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  <title>That&apos;s Nurse Jen to you!</title>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2002 05:12:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ok love is grand</title>
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  <description>An Update on the Dating Status............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer looking for Mr. Right .... I have found him. &lt;br /&gt;I have been talking to Chris for awhile now and we are in Love. &lt;br /&gt;He is so sweet and special. He is great with the kids and loves them as much as he loves me. Chris came over this weekend, the kids asked him to hook up their N-64, he had to switch the Televisions around got everything hooked up and then spent the day teaching Mike how to play his new game. &lt;br /&gt;After dinner Kay and Chris both sat on the couch watching cartoons and talking about wich ones were the best and why. &lt;br /&gt;I sent him to the store this morning for Maple Flavor he came back with Vanilla. I just laughed as he just turned around and left to go back for another try. &lt;br /&gt;He is so very patient with my children it is nice to see them interact so well. &lt;br /&gt;He has a five year old himself and I can&apos;t wait to meet him. We decided to wait a while before I met his son. Actually it was more like his ex-wife and he decided, but oh well that is ok with me. I am able to see how he deals with my children and I have talked to his son numerous times. He and my son are only 2 months apart and they are both so much alike. Anyway just wanted to give everyone a heads up on the new development in my life. Hope things are going well for all.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 19 Feb 2002 05:01:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ok Kayla wanted to make a post!</title>
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  <description>I love you mom  love kayla and  michael  HAPPY  VALINTIMES  DAY  !!!!!!!!!!!.PS.we are doing better in school.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2002 05:54:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>um ow much?</title>
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  <description>I helped my friend paint today, this afternoon and my shoulder is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to take this superhero quiz, take a hot shower, then look for someone to chat with.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 21 Jan 2002 04:57:57 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Just some thoughts....</title>
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  <description>I was going to look at my friends list and accidentally saw Hil&apos;s...but I read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/talkpost.bml?itemid=20884145&quot;&gt;And I saw this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Hilary knows her well, but I wanted to pass along this entry because this is what I wanted to say today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilary is on her date, and who knows what time she will be back - *pout*.  I have another date tomorrow night with a man named Russ.  He is 34; maybe him being older will help it work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It if funny because as soon as I started dating other people and decided to stop chasing after Jon, he is jealous and is upset about my dating.  Enough to make a commitment?  Of course not.  Commitment must be the most evil word in the world to men, and then they end up very alone and wondering where their happiness went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I like that post.  Live for today, geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know what I will do about Jon or Russ or whatever.  But I am going to have fun figuring it out :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2002 05:09:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Ok now that the hosting site is working again....</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/hilderbee/&quot;&gt;Hil&lt;/a&gt; took pics of me too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they turned out pretty good!  I know a certain guy in Ohio that is gonna be so turned on...oh no no no....NOT the one with his head up his ass...*snort* (you know I am kidding, right Tad?)...but I have a guy in Ohio too...what are the odds of THAT???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p5d0ab59893ef1edb6aa207d0aba339e9/fdff7d62.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p2628f9728e03d1974f105dab15458c22/fdff7d63.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p08af870e871217cfb66f3b0500aae113/fdff7d64.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p5453a342c484f34479a56cb08a8b7771/fdff7ed4.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/p1459c622fa93ab5dc80839ed31757cf7/fdff7ed6.jpg&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid28/peec3213f966770ff77c17fc8de1ecd79/fdff7ed5.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 15 Jan 2002 04:23:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>many faces of who else but mememememememe!</title>
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  <description>LOOK AT THIS NEW ICON THAT &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_hilderbee&apos; lj:user=&apos;hilderbee&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://hilderbee.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://hilderbee.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;hilderbee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MADE FOR ME!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2002 00:25:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>We need your help!!!</title>
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  <description>ok.... Hil and I are arguing over Who the culprit was who made us sick. I thought &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/silversurfer/&quot;&gt;Jamie&lt;/a&gt;  wounld never make me sick. He just wouldn&apos;t do that to me. And she thinks that her &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/demonweasel/&quot;&gt;loverboy&lt;/a&gt; would never make he sick because he loves her just way too much.  So all of you what do you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/poll/?id=15907&quot;&gt;View Poll: Who brought the bug?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2002 05:18:11 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey Here is a Good Joke!</title>
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  <description>I got this joke from a guy I went out with last night. I thought it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman takes a lover during the day while&lt;br /&gt;her husband is at work. Her 9 year old son comes home&lt;br /&gt;unexpectedly, sees them and hides in the bedroom&lt;br /&gt;closet to watch.&lt;br /&gt;The woman&apos;s husband also comes home. She&lt;br /&gt;puts her lover in the closet, not realizing that&lt;br /&gt;the little boy is in  there already.&lt;br /&gt;The little boy says, &quot;Dark in here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The man says, &quot;Yes, it is.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; Boy - &quot;I have a baseball.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; Man - &quot;That&apos;s nice.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; Boy - &quot;Want to buy it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Man - &quot;No, thanks.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; Boy - &quot;My dad&apos;s outside.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; Man - &quot;OK, how much?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Boy - &quot;$250&quot;&lt;br /&gt; In the next few weeks, it happens again that the&lt;br /&gt;boy and the lover are  in the closet together.&lt;br /&gt; Boy - &quot;Dark in here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Man - &quot;Yes, it is.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Boy - &quot;I have a baseball glove.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; The lover remembering the&lt;br /&gt;last time, asks the boy,&lt;br /&gt; &quot;How much?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Boy - &quot;$750&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Man - &quot;Fine.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; A few days later, the father says to the boy,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Grab your glove, let&apos;s go outside and have a game of catch.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The boy says, &quot;I can&apos;t, I&lt;br /&gt;sold my baseball and my glove.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The father asks, &quot;How much&lt;br /&gt;did you sell them for?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Boy -&quot;$1,000&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The father says, &quot;That&apos;s terrible to overcharge&lt;br /&gt;your friends like that...that is way more than&lt;br /&gt;those two things cost. I&apos;m going to take you to&lt;br /&gt;church and make you confess.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; They go to the church and the father makes the&lt;br /&gt;little boy sit in the confession booth and he&lt;br /&gt;closes the door.&lt;br /&gt;The boy says, &quot;Dark in here.&quot;&lt;br /&gt; The priest says, &quot;Don&apos;t&lt;br /&gt;start that shit again&quot;.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2002 03:36:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey Hil</title>
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  <description>What is it that you need from me.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2002 17:54:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hey Everyone</title>
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  <description>Happy New Year 2002</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2001 21:22:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My spirit Animal</title>
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  <description>&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.astral-eclypse.com/tests/wolf.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Spirit Animal is the Wolf!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;Cycle of Power: Year Round - Full Moons - Twilight&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;Center&quot;&gt;Aspects: Guardianship, Loyalty, Leadership, Ritual and Spirit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php3?client=SpiritAnimal&quot;&gt; Click here&lt;br /&gt;to discover your spirit animal!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;Center&quot;&gt;This test made by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/celtic_shamanes/&quot;&gt;Celtic_Shamanes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2001 21:09:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Well Hil only cause you asked me to!!!! And I have nothing better to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love means never having to...: go to bed angry&lt;br /&gt;That&apos;s how the cookie...: gets stolen out of the cookie jar&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are...: thats where I am not.....(only for a particular person)&lt;br /&gt;If you can&apos;t sing....: let someone else sing it for you PLEASE&lt;br /&gt;Faking it is....: always fun but can&apos;t last forever &lt;br /&gt;Women ain&apos;t nuthin but.....: a box of chocolates never know what to expect when biting into them.&lt;br /&gt;Men are....: confusing the Hell out of me &lt;br /&gt;Whip me, beat me, call me....: George.&lt;br /&gt;Women know.....: Everything&lt;br /&gt;Men know....: how to confuse women &lt;br /&gt;Ride me, you big....: sexy man&lt;br /&gt;color me....: happy theres a seat in here for two&lt;br /&gt;Hilary is completely....: off her rocker at times and totally the best friend I have ever had&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks and then you...: get a new one &lt;br /&gt;Life is just a dream when you...: find a new love &lt;br /&gt;The early bird catches....: the midnight train out of town&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re gonna play with the big boys, you better be able to....: play hard and play fast&lt;br /&gt;Be true to yourself and you&apos;ll....: accomplish anything&lt;br /&gt;If you&apos;re gonna run with the night owls you better be able to....: fly fast&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is lonelier than...: losing a friend &lt;br /&gt;Music is....: the best form of expressing yourself&lt;br /&gt;There is nothing without....: a nice warm chocolate chip cookie out of the oven...... I don&apos;t want to get all mushy and say true love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go Hil bye bye</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2001 20:28:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>OMG</title>
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  <description>I actually did it right I am so proud of myself. Hilly look at prev post. I did it</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2001 20:27:10 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>this is my new years resolution or so they say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://users.rcn.com/leviadams/revolution.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the &lt;a href=&quot;http://users.rcn.com/leviadams/quiz.htm&quot;&gt;What Should Your New Year&apos;s Resolution Be?&lt;/a&gt; Quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 31 Dec 2001 03:14:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Happy Birthday</title>
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  <description>Happy Birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Playboy Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to you!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope it is a great one.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Dec 2001 19:08:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sorry for the leave of abscense!</title>
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  <description>Ok I know I probably just spelled that wrong but I don&apos;t care right now. I didn&apos;t want to post earlier because I didn&apos;t want to ruin anyone elses Holiday season with my depression, but I feel I have to post something now. I just can&apos;t keep everything inside forever. &lt;br /&gt;On the 19th of December (my older sisters birthday) my grandmother died at the age of 75. I was to go there and see her that afternoon but I picked up Eddie at the bus station and had my nails done. (thinking only of myself of course). When I got home I had a message from my little sister to call. I went to the phone and dialed the number, my brother answered, I gave him some smart ass remark about sleeping in and giving him a bad time when he told me that grandma had died.  Everyone in my family was at work. My dad works as a postman and they were unable to contact him, as it was his mother. Bu the time he was informed they had already removed the body and he had to wait to see his mother for the last time. He went the next day to see her but they had done nothing to the body preparation wise. My grandfatherr told him there would be no funeral  no memorial or anything to allow for any closure for any of us. She had been in a nursing home for many years and all of her friends were dead. So he had decided to have her creamated and her ashes to be spread over the sea.  The children including myself were very hurt by this thought that we would have to hold these feelings in and never let them out. We spoke to my father about this and we all decided to have a private family get together this Saturday to remember our grandmother. This has now also been post-poned once again due to my father becoming ill with the flu. So I am left wondering if I will ever habe closure on this one. I was always taught to keep my feelings to myself and build a brick wall whenever they were to come to the surface, but this time I am unable to. This is the first time I have cried in ages, I am no longer able to hold back the tears. &lt;br /&gt;As for my Christmas it was lonely and almost unbearable. I was with my sister and her family that day but it still was not the same. I didn&apos;t have my children here or my best friend to help me through this difficult time. I tried many times to contact my children that day, which was also Kaylas birthday, but in the end I failed. I have spoken to them 2 times since Christmas but from what I hear Christmas was not good for them either. Fighting between brother and sister, father and girlfriend. That is not the type of Christmas a child needs. I miss my children dearly and wish for their safe return home soon. This is the first christmas I have had without them. It was very difficult.&lt;br /&gt;So here I sit alone in front of the computer trying to get all of the feelings out that I have trapped inside. Many other things have gone wrong since that day but I will not continue. My rambling is done. I am going to go lay down and take a nap as I am not feeling really well. &lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for anyone reading this post. It is not my intevtion to make you feel depressed or sad for me but to hope that you take this post into light and be truely grateful for what you have. For those of you that have children, hold them tight and never let go as I hope you never have to spen Christmas without them.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2001 05:33:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>hello</title>
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  <description>Hilary we need to talk now!!!!!!!!! I hope you get this soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2001 05:23:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>HappyBirthday To You</title>
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  <description>&lt;div class=&apos;ljparseerror&apos;&gt;[&lt;b&gt;Error:&lt;/b&gt; Irreparable invalid markup (&apos;&amp;lt;color=red&amp;gt;&apos;) in entry.  Owner must fix manually.  Raw contents below.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;width: 95%; overflow: auto&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;color=red&amp;gt;Happy Birthday To You Wiccakid!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2001 19:00:20 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT!!!</title>
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  <description>I just want to say for &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/demonweasel/&quot;&gt;those&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/roxybear/&quot;&gt;of&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/heidileigh/&quot;&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; who really care....ahem, *I* am holding Hil&apos;s plane tickets....let&apos;s just say that after she got her final paycheck in the mail yesterday and spent an hour trying to find where she put it....I sequestered the tickets and they are mine til Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an entry about Jon but I gotta run downstairs to pee first!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2001 04:50:18 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Um heard of the BCC feature, much?</title>
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  <description>Hahahahaha...so I met another guy online....and we seemed to hit it off...but I got this email from him tonight...here is what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To: &lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;jennifer Dawsenn &lt;/font&gt;(jennifer_dxxxxxx@hotmail.com), &quot;&lt;b&gt;Jennifer Canter (bebagirl74@yahoo.com)&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll be in yahoo messanger to night, Im looking forward to talking with you more.  (insert pic of a rose here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt; okay prize goes to the first person who can tell me what is wroooong with this picture???&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Dec 2001 21:49:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Two kids down, one to go!</title>
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  <description>LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the kids flew off this morning - they were cute and excited.  I was sad to see them go, but I know they are going to have a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, here I sit at work, sleepy as hell I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Groan, still have no Christmas plans, as my other &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/hilderbee/&quot;&gt;kid&lt;/a&gt; is leaving Tuesady!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I should make some or just sit and home in my pj&apos;s and relax?</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2001 14:36:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Imperfections!</title>
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  <description>What a lousy place this world would be if everyone were truly perfect and beautiful like those fake boob bimbos in Baywatch land.  Does anyone NOT realize that those kind of girls hardly exist in real life?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real woman has character.  She may have a scar from where she fell down on her bike as a kid, hair that does not always look perfect, because she is worried about more important things, and then todays topic, extra meat on her bones because somewhere in life, there was a depression or illness that helped to control this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for my &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/hilderbee/&quot;&gt;best friend&lt;/a&gt;, or for anyone else out there who really has insecurities and needs an ass kicking, or hell, even wants to give one.  No one is perfect, nor will they be.  A persons beauty is truly measured by what is in their heart.  I have never seen such a fire and a glow that radiates from inside as one that does from my best friend.  She usually exudes confidence and sexiness, no matter what size she is.  Yet if I have to go through ONE more night of &quot;I am fat; I am not going&quot;, I will kick her arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People will love you for who you are if they truly do love you.  No one shallow enough to care about the small shit like that should enter into another persons world anyhow.  And if they don&apos;t love you because of that, well then fuck them.  I don&apos;t mean that towards Tad at all - this is more general and stuff.  For everyone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night just really frustrated me, and I chalk it up to PMS for sure on her part, but I sat there and looked at someone, who when I look at her, all I see is cutness and humor - and listened to her go on and on about her fat ass.  But ya know - this seems to be natural when meeting people for the first time, and after a long talk last night, yes she is still going and yes she really does *know* in her head that she is not some random jabba girl.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to be scared to meet the one thing you want the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Does anyone else have insecurities like this?  Ones that eat at you even though in your head you are usually like &quot;fuck it anyway&quot;?  I would love to hear stories!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is generally about the way I dress and look because I am more of a down to earth mother type.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2001 17:32:22 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Interesting...</title>
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  <description>Theoretically, this is odd to me, but I just have to say it...just weird random thoughts about my best friend, and I know I talk about Hilary a damn lot, but get over it...lol!  What else do I know ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay she is the sweet and sour, I tell you....points to illustrate a fact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sweet:&lt;/b&gt;  This &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/demonweasel/&quot;&gt;mister&lt;/a&gt; must be really lucky.  He is the most flirty thing around - and do you know that &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/users/hilderbee/&quot;&gt;she&lt;/a&gt; never gets bothered by it at all?  I mean, never?  Of course, hrm - she is quite a flirt bug too, but it is just so odd to me how even though their whole relationship is a Long Distance one, they are very secure with each other.  I wonder how in the hell that works.  I mean, I was worried that it meant he did not care about her at all, but I am starting to understand now that really Hilary is just super easy going about the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sour:&lt;/b&gt;  Hehehehehe!  Hilary &lt;b&gt;hates&lt;/b&gt; the neighbor chick, who just came over by the way.  Ernestine is one of those people that talks ONLY about herself and her son.  You could say something about global warming, and she would start into a cacophony of smush about how cute CJ is.  Hilary has literally taken to growling at her.  Ha ha ha!  Last night we were watching &quot;What Women Want&quot;, and we were all fine and laughing, then Ernestine comes over, in the MIDDLE of the movie and just starts yapping....you hear Hilary make this noise somewhat like....&quot;mrrppph&quot;.  Now when she sees her coming, she high tales it to the bedroom...hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, anyone else have any good sweet and sour stories about their best friends?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2001 16:57:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Kitchy Kitchy ya ya tataaaaaa....</title>
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  <description>Okay damn Hil and her girls that wear glasses thing lately...here we gooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.livejournal.com/poll/?id=12914&quot;&gt;View Poll: It is all about the sex appeal!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Dec 2001 16:27:27 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Huh.....</title>
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  <description>Well my paid account expires today.  However, I guess it is no big deal because I am not really as into having one.  But oh geez - I forgot, the slowness of the server.  Argh - well most of you are on Hil&apos;s list too, so I will just check from there or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here begins day 3 of no smoking.  *sigh*  Hil is doing a LOT better at it than I am but that is because she has better long-term willpower than I do.  I have been fine til this point, but now I want to smoke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was pretty tame, just the whole working and relaxing thing.  My son has turned into a kyper.  He takes household items and stashes them in his top drawer, like we don&apos;t all know.  I get so angry that stuff is missing.  Hil has a way of getting it out of him, like by saying &quot;mike, can I borrow a flashlight&quot; - then he feels like the big man for loaning it out....*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thinking about Christmas and what I am going to do.  I have no clue whatsoever yet.  Hrm, gotta work.</description>
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