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  <updated>2006-07-05T20:31:51Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:37541</id>
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    <title>Oh yeah!</title>
    <published>2006-07-05T20:31:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-05T20:31:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I totally forgot I had this o.o Uhhh. Okay so I have a boyfriend now named Roger and he's prolly the greatest guy ever made. I was gonna move in a few weeks but the plan fell through, so it'll be a couple of months or so. I miss all of my Arizona friends really badly and I'm debating having my mom drop me off in Phoenix for a few days next week when she goes to Utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah. &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; Roger's a mole and he kicks too much ass for me to write here. Mmmm moles. *foam*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:37221</id>
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    <title>Here you go</title>
    <published>2006-05-18T01:34:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-18T01:34:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm just gonna post the lyrics of this song by Aiden! I'm lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Last Sunrise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sink your teeth and. &lt;br /&gt;Bite the blood that drains the life inside of me and fills your soul with love and hate and all those things you need to breath. &lt;br /&gt;My body dies &lt;br /&gt;But still my soul remains eternally in search of Caspian waves and shallow graves. &lt;br /&gt;Explain why me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long. &lt;br /&gt;Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So sing this song. &lt;br /&gt;I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight we've got a chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the sky bleed grey with see-through shades of violent &lt;br /&gt;Bloody stains and felt the evil prime and wicked start a course straight through my veins. &lt;br /&gt;I'm so alive &lt;br /&gt;My skin so cold and fake. &lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes &lt;br /&gt;I know that now's the time to take my chance with death and realize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the rain? &lt;br /&gt;Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the pain? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long. &lt;br /&gt;Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So sing this song. &lt;br /&gt;I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight we've got a chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long. &lt;br /&gt;Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So sing this song. &lt;br /&gt;I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight we've got a chance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mute and beautiful to me &lt;br /&gt;A promise kept on high &lt;br /&gt;An angelic look at life through open eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Don't be scared &lt;br /&gt;We'll make it work. &lt;br /&gt;We're right on time &lt;br /&gt;Don't make things worse. &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm right there by your side. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sunrise) I will avenge &lt;br /&gt;(Sunset) I can't pretend &lt;br /&gt;(Sunrise) I won't forget this vain &lt;br /&gt;(Sunset) attempt and promise kept. &lt;br /&gt;Just one more night to make up for the loss of love and time. &lt;br /&gt;Here comes the sun to rid this world of see-through blood and swollen light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the rain? &lt;br /&gt;Sunrise, sunset, will you wash away the pain? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long. &lt;br /&gt;Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So sing this song. &lt;br /&gt;I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight we've got a chance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This nightmare (This nightmare) won't last long. &lt;br /&gt;Are you scared? (Are you scared?) So sing this song. &lt;br /&gt;I'm right there (I'm right there) by your side. &lt;br /&gt;Tonight we've got a chance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise. &lt;br /&gt;The last sunrise. &lt;br /&gt;The last sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;The last sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rike Aiden :3 They're creepy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:37018</id>
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    <title>Alright!</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T01:01:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-11T01:01:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, for those of you who don't know, I am currently in Alpine, Texas getting paid to help my dad build stuff! We're doing horse facilities and then starting their house. I am a MASTAR weld0r! It's very lonely here and kind of boring a lot... But I got a Nintendo DS so that will supplement my daily regiment of Dreamcast and NES via Dreamcast xD Woo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have enough money as of today to cover my bus fare! Bus fare to where, you ask? Well, to and from Jackson, Mississippi! On the 23rd or 24th, I am going to take a bus there and then stay the night with my good pal Roger the mole :3 Then we are driving in his car to RCFM, which is a little furry con in Alabama. Then we're gonna run around and do stuff and have all kinds of fun at our first con! Roger is being a total sweetheart and paying for like... everything &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; But I told him I'm going to earn as much as I can between now and then and I'm going to help out and he's going to like it :D Then we drive back to Jackson, stay the night, and then I'll bus back on the 30th. I think it'll be a total blast. He likes my music, which is sort of new to him, and told me to bring CDs :D Finally a road trip where I get to play all of my music instead of listening to a friend's defunct-as-of-three-years-ago band! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah... I'm still in love with someone :/ And it's kinda hard. We don't talk much and like... It sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time, suckas. Chupacabra in ya fuckin' FAAAAACE.</content>
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    <title>Babehkittehs</title>
    <published>2006-04-28T21:41:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-28T21:41:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I rescued kittens today o.o I went out to put the laundry in the dryer at 11:30 or so today and I heard squealing so I thought it was birds or maybe kittens or something, but I figured I'd better leave them alone. So at like 4:00 I went back out to collect the laundry and I found one crawling across the floor o.o So I took him in the house and then I got a box and put a towel in it and then dug through the storage stuff out in the garage barn thing to get to the others that I could still hear. Two were on a couch and I had to sweep them toward me with a broom because I couldn't pull any more junk out of the way x3 And then the fourth one had fallen off the couch and crawled through some stuff and I had to reach through dust and spider webs to pull him out &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; But I peed all of them and my mom's getting replacer milk from the vet so I think they're gonna be okay. I went back out and still couldn't hear any more crying so I think I found them all! :3 It's weird, they're all different colors. One's tan and white, one's calico, one's black and white like a cow, and one's black. They're so cute &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; But if they survive, they already have a home.</content>
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    <title>Journal reopened</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T22:02:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T22:02:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was gonna make another one but I didn't feel like it! :3 So I'm here in Texas now and I guess it's okay. Kind of lonely. Can't find any other furs nearby x.x But I'm gonna be making money!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:33540</id>
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    <title>"It's not so difficult, the world is not so difficult."</title>
    <published>2006-03-31T09:19:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-31T09:19:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have the hang of this :D I can do it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:33364</id>
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    <title>I get pissed on Wrexall Square Drug</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T23:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T23:15:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this whole staying positive and not getting upset right away thing is really paying off so far o.o Of course there are a couple of snags that I'll mention in a bit, but I won't let them hold me back from doing my best to work things out. I love teh Vintotch and jealous, ignorant furs that I don't even know aren't going to make me back out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, one of the furs that got turned down decided to make a pretty nasty comment about me on a mailing list after I posted a big joke to my friends up north. I'm sorry she didn't choose you, the only thing I could have done to prevent that would have been giving up and leaving. Or maybe you never had that big chance you thought you had in the first place. Granted, the things he said were close enough to the truth that no one's going to stick up for me. Of course, all of my friends know my situation, not just the side that benefits me most. They know that I did some things that I'm not proud of, but it really is up to me to bring that to light, not for some bitter little venge-knob to spout at random to other complete strangers as if he were around for the whole story :3 Like I told Vintage last night, I'd take that to sleep with me and decide what to do, and after waking up, I've decided that I'm not going to retaliate. My friends know the story and know I feel guilty about being a bad panda to the Vintage. And maybe she'll also clear some things up with people. I mean, she's working things out with me for a reason, right? I didn't force her to. She's not weak or unintelligent so maybe everyone should stop treating her like she doesn't know what she's doing or like she's a charity case who needs their help. o.O And if she's not let go of me yet, uhhhhh, that means that she thinks it's worth it, DUH xD So all of you hopefuls, please go find some other straight furry female to attempt to sweep off her feet in a time of weakness and use to solidify your place as a worthy real world successor to the comic book and fantasy novel heroes that you guys seem to idolize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for future reference: Using someone kind of entails degrading them into some kind of tool that's only around for one's own gain, and lacks that personal attachment that I actually do have to her. :3 Tired of you idealists that treat love like there's no room for mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I have made mistakes and if you ask me what they are, I'll tell you. Hell, if I'm feeling particularly guilty, I'll fuckin' tell you anyway :D Kit's had to hear about it. I'm not denying that I wasn't always the person I believe I am capable of. I'm sure a lot of you have made mistakes, hurt someone, fucked something up, or otherwise done something most would find unpleasant, but I'm still willing to hear your story and be friends with you :3 People can change, and that's why I've put a jihad on all of the problems between Vintronics and me. And if you don't believe me... I'll put a jihad on you, too xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's great, and she deserves to be given what I fully intend to give her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks some more to all of my friends :3 You guys kick a muthafuckin' ass and I wouldn't be able to work through this to a positive end without you ^^ I appreciate that you guys actually took the time to listen and become my friends despite knowing that I'm not perfect, and that you didn't just judge me because you heard something. It'll always boggle my mind how people can stop looking for the truth after taking one step :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN OTHER NEWS (finally ._.;):&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jeff has asked me to play drums for his band :D I told him okay, so I need to get my drums back. I'll tell him to write some songs in the month or so that I'm gone to Texas and then we can start when I get back. Then I'll get a job and fix my drums up a bit as they've been rocking the same ass hardware for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing a song for someone special :3 Someone who's wanted a song since they met me.&lt;br /&gt;We have pictures of the crack motel we stayed at in LA, so once Joe sends them from his phone, I'll put them here with the whole story xD&lt;br /&gt;We're getting another cat! Then Thornton can leave me alone with his creepy ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BANGARANG!!</content>
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    <title>"Let's try to find our future,"</title>
    <published>2006-03-23T22:37:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-23T23:03:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And I guess that's what I should be doing. I've got the idea, the ball is rolling, I just need to help guide it to the goal and past all of these obstacles that I keep putting in the way. Straight up Marble Madness, negro :O Maybe the reason there are so many problems with working on this relationship is because I'm always angry or sad! And I guess expecting that something's going to happen to make me angry or sad only increases the odds of it happening. I'm an idiot, she doesn't want to hurt me, I'm the one giving her reasons to do something that'll hurt. I don't blame her for not being certain of our future. Who wants to parade around with an angry and upset nobody who doesn't have a job and lashes out and treats them badly? I wouldn't x3 For all of you slowtards, that describes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here's the best plan I've come up with so far :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think the worst. If there's something going on, she'll tell me eventually. In the meantime, I will try not to run through all of the worst-case scenarios like some kind of paranoid supercomputer! x3 Her friends hopefully know our situation and wouldn't make a move and even if they did, it's not to hurt me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to think less about myself. I realize that at this point things should be looking pretty dim and we both should rightfully be scrambling to collect ourselves and secure something solid to cling to and other such [adjective] shit like that, but that's not the direction I really want to go, is it? xD I want to go the other direction, and maybe for it to go that way, I need to give more. Give more support, give more trust, give more praise, and give more of me. I think about her all the time. I hope she's doing okay at work, that she's not being upset by costumers, that she's having fun with her co-workers. I hope that things are going okay at home. She lives with a weird and scary assholefaceguy. So I think all of these things, why don't I say them? I think I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a job. DUH :D Going to Texas to get paid to help my parents build the house could be the best thing that's ever happened for our relationship. It not only earns me some money that I can save (cause I won't have any bills there) but also shows her that I am more than willing to show some responsibility :3 I'm not  a responsible person, but I want to be. That's what's got me thinking of school so much. When I get back, I'll be in work mode and I -won't- be trapped in AJ, so I'm getting a job within a week of coming back. This I promise. It'll be even better if my parents end up giving me that car! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love her, and I guess the way I've been acting makes it seem like I'd rather get away from all of this than fix it. So, this is my plan to do -my- part! All of you pray for me that there isn't a large rebuttal in mah muthafuckin' face, and that she feels the same way I do. So all of you, my friends, help me keep a positive outlook cause I know you care about the both of us! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you: You're one of the people I don't -want- to write off. *hug*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in other news! I'm cleaning out my buddy lists on SL and my messengers. I have assloads of people on them that I don't even know, people that befriended me for a week or two and then moved on to newer friends (you all know the type), that found me on Pounced and got shot down and never spoke to me again, and people who used me for yiff (which isn't really that bad since it's understood that it's purely for sexual gratification and/or entertainment x3). I traded crap in that's been sitting around and I have $46 now. That's halfway to my N-Gage! Why an N-Gage, you ask? Well, it may not have the blockbuster games that you can tell your friends you have all day, but it does have a whole lot of other stuff for this muthafuckin P-to-the-anda:&lt;br /&gt;1) It does have games that I want. Splinter Cell 3, Super Monkey Ball, Ghost Recon, Ashen, Bomberman, Rifts, Roots, and many of the other games that are entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;2) You can make DVDs into tiny media files that still look decent on a tiny screen. That means that I can get lots of anime and compress it for the train ride! :D&lt;br /&gt;3) Emulators! Portable NES? :O And you thought they only had that on PSP.&lt;br /&gt;4) A huge library of Java games and games written for Symbian. This includes lots of little Final Fantasy style RPGs :9&lt;br /&gt;5) A FUCKING PHONE. I can get Cingular prepaid for that shit. What's this mean for you guys? You can CALL ME while I'm in Texas and make me feel not lonely ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this has been a productive post :3 Hopefully things start to turn around :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Marble Madness, but I'll roll through to the goal. Don't break my ball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.teaser.fr/~amajorel/marble/marble-all.png"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:32620</id>
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    <title>Whateverball Jimmy X-Ray</title>
    <published>2006-03-22T01:30:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-22T01:30:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There are a few people who are on the verge of being written off.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:31993</id>
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    <title>All the ladies in the house say</title>
    <published>2006-03-17T21:33:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-17T21:33:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:31381</id>
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    <title>Okay</title>
    <published>2006-03-12T05:25:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-12T05:25:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm taking the first steps to getting out of this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:31061</id>
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    <title>Hmm</title>
    <published>2006-03-09T09:13:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-09T09:13:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need something.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:30742</id>
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    <title>Creepin' on a come-up</title>
    <published>2006-03-05T05:39:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-05T05:39:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We went to the tunnels last night. They were bigger than I expected, which was already big. Awesome. Happy birthday.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:30556</id>
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    <title>Joey! I went... in myseeeelf!</title>
    <published>2006-03-04T04:29:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-04T04:29:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">RAAAAAAAAAAAAAWR, I feel good today. WOOOO. I have some stuff to write down in here for this week once I remember them.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:29977</id>
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    <title>ONE HOUR PHOTO</title>
    <published>2006-02-27T05:34:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-27T05:34:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I feel lots better, I hung out with her and her friend and had a good time. He wasn't as bad as I thought he'd be. She assured me that nothing had happened or was going to happen, but the last time I wrote that I trusted her in my journal, well... You know. So I'll just say thank you instead. :3</content>
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    <title>I am the biggest joke my mom's vagina ever told.</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T18:19:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T18:19:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, it didn't take long, did it x3 I was sure this time would take more than just a couple of days.</content>
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    <title>Hahaha</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T05:08:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-26T05:08:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dave ook me to the bar! I'm gonna go to bed. I think she's out with that guy and I can't talke it :D Hahahaha I suck. Is there anyone who wnnts to go out with me that will always tell me the truhth? :D Cause fuck me. Goodnight.</content>
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    <title>I'm your Huckleberry</title>
    <published>2006-02-19T06:06:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-19T06:06:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went to Tombstone today :3 With my panda outfit. People were staring at me, but not the bad kind, and these middle aged ladies were like "Awwwwwwww" and pointing at me. Fuck aliens.</content>
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    <title>Doot dee doot</title>
    <published>2006-02-13T01:54:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-13T01:54:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm doing pretty well :3 Didn't go to Flag like I was gonna, but it's ookies. I had an awesome day thanks to the dashing Kit and the adorable cheetah. We played laser tag :D But this works out okay, cause I only have one pair of pants anyway &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Kit and uhhh... cheetah x3</content>
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    <title>See you in spaaaaaaaaace!!</title>
    <published>2006-02-05T22:02:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-05T22:02:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well I'm cheering up nicely :3 Doot dee doot doooo. PANDAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone who listened to my endless problems! :9 I want your balls!</content>
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    <title>Betta find out who's the daaaaaaddeh!</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T09:01:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-31T09:05:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things within the furry community seem to be going better for me lately. There aren't as many people telling me that I beat someone or cheated and what not. And it seems I've become more likeable. I went to a party and met a couple of new furs last night. Today, one of them told me I came across as loveable and sweet o.O Which is odd. And another fur from around here told me that he'd rather be friends with me than have sex that only lasts a few minutes. And he said that whenever I wanted to go through with getting tested for God knows what I might have gotten, he'd hold paws with me while I got blood drawn &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; I hate needles. And he said he'd like to hang out and stuff, and help me overcome my fear of interviews so I can get my life started. And some other furs are coming down here to kidnap me this weekend to take me to Flagstaff for a few days, not for sex, but just because they want me to have a good time, since those have been few and far between lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really sad. My last post may have been a little harsh. I just get to hear that someone is doing all kinds of things that I don't want in my life, and on top of that they call me like once every other day just to say goodnight and visit me once a week, and sometimes don't ever come over when they say they will. But I can't call them at home, and I can't visit them either. They have to understand how it tears me apart to deal with all of this stuff and never ever get it cleared up. There's never time, they're never here. I have to wait on the edge of my seat until they make time for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, maybe not keeping that aspect of my life top priority will allow me to move on and cheer up or something. If they won't help me out here, then I'll have to make this work for myself.</content>
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    <title>Tails x Klonoa XXX</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T04:54:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T04:54:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tricked you.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:27335</id>
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    <title>Books. Check 'em out.</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T01:27:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-18T01:27:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So yeah, I have an assload of video games that I have to play now x3 Currently working on Star Ocean 3, Manhunt, Majora's Mask, Ocarina of Time, Conker's Bad Fur Day, and now my roomie brought out Dragon Quest 8 for me to play x.x So much stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda sick. Been very tired, got crap in my lungs. Hope it gets better and not worse &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drhitech:27029</id>
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    <title>I'm MC Baby Meal!</title>
    <published>2006-01-13T09:22:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-13T09:22:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I went hiking up the Peralta Trail with all of my roomies. It was like 4 hours up and back and we didn't quite make it to the top. I was proud of myself, though, cause it means that I'm not in as bad a shape as I thought ^^ I got a little baby digital tablet thing at Bookman's for $12 :D I got software for it and stuff and joined the Bluefurry.com oekaki thing! I've been practicing with it some, and pretty soon I'll be ready for real pictures :3 This means that Inflatable Seal, Baka, Pop, Kit, and some others get pictures soon :D If you're a friend of mine and you wanna little doodle of you, reply here with a description. If you surfed here from someone else's journal and you have a unique character, do the same! I'm not doodling boring ass strangers like foxes, wolves and the like &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; If you're a rubberfur, especially, leeeeaaave a description!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got Manhunt for the PS2! :D It was only $10 and it lets me murder people all DAY. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got the Slayers TRY DVD box set, which is apparently the third Slayers series. I've never seen the first two but I always wanted to. Someone come watch with me ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend is bringing over N64 games tomorrow :D I rike games!</content>
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    <title>Pedophiles are fucking immature assholes.</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T23:51:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T23:51:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Doot doot dooooooo. I'm supposed to hang out with a fur today but I'm afraaaiiiid. And like... WOO. I'm gonna help Joe convert two big speakers into a guitar cabinet. Yeah we'll see how that works. And yeah. I'm thinking I might get my drums back from my ex friends' house and sell them :/ Cause I was never that great anyway. And then I can just buy an amp for the guitar I'm pretty sure I'm getting for Christmas. Everyone seems to be getting sick! You guys are all sick!! I haven't gotten a cold yet this winter... I wonder if I'm like... JESUS :O</content>
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