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  <title>bascuse_me</title>
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  <updated>2006-11-02T03:15:48Z</updated>
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    <title>bascuse_me @ 2006-11-01T22:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T03:15:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T03:15:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm too scared to do what i want to do because i'm already so set in something else and afraid of what other people would think.  i'm never going to have fun or be happy.  i think of so many things to send into post secret but i never have time or feel they are important enough to actually send.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:9731</id>
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    <title>bascuse_me @ 2006-10-08T23:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-10-09T04:26:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-09T04:26:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">taken from postsecret...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/nathanmac87/cricket.jpg"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:9619</id>
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    <title>bascuse_me @ 2006-09-13T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T03:27:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-14T03:27:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wish I could make you see how bad you make me feel all the time.  I know you don't mean to make me feel like crap.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:9260</id>
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    <title>squirrel</title>
    <published>2006-09-14T02:17:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-14T02:17:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Look what I found!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/nathanmac87/squirrell.jpg"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:9188</id>
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    <title>feeling</title>
    <published>2006-09-08T04:15:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-08T04:15:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">feeling unwanted and unneeded is a bad feeling.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:8817</id>
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    <title>checkout</title>
    <published>2006-08-27T06:12:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-27T06:12:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so we were at the apple store in woodfield today (mark and i) and mark noticed some guy who he said was on real world.   well... he wasn't.   turns out we think he was shane landrum from real world.  i got a mighty mouse.  it's amazing.  it clicks everywhere!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:8450</id>
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    <title>independance</title>
    <published>2006-08-07T05:01:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-07T05:01:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">some people want to be independant and do things for themselves... by themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other people just want someone who will do everything with them and not leave them all alone.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:8386</id>
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    <title>mistake</title>
    <published>2006-08-06T05:20:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-06T05:20:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hitler just picked the wrong race.  If i had been his best friend, I would have set him straight.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:8109</id>
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    <title>miss</title>
    <published>2006-07-31T04:51:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-31T04:51:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I would give anything to have some of the things people take for granted so much.  Sometimes, I just want to relate to other people.  I want to get inside their thought processes to see how they deal with things and why they act the way they do.  I don't have certain feelings and certain things just don't happen to me so I'm unexperienced and would like to see how it is for other people.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:7892</id>
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    <title>night listener</title>
    <published>2006-07-29T04:06:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-29T04:06:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have absolutely nothing to do.  not one thing.  no, i'm not tired.  of course i'm not tired.  i've done nothing all day long.  oh well.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:7574</id>
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    <title>icknorati</title>
    <published>2006-07-25T05:48:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-25T06:20:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i don't feel normal like i see other people.  i feel like i don't fit in.  i've been told that i fit in just fine, but i don't have the interesting back stories.  i can make myself appear to belong but it doesn't ever feel right.  so many people around me know so much more and have experience more than i ever had the chance to.  i know how i'm looked at.  i don't have the stories or the friends.  i don't act the same way and i don't have the same instincts.  i have morals that other people consider odd.  i know.  i just want to fit in.  i've changed so much and it still isn't enough.  sometimes, i just want to run away but all the MANY chances i've had, i've never taken them.  something's always been in the way.  so many people frustrate me.  so many things stay stuck in my mind that i don't want to think about and i know seem unreasonable.  i just wish things were different.  i miss so much the very small time i spent elsewhere, where it was similar to all of you.  i could have related, i could have been a part of something that i feel so detached from.  if i had stayed there, i may not have met all of you.  i may not have met You.  i'm glad i did, but if i hadn't, would i have even known?  i've always felt like i wanted to go home.  i've tried so many places and tried to make them feel like home and they just haven't.  ;i don't think i'll ever find my home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the idea of divorce doesn't seem that bad.. two people enter a marriage but then after many years they decide it isn't working out and society has given them an easy alternative.  they can just divorce and seek other, happier relationships.  its splashed across the media.  everyone gets a divorce.  more than half of all marriages end in divorce so the couples can separately seek happier lives.  we see celebrities get married, separated, divorced, back together, remarried, separated, divorced, married to other people and the endless cycle continues.  most of my close friends still have parents that love each other and are still together.  i've seen it first hand.  their moms and dads make flirty jokes towards one another and spend time with one another and really know what's going on.  i feel like the starved third-world child who has to watch some fat person eat cake.  i'll never have the cake and won't die from being without it but still feel like my life isn't complete without it.  and i just watch so many other people with their cake.  its wrong to be jealous.  the media makes it seem like not a big deal, but they don't take into account all of the me's there are.  all of the people who are affected.  its just hard to deal with.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:7298</id>
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    <title>smile</title>
    <published>2006-07-22T22:31:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-22T22:31:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my big sunglasses block what i don't want others to see</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:7064</id>
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    <title>Three Happy People</title>
    <published>2006-07-19T22:57:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-19T22:57:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/nathanmac87/3happies.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:6886</id>
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    <title>ii</title>
    <published>2006-07-12T02:25:34Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-12T02:25:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I don't know why it upsets me so much.  It just does.  I'll try and get over it.  :(</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:6408</id>
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    <title>Independance Day</title>
    <published>2006-07-04T03:49:49Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-04T03:51:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="red" size="4"&gt;Happy 4th of July!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue" size="2"&gt;  Hooray for friends, seeing all your family, eating outside, bar-b-ques, swimming, fireworks, parties, and loads of fun!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/nathanmac87/fucksummer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe someday i'll get to have all that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:6372</id>
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    <title>tourism</title>
    <published>2006-07-02T13:58:18Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3" color="green"&gt;Welcome to Chicago!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="aliceblue" size="2"&gt;Have you seen our MOOSE?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/nathanmac87/moose1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/nathanmac87/moose2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="aliceblue" size="2"&gt;We like things anatomically correct here in the Midwest.&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:6102</id>
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    <title>opportunities</title>
    <published>2006-06-30T08:39:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-30T08:39:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been thinking about you a lot.  I usually do.  I get jealous of all the things you've done and the people you've done them with.  But, I thought about it more and if I had taken more chances and started earlier I probably would have done more things too so I don't blame you for what you've done.  I'm a jealous person and I don't like that.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:5880</id>
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    <title>weather</title>
    <published>2006-06-28T14:54:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-28T14:54:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was watching Live with Regis and Kelly today like I often do and I realized something.  I noticed the look in the guest's face as Regis was talking to him and I realized that if I ever went on that show, I would be utterly terrified of Regis.  So scared I wouldn't be able to speak.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:5601</id>
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    <title>time spent</title>
    <published>2006-06-27T05:25:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-27T05:25:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sex Changes-The Dresden Dolls-Yes, Virginia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">What do you do when you make plans with that boy and then he cancels?   You go to the Yo-Yo Ma concert with Brian in Millinnium Park instead.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:4976</id>
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    <title>hopeful</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T18:57:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-26T18:57:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I guess I should know by now not to get my hopes up.  You don't want to see me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:4647</id>
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    <title>employee of the month</title>
    <published>2006-06-26T12:25:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-26T12:25:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why do i feel this way before going to see you?  i want to see you.  why does it feel like i am sick.  i should be happy.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:4568</id>
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    <title>i've got my gucci bag</title>
    <published>2006-06-24T03:46:54Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-24T03:46:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sex Changes-The Dresden Dolls-Yes, Virginia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">In my new gucci bag i put an ascot, a burberry bugle, a cat, a drifter's album, enlightenment, a frosty, God almighty, the Harlem globetrotters, an internet router, jeremy fisher, a karen o bob haircut,a limbo pole, mickey rooney, a nigger, an old racist man, pine cones, a quailman action figure doll, raunchy brand condoms, a saucepan,tickets to the tyra banks show, a unicorn tshirt, a voluptuous virgin, waldo, a xylophone, yarn, and a zebra.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:4109</id>
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    <title>7</title>
    <published>2006-06-19T04:58:45Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-19T04:58:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img width="575" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y170/nathanmac87/momdad.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this must be nice to have</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:4077</id>
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    <title>disappointment</title>
    <published>2006-06-18T06:59:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-18T06:59:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today was not a good day.  Yesterday was a really nice day that I enjoyed....up until it got close to today starting and then something didn't happen and then today started and I went to sleep.  Then, I woke up to a bad day.  To me, the day starts early and goes 'til late.  I waited all day...until 4... but I was hoping for a more noonish time.... so that was one disappointment... others followed... I didnt get what I wanted which was my fault but... anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a good day.  oh well.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bascuse_me:3591</id>
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    <title>eddie</title>
    <published>2006-06-14T18:38:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-15T20:13:19Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Sex Changes-The Dresden Dolls-Yes, Virginia</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font color="green"&gt;this is my favourite poem:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annabelle lee by edgar allan poe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was many and many a year ago, &lt;br /&gt;In a kingdom by the sea, &lt;br /&gt;That a maiden there lived whom you may know &lt;br /&gt;By the name of Annabel Lee; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this maiden she lived with no other thought &lt;br /&gt;Than to love and be loved by me.&lt;br /&gt;I was a child and she was a child, &lt;br /&gt;In this kingdom by the sea&lt;br /&gt;But we loved with a love that was more than love - &lt;br /&gt;I and my Annabel Lee; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven&lt;br /&gt;Coveted her and me. &lt;br /&gt;And this was the reason that, long ago, &lt;br /&gt;In this kingdom by the sea, &lt;br /&gt;A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling&lt;br /&gt;My beautiful Annabel Lee; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that her highborn kinsman came &lt;br /&gt;And bore her away from me, &lt;br /&gt;To shut her up in a sepulcher &lt;br /&gt;In this kingdom by the sea. &lt;br /&gt;The angels, not half so happy in heaven, &lt;br /&gt;Went envying her and me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! that was the reason &lt;br /&gt;(as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea) &lt;br /&gt;That the wind came out of the cloud by night, &lt;br /&gt;Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.&lt;br /&gt;But our love was stronger by far than the love &lt;br /&gt;Of those who were older than we &lt;br /&gt;Of many far wiser than we &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And neither the angels in heaven above, &lt;br /&gt;Nor the demons down under the sea, &lt;br /&gt;Can ever dissever my soul from the soul &lt;br /&gt;Of the beautiful Annabel Lee. &lt;br /&gt;For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams&lt;br /&gt;Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes &lt;br /&gt;Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; &lt;br /&gt;And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side &lt;br /&gt;Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, &lt;br /&gt;In the sepulcher there by the sea, &lt;br /&gt;In her tomb by the sounding sea.</content>
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