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  <updated>2007-05-23T01:04:12Z</updated>
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    <title>climb_axed @ 2007-05-23T01:05:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-23T01:04:12Z</published>
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    <lj:music>gratitude, bjork</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Thought it would be a nice idea to lie in the sun today, and read Harry Potter.&amp;nbsp;Four hundred pages in, I go inside for some cough medicine and some water, and realise the backs of my legs are bright pink, as is my back, with awful bra strap tan (rather, burn) lines.&amp;nbsp;Work's good, got extra bar shifts this weekend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, speaking of this weekend, must find Gemma a nice house warming gift. I saw a nice teapot in the Golden Goose, but I don't think she'd ever use it. I thought of a art deco ash tray, but she doesn't smoke, and I'm not sure about her boyfriend, but then that'd be a present for him and not her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter is a lot better than I remember it, although Harry is a bit stupid. It's obviously not Voldemort possessing him, he is just linked to him because of the scar, something I thought was rectified in one of the earlier books. He is well harsh to Cho too, she just wanted a shoulder to cry on fer christs sake! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must sleep.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:climb_axed:967</id>
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    <title>climb_axed @ 2007-04-24T00:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-24T00:37:13Z</published>
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    <lj:music>weak, skunk anansie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Emily's tonight to finish six feet under. I don't think i have quite grasped that it has ended. (Note to self: stop getting so attached to fictional characters) We ate, as eighteen year olds do, Ben &amp;amp; Jerrys ice cream, and drank, as eighteen year olds do, Lambrini. My teeth are going to fall out in due course.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now struck by insomnia, due to, what i can only assume, is my bed time the last few days getting severly later, and my mornings turning into afternoons too quickly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It rained tonight as I walked home, for the first time in ages! Everything smelled so sweet, my feet got wet though, as well as my cigarette. Serves me right for smoking in the rain, I guess. But needs are needs.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I will abandon my real journal for that of one which others can read. I thrive for attention, obv.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things to do;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;* Hand my uniform back into Center Parcs&lt;br /&gt;* Not spend any more money&lt;br /&gt;* PHONE TAX OFFICE (it's been five months fergawdsakes)&lt;br /&gt;* Quit college (ditto)&lt;br /&gt;* Find a job&lt;br /&gt;* Send off Bath application form&lt;br /&gt;* Check out air hostess school&lt;br /&gt;* Register to vote&lt;br /&gt;* Visit Grandad&lt;br /&gt;* Book driving lessons&lt;br /&gt;* Lose weight&lt;br /&gt;* Don't wallow in ex-boyf land, or any other&amp;nbsp;land&amp;nbsp;come to think of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cats I have as my mood are adorable. Even though I tend to despise cats, this one is thinking about something. Why am I drawn to animals with human characteristics? Actually, why is everybody drawn to animals with human characteristics? I think it's alright when you know that they aren't real, but if I saw a cat outwardly thinking in the street, I would wonder, good god, what on earth is this cat thinking? Well? What do cats think about? Fish?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much sugary perry I think. 'Night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:climb_axed:546</id>
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    <title>climb_axed @ 2007-04-22T19:49:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-22T18:50:16Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-22T18:50:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>stanton warriors, who are the warriors</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dear April,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn into May soon please;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary</content>
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