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  <title>Hey, its your feet....</title>
  <subtitle>Long time no see</subtitle>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-05-18T18:04:00</title>
    <published>2005-05-18T22:08:08Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So I saw this gigantesco fish yesterday. Reminded me of the fish from doug that ate mr. dink's wallet. I still cant believe how big it was. It wasn't like a shark or anything but for a regular fish, still large. If I were stuck on an island, it would be the fish I'd dream of catching. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Bart and I enjoyed a game of murphy's law in lab yesterday. It got pretty rediculous when teach had to break out an industrial blow torch. I dont even think we finished the lab but oh well.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cuddlescbear:14766</id>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-04-28T20:47:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-29T00:51:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-29T03:54:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">why is the president talking right now? Is there an election coming up? Its my understanding that people only care about politics once every four years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the o.c. isnt on Ill just talk about how they nailed high school parties. They brilliantly captured the bouncers at the door, how people ring the door bell and how people bring chips and not raid the cabinets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was given a certificate for being nominated for some chemistry award by my organic teacher. Before I could even read it, he tells me "it doesnt really mean anything". I just looked blankly at him and said "ok...thanks" as I took the suddenly devalued certificate and left.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-04-21T00:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-21T05:05:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-21T05:05:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'd like to thank the person who taught everyone on espn the word "caveat". I can pretty much count on it being used 10 times during sportscenter in a span of 5 minutes. Usually Greg Anthony starts it, then stephen gay smith, then tim legler, and then the guy doing the highlight. Hopefully somebody teaches these monkeys new words or at least how to use it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was running today, minding my own business, when this dude on a bike zoomed right by me from across the street. He looked like the happiest guy ever. He had the biggest smile and turned his head and threw me a wave. He looked like willy wonka but the candy version and without the top hat but including some tiny cut off jean shorts. He reminds me of another jolly bastard i once met at perkins.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-04-17T21:43:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-18T01:57:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-18T01:57:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw some girl selling lemonade today. I havent seen that in ages. Part of me wanted to buy lemonade from her, part of me wanted to set up a rival stand and run her out of business, part of me wanted to tell her to get a real job. Of course I did neither. I never really understood the obligatory product of lemonade. Lemonade is one of the last thing i want in 100 degree weather. Everytime i drink it, my throat dries up like a prune as i gasp for water. Essentially, I'd be paying the little girl to punch me in the throat for a nickel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unrelated, I saw this show where this guy wanted to look like arnold so he had some of the fat removed from his breasts. He looked exactly like arnold after the surgery....if arnold had black hair, a shady beard, and never worked out in his life.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-04-06T21:41:00</title>
    <published>2005-04-07T01:58:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-07T01:58:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Hollaback girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I really love not being able to sleep the days before school. Just sitting there, staring a hole through the ceiling, wondering why I even bother trying to sleep. Then the next day, I feel like a zombie that escaped from the zoo. That last sentence made no sense, but who cares because the zoo is awesome. Only if it has polar bears though, but thats just a personal opinion. In other news, happy birthday to La Pierre. He really looks great for 45. Hard to imagine it was only 3 short years ago he got off the boats from france.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cuddlescbear:13280</id>
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    <title>hey</title>
    <published>2005-03-31T04:27:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-01T23:34:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So lately I've been jumping the gun on my health during conversations. When I was in lab at the beginning of the year, this guy introduced himself and said "i'm carlos" and I of course replied with the obvious "good how are you". Before I could correct myself he asked how i was doing and I had to repeat "good how are you" like I was some sort of talking parrot. Later on I did the same thing at the gym when someone said whats up. So please make a note to skip to the middle of the conversation when talking to me, thanks.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cuddlescbear:12914</id>
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    <title>Dance for us monkey</title>
    <published>2005-03-30T04:11:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-30T04:11:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Why the heck is Arby's so expensive and why do they have appetizers, much less call them that? If an Arby's ever opened up in a stadium, airport, or movie theater, You'd have to agree to become an indentured servant. The owners must just roll in money at the end of the day. It's probably like Boston Market where people order then refuse to pay. That was always a pleasent predicament to find myself in. We'd have to put all the food back or put it in containers to sit out for hours until some unsuspecting drive thru customer won the lottery. We never offered appetizers though. "I'll have a number 4 and for an appetizer I'll have the mozzarella sticks". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely unrelated, I was watching some cameron diaz home video show on mtv. Typical she reads a script over a montage while they interrogate would be american homeless people and pretend to pay attention while they answer and give the usual "wow you're an inspiration response." It's kinda like americas funniest home videos without the funny bob saget voices and comments.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-03-27T12:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-27T18:09:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-27T19:51:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Easter is pretty weird fabled holiday. I dont really understand the whole rabbit and egg connection. Worse is the sight of the youngsters stuffing their faces with hard-boiled eggs. Eggs are good but eating hard-boiled eggs for the sake of a day just doesnt seem right. Waffles were probably a better choice. The first place I'd check for a hidden waffle would probably be the toaster, then the vcr, then probably the air-conditioning vents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switching gears in a proverbial sense, I was at chilli's the other day and went to use the restroom. When i went to the urinal though i had a case of the stage fright thanks to fellow cleaning the bathroom. So I just stood there acting and decided to abandon it and just go wash my hands to really sell it. So now me and the dude were side by side until he walked out. I thought this to be the perfect opportunity for a second chance. So I went back to the urinal and this time it was a success. Unfortunately the worker barged back in and caught me back at the urinal. Quite an awkward sequence as we just stared eachother in the eyes before he stumbled back out.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cuddlescbear:12462</id>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-03-25T22:03:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-26T06:20:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-26T06:22:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I feel a cold coming on which really sucks. Thankfully I'll be spending time in close quarters with some folks this weekend in effort to spread it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend We went looking for apartments last weekend. They showed us a lovely doll house/center for ants. The lady tried to convince us you could cram a bed and desk in a room that was smaller than a hallway. If i got out of bed in the room, i'd either step into the closet or out the window, plunging to my death. She then agreed saying some people put the desk in the closet or the garage. Call me old fashioned, but the closet is where clothes go. I guess i'd have to just keep them in a monster pile that also wouldnt fit in the room. That or take the risk of carbon monoxide poison and hang out in the garage for hours upon end studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much into news but apparently theres some controversy over terry pendleton schiavo.  If I were her, I'd want to be put out of my misery right away. Hell, I'd pull the plug myself. I guess starving to death is a much a better option. She should really just be lucky shes not the guy from last of the mohicans, getting burned at the stake and then shot with a round bullet that probably only broke his ribs, causing even more pain. great film. Im still amazed he shot a round pulled 100 yards accurately. Although I have a theory being burned to death isnt as painful as it sounds. Its probably just like putting your toe into water, it feels cold but when you jump in it feels great. Once submerged in flames, you feel refreshed.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cuddlescbear:12194</id>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-03-12T21:50:00</title>
    <published>2005-03-13T02:58:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-13T02:58:31Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Walking with a ghost</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Went to Stephan romano's Macaroni grill the other night. It seems the food there is getting progressively worse, but thats probably just me. More bad news is that my italian is still not getting any better from my trips to their bathroom. I think i'm gonna just have to move a desk in there and start writing it down so i can finally learn it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day i found myself singing along to that evan and jaron song when a group of youngsters in a van pulled up next to me laughing and waving at me, they caught me red handed. Those guys were just rip-offs of BBmak, one of the greatest bands ever and Im not just saying that cuz of their appearance on the two brothers soundtrack.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:cuddlescbear:11995</id>
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    <title>hey jerks</title>
    <published>2005-02-23T05:00:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-23T05:01:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Unwritten Law - Save me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If I hear that nelly song one more time i'm gonna burn down the building, thats right. That song gives new meaning to repetition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this dude, lets call him a k-9 officer, come into sociology class today. Every sentence he had to put his hand up to his mouth as to hold the puke in. Mid sentence he wiped his brow. Reminded me of a certain hotel manager at career day back a few years ago. Anyway, I thought the guy was gonna puke or pass out but he surprisingly made it through the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing about sociology class, everyday this kid comes in late and gives some excuse like "sorry, I got lost." 5 minutes later, Tim strolls in and uses the same phony excuse, in this case "sorry, i got lost." Its quite comical, somehow they keep using the same excuses on the same days. I'm beginning to think its planned.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-02-15T18:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T23:36:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T23:36:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey, you know what the army needs???? ......Drummers. Lets get a whole line of them and put them up in front. Its genius</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-02-14T20:29:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-15T01:35:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-15T01:35:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hi again, its me.....cbear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whats the deal with this jamster crap??? Every other commercial is for these 2-d wallpapers or horrible sounding ring tones. If this were 1990, Id be all about the crap they're pushing me. Unfortunately, cell phones these days have cameras, helicopters, and bazookas attached to them, making jamster look more foolish. I'd like to see the sucker who pays the monthly fee to get the specialized sir mix alot ring tone, im sure they're also in line to see soul plane and every other ice cube movie.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-02-08T19:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-09T01:07:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-09T01:08:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Had a run in with an army recruiter today. Those are quite awkward conversations. I was casually strutting down the corridor when the recruiter walked right by me but then turned back around and charged me like a bull. They always open with a question that has no right or wrong answer like today's "Ever thought about joining the army?" I believe its the army equivalent of "does your mom know you're gay?" I went with yes, hoping for a shorter history on the army, but still had to answer a thousand more questions. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;    My excuse of being a single father had no affect as we went through the possible ways I could ditch my poor child. Eventually, I got out of the bear trap and gave him my name and number. I may have mistakenly put the numbers in the wrong order, especially after he told me he'd call me in a couple hours. If I were a dick, I would've given them a false name and number of a friend circa de what bart did me years ago. I got hounded night after night cuz of that maneuver. Answering the phone is the worst mistake you can make. They set up appointments at your house and you have to find ways to backout of them like "uh....i have to scrub the deck"</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-02-07T18:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-07T23:57:07Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-07T23:57:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hey eminem, Puff daddy called and wants you to stop ripping him off, ripping other people off. Sampling old songs is his gimmick, get your own. Perhaps the synthesized chipmunk chorus you should steal next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Ashlie Simpson told a funny joke on her show. She said it would be upsetting for her to lose her career (because of the lip syncing ordeal) for the reason that she had worked so hard to get where she was. Hilarious. Apparently, being born after her sister is hard work.</content>
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    <title>Don't touch my PJ's</title>
    <published>2005-02-03T19:40:43Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-03T19:40:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It really annoys me when people perform these mario andretti style turns onto a road, cutting right in front of you. Then, they procede to go under the speed limit. It happens to me like every day. A lesser man would just lose control and star ramming into everything , but i have enough control to only go after people on the sidewalks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Its pretty awkward when you're talking to someone and you a reach a fork in the road. Then that person says "goodbye" under the assumption you're gonna go one way and he/she the other. But you both continue walking the same path, side by side and theres that minute of silence where you're waiting for someone to break the path or just say "oh, we're going the same way". That happened to me today too.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-02-01T23:07:00</title>
    <published>2005-02-02T04:11:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-02-02T04:11:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I was watching my organic lectures on tape and I found out that theres actually a class hes teaching it to. The whole time I thought he was like in his moms basement making videos to make the subject more difficult. Kept waiting for his mom to bust in and tell him to shut up and go to bed or something but nothing exciting like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, theres this really sweet show called Lazy Town on nickelodeon. Its quite possibly the best show ever. Im only now learning proper eating and exercise habits from this show.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-01-29T14:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-29T19:59:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-29T19:59:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Whats up with the real world? Worst cast ever. I mean, 3 gay guys, a closet gay, and 3 uninteresting chicks. They thought the guy from ghost writer would carry the show but they're wrong. The whole scabies thing was made up by the producers so they could get another episode in since the cast is so boring. The big quesiton, when is laguna beach coming back? MTV would've folded years ago without made and laguna beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, the NFL sucks. The patriots winning every championship is getting extremely boring. Maybe if they had one exciting player on their team, people would like them. At least when the ravens and bucs won, they had some personalities to make them enjoyable.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-01-24T14:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-24T19:52:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-24T19:52:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So went to dentist today. Boy was it fun. Typical trip to the dentist, wait in the lobby for 45 minutes, wait in the chair for another 50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; So I Got in the recliner and they put on the 15 lb lead chest protector to make me feel like I was in the middle of a baseball game while the x-rays were taken. Then they bring the x-ray taker right to your face where i wasnt sure if it was going to take x-rays or If was gonna have to catch fastballs. Theres just something wrong about having the x-ray machine pointed directly at your face and rested on your nose, especially when realize the hygeinist bolts out of the room to head for nearest bunker while the x-rays are being taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Then there was the normal metal hooks, pick axe and sickles used to clean my teeth. I was then instructed how to brush my teeth and how to floss while I reverted to being a complete moron. If I havent learned by now, I dont think theres even a point of me being at the dentist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they finished up with the normal stuff and told me the dentist would be in shortly. For 20 minutes the hygeinist would pop in and out reassuring the dentist would come in. After a 25 minute wait, she broke the news that the dentist was at lunch and would be back in 20 minutes and that I had to leave the room so that her next patient could get jerked around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dentist came back, I was ushered into an empty room and small talk was attempted. Unfortunately all of her questions fell upon sarcastic answers like "how was lunch?" and  "yeah, i'll be there for my next appointment"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longest. Dentist appointment. Ever. Longer than nick lachey's solo career at least.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-01-21T18:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-21T23:29:06Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-21T23:29:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When is this poker fad gonna finally die out? If you ask me, poker is for jerks and lesbians, but really, whats the difference between the two? Wake me up when everyone comes back to reality, we'll play a more macho game like pogs.</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-01-20T18:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-20T23:50:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-20T23:54:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Anyone else glad that sean paul hasnt had a new single out in a while? That guy sucked and had some of the most annoying songs ever. Most likely he'll come back and do a cd with destiny's child or nickleback and really annoy the shit out of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Suzanne Sommers seems to have a product for everything. She had her own teeth whitening strips. What the hell is that? I guess hers are better because she was the star of step by step. Who would by the suzanne sommers version? Most likely they just watered down the crest strips and jacked up the price, if watering down such a thing is possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   Always Thinking,&lt;br /&gt;                                                        Karen</content>
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    <title>cuddlescbear @ 2005-01-18T12:54:00</title>
    <published>2005-01-18T17:55:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-18T17:56:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I used my turn signal when i was about to turn into my driveway today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess I thought I was in a high traffic area or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, People can be so stupid.</content>
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    <title>christmas</title>
    <published>2004-12-11T22:10:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-11T22:10:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I find it great that stations have been playing all christmas music since Thanksgving. After listening for a couple hours, you dont even care that you've listened to same 10 songs in a loop. I think everyone but me has cut a version of a christmas classic. However, I disagree with 98 degrees with their wish for everyday to be christmas. It would take away from the festiveness of it all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switching topics, why is it i can never fully finish my deoderant stick? It always snaps and crumbles into 5000 drillion pieces. Its kind of a sad feeling when it happens. Just remember all the times we had and wonder where the time has gone. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Schools out jerks. A couple weeks off before I have to be subjected to more crap Ill forget as soon as the semester is over.</content>
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    <title>Laguna</title>
    <published>2004-12-08T21:13:38Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-08T21:13:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The first time i saw laguna beach, I was like "wow, this show sucks". The next time i saw it, "wow, this really sucks". But then, somewhere between the un-interesting characters and piss poor editing, I became addicted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They really captured reality with this show. If it werent for the horrible editing, I'd think i was there with them. The only problem was L.C. deserved more time and stephen was a complete douche. Putting it bluntly, Kristin couldnt hold L.c.'s jock. I guess the good thing to look forward to is the more scripted season 2.</content>
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    <title>yay</title>
    <published>2004-12-07T01:44:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-12-07T01:44:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I finished my horrible classes, anatomy and physics, today. Im sure gonna miss the 4 people in my physics class. Not as much as im gonna miss the neurotic kid from anatomy, who had story from his childhood on every subject we covered. I'll never forget the chick who felt the need to share shes been on birth control since sixth grade during a conversation on the reproductive organs. However, I will forget everything I learned, which isnt saying much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, If you're ever driving into on-coming traffic, make sure you get a glimpse of the faces of the people driving at you. Such a priceless look, really makes your day.</content>
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