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  <updated>2008-08-25T21:43:17Z</updated>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-08-25T17:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-25T21:43:17Z</published>
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    <category term="the school is eating me alive"/>
    <content type="html">The first day is now completed. And it wasn't half bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got lost one, and a nice Coach led me the way to the classroom in the back near to boiler room that can only be the place of choice for my Health class (Not my choice to take, trust me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, I'm already piled with homework. An essay on my favorite author (Guess who?), a ten-page packet for Algebra, and a bunch of crap to get signed by my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to get back into the swing of waking up at 5:30 and sleeping at 10:00ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it though. I like getting into the routine of being busy and relentlessly exhausted and learning.</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-08-23T14:36:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-23T18:37:16Z</published>
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    <category term="guttural"/>
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    <category term="hilarious."/>
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    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="9" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HILARY DUFF!&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>that which hurts my heart</title>
    <published>2008-08-20T12:57:05Z</published>
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    <content type="html">The release date for Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince has been delayed until July 16th 2009. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, though, they don't need the extra money that summer film seem to be promising these days. Every single Harry Potter fan on the face of the frickin Earth will go see it, regardless of which season it's released. That's approximately 876384753875834750375 fans. And that should be enough for everyone involved to get their hands on a nice sum of pay, righto? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why did they have to tease us with that trailer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, Warner Bros., why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:[</content>
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    <title>The Character Outline</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T16:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T16:43:03Z</updated>
    <category term="nano"/>
    <content type="html">Stolen from the wonderful &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='cuban_sombrero' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cuban_sombrero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing this solely so that I don't forget. &lt;strike&gt;And because if I tell lots of people that I am doing Nano it will encourage me to finish or endure severe embarrassment.&lt;/strike&gt; Take a peek and try to understand my wacky characterizations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Character Outline"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Full name of Character: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Violet Margot Lowney. &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Reason, meaning or purpose behind the name: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Violets were here Mum's favorite flower. Margot was the name of her grandmother. &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Nickname: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;V, Low. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Reason for nickname: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;First letter of her names and the first three of her last. &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Race: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Caucasian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Occupation/class: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Generally average, works as a photographer at an art studio but dreams of much more (having her pictures somewhere everyone can see.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;Social class:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;Average. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Physical Appearance:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Age: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;23.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How old they appear: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eye Color: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Brown. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Glasses or contacts?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; No. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hair color length and style:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Red and long. Generally easy to style. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Weight and height: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;5" 6', 130. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Type of body (build): &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Short-ish, curvy enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Skin tone and type (i.e., harry, slimy, scaly, oily, fair, burns easily): &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Fair, lightly freckled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Shape of face: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Distinguishing marks (dimples, moles, scars, birthmarks, etc.): &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;A piece of gravel suck in her elbow from falling of a bike when she was fourteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Predominant feature: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Her hair, fiery red locks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is s/he healthy?: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Eh, generally. She can cook a few things, but nothing too complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If not, why not? Or why are they healthy?: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;She is healthy, but doesn't go out of her way to eat well or exercise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do they look healthy? Why/why not?: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Yes, she looks average. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Favorites:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Char’s favorite color: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Purple, because it looks really good on her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Least favorite, why?: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Probably brown, it's just kind of boring. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Music?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Classical and a peculiar taste for Indie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Least favorite music, why?: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Decidedly rap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; Food: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;She loves Mexican food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Literature: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Not a huge literature freak, but enjoys a good novel every now and then. Jane Austen, William Golding, ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Expressions: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Furrowed brow, the average smart person expressions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; Expletives (curse): &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Frick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mode of transport: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Her green VW bug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Hobbies: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Photography...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How do they spend a rainy day?:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;Like she would spend any other. Maybe wearing a pair of rain boots instead of her regular work heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Personality:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are they a daredevil or cautious?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;span style=""&gt;Mostly cautious, but really can't turn down a dare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Do they act the same alone as when with someone?: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;For the most part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Habits: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Talking without thinking, biting nails. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Drinks: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tries to drink the recommended amount of water a day, wine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How much:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Enough without being overkill. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Greatest Strength:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Seeing things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Greatest Weakness:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Judging people prematurely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Soft spot: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Gourmet chocolate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Is their soft spot obvious, why/why not: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; If not, how do they hide it: &lt;br /&gt; Biggest Vulnerability:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Always taking things at face value.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Background:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hometown: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Helena, Montana.&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Type of childhood&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;: Orphan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; First Memory:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; Drawing with chalk on the sidewalk outside the orphanage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Most important childhood event that still effects him/her: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Being orphaned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; Why?: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Guess. Because her mother gave her up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; Education: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Went to college. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt; Religion: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Not religious. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Finances: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Average. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Family:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mother: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Lillian Erica Lowney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Relationship with her: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Seperated at birth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Father: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Relationship with him: &lt;br /&gt; Siblings, How many, relationship with each: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Unknown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Children of siblings: &lt;br /&gt; Other extended family: &lt;br /&gt; Close? Why or why not: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Attitude:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Most at ease when:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; At home, with Charlie. &lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Most ill at ease when: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Lost, without anyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Priorities: &lt;br /&gt; Philosophies: &lt;br /&gt; How they feel about themselves:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Positive self-image.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Past failure they would be embarrassed to admit: &lt;br /&gt; Why?:&lt;br /&gt; If granted one wish what would it be, why? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Traits:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Optimist or pessimist? Why?:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Realist.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Introvert or extrovert? Why?: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;A mix of the two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Drives and motives: &lt;br /&gt; Talents: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Photography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Extremely skilled at: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Photography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Extremely unskilled at: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Moving on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Good characteristics: &lt;br /&gt; Character flaws: &lt;br /&gt; Mannerisms: &lt;br /&gt; Peculiarities: &lt;br /&gt; Biggest regret: &lt;br /&gt; Minor regrets: &lt;br /&gt; Biggest accomplishment: &lt;br /&gt; Minor accomplishments: &lt;br /&gt; Darkest secret: &lt;br /&gt; Does anyone know? &lt;br /&gt; How did they find out: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Self-perception:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;One word they would use to describe themselves: &lt;br /&gt; One paragraph of how they would describe themselves: &lt;br /&gt; What do they consider their best physical characteristic and why: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Hair, definitely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; The worst one? Why?&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Feet, she doesn't like anyone's feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Are they realistic assessments?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Yes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; If not, why not? &lt;br /&gt; How they think others preserve them: &lt;br /&gt; What four things would they most like to change about themselves: &lt;br /&gt; Why? &lt;br /&gt; If they were changed would they be the same person, why/why not: &lt;br /&gt; Would changing of number 1 make them more happy? Why/why not: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Interaction with other people:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do they relate to others:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Well, she is quite sympathetic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; How are they perceived by strangers: &lt;br /&gt; Friends:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;She has to know that she can trust them first, but is very loyal there after.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Wife/husband/lover: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Fiance Charlie dies of a brain tumor. Then she meets Ryan, and gradually falls in love with him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; The Hero/Heroin: &lt;br /&gt; How do they view the Hero/Heroine: &lt;br /&gt; First impression of the char: &lt;br /&gt; why? &lt;br /&gt; What happens to change this perception: &lt;br /&gt; What do people like most about this char: &lt;br /&gt; What do they dislike most about them: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Goals:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Immediate: &lt;br /&gt; Long term: &lt;br /&gt; How do they plan to accomplish them: &lt;br /&gt; How will others be effected by this: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Problems/Crisis:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do they react in a crisis: &lt;br /&gt; How do they face problems: &lt;br /&gt; Kind of problems they usually run into: &lt;br /&gt; How they react to new problems: &lt;br /&gt; How they react to change: &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;General:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite clothing, why:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Cardies and sweater vests. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Least favorite, why:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Capris.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Jewelry: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Engagement ring from Charlie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Other accessories: &lt;br /&gt; Drives: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;A green VW bug that's paint is chipping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Where do they live: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;First in Helena, Montana but moves to Seattle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Where do they want to live: &lt;br /&gt; Spending habits, why:&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Cautious.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; What do they do too much of, why: &lt;br /&gt; Most prized possession, why:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Engagement ring to Charlie, it's the only thing that she has left of him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;br /&gt; People they secretly admire, why: &lt;br /&gt; Person they are most influenced by, why: &lt;br /&gt; Most important person in their life before story starts, why: &lt;br /&gt; How do they spend the week just before the story starts: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;With Charlie on winter vacation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sasher_copy:20706</id>
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    <title>The Drabble Meme: Tres</title>
    <published>2008-08-11T17:28:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-11T17:28:04Z</updated>
    <category term="james"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <category term="remus"/>
    <content type="html">The third meme out of what will eventually be five. Mild swearing in this one, ye be warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='merryb87' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://merryb87.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://merryb87.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;merryb87&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who said she would like Remus, James, and son: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Cool Water"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Remus walked down the crowded halls of St. Mungo’s, a pitcher full of ice water in his right hand. The pastel linoleum tiles were slightly sticky and gleamed from the bright fluorescent lights reflecting down on them.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Staff, in their lime green uniforms, flooded the halls, walking fast and with complete motive to get wherever they had to be. &lt;span style=""&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;The condensation from the pitcher made his hands cold and damp. He used his left hand to push open a set of pastel swinging doors and revealed a waiting room, full of wooden benches and bright colored building blocks that he expected were carrying multiple diseases themselves. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Sitting on the hard benches on the back wall, he found one of his best mates, Sirius Black, sitting with his head in his hands. Remus made his way over and sat the cold pitcher on the matching end table before taking a seat on the other side. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;“How are they doing?” Remus asked wearily. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;“I don’t know. I tried to go in, but Lily yelled at me,” He answered, not lifting his head while he spoke. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;“She yelled? What did she say?” Remus quizzed further. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;“Well, I went in and asked if she was okay. And she looked at me, all red in the face, and said something along the lines of ‘I’m having….FUCKING…CONTRAC…TIONS! Get the… fuck OUT!’ Of course she was huffing and stuff in between” He said, answering Remus’ unspoken question of why he was breaking his speech. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;“Of course,” Remus replied, filling a clear plastic cup with the cool water he had just fetched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Also: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sasher-copy.livejournal.com/20352.html?#cutid1"&gt;Rain Dance&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='huffle_the_puff' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;huffle_the_puff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sasher-copy.livejournal.com/20062.html?#cutid1"&gt;At The Door&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrstater' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrstater.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://mrstater.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrstater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sasher_copy:20352</id>
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    <title>The Drabble Meme: Dos</title>
    <published>2008-08-11T17:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-11T17:06:33Z</updated>
    <category term="luna"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <content type="html">The second drabble of what will eventually be five. In this one I try to discreetly mention Scotland because it's for Aimee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I said, for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='huffle_the_puff' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;huffle_the_puff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who requested Luna and dancing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Rain Dance"&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Of what she could remember of her Mum, the Rain Dance is certainly prominent. Every year, on the first day of Spring, they would go out. Her Mother would pack a picnic the day before so they could wake up early in the morning when the dew was still fresh and fragrant upon the grass and the flowers of their garden.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;She would wear her favorite pink sundress and her Mum would wear her yellow one, no shoes allowed. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;They would all walk out to a secluded yet sunny part of their property, which to her at the age was as vast as the entire country of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Scotland&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;The sun would peer over the countryside and ignite the dew to a light amber color, like millions of crystalline stars. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Then it would start.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Her Dad would lift her onto his waist and turn her and twirl her and hold her up to the sky while her Mother would look and smile at them in between her own swirling and dancing and flailing. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Xenophilius would spin her until she insisted upon dancing herself, and then take a seat under the tree, watching his wife and daughter toss their heads and dance in unsymmetrical circles with a broad smile upon his face. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;She would stretch her short arms toward the sky and swirl so that her golden locks merged with the yellow light of the sun. Going faster and faster until she could no longer take the dizziness and would falter in her steps to fall to the ground and laugh hysterically until her Mum would pull her up and place her daughter on her shoulders. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sasher-copy.livejournal.com/20062.html?#cutid1"&gt;At The Door&lt;/a&gt; for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrstater' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrstater.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://mrstater.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrstater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, who suggested R/T.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sasher_copy:20062</id>
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    <title>The Drabble Meme: Uno</title>
    <published>2008-08-11T16:54:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-11T16:54:50Z</updated>
    <category term="r/t"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="drabble"/>
    <category term="tonks"/>
    <category term="remus"/>
    <content type="html">I've finally gotten around to doing the drabble meme that is/was going around.  I very much tried  to cut this down, but alas, it's a little over 1000 words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is for &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrstater' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrstater.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://mrstater.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrstater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;, who requested Remus/Tonks: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="At The Door "&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“Knock, knock, knock!”&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Tonks wiped her hands on the first washcloth she could find and rushed out of the kitchen to the front door of her flat. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;“Who is it?” She asked mockingly, because she knew full well who it was. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;“Remus John Lupin, werewolf, longtime member of the Order of the &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Phoenix&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.” &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;It hurts her that he insists upon introducing himself as ‘werewolf’. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;She turned the lock and with a clink of metal on wood, the door swung open to reveal that it was, in fact, Remus John Lupin. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;His lanky form rolled onto his heels and back onto his toes, long fingers fiddling with the cellophane wrapping on a bouquet of pink tulips. His blue button-up shirt is cuffed and untucked around his khakis. His blue eyes darken under his caramel fringe as he looks at her. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;Her hair is long and pink but pulled up with a clip, shorter strands escaping at the bottom to litter her neck. Her silhouette framed by a plum dress that perfectly accentuates her pale skin, finishing just above her knee. &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;He counter acts his darkened eyes with a look of sheepishness and she smiles, wraps her arms around his neck, and brings his lips to hers. Just before they meet she whispers against his lips ever so lightly, “Dora Tonks, metamorphmagus, absolutely in love with aforementioned werewolf.”&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sasher_copy:19921</id>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-08-06T17:54:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-06T22:02:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-06T22:02:08Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">Stolen from the magnificent &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='binkaslibrary' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://binkaslibrary.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://binkaslibrary.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;binkaslibrary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1). Bake cupcakes for&lt;/b&gt;: Sirius. He'd need them after 12 years in Azkaban. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2). Trust with the keys to my car&lt;/b&gt;: Hmm...I don't think wizards are used to handling such kinds of muggle machinery. For that reason, I'm going to have to go with my favorite muggle, Ted Tonks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3). Put thumbtacks on their chair&lt;/b&gt;: Mad Eye. I would want to see if he would spot them before taking a seat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4). Have a crush on&lt;/b&gt;: ...Remus. *GASP!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5). Pack up and leave if they moved next door&lt;/b&gt;: The Gaunts. They're a bit creepy, nailing snakes to doors and such. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6). Vote for President&lt;/b&gt;: TDumbledoreFTMFW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7). Pick as my partner in a buddy movie&lt;/b&gt;: Depends what kind of movie, but I'll bet on Tonks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8). Pair up&lt;/b&gt;: Bella and Voldie, Neville and Luna, Sirius and some OC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9). Vote off the island and into the volcano&lt;/b&gt;: Hugh Jackman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10). Wheedle into fixing my MP3 player&lt;/b&gt;: Severus. He could read little Indiana Roses mind and fix her up.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sasher_copy:19509</id>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-08-05T11:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-05T15:48:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-05T15:50:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Snagged from the lovely &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ladybracknell' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ladybracknell.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://ladybracknell.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ladybracknell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="give a little love. "&gt;&lt;b&gt;--------------HAVE YOU EVER---------&lt;br /&gt;* Ever been so drunk you blacked out:&lt;/b&gt; No. I've blacked out for other reason, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Put a body part on fire for amusement:&lt;/b&gt; I fell into a fire when I was seven or eight. Trust me, it's not amusing in the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Been in a car accident:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. Five car pile-up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Been hurt emotionally:&lt;/b&gt; Well, yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Had an imaginary friend:&lt;/b&gt; Yes, which some of you have probably heard of. Taco, my half tiger, half panda, half butterfly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Cried during a movie:&lt;/b&gt; I got teary eyed during Memoirs of a Geisha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Had a crush on a teacher:&lt;/b&gt; Unfortunately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Ever thought an animated character was hot?: &lt;/b&gt;Hmm...not that I can easily recall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Had a New Kids On the Block tape:&lt;/b&gt; No, thank you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Been on stage:&lt;/b&gt; Well, I've been in multiple plays/talent shows/auditions/presentations. So, yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Cut your hair:&lt;/b&gt; I had to cut my bangs one time because I could not stand them poking me in the eyes any longer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-----------------FAVORITES-------------&lt;br /&gt;* Shampoo:&lt;/b&gt; Herbal Essence, the one with mandarin and green tea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Color:&lt;/b&gt; Plum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Day/Night:&lt;/b&gt; Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Summer/Winter:&lt;/b&gt; Winter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Lace or satin:&lt;/b&gt; Lace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Cartoon Characters:&lt;/b&gt; Leela, the purple-haired cyclops from Futurama. Partially because my neighbors kid is going to be named Leela. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Food:&lt;/b&gt; Hmm...I really like Mexican food. But, I have a new infatuation with Sun Chips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Fave Movie:&lt;/b&gt; Sweeney Todd, no questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Fave Ice Cream:&lt;/b&gt; Bunny Tracks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Fave Subject:&lt;/b&gt; In school? English. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Fave Drink:&lt;/b&gt; The frozen lemonades you can only get at the fair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;------------------RIGHT NOW------------&lt;br /&gt;* Wearing:&lt;/b&gt; Nightie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Eating:&lt;/b&gt; Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Drinking:&lt;/b&gt; Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Thinking about:&lt;/b&gt; How much I love Jenny Lewis and her red hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Listening to:&lt;/b&gt; The Moneymaker - Rilo Kiley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Talking to:&lt;/b&gt; Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Watching:&lt;/b&gt; The Tom Cruise add on the side of the screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;---------IN THE LAST 24 HRS--------&lt;br /&gt;* Cried:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Worn a skirt:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Met someone new:&lt;/b&gt; Well, if you count the cabinet guys, yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Cleaned your room:&lt;/b&gt; I made my bed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Done laundry:&lt;/b&gt; Luckily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Drove a car:&lt;/b&gt; I have not 'driven' in a car in the past 24 hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;----DO YOU BELIEVE IN------&lt;br /&gt;* Yourself:&lt;/b&gt; A bit too much I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Friends:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. Just not best friends. I just don't like the idea of ranking people you enjoy hanging out with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Santa Claus:&lt;/b&gt; Of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Destiny/Fate:&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Angels:&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Ghosts:&lt;/b&gt; To an extent. Do I believe there are intelligent sects of energy, yes. Do I think that they are here to haunt you or hurt you in any way, no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* UFO's:&lt;/b&gt; I do believe in extraterrestrials, if that is what you're asking. But I don't think they are that advanced in technology or would prance around our solar system for the hell of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;------LOVE----------&lt;br /&gt;* Bf/gf:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Ever been in love:&lt;/b&gt; I believe so. It's always hard to tell when it's unrequited, though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Cheated on anyone:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Ever done a "drunken stupid mistake":&lt;/b&gt; No, but I've had my share of sober stupid mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Ever had a lesbian/gay experience: &lt;/b&gt;I don't think so. At least not a sudden revelation of homosexual enlightenment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-----TELL THE TRUTH!!-----------&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever:&lt;br /&gt;* Pay for sex:&lt;/b&gt; I honestly couldn't see a situation when I couldn't get it for free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Strip for money:&lt;/b&gt; Eh, probably not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Play strip poker:&lt;/b&gt; Nope. Can't play poker for my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Work in McDonalds:&lt;/b&gt; Sure, gotta work somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Lie:&lt;/b&gt; Not the first of the last. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Bitch about someone:&lt;/b&gt; Come on, who hasn't? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* What's the best feeling in the world:&lt;/b&gt; Having something you accomplished by appreciated by people, loving, and anything that accompanies Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have a Sweeney Todd question that needs urgent answering: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="for spoilers, dear."&gt;So, when Sweeney is about to kill Judge Turpin, he screams his name ('BENJAMIN BARKER!") before stabbing him a million times in a torrent of rage. All the while, Johanna, who was hiding in the crate would've heard this and recognized Sweeney as her father, right? Or, do you think that Judge Turpin would have never divulged the name of her parents to Johanna? The other scenario is that she does identify him but simply doesn't say anything about it because she is so afraid, but then there probably would have been some kind of dawning moment or expression of enlightenment, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" border="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Lemon Meringue Pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img width="100" height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/lemon-meringue-pie.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the perfect combo of sassy and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You always know how to brighten someone's mood, but you're not overly sappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you can be a bit too honest at times. And most people find that refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're always true to yourself, you keep things light. That's how people are able to stomach your slightly bitter outlook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who like you have well refined tastes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're complicated - and let's face it - a true enigma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy defying expectations, and there are many layers to your personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's not one easy way to define you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofpieareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Pie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go and take that quiz and tell me what you get, because it was pretty spot-on for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, at last, here is the link to my Nanowrimo user page: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/306920"&gt;http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/306920&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-08-02T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-03T01:44:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-03T15:32:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;The first five comments with a fandom, pairing or single character, and prompt will get a drabble/ficlet. If you ask for something it might be nice if you post this on your journal and offer five of either art or fic, too.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've asked a few of you for these, so I thought I might as well do my part and see if anyone wanted to take a shot. I'll do Harry Potter, Moulin Rouge, King Kong, or Sweeney Todd (Burton version). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll take more than five, just make sure to get the requests in before Monday!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-07-30T10:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-30T14:35:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-30T14:35:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ljembed" embedid=""&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="8" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="i stole this..."&gt;&lt;b&gt;List the Hogwarts Houses in order of which House you'd most likely be Sorted into (1 being most likely):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Hufflepuff. (They're good at making sandwiches!) &lt;br /&gt;2-Slytherin. (Because I unabashedly manipulative.) &lt;br /&gt;3-Gryffindor. (Because I'm extremely loyal and don't think before I act.)&lt;br /&gt;4-Ravenclaw. (Because my twin is a Ravenclaw.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;List 3 Characters You Think You'd Be Good Friends With:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-...Remus.  &lt;br /&gt;2-Sirius. (Hilarious.)&lt;br /&gt;3-Luna. (Ditzy and fun. She doesn't need what she believes in to be legitimized.)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;List 3 Characters You Think You'd Get into Catfights With:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;1-Cho. (Urgh. Slutty crybaby.)&lt;br /&gt;2-Probably Hermione at some point. (But we would come out of it as friends, of course.)&lt;br /&gt;3-Does Umbridge count? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;List 3 Characters You Think You'd Ask on a Date:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Remus. (He probably wouldn't&amp;nbsp; have the guts to ask me out at that age.)  &lt;br /&gt;2-Neville.&amp;nbsp; (He practices dance, is extremely considerate, and can kick ass.) &lt;br /&gt;3-George. (He's hilarious without being annoying like Fred.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;List 3 Characters You Think Would Ask YOU On a Date: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Sirius. (He'll probably get around to asking everything with tits at one point.) &lt;br /&gt;2-Cedric. (He's a Hufflepuff, too, so we'd definitely hit it off.) &lt;br /&gt;3-Neville. (He would probably attempt to ask me, but get red in the face, and run away.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;List 2 Classes You Think You'd Excel In:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- DADA. &lt;br /&gt;2- Potions. (Okay, potions are awesome.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;List 2 Classes You Think You'd Fail:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, I don't have a tendency to fail. But, Herbology if any. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do you think your Patronus form would take?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think a bear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What 'rare' ability (like Parseltongue, Animgus, or speaking Mermish) would you have?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Probably Parseltongue. My Great Great Grandfather spoke it too, I guess.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's in YOUR wand?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly, 11 inches, unicorn hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Winzengamot is Thinking of Exiling You From the Wizarding World. What's Your Defense?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no. I didn't do it! I was cat sitting for Ms.Figg!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In What Way Do You Think You'd NOT Fit In With the Wizarding World?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If Dumbledore's Army was Illegally Reformed But Necessary to Keep Hogwarts Safe, Would You Join?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Illegal Magical Object Would You Consider Most Useful?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Say You Were Sorted into Slytherin, and as a result, you began getting a bad rep for no reason. What do you say? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid prejudices. I'd just keep on going on as I was, honestly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Would you have participated in the Final Battle if given the option?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Dude, chance to be heroic!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who would you have dueled and won against?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Any advice to real wizards and witches out there from a Muggle perspective?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not quite sure we're the ones to be giving advice. Do they have any for us? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tag 6 People You'd Like to See Take This:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user='&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user='&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;lt;/b&amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user='&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user='&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyone who wants to attempt this, go ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-07-25T13:25:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-25T20:39:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-25T20:40:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Tagged by the wonderful &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='patriot_jackie' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://patriot-jackie.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://patriot-jackie.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;patriot_jackie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. The rules of the game get posted at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;2. Each player answers the questions about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of the post the player then tags 5 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves a comment, letting them know they got tagged and to ask them to play and read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starting time:&lt;/b&gt; 1:26. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Name:&lt;/b&gt; Sasha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sisters:&lt;/b&gt; Eva. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brothers:&lt;/b&gt; Lex. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Shoe size:&lt;/b&gt; 6 or 6 1/2. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Height:&lt;/b&gt; Much too short for my age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where do you live:&lt;/b&gt; In a house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite drinks:&lt;/b&gt; Tea, Grape Juice, Rootbeer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favourite breakfast:&lt;/b&gt; Eggs, bacon, toast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever been on a plane?:&lt;/b&gt; Far too many times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Swam in the ocean:&lt;/b&gt; Although I don't particularly like it, yes. There is something odd about not being able to see where you are stepping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fallen asleep at school:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken someone's heart&lt;/b&gt;: I doubt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fell off your chair&lt;/b&gt;: Enough times to worry me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call:&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saved e-mails&lt;/b&gt;: Yes, just passwords and verification e-mails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is your room like:&lt;/b&gt; Four cream walls, red bedspread, dark brown brocade curtains, lots of books, lots of CDs, lots of clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's right beside you:&lt;/b&gt; A lamp, a phone, and a yearbook. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What is the last thing you ate:&lt;/b&gt; A roll in dip sauce last night. This dip sauce is amazing. Olive oil + Balsamic Vinegar + Italian seasoning + Bread with some crusty parts = Yum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ever had chicken pox:&lt;/b&gt; Two time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sore throat:&lt;/b&gt; Just last week. Buut-sliding in the snow no longer feels like it was the best idea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stitches:&lt;/b&gt; No, not yet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Broken nose:&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight:&lt;/b&gt; No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Like picnics:&lt;/b&gt; Sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was/were the last person/people you danced with:&lt;/b&gt; Probably at the Gred &amp;amp; Forge concert a very long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Last made you smile:&lt;/b&gt; The article in the paper about Wrock. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You last yelled at:.&lt;/b&gt; Eva? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today did you:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talk to someone you like:&lt;/b&gt; Sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiss anyone:&lt;/b&gt; Howard, my cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get sick:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talk to an ex:&lt;/b&gt; No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Miss someone:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eat:&lt;/b&gt; A peach and some tortilla chips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Best feeling in the world:&lt;/b&gt; Accomplishing, loving, making a difference. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you sleep with stuffed animals:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What's under your bed&lt;/b&gt;:  Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who do you really hate:&lt;/b&gt; I don't really hate anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What time is it now?&lt;/b&gt; 4:16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Random:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Is there a person who is on your mind now:&lt;/b&gt; No one specifically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have any siblings:&lt;/b&gt; Two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you want children:&lt;/b&gt; One or two. Possible adoptions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you smile often:&lt;/b&gt; Not as regularly as most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you like your hand-writing:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are your toe nails painted:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. Although they are always painted a neutral color. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in:&lt;/b&gt;...*fangirl flail* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What color shirt are you wearing now:&lt;/b&gt; Baby blue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What were you doing at 7:00 p.m. yesterday:&lt;/b&gt;...This. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't wait till:&lt;/b&gt; school starts again! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you a friendly person:&lt;/b&gt; For the most part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you have any pets:&lt;/b&gt; Howard, cat, Rover, dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Where is the person you have feelings for right now?:&lt;/b&gt; No such person to speak of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Did the last person you held hands with mean anything to you now?:&lt;/b&gt; ....I can't remember. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you sleep with the TV on?:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you doing right now?:&lt;/b&gt; Memeage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever crawled through a window?:&lt;/b&gt; Yes. Long story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Can you handle the truth?:&lt;/b&gt; I prefer it to a lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you too forgiving?:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you closer to your mother or father?:&lt;/b&gt; Mum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who was the last person you cried in front of?:&lt;/b&gt;... My friend Aliesha, a very long time ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How many people can you say you've really loved?:&lt;/b&gt; Hmm...One. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you eat healthy?:&lt;/b&gt;I try to for the most part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do you still have pictures of you &amp;amp; your ex?:&lt;/b&gt; No. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you ever cried because of something someone said to you?:&lt;/b&gt; Not recently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you're having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to?:&lt;/b&gt; I'll mope around myself, then get online and tell anyone who will listen, in which case my beautiful f-list will most likely cheer me up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you loud or quiet most of the time?:&lt;/b&gt; Depends who I'm around. If I don't have anything to say, I'll be quite. If I do, I'm generally outspoken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are you confident?:&lt;/b&gt; Yes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 things I was doing 10 years ago:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. Going to kindergarten. &lt;br /&gt;2. Rolling around in my Barbie skates. &lt;br /&gt;3. Fighting with the twin. &lt;br /&gt;4. Breathing...&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things on my to-do list today:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Check LJ and try to get more people's Skype names. &lt;br /&gt;2. Sit and read some fic. &lt;br /&gt;3. Shower. &lt;br /&gt;4. Hand out Thank You bags. &lt;br /&gt;5. Stop being three hours behind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 snacks I enjoy:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. Cheese. Be it on crackers, in between bread, or in string form. &lt;br /&gt;2. Cool Ranch Doritos. &lt;br /&gt;3. Bread in Dip Sauce mentioned above. &lt;br /&gt;4. Granola bars, but not the over sugary Quaker ones. &lt;br /&gt;5. Salsa and Tortilla Chips. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 things I would do if I were a billionaire:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. College. &lt;br /&gt;2. House. &lt;br /&gt;3. Friend's college. &lt;br /&gt;4. Family. &lt;br /&gt;5. Donate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 of my bad habits:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. Sounding really bitchy in textual communication. (Sorry, guys.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Biting nails. &lt;br /&gt;3. Spending all day on the computer. &lt;br /&gt;4. Bursting into song at the least opportune moments.  &lt;br /&gt;5. Throwing clothes in random drawers instead of taking the time to sort it all out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;5 places I have lived in:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Arizona. &lt;br /&gt;2. Oregon. &lt;br /&gt;3. North Carolina. &lt;br /&gt;4. California. &lt;br /&gt;5. That's it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;5 jobs I've had:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1. Babysitter. &lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;br /&gt;5. That's really it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I taggeth: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ladybracknell' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ladybracknell.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://ladybracknell.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ladybracknell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='huffle_the_puff' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;huffle_the_puff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='cuban_sombrero' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cuban_sombrero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='godricgal' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://godricgal.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://godricgal.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;godricgal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='bonniedoll' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bonniedoll.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://bonniedoll.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bonniedoll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sasher_copy:18234</id>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-07-24T18:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-24T22:58:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-24T22:58:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Stolen from the delightful and lovely &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='huffle_the_puff' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;huffle_the_puff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One true pairing:&lt;/b&gt; Remus/Tonks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;One true threesome:&lt;/b&gt; Lily/Remus/Sirius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canon ship:&lt;/b&gt; Remus/Tonks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Not-quite-canon-but-should-be" ship:&lt;/b&gt; Neville/Luna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"If-this-happens-I'll-stab-my-eyes-out-w&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;ith-a-spork" ship:&lt;/b&gt; Pansy/Peter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You are one sick bastard!" ship:&lt;/b&gt; Luna/Peter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm one sick bastard" ship:&lt;/b&gt; Ginny/Sirius or Luna/Remus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;'I dabble a little' ship:&lt;/b&gt; Sweeney/Lovett. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's like a car crash:&lt;/b&gt; Bella/Voldie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tickles my fancy but I'm not sold:&lt;/b&gt; Sirius/Rosemerta.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Makes no canon sense but why the hell not:&lt;/b&gt; Draco/Hermione. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everyone else loves it but me:&lt;/b&gt; Harry/Ginny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;When all is said and done ship: &lt;/b&gt;Remus/Tonks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guilty pleasure ship:&lt;/b&gt; Ginny/Sirius and Lily/Remus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can't believe I read it and liked it:&lt;/b&gt; Tonks/Severus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite older/younger ship:&lt;/b&gt; Does Tonks/Remus count for this one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My first "I could never abandon you" ship:&lt;/b&gt; Remus/Tonks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Favorite never read ship:&lt;/b&gt; Lucius/Narcissa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fave pervyship:&lt;/b&gt; ...Luna/Remus.</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-07-20T19:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-20T23:53:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-20T23:53:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cubie signed up for Nanowrimo, which I'd heard of before but never really researched. Well, after all of about ten minutes of reviewing their site (&lt;a href="http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/whatisnano"&gt;http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/whatisnano&lt;/a&gt;) I was more than sure that I wanted to do it. I'm not sure if my enthusiasm will be able to withstand the time up until November and the month itself, but as of now, I'm super excited. And have a story outlined... sort of.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone else completed a Nano or has/is willing to sign-up this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Yay, Nanowrimo!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sasher_copy:17321</id>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-07-16T20:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-17T02:21:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-17T02:21:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">As some of you may know, recently a family friend of mine, Laura, was reported missing. Soon after her body was found washed up near a storm drain in an undeveloped suburb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The police have confirmed it as a homicide, after insisting it was a isolated incident up until the body was found. By what means she was murdered the police aren't releasing yet, although I would think it fairly obvious unless she was poisoned or suffocated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her husband, Brad, was later interviewed and after confessing to 'marital difficulties' the authorities began searching their home and Brad, along with his two young daughters, were relocated. Although the searching of the home is a fairly routine happening, the police are mentioning it every other sentence. It's almost blatant that they think the crime was committed in the house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though, to understand the rest of the story, I have to tell you another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="... continued."&gt;Promptly after we had decided to move to our current home, my father met Brad at the office and they became friends. When our stuff arrived in huge moving vans, Brad and a pregnant Laura thought they would help us unpack. Soon enough, every weekend we had plans to go over to their house or for them to come over to ours. My Mum and Laura had become especially close. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came winter and with the cold brought an alignment or festive evening parties. When Christmas Eve arrived, we were welcomed into their house, and it was the first time that I would encounter Gina, a blond with penciled-on eyebrows and a fake laugh. The laugh, now apparent to me, was not the only fake thing about Gina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To others I suspect Gina was the type of woman that seemed to be both fun to gossip with and trustworthy enough to swap secrets with. Although, to most who have been hurt by people of this type before, Gina would've seemed like the insecure person she is. I guess&amp;nbsp; Brad had never been hurt by someone of those standards.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure when it started, but whenever it had, Gina and Brad had successfully kick-started what would become a two year long game of adultery. All the while Gina was constantly at Laura's side. 'Keep your friends close and your enemies closer', she had said like a mantra to me at that very same Christmas party. Around the time Laura had given birth to Brad's second child John, Gina's husband, filed for a divorce.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When called to the stand, Brad was forced to tell the truth. Laura and Brad stayed together (although I'm not sure why), while Gina and John went through there divorce and fought for custody of their two very young sons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to my suspects:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Brad, for starters, could hardly be considered a mean man, a troubled man, or a selfish man. So when told about this scandal (Get this, from a friend of a friend whose marriage was also broken-up by Gina), I was just as surprised as I was disgusted. Just imagine being told that your mother was killed, murdered, by your father. Brad should hire a very skillful lawyer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Gina, I wouldn't put it past her. Although, her motives for killing Laura would generally be unclear to me. Apparently she can have any man she want, at any given moment so why would she go after Brad. Plus, them getting together after Laura death would&amp;nbsp; be quite suspicious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while, my family had been becoming more distanced from this social circle, for what is apparently good reason. That said, it's still hard to loose somebody that you were so close to for quite a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that her very young daughters can find comfort somehow. Laura was a beautiful woman, a generous mother, and a loyal wife- she in no way deserved what she got. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I changed all the names of the people generally to protect the case, because people outside that one social circle don't really know what happened at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-07-14T23:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-15T03:39:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-15T03:39:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Saturday I woke up at 4:00 AM  in San Jose, had breakfast at the Pike Place Market in Seattle, enjoyed lunch in downtown Vancouver, then fell asleep in Mt. Whistler. It was quite the eventful day. Unfortunately I have no pictures to show at the moment, I'll try and get some of those up within the next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I found out that one of our family friend has gone missing. She had gone out on a jog and never came back. Being so far away from home, it feels almost surreal, especially since there is nothing we can do except await the next news update. Although at this point, they aren't releasing anything remotely helpful or informative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just plain scary and I am hoping that her two young daughters and husband can find comfort and that she returns home safely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was watching something on Veoh and one of the commercials happened the be for Esurance. The main character struck me as someone familiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/sasher_copy/pic/00001cht/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/sasher_copy/pic/00001cht" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it hit me: It's obviously Tonks! I mean she is even a 'secret agent'. Equivalent to Auror? I think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also trying to deal with a stubborn LJ that refuses to show others my birthday... It's the 18th *drops hint*. I'm awaiting it but fearing it at the same time. Since when did growing older scare me?</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-07-08T17:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-08T21:56:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-08T21:56:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;Due to a completely unexpected and unforeseen happening I am in San Jose, California, where I used to live. Cool, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='patriot_jackie' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://patriot-jackie.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://patriot-jackie.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;patriot_jackie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, tagged me for this gem, so I must succumb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz &amp;amp; those who are tagged must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by. Continue this game by sending it to other people. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Googly Eyes."&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Which book would you like to jump into and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Although the answer may be fairly obvious, Harry Potter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. What do you do before bedtime?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much, if I'm not too tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. What will your dream wedding be like?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small but lavish at the same time. I don't want to have a lot of people but I want the people there to have a really great time. Definitely lots of sunflowers, a chocolate cake, and a geat white gown.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. What is the city of your dreams and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I wouldn't mind living in quite a few places but amongst them are Amsterdam, Vancouver, Portland, Seatlle, and around the London-ish area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. Are you an introvert or extrovert?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends majory on the settings and the people I'm around. I mean if I'm just at school of with some friends, I'm guite extroverted. But if, say, I vwas meeting the Queen, I'd probably end up being more introverted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. Which is more blessed, loving someone or being loved by someone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say being loved. Because I could love everyone on the planet and it wouldn't make the slightest difference to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. Do you trust easily?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, absolutely not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. If the person you secretly like is already attached, what would you do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The majority of my family having severe sunburn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you have a good body-image?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd say, so, yes. But if you were to compare it to others I know, I may not look so good in comparison.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. Is being tagged fun?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's bittersweet. If you are just relaxing, it's great. But, if you are busy it can get in the way.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. What websites do you visit daily?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJ, Yahoo, Myspace, Pandora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. What is your favorite item of clothing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hmm..It's a tie between this plum silkish shirt I got at Old Navy, My favorite pair of jeans, and my black Chucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. What kind of person do you think the person who tagged you is?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she is equal parts awesome and crazy. Wonderful, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. What’s the last song that got stuck in your head?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Song from Moulin Rouge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. Where would you most like to travel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;Around Europe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. What's better: to give or to receive?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the surprise of recieving, but giving is overall more rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;18. What's the first thing you notice in people?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes, hair, teeth, hands.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;That order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;19. Would you bungie jump from the Empire State Building for $10,000,000?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would do it for free. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;20: What were your parents going to name you if you'd been born the opposite gender?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They weren't gonna name me anything else. They knew that i was gonna be a girl and the twin was going to be male. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taggeth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='cuban_sombrero' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cuban_sombrero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='bonniedoll' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bonniedoll.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://bonniedoll.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bonniedoll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='hrymfaxe' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://hrymfaxe.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://hrymfaxe.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;hrymfaxe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='philotic_net' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://philotic-net.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://philotic-net.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;philotic_net&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ladybracknell' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ladybracknell.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://ladybracknell.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ladybracknell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='merryb87' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://merryb87.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://merryb87.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;merryb87&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='moonys_gal' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://moonys-gal.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://moonys-gal.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;moonys_gal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='drumher' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://drumher.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://drumher.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;drumher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-06-29T23:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-30T03:44:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-30T03:44:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm posting this from the great Canadian mountain of Whistler, on a sketchy (but very much needed) connection that hadn't become apparent up until fifteen minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope nobody is ticked at me for not commenting on their posts, I've been biting my nails off thinking about what I've been missing (which&amp;nbsp; seems to be quite a bit, taking a look at my f-page). Hopefully when the other people on this connection are done streaming their movie, I'll be able to take a closer look and comment on some of your new stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no pictures right now, as means to upload then where swiftly downed , it seems that the&amp;nbsp; movie-streaming process requires a lot more bandwidth (or something) than I had formerly expected. But, so far, it's going a little something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="where I don't think about my words before typing"&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Flight to Washington D.C., 1 hour layover. Flight to Dallas, TX, 3 hour layover. Flight to Vancouver, B.C. 14(ish) combined hours of flight and layover. Then we head over to my great-step-uncle-twice-removed's house to meet his wife and someone I'm supposedly related to named Dirk. Then we headed to the nearest hotel, passing many upon many Asian stores and restaurants along the way. This place is seriously 70% Asian,&amp;nbsp; so there are these really cool shops and markets everywhere. Unfortunately, the next morning when I actually had about an hour to look around, nothing opened until a time past that of which i had to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Driving up to the mountain, passing through downtown Vancouver. Get to the house. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday:&lt;br /&gt;Down to the Little Village, which IMO looks like Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley&amp;nbsp; have merged in some other mountainous dimension. It's great. Picnic on the creek. Walking through the parks. Eating at a brewery. Swimming at a lake where a bunch of people are renting kayaks and canoes and accidentally tipping and crashing them out in the middle of the lake. I suppose it's not that amusing to them, but to us on shore, it's rather entertaining. Home. Moulin Rouge. Sleeping upon a bed that feels akin to pavement.&amp;nbsp; I don't suppose whoever made that&amp;nbsp; considered that people would actually sleep on it (or try to, anyway) someday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;The Farmer's Market was great. They have a bunch of jewelry and knitted good tents. Also, a place that uses clothes that have been recycled and makes then into other garments, resulting in one of the cutest summer dresses i have ever seen. Swimming. Tank Girl, the movie with Naomi Watts. Puzzle. Pokemon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully next time (whenever that may be) I'll come baring pictures and make it a little more interesting. But, for now, I'm scared that this connection will drop at any moment.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-06-25T08:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-25T12:50:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-25T12:56:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;I wish an absolutely lovely Birthday to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='drumher' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://drumher.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://drumher.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;drumher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;I want details about your day, my friend. &lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;/font&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-06-24T09:57:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-24T14:21:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-24T14:22:00Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">Tagged by the lovely &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='ladybracknell' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://ladybracknell.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://ladybracknell.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;ladybracknell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The rules are easy, just post 10 things that recently made you happy! Then tag 10 people and force them to post this meme on their LJs. Because it is good. Everyone needs a little happiness once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="10.9.8.7.6.5.4.3.2.1."&gt;10. The Jack Johnson currently blasting through my lousy laptop speakers. &lt;br /&gt;9. The plum/pineapple soap I was able to snag off the clearance rack at The Body Shop, because now I smell like tropical bliss. &lt;br /&gt;8. Having just the right amount of soy milk in my coffee. I don't like much in my coffee so I always end up putting to much in it. &lt;br /&gt;7. My sunburn is finally diminished, except for my chest parts, which are slowly recovering. &lt;br /&gt;6. Leaving for Vancouver on Thursday. I love flying, it's fun and an interesting difference. Especially in the summer when I'm used to walking everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;5. Finding my Gameboy Color and attempting to scour the area for a Pokemon game compatible with the device. I'm not really into the trading cards or television shows, but the Pokemon games are so awesome. &lt;br /&gt;4. The fact that we've moved all the house plants into the Study so the person we've hired can water them all at once. It's like I'm typing in a jungle of domestic foliage. &lt;br /&gt;3. That my Ipod wasn't really broken, it just needed to be charged really really bad. &lt;br /&gt;2. My bangs are being nice. &lt;br /&gt;1. That I got tagged by Lady B and now I get to tag 10 of you lovelies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taggeth: &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='seer_of_spots' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://seer-of-spots.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://seer-of-spots.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;seer_of_spots&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='drumher' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://drumher.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://drumher.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;drumher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='bonniedoll' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bonniedoll.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://bonniedoll.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bonniedoll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='patriot_jackie' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://patriot-jackie.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://patriot-jackie.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;patriot_jackie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrstater' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrstater.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://mrstater.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrstater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='hrymfaxe' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://hrymfaxe.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://hrymfaxe.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;hrymfaxe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='godricgal' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://godricgal.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://godricgal.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;godricgal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='sspring92' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sspring92.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://sspring92.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sspring92&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='philotic_net' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://philotic-net.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://philotic-net.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;philotic_net&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='merryb87' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://merryb87.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://merryb87.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;merryb87&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-06-21T09:46:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-21T14:05:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-21T14:05:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Take a picture of your bag.&lt;br /&gt;2. Now dump everything out and neatly adjust them, and take a picture (no matter how embarrassing).&lt;br /&gt;3. Talk about the items inside. Detail.&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 6 people. ( don't tag the person that was already tagged).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h215/spoiledxxl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=memes003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h215/spoiledxxl/memes003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this bag. It's almost iconic amongst my peers. If I leave it at my locker (has happened enough times to worry me) then someone will bring it to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h215/spoiledxxl/?action=view&amp;amp;current=memes006-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h215/spoiledxxl/memes006-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A card informing me of how special I am. We did one of those pass-around things on the last day of school. &lt;br /&gt;2. My make-up bag. All I remember is that that bag was far to expensive for it's size. I bought it anyway. &lt;br /&gt;3. My organic face powder. It's not that I have sensitive skin as much as it's my tendency to be a health nut. &lt;br /&gt;4. A purple dinosaur eraser. &lt;br /&gt;5. My yearbook staff pass. I can't gain the heart to throw it out, even though we haven't had a actual yearbook meeting in months and schools out. &lt;br /&gt;6. Extra camera battery. &lt;br /&gt;7. Comb for times when unruly bangs need to be taught a lesson. &lt;br /&gt;8. Not my favorite pair of sunglasses. My Mum stole them. But, these'll do. &lt;br /&gt;9. A empty bag of Drooble's. No kidding. &lt;br /&gt;10. Various pens and pencils. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taggeth (assuming they haven't been tagged before me): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='cuban_sombrero' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cuban_sombrero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='bonniedoll' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://bonniedoll.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://bonniedoll.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;bonniedoll&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='seer_of_spots' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://seer-of-spots.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://seer-of-spots.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;seer_of_spots&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='huffle_the_puff' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://huffle-the-puff.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;huffle_the_puff&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='drumher' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://drumher.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://drumher.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;drumher&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='sspring92' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sspring92.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://sspring92.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sspring92&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-06-19T10:21:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-19T14:32:13Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-19T14:32:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ugh...sunburn. &lt;br /&gt;I loathe my pale burn-prone skin. I went to the lake with three of my friends on Wednesday and got quite red. Then I got on this morning and read &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='mrstater' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://mrstater.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://mrstater.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;mrstater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'s entry on Meta and laughed a little because of the common coloring of Remus, Tonks, and myself. Right now I'm just hoping that it will clear up without&amp;nbsp; suffering from lightheadedness or headaches, which can be signs of major dehydration. &lt;br /&gt;I walked to the Blockbuster with my twin last night and picked up Moulin Rouge, one of the best movies I've seen. Siriusly, it's up there with Sweeney Todd. &lt;br /&gt;It seems everyone on my f-list was born this month. I was oddly enough a summer baby also. Although I loathe summer (for reasons including the current skin condition stated above).&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;Off to get and icepack and finish my Nutella toast.</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-06-18T16:37:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-18T20:39:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-18T20:39:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='seer_of_spots' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://seer-of-spots.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://seer-of-spots.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;seer_of_spots&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Hope your birthday is wonderful! I'm glad I've gotten to know you. &lt;br /&gt;*Yay! Legal driving ages* &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-06-16T10:57:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-16T15:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-16T15:00:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;An extremely Happy Birthday to &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='cuban_sombrero' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-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://cuban-sombrero.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;cuban_sombrero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;You know I completely adore you, Kahlia. I hope you have a wonderful, fun, and memorable day. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sasher_copy @ 2008-06-11T19:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-11T23:13:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-11T23:14:29Z</updated>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="font-family:&amp;#39;Arial&amp;#39;;font-size:12px;background-image:url(&amp;#39;http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_bg.jpg&amp;#39;);background-repeat:no-repeat;"&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/index.php?trip=833" title="eSpin the Bottle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_ext_title.gif" alt="Behold... My Future" title="Behold... My Future" width="350" height="150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_crush.gif" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;I will marry &lt;b&gt;Remus Lupin &lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_city.gif" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_live_house.gif" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;After a wild honeymoon, We will settle down in &lt;b&gt;Amsterdam &lt;/b&gt; in our fabulous &lt;b&gt;House&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
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		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_kids.gif" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;We will have &lt;b&gt;0 kid(s)&lt;/b&gt; together.&lt;/td&gt;
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		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_car.gif" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_color.gif" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;Our family will zoom around in a &lt;b&gt;Yellow  Silver Volvo &lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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		&lt;td width="25"&gt; &lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="100" align="right"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_money.gif" width="50" height="50" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
		&lt;td width="193" style="padding-left:5px;padding-right:2px;"&gt;I will spend my days as a &lt;b&gt;Film Director &lt;/b&gt;, and live happily ever after.&lt;/td&gt;
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	&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="4" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.espin.com/mash-game.php?trip=833" title="whats your future"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.espin.com/images/mash/mash_what_yours.gif" alt="whats your future" width="163" height="33" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border="0" width="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bT*xJmx*PTEyMTMyMjU5MDk4NzImcHQ9MTIxMzIyNTkxMzcxNiZwPTExMDk5MSZkPU1hc2grR2FtZSZuPSZnPTE=.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;A Yellow/Silver Volvo? Sweet!</content>
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