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  <title>The Happy Starfish</title>
  <subtitle>Tales From A Stranded Hippy Pirate</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-12-12T21:47:10Z</updated>
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    <title>My Xmas Stocking</title>
    <published>2006-12-12T21:47:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-12T21:47:10Z</updated>
    <category term="xmas stocking"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="0" width="402"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="green" align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="white" face="Arial"&gt;Xmas Stocking&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="green"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="400"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://xmas.combatcards.net/images/top.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://xmas.combatcards.net/images/41/41023.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://xmas.combatcards.net/images/bottom.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="red" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white"&gt;leave a gift for Mangsy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="green" align="left"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white"&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://xmas.combatcards.net/addgift.php"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="user_uid" value="41023"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="system" value="1"&gt;your username: &lt;input type="text" name="username" maxlength="30" size="20"&gt;&lt;br&gt;your gift: &lt;input type="text" name="gift" maxlength="30" size="25"&gt; &lt;font size="1"&gt;(30 characters or less)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="green" align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="put gift in stocking"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="red" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://xmas.combatcards.net/createstocking.php?parent_uid=41023&amp;amp;system=1"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" color="white"&gt;get your stocking&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="red" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snoglondon.com" title="sponsor"&gt;&lt;img src="http://xmas.combatcards.net/images/sl.gif" border="0" alt="dating website" height="1" width="400"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>China's Pretty Pissed</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T11:16:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T11:16:03Z</updated>
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    <title>mangsy @ 2005-11-12T14:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-12T18:47:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-12T18:47:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>This Is A Call - Thousand Foot Krutch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I 

&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; because I'm too lazy to write anything else&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;your confessions:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I'm afraid of silence.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I am really ticklish.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x] I'm afraid of the dark&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I'm afriad of facing my back to open doors at night.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I am homosexual.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I believe in true love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I've run away from home&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I listen to political music.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I collect comic books.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I shut out others out when I'm sad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I open up to others easily.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I watch the news.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I own over 5 rap CDs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I own over 10 Rock CDs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I own something from Hot Topic.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I love Disney movies.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I am a sucker for green eyes. [oh yeah, you know it]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I don't kill bugs.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I curse regularly&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I have "x"s in my screen name&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I've slipped out a "lol" in a real conversation&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I love Spam.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I bake well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I have worn pajamas to class.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I have owned something from Abercrombie.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I have had or currently have a job.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I love Martha Stewart.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I like someone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I am self-conscious.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I love to laugh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I have tried alcohol&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I drink alcohol on a regular basis.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I have tried a cigarette.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I have smoked a pack in one day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I loved Go Ask Alice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] I have cough drops when I'm not sick&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I can't swallow pills.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I have many scars.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I've been out of this country.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I love chocolate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I bite my nails when i nervouse or bored&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[xxx ] I am comfortable with being me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] I play computer games when I'm bored.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Gotten lost in the city.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[xxx ] Seen a shooting star&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Had a serious surgery.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Gone out in public in your pajamas&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Have kissed a stranger.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Hugged a stranger.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been in a bloody fist fight with someone of the same sex.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been in a fist fight.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been arrested.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Laughed and had some type of beverage come out of your nose.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Made out in an elevator.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Swore at your parents.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Kicked a guy where it hurts.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Hit a guy where it hurts&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been skydiving.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been bungee jumping.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Gotten stitches.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Drank a whole gallon of milk in one hour.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Bitten someone&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Gotten the chicken pox&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Crashed into a car.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to Japan.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Ridden in a taxi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Shoplifted.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been fired.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Stole something from your job.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Gone on a blind date.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Had a crush on a teacher/coach.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been to Europe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Slept with a co-worker.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Been married.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Gotten divorced&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Saw someone/something dying.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Driven over 400 miles in one day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Been to Canada.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Been On A Plane.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] seen a Rocky Horror Piture Film&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Thrown up in a bar.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Eaten Sushi.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Been snowboarding. [attempted]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Been skiing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[x ] Been ice skating.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Cried in public.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ ] Walked purposely into traffic with your eyes closed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;[ x] Liked someone even though you knew you shouldn't have.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>More Random Blog Things</title>
    <published>2005-11-10T00:41:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-10T00:48:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFA5B2" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You're an Expert Kisser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/expert.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity&lt;br /&gt;You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off&lt;br /&gt;And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave&lt;br /&gt;When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEE9E9" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life is Like&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFAFA"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatjohncusackmovieareyouquiz/serendipity.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serendipity&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatjohncusackmovieareyouquiz/"&gt;What John Cusack movie are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;He Could Be More Than a Hookup&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/ishejustahookupquiz/could-be-more.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're not really sure what you want him to be.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you have fairly serious feelings for him.&lt;br /&gt;If you think there could be more, than go for it.&lt;br /&gt;(Just make sure he wants something more too!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/ishejustahookupquiz/"&gt;Is He Just a Hookup?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these ask about 'my guy.' I don't have a guy. Okay. Stop rubbing it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That first one catches me off guard. I...miss kissing.&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*</content>
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    <title>Quiz Me Too!</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T20:34:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T20:34:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;More Quizzes, Stolen from Paula&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;10 Firsts:&lt;br&gt;First Best Friend: Kelly Flinn&lt;br&gt;First Screen Name: greeny_k_rules&lt;br&gt;First Piercing: Ears&lt;br&gt;First Crush: Micheal. Off of Barney. When I was four.&lt;br&gt;First Music: Pop&lt;br&gt;First Car: The blue Toyota station wagon. I loved that thing.&lt;br&gt;First love: I've never been in love. I could name a time when I thought that I was, but that would just be awkward.&lt;br&gt;First stuffed animal: My Peter Rabbit bunny.&lt;br&gt;First Time Being Drunk: Never been drunk.&lt;br&gt;First Job: Babysitting&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9 Lasts:&lt;br&gt;Last Cigarette: I've never smoked&lt;br&gt;Last Alchoholic beverage: Hmm...not in awhile. It was wine, though.&lt;br&gt;Last Car Ride: Yesterday night on the way home from work.&lt;br&gt;Last Movie Seen in theatres: The Legend Of Zorro&lt;br&gt;Last Phone Call: A few minutes ago when I called work to say I wasn't coming.&lt;br&gt;Last Kiss: From Matt...but it was so long ago.&lt;br&gt;Last CD Played: CD? Don't remember. Last song? All Hail The HeartBreaker.&lt;br&gt;Last bubble bath: I don't take baths, only showers.&lt;br&gt;Last time you cried: Last week.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;8 Have You Evers:&lt;br&gt;Have You Ever Been Outside The Country: Nope&lt;br&gt;Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Friends?: No, but there was a time where I wish I did.&lt;br&gt;Have You Ever Been Arrested: Nope&lt;br&gt;Have You Ever Been on TV: I was in a movie too!&lt;br&gt;Have You Ever Kissed Someone and then Regretted it?: No. Really, no. All the times I've kissed and been kissed have been wonderful...until afterwards when I've missed it...so much.&lt;br&gt;Have You Ever had a Suggestive Dream About Someone?: *laughs* Yeah...&lt;br&gt;Have You Ever Lied to Someone: Yes. I'm a helluva good liar&lt;br&gt;Have You Ever Questioned Yourself: Every day, dear, every day.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7 foods you hate:&lt;br&gt;1. Scrambled Eggs&lt;br&gt;2. Black Licorice&lt;br&gt;3. NYF chilli&lt;br&gt;4. Anything from the Brookside caf minus the cinamon buns&lt;br&gt;5. Tofu&lt;br&gt;6. Veggie Dogs&lt;br&gt;7. Oranges with cake mix inside.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6 Things You've Done Today:&lt;br&gt;1. Woke up&lt;br&gt;2. Wished I had more hugs&lt;br&gt;3. Called in sick for work&lt;br&gt;4. Been uncomfortable in another religious debate. [It's like history all over again.]&lt;br&gt;5. Wished I could go to the HEAT meeting&lt;br&gt;6. Hated CALM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5 Things you ate/drank today:&lt;br&gt;1. Coffee&lt;br&gt;2. Some oranges&lt;br&gt;3. Reeses Pieces&lt;br&gt;4. Oh Henry Bar&lt;br&gt;5. Amy's fries&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;4 People You Can Tell [ALMOST] Anything to:&lt;br&gt;1. Candace-chan&lt;br&gt;2. Brody&lt;br&gt;3. Mary&lt;br&gt;4. Zach&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3 Choices:&lt;br&gt;1. Red or Black: Black&lt;br&gt;2. Hot or Cold: Hot&lt;br&gt;3. Sun or Rain: Sun&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;2 Things You Want to Do Before you die:&lt;br&gt;1. Write an amazing novel that will be read by everyone.&lt;br&gt;2. Fall in love&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1 thing you regret: &lt;br&gt;1. Loosing my first kiss to a guy that didn't mean that much to me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>mangsy @ 2005-11-08T20:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-09T00:49:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-09T00:49:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sandstorm</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Name 20 people you can think right off your head dont read the questions underneath 'til you think of those 20 people!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;People:&lt;br&gt;1. Janet&lt;br&gt;2. Mary&lt;br&gt;3. Laura-June&lt;br&gt;4. Zach&lt;br&gt;5. Kathryn&lt;br&gt;6. Matt LeBlanc &lt;br&gt;7. Kyla [WL]&lt;br&gt;8. Jessie-Anne&lt;br&gt;9. Sam&lt;br&gt;10. Kirk&lt;br&gt;11. Amy&lt;br&gt;12. Lisa&lt;br&gt;13. Kelly&lt;br&gt;14. Justin&lt;br&gt;15. Candace-chan&lt;br&gt;16. Brody&lt;br&gt;17. Leah&lt;br&gt;18. Ross&lt;br&gt;19. Scott&lt;br&gt;20. Caitlin&lt;br&gt;Now answer according to the names listed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;QUESTIONS:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;1. How did you meet 13? Dude. Dance at the Bay Landing when we were 4. I was a pretty princess and she was Barney. *sigh* Good memories&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;2. What would you do if you had never met 5? I’d be less one really awesome, tomboyish friend who I can tease and poke and steal foo from&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;3. what do you honestly think of 10? Kirk? Uh…annoying. Seriously needs to be neutered. You guys know what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;4. Would or did 19 and 8 date? They don’t even know each other. But I mean, Scott’s a crazy sax-playing-kind-of-stoner, and Jess is a tree hugging rugby player. Maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;5. Did you ever "like" 4? *glares* Well…you know, &lt;i&gt;obviously&lt;/i&gt;. Not anymore, though, thank you very much.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;6. Would 2 and 11 make a good couple? Mary and Amy? They’re both girls. Although…Amy…&lt;br&gt;"Who’s the little boy now, Zach!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Describe 7 in three words: insane, hot-jell-o loving, bunk buddy. Love ya Kyla!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;8. Do you think 12 is hot? *laughs* LMAO LISA!!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;9. Would 1 and 17 make a lovely couple? Why does this keep pairing up my girl friends. Janet and Leah would never ever date, that’s silly.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;10. Tell me something humiliating about 16? That’s terribly mean, I love Brody to death! But he does have a strange obsession with his book characters!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;11. Do you know any of 3's family members? Yup, mom, dad and sister Emily. Her parents are crazy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;12. What's 20's favorite color? Oh…I haven’t talked to Cait in the longest time…I think it’s blue.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;13. On a scale of 1-10, how cute is 14? This is a bad question. Although the laws of the survery’s command me to answer so. It depends on the day…usually a…um…8. Yes. *cowers*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;14. What would you do if 15 just confessed his/her love to you? What do you mean, &lt;i&gt;what if&lt;/i&gt;? Candace-chan loves me! Lol, I don’t know, I’d probably ask her how many coolers she had that night. ^_^&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;15. What language does 19 speak? Scott: English. But when he’s high, it’s quite different…&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;16. Who is 8 going out with? Jess? I don’t think she’s going out with anyone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;7. Would 18 and 10 make a good couple? *laughs so hard she cries* Ross is my really, &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; tall random high-five buddy and Kirk is the pervert of the stairwell. Never in a MILLION YEARS. The closest they’d get to a couple is if Kirk raped the poor boy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;18. What grade is 15 in? Candace-chan is in her second year of University at Brock.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;19. When was the last time you talked to 12? Awhile ago, actually. I think it was the other day in the stairwell when Amy made me and Zachary waltz…&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;20. What is 2's favorite band? Rolling Stones, Pink Floyd, etc. Anything from way back then. Such a bohemian.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;21. Does 9 have any siblings? Sam? I don’t think I’ve ever asked her.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;22. Would you ever date 6? Matt? This question makes me laugh in a ‘sarcastic way that isn’t really sarcastic, just me being weirded out’. Possibly. I think so.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;23. Would you ever date 1? Janet, darling. I told you. You can’t pay me enough.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;24. Is 11 single? Hell no. Amy dates Music. Du-uh&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;25. Would you ever want to be in a serious relationship with 3? Silly survey, tricks are for kids! This is Laura-June we’re talking about!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Haha, that was cool. Now I should go work on my NaNoNovel ^_^U&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>So happy</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T01:58:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T01:58:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Time Of Your Life - Greenday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Today has been amazing.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Not &lt;strong&gt;one &lt;/strong&gt;thing has gone wrong.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Woke up this morning. Mom drove me to school for second period because of my free.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They did Sax and Flute juries in band, so I went down to Starbucks and got a really, really good hot chocolate and worked out my new NaNo plot. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Walked back up to school. Had lunch with Kathryn and Evan.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sneaked off to LOST club.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kathryn: "You weren't in the bathroom! You went to LOST club, you dirty whore!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;On my way back, I overheard Lisa talking about musical parts, and I thought they might have put the list up.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Go over to the other stairwell in an attempt to drag Mary down to the band room to check.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She convinced me that it wasn't up because the last audition was yesterday night, so I don't go.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Go up to Toursim.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Amy: "So did you check the musical list?"&lt;br&gt;Me: "...Musical list?"&lt;br&gt;Amy: "Yeah, they put the list up."&lt;br&gt;Me: *stares* "Yeah...tell her I'll be back." *runs off*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So I look over it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I got &lt;strong&gt;chorus&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't even care, I'm just so happy and relieved that I got in. I'm just so brillantly happy to be able to start gushing over all the stuff we're going to do without looking like a bigger retard than if I gushed and didn't get in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Amy got Gavroche! It's a little boy part, but he dies in the end. And John Han is her father!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This year is going to be amazing! I think everyone from last year got in. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So me and Amy spend Tourism looking up Les Mis things.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Then we go to CALM, where we're working on our resumes.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm typing mine up according to the sheet that she gave us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Her: "Katie, you're doing a chronological resume, you're supposed to be doing a functional one. See where you put education, you should be putting skills and abilities."&lt;br&gt;Me: "...uh, I've used this resume before, and I have three jobs."&lt;br&gt;Her: "I'm sure that's great for Burger King job---"&lt;br&gt;Me: "They're definetly &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; Burger King jobs, thank you."&lt;br&gt;Her: "Yes, well, junior leve jobs..."&lt;br&gt;Me: *glowers*&lt;br&gt;Her: "Anyone here can write down that they've gone to school. You're trying to make yourself look better than the people here. Now I'm sure you &lt;em&gt;think&lt;/em&gt; you're better than the people here..."&lt;br&gt;Me: Uh-huh.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Pssh. Junior level jobs. I've been at the Center for three years, it took me years to get the certification to become a swim teacher, and the theatres...I mean...come on.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyways, so then I go home. I actually fell asleep on the bus. I thought we were on Carmela, but I opened my eyes and we were going up my hill. Whoa...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mom says we can take all four people tomorrow. YAY FOR MAD PARTAYZ IN KATIE'S VAN!!!!ONE!!!!ELEVEN!!!!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ohh...I'm just so hyper!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I learned how to play 'Time Of Your Life.' It actually sounds quite decent.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And Matt says he'll help me with the gui-tar on the weekend. ^_^&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tomorrow is going to be the greatest thing of all time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Peace!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Katie&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>Updated:</title>
    <published>2005-11-03T11:51:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-03T11:51:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dutch Courage - The Spill Canvas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; FONT-FAMILY: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-fareast-font-family: &amp;#39;Times New Roman&amp;#39;; mso-ansi-language: EN-CA; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Auditioning for musical &lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and actually getting in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2. Making it to tomorrow without messing anything up big time.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3. English projects&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;MONDAY.&lt;/strong&gt; Or, um, getting into musical. Again. [this seems to be a pressing matter...I think I'm more stressed out about this than I was before auditions.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;5. Physics in general.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;6. The weather on the weekend [if it rains, I will cry]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;7. My NaNoNovel and why my plot hates me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;8. &lt;strong&gt;MIDTERMS&lt;/strong&gt; *cries* I &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;/em&gt;parent-teachers.

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    <title>Breathe, just breathe</title>
    <published>2005-11-02T23:13:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-02T23:13:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Dreamed A Dream - Les Mis [in my head]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thank &lt;strong&gt;god&lt;/strong&gt; it's over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;*breathe, Katie, breathe*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think I did okay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I &lt;em&gt;hope&lt;/em&gt; I did okay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I hope &lt;em&gt;we&lt;/em&gt; did okay.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;They always say you did okay. But you don't know if they're saying that because it'd true or to make you feel better.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;* in and out, in and out *&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My hands were shaking so much. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;As was my voice, as it &lt;em&gt;always &lt;/em&gt;does when I sing in front of people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Or in stressful situations.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is why I don't sing in front of people if I don't need to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My stomach feels so weird right now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't know if I'm hungry, or if it's just left over nerves.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Makis was talking about how there's so many grade eleven newbs. I laughed, it's true.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So many teners too.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And John Primack is coming back to coach us.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is all more reason for me to be worried about getting in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Missing musical practices with John Primack is not something to be proud of.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;* breathe, just breathe *&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It went so fast...I don't even remember most of it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But it's over.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt; glad it's over&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And Monday can't come fast enough.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Katie&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;PS: Thank you Zach, I [obviously] couldn't have done it without you. &amp;lt;3!

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    <title>Survey'd</title>
    <published>2005-10-29T15:35:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-29T15:35:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Self-Conclusion - The Spill Canvas [ and myself ]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choose a band/artist that nobody else has chosen yet &amp;amp; answer ONLY using titles or lyrics of their songs:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp; The Spill Canvas&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Are you male or female: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;Fade in, start the scene / Enter beautiful girl / But things are not what they seem / As we stand at the edge of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe yourself&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;And to be completely honest / You're not like all the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do some people feel about you&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;In one fell swoop it became clear to me / that I despise you entirely / but the good news is I'm gonna keep you around / And so your lust is just convenient now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How do you feel about yourself&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;I was hoping I could tell you this with two feet on the ground / But I don't think I can talk, because I'm not very stable right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe your ex boyfriend / girlfriend&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;Yeah, we all flirt with the tiniest notion / Of self conclusion in one simplified motion / You see the trick is that you're never supposed to act on it / No matter how unbearable this misery gets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe current boyfriend / girlfriend / love interest &lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;Do I have to spell it out for you / or scream it in your face? / Oh, the chemistry between us could destroy this place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe where you want to be&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;With smiles on both our faces / We spit their faulty ammo to the ground / And remind them once again / With smiles on both our faces &lt;br&gt;We spit their faulty ammo to the ground / And remind them once again that you can't kill heroes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe how you live&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;I will sleep another day / I don't really need to anyway / What's the point when my dreams are infected / With words you used to say /&lt;br&gt;I will breathe in a moment / As long as I keep my distance / I wouldn't want to go messing anything up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Describe how you love&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;Yes, it's true / You've brainwashed me and now I'm more confused / I still somehow hope I end up with you / Yes, it's true / I romanticize every single thing I do / Especially when it comes to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What would you ask for if you had just one wish&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;Could somebody show me the kind of affection / That you only see in the movies, you know what I mean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Share a few words of wisdom&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;Heaven's not a place that you go when you die / It's that moment in life when you actually feel alive / So live for the moment / And take this advice, live by every word / Love is just a hoax so forget everything that you have heard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now say goodbye&lt;/strong&gt;:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Verdana"&gt;The curtains rising just like the ante / Here we go now, break a leg / No, I literally mean it this time around / I'm sick of you leading me on / I'm sick of you stringing me along, on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>Simplified Motion</title>
    <published>2005-10-29T03:33:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-29T03:33:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Self-Conclusion - The Spill Canvas</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I have a new love, and it's name is &lt;strong&gt;The Spill Catch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don't know what it is abot them....but their music is just so moving...and pretty [for lack of a better word.]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was listening to them in the background yesterday at the library and I just got chills listening to the last few verses of 'Self Conclusion'. Look:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;I would be lying if I said that things would never get rough&lt;br&gt;And all this cliche motivation, it could never be enough&lt;br&gt;I could stand here all night trying to convince you&lt;br&gt;But what good would that do?&lt;br&gt;My offer stands, and you must choose&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"All right, you win, but I only give you one night&lt;br&gt;To prove yourself to be better than my atttempt at flight&lt;br&gt;I swear to god if you hurt me I will leap&lt;br&gt;I will toss myself from these very cliffs&lt;br&gt;And you'll never see it coming"&lt;br&gt;"Settle, precious, I know what you're going through&lt;br&gt;Just ten minutes before you got here I was going to jump too"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yeah we all flirt with the tiniest notion&lt;br&gt;Of self conclusion in one simplified motion&lt;br&gt;You see the trick is that you're never supposed act on it&lt;br&gt;No matter how unbearable this misery gets&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was so proud of myself that I understood what it was talking about...soo good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Today has been very good. The better of my week. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Went to the library with Zach this morning. We figured out a dialogue and found him some songs. Played around on the computer for awhile [OMGWTFNINJA!!!]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Walked down to Lacewood. Zach left. Called up Kathryn. We went to see Zorro on a whim. It was a good movie. The little kid is my hero.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After the movies I ate supper upstairs. Talked with Justin. Apparently they fired Kendall because &lt;strong&gt;HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING. &lt;/strong&gt;This is good news.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Went downstairs. Got a new nametag from Greggo. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;There were six of us working. Me, Ryan, Krista, Kendra, Chris and Jeremy.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think Jeremy was on crack. That would explain a lot of things. He was so hyper around the customers. It was nuts.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kim: "And here's tonight's duties lis---&lt;strong&gt;JEREMY! STOP FEELING UP RYAN!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Kim: "All right! JEREMY! No more singing until 10:35!"&lt;br&gt;Jeremy: "But...what if it's 10:34?"&lt;br&gt;Kim: "NO! And there can't be anyone in the lobby. .... And NO ONE touch him."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Soo funny. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;right on&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;with my cash. SO HAPPY. I got an entire S.M.I.L.E tonight. Score one for Katie.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Working on one of those "Fill out this survey with these lyrics" that I got off of Candace-chan's blog. It's interesting.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Candace-chan, I found you! And yes, you can get drunk without me as long as you find a nice boyo. Mary seems convinced that I need to do this also. *shifty eyes*&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Going apple picking with HEAT [hopefully, if it doesn't rain] on Sunday. Should be a fun time. Speaking of HEAT, I should really try to work on that support letter that they need.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm off.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;~Katie&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;

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    <title>mangsy @ 2005-10-21T13:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-21T16:46:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-21T16:47:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Biomusicology - Ted Leo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Mmm....bored now. &lt;br /&gt;We have a sub in Tourism. I don't feel like doing anything. At all. &lt;br /&gt;Today has been...odd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waltzing was just awkward. Pssh, silly musical. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guh. I can't wait until musical. I swear, if I get in, first day...it's gonna be this big reunion with my camera, the Chigago CD and some Michelinas. All shall be well. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really feel like going to work tonight. It's always busy on Fridays, even though it was DEAD last night. Ray only gave us one card. ONE. And we were out by eleven. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend should be fun. Mary's wicked party. Then possibly conning someone into seeing a movie with me on Sunday after craft crawl. Happiness abounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This keyboard is really hard to type on, it's actually hurting my wrists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a free after this. So, that's like, 4-ish hours from my last class until I have to work. What am I supposed to do for four hours? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...I might go...*mutters something about stupid online space game*&lt;br /&gt;*cough*&lt;br /&gt;~Katie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Actually auditioning for musical and getting in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. HEAT events and booking work off for it without totally ruining my school week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. English Essay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Physics in general&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Winning the bet. [I'm working on it, I swear]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. NaNo? Not too sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Actually getting around to seeing people outside of the center.</content>
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    <title>mangsy @ 2005-10-20T07:09:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T10:21:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T10:21:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Moulin Rouge [again]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Today is going somewhat well. I actually had a decent sleep last night. Hee, with a much better dream than the one last night. With someone I haven't seen in awhile... ^_^ 15 more days!&lt;br /&gt;Garg. I don't want to go to work tonight. I feel kind of sick, and it's pretty cold [I slept in my sweater] And I have to work tomorrow to. -_- I don't know what I'm supposed to do for the 4-ish hours between my free and working. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Moulin Rouge is the sweetest movie. Their whole 'disguising love affair in a play' is brillant, and Christian is just so...guh. I wish I had a guy like that.&lt;br /&gt;This is turning into a really long post. Yay, it's like my MSN blogs. Maybe I'll just elaborate this and stick it on my MSN blog and be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Swoot.&lt;br /&gt;~Katie</content>
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    <title>Update'd</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T17:40:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T17:40:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Me and Mia - Ted Leo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Updated Stress List:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;Physics test on Thursday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Waltz Lessons on Friday for musical.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finding a partner for waltz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Finding a date to try out for musical. [All days except for this Monday and Halloween]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Actually auditioning for musical and getting in&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; HEAT events and booking work off for it without totally ruining my school week.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; English Essay&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Physics in general&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Winning the bet. [I'm working on it, I swear]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. &lt;/strong&gt;NaNo? Not too sure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. &lt;/strong&gt;Actually getting around to seeing people outside of the center.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'm getting rid of things! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>CALM</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T14:11:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T14:11:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Did I mention how much I hate CALM? I spent the entire hour playing that LOST game on ABC [omgwtfBOAR!!!!!one!!!!eleven!!!!]. And wishing I had food. And...wishing I wasn't here. I pretty much killed that stupid portfolio that's due tomorrow. Screw goal planning, it's FINISHED.&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out in the music room at lunch. Then getting Mary's present after school. I'm gonna buy a white pillow case and we shall all discreetly sign it behind her back tomorrow. Swootness.&lt;br /&gt;Moulin Rouge is the funniest thing ever. It's like Obi Wan singing. Soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you for curing me of my terrible obsession with love!"&lt;br /&gt;But yup. CALM sucks. Tourism sucks. I want to go to english, and watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;I need some food.&lt;br /&gt;~Katie</content>
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    <title>&amp;gt;.&amp;gt;</title>
    <published>2005-10-19T10:02:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-19T10:02:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Moulin Rouge [now THAT would be a good musical to do.]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So there's this reoccuring dream I keep having, where my parents are divorced and my dad is making me move away from my friends and everything I love so I can go to JL. It's really...not a good dream. And I had it last night, resulting in little to no sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still worried about musical. I'd do it on Halloween, but I don't have a drive home. Even if I got her to put auditions for another day, I still have swim afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...I dunno. I'm going to hang out in the band room at lunch, see if I can find anything out. I'm still pissed there was a musical meeting at lunch yesterday and no one told me. That's the last time I leave third period before announcements. -_-&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;*drinks coffee*&lt;br /&gt;~Katie</content>
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    <title>Stress List</title>
    <published>2005-10-18T23:22:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-18T23:22:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Lists. I can do lists. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;/strong&gt;Physics test on Thursday&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Waltz Lessons on Friday for musical.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Finding a partner for waltz&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Finding a date to try out for musical. [All days except for this Monday and Halloween]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Actually auditioning for musical and getting in&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; HEAT events and booking work off for it without totally ruining my school week.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; English Essay&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8.&lt;/strong&gt; Physics in general&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Winning the bet. [I'm working on it, I swear]&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. &lt;/strong&gt;NaNo? Not too sure&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. &lt;/strong&gt;Actually getting around to seeing people outside of the center.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I'll...add more later. Right now, I'm going to go curl up in my bed and cry. *sighs*&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>TAG!</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T17:06:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T17:06:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Can't Stop - Red Hot Chili Peppers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Bah, I'm in CALM. This class has no meaning. I hate it. With a fiery burning passion...of doom. And...other bad things. If I wasn't falling asleep in Tourism, I sure feel like it now. Eff...&lt;br /&gt;Zach, stop leaving messages on here when you're in Electrotech. This is why you're failing. And I'm not a butthead. And come up with better names. Loser&lt;br /&gt;And gosh darn, no 28th? Guess I'll just have to hang out with my super cool camp friends ^_^ Kidding, kidding.&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's true, my MSN blog trumps all. As does my dragon. I think I'll have to give this journal a pirate picture...or something. Yes.&lt;br /&gt;But now I must do other important things. Like...read Greys Anatomy fanfiction. I mean, Izzy and Alex? Did she kiss him?&lt;br /&gt;Peace out&lt;br /&gt;~Katie</content>
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    <title>I miss my blog...</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T10:24:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T10:24:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>All You Wanted - Michelle Branch</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So...this is pretty much a test post. &lt;br /&gt;I thought since I'm changing my email, I won't be able to display my beautiful MSN blog *sniff* on my card thing on MSN. So...uhh, yeah, LiveJournal it is.</content>
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