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  <title>whisky &amp; come</title>
  <subtitle>whisky &amp; come</subtitle>
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    <name>whisky &amp; come</name>
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  <updated>2004-07-20T20:36:08Z</updated>
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    <title>You should be a programmer.  Or a composer.</title>
    <published>2004-07-20T20:36:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-20T20:36:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tappa-ti-tappa-ta</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm feeling young.  Not young, but Jung.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A K Wendland just told me the greatest thing about my art today.  In such a lovely way.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ludakristen:31535</id>
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    <title>there's not enough to say</title>
    <published>2004-06-22T05:20:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-22T05:20:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;dodgeball&lt;/i&gt; was depressingly awful.  it made me feel like shit.  or was that the pot i smoked?  i hate films.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ludakristen:31445</id>
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    <title>YAY!</title>
    <published>2004-06-22T00:49:16Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-22T00:49:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">holy jesus fucking christ on the first day of summer&lt;br /&gt;kkclohessy just moved to arcata muthercukfing california and emailed me&lt;br /&gt;living with tomorrah&lt;br /&gt;fuck fuck&lt;br /&gt;fulick&lt;br /&gt;likc my ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the best news since mary moving to the northwest for midwifery school.  my girls are the best girls.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ludakristen:31009</id>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2004-04-24T05:33:00</title>
    <published>2004-04-24T11:33:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-24T11:33:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tonight was a super, duper eighties party at ryan's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told kyle earlier today that we need to take things slower.  i don't want to hurt that fucking boy.  he says he doesnt't understand why i wanted to take things slower.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ludakristen:29771</id>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2004-02-01T01:00:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-01T08:00:47Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-01T08:43:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>animal planet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">whisky makes me feel better but it makes my eyelids heavier over time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that defeats my life purpose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drink as much coffee and caffeinated beverages as possible&lt;br /&gt;and stay awake all hours of time&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alcohol is love juice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywyay 1:35 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;i'm watching wolves doing it doggie style on animal planet&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanted to document this one thing for myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday night, asleep&lt;br /&gt;2:30 a.m. police come a-knockin' on the door nextdoor, goin'&lt;br /&gt;"police!  search warrant!"&lt;br /&gt;and they were doin' this for a few minute before the people came and answered &lt;br /&gt;the door&lt;br /&gt;and the people came out&lt;br /&gt;a girl up against my door breathin' heavy was askin what &lt;br /&gt;was going on and &lt;br /&gt;the Fat cop said they were "lookin' fer drugggggs"&lt;br /&gt;and so one guy got arrested&lt;br /&gt;and at least one room got raided&lt;br /&gt;and so they got evicted the next day&lt;br /&gt;and they cleaned out their room that same day&lt;br /&gt;and that day my bike got stolen.&lt;br /&gt;and snowdown was that day (Friday)&lt;br /&gt;and i got home from school before dark that day&lt;br /&gt;and the motel manager axed me if i had a bike out in front of my room&lt;br /&gt;and my bike wasn't there the day after the raid nextdoor&lt;br /&gt;and that same day, snowdown,&lt;br /&gt;friday,&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;an ambulance came up to the motel, &lt;br /&gt;and took an old lady out on the stretcher&lt;br /&gt;and into the ambulance&lt;br /&gt;in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this afternoon, the day after, &lt;br /&gt;and two days after the drug bust,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ambulance &lt;br /&gt;or "meat wagon" if you use slang,&lt;br /&gt;came and took that same androgynous old person&lt;br /&gt;out into the ambulance &lt;br /&gt;and took them away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i've been typing it's 1:4 1a.m. &lt;br /&gt;and i'm not done drinking&lt;br /&gt;and i'm NEVER done dirnking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ludakristen:29517</id>
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    <title>this is silly, but i must do it,</title>
    <published>2004-02-01T07:53:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-01T07:54:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>animal planet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">like all things i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/tosk/1075178168_Pangolin.jpg" border="0" alt="Buckminster, dining out on the Riveria"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your Discordian Totem Animal is Buckminster The&lt;br&gt;Naked Mole Rat. Like Buckminster Fuller but&lt;br&gt;more naked and slimey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/tosk/quizzes/Your%20Discordian%20Totem/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Your Discordian Totem&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't mean to be a 'dork', or a 'geek' or anything, but i love animal planet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean cable tv is a lot of stimulation and animal planet is like the channel i can stand watching the longest &lt;font size="5"&gt;"word"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comedy central is ok 30% of the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;canadian mist whisky is ok 98% of the time.</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2004-02-01T00:16:00</title>
    <published>2004-02-01T07:16:39Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-01T07:16:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want an oatmeal raisin cookie</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ludakristen:28934</id>
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    <title>i got bad grammer and spelling</title>
    <published>2004-02-01T07:04:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-01T07:04:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">iwish iwish iwish i was a fish&lt;br /&gt;actually i wish i was a crocodile&lt;br /&gt;they're way smarter&lt;br /&gt;and they're vicious too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's cheating</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2004-01-27T01:59:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-27T08:59:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-27T08:59:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">what was i about to say?..</content>
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    <title>sooooo</title>
    <published>2004-01-23T05:42:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-23T05:42:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">drawing a beautiful naked woman who is a friend of yours who you can relate to in a few ways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;b&gt;nothing&lt;/b&gt; compared to drawing your nude lover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as cliched as drawing your&lt;br /&gt;nude lover&lt;br /&gt;is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but drawing her tonight was good practice.  she put on these tall ass black hooker boots and spread 'em for me.  what a crazy pose.  the bottom of my foot itches and my shoes are too tight.  i had a lot of coffee and i'm really jittery.  ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh i think i need a shower.</content>
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    <title>omg nigga don't be so goddamn self ish</title>
    <published>2004-01-17T04:36:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-17T04:50:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>outkast - i'll call before i come</lj:music>
    <content type="html">whiskey ownz</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2004-01-15T22:43:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-16T05:43:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-16T05:43:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im not articulate</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2004-01-04T20:59:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-05T01:59:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-05T01:59:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i wanna get a big tittie mermaid tattoo on my bicep</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2004-01-02T20:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-01-03T01:41:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-03T01:48:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate feeling like a failure.  it seems like such a self-defeating emotion, but i don't know how else to feel.  i feel pressure from everyone and everything sometimes.  i'm a stupid fucker.  and a creep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i had a dream that i was rrreal effed up on something.  i was at some club.  cameron left this letter he had written to me on a table.  it was sewn-together paper, like a scroll.  there were little pictures that he had drawn all over it.. it was kind of like written and drawn as if he was a little kid.  anyway, it said he was sorry on it, in a bunch of different ways.  he was sorry about a bunch of stuff.  like how he's been treating me.  and i was all effed up, i couldn't hardly talk or walk.  chris was there.  he was smiling, and he was leaving.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before that i had a dream that i found a guy's head in my bed with someone.  just some guy's decapitated noggen.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided that&lt;br /&gt;all my dreams are living my fears,&lt;br /&gt;and all my fears are living my dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to be someone's friend when all you want to do is fuck them.  not that that's relevant to my life, or anything.</content>
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    <title>all my other dreams are living my fears, but</title>
    <published>2003-12-28T16:27:18Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-28T16:27:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>j-pop</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i fell in love with a made-up boy in my dream two nights ago...</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-12-13T14:43:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-13T21:43:21Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-13T23:13:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want to be amazed at what i &lt;s&gt;can&lt;/s&gt; do</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-12-10T16:03:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-10T23:03:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-10T23:03:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sometimes i feel like a really slow, old macintosh computer</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-12-03T20:56:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-04T03:55:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-04T03:55:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">bus ticket depart dec 26th from royal oak mich arrive in charlotte nc, rnd trip back in royal oak jan 3 -- $167</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-12-03T01:14:00</title>
    <published>2003-12-03T08:14:50Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-03T08:23:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i hate these loud uncomfortable mattresses.  why does it sound like there's a helicopter directly overhead my apartment room?  i french kissed mary today and it made me feel good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ludakristen:17844</id>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-06-21T13:08:00</title>
    <published>2003-06-21T19:08:54Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-21T19:09:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>apples in stereo</lj:music>
    <content type="html">this morning at 5:45 a.m., cam and i went to the center of southwest studies to see this solstice window dealie make a shadow on the wall.  i guess that was the mark of summer.  i thought it was pretty cool, esp. because of the free continental breakfast.  mm, free strawberries and orange juice.  then we went back to bed and woke up at 12:30, thus missing the farmers market :[  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the smell of sunscreen.  it reminds me of being in mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we'll probably go hiking and hot springing.  yow!</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-03-31T08:31:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-31T15:31:09Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-31T15:31:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the beatles - yellow submarine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">going to utah was sweet.  there were thirteen other people with me.  we went to arch canyon and did a dayhike sunday and saw cathedral arch and angel arch.  canyons make me chlostrophobic.  we hiked 6 miles saturday and 9 miles sunday.  the desert gets really freakin cold at night and in the morning before the sun peaks around the canyon walls.  chris and i saw a documentary/biography on ram dass last night at the abbey theatre.</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-03-22T10:36:00</title>
    <published>2003-03-22T17:36:15Z</published>
    <updated>2003-03-22T17:44:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>people sleeping</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/daddysgirl/1038272052_PicsOcean2.jpg" border="0" alt="Ocean2"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You come from the Ocean.  You've always been drawn&lt;br&gt;to the sea, the sound of the waves, the crystal&lt;br&gt;blue water, near the sea is where you belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/daddysgirl/quizzes/Where%20Did%20Your%20Soul%20Originate%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Where Did Your Soul Originate?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, chris and i started watching cannibal! the musical.  then i played dance dance revolution...  we took kevin to the thrift store before that, so that he could get pants and a shit.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's strange that the only place to get powdered hair bleach is in farmington, 45 minutes away.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to look for jobs again today.  i've inquired at four places and put three applications in so far.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like next year i'll live on campus in the apartments.  i need a job so i can support my lil hobbies.</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-01-21T00:19:00</title>
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    <lj:music>lynyrd skynyrd - free bird</lj:music>
    <content type="html">"free bird" is a great song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a midnight to 3 am radio show.</content>
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    <content type="html">i'm feeling hurt.</content>
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    <title>ludakristen @ 2003-01-05T11:46:00</title>
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    <content type="html">no&lt;br /&gt;mo&lt;br /&gt;ti&lt;br /&gt;va&lt;br /&gt;ti&lt;br /&gt;on</content>
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