, I hope someone reads those personally and has a sense of humor. Otherwise, this has been a complete waste of a half-an-hour. Because it wouldn't be, otherwise, right?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:k_rapa:113881</id>
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    <title>Reminiscent of myspace surveys</title>
    <published>2009-11-03T10:17:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-03T10:17:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Verb-The Swell Season</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten things I wish I could say to ten different people. (but don't say their name): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Trust me, my friend, it's not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;9. Shut the fuck up already. You are the reason I skip class.&lt;br /&gt;8. Hello, I don't think I actually ever caught your name.&lt;br /&gt;7. Go cougs.&lt;br /&gt;6. If you're not happy with her anymore, you need to tell her and either sort it out or end it. Right now, it's just poison for the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;5. I wonder if you and I could have been something if we'd simply stayed on the same continent.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you ever want to have somebody, you're gonna have to change a few things.&lt;br /&gt;3. Mademoiselle, I'm not sure who you think I am, but I'm nigh certain that I'm not that man.&lt;br /&gt;2. How can you be so devout when you don't know what it is you're devout to?&lt;br /&gt;1. Listen, you're beautiful, intelligent, witty, but most importantly, you share the same general disdain for society that I do. What I'm trying to say is, I like you, and I only hope you feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine things about myself: &lt;br /&gt;9. I'm incredibly shy.&lt;br /&gt;8. I really despise stupid people sometimes. I guess that's my bigotry.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm a terrible student. I make it by in school by just comprehending things immensely well.&lt;br /&gt;6. I really don't deserve this intelligence. I've done nothing to earn it and simply squander it away.&lt;br /&gt;5. I compose political speeches in my head.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have no plan for life.&lt;br /&gt;3. I speak in tongues for no reason.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am increíble sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;1. I fall in love too easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight ways to win my heart. &lt;br /&gt;8. Pretty is infinitely better than hot.&lt;br /&gt;7. Have a personality.&lt;br /&gt;6. Have faults and don't be afraid of them&lt;br /&gt;5. Don't be offended by sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;4. Call me sometimes too&lt;br /&gt;3. Have your own life to live&lt;br /&gt;2. Be honest with yourself&lt;br /&gt;1. Don't change for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that cross my mind a lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. The planet&lt;br /&gt;6. Stupid people&lt;br /&gt;5. Politics&lt;br /&gt;4. Budgeting&lt;br /&gt;3. Movies&lt;br /&gt;2. Friends&lt;br /&gt;1. Amore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six things I do before I fall asleep &lt;br /&gt;6. Listen to some music&lt;br /&gt;5. Situps&lt;br /&gt;4. Lift some enormous huge HEAVY (15lbs) weights&lt;br /&gt;3. Turn off the light&lt;br /&gt;2. Think in the dark&lt;br /&gt;1. Plan for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five people who mean a lot. &lt;br /&gt;5. Kabil&lt;br /&gt;4. Rob&lt;br /&gt;3. Ed&lt;br /&gt;2. Rausch&lt;br /&gt;1. The family&lt;br /&gt;   (For you see, I'm quite the man-lover)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four things you're wearing right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jeans&lt;br /&gt;3. Shirt&lt;br /&gt;2. Undies&lt;br /&gt;1. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three songs you listen to too often &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Come on Eileen - Dexys Midnight Runners&lt;br /&gt;2. Morning Train - Sheena Easron&lt;br /&gt;1. This Is Angoon - Eagles N Ravens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things you want to do before you die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Find complete love&lt;br /&gt;1. Make something of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One confession. &lt;br /&gt;1. The only wish I've ever made was made in spite and now I truly, truly regret it.</content>
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    <title>Bonjour a tout, he regresado al internet</title>
    <published>2009-11-03T09:14:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-03T09:14:01Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Heavy Like Sunday-Leona Naess</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've got to conquer these shy bones of mine some day. Just saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was interesting. Most of my plans came crashing down on my head and I didn't see most of the people I'd hoped to, but it was fun nevertheless. Between Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, I must have drunk enough alcohol to kill a large horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, we had a small wine and cheese affair here at the homestead which went well. Between five of us (and for a while, six), we demolished about five whole bottles of wine and half each of a further four. 'Twas indeed a good night, though I certainly didn't get much studying done for my bio test early Friday morn, and it showed. I got a 65... uff. Maybe I should go to that class at least once every other week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Fridaylike, G-unit held his birthday party, which was relatively tame save for me. I had the greater part of a punch bowl full of margarita as well as a beer, a roman coke, and a white russian.  Wasn't too bad, but his place looks even worse than it did back in the days when I lived there. Carpet needs a good vacuuming too. Really, there's not much going on at that place at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Halloween of course, it was a night for drinking. Before the night even began I had three gins and tonic as well as a beer before setting off for the night, wherein I drank more than my fair share of boozahol. Sarah was in town, but I never quite saw her. Jamie was drunk and away from her phone, so I didn't see her either. A party brewed over at my place, but I didn't recognize anyone there, so I left. In the end, I spent the entire night with Jake and his girlfriend. Originally, we were to go to a party, but it got cancelled so we hit the bars, than a different party, than back to the bars. All in all, lots of alky. Then Jake and his lady had a bit of a spat, which was unfortunate, but it's not really my place to mingle in these matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, I sat around and contemplated the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I made it to a record four of five classes and was fully prepared for all of them. Quite proud of meself, I am. Then I got home and proceeded to have two glasses of wine and do nothing for the rest of the day. Woo. Hopefully, I'm not becoming an alcoholic. That would be terrible for my already somewhat flabby form. Methinks a trip to the gym is in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, as usual, I've got my head all caught up over a girl but haven't the good sense to ask her out on a date or even tell her I like her. Go me. Seems to happen a fair amount.</content>
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    <title>Maybe not, cause I have shrunk</title>
    <published>2009-10-12T23:40:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-12T23:41:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jens Lekman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I've got a good feeling.</content>
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    <title>Spending money is easier than saving it.</title>
    <published>2009-10-06T22:53:29Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-07T06:08:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Records I own: (Recent additions in &lt;b&gt;bold&lt;/b&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10cc - The Original Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong - Hello Dolly&lt;br /&gt;Louis Armstrong - Mame&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacho Benavente - Canta un tiple&lt;br /&gt;Vashti Bunyan - Some things just stick in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dave Brubeck Quartet - Brubeck on Campus&lt;br /&gt;Chameleons U.K. - Script of the Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Cheap Trick - At Budokan&lt;br /&gt;Cheap Trick - Dream Police&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miles Davis - Sketches of Spain&lt;br /&gt;Miles Davis - Somday my prince will come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dexys Midnight Runner - Too Rye Ay&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faust - Ravvivando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maynard Ferguson - Carnival&lt;br /&gt;Maynard Ferguson - Conquistador&lt;br /&gt;Maynard Ferguson - M. F. Horn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maynard Ferguson - Primal Scream&lt;br /&gt;Fleetwood Mac - Rumours (Turns out it's not that great)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Four Lads - Greatest Hits&lt;br /&gt;Funkadelic - Maggot Brain&lt;br /&gt;Tom Jones - Tom Jones Greatest Hits&lt;br /&gt;The Magnetic Fields - The Charm of the Highway Strip&lt;br /&gt;Sergio Mendes - The Swinger from Río&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ramones - The Ramones&lt;br /&gt;RH Factor - Hard groove&lt;br /&gt;The Rolling Stones - Black and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Rolling Stones - Tatoo You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roxy Music - Avalon&lt;br /&gt;Roxy Music - The high road&lt;br /&gt;Roxy Music - Siren&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Santana - Santana's Greatest hits&lt;br /&gt;Santana - Moonflower&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra - September of My Years&lt;br /&gt;Frank Sinatra - Sinatra '65&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patti Smith - Easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cat Stevens - Teaser and the Firecat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orson Welles - The begatting of the president&lt;br /&gt;Robin Williams - Reality, what a concept&lt;br /&gt;Woods - Songs of shame&lt;br /&gt;Warren Zevon - A quiet normal life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, I have made nothing but good choices with my money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, of the ~$200 I've spent on records now (ugh), the Vashti Bunyan, Faust, Funkadelic, The Magnetic Fields, Patti Smith and Woods records make up more than half of the total amount of money I have spent. Every other record was $8 or less pretty much without exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;I recall making a list of cds like this when I first got a livejournal. In fact, &lt;a href="http://k-rapa.livejournal.com/15532.html"&gt;here it is.&lt;/a&gt; I'd like to pretend I never owned a Yellowcard or Jet album, let alone Maroon 5, but what's done is done and I can't change the past.</content>
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    <title>Whelp</title>
    <published>2009-10-01T19:48:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-01T19:48:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I want to be alone - Vashti Bunyan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Record player came in today. I am quite pleased. I may go to the record store and drop a couple of monies I don't have in celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a bit of a rough start getting it set up. The instructions were a little more vague then I would have like, but a bit of mental reasoning saw me to victory. And now I am listening to records instead of going to Cognitive Psychology or even studying for one of my two tests tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now 25 more points up on the pretentious-asshole scale. Oh yes. Soon I will address the commonfolk as peasants and sip on nothing but the finest of wines, discussing Sartre, Wundt, and Günther.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:k_rapa:112612</id>
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    <title>My life is maybe below average.</title>
    <published>2009-10-01T09:14:18Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-01T09:21:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Let's Spend The Night Together-The Rolling Stones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My life is actually probably pretty swell. Hell, it is. I'm just no less socially incompetent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop me if you've heard this one before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think I loathe people perhaps far too easily, but then lo and behold they go ahead and prove that I loathe people not nearly easily enough. I worry that after college, I am going to share my workplace with the same people that think a good time is getting wasted drunk every weekend. Ugh. Somebody who has lived life tell me this is not so. Please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if only for the time being, I am still touched by a sort of stupid optimism that life will be better when I have a job and am living on my own terms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In internet-related news, Scary Go Round ended some weeks ago. That was saddening; the comic has by and far the best character development I've seen in any sort of comic, web or otherwise. My favorite character, of course, is &lt;a href="http://www.scarygoround.com/sgr/ar.php?date=20080304"&gt;Ryan&lt;/a&gt;, who has made a &lt;a href="http://www.scarygoround.com/?date=20090929"&gt;reappearance&lt;/a&gt; in the new comic by The Englishman, set three years in the future. I am excited. Nobody else probably cares, but I am excited at the prospects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have come into possession of a rather nice professor style jacket. It's not quite tweed, but it will do. Maybe it is time to start expanding my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go to the gym again tomorrow, it will break my record for number of times gone to the gym in a week. It will set a new record at three.</content>
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    <title>A few things, methinks.</title>
    <published>2009-09-15T22:19:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-15T22:19:41Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ten Duets-Peter Broderick</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Records I own:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pacho Benavente - Canta un tiple&lt;br /&gt;Vashti Bunyan - Some things just stick in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Miles Davis - Sketches of Spain&lt;br /&gt;Miles Davis - Somday my prince will come&lt;br /&gt;Faust - Ravvivando&lt;br /&gt;Fleetwood Mac - Rumours (Turns out it's not that great)&lt;br /&gt;Maynard Ferguson - Primal scream&lt;br /&gt;The Ramones - The Ramones&lt;br /&gt;RH Factor - Hard groove&lt;br /&gt;The Rolling Stones - Black and blue&lt;br /&gt;Roxy Music - Avalon&lt;br /&gt;Roxy Music - The high road&lt;br /&gt;Roxy Music - Siren&lt;br /&gt;Patti Smith - Easter&lt;br /&gt;Orson Welles - The begatting of the president&lt;br /&gt;Robin Williams - Reality, what a concept&lt;br /&gt;Woods - Songs of shame&lt;br /&gt;Warren Zevon - A quiet normal life&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Record players I own:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I am good with frugality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to hang out with more women. That's not to say I don't enjoy the company of Rob, Kevin, and Kabil, but I am suffocating a little bit. This lack of female company is trying, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin's judgmentalism has been bothering me increasingly more these days. Not all the time, but some of the things he says really get to me. For instance, we went to Spokane on Saturday and ended up getting some food at the food court in the mall. Our cashier was a high school girl and was being friendly, asked a few questions about college and briefly mentioned that she wanted to get her premed after college. So we get our food and go sit down, and Kevin bluntly states: "She's not going to get her pre-med." He makes a few arguments, but the point he rests on is that there are no explicitly unattractive doctors. What? He also brought up how she mentioned that she enjoyed her job, which Kevin interpreted as that she would be in fast food her entire life. He does not seem to be able to grasp that other people have life experiences vastly, -vastly- different from his own. If he was joking, it would be one thing, but he was quite serious. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kabil is still struggling with his breakup. To some degree, it's almost verging on pathetic. Kevin and Rob are convinced he's long past that point, but I'm either less callous or more naive, because even if the relationship looked like a joke from the outside (and admittedly, it did), it obviously felt a lot more real to Kabil and thus this breakup , which overjoyed Kevin and Rob, is almost certainly destroying this poor lad.</content>
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    <title>Hrmm.</title>
    <published>2009-08-31T01:25:31Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-31T01:25:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just watched &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0851578/"&gt;Paprika&lt;/a&gt;. It was alright, pretty enough, but it wasn't much more than show. That's generally fine, mind you; Hayao Miyazaki makes some gorgeous movies with no deep meaning to them that are definitely worth watching, but Paprika felt too much like &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0291350"&gt;Millenium Actress&lt;/a&gt;;  an interesting concept (sort of; dreams are by no means new) but with a lackluster plot attached to it. Ah well. Falls into a lot of anime-clichés, like the power-hungry cripple-ceo, bullshit science where no explanation was -really- needed, and more than one stereotypical character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still better than &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-cKPajCEw8"&gt;this gem&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's good to be back in Idaho, and good to have internet again as well. A few minor beefs about this place I'm in now, but for the most part, it's sweet. We'll see how it holds up in winter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't decided whether I'm getting more mature every year or  freshmen just suck more and more. I'm leaning towards the latter; I haven't felt my stomach want to heave this badly since Tuesday night before I left. Tuesday was a very drunk night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are entertaining enough. I feel like an idiot retaking these math classes though. I'm going to have to be careful to resist the temptation to skip, because I've heard all of this material somewhere before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else... Got sick Thursday, and only just today feel better. Thursday, all my muscles were sore as hell, then Friday, I was congested to all hell, then Saturday I managed to condense everything into a sore throat. Good fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riley came down to visit. That was enjoyable; haven't seen that kid really since High School. We's also been spending more time with Connie, especially since she lives -right- behind us. She graduates in December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale vale vale. I have spent over a thousand dollars in the week and a half I have been here.</content>
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    <title>Oggi. No wait, not oggi, ma in quattro giorni.</title>
    <published>2009-08-16T00:34:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-16T00:35:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>New York New York - Reel Big Fish</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Well, it's getting to be that time again. I'm leaving Wednesday to be back in the 'scow on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am verily excited, but I am, as always, going to miss people. Was talking to Sherrod the other day, and I vaguely mentioned how I would be leaving soon, and he started to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to miss many a work-folk. It has been an interesting year, and there have been good times had. Ah well. I will be back in Juneau again, though probably not back at Taku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah hell. I'm tired of being torn between two places. I should just settle down somewhere already.</content>
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    <title>Madamn.</title>
    <published>2009-08-09T17:16:17Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I feel as though I am lacking something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juneau drivers are the best in the world. We only have one real road that's mostly straight with very few curves, and yet people here still can't fathom basic driving skills, such as using signals, not changing lanes in an intersection, or using your brakes to stop in stead of relying on the car in front of you to absorb all of your momentum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I was not in that car. I was in the car in front of it. So all things considered, I got off pretty lightly. Still, it takes a certain kind of person to not stop at a red light, especially when there are at least seven cars stopped in front of you. Specifically, it takes an uninsured and unlicensed woman. Cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I and the car are okay, so success. Sort of.</content>
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    <title>Paris Je T'aime</title>
    <published>2009-08-04T07:02:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I watched Paris Je T'aime again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cried a bit during Place des fêtes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not afraid to admit it.</content>
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