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  <updated>2006-08-14T01:07:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_lovley:28162</id>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-08-13T21:07:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-14T01:07:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-14T01:07:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">NEW LIVEJOURNAL NAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-shakeyrbutt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fucking add me.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_lovley:28049</id>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-08-13T19:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-13T23:09:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-13T23:09:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">FUCK THIS JOURNAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting a new chapter in my life. &lt;br /&gt;and DUH that requires a new livejournal name..&lt;br /&gt;and this time, i'll actually use the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and i deleted my myspace. because it got way fucking boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post an entry with my new name in it.. when i figure it out. &lt;br /&gt;peaaace.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-07-06T21:38:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-07T02:07:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-07T02:07:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its litterally been forever since ive had a real livejournal entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to get my shit together, because flat out, im tired of being so unhappy all of the time.&lt;br /&gt;trying to find a new job. and im going to be enrolling into beauty school this year. im really excited about that. &lt;br /&gt;stoked actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new cat. her name is sophie and shes my pride and joy.&lt;br /&gt;i resued her from a couple that came through my line at gibraltar. they were gana give her to pollywood pets.. i said fuck now how much are you charging.. they said free, and voila. i now have a new furry friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/pinkscab/sophiepants3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/pinkscab/sophiepants.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shes cute as fuck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmmmm. yeah i really dont have much to say. soo peace out</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_lovley:27589</id>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-06-18T06:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-18T10:54:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-18T10:54:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">im sick.&lt;br /&gt;and im achy&lt;br /&gt;and i think i have a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_lovley:27244</id>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-05-07T23:40:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T03:40:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-08T03:40:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my hair is pretty much the ipidomy of cute&lt;br /&gt;thanks to miss sara snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmmmmm. georgia in T-42 hours or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;yeeeea</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_lovley:27124</id>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-05-04T20:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-05T00:05:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-05T00:05:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i really really really reeeeeeaaaaaaaallly&lt;br /&gt;cant stand the sound of my mothers voice when shes yelling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god its seriously the most irritating thing in the world</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_lovley:26857</id>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-05-04T19:27:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-04T23:26:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-04T23:26:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my dearest felicia,&lt;br /&gt;i pretty much think that if i dont see you soon, im going to die of a broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;awwe cute i know&lt;br /&gt;so im gana call you tomarrow&lt;br /&gt;(ahem..= friday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we can do it to it&lt;br /&gt;allnightlong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my hair trimmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. i need to stop spedning money because im startnig to run out of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my moms putting me on a guilt trip for being in georgia on mothers day, instead of here with her.&lt;br /&gt;even though i got her a present and said we'd celebrate early.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_lovley:26398</id>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-05-03T16:50:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-03T20:51:32Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-03T20:51:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so im leaving for georgia in 6 days. its about 19 hour trip on greyhound and im looking for something good to read for the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have no ideas.&lt;br /&gt;none at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats where you guys come in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reccomend a couple good books to me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id appriciate it immensly</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-30T06:54:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-30T10:54:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-30T10:54:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">holy shit, im tired.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-29T08:37:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-29T12:39:42Z</published>
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    <content type="html">so my hair WAS going through a really ugly phase because i wasnt used to how it was cut and i couldnt figure out how to style it without making it look like a pile of texturized goo on top of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thats over im hoping.&lt;br /&gt;becuase my hair looks impecible today.&lt;br /&gt;or atleast i think it does because it doesnt look like shit with way too much product in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/pinkscab/Picture76.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im amazing for styleing it finally.&lt;br /&gt;and so is sara for giving me the cute cut. my bad for taking so long to figure the bitch out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and my shirts pretty cute too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/pinkscab/Picture74.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:d_lovley:25607</id>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-29T06:34:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-29T10:35:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-29T10:35:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ive woken up at 6:15 on the dot 3 days in a row&lt;br /&gt;i find that strange.&lt;br /&gt;and it makes me tired, jesus... i didnt have to get up till 8, and now that im up i cant get back to sleep</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-28T08:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-28T12:18:26Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-28T12:18:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have really bad cramps right now&lt;br /&gt;but im not sure if its from my period, or if i just have to poop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when i have those. hhahahaha i hate not being able to tell what my body wants me to do&lt;br /&gt;poop, or take midol. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sure whats been up with me latley, i havnt been able to have a good night sleep since sunday night. ive been tossing and turning constantly. i wake up atleast 5 times durring the night and wake up hours before my alarm goes off to get me up for work.&lt;br /&gt;i got up at 6am today. fucking crazy. fucking irritating, but ive already got a lot accomplished i guess&lt;br /&gt;3 loads of laundry and an adoribly healthy lunch to take with me. &lt;br /&gt;but still. im starting to get tired, and im gana have to be at gibraltars stupid ass till 9:30 pm. &lt;br /&gt;GAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss felicia&lt;br /&gt;a lot&lt;br /&gt;even though i just seen her last week.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the days where shed come over, and we'd cuddle in bed.&lt;br /&gt;or take a drive to egg someones house hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;felicia can you heear meee&lt;br /&gt;i &amp;hearts; you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. me and my medicine head have to go sweat to the gazzel now. &lt;br /&gt;peace out</content>
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    <title>12 days till georgia</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T13:51:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-26T13:51:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hello, my name is Shannon, and I am a spend-a-holic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost rediculous how fast money comes and goes with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have $140 in my Georgia box right now. Only $140, because I took out $130 for Saturday night and spent it ALL on the party that I went to with Felicia. Who does that? hahahah its fucking insanity! &lt;br /&gt;AND NOW. I just visited the forever 21 website and found a shirt that I HAVE to have.&lt;br /&gt;Its so cute and I want it, and I'll have it today, even though I know its a bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm making it ok by saying, when I go back to get it when I can actually afford it, they're not going to have it. &lt;br /&gt;So voila. &lt;br /&gt;That precious cotton blend will be hanging up in my closet by 6pm today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heres what Im figuring now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have 2 more checks till i go to Georgia. both at roughly $200. so I'll put away $160 from each of them. So thats $320. + the $120 that i'll have after I buy my shirt. thats $440. + the $400 Im bringing from my tax return check. so thats... $840. That minus my bus ticket.. Thats still $710. And damn, thats still really good to go down with... $710 and 9 days to spend it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't even need that much, but mother fucker, I'll totally enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;And Im gonna buy felicia a cute present from the junkman's daughter. And shes going to love it. I can't waiiiiiiiitttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boobs are really sore, and I dont know why. &lt;br /&gt;ughhhhhhh.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-26T08:41:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T12:42:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-26T12:42:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really hate the path my life has taken. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i could go back and change everything.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-25T19:57:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T00:00:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-26T00:00:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i love it when i have really bad days, because when i do, my mom feels bad and buys me lots of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;its what happend last year too, around this time as well.. i get frustrated with everything, and mom says HEY LETS GO TO DSW.&lt;br /&gt;it always puts a smile on my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO.&lt;br /&gt;i got a 2 new pairs of black flats&lt;br /&gt;a pair with a black strapy thing, with a white outline and a white button&lt;br /&gt;and a pair with black lace up thingies on them&lt;br /&gt;cuuuuute&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;br /&gt;a new pair of regular shoes because i decided that wearing my sexy diesels to work would be a good idea, and they got ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;american idol in 3.2 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love taylor hicks&lt;br /&gt;the end.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-24T17:08:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-24T21:13:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-24T21:13:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i need a new hair do.&lt;br /&gt;something cute.. summery.. fun/wild.&lt;br /&gt;something completley diffrent than what i have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some diffrent colors would be nice as well. but what.. hm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom left me a really cute message up on the computer, i got it when i got home this morning.&lt;br /&gt;pretty much telling me that im the greatest thing since sliced bread. it made me cry. my mom is super cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmmmm. i accompanyed my bff down to detroit for a party at a warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;despite the complete lack of people, i had fun.. going pee together and skanking to bad techno&lt;br /&gt;i love her. and her fungus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never have anything interesting to say anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 days till i leave for georgia. im stoked. &lt;br /&gt;and i need to save a phat amount of cash before then&lt;br /&gt;and i still need to buy my ticket.&lt;br /&gt;but oh well. wee</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-19T14:36:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-19T18:48:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-19T18:48:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so it has come to my attention today that my grandmother is fucking insane.&lt;br /&gt;and extreamly embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to take her to the doctors today, to get blood drawn... &lt;br /&gt;she sat there 5 minutes later than her appointment was supposed to be and she starts complaning about how they told her to fast for 12 hours, and shes A DIABETIC AND IS GETTING DIZZY and OMG LETS MAKE A FUCKING SCENE BECAUSE I LOOOOOOVE ATTENTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now all of you who have actually met my grandmother, knows that a lot of the time shes pulling this crap, shes faking it.&lt;br /&gt;and its very easy to disypher which one is which&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one was definatley fake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and definatley embarrasing, but her antics following afterwards were fucking rediculous and couldnt compare in the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we go out for breakfast after her appointment, her way of repaying us for taking her... i think i couldve died.&lt;br /&gt;after she told everyone in the resturaunt that she was shakey, just had blood drawn at the doctors and that shes a diabetic.. she proceeded to pile out all of her pills she has to take, as well as her insulin and injects it into her belly infront of everyone. shes got the seringe out, the bottle of medicine, everything.&lt;br /&gt;now if you ask me, thats a little more appropriate to do in the BATHROOM. not at the table with people eating around you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN. repetes herself to the waitress of what she wants very very VERY rudley.&lt;br /&gt;like the waitress was retarded or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when she gets her coffee, she complains to the lady that its TOO STRONG! AND SHES GANA REPORT IT TO THE OWNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then her idiot ass cant chew her food right.. and says she was choking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she punches the table loud as fuck. i swear to god i didnt think this woman had that much strength in her to make that fucking loud of a comotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the waitress hears it, rushes over, and at this point everyones staring at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my grandma starts freaking out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BACCON WAS TOO HARD I ALMOST CHOKED OMG&lt;br /&gt;OMG &lt;br /&gt;OMG&lt;br /&gt;ommmmmggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the lady is like um. yeah ok and brings her more limp baccon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus christ its not the fucking BACCONS FAULT. the baccon wasnt hard at all she just didnt chew her god damned food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after THAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she orders 4 containers of ice cream... which she swears up and down that if you get 4, you get the 5th free.&lt;br /&gt;"that offer is only good for our cookies mam"&lt;br /&gt;no its not its always been that way ive been coming for years yada yada yada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 927834 years later the waitress shuts up and gives her the deal anyway, even though there is no such thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor lady&lt;br /&gt;i sliped her an extra 3 dollars ontop of my grandmas 3 dollars for a tip&lt;br /&gt;i was so fucking embarrased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in closing ladys and gents, ive been thinking this last couple of weeks about being a waitress somewhere, and i think ive been scared out of that.&lt;br /&gt;becuase if i waited on a customer even half as pesty as my grandmother, id have to slap a hoe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong, i love her to death. shes just clinicly insane.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-17T10:17:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-17T14:29:12Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-17T14:29:12Z</updated>
    <content type="html">saturday nights party started out being fun and then plummited to the shittyest leval of shitty.&lt;br /&gt;everyone ended up fighting. everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not just fighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was insanity. and im really glad that felicia didnt stick around, even though when she left, i whined for like an hour because i wanted my boo back. but if she DID stay, that situation wouldve ended up 98734 times worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont get into details of why, or what exactly happend. it just wouldve been horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ended up going to bed around 5:30&lt;br /&gt;and being woken up by my mom at 6:30 becuase i promised her id help her clean easom, the company shes the cleaning lady for. &lt;br /&gt;i was still 100% trashed.&lt;br /&gt;i drank way too much that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet it was hillarious for her to watch her drunk daughter on easter sunday attempting to spray desks with cleaner, and tip over in the process hahaha.. she got a heeping laugh out of it, after she got over the initial shock of actually SEEING her daughter sloshed. after wards she patted my head and told me to nap in the car till she was done cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;and then treated me to a breakfast burrito and a hash brown. awwe&lt;br /&gt;she even stopped at cvs to buy me salsa because the fuckers at mcdonalds forgot to give me my picante sauce, and we all know that the fucking picante MAKES the burrito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we got home and both crawled into bed. i slept till 1230. we were going to go to my aunt mandys for easter dinner, but then decided that chillin on the couch, with our pajamas on, and no makeup was definatley where its at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got leftover spagettie for dinner. it was gross but i think watching madagascar with my mom, and a bag of baked lays was way more fun than getting dressed, and going out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright folks, my gazzel is summoning me.&lt;br /&gt;peeeace out</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-14T08:28:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-14T12:35:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-14T12:54:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">all of my hair is gone.&lt;br /&gt;oh.my.god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh...my....god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the first time ive tryed to style it since i got it cut.. and it looks soooooooo much shorter&lt;br /&gt;specially the bangs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/pinkscab/Picture69.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you cant reeeeeally see the length because i let it air dry that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/pinkscab/Picture70.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is it now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/pinkscab/Picture71.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im going to puke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not a bad hair cut. its cute, but i was fucking content with my hair. i was happy with it for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;i swear to god. only i would go out, spend 60 bucks on a fucking hair cut, only to get it re-done completley diffrent.&lt;br /&gt;it wont style right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get some biotin after work.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-12T22:09:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-13T02:13:42Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-13T02:13:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i simply cannot help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need this dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=pug/v=2/SID=e/l=IVI/;_ylt=A9iby4C4sj1EAUEAvV2jzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=12316qq3t/EXP=1144980536/*-http%3A//www.birdnest.org/walkere3/images/pug.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=pug+puppies/v=2/SID=e/l=IVI/;_ylt=A9iby4MWsz1ES0oBAyejzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=11jv8un8p/EXP=1144980630/*-http%3A//www.mopsmops.de/0036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://rds.yahoo.com/S=96062883/K=pug+puppies/v=2/SID=e/l=IVI/;_ylt=A9ibyiCvsz1EiD0BtlKjzbkF;_ylu=X3oDMTA4NDgyNWN0BHNlYwNwcm9m/SIG=11jgc55u7/EXP=1144980783/*-http%3A//www.mopsmops.de/0032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres just something about their i got smacked with a frying pan face.. and their super buggy eyes that just makes me melt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want one now.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-12T11:15:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T15:17:21Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T15:18:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i just re-found these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onfinite.three10.com/libraries/display.php?lid=1356&amp;amp;d=294ba24a12c3509e06cb239ce1edd916" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and this guy rocked out to the cure at the magic stick years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what the fuck happend to this bitch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v38/pinkscab/laurashan.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAURA&lt;br /&gt;i miss your fucking ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking old school dude. i dont even think i was 18 in these pictures&lt;br /&gt;and im 20 now&lt;br /&gt;oh boy how the time flys by when your doing shit with your life</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-12T10:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T14:48:03Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i think im gana start using this thing again.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe i should think of a new lj name, becuase i pretty much cant stand d_lovley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id go back to ohsodelovley, but the dates are all fucked up in that one. gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyyyyyyways. im going out for coffee today with snackpants&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;even though the day looks sick and gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;please come out to play&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; shan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april 16th is my girls birthday. &lt;br /&gt;i want to take her out and do soemthing cute&lt;br /&gt;but what?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;actually shed be taking me out,and id be telling her where to go&lt;br /&gt;becuase im a loser.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-11T21:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T01:56:24Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T01:56:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ok i forgot to say..&lt;br /&gt;that ive been growing my hair out like crazy&lt;br /&gt;and ive gone through some of the uglyiest hair phases ive ever been through. EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its almost...AAAAAAAAALLLLLLLMMMMMOOOOOOOOST. not quite but almost to the length that i want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im -- this close to cutting it all off becuase im already bored with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know if i do it i'll regret it like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;but if i dont, its going to drive me insane until i crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll post pictures tomarrow i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and this just in. im attempting to listen to this hear sean paul cd.&lt;br /&gt;and the only fun songs he has are the ones on the radio. the rest are horrible and make me want to play in traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-04-11T21:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-12T01:47:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-12T01:47:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i fucking hate the gazzel.&lt;br /&gt;i hate it more than life itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but since i didnt do my workout earlier today because i went up to the college instead.. i have to do it now.. at 9:43... after i just downloaded the sean paul cd.. dont ask me why.&lt;br /&gt;but his new song makes me want to shake my butt and quite frankly i just couldnt help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. taylor did amazing tonight. and watching him swivle his hips is my porno. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and if these hoes in the ATL... aka heather and shane dont stop this taylor bashing... im gana have to give them a bashing when i get into their city. &lt;br /&gt;after their hugs and stuff but they'll get it. and it wont be pretty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah and im going to alkaline trio with felicia and her micheal.&lt;br /&gt;im excited beucase in the last year i havent gone out of the house to do anything.. anything at all.. but perhaps get drunk and pass out in a laundry basket here and there... because i cant handle my boose anymore.</content>
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    <title>d_lovley @ 2006-03-29T20:59:00</title>
    <published>2006-03-30T01:58:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-30T01:58:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">whyyyyyyyyyyyyy</content>
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