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  <title>Things Along the Way</title>
  <subtitle>Katt</subtitle>
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    <name>Katt</name>
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  <updated>2005-09-23T05:20:16Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:109538</id>
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    <title>just to let you know</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T05:20:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T05:20:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for those of you i don't talk to very much but i know read these updates, jaime comes home in 23 days (for good) and our wedding date is december 4th, 2006.  smiles and hugs to all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:109274</id>
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    <title>smitten</title>
    <published>2005-06-24T23:44:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-24T23:44:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">for those of you who have never seen my gorgeous fiance, this is him.  *le swoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/iheartkatt/jaime1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/iheartkatt/th_jaime1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:108915</id>
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    <title>THE cheat is cool</title>
    <published>2005-05-13T19:07:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-13T19:09:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Jimmy Eat World- Get It Faster</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I’ve been trying to figure something out for the last 24ish hours. I don’t understand why people cheat. If you’re not being fulfilled in the relationship then LEAVE. I had cheating explained to me by a friend of mine yesterday who had just cheated on her husband the night before. At one point I stopped her and asked, “this is completely justifiable to you isn’t it?” She replied, “well yeah because…” I don’t get it. I really don’t. Yes, I’ve been cheated on before (a couple of times) and I helped my ex cheat in high school, only I didn’t know that he was cheating at the time. Either way, it sucks. It’s pain that you really don’t need to learn from. If you walk away from the relationship there will be hard feelings but it would hurt worse if you found out that the person you love is fucking you over and, well, fucking other people. I’ve been on two sides of the cheating triangle and one of them I’m not proud of. Not to say that I think people who cheat are proud of what they do but….&lt;br /&gt;I JUST DON’T UNDERSTAND! SOMEONE PLEASE EXPLAIN THIS TO ME! i honestly want to understand</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:108548</id>
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    <title>corona still tastes like piss</title>
    <published>2005-05-05T21:58:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-05T21:58:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">feliz cinco de mayo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/iheartkatt/N1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v376/iheartkatt/th_N1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:107847</id>
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    <title>please pray</title>
    <published>2005-04-15T18:00:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-15T18:00:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">please pray that the insurance company laughs at the size of the damage on her car (because there IS none) and lets the claim go. if not, please pray that i'm not found at fault. this is just another thing that would make my parents SO proud...&lt;br /&gt;thanx&lt;br /&gt;katt</content>
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    <title>novaregina @ 2005-04-11T11:38:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-11T18:39:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-11T18:39:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it was high school.  GET THE FUCK OVER IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone feel me?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:107424</id>
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    <title>Rampage Without a Gun</title>
    <published>2005-03-22T17:46:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-22T17:46:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Marilyn Manson- Lest We Forget</lj:music>
    <content type="html">There was a school shooting today at Red Lake High School in Minnesota.  The effects of the shooting were larger than Columbine.  However, this is not a rant about school shootings, gun control, or parental involvement.  This is a rant about how, once again, the newspaper article mentioned the fact that the boy listened to Marilyn Manson and wore black.  If you cared to read on further, it wasn’t until the second page of the article that they mentioned that his father had committed suicide and that his mother was in a nursing home because of brain damage caused by a car accident.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, must have been the music and black that did it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:107133</id>
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    <title>then and now</title>
    <published>2005-03-18T08:02:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-18T08:02:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>climber- snakes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a year ago today i was too drunk to walk and i was sobbing down on sunset cliffs because i found out that sean was fucking angie...already.  i finished every drink i saw and started a few other bottles.  i couldn't think of anything else besides the fact that i was so crushed that the love i thought i had was exchanged for sex so quickly.  hindsight tells me, "what did you expect?  why didn't you take the hint from everyone saying, 'that's sean.'?"  but for some reason i didn't and i remember colleen helping me back to the car and me telling her to leave me where i was because i just wanted to sleep in the grass and let the sprinklers wake me up and then walk back to campus because i was pathedic.  i skipped all my classes the next day and created one of the best pieces of art i've made so far.  after that, i cried for the rest of the day and all i wanted was my cabinet back in his house and to be on "my side of the bed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isn't it crazy how much changes in a year?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year i spent saint paddy's day working on yet another art piece that was not created out of spite and pain.  i created more work later on in the night when i played "helen" in "alice."  i got asked out for the third time in three days after the show and had to turn down the offer (not like i would've gone out with them even if i was single) saying, "the ring on my left hand is real."  after the show i came back to my room and threw a party with colleen, sam, le, amy, and a few other people stopped by.  i wrote a letter to Jaime confessing even more love.  in the letter i talked about how danny and i were talking about true love and danny giving me all of the reasons that Jaime and i DO have "true love" in danny's definition.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i really needed to say all of that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:106601</id>
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    <title>wedding postponed</title>
    <published>2005-02-18T18:12:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-18T18:12:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Jaime and my wedding has been postponed. We found out that he might not be able to come home for the days he was promised. Therefor, we’re waiting until he gets back in which case EVERYONE will be able to attend the ceremony and it’ll be a very big celebration, not only of our marriage but also of Jaime’s return.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:106406</id>
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    <title>it's all about the money</title>
    <published>2005-02-16T05:54:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-16T06:45:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. my family thinks i'm getting married for the money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. my mother can't say she loves me right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "statistics say that 80% of couples who get married at your age and under these circumstances get divorced by the time they're 25...and everyone things they're going to be different." -Aunt Joyce (who married for money...twice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ok, as far as the money goes...um...jaime's not some secret CEO.  when he gets back, we'll still be poor.  only now we'll have more money to be poor WITH.  when people find out about the money situation, they stop there.  to us, we say, "yes, he'll be making twice as much in order to set a firmer foundation in order to keep us in San Diego so that we can carry out the things we're being called to do.  i.e. SDLC (our church) and being involved with our families and the bands we're friends with."  no one seems to understand that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i'm not surprised about my mother.  she does this from time to time.  i know that right now there are things she's not saying that she'll never say until it's time to say, "i told you so."  but my sister-in-law, Myra, put it best when she said, "we'll take care of you and no one here will say 'i told you so.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. screw statistics.  of course everyone thinks they're going to make it.  you shouldn't walk into a marriage thinking it's going to fail.  people don't believe that jaime and i are fully aware that things are going to be hard and going to take work.  our ENTIRE friendship/relationship/engagment has been hard.  why stop with the beginning of the marriage?  everything that has been hard has been worth it.  hands down, no doubt.  "the course of true love never did run smooth." -William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the true test of love is when you're willing to stand up against the rest of the world and all you have is the hand of your partner." - Roland Garza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell: screw my "supportive" parents.  their materialistic crap doesn't hold up anymore...it hasn't worked for a while.  yes, i'm greatful for it but it's not what i need to live and have happiness in my heart.  the love i've been shown by jaime is literally what i've been looking for.  i used to think i wanted all of these "things" and i know my ex's had to deal with me being high matinence because i wanted shirts and jewlery and flowers and stuffed animals.  but then jaime came along and showed me a love that filled the gap that the shirts and jewlery and flowers and stuffed animals never could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of this has sounded cliche but i've come to the conclusion that love in itself is cliche.  you can watch as many romantic comedies as you want and when it all boils down, you fall for it anyway.</content>
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    <title>MARCH 1ST!</title>
    <published>2005-02-11T06:08:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-11T06:08:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">JAIME AND I ARE GETTING MARRIED ON MARCH 1ST!  ...of THIS year!  ...as in...a few weeks from now!&lt;br /&gt;we've recived blessings from both sides so all members of both sides will be present.  &lt;br /&gt;sorry there's no BIG wedding but we're going to throw an EVEN BIGGER reception when he comes home from Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOORAY!!!</content>
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    <title>jacksonville-north carolina</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T23:29:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T23:29:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*quietly singing* make of our hands one hand make of our hearts one heart...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that...there was NOTHING in jacksonville.  luckily the davis', jaime and i found ways to occupy our time.  i.e. indoor pool/jacuzzi, pool table, room service, a "mall" and wal-mart.  sad but still some how so much fun, proving once again that you can have the best time with your best friend anywhere...even in a place with a piggly wiggly and a bojangles.</content>
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    <title>these are a few of my favorite things</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T07:13:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T07:13:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>U2- Sunday Bloody Sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Things that would make me happy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. the cyst that’s growing inside my mother to NOT be cancerous&lt;br /&gt;2. my Nana to get over dementia and stop blaming me for everything that’s “missing” in her house that was never really there in the first place&lt;br /&gt;3. not getting a call from my parents telling me that Nana passed out in the Vons down the street and was taken to the emergency room&lt;br /&gt;4. not having such a hard time in LA&lt;br /&gt;5. having $800 spare dollars&lt;br /&gt;6. not owing my parents $3,500 &lt;br /&gt;7. not having my mother tell me that I should pay her before I get married because “it’s not Jaime’s problem or responsibility”&lt;br /&gt;8. my Nana going back to Georgia to a nursing home&lt;br /&gt;9. feeling like the smile on my face isn't forced&lt;br /&gt;10. getting an “A” on my world civilization quiz tomorrow for the first time even though I’ve done all the readings and still received bad grades&lt;br /&gt;11. not feeling like the fat kid in my gym classes&lt;br /&gt;12. not being the smelly kid in the classes AFTER being the fat kid in my gym classes&lt;br /&gt;13. explaining to the kinesiology department that being skinny doesn’t necessarily mean you’re healthy.&lt;br /&gt;14. being able to actually SPELL kinesiology&lt;br /&gt;15. getting a part that isn’t an obvious choice in this next show&lt;br /&gt;16. if people would stop telling me the “truth about marriage”&lt;br /&gt;17. being able to get good grades on things even though I’m not a test taker&lt;br /&gt;18. my world civilizations teacher to stop making assumptions and blanket statements about his students&lt;br /&gt;19. people to stop using Iraq and the Tsunami as examples for everything that’s going wrong in the world.&lt;br /&gt;20. if my internet stoped being stupid&lt;br /&gt;21. jaime home so we could see U2 live&lt;br /&gt;22. jaime home so we could plan a wedding&lt;br /&gt;23. jaime home so i know he's possitivly safe&lt;br /&gt;24. jaime home so we can finish our book&lt;br /&gt;25. jaime home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that DID/DO make me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. being able to go to north carolina&lt;br /&gt;2. being at an audition again&lt;br /&gt;3. having my best friend not mad at me like i thought she was&lt;br /&gt;4. getting e-mails from people who say they want to see me&lt;br /&gt;5. tylenol p.m.&lt;br /&gt;6. an engagment card from scotland&lt;br /&gt;7. bina having a boyfriend and feeling like life sucks less as a result&lt;br /&gt;8. pool with danny&lt;br /&gt;9. the upcoming weekend with my family&lt;br /&gt;10. popke making me laugh&lt;br /&gt;11. kreesey &amp; love-a-lot&lt;br /&gt;12. more hair care products&lt;br /&gt;13. sweet letters from jaime&lt;br /&gt;14. having a friend of mine i made in london auditioning for the show i am&lt;br /&gt;15. kristin and her bad-ass-ness&lt;br /&gt;16. flames&lt;br /&gt;17. hamburger helper&lt;br /&gt;18. having an idea for a shot in a movie i might one day make&lt;br /&gt;19. having a roommate i thought i wouldn't get along with but is actually really cool&lt;br /&gt;20. watching Napolean Dynamite all the way through&lt;br /&gt;21. having better sleeping hours&lt;br /&gt;22. bono&lt;br /&gt;23. bono's eye wear at all times&lt;br /&gt;24. picking up my charcoles&lt;br /&gt;25. caroline knowing and saying my name as well as knowing the answer to the question, "who loves nani?" and hearing her say, "jaime" with a smile on her face</content>
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    <title>novaregina @ 2005-01-08T07:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-08T15:06:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-08T15:06:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">please remember jaime in your prayers and/or thoughts</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:105048</id>
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    <title>novaregina @ 2005-01-03T15:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-03T23:06:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-03T23:06:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just thought i should let ya'll know that jaime and i are engaged! ^.^</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:novaregina:103299</id>
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    <title>novaregina @ 2004-10-01T13:24:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-01T20:24:59Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-01T20:24:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">more pictures on photobucket.com  under:iheartkatt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks again chris.  miss you biatch!</content>
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    <title>For Chris</title>
    <published>2004-09-19T22:48:57Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-19T22:56:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">...and anyone else who wants to see (obviously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are pictures of my friends, me, london, scotland, and ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/v376/iheartkatt/"&gt;http://photobucket.com/albums/v376/iheartkatt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, and Chris, Jaime's the one under "friends" with either the mohawk, looking like a cholo *le swoon!*, with a bass, in the pentagon of friends or in the pool holding Josh looking really creepy...so yeah...that's him) *giggles like the REALLY stupid girl she is* he's so great!...and hot...i love that man.  Ashby? Kristin? Can i get an amen?</content>
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    <title>For Kristin, Ashby, Lori and Carey...</title>
    <published>2004-09-08T22:13:29Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-08T22:13:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Journal Entry 9/8/04- London Term, Lexham Gardens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I’m sitting in my class, “British Experience,” I want to shoot myself in the head.  Instead I took out my aggression on a stick-figure who was no doubt resentful at the fact that his only purpose of creation was to die.&lt;br /&gt;I became overwhelmed today when I realized all of the assignments that must be completed, I have not yet done.  If I cared more about a grade, I would throw myself down at the mercy of C$ and the Hippie.  I would cry on their feet and wash the tears away with my multi-colored hair.  I would beg mercy and forgiveness for any wrongs I had caused.  I’d beg for freedom.  My grades have never gotten me far anyway.  I came to the conclusion that there was no need to dwell.  I’d pass with a C-, lie to my parents and tell them it was a B+ and never think about it again.  &lt;br /&gt;Other than that, today was the usual.  Tea and toast for breakfast, The “Bullshit Experience”, a wrap for lunch, (I couldn’t stomach another sandwich) Creative Writing with C$, potatoes for dinner (the better to hold your liquor with my dear) and delayed work for an evening of entertainment.  I have four, 1-2 page papers and five experiences due on Monday and Wednesday, respectively...or was that the other way around?  Or was it next week?  Was this the week I’d planned on missing class on Thursday due to an accidentally scheduled plane flight to Ireland?  Did I have to get another paper done for Media Literacy?  Which book did I have to read again?  Oh well, I watched Donnie Darko instead.&lt;br /&gt;I finally had an honest conversation with my cousin Jackie, whom I’ll be visiting after London term in Boston.  I told her the cold hard truths about her parents.  She left abruptly so cut me off just before I told her that her father was homosexual and her “Uncle Pauly” was indeed, her father’s lover.  Thank GoD she signed off.  I decided to use her life as the plot of a short story I will later write.  Using her situation as a metaphor for cooperate America, I will expose the underbelly of high society as so many have done before me.  I’ll no doubt receive an A.&lt;br /&gt;What a writer.  Playing the GoD-like puppet master, using people in my life without remorse or care. But isn’t our call as Christians to share the word?  Therefore, if I am indeed playing GoD, I am sharing the creative gifts that GoD has given me.  For better or for worse.  *Starts singing* This little light of mine.  I’m going to let it shine...&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I came to the conclusion that if my version of Frank were ever to appear, it would be in the form of THE BUN...and that would be much more terrifying than a six-foot tall bunny rabbit...</content>
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    <title>novaregina @ 2004-08-27T08:10:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-27T15:12:23Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Jaime's being sent to iraq.  january.  if you care/can please pray.</content>
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    <title>Ciao</title>
    <published>2004-08-07T07:15:22Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-07T07:15:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm off to Europe!</content>
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    <title>Ode to Lori</title>
    <published>2004-07-21T17:53:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-21T17:53:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">DEHRA DUN&lt;br /&gt;Lestat's Cafe&lt;br /&gt;9:00 p.m. Saturday&lt;br /&gt;$2 at the door&lt;br /&gt;(All proceeds go to the bands {who ROCK})</content>
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    <title>SHOW</title>
    <published>2004-06-21T19:21:06Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-21T19:21:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chasing Paper- Perfect</lj:music>
    <content type="html">CHASING PAPER and DEHRA DUN&lt;br /&gt;Lestat's Cafe&lt;br /&gt;9:00 p.m. Thursday&lt;br /&gt;$2&lt;br /&gt;(All proceeds go to the bands {who ROCK})</content>
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    <title>Final</title>
    <published>2004-06-17T02:05:46Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-17T02:05:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Good-bye my LJ friends.  I have converted to MySpace.com</content>
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    <title>Second Day</title>
    <published>2004-06-13T05:44:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T05:44:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dido- Don't Leave Home</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Scarification is the new tattoo.  I've come to realize this.  And I was thinking that it would've been cool to have my right hand more cut up so that it would scar straight up Jude Law style in Road to Perdition.  Anyway.  I did laundry today which might not have been the best idea but it needed to be done.  Tim came down and he, Kimberly and I all hung out.  We decided to meet Erick, Danny, and Nichi at Hometown Buffet for dinner and then go Downtown to play.  I was iffy about going Downtown but figured I'd go anyway.  Upon arrival I found out that Jaime had gone to the hospital to get checked up on.  He strained a muscle in his neck and was at home so I decided to not go Downtown and hang out with Jaime.  I figure neither one of us should be out anyway.  So yeah, we got a piece (ok, we got pieceS) of glass out of my head.  Something was hurting my head at dinner and I scratched it and it stung and when I got here I asked Jaime to look at it.  "Oh...it's...glass."  *Crap* Then comes the alcohol.  Instead of putting it ON an open wound, I think we should put it IN the system.  That kills pain from every angle.  But NO-O-O-O.  Fine! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.  Jaime and I, recovering, eating cheesecake, all hopped up on pain killers.  Good times.</content>
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    <title>Look for the Glass and Part of my Mind on the Corner of 10th and E</title>
    <published>2004-06-12T08:34:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-13T05:44:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dave Matthew's Band- Crash Into Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I guess first and foremost I should say this: (because I know people skim LJ entries)  I got into a car accident today.  It wasn't one of those "I got rear ended and I have to fix my bumper" scratches.  It was on of those "It was on the corner of 10th and E and Jared heard it in the kitchen of the loft" kind of crashes.  The car is totalled...but...it's ok because Jaime was going to buy a new car anyway.  Only now Erick's out of a car.  But hey, what are ya gonna do?  We got T-Boned on my side.  I got to ride in an ambulence...not as exciting as one would've expected.  There are no pictures on the ceiling or toys or movies or anything.  *Cough* Lame! *Cough*  So...yeah...the doctors say that I'll be fine.  But I'll have aches and pains for at least the next week and should try to stay inactive.  "Took a pretty hard hit there kid."  Haha.  A few minor cuts and bruises and I was still cracking jokes to all the paramedics and nurses and doctors.  I know I'm fine.  SU-PER KATT!  &lt;br /&gt;The only thing that really dragged me down today was that when I told my parents all they wanted to know was how I was getting home from the hospital and when I came through the door, they didn't get up.  But um...my mom showed me her new hair-do...I...I guess that's cool too.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it.  I was fine so Jaime, Danny, Kimberly and I all went to see Saved!  I told Jaime that I would sell his left nut in order to see it on opening night.  Luckily it was only a doctor's visit instead of a testicle.  It was great.  Very well done.  Only thing was one "in your face" part that was a little too apparent.&lt;br /&gt;DID I MENTION THE CHRYS GRADUATED!!!  Whee-who!  Our little girl is growing up so fast.  *Sniffle*  Jere and I spent the whole graduation making fun of everything.  I mean EVERYTHING.  He's such a riot.  So yeah, I'm going to go because my date is waiting for me to end this already. ^.^</content>
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