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  <title>The noseflute - a very difficult instrument to master!</title>
  <subtitle>Nai tiruvantel ar varyuvantel i Valar tielyanna nu vilya.</subtitle>
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    <name>Aloof Elf Princess</name>
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  <updated>2006-07-16T22:12:44Z</updated>
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    <title>Aaaaar!</title>
    <published>2006-07-16T22:12:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-16T22:12:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1114814418Jack_sunset.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/b&gt;. You are definitely quirky and often mistaken for mad but if anyone is truly paying attention they can see there is method to your madness.  You try really hard to be bad but in the end you tend to do the right thing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="300" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="75" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;75%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Captain James T. Hook&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="58" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Mary Read&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Sinbad&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Dread Pirate Roberts&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Long John Silvers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="50" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;50%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Captain Barbosa&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="42" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Black Beard&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="42" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Morgan Adams&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="42" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;42%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;Will Turner&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="25" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;25%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=30411"&gt;What kind of Pirate are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="1"&gt;created with &lt;a href="http://quizfarm.com"&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>I get my flat keys tomorroooow!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T21:05:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T21:05:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Please leave me a comment (yes they are screened) with one or more of the following:&lt;br /&gt;- a secret&lt;br /&gt;- a criticism&lt;br /&gt;- a crush&lt;br /&gt;- a compliment&lt;br /&gt;- a death threat&lt;br /&gt;- a love note&lt;br /&gt;- a song&lt;br /&gt;- a picture&lt;br /&gt;- anything else you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then paste this in your journal for the fun to begin.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aliphaunt:158169</id>
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    <title>GIP</title>
    <published>2006-04-03T10:42:58Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-03T10:42:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;And in the beginning, there was the void; a rather pasty visage, and Statham said: Let there be hair.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I love Green Wing. Particularly Mac. And I kind of want to be Sue White.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This town ain't big enough for the both of us...&lt;/i&gt; Mmmm, eyeliner....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aliphaunt:157046</id>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2006-03-16T17:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-16T19:18:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-16T22:03:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Erased the previous pile of tripe to yelp excitedly about all the new bands confirmed for T in the Park! So far we have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franz Ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;The Arctic Monkeys&lt;br /&gt;The Kaiser Chiefs&lt;br /&gt;The Who&lt;br /&gt;The Chilis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Proclaimers&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;Goldfrapp&lt;br /&gt;The Go! Team&lt;br /&gt;Placebo&lt;br /&gt;Hard-Fi&lt;br /&gt;The Magic Numbers&lt;br /&gt;Editors&lt;br /&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah&lt;br /&gt;The Kooks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say this couldn't be any more awesome, but Queen, David Bowie, Hot Hot Heat, No Doubt and the rest of the ideal fantasy line-up away, &lt;i&gt;could it be any more awesome?!!&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>BEST NIGHT EVER!</title>
    <published>2006-03-03T04:03:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-03T04:03:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Gina and I are cooler than you - BECAUSE WE HAVE JUST SEEN CHESNEY HAWKES LIVE!!!!!!!! He fondled my cheek, and his drummer/brother was hitting on me, took me backstage, bought me a drink, and gave me his drumstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM THE ONE AND ONLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2006-02-25T19:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T19:17:46Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-25T19:17:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v19/aloofelfprincess/scot15.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WE WON THE CALCUTTA CUP!!!!!!!!!! WE BEAT ENGLAND AT RUGBY FOR THE FIRST TIME IN SIX YEARS AND WON THE FUCKING CALCUTTA CUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;</content>
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    <title>Don't feel like sleeping...</title>
    <published>2006-02-03T03:08:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-03T03:21:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Bold the ones you've done)&lt;br /&gt;I've eaten more than 5 meals a day &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've read a lot of books&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on some sort of varsity team&lt;br /&gt;I've run more than 2 miles without stopping &lt;br /&gt;I've been to Canada &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been to Europe&lt;br /&gt;I've watched cartoons for hours &lt;br /&gt;I've tripped UP the stairs &lt;br /&gt;I've fallen down an entire flight of stairs &lt;br /&gt;I've been snowboarding/skiing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've played ping pong &lt;br /&gt;I've swam in the ocean &lt;br /&gt;I've been on a whale-watch&lt;br /&gt;I've seen fireworks &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a shooting star &lt;br /&gt;I've seen a meteor shower &lt;br /&gt;I've almost drowned &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been so embarrassed I wanted to disappear &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've listened to one cd over and over and over again &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had stitches (chin and forehead)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been on the honor roll &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had frostbite &lt;br /&gt;I've licked a frozen pole and got stuck there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stayed up til 2 doing homework/projects &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've had a job before/currently have a job&lt;br /&gt;I've been ice skating &lt;br /&gt;I've been rollerblading &lt;br /&gt;I've fallen flat on my face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tripped over my own two feet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a fist fight - someone I was with was in a fist fight, and I got punched - does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've played videogames for more than 3 hours straight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've passed out from being drunk - no, but drunk sleep is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've watched the power rangers &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've played truth or dare &lt;br /&gt;I've already had my 16th birthday &lt;br /&gt;I've already had my 17th birthday &lt;br /&gt;I've gained weight since one year ago&lt;/b&gt; Stupid Uni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost weight since one year ago &lt;br /&gt;I've called someone stupid. And meant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been in a verbal argument &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've cried in school&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've played basketball on a team&lt;br /&gt;I've played baseball on a team &lt;br /&gt;I've played football on a team&lt;br /&gt;I've played soccer on a team&lt;br /&gt;I've done cheerleading on a team &lt;br /&gt;I've played softball on a team &lt;br /&gt;I've been on the gymnastics team - I was never on a team, but I did do it for 8 years...&lt;br /&gt;I've played tennis on a team&lt;br /&gt;I've been on a swim team &lt;br /&gt;I've been on a track team &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been swimming more than 20 times in my life&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've bungee jumped &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've climbed a rock wall&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost more than $20 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've called myself an idiot &lt;br /&gt;I've called someone else an idiot &lt;br /&gt;I've cried myself to sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had pets &lt;br /&gt;I've owned a spice girls cd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've owned a britney spears cd&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've owned an N*Sync cd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've owned a backstreet boys cd&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've mooned someone. &lt;br /&gt;I've sworn at someone in authority&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been in the newspaper - the Uni newspaper/magazine - does that count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been on TV&lt;/b&gt; Twice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Hawaii &lt;br /&gt;I've eaten sushi &lt;br /&gt;I've been on the other side of a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've watched all of the Lord of the Rings movies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched all of the Harry Potter movies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched all of the Rocky movies (I've watched none of them)&lt;br /&gt;I've watched the 3 stooges &lt;br /&gt;I've watched "Newlyweds" Nick &amp; Jessica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've watched Looney Tunes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been stuffed into a locker &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been called a geek &lt;br /&gt;I've studied hard for a test and got a bad grade &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not studied at all for a test and aced it&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've hugged my mom within in the past 24 hrs &lt;br /&gt;I've hugged my dad within the past 24 hours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've met a celebrity/music artist&lt;br /&gt;I've written poetry.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been arrested&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been attracted to someone much older than me&lt;/b&gt; *torn between thunderous looks and pouting*&lt;br /&gt;I've been tickled till I've cried &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tickled someone else until they cried&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've had/have siblings ('had' - that makes me sad....)&lt;br /&gt;I've been to a rock concert &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've listened to classical music and enjoyed it &lt;br /&gt;I've been in a play&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been picked last in gym class &lt;br /&gt;I've been picked first in gym class &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been picked in that middle-range in gym class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've read a book longer than 1,000 pages&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've played Halo 2&lt;br /&gt;I've freaked out over a sports game &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Alaska &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've had a fight with someone on AIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've had a fight with someone face-to-face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've forgiven someone who has done something wrong to me &lt;br /&gt;I've been forgiven&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've screamed at a scary movie (Just don't watch them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've cried at a chick flick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched a lot of action movies &lt;br /&gt;I've cried at a commercial &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've told someone to fuck off &lt;br /&gt;I've screamed at the top of my lungs&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've been to a rap concert &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to a hip hop concert &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've moved more than once.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've driven on the highway - as in, motorway? No, but dual carriageway yes!&lt;br /&gt;I've driven more than 40 miles in a day&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a car accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been homesick &lt;br /&gt;I've thrown up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've puked all over someone &lt;br /&gt;I've been horseback riding &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've been kissed&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've filled out more than 10 surveys &lt;br /&gt;I've spoken my mind in public  &lt;br /&gt;I've proved someone wrong &lt;br /&gt;I've been proved wrong by someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've broken a leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've broken an arm&lt;br /&gt;I've fallen off a swing and broke my arm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've swung on a swing for more than 30 mins straight&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've watched Winnie the Pooh movies &lt;br /&gt;I've forgotten my backpack when I've gone to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost my backpack&lt;br /&gt;I've come close to dying &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've known someone who has died .&lt;br /&gt;I've wanted to be an actor/actress at some point&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done modeling &lt;br /&gt;I've forgtten to brush my teeth some mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've taken something/someone for granted &lt;br /&gt;I've realized how good my life is  &lt;br /&gt;I've counted my blessings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been made fun of by classmates &lt;br /&gt;I've made fun of a classmate &lt;br /&gt;I've been asked on a date and said no  &lt;br /&gt;I've slapped someone in the face &lt;br /&gt;I've been skateboarding  &lt;br /&gt;I've been back stabbed by a friend . &lt;br /&gt;I've lied to someone to their face &lt;br /&gt;I've told a little white lie&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken a day off from school just so I don't go insane &lt;br /&gt;I've fainted&lt;br /&gt;I've blacked out  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've had an argument with someone about whether cheerleading is a sport or not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've pushed someone into a pool &lt;br /&gt;I've been pushed into a pool .&lt;br /&gt;I've had/have a broken nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've had a black eye&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I've lost a tooth &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I've chipped a tooth&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been called an under achiever &lt;br /&gt;I've been called an over achiever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four jobs I’ve had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Book Trust gofer&lt;br /&gt;2. Herald and Post paper deliverer&lt;br /&gt;3. Clinton Cards salesperson type&lt;br /&gt;4. Ballet teacher/assistant? Don't know if this counts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four movies I can watch over and over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOTR trilogy&lt;br /&gt;Austin Powers Trilogy&lt;br /&gt;Monty Python and the Holy Grail&lt;br /&gt;POTC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I’ve lived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glebe Terrace&lt;br /&gt;Glebe Gardens (funnily enough both Edin!)&lt;br /&gt;Murano Street, Glasgow&lt;br /&gt;Um... New York? I've spent about 4/5 weeks there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four TV shows I love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Brat Camp&lt;br /&gt;Lost - well, I don't really like it, but I need to know what happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four of my favourite dishes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's homemade pizza (or any pizza!)&lt;br /&gt;Mum's homemade pasta with meat sauce&lt;br /&gt;Mum's homemade chicken pasta bake (noticing a pattern here? I CAN'T COOK!)&lt;br /&gt;Mum's homemade broth/tomato soup/etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I’ve been on holiday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belgium (various parts)&lt;br /&gt;New York&lt;br /&gt;Holland (various parts)&lt;br /&gt;Somerset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four sites I visit daily&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ones I visit most often are:&lt;br /&gt;Email (Hotmail, gmail, Uni email)&lt;br /&gt;LJ&lt;br /&gt;GSDC Forum (Glasgow Student Dance Company)&lt;br /&gt;myspace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Four places I’d rather be right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. Not sitting alone in my room when everyone else is asleep. With friends, or at home for a hug... or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>This song is just beautiful.</title>
    <published>2006-01-28T21:18:02Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-28T21:18:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I defy you to listen to it and not be moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I hurt myself today &lt;br /&gt;To see if I still feel &lt;br /&gt;I focus on the pain &lt;br /&gt;The only thing that's real &lt;br /&gt;The needle tears a hole&lt;br /&gt;The old familiar sting &lt;br /&gt;Try to kill it all away &lt;br /&gt;But I remember everything &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;What have I become &lt;br /&gt;My sweetest friend &lt;br /&gt;Everyone I know goes away &lt;br /&gt;In the end &lt;br /&gt;And you could have it all &lt;br /&gt;My empire of dirt &lt;br /&gt;I will let you down &lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear this crown of thorns &lt;br /&gt;Upon my liar's chair &lt;br /&gt;Full of broken thoughts &lt;br /&gt;I cannot repair &lt;br /&gt;Beneath the stains of time &lt;br /&gt;The feelings disappear &lt;br /&gt;You are someone else &lt;br /&gt;I am still right here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;What have I become &lt;br /&gt;My sweetest friend &lt;br /&gt;Everyone I know goes away &lt;br /&gt;In the end &lt;br /&gt;And you could have it all &lt;br /&gt;My empire of dirt &lt;br /&gt;I will let you down &lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could start again &lt;br /&gt;A million miles away &lt;br /&gt;I would keep myself &lt;br /&gt;I would find a way&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sunday is a figment of the world's imagination....</title>
    <published>2006-01-25T01:06:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-25T01:06:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;TOP 10 REASONS THAT UNIVERSITY IS LIKE PRESCHOOL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You cry for your mother.&lt;br /&gt;9. You cross the street without looking for cars.&lt;br /&gt;8. Snack time is a necessity.  &lt;br /&gt;7. You bundle up for the outdoors without caring what you look like (because everyone else looks as stupid as you do).&lt;br /&gt;6. You stay at home and play games with your friends.&lt;br /&gt;5. You wear your backpack on both shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;4. You wear big mittens.&lt;br /&gt;3. Playing in the snow is a legitimate activity.&lt;br /&gt;2. You take naps.&lt;br /&gt;1. You look forward to cheese toasties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU KNOW YOU'VE BEEN IN UNIVERSITY TOO LONG WHEN...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You actually like doing laundry at home where the washing machines work.&lt;br /&gt;Two miles is not too far to walk for a party.&lt;br /&gt;You'd rather clean than study especially if an essay is due.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shit how did it get so late!" comes out of your mouth at least once a night.&lt;br /&gt;Parents' cooking become something you desire, not avoid.&lt;br /&gt;You schedule your classes around sleep habits and soap operas especially Neighbours and Diagnosis Murder.&lt;br /&gt;You know the pizza boy by name and don't even need to read the menu.&lt;br /&gt;You go to sleep when it's light and get up when it's dark.&lt;br /&gt;You live for getting mail.&lt;br /&gt;Looking out the window is a form of entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;Prank phone calls become funny again.&lt;br /&gt;You start thinking and sounding like your friends and your accent becomes a hybrid of West Country, Surrey and general Northern.&lt;br /&gt;Highlighters are the coolest things on earth.&lt;br /&gt;Rearranging your room is your favorite pastime.&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish cheap £1 shops are so cool.  &lt;br /&gt;The weekend lasts from Thursday to Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEFORE I CAME TO UNIVERSITY, I WISH I HAD KNOWN...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*That it didn't matter how my first lecture was, I'd still sleep through it.&lt;br /&gt;*That I could change so much and barely realize it.&lt;br /&gt;*That you can love a lot of people in a lot of different ways.&lt;br /&gt;*No matter how 'cool' you were in school, no one here cares.&lt;br /&gt;*That if you wear polyester everyone will ask why you are so dressed up&lt;br /&gt;*That every clock on campus shows a different time.&lt;br /&gt;*That if you got good a-levels, so what? It doesn't matter here.&lt;br /&gt;*That I would go to a party the night before an exam or essay due-date.&lt;br /&gt;*That Chem Labs/Architecture studios take up more time than all my other classes put together.&lt;br /&gt;*That you can know everything and fail a test.&lt;br /&gt;*That you can know nothing and ace a test.&lt;br /&gt;*That I could get used to almost anything found out about my friends.&lt;br /&gt;*That most of my education would be obtained outside of lectures.&lt;br /&gt;*That friendship is more than getting drunk together but that's still funny......!&lt;br /&gt;*That Sunday is a figment of the world's imagination&lt;br /&gt;*That Psychology is really Biology, that Biology is really Chemistry, that Chemistry is really Physics and that Physics is really Maths&lt;br /&gt;*That my parents would become so much smarter in the last few years.&lt;br /&gt;*That it's possible to be alone even when you are surrounded by friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(From Peter Kay. All absolutely true!)</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2006-01-13T20:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-13T20:19:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-13T20:19:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://media.putfile.com/ultimateshowdown#start"&gt;Click and be amused!&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-12-18T11:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-18T11:57:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-18T11:57:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/pegasus_99/pic/0000wrr3//"&gt;Wow!&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-12-14T21:52:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-14T21:54:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-14T21:54:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have been saved from an existential funk by Weebls and Bob! Praise be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weebls-stuff.com/wab/paper/"&gt;http://www.weebls-stuff.com/wab/paper/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>The sea wouldn't go brown.</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T21:05:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T21:05:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Our flat is all lovely and sparkly clean now! Plus, it turns out (after living here for three months) we do in fact have recycling facilities! Excellent! We bought a loverly fibreoptic tree for the kitcehn today, and I've spent about half an hour just watching it. *stupid grin* And we ate the Toblerone ice cream left from yesterday. Which reminds me of a certain someone... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my English essay back today - I got a C. Is it not just typical that I can get an A in Classics, which I'm only doing for two years, but the subject I actually intend to do my degree in I only get a C? Oh well, theat reminds me, I should start working on my Classics essay.. beginning with, you know, reading the book...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do vis-a-vis hot Philosophy guy - should I say anything? Buy him a Toblerone? Or just make the most of the last three hours that I will ever see him for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, last night Andy spent a while texted random questions to the Answer Any Question text service - one of them was 'Why are the sky and the sea blue? What would happen if the sea was brown?' The sky/sea blue answer was as you might expect, but to what would happen if the sea was brown, we received the immortal answer 'The sea wouldn't go brown.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2005 Song Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/feel-good-inc.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=CkIfgYlVpZA&amp;amp;offerid=99176.467947987&amp;amp;type=10&amp;amp;subid="&gt;Feel Good Inc&lt;/a&gt; by Gorillaz&lt;br /&gt;				&lt;br /&gt;"Love forever love is free.&lt;br /&gt;Let's turn forever you and me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2005, you were loving life and feeling no pain.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whathitsongof2005areyouquiz/"&gt;What Hit Song of 2005 Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-12-07T00:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-07T00:08:20Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So I tried to be good, and actually achieve something. Sealing the envelope of the first Christmas card, I got a papercut &lt;i&gt;ON MY LIP&lt;/i&gt;. Not amused.</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-11-24T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-24T23:36:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-24T23:36:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you've seen GoF (and especially if you're a VSD fan) &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/mistful/77613.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;, courtesy of &lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='gabsy' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://gabsy.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://gabsy.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;gabsy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Franz Ferdinand was immense yesterday, it's been amazing to see Jen, and go out for Elle's birthday, and I am a terrible person who skipped Classics today to watch Old School with Jen. And that should be it for updates. No, wait, there's meant to be a blizzard tomorrow! Huzzah!</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-10-13T22:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T22:00:44Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Hehehe, Clare, it may amaus eyou to know I am drunk as hlel. But the othewrs are going out to the stupid techno club, and i HAVE NO DESIRE TO GO.</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-10-13T17:15:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-13T16:16:15Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that&lt;br /&gt;resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who&lt;br /&gt;went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes&lt;br /&gt;with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high&lt;br /&gt;schools about the dangers of looking at a solar&lt;br /&gt;eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She caught your eye like one of those pointy hook latches that used to&lt;br /&gt;dangle from screen doors and would fly up whenever you banged the door open&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling&lt;br /&gt;ball wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty Bag filled with&lt;br /&gt;vegetable soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie,&lt;br /&gt;surreal quality, like when you're on vacation in another city and "Jeopardy"&lt;br /&gt;comes on at 7pm instead of 7:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her hair glistened in the rain like nose hair after a sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her eyes were like two brown circles with big black dots in the center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob was as perplexed as a hacker who means to access&lt;br /&gt;T:\flw.quid55328.com\aaakk/ch@ung but gets T:\flw.quidaaak/ch@ng by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was as tall as a six-foot three-inch tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them&lt;br /&gt;in hot grease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her date was pleasant enough, but she knew that if her life was a movie this&lt;br /&gt;guy would be buried in the credits as something like "Second Tall Man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the&lt;br /&gt;grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left&lt;br /&gt;Cleveland at 6:36pm traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19pm at&lt;br /&gt;a speed of 35 mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The politician was gone but unnoticed, like the period after the Dr. on a&lt;br /&gt;Dr. Pepper can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also&lt;br /&gt;never met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thunder was ominous-sounding, much like the sound of a thin sheet of&lt;br /&gt;metal being shaken backstage during the storm scene in a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like&lt;br /&gt;underpants in a drier without "Cling-Free."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The red brick wall was the color of a brick-red crayola crayon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds were like sheep with no legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan was simple, like my brother Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just&lt;br /&gt;might work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a&lt;br /&gt;while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck either, but a real&lt;br /&gt;duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her artistic sense was exquisitely refined, like someone who can tell butter&lt;br /&gt;from "I Can't Believe It's Not Butter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just&lt;br /&gt;before it throws up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She grew on him like she was a colony of E. coli and he was room-temperature&lt;br /&gt;British beef.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her voice had that tense, grating quality, like a first-generation thermal&lt;br /&gt;paper fax machine that needed a band tightened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she&lt;br /&gt;were a dustcart reversing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was as easy as the Daily Star crossword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dandelion swayed in the gentle breeze like an oscillating electric fan&lt;br /&gt;set on medium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knife was as sharp as the tone used by Glenda Jackson MP in her first of&lt;br /&gt;several points of parliamentary procedure made to Robin Cook MP, Leader of&lt;br /&gt;the House of Commons, in the House Judiciary Committee hearings on the&lt;br /&gt;suspension of Keith Vaz MP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind&lt;br /&gt;her, like a dog at a lamppost.</content>
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    <title>Aliphaunt</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T18:12:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T18:13:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">New usename! Less angsty, and just generally cooler than passing_shadow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser' lj:user='aliphaunt' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://aliphaunt.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://aliphaunt.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;aliphaunt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-10-04T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T09:33:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T09:33:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIC!!!!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have a lovely day, despite the nastiness of working overtime (and on that note I hope the official birthday goes well too!) You truly are the vestest. Love and tacklehugs forever!</content>
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    <title>My house is a skip!</title>
    <published>2005-10-03T21:05:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-03T21:05:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hehehe, just watched &lt;i&gt;Wife Swap&lt;/i&gt; on the guys across the hall's TV... it was hilarious! One family was all 'all work, no play', the other obviously the other way around. Quote of the night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workaholic guy, on coming back to find his kids (aged 3-7) having a party with some friends - &lt;i&gt;'They're raping my house!'&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-09-27T00:05:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T23:02:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T23:02:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So..... I'm 18 now!</content>
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    <title>The Winkle Experience</title>
    <published>2005-08-25T21:56:21Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-25T22:01:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh, have been indirectly reminded, go check out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thewinkleexperience.tk"&gt;http://www.thewinkleexperience.tk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They're a band from (what used to be) my year, and I'm sure they'll eventually be big, or at least, culty in a few years. Download The Good Times. It's awesome live.</content>
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    <title>Icon contest</title>
    <published>2005-08-14T17:06:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-14T17:06:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've decided to extend this week's icon contest until next Sunday, the 21st. We've only had two entries, and I'm aware that people are on holiday, so I'll give you a little longer to submit. Please remember to enter, and promote this contest round your flist! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can submit &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/community/lotr_fandom/31510.html"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <title>Drama...</title>
    <published>2005-08-14T13:30:27Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-14T13:30:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">We had some interesting late-night shenanigans last night - well, shenanigans maybe isn't the right word, but it draws the eye, and sounds dramatic(ish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was babysitting for my little cousins, all went well, they're very cute, and they went to bed when they were supposed to, which was good. My aunt was driving me home at about 12, and we arrived home to find police all round my street, and a guy standing outside my house who wouldn't let me go in. (The house was empty, as my brother's still away, and my parents were at a Fringe show). Apparently, the police had chased some criminal into the cul-de-sac, and he was probably hiding in my garden (or house!!), and they were waiting until sniffer dogs arrived so they could find and arrest them. My aunt and I were sitting in the car, remembering all the horror stories about being trapped in cars with criminals on the loose, and I realised one of the windows upstairs was open, and convinced myself the person had climbed in there.... But eventually, 20 or so minutes later, the police decided the guy had been in our garden, but had jumped over the wall into the lane at the back of our house, and got away that way.... By this time, mum and dad had got back, and we were allowed into our house, but it was all very dramatic!&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, this exciting and riveting entry ends like this, in an anticlimax....</content>
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    <title>aliphaunt @ 2005-08-09T22:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-09T21:24:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-09T21:24:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ignore this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/passing_shadow/res/5106504/stylesheet?1123621084"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/users/passing_shadow/res/5106504/stylesheet?1123621084&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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