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  <pubDate>Fri, 17 Mar 2006 19:09:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>infatuation strikes again</title>
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  <description>deepest blue,&lt;br /&gt;  well, i&apos;m doing it again. i met someone at work last night whose boyfriend left her at the winery so i took her home. well not home but rather to desert wave, the tanning and hair salon that she runs in kennewick. she was a ballet dancer, thin and gorgeous. blonde hair, blue eyes well spoken and fun t ohang out with. we went tanning in the middle of the night and just chatted for a few hours and i&apos;m totally smitten with her. her boyfriend treats her poorly and it sounds like he acts like a child, at least from the messages he left her wondering where she was after he took off.&lt;br /&gt;  this is a terrible habit i&apos;ve got where when i meet a woman i like i put so much of myself into this nonexistant relationship because i love the feeling, knowing full welll that nothing will come of it. i&apos;ve gotten better at realizing this so the disappointment really isn&apos;t disappointing, but i do love these feelings. the last thing i would want to do is get involved in their dispute but i see their relationship and it just brings back so many memories of sarah. i just want to tell her that when you&apos;re unhappy in love you have to do something about it, you have to look past what you&apos;re saying to each other and inspect your feelings to the fullest. but it&apos;s not my place.&lt;br /&gt;  so i keep up hope and see where things go. she wanted me to come by and visit her at work today. how do i say no to that when i feel this way? especially when there are so few actual women that i find truly attractive these days. am i playing a dangerous game by seeing her? she does have a boyfriend and i wouldn&apos;t want him to get upset with her because of me. not that i would do anything should the situation arise unless she were single but...whatever, there i go again. i&apos;ve known her for a day, we&apos;ve hung out for a 4-5 hours and i was a shoulder to cry on and here i am imagining she ahs feelings for me. lol. it&apos;s funny how i do this.&lt;br /&gt;  oh well. i&apos;ll go visit her and be a friend and be happy that i have that. but ballet dancers, how do you get better than that?&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ll never hide my thoughts from you, you&apos;re my deepest blue,&lt;br /&gt;brian</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 05 Mar 2006 18:02:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>wise words v.1.0</title>
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  <description>&quot;Instead of all of this energy and effort directed at the war&lt;br /&gt;to end drugs, how about a little attention to drugs which will&lt;br /&gt;end war?&quot;	Albert Hofmann</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2006 20:18:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>post v2.0</title>
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  <description>deepest blue,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we&apos;ll start this off with something that this space is all about. sharing thoughts and experiences that i won&apos;t share on &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_kritik4lm4ss&apos; lj:user=&apos;kritik4lm4ss&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kritik4lm4ss.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://kritik4lm4ss.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;kritik4lm4ss&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;ve taken a short hiatus from, shall we say, recreational pharmaceuticals. or perhaps self-medicating. i haven&apos;t smoked in a couple of weeks and i finally decided to go buy a quarter. i was wathing television, and was fairly useless at this point, when an advertisement for gilbert auto came on. it seemed like a pretty standard car dealership commercial. guy in suit, screaming at you to buy a car because the prices are so low they&apos;re going to give you money to take the vehicles, or some such nonsense. when out of the blue it cuts to a huge close-up of the salesman&apos;s head and in a low voice he says, &quot;i want your money,&quot; and then all of a sudden the commercial continues as if nothing had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was this poor subliminal messaging, maybe just a bad commercial. or was i just way to high?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kritik4lm4ss</description>
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  <lj:music>don millard - sunday blues</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 27 Feb 2006 19:39:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>birth</title>
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  <description>The sun will always shine on you&lt;br /&gt;You turn my ocean deepest blue&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll never hide my thoughts from you&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my deepest blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If mother nature ever chose a name&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sure that you would choose the same&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll never hide my thoughts from you&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my deepest blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreamin now walkin on the moon&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t know how to reach you baby&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to move closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreamin now walkin on the moon&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t know how to reach you baby&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to move closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We&apos;ve only got this time to prove&lt;br /&gt;That together we can make it through&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll never hide my dreams from you&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my deepest blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If temptation ever came my way&lt;br /&gt;I know the words I&apos;d always say&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll never hide my love from you&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re my deepest blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreamin now walkin on the moon&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t know how to reach you baby&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to move closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreamin now walkin on the moon&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t know how to reach you baby&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to move closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreamin now walkin on the moon&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t know how to reach you baby&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to move closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreamin now walkin on the moon&lt;br /&gt;And I don&apos;t know how to reach you baby&lt;br /&gt;Every time I try to move closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I dreamin now</description>
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