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  <title>A day in the life of someone with big balls</title>
  <subtitle>An artist with balls of steel and a heart of gold. I sound like a trans hooker.</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Katie of the Massively Large Testicles</name>
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  <updated>2009-08-21T17:37:31Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:katiebignuts:330880</id>
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    <title>Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist - a Review</title>
    <published>2009-08-21T17:36:40Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-21T17:37:31Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Nick and Norahs Invite Playlist is the Tower Records for the "Now" indie generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much like in Tower Records the movie consists of a series of different teenagers who are all contemporary trendy stereotypes who like (or pretend to like) music. All of them have problems that pertain to their particular stereotype. Most of these problems involve their messed up love lives. Though over controlling parents is not a concern for any of these teens who act more like college students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stereotypes the movie appeals to would be kids who are any or all of the above:&lt;br /&gt;Indie (in a band), Indie (not in a band but loving obscure bands), Straight-edge, Gay, Sluts, Drunks, Jewish, Poor (in a cool way), Rich (in a down-low way), Virgins who dont want to be virgins anymore, Girls who cheat on guys, People who are in a Friends-with-Benefits relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story explores one afternoon through to the following morning as the kids scamper (via a complicated array of old, worn down but cool&amp;nbsp;'only teens would buy this crap'&amp;nbsp;vehicles) all over Manhattan, New York City, Brooklyn and the surrounding area. The hook or story driving plot device is a band called Wheres Fluffy? that we never actually see perform, but who is apparently hugely popular and yet extremely mysterious because you can only find their shows by getting news from bathroom stalls, word of mouth, and cryptic radio disc-jockeys. And even so, half of the clues lead to this other really bad white rap band doing a bait and switch on the fans, forcing them to leave just as quickly as theyve congregated into this instant-plastic-beer-cup-parties.&lt;br /&gt;In a predictable turn of events, Nick, who is having a hard time getting over Trish, his recent ex, ends up meeting Norah who is Trishs friend and who has always enjoyed his mix CDs, at one his bands gigs. (His band is comprised of 2 gay guys and himself, none of whom is a drummer. Apparently this information is really important in the film. For absolutely no reason.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They pretend to be dating because Trish teases Norah about being single. Trish then proceeds to get very jealous and does her very best to slut her little claws back around Nick (whom is now desirable because someone other than Trish wants him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick and Norah fight and agree all through out the film while Norahs drunk friend goes about being drunk, disorderly, sloppy and gross. The wad of gum becomes a primary character and has a rather disgusting adventure throughout the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, Nick and Norah hook up in almost gratuitous sex (except its not sex, but they do participate in a rather dated late 80s-early 90s moaning via sound studio equipment scene) and then proceed to choose each other when both their exes rear their ugly heads at the Wheres Fluffy show that FINALLY TAKES PLACE except we dont get to watch it. Since the main actors leave to go make out on the escalators down into the subway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cute, its going to be dated in about 10 years when another movie becomes the Breakfast Club/Tower Records/Nick &amp;amp; Norahs of that generation, and aside from the gross scenes with the drunk girl can be rather enjoyable if you dont expect too much from it. Juno was far more humorous and tongue in cheek, as well as more original. Though this movie has that kind of feel in its production.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also disappointed that the opening credits showed a whole bunch of cool band names and yet none of the bands shown actually had any music played in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, its not bad but you could find something better to do with your time. I dont think having skipped this movie would have in any way affected my life.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Formal Announcement</title>
    <published>2008-12-19T22:54:32Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-19T22:54:32Z</updated>
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    <category term="all cake&amp;apos;s day"/>
    <category term="holidays"/>
    <category term="day"/>
    <content type="html">As of today, heretofore December 19th shall be known as All Cake's Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In celebration of this holiday please be sure to enjoy a little of each cake you encounter through out the day.&lt;br /&gt;So shall it be written, so shall it be done.</content>
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    <title>A Brief Hiatus</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T15:14:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T15:14:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've got a lot going on right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, until the new year, I'm going to take a blogging break just to deal with everything and the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone a great Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years. See you all in 09!</content>
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    <title>Home</title>
    <published>2008-11-27T01:21:23Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-27T01:21:23Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>"imagine me &amp; you"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's done. It's 30 degrees and I'm getting over a cold but I'm home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;By this point I've showered and eaten, I'm just letting everyone know.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Happy holidays ;)&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be home.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Ruminate, really chew the cud</title>
    <published>2008-11-26T06:57:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-26T06:57:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A moment alone often ends up in me just.. rehashing new ideas. Its hard to explain exactly how 'new' can be 're'hashed..&lt;br /&gt;but thats what its like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just think.. and particularly at night.. I&amp;nbsp;just think think think think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive made posts about the night time before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Rau and HB today.&lt;br /&gt;I was my talkative self but I&amp;nbsp;think I was a little schizo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank you Rau for letting me just talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many new.. ideas/thoughts/realizations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just..&lt;br /&gt;so many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;feel so huge and yet so small all at the same time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of this matters and its yet so huge at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;wish I could just explain everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;love thinking and 'true' talking more than anything&lt;br /&gt;eating&lt;br /&gt;sleeping&lt;br /&gt;warmth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only.. if only.</content>
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    <title>Chuck e cheese and ink</title>
    <published>2008-11-24T10:28:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-24T10:28:03Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Metal!!</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my 'older' (though younger than me) brother's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;His 26th.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We (El and I) were promised CEC's (Chuck E Cheeses) by our prof in SoCal but it was meant as a joke. It totally got us in the mood though. So we decided to take sergio there for his BDay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We meant it as a surprise. We thought he'd get a kick out of it since we we often when we were younger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are strangers to the area so we used GPS. Our first CEC was a BUST!! It was NoMore!! It was an Ex-CEC! So we headed for a second destination. Along he way we passed a second CEC by chance (I didn't notice it) but it was on Serg's side of the car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Upon seeing it he said whistfully "Man, we should go there!" to which Elena said "Where?" and he said "CEC!" and I was like. "what, there's one here?" me and El looked at each other and started laughing. Once we told sergio why, he and roger joined in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It took some doing to get to it, the expressways in Texas are INSANE. Anyway, we got there and played like every freaking game!! Hella fun! Roger and El found a rigged ticket game and spent their coins like woah!! I mostly played fun non ticket games. But we closed the place down and I still had tons of coins, so I went crazy on the ticket machines. We ended up with 983 tickets or something but ALL the prices sucked. So sergio gave the tickets to a little black deaf kid. ;) he said he felt like Jesus (for giving on his Bday) and then we all laughed as he waited for lightning to strike.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all kept a token as remembrance. It was a good evening over all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went back to his (Sergio's) place and met his roomie and the roomies GF. Both of whom were rad. The gay jokes and razzing abounded. James (the roomie) made a reference to his and Roger's homosexual relationship by saying it's Love because he tosses 'rogers salad' all the time. To which my sister replied naively "But roger doesn't eat salads...?" we all laughed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... I swear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;We decided as a gift, since we all felt so close, we should all get matching tattoos. El and I stayed up designing some.&lt;br /&gt;We all went to sleep and what not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got together for lunch today and called a friend of Sergios whose brother is a tatt artist who could hook us up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went back to the apartment and met some more of his friends. All way awesome in my opinion (if a bit "off color" but that's just how I like them!!) most of them fairly attractive in that "college guy" way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We played rock band 2 for hours!! Omg SO FUN!! We were starting to get wiped but the GF made food YUM!!! We wanted to do monopoly but we all had to decide on a tatt, which took a bit and I spent like an hour cleaning it up in Photoshop while people hung out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is what we decided on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/katiebignuts/pic/0002gpq9" width="639" height="853" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry it's fuzzy, I took A pic with my iphone from the laptop. Best I could do. It's the letters of our last name. See if you can spot them!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We all wanted them in diff places which is cool. It's one of the three I designed. Everyone liked it. It has a sort of medieval/Asian/atari feel to it but it's cool. It was my least fave design but I like it more and more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We got our shut together. Took the bike out of the truck into the apartment (because with four people we could barely drive!!) and headed to the tattooist guy's house. Josh was AWESOME! Super tall, cool and laid back, another hottie xD.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He played metal and drum and base (yoink, I took some music off his pc. Woot!!) and had some killer ink of his own! The place was really chill. He made some prints in various sizes and we all got 'fitted' for sizing. Roger got the biggest one, on his upperarm/shoulder. Sergio got the second biggest on the back of his bicept. Elena the third biggest on her back/shoulder blade and I got the smallest, over my old tatt. Once fitted the order was decided. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Roger went first. He didn't make a peep and his tatt was huge and PERFECT! Sergio was supposed to go second but he was sleepy and he lives in the area so they're gonna do his later. He mostly just napped while We were there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;El and Alex (josh's brother) went to get food and had this CRAZY adventure at the what-a-burger drive thru. He's like a stand up comedian. It was awesome. We ate and El went next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She cried and made a lot of noise. We tended to her sweetly and got her tissues and stuff but she was having a really hard time. We she finished she threw up from the adrenaline overload. But she survived :) I'm really proud of her. Josh was really amazing and talked to her sweetly the whole time. I really respect his patience and kindness.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went next. It was a bunch of laughs. The needle kept spitting and staining my arm. And sometimes he wobbled and made a few goofups but we took it one step at a time and fixed every one. He was happy for the practice. We were grateful for his time because he squeezed us in like at the last minute. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So he and I were artist perfectonists like obsessing about every detail. And we kept bantering back and forth about the sensations and how stupid my skin was and where needed to be touched up. He was very patient and went over every inch as many times as he needed to, no matter how many 'mistakes' I found. Very very cool.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's what my arm looks like now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/katiebignuts/pic/0002h62t" width="639" height="853" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You can just barely see the tips of the wings in the picture. I think it's going to heal up good. He did do 3 tatts today so if there are any gaps I can get them fixed later. No worries!  ;) still this was such a random and yet über cool like group idea. I'm so psyched. The tatts remind me of the 'Heroes' mark a lot xD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3 down 1 to go. It's 4:22 now and we have a lot to do tomorrow before getting back on the road. Damn with the iPhone that took a fucking hour to post!! I promise a group photo with all the tatts in a few days!! Later gators.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, soon to be continued!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Night!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>US Relations: Border Scare</title>
    <published>2008-11-22T01:23:36Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-22T01:23:36Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So... Were doin our thing driving down I-10 E and we pass a border patrol truck. Were legal and so of course think little of it. Well... Then there are some blue lights "ok fuck a duck!!!" we pull over kinda freakin cuz we didn't think you could get pulled over for speeding by the BP( which we weren't doing!!!) but it turned out to be two really nice guys ( everyone is nice down here,  even the coppers!!) apparantly the chain that keeps the trailer attached was dragging a bit and sparking on the asphalt ! Fun! So with our handy dandy duck tape we secured them a bit better. Meanwhile , they ask from where we came and where were going and they said we'd have a lot of fun in Austin. I think it's gonna be great ^_^ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be continued..&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Finally</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T23:30:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T23:30:26Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Texas! High five!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hungry, Broke and Ugly</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T22:43:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T22:43:03Z</updated>
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    <lj:music>Mother by Danzig</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Well, the gas man came. Filled us up and we sped off to deming.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why? More gas, sonic burgers and WalMart.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At sonic I picked up a 'Blue Coconut' slushee thing. I was trepidatious...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/katiebignuts/pic/0002f01r" width="639" height="853" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's certainly blue... And slushee (it's practically liquid) but I'm not so sure about the coconut. It tastes like non-descript wet cold sweet thing o.o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was expecting hating it ...&lt;br /&gt;Elena just farted. Deja vu Arizona!!!&lt;br /&gt;...But finding it almost flavorless (it definitely tastes BLUE at least) I'm not sure how it makes me feel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went to Kmart no wait ... Wal-Mart (they were next to each other) to get reserve gas cans. So we don't have to do THAT shit again. We met some rednecks who were funny and made fun of us for taking two gas cans (don't ask).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But on the way in we noticed some Mormons. El freaked out and was like "I hope they don't come over to convert us... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So they did. It was kinda funny. We were like 'we've talked to Mormons before'&lt;br /&gt;And one of them was 'well we talk to people to Convert and Baptize them'&lt;br /&gt;I was taken aback by that. Blunt wow. -laughs- anyway. They gave us propaganda and we went inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the way out of the parking lot we saw a homeless guy with a sign that read&lt;br /&gt;"broke, hungry" and under it had an up arrow and beneath that it said UGLY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started laughing so hard I felt so bad we don't have any cash right now. But we thumbs upped him and he did it back and laughed with us. It's not food but at least he smiled. That always makes things less bleak.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10 hours to go til Austin. Wish us luck!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Horror stories to tell in the sun</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T18:50:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T18:50:05Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;And then, the AAA agent said...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/katiebignuts/pic/0002ekgz" width="639" height="853" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It will take TWO HOURS TO GET GAS!&lt;br /&gt;(yes I am holding a flashlight under my chin)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-children scream-&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Once upon a time in new Mexico</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T18:36:38Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T18:36:38Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So, we left Lordsburg where we crashed for the night with 3 pips out of 10 on our gas gauge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We drove 15-20 minutes at a slight upward slant (which most of arizona and new mexico has been) and bars dropped down suddenly, screaming "add fuel add fuel".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So we pulled over on I 10 E at the 39 mile marker and called AAA. Now it's just a waiting game Til they bring us gas and we can get back on the road!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What an adventure!!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stone cold</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T08:00:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T08:00:05Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defacing Rocks Unlawful&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;HA&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the interesting road signs we've run into on our expedition. &lt;br /&gt;We are at gas place called The Thing?(the ? Is actually in it's name!)&lt;br /&gt;60 miles from NM. I've been taking a nap. My mouth is dry. My thoughts are short. My feet are cold. The stars are so pretty. Katie can't see them a)because she is driving &amp; b)her beloved GPS is causing light pollution.  I can see Orions belt from my window. I like the name Orion........maybe I'll give my one of my future kids that as a middle name or sumthin. I'm so happy were gonna see our brothers. Sergio is turning 25 this Saturday and were gonna celebrate by going to Chuck E. Cheese's &amp;gt;.&amp;lt; HAHahahahahahah (Serg doesn't know it yet ) a tumbleweed just like rolled over the prius ....&lt;br /&gt;To Be Continued...!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I HATE typin on her iphone!! In the time it's taken me to type this 20 miles have passed... Fuck I'll never graduate from secretarial school at this rate!!! What a world what a world.....&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Arizona senses</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T05:22:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T05:22:39Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Driving through Arizona can be experienced many ways.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The sights, the sounds, the SMELLS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a good stretch after the desert, driving with the windows down ended up with is being enveloped in the over powering stench of rotten eggs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15 miles into Casa Grande has a pungent complex aroma:&lt;br /&gt;Manure, urine, bird seed and feet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's been... Interesting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Old Spagetti Factory in Phoenix, AZ did not disappoint. It wasn't marvellous but the food was prepared well, the service was perfect and the décor fun 20's memorabilia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all a very good time fit for a family with finicky eaters!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now let's see if we can make Texas before bed.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sing sing cuisine</title>
    <published>2008-11-21T02:59:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-21T02:59:12Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;State prison SURPRISE Arizona&lt;br /&gt;From prisoners, by prisoners, for prisoners!&lt;br /&gt;You shiv 'em, we serve 'em!&lt;br /&gt;The not so mystery meat!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>One thing</title>
    <published>2008-11-20T05:52:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-20T05:52:03Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I just have one thing to say to you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Put your ass in the air&lt;br /&gt;Put your ass up in the air.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:katiebignuts:306695</id>
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    <title>Jack in the crack!</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T22:31:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T22:31:41Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;El drove first for several hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We've come up with a 'group name'.&lt;br /&gt;We are team "not dead in a ditch".&lt;br /&gt;In this time, we've also written a theme song, simply titled 'Team Not Dead in a Ditch's theme song'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's catchy, akin to the Monkey Island Pirate song, with a playful pirate aesthetic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We won't post it here because it's much better live. Ask us if you want to hear it. A flash/YouTube video is in the works.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wer'e in kettleman city?? (sp)&lt;br /&gt;About 3.5hrs from LA and Long Beach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CHA for tea is going to be our pitstop there. 7th street long beach!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway most of our meetup plans are vague or not happening so if you wanna come by an have sweet toast and bubble team, drop us a line!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We keep meeting awesome people along the way. The repair guy here at Jack in the Box (who is cute) chatted us up :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Talk to you guys in a few hours from Long Beach!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sleepless blues</title>
    <published>2008-11-19T09:21:14Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-19T09:21:14Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;It's 1am. We're in a crummy little hotel in Hayward. It took us an hour to park in the little tiny parking lot. Thanks Leisha, I told you I didn't want to come here for this very space issue 9.9&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But with my sister behind the wheel we managed it. (management lied and complained about the parking job before we moved the car to a second setup of their choice. Which they also complained about. Awesome parking pictures to be included tomorrow)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We showered and ate dinner with Leisha. It was horrendous. She drones on and on about innane bullshit. I can barely focus on her. My mind starts to wander less than five minutes after she opens her mouth. I just nod and make noises so she knows I know she's talking. She seems satisified with that. It's like 'can you TRY to be interesting for a minute please? And not be so focused on yourself?' I don't WANT to know about every single meal you have ever eaten and how each meal compares to every other meal! In fact isn't it rude to talk about food when you're eating!!?! Waugh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was exhausted and was maybe a little mean after dinner (sis called me on it) but Leisha just kinda nodded and kept talking. Whatever. The food on the other hand was really really good! I had scallops and butternut squash ravioli. O M G!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, we got back to the motel around 9 or so and I fell right into bed. My brain won't stop racing and I'm developing an ear infection an I just can't freaking sleep. I keep worrying about Cha for Tea, tomorrow. And Nicki being mean to Crystal and wondering if I am going to see either of them at all :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;No wireless. I miss them all so much right now. Like I'm disconnected from my limbs but I have phantom pain anyway. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel bad that Kat wasn't there yesterday. Like maybe she wanted to avoid me :/ but I guess it's only fair, if she does.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sciotis and Depres probably won't make it which makes me kind of sad. Oh well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've taken aspirin maybe that and having posted will help.  So far we've compromised and have not argued at all :) we can do this! WE CAN DO THIS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now to try to sleep again. Wish me luck!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Panic at the Lakehurst coral</title>
    <published>2008-11-18T21:54:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-18T21:54:35Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;So we landed, got picke up by our ride and got to the house quickly. There was a brief moment of panic but alls well that ends well!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We checked out a local repair shop. Maintenance check, $71 (we were expecting 6 times that!) and the car is ok to drive 'as is' Til we hit the east coast (with periodic duct tape checks) hooray! Relief!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This place was also local (as in across the street and not 6-10 miles away) Bonus!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My baby is back!! I missed you Tardis!! Who's a good boy?? You are!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The closest Uhaul place was bust: the hitch we needed was unavailable and they had no install team.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We went 8 miles away and were told "we got the part but our crew is busy!"&lt;br /&gt;A few moments of explaining our 'rush' and Stacey (the manager) totally pulled through for us! Our hitch is being put in right now, and we were worried about capacity but once again Stacey one upped us and we are getting a bigger trailer at a killer deal!&lt;br /&gt;So in a couple hours we will be on our way back to start loading that puppy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It seems we've had a few hiccups that have turned into opportune miracles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This trip is certainly coming along on a good foot!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Will keep you guys posted!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>First leg of the trip</title>
    <published>2008-11-18T11:36:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-18T11:36:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Dulles airport&lt;br /&gt;Five guys order line&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Check out girl reffered to me as "Sir-Ma'am"&lt;br /&gt;Fastest recovery ever (1 of 3 recoveries thus far)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I congratulated her, but she just looked at me blankly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I almost wanted to ask her why she said sir first, and what 'gave me away' (to change the defect, possibly. But in which direction? I'm not sure even I know) but I didn't. I'm pretty sure I'd just be rewarded with another blank stare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway color me amused.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On another note, laying still with my blindfold on last night resulted in me laying still with my blindfold on. No sleep. Can't say I didn't try my hardest. I'm not even sure if the lack of a crazy dream is reward enough. I kinda like my crazy dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh well, I've got an iced mocha frapp, (two shots!! I learnt my lesson!) let's see what happens. Doing my best to just take things as they come.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Expect more posts as the trip progresses. I'm gonna do my best to keep Elena calm, so this is a fun and easy trip ^^. She has even expressed interest in posting herself :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao bambinos!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Voice Post</title>
    <published>2008-11-16T19:49:56Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-16T19:49:56Z</updated>
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    <title>Voice Post</title>
    <published>2008-11-15T20:14:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-15T20:14:40Z</updated>
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    <title>Because I don't need to whine ALL the time</title>
    <published>2008-11-15T04:41:43Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-15T04:41:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not panama is one of the most awesome fucking things.. ever.&lt;br /&gt;It is beyond compare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_wolf_were' lj:user='wolf_were' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://wolf-were.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://wolf-were.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;wolf_were&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; and &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_thebeardedone' lj:user='thebeardedone' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://thebeardedone.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://thebeardedone.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;thebeardedone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys rock my world. HARD&amp;nbsp;CORE.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much :)&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Weird dreams</title>
    <published>2008-11-12T15:17:08Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-12T15:17:08Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I dreamt I was coming back from Cali but there was no hitch and Rachel was there. I stopped in a cigarette store run by an Amish guy and the store had super cheap name brand cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;I ask Rachel if she will take my cigs and buy me something different in trade.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel doesn't smoke, but a few stores prior  Rachel had been Joni from New York. And Joni does smoke. Rachel takes the Pall Malls I had and btw I had somehow managed to park the prius INSIDE the store. Anyway, she takes the PMs and I don't think twice about it but she manages to drag the whole thing out so that she doesn't buy anything by closing time (which is a ridiculous 6pm) and had kept my old cigarettes. 6 struck and they bustle me outside, leaving the prius locked inside.&lt;br /&gt;The next hour or so was spent in that half delirious half awake state, trying to come up with ways to get my car out. (which has been running the whole time)&lt;br /&gt;Some ways involved the police. Some involved me trying to shoulder open the door. In one hallucination I got inside but the doors opened inwards so I just keep considering how bad it would be if I just drove through the doors in my car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The dream prior to that was about a video game I was playing with Roger and Elena and Ade, somehow. While at a convention doing art. I was waiting for a file packet that would make something happen in game that was somewhat crucial. And people kept showing me their fan art.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What a crazy night.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Second Best and Other Great Plans</title>
    <published>2008-11-09T07:00:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-09T07:00:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Contingency planning is important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's totally necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;spent the evening with some people I&amp;nbsp;haven't seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;planned to just be at home doing nothing. This worked out much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&amp;nbsp;had fun, had some heart to hearts, and just relaxed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contingencies happened.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty happy about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact.. I&amp;nbsp;feel hugely relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't going to suck so hard.. but everything is going to be different.&lt;br /&gt;Now.. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;*crosses fingers*</content>
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    <title>Voice Post</title>
    <published>2008-11-08T20:40:26Z</published>
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