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  <updated>2008-06-25T12:16:53Z</updated>
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    <title>p.s.</title>
    <published>2008-06-25T12:16:53Z</published>
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    <content type="html">my betsey bag pretty much broke yesterday&lt;br /&gt;the strap is hanging on by threads&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     R.I.P</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blairskiii:4450</id>
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    <title>blairskiii @ 2007-11-12T00:01:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-12T06:11:24Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-12T06:11:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today i had a male customer (about mid 20's) talking to me about my ears and told me he didnt think i could attract any guy with those "things in my ears"&lt;br /&gt;wtf. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week i saw tegan and sara with afton. it was kinda awkward because there were about a handful of straight peeps.&lt;br /&gt;my hair is getting longer and i just put a few chunks of blonde in hoping i could color it purple but i think my hair is either too fried or i didnt do it right. i hope i just didnt do it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work offered me a super visor position yesterday and i told them i would think about it...i just dont think i would have time for it with school and the way they treated my last manager it makes me not want to...i dont know. we'll see.</content>
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    <title>did that really just happen?</title>
    <published>2007-10-23T05:53:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-23T05:53:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my boyfriend just threw a fit because i put too much butter on his grilled cheese.&lt;br /&gt;threw a spatula and slammed things and everything.&lt;br /&gt;amazing.</content>
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    <title>blairskiii @ 2007-07-28T23:22:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-29T04:24:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">this past week made up for last week. good times. this week is gonna be good too. weeeeeeeee</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:blairskiii:3377</id>
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    <title>blairskiii @ 2007-07-17T00:12:00</title>
    <published>2007-07-16T05:42:12Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i really like work alot. its nice making money again haha&lt;br /&gt;and im finally learning to budget my money. amazing.&lt;br /&gt;im really ready to get tatooooooooooooooooooos&lt;br /&gt;im getting closer and closer to having enough money. i just need to find the right tattooist&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to stretch my ears last week and i wraped them with electrical tape and my ears got all infected :/&lt;br /&gt;whats the deal? bleh&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to corpus real bad. i miss my stevie and lizzie :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and natalie went to spiderhouse the other night and it was really fun. she had never been there before and i hadnt beent there since spring break.&lt;br /&gt;she liked it and i missed it alot so we decided to make it a weekly cousin bonding thing.&lt;br /&gt;woo woo! i cant get enough coffee now!!! oh no!</content>
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    <title>negative nancy</title>
    <published>2007-06-05T21:47:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">yesterday i had a job interview at borders books to work in the coffee shop.&lt;br /&gt;that would be fun i guess&lt;br /&gt;they said they would give me at least 30 hours a week and you get tips. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason i just cant seem to be really happy about anything. im always complaining (so im told) and it seems like i get in an argument with someone everyday. pfft&lt;br /&gt;tyler got mad at me today because i didnt want to go to san antonio to a show. we were supposed to go to the art museum and go to the bridge and watch the sunset and the bats fly out. but i guess first things first. a show. its not that i dislike going to shows, but i dont know anyone there, and i hate when tyler wants me to become friends with all of his friends. im more like "tylers girlfriend" rather than "blair". just annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want the job at borders. im becoming broke.</content>
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