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  <title>I wanna fuck those beautiful things!</title>
  <subtitle>Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!</subtitle>
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  <updated>2010-01-06T21:10:12Z</updated>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2010-01-06T21:10:00</title>
    <published>2010-01-06T21:10:12Z</published>
    <updated>2010-01-06T21:10:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Something I didn't think would ever happen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't have enough money on my Oyster card and the bus driver let me go for free.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapplelover:19177</id>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2009-11-25T04:50:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-25T04:50:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-25T04:50:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Aaaaah,&lt;br /&gt;it's about three hours until i need to get back to work and i'm not even home yet. I wish I wasn't so easily influenced..</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2009-11-18T01:40:00</title>
    <published>2009-11-18T01:40:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-18T01:40:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What's with the general insomnia these days? Something's up.</content>
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    <title>bored</title>
    <published>2009-11-09T20:20:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-09T20:20:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's one of those night's where it's so quiet in the pub, I just wanna lock myself in the office and not go back downstairs until closing time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT&amp;nbsp;NOTHING'S&amp;nbsp;EVER&amp;nbsp;HAPPENING&amp;nbsp;ON&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;INTERNET!!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapplelover:17636</id>
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    <title>random moan</title>
    <published>2009-10-21T18:58:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-21T19:02:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I must've worked about nine doubles the last 2 weeks and spent most of my days off this month having to come in to work for various meetings and training sessions and started at 8 IN&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;MORNING today and it's the first quiet night in ages so I'm standing at the waiter's desk, falling into microsleep every few minutes...Then decided to go to the office and have a little sit down and now I physically cannot get back up. Eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, had about a pint worth of espresso and it makes my heart race like hell. Still can't keep my eyes open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone make it stop.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapplelover:17107</id>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2009-07-02T17:13:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-02T16:14:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-02T16:14:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently, I'm eligible for a bonus. That's gotta be the best news I had all year!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapplelover:16808</id>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2009-07-01T09:04:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-01T08:16:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-01T08:16:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really do not want to be here right now. We're holding a wake (for a one year old!) upstairs today. And I have not the slightest idea how to make people have a nice time ( I know nice is the most inappropriate word here, but you know what I mean), and still be respectful and not start crying or finding myself giggling at someone's jokes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate wakes. There are usually three kinds of people at wakes: drunks, hypocrites and the people who are actually sincerely mourning. But they shouldn't have to put up with the first two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In German, you call a wake a &amp;quot;Leichenschmaus&amp;quot;. A corpse feast. It's disgusting.</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2009-05-21T16:48:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-21T15:51:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-21T15:51:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">He said I can keep the Buffy, Angel AND Firefly DVDs. But when I requested Buffy Season 8 as well, I think he nearly passed out...</content>
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    <title>I received my Horrors tickets.</title>
    <published>2009-05-14T16:13:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-14T16:13:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smalldog.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/grinch2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapplelover:15721</id>
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    <title>Ciggy paranoia</title>
    <published>2009-05-14T07:21:53Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-14T07:23:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On Tuesday, my Director of Operations popped by - to check the pub - and found a few cigarette butts outside the pub. I admit I probably should have swept them up, but hey! I was fucking busy doing all the paperwork and orders my manager should have done the day before!&lt;br /&gt;What followed was several phone calls and emails from Lee and Ash and Head Office about how the pub was in a very poor state and a fucking mess and how &amp;quot;it generally lacked its sparkle&amp;quot;. I was upset, but over it the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I come to work, check the emails, just to find another half dozen messages concerning that day!!!!!!!!!!! Seriously, it takes those cunts fucking three years to send us someone for a repaint that the pub desperately needs (Which they didn't even do properly. The just touched up on the bloody toilet door!), they are too stupid to hire a cleaner who actually knows how to use a mop and they pop up 15 minutes before we were even open upstairs to complain that the balcony is not in a spotless condition! God, I even had to take blame for a cushion that the wind blew off the bench!!! Should have probably glued it to the fucking wood. And all this wankerism comes from a man who, last time he was here, cleared out a nest of baby pidgeons AND&amp;nbsp;FLUSHED&amp;nbsp;THEM&amp;nbsp;DOWN&amp;nbsp;THE&amp;nbsp;TOILET&amp;nbsp;ALIVE!!! What the fuck does he know about standards?!?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapplelover:14956</id>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2009-05-04T10:24:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-04T09:27:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-04T09:27:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Came in two hours early to do monday paperwork and was finished after half an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm starting to like work again...</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2009-05-01T17:15:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-01T16:29:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-01T16:29:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Don't you hate it when you forget your password - even though it's always the fucking same anyway - and you click that little forgot-your-password-?-button and it takes the swines 2 hours to send it to you? I'm furious. But that might be my sambuca and caffeine fuelled hangover blues speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get out of London. And quick. away from work and people and everyfucking thing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapplelover:13118</id>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-09-26T13:51:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T11:57:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T11:57:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; beards&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;Paired with the necessary beard mojo, they make the young look mature, the stupid wise and the non-sexual hot. You gotta love them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; chikinki&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;They make me wanna dance and get really, really wasted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; dancing&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;I dance a lot. The sillines of it makes me and those that watch happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; drinking&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;It's a love/hate relationship. Cheers!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; handbags at dawn&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;Fucking bunch of wankers...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; matty van roden&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;Drums for Handbags at Dawn. Hypnotising to watch him straighten his hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; passing out&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;Thinking about it I don't pass out as much as people might assume...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; spilling drinks&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;Loosely connected to "drinking" and "dancing".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; stephen fry&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;I deeply admire this man for his wit and aristocratic nose. I once saw him near Piccadilly and I started to scream.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt; the cooper temple clause&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br&gt;A band i used to adore and, strangely, I now merely like a lot. A big lot, though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enter your LJ user name, and 10 interests will be selected from your  interest list.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.memento-mori.ca/cgi-bin/lj-int-quiz.pl" enctype="application/x-www-form-urlencoded"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;input name="user" size="20" maxlength="40" type="text"&gt; &lt;input name="submit" value="submit" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;input name="mode" value="intlist" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:pineapplelover:11643</id>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-08-30T14:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T12:25:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-30T12:25:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Does anyone remember Asterix' visit to the Madhouse of Bureaucracy? That's what I felt like today.</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-08-19T19:00:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-19T17:11:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-19T17:11:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1. Go &lt;a href="http://mike.mm1swebcreations.com/lj/ljFriendsQuiz/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.~How did you meet &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? When I visited Handbags at dawn, she showed up as well.&lt;br /&gt;2.~What would you do if you had never met &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=pineapplelover&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/pineapplelover/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pineapplelover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Have the doctor come and tell me I'm sane.&lt;br /&gt;3.~What do you honestly think of &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=_bellyache&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/_bellyache/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;_bellyache&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? She's like a shy fluffy bunny who's taken far too many acid.&lt;br /&gt;4.~Would or did &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=raving_imp&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/raving_imp/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;raving_imp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=khee&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/khee/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;khee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; go out? ....I don't know....&lt;br /&gt;5.~Have you ever liked &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Of course.&lt;br /&gt;6.~If &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=gen1ous&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gen1ous/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;gen1ous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; died tomorrow, what is one thing that you would need him/her to know? How much time can a single person spend watching porn???&lt;br /&gt;7.~Would &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=strictlyhandbag&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/strictlyhandbag/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;strictlyhandbag&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=lost_to_virtue&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/lost_to_virtue/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lost_to_virtue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; make a good couple? Actually, they would!!!&lt;br /&gt;8.~Describe &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in 3 words: Fond of food.&lt;br /&gt;9.~Do you think &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=culturedgoat&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/culturedgoat/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;culturedgoat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is hot? Duh! He's the sexual extremist...&lt;br /&gt;10.~Would &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=gen1ous&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/gen1ous/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;gen1ous&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=carmikaze&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/carmikaze/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;carmikaze&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; make a lovely couple? MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!! &lt;br /&gt;11.~What do you think of when you see &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=khee&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/khee/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;khee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? I think she's one of the most gorgeous people I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;12.~Tell me something humiliating about &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=lost_to_virtue&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/lost_to_virtue/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;lost_to_virtue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;13.~Do you know any of &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=latt&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/latt/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;latt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s family members? No.&lt;br /&gt;14.~What's &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s favorite color? Pink, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;15.~On a scale of 1-10 how cute is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=superba&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/superba/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;superba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? 100 (but in a cool way)&lt;br /&gt;16.~What would you do if &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=shniggit&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/shniggit/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shniggit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; just professed their undying love for you? I'd be flattered.&lt;br /&gt;17.~What language does &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=raving_imp&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/raving_imp/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;raving_imp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; speak? Spaff English&lt;br /&gt;18.~Who is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=kruemelchen&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/kruemelchen/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;kruemelchen&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; going out with? With some guy from Munich.&lt;br /&gt;19.~Is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a boy or a girl? I'm gonna ask Matt.&lt;br /&gt;20.~Would &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=shniggit&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/shniggit/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;shniggit&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; make a good couple? I don't know them well enough to tell...&lt;br /&gt;21.~Who do you think &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=emptysound&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/emptysound/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;emptysound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; would be great with from this list? RENNICK!!!&lt;br /&gt;22.~When was the last time you talked to &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=culturedgoat&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/culturedgoat/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;culturedgoat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? In june.&lt;br /&gt;23.~What is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s favorite band? dEUS&lt;br /&gt;24.~Does &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=strictlyhandbag&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/strictlyhandbag/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;strictlyhandbag&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have any siblings? MAAAAARK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;25.~Would you ever date &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=latt&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/latt/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;latt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Apparently, one of us is gay.&lt;br /&gt;26.~Would you ever date &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;27.~Is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=emptysound&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/emptysound/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;emptysound&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; single? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;28.~What is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s last name? Payne.&lt;br /&gt;29.~What is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s middle name? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;30~What is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=_bellyache&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/_bellyache/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;_bellyache&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s fantasy? a nacked Pete Doherty cleaning her bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;31.~Where does &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; live? Í'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;32.~Would you make out with &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? Sure.&lt;br /&gt;33.~Are &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=pineapplelover&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/pineapplelover/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pineapplelover&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=latt&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/latt/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;latt&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; best friends? Matt is useful when Dinie needs to get drunk or is already...&lt;br /&gt;34.~Does &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; like &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? I hope so.&lt;br /&gt;35.~How did you meet &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=aunt_flo&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/aunt_flo/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;aunt_flo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;? We had this question before...&lt;br /&gt;36.~Is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=culturedgoat&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/culturedgoat/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;culturedgoat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; older than you? MUCH older!!!!&lt;br /&gt;37.~Is &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=carmikaze&amp;amp;mode=full"&gt;&lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" border="0" style="vertical-align:bottom;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/carmikaze/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;carmikaze&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the sexiest person alive? That's the pope.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-07-18T22:55:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-18T21:43:10Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-18T21:43:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">1.what kind of first impression do you think people have when they first see you? &lt;br /&gt;- God, that girl is drunk!&lt;br /&gt;2. what's one thing you like to do alone? &lt;br /&gt;- Talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;3. what is your favorite line to say when bored? &lt;br /&gt;- Ach, schon gut...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What movie made you cry? &lt;br /&gt;- Dancer in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;5. how many drinks before you're tipsy? &lt;br /&gt;- It depends, but on average 3-4 vodka coke.&lt;br /&gt;6. do you ever have to beg? &lt;br /&gt;- For money? I ask politely then...&lt;br /&gt;7. what kind of books do you like to read? &lt;br /&gt;- Books that are funny and yet profound.&lt;br /&gt;8. do you think you're cute? &lt;br /&gt;- In an awkward way, yes.&lt;br /&gt;9. do you have a problem changing clothes in front of your friends? &lt;br /&gt;- Depends on the piece of clothing.&lt;br /&gt;10. favorite communication method? &lt;br /&gt;- ??? Talking???&lt;br /&gt;11. do you care? &lt;br /&gt;- About what?&lt;br /&gt;12. what do you eat when you raid the fridge at night? &lt;br /&gt;- Pizza, pasta, ice cream, chocolate, ...&lt;br /&gt;13. if you could have plastic surgery, what would you have done? &lt;br /&gt;- My nose. And maybe a lot of liposuction.&lt;br /&gt;15. describe your bed? &lt;br /&gt;- It's a mattress....and only a matress.&lt;br /&gt;16. spontaneous or planned? &lt;br /&gt;- I tend to think ages about things and in the end decide spontaneously. If that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;17. do you know how to play poker? &lt;br /&gt;- No, but I wish I would.&lt;br /&gt;18. what do you carry with you at all time? &lt;br /&gt;- My phone.&lt;br /&gt;19. what do you miss most about being little? &lt;br /&gt;- Not having to care about money.&lt;br /&gt;20. are you happy with your given name? &lt;br /&gt;- Could be better, but I'm not complaining.&lt;br /&gt;21. how much would it take to give up the internet for 1 year? &lt;br /&gt;- I don't have regular internet access anyway. But giving it up completely would be hard, indeed.&lt;br /&gt;22. what color is your bedroom? &lt;br /&gt;- White with silver furniture and a dark pinkish kind of carpet.&lt;br /&gt;23. have you ever been in a play? &lt;br /&gt;- Yes, just a few weeks ago. It was called "What do you elieve about the future?" and sucked completely. People told my director that they loved me, though. That's something. But I blame it on the stupid wig I wore.&lt;br /&gt;24. do you like yourself and believe in yourself? &lt;br /&gt;- I've been learning to love myself lately. I'm amiable.&lt;br /&gt;25. do homeless, or starving people sometimes annoy you? &lt;br /&gt;- ??? Of course not.&lt;br /&gt;26. do you consider yourself to be a nice person? &lt;br /&gt;- I think sometimes I'm even a bit too nice.&lt;br /&gt;27. do you spend more time with your girlfriend/boyfriend or your friends? &lt;br /&gt;- Friends.&lt;br /&gt;28. what's one thing you wish you could do but can't? &lt;br /&gt;- Play an instrument and sing.&lt;br /&gt;29. what is your ideal marriage location? &lt;br /&gt;- I'm not that into marriage, so i don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;30. whats one instrument you wish you could play? &lt;br /&gt;- Guitar, baby!&lt;br /&gt;31. something you like and hate? &lt;br /&gt;- Money.&lt;br /&gt;32. whats one language you want to learn? &lt;br /&gt;- French. i used to be good at it, but can't remember any words. Another option would be swedish.&lt;br /&gt;33. what do you order at a bar? &lt;br /&gt;- Vodka.&lt;br /&gt;34. have you ever pierced your body parts? &lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;35. do you have any tattoos? &lt;br /&gt;- No. I'd like to have some. But I'm sure I'd become bored of them very soon.&lt;br /&gt;36. would you admit to getting plastic surgery if confronted? &lt;br /&gt;- No, it always turns out shit.&lt;br /&gt;37. whats one trait you hate in a person? &lt;br /&gt;- Egoism and lack of passion.&lt;br /&gt;38. do you consider yourself materialistic? &lt;br /&gt;- No.&lt;br /&gt;39. what do you cook best? &lt;br /&gt;- Spaghetti Bolognese.&lt;br /&gt;40. do you cry in front of your friends? &lt;br /&gt;- Seldom, but i do.&lt;br /&gt;THREE NAMES YOU GO BY: &lt;br /&gt;1. Nadine&lt;br /&gt;2. Dinie&lt;br /&gt;3. Nadi&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF: &lt;br /&gt;1. My happiness&lt;br /&gt;2. My hair.&lt;br /&gt;3. My temples.&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU: &lt;br /&gt;1. Deep water.&lt;br /&gt;2. My past.&lt;br /&gt;3. Myself.&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS: &lt;br /&gt;1. Food.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sleep.&lt;br /&gt;3. Music.&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW: &lt;br /&gt;1. Dark socks.&lt;br /&gt;2. Black underwear.&lt;br /&gt;3. My favourite pair of jeans. (The only one that fits.)&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS (or artists(at the moment)): &lt;br /&gt;1. The Cooper Temple Clause&lt;br /&gt;2. Handbags at Dawn&lt;br /&gt;3. Chikinki&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS AT PRESENT: &lt;br /&gt;1. Jeff Buckley - Hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;2. The White stripes - My Doorbell&lt;br /&gt;3. Chikinki - Fucking with our clothes on&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS &lt;br /&gt;1. Sort out my live&lt;br /&gt;2. Get rid of my shyness&lt;br /&gt;3. Move to London&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP (love is a given): &lt;br /&gt;1. Freedom&lt;br /&gt;2. Fun&lt;br /&gt;3. Sex&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW: &lt;br /&gt;1. Cough&lt;br /&gt;2. Get properly pissed&lt;br /&gt;3. That's it.&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING: &lt;br /&gt;1. Literary critic&lt;br /&gt;2. Journalist&lt;br /&gt;3. Writer&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION: &lt;br /&gt;1. London&lt;br /&gt;2. Sweden&lt;br /&gt;3. A desert island&lt;br /&gt;THREE KID'S NAMES: &lt;br /&gt;1. Kieran&lt;br /&gt;2. Devendra&lt;br /&gt;3. Eve&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE: &lt;br /&gt;1. I can't swim.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm a notorious liar.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm schizoid.&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES: &lt;br /&gt;1. Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;2. Reading.&lt;br /&gt;3. Meeting friends.&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE: &lt;br /&gt;1. Move to London.&lt;br /&gt;2. Fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;3. Find the meaning of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--UNIQUE-- &lt;br /&gt;1. Nervous Habits: Slapping myself in the face.&lt;br /&gt;2. Are you double jointed: Am I what?&lt;br /&gt;3. Can you roll your tongue: Yes!!! But it takes some time.&lt;br /&gt;4. Can you raise one eyebrow at a time: Yes, but only the left one.&lt;br /&gt;5. Can you blow spit bubbles: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;6. Can you cross your eyes: Yeah, baby, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;7. Tattoos: We had this question already.&lt;br /&gt;8. Piercing: See above.&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you make your bed daily: I never do.&lt;br /&gt;-- CLOTHES -- &lt;br /&gt;10. Which shoe goes on first: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;11. Speaking of shoes, have you ever thrown one at anyone: I suppose so.&lt;br /&gt;12. On the average, how much money do you carry: 30 Euros and 57 cents.&lt;br /&gt;13. What jewelry do you wear 24/7: None, really.&lt;br /&gt;14. Favorite piece of clothing: my black jeans.&lt;br /&gt;-- FOOD -- &lt;br /&gt;15. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it: Twirl. I hate spaghetti cutters.&lt;br /&gt;16. Have you ever eaten Spam: No.&lt;br /&gt;18. How many cereals in your cabinet: 2&lt;br /&gt;19. What's your favorite beverage: Vodka or whisky or water.&lt;br /&gt;20. What's your favorite fast food restaurant: McDonalds is the only one I visited yet.&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you cook: Quite often. Meaning every day.&lt;br /&gt;-- GROOMING -- &lt;br /&gt;22. How often do you brush your teeth: Twice a day, once a day when I'm drunk.&lt;br /&gt;23. Hair drying method: blow dryer &lt;br /&gt;24. Have you ever colored / highlighted your hair: I dye my hair dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;-- MANNERS -- &lt;br /&gt;25. Do you swear: Fucking hell, no!&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you ever spit: Not often.&lt;br /&gt;-- FAVORITE -- &lt;br /&gt;27. Animal: Cats.&lt;br /&gt;28. Food: Italian.&lt;br /&gt;29. Month: May.&lt;br /&gt;30. Day: Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;31. Cartoon: The Simpsons.&lt;br /&gt;32. Shoe Brand: Converse.&lt;br /&gt;33. Subject in school: Biology, English and German.&lt;br /&gt;34. Color: I like all colours in general, it always depends on the shade.&lt;br /&gt;35. Sport: Table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;36. TV show: Kalkofes Mattscheibe. Scrubs. &lt;br /&gt;37. Thing to do in the spring: Go for walks.&lt;br /&gt;38. Thing to do in the summer: Sit in the sun.&lt;br /&gt;39. Thing to do in the fall: Go for walks.&lt;br /&gt;40. Thing to do in the winter: Build snowmen.&lt;br /&gt;-- IN AND AROUND -- &lt;br /&gt;41. In the CD player: Chikinki&lt;br /&gt;42. Person you talk most on the phone with: Melle&lt;br /&gt;44. Do you regularly check yourself out in store window mirrors: Uhm...yes.&lt;br /&gt;45. What color is your bedroom: You're repeating yourself...&lt;br /&gt;46. Do you use an alarm clock: Yes. but it has no buttons. So I must use a pencil to set the alarm.&lt;br /&gt;47. Window seat or aisle: WINDOW!&lt;br /&gt;-- dumb -- &lt;br /&gt;48. What's your sleeping position: I just move a lot during sleep.&lt;br /&gt;49. Even in hot weather do you use a blanket: Yes, but I just need to hold it. I don't use it as a cover.&lt;br /&gt;50. Do you snore: When falling asleep in cars.&lt;br /&gt;51. Do you sleepwalk: I used to when i wa a child.&lt;br /&gt;52. Do you talk in your sleep: I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;53. Do you sleep with stuffed animals: Yes. I use them as pillows.&lt;br /&gt;54. How about with the light on: Nay.&lt;br /&gt;55. Do you fall asleep with the TV or radio on: Not intentionally.&lt;br /&gt;56. Last interesting person you met: Carmi!</content>
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    <title>Insomnia</title>
    <published>2005-07-18T02:25:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-18T02:25:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Devendra Banhart - A sight to behold</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm gonna stay one or two (or maybe three) days longer at Melle's house. Very wise decision as it's always fun being around Melle and her family and friends. Miri invented two delicious cocktails tonight: "Pisshead/Hell is freezing" (vodka, more vodka and a bit of strawberry syrup) and "The meadow is green" (rum, apple juice and woodruff schnapps). Fucking tasty and you get comfortably pissed with just one sip. However, everyone went to bed but I couldn't sleep, thus started googling for random pictures of beards, flamingos and my former teachers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lghe.de/hp/events/tdot/2004_0611homepage0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady in black is my chemistry teacher, Mrs. Franke, who used to tell us that getting pissed till you pass out at least once a month is necessary to keep your brain working properly. But she wouldn't smell at the ammonia bottle ever again, not even if you gave her 20 Euros. Seeing the skull almost made me cry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lghe.de/hp/events/rnd/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our headmaster who was once awarded "Most popular German headmaster" or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lghe.de/hp/events/rnd/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This man once threatened to punch me in class because I had been standing in his way a year before. Fortunately, he could not remember my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lghe.de/hp/events/rnd/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman taught me how to fall of balance beams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lghe.de/hp/schnappschusse/bilder/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hated school but seeing this makes me sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Did you do too many drugs? - No, I was too drunk...</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T22:50:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T23:08:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THURSDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2pm: Arrived at Victoria coach station and got very drunk with Melle.&lt;br /&gt;6pm: Met Tim. Continued drinking. Met Matt and Jo. Further drinking. Lost sense for time, coordination and articulation.&lt;br /&gt;?pm: Went somewhere and got nearly kicked out of a pub. Or got kicked out. Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;?am: Woke up on Matty's couch. Not hungover at all, but dicovered whipping marks on my arse...&lt;br /&gt;3pm: Sat in the park with Melle, ate strawberries and got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;8pm: Da Timmah's party!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't feel like looking at my watch. (I don't own one, anyway.) Had a night out with Matty and Melle. We went to some obscure pub in bethnal Green where I saw one the most impressive drag performances ever. It included someone sitting in a trolley and spinning around on the dancefloor, sexy men in sexy pants, lots and lots and lots of hair and the colour blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met up with the Handbags again and got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew back to Germany, Melle being totally gayed out (because we spent the last five days in a very gay and drunken flat) and feel that I might have a problem with alcohol. Somehow, I always turn mute when meeting poeple I actually want to talk to, then get drunk to fight the silence and end up too drunk to have proper conversations. I apologise!&lt;br /&gt;However, I already miss all of you lovely little spaffs so much! I had an amazing time. Especially when I was drunk. THANK YOU!!!</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-05-15T16:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-15T14:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-15T14:55:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures turned out a bit shit as I suck at using anything where electricity is involved. But you get the idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y208/spaffpictures/CIMG0005.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y208/spaffpictures/CIMG0004.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-05-13T11:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-13T10:13:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-13T10:13:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Went on a clubfuck on Wednesday. Music was shit (ranging from techno mixed with saxophones to German oldies...). I had fun though. Was told by some guy that I was the rare kind of girl who understands ska. (?????) After being warned about the dangers of water intoxication, I got really really drunk. I guess. Woke up in Susi's bed the next day and could not remember how I got there. Went home, lay in bed, did not stick to deadlines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will spent the next days at my parents' house if I manage to get my arse on the train. I doubt it at the moment. Will present my new hair. Which basically looks as it always does but with some more parts shaved out. The fringe is shrinking, too. Horizontally, not vertically. In case I get hold of a camera and a PC I'll post pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a week of sweet laziness and not doing the uni work I'm supposed to do. Sunshine and BBQ! Mmmmh.</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-04-17T13:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-17T11:13:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-17T11:13:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My tongue is bleeding. That's just wrong in so many ways. Fucking absinth.</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-04-15T10:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-15T08:23:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-15T08:23:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Interpol on Wednesday were...uhmm...nice. Not nice-birthday-card-nice. Nice as in "Mmmmh, Rupert. Nice beard!" Just can't think of proper words. Had to deal with them too often this week. Drank way too much coffee. Lack of sleep + caffeine = mania. One cup makes Dinie enter Wonderland.</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-04-04T15:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-04T14:19:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-04T14:19:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love my friends equally but seem incapable of showing it. Therefore, they hate each other and me, refuse to reconcile and I have to split my leisure time to see them. Which makes everything even worse. I lack enthusiasm in work but make up for it with enthusiasm in sitting on the couch. Consequently, I'm always broke...Won't be spoiled by wealth, at least. The only thing that makes me happy is Ben Affleck advertising jewellery. Because the best movie is life itself. He hasn't seen Signs. Ben Affleck and sunshine. The weather cheers me up to a scary extent. I hate it. Makes me feel determined by my hormones. And Boris and Ringo who are the same person anyway. I wanna see Kurt and Sammy and Joe and the fat cat and the cantankerous sushi shop owner. He had a craaaaaazy headband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut up Dinie, you're pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the shampoo that does it...</content>
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    <title>Your name is Dinie, Dinie. You are 19.</title>
    <published>2005-03-15T13:23:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-15T13:23:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I keep forgetting things.</content>
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    <title>pineapplelover @ 2005-02-26T05:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-26T04:28:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-26T04:28:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The huhs - cunty fotzen, baby superspaff yeah yeah yeah</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Many people are Fotzen! Especialthe wromg ones. They are fotzily wrong. I like parties. I like Melle's parties. They are fotzily right. &lt;br /&gt;Give me an arm! And a whole whole elkbow! &lt;br /&gt;Especially the cunty cunts. They arre wrong!</content>
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