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  <title>Every time i see you falling,</title>
  <subtitle>I get down on my knees and pray</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Liz, sometimes</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-04T08:34:27Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:24831</id>
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    <title>yours_elizabeth @ 2008-07-04T10:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-07-04T08:34:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-04T08:34:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh, hi livejournal. it has been some time. but i am pretty sure that there are like 3 people who still read this so whatevs..&lt;br /&gt;BUT if you are one of them, here is what is going on. &lt;br /&gt;i am spending 3 months in germany working at a bakery trying to improve my germany. i am half way done now. i am living in dahme which is on the baltic sea. it is very pretty and full of old people and babies. i live with two really fun girls in a gross basement apartment. my boss is an idiot called herr wagner. the women i work with are all really nice but the men are all disgusting muslim perverts from albania. i am now a notable racist and basically hate muslims. and i am actually not ashamed at all. and turkey should not be a part of europe. and i am excited to come home so i can be vegetarian again. i also have to come home and get my blood tested because i am for some reason covered in painful bruises and am scared that there is something wrong with me. Also, i am paranoid. i hate public transit. i am a little bit homesick today but normally i am quite happy here. in general i am having a great summer and this may in fact be the most important thing i have done with my small life so far. &lt;br /&gt;tschüss</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:24475</id>
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    <title>M83</title>
    <published>2008-04-17T23:12:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-17T23:12:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/33jtir4.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the only album i need to listen to, ever again.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:24231</id>
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    <title>the best:</title>
    <published>2008-03-30T15:32:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-30T15:32:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">piles of franch toast&lt;br /&gt;the matrix on tv&lt;br /&gt;being spoons&lt;br /&gt;hard-core nap sessions&lt;br /&gt;cadbury creme eggs &amp; earl grey tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been having the best days lately. having someone to be a slug with, the best ever.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:23851</id>
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    <title>early birthday package!</title>
    <published>2008-03-27T16:38:29Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-27T16:38:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2h2dr0o.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'s mine, bitches! you know yr jealous.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:23691</id>
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    <title>Mulholland Dr.</title>
    <published>2008-03-26T03:22:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-26T03:22:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch this scene! it is the best part of the movie. scary scary</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:23536</id>
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    <title>Aw!</title>
    <published>2008-03-23T22:26:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-23T22:26:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">today i made easter cupcakes for my boyfrieeeeend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/jfw36t.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they're pretty cute.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:23285</id>
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    <title>Uffie!</title>
    <published>2008-03-21T19:48:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-21T19:48:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/do2cup.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have listened to uffie's "pop the glock" repeatedly, repeatedly, today. she is so awful, i am completely in love. i want to be a french electro prostitute, just like her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uffie's bangin x3 &lt;br /&gt;feadz is banging &lt;br /&gt;Uffie's bangin &lt;br /&gt;feadz Is bangin &lt;br /&gt;Time to get low &lt;br /&gt;Do the toostie roll &lt;br /&gt;Uffie’s bangin &lt;br /&gt;feadz is baning &lt;br /&gt;Uffie’s bangin &lt;br /&gt;feadz is baning &lt;br /&gt;Me and he are crusalicious &lt;br /&gt;Better watch out my clan gets vicious &lt;br /&gt;That’s how we do &lt;br /&gt;Do it hot &lt;br /&gt;And if you understood would you.. &lt;br /&gt;Stop hatin &lt;br /&gt;Playing Hard &lt;br /&gt;I got a loaded body gaurd &lt;br /&gt;Don't make a move &lt;br /&gt;You glock then pop &lt;br /&gt;Uffie's gonna make the shit rock &lt;br /&gt;Like Dough &lt;br /&gt;Dough I like &lt;br /&gt;Boys call me when they feel freaky hot &lt;br /&gt;I run the show &lt;br /&gt;You got to slow &lt;br /&gt;Pick up the pace with your cracked out face</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:23034</id>
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    <title>Chocolate espresso cheesecake</title>
    <published>2008-02-29T01:36:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-29T01:36:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2mhe7bn.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i made a chocolate espresso cheesecake for my housemate Ella's birthday! we haven't tried it yet, but in a bit we are going to eat it and watch the L Word. &lt;br /&gt;also, i'm having the best week ever. school work is not as bad as i'd thought, i have stopped oversleeping, i've lost 5 pounds, and there is a boy!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:22636</id>
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    <title>the "daft punk" watch</title>
    <published>2008-02-06T03:09:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-06T03:09:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">should i get this watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i32.tinypic.com/15hmpme.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or this watch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/10s58hs.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my birthday?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:22466</id>
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    <title>tension</title>
    <published>2008-02-03T18:43:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-03T18:43:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">-peter bjorn and john&lt;br /&gt;-jovan musk&lt;br /&gt;-guitar hero&lt;br /&gt;-mathematical physics&lt;br /&gt;-silver suv's&lt;br /&gt;-pickled eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each instantly reminds me of someone</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:22029</id>
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    <title>My Life</title>
    <published>2008-01-12T08:31:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-12T08:31:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so the deal is, that yesterday my T.A. came to class, and we were talking about wilhelm boelsche that day, and he says "i don't know about you...but when i was reading this, i got really hungry!", so he brings out this bag of melba toast, and this jar of pickled herring. "i looked all over kingston for this! it's REALLLY hard to find!". and he makes himself a pickled herring on melba toast, and then passes the food to the rest of the class. what??&lt;br /&gt;so we talk about boelsche, and obviously i don't eat any herring because i hate eating in front of people and ....ew. i'm obviously not going to eat herring in front of people i barely know.&lt;br /&gt;but after that class, i get an immense craving for pickled herring. like soooo fucking badly. it's all i can think about for hours.&lt;br /&gt;so after i'm done my classes that day , i go to my local grocrery store , and look for pickled herrings . i search around, but the closest thing i can find is...pickled eggs. so i  buy this jar of pickled eggs. and i somehow managed to eat the entire jar by about 5 minutes ago. &lt;br /&gt;i will never eat a pickled egg again. ew. i am such a british wench. i drink gin, and i eat pickled eggs. &lt;br /&gt;what??</content>
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    <title>eww...</title>
    <published>2007-12-23T03:41:08Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-23T03:41:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i'm considering replacing food with cigarettes...</content>
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    <title>oh, the holidays</title>
    <published>2007-12-22T05:15:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-22T05:15:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this christmas vacation so far is amazing, in the most reclusive nerdy way ever.&lt;br /&gt;every day for the last week, i've woken up at 1, eaten a ton of festive food, spent a few hours reading paradise lost, spent a few hours working on my study-abroad application, and then i sit around watching crime shows and reading my old comic books. i have made absolutely no attempt to be social, and it's unbelievably satisfying. i also haven't changed my clothes in nearly a week. &lt;br /&gt;what's more, the rest of the break will be possibly even more fantastic. the next four days i'm dedicated to solidly drinking spiked eggnog and stiff gin beverages with my extended family, and also girlfriends. then after christmas, i'm going to montreal for a few days. for new years, i'm staying in toronto. then i intend to decompress at home, and play with all the new things i got for christmas. so a bunch of books, i guess. &lt;br /&gt;i am simply filllllled with the christmas spirit!</content>
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    <title>blogger?</title>
    <published>2007-12-19T23:38:13Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-19T23:38:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yesterday i created a "blogger" account. I think i'll just be putting identical posts into this livejournal and the new thing, sooo it's not a big deal. &lt;br /&gt;but anyway, do any of you have a blogger account? if so, what is yr address, do you like the whole system, do you have any advice etc. etc etc?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my address: &lt;a href="http://elizabethkurz.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://elizabethkurz.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>ew why am i doing this</title>
    <published>2007-12-14T18:41:14Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-14T18:41:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">k so i feel like these are all over the place right now, and i kind of have the craving to make one as well. ewww i'm such a gross nerd right now...but in all truth, there were some really really good albums out this year....so here's my favorite top 10 list. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pj harvey - white chalk&lt;br /&gt;radiohead - in rainbows&lt;br /&gt;chromatics - night drive&lt;br /&gt;burial - untrue&lt;br /&gt;m.i.a. - kala&lt;br /&gt;various - after dark&lt;br /&gt;nine inch nails - year zero&lt;br /&gt;justice - cross&lt;br /&gt;a place to bury strangers - self titled&lt;br /&gt;daft punk - alive 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so dirty for doing this. oh well..</content>
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    <title>rachel ray</title>
    <published>2007-12-14T00:34:19Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-14T00:34:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.tinypic.com/6ywe05z.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ew rachel ray is so gross. i found this picture and totally lullllled.</content>
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    <title>exam period!</title>
    <published>2007-12-07T04:36:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-07T04:36:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">HOLY FUCK I HATE EXAM PERIOD SO MUCH. i barely have anything to study. for the last week i've woken at any time between 8 am and 3 pm, then i usually spend a couple hours eating breakfast and watching the food network, then i study for about 5 hours, and then i make dinner and watch the food network again.&lt;br /&gt;however, last night i went to go see broken social scene, which was alright. &lt;br /&gt;tonight, i ended up drinking a pot of coffee and lurking around pro-anorexia sites. WHY?? I have absolutely no clue! i am neither anorexic, nor making any sort of attempt to lose weight. for the record, my BMI is hovering around 20. i guess that's...normal?&lt;br /&gt;but is it normal to check the Weather Network 20 times a day??? i actually get a sort of evil vindictive glee whenever the forcast is false. and i add my own predictions. right now, it's saying something like 5 degrees for the weekend. HAH! what a load of garbage. it's going to be cold! i can feel it in my bones.&lt;br /&gt;i have also run out of space on my ipod. on the one hand, i feel like this gives me some sort of "cred", on the other...it sucks. i have to delete things.&lt;br /&gt;also, season 11 of south park has proven to be quite the disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO ELSE HATES EXAM PERIOD??????????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have wayyyyyy too much time on my hands. i actually watched 3 episodes of FRIENDS in a row earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRUSTRATED. RRRRR.</content>
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    <title>yours_elizabeth @ 2007-11-18T19:00:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-19T00:01:28Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-19T00:01:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">oh my gosh. i am so hyper. i've been drinking a pot of coffee to myself, and all i've been doing for the last hour is occasionally pretending to do something on my computer, running up the stairs, and singing the bleepy part of daft punk's "around the world" to anyone that's in the living room. it goes like this:&lt;br /&gt;"buh beep boop beep buh beep boop"&lt;br /&gt;-(around the world around the world around the world)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also am laughing histerically at this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i19.tinypic.com/6xlm98j.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:19666</id>
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    <title>1994</title>
    <published>2007-11-17T07:54:38Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-17T07:54:38Z</updated>
    <content type="html">this guy said he still has hope for the next weezer album. i say, i lost hope after 1994.&lt;br /&gt;what have the last 7 years given to us? nothing. we have been a terrible decade. should i blame myself?</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>i cannot sleep</title>
    <published>2007-11-16T07:52:42Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-16T07:52:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have been ttrying to go to sleep for 3 hours, but i can't. i hate when this happens, whenever i'm up late, i get morose for no reason at all. i have everything to be happy about, but since it is almost three in the morning, i feel foul. and i keep on expecting this stomach cramp to go away, so i'm refraining from taking medicine, but i've had it for hours now. grr. &lt;br /&gt;ever since i got rid of facebook about a month ago, i've been replacing it with celebrity gossip blogs, the weather network, and checking livejournal (for no reason) constantly.&lt;br /&gt;this week i lost 2 pounds. last winter i got kind of fat, i hope it doesn't happen again. i can't look at pictures of myself. i also can't read my writing.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes fantasize about staying up all night and watching the sun come up, for no real reason. i fantasize about having to stay up all night writing an essay. or i get excited at the thought that one day, i will actually only have enough money to survive on ramen noodles.&lt;br /&gt;one day i ate mr. noodles for breakfast. i felt vile for the next 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;at the gym this week i rowed too hard. now my forearms are killing me. &lt;br /&gt;i don't care about having a boyfriend. i just want someone around.&lt;br /&gt;every once in a while i remember a dream.&lt;br /&gt;a while ago i dreamt that i was lying under some steps on campus, i was drunk or something. and all these people left the math building, one of them a boy i cared about last year. he didn't notice me so i said his name. there was some sort of exodus. then for some reason we were lying together on this very high platform on a pole with all these hundreds of people below us. i was trying to carry on a conversation with him, but i was drunk and making no sense so he started talking to this other girl instead. i think i'm prettier than she is.&lt;br /&gt;i might be getting tireder....more tired? my spelling and grammar are getting worse all the time. it's probably because i rely on my word processor so much. i don't think i'd be able to write a paper without my thesaurus. eventually i am going to run out of a word for "us": humanity, civilization, humankind, the world, society, people, individuals.... the intellectual realm is such bullshit. everyone just pretends to have something to say, but they're just really putting their thesaurus into order.&lt;br /&gt;overanalyzing...at least i only do it at this time of night.&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing much better this year. my grades have improved, i'm more social, i'm eating well, exercising, i kick leaves on my walk home and listen to dance music, my heart is not "broken". i have terrible split ends but i don't know what to do about that...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:19075</id>
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    <title>yours_elizabeth @ 2007-11-11T10:21:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-11T15:20:01Z</published>
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    <content type="html">you know what bothers me? little miss sunshine. &lt;br /&gt;it's ok, but why do people like it SO MUCH?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:18903</id>
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    <title>yours_elizabeth @ 2007-11-09T22:36:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-10T03:35:57Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T03:35:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Porn Name: Betty Leigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betty Leigh's Weekend in the Stacks&lt;br /&gt;- starring Rick Lancaster</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:yours_elizabeth:18527</id>
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    <title>on eternal sunshine of the spotless mind</title>
    <published>2007-11-10T02:08:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-10T02:08:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">when i first saw this movie i thought it was ridiculous to erase someone. however, over the last year i would like to have such an option. it would just make life a little bit simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea i got like nothing done today. i spent nearly 4 hours in the library, and i ended up writing less than 3 pages of an essay. most of the time i spent staring at my computer screen, contemplating such words as "methodology" and "historiography" and realizing that these words really have no meaning to me. like i was trying to write this essay, and for some reason the bullshit just wouldn't flow. i need the bullshit flowing thru my body!!!! ugh. hopefully the rain of shit will hit me tomorrow, and i will write a shiteously righteous essay, and i will get 83% on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now i am drinking coolers and watching showcase. kink is on in 20 minutes. sweet.</content>
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    <title>uhoh</title>
    <published>2007-11-09T03:50:33Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-09T03:50:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i have so much work to do this weekend. i'm pretty sure this is going to be the first time in my life that i'm going to have to sacrifice fun for work. i feel so...adult.&lt;br /&gt;also, i'm trying to trick people into going on dates with me. so far it's worked marginally well. additionally, i've had so much coffee that i feel ill and irritable. once i get the next week over with, i will be free</content>
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    <title>yours_elizabeth @ 2007-11-06T14:08:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-06T19:10:14Z</published>
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    <content type="html">i think most girls here are looking for a husband, who is on his way to becoming a successful lawyer, and has good sperm so they can have many beautiful children. i on the other hand, am here as god's witness.</content>
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