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  <title>civilized</title>
  <subtitle>savage</subtitle>
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    <name>Laura</name>
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  <updated>2008-08-03T05:36:36Z</updated>
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    <title>speaking words of wisdom</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T05:33:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T05:33:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There is something about thunderstorms that brings me comfort. I’m lying in my bed at dusk staring out of my window at the spectacular lightning show. Even though at times the bright flash and deafening noise jump at me closer than I would like, it’s a refreshing reminder that a powerful force exists that is beyond my comprehension. Some hypothesize that the harsh forces of nature is God’s way of carrying out his anger. At this point in my human experience- my thoughts on that are relatively neutral. What I do know is that I surprisingly feel secure in the fact that I have no control over my own safety or if I will be harmed. It sort of helps me to let it be. Let it pass through me, and if I survive then I am stronger for it. And if I die- it was meant to be, no biggie.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:7644</id>
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    <title>a few of my favorite things</title>
    <published>2008-08-01T03:46:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T05:29:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, this week has been fairly stressful for me. I have been working with a group a girls on a research proposal which we had to present on Wed. I would rather shoot myself in the foot than  conduct a research study. I'm starting to wonder if the man who calls himself father to me is even of blood relation. I am absolutely nothing like him- well I cant say that... I do have a bit of a temper, and I have workaholic tendencies (when I'm not being lazy). Anywho... my dad is a Neurologist/Occupational Med MD/Public Health Officer/Statistician. He does math for fun. My parents were vegan, we didn't have a milkman... where did I come from?? &lt;br /&gt;My mind and body is running on empty. Finals are next week. My ethics class has forced me to do unethical things. My roommates are gone for two weeks. I feel kinda lonely. All the girls at Emory are on the rag. &lt;br /&gt;But then I remember a few of my favorite things... and then I don't feel so sad.... &lt;br /&gt;chocolate chip cookies and strawberry margaritas&lt;br /&gt;enthralled in a book under my comfy sheet(ses)&lt;br /&gt;slacking on facebook and day-hey-dreaming&lt;br /&gt;these are just a few of my favorite things.&lt;br /&gt;when my alarm chimes&lt;br /&gt;when my patient dies&lt;br /&gt;when I'm feeling not glad...&lt;br /&gt;I simply remember- my life's not half bad&lt;br /&gt;and then I don't feel sad at ALL...!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:7418</id>
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    <title>in the matter of love</title>
    <published>2008-07-02T04:48:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T05:36:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just watched the phenomenal film "The Painted Veil". The thing that struck me was how foolishly some give their hearts away to the wrong people. Possibly to rescue them from their own feelings, to occupy them from boredom, to have assurance that they are acceptable to someone at all. I wonder how many people hide inside their own relationships. Do they know that they no longer exist to themselves anymore? What do you think makes a relationship a healthy one? Obviously, I haven't proven to be much of an expert in that area. I saw the way that Kitty Fane transformed in the movie- became truthful with herself and who she really was. She gave up some of her selfishness and entered a world in which she could offer herself. And learned how to truly love. Sometimes I feel like the bratty Mrs. Fane. Careless and lazy. When Edward Norton falls in love with me, I brush him off and sleep with the smooth talking cheap guy. Thats no bueno. When will I learn to fall in love with the good boys. I mean, who doesn't love Edward, come on? Sure, he might act like a bit of a nerd, but hell.. he figured out   how cholera was spreading for crying out loud. Who wouldn't want that guy by their side?? Gosh.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:6953</id>
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    <title>Grad school</title>
    <published>2008-07-01T05:08:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T05:08:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The good:&lt;br /&gt;1. Excuse to not work full time&lt;br /&gt;2. No more night shits (purposefully spelled), weekends or holidays&lt;br /&gt;3. Get to do all sorts of cool stuff (suture, drain nasty wounds, intubate, lumbar punctures, write prescriptions)&lt;br /&gt;4. Get other people to do my dirty work (order: nurse, please give patient enema- thanks!)&lt;br /&gt;5. More opportunities to work other places besides the hospital (aka- nasty, infectious, spray myself with lysol when I get off of work)&lt;br /&gt;6. More $&lt;br /&gt;7. Learning is never a bad thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bad:&lt;br /&gt;1. Get up at the buttcrack of dawn and work for free&lt;br /&gt;2. Actually Im not just working for free, Im paying to work&lt;br /&gt;3. Gonna be in the hole $80,000 by the time Im done :(&lt;br /&gt;4. Harassment from first year med. residents who never had time for girlfriends in med school. &lt;br /&gt;5. SLEEP! SLEEP! I need more of it.&lt;br /&gt;6. No time to have a life &lt;br /&gt;7. Living in the city&lt;br /&gt;8. Ivy league schools are full of snotty/bitchy people &lt;br /&gt;9. Higher chance of getting sued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ugly:&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, my bad list longer than my good list... maybe Ill adjust it in the morning. Mmm, sleep... Goodnight.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:6735</id>
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    <title>you never forget your first</title>
    <published>2008-06-29T05:17:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-29T05:17:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ive abandoned you- oh livejournal... you were so faithful to me, and I cheated on you...with other cheap blog spaces that I thought were mine. And what did it leave me? Heartbroken. You were the only one that I could truly let my emotions loose with. You never judged me, or became annoyingly mainstream. Can you ever forgive me?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:6435</id>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2006-10-24T02:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-24T06:57:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-24T06:57:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Yellow Flower&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/yellow-flower.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A yellow flower tends to represent joy, friendship, and playfulness.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you are childlike, as a buttercup is.&lt;br /&gt;And at other times, you are fickle, like a dahlia.&lt;br /&gt;And more than you wish, you tend to feel bittersweet, like a marigold.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorflowerareyouquiz/"&gt;What Color Flower Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:6191</id>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2005-11-12T08:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T13:11:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T13:11:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: September 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be a the rock in relationships - people depend on you.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughtful and caring, you often put others needs first.&lt;br /&gt;You aren't content to help those you know... you want to give to the world.&lt;br /&gt;An idealist, you strive for positive change and dream about how much better things could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your intuition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You put yourself last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Rose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: June&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:6018</id>
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    <title>to vegas and beyond</title>
    <published>2005-02-27T09:20:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-27T09:20:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just got back from las vegas two days ago. very cool. also stopped by the grand canyon. very very cool. i have some wonderful pics that i will be posting shortly (as soon as i can figure it out) ok, so im not so technologicaly advanced- sue me. anyways, my fav casino was the venetian- very awesome. they have indoor canals and gondaliers. it was amazing. BTW the desert is also in full bloom because of all this crazy rain out here- so wierd. all this grass and flowers- who do they think they are, ruining my desert experience.... hehe anyways, ciao.</content>
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    <title>i cant stop laughing</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T21:13:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-27T21:13:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have the greatest joke ever in history:&lt;br /&gt;what is the generic name for viagra?&lt;br /&gt;answer- mycoxaflopin</content>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2005-01-27T02:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T07:52:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">blind date is even better- hehe</content>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2005-01-27T02:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-27T07:40:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-27T07:40:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have never found elimidate sooooo funny in my life. damn. they need to get a life</content>
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    <title>this is the time i feel like passing out</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T14:08:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T14:08:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i feel like my body will keel over any minute. dont you hate it when you have to force yourself to stay awake? BAH! im waiting for my relief to come and let me GO HOME AND SLEEP. its like no matter how long you sleep during the day - you still fell shitty staying up all freakin night. anywho. zzzzzz</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:4608</id>
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    <title>its been a long strange trip</title>
    <published>2005-01-12T00:09:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-12T00:09:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hellooooo! Im back and just wanted to update whats happening here. im in santa fe, new mexico and I love it!!!Im doing a three month travel nurse assignment and so far its going pretty well. I have to work nights which sorta sucks but i can deal with it cause ill have plenty of time to recoup. AND i have a nice cozy adobe- im so in love with it. its nice to have my own space for a while- no roommates!!! another neato thing that i just read about santa fe is that it is the second most popular u.s cities to visit. so yall come on over, ya hear? more later- &lt;br /&gt;from the gal in the turqouise-laced land of santa fe</content>
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    <title>they are still here.....</title>
    <published>2004-05-10T00:05:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-10T00:05:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>John Denver - Blow Up Your TV.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">But at least i kicked them off the internet.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU PASS THE THIRD GRADE?  click here to see  (-:   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;a href="http://www.pibmug.com/files/map_test.swf"&gt;http://www.pibmug.com/files/map_test.swf&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>just another quite day at the homestead</title>
    <published>2004-05-07T14:14:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-07T14:14:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just woke up to a house full of people I don’t know. My roommate is in Hawaii and apparently she invited some homeless southern students to stay at our apartment. Rar! And...they have all decided to raid the showers. Should I pull out a can of woop ass?</content>
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    <title>I is yo edjumicated teacher</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T01:34:14Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-06T01:34:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">man, do you ever want to lay the smack down on dumb people? My community health teacher is one of those lucky candidates. She has lost two of my papers- one of them being my final paper and she cannot add up my clinical hours- she happens to think that I am missing a half an hour when in fact I am over by one hour-  DUMMY! (followed by a smack across the noggin).... well all of these things wouldnt be so bad if she hadnt left nasty emails and voicemail messages about my being such an incompetent student (should we talk about this behaviour Laura?) .....DUMMY!!! ( smack across the noggin again)  tommorow is grading time and hopefully she will not lose the email of all of my many attached papers and clinical logs....lets pray</content>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2004-04-29T20:44:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-30T00:44:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-30T00:44:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just got back from work. whew, i REALLY hate getting up at five and running my ass off all day. Oh well, my choice. i found out I got a second job that pays twice as much! yea! ill try it one day a week and see if i likey. then i can do that this summer (smiles) Its so wierd to have only been a nurse a year and i am already a preceptor for nursing schools. It was not so long ago that I was clueless. Anywho- off to a hot bath i go....</content>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2004-04-27T20:55:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-28T00:55:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-28T00:55:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beatles - Here Comes the Sun.MP3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">what a pefect night for a cookout. ive always been a vegetarian my whole life but i decided to try grilling fish. YUM! salmon is the best ever. heres a good recipe for ye cookers. fresh atlantic salmon marinated in a rice vinager and lime juice. use a blackening spice to cover the fish then grill the meat and top with diced pineapple, mango, green peppers and onions (slightly sauteed). its muy bein indeed. EEENjoy</content>
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    <title>good ol frog stompin</title>
    <published>2004-04-27T18:56:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-27T18:56:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dishwalla - Today, Tonight</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i took advantage of the chattanooga traditional dance society on sat. night for a good ol frog stompin time. contra dance that is. its the best dancing since 1979. anybody up for a dance - stop by all saints academy may 8 @ 8pm. or go to &lt;a href="http://chattexc.brinkster.net/CTDS/home.html"&gt;http://chattexc.brinkster.net/CTDS/home.html&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>in from the land where you pahk the cah...</title>
    <published>2003-10-22T17:48:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-22T17:48:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Moby - Natural Blues</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, me and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_dormat' lj:user='dormat' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://dormat.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://dormat.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dormat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just got back from Boston monday. big city, fun times. shed a few tears at lizardbreath's wedding, and so on and so forth. We ended up missing our morning flight which had a connection to chatt. from charlotte. hehe, that really sucked. but it worked out ok- i go an excuse to miss my health promotion class- even though i was back well within the time to go. (hehe, mums the word). anyways, back to doing my make-up assignment for health promotion. Tata!</content>
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    <title>procrastination is my game</title>
    <published>2003-10-14T04:45:34Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-14T04:45:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This patho crap is way more involved than i would have liked- go figure. So ill be up for a few more hours writing a case study on alzheimers- lets hope i dont develop it during that time. hehe Fun times yo.</content>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2003-10-13T00:36:00</title>
    <published>2003-10-13T04:36:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-13T04:36:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">can i complain for a while?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:2294</id>
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    <title>this music is pretty freakin annoying!</title>
    <published>2003-10-13T04:33:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-13T04:33:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Puerto Rican Rap - Playero 38 - Marijuana, Puerto Rico, Spanish Reggae.mp3</lj:music>
    <content type="html">hey, long time no see, whew, i had to turn that shit off! Ah, good ol john denver! nice! well im gonna have to say that this semeter is SUCKING ASS!!! i didnt know that graduate school would be so crappy man! well, other things are also contributing to the overall suckiness. that would have to be.....pretty much everything. could i take a moment and degrade on love.....ok? ok. love stinks. well, let me rephrase. love can really really really go bad without you even seeing it coming. its like joni mitchelle said "ive seen some hot, hot blazes burn down to smoke and ash" . ah, now im jonesin for some joni.  please, somebody get me a martini and a tissue! alright, maybe im exagerating a little. but i think most people have identified- oh ye, the broken hearted at one time, or another....er... yeah. ok thats enough bitching for one night. ill try and be a regular from now on....not a bitcher, you know what i mean! just as long as i can bring my martini along.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:gipsygirlay:2006</id>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2003-09-08T14:28:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-08T18:28:51Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-08T18:28:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bjork - Big Time Sensuality</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Jadie Lady is here, i shall see her tonight: much good times. Yesterday I hung out at mudpie with &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_dormat' lj:user='dormat' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://dormat.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://dormat.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dormat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and then drummed at the park with Bet. Drums are great, you dont have to be real good at them to make cool rhythms with yer neighbor- fun stuff. Oh yes and last Sunday me and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_dormat' lj:user='dormat' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://dormat.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://dormat.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;dormat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had a great adventure ultralighting over the ocoee lake. It was amazing, catch the chance if you ever get one! Pictures will be posted soon. Have a good one.</content>
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    <title>gipsygirlay @ 2003-09-07T13:44:00</title>
    <published>2003-09-07T17:44:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-07T17:44:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Nora Jones - Butterflies  (1)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Another year of life...im getting pretty old you know. At least thats how i feel- old. what about when im eighty, maybe ill start reversing when i get over the hill- hehe. ill be playing on mokey bars and driving convertable cars (-:</content>
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