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  <title>- woe is you -</title>
  <subtitle>dont be a tard</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>berf murret</name>
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  <updated>2007-02-07T03:49:03Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:58379</id>
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    <title>hunka hunka burnin poop</title>
    <published>2007-02-07T01:20:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-07T03:49:03Z</updated>
    <lj:music>lips and assholes</lj:music>
    <content type="html">red hot dogs and jelly beans&lt;br /&gt;super mom and mr clean&lt;br /&gt;all went to 5 point to buy some lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super mom found super dad&lt;br /&gt;so it looks like i've been had&lt;br /&gt;cuz hot dogs are made of lips and assholes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus:&lt;br /&gt;hot dogs are made of lips and assholes x 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morphine bill and cocaine sue&lt;br /&gt;strolling down the avenue&lt;br /&gt;don't step in the poop that my dear horse left last night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kickin ass and takin names&lt;br /&gt;this is just me playing games&lt;br /&gt;cuz hotdogs are made of lips and assholes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckin around and shootin the shit&lt;br /&gt;flippin the bird at the catchers mitt&lt;br /&gt;dreams of you give me mucho morning wood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;garbldy goo and funky fat&lt;br /&gt;make me wanna stay where i'm at&lt;br /&gt;cuz hotdogs are made of lips and assholes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chorus x 4</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:57407</id>
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    <title>so last night i step outside behind the garage.</title>
    <published>2006-07-30T01:46:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-30T04:39:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gridlock - formless</lj:music>
    <content type="html">and what do i see but 3 deer. a mom and her 2 babies. i have seen this little family around the neighborhood on 3 or 4 seperate occasions. but this time was different. i was on the ground with them. every other time has been in my vehicle. so i decided to take the opportunity to move closer in. i stooped down and slowly started walking closer to them. when they looked up from their snack i froze. and started again when all 3 were back down grazing. then i noticed an opossum beside the apple tree in the same field. as i moved closer to the creatures of the night the babies moved closer to the opossum. until they were virtually nose to nose with the daring marsupial. i ducked behind a tree to watch their interactions. soon the opossum hissed at the babies and they ran to be with their mothor. bats swarm over head. the sillouette of the buck appears under the trees. i dont know who sees who first. i continue to watch the deer graze. but i am captivated by the buck in the distance. soon i turn my head to the mom and her kids but i cant find them anymore. i know the buck will soon follow behind so i stick around to watch him cross. when he comes out it is closer than had anticipated. he trotted closer to me. stomps his hooves on the ground. he is 20 yards in front of me. i didnt know if he was gonna charge or what. my cat buster sits behind me watching with me the whole time. he snorts. stomps his hooves some more. turns and gallops into the woods to the left snorting 4 or 5 more times. and there sits me, the opossum, and buster... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eye of the tiger was playing over ther intercom system in walmart. boy did i look like a big dope laughing at soundwaves in the middle of the ultimate metaphor of clarksville.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:57182</id>
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    <title>today..</title>
    <published>2006-06-30T03:35:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-30T03:35:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>squarepusher - music is one rotted note</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i drank a pint of blood.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:53685</id>
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    <title>DANGER!</title>
    <published>2005-06-14T15:27:40Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-14T15:27:40Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DANGER!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.berfmurret.com/aural/dangerwillrobinson.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.berfmurret.com/images/danger.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:52995</id>
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    <title>RIP</title>
    <published>2005-03-31T20:35:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-03-31T20:36:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">you will be missed, mitch. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/flukewurm/mitch.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.google.com/news?q=mitch+hedberg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;lr=&amp;amp;safe=off&amp;amp;sa=N&amp;amp;tab=nn&amp;amp;oi=newsr"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>omg</title>
    <published>2004-11-28T17:13:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-28T17:13:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>0_o</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/601-0551310-9600907?asin=0823916839"&gt;http://www.target.com/gp/detail.html/601-0551310-9600907?asin=0823916839&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:52391</id>
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    <title>YUP!!! mee to a T.</title>
    <published>2004-11-25T23:19:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-25T23:19:33Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:51987</id>
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    <title>flukewurm @ 2004-11-04T20:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-11-05T02:16:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-05T02:16:05Z</updated>
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    <title>the american people have spoken</title>
    <published>2004-11-03T09:08:23Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-03T09:08:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Killing Brown people is cool so long as homos don't get married</content>
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    <title>flukewurm @ 2004-10-29T01:57:00</title>
    <published>2004-10-29T07:02:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-29T07:02:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>john waite - missing you</lj:music>
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    <title>what a trying day it has been.</title>
    <published>2004-10-07T18:15:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-10-07T18:15:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">so i went down to my local electronics for less store and i traded my powerbook for an xbox and $1430.00. i almost felt pressured by the salesman but i went ahead with it. i mean. the xbox came with a few games. and i could mod it for only $100 or so more with an extra harddrive and whatnot. anyways. a littlebit down the road i though.. WTF AM I DOING!? my powerbook is worth more than $1430 and an xbox - or rather i would prefer i have my powerbook than the cash and xbox. plus my time is too valuable to be playing VIDEOGAMES. it will just turn me into a lazy turd. so i go back to the store and ask them for a return and for my powerbook back - that i had made a mistake. they give me a bunch of mumbojumbo like i have to go upstairs to some storage/warehouse room.. i dont know exactly. but i go upstairs anyways. and up this grand staircase. somewhat mazelike series of rooms walled off by cubicle material. but i make it up to THE room. and i see nearly FIFTY or so sad faced dirty people in this room. the door slams behind me. there is a tall hunchback giving out forms for us to fill out to recieve our lost merchendise. i say 'fuck this' and i break through the doors on the other side and run through the warehouse.. THERE! i see somebody carrying my powerbook to be put up on a shelf!! i NAB it from him and RUN out the doors. everybody is saying STOP STOP STOP!! THIEF!! THERE HE GOES!! but i just keep running. a couple of suits start to chase me. i manage to jump over the handrail on the top floor and fall between the space in the winding staircase ninjastyle. people yelling at me to stop. i land at the bottom and take off again.. people still yelling at me... people grabbing at me. baldheaded men and fat women dressed in suits. i DASH out the front doors.. people right on my tail. there is a fountian/pool outside so i JUMP into the water. hoping this will detur my chasers. oh no my friend. a couple of the fat ladies in business suit/skirts JUMP into the murky waters after me. i kind of chuckled to myself. as i knew i could outswim them in a heartbeat. i pull myself out of the pool and i see a pink and neon green MONSTERTRUCK with wikkid exhaust system and round knobby tires!! this could be my ultimate getaway vehicle.. only problem is.. its owned by ANIMAL from the muppets. i see him racing for his monstertruck - sensing that i wanted to STEAL IT. unfortunately he makes it there first and drives away. i chase after him. i NEED this MONSTERTRUCK!!! soon he CRASHES into a 1920's style mansion. this slows him WAY down. as soon as he is at the edge of the otherside of the house i PULL him from the monstertruck and hop in!! omg its such a tight fit. i mean.. this is a MUPPETS monstertruck.. OOF!! AND its a stickshift!! oh well. now is as best a time to learn as any. so i put it into first and take off!!! by and by i come across a hill that looks like the hill going up hutcheson lane to palmyra rd. as i top the hill i find military vehicles of all sorts.. missle launchers, tanks, hummers, rocket launchers.. along with soldiers scattered ALL over the place.. DUKING IT OUT!! an all out WAR!!.. i race full steam ahead and get stopped by some of the friendlier sodiers... i hop out and explain my situation... as im talking ANIMAL sneaks up on the otherside of the monstertruck and JUMPS in!! and starts driving off... well this alerts the soldiers and they start firing.. missles. rockets. ammo. one of the rockets explodes under the truck sending it AIRBORNE!!!!!!! i bet that sucker flew 200ft up into the air!!! on its descent i notice a missle launcher appear on the underbelly of the MONSTERTRUCK!!! headed down nose first.... 50ft from hitting paydirt.. BOOM!!! the explosion carries him back upward into the stratosphere... headed back down. nose first again.. BOOOM! back up again. into the stratosphere.. back down again.. BOOOM!!! back up... this goes on 2 or 3 more times till he runs out of missles and CRASHES to the earth. i race over to see what remains of the monstertruck.... ... .. and i see.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. this is the part thats top secret. and if i told you id have to kill you.. or the FBI would probably kill ME... im sure you dont want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be off.</content>
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    <title>flukewurm @ 2004-06-06T02:37:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-06T07:42:10Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-06T07:42:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">when given the luxury of the option to have your orange pre-sliced please for the love of god take advantage of that luxury and choose to make use of modern tools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. david byrne is..... wait.. nevermind about the thinghbnj m m uijhuij i said before. it was a premature orange.</content>
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    <title>my poor right arm :-(</title>
    <published>2004-02-01T19:07:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-01T19:12:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gary numan - we are so fragile</lj:music>
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    <title>my cat is cuter than yours</title>
    <published>2004-01-31T17:29:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-06T01:38:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ben folds five - steven's last night in town (live)</lj:music>
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    <title>this is only a test.</title>
    <published>2004-01-28T05:17:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-28T05:56:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>m3rck catalog stream</lj:music>
    <content type="html">picture post!!! i will even do an LJ cut for people who dont give a rats ass and whatnot. and if you DO click on the cut then you have very nearly no right to bitch about the randomness inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/flukewurm/bullshit/P1010005.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/flukewurm/bullshit/P1010025.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/flukewurm/bullshit/P1010082.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/flukewurm/bullshit/affectedmom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/flukewurm/bullshit/yes.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/flukewurm/bullshit/yummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay. i only have one thing to say right now. this world is huge. i learn something new everyday. i feel dwarfed by my peers. --- im listening to a &lt;a href="http://radio.m3rck.net:8000/listen.pls"&gt;live stream&lt;/a&gt; of the entire catalog of a label im planning on sending a demo in to (just gotta finish 3 or so more tracks)... these artists whos names ive never even HEARD of.. they are amazing! i mean - these people probably work at their local bookstore or coffee shop and theyre making amingly technical, emotional, and powerful music! craziness. you never know when youll meet one of them. or see them walking along the sidewalk in some bigger city. youll pass by him.... right past. not batting an eye.... ohkay im rambling. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Name: aaron hutcheson&lt;br&gt;Your Date of Birth: 05/20/1981&lt;br&gt;Your Question or Information: &lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="10"&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Past&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.brindy.org.uk/runecaster/images/lagaz.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lagaz&lt;/b&gt; - Intuition, imagination, success in studies, creativity, vitality and passion (especially for women).&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Present&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.brindy.org.uk/runecaster/images/mannaz.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mannaz&lt;/b&gt; - Cooperation, teamwork, collaboration, help and aid from others, beginning new projects, especially with others.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="200"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Future&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.brindy.org.uk/runecaster/images/perdhro.gif" align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perdhro&lt;/b&gt; - Unexpected gains, hidden secrets coming to light, discovering that which has been lost, spiritual evolution.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cast the runes here:&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brindy.org.uk/runecaster/" target="_new"&gt;Rune Caster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohkay. ususally im not into these things so much. but this one was holy balls accurate. im skeert! O____O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.scheib.net/play/demos/what/"&gt;geek out&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>zap?</title>
    <published>2004-01-24T05:35:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-06T01:39:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>aphex twin - outside</lj:music>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:42447</id>
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    <title>eep.</title>
    <published>2004-01-18T22:43:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-18T22:43:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gescom - the sounds of machines</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so. last night was a life altering experience. as cliche as that phrase may sound it is actually pretty representative of the way i feel. and i dont know what to do. o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um.. i have so much inside me....... i dont think i can write. what. is going on. ummmmmmm.... i spilled tea on my powerbook 2 nights ago when i was at work.. that made me sad. aaaand. gah. imma go put up an ebay auction. or.. play some more with the track i started today. or.. something else semi-productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanx for the marvelous time last night. n'stuff.</content>
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    <title>i &amp;lt;3 dog milk.</title>
    <published>2004-01-08T06:52:37Z</published>
    <updated>2004-01-08T06:52:37Z</updated>
    <lj:music>erik satie - gymnopedia #1</lj:music>
    <content type="html">damn. something. went to santa fe tonight. darwin awards in the waiting. they dont charge you for every beer there. and the beers they DO charge you for are a damn dollar. so it was ohkay. tonight i realized how bitter, elitist, cynnical and selective i really am. and im ohkay with that. do i deserve to be? probably not. but who gives a fuck. ill be one of those bitter old men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again today i couldnt translate what i wanted from my head to my hands to my ears. so disappointing. so many disappointments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a curse. oh well. maybe after my academic degree is over with i will. do. something. else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news lindys redid her room. she got new carpet today. i think this was part of her xmas present. so im not too bitchy. + im happy enough with my living space as it is. mostly. (tho i could probably fill another house with all the shit i have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gah. that was dribble. bye.</content>
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    <title>oof!</title>
    <published>2003-12-30T18:18:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-30T18:18:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ben folds - tiny dancer</lj:music>
    <content type="html">just woke up. last night my dream included shooting a bazooka at a life sized spaceshuttle&amp;rocket in my backyard still horizontal to the ground, 8 bit explosions, the spaceshuttle&amp;rocket taking off on the ground, following ben folds around... i will spare you the rest... cuz i know how people ususally dont give a rats ass about the details of somebody elses dreams... also i dont remember a whole lot more. it was a pretty bitchin dream tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nobody is home right now. kind of an odd feeling.</content>
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    <title>-_O</title>
    <published>2003-12-19T06:14:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-02-06T01:46:51Z</updated>
    <lj:music>gazelle elite exercize machine</lj:music>
    <content type="html">damn they leave nothing to the imagination&lt;br /&gt;you can see her fucking taco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.berfmurret.com/xxx/wompus.mp3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://webpages.charter.net/flukewurm/bullshit/berf.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:flukewurm:39309</id>
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    <title>$_$</title>
    <published>2003-12-11T18:10:17Z</published>
    <updated>2003-12-11T18:16:15Z</updated>
    <lj:music>frogs - grandma in the corner with a penis in her hand</lj:music>
    <content type="html">GREETINGS TO ALL AND TO ALL A HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been sick since friday. i felt like comPLETE ass sunday. im still coughing a bit and i have a lil runny nose but besides that i -am- very near 100%. oh what a bitch it is to be sick during exam week. tho i think it may have been a blessing in disguise? cuz i DID do kinda decent - and maybe that was attributed to my *i have nothing else really to live for* attitude this past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only had 3 exams. well acutally 2 tests (saturday, wednesday) and one final homework that counts a mass % of our grade (monday - was assigned FRIDAY! O_O). i did pretty damn well on ALL of these finals. im actually kinda proud of myself - tho i AM going to hell for one of them ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm - w0t else... absolutly nothing really since ive been sick there has been NO partying or NOTTTTING!!! playing a lot of &lt;a href="http://www.planethalflife.com/"&gt;half life&lt;/a&gt;.. aaaand.. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i upploaded some racket to my website. so if anybody gives a rats ass about listening to so noises and beeps and twirps i made then go check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.berfmurret.com"&gt;berfmurret&lt;/a&gt; and go to the music section (telephone).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im stoked school is over - as is everyone else is, im sure.</content>
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    <title>:)</title>
    <published>2003-11-30T05:30:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-30T06:34:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">movies aaron needs to buy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the adam sandler movies (billy madison, little nicky (im watching now. its wow), happy gilmore, big daddy, waterboy, etc...)&lt;br /&gt;the TNMT trilogy  (god i love being a turtle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing: &lt;a href="http://www.capalert.com/capreports/southpark.htm"&gt;http://www.capalert.com/capreports/southpark.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3 this page. one of my all-time favs.</content>
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    <title>O_______O</title>
    <published>2003-11-28T01:25:06Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-28T01:26:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">if you care anthing about seeing super mario 3 being beaten in little over 10 minutes... clicke hea:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.berfmurret.com/xxx/moSMB3.wmv"&gt;http://www.berfmurret.com/xxx/moSMB3.wmv&lt;/a&gt; (18 MB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the tricks this guy pulls off is pretty f0rkin amazing. like w0ah.</content>
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    <title>&amp;gt;8*[</title>
    <published>2003-11-26T23:43:53Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-26T23:47:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>i just farted.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">fuckfuckfuckfuck!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked all night last night. good quiet night. some fucker from sprint PCS kept calling INSISTING that we serve a cell site out in cookville. after like the 3rd phone call he slips up and mentions something about *UPPER* cumberland electric.. i was like "HA!!! we aint no UPPER cumberland electric.. beeeyosh!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to 2d design. showed jimmy a couple of assignments i had completed last night sometime. always good fun. then robb and i went to reds bakery to get some DELICIOUS cawntry breakfast! 5 damn dollars for some KILLER food. thats what A-RONS talkin ab00t!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped calc on purpose today.. but i REALLY quite wanted to go to numerical analysis. i set my alarm, trusting in the dependability of modern electronics. heh. mistake. fuckfuckfuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh yeah. thats all really. fuck.</content>
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    <title>o_o</title>
    <published>2003-11-24T07:05:04Z</published>
    <updated>2003-11-24T07:15:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>ben folds</lj:music>
    <content type="html">im a walking talking ticking time bomb... no matter what i do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only a matter of time. &lt;br /&gt;so please, dont even bother. i know i wont.</content>
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