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  <title>JAMES LIFE</title>
  <subtitle>The life of james</subtitle>
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  <updated>2007-01-01T13:31:09Z</updated>
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    <title>Whys the Rum gone?</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T13:31:09Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T13:31:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I suppose i might post on here once again. Bleh. Happy new years kids and kiddies. Yours truly had some very nice rum and shot a shotgun of at midnight to celibrate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of Rum, it rocks. No prebuzz headache, no hangover, just that happy warm feeling you get in your tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of shotguns, now my shoulder hurts. But it was worth it. i think i made that little obnoxious kid i live next door wet his bed. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday im planing on going for my license. ive a long book, plans fr 4 in the morning and a suit of damn midevil armor, just to get threw that zoo in huntsville. but i aint leaving till the damn card is in the mail. How did i hear is said? 'The fighting will end when it ends and not before' That fors for alot of situations right now..waiting on my car, waiting on my money from mom, waiting on my trip up to see Dianne.....waiting. im a wait o holic. Its like rum, i suppose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met jody, Joel edward [Think its edward &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;], the mythical father figure i never knew. We ate in dariy queen and talked, and a little later, that next week or so, we went to my aunt lynns together. Hes a cool guy, and its freaky weird seeing us together. Somethings ARE genetic..we walk, sit and stand the same, both wear big coats, both have glasses, but smoke salems..walking out the dariy queen was a fucking twilight zone experience. Were side by side, walking to his car, and the same moment, same way, both pull out a pack of salems. He smokes lights, i smoke black label fulls, he looks over at me and askes if i smoke those, i nod, and we keep on trucking. It was only later when i got home that i realized how freaking weird that is. He looks the same, talks the same i suppose, with a definit 60's kinda jive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy cow i met my dad and he was me. well, no more guessing what the future holds for me! [P.S. I get to keep my hair till im at least 60 -headbangs-]</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reaper281:57724</id>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-07-26T12:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-26T17:59:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-26T17:59:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You May Be a Bit Schizotypal...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/kramer.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit odd and socially isolated.&lt;br /&gt;You couldn't care less of what others think.&lt;br /&gt;And some of your beliefs are a little weird.&lt;br /&gt;Like that time you thought you were Jesus.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatpersonalitydisorderareyouquiz/"&gt;What Personality Disorder Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:reaper281:57556</id>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-07-24T03:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-24T08:24:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-24T08:24:25Z</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/1112562268DragonH1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Dragon&lt;/b&gt;. Dragon: Now talk about a legend. These magnificent creatures are of many species. Some can be as large as the Earth itself, while others are as small as a mouse. One image that comes to everyone's mind is the large, fire breathing Dragons that loathed humans and loved to sleep on massive piles of gold. Not all dragons have a bad reputation. Most dragons are very wise, caring, and protective. It would make a person very lucky indeed to meet a dragon. Especially if they walked away untouched. I admire your wisdom, for you are the Ancient Dragon.&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;Dragon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100" 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;100%&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;Demon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="92" 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;92%&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;WereWolf&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;Angel&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;Faerie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="67" 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;67%&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;Mermaid&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="59" 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;59%&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=21002"&gt;What Mythological Creature are you? (Cool Pics!)&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>reaper281 @ 2006-07-24T03:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-24T08:09:03Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-24T08:09:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Everyone that didnt see this coming, smack yourself with a tuna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0" width="600"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizfarm.com/1146083511key13.jpg"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;XIII: Death&lt;/b&gt;. Death is probably the most well known Tarot card - and also the most misunderstood. Most Tarot novices would consider Death to be a bad card, especially given its connection with the number thirteen. In fact this card rarely indicates literal death.Without "death" there can be no change, only eventual stagnation. The "death" of the child allows for the "birth" of the adult. This change is not always easy. The appearance of Death in a Tarot reading can indicate pain and short term loss, however it also represents hope for a new future.&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;XI: Justice&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94" 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;94%&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;XIII: Death&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="94" 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;94%&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;II - The High Priestess&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;VIII - Strength&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;XVI: The Tower&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;IV - The Emperor&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" 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;69%&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;XIX: The Sun&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" 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;69%&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;VI: The Lovers&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="69" 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;69%&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;I - 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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-07-14T16:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-14T21:14:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-14T21:14:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow its been a while. sorry guys, i havent been posting like i want to. I dont know why. Part of it is just life, nothing really new. Part of it is Laura. Part of it is that im now a certified Second Life adict. Greatest game ever, if theyd stop updating it and screwing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, whats new. Not dating anyone, and not looking to, really. Im tired of the game, so to speak. Everyone has someone, that is, everyone else. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna kill that damn Rain song if it comes on my playlist again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working at the local BP gas station. Wee, thats a fun job. Get your work done, sit on your ass. im serious. Now if i could get more than 3 days a week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its looking like i will be in my moms old house till october. Then i turn 21 (oh joy, i can drink legaly whenever im depressed) and can sell drinks. then im moving to Decature and get a job in a store that sells alchol. Apperently, their allways looking for help, and they pay $7/hr. hells yes. Whats life without the danger of being robbed  and killed at 2am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really care anymore. Not about anything. My friends and my cat, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wont get my license back till December. hen i have to be on SR11 insurance till 2009. thats a load of bullcrap. I might as well just keep on biking, i cant afford that crap. The government is just outt to down the poor man, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres a song for Laura. One that i wish shed read and accual do. Calls from her, a month later, where she talks about missing me and such, arnt helping. She wanted to go hang out sometime, but she must not get it. I dunno. Here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[message on voicemail:] Hi Justin! This is your mother. It is 2:33 on Monday afternoon. I was just calling to see how you were doing. You sounded really uptight last night, it made me a little nervous, and a little, well it made me nervous, but it sounded like you were nervous too. I just want to make sure you are really okay and wanted to see if you were checking in on your medication too. You know I love ya and take care honey. I know your under a lot of pressure. See ya. Bye Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to block out thoughts of you so I don’t lose my head&lt;br /&gt;They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed&lt;br /&gt;Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I’m alone&lt;br /&gt;Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home&lt;br /&gt;There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain&lt;br /&gt;An ounce of peace is all I want for you. will you never call again?&lt;br /&gt;And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?&lt;br /&gt;And will you never try to reach me? it is I that wanted space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today&lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what's good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sober now for 3 whole months it’s one accomplishment that you helped me with&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that always tore us apart is the one thing I won’t touch again&lt;br /&gt;In my sick way I want to thank you for holding my head up late at night&lt;br /&gt;While I was busy waging wars on myself, you were trying to stop the fight&lt;br /&gt;You never doubted my warped opinions on things like suicidal hate&lt;br /&gt;You made me compliment myself when it was way too hard to take&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll drive so fucking far away that I never cross your mind&lt;br /&gt;And do whatever it takes in your heart to leave me behind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today&lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with a sad heart I say bye to you and wave&lt;br /&gt;Kicking shadows on the street for every mistake that I had made&lt;br /&gt;And like a baby boy I never was a man&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw your blue eyes cry and I held your face in my hand&lt;br /&gt;And then I fell down yelling “Make it go away!”&lt;br /&gt;Just make a smile come back and shine just like it used to be&lt;br /&gt;And then she whispered “How can you do this to me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me today&lt;br /&gt;Hate me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me for all the things I didn’t do for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate me in ways&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ways hard to swallow&lt;br /&gt;Hate me so you can finally see what’s good for you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;For you</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-05-19T01:55:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-19T06:55:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-19T06:55:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open, I sow myself shut &lt;br /&gt;My weakness is that I care too much &lt;br /&gt;My scars remind me that the past is real &lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart open just to feel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drunk and I'm feeling down &lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone &lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed cause you came around &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home &lt;br /&gt;Cause you channel all your pain &lt;br /&gt;And I can't help to fix myself &lt;br /&gt;Your making me insane &lt;br /&gt;All I can say is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to help you once &lt;br /&gt;A kiss will only vise &lt;br /&gt;I saw you going down &lt;br /&gt;But you never realized &lt;br /&gt;That your drowning in the water &lt;br /&gt;So I offered you my hand &lt;br /&gt;Compassions in my nature &lt;br /&gt;Tonight is our last dance &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm drunk and I'm feeling down &lt;br /&gt;And I just wanna be alone &lt;br /&gt;You shouldn't ever came around &lt;br /&gt;Why don't you just go home? &lt;br /&gt;Cause your drowning in the water &lt;br /&gt;And I tried to grab your hand &lt;br /&gt;And I left my heart open &lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand &lt;br /&gt;But you didn't understand &lt;br /&gt;You fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life &lt;br /&gt;I can't help you fix yourself &lt;br /&gt;But at least I can say I tried &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus x2</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-29T07:05:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-29T12:19:25Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Ahh...things are looking up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked to the store around 10 last night. Was feeling like i needed to get out. So I walked..also promised my new subby that we would both get into shape..she walks on a tredmill for half an hour, i walk to the store. I dont suppose the fact that I bought ciggerettes and then scarfed a steakburger matters...&amp;gt;.&amp;gt;...&amp;lt;.&amp;lt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really happy after I left Huddle House. I dont know if it was the food, or the walk, or the fact that the girl behind the counter at Huddle House kept giving me googly eyes as I ate...but I was. I suspect its a new life improvement I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finaly stopped denying it. Im a freak. Im a 'Dom', or a Dominate. My new subby..or submissive, is great. She is fun to talk to, says 'Yes, Master' just right...and makes me smile, just at random times. I love it. Its not just a sexual, i wanna tie her up, she wants to be tied up and spanked kinda thing...its deeper. She trusts me to make decisions for her. Like the walking thing. I trust her to do as told..and catch me, if I get over zelous. Its..wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very happy..then I dropped my flashlight. Broke it too..the battery case is lose, and I lost one of the batteries. -sigh-. So I walked, and called her. Were tring to get a picture of her to format into text, I think its called ASCII. would look awesome. Made it home, got on Furcadia, blah blah blah..went to bed, the soft moans of my pet playing wither self to warm me. After my phone died -glares- I tried sleeping..and got up an hour later. Didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a bad assed Idea for a Furc charater..but its a surprise. She will love it, I know. Then again, ill never be as good as the real thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sigh- so im happy. As she put it, when she described the time she first realized she was submissive, I feel 'at home'</content>
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    <published>2006-04-27T20:26:55Z</published>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-27T00:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-27T05:14:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-27T05:16:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I guess I did it again. Refused to see the writting on the wall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura and I are over...for good. Shes...tore me a good one. Her and Duffy are datting..she will deny it all she can, she will say she still loves and cares for me....but I know its a lie now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, how when somthing like this happens, you expect tears. I expected to be screaming, hiting the wall..everything. But I'm not. Blame it on Ciggerettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea...ciggerettes. my new hobbie. 'Smoke smoke smoke, puff that ciggerette till you die'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...im blah. Feel kinda..shell shocked. Numb and cold. Maybe I will cry later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told her we were threw...and she just said 'okay. see ya.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to get drunk. right now. A big ol' bottle of vodka and a tiny botle of orange juice. Thats what i need. Hook me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Josh will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura...you were great. you gave me so much. Now you take it all away and give it to someone new...and I wont say a word, as long as you happy. He makes you that way. I am glad for you. Maybe he will give you somthing you want that i couldnt. Maybe your parents will like him. maybe you will love him. Thank you for 4 months of your life. I dont regret any of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this makes me single. Any of my friends know a nice, single, slightly or extreamly kinky girl that is looking for a guy? give he my number if you do. I cant wait till I have my car back. Get to go to Books-a-million again. Hang out in joe mugs, smile and see people. Soon enough, ill be 21...and then theres no end to it. Clubs, bars. Hell, i could become popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to try and update more...i know I missed alot here. Quiting walmart. The chance to go to South Carolina. But I am too....numb to type it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good bye, my Lala. May your days be blessed, and may your love stay strong. G'night everyone.</content>
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    <title>&amp;gt;.&amp;gt;...im such a freak...</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T09:47:24Z</published>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-24T01:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T06:46:37Z</published>
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    <content type="html">"Disturbed  I'm Alive lyrics"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again will I be dishonored&lt;br /&gt;And never again will I be reminded&lt;br /&gt;We're living within the world of the jaded&lt;br /&gt;They killed inspiration&lt;br /&gt;It's my obligation&lt;br /&gt;To never again, allow this to happen&lt;br /&gt;Where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;The choices are endless&lt;br /&gt;Denying the sin&lt;br /&gt;My art, my redemption&lt;br /&gt;I carry the torch of my fathers before me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice&lt;br /&gt;To change myself, I'd rather die&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, we'll not understand&lt;br /&gt;I will make the greatest sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You can't predict where the outcome lies&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take me alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danger, then, cannot be considered&lt;br /&gt;I rage again, dispelling my anger&lt;br /&gt;Where do I begin?&lt;br /&gt;The choices are endless&lt;br /&gt;My art, my redemption, my only salvation&lt;br /&gt;I carry the gift that I have been blessed with&lt;br /&gt;My soul is adrift in notions of madness&lt;br /&gt;Repairing the rift that you have created&lt;br /&gt;I am not alone, brothers, give me your arms now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice&lt;br /&gt;To change myself, I'd rather die&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, we'll not understand&lt;br /&gt;I will make the greatest sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You can't predict where the outcome lies&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take me alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no slave&lt;br /&gt;Are you feeling brave?&lt;br /&gt;Or have you gone out of your mind?&lt;br /&gt;No more games&lt;br /&gt;It won't feel the same&lt;br /&gt;If I hold my anger inside&lt;br /&gt;There's no meaning&lt;br /&gt;My soul is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I've had enough of your kind&lt;br /&gt;One suggestion, use your discretion&lt;br /&gt;Before you label it lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away&lt;br /&gt;There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice&lt;br /&gt;To change myself, I'd rather die&lt;br /&gt;Lonely, we'll not understand&lt;br /&gt;I will make the greatest sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;You can't predict where the outcome lies&lt;br /&gt;You'll never take me alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-23T01:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-23T06:54:09Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Artist: Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;Song: My December &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my december&lt;br /&gt;this is my time of the year&lt;br /&gt;this is my december&lt;br /&gt;this is all so clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my december&lt;br /&gt;this is my snow covered home&lt;br /&gt;this is my december&lt;br /&gt;this is me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;just wish that i didnt feel&lt;br /&gt;like there was something i missed&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;take back all the things i said&lt;br /&gt;to make you feel like that&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;just wish that i didnt feel&lt;br /&gt;like there was something i missed&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;take back all the things i said to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i give it all away&lt;br /&gt;just to have somewhere to go to&lt;br /&gt;give it all away&lt;br /&gt;to have someone to come home to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my december&lt;br /&gt;these are my snow covered dreams&lt;br /&gt;this is me pretending&lt;br /&gt;this is all i need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;just wish that i didnt feel&lt;br /&gt;like there was something i missed&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;take back all the things i said&lt;br /&gt;to make you feel like that&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;just wish that i didnt feel&lt;br /&gt;like there was something i missed&lt;br /&gt;and i&lt;br /&gt;take back all the things i said to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i give it all away&lt;br /&gt;just to have somewhere to go to&lt;br /&gt;give it all away&lt;br /&gt;to have someone to come home to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my december&lt;br /&gt;this is my time of the year&lt;br /&gt;this is my december&lt;br /&gt;this is all so clear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i give it all away&lt;br /&gt;just to have somewhere to go to&lt;br /&gt;give it all away&lt;br /&gt;to have someone to come home to</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-16T18:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-16T23:21:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Artist: Lostprophets&lt;br /&gt;Song: Last Train Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One! Two! Three!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To every broken heart in here&lt;br /&gt;Love was once a part, but now it's disappeared&lt;br /&gt;She told me that it's all a part of the choices that your making&lt;br /&gt;Even when you think you're right&lt;br /&gt;You have to give to take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's still tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Forget the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;And I can be on the last train home&lt;br /&gt;Watch it pass the day&lt;br /&gt;As it fades away&lt;br /&gt;No more time to care&lt;br /&gt;No more time, today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we sing&lt;br /&gt;If we're going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we sing&lt;br /&gt;If it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;And we sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing without a reason&lt;br /&gt;To ever fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if you're listening&lt;br /&gt;Picking up on the signals&lt;br /&gt;Sent back from within&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like I don't really know whats going on&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again it seems like everything is wrong in here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there's still tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Forget the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;And I can be on the last train home&lt;br /&gt;Watch it pass the day&lt;br /&gt;As it fades away&lt;br /&gt;No more time to care&lt;br /&gt;No more time, today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we sing&lt;br /&gt;If we're going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we sing&lt;br /&gt;If it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;And we sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing without a reason&lt;br /&gt;To ever fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we sing if we're going nowhere&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we sing if it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;And we sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing without a reason to ever fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we sing&lt;br /&gt;If we're going no where&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we sing&lt;br /&gt;If it's not enough&lt;br /&gt;And we sing&lt;br /&gt;Sing with out a reason to never fall in love&lt;br /&gt;To never fall in love again</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-14T00:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T05:59:45Z</published>
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    <content type="html">The perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my head, but my head is unraveling&lt;br /&gt;Can’t keep control, can’t keep track of where it’s traveling&lt;br /&gt;I got my heart but my heart is no good&lt;br /&gt;And you’re the only one that’s understood&lt;br /&gt;I come along but I don’t know where you’re taking me&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn’t go but you’re reaching back and shaking me&lt;br /&gt;Turn off the sun, pull the stars from the sky&lt;br /&gt;The more I give to you, the more I die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me hard, when I’m all soft inside&lt;br /&gt;I see the truth, when I’m all stupid eyed&lt;br /&gt;The arrow goes straight through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Without you everything just falls apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blood wants to say hello to you&lt;br /&gt;My feelings want to get inside of you&lt;br /&gt;My soul is so afraid to realize&lt;br /&gt;Every little word is a lack of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;And I want you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;(whispering)&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the perfect drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;You are the perfect drug, the drug, the perfect drug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me, with you&lt;br /&gt;Take me, with you&lt;br /&gt;Take me, with you&lt;br /&gt;(continues in backround)&lt;br /&gt;Without you, without you everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Without you, it’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;Without you, without you everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Without you, it’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;It’s not as much fun to pick up the pieces&lt;br /&gt;Without you, without you everything falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Without you, it’s not as much fun to pick up the piec</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-13T20:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T01:10:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T01:10:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table cellspacing="2" style="background: #000000;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th style="width: 200px; background: #000000; color: #ffffff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Disorder&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th style="width: 120px; background: #000000; color: #ffffff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your Score&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/major_depression.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Major Depression&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;Slight&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/dysthymia.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Dysthymia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;Very Slight&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/bipolar.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Bipolar Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/cyclothymia.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Cyclothymia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;Very High&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/sad.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;Very Slight&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/postpartum.html" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Postpartum Depression&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; background: #eeeebb; padding: 3px; color: #000000;"&gt;N/A&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="text-align: center; background: #ccddaa; padding: 3px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.depressedtest.com/" style="color: #000000;"&gt;Take the Depression Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>To Victory!</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T04:26:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T04:26:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;form action="http://quizzes.blogquiz.net/fun-quizzes/LiveJournal-Memes/My-bid-for-world-domination-livejournal-meme-quiz_aWQ9OTEy.html" method="post" name="quiz912"&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizzes.blogquiz.net/fun-quizzes/LiveJournal-Memes/My-bid-for-world-domination-livejournal-meme-quiz_aWQ9OTEy.html" style="color: #FFFFFF; text-decoration: none;"&gt;My bid for world domination&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;LiveJournal Username&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;input type="textbox" name="ljusername" value="Reaper281" size="20" maxlength="64"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Why you did it&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:0"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Your mother never understood you&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Your homeland was eaten by gerbills&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;To meet your father's unreasonable expectations&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3" selected="selected"&gt;To win your loves heart&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="4"&gt;Why not?&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your lair&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:1"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Basic classic castle&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Hidden underground complex&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Undersea dome&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Den of inquity&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="4" selected="selected"&gt;Mountaintop hideout&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your hideous secret weapon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:2"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Orbital mind control lasers&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Giant tumble dryer&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2" selected="selected"&gt;Army of mind zombies&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;The entire Abba collection&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="4"&gt;Killer robots&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your favourite colour&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;input type="textbox" name="input:3" value="Black" size="20" maxlength="64"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC" height="5"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Beautiful and exotic but deadly eastern lieutenant&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;lynorran&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Henchperson who constantly plays with knifes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;bishopshangrila&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your perverted scientific genius&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;lynorran&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;You cordon bleu chef&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;domperez&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Lieutenant with serious moral qualms&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;nigthshadewolf&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Number of countries subverted&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;94&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366" height="5"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Fill in your answers and click here!" style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #FFFFFF;" align="center"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.blogquiz.net/" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Fun Quiz&lt;/a&gt; created by &lt;a href="http://www.blogquiz.net/users/Hairymonster" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Andrew&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;BlogQuiz.Net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://70.84.102.91/x/blogquiz.net-blog/11" border="0" width="1" height="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailyhoroscopes.biz/capricorn/today/"&gt;Capricorn Horoscope&lt;/a&gt; at DailyHoroscopes.Biz&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-11T23:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T04:21:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T04:21:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;form action="http://quizzes.blogquiz.net/fun-quizzes/LiveJournal-Memes/Your-LiveJournal-Pirate-Crew-livejournal-meme-quiz_aWQ9MTg4OA.html" method="post" name="quiz1888"&gt;&lt;table border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizzes.blogquiz.net/fun-quizzes/LiveJournal-Memes/Your-LiveJournal-Pirate-Crew-livejournal-meme-quiz_aWQ9MTg4OA.html" style="color: #FFFFFF; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Your LiveJournal Pirate Crew&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;LiveJournal Username&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;input type="textbox" name="ljusername" value="Reaper281" size="20" maxlength="64"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Fifteen men on a dead man's chest!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:0"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Ew... How unsanitary.&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2" selected="selected"&gt;*dances a jig on a dead man's chest*&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Cutlass or pistol?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:1"&gt;&lt;option value="0" selected="selected"&gt;Cutlass&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Pistol&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Torpedo&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Heat vision&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;What is the name of your pirate ship?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;input type="textbox" name="input:2" value="The Grim Reaper" size="20" maxlength="64"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Where is your secret pirate base?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:3"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Jolly Pirate Island&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Treasure Island&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Pleasure Island&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Island of Doom&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="4"&gt;Gilligan's Island&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="5" selected="selected"&gt;Windfall Island&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;What kind of loot do you prefer?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:4"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Pieces of eight!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Bling!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Babes!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3" selected="selected"&gt;Booze!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="4"&gt;Crowns and scepters!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="5"&gt;Target giftcards!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;What do you and your crew prefer to be called?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:5"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Freebooters!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Swashbucklers!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Corsairs!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Seadogs!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="4"&gt;Desperados!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="5" selected="selected"&gt;Pirates, of course!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Parrot or monkey?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:6"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Parrot&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Monkey&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Unicorn&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3"&gt;Kitten&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="4" selected="selected"&gt;T-Rex&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Argh!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;select name="input:7"&gt;&lt;option value="0"&gt;Ahoy, matey!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="1"&gt;Avast!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="2"&gt;Shiver me timbers!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="3" selected="selected"&gt;I'll see you to Davy Jones!&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="4"&gt;Argh! Ack! Gah! *thud*&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#6699CC" height="5"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your capable first mate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;starlitrunaway&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Your bumbling cabin boy with a heart of gold&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;starlitrunaway&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;The aloof, yet honorable, pirate with a mysterious past&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;lynorran&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Is always the first one into the fray&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;starlitrunaway&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Is the naval officer who ruthlessly pursues your ship&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;lady_silverwind&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Is the comical pirate who is always drunk on grog&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;lady_silverwind&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Is currently in Davy Jones's locker&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;lauraelizabeth2&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#336699"&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="middle" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;The amount of money you make as a pirate&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #FFFFFF; font-weight:bold;" align="left" valign="middle"&gt;$180,223&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366" height="5"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Fill in your answers and click here!" style="font-size: 9pt;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor="#003366"&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" valign="middle"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #FFFFFF;" align="center"&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.blogquiz.net/" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Fun Quiz&lt;/a&gt; created by &lt;a href="http://www.blogquiz.net/users/Dracobolt" style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Lynn&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;strong&gt;BlogQuiz.Net&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img src="http://70.84.102.91/x/blogquiz.net-blog/18" border="0" width="1" height="1"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://newsdump.info/news/australia"&gt;Australian News&lt;/a&gt; at NewsDump&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Laura...</content>
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    <title>Your Song</title>
    <published>2006-04-11T20:48:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-11T20:48:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's a little bit funny this feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;Im not one of those who can easily hide&lt;br /&gt;Don't have much money but boy if I did&lt;br /&gt;I'd buy a big house where we both could live&lt;br /&gt;If I was a sculpter, but then again, no,&lt;br /&gt;Or a man who makes potions in a travelling shore&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not much but it's the best I can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gift is my song... and this one's for you&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell everybody that this is your song&lt;br /&gt;It may be quite simple, but now that it's done&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;That I put down in words...&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is, now you're in the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the roof and kicked off the moss&lt;br /&gt;Well some of these verses, well they,&lt;br /&gt;they've got me quite cross&lt;br /&gt;But the sun's been kind while I wrote this song&lt;br /&gt;It's for people like you that keep it turned on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excuse me forgetting, but these things I do&lt;br /&gt;You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the thing is, what I really mean&lt;br /&gt;Yours are the sweetest eyes, I've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you can tell everybody that this is your song&lt;br /&gt;It may be quite simple but now that it's done&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;That I put down in words&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is, now you're in the world&lt;br /&gt;I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind&lt;br /&gt;That I put down in words&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful life is, now you're in the world</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-06T09:40:00</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="0" style="border: 1px solid black; background: url(http://img.quizgalaxy.com/pill-effect-bg.jpg); background-repeat: no-repeat;" width="400" height="515"&gt;
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&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James Pills:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will cause you to get a song stuck in your head for over a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="75"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-04T02:21:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-04T07:30:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-04T07:30:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think ive finally decided what I want to do for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it. I thought about it alot. About all he pain. About the good times. Laura and I were great...but thats over now. I think we moved way to fast...like, skipped friendship, and were talking about marrage in almost no time flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I want to be single for now. I think I want to just have fun. I'm 20, not as bad looking as I would have everyone belive, and this is the prime of my life. I sit here and want to be tied down to one thing when I am at my best. So...Ill be single for now. Ill go and have fun. Date around. Not really get serious with anyone. I want that with Laura...but its gone now. So...I think I'll just have fun. Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for her...were friends. I called her after work and talked to her, she sounded surprised to hear me. I think I was more surprised that she awnsered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Were friends. She is....well, I dont know the future. Lets just say, that I have a strong, strong feeling that her and a certin taco will hook up. and I wish her the best for it. He and her...would make an awsome combo. She deserves somthing good that makes her happy. And I think that he would make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara comes down tommarow..well, today, if ya wanna get technical. Round 4 ish, my time. Were gonna go eat at Steak and Shake, crouse decatur some. Come back and play KH2. she insists that I can do nothing else. I told her I was gonna buy it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its gonna make Laura mad, the thought that I am hanging out with her or two days stright. But...shes got to learn I am my own person. I have friends, some she dosnt like. Im not seeing Tara to hurt her, Im seeing her to get back towards normal. Hanging out with Josh and Amber made me realize that I am just...mopeing. Waiting on what will never come. I need to get out there, have fun, see people and be myself. Be normal old me...which aint that normal, but meh....moot point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you Laura...your my friend. you have a speical place in my heart. But I am threw waiting around for nothing to happen. Have fun, be happy, and go be yourself. Its the best advice I can give you.</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-04-03T00:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-03T05:54:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-03T05:54:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Numb"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable so lost&lt;br /&gt;I can't find my way&lt;br /&gt;Been searching, but I have never seen&lt;br /&gt;A turning, a turning from deceit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos the child roses like&lt;br /&gt;Try to reveal what I could feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't understand myself anymore&lt;br /&gt;But I m still feeling lonely&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so unholy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos the child roses like&lt;br /&gt;Try to reveal what I could feel&lt;br /&gt;But this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;It just won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fooling somebody&lt;br /&gt;A faithless path to roam&lt;br /&gt;Deceiving to breath this secretly&lt;br /&gt;This silence, a silence I can't bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos the child roses like&lt;br /&gt;Try to reveal what I could feel&lt;br /&gt;And this loneliness&lt;br /&gt;It just won't leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;And this loneliness,&lt;br /&gt;It just won't leave me alone, ohh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady of war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady of war</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-03-31T21:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-01T03:51:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-01T03:51:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just got home from Josh and Ambers. Fun fun time. Half way threw the night I decided not to get drunk. I dunno why. I smoke now...cigars, exclusivly. Swisher Sweets, my new sin. Taste great, and they make me feel...mellow. Like I can handle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat out side and looked at the moon from their house. Realized how depressed I really was. I dressed in all black without realizing I did it thinkng I would see Laura. I got a D-day at work today....attendance. Bull shit reasons. My health comes first. But whatever...thier loss, not mine. I got paied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I need to come up with some bullshit reasons why I want that job...cant think of many. The rare occasions I got to work with Josh or Matt, or Thomas. Seeing Laura is just pain now...I was glad when I got to go home. Hopfully she dosnt work tommarow...or I will be so busy I dont see her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like...she died. Or I did. I cant explane it. I was really happy with her...I had reasons to like my body, like myself. Now thier just...gone. Tara and I have been talking alot over the phone. Shes helped alot. I remembered what I saw in her as a friend. Her endless rants about nothing at all...she talked for 15 minutes about Kingdom Hearts 2. Hearing a friendly voice helped alot. Josh and Amber helped alot. Maybe I'll live after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That song I just posted was to her. Shes allways there, in the corner of my mind. Wondering what shes doing, where she is at. Who she is with. Wondering if I really want to know. I took up smoking because I just...wanted to trash myself. Give myself somthing new to deal with. I only smoke like, one or two a day. Im going to slow it to one a day. Too expensive, and they kinda make me sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends at work, Thomas and Josh are tring to stop me. I guess they dont get that I dont have a reason to. I dont know. Maybe Im just depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still need proof that I loved you Laura? Well.....it dosnt matter any more. Go get you someone that you belive, but they wont love you as much as I did. But that dosnt matter any more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, see ya.</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-03-31T21:42:00</title>
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    <content type="html">A hundred days have made me older&lt;br /&gt;Since the last time that I saw your pretty face&lt;br /&gt;A thousand lies have made me colder&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think I can look at this the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the miles that separate&lt;br /&gt;Disappear now when I'm dreamin' of your face&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight, there's only you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The miles just keep rollin'&lt;br /&gt;As the people leave their way to say hello&lt;br /&gt;I've heard this life is overrated&lt;br /&gt;But I hope that it gets better as we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl, there's only you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything I know, and anywhere I go&lt;br /&gt;It gets hard but it won't take away my love&lt;br /&gt;And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done.&lt;br /&gt;It gets hard but it won't take away my love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still on my lonely mind&lt;br /&gt;I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here without you baby&lt;br /&gt;But you're still with me in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;And tonight girl, there's only you and me</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-03-29T19:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T01:51:19Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T03:37:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Im giving up. I found out the truth. It....still hurts. I didnt think it would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura...I really love you. You dont have to belive me. But I do. With everything. I cant prove it to you. I dont know how. So...Goodbye. I wont bother you again. I understand that you will hurt at first...but give it time and it will heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give up. Im not meant to have anyone. Every time I do, then it just goes south...no one ever belives me. So...I give up. No more girls. No more sex. No more love. I dont care any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I never see her parents, or duffy. Because I have a peice of my mind I want to give them. Hopefully, I wont see them. Their just scared idiots, jelous idiots anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh....I need to get drunk. Fast. I dont know if you will see this...but were making a trip to windmill, next chance. tell your wife to call me so I can get her premission, if its needed. But I gotta...i gotta forget everything. I dont even want to remember my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura...I never lies. I never, ever thought about it. It was love for me....and you dont have to belive me. Thisngs will get better for you. You will see the group of guys wanting to love you. Dont urn them all down because of me. Go out, live a little. have fun. I love you.</content>
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    <title>reaper281 @ 2006-03-28T22:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-29T04:56:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Well, guessI screwed things up real well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura came over. Things went swimingly. for an hour and a half we talked. ended us being together. We even made love. I was in heaven. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She calls me three hours later, saying its not gonna work. saying she still loves me, but that she made a mistake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? If your going to crush a persons heart, do it clean and right!!! Dont fucking keep on with the I love your's and shit. Just do it, tell them you hate them, and move the fuck on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont care if she wants to be friends. I tried, so very hard. I cant be friends with someone that just dumped me for another guy, and then wont admit it. Jeez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I hate her? No, I just hate this. So its off. I dont talk to her, she dont talk to me. Were not dating or friends. I hope she has fun with Duffy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gods....I think Ill just swear off women and become a hermit. its looking better all the time.</content>
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