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  <title>Bearer of the Flag From the Beginning</title>
  <subtitle>who would have believed this riot grrrl's a cynic?</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Shannon</name>
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  <updated>2008-06-20T19:02:43Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:119078</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-05-21T20:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-22T00:48:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-22T00:48:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">NEW LJ??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_wanderingkind' lj:user='wanderingkind' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://wanderingkind.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://wanderingkind.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;wanderingkind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:118505</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-05-13T03:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-13T07:22:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-13T07:22:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the breeders</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i hate my non-existent love life.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:118021</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-05-12T02:17:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-12T06:19:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-12T06:19:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">blacksburg is amazing. I'm so glad i can still call it home. even though i chose to stay in richmond for these next two years blacksburg means the world to me and it's honestly the people. i can bitch and moan about my stupid trivial problems but i really shouldn't complain because i know all these awesome people. i couldn't live without dominique or abby or alec or josh. i love you guys!!!! &amp;lt;33333</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:117772</id>
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    <title>celibratory quiz</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T19:36:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-08T06:07:51Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my mystery disease: stress, anxiety, grief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i'm just normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="blaaaaaaaaaaah"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;What was the highl&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ight of your day?&lt;br /&gt;the weather, hanging out with jeff and maggie. finding the song "writings on the wall" by the album leaf. &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who'​s car were you in last?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;mine. &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the next time you are going&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ to kiss someo&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ne?​&lt;br /&gt;who knows, maybe monday? dunno. &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ shirt&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ are you weari&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ng?​&lt;br /&gt;dark purple&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long is your hair?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;its short &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last movie&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ you watch&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ed?​&lt;br /&gt;the water horse? &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ you ate?&lt;br /&gt;fruit leather, apricot flavored&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ you drank&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;water&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ did you sleep&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ last night&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;in mah bed&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did you say last?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;goodnight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ is your phone&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;on my bedside table&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ are your eyes?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;blue hazel &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you had your heart&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ broke&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​n?​&lt;br /&gt;march 27&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who/​what do you hate/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​disli&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ke curre&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ntly?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel any particular rage towards anyone, shocking i know. &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you liste&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ning to?&lt;br /&gt;"writings on the wall" &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ have one thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ right&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ now, what would&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ it be?&lt;br /&gt;peace of mind. &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favor&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ite flowe&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​r?​&lt;br /&gt;dogwood blossoms, queen anne's lace. &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who makes&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ you happi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​est right&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ now?&lt;br /&gt;jeff and maggie and eric &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ at midni&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ght last night&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;sleeping &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you left-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​hande&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​d?​&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​s for dinne&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​r tonig&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ht?​&lt;br /&gt;tempeh lettuce and tomato &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last alcoh&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​olic bever&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​age you had?&lt;br /&gt;margarita &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is your b-​day?​&lt;br /&gt;july 9, my friend are throwing me a furry party &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the last perso&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​n to send you a text messa&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ge?​&lt;br /&gt;read&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ was the last place&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ you went shopp&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ing?​&lt;br /&gt;target&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you feel about&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ your hair right&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ now?&lt;br /&gt;i just highlighted it, i'm pumped! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What time did you wake up this morni&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ng?​&lt;br /&gt;7:30, no joke, i was an HOUR EARLY to my exam. ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIM or MSN?&lt;br /&gt;aim.&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ does your famil&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​y live?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;bburg, france, illinois, tennessee, iowa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you an only child&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ or do you have sibli&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ngs?​&lt;br /&gt;only child&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ you consi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​der yours&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​elf to be spoil&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ed?​&lt;br /&gt;it depends&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the first&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ thing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ you thoug&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ht when you woke up?&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back to sleep &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MySpa&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ce or Faceb&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ook?​&lt;br /&gt;tough call &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have T-​Mobil&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​e?​&lt;br /&gt;Veriz&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;on.&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is/​was your favor&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ite subje&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ct in schoo&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​l?​&lt;br /&gt;women's studies anything. &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What type of boy/​girl do you usual&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​lly fall for?&lt;br /&gt;people who are genuinely good and awesome and respectful and funny &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any hidde&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​n talen&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ts?​&lt;br /&gt;we'll see &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been IN a weddi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ng?​&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any child&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ren?​&lt;br /&gt;not that i know of, but who knows how many women i've impregnated &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you take a nap today&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;i already did &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever met someo&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ne famou&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​s?​&lt;br /&gt;yes? &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to be famou&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​s one day?&lt;br /&gt;we'll see&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you multi&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​taski&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ng right&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ now?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ you handl&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​e being&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ in the milit&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ary?​&lt;br /&gt;absolutely not &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your avera&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ge cell phone&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ bill?&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​&lt;br /&gt;my parents are awesome and pay it &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you belie&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ve in karma&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;not at all &lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been to Las Vegas&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​?​&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br style="display: none;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​ tomor&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;​row?​&lt;br /&gt;studying, seeing an apt, taking an exam, partying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:117746</id>
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    <title>my soul is climbing tree trunks and swinging from every branch</title>
    <published>2008-05-07T16:56:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-07T16:58:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>laura veirs- spelunking</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if i die from this mystery disease i've acquired, these are the words i want on my grave &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"when the body finally starts to let go&lt;br /&gt;let it all go at once. not piece by piece &lt;br /&gt;but like a whole bucket of stars &lt;br /&gt;dumped into the universe." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also if i die, i want you all to know that i love you and care about you so much and want you to keep fighting for what you believe in, respect everyone, stand up for what's right and what makes you happy and please, make the hate go away. you're all amazing beautiful people and deserve the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i probably won't die, i've just been feeling like lately maybe everyone should know that's how i feel about them. wish me luck at the doctor's. i feel like i'm about to pass out.</content>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-05-06T10:00:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-06T14:01:33Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-06T14:01:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">french exam was not that hard. fuck yeah. also, i saw cute bike dude that i see all the time, you know the one i made a huge thing about last semester. what a babe!!!&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:116461</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-04-27T15:29:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T19:37:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T19:37:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dwight yoakam</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.yourwebpro.com/constructor/users/seastone/EFT/Thumbz/thumbz__Smoking.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inner turmoil, i has it. so i got into virginia tech but i seriously think i don't want to go anymore. and there i was, a regular debby downer, talkin so much smack about it like two months ago. But then i started talking with my therapist and started re-examining my shit and then tyler died and I realized that as much as richmond can suck a huge dick, so can most places, and i just have to make the most of it. Sure, it helps that i finally found friends who are awesome and i dig spending time with, and that i'm playing music and that the weather's nice, but overall i think it would be good for me to actually stick with being independent and away from blacksburg. My parents are being pretty cool about me flip flopping so much, their only condition is that if i stay in richmond over the summer i must attend summer school classes. but thankfully they work around tour! so awesome. I seirously think i've already made my decision, but my dad is freaking out and really wants me to go to virginia tech, but i can't do something just because my parents want me to, i need to live my own life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news Read is coming to visit me today, which i'm pumped about. I need to stop obsessing over YOU KNOW WHAT, because clearly there is no forum for it right now and the only thing i can do is just see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY AM I BEING SO RATIONAL RIGHT NOW? probably because i'm procrastinating from doing work. lulz.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:115993</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-04-23T12:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-23T17:00:04Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-23T17:00:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="7"&gt;i hate school.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:115007</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-04-19T10:58:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-19T15:07:15Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-20T19:02:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/HAD/2112~Cherry-Blossoms-Posters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like sleepin with a married man&lt;br /&gt;takin a step too far if you can &lt;br /&gt;even if the ends don't meet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm four cents short could you hand me a nickel &lt;br /&gt;or that cigarette left unsmoked on the table &lt;br /&gt;and it's low&lt;br /&gt;but it's love.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:114631</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-04-14T11:39:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-14T15:55:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-14T15:55:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pilgrims$ strangers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3quarksdaily.blogs.com/3quarksdaily/images/galaxies.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you sing the stars fill up my eyes&lt;br /&gt; Galaxies pour down my cheeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="panic at shannon's house"&gt;pilgrims &amp;amp; strangers went to harrisonburg to record this weekend with jeff's friend brian, he played drums for us. it sounded good, too good maybe, i don't know. now that we've recorded them they're hard to listen to. I had a panic attack trying to do homework last night, i can't concentrate on anything and my emotions are going fucking insane. I'm having all these weird new feelings about things and emotions i've never experienced before. amazing how different and sticky this situation seems in comparison to this summer. i was reading entries in my journal from this summer and it seemed to take forever not to be sad. how could i not remember that? now i'm freaking out about my school work but someone has to understand you know, i can't do this easily, i need help. &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:114347</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-04-07T12:11:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-07T16:14:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T16:14:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>roy orbison</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://worldofwonder.net/wimages/4886_12848_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candy-colored clown they call the sandman&lt;br /&gt;Tiptoes to my room every night&lt;br /&gt;Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper&lt;br /&gt;Go to sleep. everything is all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes, then I drift away&lt;br /&gt;Into the magic night. I softly say&lt;br /&gt;A silent prayer like dreamers do.&lt;br /&gt;Then I fall asleep to dream my dreams of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In dreams I walk with you. in dreams I talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;In dreams youre mine. all of the time we're together&lt;br /&gt;In dreams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just before the dawn, I awake and find you gone.&lt;br /&gt;I cant help it, I cant help it, if I cry.&lt;br /&gt;I remember that you said goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Its too bad that all these things, &lt;br /&gt;can only happen in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Only in dreams in beautiful dreams.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:113897</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-04-01T22:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-02T02:29:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-02T02:29:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>laura veirs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/pic/MEPOD/10023234~The-Little-Mermaid-Watches-a-Ship-Posters.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We can do some wrecking here and find something to love in this broken place.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:113201</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-03-27T20:50:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-28T00:50:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-28T00:50:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">uh oh another one of my friends died, it's mourning time again.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:112522</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-03-17T20:18:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-18T00:30:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-18T00:30:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bobbie Gentry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.filmreference.com/images/sjff_03_img1352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my spring break in the garden of good and evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there was no actual communing with the dead i was deep in voodoo country not getting carded. in other words i was drunk off my ass in the sassiest southern town ever. St. patrick's day in savannah is fucking insane but mostly terrifying. The one good thing is you can spot the herds of inebriates from miles away as they were all wearing green. at the parade we stood behind these raunchy drunk redneck ladies, it was intensely humorous, but then got pretty uncomfortable (at this point one of them was calling toilet paper "pussy paper" so awwwkwwarrrd). So we ditched that shit and did our own thing. There's a really cute co-op there and lots of nice people were there. everyone has a dog in savannah. I think i also developed a crush on kevin spacey considering he played jim williams in the movie and had a majestic mustache. okay, i have a thing for mustaches, it's really weird i know but they're so hot!!!! moving on,&amp;nbsp; I got some quality aunt time, she's the neatest lady ever and saw some really awesome places. I'm not a history geek or anything, but that town has the coolest fucking history ever!! in short: i like savannah, it's sassy, it's warm, and i'd go back there, definitely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other other news i turned in my application to virginia tech and if i get in i am definitely moving out of here. Dom and josh and i talked very loosely about trying to find a duplex to rent at the same time and start a zine shop/scene collaboration/show space in our collective basements and i got really pumped on the idea. very optimistic, but it would be SO TIGHT. i speak to soon though because i don't even know if i'll get in. the suspense is obnoxious, i feel like i'm in high school all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW I'M BACK IN RICHMOND and it's cold. le sigh.</content>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-03-10T23:35:00</title>
    <published>2008-03-11T03:42:30Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-11T03:42:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">super intense weekend. practiced every night with jeff tyler and maggie, pretty sure i drank every night too. saw a show, played more music, saw another show, played more music, played two shows in one day, drove four hours, slept for like 7, felt like a bad hostess. went to ellwood's and saw stupid brandon and felt angry because i feel like i can't go there anymore. drove four hours today with a sore throat and a freaked out cat in the car. went to dinner with my grandfather and his wife and my parents, they all got drunk except for me and my dad and the waitress was pouring me a glass of wine and my grandfather goes "she's too young" when like 7 minutes before he was saying how stupid the drinking age was and i should just have some of his martini. smooth grandpa. listened to them talk and try to tell me what i should do with my future, which was not helpful considering they wouldn't listen to me. After seeing jeff tyler and maggie everyday for like three weeks straight i feel weird and empty without them and i miss them and now i feel nauseous and self conscious because i'm going to a place that's warm (on a stupid airplane, which, by the way, i'm terrified of) and that means i'll actually have to show parts of my body that i've gotten really good at covering up. i'm really trying to stay positive and have a good body image, but fuck it, i'm sick and tired, nervous and grumpy and sad all at once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH. &lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:110561</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-02-29T02:20:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T07:23:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T07:23:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">toodlebear is my life companion. bffz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/screamofthecrop/pic/0002b4qk/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/screamofthecrop/pic/0002b4qk/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:110172</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-02-28T00:41:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-28T05:42:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-28T05:42:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i am under the impression that about 97% of the women i know have an unhealthy relationship with food. fuck.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:110057</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-02-25T13:47:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-25T18:51:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-25T18:51:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="you probably won't care"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sick to death of having to defend my feminism. i am of the belief that i should not be rushing to say "i don't hate men, i swear." instead, men should be rushing to me saying "i don't hate women, i swear." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even in our radicalism, we are so unradical.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:109784</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-02-20T17:22:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-20T22:29:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-20T22:29:35Z</updated>
    <lj:music>attrition</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so this is a trend i've noticed in a lot of people here: being really really intensely &lt;i&gt;thin&lt;/i&gt; is really really intensely &lt;i&gt;in.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;ew. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to real looking bodies? what happened to appreciating life and not obsessing about what yr eating all the time and when you need to work it off, or puke or just not eat in general? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the antlers show was really good, i'm always surprised that a band that good comes out of Richmond (lolz) and most of them are really nice. it was cool getting to hang out with david before he went to DC again too, he's letting me borrow some awesome books for my projects on women in punk. that also means i'll get to see max levine play again, they were such a good fucking time! This band hail hydra played and they're from around here and they reminded me of early s-k mixed with red elk and it ruled really hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of, i am in such limbo, too much emotional baggage where that shit is concerned and i'm having a hard time deciding what's best for me. as usual.</content>
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    <title>seriously, guns don't kill people, gaping holes in vital organs do!</title>
    <published>2008-02-16T21:07:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-16T21:07:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.drunkendata.com/wp-content/floridalaw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been attacked recently by many for my "highly emotionally charged" opinion on gun control. i mean &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO SHOOT ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; if i knew people who died because crazy people can get hands on guns really easily in this country, and it PISSES ME OFF. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE KNOWS THE CRIME RATE GOES DOWN WHEN EVERYONE HAS GUNS. florida, i feel, is a great example. (see exhibit a)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of this entry: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="7"&gt;I HATE PEOPLE. &lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-02-12T12:48:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-12T17:49:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-06T17:31:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;I CAN'T FIND MY FUCKING ENGLISH NOTEBOOK AND IT IS MAKING ME FILLED WITH GRATUITOUS AMOUNTS OF RAGE!!!!!!! I AM UNCOMFORTABLY ANGRY!!!!&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:108558</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-02-11T13:31:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-11T18:37:25Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-11T18:37:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>laura veirs</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ugh, what a mess of a weekend. i drove a total of 12 hours, half of which were spent in a state of heightened stress and panic due to high winds controlling my steering. awesome. all for a show that was mediocre at best and a practice space with no power. only to get yelled at by my mother because i made stupid decisions. the company was enjoyable though. i also think someone random slept in my bed while i was out of town and that skeeves me out. i'm confused about my future. i skipped class this morning and i always feel guilty doing that. i'm looking forward to playing with imadethismistake and max levine next weekend but i really don't want to drive anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mathilda and i miss willow.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>bleeeeeeeeeeeegggggggghhhhhhhhhh :(</title>
    <published>2008-02-08T06:31:10Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-08T06:31:10Z</updated>
    <lj:music>air</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/screamofthecrop/pic/0002ac0t/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/screamofthecrop/pic/0002ac0t/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i see willow i get choked up. and the way &lt;i&gt;other&lt;/i&gt; people act, you'd &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; that I, of all people, was &lt;u&gt;overreacting&lt;/u&gt;, but she's been with us since the beginning and her leaving feels a little bit more symbolic than it should. i probably already said that but it's really upsetting me. she's so cute and i lover her so much and whenever i'm upset it's like she knows and she makes cute noises and cuddles super well. it's not like she's going that far, but i'll miss her so much. at least i have a therapy sesh tomorrow so maybe i can talk it out, because i am a &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;huge loser&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.</content>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-02-06T02:08:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-06T07:09:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-06T07:09:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">man, i lost my fucking gray hat tonight. I'M PISSED.&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:screamofthecrop:107609</id>
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    <title>screamofthecrop @ 2008-02-03T23:44:00</title>
    <published>2008-02-04T05:03:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-04T05:03:14Z</updated>
    <lj:music>spoonboy (AWWWW)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">man. good fucking past few days! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday jeff and i played a bunch of music together and came up with about 6 song ideas and his roomate tyler is probably gonna play snare/highhat for us and he also plays violin which is tight because maggie is playing main violin for us! It made me pretty stoked on music again, which i didn't think would happen for a while! (minus TTF, obvs) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on friday abbydoodles came down and we did some serious chilling/talking and it was super good to see her! and then saturday maggie and i played some musicz and her parts RULE SO HARD! i love violins and then we played tennis, it was pretty humorous because we both can't really play but fun anyway! then chris came and we chilled pretty hard for a while and cassie made us dinner and brought it over and we all ended up having a slumber party and had really intelligent conversations and were able to like relax and talk about whatever we wanted to without having to censor ourselves which was something i had forgotten how to do almost and finally loosened up &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then chris and i hung out for the majority of the day just talking again, i really like that dude a whole fucking lot. i can see him being one of my best friends in the future, and it's nice to add new best friends to the mix! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watched the season premiere of Lost and fuck my ass! it's so mysterious, yet AGAIN! although part of me wishes it could go back to the awesomeness of season 1 and how they were still SUPER confused about the island in general, cause now there's like FUTUREflashes and it's confusing! UGH, i will keep watching i guess! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes mathilda surprises me with how fucking CUTE she can be, it's shocking. she is sitting there listening to spoonboy with a pleased look on her face and her ears are going in whack directions! the weather is warming up, which rules. I am feeling somewhat hopeful about the near future! which is an improvement from the past few weeks. so far my classes aren't that interesting though, which is somewhat disappointing HOWEVER, maybe things will change! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, &lt;br /&gt;buh</content>
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