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  <title>this is a one man symphony</title>
  <subtitle>one over fifty four</subtitle>
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    <name>nearattack</name>
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  <updated>2007-06-09T00:46:55Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:14424</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2007-06-08T17:38:00</title>
    <published>2007-06-09T00:46:55Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-09T00:46:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today was fun because i was home alone.  i felt like I was living in a montage.... i drank tea and read the paper, then i played piano, then i just wandered the hallways singing at the top of my lungs, then i shot at empty tennis ball cans with a BB gun, then I skateboarded in the concrete yard, then i juggled my soccer ball for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I was ready to go inside from the back yard i realized the door had locked behind me.  So I was locked out of my own house and I had to climb onto the roof and into my moms bedroom window.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:14266</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2007-04-09T22:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-10T02:50:17Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-10T02:50:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear girl sitting accross from me at the library:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the music from your headphones and it is really bothering me.  But it would be hella bitchy if I told you that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also.... you just kicked my foot under the table and it was akward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looooooooooove,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:13942</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2007-03-03T17:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-03T22:15:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-03T22:15:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am sitting here on my bed with my dear friend lizzie perry.  lizzie, do you want to say hi?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um, well.... i guess it si just nice to be with a good friend from home here at vassar, my new home.  and everything feels like its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:13795</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2007-02-11T17:21:00</title>
    <published>2007-02-11T22:23:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-11T22:23:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">One thing I don't like about college is that I don't read on the toilet anymore because I am too embarassed to be seen coming out of the stall holding a book.  Maybe soon I will muster the confidence to do it anyway.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:13383</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2006-12-17T19:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-12-18T02:06:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-18T02:06:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dear everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to write this FUCKING paper RIGHT NOW.  I am going to write a full page in the next hour and if I don't then the whole world will be dissappointed in me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't have that.... so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love cat.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:13165</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2006-11-15T11:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-15T18:25:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-15T18:25:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am just writing right now because I want you guys to have something to read.  Um.... I lost my cell phone which is really really annoying.  I think I am going to give in and buy a new one maybe today or tommorrow (for like $150).  Jeez.  Um... I guess I am a little confused about what I care about.  I know there are people that I really care about, and I guess right now nothing else seems as important as that.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Cat</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:12982</id>
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    <title>catatonic</title>
    <published>2006-08-18T02:36:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-18T02:36:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was just writing a list of stuff to bring to college, and I wrote the word bathrobe, but I wrote the second "b" backwards and I didn't notice until like five minutes later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had a dream last night about going to college.  My room was really big, but it was also the lounge and it was shared by about six people.  And there was a guy in my room and his bed had dark green silk bedding with gold lining and he was wearing a gold crown and lying in bed and this girl in a red satin bikini was sort of dancing over him.  And there was confusion about whether she went to our school or was a hired stripper......  and there were about five really ratty, disgusting carpets strewn about on the floor and my roommates and I were trying to make them look nicer when one of my roommates saw this instant soup that I had, and she said "Are those bagel bites?" with an astonished tone.  And then I replied, "No, it's tofu" and she was like "Good!  Because Bagel Bites will kill you."  And I was walking around in boxers and a t-shirt, I think, but I was wearing a trench coat over them.  And I don't remember the other interactions that I had, but I was kind of walking around being an idiot, as I recall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I am pretty confident that my first day of college won't be as bad as my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:12752</id>
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    <title>oh the places you'll go</title>
    <published>2006-08-05T10:24:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-05T10:24:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If I had had a job this summer, I think it would have been cool to work the night shift at ihop.  I'm back in town, so you can start inviting me to all those parties and stuff you people are having.  I have bangs now.  I went to Great America today, and it was everything I had hoped for and more.  I also learned a lot of trivia.  For example, did you know that a rhinoceros' horn is made of hair?  And the properties in Monopoly are based off of places in Atlantic City.  These are important things to know.  &amp;lt;3 Cat.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:12353</id>
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    <title>the girl with the watering can</title>
    <published>2006-03-27T16:30:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-27T16:30:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just thought about watering cans....  I had completely forgotten about them.  watering cans remind me of when I was a little girl, and they make me think of flowers and innocence.  when i was little i really liked that painting called "the girl with the watering can".  i had a book about it.  it is sad that i forgot about watering cans.  why have they eluded me for so long?  I am going to get some rainboots and a summery dress and a big floppy hat and then go outside and water plants with an old watering can.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:12181</id>
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    <title>puzzled....</title>
    <published>2005-12-05T08:10:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-05T08:10:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know why, but I slept for 15 hours last night.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:11918</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2005-10-01T23:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-02T06:47:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-02T06:47:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i would like to live in a forest and eat berries and bathe in the stream.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:11768</id>
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    <title>me in a nutshell</title>
    <published>2005-09-17T05:20:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-17T05:20:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1122527359tampon.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Tampon&lt;/b&gt;. You are a TAMPON.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer to keep things bottled up inside, and you are rather solitary.&lt;br /&gt;It takes a while for some people to get used to you, and others warm up right away.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like yourself, watch your first impressions, you may scare away others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Tampon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;92%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Pillow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="83" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Box&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Paper&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Match&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Lemon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="42" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=55508"&gt;Which Random Object Do You Represent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:11290</id>
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    <title>cat's cradle</title>
    <published>2005-07-23T07:36:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-23T07:36:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is my favorite part of the book I just read (Cat's Cradle by Kurt Vonnegut - by the way... thanks for reccomending it Julia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"'Many hands make much work light.' Old Chinese proverb."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They were smart in a lot of ways, those Chinese were."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, let's keep their memory alive."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish now I'd studied them more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, it was hard to do, even under ideal conditions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I wish now I'd studied everything more."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've all got regrets, Mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No use crying over spilt milk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"As the poet said, Mom, 'Of all the words of mice and men, the saddest words are, "It might have been."'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's so beautiful, and so true."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This conversation takes place as the world is coming to an end.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:11194</id>
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    <title>WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT.</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T07:10:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T07:10:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am a licensed driver!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:10815</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2005-06-27T17:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-28T01:15:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-28T01:15:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I bought 3 jokers off of ebay and they came today and they are so lovely!  they are my little buddies.  um, my phone is working again so leave all the messages your heart desires.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:10511</id>
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    <title>stupid nokia.</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T21:10:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-08T21:10:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just so everyone knows..... my cell phone isn't working properly and i havent been able to check my messages.  so if you left me a voice message recently, i have not been able to listen to it.  leave me a comment if there is something you would like to tell me :).</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:10367</id>
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    <title>summertime and the livin's easy</title>
    <published>2005-06-02T01:47:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-02T01:47:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just went for a run and the endorphins make me feel like my blood is carbonated and i am floating upwards.  I was in a really good mood today.  I think my brain finally realized that it is on vacation.  I also cleaned my room a little and that feels good.  I am going to get my ears pierced on June 9th (I had to set a date so that I could mentally prepare myself).  Oh and I bought a skirt the other day and I think it hass magical powers like the one in the sisterhood of the traveling pants because it has all of these coffee stains and stuff on it and it makes it seems old and wise and charming.  Oh and I am going to work once a week as a personal assistant for this photographer who is a familly friend.... i'm not sure how much she is going to pay me though.  whatever though, it will be fun.  life is fairly good i would say.  &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:10137</id>
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    <title>i love you, a bushel and a peck</title>
    <published>2005-04-24T08:46:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-24T08:46:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have been in a pretty good mood this week.  i dont know why.  i need to buy a prom dress sometime between now and friday.  i guess i will have to go  during lunch or something, or maybe during E period, or perhaps after soccer one day.  oh my, it is getting late.  i should sleep.  two things i wish did not exist:  pimples, SATs. but it is okay because cereal saves my life.</content>
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    <title>Oaxaca</title>
    <published>2005-03-23T06:10:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-23T06:10:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Does anyone else get spanish words stuck in their head?  Or french words, or any language words?  Because, a while ago, as you might know because I mentioned it on my livejournal as well, I got the word sacerdote stuck in my head, and tonight i have the word Oaxaca stuck in my head.  I just keep on repeating that word in my head and i can't stop it.</content>
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    <title>update</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T16:38:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T16:38:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello everybody.  I exist.  So, I just wanted to remind you of that.  Ah yes, and my news lately.  A lot of things are changing.... the term is over, soccer started, I can drive (with an adult, yay for me).  Soccer is fun.... I like playing outdoors.  I have photography next term, which should be a good class.  I also have shakespeare, which I have not heard good things about.  I have Naoko for functions... she is lovely, but I hope she isn't too stressed out because of her baby.  Also, I was supposed to have antony for spanish but it got switched so now I have Esteban.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... I'll be seeing you around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:9332</id>
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    <title>big dinner</title>
    <published>2005-01-04T04:41:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-04T04:41:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i got my learners permit and i had a driving lesson today and it was pretty fun.  the person who had the lesson before me was claire turner so i drove with her for a little while.  i have to do homework... but i am tired right now becuse i ate a big dinner.  i had a really good break.... if i wasnt doing something with friends i was at home watching alias... i finished the first two seasons.  i dont know when i am going to watch the third.  oh... and i also painted katies door which i have been meaning to do for a year.  well actually its not quite done.  but it will be.  my belly is so full... oh, wait.  it just exploded.  damn, thats gross.  oh well, i guess i should go clean up this mess.  ok bye.</content>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2004-12-14T22:11:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-15T06:15:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i am very tired.  we lost our basketball game today by one point and it was very frustrating. but i actually didnt care that much.  i just now remembered that I have to get a present for my secret santa by tommorrow.  also tommorrow morning i am going to go and help retarted people create artwork.  is it bad to say retarted?  oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weeeee. cat.</content>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2004-12-13T20:55:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-14T04:59:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I say the world is an old sow that eats her farrow.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:8570</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2004-12-12T13:48:00</title>
    <published>2004-12-12T21:54:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">blah.  it is sunday.  i feel like a donut withering away in the desert of procrastination.  maybe i will go take a shower.  then maybe i will have some coffee... i think i am addicted to caffeine.  my muscles are sore.  what to do what to do.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:nearattack:8281</id>
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    <title>nearattack @ 2004-11-29T10:18:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-29T18:21:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i often sigh throughout the day, as do we all, and i have developed a habit of whistling as i exhale every time i sigh.  it is often strange when i do this without realizing while everyone around me is quiet and it is loud.  but i think i enjoy it.  i really need to do my english homework.</content>
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