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  <title>stephanie</title>
  <subtitle>stephanie</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-02-10T03:58:26Z</updated>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2006-02-09T22:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-10T03:58:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-10T03:58:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i now have a new journal. and i know before i said that i wasn't going to write in here ever again, and technically i have stuck by that. i will not be writing in this particular journal anymore, only the new one. okay now that i think about it, i'm writing in here right now so i have once again not been able to stick to something i have said. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be informing the few people that i want reading my new journal what it is, and if by some chance there is someone else who still reads this then let me know. but livejournal seems to be dying, due to the popularity of myspace. i still enjoy writing entries though. so long, farewell.</content>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-11-27T14:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-27T20:10:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-27T20:28:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've learned that it doesn't pay to be a good friend or a good person. &lt;br /&gt;at least in my case. &lt;br /&gt;and i'm never writing in here again. &lt;br /&gt;i've gotten too personal and i doubt anyone reads this. goodbye livejournal.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:45404</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-11-23T19:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-24T00:10:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-24T00:23:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck you. i have better things to do than to sit around waiting.  &lt;br /&gt;what a considerate person you are.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:44930</id>
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    <title>bloody hell</title>
    <published>2005-11-22T00:51:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-22T00:51:27Z</updated>
    <lj:music>play that funky music white boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i am obsessed with harry potter and i'm not afraid to admit it! i saw the movie twice, it was undoubtedly the best one so far. the acting was much better than it was in previous movies, i was very happy with the way it was shot and the way it played out in general. although, they did leave a few things out that should have been put in, like the whole story with rita skeeter. the ending felt rushed and the seriousness of what happened and what's going to happen was downplayed by harry, ron and hermione joking around. i don't know what i'm going to do after the last book comes out, and eventually the last movie. there'll be nothing more to look forward to in life.</content>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-11-17T22:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T03:49:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T03:49:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just love being blown off two nights in a row by two different people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i talk to anyone at all?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:43883</id>
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    <title>callin me all the time like blondie</title>
    <published>2005-11-04T08:14:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-04T08:14:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the way we get by~spoon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">there is no good reason for me to have done this quiz to see which action hero i am. it's completely pointless. i don't really feel like i'm the james bond type. i think my personality suits that of the terminator's so much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1130268090BOND.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;James Bond, Agent 007&lt;/b&gt;. James Bond is MI6's best agent, a suave, sophisticated super spy with charm, cunning, and a license's to kill. He doesn't care about rules or regulations and somewhat amoral. He does care about saving humanity though, as well as the beautiful women who fill his world. Bond has expensive tastes, a wide knowledge of many subjects, and his usually armed with a clever gadget and an appropriate one-liner. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;James Bond, Agent 007&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;67%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Lara Croft&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="54" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Batman, the Dark Knight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="54" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;54%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Neo, the &amp;quot;One&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="46" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;46%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="46" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;46%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Maximus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="38" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;38%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="33" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;The Amazing Spider-Man&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="33" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;33%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;The Terminator&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="29" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;29%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;El Zorro&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="21" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;21%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;William Wallace&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="21" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;21%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=92013"&gt;Which Action Hero Would You Be? v. 2.0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got the dazed and confused soundtrack for eight bucks. best buy never has the movies that i specifically go there to get, they only have them later when i've already gotten them somewhere else and payed more. i'm going to read pride and prejudice after i finish reading she's come undone, again. i've discovered that eating chinese (pause while rachel laughs at the way i say chinese) food from the mall when you haven't eaten anything in a day is a bad idea. and the next punk ass kid that rides his bike in front of my car on purpose is going to get hit.</content>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-10-26T18:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-26T23:02:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-26T23:02:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fuel~ani difranco</lj:music>
    <content type="html">had the meeting with my advisor today, and after we finished my schedule and i left i realized i hated it and i've spent the past two hours trying to fix it. all the times for classes i wanted were overlapping so it's been very frustrating. and i also must have left the paper where i had written down the registration number that lets me add or drop classes online. so i have to wait and hear back from her, but since i'm doing this early i shouldn't have a problem with the classes. here's next semester:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro to Art History: 12:30-1:20 MWF &lt;br /&gt;Child Psychology: 1:30-2:20 MWF&lt;br /&gt;English 102: 3:00-4:15 MW&lt;br /&gt;Introductory Algebra(which isn't my fault because i haven't done math since sophomore year and i was bad at it to begin with): 6:15-8:15pm TR (tuesday and thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the best schedule i'm gonna get. i can sleep as late as i want tuesday and thursday, and i'm sure there will be more parking at night. as for the art history major, there doesn't seem to be one. i'll have it be my major where ever i transfer to, unless they are complete idiots and don't have one either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the time when i'm sitting in math, i hear this noise and i look and it's someone in one of those motorized wheelchairs absolutely FLYING down the hall. and i kind of laugh and it's awkward because no one else seems to notice it. i'm always the only one laughing.</content>
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    <title>the west is the best</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T20:47:45Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T20:47:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the end~the doors</lj:music>
    <content type="html">school has been going by surprisingly fast, and my midterm grades are really good. on wednesday i have a meeting with my advisor to set up my schedule for next semester, and i was thinking about changing my major to art history. my art teacher is so enthusiastic about what he's teaching and i've been getting into art more than ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love halloween, i'm going to have a huge horror movie marathon with eight bags of candy or more. and possibly some wine. i got this short purple wig that looked good in the picture but when i put it on it looked nothing like it, how disappointing. i've thought about being twiggy but i haven't found a short blonde wig yet. where are all the good wig stores?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the doors movie last night, and now i'm doing research to see how much of it is true. did jim morrison really like to drink blood to help him get in the mood? and as some fans seem to think, is he really alive and well, writing his band mates letters under the pseudonym Mr Mojo Risin? it's an interesting theory.</content>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-10-08T23:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T03:30:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T03:30:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>joni~both sides now</lj:music>
    <content type="html">there are no words left. i've said them all.</content>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-09-23T02:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T06:24:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T06:24:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>joni mitchell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i spend so much of my time waiting. &lt;br /&gt;waiting for people to do what they say they are going to do. &lt;br /&gt;waiting to say what i feel. &lt;br /&gt;and what i feel is that i'm going to burst.</content>
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    <title>your man christian's a cake boy!</title>
    <published>2005-09-21T02:22:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-21T02:22:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THE FIRST...&lt;br /&gt;First best friend: emma olsen&lt;br /&gt;First car: ford escort&lt;br /&gt;First real kiss: uhh would i count corbin? i don't know, dan couchon had to give him instructions&lt;br /&gt;First album: i think celine dion &lt;br /&gt;First pet: this cat nicky that my parents got rid of, even though they told me he ran away &lt;br /&gt;First piercing: ears, and they are pierced too low and crooked. they give those piercing guns to anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST TIME...&lt;br /&gt;Last cigarette: clove last night&lt;br /&gt;Last car ride: tonight to big y &lt;br /&gt;Last kiss: ooh ya know &lt;br /&gt;Last good cry: the night before the first day of school when i had my mini breakdown  &lt;br /&gt;Last library book checked out: ah i haven't been to the library in so long, i just buy my books&lt;br /&gt;Last movie seen: dolls, oh god remember that one rach? &lt;br /&gt;Last beverage drank: mountain dew, i have been drinking waaay too much of that lately&lt;br /&gt;Last food consumed: pizza flavored combos&lt;br /&gt;Last phone call: jill &lt;br /&gt;Last time showered: this morning&lt;br /&gt;Last shoes worn: my cute blue pointy ones that give me blisters &lt;br /&gt;Last item bought: sparkling cider&lt;br /&gt;Last annoyance: jill saying that i like 'weird underground movies that don't make sense'&lt;br /&gt;Last disappointment: oh there are many&lt;br /&gt;Last time wanting to die: i always want to die, i just sit in my room alone listening to dashboard, crying. the world is just too painful to look at. please send me boxes of tissues. &lt;br /&gt;Last shirt worn: david bowie shirt&lt;br /&gt;Last song you sang: riders on the storm-the doors&lt;br /&gt;What's under your bed?: probably fungus&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up today? eleven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CURRENT THINGS...&lt;br /&gt;Current music: ani difranco  &lt;br /&gt;Current taste: not sure&lt;br /&gt;Current hair: down&lt;br /&gt;Current desktop picture: it says DOOM in big letters for that movie, alex put it up&lt;br /&gt;Current book: the unabridged journals of sylvia plath&lt;br /&gt;Current color of toenails: cotton candy pink &lt;br /&gt;Current hate: all the stupid people who listen to really bad music and have bad taste in everything and think that what i listen to and watch is strange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One or the Other:&lt;br /&gt;1. Black or white? black&lt;br /&gt;2. Boxers or briefs? those boxer brief things &lt;br /&gt;3. Coke or Pepsi? i don't like either&lt;br /&gt;4. Salt or pepper? salt&lt;br /&gt;5. Sweet or sour? both&lt;br /&gt;6. Vanilla or chocolate? chocolate, rachel how could you say vanilla &lt;br /&gt;7. Short or long? long&lt;br /&gt;8. Cheap or expensive? cheap&lt;br /&gt;9. Firm or soft? soft&lt;br /&gt;10. Hot or cold? i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite...&lt;br /&gt;1. color is: dark red and turquoise  &lt;br /&gt;2. scent is: hard to choose &lt;br /&gt;3. alcoholic beverage is: i guess vodka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you ate in the last 24 hours: marzipan, sesame noodles, cookies, seaweed salad, jelly doughnut&lt;br /&gt;5 things you did so far today: math homework, went to the movies, listened to music, ate, checked my mail  &lt;br /&gt;5 things you can hear right now: my mom watching that INXS show in the other room, alex opening the fridge, the fan, that annoying aim noise &lt;br /&gt;5 people that never fail to cheer you up: rach and jeff, and that is it because everyone else sucks  &lt;br /&gt;5 things you can't live without: friends, food, moisturizer, dvr, conversation</content>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-09-14T01:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-14T05:16:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-14T05:16:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's pointless writing in here. i can't say what i really feel or what i really mean.</content>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-08-30T06:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T10:03:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-30T10:03:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've never woken up and felt that terrified. &lt;br /&gt;it was an awful dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what's more, i could see it happening.</content>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-08-17T02:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-17T06:57:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-17T06:57:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>depeche mode</lj:music>
    <content type="html">new addiction: godiva chocolate raspberry truffle ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;i think i'll be seeing my dentist sooner than expected. &lt;br /&gt;i want to have a dance party, dancing by yourself just isn't as fun. &lt;br /&gt;no one seems to have orientation on the same day as me, and i don't want to go alone. &lt;br /&gt;i'll have to resort to asking someone that i can tolerate, instead of someone i actually like.&lt;br /&gt;it might be a good idea to stop buying summer clothes when what i actually need is school clothes. &lt;br /&gt;for colder seasons.&lt;br /&gt;can't wear skirts and flip flops all year round, oh no. &lt;br /&gt;hmm i think that eating chocolate and heavy foods late at night could be contributing to me not being able to sleep before 7 am.  &lt;br /&gt;chocolate or sleep?&lt;br /&gt;hard to choose.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:40546</id>
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    <title>the texture</title>
    <published>2005-07-25T20:57:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-25T20:57:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the only living boy in new york~simon and garfunkel</lj:music>
    <content type="html">sinus infection seems to be over, only a sore throat and violent coughing fits to battle.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my birthday dinner with adam, and even though I wasn't exactly healthy and didn't eat much of my dinner, it was still a very fun night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half of the kids I went to middle school with are going to the same college as me. does no one go away to college anymore? maybe i won't see most of them, or have any classes with them. there is definitely more than a few people i'd like to avoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sleeping pattern is still as messed up as ever. after almost four years without any sort of schedule, and no classroom environment, how am i going to function? the obvious thing is to turn to the jessie spano solution and take caffeine pills to stay awake, get addicted to them and kick the addiction by the end of the half hour. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for soup.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:40298</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-07-17T04:12:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-17T08:09:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-17T08:09:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm sick of this.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:40090</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-07-13T18:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-13T22:43:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-13T22:43:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>joni mitchell</lj:music>
    <content type="html">it's been days, and nothing. and i'll be damned if i say something first.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:39755</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-07-12T15:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-12T19:06:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T19:06:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">maybe my dream is trying to tell me something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something along the lines of, this is how the situation is going to go with him, and here's what it's gonna be like when your friendship ends.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:39244</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-07-01T05:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-01T09:11:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-01T09:11:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you wake up in the middle of the night and you're dying for a glass of milk. so you stumble out of bed, stub your toe in the darkness, scream with pain, and limp your way to the refrigerator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you open it up and the light is brilliant. you're saved. then you fold back the paper container, open up the milk, take a deep breath, and put it to your lips. only -yhrch!- the milk is spoiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure, you're bummed. you fold the thing closed and put it back in the fridge. it's dark again. but as you're making your way to your lonely old bed, you think to yourself, wait a minute, maybe that milk wasn't so bad. and am i still thirsty? so you do an about-face and go back to the fridge. the light warms you up again. you take a sip and, yup, it's still spoiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, to me, is the fitting metaphor for most every relationship i've ever been in.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:38362</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-06-05T01:26:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-05T05:27:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-05T05:27:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the doors</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i don't know why, but i did this googlism.com thing that i saw in amelia's journal, where you type in your name and all these interesting sentences come up. here's the best ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is stretching her horizons&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is so afraid of germs&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is pregnant mothermania&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is bad&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is reaching infamy for kissing just about everyone on the roster&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is the whore of all whores&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is now available to you&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is allowed up to four visitors at a time&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is after the neighborhood candy store owner&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is hooker i like it&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is “using” little eric&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is still trying to get people wet&lt;br /&gt;stephanie is restless oriental porn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, that's me</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:37181</id>
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    <title>quick rant</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T02:59:54Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T02:59:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>angeles~elliott smith</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I absolutely despise fights on livejournal, and on aim. Well, I hate fights in general, but somehow they are worse online. You can read what was said over and over and torture yourself with it. And when they are in livejournal, anyone can read them if it's a public entry. I refuse to get into another livejournal fight, they are absolutely awful. I haven't been in one recently but I obviously have in the past. So stupid, I wish people would just talk about these things in person, or on the phone at the very least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm well I'm going to watch ER again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:37028</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-05-18T02:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T07:17:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-18T07:17:29Z</updated>
    <lj:music>oh!~ the breeders</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last week I went to adam's to help him get ready for a prom he was going to, so basically all I did was try and help his hair (but it's a lost cause) and take pictures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/clock.jpg" alt="nmbc" height="546" width="728" /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/adamready.jpg" alt="hm" height="546" width="728" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those buttons suuure are hard to figure out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/poster27.jpg" alt="love it" height="546" width="728" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want that poster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/adam2.jpg" alt="adam" height="546" width="728" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;notice most of the shirts are black, white, and shades of gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/adam3.jpg" alt="yup" height="728" width="546" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the stages of dressing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/harry.jpg" alt="hp" height="546" width="728" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see I'm not the only one who reads Harry Potter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/adamfunny.jpg" alt="orange" height="710" width="550" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant resize this without it looking weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/reefer.jpg" alt="interesting" height="546" width="728" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked it better when he had the records on the wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/mirroradam.jpg" alt="interesting" height="546" width="728" /&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;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/dali.jpg" alt="interesting" height="728" width="546" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have gotten this first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v460/littletimebomb/aww.jpg" alt="aww" height="546" width="728" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom was fun, i saw a few people that i recognized from middle school. I was practically the only girl not wearing a long pastel colored dress, with one of those tight updos and a tiara. Thank god.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:36423</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-05-07T07:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T11:29:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T11:29:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">no, no this is not good, I have to sleep for at least a few hours. I can't stay up all night and all day, because around 3 I will shut down, and then that will be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn gossip girl keeping me awake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop prancing around in your heels to make sure you can walk in them, and just go to sleep!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:36236</id>
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    <title>littletimebomb1 @ 2005-05-07T01:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-07T04:58:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-07T04:58:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tori</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you go to my head&lt;br /&gt;you go to my head&lt;br /&gt;you go to my head&lt;br /&gt;and you know i can&lt;br /&gt;never say no&lt;br /&gt;to you and your friend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:littletimebomb1:35978</id>
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    <title>slaves! this is your song</title>
    <published>2005-05-06T10:23:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-06T10:23:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fade into you~mazzy star</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm just up and there's nothing to do so I'm doing stupid quizzes. &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;table width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your True Birth Month Is June&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/birthmonth/june.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fussy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abiding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talkative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Executive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hesitating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Active mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily bored &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daydreamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tends to delay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperamental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brand conscious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves to dress up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of ideas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good debating skills &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny and humorous &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinks far with vision &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prone to getting colds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polite and soft-spoken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Able to show character&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seldom show emotions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knows how to make friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easily influenced by kindness &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Takes time to recover when hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosy and always wants the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who love me are enemies; Those who hate me are friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/truebirthmonth/"&gt;What's Your True Birth Month?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew that I was going to get June. Not everyone fits the traits for their month or sign, but I am exactly the way Cancers are described. The only ones that don't fit me are the seldom shows emotions one, and the last one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="400" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#66CCFF" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Best Described By...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/lovesick.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Jim Dine&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamousartareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Work of Art Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom tomorrow. I have everything. I hope it's a fun night.</content>
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