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  <title>Enter All Monsters Let Us Twist Another Fairytale</title>
  <subtitle>Erin</subtitle>
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    <name>Erin</name>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2006-09-11T08:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-11T14:00:17Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-11T14:00:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just found out...I'm Jewish!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:37774</id>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2006-07-19T21:39:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-20T02:51:53Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-20T02:51:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Zero 7 - Throw it all away</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I never update...so here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Cubs game last night, completely last minute.  I got a call and had ten minutes to get ready.  It was fun..they won, so that's always a plus.  I think we spent $100 on beer alone...it was a rip off.  We went to a pizza place and then a bar afterwards.  It was a good time...I like that kind of spontaneity...and I pretty much love Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My summer is going alright I suppose.  I got a $1.50 raise at work so that's pretty much awesome.  But I've basically spent all my extra money on cds... Thom Yorke, Seems So Bright, Margot and the Nuclear So and So's, Sufjan Stevens, Band of Horses, etc, etc.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait I forgot about possibly the most interesting thing thats happened in maybe my life.  I've been selected as a prospective juror in a murder trial where a charge has been filed seeking the death penalty.  The murderer is already serving a life sentence for the murder and rape of an eight year old girl, and the trial I could be on is for six counts of rape and murder.  Talk about some interesting shit.  I had to fill out a thiry-one page packet to send in to the defense and prosecuting attorneys.  If I get picked I'll be sequestered for up to six weeks.  Crazy, crazy, crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that its just another summer of work and obnoxious tan lines with a little bit of bar hopping now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such is life.</content>
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    <title>samson</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T17:05:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T17:05:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>regina spektor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">you were my sweetest downfall&lt;br /&gt;i loved you first&lt;br /&gt;beneath the stars came falling on our heads&lt;br /&gt;but they're just old light&lt;br /&gt;your hair was long when we first met</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:37279</id>
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    <title>Wreck of a day</title>
    <published>2006-06-05T23:41:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-05T23:41:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hotel Lights</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hate....  What?  Wait, maybe the word hate is too abrasive.  I'm severely annoyed, frustrated, upset, and all those things in between right now.  At what exactly?...an assortment of different things.  Work, friends, family, "friends..."  The quotations are to imply those who I often question their friendship...people who I have to ask, what good are you doing me by being in my life?  People confuse me, they play games with my head, they have no class...  Ugh.  My friends are alright...I mean my real friends are alright.  But if I made a list of all my friends and checked off the true friends, I would have alot of question marks.  I wish people could just be open and honest and real...that would pretty much solve alot of problems.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to move out...badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked a 14 hour shift yesterday...14 everlasting hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I never get stressed out and it makes me mad that I'm stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now there 20 women downstairs talking and chatting and bitching all about nothing.  And I would give anything to have the luxury of putting on my headphones and slowly drifting off to sleep.  But god forbid, I mustn't be rude.  I mean how would that reflect on my family if I didn't go downstairs and be "fake nice" to everyone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not amused with life right now.</content>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2006-04-02T03:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-02T08:46:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-02T08:46:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am painfully annoyed right now.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:36690</id>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2006-03-25T23:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-26T05:56:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-26T05:56:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Beck - Ghettochip Malfunction</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I don't want to work anymore!!!  Im really really sick of it.  I just worked two ten hour shifts back to back...last week I put in 50 hours...I work open to close tomorrow.  I'm just getting really burnt out.  Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work last night, two of the Geek Squad members, myself and another girl in my department decided to go out...blow off some steam from work.  It turned into a wild night of heavy drinking, driving and sitting at a deserted park in the middle of nowhere.  Nevermind the occasional stops to pee and puke.  It was some crazy ass fun.  I miss that kind of carefree fun.  Sometimes I think I get too caught up in my job and take things too seriously.  Last night was exactly what I needed.  Needless to say a few of us spent the entire day at work puking in garbage cans and racing off to the bathroom.  It's nights like that that remind me that I don't want to grow up too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AS far as school goes, I think I'm going to go back into the arts.  I miss my painting and design classes and especially art history.  I'm going to see about getting some of my work out there too...whether it be at local coffee shops or maybe do some things on commission.  I don't know...it could all just be wishful thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I need some rest and relaxation.  I, of course work the next two days...ahh but then I'm headed up to Chicago on Tuesday for some hardcore shopping.  Ooh and me and some of my friends are going to buy tickets to see Wicked this summer in Chicago...oh yeah. Oh and go buy Beck's Guerolito..its cool.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:36573</id>
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    <title>If we're through then don't blame me</title>
    <published>2006-02-22T01:04:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-22T01:04:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>People in PLanes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Boo. Ugh. Bleck.  That's how I feel lately.  It's been brought to my attention that I may be extremely hard on other people.  That I have these tendencies to set standards for people and they are truly impossible to reach.  Why is it so bad to have high expectations for other people?  I realize that mine may be extreme and that sometimes when a person does one thing "wrong" they are pretty much writing their final chapter with me in it.  Where did I learn this?  Why do I do it?  I don't really know.  Is it protection for myself?  Who knows...  I think working in customer service has made bitter to people...sometimes I think I'd rather be alone in here.  The truth is I am bitter towards alot of people in my life.  Some I'm bitter about being niave and thinking they were one way and then they turned out to be completely different people.  Others are ambiguous and I can't tell if they're trying to shut me out, or maybe I've already done so with them.  Relationships are a two way street.  It cannot be one person's fault that things turned out the way they did.  And it can't be one person's fault for not trying to reach out to the other.  Listen if you want to let me go, if you want me out of your life then just tell me.  Quit wasting my time if that's what your doing.  I'm sick of thinking about a person who isnt the same anymore...at least not towards me.  Is it so hard to be friends and socialize and have fun like friends do?  If in fact you even want to be friends.  We used to be such great friends.  Don't make what we had a joke or a lie by the way we're acting now.  That would be heartbreaking.  I'm not asking for much..for once in my life.  I'm asking you to be cordial, and to act like you want to talk to me.  We used to talk about everything...and now we don't talk at all.  We text message...these little ambiguous messages back and forth that really don't mean anything.  It's all on the surface now and thats quite depressing when you consider where we used to be.  And I'm sorry as well.  For doing things the way that I did, and for shutting you out when I probably should have been going to you in the first place.  I didn't like who I had become and I didn't want you to see me that way.  Don't hate me for that.  Don't shut me out for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so this totally became about one person...I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the movie Waking Life...on drugs if you can..it'll change your life... I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When it was over, all I could think about was how this entire notion of oneself, what we are, is just this logical structure, a place to momentarily house all the abstractions. It was a time to become conscious, to give form and coherence to the mystery, and I had been a part of that. It was a gift. Life was raging all around me and every moment was magical. I loved all the people, dealing with all the contradictory impulses - that's what I loved the most, connecting with the people. Looking back, that's all that really mattered."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:36216</id>
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    <title>Are you a dreamer</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T06:47:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T06:47:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sia Fuller</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, are you a dreamer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I haven't seen too many around lately. Things have been tough lately for dreamers. They say dreaming is dead, no one does it anymore. It's not dead it's just that it's been forgotten, removed from our language. Nobody teaches it so nobody knows it exists. The dreamer is banished to obscurity. Well, I'm trying to change all that, and I hope you are too. By dreaming, every day. Dreaming with our hands and dreaming with our minds. Our planet is facing the greatest problems it's ever faced, ever. So whatever you do, don't be bored, this is absolutely the most exciting time we could have possibly hoped to be alive. And things are just starting</content>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2006-02-04T14:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-04T20:52:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-04T20:52:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to see Sigur Ros on the 20th!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:35736</id>
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    <title>You gotta drive all night just to feel like you're ok</title>
    <published>2006-01-10T20:01:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-10T20:01:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>clearly Beck</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Put your hands on the wheel &lt;br /&gt;Let the golden age begin &lt;br /&gt;Let the window down &lt;br /&gt;Feel the moonlight on your skin &lt;br /&gt;Let the desert wind &lt;br /&gt;Cool your aching head &lt;br /&gt;Let the weight of the world &lt;br /&gt;Drift away instead &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These day I barely get by &lt;br /&gt;I don’t even try &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s a treacherous road &lt;br /&gt;With a desolated view &lt;br /&gt;There’s distant lights &lt;br /&gt;But here they’re far and few &lt;br /&gt;And the sun don’t shine &lt;br /&gt;Even when its day &lt;br /&gt;You gotta drive all night &lt;br /&gt;Just to feel like you’re ok &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days I barely get by &lt;br /&gt;I don’t even try</content>
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    <title>Those who are down aren't supposed to rise up</title>
    <published>2006-01-10T03:22:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-10T03:22:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So its a known fact that I never update...so I'm trying to be more proactive and share the world of Erin more often.  The only problem is that my life fails to be noteworthy.  If I haven't called, or attempted to get in touch with you I apologize.  To give you any idea what my life has been like lately, my next paycheck will have 96 hours on it.  Yea...I work alot.  Work is good though...I can't complain about being full time expecially with what I get paid.  And I must say I enjoy getting paid for a full day's work on holidays even when we're closed or I don't work.  Plus there's tuition reimbursement and all these amazing hook-ups I can take advantage of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so enough about Best Buy...I'm sick of it consuming my life...I won't let it take over my LJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wrote that line about ten minutes ago...and figured out that besides work, I don't have much else to say.  That's sad.  I need to be reenergized, reinvigorated.  Maybe I need some new music...any suggestions?  I'm intelletually starved over here people.  Help me!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:35290</id>
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    <title>My favorite quote ever</title>
    <published>2005-11-29T20:40:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-29T20:40:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Minus the Bear</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What is a poet? An unhappy man who in his heart harbors a deep anguish, but whose lips are so fashioned that the moans and cries which pass over them are transformed into ravishing music. His fate is like that of the unfortunate victims whom the tyrant Phalaris imprisoned in a brazen bull, and slowly tortured over a steady fire; their cries could not reach the tyrant's ears so as to strike terror into his heart; when they reached his ears they sounded like sweet music. And men crowd around the poet and say to him, "Sing for us soon again"—which is as much as to say, "May new sufferings torment your soul, but may your lips be fashioned as before; for the cries would only distress us, but the music, the music, is delightful."  - Soren Kierkegaard</content>
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    <title>I can't get laid in this town without these pointy fucking shoes</title>
    <published>2005-11-15T04:39:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-15T04:39:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Say Anything</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I'm 21....and I'm old.&amp;nbsp; But I had a great birthday weekend.&amp;nbsp; Kim and I went out in style as soon as the clock struck 12 on Thursday night/Friday morning.&amp;nbsp; We had a great time.&amp;nbsp; And here is the evidence of our good times...&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/Birthday006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/Birthday008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/Birthday012.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/Birthday011.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/Birthday017.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;The rest of the weekend was somewhat of a blur.&amp;nbsp; I had several drinks over the past few days...and I only got carded once.&amp;nbsp; Or twice if you consider the time that I got pulled over coming home from a bar after blowing a stop sign.&amp;nbsp; Talk about having a small heart attack.&amp;nbsp; But luckily I managed to get away with a verbal warning.&amp;nbsp; Thank god for&amp;nbsp;being coy.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Live, love and prosper</title>
    <published>2005-08-22T00:25:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-22T00:25:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Spill Canvas - One Fell Swoop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So... I have class tomorrow...that really, really, really cramps my style.  Kim and I have virtually settled in to our new "flat." (flat sounds much more interesting than apartment)  Its coming together.  Wildly enough my room is essentially bare, which is quite opposite of my usual clutter filled room back home.  I bought some posters and some "window treatments" in an effort to make myself look more interesting.  Kim and I have done our best to try to make things have the comforts of home.  But its hard.  We're both missing home.  Plus it doesnt help that the people we care about most, besides each other, are at least an hour or two away.  I think I need a shot.  Reality is a bitch, denial is much more euphoric.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sitting here trying to convince myself that I like being in a routine and having organization in my life.  I think I'm telling myself a filthy lie.  Who likes a schedule when spontaneity continually proves to be much more intriguing with better results?  That's the question I leave myself with.  Live, love and prosper.</content>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2005-08-09T22:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-10T04:00:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-10T04:00:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Alexi Murdoch - Orange Sky</lj:music>
    <content type="html">This is for a certain someone...its cheesy, it rhymes, but it makes me think of you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You sat down next to me, like poetry to wine&lt;br /&gt;Out window looked upon a yellow neon sign&lt;br /&gt;I took your hand while you decided what to do&lt;br /&gt;The only kiss, I ever miss, I shared with you&lt;br /&gt;The other cities hold a memory still of a place&lt;br /&gt;But, when I dream of London, I can only see your face</content>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2005-07-30T00:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-30T05:22:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-30T05:22:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Foo Fighters - Another Round</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate. Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn't fall in love, or have babies, or be who we are. After all, seasons change. So do cities. People come into your life and people go. But it's comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart. And if you're very lucky, a plane ride away.</content>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2005-06-22T00:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-22T05:46:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-22T05:47:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Death Cab for Cutie - Styrofoam plates</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Right....so being home is pretty boring.  I totally expected this week to be borderline cool since my parents are out of town, but somehow I got stuck working 40 hours this week...no fun there.  Today, my only day off, I ventured to the beach with Kim.  It was a good time....we skipped rocks, admired some kid's ass crack and made a new friend named Sherman.  The clouds were amazing today and the moon was gorgeous tonight.  All in all it was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/DSC00553.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some clouds from today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/DSC00558.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some more clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/DSC00549.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The infamous Kim taking pictures of said clouds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/DSC00554.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My feet covered in sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/DSC00568.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/CopyofDSC00568.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moon photoshopped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny story about the moon.  I went out on my back porch to get some different angles of the moon.  I purposely didn't turn on any lights so it was pitch dark out there.  Well I swore that I heard some rustling by my pool, so I got my camera and took a picture with the flash...and it was a raccoon!!  It totally freaked out....and I totally freaked out and ran inside.  The result of the incident was this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/DSC00583.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just posting this picture because I think its cute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/DSC00375.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:33721</id>
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    <title>Millions of peaches, peaches for me</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T19:19:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T14:18:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Deftones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok so I'm back home for the rest of summer...yay?  Friday was my last day of class...I'm convinced I failed my final exam...probably because I only put in about 30 minutes of studying.  Oh well.  Friday night Braden came up to bid me farewell.  It was sad...I got used to having him only 30 minutes away...I loved it.  And now it just sucks.  I suppose text messages will have to suffice until our next visit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I made an appearance at Best Buy.  I received a warm welcome and saw some people that I haven't seen in a while.  Later that night I caught up with a co-worker and just spent the night sitting outside and talking.  It was a perfect night for it...I love summer.  Yesterday was my first day back to work...and boy was it a long day.  Before I had even walked through the door, my manager came outside and invited me to a cigarette break.  She informed me that she had talked to the other managers and they decided that they want to give me more responsibility.  Next week I'll be getting trained in Customer Service and Product Intake.  Basically I  will have ten times more shit to learn...and I'll be handling the worst of worst when it comes to customers....but after I get trained I'll get a raise.  So I guess that's pretty cool.  First day back on the job and I'm up for a promotion and a raise. Which is good because I'm completely broke and I unfortunately won't be getting paid for another three weeks.  I could really use a sugar daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But besides that, there really isn't much to rave about.  My week is pretty much free...so I'll probably be catching up with alot of old friends.  My parents leave on Saturday for vacation for 8 days so that's pretty much awesome.  I plan on having some drunken pool parties, staying out way too late and maybe taking a few road trips.  It will hopefully be a week of good times.  For now I'm going to concentrate on finding something even remotely interesting to do tonight.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>fenomenalwoman @ 2005-06-13T13:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T18:25:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T18:25:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been tagged...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List your current six favorite songs, then pick six other people that have to do&lt;br /&gt;the same in their journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Coldplay - X &amp; Y&lt;br /&gt;2. Death Cab For Cutie - Laughing Indoors&lt;br /&gt;3. Frou Frou - Dumbing Down of Love&lt;br /&gt;4. The Smith's - How Soon is Now&lt;br /&gt;5. Elliott Smith - A Distorted Reality is Now a Necessity to be Free&lt;br /&gt;6. Songs Ohia - Captain Badass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Tag:&lt;br /&gt;xeightofninex&lt;br /&gt;all_but_romeo&lt;br /&gt;rmulder&lt;br /&gt;snapkill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I can't up with six...I'm kind of an LJ loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll update with more later....</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:33150</id>
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    <title>Tell me the stars are forever</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T19:34:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-09T21:08:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coldplay new album</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You and me are floating on a tidal wave...&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;You and me are drifting into outer space...&lt;br /&gt;And singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the new Coldplay cd...big schocker there.  I loved the Coldplay party.  It was a night of amazement...close in nature to a miracle.  I'll never look at trees or clouds the same way.  A peach will never taste the same...cigarettes will never taste the same...my lungs are still recovering.  And London....oh god, London. I love our London.  I've never loved something so much that I've never actually seen or experienced.  I love thoughtfulness...and listening to a song so powerful that it makes you cry.  I'm drunk with love for everything.  I hate people who say "life is short."  It is the longest thing we'll ever do...so enjoy it and always take a second to stop and look at the clouds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/friedrich-wanderer.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:32965</id>
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    <title>Smile, it enhances your face value</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T04:46:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T04:47:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Badly Drawn Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm updating because I feel its my civic duty to do so.  I have a tendency to neglect my lj and my lj friends...for that I am truly sorry.  I really don't have anything of substance to write about.  In fact I should really be studying right now for an exam I have tomorrow morning....but my mind wanders too much these days.  Life is good...in fact I feel compelled to compose a list of things that have made me smile lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I am currently in love with...&lt;br /&gt;-Text messaging&lt;br /&gt;-Heat lightning&lt;br /&gt;-Cake in a bowl&lt;br /&gt;-Kings&lt;br /&gt;-Nine Inch Nails&lt;br /&gt;-Chapstick&lt;br /&gt;-The discovery of the Luna Music Store&lt;br /&gt;-Laughing until you cry&lt;br /&gt;-Douglas Coupland&lt;br /&gt;-Clouds&lt;br /&gt;-Freecell&lt;br /&gt;-The word sassy&lt;br /&gt;-Hugs&lt;br /&gt;-Mix cd's&lt;br /&gt;-Air conditioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that just about sums it up.  I could give out thanks or as they say "shout outs" to give credit to a few special people who have attributed to my happiness...but that would ruin the attractiveness of my inside jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe the general consensus is right....LJ has become terribly dull.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:32605</id>
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    <title>I'm shaking hands with a hurricane</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T16:14:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T16:14:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bloc Party...its obvious isnt it</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bloc Party is the only thing motivating me to finish my work right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it can be broke then it can be fixed, if it can be fused then it can be split&lt;br /&gt;It's all under control&lt;br /&gt;If it can be lost then it can be won, if it can be touched then it can be turned&lt;br /&gt;All you need is time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promised the world we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sense of purpose and a sense of skill, a sense of function but a disregard&lt;br /&gt;We will not be the first, we won't&lt;br /&gt;You said you were going to conquer new frontiers,&lt;br /&gt;Go stick your bloody head in the jaws of the beast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We promised the world, we'd tame it, what were we hoping for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breath in, breath out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are reinventing the wheel&lt;br /&gt;I'm shaking hands with a hurricane&lt;br /&gt;It's a colour that I can't describe,&lt;br /&gt;It's a language I can't understand&lt;br /&gt;Ambition, tearing out the heart of you&lt;br /&gt;Carving lines into you&lt;br /&gt;Dripping down the sides of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will not be the last.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I know I'm dead on the surface, but I am screaming underneath</title>
    <published>2005-04-28T02:39:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-28T02:39:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Coldplay - Amsterdam</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The only things keeping me from going crazy right now are livejournal, emails, cigarettes and music.  I've written a book report, 4 short essays and studied for an exam.  Did I mention that I need to write another paper by the end of this day?  If you weren't aware of it already, this is me complaining hardcore.  I miss the times when I had no worries and no stupid essays or homework hovering over me.  Right now I miss the smell of cigarettes...its been two hours since my last one.  I miss my chapstick because I left it upstairs.  I miss some certain people...people that always make me laugh and feel good.  Cause right now I need to laugh and not be stressed out.  I can't wait for this semester to be over with.  I'm sick of home...I'm sick of hanging out with same people, doing nothing all the time.  I think I'm the only person to be extremely excited about summer school.  It's my temporary escape and I'll love every second of it.  Ok I'm really starting to annoy myself with this entry.  I hope everyone else is having a better day than me and enjoying the beauties of life.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fenomenalwoman:32134</id>
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    <title>Music nerds come together</title>
    <published>2005-04-27T15:52:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-27T15:53:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Random play</lj:music>
    <content type="html">All right I'm passing this thingy on...&lt;br /&gt;1) Total volume of music files on my computer? 9.19&lt;br /&gt;2) The last CD I bought was...? The String Quartet Tribute to Jeff Buckley and to Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3a) The last song I listened to before writing this was...?  The Last Goodbye - The String Quartet version&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3b) Song playing right now is...? Ok Go - Get over it....yea don't ask...my player is on random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Five albums I listen to a lot or that mean a lot to me...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     1.  Coldplay - A Rush of Blood to the Head...if I could choose any cd to be the soundtrack of my life this would be it.  It makes me happy, it makes me sad, it makes me think, it makes me want to have a tragic love story and damnit it makes me want to play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     2.  Sigur Ros - ()...I don't care if its not in English...this cd has probably had the most impact on me.  And because its not in English, it basically leaves it open for interpretation...take it anyway you want, relate it with anything you want.  It's the kind of cd that you could listen to in a room full of people and no one would say a word...its that goddamn good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     3.  The Spill Canvas - Sunsets and Car Crashes....it reminds me of good times.  It will forever remind me of Kim...Rockford...times of spontaneous fun.  Its the cd that I suggest the most to other people...everyone should love it like us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    4.  Billy Joel - Greatest Hits...everyone is probably thinking What? right now.  But I grew up listening to this cd.  Playing this cd is an instant mood booster for me.  It takes me back to my childhood memories. Haha nobody can deny the fact that we all loved "Uptown Girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    5.  Jeff Buckley - Grace...Lover You Should've Come Over...that's all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be a cheater like Braden and include some honorable mentions....Nick Drake - Pink Moon, Elliott Smith - XO, Fiona Apple - Tidal...so sexy, Coldplay - Parachutes, Sunny Day Real Estate - How it feels to be something on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People to pass the baton to and why:&lt;br /&gt;Kimmy - cause that's what soulmates do&lt;br /&gt;And anybody else out there that is passionate about even just one song</content>
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    <title>Spooooky</title>
    <published>2005-04-25T17:08:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-25T17:08:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Aqualung - Another Little Hole</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok, so I'm not sure that I'm a firm believer in the whole "orbs" in pictures being ghosts/spirits/entities but....last night me and two of my friends went around to scary places around the area and took some pictures.  We went to Gypsies Graveyard and this crazy one-lane, wooden bridge.  Unforunately I couldn't get a good shot of the bridge, because we couldn't really stop in the middle of the road.  But I got a few good shots at Gypsies...and one really great shot.  I guess if I believe in orbs then I should have totally been freaked out last night after taking this picture...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/CopyofOrbs.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we took that picture, we doubled check everything and made sure that that one "orb" wasn't some kind of reflection...and it wasn't.  If you look closely there are about 7 "orbs" and one extremely distinct one.  And check out that creepy statue in the background...it's crazy.  This statue was also somewhat creepy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v46/erinho26/DSC00126.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't rain too bad tonight, I think we're going to head out to take more.  We have to entertain ourselves somehow.</content>
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