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  <title>I forgot how to love myself</title>
  <subtitle>Will you help me remember?</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Giggles!</name>
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  <updated>2009-09-04T16:08:05Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:87324</id>
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    <title>Coffee: not quite a cure all, but as close as I can get.</title>
    <published>2009-09-04T16:05:54Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-04T16:08:05Z</updated>
    <category term="coffee"/>
    <lj:music>Bluebird ~ Cassie Steele</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Normally, when I need coffee, I'll make it at home. It's there, so I don't have to waste gas, and my mom practically has an I.V. drip of the stuff running through her arm, so we have plenty. Today, though, feels like one of those days worth driving up Richmond Hwy, pulling out my Starbucks gift card, and getting some over priced coffee that's either too bitter, or doesn't even taste like it's namesake.&lt;br /&gt;Why? I don't know. Maybe it's because I have to redo all the invoicing today, plus enter in the rest that I didn't finish yesterday. Maybe it's so that I can avoid being in the house with dad (who is currently withdrawing from Adderall because they haven't refilled the scripts). Or maybe it's just a premonition that today could prove fatal for my mental state. I just don't know. What I do know is this: That icon is my representative while I'm doing invoicing.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:87284</id>
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    <title>Christmas Rant -Sorry</title>
    <published>2008-12-24T18:49:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-24T18:49:22Z</updated>
    <category term="christmas"/>
    <category term="sorry"/>
    <category term="rant"/>
    <lj:music>Theory of a Deadman-Wait for me, Not meant to be</lj:music>
    <content type="html">It doesn't feel like Christmas for me. The only time it felt right listening to the music and watching the cartoons was when I was Rachel's house (love ya Rachel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom wants to delay Christmas. When we were younger my family would start early like any family with young children. As the years went by it started later and later but that was ok because we were older. The year before last we didn't get to opening gifts until 10 that night and last year we actually delayed it a few days.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, the gifts are nice and all, but what I really want is for the family to be together. But we can't even pull that off any other day without arguing or someone being upset.&lt;br /&gt;I understand that mom's in pain and what-not, but she's almost 50. Plenty old enough to understand her limits and to know that she needs to start doing things sooner if she wants them done on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this going on with mom, I can't even be in the same room with dad without him complaining or rolling his eyes or putting his finger to his head like he wants to shoot himself.&lt;br /&gt;At least he wants to celebrate on the right day "even if it takes until midnight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that christmas eve/holliday thing we usually do? Nah. Dad's just gonna put out the food and whoever wants to show up can show up, so he's not inviting anyone. Theo's got his family and has to take his dog and his girlfriends dog, Crystal's only gonna be able to show up for a bit, and I don't know if my cousin Chris is gonna bother. I'll call up Rachel, but I don't know what we'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I know the last thing you want is to read a rant on Christmas eve. I wish I had happiness to post.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll put in the Trans-Siberian Orchestra Christmas movie. Maybe that'll help.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:86917</id>
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    <title>music withdrawal</title>
    <published>2008-11-24T02:25:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-24T02:25:16Z</updated>
    <category term="missing"/>
    <category term="ipod"/>
    <lj:music>apossibly~Apex Theory</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm trying not to cry or panic or both. I can't find my iPod! I had it with me while getting things to the car for the baby shower, but now I can't find it! *whimper*</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:86577</id>
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    <title>Wedding Photos</title>
    <published>2008-11-08T23:24:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-11-08T23:30:57Z</updated>
    <category term="wedding"/>
    <category term="pictures"/>
    <lj:music>Rachel burped</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok, you know that wedding I was talking about? Well I'm finally posting pictures. The rest are on Photobucket &lt;a href="http://s2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/DriftingWitch/Wedding/"&gt;s2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/DriftingWitch/Wedding/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you tell my dad doesn't feel right wearing a suite? You can't blame him. Most of his&amp;nbsp;clothing consists of wifebeaters, shirts with the sleeves cut off and jeans. He doesn't think he looks good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/DriftingWitch/Wedding/GQDad.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and dad posing...we don't know what we're doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/DriftingWitch/Wedding/ImNotLiz.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ann (family friend) told us to act normal. I asked if that meant we should refill our drinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/DriftingWitch/Wedding/ImNotLiz2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG I'm dressed like a girl! And I have a purse! Scary!&amp;nbsp; My heals kept sinking into the graval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y43/DriftingWitch/Wedding/WeddingCostume2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:86281</id>
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    <title>Late Wedding (almost done)</title>
    <published>2008-10-02T19:35:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-02T19:35:27Z</updated>
    <category term="whatever"/>
    <category term="late"/>
    <category term="wedding"/>
    <lj:music>song by Kurama's Japanese voice actor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I didn't get to posting the next part of the wedding, but basicly, we missed the wedding, stayed for the reception, and I took lots of pictures. I'm getting sick of looking at them but I don't want to post the really blurry ones and I don't think you guys want your friends page eaten by pictures. I took pictures of all the flowers in the garden so most of those will be posted in DeviantArt (DriftingTaintedSoul) some might be crossPosted. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's some other stuff, but I really don't feel like it right now.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be posted...eventually</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:86046</id>
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    <title>Day of the wedding (part 1)</title>
    <published>2008-09-27T15:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-27T15:00:44Z</updated>
    <category term="stand-in"/>
    <category term="ninja"/>
    <category term="wedding"/>
    <category term="lonely"/>
    <category term="rehersal"/>
    <lj:music>Dance with the Devil~Breaking Benjamin, By my Side~3 Doors Down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">After the 'rehersal' and dinner I came back to the room, watched CSI: Miami and Criminal Minds, munched on some junk food, and crashed around midnight. I actually slept thru the night (hadn't really slept the night before) and woke up around 8 (Rachel, I'm scared!) My second attempt at coffee faired better results, but I had to wander to the breakfast area to stock up on sugar packets. Why am I tired?&lt;br /&gt;	The rehersal wasn't. Plain and simple. It was more like skimming over what we were going to do, "you stand here, you stand here, the preacher will stand here, you walk down here". We did it twice and lingered until dinner. I was bored and out of my element. It wasn't even that I didn't know these people, but that I was older than the young and younger than the old. I was the only person in my age group and had no one to talk to. I was smiling out of politeness and the groom's mom said "you have a very lovely Mona Lisa Smile". I said thankyou and that's about it.&lt;br /&gt;	At least I know what I'm supposed to do now. One of the bridesmaids isn't there, so there are 3 guys and 2 chicks. I get to ninja myself behind them so that my dad won't be walking alone back down the isle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;	Since my dad's going to be making a toast (he is the Best Man, after all) I'm gonna have to take my laptop to his room so he can try to find ideas for what to say. I, on the other hand, will be wrapping the wedding gift. I'll think of this as warmup for christmas package wrapping (Oh Joy! /sarcasum)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:85896</id>
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    <title>At the hotel.</title>
    <published>2008-09-26T19:19:57Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-26T19:19:57Z</updated>
    <category term="music"/>
    <category term="coffee"/>
    <category term="grosse"/>
    <category term="sc"/>
    <category term="hotel"/>
    <category term="stuff"/>
    <category term="tired"/>
    <lj:music>checking out stuff from "the world ends with you"</lj:music>
    <content type="html">After a 9 hour car trip, three naps, 1 rest stop, who knows how much spacing out, I'm sitting here at a desk in my hotel room! King size bed, coffee maker (the coffee here sucks so I'll probably pick some up later), TV, free internet, microwave, fridge, iron, hair dryer. I'm as happy as I can be for not knowing what the rehersal has in store for me. I've been awake sinse 10 yesterday morning and I'm afraid if I take a nap I won't be able to wake up. I'm gonna go grab a vault from the vending machine before heading off to shower, because, ya know, 9 hours in a truck that my dad and Michael use for their work, it's kinda nasty. I swear I showered yesterday and my hair looks like I poured some crisco over it.&lt;br /&gt;         And just so you know, the radio here in south carolina kinda sucks. It's all country so far as I can tell. Yay iPod and YouTube...and my million other music players I have.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:85630</id>
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    <title>Wedding update</title>
    <published>2008-09-26T00:14:44Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-26T00:14:44Z</updated>
    <category term="dress"/>
    <category term="internet"/>
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    <lj:music>coheed and cambria-welcome home</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The wedding's on Saturday but we'll be leaving tomorrow around 5 or 6 in the morning. Can you say 9 hour road trip? I have everything packed except for what I'll be wearing tomorrow and a few other things. My dad got a suite with a connecting room so that's gonna be cool. If I get annoyed with him I can just close and lock the door XD. I doubt I'll sleep tomorrow night. I'm so comfortable on my futon, it's going to feel awkward sleeping on a actual bed. &lt;br /&gt;Seem's I'll be taking part in the ceremony, so now I have to go to the rehersal instead of hangingout in the hotel room (boring -_- but at least we won't have to pay for dinner). I didn't find out until today. I don't even know what I'm supposed to be doing. Um, yea... thanks for the warning? What could I possibly be there for, flower girl? XP Dad said something about my part being at the end. This cat is curious.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I actually got a dress...and a purse...and shoes with heals O_o I'm gonna look like a girl! Freaky. I'll have people take pictures. If you're lucky, I might even post them.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. I have to look for food again. *pout* I don't wanna be hungry. There's nothing to eat here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll have internet too, I think, so I'm bringing my laptop with me.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:85473</id>
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    <title>Wedding?</title>
    <published>2008-09-17T22:34:40Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-17T22:34:40Z</updated>
    <category term="wear"/>
    <category term="wedding"/>
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    <lj:music>Live~All over you</lj:music>
    <content type="html">My dad's going to be best man at a wedding (on the 27th) of an old family friend and he invited me to come with him. Normaly he'd ask mom, but we all know she'd just wait until last minuet to go AWOL. So I'm going instead, because really, nobody want's to be alone in a place where they barely know anybody.&lt;br /&gt;I have one question though: What the bloody hell do you wear to a wedding? Any and all advice welcome. &lt;br /&gt;(I almost wish I were a guy so I could just put on slacks, a button up shirt, and a tie.)</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:85010</id>
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    <title>Accurate Color Quiz</title>
    <published>2008-07-10T04:49:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-10T04:49:34Z</updated>
    <category term="color"/>
    <category term="okcupid/helloquizzy"/>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <lj:music>huh....none for once.</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Color Code Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Color Code: WHITE: The Peace Keeper&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;9% Red,  17% Blue,  60% White and  11% Yellow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/17580405043700075091.jpeg" width="200" height="200" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here is the basics: For a more in depth analysis, I suggest you look up the Color Code, and take a more intensive test. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHITE MOTIVE: PEACE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHITE NEEDS: To feel good (inside), To be allowed their own space, To be respected, Tolerance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHITE WANTS: To withhold insecurities, Kindness, Independence, Contentment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUMMARY: Whites are motivated by peace. They will do almost anythign to avoid confrontation. They like to flow through life without hassle or discomfort. Feeling good is even more important to them then being good. Whites need kindness. They resent being scolded. They dislike harsh words. They open up instantly to people who are kind, but Whites recoil from those who are hostile. Whites prefer quiet strength. they enjoy thier quiet independence. This can often be percieved as bullheadedness. Whites like to keep a low profile. They like to be asked their opinions but they won't volunteer them. Whites are independent. Unlike Reds and Blues who want to control others, Whites seek only to avoid being controlled.  They don't like to be pushed, and they can be fearsome when they finally "blow up." Whites are motivated by other peoples desires. They want suggestions however, not demands. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-color-code-test"&gt;Take The Color Code Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color:#131313"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:84877</id>
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    <title>Anime Fangirl Quiz</title>
    <published>2008-06-26T20:38:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-26T20:38:28Z</updated>
    <category term="anime"/>
    <category term="fangirl"/>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <lj:music>KMFDM-Save Me</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Are You an  Anime Fangirl Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Class "C" Fangirl&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored 49 Fangirlism, 38 Obsessiveness, 58 Normalness,  and WWW Common Sense!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/110/612/1116131136774149619/mt1118609791.jpg" width="" height="" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;You like anime in a very healthy way, it doesn't consume your life by all means. Don't change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-are-you-an-anime-fangirl-test"&gt;Take The Are You an  Anime Fangirl Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b style="color:#131313"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:84553</id>
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    <title>Yatta!</title>
    <published>2008-05-02T23:31:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-02T23:31:45Z</updated>
    <category term="yatta!"/>
    <category term="walk"/>
    <category term="tired"/>
    <lj:music>some weird free CD thing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I did it! I'm tired as all hell but I did it! I have raised $1,800 dollars and I will be walking for breast cancer tomorrow! Now I just need to get everything together.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:84375</id>
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    <title>OMG! Not rant!</title>
    <published>2008-04-30T11:26:22Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T11:33:53Z</updated>
    <category term="last minuet"/>
    <category term="stubborn"/>
    <category term="theo"/>
    <category term="fanfic"/>
    <category term="avon"/>
    <category term="walk"/>
    <category term="donation"/>
    <lj:music>Interstate Love Song~STP, No Rain~Blind Melon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ok, so I feel the need to post something not ranty. Lets talk about the Avon Walk for Breast Cancer! Don't want to? Too bad. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in case I don't tell him this or he reads this first: Theo! *glomp* You totally rule! Thank you soooo much for the donation! You have no idea how happy that made me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I am still walking. I may not have reached the minimum, but a few people who have done this before said that I can bring a sign and that plenty of others have caught up to their minimum from people donating their extra checks and such. I wish I didn't have to, but at least it's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not entirely sure how much sense this makes. I have to reset my schedule again and I'm working off of coffee, Adderall (remember kids: You can't spell Adderall without ADD!), and...something. I'm not sure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have my cell phone during the walk and while we arn't aloud to use them while walking, we can use them at the rest/quick stops, so if you want, you can leave a voice mail. In case you forgot I will be walking May 3rd and 4th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's major last minuet, but I still have to go shopping for stuff for the tenting that I'll be doing at the wellness village. I should have asked for help sooner. I hate being so stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think of anything else that has to do with the walk so that means it's time for random self promoting or something!&lt;br /&gt;I wrote something that I suppose could be called a fanfic. It's Saiyuki and involves an original character, but don't worry, it's short (about 600 words) so the horror won't last too long. Also, no pairings! Anyway, I'll leave you with the link and be on my way.&lt;br /&gt;*Snort* almost forgot the link &lt;a href="http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4227906/1/Now_or_Always"&gt;http://www.fanfiction.net/s/4227906/1/Now_or_Always&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:84181</id>
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    <title>Nothing I do means anything when I screw up just a little.</title>
    <published>2008-04-27T04:24:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-27T04:24:21Z</updated>
    <category term="meaningless"/>
    <category term="screwing up"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <category term="mom"/>
    <lj:music>mom crying...again</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I wrapped her gifts. I made her cake. I was there for her birthday, unlike Justin, who left early. All that means nothing because I didn't get her a fucking card? Fuck you too mom.&lt;br /&gt;We will never be good enough for her.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:83750</id>
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    <title>Damnit mom, you could have fed a Vampire with that blood.</title>
    <published>2008-04-25T23:48:35Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-25T23:48:35Z</updated>
    <category term="why"/>
    <category term="blood"/>
    <category term="cutting"/>
    <category term="mom"/>
    <category term="parents"/>
    <category term="dad"/>
    <category term="hiding"/>
    <category term="caretaker"/>
    <category term="headach"/>
    <lj:music>Within Temptation-What have you done now</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Dad has low self esteem&lt;br /&gt;Mom gets mad at dad for having low self esteem&lt;br /&gt;Dad drinks because mom is mad at him&lt;br /&gt;Mom gets upset because dad drinks&lt;br /&gt;Mom cuts herself&lt;br /&gt;Mom "accedently" knocks an "old" wound, which is quite a bit deeper than the normal scratches.&lt;br /&gt;Said wound gushes. Mom yells for help causing me to run up two flights of stairs from the basement&lt;br /&gt;I panic for about five seconds trying to figure out what happened. Inner Jamie is running in circles.&lt;br /&gt;Snap back to reality and grab a washcloth. Wonder how long she let the wound bleed before asking for help&lt;br /&gt;Wound stoped bleeding by the time Jamie got there.&lt;br /&gt;Wet paper towels (that just happened to be in Jamie's room)&lt;br /&gt;Clean blood off of Liz's arm while glancing around room.&lt;br /&gt;Think: wow, that's enough blood to feed a vampire&lt;br /&gt;Put aniseptic band-aid on wound.&lt;br /&gt;Liz speaks of how she talked to our dr. about Mike's drinking and that we need an intervention&lt;br /&gt;Jamie keeps from asking if said dr knows about Liz's cutting&lt;br /&gt;One headach and some invoicing and Jamie is now avoiding her family&lt;br /&gt;No wonder Justin wants to join the military.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:83500</id>
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    <title>Avon Expo Update</title>
    <published>2008-03-02T15:29:18Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-02T15:29:51Z</updated>
    <category term="metro"/>
    <category term="pain"/>
    <category term="knee"/>
    <category term="avon"/>
    <category term="walk"/>
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    <lj:music>Loser~Beck, Backwater~Meat Puppets</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Ugh. I don't know whether it was from all the walking or that mini yoga class thing, but my legs are killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Once again I took metro. It's so much better than relying on my dad and having to listen to his music or relying on my mom and not showing up until the event is over. It's also nice finally figuring out metro. It just never made sense until I finally had to do it alone.&lt;br /&gt;So, yea, metro. OMG It was windy yesterday! You know those stupidly big sunglasses that eat up practically half your face? Yea, I had to wear those. It was worth it though. My eyes and nose stopped leaking and that made the walk nicer.&lt;br /&gt;Got to the event. It was a bit like the Great Start party but a bit better. They had the yoga thing. Some of the stuff was weird, some of the stretches were things I already do and I discovered I still don't have any balance when standing on one foot XP It was interesting at least.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the packing and tenting class. The tents are way easy it seems and packing shouldn't be too much effort for me. It was funny when the guy said that all our clothing (excluding extra shoes and a jacket) should fit in a shopping paper bag. I'm not too sure if he realized how many women were in there.&lt;br /&gt;At some point there was a guy from Reebok. Lots of giggling when he had to talk about sports bras. He totally didn't know much about what he was talking about. I might have found a sports bra that will actually support me though.&lt;br /&gt;Managed to make three origami cats while I was there...because I could.&lt;br /&gt;The trip home was uneventful. That just means I didn't get lost.&lt;br /&gt;I think maybe the yoga thing messed up my knee. I can't figure out why though because everything felt fine yesterday. My legs hurt around my thighs too. Standing up and sitting down is a pain. And I can't let Michael know or even hint about it or suddenly his knee will hurt too, or his legs for some reason. It happens every time someone gets sick or hurt. I can't tell if it's munchhausen or if he's just a hypochondriac.&lt;br /&gt;So it looks like I won't be doing much today unless I get really bored or stubborn. I'll just have to wait til tomorrow to head up to giant and ask if they'll let me set up a table outside to sell stuff.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:83441</id>
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    <title>Training</title>
    <published>2008-02-27T23:06:12Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-27T23:06:12Z</updated>
    <category term="cold"/>
    <category term="avon"/>
    <category term="training"/>
    <category term="walk"/>
    <lj:music>Edge of the World~Faith no More</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I walked today as a part of traing for the Avon Walk. I went from my house to the post office even though my mom was going out and could have taken the package for me. It was cold and very windy and it'll take at least 30 minuets to brush the tangles out of my hair but it was a good walk. I let a woman borrow my cell phone and she was kind enough to take one of my buissness cards. I think she made the walk eaiser today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my lungs hurt T_T Stupid cold</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:83140</id>
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    <title>Save the Tatas! Help me raise money for Breast Cancer!</title>
    <published>2008-02-09T17:06:37Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-11T15:53:57Z</updated>
    <category term="books"/>
    <category term="fundraise"/>
    <category term="avon walk"/>
    <category term="breast cancer"/>
    <category term="donate"/>
    <lj:music>Into the Night~Santana</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, guess what? I'm not ranting! Sadly though, I am instead begging for money XD. Don't worry, it's not actully going to me. It's for the Avon walking I'm doing. I'll be sending an e-mail to everyone but incase I don't (you know how distracted I am) here's this. I'm posting the link to my avon walk page. I've actully updated it so it's all me (except for the picture...I'll have to work on that)&lt;br /&gt;So yea, totally asking for donations. I've also finally typed up the book list if you want to look at it. All money from sales will go to the walk or to supplies to fundrais the walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/26pdnm"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/26pdnm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the link above doesn't work, go to avonwalk.org and click the tab that says 'make a donation' There will be a link 'donate to participant' click that and then click the link that says washington DC. Fill in my name (Jamie Cosgrove) and click find then all you have to do is click my name and there's my page *nodnod* Nothing that great, but it gets the point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here are the books. My mom has donated some of hers. I'll try to get this posted to Craigs List too but friends get priority. &lt;br /&gt;Abanes, Richard - The Truth Behind the Da Vinci Code - New - $6.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barker, Clive - Coldheart Canyon - Almost New - $7.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baldacci, David - Absolute Power - Used - $7.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beattie, Melody - Journey to the Heart - Almost New - $14.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brite, Poppy Z. -- Twice Bitten - Love in Vein II - Almost New - $7. 50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cohen, Daniel - Ghostly Terrors - Used - $2.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connelly, Michael - The Black Echo - New - $6.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooney, Caroline B. - Freeze Tag - Used - $2.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diehl, William - Primal Fear - Poor - $4.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graham, Heather - Ghost Walk - Used - $6.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grisham, John - A Time To Kill - Fair - $5.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harris, Charlaine - Dead Until Dark - Almost New - $7.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Rice -- The Mayfair Cronicles - $19.50 - Set&lt;br /&gt;	The Witching Hour - Almost New - $8.00&lt;br /&gt;	Lasher - Used - $6.50&lt;br /&gt;	Taltos - Almost New - $8.50&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Rice -- Books I-IV of The Vampire Cronicles, Boxset -- $27.00&lt;br /&gt;	Interview with the Vampire – New - $7.00&lt;br /&gt;	The Vampire Lestat – Almost New - $6.00&lt;br /&gt;	The Queen of the Damned – New - $7.00&lt;br /&gt;	The Tale of the Body Thief – New - $7.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I finally got a tinyURL so the link should work now!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:82898</id>
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    <title>Pirate name quiz</title>
    <published>2008-02-09T07:44:49Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-09T07:44:49Z</updated>
    <category term="pirate"/>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <category term="name"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;table width="325" height="420" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border: 2px solid black; background: url(http://img.quizgalaxy.com/pirate-scroll.jpg); color: black;"&gt;

&lt;tr height="80" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: fantasy; text-align: center; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Yarrrgh!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr valign="top" height="40"&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-size: 18pt; font-family: fantasy;"&gt;Your Pirate Name be ...&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-size: 21pt; font-family: fantasy;"&gt;Anne Bonney&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;tr valign="top"&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-size: 12pt; font-family: fantasy; padding-left: 20px; padding-right: 20px;"&gt;You are the kindest of all pirates.  You let your prey live as long as the let you live richly.  Your favorite activity is looting, and you love wearing all of your stolen bling.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;


&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td style="background: black; color: white; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz_219.html" style="color: white; text-decoration: underline; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;'What is your Pirate Name?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="text-decoration: underline; color: white; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:82487</id>
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    <title>Shoot me now.</title>
    <published>2008-01-20T20:53:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-20T20:53:47Z</updated>
    <category term="screwing up"/>
    <category term="ruining"/>
    <category term="birthday"/>
    <category term="pissing off mom"/>
    <category term="kill me"/>
    <category term="lyric"/>
    <lj:music>all the things she said~tatu</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Somebody kill me. Really. I just single handedly ruined dad's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Why the hell is it always me screwing up all the time?&lt;br /&gt;And now dad's trying to comfort me as if I havn't upset him too.&lt;br /&gt;I'd have probably pissed of Michael and Justin too if they had been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've lost my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy looking at me&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever be free?&lt;br /&gt;Have I crossed the line?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:82325</id>
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    <title>I'm amused.</title>
    <published>2008-01-19T23:38:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-19T23:38:02Z</updated>
    <category term="quotes"/>
    <category term="posty thing"/>
    <category term="crack"/>
    <lj:music>changes~3 doors down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #acc solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;Father to a murdered son. Husband to a murdered wife. And I will have my crack, in this life or the next.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=crack&amp;amp;ans=78" style="color:#077"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #acc solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;It is too late, my crack is in your veins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=crack&amp;amp;ans=135" style="color:#077"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background:#fff; text-align:center; padding:8px 32px;margin:0px 10%;border:8px #acc solid;color:#000"&gt;&lt;p style="font-size:1.6em;font-family:impact,verdana,arial; margin:16px; color:#000"&gt;Crack, for lack of a better word, is good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php?word=crack&amp;amp;ans=38" style="color:#077"&gt;Which movie was this quote from?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/movie.php" method="get"&gt;Get your own quotes: &lt;input type="text" name="word" size="10"&gt; &lt;input type="submit" value="Generate" class="button"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Darn you Rachel for tagging me!</title>
    <published>2008-01-16T08:07:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-16T08:07:17Z</updated>
    <category term="music"/>
    <category term="withdrawl"/>
    <category term="rachel"/>
    <category term="busy"/>
    <category term="adderall"/>
    <category term="meme"/>
    <category term="tired"/>
    <category term="accurate"/>
    <lj:music>Enter Sandman~Metallica</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn’t make sense. NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;4. Tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;5. With the answers, give your own comments on how it relates to the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW ARE YOU FEELING TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;Stalker by Audiovent - funny about that. Randomly flipped to watch American Idol durning a commerical break and we have some guy stalking Paula and some chick with the last name Stalker. "I'm changing my last name to Stalker!" ~ me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU GET FAR IN LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;Long Way Down by Goo Goo Dolls - It's gonna keep getting worse isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOUR FRIENDS SEE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Rockstar by Nickelback - Really now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;Savin' Me by Niclelback - WooHoo! Gettin' married! I figure that's what'll save me anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR BEST FRIEND'S THEME SONG?&lt;br /&gt;Cold by Static-X - Rachel, you got one heck of a strange theme song. That or you're cold right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;If Only She Knew by Michelle Branch - I knew my parents were lying to me! Now I just have to figure out what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS HIGH SCHOOL LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy by Celldweller - O_O How did it know!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN YOU GET AHEAD IN LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;By My Side by 3 Doors Down - Stick with my husband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE BEST THING ABOUT YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;Hold On by B*Witched - I don't know, but I need to hold on to them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS IN STORE FOR THIS WEEKEND?&lt;br /&gt;My Lover's Box by Garbage - I'll find future boyfriend/husband O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST THING TO DESCRIBE YOUR GRANDPARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;Tourniquet by Evanescence - hmm, the good ones are dead and the bad ones need to die. does that work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW IS YOUR LIFE GOING?&lt;br /&gt;Family Portrain by Pink - I'll have to take the song meaning and say that, yes, my parents had been arguing lately.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WHAT SONG WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;From My Head To My Heart by Evan and Jaron - The sickness spred from my head to my heart? That or you people are playing some weird crap at my funer-wait...why are you playing music at my funeral? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DOES THE WORLD SEE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Truth by Seether - why, yes, I am truthful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU HAVE A HAPPY LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;The Genocide Song by Trigun - OMG I'm gonna kill people O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS REALLY THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Flat on the Floor by Nickelback - Ah, so you've finally realized that I'm totally screwed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO PEOPLE SECRETLY LUST AFTER YOU?&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday Morning by Michelle Branch - Only on Tuesdays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN I MAKE MYSELF HAPPY?&lt;br /&gt;A Stroke of Luck by Garbage - getting lucky makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SHOULD YOU DO WITH YOUR LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;Plush by Stone Temple Pilots - Invest in plushies! Or create them *nodnod*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER HAVE CHILDREN?&lt;br /&gt;Rain by Breaking Benjamin - yes, and they will like rain...or be born in it O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SONG WOULD YOU STRIP TO?&lt;br /&gt;You Don't Mean Anything by Simple Plan - That would be an interesting song to strip to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF A MAN IN A VAN OFFERED YOU CANDY, WHAT WOULD YOU DO?&lt;br /&gt;Fear by Disturbed - I probably would be afraid actully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR DEEP DARK SECRET?&lt;br /&gt;When I Grow Up by Garbage - I fear what will happen as I get older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MORTAL ENEMY'S THEME SONG?&lt;br /&gt;Evil Angel by Breaking Benjamin - My enemy is an evil angel? Cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR PERSONALITY LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;You're a God by Vertical Horizon - I'm lazy like one anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag whoever actully /feels/ like doing this. Though it was pretty cool how accurate it was a lot of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get things done (like the book selling list) but I'm just so /tired/. Stupid Adderall withdrawl.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:drifting_soul:81792</id>
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    <title>Avon Walk for Breast Cancer.</title>
    <published>2008-01-13T09:50:53Z</published>
    <updated>2008-02-11T15:55:20Z</updated>
    <category term="fundraise"/>
    <category term="breast cancer"/>
    <category term="help"/>
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    <category term="cancer"/>
    <category term="avon"/>
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    <lj:music>What I like about you~Lillix</lj:music>
    <content type="html">On May 3rd and 4th, there will be a walk for breast cancer. This takes place somewhere in DC.&lt;br /&gt;The registration is something like $55.00 and then you have to fundraise $1,800 dollars.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to the website if you want to find out more (and be certain of the info) &lt;a href="http://walk.avonfoundation.org/site/PageServer?pagename=walk_homepage"&gt;http://walk.avonfoundation.org/site/PageServer?pagename=walk_homepage&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering if anyone would like to donate. This is for those of you who don't have the money or the means to join the walk in May. I'll be registering on the 14th (this month) so I'll probably have my dotaion page up on the 15th or 16th.&lt;br /&gt;As for fundraising, the only thing I can think of is baking. I'm not sure how that would work due to shipping and how much it would cost to buy the stuff. It's not really worth it if you're spending more than you are making.&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody have any ideas for fundraising? I was thinking of maybe asking Edison if they'd mind me doing something like that, but I'm just too unsure of myself.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway you can help will be greatly apprecated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I was sorting through my room and found some random books that I don't want. Most of them are in good condition but I'll have to take another look.&lt;br /&gt;I'll have a list of the books and their condition/price posted up later (I hope) All proceeds will go to my Avon Walk for Breast Cancer fund thingy.&lt;br /&gt;I also have Donnie Darko on DVD UNOPENED! This will also go towards my AWBC.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to update soon. If I don't, call me, nudge me, whatever you have to do.&lt;br /&gt;Note: calling me includes leaving a message.</content>
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    <title>Heh. Accuret Quiz. I knew I was a wolf.</title>
    <published>2008-01-11T06:40:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-11T06:42:51Z</updated>
    <category term="koala"/>
    <category term="neit"/>
    <category term="panda"/>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <category term="accurate"/>
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    <lj:music>Make up your mind~Theory of a deadman</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;Neit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Indeed, you are 62% erudite, 37% sensual, 54% martial, and 54% saturnine.&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/112/250/11225140098321842389/mt1113437204.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neit&lt;/b&gt;, who was said to have emerged from the primeval water to create the world, is one of the oldest &lt;b&gt;Egyptian&lt;/b&gt; Goddesses. Although the Egyptians believed that Neit was of both a masculine and feminine nature, as she was self-produced, she was usually depicted as a woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Egyptians believed her to be an ancient and wise Goddess, to whom the other Gods came if they could not resolve their own disputes. Besides being the ruler of the lower Heavens, she was also the patron to hunt and warfare, domestic arts, mysticism, as well as women and marriage. All this makes her some kind of a �jane-of-all-trades.� &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As a deity, Neit is often shown carrying a bow and arrows, linking her to hunting and warfare, other times she is shown with a sceptre, symbol of rule and power, and the ankh, symbol of life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Fifteen Goddesses&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are the 15 categories of this test. If you score above average in � &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;�all or none of the four variables: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=0"&gt;Neit&lt;/a&gt;. � Erudite: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=8"&gt;Minerva&lt;/a&gt;. � Sensual: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=4"&gt;Aphrodite&lt;/a&gt;. � Martial: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=2"&gt;Artemis&lt;/a&gt;. � Saturnine: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=1"&gt;Persephone&lt;/a&gt;. � Erudite &amp; Sensual: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=12"&gt;Isis&lt;/a&gt;. � Erudite &amp; Martial: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=10"&gt;Sekhmet&lt;/a&gt;. � Erudite &amp; Saturnine: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=9"&gt;Nemesis&lt;/a&gt;. � Sensual &amp; Martial: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=6"&gt;Hera&lt;/a&gt;. � Sensual &amp; Saturnine: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=5"&gt;Bast&lt;/a&gt;. � Martial &amp; Saturnine: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=3"&gt;Ilamatecuhtli&lt;/a&gt;. � Erudite, Sensual &amp; Martial: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=14"&gt;Maeve&lt;/a&gt;. � Erudite, Sensual &amp; Saturnine: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=13"&gt;Freya&lt;/a&gt;. � Erudite, Martial &amp; Saturnine: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=11"&gt;Sedna&lt;/a&gt;. � Sensual, Martial &amp; Saturnine: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=3992216679008205011&amp;amp;category=7"&gt;Macha&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/3992216679008205011/Mythological-Goddess"&gt;The Mythological Goddess Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=Nitsuki"&gt;Nitsuki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=Nitsuki"&gt;View My Profile(Nitsuki)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, that sounds right. It explains my random bouts of being femminin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Your Score: &lt;span&gt;Multi-Faceted Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;You scored -2 Extroversion, -3 Sensitivity, and 9 Openness!&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://panther.is1.okcimg.com/users/646/324/6463248183938708387/mt886476507.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a way, you are a truly balanced person. You have a good sense of self, but you have periods of worry and self doubt. You don't like to be alone a lot, but you don't like being constantly surrounded, either. You can be shy in some situations and bold in others. You can tell people how you feel, but you don't wear your heart on your sleeve. You aren't "TOO" anything: You aren't too shy, you aren't too aggressive, you aren't too extroverted, you aren't too introverted. However at any one time you can be any combination of these things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You tend to adapt yourself to match the situations in which you find yourself. You may be quiet and sensitive with some people, or joking and loud with others. These are all facets of your personality. People tend to perceive you as they want to perceive you. They may even tend to idealize you a bit. Then, when you do something that doesn't fit their concept of who you are (like have an outburst of anger, or a fit of shyness, or make an insensitive joke)they can be shocked and surprised. Does anyone know the real you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your daemon would represent your multi-faceted and ever-changing personality, as well as people's tendency to idealize you. He or she would get angry when you did not, be calm and poised when you felt ruffled and anxious, and always be the voice of emotion and reason in your ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suggested forms: Swan, Elephant, Koala, Panda, Chameleon, Wolf. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/6635779265233744574/Golden-Compass-Daemon"&gt;The Golden Compass Daemon Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=wolfcaroling"&gt;wolfcaroling&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;OkCupid Free Online Dating&lt;/a&gt;, home of the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/online.dating.persona.test"&gt;The Dating Persona Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/profile?u=wolfcaroling"&gt;View My Profile(wolfcaroling)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. If only they had showed the picture of the wolf. That's totally me. 'Cept I'm pretty sure people see me more like a panda or a koala. What do /you/ see me as?</content>
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    <title>ohh, ohh, ohh, she's following me. ohh, ohh, ohh, she's out of her tree...</title>
    <published>2008-01-07T13:04:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-01-07T13:04:24Z</updated>
    <category term="rachel"/>
    <category term="stalker"/>
    <category term="quiz"/>
    <lj:music>Stalker~Goldfinger</lj:music>
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&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="float: right; clear: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;form action="http://www.drunkenhero.com/lj_stalker.html" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="padding-right: 5px; font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #0099cc"&gt;Get one of your own!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input style="background-color: #0099cc; padding-right:5px; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; border: 0px" type="text" name="user" value="LJ Username!"&gt; &lt;input style="padding-right: 5px;  background-color: #0099cc; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; border: 0px" type="submit" name="Submit" value="Submit"&gt;&lt;span style="margin-right:5px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.drunkenhero.com" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; color: #0099cc"&gt;by Drunken Hero&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: #006699;"&gt;LJ stalking horror - a report by drifting_soul.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="padding-bottom:20px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="100%" cellpadding="5" cellspacing="0"&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF; font-size: 20px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bugdomqueen&lt;/em&gt; is stalking &lt;em&gt;drifting_soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px"&gt;bugdomqueen’s REAL name :&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-size: 9px"&gt;Mikel Keely&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px"&gt;bugdomqueen’s REAL DOB :&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-size: 9px"&gt;19th October 1988&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #006699; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px"&gt;Height :188 cm&lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #006699; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px"&gt;Weight : 84.8 kg&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px"&gt;bugdomqueen has dreamt about you : &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-size: 9px"&gt;17 times &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px"&gt;bugdomqueen became interested in you : &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-size: 9px"&gt;29th August 2006&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #006699;"&gt;bugdomqueen’s latest dream about you&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt; You are stranded with bugdomqueen on a deserted island and your stalker is trying to coax you towards sex by hoarding all of the food and refusing to give you any until you give in to their wishes.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #006699;"&gt;This is how bugdomqueen describes your relationship behind your back &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt; ‘Things couldn’t be any worse at the moment, not only has drifting_soul’s father threatened to kill me if I go anywhere near their house but I’ve also just received a restrainer order from the police which prevents me from going within 1500m of her.’&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #006699;"&gt;bugdomqueen’s been stealing stuff from your house too. &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt; bugdomqueen was seen parading around town with drifting_soul’s missing beret.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #006699;"&gt;They’ve even started modifying their body for you&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt; bugdomqueen is considering having reconstructive surgery on their earlobes so that they are similar in appearance to your own.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #006699;"&gt;They sent the following message to you in a Valentines &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Love contains the same number of characters as fuck. This cannot be a coincidence. Shall we do it at your place or mine?&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF; font-size: 20px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Police &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-weight: bold; font-size: 12px"&gt;No. calls to the police : &lt;/td&gt;
&lt;td width="50%" style="font-family: Verdana; color: #666666; font-size: 9px"&gt;28 times&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #0099CC;"&gt;Your Last Call to The Police &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt; "I think there’s a bomb in our house. My friend left a rucksack in here and I can hear ticking."&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #0099CC;"&gt;bugdomqueen’s Police File &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td colspan="2" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Personally I think we should have shot bugdomqueen whilst we had the chance.&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td width="100%" bgcolor="688BA1"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF; font-size: 20px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Testimonies about bugdomqueen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #688BA1;"&gt;blades_of_ice - A hardened ex-crook &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt; ‘I always suspected bugdomqueen was a little weird, but never THIS weird.’&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #688BA1;"&gt;mybrotherkills2 - Fart N Flirt &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt; ‘bugdomqueen was always one of us. One of the gang. We never suspected anything. I’m really shocked..’&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; color: #688BA1;"&gt;shitama - drunken posse &lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;td style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; color: #FFFFFF;"&gt; ‘Ahhh none of this is new to me. drifting_soul’s been telling me about bugdomqueen’s antics for ages now. I don’t honestly know why it has put up with it for so long.’&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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