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  <title>I love him not nor I hate him not;</title>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2007 06:27:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>i&apos;m ready to conquer the world.</title>
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  <description>what a day.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 24 Dec 2006 04:10:57 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>what the eff. it&apos;s may already. remember when we used to check these things daily in order to either a) look at pics posted of things that had occured within a 24-hour radius or b) look for shout-outs AND accounts of what had occured within a 24-hour radius? me too. senior year has given me a lot of extra time. thinking time. time to ponder and wonder and fret and calculate and imagine and... it scares me. it literally scares me that at this time next year i have no idea where i&apos;m gonna be in my life. well, i do, obviously i&apos;ll be in fredonia but i don&apos;t know how i&apos;ll be holding up or if i&apos;ll survive on my own or whatever. it scares me that i don&apos;t know what i&apos;ll be doing, because i&apos;ve gotten used to the security of a home and food and all those other good necessities, and it scares me to admit it. life is too short to impress everyone you &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; you know. life is too short to make everyone else happy. life is too short to worry about what others think of you, or whether or not they&apos;re happy. and i know that sounds incredibly selfish, but it&apos;s the god-honest truth. they were right, this is the year when you realize who&apos;s important to you and who&apos;s just a face that you pass on the road of life [no cheesiness intended]. you know what&apos;s come of all that thinking and contemplating and being pensive and curious and blah blah blah de blah? boredom. i have too much free freakin&apos; time. i need some type of excitement. but i&apos;m too chicken to go searching for it. it&apos;s may, and this year has been a bit of a let down. i don&apos;t know, with all the work that i HAVEN&apos;T done and the under-achiever mode at full blast, i&apos;ve just been left with this sense of incompetence. and i hate it. i don&apos;t know what i&apos;m doing. i don&apos;t know what i&apos;ve done. i&apos;m in this vat of not knowing, and i don&apos;t even know how to get out of this one. so i&apos;m just gonna keep on doing it. because that&apos;s all that i have time for anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i go to be all sneaky-stealth like and make a new entry when apparently i typed up the thing about in... MAY? what? how the hell did this thing save for so damn long? i don&apos;t even know. but the good thing is that, yes, i&apos;m alive. yes, i&apos;m slightly bored. and no, i&apos;m not going on a rant because unlike all the other times... i really don&apos;t have anything to rant about. and i&apos;m happy. and it&apos;s almost 11:11pm for all you folks that make wishes on 11:11. and i love you. that is all. &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 03:58:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>PICTURES</title>
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  <description>if you have ANY pictures from KMK, ITW, or Anything Goes, please send those in my direction. please&amp;thanks. &amp;lt;3</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jan 2006 21:10:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hm.</title>
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  <description>waking up at 3 in the afternoon is something you just don&apos;t kid about when you&apos;ve spent the previous night with a chocolate fondue fountain, toasting marshmellows, kareoke, discussing whether chocolate is just &apos;chocolate&apos; or if it&apos;s considered a candy, poker &amp; white castle until 5am. yeah, you wish your family was as awesome as mine.</description>
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  <lj:music>Bad- my flippin&apos; sister.</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 27 Jan 2006 04:12:59 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>grr.</title>
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  <description>if i fail the friggin MathBReg again, i&apos;m gonna incapacitate someone. that&apos;s a promise.</description>
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  <lj:music>Me and Julio Down by the School Yard</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 22:41:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>IntoTheWoods [new pics!]</title>
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  <description>&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/howbrave.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;... how brave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/inneedofdirection.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;In need of direction&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/kevkts.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recreational Rehearsal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/likefatherlikeson.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The problem is, son, the farther you run the more you feel undefined.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/reflect.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;This is why girls make going to the bathroom a social event.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/jamstevieme.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;When first I appear, I seem deleterious!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/cutiepatooties.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Severed. Effing. Head.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/sweetie.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;to mind, to heed, to find, to think, to teach, to join, to go to the festival.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/keithypez.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KILL THE DEVIL, CUT HIS EVIL HEAD OFF! [has absolutely no significance]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/fluff.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh dear.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/wig-1.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;who put fluff near the asian.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/wig-2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eh. it was inevitable. &lt;u&gt;and we didn&apos;t even use it in the play.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/closingnightanddressydresses002.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pre-Show Jammin&apos;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/msAstevie.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yep, that&apos;s Stevie with Ms. A. They&apos;re rockin&apos;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/closingnightanddressydresses004.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bumpin&apos; &amp; Grindin&apos;?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/preshowdanceparty3.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;just look at all that talent.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/wolfie2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hello, Mr. Wolf!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/marvel-ous.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I just thought this shot looked cool. (He thinks he&apos;s cool, winking at the cam.)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/britconmigo.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cindy-poo; Witchy-pie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/kelli.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don&apos;t let appearances fool you. She knows the whole show by heart. RUN AWAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/IMNOTTHELAD.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&apos;M NOT THE LAD!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/witchwolves.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;They&apos;re NOT bunnies, possums, cats, or racoons. trust me.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/Biffles.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bakeress&amp;Enchantress pt I.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/pimpinwiththecowandpunzy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 cute couple &amp; a meddling witch.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/whathotties.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Greater The Good... &lt;i&gt;The Harder The Blow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/ohsocharmin.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh SO charming.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/giants-in-the-skyyy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp; you know things now that you never knew before, not &apos;til the sky.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/witchbakeress.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Witchy and Wifey pt deux.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/AHTIFWOLF.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vanna White at a carshow.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/eh.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And I laid a little spell on them... You too, son.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/Nectarines.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You Should See My Nectarines.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/zeeshow4.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Utter perfection; one brittle, one supple, one moment my dear.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/staywithme.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You are ashamed of me, you are ashamed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/TRANSFORM.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wrong ingredients. &lt;u&gt;Forget about a child.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/zeeshow13taDAH.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tah-DAH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/zeeshow10sodamnhappy.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thaaaaank you for the slipper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/zeeshow8nowimordinary.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And now I&apos;m ordinary. Lost my power &amp; my flower.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/intothewoodsthanouttathewoods.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Into the woods then out of the wooooooooooooooooooods&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/morethanfootmen.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;More than footmen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/therethere.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There, there&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/lastmidnightBIG.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;You&apos;re not good, you&apos;re not bad, You&apos;re just nice.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/ITSTHELASTmidnight.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Here, you want a bean? HAVE ANOTHER BEAN. Beans were made for making you rich!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/zeeshowwherenothingsclear.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;There are always wolves, there are always spells, there are always beans, or a giant dwells there.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/zeebowswolves.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Though you may encounter wolves!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/zeebowsfinal.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Careful the tale you tell, that is the spell&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/bubumeme.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;After show family lovee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/aftershowdinner2.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appetizers- 50% off. SWEEET&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/BLUFF.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;POKER FACES. Can you tell who&apos;s BS&apos;ing?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/closingnightanddressydresses036.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just when we&apos;re done with the woods, Dani&amp;I climb a tree. how poetic.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/ITW.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosting by Photobucket&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;And Happy Ever After!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Your Fault- Into the Woods Sachem North HS Cast&lt;3</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Jan 2006 04:05:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>bittersweet</title>
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  <description>i miss it so much more than i ever expected to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck, i&apos;m gonna go cry again.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 21 Jan 2006 05:49:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>IntoTheWoods</title>
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  <description>oh man. let&apos;s start with snip its, cuz that&apos;s as far as i can remember. right. so, snip its was really fun this year. after not being in school on monday for Martin Luther King Jr. day, and missing the whole of Tuesday&apos;s schooling for in-school last minute rehearsal-chaos, it came along so much better than everyone expected. for the most part, NO ONE recognized me when i set foot onstage during the first half of the show, which was basically 4 periods [including the repitition of the opening of Act I for 8th]. that was cool. i finally got my prosthetics done, and was able to pull off the transformation scene. yayy. i think the awesomest thing, though, was when kaity&apos;s molestation scene came on, and the entire period that came were catcalling like crazy. beasts. the lucky ones that saw the snip-its in my classes were all like &apos;hey, rapping&apos;s cool&apos; and i&apos;m all &apos;yes, yes it is.&apos; = ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, the school day before opening night was really weird for me because i wasn&apos;t really excited or nervous about the coming night. i totally bombed the economics midterm, since i haven&apos;t set foot in that class for ... oh, a week? yeah. that too. the social issues final was fantastically simple. that made me smile. the rest of the day was cake. i love being a senior. teehee. the best was when JordanRom was all &apos;oh man, when that guy and that chick got together in the show..&apos; and i was like &apos;KAITYDAVIE?&apos; and he&apos;s like &apos;oh right, i forgot she was in it.&apos; dorkkkk. then i went home after school, finished The Da Vinci Code [&amp;lt;3] and slept for an hour. when i went to school for calltime, WE HAD A DANCE PARTY SINCE WE HAD AN HOUR TO KILL. i love our cast, Time warp, thriller, and BSB. lovelovelove. one of the best parts of my night consisted of jumping up and down on that stage and Kelleher looking at us from the lighting booth making the lights do crazy club-like things. ahahha. awesome. ok, opening night was phenom. i broke my staff on rapunzel&apos;s castle, and crew came to the rescue with masking tape. i couldn&apos;t stop laughing backstage so much that i almost missed my next entrance. MASKING TAPE&amp;lt;3333. frankenburg[sp?] broke a drum. silly nilly. i think that it was probably one of the greatest opening nights ever. east kids are LOVEEEEE. everyone who watched had so many nice things to say, and there were things said that i really appreciated. when it comes to me performing, i take everything with a grain of salt.  it made me really happy that i exceeded their expectations. Eff that, i&apos;m glad that i exceeded my own damn expectations. i&apos;m just glad that i proved to myself that i can actually do it. i had madd asians at my house later that night, and that was incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the school day before the second night, on the other hand, was madness. social issues part II essay[s] made my hand cramp, i bombed also part II of the Economics test [blargh, comstock] and i left school early during 6th period because my mother is lovely. i slept for 3 hours, and it was glorious. OH! best thing though? we watched ON THE TOWN in symph because murph decided to give us a break. i love herrrr. we sang along to EVERYTHING, and everyone hated us. screw &apos;em. lol. ann miller is love. dani adinolfi thinks she can learn the hardcore tap dance that she does in her scene. pshh. good luck with that dani, it&apos;s my fav old movie ever and i&apos;ve watched it so many damn times, yet even I can&apos;t figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second night was, in a word, wonderous. ANOTHER DAMN DANCE PARTY, yet again. this time, major cotton eyed-joe and chacha slide-age. no booty drop though, i missed it again. sad. on a lighter note, nothing broke, for one. another thing, i succeeded in making hoffman cry during one of my songs. hehehe. also, my aunt taped the show with her professional-ness, so now i can actually SEE what all the fuss is about. BEST PART OF MY NIGHT- this random chick, after the show, attacks me and goes &apos;do it.&apos; and i&apos;m like &apos;...what?&apos; and she&apos;s like &apos;do it. do it.&apos; and shoves her phone in my face. she recorded me saying &lt;i&gt;&apos;what are ya doin&apos;&lt;/i&gt; and now it&apos;s her ring tone. sweeeet. lol. celeb status is FUNNNN. le sigh. sari comes up to me and goes &apos;oh my god, i GET IT!! you&apos;re telling your mom to take you away in the song!!&apos; and i&apos;m like &apos;we have one night left, man. it&apos;s about time, sari.&apos; i ate cake. it had bernice on it. And in it. heh. then Fez and Meg kidnapped me and i gave pat and kaits a hernia/ heartattack? yeah. we went to friendly&apos;s, and SURPRISE SURPRISE kelli brady&apos;s clan was there, that was good. &lt;i&gt;didn&apos;t we burn something here in this parking lot?&lt;/i&gt; hahahaha. OH OH OH, and freakin&apos; Kris Vicencio showing up randomly? that was freakin&apos; awesome. especially since i greeted him &apos;You HOMO! what are you doing here?&apos; ahahahaha. RIFF(T)ING. AHAHAHA. joyous. i&apos;m in love with everything life&apos;s throwing at me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;lordy lordy, i&apos;m gonna cry my little eyes out tomorrow, but i&apos;m NOT gonna forget my camera like i did tonight and I WILL take ridiculous amounts of pictures and there WILL be crazy pranks going on since Ms. Jean isn&apos;t here to threaten us and KELLEHER is cool. bwahahahah. Crew? i&apos;m scared. i have no idea what&apos;s up you&apos;re sleeve, but nevertheless, i&apos;m expecting christian and a box somewhere in there. :wink: um. freakin&apos; A man, our closing night is tonight. that&apos;s ridic. i&apos;m really upset it&apos;s all coming to a close. everything about this production has been magical, and i&apos;m not gonna lie when i say that i&apos;m gonna miss it. the saddest thing of our second night, after the bows, was when kelleher hugged me and said &apos;there&apos;s only one more of these left.&apos; yepp. that&apos;s right. and it&apos;s gonna be amazing. i know it. it&apos;s bittersweet, really; i can&apos;t wait, but, i don&apos;t want it to come so that it doesn&apos;t end. ah life, silly little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS- for the record. brett bretterson wins in the best voice mails ever. my fav?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&quot;...it was the best performance, by far. even better than, ya know, &lt;i&gt;justintryingtoactstraight&lt;/i&gt;.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said it like that too, really fast, smushed together and everything. &lt;br /&gt;ahahaha GENIUS. k i&apos;m done.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2006 02:55:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>...i&apos;m sorry, what?</title>
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  <description>we open tomorrow??</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2006 01:59:32 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hollerrr.</title>
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  <description>right. so, today was fun. i love playing &lt;b&gt;Apples to Apples.&lt;/b&gt; it&apos;s a definate must for a good time. that and alcohol. lots. economics is disasterous. oh! i totally failed a test today. funnily enough? it was a citizenship test. i got the most questions wrong, and everyone thinks i should get deported now. but seriously, who honestly knows how many amendments there are in the constitution, or who would be president if the pres. and vice drop dead, or what state was the 49th to be accepted into the union? yeah... shut it. all i can say is i&apos;m lucky that i was born a citizen. ahaha. i&apos;m horrendous. i climbed a wall today in proj. adv. it was monsterous, and lovely at the same time. kelli and i are rope tying fiends, we tied 2 peoples ropes today, in 5 seconds flat. it was awesome. falco asked me if i&apos;d climbed before, because it took me a little less than 3 minutes to climb the wall. stellar. kaitydavie&apos;s parents think i&apos;m insane, because i told them the IKEA story. he he he he. in english, we talked about isolationism and what it means to be an &apos;outcast&apos;. we talked about the reasons why, like how there&apos;s a difference in views and outlooks and such, and how those feel a certain detachment due to the lack of relation to others around you. it came up that there are preconcieved notions about the certain people that are cast into exile. i used to believe that it went both ways, that you could just as easily be forced into being a loner, or be a loner by choice, but Boyle posed a good question... &quot;Who would choose to be exiled?&quot; if anyone can answer me, i&apos;d really appreciate it. i was left dumbfounded, i couldn&apos;t come up with a coherent response, and it rather suprised me. rehearsal made me feel real good today, we finally got passed Act I! woot. and then Act II made me wanna vomit, because no one knew their lines. but that&apos;s OK, because we hadn&apos;t done the actual Act in ... what, a couple of weeks now? eh, it&apos;ll come together tomorrow, where we&apos;ll pick up right where we left off. the numbers in the show that i just have to sit in the audience for are &lt;u&gt;It Takes Two&lt;/u&gt; [which was so cute today], &lt;u&gt;Agony 1 &amp; 2&lt;/u&gt; [but those boys are too funny], and &lt;u&gt;Hello Little Girl&lt;/u&gt; [because Wolfie is my absolute fav.] a tree broke today. 7/11 slurpees are all the rage. kaits and i are gonna audition with For Good for the Mid-year graduation ceremony. ironic thing? we realized that the last couple of people who&apos;ve sung that song have actually lost touch with one another, which is precisely what the song&apos;s about. but, she reassured me in saying that it isn&apos;t OUR graduation, therefore, we&apos;re an exception to the &apos;curse&apos;. agreed. i&apos;ve come to the conclusion that her room &amp; walls in general, are basically memories waiting to be relived. although there are some definite memories i could live without, you gotta take the good with the bad. it&apos;s all or nothing, as simple as that.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 08 Jan 2006 18:45:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>feelin&apos; lucky</title>
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  <description>I learned how to play poker last night.&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up until 3:30 in the morning &lt;br /&gt;playing it with my godfather and my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I was exhausted when I woke up at 9:50 this morning.&lt;br /&gt;But, I, somehow, still became a schitzo @ our 10 o&apos;clock rehearsal.&lt;br /&gt;... Sure, I was 30 minutes late, but it&apos;s not like we started on time anyway.&lt;br /&gt;And practice ended way early, so we didn&apos;t finish Act I.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I just realized that if we do have Snip-its [which we need]&lt;br /&gt;Hell week starts officially on Wednesday this week.&lt;br /&gt;fuckers.&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sleeping&lt;br /&gt;now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jan 2006 01:35:05 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Super</title>
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  <description>i&apos;m a maniac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thoroughly enjoy playing BULLSHIT with the underclassmen chorus guys. they&apos;re so funny. freakin&apos; hysterical way to spend a lunch period. along with that, i&apos;m very content that i seem to know a lot more of my lines than i expected. thank goodness for Liz &quot;Hughie&quot; Hughes &amp; Denise &amp; Kristen Carlin for running my lines everyday this week 8th period cuz of the Symph auditions- hence, more time to learn the lines. i&apos;m not so concerned about the way our play will turn-out, i know it&apos;ll go swimmingly. i&apos;m just glad we got through as much as we did afterschool today. Act I is hell to get through. Blimey. oh yes, and i had a staff today [and by staff? i mean unscrewed broom handle. heh. ] I think the best part of having that freakin&apos; broom handle was all the skits i pulled whenever we had a sort of malfunction in the show. for ex. when i found out people were comparing me to Rafiki, i waddled out during the whole &apos;grannys house&apos; conundrum and sang &lt;b&gt;asanti Sana squashed Banana&lt;/b&gt;, and the like.  oh! yes, the best random thing with a broom handle was when garrison and me sat on the platform and reenacted &lt;b&gt;The Phantom of the Opera&lt;/b&gt;... me being The Phantom, of course, cuz i was the one rowing. I&apos;m definately frightened about climbing up that tower, though, especially with staff at hand. that should indeed be interesting to watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i had &lt;i&gt;arroz con pollo&lt;/i&gt; &amp; it actually made me miss spanish. for 3.5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT&apos;S OVER...&apos;D</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2006 03:22:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Psyched!</title>
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  <description>am I the only one who reacts to the &lt;u&gt;When A Stranger Calls&lt;/u&gt; trailer by being extremely nervous, but an edge-of-your-seat &apos;oh man, so gotta see this&apos;- uber excited- &quot;nervous&quot;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows, me wanting to watch a suspenseful movie is a revelation.&lt;br /&gt;The last time I&apos;ve seen a &apos;scary&apos; movie was Identity, &lt;br /&gt;in what, 9th grade?? [bad experience.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You crazy kids have been waiting for this day ever since that possesed locker yelled at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, right.&lt;br /&gt;Who&apos;s comin&apos; with me?&lt;br /&gt;...As long as you don&apos;t abandon me to get some gummy bears during the 1st death scene,&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m game.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2006 02:38:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>awe.</title>
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  <description>i think i love christian villalobos.&lt;br /&gt;i can&apos;t wait for Advanced Soc [next semester] to start already, &lt;br /&gt;cuz then i&apos;ll be in 1st period with him, Jordan Rom, KevRy, JessCabral, Bridge, and Tim. it&apos;s gonna be so kickass.&lt;br /&gt;WE FINALLY FINISHED BLOCKING THE PLAY.&lt;br /&gt;well, for the most part. &lt;br /&gt;we only missed one ... &lt;br /&gt;a couple of scenes, &lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, &lt;br /&gt;it&apos;s just the opening of Act II. ech.&lt;br /&gt;i have a couple of new years resolutions that i didn&apos;t have before,&lt;br /&gt;seeing as how i didn&apos;t really have any before&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i&apos;m a cheater. so sue me.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just may post them at a later date.&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m gonna finish hanging out with my parents because that&apos;s what i do.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 04 Jan 2006 03:58:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>delectable</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/Stini/ahahaha.gif&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finito.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 03 Jan 2006 23:00:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hey so yeah!</title>
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  <description>the following will be told in run-on sentence mode for a more hectic effect to convey the story better, ready go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the biggest news i have today is that i saw an unnecessary person and it was really awkward and funny because i went to visit the select chorus with keithy since drama ended early and as i poke my head in and scan the rows, who was sitting there but &lt;u&gt;insert name here&lt;/u&gt; himself so when everyone was waving, including &lt;u&gt;insert name here&lt;/u&gt;, i tried my best not to scoff or cry as i waved back in which case i decided to run and attack christian and fez, who had just entered the music wing, and inform them that &lt;u&gt;insert name here&lt;/u&gt;  was in the building, when fez decided he wanted to see for himself but never got to and christian said &apos;did you tell kel&apos; and so i proceeded to run like hell to the ladder where she was painting a tree on the stage and i was all &apos;kel, &lt;u&gt;insert name here&lt;/u&gt;  is here&apos; and she responded by JUMPING OFF THE LADDER and running away, so i followed her and we ended up spending the rest of non-rehearsal in the catwalk in fear that we&apos;d bump into &lt;u&gt;insert name here&lt;/u&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND... SCENE.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2006 20:52:13 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;you play a symphony &lt;br /&gt;with my heartstrings&lt;br /&gt;like the virtuoso that you are.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Dec 2005 23:54:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>2-0-0-5 at a glance</title>
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  <description>In 2-0-0-5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opened an act&lt;br /&gt;lost some trust&lt;br /&gt;climbed a roof&lt;br /&gt;made a change&lt;br /&gt;met a boy&lt;br /&gt;caused a ruckus&lt;br /&gt;stole some goods&lt;br /&gt;told the truth&lt;br /&gt;got annoyed&lt;br /&gt;had a job&lt;br /&gt;dated that boy&lt;br /&gt;failed a test&lt;br /&gt;really cried&lt;br /&gt;gained respect&lt;br /&gt;stopped visiting&lt;br /&gt;questioned things&lt;br /&gt;traveled far&lt;br /&gt;went on a date&lt;br /&gt;pet a monkey&lt;br /&gt;took some pictures&lt;br /&gt;commanded the stage&lt;br /&gt;lost that job&lt;br /&gt;kissed that boy&lt;br /&gt;dove head-first&lt;br /&gt;watched some movies&lt;br /&gt;S A T&lt;br /&gt;watched broadway night&lt;br /&gt;shared some laughs&lt;br /&gt;got stuck in Tokyo&lt;br /&gt;stole some hearts&lt;br /&gt;battled a hangover&lt;br /&gt;slept really late&lt;br /&gt;took a chance&lt;br /&gt;pickle-partied&lt;br /&gt;lost some contact&lt;br /&gt;came back home&lt;br /&gt;had some shots&lt;br /&gt;got really tan&lt;br /&gt;laughed hysterically&lt;br /&gt;had an accent&lt;br /&gt;came to a realization&lt;br /&gt;broke up with that boy&lt;br /&gt;been discriminated against&lt;br /&gt;ate new food&lt;br /&gt;saw new places&lt;br /&gt;danced on a bar&lt;br /&gt;read some books&lt;br /&gt;renewed friendships&lt;br /&gt;got sick&lt;br /&gt;lost all hope&lt;br /&gt;retook &amp; scored higher&lt;br /&gt;got a lead&lt;br /&gt;held hands&lt;br /&gt;got sicker&lt;br /&gt;experienced jetlag&lt;br /&gt;grew out hair&lt;br /&gt;got a digital camera&lt;br /&gt;made a difference&lt;br /&gt;got better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best of all, &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve accepted what i cannot change&lt;br /&gt;and learned to embrace what i&apos;ve got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve got mixed emotions about 2-0-0-5. &lt;br /&gt;no regrets though.&lt;br /&gt;just forgettable mishaps and priceless moments.&lt;br /&gt;if anything, i&apos;m just glad i can say i lived.&lt;br /&gt;so, &lt;br /&gt;good bye to dear 2005 &amp;&lt;br /&gt;come on down 2006, &lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve been waiting for ya.</description>
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  <lj:music>mama mia- ABBA</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Dec 2005 13:42:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pickles, and movies, and &apos;if&apos; oh my!</title>
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  <description>hey, whoa.&lt;br /&gt;kaitydavie slept with kelli brady last night. &lt;br /&gt;WoOoOo&lt;br /&gt;[i took the couch&amp;lt;3]&lt;br /&gt;so, family stone with jordan, kaits, &amp; kelkel last night was ridiculously entertaining. i don&apos;t know why everyone made such a big terrible ordeal about how horrible it was. &lt;i&gt;it really wasn&apos;t all too bad&lt;/i&gt;. then again, it was probably because we were all together, which is entertaining on it&apos;s own accord. TOUGH SHIT. and cherry popping. and uncomfortable dinner scenes. and crazy-cool chase sequences. and laughing until tummies really really really hurt. and pot. lots of pot. BEST PART? when we realized that there were 2 couples of lesbianlovers last night, it took kait to process what exactly was going down. sillynilly.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we went home and kaity read my walls and old playbills from eons ago. and kel went back to her house and came here laterr. my dad&apos;s cool and get&apos;s pickles without me telling to do so. he&apos;s makin&apos; pancakes for us right now, i love him. everyone got to pass my camera around and take silly mirror group pictures and the like. then the girls scouraged my bookshelf and found this book called &apos;IF&apos;. i completely forgot about it until last night, by the way. it&apos;s amazing. everyone should try it. it&apos;s a bunch of random &apos;what if&apos;s&apos; that you don&apos;t really have to think about in real life, but it&apos;s interesting to hear the answers from others. AHAHAHAH. for-instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If your plane was to crash, &lt;br /&gt;&amp; you had enough time to write a little note to anyone in the world, &lt;br /&gt;who would you write it to, and what would it say?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;MY TRAVEL AGENT- YOU BASTARD&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If you could be one instrument for the rest of your life, what would it be and why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;d be a drum, because I can be offbeat&quot;&lt;br /&gt;ba-dum-bum-CHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelovelove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we never got to watch GreatMouseDetective/Hunchback/Mulan/Oliver&amp;Comp because we got so caught up in talking about the &apos;perfect man&apos; and &apos;unnecesary crushes&apos; amoung other things. lesbianlesbianlesbianssssss.</description>
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  <lj:music>SUPERMAN THEME [now i can differentiate, hah]</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">SUPERMAN THEME [now i can differentiate, hah]</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Dec 2005 04:03:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My mantra.</title>
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  <description>A positive attitude may not solve all your problems, &lt;br /&gt;but it will annoy enough people to make it worth the effort.&lt;br /&gt;-Herm Albright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe, yeah.</description>
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  <lj:music>vacuum?</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2005 07:01:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tiffany Carlin owns my soul</title>
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  <description>Today was sheer bliss, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;First off, my sister and I ventured to the far reaches of Fire Island, only to discover that we did, in fact, miss the exit for Roosevelt Field... and then, realize on the way back from Fire Island... that we missed the damn exit again. I choose to believe that they knocked down the whole damn mall and moved it while we weren&apos;t looking, but alas, thank goodness [and not so much] for local roads, because we ended up at The Source, which is 4 minutes away from Roosevelt Field. BUT WE NEVER ENDED UP GOING TO THAT MALL THAT WE INTENDED TO GO TO. and, may I just say, drivers are really scary during holiday breaks. Twice, my sister and I got dirty looks on the highway, while they proceeded to overtake us. Bastards. I so flipped them the bird when they weren&apos;t lookin&apos;. I&apos;m cool. So then, we shopped ridiculous amounts. I found the dress that I ended up wearing later tonight for Tiffy&apos;s semi-formal 4th annual Xmas Partay&amp;lt;3. Then my sister and I ate at Cheesecake Factory, and found that they serve incredibly large portions of food, and therefore brought it home with us. Then I proceeded to dye my hair red [2nd time this week, people], and get ready for the festive occasion held every year for the past 4 years at Tiffany&apos;s house. woot.&lt;br /&gt;I ended up arriving an hour [and change] late. I was greeted by many, mostly flocking to me before I could take off my damn coat. It was rather invigorating seeing so many familiar faces, and some who were not so familiar at the same time. I missed out on the food part of the dinner, but proceeded to make up for it in cheesecake&amp;lt;3. I love that I got a camera for Christmas, for I was ridiculously trigger-happy. Oh My God. Is it sad to say that this is the second time I had to sing on the freakin&apos; Magic Mike/Sing Kareoke machine for a christmas party this week? cuz I seem to think so. For the first half of the night, Cohen entertained us with many a-song. And then when he left, Francis Rimando and Greg Manno filled in. Taboo is fantastical, but Cranium kicks its ass... although we didn&apos;t play it today, but that goes without saying [Sorry JessBossica, but it&apos;s true.] I was rather upset that there was no mistletoe at this party, for I&apos;ve never seen mistletoe... ever, during the holiday season. Or my entire life, for that matter, but alas, Nikky made up for it by singing absurd made up &apos;tagalog/filipino&apos; words on the kareoke, and letting me get it on tape. lovelovelove. And props to Kristen Carlin for giving me fuzzy slippers to wear the entire night, that SO didn&apos;t clash with my ensemble. And for Leeny-Bean for shouting uncensored, hardcore versions of every song that anyone sang that night with me. Kelli and Christian matched tonight, that frightened me tremendously. [i feel replaced.] &lt;i&gt;awkward&lt;/i&gt; lol. oh, and I&apos;m glad you liked your giftie, Pat, but seriously... it was gonna be SOOOOOOO much better. well, funnier, in my eyes. but can&apos;t tell ya what it was supposed to be. secrettttt. Oh, and Brit is so gonna be my go-to girl for days to come. and kaitydavie, we be chillin&apos; mucho amounts come thursday. I&apos;m beyond psyched, I can hardly contain my enthusiasm. how did this become a shout out thing? 5 people are like, my friends, and 2 read my entries. that&apos;s semi-ridic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and Jordan? &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; a l l e r g i e s&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; THANK YOU for letting me borrow your shoes for .4 seconds. = ] we&apos;ll watch movies soon. promise promise. [no really, this time.]</description>
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  <lj:music>My Heart Will Go On- David Cohen. you bastard.</lj:music>
  <media:title type="plain">My Heart Will Go On- David Cohen. you bastard.</media:title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2005 03:21:47 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>blubbering</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;[X] I have a cell phone.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am an only child.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am a shopaholic&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love dangly earrings.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have smoked a cigarette before&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have DONE/doing drugs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I am/used to be an alcoholic&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have Drank/drunk alcohol&lt;br /&gt;[X] I like cold weather&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;m obsessed with the computer&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have shot a gun before.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I can&apos;t live without music.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have zero tolerance for ignorant people.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have ridden on a motorcycle before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;ll be in this town forever&lt;br /&gt;[X] I&apos;ve been to 5 other countries.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I get annoyed easily&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I eventually want/have kids&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have neat handwriting&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have more than a few horrible memories&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am addicted to chocolate&lt;br /&gt;[X] My parents are strict&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love airplane rides&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love being in pictures&lt;br /&gt;[X] I can be mean when i want to be&lt;br /&gt;[X] My parents care about my grades&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am easy to talk to&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I cry easily&lt;br /&gt;[X] I procrastinate&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I wish i were smarter.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I&apos;m afraid of flying.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I HATE drama&lt;br /&gt;[X] But I find it anyway&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I bite my nails&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have been on a 10 hour car ride&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I never fight with my parents&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love the beach&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have had the chicken pox&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have gone out in public in my pajamas&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have a best friend&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have moved at least once.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I truly love my friends&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have/had braces&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love to write.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have had broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love my computer&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love guys/girls that play the drums&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love guys/girls that play the guitar/bass&lt;br /&gt;[X] I&apos;m a happy person&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love to dance&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love to sing&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love to act crazy and be funny&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love cleaning my room&lt;br /&gt;[X] I tend to get jealous easily&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love night better than day.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have been on the phone for over 5 hours at a time.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like to study for tests&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have had pneumonia.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am too forgiving.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have horrible sense in direction.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I miss elementary school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I like the color pink.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I love to sew&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My eye color changes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I play on a sports team.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I become stressed easily.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I hate liars.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I like comfy sweatpants&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can play the piano&lt;br /&gt;[X] Love to dance in the rain&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate needles&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am a perfectionist.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I always wanted to learn to play the guitar&lt;br /&gt;[X] I hate the feeling of failure.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have friends in other countries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I know how to cook&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I can speak another language fluently&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am selfish&lt;br /&gt;[X] I still act like a little kid&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have allergies&lt;br /&gt;[X] I used to play with Barbies&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love to read&lt;br /&gt;[X] I wish I were more motivated for school.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love getting stuff in the mail.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have problems with letting go of old feelings/memories&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate being alone.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love friends and think i can never have too many&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love summer.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love the weekends&lt;br /&gt;[X] I can type with one hand&lt;br /&gt;[X] I live in a house.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I wear make-up.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have ridden on an underground subway.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I go to church/temple.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have never been camping&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I hate cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I usually get what i want.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have been on stage before.&lt;br /&gt;[X] I love roller coasters&lt;br /&gt;[X] I am close with my mother&lt;br /&gt;[ ] My nails are polished right now&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have been skiing or snowboarding&lt;br /&gt;[ ] I have a boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;[X] I have a crush on someone&lt;br /&gt;[X] I think about them a lot&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>Always a woman to me- Billy Joel</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2005 18:55:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Charles M. Schulz is a genius</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;My life has no purpose, &lt;br /&gt;no direction, &lt;br /&gt;no aim, &lt;br /&gt;no meaning, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;and yet I&apos;m happy.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t figure it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;What am I doing right ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 26 Dec 2005 05:17:01 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>quizzical</title>
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  <description>1.smoked a cigarette? No, and I don&apos;t intend to&lt;br /&gt;2.smoked a cigar? Yes, didn&apos;t see anything special though&lt;br /&gt;3.made out with a member of the opposite sex? Yes sir&lt;br /&gt;4.crashed a friend&apos;s car? No, don&apos;t drive really&lt;br /&gt;5.stolen a car? No, again, don&apos;t drive really&lt;br /&gt;6.been in love? Not Sure, ask me when I&apos;m older&amp;wiser&lt;br /&gt;7.been dumped? No, but broken up &apos;mutually.&apos; Been told that it doesn&apos;t exist, but ohhhh it sure does.&lt;br /&gt;8.shoplifted? Yes&lt;br /&gt;9.been fired? No&lt;br /&gt;10.been in a fist fight? Yep, I was a violent little goofball [see #92]&lt;br /&gt;11.snuck out of ur house? Yeah, bad choice&lt;br /&gt;12.had feelings for someone who didnt have them back? Yeah-huh&lt;br /&gt;13.been arrested? Not yet&lt;br /&gt;14.made out with a stranger? Nope&lt;br /&gt;15.gone on a blind date? No&lt;br /&gt;16.lied to a friend? Yes&lt;br /&gt;17.had a crush on a teacher? Yup&lt;br /&gt;18.skipped school? Nuh-uh&lt;br /&gt;19.slept with a co-worker? No&lt;br /&gt;20.seen someone die? No&lt;br /&gt;21.been on a plane? Yes&lt;br /&gt;22.thrown up in a bar? No&lt;br /&gt;23.taken painkillers? Yes&lt;br /&gt;24.love someone or miss someone right now? I guess&lt;br /&gt;25.laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;26.made a snow angel? Not recently&lt;br /&gt;27.played dress up? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;28.cheated while playing a game? No&lt;br /&gt;29.been lonely? Yep&lt;br /&gt;30.fallen asleep at work/school? Nope&lt;br /&gt;31.used a fake id? Yeahuh&lt;br /&gt;32.felt an earthquake? No&lt;br /&gt;33.touched a snake? Yessa&lt;br /&gt;34.ran a red light? No&lt;br /&gt;35.been suspended from school? No&lt;br /&gt;36.had detention? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;37.been in a car accident? I think so&lt;br /&gt;38.hated the way you look? Every morning&lt;br /&gt;39.witnessed a crime? Witness... right, more like helped. Breaking&amp;Entering, much?&lt;br /&gt;40.pole danced? Ahahahahha only in the privacy of others homes.&lt;br /&gt;41.been lost? All the time&lt;br /&gt;42.been to the opposite side of the country? Cali? Definately&lt;br /&gt;43.felt like dying? Um, cramps.&lt;br /&gt;44.cried yourself to sleep? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;45.played cops and robbers? No?&lt;br /&gt;46.karaoke? Ah, Magic Mike just recently&amp;lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;47.done something you told yourself you wouldn&apos;t? All the time&lt;br /&gt;48.laughed till some kind of beverage came out of your nose? Think so&lt;br /&gt;49.caught a snowflake on your tongue? Yes&lt;br /&gt;50.kissed in the rain? Not that I know of&lt;br /&gt;51.sing in the shower? Always&lt;br /&gt;52.made love in a park? Made love... in general, No&lt;br /&gt;53.had a dream that you married someone? Sometimes&lt;br /&gt;54.glued your hand to something? I wish&lt;br /&gt;55.got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? Aw, no&lt;br /&gt;56.worn the opposite sex&apos;s clothes? Guys clothes are comfy&lt;br /&gt;57.been a cheerleader? Not bendy enough, or coordinated for that matter&lt;br /&gt;58.sat on a roof top? Absolutely&lt;br /&gt;59.didn&apos;t take a shower for a week? Ew, no.&lt;br /&gt;60.ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? ALWAYS SCARED, EVEN WITH OTHERS&lt;br /&gt;61.played chicken? I think once, in a pool, now that I ponder it&lt;br /&gt;62.been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? They tried, but KaityDavie got pushed instead. GO FIGURE.&lt;br /&gt;63.been told you&apos;re hot by a complete stranger? Ah, that&apos;s always nice&lt;br /&gt;64.broken a bone? No&lt;br /&gt;65.been easily amused? Yepyep&lt;br /&gt;66.laugh so hard you cry? That&apos;s the best&lt;br /&gt;67.mooned/flashed someone? Uh, hope not&lt;br /&gt;68.cheated on a test? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;69.forgotten someone&apos;s name? I&apos;m horrible with names, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;70.slept naked? Nope&lt;br /&gt;71.gone skinny dipping in a pool? Nuh-uh&lt;br /&gt;72.been kicked out of your house? Nada&lt;br /&gt;73.blacked out from drinking? Ahahaha, close&lt;br /&gt;74.played a prank on someone? Definately&lt;br /&gt;75.played poker? Sadly, no&lt;br /&gt;76.listened to Mozart? That&apos;s my jam&lt;br /&gt;77.flown a kite? Aw, once&lt;br /&gt;78.made out infront of your parents? Hope not&lt;br /&gt;79.messed around in the backseat? Don&apos;t recall so&lt;br /&gt;80.called a stranger out of the phone book? Yeah, cuz I thought it was someone else. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;81.owned a dog? Always wanted one, never was allowed&lt;br /&gt;82.cried to music? That&apos;s the best&lt;br /&gt;83.burned a flag? Why?&lt;br /&gt;84.eaten Chinese more than twice in a week? Yeah&lt;br /&gt;85.chewed on your pencil? Yep&lt;br /&gt;86.painted a portrait? No&lt;br /&gt;87.picked flowers? Yay&lt;br /&gt;88.wrote a song? Tried, and failed miserably&lt;br /&gt;89.baked a cake? Not a cake, no&lt;br /&gt;90.seen a musical? Yeahuh&lt;br /&gt;91.met a celebrity? I saw Christopher Reeves once, he was coming out of the Producers&lt;br /&gt;92.shopped at IKEA? I&apos;m banned from the IKEA playplace since I was 8 for kicking a kid in the face, &lt;i&gt;he provoked me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;93.pulled the fire alarm? Guh, that&apos;s dumb&lt;br /&gt;94.given money to the homeless? Yes&lt;br /&gt;95.gotten the ice cream man? Oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;96.been to Ohio? Nuh-uh&lt;br /&gt;97.read the book before seeing the movie? It&apos;s a guilty pleasure&lt;br /&gt;98.been in a photobooth? Yesyesyes&lt;br /&gt;99.swam in the ocean? Always&lt;br /&gt;100.pretended to drown? That&apos;s weird</description>
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