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  <title>Edward wong hau pepelu Tivrusky</title>
  <subtitle>Edward wong hau pepelu Tivrusky</subtitle>
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    <name>Edward wong hau pepelu Tivrusky</name>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2009-12-02T12:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-02T18:58:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-02T18:58:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, so I'm still single, some how miraculously. my life is such a mess right now I don't even know where to start...&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'll start with the good news first. I'm actually still trying to get back into school. I'm at the mgccc campus right now working on financial aid stuffs. alot of the people I know are like waking up and going back to school, so there's a little help in the way of motivation. I'm trying to date around a bit, ya know, find someone. not too sure I've found that person yet. women are frustrating. my room mates have all moved out except for one, and he's having a real hard time coming up with his rent, and so, I'm having a hard time coming up with his rent in the meanwhile. so, now I'm just trying to get by. anything I can do to make a little more money to put into the house. I've got a small job that give me a couple of days a week, and I make my money fine the best way I know how, but I can't come up with all of the bills for my house... Ugh I know you don't want to hear about financial troubles. we all have our own, but that's what's been makin my head spin lately. &lt;br /&gt;On another up note, I'm organizing a collaberative arting session tonight at my house. I've got two verry decent artists coming to draw with me tonight. Yay!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:satansboyfriend:74835</id>
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    <title>talking to myself</title>
    <published>2009-10-15T16:13:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-15T16:13:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, so I dated this chick named brook. she was a cute juggalette chick. She really likes my drawings, I figured what the hell, why not? It didn't really wind up going that far. she turned out to not be as much my type as I had hoped. back on the search, I guess... &lt;br /&gt;what the hell am I gonna do with myself. Maybe I'll go get myself some sort of real job... nah.. how about school. I've ben thinking about school an aweful lot lately. I think I'll go get me an ACT practice packet, and look up easy scollarships online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good to be able to know there might be someone out there reading this, so I can justify talking to myself. ha ha ha ha ha ha !</content>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2009-09-18T14:13:00</title>
    <published>2009-09-18T19:20:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-18T19:20:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, I know I just posted for the first time i a long time, and was all talking about my long going relationship with kynki. well... we just broke up last night. things have ben going down hill for a long time. Kynki was the one who finally had the courage to do it. I'd broken up with her before, but it's always ben a verry emotional situation, and we allways wound up right back together within the same day. This time, I think it's for real. that's so hard to say, but really... I'm moving my girl Brook into the house soon, so I can have some help with the kids, and so I don't have to be so lonely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a positive note, I'm going to be starting my new job at Waffle house on monday. wish me luck. :)</content>
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    <title>catchup</title>
    <published>2009-08-28T15:27:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-28T15:27:08Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>sonic the hedgehog</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Oh gawd, where to start... the last time I posted I was just getting back down to the coast. since then I started dating a girl named kynki. I've ben with her for a couple of years now. I moved in with her at her house, kicked her boyfriend out of the house, and started helping her raise her little girl, tasia. we tried to keep things at a slow progress for a while, but after not long we couldn't deny our feelings for one another. so, we started being more serious twards each other, and we had a kid together. her name is Karma, and she's a year old now. I moved us out of her mom's house, and we moved into a house in biloxi. things have been really good for a good little while. things arent so good now though. we're having some financial trouble as of late, an d that's putting it lightly. I have been working at Papa john's pizza for a good while, but we'll say due to some new management I ran into, I lost my job as of 3 years there, but I did get some management experience. since then, I've been doing pre-aprenticeship traning at HBI. I'm training in facility maintaince. I should be done with this class another 2 weeks. I'm not sure what I'm gonna be doing after this though. think i'm gonna look in to a place near by called U-train in gulfport.</content>
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    <title>juggalos dancin in a faygo rain.</title>
    <published>2006-11-07T22:08:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-07T22:08:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I'm goin back to gulfport. &lt;br /&gt;I should be back there by next weekend. &lt;br /&gt;just got to work out my transfer situation with Cains. &lt;br /&gt;shouldn't be too complicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I have such a family back there. a strong crew that are allways there for eachother. if you put the right group of us together, we can acomplish damn near any task. just give five of us the same drive or desire, and see if it doesn't get accomplished. They're trowing me a welcome home party. &lt;br /&gt; I'm not gonna go into what that intails here, but be assured, I'm gonna forget my name.</content>
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    <title>one day down  two to go.</title>
    <published>2006-11-03T07:39:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-03T07:39:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ICP -  much clown love</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i've worked one day of my little three day stretch.&lt;br /&gt; it was so dead tonight, that I got to go home early.</content>
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    <title>I had my face paint on when it  all went down.</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T11:02:13Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T11:02:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I woke up for no aparent reason and wasn't able to go back to sleep at 4:20 this morning exactly. &lt;br /&gt;I can happily report that we did find a halloween party last btw. &lt;br /&gt;I was a clown.&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty damn cool. there was a live band. tons of scarry people, and several people that we allready knew. after we'd just about drank up all the alcohol (?sp) the cops showed up, and harassed everyone, and so once the cops left and told us we had to stop the music, they played one more song. Fuck the police! really loud. it was awesome, I moshed. &lt;br /&gt;it really was  a big ass awesome part. &lt;br /&gt;so, then we left, and went to a bar. can't really remember the name it. &lt;br /&gt;I'm still not 21 yet, so I snuck in and slipped right by the bouncer who was charging admission, and checking IDs. &lt;br /&gt;it was aparently the spot all the cool people were tricling into, because we saw several people from the last party there. I had this benny hill skit thing going on with this guy in a leprichan costume. it was much fun, I'd his massive hat and put it over my head and stumble away drunkenly as quickly as possible while he chases after me also drunk as hell. much fun. &lt;br /&gt;we met a big ol dude named james, who wants to be our girlfriend. he and his friends were the ones who brought us to the bar. he brought us home, and I managed to get him to trade the best two drawings in his sketch book for something insignifigant. it was beautiful.</content>
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    <title>ok, it's halloween</title>
    <published>2006-10-31T15:07:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-31T15:07:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, where's the motherfuckin party?! I've got today and tomorrow off.&lt;br /&gt;this is an awesome oppertunity for me to have some sort of halloween fun, and mabey even make some friends in this strange land of hattiesburg. now all I have to do is find the suiting event.</content>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2006-10-16T15:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-16T20:20:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-16T20:20:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Icp - toybox</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so, I'm goin down to gulfport for a day. gonna go pick up some much needed necessities, and visit with a few of my friends down there, right. My friend jack allready told me that he'd give me a ride down there. we worked it all out ahead of time, so things would go smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;so ofcourse when I get in touch with him he's got a problem picking me up. first he says that his car's full of his stuff. He's ben using it for storage, and it's overloaded. I offered to let him keep his stuff in my room while we go down to gulfport, so he'd have room. I even offered him some gas money. &lt;br /&gt;He's still being reluctant, and I can tell he's got some other motivation for not picking me up that he's not telling me. &lt;br /&gt;It's all cool though, I get in touch with an aquaintance of mine who is making the trip, and he's passing through hattiesburg anyways. it's gonna be a little bit though, so I call jack back, and double check to make sure that he can't possibly pick me up. this is when he goes ahead and lets the cat out of the bag. &lt;br /&gt;He can't pick me up, because the person he's going to gulfport to visit with requested that he didn't bring me, because "it would be awquard". &lt;br /&gt;I wasn't planning on making anything awquard for him, but I think I just might cause him some problems now. &lt;br /&gt;i'm still going to gulfport. and when I do. &lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go see my ol boy Cy first. &lt;br /&gt;I gots something for him.</content>
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    <title>You sick son of a bitch!</title>
    <published>2006-10-10T20:11:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-10T20:11:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have fallen terribly ill. &lt;br /&gt;I have a hardcore tummy ache. &lt;br /&gt;I've ben makin poopie for days. &lt;br /&gt;and my head hurts. &lt;br /&gt;surely I am going to die. &lt;br /&gt;my manager at work was real understanding. I showed up to work with such a severe case of "I don't feel so good", and he sent me back home, and gave me tomorrow off too. that makes him officially kick ass. puppy is experiencing some serious "I don't feel so good" too. he didn't go to work this morining either. &lt;br /&gt;I need some malox.</content>
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    <title>my first day at raisin cains</title>
    <published>2006-10-10T00:56:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-10T00:56:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gen's in the kitchen cooking some chicken talking about how vaginal the chicken brests are. &lt;br /&gt;I think she's lost it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, I started work at raisin cains today at 10 am. &lt;br /&gt;I got to play in raw chicken all day. it was exhilerating! the girl who trained me is hot. she's 25. hope to see more of her. This whole resteraunt thing is becoming a bit old hat. they showed me where everything is, and they taught me my station. it's so insainly easy a monkey really could do it. and probably do a better job at it than some of the people I'm working with. ALL WE MAKE IS CHICKEN FINGERS! There's something evil about that. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I think it's gonna make me a little crazy really soon. Oh, and we're not supposed to eat anything, and they're really strict about it. They have cameras everywhere, and the manager's are required to watch them for 3 hours every day. they throw away soooooooo much good chicken. they have a standard of freshness that requires all chicken to be thrown out thats ben in the warmer for more than like 2 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll rant about this later, I've got to go to the grocery.</content>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2006-10-03T16:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-03T21:08:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-03T21:08:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px black solid; width: 90%"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/"&gt;My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;satansboyfriend goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as wicked clown.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/ampherz"&gt;ampherz&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get an eraser.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/anjel_kitty/"&gt;anjel_kitty&lt;/a&gt; gives you 10 red spearmint-flavoured pieces of taffy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/cotageboobyhead/"&gt;cotageboobyhead&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a 3.5-inch floppy disc.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/flamingcherry/"&gt;flamingcherry&lt;/a&gt; gives you 3 pink banana-flavoured jawbreakers.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/green_ied_devil/"&gt;green_ied_devil&lt;/a&gt; gives you 8 orange chocolate-flavoured pieces of taffy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/jonathandavisjr/"&gt;jonathandavisjr&lt;/a&gt; gives you 17 mauve lime-flavoured nuggets.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/lacrimas/"&gt;lacrimas&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a broken balloon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/morphine300mg/"&gt;morphine300mg&lt;/a&gt; gives you 8 softly glowing banana-flavoured pieces of bubblegum.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/shadowsndarknss/"&gt;shadowsndarknss&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You lose 1 pieces of candy!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px orange solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/timberlakesman/"&gt;timberlakesman&lt;/a&gt; gives you 16 milky white vanilla-flavoured gummy worms.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="border-bottom: 1px black dotted"&gt;satansboyfriend ends up with 61 pieces of candy, an eraser, a 3.5-inch floppy disc, and a broken balloon.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/index.cgi" method="post"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center"&gt;Go trick-or-treating! Username: &lt;input type="text" name="username" size="10"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Let&amp;#39;s Go!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-size: xx-small; text-align: center"&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rfreebern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>new job.</title>
    <published>2006-10-03T20:43:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-03T20:43:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>19 2000 - gorillaz</lj:music>
    <content type="html">allrigh, so I'm not really sure if I ever made a post about loosing my job at wards, but I did. I worked there for exactly one month. Barlow, the mean manager bitch, told me that I was still on a probationary period and they din't like the way I worked and the way I do things, so they were letting me go. I felt like I'd ben broken up with. That's allright though. fuck that biotch. I don't need her pay check. she wasn't doin much for me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm gettin cains love. &lt;br /&gt;I've ben job hunting for 2 days officially. puppy got me a job at raisin cains. I'm working that weekend shift. ya know the one that's like 8 to 4 in the morning. I'm looking forward to that. I love night shift. &lt;br /&gt;I don't start untill monday, so I have all the time I need to go visit the coast this week, and go to pickaune(?sp) this weekend. and a good mood was had by all... or atleast me.</content>
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    <title>here's the finished back and front.</title>
    <published>2006-09-24T05:55:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-24T05:55:42Z</updated>
    <category term="jokers card"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/MrGoneOddity/frontcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/MrGoneOddity/backcopy.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone know any good juggalo communities?</content>
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    <title>jokers card</title>
    <published>2006-09-24T01:26:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-24T01:26:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DDR</lj:music>
    <content type="html">allright, so from what I hear from people, deviant art is taking legal rights to all of the images that people post now. I know they've ben doig that for some time now, but when they started, I never got around to switching to another art forum of sorts. I'm still drawing, but now I need to find a new place to put my artwork. anyone have any suggestions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is both sides of a jokers card I'm designing. I want to make both sides of it and make one and laminate it, so I can put it in my pimp hat right next to the big ass feather. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i43.photobucket.com/albums/e387/MrGoneOddity/jokerscardcolor2small.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>the truth about 9-11</title>
    <published>2006-09-13T03:43:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-13T03:43:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I know people are probably tired of hearing thing about 9-11 and the world trade center, but I just got this video that completely explains what actually happened at that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4176449515007939390&amp;q=flight+93&amp;hl=en"&gt;http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-4176449515007939390&amp;q=flight+93&amp;hl=en&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to pound theorys into anyones head, but i think more people should get a chance to see this.</content>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2006-09-10T01:30:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-10T06:33:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-10T06:33:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's ben a full day since any of my friends have posted on their livejournals. I have nothing else going on in my life now, so It seems I must either make some more friends who like to talk about themselves on a regular baises or find a new club to be a part of. &lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;what are my hobbies...</content>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2006-09-07T09:31:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-07T14:32:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-07T14:32:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">stole this from Lao Tzu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, it cannot be seen - it is beyond form.&lt;br /&gt;Listen, it cannot be heard - it is beyond sound.&lt;br /&gt;Grasp, it cannot be held - it is intangible.&lt;br /&gt;These three are indefinable, they are one.&lt;br /&gt;From above it is not bright;&lt;br /&gt;From below it is not dark:&lt;br /&gt;Unbroken thread beyond description.&lt;br /&gt;It returns to nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;Form of the formless,&lt;br /&gt;Image of the imageless,&lt;br /&gt;It is called indefinable and beyond imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand before it - there is no beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Follow it and there is no end.&lt;br /&gt;Stay with the Tao, Move with the present.</content>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2006-09-06T12:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T18:07:29Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-06T18:07:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, I got back from the con yesterday. you can check out &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_anjel_kitty' lj:user='anjel_kitty' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://anjel-kitty.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://anjel-kitty.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;anjel_kitty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for pictures of that. it was tons of fun. I'm gonna try to find the online connection to some of the people I met there. gen's going back to jackson for a while today. guess I'm just gonna work for the next week. I guess I'll be allright. got my schedule yesterday. night shift all the way. and did I mention that this job is about as hard as hanging out at my house doing nothing.</content>
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    <title>setup</title>
    <published>2006-08-31T16:17:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-31T16:17:30Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Riddle box</lj:music>
    <content type="html">allright. I'm set up. I am currently in hattiesburg mississippi. yep. just moved in with puppy and anjel. I'm back with Gen. this place is a hub. went on my first job hunt today. went 3 blocks. filled out 2 applications. got a job. &lt;br /&gt;Wards. &lt;br /&gt;got this furry con coming up tomorrow. I'm supposed to be going. Hope my new boss will deal with that. I think I'm gonna find a way to go anyways. I go in at 3. I'll tell my boss then. &lt;br /&gt;I need to  tell my mom that I'm in hattiesburg. she doesn't know where i am right now. I tried to call her earlier. busy. &lt;br /&gt;that woman's allways on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is good, calm still and stable. &lt;br /&gt;this place has such good energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new theory I've ben thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;hattiesburg...&lt;br /&gt;spiral magic? &lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a connnection.</content>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2006-08-27T18:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-27T23:26:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-27T23:26:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm hardly able to get to a computer to check my mail. I was making a decent bit of money on my tatoo work, but the people I'm staying with right now told me I can't do it anymore, atleast for a little while. sucks. that was how I was making money, now my source of income is running out, so my place of residence is probably about to do the same. wish I had more to write.</content>
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    <title>unstable as allways.</title>
    <published>2006-07-27T20:40:51Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-27T20:40:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've ben doing a lot of bouncing around in the past couple of weeks. I'm so glad I've still got so many old friends down here. that's why I came back to the coast. It seemed to me that this would be the only place I'd have half of a fighting chance to make it on my own. I'm glad I've got so many old friends here. These people are what keeps me alive. I've found a place I can stay for another 2 weeks. I paid 2 weeks rent with my last paycheck from sonic. If I'm able to find a job while I'm staying here, I can stay for as long as I can pay rent. I'm currently updating from circut city, so don't think that I have internet access, cuz I don't.  It's gonna take a lot for me to get a job anywhere near where I'm staying, but I'm gonna bust my ass to try to make it happen. I'm not a mothafuckin bumb, and it's killing me to be jobless and cyphening off of other people, and nobody is able to make me feel more guilty about it than Crystal. I owe here 15 bucks. I still have it too. tucked away in my wallet. I dare not spend it. &lt;br /&gt;I love and miss Gen, and sara verry much. It's gonna be so hard to keep a functional friendship with them from this far away. Once I get a car mabey I can make these things happen a little easier. that's gonna be quite some time though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i must be back off to the jobsearch.</content>
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    <title>satansboyfriend @ 2006-07-16T13:33:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-16T18:45:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-16T18:45:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, since I got down here  I was staying at my friends laura and andrew's place. &lt;br /&gt;the landlord kicked everyone out. it was a long time coming. and the people who were renting the apartment didn't seem to care enough to prevent it. One of the major issues was a cat they never considered getting rid of that wasn't supposed to be there.  when I moved out of there I moved in with my friend merrick, knowing that he was getting kicked out in a couple of days.  he got kicked out yesterday. I stayed with my friend alex last night, which is how I got internet access, because aparently his parents are pretty well off. this is a really nice house, unfortunately this was definatly a one night thing. his parents are out of town, and will be back today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and steven where at our friend maurice's house this one day. we hung out for a while and smoked a blunt or 2 and then went for a walk around the neightborhood to pop fire crackers. I stashed my 2 bags in his room while we were out. we went out and caused as much havoc as one can make with a bunch of firecrackers at 3 in the morning. it was much fun, but when we got back his mother tells me that her hellion little 4 and 5 year old boys got into my tatoo kit and squirted my ink all ove the wals and everywhere else, and left no bottle untouched. now all of my ink is gone, and I have just ben getting my clientell back. now I need ink. &lt;br /&gt;I've ben told that I have new ink and needles waiting for me in jackson, but I don't have any way of getting them. I'm gonna have to find a place she can mail them to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeless jobless. wonder what kinda fun life's gonna throw at me next!</content>
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    <title>my life is crazy shit.</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T19:32:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-26T19:32:39Z</updated>
    <category term="the end of the world"/>
    <content type="html">so, this is what's going on with me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, about 3 weeks ago, I had two beautiful girlfriends(Gen, and Sarah) who loved eachother as much as they loved me. I was in bliss. every day, felt like I was on top of the world. when I went to sleep I had a girl on each arm. had wild crazy orgy-like sex constantly. Nothing could be better. this lovely relationship probably lasted for about 3 weeks like this. by the end of this three weeks things started going awry. Gen was having serious emotional problems, and it got to a point that I could not fully help her all the time, and it became a continuous pattern that happened almost every day. After it had gotten to a point where I felt like I could no longer do anything to make her feel better, and really had no Idea of what else to do, I broke up with her. I called her parents to come pick her up, because I knew she was gonna freak out. and, she freaked out some kinds of serous, and the cops were called to the apartment. this, however was a good thing, because the cops calmed her down, where i could not. her parents showed up and took her home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day as we were getting stuff out of the apartment, we found out that we had ben evicted from the apartment. this also was a good thing, because it meant that we didn't have to pay the rest of the lease. Huge relief. the problem with that was that it also meant that Sarah and I could not stay at her dads apartment as we'd planned, since it was in the same aparmet complex as ours, and the land lady is a psycho bitch. ( I could write a whole entry just about this psycho bith landlady) so, out of some sort of last resort we called a girl who I'd done a tatoo for and asked if we could stay the night at her house in exchange for the touchup that I owed her anyways on her tatoo. &lt;br /&gt;When we got there we found out that she was desperate for some sort of room mate or atleas someone that could give her a little bit of money since she was maintaining an 800 dollar a month apartment by her self. we agreed that we'd stay there for a little while for a daily 5 dollars for every day we were there. this made since, because we didn't know how long we'd have to stay, and we were planning on embarking on a road trip in the verry near future. &lt;br /&gt;well, I busted my ass through another 2 weeks of work, just for that next pay check which I will be recieving today. however last night, sara told me she wasn't so sure about this trip, and furthermore needed time to think to herself. in short, she broke up with me. so, in 2 weeks, I went from 2 girlfriends top of the world to 0 girlfriends, and nothing to my name but this paycheck that I've ben working my ass off for all this time, and a hand full of my nearly worthless crap. I don't have a car. I don't have an apartment, and I don't have any close friends here in jackson anymore except for the two girls. I have a weird stigma with Gen now, and well I'm on plenty good terms with sara, but things are a bit weird there too. Now Gen's hooking back up with all of her old friends and hanging out all the time, and sara's just hooked back up with all her old friends and is hanging out all the time. &lt;br /&gt;so, where are all my old friends... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know anymore. and what's worse, I think I may have missplaced steven's number again. I just had it a week ago. I'm positive. I don't even know where my phone is right at this moment. Doesn't really matter though, because I have no minutes. &lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck. I'm fucked, and i've got nearly no options. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really sucks to be me right now.</content>
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    <title>The Rainbow Gathering</title>
    <published>2006-06-24T21:14:37Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-24T21:14:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so, ya know how I like to travel and whatnot. right? well, I'm off again. and how do I typically start a whirl wind adventure, well, by cutting out early and going to the rainbow gathering.We're gonna leave on monday or tueseday. it's gonna be me and sarra, and we're snatching up our friend scott and bringing him with us. He'll probably be bussing back, but not us, oh no. we're in it for the long haul. we're gonna see bulder after that, and pretty much figure it out as we go along after that point. We're going to be traveling around.  if anyone wants to come out of the woodworks, and offer up a place to crash for a day or two ofcorse we're allways greatfull. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is short and I've left some things out.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update more fully later.</content>
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