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  <title>im not a druggy, i just play one on tv</title>
  <subtitle>im still waitin on that ghettopass</subtitle>
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    <name>someone tell canada to stop calling me</name>
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  <updated>2009-12-29T22:36:25Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:120962</id>
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    <title>~Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year~</title>
    <published>2009-12-29T22:34:34Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-29T22:36:25Z</updated>
    <category term="camaro"/>
    <category term="childhood crushed"/>
    <category term="trash"/>
    <category term="family"/>
    <category term="holidays"/>
    <category term="fuck you all"/>
    <content type="html">First off: My lovely James Cameron altercating-eBay poster wielding-small hat wearing Uncle, Kevin, has been all up on my grill about a GIFT (wrapped up under the Christmas tree for ME about 5 years go) that he gave ME. It is a framed piece of artwork that Angelina Jolie drew. He wants it back. He has wanted it back ever since I took his *free* Costco card away. Boo fucking hoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he gave me the GIFT the only stipulation was "don't sell this because it's priceless to me." (Spoken from someone who sells anything/anything from celebs on ebay.) NOT "oh hai i will want this back in 5 years when I am butthurt because I cant pay 50$ for my own Costco membership and i'm going to act like I am 5 years old instead of 30!!!!!!!! And i'm on tmz bitch!!!!" Okay yes, when I moved to Anaheim I did not want to take the artwork with me (because I knew he would want it back like now) so I left it up in my old closet in my grandma's (his mom's) house. But my mom (his sister) was like "ZOMG KEVIN OWES ME LIKE 5BILLION DOLLARS SO I AM GOING TO TAKE THIS!" And I was just like "Whatever I hate you both I am moving to Anaheim."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my mom took it/didn't take it/lost it/didn't lose it/what have you. Frankly I wish I knew where it was so I could burn it and or give it back to him so I could stop getting these misspelled "IM TAKING U TO COURT" texts. Also him saying "IM SAVING THIS CONVO." Fine, save the convo. Truth is; I know where you sleep at night Kevin. And all you know is that I am somewhere in Anaheim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings us to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me having like 5 missed calls from my Grandma this morning. I thought it was re:OPERATION ANGELINA JOLIE ARTWORK. But I guess not. It's something loltastic and worse. To make a longer story longer. My old car; 1989 Camaro, used to be my uncles (Kevin's brother, Allen) And I drove it and put money into it and my Stepdad put like 8k into it. And my bro and sister both drove it. And now the car is dead and my parents want to get rid of it. But my grandma wants to keep it since *she* paid 16k for it in 1989 for her ~precious Allen.~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the Camaro is in my grandmas driveway. And my grandma tells her drug addicted "housekeeper" (read: chick with a 4 yr old always there, screaming, who steals more things than she cleans up) that she can borrow the Camaro. Druggie housekeeper takes off the lic plate since the tags are paid until Aug '10. She puts the whole plate on the back of her new car (And of course leaves her car's old plate on the front.) THEN baby daddy gets wind of this, wants custody of the 4 yr old crack baby, and calls the po. Druggie housekeeper is arrested my mom has to go pick up the plates yadda yadda and my grandma goes BALLISTIC because somehow she cares more about druggie housekeeper than saving her own skin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently since the Camaro is in my moms name even though my grandma requested it to be in her driveway, it's stolen property. Now I just think the plate was stolen. Story is still developing on all this but my grandma claims she has to turn herself in to be arrested tomorrow. I really hope/think she is lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP IT CLASSY HUNTINGTON HARBOUR RESIDENTS!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:120779</id>
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    <title>LOL FOREVER</title>
    <published>2009-12-25T05:26:36Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-25T05:26:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My uncle going at it with James Cameron.&lt;br /&gt;SO LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it was played on tmz tonight too. The fact that it was on ONTD just made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bit.ly/8uLRbL"&gt;http://bit.ly/8uLRbL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little better than the time him and I got kicked out of the Jay-Z music video shoot for being the only two white people there. ~conspicuous~</content>
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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-12-11T19:26:00</title>
    <published>2009-12-12T03:26:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-12-12T03:26:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I love Parks And Rec. Nothing else in this world could ever make me laugh that hard.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:120188</id>
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    <title>Facebook</title>
    <published>2009-11-10T22:59:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-10T22:59:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On Facebook you can change your default language from English to Pirate. Try it- it's most excellent.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:119846</id>
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    <title>My love/hate relationship.</title>
    <published>2009-11-05T17:18:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-05T17:18:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I seem to be having a love/hate relationship with where I am currently residing. Which would be Anacrime, CA. I was superstoked to land my first apartment and yes it is fairly affordable, much more so than Huntington Beach could be. Stores are open later, granting me more flexibility, and it is after all my first place on my own (yay go me.) But I do miss things about Huntington Beach. I am a paranoid freak so of course I felt a lot safer there. I do miss living in a house opposed to living in an apartment that jackasses describe as a "motel set up" (The outside with all doors facing inward, not the inside the inside is lovely.) Maybe I do miss the whole town being dead quiet when it reaches a safe 9:30pm. I guess Huntington Beach is more of a "family-town" and Anacrime is just loads of apartments and Disney workers. I do know I will be moving as close as possible if not IN Huntington Beach come next year August (9 months-ish away?) So my Anacrime chapter in my life should be closed by then. In some ways I wish I could move to another state, another climate, a fresh start and look at the world, but bring my family, loved ones, job and all coworkers with me. *le sigh*</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:119716</id>
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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-10-18T21:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-19T04:29:16Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-19T04:29:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I am totes downloading all the seasons of Futurama. Costco has all the eps in a huge bender head that is awesome yet 100$. So I said NO WAY BRO! And now I am transmissioning that isht. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RockandRoll</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:119342</id>
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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-10-04T00:00:00</title>
    <published>2009-10-04T07:20:37Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-04T07:20:37Z</updated>
    <category term="glasses"/>
    <category term="omg new shiny!"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Old Glasses (okay less than a year old but still...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.getdropbox.com/u/666886/Photo%20on%202009-09-30%20at%2014.23.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And new! Excuse the shitty face looks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.getdropbox.com/u/666886/Photo%20on%202009-10-03%20at%2023.55.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.getdropbox.com/u/666886/Photo%20on%202009-10-03%20at%2023.57%20%232.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.getdropbox.com/u/666886/Photo%20on%202009-10-03%20at%2023.57%20%233.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://dl.getdropbox.com/u/666886/Photo%20on%202009-10-03%20at%2023.58.jpg"&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:119020</id>
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    <title>So I moved to Anaheim...</title>
    <published>2009-08-11T05:17:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-11T05:17:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">and it is wonderful and beautiful and I will take pictures and force them upon you soon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:118632</id>
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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-07-16T14:28:00</title>
    <published>2009-07-16T21:28:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-16T21:28:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">tonyleppek@mac.com&lt;br /&gt;2:27&lt;br /&gt;bored.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy&lt;br /&gt;2:27&lt;br /&gt;getajob.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonyleppek@mac.com&lt;br /&gt;2:27&lt;br /&gt;ihaveajob.gov&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffy&lt;br /&gt;2:27&lt;br /&gt;goworkthen.info&lt;br /&gt;andstopwatching.tv</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:118405</id>
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    <title>i have been watching much discovery health channel.</title>
    <published>2009-07-12T06:40:41Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-12T06:40:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">apparently "super obesity" is a medical term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear: seeing myself in one of the "from the waist-down obese ppl walking around-stock footage"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:118167</id>
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    <title>I am totally playing babysitter right now.</title>
    <published>2009-07-08T06:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-08T06:55:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And they stole my Sake. And they are walking into sliding glass doors and making loud ass boom noises while I am in my bathroom with the door locked on my macbook. I have work tomorrow and I have to make sure these 6 kids mostly under 18 don't do anything stupid. But they finished off the smirnoff and half of them aren't wearing pants. It can only go downhill from here...</content>
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    <title>keep calm carry on</title>
    <published>2009-06-02T00:37:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-02T00:39:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have done it.&lt;br /&gt;I have managed to predict the future.&lt;br /&gt;I foresaw us together in this instance. Our path over the past handful of years could only lead us both to this abysmal resolution. You were my honest dear friend, breathtaking lover and formidable foe. What we both had once shared I had looked most forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet by that morning I knew. I may have planned it out methodically. Fine, I admit- I am by far no great and wondrous soothsayer. I took whatever steps I felt were right and just. Safe heroic and ever seductive. I still have it after all these years I guess. We still could not control ourselves. But our last clash would be that of two naked souls(bodies) trying to achieve the limits that we once put unto ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is in this instance that I shall remember you: pure and clean and smiling your mischievous smile.&lt;br /&gt;No tears-no never agains.</content>
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    <title>if you can't beat em-join em.</title>
    <published>2009-05-29T08:40:49Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-29T08:40:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/3/5/9/1/2/130445-121953/bcuk9.jpg"&gt;</content>
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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-05-14T10:27:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-14T17:27:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-02T00:38:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">life flows on within you and without you</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:117108</id>
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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-03-24T14:39:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-24T21:39:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-24T22:38:45Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;I'm in the market for a new car&lt;/b&gt; I have a 12k loan at 3.9% and a trade in worth 5k but I'm expecting for them to only give me 2-4k on it. I also saved 5k cash. So I'm working with 20k or less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Options: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Around $11,000 -A 2008 Toyota Yaris Hatchback-will be used so little to no warranty. I fit fairly inside it- I'm 6'1." Toyota is quality so I hope it'll last long, but lack of warranty scares me. Having to not use my savings is appealing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Around $18,000 out the door- A 2010 KIA Soul. Brand new- full 5 yr +10yr power train warranty. Bigger car- More $$ on insurance probably. KIAs lose value quickly. I love the way it looks/drives. Might last longer than the Yaris (bc of warranty?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks in advance.</content>
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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-03-17T14:58:00</title>
    <published>2009-03-17T21:59:13Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-17T21:59:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I wanna be on you.</content>
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    <title>Connection whut?</title>
    <published>2009-02-28T08:45:26Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-28T08:45:26Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">I had &lt;i&gt;such&lt;/i&gt; a great day today. &lt;br /&gt;Now my mind is going &lt;s&gt;crazy&lt;/s&gt; and I can't sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;what if what if what it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Posted via &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/cosysoftware_en/"&gt;LiveJournal.app&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>eeep</title>
    <published>2009-02-23T12:45:28Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-23T12:45:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's almost 5 am and I need to go to sleep. My key got stuck in my bedroom door earlier, meaning I have no way of safely locking it. Whenever I cannot lock my door I am unable to sleep until the sun comes up. I guess I just do not feel safe. It's rather absurd, being as though I live in the 8th most safest city in the United States. And my house is always locked up anyways, so why should it matter if my bedroom door is locked? I guess I have just gotten used to it.</content>
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    <title>sometimes it physically hurts.</title>
    <published>2009-02-21T06:59:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-21T06:59:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I really don't like having negative people in my life. It's true. I feel as though I am negative enough myself, so adding someone who can't even think of one good thing to be happy about is really just a recipe for disaster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... along comes this guy who is the total mindfucking opposite of negative. And what do I do? Get even more perturbed. I don't know. Maybe it is just because it seems as though he is "going out of his way" to be this &lt;i&gt;person&lt;/i&gt; this &lt;i&gt;enigma&lt;/i&gt;. But it is just too early to tell really. I've known him for a year, yet only as of recently tried to grasp a better understanding of who he is (or who he perceives himself as.) I guess I will find out next week, when we go venture to do something poetic, meaningful, and true. (Hopefully one of those three if not all.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck :)</content>
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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-02-18T17:14:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-19T01:14:42Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-19T01:14:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So i got to thinking! Isn't this so cool! Exclamation points! Make me look like I am HAPPY!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:qualityoflife:115548</id>
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    <title>Let's do this again, with feeling.</title>
    <published>2009-02-15T05:31:02Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-15T19:08:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You&amp;rsquo;re a piece of work&lt;br /&gt;While I&amp;rsquo;m standing here with the key in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Second class citizen &lt;br /&gt;Wondering why your delusions are filled with such bias,&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of self indulgence-&lt;br /&gt;Drunk on feelings of peace.</content>
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    <title>THE WORLD IS A BEAUTIFUL PLACE... Lawrence Ferlinghetti</title>
    <published>2009-01-31T06:25:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-31T06:25:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;pre&gt;
Oh the world is a beautiful place 

					 to be born into

         if you don't much mind 

				   a few dead minds

	      in the higher places

				     or a bomb or two

		   now and then

				     in your upturned faces

   or such other improprieties 
		
		    as our Name Brand society

		         is prey to

				  with its men of distinction

	and its men of extinction

				       and its priests

		and other patrolmen

					and its various segregations
    and congressional investigations

					     and other constipations

	         that our fool flesh

					is heir to




    Yes the world is the best place of all

				         for a lot of such things as

	making the fun scene

				       and making the love scene

 and making the sad scene

	     and singing low songs and having inspirations

        and walking around

				looking at everything

					   and smelling flowers

        and goosing statues

			      and even thinking

					      and kissing people and

	     making babies and wearing pants

						 and waving hats and

				         dancing

		     and going swimming in rivers

			         on picnics

				         in the middle of the summer

		and just generally

					'living it up'



  Yes

     but then right in the middle of it

					   comes the smiling

				  mortician

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    <title>qualityoflife @ 2009-01-16T00:53:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-16T08:56:26Z</published>
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    <content type="html">My favorite quote in the history of time and space just got straight up TRAMPLED (by some easy btch anywayz)&lt;br /&gt;It's a-okay because I have a new one. It's "People are fucking assholes" and by people I mean everyone.&lt;br /&gt;People just trying to be heard. You can't be heard if no one wants to hear your bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;I survived today with one less hubcap, plus one gap in my teeth. (unrelated_)&lt;br /&gt;It's a good season to be done trying.</content>
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    <title>Honesty</title>
    <published>2009-01-13T08:50:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-13T08:50:06Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't know where to begin, and have the slightest feeling on where to end. I have what seems like infinite sympathy for others. &lt;/b&gt;I am going to get &lt;s&gt;who&lt;/s&gt;what I deserve, no matter how much it &lt;s&gt;kills&lt;/s&gt;strengthens me as a person.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;small&gt;Posted via &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/cosysoftware_en/"&gt;LiveJournal.app&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Letter to You</title>
    <published>2009-01-08T20:28:48Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I do not know who you are,&lt;br /&gt;but my nimble mind gives an accurate illusion to who I would like you to be.&lt;br /&gt;I see myself in you.&lt;br /&gt;Every attribute one would claim as an outstanding quality,&lt;br /&gt;No faults.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that egotistical.&lt;br /&gt;You would consider yourself somewhat of a skeptic,&lt;br /&gt;To which my selflessness would kindly counteract.&lt;br /&gt;You would prove yourself as an intellect,&lt;br /&gt;When I got to know you,&lt;br /&gt;if you let me.&lt;br /&gt;Again I would probably try and prove myself to you,&lt;br /&gt;Under the guise of proving myself to myself.&lt;br /&gt;Yet none of this would matter once I got you naked.</content>
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