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  <title>kasten</title>
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    <name>kasten</name>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:56954</id>
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    <title>How to become a millionaire!</title>
    <published>2004-02-20T04:26:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-20T04:26:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">No education necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to start.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:56788</id>
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    <title>kasten, WANT TO PLEASE THE LADIES???..</title>
    <published>2003-12-18T01:13:33Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-18T01:13:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">finals. flu. sick. 4.5 papers left to write by this friday.  no time.  hoping to get hit by a car.  do you have a car?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:56399</id>
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    <title>im starting a band called "nice order"</title>
    <published>2003-11-24T00:04:52Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-24T00:04:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">not really.   so the show went well,  a lot of people came, no one hit me, i didnt get food poisoning and everyone was in a good mood.  Chaos came, and P tried to come.  I went to NYC yesterday and saw the design show at the Cooper-Hewitt and tried not to get pushed off the Guggenheim. Do you think they have a suicide management team?  It was really fun, michael came to meet me with flowers and a new haircut and we had weak martinis. my week was too busy .  i have too much work. bass.  Im going home for thanksgiving, and m is coming with me.  food and cats and family sounds nice right now, but who's going to write my paper? here it is again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:56197</id>
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    <title>i want a diamond ring</title>
    <published>2003-11-14T05:43:25Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-14T05:43:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">nothing is different.  business.  emotions.  appointments. electronics.  quality alone time.  I was hanging out yesterday just waiting for death when on I decided to put a LOT of new art up on my site, &lt;a href="http://www.artinjury.com/"&gt;http://www.artinjury.com/&lt;/a&gt; go look.  There is an opening for a class show on the 20th, thats next thrusday.. On the Nude.  If you want to go email me, and ill send you the time and directions, but be warned .. my painting is "disturbing" and even more disturbing because .. the guys in the photos are real.  I cant explain it.  petting web cats and tired of being a poor student. its like wanting what you've got.  but i just dont get it.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:55970</id>
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    <title>dear diary</title>
    <published>2003-11-05T04:26:30Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-05T04:26:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I spent halloween and the weekend in philadelphia with michael.  he, mat and i dressed up and went to a party that his friends were having. no one died, and we took some photos before we went out :: &lt;a href="http://www.artinjury.com/halloween/"&gt;http://www.artinjury.com/halloween/&lt;/a&gt;  eating and drinking too much.  we went to the philadelphia art museum where he took this picture of me &lt;a href="http://www.artinjury.com/fashion.jpg"&gt;http://www.artinjury.com/fashion.jpg&lt;/a&gt; we ate at the best fancy mexican restaurant ever, and had sweet nailpolishremover tequila. last weekend I finished a new painting!  Its pretty scary..  auto erotic men make swimsuit models. Its for a class im taking that is about the Nude in art.  Ill put a picture of it up on artinjury when our show opens,  its R rated, but just as scary as any G movie.  I hope no one's dirty uncle has me arrested.  this week, ive got more work than you can hang yourself ok?  puppies.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:55696</id>
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    <title>im all fags and bitches</title>
    <published>2003-10-09T23:06:24Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-09T23:06:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">m is coming!  not to be bitter , but . get this, last night at like midnight,  the berklee guys downstairs were playing some kind of steve miller power noise fusion band.  then they yelled and banged on the ceiling like i was bothering them, but i was working on some logos, not even listening to music.  so i went down there to see what their problem was they already had their door open and this short guy was just standing there with a 40 waiting for me.  they denied banging on my ceiling, saying that they couldn't reach it, called me a bitch, and shut the door.  i was like, what just happened??   good luck with that career in music thing.  they can suck a fuck. what is up with my neighbors?   I guess its what i get for living in the fens.  but anyway, yah, m is coming, for a week!  and we're going to see interpol,  typical. take me out! take me out! rags and riches.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:55342</id>
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    <title>give me back my legions, please.</title>
    <published>2003-10-03T23:16:14Z</published>
    <updated>2003-10-03T23:16:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i made a purse!  &lt;a href="http://www.artinjury.com/other/purse.html"&gt;http://www.artinjury.com/other/purse.html&lt;/a&gt; go look!  i know, its funny, and i cant sew, but it was for school, and doesnt quite look like crap. Im going to providence to hang out with &lt;span class='ljuser  ljuser-name_thepinnacle' lj:user='thepinnacle' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://thepinnacle.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://thepinnacle.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;thepinnacle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow!  that will be good because i havnt seen him in forever and it will be cool to get the hell out of boston for a little.  Its getting cold, i hate that. lets go to mexico.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:55065</id>
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    <title>i understand  an  a t i v a n</title>
    <published>2003-09-29T04:36:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-29T04:36:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">had a good weekend cake and messed up hair and love and walking at night.  i joined steve madden's airforce and we saw lost in translation. this morning michael and i were woken up by some guy screaming "smoke your fucking cigarettes and get lung cancer.  you fucking queer! you fucking queer!!  ahh!!" over and over again he kept screaming this in the alley.  theres something to leave you wondering for the rest of the day.  im excited about doing something, anything.  im even excited about my dentists appointment tomorrow. excited about my band, and this new song, excited about staging my own death. good morning tranquilizers.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:55033</id>
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    <title>like,   yeah.</title>
    <published>2003-09-25T00:24:54Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-25T00:24:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Ive been good and bad, but mainly busy. I went to the park with my friend chinyin the other day 'cause she needed to write about something,  we sat by the WWII memorial under the solemn angel statue.  there were some really cute dogs running around, and loud geese. this teen age couple was nervously making out behind us.  a woman kept chasing around her dog that wouldn't obey her.  then these 4 people came out of nowhere and stood right next to where we were sitting.  there was a guy with a blue air force uniform on, and a girl in a short puffy white dress and white heels, they were with this older looking woman, and younger women with a video camera, all dressed really formally.  they looked really weird,  especially when i realized that they were being married.  no lie, the older woman made them hold hands and married them while their friend video taped it.  I couldnt stop staring, and neither could the strung out homeless guy who was standing at the memorial podium.  partway into the ... ceremony..   that womans dog came running up, and she came running after it, yelling at it to stop eating dog shit.  there was also this foreign guy who was sitting in a tree and talking on a cell phone really loud. seemed like a bad place to get married, but they were married, kissed, and started taking wedding photos.  this weird looking man with a giant cape, boots, and a whip tied to his belt asked if they needed someone to take their photo, but they said no.  then they ended by taking a photo of themselves kissing on the actual war memorial. (keep in mind, this guy is in the military) then they left and there was this big dog fight and &lt;a href="http://www.artinjury.com/paintings/nudeman.html"&gt;this man&lt;/a&gt; walked by, did some business with another man in the bushes, and came out and asked us for the time.  pretty weird right?   anyway, its almost the weekend , my roommate took off, and michael will be here  so we can.  be like,  yeah. (!)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:54712</id>
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    <title>this is an open bar test</title>
    <published>2003-09-17T17:55:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-17T17:55:53Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hot in my apartment. I graduated from bartending class sunday!!  who wants a sapphire martini straight up with a kiss and a twist,  rocks on the side?  nobody does. but still, Im going to get a job, hopefully someplace good.  any ideas?  nobody.   lacunae is sounding so good, im kind of amazed.  something happens. cleaning / working / wondering about the weekend</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:54304</id>
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    <title>someone please kill bruce springsteen</title>
    <published>2003-09-06T23:52:02Z</published>
    <updated>2003-09-06T23:52:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">no need to mention how its been a while since ive written, 'cause its now normal.  im in fall classes now, still in the fenway.  michael moved to philadelphia and i got to visit him for a while which was really good.  went to manray and said goodbye to jamie, who's off to england.  so now, im left here to do all that something that i had to do.  somebody get me out of here!  i want to dance to old madonna. i want a salty dog.  I want to do it again.   Ive been tricked into a good mood.</content>
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    <title>i accidentally drank some ink</title>
    <published>2003-08-12T21:05:45Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-12T21:05:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you think thats ok right?</content>
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    <title>don't bother</title>
    <published>2003-08-05T00:56:47Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-05T15:15:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i want someone who wants me more than anyone else.  i want someone who's really here.  i know its greedy, but i push away everything else. i know.  really</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:53644</id>
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    <title>stop making sense</title>
    <published>2003-08-02T18:38:36Z</published>
    <updated>2003-08-02T18:38:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey, look:: lacunae got some nice words from this british designer at &lt;a href="http://www.mccoy.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.mccoy.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt; . i cant wait to receive.  so..   thursday night was boston's first flash mob held in harvard square.  if you dont know what a flash mob is, go find out, because its really interesting, and they seem to be happening everywhere.  the boston mob could have been better because no one really followed the instructions they were given including me.  the crowd was supposed to be eerily quiet, but it was clear that that wasnt going to happen.  still, a ton of people showed up.  Its just so nice that such a purely nonsensical event can draw a huge crowd, newspaper articles, and live television coverage.  anyway, the best coverage of the mob is &lt;a href="http://www.bradleysalmanac.com/2003_07_01_archive.htm#%20%20%20%20%20%20%20%20105970875226689547"&gt;here at brad's site&lt;/a&gt;!  i spent all of yesterday with michael, he leaves soon, sad about that.  &lt;a href="http://www.artinjury.com/photos/km.html"&gt;here are two photos we took in the dark&lt;/a&gt; .what to do with today?  inkwash</content>
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    <title>eating vegetarian in texas</title>
    <published>2003-07-31T00:46:05Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-31T00:46:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had a good time visiting texas, m's family was really nice to me.  the kitty there was very friendly.  drove around, had too much to eat, too much to drink, hung around, heard people say y'all a lot, and didnt catch on fire.  I dont think i even hoped that i would catch on fire, which makes this texas trip a bit better than my last one. i finished a new painting, its up at &lt;a href="http://www.artinjury.com"&gt;http://www.artinjury.com&lt;/a&gt;  its the old naked man next to the magenta couch focused on his own crotch.  thank god thats over.</content>
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    <title>happy</title>
    <published>2003-07-18T04:38:07Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-18T04:38:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today i today i today i.  i finished reading the graphic novel "cages" by dave mckean, a birthday gift from michael. Im not usually into comics, and ive never read a graphic novel before, but It was sooo good.  amazing.  its about 500 pages of illustration, and a great story.  it made me feel really happy. i want to live in there.  it ended in such an adorably perfect way.  i was sad i guess, and i started crying and crying and felt like i needed some sort of contact with the outside world, so i was crying more and looking for my phone, and i knocked over my lemonade. lemonade everywhere.  its one of those things i guess. i also got a birthday gift from pimple in the mail, its a full tarot deck he designed for me, im very lucky!  i did a reading on myself and it said ill find success if i follow my passions. my passion right at the moment seems to be anything but writing this 10 page paper thats due tomorrow. id rather lay here lay here lay here fall asleep listening to new order and draw people all day tomorrow at a cafe.</content>
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    <title>imaginary time</title>
    <published>2003-07-10T19:35:31Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-10T19:35:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i went to manray last night, by accident.  mmmm+i went to see calla and charlene play , which was really really good, but we didnt see the last band 'cause i talked him into going to manray, by accident.  even so, i woke up, (no thanks to me) and did a presentation this morning.  m&amp;m s &amp; i are going to philadelphia this weekend, they are looking for apartments and Im looking for trouble. not that kind of trouble, the other kind.  leave tomorrow morning.  my life makes for a really non violent comic book.</content>
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    <title> kasten found it at the liquor store</title>
    <published>2003-07-09T03:11:35Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-09T03:11:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">its too hot. really, too hot.  i hate it.  i dont have an air conditioner.  do you hear me???  well.  so, those links to the music that ive done with pimple and venomkid are useless now, but im not trying to fool you, they moved here &lt;a href="http://www.acidplanet.com/artist.asp?songs=197156&amp;T=2436"&gt;http://www.acidplanet.com/artist.asp?songs=197156&amp;T=2436&lt;/a&gt; .  we've begun working on a project together. &amp;gt;&amp;gt;lacunae&amp;lt;&amp;lt;  I just recorded a lot of tangled useless nothings, and will mail them out to p tomorrow, im very pleased. it drives me off the passover.  had a good weekend &lt;stop&gt;  michael and i were hanging out on the 4th and we ran out into the fens in time to see the fireworks,  which were really pretty.  the rest of the night felt like a warzone. yesterday after the dentist i was in an ativan haze and sat by the reflecting pool at the christian science center and drank my soy drink and thought about jumping in.  i deceded what i really want in life is &lt;a href="http://store.apple.com/1-800-MY-APPLE/WebObjects/AppleStore.woa/71807/wo/xy6jPrRixALP3jkphyxM33QBG9P/0.0.7.1.0.5.21.1.3.1.3.0.0.1.0"&gt;THIS&lt;/a&gt;! its serious.   skipping class and taking 12 showers a day.  remembering and forgetting. hawking. strangers. air conditioned coffee shops. i need someone else to calm me down. i need to wake up.</content>
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    <title>today</title>
    <published>2003-07-02T02:55:01Z</published>
    <updated>2003-07-02T02:59:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">with a sadness that saturates every corner of my spirit and drags me unwillingly through life, i refill the icecube tray. Im crippled by my unattainable dreams, and left to drown in my own hopeless and weeping whirlpool of misery as i feed the hamsters.  they are so cute.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:52003</id>
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    <title>i vaguely feel you by looking over your eyes through your picture and hear you through voice mailbox</title>
    <published>2003-06-25T20:45:27Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-25T20:45:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">thats an exact quote from a box of stationary michael and i found in chinatown montreal..  its like they can read my mind  ### so,  a few years ago i sent a weird tape that i recorded to &lt;a href="http://www.headtraumatreatment.com/"&gt;pimple&lt;/a&gt;. pimple sent it back to me completely changed, and I sent it to &lt;a href="http://www.venomkids.com"&gt;venom kid&lt;/a&gt; who changed it again, its pretty cute.  and, its &lt;a href="http://www.venomkids.com/steadyhands/mux.htm"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; in mp3 form. go go go.  my fav. is #2.  otherwise, its very hot, and i think ill be stuck to the bed for the rest of the night.  !</content>
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    <title>fight happiness</title>
    <published>2003-06-22T21:41:10Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-22T21:41:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Its raining like it wants us all to drown.  really beautiful.  im inside and need to finish reading this book today.  its just id rather walk with my broken umbrella till i fall of this city.  where are my thunderstorms? just then i heard thunder, real thunder.  i had a good birthday weekend,  michael and i went out to eat a lot,  I had the best dish Ive possibly ever had at this place called the elephant walk, it was so good i felt like maybe i should never eat again.  then last night we went to my favorite indian restaurant.  its unbearable not to have the everything. impasse. Im listening to 80s music on some terrible plastic speakers ive sewn into a purse.  im going to start it, so stick to me.</content>
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    <title>think outside of the kasten</title>
    <published>2003-06-20T06:13:22Z</published>
    <updated>2003-06-20T06:13:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just remembered i have a livejournal!  (lie)  ive just been lazy about it, you know,,  so, its summer, i got through the semester, only to start summer classes.  michael and i went to vermont and then montreal, which was fun, I got a new tattoo and made two cute friends who Im trying not to post pictures of.  ive been doing a lot of art for school, and trying to work on a painting series for myself..  I dont understand how i can be so busy always, it never ends..  and if it did,  what the hell would i do.  i like laying.  I went to see electric 6 on monday, it was intense. today is my birthday.  happy birthday kasten!  I am 23, and my life is spiraling slightly sideways into some unhappy part of the ocean.  I love. love.  I got a new ipod for my birthday, it makes me jealous of myself. my goals for the summer are to make a's in my classes, paint a lot, keep things clean, and refine my kill self.  special powers. i cant wait for something i cant remember. tomorrow im going to read until i feel ok ,  then later go out for dinner , drink and be merry, and do what i please.  dont let me go missing.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:51271</id>
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    <title>pay.</title>
    <published>2003-05-15T07:36:58Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-15T07:36:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am done with everything.  I am leaving for a week.  michael and i are going to montreal, and who knows .  I saw the matrix tonight, it was really good, but I wanted more, of you know.  and less of, yeah.  Ive made a decision tonight.  and i dont care what happens.  I feel it in my fingers and i feel it  all over the people at my feet.  So quickly, I dont care.  Ill be waiting to leave.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:51060</id>
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    <title>crazy people are right on</title>
    <published>2003-05-12T00:42:03Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-12T00:42:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my neighborhood is full of really weird people.   I walked to the store and saw the man that looks like patric stewart's evil villain twin dressed in black.  he came into the 7/11 after me all silent, serious, and scowling.  when i was in back of him in line, i noticed that he had two very pretty real diamond earrings, at least , i imagine that they are real.  he bought a package of pink cotten candy.  then i saw the man that throws up in the garden banging on the window trying to talk to the cashier.  finally he comes in grinning and laughing  and asks her to come out because someone wants to shoot her, he says that jack or something has a brand new pistol.  The cashier lady looks nervous and says no, then the guy calls out the door "do you hear that jack?  she says she doesnt want to be shot!"  He goes away laughing and when i leave he's out there with someone squirting people with a super soaker type gun.  strangers.  I avoided them walking back, but then as i was almost to my building, there was this guy walking very slowly, looking pained, and when i got close to him he stopped walking completely, smiled and said "HI!"  and just stood there till i walked by.  maybe he hoped that i was one of his relatives or something. very positively insane.  but, its a nice place to live, weirdos included, its cute.  I went to a show last night with michael and jamie and mat, it was fun.  i drank too much!!!!  as usual.  I cant wait for the mini vacation.  i cant wait to lay on the rocks at the waterfront. i cant wait for you know what.  you know.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:robotkasten:50803</id>
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    <title>call to action</title>
    <published>2003-05-08T03:38:26Z</published>
    <updated>2003-05-08T03:38:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">blank sweet days, i feel summer coming.  I saw this old man walking the cutest little chihuahua dog today.  I was going to tell him he had the cutest dog, but then he bent over and picked up a cigarette butt off the sidewalk..  whats that about ?  I want a chihuahua dog so bad, how can i get one??  ill do anything. Oh my golly.  Oh my golly.   I think what I really need now is a pro-active environment that prevents me from injuring myself and discourages me from wandering.  Cant wait for the things to come.  Ephedra high kisses white backs of necks wet in a rainstorm.  I want a new drug.  I want soaked pavement and bad ideas.  I want understanding looks from strangers.  I want white skin drowning  in dirty water.  i want to walk home drunk and alone.  I want to break in to your apartment and breathe in the air that you exhaled.  I want you to starve me.  I want to go shopping.</content>
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