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  <updated>2008-08-20T05:26:06Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cellela:3174</id>
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    <title>bear with me</title>
    <published>2008-08-20T05:26:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-20T05:26:06Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>allie mix vol. 1</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"We are surrounded by worn-out images, and we deserve new ones." - Werner Herzog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be so good at writing these little blogs. Or at least I was&amp;nbsp;ok at&amp;nbsp;cryptically writing&amp;nbsp;other people's lyrics to explain how i felt.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am living in Montreal and have no job. My reason/excuse for being unemployed is because my fall semester is so packed that I would get fired or fail&amp;nbsp;courses if I did take on a job. Everywhere I went for interviews asked me to bring along my school schedule, so I got screwed. So now I stay home to avoid spending lots of money. Here is how I do it&lt;br /&gt;1. ride my bike or walk when I have the drive-which is never.&lt;br /&gt;2. buy cheap beer and only put one in the fridge at a time to ensure slower drinking.&lt;br /&gt;3.&amp;nbsp;read the easyway to quit smoking ( i actually reccomend this to all smokers interested, it let's you keep smoking&amp;nbsp;WHILE you read )&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;4. watch the olympics and other fine programming&amp;nbsp;because i've already paid my videotron bill.&lt;br /&gt;5. talk to lovely far away friends on msn. i used to think this was an annoying way for people i didn't like to get a hold of me, now i have ignored those people so much that they probably dislike me too and i&amp;nbsp;can stay online all day without being bothered.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;6. Blog. I'm here again aren't I ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cellela:2247</id>
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    <title>cellela @ 2008-05-05T14:54:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-05T19:01:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-05T19:01:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">sweet jesus i am bored out of my fucking mind. i think i'm going to call off the hold on my visa and go spend some quality time at h&amp;amp;m. save me promenade!&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it has come to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday mother&amp;amp;me&amp;nbsp; walked around the mill pond for hours. i tried to calculate how much of my high schoool life was spent around those paths. hopefully more than was spent behind starbucks on unionville mainstreet. i'd take mill pond bike cops and geese shit over the stretch of lindsay lohan moms any day.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cellela:1812</id>
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    <title>cellela @ 2008-04-19T14:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-19T18:43:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-19T18:43:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;on day 5 of patio regiment. this includes; waking up at noon, eating breakfast type foods, buying a six pack, putting on boxer shorts, grabbing a book,cigarettes and 6 pack and sitting down on the balcony.&amp;nbsp;I stay like this until 6, eat dinner (mostlikely smokehouse BBQ) return to balcony for evening hijinx and socialization. 9pm rent movie, watch, fall asleep before midnight.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;intense rehearsal process and show week resume on monday, so will be limited to evening patio schedule then introduced to lame post show partying in the village. only lame because i have realized i'm a day time drunk, night time drunk is way lamer because i could be sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;after show will leave montreal for a week or two, only returning to leave for vermont to work on a demon circus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cellela:1680</id>
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    <title>cellela @ 2008-03-19T00:36:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-19T04:39:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-19T04:39:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;i had a good joke that i thought about posting earlier, but now i can't remember it. i think it had to do with me making a joke without&amp;nbsp;using someone else's joke.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;joke is a funny word. &lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>too soon</title>
    <published>2007-11-10T23:59:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T23:59:14Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>like i said songs:1990-91</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;nursing an all day hangover is the only way to get things done around the internet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;when i hit the backspace key while typing, it changes the songs on my itunes.&lt;br /&gt;technology baffles me sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jimmy loves the habs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/cellela/pic/00001wta/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="" width="180" border="0" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/cellela/pic/00001wta/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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