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  <title>... a day in the life ...</title>
  <subtitle>Jessica</subtitle>
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    <title>house party</title>
    <published>2006-11-05T19:26:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i had my first house party last night.  the neighbors hate us and the cops came :-)</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-09-16T17:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-16T21:43:06Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ROGER WATERS lyrics - "Leaving Beirut"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left Beirut Willa and I&lt;br /&gt;He headed East to Baghdad and the rest of it&lt;br /&gt;I set out North&lt;br /&gt;I walked the five or six miles to the last of the street lamps&lt;br /&gt;And hunkered in the curb side dusk&lt;br /&gt;Holding out my thumb&lt;br /&gt;In no great hope at the ramshackle procession of home bound traffic&lt;br /&gt;Success!&lt;br /&gt;An ancient Mercedes 'dolmus '&lt;br /&gt;The ubiquitous, Arab, shared taxi drew up&lt;br /&gt;I turned out my pockets and shrugged at the driver&lt;br /&gt;" J'ai pas de l'argent "&lt;br /&gt;" Venez! " A soft voice from the back seat&lt;br /&gt;The driver lent wearily across and pushed open the back door&lt;br /&gt;I stooped to look inside at the two men there&lt;br /&gt;One besuited, bespectacled, moustached, irritated, distant, late&lt;br /&gt;The other, the one who had spoken,&lt;br /&gt;Frail, fifty five-ish, bald, sallow, in a short sleeved pale blue cotton shirt&lt;br /&gt;With one biro in the breast pocket&lt;br /&gt;A clerk maybe, slightly sunken in the seat&lt;br /&gt;"Venez!" He said again, and smiled&lt;br /&gt;"Mais j'ai pas de l'argent"&lt;br /&gt;"Oui, Oui, d'accord, Venez!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are these the people that we should bomb&lt;br /&gt;Are we so sure they mean us harm&lt;br /&gt;Is this our pleasure, punishment or crime&lt;br /&gt;Is this a mountain that we really want to climb&lt;br /&gt;The road is hard, hard and long&lt;br /&gt;Put down that two by four&lt;br /&gt;This man would never turn you from his door&lt;br /&gt;Oh George! Oh George!&lt;br /&gt;That Texas education must have fucked you up when you were very small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He beckoned with a small arthritic motion of his hand&lt;br /&gt;Fingers together like a child waving goodbye&lt;br /&gt;The driver put my old Hofner guitar in the boot with my rucksack&lt;br /&gt;And off we went&lt;br /&gt;" Vous etes Francais, monsieur? "&lt;br /&gt;" Non, Anglais "&lt;br /&gt;" Ah! Anglais "&lt;br /&gt;" Est-ce que vous parlais Anglais, Monsieur? "&lt;br /&gt;"Non, je regrette"&lt;br /&gt;And so on&lt;br /&gt;In small talk between strangers, his French alien but correct&lt;br /&gt;Mine halting but eager to please&lt;br /&gt;A lift, after all, is a lift&lt;br /&gt;Late moustache left us brusquely&lt;br /&gt;And some miles later the dolmus slowed at a crossroads lit by a single lightbulb&lt;br /&gt;Swung through a U-turn and stopped in a cloud of dust&lt;br /&gt;I opened the door and got out&lt;br /&gt;But my benefactor made no move to follow&lt;br /&gt;The driver dumped my guitar and rucksack at my feet&lt;br /&gt;And waving away my thanks returned to the boot&lt;br /&gt;Only to reappear with a pair of alloy crutches&lt;br /&gt;Which he leaned against the rear wing of the Mercedes.&lt;br /&gt;He reached into the car and lifted my companion out&lt;br /&gt;Only one leg, the second trouser leg neatly pinned beneath a vacant hip&lt;br /&gt;" Monsieur, si vous voulez, ca sera un honneur pour nous&lt;br /&gt;Si vous venez avec moi a la maison pour manger avec ma femme "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was 17 my mother, bless her heart, fulfilled my summer dream&lt;br /&gt;She handed me the keys to the car&lt;br /&gt;We motored down to Paris, fuelled with Dexedrine and booze&lt;br /&gt;Got bust in Antibes by the cops&lt;br /&gt;And fleeced in Naples by the wops&lt;br /&gt;But everyone was kind to us, we were the English dudes&lt;br /&gt;Our dads had helped them win the war&lt;br /&gt;When we all knew what we were fighting for&lt;br /&gt;But now an Englishman abroad is just a US stooge&lt;br /&gt;The bulldog is a poodle snapping round the scoundrel's last refuge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ma femme", thank God! Monopod but not queer&lt;br /&gt;The taxi drove off leaving us in the dim light of the swinging bulb&lt;br /&gt;No building in sight&lt;br /&gt;What the hell&lt;br /&gt;"Merci monsieur"&lt;br /&gt;"Bon, Venez!"&lt;br /&gt;His faced creased in pleasure, he set off in front of me&lt;br /&gt;Swinging his leg between the crutches with agonising care&lt;br /&gt;Up the dusty side road into the darkness&lt;br /&gt;After half an hour we'd gone maybe half a mile&lt;br /&gt;When on the right I made out the low profile of a building&lt;br /&gt;He called out in Arabic to announce our arrival&lt;br /&gt;And after some scuffling inside a lamp was lit&lt;br /&gt;And the changing angle of light in the wide crack under the door&lt;br /&gt;Signalled the approach of someone within&lt;br /&gt;The door creaked open and there, holding a biblical looking oil lamp&lt;br /&gt;Stood a squat, moustached woman, stooped smiling up at us&lt;br /&gt;She stood aside to let us in and as she turned&lt;br /&gt;I saw the reason for her stoop&lt;br /&gt;She carried on her back a shocking hump&lt;br /&gt;I nodded and smiled back at her in greeting, fighting for control&lt;br /&gt;The gentleness between the one-legged man and his monstrous wife&lt;br /&gt;Almost too much for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is gentleness too much for us&lt;br /&gt;Should gentleness be filed along with empathy&lt;br /&gt;We feel for someone else's child&lt;br /&gt;Every time a smart bomb does its sums and gets it wrong&lt;br /&gt;Someone else's child dies and equities in defence rise&lt;br /&gt;America, America, please hear us when we call&lt;br /&gt;You got hip-hop, be-bop, hustle and bustle&lt;br /&gt;You got Atticus Finch&lt;br /&gt;You got Jane Russell&lt;br /&gt;You got freedom of speech&lt;br /&gt;You got great beaches, wildernesses and malls&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the might, the Christian right, fuck it all up&lt;br /&gt;For you and the rest of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They talked excitedly&lt;br /&gt;She went to take his crutches in routine of care&lt;br /&gt;He chiding, gestured&lt;br /&gt;We have a guest&lt;br /&gt;She embarrassed by her faux pas&lt;br /&gt;Took my things and laid them gently in the corner&lt;br /&gt;"Du the?"&lt;br /&gt;We sat on meagre cushions in one corner of the single room&lt;br /&gt;The floor was earth packed hard and by one wall a raised platform&lt;br /&gt;Some six foot by four covered by a simple sheet, the bed&lt;br /&gt;The hunchback busied herself with small copper pots over an open hearth&lt;br /&gt;And brought us tea, hot and sweet&lt;br /&gt;And so to dinner&lt;br /&gt;Flat, unleavened bread, + thin&lt;br /&gt;Cooked in an iron skillet over the open hearth&lt;br /&gt;Then folded and dipped into the soft insides of female sea urchins&lt;br /&gt;My hostess did not eat, I ate her dinner&lt;br /&gt;She would hear of nothing else, I was their guest&lt;br /&gt;And then she retired behind a curtain&lt;br /&gt;And left the men to sit drinking thimbles full of Arak&lt;br /&gt;Carefully poured from a small bottle with a faded label&lt;br /&gt;Soon she reappeared, radiant&lt;br /&gt;Carrying in her arms their pride and joy, their child.&lt;br /&gt;I'd never seen a squint like that&lt;br /&gt;So severe that as one eye looked out the other disappeared behind its nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in my name, Tony, you great war leader you&lt;br /&gt;Terror is still terror, whosoever gets to frame the rules&lt;br /&gt;History's not written by the vanquished or the damned&lt;br /&gt;Now we are Genghis Khan, Lucretia Borghia, Son of Sam&lt;br /&gt;In 1961 they took this child into their home&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what became of them&lt;br /&gt;In the cauldron that was Lebanon&lt;br /&gt;If I could find them now, could I make amends?&lt;br /&gt;How does the story end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so to bed, me that is, not them&lt;br /&gt;Of course they slept on the floor behind a curtain&lt;br /&gt;Whilst I lay awake all night on their earthen bed&lt;br /&gt;Then came the dawn and then their quiet stirrings&lt;br /&gt;Careful not to wake the guest&lt;br /&gt;I yawned in great pretence&lt;br /&gt;And took the proffered bowl of water heated up and washed&lt;br /&gt;And sipped my coffee in its tiny cup&lt;br /&gt;And then with much "merci-ing" and bowing and shaking of hands&lt;br /&gt;We left the woman to her chores&lt;br /&gt;And we men made our way back to the crossroads&lt;br /&gt;The painful slowness of our progress accentuated by the brilliant morning light&lt;br /&gt;The dolmus duly reappeared&lt;br /&gt;My host gave me one crutch and leaning on the other&lt;br /&gt;Shook my hand and smiled&lt;br /&gt;"Merci, monsieur," I said&lt;br /&gt;" De rien "&lt;br /&gt;" And merci a votre femme, elle est tres gentille "&lt;br /&gt;Giving up his other crutch&lt;br /&gt;He allowed himself to be folded into the back seat again&lt;br /&gt;"Bon voyage, monsieur," he said&lt;br /&gt;And half bowed as the taxi headed south towards the city&lt;br /&gt;I turned North, my guitar over my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And the first hot gust of wind&lt;br /&gt;Quickly dried the salt tears from my young cheeks.</content>
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    <title>Now This Is Love ....</title>
    <published>2006-09-10T17:34:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-10T17:34:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Roger Waters, September 9, 2006   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * In the Flesh&lt;br /&gt;    * Mother&lt;br /&gt;    * Set the Controls For the Heart Of the Sun&lt;br /&gt;    * Shine On You Crazy Diamond (1-3)&lt;br /&gt;    * Have A Cigar&lt;br /&gt;    * Wish You Were Here&lt;br /&gt;    * Southhampton Dock&lt;br /&gt;    * The Fletcher Memorial Home&lt;br /&gt;    * Perfect Sense Parts 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;    * Leaving Beirut&lt;br /&gt;    * Sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      (15 minute break)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      DARK SIDE OF THE MOON:&lt;br /&gt;    * Speak To Me&lt;br /&gt;    * Breathe&lt;br /&gt;    * On The Run&lt;br /&gt;    * Time&lt;br /&gt;    * The Great Gig In The Sky&lt;br /&gt;    * Money&lt;br /&gt;    * Us And Them&lt;br /&gt;    * Any Colour You Like&lt;br /&gt;    * Brain Damage&lt;br /&gt;    * Eclipse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Encores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    * The Happiest Days of Our Lives&lt;br /&gt;    * Another Brick In The Wall Pt. 2&lt;br /&gt;    * Vera&lt;br /&gt;    * Bring The Boys Back Home&lt;br /&gt;    * Comfortably Numb</content>
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    <title>Perfect</title>
    <published>2006-09-06T19:38:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-06T19:38:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">" Honey, you were First Runner-Up at the "Miss Hawaiian Tropics" contest. Why are you going to throw that all away?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Going to Harvard is the only way I'm going to get the love of my life back."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, sweetheart, you don't need law school. Law school is for people who are boring and ugly and serious. And you, button, are none of those things."</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-09-01T12:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-01T16:54:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-01T16:54:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today in civ pro my teacher sang "i can't get no jurisdiction" to the tune of "i can't get no satisfaction."  the class was dying laughing.  he even made people get up and help him with chorus.  wonderful.</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-06-19T23:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-20T03:07:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-20T03:07:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday driving into the city, my mother, my brother and myself saw a girl giving a guy road head.  I was staring out the window, as I usually do, while we were driving and all of a sudden I see a girl with curly hair face bobbing up and down in her boy-friend's (??) crotch.  My mouth drops instantly and I go "wow."  The guy saw my reaction and slowed down to get behind us and put himself in the fast lane, which I can only assume is to stop others from seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom instantly wanted to know why I seemed so shocked.  So I told her and my brother.  The guy was still behind is so it became my Moms goal to try and see them.  But they were too far away.  But she did get to notice when "the girl came up for air."  And my Mom then proceeded to mimic the motions the girl made when she came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sure, road head, whichever.  But I don't think that 495 on a busy, traffic filled evening is the best time to go at it.  Not only was he swerving from lane to lane, but if they got in an accident there is a good chance she would bite his penis off (ala "The World According To Garp").  Seriously dude, you should stick to late night, less traffic, small roads.</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-03-08T21:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-09T02:25:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-09T02:50:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ABabs22: ur school sucks ass&lt;br /&gt;J10Crimson: why&lt;br /&gt;J10Crimson: whats up&lt;br /&gt;ABabs22: BU denied my non custodial waiver form...so i'm going to have to do that shit&lt;br /&gt;ABabs22: and they can't even spell&lt;br /&gt;ABabs22: jsut for the record....do i want to go to a school that's ppl can't spell "denied"&lt;br /&gt;ABabs22: ?&lt;br /&gt;J10Crimson: lol&lt;br /&gt;ABabs22: cuz technically my form was "denied" it was "dined"...&lt;br /&gt;J10Crimson: lol&lt;br /&gt;ABabs22: which makes me think they wanna take me out to eat...but hey&lt;br /&gt;J10Crimson: nice nice&lt;br /&gt;ABabs22: whatever&lt;br /&gt;J10Crimson: lol&lt;br /&gt;ABabs22: but seriously...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Aline,&lt;br /&gt;           Your request for a non  custodial profile waiver was dined.&lt;br /&gt;You have minimal contact with your non  custodial parent. You will need&lt;br /&gt;to forward the link from profile to you non  custodial parent to&lt;br /&gt;complete the profile online. If you have further questions ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think "denied" is a pretty important word in this letter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe they should take her out to dinner.  plus, our father doesn't have a computer, doesn't know how to use one, nor will get to one to fill out anything.</content>
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    <title>London Jaunt to Ale</title>
    <published>2006-02-21T15:19:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">My weekend was a good one.  Wednesday night I left work at the normal time and headed off to Logan.  My flight to London left at 7:25 pm.  I sat next to a nice 70 year old man and him and I chatted on and off the whole flight.  Unfortunately, due to his chatter and the fact that I was in a middle seat didn’t let me sleep really.  I probably got total of an hours sleep in bits and pieces.  I arrived at London Heathrow at about 6:30 am local time.  I Tubed it all the way over to the East side where I met Alessandro at his house.  It was WONDERFUL to see him.  He was getting ready for work when I arrived but stopped and him and I spent some time together before he had to be off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for all of one hour before I was up to shower and get ready to meet Zahra.  Her and I went to this little Italian place for lunch, it was really good food.  I just got a small salad tho, but it was very yummy.  After meeting up with her Alessandro and I went to Jamie’s so he could eat lunch.  We just sat and chatted, it reminded me so much of why I missed him and why I am willing to do the whole long distance relationship thing.  We went to Café Nero for coffee before he went back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opted not to go back and get some sleep, but went to the British Museum instead.  I had never been there before but I loved it.  Its not a huge museum so I was able to cover a lot of ground in the two and a half hours I was there.  Walking through all the Egypt stuff was amazing because all I could keep thinking was the fact that I had been to all these places and see all of these things first hand.  I think its strange tho that they have the Rosetta Stone in London and there is only a copy in the Cairo Museum.  What can you do eh?  The museum was pretty impressive and I totally lost track of time and left a little too late.  I was meant to meet Ale at 5 as he was getting out of work early for me, but I showed up 15 or so min late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him and I headed back to his place and just lounged around.  No one was going to be around for a long while so we just spent some time alone together.  His brother and Maria showed up later and the four of us had dinner.  For dessert I decided to make everyone root beer floats – yea they didn’t go over so well.  None of them liked the root beer!!!  Oh well, it was worth a try.  Alessandro and I watched some of Friends before we headed off to bed early and I basically had skipped a whole nights sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ale got up early again for work, and I just lounged around in bed sleeping.  I got up once again to meet Zahra for lunch.  This time we met at Pizza Express, our usual.  I was meant to only be with Z 12-1 and then meet up with a friend from my Middle East trip but she ended up having to stay at work, so then I met up with Ale.  Him and I went out for lunch and just sat around before he was back off to work an hour later.  I decided to take that time and visit the office at Schroders.  It was great to see everyone and we all updated each other on what’s been going on.  I was there for an hour or so then headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I basically just packed my bags and got ready to leave later.  I lounged around a bit and then took a short nap.  I work up to Alessandro ringing the doorbell over and over.  He left work early again to meet me and was at his house by 5.  He packed all of this things and we hoped into his car and off to Dover.  We argued a bit on which road to take, but as he has zero sense of direction I made him go the way that I wanted.  We did get caught in a bit of traffic but it was only for 15 min or so then it was smooth sailing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to Dover about 2 hours later and found our B&amp;B easily.  We were staying at a place right on the Dover Harbor.  Our room was amazing, better then I thought it was going to be.  Because it was the slow season she was able to give us what I am assuming is the best room in the house.  It was gigantic, with a king size four poster bed.  There was a desk in the corner and an old fancy full length mirror.  Two big relaxing chairs, an armoire and even an extra double bed, along with its own bathroom.  Nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner we walked along the ocean and went to a place that I had found before we left.  We sat and listened to a live band while we ate some wonderful seafood.  Had a few bottles of wine and yummy dessert.  When we left we were sufficiently stuff and a bit tipsy and took a long walk back to the B&amp;B.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been feeling a bit sick earlier in the day but during the night it just go so much worse.  About every 15 min I would get a shooting pain through my stomach and hardly slept at all.  In the morning I couldn’t eat the cooked breakfast they offered (it wasn’t good anyway I had it the next day) and him and I went to Boots to get some meds.  We then spent the next half of a day sitting in the room as I was dying in bed.  Eventually it subsided a bit and we headed out to enjoy the cliffs.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went out to St. Margaret’s Bay and saw the cliffs from the ocean line.  Then we had a small lunch at the ocean front restaurant.  I only ate a small sandwich, I was hungry but still sick.  We took a small walk before we jumped into the car and kept searching for more cliffs.  We found another place to look, it was the old dumping place for all the dirt they dug up when creating the Channel Tunnel, they made it into a land reserve planting different things and keeping sheep there.  We took a short walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at the room I sat around and did nothing for a bit longer because I still was sick.  We just watched the Olympics for a few hours.  We ended up going to dinner at a nice little Italian place, but before we had to wait around so we went to a local bar.  I will never stopped being amazed at how most British people dressed.  The people in Dover looked like complete trash.  Cookie cutters of each other.  They all had the same haircut, dressed in skimpy clothes that hardly or didn’t fit them.  It was freezing out and they weren’t even wearing jackets over their t-tops and minis.  I don’t get it.  So we just watched Curling even tho we don’t know the rules of the game and made fun of the people.  The Italian was delicious.  I watched a movie till late while Ale fell asleep within the first 10 min. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday it was pouring out so after breakfast we just got ready to leave Dover.  We stopped at Canterbury along the way and walked around the town.  Saw the cathedral from behind the gates.  And we had tea at a little tea bar and it was very good.  Then we just continued our journey back.  We arrived in London early and had the house to ourselves again.  I set him up on IM and fixed his mp3 player.  For dinner we went to Brick lane and had Indian, mmm.  Then we just passed out tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both woke up early and he started getting ready for work.  We sat around for a bit talking before he took off.  I tried to sleep a bit more but hardly could and just started getting ready to leave instead.  I took off after saying bye to everyone in the house, and made it in more then enough time for my flight (funny things ensued – described later).  Then just flew home.  I had a gabby guy opt to sit next to me.  I tired to convince him that the leg room seat would better but he stayed to keep me company, ugh.  Or I would have just lay down along all the seats!  I watched Walk the Line, slept a little, played games.  It was a generally boring 8 hour flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back at work.  I miss Alessandro.</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-02-13T16:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-13T21:06:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-13T21:09:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its bad that when I look back on my weekends I can hardly remember what happened.  Like, I think that I stayed in on Friday night after I got home from drinks with work people.  Or I am almost positive I stayed in now that I remember what I even did.  But that was ok because it was an early wake up to get to Zaftigs and meet Rose and Ab.  Breakfast was nice.  I keep telling myself that I will get something different next time I go there, I will have the chance again in a few weeks so maybe I will do it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat afternoon I went to Karen for the first time in over a year.  OUCH!!!  Wow, I hoped it wouldn’t hurt as bad as it did, but I guess that’s what happens when you can’t go for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ventured home shortly after that.  My mom picked me up at the train station, with all my dirty laundry in hand.  We just went home and hung around basically, we were waiting for Aline to get out of work so that she could join us for dinner.  We went to Chili’s because it always smells so good when you are nearby.  After scouring the menu for a long while, we all ended up picking the same thing without meaning to.  Which is surprising because my lil sister doesn’t like anything.  Mom and I got nachos for an appetizer and she wouldn’t eat it because she hates nacho chips, who hates nacho chips?  Anyway, the food was great and we had a good time.  I love hanging out with those two, its nothing but laughs and good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of the evening we just sat around watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I slept in for the first time in a long time.  It felt great.  I didn’t get out of bed till 11.  Aline even made me waffles!  And then we just hung around the house the whole day while it snowed.  I did my laundry and we watched tv.  That was really all we did.  And I had grilled cheese and tomato soup for dinner, mm mmmm good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged my ass back into Boston on the 9pm train.  That was a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommates woke me up early today.  Its because she turns on the water and the noise goes straight into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also currently bored silly at work.  I did one whole whopping edit job today.  I wish I had more to make the time go by faster.  So instead I am making a list of things that I need to bring on my pending vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In three days I will see Alessandro, after two months.  Needless to say, I am VERY excited and VERY ready to see him.  London here I come!</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-02-07T11:11:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-07T16:11:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, I think yesterday went ok.  I arrived early at Pace and then I just saw the campus (ummm, buildings in a city – so not too much of one, not that I am not used to that) and then I scurried back to the car and put my suit on.  I met with the Director of Admissions.  She was really nice and it was as comfortable as this kind of interview, or any interview can be.  She asked me questions like – why did I decide to come for the interview and make the extra effort – where do I want to be in 10 years – what is my idea of the perfect lawyer – why do I want to be a lawyer – what makes me a diverse person to be wanted there – etc.  Yea, so I think it went ok.  I actually really like it there and reading up on all their programs and stuff just made me so excited = dork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then that the weekend was fine.  Friday night was low key and I didn’t do anything but work late then sit around.  I was promptly woken up by one of my screaming roommates around 2 and they kept it up till about 3:30 when I could finally go to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to the gym and after my uncle just happened to be on Newbury so I met up with him at Brooks Brothers and helped him pick out the Christmas gifts for everyone.  He got me this beautiful pale yellow sweater and a navy blue blazer.  They are both wonderful, but he spends too much money on us.  We are just his nieces and nephews, not his kids.  He also got me these beautiful dangly earrings that sparkle when the light hits them, they are Scopolite I think.  Him and I spent the whole day together and just went back to his place to chill and have tea.  I only took off like 2 hours to shower and change at my place (I smelled horrible from the gym) and then met up with him and my bro and his gf for dinner in the South End.  It was yummy.  The lot of us went back to his place again and we just hung out and chatted till about 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back at my place a little before 12 and got ready for bed because I had to be up early to go home and get Lex and go to a brunch and then off to NYC on Sunday morning.  My roommates wandered in SCREAMING at 2am kept me up till about 3ish again.  Then some song came on the radio that they liked around 4am and they kept me up till 5ish yelling and screaming.  I had to drag my ass out of bed three hours later and I was less then pleased and very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did get home for Jackies brunch.  My friend who has just started living on her own and we all went over for a welcoming brunch, it was nice.  After that, Lex was super late per usual but we were off to NYC by 2pm on Sunday.  Just in time to go watch the SuperBowl with Jess.  And then Monday was the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times.</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-02-01T13:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-01T18:04:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I saw my stalker today.  Well, old stalker.  The guy that used to be the security guy at Myles Standish my junior year.  And when I went away to London he started mailing me to the school address there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of him was that he was a super jerk my whole sophomore year at Myles and I was not a huge fan of him at all.  So, to basically attempt to get back or make things better, I don’t remember, I started saying “hi, how are you.”  We would exchange words when I was waiting for someone to arrive so I could sign them in, but nothing too much.  At the end of the semester he was like – see you next year, and I told him no, I would be going to London for the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I arrive in London I had a letter waiting for me there from him.  And throughout the semester I had various postcards from around the US mailed to me.  That means he had the BU London address on him everywhere he went.  It got really freaky.  But I obviously didn’t respond and have never seen him since, or if I did on campus I made sure he didn’t see me.  They were never freaky letters in content, like he didn’t say scary things, but just the whole concept was crazy.  And the first letter he sent was actually a card that he made himself because apparently he made cards on the side, who knows.  Still super scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was on the T this morning and we made complete eye contact.  And it was a lingering one too because I was trying to figure out how I knew the dude.  You know, you remember the face and you are trying to figure out where you met the person, how long ago etc.  I remembered and turned very quickly with my back to him but I could see him in the window reflection.  I am going to say he didn’t know who I was, and if he did he wasn’t 100% sure.  I could see him keep glancing my way but I made sure not to look that way and keep my head down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don’t see him again.</content>
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    <title>CPR</title>
    <published>2006-01-31T18:57:51Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I am getting CPR certified today!  And I am excited about it!</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-01-30T13:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-30T18:28:07Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It was a low key weekend.  Friday after work I met up with Rose and we did a bit of shopping.  Some new fun things at condom world, oh the joys!!!  Then we just went home and got ready to go out.  By 9:30 Rose and Andrew came by to pick me up and we headed off to Government Center.  We thought that it was going to be a low key night in some local bar, but Cal was being a pain and wouldn’t budge I guess.  But it was a nice time anyway.  And Cal ended up by even leaving early.  I got some qt time talking to Andrew both about his darling Rose, he gushed (still haven’t told you Rose!) and the interesting clientele at the Bell in Hand.  The bar closed at 1, I am so not used to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I did whole lots of nothing.  My big day excursions were walking to the T to get quarters (they have a quarter machine to get on the T) for my laundry I hadn’t done in two weeks and then going to Stop and Shop with Meghan and waiting 40 min for our cab to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But later that night I went to a Chinese New Year party with Anthony.  It was actually good fun.  I was worried that I wouldn’t know anyone – save for Ant, but there was someone I recognized and when I asked him where I knew him from he literally screamed, so all eyes ere on him, “you dated Trevor Nugent!”  Yep, he was on the baseball team, no wonder he is so loud.  But him and I chatted a bit so that was cool.  All of us ended up playing karaoke on ps2.  It was so much fun, we all just sat around singing to goofy ass songs.  Ant and I were only planning on staying for roughly and hour to catch the T back but before we knew it, it was 2am, time went by super fast.  Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I was a total waste of space and did nothing but lie around and watch tv.  Lex was meant to come into the city but it was freezing rain so she took a “rain check” she said, what a dork.  But anyway, she is coming into night and taking me to P.F. Changs!!!  Should be fun.  And Anthony is going to a concert tonight so he is recording 24 so we can watch it later this week!  It’s the small things in life that counts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.  I will be in London in about two and a half weeks.  Alessandro bought me the ticket last week and the e-ticket came through the other day – woo hoooo!!  Its been a long two months since I have seen him.  And we have a very awesome tentative plan set up, soon to become permanent!  It goes as follows, I arrive on Thursday morning early so I will just be able to see him quickly.  Thursday and Friday he will have to work so I will meet him during his lunch breaks.  I will also get to meet Zahra during the day and see some old friends and possibly a girl from my Middle East trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday after work we will drive out to Dover which is only a hour and a half away, and spend Fri and Sat night.  Saturday day we will spend it looking out at the Cliffs of Dover and enjoying the beautiful, but very cold for this season, countryside and the beautiful jagged white cliffs.  Sat night we are going to make reservations at this dinner place that has a jazz band.   And stay Sat night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we are going to wake up super early and hop on a ferry then spend the day in France.  We are going to have his car so we will just hop on the ferry and travel across finding a nice place in France to spend the day.  Take the ferry back later that night and drive back into London.  Monday I leave!  A short but jammed pack reunion.  Cant wait to see him!</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-01-25T15:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-25T20:37:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I have finally started to write the long version of my trip to the Middle East.  I am only two days out of 23 into it and I have about five pages.  This is going to be a long one.  Even just thinking about it makes me so excited and I wish I was experiencing it all again.  Amazing is the only word for that trip – amazing.</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-01-24T12:01:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-24T17:01:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, this past week has been a fairly regular one.  I have now added the new 24 to my short list of shows that I like to watch.  The only other one on that list is Lost.  I got all caught up while I was in Dublin because they are behind on it all, so I could update in preparation for this new series.  I missed the first few but kept abreast online and have been with it since.  So yea, something to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I went to see Dangerous Liaisons at the Huntington Theatre – it was wonderful!!  I didn’t even realize that I knew exactly what the play was about because it is what Cruel Intentions is based on.  That movie followed pretty close to its 1800 French predecessor.  The play was lively, fun, and shocking at some parts but just plain GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anthony had gotten the tickets for us and beforehand we met up and went to Applebee’s.  Unos next door was completely packed by 6pm – wow early.  Afterward, we met up with my roommates Meghan and Becky.  They were with a few of their guy friends who escaped quickly.  We were at the Golden Temple in Brighton.  Wow, very interesting place.  There were crazy people on the dance floor and we joined them, it was an ok evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the new Charlie and the Chocolate Factory on Saturday night.  One word for that movie – HORRIBLE.  Wow, I actually really really didn’t like it at all and generally I am a Depp fan.  Not in this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokeback Mountain was my Sunday delight.  The roommates and I went to the Coolidge Corner Theater to watch it.  I must say, it follows quite closely to the book.  There were a few lines that were left out that I think would have been very appropriately placed had they kept them in.  And the biggest part in the ending wasn’t what I recalled from the book either.  All in all, I liked it, it made me cry.  But I think Jake was a bit to fem for my taste, and how bout them running around naked – not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Save for that it is life as usual, for the most part.  Working 9-5 – the joys.  The job is still going well.  These next few weeks I am working in the Marketing Department and get to do research.  It’s a change of pace and I like it.  Wish there hadn’t been so many holidays as my check has been very minimal since I have started and I need to pay my rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news I am going to be seeing Alessandro in the somewhat near future.  He is buying me a ticket to fly over.  I will be there for a long weekend and he is taking me to the Cliffs of Dover for the weekend as well because there are currently a ton of people living at his place, well one more then usual but I guess it is enough to throw off the balance.  AND I got his Christmas gift!!  It arrived last week and my mom brought it in for me on Saturday!  He got me a Canon Digital PowerShot!!!!!  This is after he tried to get me all toned down saying that I beat him in the present giving this year.  I don’t know what he is talking about!!!  He got me a frickin nice digital!  So yea, I was surprised and happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have set up an interview at Pace Law School.  Should be interesting.  I figure, at least in person I have a chance to sound better then I do on paper, because I don’t sound good on paper.  So that is one up.  Pity the interview is the day after the Super Bowl, so I wont be going to any parties that I am invited to here in Boston.  I will be in good ol NYC.  But good nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea – my life isn’t too interesting!</content>
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    <title>because its too good to miss ...</title>
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    <content type="html">J10Crimson: next time i see my bf .... &lt;a href="http://www.trojancondoms.com/vibratingring/index.asp"&gt;http://www.trojancondoms.com/vibratingring/index.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;romoco13: i dont even need to click that&lt;br /&gt;romoco13: i know what it is and i want one</content>
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    <title>Would you tell a white lie to keep your brother from sleeping with a prostitue? (not mine by the way</title>
    <published>2006-01-18T15:30:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, this is my fourth day on the job.  I have almost beat out the number of hours that I worked at my last “job.”  Seriously, I wish I was a permanent person.  This place seems like just such a great place to work.  People have been here for 20, 30 years etc.  People leave for like 12 years and then come back.  I was looking online at all their benefits etc and its pretty great.  This is a place I could only dream of working someday.  Or at least that is what I think so far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was laid back.  I stayed in and didn’t do much on Friday.  But on Saturday morning I was up and getting ready to go back home.  I forgot my phone charger and some other things that I needed.  But most def my charger, that is my only link to the outside world!  As it was by the time I got home on Sat morning my phone was already dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did shopping with my mom and got essentials, like food.  And then her and I just sat in all day watching movies, Sliding Door, Love Actually and then when Aline came home Red Eye.  So it was a nice day.  Lex came over late and we headed back into Boston.  We just sat around watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was absolutely freezing in Boston and venturing out was a gigantic task.  So most of the day we spend inside being warm and watching tv.  I found a good Indian place in Boston, which makes me happy.  That is where Lex and I went for dinner.  Then we drove to Mikes for pasties!  Such exciting lives we lead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we picked up Rose and the three of us went out.  I suppose since it was a Sunday before a holiday I was hoping for some people to be out and about.  But I guess that math was wrong, probably because of the freezing temps.  But we made it to Dillions on Boylston street, found a table and got comfy.  There weren’t too many people in the bar to start with but it started picking up after 12.  No too long after we arrived we were getting shots from a group of guys.  One of them came up to us and handed us some mixture.  We were a bit uncertain on taking them, ruffies and all, but in the end we determined they were safe.  Then of course we were stuck with the dudes for a while.  Fun.  They weren’t terribly interesting and eventually they gave up.  A bit later some dude comes up to us screaming asking us “would you tell a white lie if your brother was going to go and sleep with a prostitute, and telling that lie would make him stop?”  So that was a convo we got into for a while, quite funny, they weren’t hitting on us so it was quite amusing.  We were even likened to the Powerpuff girls, although I don’t know enough about them to either be happy about it or insulted.  I think I was Buttercup, Lex was Bubbles and Rose was Blossom.  After these two dudes left the guy next to us leans over screaming “I just thought I would interrupt you because you haven’t been interrupted enough times tonight!”  HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good night.  I got to hang out with those two and we were amused by others in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my weekend was less eventful.  I read a book from cover to cover Monday and also rearranged my room and I think I am satisfied with it.  I need to find my pictures of my friends because all I have are ones of Ale, which is fine, but it looks a bit obsessive and I want my friends up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am working.  The joys!</content>
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    <title>Back in the Saddle</title>
    <published>2006-01-13T21:21:54Z</published>
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    <content type="html">In Boston – finally.  And it feels good.  Not that I don’t love being home, I do.  I just hate the fact that my freedom is taken away when I am there.  Not because my Mom makes me stay home, but the simple fact that I live in a boring town, not many friends are around, and I have no car.  I literally just sat around doing nothing most days.  I didn’t have a job, or anywhere to go so what could I do?  I have read about 7 books in two weeks, that’s about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So – I have a job.  I am having a hard time getting all enthusiastic about this one because I did about the last one and it was stripped from me after a whopping 26.25 hours.  But this one is promising.  I had an interview on Tuesday morning with one of the HR ladies who was really nice.  The interview went well and I was laid back so it was a lot easier.  Plus, I have had so many interviews that they are starting not to bother me as much.  Sure I think I am always going to screw up, but what can you do right?  And then I heard a mere hour or so later that I was hired.  In this position I am a floating secretary, so I am doing a lot of what I did when I was in Dublin which is nice.  I am comfortable doing it and it offers some perks, more flexible and if you don’t like who you are working for chances are you wont be there too long.  And they are looking for someone that will be here for a long while; they are thinking Augustish – so for me that means right in time for me to (god willing) go to school.  So I am the newest member of the team at Sullivan &amp; Worcester LLP – yay!  And it is conveniently located in downtown.  So all is well so far in that department.  I have had two days so far, and if these two days are anything like my time here is going to be like – I will like it just fine.  I wish I wasn’t through an agency though, I get screwed over this way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am now all moved in.  I am the newest resident to Brookline.  I am living with two girls, both 22, Becky and Meghan.  Both seem nice and normal – always a plus.  The location is great.  I don’t live all the way out in EastBum Davis, so I will actually see my friends.  I like this.  And with everything included for not too much a month I don’t mind living in the converted dinning room.  Sure I am missing a door, but I have my dresser in the way and a tapestry covering the rest of the area from the other side.  We have a nice big living room, internet, cable, a cute little kitchen.  My room isn’t huge but its not a closet either, I fit comfortably.  And its this weird kinda bad but I don’t mind yellowy orange color.  Anyway, for now I am happy.  I spent an hour or two last night sitting around with the roommates giving craigslist horror stories.  If my first impression is correct (and that’s about half and half in my world) we will get along well and if not – I’ll leave!  Its month by month so I don’t have to worry.  But I think its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, that’s about all that is going on in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside from moving from home is I don’t have a good computer.  This will seriously cut down my Ale time.  We were just getting good at the whole Skype talking thing!  I am going to have to get him set up on IM or MSN or something else; he may already know MSN but still.  And I don’t have a landline to call from.  Sooooo, it will be harder until I get a new computer.  Oh I miss him!  But he finally got my Christmas present!  I got him Seasons 1-10 of Friends.  He says he loves it, so that is good.  He seriously thinks that show is the best ever.  Yea, I like it and I do think its funny but he thinks it is hysterical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for a computer.  I really want to get a Mac.  With all the rave reviews they are getting – it would be nice to have a computer that worked for more than a year.  However, some school’s are not Mac compatible.  And I don’t know if it is worth getting one if I cannot use it at school.  Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is long.  Done!</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-01-05T19:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-06T00:27:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ugh - i just realized that i spelt two things the european way on my applications that i sent already.   and in american english that = wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck me.</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2006-01-03T23:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-04T04:10:32Z</published>
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    <content type="html">after having my applications done (ummm, five of them anyway) its so strange to see them and see that the law schools have requested the information.  it makes me even more nervous because now they can reject me.  before i was safe because they didn't know that i existed.</content>
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    <title>Say Goodbye to 2005</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T16:29:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T16:29:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A look back at 2005... 40 questions about 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Was 2005 a good year for you?&lt;br /&gt; Yes, it was a good year.  Learned a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was your favorite moment of the year?&lt;br /&gt; Living my own life and being capable of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) What was your least favorite moment of the year?&lt;br /&gt; Lex leaving the UK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Where were you when 2005 began?&lt;br /&gt; Running around in London, watching the fireworks at the Eye with Cristin and lots of random new friends we made.  Hey, the Tube runs 24hours on New Years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Who were you with?&lt;br /&gt; Cristin Loeffler – and some dude named Asa and Mark I think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Where will you be when 2005 ends?&lt;br /&gt; Don’t know yet – Boston? NYC? Montreal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Who will you be with when 2005 ends?&lt;br /&gt; Probably with Lex and Mick – I am made out of third wheel material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Did you keep your new years resolution of 2005?&lt;br /&gt; I don’t think I made one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Do you have a new years resolution for 2006?&lt;br /&gt; Not yet and I probably wont make one either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Did you fall in love in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) If yes, with who?&lt;br /&gt; Alessandro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) If yes, do they know?&lt;br /&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Are you still in love with them?&lt;br /&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) You regret it?&lt;br /&gt; Nope – he’s wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Did you breakup with anyone in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; That requires being in a full fledged relationship, so I guess not.  (Thinking of the beginning of the year and my Hungarian boy, hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Did you make any new friends in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Tons – Zahra, Yoko, Caron, Roman, Karl, Marianna, Ale, Antonio, Maria, Rhonda … the list continues – those are the ones that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Who are your favorite new friends?&lt;br /&gt; Oh – answered above&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What was your favorite month of 2005? Why?&lt;br /&gt; November – Middle East!  Dreamed about these places since I was little&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Did you travel outside of the US in 2005? If yes, where did you visit?&lt;br /&gt; I wasn’t even IN the US during 2005 – well, London and many other places in England, Wales, Edinburgh and Glasgow, Dublin, Northern Ireland including Belfast, Amsterdam, Berlin, Brussels, Bruges, Krakow, Prague, Vienna, Budapest, (might have missed a few) and all through Syria, Jordan and Egypt – I swam in the Nile for goodness sakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) How many different states did you travel to in 2005?  If yes, which ones?&lt;br /&gt; None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Did you lose anybody close to you in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; No – just those that I was close with once upon a time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Did you miss anybody in the past year?&lt;br /&gt; Besides everyone - no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) What was your favorite movie that you saw in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Cinderella Man – I didn’t see many movies but that one made me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) What was your favorite song from 2005?&lt;br /&gt; I can tell you which one wasn’t – Candy Shop.  I woke up to that song blasting many a morning at 3 or 4 am.  Courtesy of Luci, Zoli, and Joseph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What was your favorite record from 2005?&lt;br /&gt; The Scissor Sisters Debut Album&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) How many concerts did you see in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Mark Knofler, The Braves – I think that is it, so two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Did you have a favorite concert in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Probably Mark Knofler – he was awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) did you drink a lot of alcohol in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Most of the year yes, but I virtually quit about three months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) did you do a lot of drugs in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Me? HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) How many people did you sleep with in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Such personal questions they ask!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Did you do anything you are ashamed of this year?&lt;br /&gt;OH!  I got kicked out of a bar for being too drunk.  Apparently the tell tale sign is putting your head in your hands.  Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) What was the worst lie someone told you in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; I don’t think I told any whoppers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Did you treat somebody badly in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) Did somebody treat you badly in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) How much money did you spend in 2005?&lt;br /&gt; Much more then I made = too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) What was your proudest moment of 2005?&lt;br /&gt;All of it, I got to see and experience so much.  And fell in love to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) What was your most embarrassing moment of 2005&lt;br /&gt; The boy that wouldn’t leave my bed after he got naked and tried to get into Lex’s bed – and yes I slept elsewhere that night.  I am sure something else embarrassing happened too tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) If you could go back in time to any moment of 2005 and change something, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;It’s all meant to happen for a reason right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) What are your plans for 2006?&lt;br /&gt;Work, then start Law school – God willing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Well, I may be the fastest - but I lost it pretty quick ...</title>
    <published>2005-12-30T16:14:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-30T16:14:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, as I have been crowned with the fastest person to get a job.  I just lost it.  Turns out that they aren't going to need me any more - ha, at least it was one week of work.  I completely understand as I have had NOTHING to do since I started working here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today during work I will go to my old working place and say hi and see if they still need someone.  You never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking it with a grain of salt I am.</content>
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    <title>Appropriate I Feel</title>
    <published>2005-12-29T15:51:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-29T15:51:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">December 29, 2005&lt;br /&gt;Today you might find yourself channeling one final, powerful burst of energy into the completion of a long-term goal that means a great deal to you. Your levels of courage and determination are very high, and you have the ability to accomplish unusual achievements at this time, Jess, so if you've been considering projects that others consider impossible, this is the day to take action. Move forward with caution, and go for the gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my horoscope for today.  so i guess that means i need to do what it says and get it done.  so all those are on my todo list for after my last goodbyes tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but does it count if i am one of the ones that consider it impossible?</content>
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    <title>sparklej10 @ 2005-12-28T09:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-28T14:43:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-28T14:43:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, as Abbey started getting the big entries in I figure I will as well.  But I don’t feel like I have anything interesting to say, but here goes …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was nice.  Santa was good to me too.  Everyone seemed to love the gifts I got them which made me really happy.  I had been trying to give them out all week but my mom wouldn’t let me.  She made me wait till Christmas morning.  We went to my grandparents at night and all we did was eat and play cards all night.  I have eaten so much lately.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still really sad about Johnny’s death.  The wake is tomorrow night.  A few days before he died we were talking about his family in general because I was asking how they all were.  And I was saying to my mom that I would really like to see everyone again soon because I haven’t in so long.  I grew up with them and used to baby-sit them when I was younger.  This isn’t the way that I wanted to see the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have started my new job at Hanify &amp; King.  So far so good, I started yesterday.  Right now I am commuting from home.  Eh, the commute is already wrecking my head.  And yesterday the train took two hours and fifteen minutes to get to Boston instead of the usual one hour.  So I was about an hour late for my first day, good way to start.  But seemingly no one noticed and/pr cared.  I suppose that it is much better then the last new job where I was stuck in a whole other country for the first day.  But everyone is nice and friendly, I can’t tell what position anyone is in because everyone is just nice and normal.  Good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have the most amazing view from the office.  We are on the 21st floor at one Beacon Street.  Amazing.   All areas of the building look out over the city.  One side is the State House and the Common, another the Charles, another the financial district, and I believe the other is Tremont street, but the drift is gotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although, I don’t know how long I will be here for.  As I am temping its kinda all fly by night.  I may be here for a week or a month.  My agent person told me that it was going to be around 3-4 months.  But when I talked to HR this morning it seemed like 3 or so weeks.  Oh well I guess, its going to be a steady pay check for now.  Its just going to suck trying to get used to a new place again in a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still looking for an apartment.  That bitch that gave me the run around etc and shady phone call put another ad up on craigslist.  Looks like that chick backed out on her.  Good.  I should have been picked anyway, sure would have made my life a lot easier!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love life, I am missing Ale like crazy.  It’s been really hard.  Really hard.  He is at home so we hardly talk.  We text a few times a day and then we usually talk once on the phone.  But it’s so expensive its only 5-10min each time.  We haven’t had a real conversation since I left.  Hard.  But once he is back in London I am sure things will change.  Skype will be in our life and I will make him use IM or something!  He is going to have to learn to type fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so that is about it.  Boring I know.  My life just seems so boring since I have been back.  It was nice to see everyone but this is a huge adjustment and I am not adjusted yet at all.</content>
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    <title>I have JOB!!!!</title>
    <published>2005-12-22T19:16:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-22T19:16:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am now the newest employee at Hanify &amp; King in downtown Boston!  Pretty excited.  And I start next Tuesday - scary, I just got back!  And I dont have a place to live.  Here is to commuting from my mother's place.  Oh the joy!</content>
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