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  <title>the other side of me.</title>
  <subtitle>sara</subtitle>
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    <name>sara</name>
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  <updated>2007-01-24T15:40:26Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:102437</id>
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    <title>the end is here.</title>
    <published>2007-01-24T15:40:26Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-24T15:40:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">well. im done with LJ. ive moved on to VOX. find me there, under Tip Tap Toe. ive only got one friend who still posts on LJ, and i havent posted here in forever. so im moving on. about time i suppose.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:102235</id>
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    <title>2006 top ten</title>
    <published>2007-01-03T15:42:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-03T15:42:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">here it is, my roundup of my top ten for 2006:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. moving in with Boyfriend. its been the best living arrangement of my life, and the best 6 months for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. seeing a multitude of concerts, notably: red hot chili peppers, jonny lang, flaming lips, the sun, bob dylan, dashboard confessional, and mae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. wednesday nites at the Thirsty Ear. good company, good beer, bad music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. vacation to california with Boyfriend. a really fun week, where we both realized that yes, we really do like each other a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. christmas with my grandma. it could very well be one of the last. so im glad i made the time for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. halloween in toledo. good old fashioned fun with my mom and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. realizing that i DONT have to be the one in charge. asking for a demotion was the best thing i did for my emotional health this year. so much less stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. scrambled eggs with colby-jack cheese. its become a ritual around here for breakfast. and its oh so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. TV: it finally got better. Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip, The Monastery, Deadliest Catch, Miami Ink, American Chopper, What Not To Wear, Scrubs, My Name is Earl, The Office, Law &amp; Order; SVU, Dead Like Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. planning our 2007 move: yep we're in it for the long haul. and Austin, here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to see what 2007 brings us!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:101959</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2006-04-20T17:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-20T21:21:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-20T21:21:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my whole entire fucking world is falling apart on me. how the fuck did i let ANOTHER person screw me up?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:101636</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2006-04-06T21:12:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-07T01:10:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-07T01:10:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MF.welcome to my life</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style="color:black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Belong in London&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/london.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little old fashioned, and a little modern. &lt;br /&gt;A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock.&lt;br /&gt;A unique woman like you needs a city that offers everything.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder you and London will get along so well.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatcitydoyoubelonginquiz/"&gt;What City Do You Belong In?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. maybe thats where i should move next!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:101476</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2006-02-16T20:46:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-17T01:45:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-17T01:45:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wow. i havent updated in cloes to three months. i guess that pretty much is some sort of evidence of my life now. i work. i hang out with my BF and i sleep. im hardly ever on the computer, and when i am im too busy trying to find cheap plane tickets to california to update. so heres a lame update. tell me what i dont know about myself: &lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=tapestrygirl"&gt;go here. click. thanks.&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:101362</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-11-22T22:46:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-23T03:47:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-23T03:47:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the format.on your porch [acoustic]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">reading this line, made me laugh hysterically: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Either it's a really small world, or you're a really big slut".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly cause the person stating it, slept with me and two of my good friends. go irony, no?!?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:101067</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-10-08T11:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T15:45:51Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T15:47:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>on your porch.the format</lj:music>
    <content type="html">heres the jist of my life: &lt;p&gt;ive been back in columbus for over a month now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im so in love its not funny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my boss is killing me [i tend to have nightmares about work.]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my grandma left to go back to CA this morning. we had christmas last nite. it was fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my &lt;a href="http://willowlily.diaryland.com"&gt;best girl&lt;/a&gt; is getting married in june. im a bridesmaid. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i also have this irrational fear that i might be pregnant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;next wednesday im getting my hair done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;you should all listen to &lt;a href="http://www.theformat.com/"&gt;the format&lt;/a&gt;. their song, "On Your Porch" is my new favorite, but the whole damn CD is awesome.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:100763</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-06-23T09:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-23T13:45:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-23T13:45:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>melissa ferrick.fearless</lj:music>
    <content type="html">IM GOING TO CHICAGO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, im so excited. work is sending me there for 2 weeks. i leave next wednesday. i finally get to go someplace FUN! first it was crap-ass kentucky, then boring akron, but now, now its chicago! woooooo! i hope i actually get a couple half days off so i can go DO stuff. yay! chicago!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:100368</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-06-13T05:23:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-13T09:32:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-13T09:32:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>bright eyes.lila</lj:music>
    <content type="html">the problem with being wide awake at 4:46 am is that you spend 15 minutes laying in bed thinking WHAT THE FUCK is going on here. and then the next 30 minutes on the internet searching for sweet airfare deals cause you figured out your guys school schedule and he'll have 11 days off in september and you seriously wanna go to disneyland. $600 for two tickets to sunny san diego. you could see your family again [not that they treated you so awesomely last time you were out there], hit the beaches up, and go to disneyland. hrm. or you two could take a small-ish road trip to niagara falls/boston. granted, youd have to stay in hotels then, but you wouldnt have to pay airfare. youd be able to catch &lt;a href="http://www.ticketmaster.com/event/01003A69AD22905F?artistid=754036&amp;amp;majorcatid=10001&amp;amp;minorcatid=1"&gt;jack johnson&lt;/a&gt; or any other number of great acts along the way. choices choices. good thing ive still got 2 months to decide.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:100168</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-06-08T23:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-09T03:31:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-09T03:31:28Z</updated>
    <lj:music>desparecidos.man and wife, the latter [damaged goods]</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table&gt;
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&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Your Scent is Rose&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicate, feminine, and soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality is fresh and understated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/whatscentareyouquiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Scent Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr2/rose.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh if that isnt the most RIDICULOUS thing ive ever read. DELICATE?! FEMININE?! SOFT?! HAHAHAHAHA. i love quizzes. they are so silly.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-06-05T22:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T02:52:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T02:52:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>mae.someone elses arms</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i had chipotle for dinner. you should be jealous. it was THAT good. also. im doing laundry. and downloading a TON of songs. and generally being miserable. why? oh yes. my allergies. i hate allergies. i really truly do. they make me a bumbling mess of tired-ness. im just sneezing and my eyes are all itchy and im exhausted. i hate it. and soon....BED.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-06-01T00:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-06-01T04:50:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-01T04:50:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ben kweller.hear me out</lj:music>
    <content type="html">well now. that was an interesting little tid bit i just read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be in bed. its nearly 1 and im exhausted. and ive got a great big day ahead of me tomorrow. shopping at Gabe's. shopping at Revival. ANOTHER new drivers license. and oh yeah. WORK. its greta being the head boss and all, but seriously, my Area Manager can lick me where i pee. she sucks ass and is rude as fuck. ah well. i got some sweet ass new &lt;a href="http://www.journeys.com/catalog_detail.aspx?c=vendors&amp;amp;s=guys/Asics&amp;amp;id=27624"&gt;Tiger kicks&lt;/a&gt; today which almost makes up for the fact that my AM was so goddamned rude. bleh. screw her.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-05-29T22:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-30T02:49:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-30T02:49:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ani difranco.32 flavors</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i kinda feel sick. i think i drank too much pop today. also. my week just started and im already tired of it. i seriously cant believe im working 65 hours this week. WTF is that?! hello. i have NO life. thanks job, you rock for taking my pretty much non-existent social life and throwing it out the window so that now i have NO CHANCE of having one.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:99182</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-05-23T23:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-24T02:58:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-24T02:58:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>MAE.breakdown</lj:music>
    <content type="html">now this is &lt;b&gt;something&lt;/b&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="position:relative; border:1px #320 solid; background-color:#c9b390; padding:0 10px; width:400px; text-align:center; font-family:serif; left:50%; margin:25px 0 25px -200px; color:#320;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    My pirate name is:&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="font-size:32px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Mad Mary Kidd&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="flag.gif" style="top:5px; position:relative; display:block; width:100px; background-color:#320;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div style="left:110px; top:-60px; width:290px; position:relative; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Every pirate is a little bit crazy. You, though, are more than just a little bit. Even though you're not always the traditional swaggering gallant, your steadiness and planning make you a fine, reliable pirate.    Arr!&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.fidius.org/quiz/pirate/"&gt;Get your own pirate name from fidius.org.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-05-14T19:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-14T23:46:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-14T23:46:42Z</updated>
    <lj:music>melissa ferrick.beijing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">also, this is my new life motto. from a friend's fortune cookie: "Good clothes open many doors. Go shopping."</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:98602</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-05-14T18:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-14T23:38:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-14T23:38:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>melissa ferrick.selfish side</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i got back from Canton last nite. yep, thats right, 3 days early. but theres a reason for that. now, work is sending me to Akron for a MONTH. A WHOLE FREAKIN MONTH. bleh. the good thing is i got the weekend off, so i got to hang with dave and two of his friends last nite. then we spent today over at Easton doing some shopping, having lunch, and i ended up taking him into work and hooking him up with a shit ton of clothes for his birthday [its next saturday - when i'll be gone]. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite im watching "Garden State" one last time for awhile, making a couple mix CD's, and packing up all my stuff. because, by the time i get back from Akron, Nick will probably be permanently moved down to FL, so this apartment wont be here waiting for me. i'll have to be living at home again. unless they give me my own store super quick. but i kinda hope they wait till july at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i finish packing, have lunch with carrie, take dave to the house to meet the parents and have dinner, and then drive the 3 hours to Akron. woo freakin hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, for the completely retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://spacefem.com/uselessquiz/"&gt; &lt;img src="http://tapestrygirl.diaryland.com/images/10.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-05-04T14:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-04T18:34:26Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-04T18:34:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>melissa ferrick.particular place to be</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i figured out what my problem is. i wake up everyday with the BEST intentions of getting shit done. and then i just never do it. instead i sit here in front of the computer chatting on AIM with ex BF's so that they will be entertained at work. and i post all over message boards. and i read peoples blogs. and i download music. and i have this constant stream of other music in my ear. and i eat. and laugh. and im comfy and so i DONT MOVE FROM THIS SPOT. ive been sitting here since 11 when i woke up. that was 3.5 hours ago. uh oh. i seriously do have things i have to do today. someone plese make me go do them. seriously.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tapestrygirl:98149</id>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-05-02T01:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-02T05:04:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-02T05:04:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>melissa ferrick.anything, anywhere</lj:music>
    <content type="html">now, this is a line, if i ever read one: And now I get to go lie in bed and cry like a dumb whore. You wish you were  &lt;a href="http://starke-.diaryland.com/index.html"&gt;me&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing. i seriously want to "borrow" it.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-04-30T10:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-30T14:38:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-30T14:38:50Z</updated>
    <lj:music>indigo girls.lonely tonite</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im seriously pissed at like 7348732571234665 million things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a shitty nite at work last nite where i basically found out that my boss is telling people that im saying negative things about them when IM NOT. then i came home only to realize that i have like NO ONE around here to hang out with if i happen to get off work early cause the people i know i cant just call up at 11:30 all "hey i got off work before midnite for a change, wanna go out?" and then in talking to one of those people it just became painfully obvious that our schedules suck ass and its going to make it really really hard to ever see each other cept for at like 2 in the morning and um, well i need sleep. and im pissed at some people i know online cause theyre all just a big bunch of know-it-alls and are being super retarded lately. oh and im sure as shit tired of having to defend my friends. my friends are good people, and if they werent, they wouldnt be my friends. for fucks sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and im also sad because i havent talked to a certain online friend in forever. and that doesnt help with all the angre/depression/what the FUCK this is.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-04-24T18:40:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-24T22:58:37Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-24T22:58:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>steve buscemis voice on the TV</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so. lets see. whats happened since friday afternoon? i got a little more sun by the pool on friday afternoon. then when nick got off work we cleaned up, had some dinner and then drove up to west palm beach to hang with Mike and Hilary at an irish pub, O Shea's. it was a nice little place, good cover band, and good company. got back before midnite and crashed out in anticipation of a long saturday. [good plan!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to Jamies a little after 11 am on saturday. followed her down to The Keys [she likes to swtich lanes, A LOT] and ended up down there just before 1. her and i laid out on their dock [more sun for me!] while nick napped inside for a coupla hours. around 4 we headed over to Holiday Isle to get dinner and drinks from Dave while he worked. he hooked us up and i had my first RumRunner [itll prolly be my last, HAHAHA]. watched a little kiteboarding and met some people jamie knows. finally head back to the house around 6 so we could catch a nap. slept till 8 or so, then we all got cleaned up since Beaker was home [he was fishing all day!] and headed down to Big Fish around 10. met up with Dave there, got our drink on, and listened to an AMAZING cover band, The Reg's. after awhile we headed down to The Hog and did some more drinking and a little dancing. i drunk dailed a lot of people, and found out today from them that im SO FUNNY. hahahaha. at one point i lost Nick, Dave, and Jamie and was all by myself outside of Hogs on the phone with Matty while answering Jamies phone. apparently my conversation with the person on her phone was quite funny, Matty tells me. hahahahaha. ah well. finally left there around 3 am and went back to jamies to crash out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today at 10, hopped into our suits and headed out on beaker's boat to get some breakfast. we took the boat to Tropical Cafe, had some eggs, bacon, toast, and then hopped back in and went out to the Sand Bar to park the boat and catch some rays. while we were out on the ocean we saw a turtle, a shark, and a bunch of other cool stuff. and more KITEBOARDING. it was so awesome. i LOVE The Keys. i seriously could live there forever. im pretty sure of it. got way too burnt out on the boat so we headed back in. then nick and i left jamie and beakers and headed back to ft lauderdale so i could shower, pack up and get out of here. but my plane has been delayed two hours, so ya'll are getting this great update. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ill be back in freezing ass cold ohio tomorrow morning, and back to work tomorrow afternoon. ugh. id rather stay in FL.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-04-22T11:56:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-22T17:03:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-22T17:03:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>remy zero.starting line</lj:music>
    <content type="html">lets see. i landed in FL wednesday morning. on about 4 hours sleep [all from the plane-so it was shitty sleep]. nick picked me up, we got some lunch, then he dropped me at the hotel. i crashed out for about 4 more hours, then he came back and we got some dinner. that nite we got together with &lt;a href="http://jamiestar.diaryland.com"&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://home.bellsouth.net/p/s/community.dll?ep=16&amp;amp;groupid=227153&amp;amp;ck="&gt;Dave&lt;/a&gt; [yay internet friends!]. we had cocktails at jamies and hung out till her angry neighbor came home. then, we all went to the ale house where we had a couple more drinks and some loaded fries [yum]. jamie and i got hit on by stupid guys that thought itd be funny to comment on my "i &amp;lt;3 jerks" shirt. came home around 2:30 and crashed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday morning i slept super late [woosh drinking wears me out] then i got some lunch and sat by the pool for a bit. made some plans for dinner that nite with &lt;a href="http://www.scudly.com"&gt;Matty&lt;/a&gt; and then nick came home. he took a nap while i went back down to the pool for another hour. matty picked me up around 6:30 and we drove down to the beach [where he scared the ever-loving SHIT out of me by pulling a very fast, very tire-screeching, very scary uturn in the middle of A1A-fucker] walked around a bit, found a &lt;a href="http://www.quarterdeckrestaurant.com/"&gt;place&lt;/a&gt; to eat and drink. he forced me to drink miller lite, but whatever. ;] then i tried to get us hooked up with jamie so we could all party at &lt;a href="http://www.southflorida.com/dining/23154,0,2621135,reviews.venue"&gt;SofaKings&lt;/a&gt;, but she wouldnt ANSWER her phone. so whatever. we found it on our own and hung out there, drinking some more and ogling scantily clad ladies. he dropped me at 12:30 and i crashed out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now its friday. ive had lunch. im about to head back down to the pool, and tonite nick and i are going to west palm beach to meet up with Mike and Hillary. at an irish pub. with live irish music. woo woo.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-04-20T19:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-20T23:09:04Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-20T23:09:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>everybody loves raymond [ugh] in the background</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oooooh. florida is nice and hot. but the people down here drive like ass, and the air conditioning is always to cold. grrrrr. tonite, we drink! and meet people off the internet!</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-04-19T23:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-20T03:34:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-20T23:07:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dolorean.holding on</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so. it looks like i'll be seeing The Killers and Hot Hot Heat in late May due to the fact that this super hottie [and super nice guy] from work asked me to go with him. turns out hist stupid GF dumped him and he knows how much i love The Killers, so he said hed take me instead! woo hoo! something for me to look forward to in May! &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;im not going to sleep tonite. its already 11:30 and id just have to get up in 3 hours to get ready to go to the airport cause ive gotta be there no later than 4 am, so yeah. ill sleep on the plane or something. the plan right now is to go to a male "uniform" contest at a casino on wednesday nite, thursday its dinner with matty, friday nite is up in the air sorta [i have two options it looks like] and saturday morning we'll be heading to the Keys for the weekend. then i leave sunday and get back monday. woo woo. im so excited! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on a crappier note, i tripped over a table at work today and put a pretty sizable gash in my right shin. so ill be wearing a pretty big bandaid the whole time im in Florida and i bet that will leave me with a really silly tan mark on my leg. yippee.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-04-17T15:42:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-17T19:43:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-17T19:43:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>michaelmas.what league am i in?</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im home from KY. its absolutely gorgeous out. i woke up with a grin, had breakfast with a cute guy, and got to spend a couple hours moseying [sp?] around &lt;a href="http://www.northmarket.com"&gt;north market&lt;/a&gt; with my mom. now im doing laundry, catching up on internet stuff, remembering last nites show [daniel erb, ari hest, and red wanting blue !!!], and soon i have to go pick up my film. before today is over i need to finish my laundry, do the dishes, get a couple groceries, and repack all my stuff. why? oh yeah, IM GOING TO FLORIDA!!! yay. im leaving wednesday at the butt crack of dawn. i can not wait.</content>
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    <title>tapestrygirl @ 2005-04-03T10:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-03T13:59:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-03T13:59:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>tegan&amp;sara.i bet it stung</lj:music>
    <content type="html">two things: &amp;lt;/p&amp;gt;&lt;p&gt;1. last nite i saw "Sin City". goddamn was that a good movie. now it was incredibly violent and gory, but it was also exceptionally well made and the stories/characters were ridiculously fun. plus carla gugino as a naked dyke cop?! uh. doesnt get better than that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. in like 9 hours ill be leaving for KY for two weeks. but first i have to finish my laundry, pack, shower, have lunch with my parents, and WORK from 1 to 7. bleh. i hope i can get down to the hotel in enough time that i dont miss much of the yankee v sox game. ill be pissed if i do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so yeah, if you want to talk to me, call me. i will be without PC for the better part of those two weeks, im sure of it.</content>
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