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  <title>La casa del Dave</title>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-05-27T23:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-28T03:03:49Z</published>
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    <content type="html">If I'm ever talking to you on the phone and I say I'm in the driveway, tell me to get the hell inside.  Brown Bear Court has gone downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this will be the last entry for a couple days/weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-05-25T18:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-25T22:24:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-26T12:23:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh my! Angstiness prevails today!  :-/... :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;Screw Blockbuster for denying me my movie day...&lt;br /&gt;Music Theory?&lt;br /&gt;Props at Heather for a lovely little shindig (times 2)&lt;br /&gt;LEGO Star Wars is just plain and simply amazing&lt;br /&gt;All animals hate me&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of animals, would everyone quit running them over? Seriously, I saw about 3 unfortunate animals in the road on 434 between Vistawilla and Parkstone/Winding Hollow&lt;br /&gt;GET OFF ME!&lt;br /&gt;Chorus boy in Pirates of Penzance? We'll see...&lt;br /&gt;Overuse of the ellipses... I think so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT 2: More thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;Peanut butter + Jelly + Waffles = money&lt;br /&gt;I hate school zones&lt;br /&gt;I heard this reggae song on Mix 105.1 that was a masterpiece...&lt;br /&gt;I want my boxes to arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>Update</title>
    <published>2005-05-11T18:18:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-11T19:09:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Things stepped a notch down, so life is no longer "beautiful".  I think "pretty good looking" would be accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ambiguous statement about what I was alluding to before) I'm off in left field wondering whats going on with "things" (End of ambiguous statement about what I was alluding to before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, something to say... Umm, Chorus concert was very good.  It kinda makes me want to join Chorus next year for jollies.  Perhaps if the AP Comp Sci/AP Music Theory thing clashes badly.  Band concert tomorrow night.  A few banquets after that.  I almost got left out of the Honor Roll thing today because Coach Katz didn't have the invitations for us, but it all worked out in the end.  No hard feeliings though, I still love him.  If I become a teacher, I would want to be exactly like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me see if I can dig up some stupid survey to put on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Found a survey &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST PERSON WHO...&lt;br /&gt;x. Slept in your bed: I think my dad used my bed when I was off at the peach bowl&lt;br /&gt;x. Saw you cry: Can't remember, it was many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;x. Made you cry: A special girl&lt;br /&gt;x. Spent the night with: Assuming you mean the entire night, then I would have to say Tonner at the Peach Bowl&lt;br /&gt;x. You shared a drink with: I'm not a big drink sharer... I've used team water bottles before :-/&lt;br /&gt;x. You went to the movies with: Heather or B. Lee&lt;br /&gt;x. You went to the mall with: My Dad&lt;br /&gt;x. Yelled at you: Mom&lt;br /&gt;x. Sent you an email: The Sax/Clarinet teacher&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Removed because I don't talk about that stuff, it is not gentlemanly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER...&lt;br /&gt;x. Said "I Love You" and meant it: Yes&lt;br /&gt;x. Gotten in a fight with your pet: I wish I had a pet to fight with... :(&lt;br /&gt;x. Been to New York: Nope&lt;br /&gt;x. Florida: I live in Florida&lt;br /&gt;x. California: Nope, but I think it would be tight&lt;br /&gt;x. Hawaii: No, but that's also on the to do list.&lt;br /&gt;x. Mexico: Nope&lt;br /&gt;x. China: Nope&lt;br /&gt;x. Canada: Nope&lt;br /&gt;x. Danced naked: Nope&lt;br /&gt;x. Dreamed something really crazy and then it happened the next day: Too often&lt;br /&gt;x. Wish you were the opposite sex: It'd be nice to see what all the complaining is about&lt;br /&gt;x. Had an imaginary friend: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANDOM&lt;br /&gt;x. Red or blue: Blue&lt;br /&gt;x. Spring or Fall: Fall, Homecoming, Band, Fall Ball all sorts of great things&lt;br /&gt;x. Are you bored: A bit&lt;br /&gt;x. Last noise you heard: Phantom of typing&lt;br /&gt;x. Last time you went out of the state: December for Peach Bowl&lt;br /&gt;x. Things you like in a girl/guy: Sense of humour, compassion, the beautiful eyes, that kind of stuff. &lt;br /&gt;x. Do you have a crush on someone: Yes&lt;br /&gt;x. What book are you reading now: I don't read all that often&lt;br /&gt;x. Worst feeling in the world: Knowing you screwed up something and now you're paying for it&lt;br /&gt;x. What is the first thing you think when you wake up: *Curley voice* Oh what a beautiful morning... oh what a beautiful day, I got a beautiful feeling, everything's going my way (Haha... not quite)&lt;br /&gt;x. How many rings before you answer: As many as it takes for me to get to the phone&lt;br /&gt;x. Future daughter's name: Kathyrine, but I'd probably let the Mrs. pick.&lt;br /&gt;x. Future son's name: Andrew, because all the Andrew's I've known have been the tightest guys ever.  Although, I think I may defer to the Mrs. again&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you sleep with a stuffed animal: Not anymore, I got too big (physically)&lt;br /&gt;x. If you could have any job you wanted, what would it be: Doing something that I can make people happy every day, be it a stand up comedian, suit salesman, who cares.  I just want to make people happy.&lt;br /&gt;x. Are you a lefty, righty or ambidextrous: Right&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you type with your fingers on the right keys: Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;x. What's under your bed: A Tenor sax case&lt;br /&gt;x. Favorite sport to watch: Lacrosse or football.&lt;br /&gt;x. Current Age: 17&lt;br /&gt;x. Siblings: 1&lt;br /&gt;x. Location: Winter Springs&lt;br /&gt;x. College plans: St. Leo's, UCF, or FSU&lt;br /&gt;x. Piercings: No&lt;br /&gt;x. Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Not currently, but I think I may try to buckle down soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXTRA STUFF&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you do drugs: No&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you drink: Spiked punch doesn't count&lt;br /&gt;x. Who is your best friend: Rebecca or Kyle&lt;br /&gt;x. What kind of shampoo and conditioner do you use: Pantene I think...&lt;br /&gt;x. What are you most scared of: Hurting people that I care about&lt;br /&gt;x. What clothes do you sleep in: Athletic shorts and a t-shirt&lt;br /&gt;x. Who is the last person who called you: Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;x. Where do you want to get married: Wherever the Mrs. wants to.  I do like traditional though&lt;br /&gt;x. Who do you really hate: I can think of a few&lt;br /&gt;x. Favorite number: 1&lt;br /&gt;x. Been in Love: I don't know, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;x. What type automobile do you drive: '99 Honda Accord&lt;br /&gt;x. Are you timely or always late: Early&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you have a job: Sort of, I start at the Country Club soon&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you like being around people: Yes, usually, I have been known to want a bit of "me" time though&lt;br /&gt;x. Best feeling in the world: Feeling like everything is going your way&lt;br /&gt;x. Are you for world peace: I doubt it will happen, but it would be cool.&lt;br /&gt;x. Are you a health freak: Pretty much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUFF&lt;br /&gt;x. Have you ever loved someone you had no chance with: Yes &lt;br /&gt;x. Have you ever cried over something someone of the opposite sex did: Once&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you have a "type" of person you always go after: Nice, down to Earth girls who are smart&lt;br /&gt;x. Want someone you don't have right now: Yes&lt;br /&gt;x. Are you lonely right now: A tad&lt;br /&gt;x. Ever afraid you'll never get married: Not especially&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you want to get married: Yes, eventually&lt;br /&gt;x. Do you want kids: The jury is still out on that one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAVORITE&lt;br /&gt;x. Room in house: Dining room&lt;br /&gt;x. Type(s) of music: Broadway musicals or jazz&lt;br /&gt;x. Band: I'm not really into a band, but I do kinda like Maroon 5, but not for extended periods of time&lt;br /&gt;x. Memory: Snagging that last save in the Bishop Moore game.  Or a certain night at my friend's Chinese restaurant&lt;br /&gt;x. Day of the week: Friday.&lt;br /&gt;x. Color: Blue and purple&lt;br /&gt;x. Perfume or cologne: Clean?&lt;br /&gt;x. Month: October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN THE LAST 48 HOURS, HAVE YOU...&lt;br /&gt;x. Cried: No&lt;br /&gt;x. Bought something: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;x. Gotten sick: No.&lt;br /&gt;x. Sang: Yes&lt;br /&gt;x. Said "I Love You": No.&lt;br /&gt;x. Wanted to tell someone you loved them: Err, sorta&lt;br /&gt;x. Met someone new: Sorta.&lt;br /&gt;x. Moved on: Nope&lt;br /&gt;x. Talked to someone: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;x. Missed someone: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;x. Hugged someone: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;x. Kissed someone: No.&lt;br /&gt;x. Fought with your parents: Not really&lt;br /&gt;x. Dreamt about someone you can't be with: Maybe 72 hours ago...&lt;br /&gt;x. Had a lot of sleep: No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Assuming this is ever)&lt;br /&gt;(_) been drunk&lt;br /&gt;(_) smoked pot&lt;br /&gt;(_) crashed a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;(_) been to japan&lt;br /&gt;(x) ridden in a taxi&lt;br /&gt;(_) had anal sex&lt;br /&gt;(_) been in love&lt;br /&gt;(_) had sex in public&lt;br /&gt;(x) been dumped&lt;br /&gt;(_) shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;(_) been fired&lt;br /&gt;(_) been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;(_) had a threesome&lt;br /&gt;(_) snuck out of my parent's house&lt;br /&gt;(_) been tied up (I'm assuming this doesn't involve my schedule)&lt;br /&gt;(_) been caught masturbating&lt;br /&gt;(x) pissed on myself    (who hasn't?)&lt;br /&gt;(_) had sex with a member of the same sex&lt;br /&gt;(_) been arrested&lt;br /&gt;(_) made out with a stranger&lt;br /&gt;(_) stole something from my job&lt;br /&gt;(_) celebrated new years in time square&lt;br /&gt;(_) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(x) lied to a friend    (sorta)&lt;br /&gt;(_) had a crush on a teacher&lt;br /&gt;(_) celebrated mardi-gras in new orleans&lt;br /&gt;(_) been to europe&lt;br /&gt;(_) skipped school&lt;br /&gt;(_) slept with a co-worker&lt;br /&gt;(_) cut myself on purpose&lt;br /&gt;(_) had sex at the office&lt;br /&gt;(_) been married&lt;br /&gt;(_) gotten divorced&lt;br /&gt;(_) had children&lt;br /&gt;(_) stripped at a party&lt;br /&gt;(_) literally crawled to your house drunk, even if just from across the street&lt;br /&gt;(_) jumped off a bridge&lt;br /&gt;(_) gone surfing&lt;br /&gt;(_) had a mullet&lt;br /&gt;(x) peed in public      (in the woods?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I'm boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers for now,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-05-08T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-09T00:04:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-09T00:04:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Life is beautiful! *stands on chairs in jubilation*"&lt;br /&gt;-Roberto Benigni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>Ripped off of everyone (new picture by the way)</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T02:32:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T02:33:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Evita</lj:music>
    <content type="html">10 years ago..&lt;br /&gt;1. I felt big for being able to read better than everyone else&lt;br /&gt;2. I played soccer&lt;br /&gt;3. I was mad at the female population in general for a little incident in 1st grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;1. I was a really awkward kid&lt;br /&gt;2. I sucked at saxophone&lt;br /&gt;3. Come to think of it, I sucked at everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;1. I just finished my first lacrosse season&lt;br /&gt;2. I was named Operations officer&lt;br /&gt;3. I still sucked at everything, except lacrosse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year...&lt;br /&gt;1. I got my heart ripped out, stepped on, and otherwise desecrated for the first time&lt;br /&gt;2. My life changed, I started hanging out with different people, I stopped applying myself fully to everything, except lacrosse&lt;br /&gt;3. I went to hell and back at the OSC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday&lt;br /&gt;1. I was truly moved by the tragic story of Eponine in Les Mis&lt;br /&gt;2. I put on my wonderful suit for the first time in 5 months&lt;br /&gt;3. I accomplished nothing in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;1. I accomplished nothing in school&lt;br /&gt;2. I played with LEGO's&lt;br /&gt;3. Felt really bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;1. Rebecca leaves :(&lt;br /&gt;2. Chillin' with B. Lee&lt;br /&gt;3. TBD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days from now...&lt;br /&gt;1. Mother's Day&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll probably play catch outside with my dad&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll probably catch up on some shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three snacks I enjoy:&lt;br /&gt;1. Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;2. Waffles&lt;br /&gt;3. Bacon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I can't live without:&lt;br /&gt;1. Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;2. A reason to wake up in the morning&lt;br /&gt;3. A way to communicate with my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I would buy with $1,000:&lt;br /&gt;1. Ping Pong Table&lt;br /&gt;2. A Hamburger&lt;br /&gt;3. Charity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three bad habits I have:&lt;br /&gt;1. Being hesitant of commitment&lt;br /&gt;2. Lack of patience&lt;br /&gt;3. Hubris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three shows I love:&lt;br /&gt;1. Best Week Ever&lt;br /&gt;2. I love the 70's/80's/90's&lt;br /&gt;3. History Channel biographies of Einstein ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things that scare you:&lt;br /&gt;1. Hurting people I care about&lt;br /&gt;2. Public humiliation&lt;br /&gt;3. Genitalia trauma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you are wearing right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Keeth Cougars shirt&lt;br /&gt;2. Grey UnderArmour shorts&lt;br /&gt;3. Boxers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things you want to do really badly right now:&lt;br /&gt;1. Be done with school&lt;br /&gt;2. Start work&lt;br /&gt;3. See that "someone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three places you want to go on vacation:&lt;br /&gt;1. England/U.K.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;3. Key West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got bored so there you are, a survey.  Let me know if I spelled desecrated correctly.  &lt;br /&gt;Les Mis at Bob Carr was great.  AP Exams were pleasant.  Neither one was excruciatingly tough.  Does anyone know when the results for the band elections get posted? Erin? Dave? Would the day after whenever section leader interviews are be a good guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>Pictures!</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T19:54:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-29T19:54:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My dad found the Bishop Moore photographer's website and sent me the pictures of me.  I also through in a few cool ones of my mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit in the rib cage by Mr. vonKamecke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_7389.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of focus picture of me and Hags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_7338.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the game double team, then rushing back to cover the goal with Ryan Harvey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_7003.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked this one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_6998.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sky eating this kid alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_6997.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one missed the goal by a healthy 6 ft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_6971.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Defense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_6961.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done dirty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_6955.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done even dirtier...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_6954.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful check by Ryan Harvey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_6926.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kicksave... oh sit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_6925.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defensive pow-wow during the stick check.  I'm behind Hagel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_7474.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunadunna dunadunna dunadunna KOSTRAB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_7424.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nasty picture of Hags&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/IMG_7405.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Disappointed.</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T01:55:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-29T01:55:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, my lacrosse season is over after a very disappointing 7-8 loss to Bishop Moore.  Now that I have free time, I don't have the slightest idea what to do with myself.  I called the country club to inform them that I am available now since lacrosse is done, but I'm not sure if they got the message.  In other news today, I had one of those days where you feel invisible.  I'm kinda looking forward to AP Exam's next week.  Two free afternoons :)  I'm contemplating going to the talent show tomorrow night.  Anyone really want to go?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The length of this entry really fits with the theme of disappointment.  I was hoping for something remotely thoughtful, with maybe a half of an ounce of pensive... sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-04-19T22:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-20T02:01:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-20T02:01:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Fetch my fucitol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, meh.  I was a bit disappointed in the amount of people who responded to my last entry.  No problem though, it was pretty stupid anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davelax691:15544</id>
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    <title>Yay, ripping off a cliche myspace thing from Lauren's LJ</title>
    <published>2005-04-17T02:47:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-17T22:46:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ask me ANY 7 questions no matter how personal, inappropriate or random. I promise to answer the questions 100% truthfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I don't want my question thingy to fall down a post, so I'm going to edit in my day here.  I mowed the lawn, had some time to myself when my parents went down to Ticketmaster to pick up the tickets for Les Mis (Bob Carr). Unfortunately, my grande scheme was foiled at Les Mis(WSHS) today.  Oh well.  I have to send my congratulations all those involved with Les Mis.  It was an incredibly well done production.  *Claps*  Now I finally get to see my drama/chorus friends again, and back to there old selves, no longer stressed out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT2: I will be accepting phone calls on my cell tonight if you want to talk... It would make me happy and maybe put me in a better mood for tomorrow... especially if I haven't really talked to you in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Cheers for choppy poorly written sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-04-10T17:13:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-10T21:22:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-10T21:22:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*Deep breath* BLAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to Jess for hosting the shindig last night.  Today, I took my pre-employment drug test and finished up some paperwork and got everything turned in this morning.  The porn IM's have yet to cease.  They have slowed down a bit, but I'm still getting a couple a day.  Maybe in a couple days I'll redo my math equation style entry thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-04-08T19:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-08T23:00:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-08T23:00:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sorry Heather, Alex and Nicole... For some reason my away message keeps getting taken down without me knowing :-/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also... who gave my screenname to a porn IM service? I've gotten 3 sexually related IM's in the past 3 hours.</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-04-04T18:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-04T22:53:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-04T22:53:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Meh.  Insert famous Dicken's quote here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Dave = not a bad gig.  Time consuming but rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lifeguard Dave = still waiting for a call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacrosse Dave = tired but ready for some big games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academic Dave = scared about AP English Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Clarinet on Steroids Dave = bored and not looking forward to state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regular old Dave = misses his friends in Drama because they are so busy now :(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wing eating Dave = feels tiny and unmasculine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taco eating Dave = feels ginormous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vice President Dave = hoping to not let Tri-M get so rediculous next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal life Dave = frustrated and off in left field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for math.  Pardon the fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davelax691:14440</id>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-03-28T18:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-28T23:52:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-29T00:44:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My analysis of Heather's 31 wing eating escapade last monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/g1.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the difference in wing size, as well as the amount of meat still on the bone, I propose that her title of Wing Eating Beast be revoked until the feat is repeated in a controlled setting (Froggers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The theme recently has been for life to completely screw over Dave when he tries to do something nice.  Third time in 4 days tonight. I just wanted to do something nice... but we can't have that.  Bleagh.  God forbid I get a little good Karma my way.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-03-26T15:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-26T20:34:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-26T20:34:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Creds to Kyle for letting me rip off a cliche LJ survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name: David "Dave Thomas" Thomas&lt;br /&gt;Birthday: October 21, 1987&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Winter Park, FL&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: Winter Springs, FL&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: Blue&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;Height: 5'10&lt;br /&gt;Right Handed or Left Handed: Right&lt;br /&gt;Your Heritage: Irish, Welsh, English, and everything else in Northern Europe&lt;br /&gt;The Shoes You Wore Today: Adidas sandals&lt;br /&gt;Your Weakness: Patience, not listening to the right head&lt;br /&gt;Your Fears: Hurting the people I care about&lt;br /&gt;Your Perfect Pizza: Meat lovers&lt;br /&gt;Goal You Would Like To Achieve This Year: Get a job (check), Be myself (almost check), Work on my save percentage and G.A.A. (W.I.P.)&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Overused Phrase On an instant messenger: argh&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts First Waking Up: ****&lt;br /&gt;Your Best Physical Feature: Athletic physique? Although I've been told my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Your Bedtime: Around 10:30ish on school nights&lt;br /&gt;Your Most Missed Memory: Playing football in P.E. in 4th grade&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or Coke: Pepsi because of Mountain Dew&lt;br /&gt;MacDonalds or Burger King: I don't eat crap&lt;br /&gt;Single or Group Dates: Mono y mono all the way&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Whatever is in the vending machine&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or Vanilla: Chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or Coffee: I don't drink coffee enough to form an opinion on that one&lt;br /&gt;Do you Swear: I blame weightlifting, Operations, and Lacrosse&lt;br /&gt;Do you Sing: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you Shower Daily: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Have you Been in Love: I would suspect not&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to go to College: Yes&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to get Married: Probably, I'll have to find the right girl first though&lt;br /&gt;Do you belive in yourself: Yes, I am very confident with myself&lt;br /&gt;Do you get Motion Sickness: A lot&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you are Attractive: There is no good answer for this one.  Those who know me know how I'd answer this one.&lt;br /&gt;Are you a Health Freak: Pretty much&lt;br /&gt;Do you get along with your Parents: Yeah, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Thunderstorms: As long as it cancels something I don't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an Instrument: Yes, multiple&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been on Drugs: Nope&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone on a Date: Can't say I have.&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone to a Mall: Yes&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you eaten a box of Oreos: No, good point on the box thing Kyle...&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you eaten Sushi: No&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been on Stage: Yes&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you been Dumped: Nope&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you gone Skinny Dipping: No&lt;br /&gt;In the past month have you Stolen Anything: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Ever been Beaten up: A few attempts, but I diffused the situation&lt;br /&gt;Ever been called a tease: Unfortunately, yes&lt;br /&gt;Ever Shoplifted: No&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to Die: In a blaze of glory would be nice...&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you Grow Up: I want to own a Men's Formalwear store, or be a history teacher.&lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to Visit: Jamaica or England&lt;br /&gt;In a Boy/Girl..&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Eye Color: Green is mysterious&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Hair Color: Blonde, brunette, it really doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;Short or Long Hair: Long preferably&lt;br /&gt;Height: Short or average would be great&lt;br /&gt;Weight: Weight is really just a number... body type/physique would be a more appropriate form of the question&lt;br /&gt;Best Clothing Style: Umm, well dressed?  I need a girl to make fashion decisions for me when I can't reach Rebecca&lt;br /&gt;Number of Drugs I have taken: 0&lt;br /&gt;Number of CDs I own: 5 to myself, I usually just leach off of Rebecca's&lt;br /&gt;Number of Piercings: 0&lt;br /&gt;Number of Tattoos: 0&lt;br /&gt;Number of things in my Past I Regret: Would the past year be a valid number?</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-03-21T11:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-21T16:48:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-21T16:48:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Spring break is great.</content>
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    <title>Bleagh-izzle</title>
    <published>2005-03-03T02:45:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-03T02:45:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Argh, update...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past week I've been sick and everything has been a drag.  Friday's game against West Orange was canceled because their field flooded, so that was a nice suprise.  I had a chance to go to the girl's game *sigh*.  Two different sports I tell you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, I ran in the Winter Springs 5k.  Thanks to Erin for being my running buddy throughout the whole race.  After that I went to work at the F.B.A. band festival.  I ended up with a lot more responsibility than I wanted... but hey, its nice to be needed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I loafed around the house because I wasn't feeling well, then I watched the Last Samurai at Lisa's with the crew.  It's definately not as bad as some people make it out to be, but nowhere near as good as people have said.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, I dragged myself into school.  It sucked.  I had no motivation to do anything (common theme this week).  Practice sucked.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, repeat of Monday except replace practice with a game vs. Seminole.  Beating a team 23-1 is not even worth the trip.  Bleagh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, repeat of Monday except practice wasn't as bad.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the weekend.  This week has been awful.  Nothing has really made me happy.  A bit of warm weather would class.  I'm tired of being freezing all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>Entry theft from Derek</title>
    <published>2005-02-21T01:56:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-21T02:42:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, this entry, I'm going to play a game that I stole from Derek.  First off, my week briefly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday- A game vs. Edgewater.  We shut them out, I had 5 saves.  They weren't an especially good team.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday- Blarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday- No lesson, but blarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday- A very well hyped game vs. Winter Park.  Unfortunately, we lost by 1 point, 16-15.  It's a tough way to go for the second game, but if I have to lose, I'd rather do it fighting "uphill", in a two-men-down situation like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday- Playathon + practice + school = blarge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday- Evita was cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday- Trotwood was cool, could have been a bit better, but tomorrow will tell more so on that.  (Oh my! Cryptic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I stole this idea from Derek's LJ. Here's the game...I'm going to write down a bunch of numbers and descriptions of people. It could be anyone (I tried to keep it to people who I thought read this, or know someone who does). You have to leave a comment with ONE guess on which number you think you are. Maybe, after a while, I'll let you have two or three cracks at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, this is going out to just about anyone, so don't hesitate to take a guess. I'll tell you if you're not on there after you guess.  Guessing via IM is allowed if you don't want people to know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  You sir are the friend inwhich I go back the farthest with.  Even though you moved a while ago, we still managed to stay great friends.  Despite our very different tastes in music, dress, and girls, we still find our common interests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  English would be torture without you dude.  I look forward to our sharing stories of the past weekend every Monday morning.  I'll get "The Barry White" first, watch me. :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  JOptionPane.showMessageDialog(null, "We are unstoppable in Comp Sci");&lt;br /&gt;//Note to self: check if usage of null is appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;//Mark my words, we are going to rock WSLL old man softball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  You may come across as a complete moron at times, but you are the most "wise beyond your years" girl I've ever met.  Our conversations have helped me out immeasurably over the past few months.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  We've had our differences in the past, I appreciate your recent respect of my privacy, and if you need to vent about recent events, I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I owe my non-violent record to our workout sessions.  I can't thank you enough for letting me hit your hand pad things... instead of trees, or people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  If I never saw you again, or never heard about some stupid conversation you had... I wouldn't mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Keep up the good work in goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  If I can make you roll your eyes at me once during band because of some new development in my love life, then I consider my work for the day done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  You're a damn good guy, an excellent pool and Halo player, and you're as good of a friend as I could ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  Wing night my friend... wing night.  *Holds up good call finger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  You're a really great friend, and I'm glad I can always turn to you to gripe, bitch, moan, complain, and get information ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  You're the one who hears it all.  Where would I be without your English skills?  Obviously not doing well in English.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  I admire your athleticism and dedication to music immensely.  Good luck with lacrosse and D.C.I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  You've shown me a lot of new things... good and bad.  I admire your sense of humor, your vast intelligence, and your morals.  You never cease to amaze me with that mysterious quality of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  (This goes out to a pair of sisters) You guys saw my inability to deal with kids at OSC... and the blunt force trauma to my special spot courtesy of a couple of kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.  "If all of your choices seem wrong, choose restraint"... However difficult, that sounds great right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.  We've gone through some hoops since the summer.  We've had some great times.  You're a wonderful musician, a great athlete, and an amazing person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.  Ops comrade for next year.  Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  You're a great guy even if you pull the race card every 2 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  I have no idea if you read this, but if you do... Good luck with you're first year of High School girls lacrosse, and congratulations on getting a great shot past me at you're practice at the beginning of the semester.  #1? Good call. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.  Early morning discussions in History, boss... Keep tappin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.  You're my best friend, and you sign your name in an excessively long fashion whenever you post here.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may add a few extras if I realize I forgot someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>Cookie Dough</title>
    <published>2005-02-01T23:35:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-01T23:35:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, as I said earlier, I have to sell cookie dough for lacrosse.  If you really want cookie dough, then have a look at the pictures of the brochure and contact me.  If not, no biggie. They come in 3 lbs. tubs.  I am supposed to sell 20 tubs, but I'm not sure how close to that I'm going to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/New0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v311/DaveLax691/New0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment with any questions also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacrosse has been going pretty well, as with most other things.  Wing night was awesome, and Clarinet Day was worth the trouble too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading and looking at the pretty pictures of cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>Pet peeves</title>
    <published>2005-01-28T01:13:17Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-28T01:13:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I left off with things going really well, and they still are.  The only real complaint I have is a general lack of patience on my part with practically everything.  One such thing is that some people could not write a coherent livejournal entry if their lives depended on it.  I don't ask for much.  I just want some capitalization, some punctuation, and if you stutter in real life, don't stutter on livejournal.  I'm not asking for the world to mimic Erin's essay entries (sorry Erin, I still love you :) ) but I don't want to have to fetch my cracker jack decoder ring to figure out what a person is trying to say.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One last thing, I have the pleasure of selling cookie dough for lacrosse next week.  I'll have more details come Monday, but if you're interested, you know who to see.  Otherwise, no biggie. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-01-21T21:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-22T02:36:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-22T02:36:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok,  This week has brought a bit of very much needed resolution.  It has allowed me to just kick back and chill, which has been nice.  I'm glad to see things turning back to the way they were before.  Although, judging by the comments on my last entry, some things will never change.  There will always be someone flaming me to make themselves feel good/big/insert your own adjective here.  Cheers to a hilarious defense from Derek and support for Alex.  Tryouts have been going pretty well.  I had good days every day.  From what I'm told, it appears no one has been cut from the program at all.  This is another decision I would have made differently if I were in charge, but I'm not, so I'll leave that stuff to the coaches.  All County has been going well too.  The practices have been horribly long, and my parts in the music are nowhere near as interesting as I'm used to with my regular school music, but that's easily explained.  Atleast I get to sit on the end with Kirstie instead of being in my old spot, 3 ft. from being off stage left, behind the Tubas. :) Oh well, 3 and a half more hours of rehearsal tomorrow morning, then the concert, then I'll be done.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-01-15T22:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-16T03:49:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-16T03:49:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ok, wow... No need to take such care in hiding stuff from me people.  I don't have to resort to crashing sophomore shindigs to get my jollies.  Save yourself some trouble and don't bother being so secretive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cottle Camp today was tight.  Its actually really fun playing again the St. Andrew's guys, even though they look 10 years older than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davelax691:12191</id>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-01-13T20:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-14T01:04:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-14T01:04:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last friends only entry for awhile.  Taco Night, conditioning, girls lacrosse practices, and some other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davelax691:11326</id>
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    <title>ARGH!</title>
    <published>2005-01-11T02:21:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-11T02:38:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Another private entry...  The famous emotional composure of Dave has officially fallen, and he realizes the mistakes he's made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heather, the password is still the same as last night... or it might be Friends Only in a couple hours... we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:davelax691:10528</id>
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    <title>davelax691 @ 2005-01-07T21:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-08T02:48:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-08T02:48:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Argh, another Friends Only entry.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave</content>
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    <title>Bleh</title>
    <published>2005-01-07T00:25:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-07T01:27:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just got done with a revealing, and almost emo entry.  It's private now, so only I can see it, but I may make it Friends Only by the end of the night.  Depends how I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;-Dave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: It's friends only now.  If you're on my friends list, then you have to log in to livejournal before you can see it.  If you aren't sure whether you're on my friends list, IM me or click the little "User Info" button at the top of the page.  Questions, IM me.</content>
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