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  <title>v.1 - London Loves</title>
  <subtitle>The Ringmaster</subtitle>
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    <name>The Ringmaster</name>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2009-06-19T19:36:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-20T02:40:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-20T02:40:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Feel really bleh today. I think I feel the impending doom of adulthood weighing pretty heavily lately, and it's fucking LONELY. It seems like everyone's grown up and moving on, or younger than me. I want that swelly heart happy feeling back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone else is feeling lonely, let's talk. Or hang out. Or something. The past doesn't HAVE to be gone, does it? If we haven't talked in a while, let's catch up. If we have, let's just =w=</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:11222</id>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2009-05-22T02:10:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-22T09:11:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-22T09:11:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh powers of LJ, please oh please let me get that TA assignment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a good tutor, oh god, I swear. I'll be good. I'll be so good.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:10786</id>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2009-05-13T01:08:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-13T08:22:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-13T08:22:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey LJ, it's been a while. I've been busy, but well. Grad school is going well, and for the first time in some time I'm avidly looking forward to next semester for its own specific qualities, not just as a clean slate, if that makes any sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to jinx it, but if all goes well, I'll be TAing next semester, so I'll be some sort of deity like presence for a bunch of eighteen year olds. I get to decide what they'll read, what they'll write, when they can walk, sit, stand, talk, even shit, if I want, all for three hours a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'm not as scary as it sounds, I have a very student/practical application centered teaching philosophy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll also be vice president of the creative writing club (not that impressive, I ran unopposed), and maybe co-editor in chief if I can convince Scott to share the title, since I'll be designing our school literary journal. I encourage you all to submit next year. I'll try to put the information up when the call for papers goes up, since I know many of you are creative writers as well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have an internship at the local community college working with basic skills students that I'm pretty excited about. I'm not sure what they get up to in English 39, but I guess I'm going to find out. The teacher I'm working with seems awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I seem to be writing a seminar paper on the nature/culture binary opposition in Lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO amused. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>I am</title>
    <published>2008-11-30T04:46:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-30T04:46:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">making christmas cards. On the off and unlikely chance? That someone wants one, drop me a comment. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:10380</id>
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    <title>DOCTOR WHO NEWS</title>
    <published>2008-11-03T04:47:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-03T04:47:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7698539.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7698539.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you that were worried about it happening after Season 4's cliffhanger, it didn't happen where you thought, but so it goes, so enjoy those specials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, as sad as I am, this is kind of a good time for him. Season 4 FELT like a wrap up. I have a feeling they've known it for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually a tad bit excited for a new Doctor. But on the other side of the coin, if the new boy isn't phenomenal, BBC's gonna have hell on their hands. Tennant has brought in so many new fans all by himself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:10126</id>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-08-21T16:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-21T23:13:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-21T23:16:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Dude, school is starting for me again on Monday. :0 I'm having a mini-crisis with trying to get classes I want, but whatever. Something always comes up. After last semester (OMGGGG) this has to be better. Goddamn it, it has to be. :O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I'm tutoring for the writing center this year, so, if you need some writerly helps, hit me up. It's good practice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this just in: expect to see some written stuffs from me here soon. Or maybe I'll make a new journal. I hate this one anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: btw, if you read this and we don't talk/haven't talked in a while, hit me up on AIM. you probably know what it is, I'm just bad at keeping up with people. ;_;</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-07-25T21:24:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-26T04:28:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-26T04:28:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Are you SERIOUS??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've gone to Comic-Con since I was 13. Every year. Except this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was growing tired of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, Comic-Con decided that it'd show me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only. Was there a Torchwood panel.&lt;br /&gt;NOT ONLY. Did it have the HOTTEST SCOTTISH PANSEXUAL, John Barrowman...&lt;br /&gt;BUT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HE SANG A DUET WITH NAOKO MORI FROM MISS SAIGON. WHICH IS LIKE. MY FUCKING FAVORITE MUSICAL. WELL, ONE OF THEM. GODDAMN IT, WHAT. THE. HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is Comic-Con's way of being like hurrhurr we'll show you. You'll be spending 100 bucks a year for the rest of your life in the panicking possibility of missing THAT again, bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, assholes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me while I WEEP.</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-07-25T00:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-25T07:40:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-25T07:45:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">blahblah playin with markers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v54/Raife/trance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TRANCEHEAD-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/Raife/trance/TRANCEHEAD-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v54/Raife/trance/?action=view&amp;amp;current=TRANCEHEAD2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/Raife/trance/TRANCEHEAD2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit now also for the blue-challenged.</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-07-17T23:15:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-18T06:16:06Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-18T06:16:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Working on a real Doctor picture, but in the meantimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/Raife/JIM_BLAIR.gif" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:9016</id>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-06-28T22:53:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-29T06:00:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-29T06:00:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I have to say this, but, wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so. For those of you worried about Ten inch leaving, didn't he already film the specials? Anyway, um. Rose. I LOVELOVELOVE YOU. Seriously. I love you so much. I love you being all chavvy, I love you with your BFG I love you when you're Billie being Belle and doing naked things on Diary of a Call Girl. But What I don't understand, is. Why the fuck you're upset about the regeneration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I get it. He might lose his prettyprettyface. Lovely, isn't it? With the hair and the smile and when he wears glasses &amp;lt;333 but. Dude. He's still the Doctor. See, look at Jack. Jack wants to grab his junk just as much as you do, and he's cool with it. HE'S STILL THE DOCTOR. Don't you think there are more important issues at this moment? I mean, I get why WE'RE freaking out. But you? I mean, are you afraid he'll get old and wrinkly and... jesus christ, woman, OTHER DIMENSION. YOU SEPARATED BY A DIMENSION. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. You're probably going to die at the end of the Finale, just saying, so maybe you should stop with the crying and get with the making out, old and wrinkly doctor or not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>american idol ticket hilarity.</title>
    <published>2008-05-18T04:13:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-18T06:34:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Possibly the most hilarious three days I've ever had in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*law and order noise*&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, May 15, 2008 I get an email from On Call Audiences. In January or December of last year, I signed up for a waiting list for American Idol voucher that allows you to stand in line for the show. Basically, it's the alternative to camping out, since you don't really want to do that shit in L.A. I'm not really into American Idol, but my parents are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The email says I can redeem my voucher for the final performance show before the finale. oAo Needless to say, I'm a bit flabbergasted. I redeem my voucher for the maximum of 4 people, intending to let my mom and dad take my sister's two oldest boys, since they're really into it. I excitedly tell my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad is excited, but has jury duty on that tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Mom doesn't want to go at all. &lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of oAo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, the voucher says 12 and up only (the boys are 10 and 8), and I HAVE to go if anyone goes, because my name's on the voucher. Not only that, but there's a part of the voucher that makes it look like you MUST have your full stated party (in my case, four) to attend. Remember this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of settle into the idea of going. It's cool. American Idol and I have no beef with each other, and it would be fun to attend a public spectacle of such a magnitude, even if I'm not really into it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I call my friends. None of them want to go, but several are willing to go to keep me company if I absolutely need them to. I'd rather not subject them to what may be torture. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, May 16th, 2008&lt;br /&gt;I'm in full wtf. Nobody I know gives a shit about these tickets. My friends are not predisposed to the same random hysterics about pop-culture as I am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I call my sister to see if maybe SHE'LL go. Husband can stay home with the kids. She is excited at this prospect. The whole family watches the show. She will call Dean to see if he can take care of the kids. She even proposes taking her oldest son, but we'll have to lie about his age. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls me back an hour later. Dean can not watch the kids. I propose to badger my mom into it. I do. She relents. I call my sister again with the good news. She reveals she is unsure about whether or not she wants to lie about my nephew's age. I said I will lie for her. This seems to pacify her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat dinner. It was tasty. And I try to think of a fourth person to take. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night, my sister calls my dad. She is having trouble justifying lying. Mom suggests I call my cousin if she wants to go to fill the fourth slot. Aces. I have my four. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, May 17, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I call my sister. She has decided she cannot do it. I respect her decision but cannot help laughing my ass off at myself and the situation. I call my cousin. She has school and cannot go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back to square one. So Mom decides that tomorrow, we're just going to drive up and see what we can do. Maybe they'll let us in, maybe they won't. Either way, I suppose it's a crap shoot with only two people AND the first-come first serve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Anyone in the area want to go see American Idol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. this whole situation is just made even funnier because some of the final 24 don't have tickets and that's kind of retarded, AI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would so take them with me and make mischief!</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-05-09T20:30:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-10T03:39:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-10T03:39:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">in light of that draw yourself as a teen meme that's going around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my submission. it is in graph form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v54/Raife/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ohgod.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/Raife/ohgod.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-04-11T14:56:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-11T21:57:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-11T21:57:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">GUESS WHAT I GOT FOR MY BIRTHDAY YESTERDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACE HIVES. :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-04-06T21:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-07T04:20:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T04:20:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I AM TIRED OF PLAYING BRAWL ALONE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do any of you have it, and wanna trade friend codes? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;w&amp;lt; I kind of suck but I am committed to falling off things with fervor.</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-03-28T02:49:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T09:50:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T09:50:23Z</updated>
    <category term="things i should have known but didn&amp;apos;t"/>
    <content type="html">holy crap so, i just learned what that SHE'S A BRIIICCKKK HOUUUUSEEE song means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S FUCKIN' STACKED. :D</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:7214</id>
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    <title>Conversations I Never Had, I</title>
    <published>2008-03-21T07:52:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-21T07:52:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I knew a guy with one once. It just stuck out, like someone trying to fit in an already full elevator. It was right in front too. I couldn't take him seriously. He should have gone to the dentist."&lt;br /&gt;"Maybe he was too poor." &lt;br /&gt;"Naw. He made bank at the bank. Hah. Clever. Hey, watch it. You'll chip something. Peel slowly and  sever gently with your scalpel."&lt;br /&gt;"He doesn't care. Look. He's grinning." &lt;br /&gt;"They're always grinning at the end. What comes next must be something good." &lt;br /&gt;"Shame, though." &lt;br /&gt;"What's that?"&lt;br /&gt;"That some people have to die to smile."</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-03-08T21:45:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-09T05:49:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-09T05:49:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THANKS AMAZON FOR SENDING ME SMASH BROTHERS BRAWL A DAY BEFORE LAUNCH. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I HAVE NO INCENTIVE TO GET STUFF DONE. &amp;gt;0&amp;lt; AND THE EXTREMENESS OF IT MAKES ME TYPE IN CAPS. :0 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What. Shut your face. You don't know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope anyone who's waiting in line is doing so for the fun of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have all of these essays that I'm supposed to start researching for or something, and 200gajillion gesture drawings to do that I'm not doing. Even before it came in the mail I've been twiddling my thumbs for the last 11 hours since I woke up. Pls someone give me a kick in the pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tl;dr (IT'S NOT LONG AT ALL. &amp;gt;0 ) - lol amazon.</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2008-02-09T13:12:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-09T21:27:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-09T21:27:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been a while but I'm excited about a few things, one of them maybe related to YOU (YES YOU, THERE ON THE COUCH), so I'm going to pooost now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Sweet tapdancing christ, The Mole. Thank you, writer's strike. I never gave up on you, I swear to god, even through those hideous celebrity seasons. My one regret is that hothotXXXsex Anderson Cooper won't be hosting anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20169920,00.html"&gt;http://www.ew.com/ew/article/0,,20169920,00.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) AX. If you're reading this, we got a table. (115 tables gone in 2 minutes. :0 ) If you're not reading this, we still got a table, but you just don't know it. This means a couple of things: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, if you are of artisty inclinings, drop me a comment. I'm always up for helping my friends make some cash, and I have space for SMALL items to sell for youu~~ Mainly buttons and bookmarks or other things of that size. I cannot, due to the fact that I'm going to try to, you know, sell some things of my own, sell prints for you, since I only have half a table to do it in. Also, this means, if for some odd reason, interest is overwhelming, I can only take one or two of you, since I'm selling for tokos as well(HI CHANS.) If it's buttons you desire to sell, I can make them here, taking out materials cost, for printing, and the buttons. I will want to have a small amount of profit from you. We'll work it out, but probably something like paying for my parking for a day or two, depending on how well you sell. I am extremely flexible, comment if you're interested, and we'll work something out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, due to space restrictions, I am ONLY interested in anime style art AND/OR fanart (can be non-anime style). This is because this is what sells the best. I want you to make money, and this is a lot of (almost) free labor and space for me to put in if it doesn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, even if you don't wanna sell with me, if you're around AX, plspls stop by. &amp;lt;3 I always get a kick out of making &amp;gt;www&amp;lt; at people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU THIS SUMMER. &amp;lt;3</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2007-10-27T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-28T05:11:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-28T05:11:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v54/Raife/trance/lollytranceface.gif"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it no longer smells like decay. More like just a faint, distant barbeque.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2007-10-25T02:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-25T09:03:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-25T09:03:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It smells like decay and barbeque out here but the closest fire to me is 50% contained. It's a relatively small fire compared to some of the others running amok so that's a very good sign that it won't even reach San Clemente. Thankfully, most of the area surrounding it is uninhabited. Unfortunately, it's also all brush. But it's the marine base, so I'm sure they'll keep on top of it.</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2007-10-24T01:31:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-24T08:31:52Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Continue to be fine. Still have a good chunk of miles before even a voluntary evac. The lack of wind is encouraging.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:5534</id>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2007-10-23T00:04:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-23T07:19:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It is incredibly ashy here as fires rage in about a 60 mile radius around me in every direction, spotted all over the landscape of southern california. I am unconcerned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This and earthquakes are an odd phenomenon to me. I have never particularly feared forest fires nor earthquakes, even though they occur fairly seasonally here. Even that one time when I was eleven and we almost had to evacuate the house, and I could see fire in the distance, I wasn't scared. I've woken up to earthquakes and gone back to sleep, utterly unconcerned (although, I do, oddly enough, lean into door frames still like some earthquake safety Fonzie, if I'm awake enough to care). For the most part, I think this frame of mind holds with most of us out here, possibly because we're too vacant to care, until it becomes a visible threat. As in, hi, fire next door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose I'm glad I don't have some sort of ultra prepared complex, and neither do my parents. But I do regret a little lack of nervousness. My parents had to remind me to close my window because of the ash. The only bow I've made to the fire is that I skimmed the ash off the top of my fish's water so he wouldn't drink it. Poor itty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm planning on driving to Disneyland later this week. Sorta'd like to see the fire, but don't really want it to be a threat on my drive. Nothing really ruins the happiest place on Earth like being scorched alive.</content>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2007-10-22T11:40:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-22T18:41:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-22T18:41:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;The Hudsucker Proxy&lt;/i&gt; is stylistically beautiful. If I were to make movies, it's what I'd want them to look like. :0</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:4907</id>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2007-10-17T02:14:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-17T09:14:53Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-17T09:14:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">P-portals. :0 &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on the last level, but reluctant to play through it. Not sure if because I'm scared of it, or because I don't want the game to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sure do want some cake though.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:jetsetgypsy:4737</id>
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    <title>jetsetgypsy @ 2007-10-11T16:02:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-11T23:09:30Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-11T23:09:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Chans did post about happy, an' I'm just gonna do it wifout tagging cause I figgur if you really want to, just go do it, hokay? I figure listing 10 things that have made me happy recently would help my abysmal moods lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &amp;gt;0&amp;lt; I got the tester job. &amp;lt;3 It doesn't start until November, so I think I might try to write in the meantime. Key word: Try. Or maybe apply to work at costume warehouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Anansi Boys. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The Orange Box. :0 I'mma get one of my own when I have the money. &amp;lt;3 Portals. &amp;lt;333333333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Thinking about my time-travel comic. &amp;gt;w&amp;lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Almost Nekki Rocket. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Mom bought a suit that I look good in for work, unlike the boxy manly one I had before. I look swank. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Did I mention I'm going to have a temporary job where I sit around playing video games all day? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Milkshakes are totally not on my list of things I can't eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm going to take a bubble bath in an hour. &amp;lt;333 Maybe for an hour. &amp;lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. FRIED RICE. &amp;lt;3</content>
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