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  <title>he's thrown a kettle over a pub - what've you done?</title>
  <subtitle>jayney</subtitle>
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    <name>jayney</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_sugarbomb:6190</id>
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    <title>just checking something out</title>
    <published>2004-09-21T00:09:13Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-21T00:09:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so if you're in the mood to see a girl being ripped to shreds by the reactionary fucks she thought were her friends, go to the lj of one aleskya and read the frankly appalling response to her admission that she was a republican. i came across it tonight, journal flicking to ease my boredom and tbh i was disgusted at what i saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first model of intolerance is some bloke called john, wearing a beautiful mix of bigotry and self pity. SEE how he manages to stand under the weight of that enormous chip on his shoulder. MARVEL at his belief that the only election issue in the world is that of gay rights. and finally, POINT AND LAUGH hysterically as his complete inability to distinguish a person from their political leanings. i know that i have raised the stupidity bar several times myself (often all on the same day) and yet even i have trouble comprehending the incredible shortsightedness he displays as he whines like a little bitch about his civil liberties and freedom of expression and then crucifies someone for indulging in hers. doubtless if he were to read this he would assume that i am in some way commenting on his sexuality, whatever. i'm not but if thats what people would like to believe. nice little caveat that, means you never have to lose a debate again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john is closely followed by the woman responsible for the most excruciating 2 hours of my life, albiet indirectly, when i had the misfortune to read her excreciable harry potter fanfic 'the draco trilogy', which i personally like to call 'piece of shit' or 'the waiting for my brain to stop bleeding trilogy'. i think that in reading her comments i've finally found the one thing more shaky than her grasp of plot development. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, both of these terrifying vacuums of human thought pale in comparison when placed next to a woman named 'msscribe'. after immediately showing what a kind and tolerant person she is by stating her intention to remove the poor republican girl from her friends list forthwith, she then goes on to engage in the most hillariously undignified thing i have ever seen in my life. she and writergirl (and i use the term 'writer' loosely) practically mud wrestle to see who can be the most tolerant of john's sexuality. comments appear such as 'well i guess alyeska doesnt care much for the gay community' and 'well i think all people who arent gay should be KILLED. yeah, thats right KILLED. am i left wing enough now?'. i'm paraphrasing of course. killing straight people is an independant thought and i have trouble believing that either of these vacous losers is capable of that. if you have a spare five minutes (allow an extra five for helpless laughter) then i suggest you go check out their desperate scramble to prove how 'ok' they are with everything. it really is fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i hate george bush. i think that The War Against Terror (aka TWAT) was the biggest fraud since milli vanilli and his policy on civil liberties and gay rights is about as forward as drilling holes in people's heads to 'let out the demons' (which i imagine could well feature on his manifesto if he keeps losing in the polls). i am not a homophobe and i am not a republican. however, i find it funny (and thats funny sad not funny ha ha- oh alright it's kinda both) that those who claim to be the good guys, those who claim to represent the party of civil liberties and freedom of choice and expression should be so fundamentally intolerant when it comes to others deciding to take advantage of said liberties. to be honest, it makes me almost ashamed to be a lefty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are very close to true stupidity here.</content>
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    <title>query this</title>
    <published>2004-09-12T00:12:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-12T00:12:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">how come only one of the sugababes is actually fit and would you say that, with this knowledge, the name 'sugababes' could qualify as false advertising?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it worth sacrificing your morals in order to preserve your sanity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls aloud? why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how did hugh grant shag a call girl and get away with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did fred durst sleep with britney spears?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the meaning of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;has anyone but hinkypunka actually finished an umberto eco novel?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:miss_sugarbomb:5166</id>
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    <title>musings</title>
    <published>2004-09-10T22:50:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-10T22:50:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i know who reads my lj so i know that you guys will understand when i say that one week can make you unsure of everything. things have happened this week that, even at 22, i feel too young for. people i know have coped with things that i couldnt imagine dealing with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is feeling ill again. for those who don't know, he had heart surgery 5 years ago. my sister rang me a few weeks ago and said he was in hospital so i went home. he was very depressed and also scared shitless, although he'd never admit it. he kept making I'll Be Gone Soon jokes that no-one laughed at. it turned out to be a virus but he still doesnt feel great. my parents do so much for me. they're paying for my masters. its a creative writing MA. fun, yeah but it wont get me anywhere. its just an excuse to slack for another year and it wont pay for their country cottage in the pennines or wherever the hell it was they wanted to retire to. they know this as well, i've told them this. but they're paying for it anyway. so i can have fun. and i only ever ring them when i want something. my mum is 50 and she works so hard that she can't keep awake at 7 in the evening. and i take her money. so what does that say? whether i ignore it or not my dad has a heart condition. he might never know that i meant to buy him the cottage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is clinically depressed and she's in amsterdam. you know the one thing that really interferes with her prozac, really fucks with it? marijuana. and she's in bloody amsterdam. and before you ask, no. she's not going for the rich culture, or the beautiful architecture or the cheap sex. she's been ringing me a lot more recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends this week have had crap heaped on them that no-one should have to deal with. my family are coping with things that i want so much to be able to take away but i can't. and i truly don't know what to think anymore except that i'm kind of frightened and very, very tired.</content>
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    <title>oh god</title>
    <published>2004-09-05T23:47:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-05T23:47:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck. fuck. fuck.</content>
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    <title>miss_sugarbomb @ 2004-09-05T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T23:32:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T23:32:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">god im so bored. where is everyone? meh. lonely. pathetic. feel for me.</content>
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    <title>wibble</title>
    <published>2004-09-04T15:47:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-04T15:47:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">god, just did battle with the biggest big bully wasp i have ever seen. sprayed it with fly killer and it just ZOOMED towards me so i screamed, dropped the can and ran out of the room whimpering. and now its just somewhere in the room, i cant see it. mer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, this morning i spilled tea in my favourite shoes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.</content>
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    <title>damn...</title>
    <published>2004-09-03T23:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-03T23:03:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">suffering the very worst monthly side effect ever. and we all know what that is. only made worse by the drink, lol. grr.</content>
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    <title>hmmmm</title>
    <published>2004-09-02T14:38:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-02T14:38:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=10751" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#000000" bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="083360"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=10751" target="_new" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #ffffff; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;" color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;b&gt;let's see:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;your name &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="in0" size="32" maxlength="64" value="Jayney"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;do you smoke? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;select name="in1" size="1"&gt;&lt;option value="Yes" selected="selected"&gt;Yes&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="No"&gt;No&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Occasionally"&gt;Occasionally&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;do you drink? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;select name="in2" size="1"&gt;&lt;option value="Yes" selected="selected"&gt;Yes&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="No"&gt;No&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Occasionally"&gt;Occasionally&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;stronger drugs? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;select name="in3" size="1"&gt;&lt;option value="Yes"&gt;Yes&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="No" selected="selected"&gt;No&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="Occasionally"&gt;Occasionally&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;your favourite activity &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="in4" size="32" maxlength="64" value="reading in the park"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you are&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fed up of life and humanity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you wish you were&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quieter&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;you hope&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You find somebody brilliant who understands you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;people think you are&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Always thinking of the same&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;intelligent people though, think you are&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trashy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;but, really, you're just&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D8F3F3"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A wild horse&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#083360"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Try Your Answers!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" style="color : #000000; font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/" style="color : #000000;"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000;" color="black"&gt;quiz&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.kwiz.biz/userprofile.php?userid=18212"&gt;&lt;font style="color : #000000;" color="#000000"&gt;apistrakus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - Taken 37452 Times.&lt;img src="http://images.kwiz.biz/kwizcount.gif" width="1" height="1" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;font style="font-family : Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9pt;"&gt;New - Kwiz.Biz &lt;a href="http://astrology.kwiz.biz" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;Astrology&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not ENTIRELY sure what to make of this...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>is it wrong...</title>
    <published>2004-09-01T21:39:20Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-01T21:39:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...to fancy Ricky Gervais?</content>
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    <title>what is it with people...</title>
    <published>2004-08-31T21:15:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-31T21:15:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...who hate baths? i don't understand it. okay so it is essentially wallowing around in your own filth, masked with synthetic fragrances but SO??? its sooo relaxing and you can light candles and read magazines and get rid of back pain etc. where's the bad???? and anyway you can have a quick blast under the shower if you're THAT bothered about the dirt. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaks. soaking in the tub is great and yet bath haters are growing, multiplying and surrounding me like a NEST OF PIGS! huh.</content>
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    <title>woooooo</title>
    <published>2004-08-29T13:28:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-29T13:28:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i can fit into my old jeans! i can do the buttons up and everything! wow. i havent even been on a diet, i've just cut out snacking and look! yay me!</content>
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    <title>miss_sugarbomb @ 2004-08-28T23:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-28T22:44:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-28T22:44:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">League of Gentlemen Xmas Special at 25. Are voters getting cooler?</content>
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    <title>miss_sugarbomb @ 2004-08-28T23:36:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-28T22:42:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-28T22:42:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">BUFFY 'HUHSH' AT NUMBER 26!!!!! oh YEAH!</content>
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    <title>oh my gentle jesus...</title>
    <published>2004-08-28T21:22:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-28T21:22:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">... i'm watching the 100 most scary moments on channel 4. most of em are just funny but they showed theatre of blood, which is truly terrifying. this actor goes after all the critics who panned his shows and kills them in the manner of shakespeare. lets just say you dont wanna see the titus andronicus one. ick.</content>
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    <title>well i have to say...</title>
    <published>2004-08-27T21:23:50Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-27T21:23:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">.. today achieved new levels of sucking. i left my old job (working in a fish and chip shop) because i was growing increasingly sick of having to pander to morons. Now i sell lottery tickets. Are we noticing a pattern here? So today i spent half an hour explaining to an old lady, for whom personal hygiene was evidently just a wacky eccentricity, why she had not won the 9m jackpot simply because she 'had a feeling' that she had. Honestly, i nearly wept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on the plus side my dole came through today. So at least i won't starve anymore. Much. Just went to the Spar and bought 17 pounds worth of healthy, green stuff which will undoubtedly be left to rot, silently reproaching me everytime i walk into the kitchen to cook a pizza. I could eat it but we all know i won't. I also bought cigarettes. I loathe myself. I have all the willpower of Bill Clinton at a cheerleaders convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can, at least, feel slightly proud of myself for managing to install broadband ALL BY MYSELF! Well... kind of, anyway. They gave me a cd to install but my computer wouldn't let me do it so it rang ntl technical support and had a faintly comic conversation with the amusingly patronising bloke on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: This is unfamiliar. I am scared and confused. Assist me. &lt;br /&gt;Him: Okay, well firstly you'll have to access the C.Htm.KL flange folder. Can you find the DMS Run menu?&lt;br /&gt;Me: (sweating slightly) Is that the group of number in the corner of the screen?  &lt;br /&gt;Him: (loud sigh) That's the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thus passed the afternoon.</content>
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    <title>nostalgia</title>
    <published>2004-08-26T20:25:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-26T20:25:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What's on your bedside table? : i don't have a bedside table, i have a very wide windowsill with a pink satin box for my bills and stuff, a purple mirror and a biography of nell gwyn on it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the geekiest part of your music collection? : god, i don't know. what constitutes geeky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you eat when you raid the fridge late at night? : well, nothing in the fridge is mine as i'm broke right now. today i have eaten a brown bread roll nicked off my flatmate. that's about it. pity me. sob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your secret guaranteed weeping movie? : the shawshank redemption usually gets me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a completely irrational fear? : the woman out of t'pau. i'm not jesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the little physical habit that gives away your insecure moment? : i wiggle my toes when i panic. i have to move around a lot. the frantic lighting of cigarettes kinda gives the game away too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever have to beg? : yeah. fuck dignity, money is above all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a pyromaniac? : no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have too many love interests? : Ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know anyone famous? : An ex of mine ( who still insists that i 'deflowered' him) is apparently getting there. Apart from that.. no. Oh, but my dad is best mates with joe elliot out of def leppard. oooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe your bed. : double, no sheets at present, single duvet (no money to make it pretty). up by the window so the (whie satin) curtains fall down around it making it look like a canopy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spontaneous or plan? i try to plan. so, spontaneous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who should play you in a movie about your life? damn you cath! her name is jeneanne garofalo and she has been my stock answer to this question since i was 14! ok, um... apart from her? christina ricci all plumped up? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how to play poker?  oh good god no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you carry with you at all times?  wallet, mascara, bodyspray. normally fags, but i'm trying to quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you drive? Don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you miss most about being little? not thinking about money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with your given name? meh. it's  very blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much money would it take to get you to give up the Internet for one year?  pay off my debts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color is your bedroom? the girl before me did it. blue. and she's pained fish and mermaids and stuff on the wall. i actually kinda like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last song you were listening to? good vibrations was just on mtv. so that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in a play? Yeah. i was a decietful nobleman in the duchess of malfi and i so can tbe arsed to think of the rest . there have been more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are your best friends? jo, fliss, cath, fran, ross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you talk a lot? too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like yourself and believe in yourself? on occasion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done any illegal drugs? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you're cute? yeah, sometimes. cute as in aww, not as in beauty &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do poor, homeless, or starving people sometimes annoy you? not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself to be a nice person? i hope so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you spend more time with your girlfriend, boyfriend, or your friends? friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your ideal marriage location? the british library. again, i am serious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which musical instrument do you wish you could play? I can play violin, i wish i'd mastered the recorder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite fabric? cordoroy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of bedding do you use? at present, none. can't afford it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of soap do you use? Lush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the one language you want to learn? Russian &amp;lt;--- me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you order at a bar? house red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever pierced your body parts? Ears, lip.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Do you have tattoos? no &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever admit to having done plastic surgery of any kind if confronted? yeah, of course&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one of the "funniest" things you've ever done?  i honestly couldnt say. i once got into a driving instructors car and stared in confusion at the dials, noticing that one in particular freaked me out. It had two hands which moved incredibly slowly. i stared for over 2 minutes straining my mind desperately to work out what on earth it did, what function in the car it could possibly perform. then i realised it was a clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you drive stick? i drive nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one trait you hate in a person? the inability to remember names, places, stories that do not directly relate to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of watch(es) do you wear? i dont wear a watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most frivolous purchase? i'm not big on frivolity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you consider yourself materialistic? yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you cook the best? vegetable stir fry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite writing instrument? uhm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer to stand out or blend in? i don;t really mind either way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever go out dressed like the opposite sex? well, i look bad with short hair. so no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one car you will never buy? i dont care about cars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done drugs? Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of books do you like to read? most things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you won the lottery, what would you do first? pay off my debts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burial or cremation? burial at sea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many online journals do you read regularly? about three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's one thing you're a sore loser at? everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like a person, how do you show it? i try not to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you cry in front of friends? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of first impression do you think you give to people? i couldnt say. talking a lot but saying nothing might be a good start.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;What's one thing you like to do alone? things not for the eyes of some journal users.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the worst thing you ever said to someone?  thats my business and theirs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the last time you cried? couple of weeks ago. too much pressure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite communication method? well i kind of like being in the same room as the person i'm tlaking to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing you don't leave home without? key&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the most painful experience you've ever had? losing friends for no real reason. just a loss of interest on their part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you type with your eyes closed? yes. but badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you ski? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you speak in sign language? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you do the butterfly stroke? yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you say the alphabet backwards effortlessly? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a knot in a cherry stem with your tongue? Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you run a mile in under ten minutes? nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you stand the sight of blood? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you read palms or tarot cards? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you admit it when you're wrong? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you ask for help when you need it? Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you tie a necktie? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you successfully pierce someone's ear?No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you play soccer? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you sing? no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you name three kinds of clouds? it's been a long time since year two science&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you make a joke out of anything? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you perform CPR on another human? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what CPR stands for? lol, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you read minds? no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you write better poetry than Shakespeare? not for me to judge. but i doubt it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you speak more than one language? No fluently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know karate? No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you freestyle? never in public&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sweet muscular jesus, i thought that would never end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood:  bored</content>
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    <title>woo</title>
    <published>2004-06-18T15:01:01Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-18T15:01:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok, first things first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.1!!! ohhh yeah. very tired now - stayed up all night waiting for results, jabbering to myself and alternating between crying and laughing hysterically, ie: 'still not clean! stink of failure!'. but it was ok. and now i just feel...drained. 4 years of toil all ended in one single day. it seems so arbitrary somehow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i followed this nerve jangling treat with another delight, a fabulously invasive exam at my cheery local doctor's office. do they FREEZE their hands prior to this???? i ask you. they could at least blow on them first. it was practically torture. anyway everything seems to be in order, so woo me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i'm going home to sleep. yawn.</content>
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    <title>miss_sugarbomb @ 2004-06-13T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T20:42:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T20:42:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what the FUCK was that? 3 fucking minutes to go, i mean jesus!&lt;br /&gt;i'm emigrating.</content>
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    <title>miss_sugarbomb @ 2004-06-13T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T18:20:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ok so it's 12 minutes past seven and i just finished reading The Most Awful Book In The History Of The World Ever TM. Actually it's a very good book but it's about child abuse and nigh on unreadable at times. Feel a little guilty being happy now, feel insensitive like i'm setting up a cake stall next to a shantytown or insisting on watching the boxing in a women's shelter. i'm a bad person i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first england match in thirty minutes, which i intend to watch here, at cath and james', before finally GOING HOME. truly i am a wonderful house guest who anyone would be pleased to have crash on their sofa. but you can have to much of a good thing, lol. no, really. i need to leave them alone before they give in to the urge to cut me.</content>
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    <title>miss_sugarbomb @ 2004-06-13T18:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T17:57:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i love how they got the spelling wrong on 'ingredients'. ho hum.</content>
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    <title>will this work? let us see...</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T17:51:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T17:51:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="4" width="200px"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffcccc" align="center"&gt;&lt;font style="color:black; font-size:18pt;"&gt;How to make a miss_sugarbomb&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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    <title>how the hell do you work this thing?</title>
    <published>2004-06-11T16:42:30Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ok, so.. it's funny you know. you only realise how utterly dull your life is when you actually have to write about it. got up, drank an orange reef, watched high fidelity, walked into uni, questioned the sexuality of three ten year old boys to their faces, returned some library books, did nothing. hmmm. don't you just WISH you were me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone in my house has gone home for a while so i'm on my own. i used to LOVE that. odd. it's just boring now. anyway. going to go get some books out and go home. too hot. need a cigarette.</content>
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