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  <title>Thoughts go Swirling by....</title>
  <subtitle>Captured in time.</subtitle>
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    <name>Joan Denley</name>
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  <updated>2007-12-01T08:30:11Z</updated>
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    <title>Rosa Parks</title>
    <published>2007-12-01T08:30:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-01T08:30:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Apparently today is the day that Rosa Parks decided to not sit at the back of the bus. I don't think I could ever do something that outrageously brave. Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. I'm not dead, just on hiatus.</content>
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    <title>New Layout!</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T08:29:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T08:29:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I've thrown together a new layout for my journal. This one is based on the Hungarian movie "Kontroll" about the ticket checkers in the subways systems in Budapest. Interesting movie, I throughly enjoyed it. I was convinced that I HAD to see it by my neighbour Lev, who is from Hungary. I'm glad I did. Hands down, my favourite character had to be Bulcsú, played by Sándor Csányi *drools*. Definitely check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/6764031/"&gt;http://www.deviantart.com/view/6764031/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/view/12489562/"&gt;http://www.deviantart.com/view/12489562/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be working out the kinks for the next little bit.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aktaia:44038</id>
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    <title>Random Disney</title>
    <published>2007-02-19T14:59:49Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-19T14:59:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Be True to your Heart - 98 degrees</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So I got Limewire back and for the past little while have been downloading all of my fav Disney songs. And singing along, loudly and slightly off key because I'm alone in the house for the next week. And for a few of them shedding a few tears (I'm sappy like that). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*rocks out to Mulan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO RENT/ BUY ALL THE OLD SCHOOL DISNEY MOVIES, LIKE NOW!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK, that's about it. Reading week is on, and in a min Life's a Stitch is going to open and I'm going to call about getting a sewing machine because the one my mom has is old and broken and can't get parts anymore...so yeah, I'm getting me a new one.</content>
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    <title>I Pity the foo....</title>
    <published>2007-02-06T06:18:37Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-06T06:18:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who doesn't treat their mother right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>Re: Play @ Algo</title>
    <published>2007-02-05T22:39:10Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-05T22:39:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm doing the Costumes for the play that the theater class is putting on *SHAMELESS PLUG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v442/Aphrodietie/8.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to be measuring for them tonight. Hopefully soon we can go check the costume situation @ the community theater and then I can get to work during the break. I was thinking about going down to Waterloo, but I probably should stick around here and work on them. I think I will, which is a disappointment. Oh well, it'll all be good. Hopefully Kyle likes the measurement sheets I found, they look all professional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I think I can hear a rotary phone ring tone... and we have a touch tone. Am I going crazy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's doing really well, I'll comment a little later!</content>
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    <title>Blank Cd's, Broken pencil's and all things unfinished.</title>
    <published>2007-02-05T06:20:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-05T06:20:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sappy/strange title, but whatev's. I love you all, but I've been gone from here for the last little while and because of sheer lack of time due to my constant procrastination and the fact that Space Cases season1 finally finished downloading (This was one of the highlights of my childhood; I LOVE THIS SHOW) and so I havn't been around to check on the LJ situation. I feel really bad about it because I feel like I'm letting people down and that saddens me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going both job/ summer job/ Apartment hunting in the next little while so that I'll have things squared away for the months to come and my parents can stop asking me about it every 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that's taken care of I've got a few projects and things to do, readings to finish and other assorted student related happenings and then I'll be caught up. I need to start making lists again. I was a big list maker and it kept me on track and in control of my life. But recently I've stopped that and I feel that control slipping away. It's driving me crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it, if I find time on Tuesday I shall indeed read up on all that I've missed, and believe me, it's a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 Joan</content>
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    <title>Oh god... what now.</title>
    <published>2007-01-23T23:29:01Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-23T23:29:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I woke up this morning feeling fine, went to class, out for a bit with the gal pals, and started to feel kinda gross, and now I can't stop throwing up. I'm really pissed off at my body for doing this because I NEED to go to class tonight, but I can't make it as I'm taking trips to the bathroom every 30 mins to empty my guts. Was it something I ate. Gaddamnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm outtie for the rest of the night, I'll see if the roomies have some pepto.</content>
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    <title>AHHHHHH!!!!</title>
    <published>2007-01-16T22:38:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-16T22:38:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I GOT A NEW COMPUTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO HAPPY!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might go all office space on the other one, unless I figure out how to use it an an external hard drive. Or I sell it to orphans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:aktaia:42582</id>
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    <title>Updatage.</title>
    <published>2007-01-06T07:59:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-06T07:59:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I told my parents I was looking for a job and had been handing out resumes, etc. but the truth of the matter is that I havn't. I know, that whole lying to one's family is kind crappy, but I've been trying to spend as much time as I could by myself before the roommates came back. Which started today. Debie's back, which isn't too bad. She doesn't ask too many questions from me, and I give her her space. We're cool. It's the rest of them. I can't get any quiet at all, it's retarded. They're always running around yelling about something or another, and if it's not about something it's at each other. It really is dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then they play these stupid little games about who's the alpha female, and who's going to come out on top of a One-Up match, and I don't really give a damn, I just want to be left alone. And then they come to me with their petty battles, and I either ignore it or just say something totally off subject and then walk away. I NEED to get out of this house, like NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was going to go get food, the food that I ate from their cupboards b/c I didn't have money to get my own and then car was broken and wow this is turning into a huge run on sentance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K wait, let me start again. I was going to go to Rome's today to get food. The food I was going to get was roommate food that I borrowed while they were away. I need to get it all back, and up until now I didn't have money, but then I got a gift card in the mail from my aunt, so I get to eat tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting thought, have your parents ever placed food over a chance to see you? I'm talking "there's a sale on something and I need to get it so I didn't com over" kind of choice here. Because that's what happened to me today. My mom was going to stop by and we were going to go out to the movies, I'm not sure to which one, but it's the being together thing that I really find important. But then I get this call, and it went along the lines of...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane(my mom): Hi hunny, I was going to stop by and see if you were still up to going to the movies, but then they had this sale on Peameal Bacon at Food Basics, $1.99/lb and I couldn't pass it up, so I got about 100 lbs. Isn't that great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joan: *in shock* I'm glad that you think bacon is more important than spending quality time with your one and only daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we both laughed. This isn't the first time she's done something like this. No Frills had a sale on Turkeys, $.99/lb, so we bought 12 for ourselves, and about 5 for my godparents. We stored them in the yard because it was winter and the snowbank was better than the floor, seeing as how we only had enough room in the freezer for 5 or 6. Then last fall there was a sale on Prime Rib steaks (or something along those lines) for $1.99 each. She bought 67 of them and we bought another freezer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's always been kinda kookie-nutty like that, but that's just part of her charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not really sure where I was going with this journal, but I think it turned out pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhores, thanks for reading this, I hope it wasn't too boring.</content>
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    <title>Another year has come and gone...</title>
    <published>2007-01-01T00:27:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-01T00:27:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On this the last day of 2006, I've been trying to think of things that I did in the past year that I wasn't proud of, things that I loved and things that I think need to be improved. This has allowed my to come up with a list of "resolutions" for the up coming year. Here they be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Be nicer to the people around me and make more time for friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;2. Lose some weight (the standard), because the media tells me so.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get organized, because it's getting rediculous.&lt;br /&gt;4. Get another job, because I like money.&lt;br /&gt;5. Find someone I care about that cares about me too.&lt;br /&gt;6. Learn to cook better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it so far, hopefully it doesn't get too long or I'll go crazy. Anywhores, I hope that everyone has an amazing time tonight, and a very wonderful New Year. I think I'm going to go over to my friend Sarah's tonight, but I'm not really sure if I can becuase my car is messed up, once again, so I'm grounded. Something about the starter malfunctioning, or some fuse that's out o whack. Either way it drained my battery. It's one thing after another with that car. But I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be Safe!</content>
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    <title>put me out..... PUT ME OUT!!!</title>
    <published>2006-12-30T19:21:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-30T19:21:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pixie - Ani DiFranco</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #acc solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Aktaia on fire off the shoulder of Orion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=aktaia&amp;amp;ans=66" style="color:#077"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fire ehhh.... oh my.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #acc solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;You want the aktaia? Just say the word, and I'll throw a lasso around it and pull it down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=aktaia&amp;amp;ans=83" style="color:#077"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.... this movie makes me cry every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #acc solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;You take the blue aktaia - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=aktaia&amp;amp;ans=120" style="color:#077"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I came in other colours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #acc solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;You know the difference between you and me? I make aktaia look good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=aktaia&amp;amp;ans=89" style="color:#077"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HECK YES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #acc solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;You can't handle the aktaia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=aktaia&amp;amp;ans=22" style="color:#077"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are fun, I could do this all day!</content>
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    <title>This just in...</title>
    <published>2006-12-24T17:17:09Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-24T17:27:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This just in, I suck at life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's where I stand in terms of academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Type 3 - 70%&lt;br /&gt;Sociology 1 - 70%&lt;br /&gt;Drawing 1 - 54%&lt;br /&gt;Design 1 (which I was going to drop but missed the date) - 18% (wow, I actually got marks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get my english mark until  next semester as it's an all year course. I don't know what happened with my drawing mark, that came as a complete suprise. Seriously. I had talked to my prof Noni a number of times during the semester about my marks, my progress and my projects and she said that was I was doing really well, that I was developing my skills nicely and that my projects were really good. The I get back my marks sheet for my portfolio with comments like "Don't see a real engagement here", "You havn't really grasped the concept...", "Didn't see as much development as I'd like because the effort wasn't there".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in shock. I don't know how this is going to pan out as the year progresses. I'm going to switch out of the Drawing 2 class because I don't want my makrs to suffer so much. I guess that's good as I'll be able to pick up another English class. I was so excited to, I thought it was all going to turn out OK, but now I don't feel like doing anything happy even though it's Christmas. And how the hell am I supposed to tell my parents? "Hey mom and Dad, you know how I was in drawing class? Well I didn't do as well as I thought, like 25% worse than I thought I'd do. This might destroy my chances of teacher's college, but I guess that's ok because I never really saw myself as succeeding in anything anyways. Ahh well".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then on top of that I've got a stomach Flu making food not want to stay down, as well as tonsillitus for the second time this month. Yes, I said month. I've already done the round of antibiotics and apparently it only worked for a little which. Not they're back to being swollen, I'm having trouble swallowing and my throat is wicked hurty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm kind of wallowing in self pity right now but I'm not really caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhores, have a great Christmas, or whichever Festivus you celebrate, and a very Happy New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="#ffffff" border="0" cellspacing="8"&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/minicrest.gif"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt; &lt;font color="black"&gt; My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="4" color="black"&gt; Imperial Majesty Aktaia the Calm of Lower Hellswicke &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.masquerademaskarts.com/memes/peculiartitle.php"&gt;Get your Peculiar Aristocratic Title&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>Consumer Poll</title>
    <published>2006-12-13T06:58:59Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-13T06:58:59Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The screaming in my head.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Fill 'er out if you like, you don't have to, but it might just make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganked from &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_eight_am' lj:user='eight_am' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://eight-am.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://eight-am.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;eight_am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 's deviantART account... oh so long ago. Thanks Frank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if I:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Committed suicide:&lt;br /&gt;[2] Said I liked you:&lt;br /&gt;[3] Kissed you:&lt;br /&gt;[4] Lived next door to you:&lt;br /&gt;[5] Started smoking:&lt;br /&gt;[6] Stole something:&lt;br /&gt;[7] Was hospitalized:&lt;br /&gt;[8] Ran away from home:&lt;br /&gt;[9] Got into a fight and you weren't there:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think about my:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Personality:&lt;br /&gt;[2] Eyes:&lt;br /&gt;[3] Face:&lt;br /&gt;[4] Hair:&lt;br /&gt;[5] Clothes:&lt;br /&gt;[6] Mannerisms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;[2] Are we friends?&lt;br /&gt;[3] When and how did we meet?&lt;br /&gt;[4] How have I affected you?&lt;br /&gt;[5] What do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;[6] What's the fondest memory you have of me?&lt;br /&gt;[7] How long do you think we will be friends or enemies?&lt;br /&gt;[8] Do you love me?&lt;br /&gt;[9] Have I ever hurt you?&lt;br /&gt;[10] Would you hug me?&lt;br /&gt;[11] Would you kiss me?&lt;br /&gt;[13] Would you marry me?&lt;br /&gt;[14] Emotionally, what stands out?&lt;br /&gt;[15] Do you wish I was cooler?&lt;br /&gt;[16] On a scale of 1-10, how nice am I?&lt;br /&gt;[17] Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.&lt;br /&gt;[18] Am I loveable?&lt;br /&gt;[19] How long have you known me?&lt;br /&gt;[20] Describe me in one word.&lt;br /&gt;[21] What was your first impression?&lt;br /&gt;[22] Do you still think that way about me now?&lt;br /&gt;[23] What do you think my weakness is?&lt;br /&gt;[24] Do you think I'll get married?&lt;br /&gt;[25] What about me makes you happy?&lt;br /&gt;[26] What about me makes you sad?&lt;br /&gt;[27] What reminds you of me?&lt;br /&gt;[28] What's something you would change about me?&lt;br /&gt;[29] How well do you know me?&lt;br /&gt;[30] Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?&lt;br /&gt;[31] Do you think I would kill someone?&lt;br /&gt;[32] Are we close?&lt;br /&gt;[33] Are you going to put this on your journal and see what I say about you?</content>
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    <title>Marriage...in all it's glory!</title>
    <published>2006-12-05T10:25:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-05T10:25:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got this email the other day, and I usually don't read them but this one started out good, so I thought I'd share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHOM TO MARRY? (written by kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like&lt;br /&gt;sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the&lt;br /&gt;chips and dip coming. -- Alan, age 10&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;No person really decides before they grow up who they're going to&lt;br /&gt;marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who&lt;br /&gt;you're stuck with. -- Kristen, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by&lt;br /&gt;then. -- Camille, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;You might have to guess, to see if they are yelling at&lt;br /&gt;the same kids. -- Derrick, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON?&lt;br /&gt;Both don't want any more kids. -- Lori, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE?&lt;br /&gt;Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know&lt;br /&gt;each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough. --&lt;br /&gt;Lynnette, age 8 (isn't she a treasure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first date, they just tell each other lies and that gets them&lt;br /&gt;interested enough to go for a second date. -- Martin, age 10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR?&lt;br /&gt;I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the&lt;br /&gt;newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns.&lt;br /&gt;-- Craig, age 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE?&lt;br /&gt;When they're rich. -- Pam, age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess&lt;br /&gt;with that. - - Curt, age 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry&lt;br /&gt;them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do. -- Howard, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt; It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need &lt;br /&gt;someone to clean up after them. -- Anita, age 9 (so true)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt; There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there?&lt;br /&gt;-- Kelvin, age 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And the #1 Favorite is........&lt;br /&gt; HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK?&lt;br /&gt; Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a &lt;br /&gt;truck. -- Ricky, age 10</content>
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    <title>Updates...</title>
    <published>2006-12-04T08:52:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-04T08:52:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So for no reason other than boredom, I have gotten myself an account on Cafepress.com. It seems like a good idea, and I've been throwing around a lot of ideas for t-shirts/ merch lately. I think I'll probably end up putting some of my deviantART stuff on there, maybe some collab stuff with Sarah, I'm not sure. It just looks like fun, and who knows, maybe people will actually buy stuff, which would be neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also need to remake this site, I NEED a sidebar, and some new colours. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also created a paypal account, and if anyone feels like donating money to my charity, that being "Don't let Joan, the student, Starve" fund, that'd be more than amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I sound pathetic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn me.</content>
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    <title>This brings back memories</title>
    <published>2006-11-27T18:52:27Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-27T18:52:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BELL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="arial"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/jessie.gif"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://home.mn.rr.com/couplandesque/quizzes/sbtb.htm"&gt;Which "Saved By The Bell" Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always liked Jesse, she's so... stand up for everything. And I like Protest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>SoB's Sault Ste. Marie Podcast</title>
    <published>2006-11-27T06:43:07Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-27T06:45:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Action Reaction - Sons of Butcher</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So periodically during the Son's of BUtcher tour the guys would stop, shoot some footage and throw together a kind of podcast for the fans to follow along with. Here's the one coming at you from the Sault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the shirt Ricky holds up, which reads "It Ain't gonna suck itself". Classic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!</content>
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    <title>I'm the world? Well Duh...</title>
    <published>2006-11-19T18:54:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-19T18:54:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race - Fall Out Boy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;You are the World&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Completion, Good Reward.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The World is the final card of the Major Arcana, and as such represents saturnian energies, time, and completion.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The World card pictures a dancer in a Yoni (sometimes made of laurel leaves). The Yoni symbolizes the great Mother, the cervix through which everything is born, and also the doorway to the next life after death. It is indicative of a complete circle. Everything is finally coming together, successfully and at last. You will get that Ph.D. you've been working for years to complete, graduate at long last, marry after a long engagement, or finish that huge project. This card is not for little ends, but for big ones, important ones, ones that come with well earned cheers and acknowledgements. Your hard work, knowledge, wisdom, patience, etc, will absolutely pay-off; you've done everything right.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm still fecking sick. GADDAMNIT. I am not pleased about it. This is going on like day... 5 or 6. I'm like "wtf?". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening, nonstop, to the new Fall Out Boy single "This Ain't a Scene, It's an Arms Race"... shoot me. I LOVE IT!! But all of my musical instincts are screaming for me to stop. Gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that.... nothing has really been going on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Facebook.</content>
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    <title>Little note...</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T07:26:30Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T07:27:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I made the gallery of photos on SooToday.com for the SOB concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Links!: article - &lt;a href="http://www.sootoday.com/content/arts/details.asp?c=16205"&gt;23 pictures of SOB&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture:&lt;a href="http://www.sootoday.com/content/arts/gallery.asp?Page=20&amp;amp;c=16205&amp;amp;Title=23+pictures+of+SOB"&gt;Wooo, I'm "famous"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and I finally switched back to my old view for LJ so I'm not so confused. Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.s. Thanks for the linkage Amanda!</content>
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    <title>Hitmen pwn</title>
    <published>2006-11-06T02:36:57Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-06T02:36:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table border="0" width="300" style="border: 1px solid #C5C5C5; padding: 0px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" height="267"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="50"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biovox.com/generators/hitman.asp"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.biovox.com/generators/links/images/jpgHitManSmall.jpg" width="300" height="50"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;table border="0" width="80%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="35" colspan="2" valign="top"&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="5" color="#808080"&gt;Bloody Thumbs&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="53%"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#808080"&gt;People Iced:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="48%"&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;Thirty Five&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="53%"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#808080"&gt;Car Bombs Planted:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="48%"&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;Fourteen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="53%"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#808080"&gt;Favorite Weapon&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="48%"&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;Curdled Milk&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="53%"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#808080"&gt;Arms Broken:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="48%"&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;Nineteen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="53%"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#808080"&gt;Eyes Gouged:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="48%"&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;Fourteen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="53%"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#808080"&gt;Tongues Cut Off:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="48%"&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;Five&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="53%"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1" color="#808080"&gt;Biggest Enemy:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="48%"&gt;&lt;font color="#808080" face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;Buck-Eyed Bart&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="101%" colspan="2" height="36" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biovox.com/generators/hitman.asp"&gt;Get Your HITMAN Name&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biovox.com/redir/redir.asp"&gt;AWSOME-GAME&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently I'm Jenny's biggest enemy.</content>
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    <title>SOB Rocks my World!!</title>
    <published>2006-11-06T02:34:10Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-06T08:18:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fuck Producers - Sons of Butcher</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So the Sons of Butcher came to the Sault yesterday, and played at the Speak Easy (Algo's bar). Here's how it went down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Sault show was amazing. Small venue, not a lot of people, so there was a lot more time to spend with the band. The show was awesome. Orbax was a little intense, but apparently that's because he had had a little too much to drink before he went onstage. He sat in a pile of broken glass with a cinderblock between his legs and had someone break it with a sledge hammer. That was awesome. There was a little bit of writhing in pain afterwards, and when he stood back up there was chunks of glass stuck in his bleeding ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some pre-show brest signing, which apparently hasn't happened yet on the tour (that being signing BEFORE they went onstage). I was a little starstruck at first, only because I was so excited, but once we got to talking, I realized just how normal and down-to-earth these guys really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOBS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v442/Aphrodietie/Random/signage.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v442/Aphrodietie/Random/doug.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sexcellent! - Doug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v442/Aphrodietie/Random/solricky.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Crazy - Sol&lt;br /&gt;BEST ZUBES EVER 'o6 - Ricky&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the show was billed as all ages, there had been some problems with underage people drinking at the bar on campus, so you could get in only if you were a student of either Sault College or Algoma, but there were about 4 people that wern't. It took about 45 mins, but with the band's help, two of the people in the lobby (my friend Erin included) managed to get in with crew passes, so they were working for the band for the evening. The other two guys, that were probably only about 15, stayed in the lobby for most of the show, then were eventually brought in. It was really nice though, because of how hard the band worked to get them in. And periodially Doug and Sol would run off the stage and play in the lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was an amazing show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope Regina yeilds positive SOB results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pics after I get them developed tomorrow. I've got 2 camera's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Aiyaaa!!</title>
    <published>2006-11-02T00:46:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-02T00:46:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">K, so I've been watching "Ouran Highschool Host Club" and I've got to say, it's pretty enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to write a manga based on my university life. I'll have to get a few friends to help me illistrate it, or perhaps I'll do it on my own, in my crappy drawing style. But yeah, this to me appears to be a pretty good idea. I've been trying for a while to come up with a good way to convey my story. I tried writing a novel, but it didn't turn out. This, to me, seems better. It'll mostly be about my experiences, as well as some things from my past. Life, as anime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll start tonight, and see how it goes. Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Joan</content>
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    <title>Mashed Potatoes, and all things seasonal...</title>
    <published>2006-10-31T05:50:18Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-31T05:50:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">K, random title, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I love/hate. Finishing a book series. I mean, on the one hand you get to know how it all pans out, even though one usually has some theories as to what the ending will entail, it mostly never goes exactly according to the theories. But, on the other hand, the characters that you've been reading about, you get (or at least I do) wrapped up in their lives, if only for a moment, and then the moment's gone... All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity&lt;br /&gt;Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind. *breaks into song* (That seems to be happening more often, me breaking into random song if the phrase fits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so you(or I) feel like we really know these people/ characters, even though, technically they arn't real. There is some kind of investment into the whole story process, and even though it's nice to be done a book, I sometimes wish that some books/ series could go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just thought I'd get that outta my head before bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What're some of your Love/Hate relationships?</content>
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    <title>You Tubage</title>
    <published>2006-10-24T02:53:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-24T02:54:32Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I posted my first video on YouTube.com. Check it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news... The costume is going well. The boning on my corset... ok, so I'm not the best seamstress in the world, but I think at least part of me would have realized that taking the plastic out would be easier for it to be put on. Apparently I'm an idiot and put two strips on, one backwards, before I realized this. At least it helped pass the time at work (Sit Safe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else really to report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hallowe'en pub on Thurs, Jess' on Sat. I'm PHYCHED!!!</content>
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    <title>In other news...</title>
    <published>2006-10-17T15:56:47Z</published>
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    <content type="html">So yeah, my mom prettymuch said that I was crazy for wanted to go to Japan for just a week, and that it'd be a waste of money. She said that the only way I was going was if I was going for a month at least. I don't know when that's going to happen, seeing as I have class until next april, and then I'm joining the fire crew. Maybe next year I can take a semester off. I guess I'll have to see. It'd be nice to go somewhere and live for a while, you know experience life. So until then I'll be at home... ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Waterloo on the weekend to visit Jackie. We had tonnes of fun. I got to go the Mongolian Grill, Booster Juice, St. Jacob's (The Mennonite village), an old german Mennonite house where we drank this traditional parsnip wine (It was gross, but the cookies were pretty good), then Dogtoberfest and this greek place(which was soooo goood) called Meditarianos (sp?). We also went shopping a few times, outlet stores mostly. It was awesome. I got to see Robin (Jackie's roommate) and Elise (another friend) again, which was nice. Hopefully I can make it down there again sometime so we can visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this shirt at the bluenotes outlet, it's AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v442/Aphrodietie/Random/blogshirt.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sunday when I was driving home, I thought I had anough gas to get me home, but then it turns out I was wrong, and was about 150 km out of town with only about 60 km of gas left. I made a stop at my family's hunt camp and spent 2 day there, got some money and gas from my daddy, and then came home this moring, to a mid-term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, all in all it was a good weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was yours?</content>
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