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  <title>On the way home this car hears my confessions</title>
  <subtitle>I think tonight I'll take the long way</subtitle>
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    <name>Generic Humanoid Carbon Unit</name>
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  <updated>2008-12-21T00:35:30Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:132633</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-12-20T19:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-21T00:35:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-21T00:35:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Miles Davis &amp; The Cool-The Gaslight Anthem</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Did you ever just have a lot to say but no one to say it all to? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having one those moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to say but no one to say it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:132433</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-12-10T00:11:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-10T05:13:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-10T05:13:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Saw-Matt Nathanson</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope is one of the worst things a person can have.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:132274</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-12-06T09:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-06T14:41:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-06T14:42:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Satellite-Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Has anyone else ever noticed that whenever you decide to give up on something the universe comes along with a big pile of hope and says, &amp;quot;have some it tastes great.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe has done that to me this week and you know what, hope tastes delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;quot;Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.&amp;quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Andy Dufresne, &amp;quot;The Shawshank Redemption&amp;quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:131939</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-12-01T20:07:00</title>
    <published>2008-12-02T01:11:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-02T01:11:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>I Wish I Felt Nothing-The Wallflowers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;White Flag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before&lt;br /&gt;Now I'll say it again&lt;br /&gt;I surrender&lt;br /&gt;It was an uphill struggle&lt;br /&gt;With little chance of victory&lt;br /&gt;So I'll raise my white flag&lt;br /&gt;Before I'm in too deep&lt;br /&gt;While I can still walk away&lt;br /&gt;So maybe I live&lt;br /&gt;To fight another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: smaller;"&gt;Resignation is a beautifully cruel thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:131825</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-11-24T19:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-11-25T00:28:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-25T00:28:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>She Says-Howie Day</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I can't believe it's been almost six months since I posted anything here, though I doubt anyone missed me. The saddest part is that I have nothing new to report. New poem though and I'll assume you can all figure out what it means. Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;I've gone and done it again&lt;br /&gt;Fallen hard for something&lt;br /&gt;That I can never have&lt;br /&gt;And will never happen&lt;br /&gt;Everyone around said no&lt;br /&gt;Everything inside said stop&lt;br /&gt;But I didn't listen&lt;br /&gt;I never do&lt;br /&gt;It just keeps happening&lt;br /&gt;And it always turns out the same&lt;br /&gt;A few brief moments&lt;br /&gt;Of something resembling joy&lt;br /&gt;Followed by a vicious cycle&lt;br /&gt;Of my three old friends&lt;br /&gt;Cigarettes, whiskey and sad songs&lt;br /&gt;Just once I'll listen to everyone&lt;br /&gt;For that matter, listen to myself&lt;br /&gt;But for now I'll do this all once more&lt;br /&gt;Trade in my logic for blind optimism&lt;br /&gt;And play my old, familiar role&lt;br /&gt;As the hopeful fool&lt;br /&gt;Destined to end up&lt;br /&gt;With a broken heart.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-05-07T13:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T17:41:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T17:41:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Again I Go Unnoticed-Dashboard Confessional</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Ghost&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tonight I learned, in painful detail&lt;br /&gt; What it feels like to be a ghost&lt;br /&gt; It only took a second, maybe even less&lt;br /&gt; Like a star eclipsed by a moon&lt;br /&gt; I was there&lt;br /&gt; And then I was gone&lt;br /&gt; And there wasn't a thing I could do about it&lt;br /&gt; Nothing I could have done&lt;br /&gt; Nothing I could have said&lt;br /&gt; Would have made you see me&lt;br /&gt; So I'll just shake my head&lt;br /&gt; Lie and say it's for the best&lt;br /&gt; As I fade into the background&lt;br /&gt; Nonexistent, just another ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes with last night's post. One day I want to be the brightest star. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:129022</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-04-12T19:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-12T23:54:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-12T23:54:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was such a gorgeous day and where was I? I was inside sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking hate being sick. And this week of all weeks. I have so much work to do but I can only stop coughing for more than five minutes if I'm doped off my ass on codeine cough syrup (which tastes like crap by the way). Fuck.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:127611</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-02-24T20:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T01:28:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-25T01:28:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">God I love having writer's block. It's so much fucking fun.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:126822</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-02-10T19:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-11T00:44:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-11T00:44:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love when things go to hell in a bucket. It's just so much fucking fun.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:126717</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-02-03T22:33:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-04T03:39:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-04T03:40:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't care what anyone says, Eli Manning &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="7" color="#808000"&gt;IS NOT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, I repeat &lt;font color="#808000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;NOT&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, the second coming of Joe Namath. There will only ever be one Joe Namath, and he played for my beloved New York Jets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing, Super Bowl III is the greatest Super Bowl ever played. The Jets beating the Colts will always have more significance to NFL history than the Giants getting &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;lucky&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and beating the Patriots.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:126247</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-01-29T19:42:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-30T01:01:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-30T01:01:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Some Devil-Dave Matthews</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So yeah it's been almost a month since I posted last, why not do an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School started, woo-fucking-hoo. I've had two different professors tell the class that it's ok if we don't well because after all it's only community college. That really pisses me off, not sure why but it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 25 and almost no one noticed. Thanks to those few who did for well wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really fucking tired of hearing about the Giants. I get it they're playing in the super bowl. Next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to write at all lately, which sucks pretty hard. Though I'm sure all the Valentine's Day shit that's about to start will change that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really disconnected lately, I can be sitting in a room full of people and still I feel like I don't belong there but I won't get all existential. I will say that I miss people and feel like a bad friend because I don't call or email. &lt;font size="1"&gt;(Though it would be nice if someone could call me once in a while. Would it kill them?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;And that's about it, nothing else new to report. Peace all.</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-01-17T09:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-17T14:21:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-17T14:21:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Miami-Taking Back Sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, like it does every year, January 17th has come. Happy fucking birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Did anyone remember?&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone even care?&lt;br /&gt;I believe the answer is no.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2008-01-01T00:10:00</title>
    <published>2008-01-01T05:12:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-01T05:12:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Only Moment We Were Alone-Explosions in the Sky</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Happy Fucking New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to a whole 'nother year to fuck up.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:125423</id>
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    <title>Another Year Gone...</title>
    <published>2007-12-31T15:54:46Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-31T15:54:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>A Long December-Counting Crows</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I'm going to guess that most of you haven't noticed that I haven't posted here in almost two months. I just haven't had much to say and well nothing has really happened to me lately. But anyway I think it might be time for a year in review type of thing, and why not everyone else seems to be doing them. What can I say about this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did anything good happen? Surprisingly, yeah some good things did happen, not many, but some. I managed to get rid of one of my biggest vices, World of Warcraft. I managed to quit smoking for two whole weeks, so I know I can do it. I think I finally might have found my niche in journalism, sucks that I'm back in college but it's better than staring at a computer screen while locked in a cubicle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's the bad stuff. I'm not going to talk about most of the bad stuff, why bother. I know what was bad this year. Heartbreak, emoness, scars, tears, I know what they all were. It's just not worth dragging it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's it for me. Here's hoping to 2008 is better than 2007. May we all find happiness, may we all find love, may we all find a little bit of peace. So Happy New Year, good luck, amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after two a.m.&lt;br /&gt;And talked a little while about the year&lt;br /&gt;I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,&lt;br /&gt;Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And its been a long December, and there's reason to believe&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this year will be better than the last&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself&lt;br /&gt;To hold on to these moments as they pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's one more day up in the canyon&lt;br /&gt;And it's one more night in Hollywood&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since I've seen the ocean..I guess I should.&lt;br /&gt;-A Long December-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;Counting Crows&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-12-25T00:26:00</title>
    <published>2007-12-25T05:27:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T05:27:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="7"&gt;&lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Merry&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;Fucking&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#00ff00"&gt;Christmas.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:124069</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-10-31T19:16:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-31T23:18:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-31T23:18:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Halloween-DMB</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5" color="#ff0000"&gt;New Rule: If you are over 20, you don't get candy. I don't care if you are dressed up.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:122771</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-10-10T12:27:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-10T16:29:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-10T16:29:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>American Land-Bruce Springsteen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="5" color="#ff0000"&gt;I went to see Bruce Springsteen last night.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="6" color="#ff0000"&gt;IT FUCKING ROCKED.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:sam3_old_story:122242</id>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-10-01T14:44:00</title>
    <published>2007-10-01T18:49:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T18:49:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sure Thing Falling-Yellowcard</lj:music>
    <content type="html">A new poem for October is behind the cut. Enjoy or don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="October..."&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;October&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will never cease to amaze me&lt;br /&gt;How much a cool night&lt;br /&gt;Especially in mid-October&lt;br /&gt;Can bring out all the things&lt;br /&gt;You managed to suppress&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the year&lt;br /&gt;Sure, you paid them some thought&lt;br /&gt;In the fading summer days of August&lt;br /&gt;And they started to weigh a bit more&lt;br /&gt;As you walked through September's transitions&lt;br /&gt;But for some reason&lt;br /&gt;They all start to hurt&lt;br /&gt;When the sun sets early&lt;br /&gt;And the leaves are falling&lt;br /&gt;On chilly October nights&lt;br /&gt;You can't put your finger&lt;br /&gt;On exactly what it is&lt;br /&gt;It could be anything&lt;br /&gt;A lack of purpose in your life&lt;br /&gt;Or the missing touch of a lover&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe something else entirely&lt;br /&gt;But you feel it&lt;br /&gt;And it burns you&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere deep inside&lt;br /&gt;You'll try to fight it&lt;br /&gt;You'll smoke your cigarettes&lt;br /&gt;Because they help calm your nerves&lt;br /&gt;And you'll drink your third glass of scotch&lt;br /&gt;Because no one is there&lt;br /&gt;To tell you not to&lt;br /&gt;But anything you do&lt;br /&gt;Is just a vain attempt&lt;br /&gt;To numb senses for a while&lt;br /&gt;At least long enough for you to feel&lt;br /&gt;Almost alive again&lt;br /&gt;But none of what you do&lt;br /&gt;Will matter at all&lt;br /&gt;What's missing will still be missing&lt;br /&gt;When the numbness wears off&lt;br /&gt;And you'll still be standing&lt;br /&gt;Right where you are&lt;br /&gt;Alone and listless&lt;br /&gt;As the chill of Autumn&lt;br /&gt;Passes into the bleak gray&lt;br /&gt;Of Winter's cold grasp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I hate October.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-09-30T17:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-30T21:11:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-01T18:25:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The Mets just completed the biggest collapse in baseball history.&lt;br /&gt;The Jets are 1 and 3&lt;br /&gt;And Notre Dame is 0 and 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep.</content>
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    <title>Talk Like a Pirate Day...</title>
    <published>2007-09-19T15:32:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-19T15:32:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fire Down Below-Nick Cave</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;Avast me hearties!&amp;nbsp; It be Talk Like a Pirate Day! What arrrr you doin to mark the occasion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.talklikeapirate.com/piratehome.html"&gt;Talk Like a Pirate Day&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/sam3_old_story/pic/00005s69/"&gt;&lt;img width="240" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/sam3_old_story/pic/00005s69/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;Jack Sparrow Approves.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-09-18T14:51:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-18T18:54:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-18T18:54:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Do you ever get the feeling that you might be happier if you were stupid? I only ask because I went to school today and all around me were literally hundreds and hundreds of dumbasses. And I really thought maybe I'd be happier if I were completely ignorant and stupid. Don't get me wrong I'd probably still be miserable, but I'd be too dumb to care.</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-09-13T15:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-09-13T19:24:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-13T19:25:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>(May You One Day) Carry Me Home-The Forecast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The cuteness will overwhelm you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymail.co.uk/pages/live/articles/news/worldnews.html?in_article_id=481601&amp;amp;in_page_id=1811"&gt;Who says we can't get along?&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-08-27T18:46:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-27T22:55:56Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-27T22:55:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Darkness on the Edge of Town-Bruce Springsteen</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Random things irritating me right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey There Delilah by Plain White T's-Nice song, simple, solid piece of pop music. However if I hear it one more time I'm going to murder someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YouTube-It's the downfall of western civilization. Just because you can put a ten minute video of yourself playing with your ears on the internet, doesn't mean you should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a cavity I could park a truck in, but I can't go to the dentist cuz I have no insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price of beer is going up thanks to the price of gasoline. And also a new tax from the state. You're already taxing me to death on cigarettes, now you're doing it to booze. Why can't I just have one cheap, bad habit? Stop trying to save me form myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite pen ran out of ink, and they don't make that brand anymore. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writer's block.I keep writing but it's all just crap and bullshit. Double fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for now. One more fuck for good measure, &lt;font size="7" color="#ff0000"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fuck&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;.</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-08-20T18:47:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-20T23:05:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-20T23:05:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Meme thing..."&gt;1) What's Your First Name?&lt;br /&gt;Frank &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) List Your Nicknames?:&lt;br /&gt;No called me by a nickname in a long time, though friends used to call me Bones, and teachers in high school used to call me the Doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Every Group Of Friends Has A Hot Spot In A Parking Lot Where Is Yours?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Very Late Night Munchies 24hr White Castle Or 24hr Taco bell?:&lt;br /&gt;Neither, I'll find a diner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's Your Favorite Diner In Jersey?:&lt;br /&gt;Tick Tock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Your Favorite Food From That Diner?:&lt;br /&gt;Disco Fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Ever seen FDR?&lt;br /&gt;huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts/Baskin Robins?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing like Dunkin Donuts after you've been drinking all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Best Mall To Go To in Jersey?&lt;br /&gt;I hate malls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Best Beach in jersey?&lt;br /&gt;Beach Haven, though Cape May is really nice too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) The Most Tasty Slice Of Pizza You Ever Tasted Is From?&lt;br /&gt;The best pizza comes from Brooklyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) You Hear The Town Woodbridge What Is The First Thing(s) You think of?&lt;br /&gt;I've driven through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) You Hear The Town Sea Bright What Is The First Thing(s) You think of?&lt;br /&gt;I've driven past it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) You Hear The Town Long Branch What Is The First Thing(s) You Think Of?&lt;br /&gt;See answer to #13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) You Hear The Town Old Bridge What Is The First Thing(s) You Think Of?&lt;br /&gt;See answer to #12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Six Flags or Beach?:&lt;br /&gt;Depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Have You Ever Been Up Close To A Lighthouse?:&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) What's Your Favorite Bruce Springsteen Song?&lt;br /&gt;I can't pick one so here's my top 5:&lt;br /&gt;Backstreets&lt;br /&gt;I'm on Fire&lt;br /&gt;Streets of Fire&lt;br /&gt;Darkness on the Edge of Town&lt;br /&gt;Growing Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) How Many 711's Are In Your Town?:&lt;br /&gt;None, which both shocks and depresses me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Have You Ever Rode From Newton To Cape May?&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Garden State Parkway or Back Roads?:&lt;br /&gt;When gas was cheap back roads, now the parkway is fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) GSP or Turnpike?:&lt;br /&gt;GSP, The Turnpike is hell on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Up North Or Going South?:&lt;br /&gt;North.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Ever Go To The City For No Reason?:&lt;br /&gt;All the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Sea Side &amp;amp; Ocean or Back Yard &amp;amp; Pool?&lt;br /&gt;Ocean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Have You Ever Seen Clinton Road?&lt;br /&gt;Which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) Best Romantic Spot in Jersey?&lt;br /&gt;There are places in Sussex county, away from all the noise and lights, that on a clear night you can see literally thousands of stars. Which is pretty damn romantic if you ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Do You See Your Self Living And Starting A Family In Jersey?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think my attitude would fly too many other places so yeah I could definitely see myself living here. Starting a family, well that's a completely different story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.)First thing(s) to come to mind when you hear Newark?&lt;br /&gt;The Airport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.)First thing (s) to come to mind when you hear Irvington?&lt;br /&gt;Crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.)First thing (s) to come to mind when you hear Belmar?&lt;br /&gt;Bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.)First thing(s) to come to mind when you hear Atlantic City?&lt;br /&gt;The fortune I've lost at Caesar's Palace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.) Max speed you have driven on the Pulaski Skyway?&lt;br /&gt;Never been on that particular stretch of highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll probably only understand this if you're from Jersey.</content>
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    <title>sam3_old_story @ 2007-08-17T23:24:00</title>
    <published>2007-08-18T03:28:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-18T03:28:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>New American Classic-Taking Back Sunday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Depressed.&lt;br /&gt;Lonely.&lt;br /&gt;Running out of booze.&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 cigarettes left.&lt;br /&gt;Yep having a great night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When all that we need is just a reaction,&lt;br /&gt;It's too much to ask for when there's no attraction anymore.&lt;br /&gt;If chasing our dreams is just a distraction,&lt;br /&gt;I'll want to remember when I know that I can't go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So just ask the question, come untie the knot.&lt;br /&gt;Say you won't care.&lt;br /&gt;Retrace the steps as if we forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Say you won't care.&lt;br /&gt;Try to avoid it, (Try to aviod it.)&lt;br /&gt;But there's not a doubt. &lt;br /&gt;And there's one thing I can do nothing... &lt;br /&gt;There's one thing I can do nothing... &lt;br /&gt;There's one thing I can do nothing about. &lt;br /&gt;-New American Classic-&lt;/i&gt;Taking Back Sunday&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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