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  <updated>2009-09-19T01:02:48Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluntbitchqueen:2154</id>
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    <title>Lazy, unmotivated, tonsillitis</title>
    <published>2009-09-19T01:02:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-19T01:02:48Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unmotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I&amp;nbsp;have tonsillitis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yesterday was my birthday, what a great present! And because of being sick I&amp;nbsp;am now way behind in everything since I&amp;nbsp;did nothing but cough up my esophagus for the past couple of days. I'm on antibiotics now at least so it's going away... But I'm still lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;just wanna veg out and watch tv for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;_; why must you torture me so college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;thought I'd enjoy this year more, but so far I&amp;nbsp;am just as unmotivated to do anything as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;FUCK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluntbitchqueen:1964</id>
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    <title>Fabulous homeless wreck</title>
    <published>2009-07-27T01:15:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-27T01:15:32Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Sufjan Stevens - Casimir Pulsaki Day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I&amp;nbsp;went for a walk with my new camera. I&amp;nbsp;took pictures of unsuspecting people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o51/bzoiink/fabuloushomelesswreck.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o51/bzoiink/ihavethesamejellybracelet.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;These two homeless people were my favorite. New baby pocket camera = success.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluntbitchqueen:1611</id>
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    <title>THUNDERSTORMS</title>
    <published>2009-07-17T23:53:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-17T23:54:50Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Dancing on the Water - PNAU</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today I applied for a replacement social security card. My parents lost my original one... Which doesn't even matter considering it was useless as it spelled my name wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't very exciting. Little asian woman was very nice to me though and it was an easy process, took about 5 minutes. Though of course it fucking starts RAINING when I am outside with my birth certificate and only a folder to carry it in. I high tailed my ass back home fast as I could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now once that little sucker comes I can finally get a state ID since last time they showed me the door when I tried with the spelling error'd card. And then I can get into clubs without being a loser and bringing my passport with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;...And then I can open a bank account so my parents can stop dipping into my account in our joint bank account.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.heathersanimations.com/dance1/girls.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="https://security.health.ufl.edu/training/images/social-security-number-card.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.heathersanimations.com/dance1/girls.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluntbitchqueen:1516</id>
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    <title>I really want to order a pizza right now</title>
    <published>2009-07-11T05:54:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-11T06:07:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I guess that makes me a fat ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But damn do I want some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img width="440" height="250" src="http://www.dineouthere.com/images/sarpinos-pizza-01.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluntbitchqueen:1118</id>
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    <title>Party</title>
    <published>2009-07-03T00:44:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-03T00:44:16Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">So last night I had some fun at Woody's. Interesting moments?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Sucking face with an uglier version of me. Named Frank. Licked the sweat off my neck. Tried to steal the gum from out of my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting raped with my clothes on by a short but ripped hispanic man. Most aggressive dancer I've ever danced with.&lt;br /&gt;3. Grinding like wild with some old uggo who kept attempting to put his hands down my pants. Sry I have more class than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN ALL? Fun! Danced like wild, didn't go too crazy, had fun with my girls. My feet were so sore. It's been a while so partying was good, and now I'm antsy for more ha.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bluntbitchqueen:773</id>
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    <title>Sisterhood of the traveling shirts</title>
    <published>2009-07-01T03:50:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-01T04:56:15Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Walked around yesterday in this shirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.ilovefemaleorgasm.com/images/merch/shirtm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More stares than I can count, 2 overweight black women, 1 prep, and a creeper who actually stopped me all told me they liked my shirt. Best moment? Getting a dirty glare from the PennEnvironment girl and being the only person not asked for my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around today in a shirt with this on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.printfection.com/14/115725/ulZiT.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less stares, but one rude black woman in a tacky patterned shirt who made a point to look for an extended period of time. I O_O'd at her and she rolled her eyes. Cunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I counted up my tees and I have over 40 that are nice, and over 60 that are kind of shitty or oversized. Sweet.</content>
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    <title>BBQ is in town</title>
    <published>2009-06-30T05:28:25Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-30T05:28:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Watch out, here to rock your world and such.</content>
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