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  <title>too heavy to hang.</title>
  <subtitle>hair conditioner</subtitle>
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    <name>hair conditioner</name>
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  <updated>2005-09-08T09:07:53Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:13550</id>
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    <title>argh.</title>
    <published>2005-09-07T02:25:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-07T02:25:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have to write a composition for homework on why minds should be disciplined.  blah.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:11381</id>
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    <title>schedule.</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T08:13:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T08:13:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 bible/thompson&lt;br /&gt;2 english 10/gooch&lt;br /&gt;3 algebra II/burch&lt;br /&gt;4 japanese 1/toshiko&lt;br /&gt;5 world history/lewis&lt;br /&gt;6 lunch&lt;br /&gt;7 smpa/henley&lt;br /&gt;8 pe;health/thompson;draa</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:6792</id>
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    <title>albumsushi @ 2010-06-07T23:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-08T10:00:03Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-08T09:07:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>vacuum noises.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt; friend's only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just add, and i will probably do the same.&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:2715</id>
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    <title>wheels.</title>
    <published>2005-05-09T05:15:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-09T05:15:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So today I did nothing.  I kind of just...sat in silence, or laid down in it.  And I felt very, funny.  not humorous funny, but strange funny.  like something was wrong.  gah.  i hope tomorrow goes well.  i hope that somehow we will get to be on the news.  I hope my book of photography comes out soon.  perhaps i hope too much, but it's all i've got.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:2464</id>
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    <title>why this username, you ask.</title>
    <published>2005-05-06T02:46:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-06T02:46:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>singing in southern accents.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">because fifi's socks are purpleish pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:2171</id>
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    <title>So</title>
    <published>2005-04-30T02:51:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-30T02:51:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today is prom.  I will not be in those fancy dresses but I will be the "event photographer".  Which means I spend most of the night on my feet taking pictures of humans talking, eating, and dancing.  And making funny faces.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:1894</id>
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    <title>the foot is tapping.</title>
    <published>2005-04-28T00:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-28T00:40:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">guidance is a really cold class.  we are talking about those shows like one tree hill and the oc and how they are actually bad shows.  it's very cold now.  school will finish in 35 minutes.  gah, darhn.  and i feel like watching a movie.  oh yes, c-span is funny &amp;gt; and things.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:1624</id>
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    <title>it's just...</title>
    <published>2005-04-23T22:56:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-23T22:56:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the music seems different now.  i don't know, but everything...it just seems...different.  maybe that's only what it seems but i do not know what is real and what isn't.  i'm listening to these songs and i can't seem to feel anything.  so i just started to cut up all my clothes.  and i didn't care about them anymore.  now they are all messed up.  oh well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:1465</id>
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    <title>---</title>
    <published>2005-04-19T06:31:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-19T06:31:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this everwood drama, and the drama coming from down the hall is making me very very depressed.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:1180</id>
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    <title>Blahahaha.</title>
    <published>2005-04-18T07:57:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-18T08:01:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Iron and winery</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I miss winter.  Even though it doesn't snow, the rain was pretty, and it felt so good to just...be in.  I miss those playgrounds where you could actually fit into everything.  Today was strange.  And i've decided that after all Kim-Chee doensn't taste that bad, as long as it comes from Grace's.  I wasn't prepared for this.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:972</id>
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    <title>So it's Saturday...</title>
    <published>2005-04-17T02:09:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-18T08:02:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Radiohead...</lj:music>
    <content type="html">And i'm really really bored.  Watching Closer on my bed and it's so strange.  A love square, full of revenge.  Frozen cream puffs are a good thing.  So is Transatlanticism at four o'clock in the evening.  Reading College in a Can because it's funny.  Where are the Queer Eyes?  Nevermind.  I just...need food.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:637</id>
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    <title>drunkards</title>
    <published>2005-03-12T23:12:58Z</published>
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    <content type="html">oh i don't feel so good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:albumsushi:287</id>
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    <title>modestneanderthal</title>
    <published>2005-03-05T03:42:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">ocean breathless salty.  fifi is behind me reading everything i write.  or type.  or erase.  she still is.  the good times are killing me. hi fifi!  hi blondie and pink suspender lady!  hi.  hi casey, and brashton, and hi keenona&amp; omi.  and aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.</content>
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