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  <pubDate>Wed, 21 Feb 2007 07:51:28 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Life as it comes.</title>
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  <description>Well, life is at an all time... well, what about time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m still not sure... it seems that it just continues to pass.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, life, life, time, time, time.  They coexist, without one there cannot be another.  Life follows time, and time is defined by the way you live life, so why not enjoy it all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I&apos;m all good.  I sit here and type, while watching the most amazing television show that has been aired.  Northern Exposure is wonderful, it fulfills philosophical and metaphysical theory, is funny, and has an amazing ability to toy with my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;There&apos;s a dark side to each and every human soul. We wish we were Obi-Wan Kenobi, and for the most part we are, but there&apos;s a little Darth Vader in all of us. Thing is, this ain&apos;t no either-or proposition. We&apos;re talking about dialectics, the good and the bad merging into us. You can run but you can&apos;t hide. My experience? Face the darkness. Stare it down. Own it. As brother Nietzsche said, being human is a complicated gig. So give that ol&apos; dark night of the soul a hug. Howl the eternal yes!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matisyahu also kicks ass, having captured my musical feelings recently, and staying on top for what can be seen as quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Youth&quot; is a particular favorite of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, what else is there to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be open to your dreams, folks.  Embrace that distant shore, because our mortal journey is over all too soon.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Feb 2007 08:27:46 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Religion for dummies tip 1: get the cool college kids to talk, not old preachy people.</title>
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  <description>Tonight&apos;s religion discussion was fun.  Not everyday is it I find someone strong enough in their faith that they can avoid trying to convert me.  It&apos;s people like that who make me contemplate what they&apos;re saying, the closest thing I get to joining them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept a Christ into my heart, and live a pure, wholesome life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I remember how much fun life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delight yourself, I always said.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2007 08:04:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I return.</title>
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  <description>Good Evening, Livejournalers, and welcome back to the once-often read journal of Austen Moore.  He would like to thank you this evening for coming out and even looking at what he has to say.  Before we let Mr. Moore out of his cage and straight jacket, let us let you all know that he is indeed not insane.  He just likes the straight jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, without further adieu, Miiiiiiiiiisssssterrrrrr Austen Mooooooore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you, thank you, than-, OK you can all shut the hell up now.  It&apos;s been a pleasure existing in this abstract we call life, and let me make you all aware that I am indeed both still alive, and still relentlessly insane in my own god forsaken way.  But hey, isn&apos;t that what I love about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today&apos;s journal entry is dedicated to a certain human being who seems to enjoy updating her livejournal everyday.  If you&apos;re out there, feel free to comment me sometime, ;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is pretty good, no ups, but even less downs.  During this past school year in which I haven&apos;t updated I&apos;ve dated two people, one of each gender.  I&apos;ve experienced a hideously detailed &quot;girl talk&quot; involving the mentioning of several sexual experiences, and learned to control my libido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vista High school continues to keep me alive and living a relatively simple life of the computer, a default hanging out of certain friends everyday, and a reminder as to why I left Guajome.  It&apos;s not because I hate the people at the school.  OK, maybe I hated SOME people at the school, and they did indeed have something to do with me leaving the school, it was not until this year that I have come to despise and hate most of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily for the people who might actually be reading this journal, I don&apos;t hate any of you d-(^_^)-b.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as interests go since the last update, I no longer play Dungeons and Dragons as much, now playing a cyberpunk tabletop RPG called Shadowrun.  Music is still an important part of my life, but this time I&apos;m actually doing some of the singing.  Both choir and musical theater have done wonderful things for my posture and ability to speak.  Although I detest it, I have started going to the gym to increase the strength, agility, and endurance I have lost.  My quest for an intelligent conversation grows longer, and my ability to cut out stupid people has improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a list of ten facts about me, as I feel that it is that time again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I love to engage in conversations with women more than men, as they typically have more interesting lives (so it seems).&lt;br /&gt;2.  At the end of this school year, I want to plan a bonfire and invite only those people who have been important in the development of my life.  This list includes my old Dungeons and Dragons group, several new people I know from Vista, the people from Guajome whom I am NOT ashamed to be friends with, and several people from my youth I would like to see again.  This bonfire will be the end of one stage of life, and will mark the beginning of another.&lt;br /&gt;3.  I despise stupid people, both those whom act stupid voluntary, and those unfortunate enough to have stupidity thrust upon them.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I am bisexual, pan sexual, multi- sexual, whatever the hell you want to call it.  I do not wish to cause a huge stink about it, and I am not going to promote any gay/lesbian groups, activities, or causes.  I mention this solely so people can understand this certain side of me.  Any questions involving my gender are now resolved.  Don&apos;t ask about it unless you have a good question or comment.&lt;br /&gt;5.  Two or three weeks ago I was seemingly impotent, unable to get sexually aroused.  This problem is now eradicated, but I still do not walk around making sexual jokes or leering at those I may find attractive.  My eyes will meet your eyes, or the floor, most likely nothing in between.&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am a practicing LaVeyan Satanist, but will not blast you for following another faith.  Please, do not write me a message about it unless you have questions about what it means, or how I came to the state.&lt;br /&gt;7.  In the beginning, I am nice to you.  In the middle, I am nice to you.  In the end, I am still probably nice to you.  Whether or not this is genuine kindness is up for you to decide, and you may continue continue communicating with me if you desire.&lt;br /&gt;8.  I will go on a first date with anyone within a certain age category regardless of gender, weight, looks, or personality.  The only people whom I will not go on a date with are on a list in my head that only myself, and them if they ask me on a date, are to know of.  I will do my best to make the encounter as enjoyable as possible, but that does not mean I will attend another.&lt;br /&gt;9.  My political alignment is difficult, with many discrepancies and issues involved.  I am quite liberal when it comes to things that be considered &quot;moral,&quot; or &quot;ethic.&quot;  These things include, but are not limited too, abortion, censorship, religious freedom, and alternative fuel sources for cars.  I want everyone to be happy, and agree with those that advocate a non legislative democracy.  On the other hand, I am extremely conservative when it comes to traditions and the economic side of it.  I agree with all those right wing &quot;tight- asses&quot; who say the bill of rights are your only rights.  Machiavelli&apos;s the Prince is a prime example of the leadership I see as fit.  The death sentence is necessary for those who murder more than once and like to rape small children.  Legal punishment should be more strict, leaving people in prison for longer periods and for less substantial crimes.  On the other hand, let people get away with things the first few times, karma will get back at them.&lt;br /&gt;10.  Last, but not least, I am fascinated by the science of human social standards.  The amount of things people do with words fascinate me, and I do believe that someone can always gain the upper hand through speech, whether by lying or honorable democracy.  I like to test this science often, but from a distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that&apos;s that^_^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interview a la Austen.  I will update soon, and maybe get a rant in here or there.  Thanks folks, and adios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austen out.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 01 Aug 2006 08:47:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Wow... a sudden feeling sweeps over...</title>
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  <description>A sudden passion like I haven&apos;t felt in a while...&lt;br /&gt;out of no where, and for no reason...&lt;br /&gt;I nearly cry in joy like something good happened...&lt;br /&gt;Can the feeling be calmed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Allah Buddha wow...&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m not even on my own computer...</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 06:07:19 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I miss having someone to talk to at midnight for no apparent reason.  Some might call me a pansy for this, but I feel this way nonetheless.  After almost a month with no caring about this sort of thing whatsoever, I guess it kind of caught up with me.  I find myself stuck liking the same dude I&apos;ve liked since he and I had some troubles last year, and he&apos;s been there for me ever since.  Now he&apos;s dating someone, and I respect that, but I miss the times he and I had.  We never dated or anything, he is indeed quite straight, but that&apos;s just the way things roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure I like other people, mostly of the opposite gender, but I don&apos;t know.  This certain human being has always kinda been there and made me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I am a pansy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIIE MEEE!!!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 15 Jun 2006 03:53:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>It&apos;s suuuuuummertime and the livin&apos;s easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay no more school for a while!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jun 2006 08:23:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>My friends, school is almost out.  As you know, summer vacation is a time of great relaxation and free time.  Since I am leaving Guajome Park Academy for Vista High school, I would like to hang out with all you prospective subjects of my friendship once or twice at least.  As all of you may or may not have the same interests as me, as myself with you, I am opening up myself for trying new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all who are willing to my wish of chilling, hanging out, gaming, or other things this summer, my contact information is listed below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may call me at the phone numbe r(760) 295 8663 at any time, and if I am not around, you may leave a message.&lt;br /&gt;My e- mail to all who may want to contact me that way is hachawah@gmail.com&lt;br /&gt;To all who have a MySpace and would like to add me, it&apos;s URL is www.myspace.com/natural_20&lt;br /&gt;To anyone who wants to find me on LiveJournal to read my rants and raves, feel free to lookme up at hachawah.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all for your time,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austen Moore</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Jun 2006 05:39:48 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Hell...</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;color: black;&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFD391&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFCE93&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 100%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFC995&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFC498&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFBF9A&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 80%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB99C&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFB49E&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFAFA1&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFAAA3&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You&apos;ll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 69%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFA5A5&quot;&gt;You&apos;ll die in a castle, surrounded by servants.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/&quot;&gt;How Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 01 Jun 2006 22:56:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>TEH mooses go MOOOOOO!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 22 May 2006 06:56:50 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>i&apos;m having one of those nights where i want to complain and rant into my livejournal, or cry onto someones shoulder without any worry of punctuation, grammar, or reputation.  i have this unexplainable self caused depression fit going on right now, and it sucks.  depression was so much easier in 10th grade, when i at least had a shitty reason to feel that way.  sure, i learned my lesson there and told myself not to worry about life anymore, but eventually shit catches up with you and shoves it up your ass.  i feel like cutting up and down my arm with a fucking pair of gardening sheers just to see if it gives those little emo kids the escape from reality they want.  if it does, then fuck it, i&apos;d probably do it so much i&apos;d bleed to death.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to bawl my eyes out right here and now, and have somebody hold me and tell me everything will be okay with no worry about what the fuck people will say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck i hate this.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Apr 2006 05:59:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mr. Miller... yaoi addict</title>
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  <description>piehead23: next time i get cash im gonna go to the mall and buy an &quot;I &amp;lt;3 Hentai&quot; shirt&lt;br /&gt;matt: haha&lt;br /&gt;matt: what an otaku&lt;br /&gt;piehead23: haha yeah&lt;br /&gt;piehead23: you know you&apos;d wear one&lt;br /&gt;matt: :P&lt;br /&gt;piehead23: or &quot;I &amp;lt;3 Yaoi!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;matt: yes!&lt;br /&gt;matt: I&apos;d wear that one&lt;br /&gt;piehead23: u like yaoi?&lt;br /&gt;matt: you know it&lt;br /&gt;piehead23: i do now&lt;br /&gt;piehead23: sure is hot aint it?&lt;br /&gt;matt: yeah, you&apos;re telling me&lt;br /&gt;piehead23: but you&apos;re the one who said so yourself&lt;br /&gt;piehead23: nice, same sex on same sex action</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 15 Apr 2006 08:37:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I LIIIIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, spring break has been as wonderful as ever, faithful readers, and the only complaint I have about is  that is had ended so soon.  Those of you who I wanted to see and could not, I did indeed often think about you.  Although the events that occurred this break were repetetive and seemingly boring during some moments, I now realize that I needed it.  The evercrushing walls of school were blocked temporarily by a large metal bar made out of the element called relaxation.  Waking up at noon (or thereabouts) everyday is delightful in it&apos;s own right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, for the record, getting scratched behind the ears is wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, and good hunting,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austen</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 18 Mar 2006 19:36:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Man I love Saturday mornings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where I can sit in my chair until noon in my boxers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a game boy advance emulator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mhm, this is the life people.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 16 Mar 2006 05:50:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m still alive</title>
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  <description>Well, you all oughta know I&apos;m still alive.  Also, I feel like ranting.  But I won&apos;t, so it&apos;s cool.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jan 2006 22:16:37 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Play!</title>
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  <description>Hey Everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come see Guajome Park Academy&apos;s production of &quot;...and stuff...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY TWO MORE DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;Tonight - 1/14 @ 7.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow - 1/15 @ 7.30 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TICKETS ARE $5 and it&apos;s PLAYING IN THE GPA GYM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come come come and see all the cool people in it!</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 07 Jan 2006 07:48:14 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Krikorian Tommorow, 2PM</title>
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  <description>&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Hey all,

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&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It&apos;s Austen
here. As all my Guajome whores know, tommorow is the saturday before we
return back to school. As per tradition that I made up right now, we
have to take a trip to the Krikorian and screw around all day. I was
thinkin tommorow around 2 o&apos;clock I was going to show up and just wing
it. Due to the fact that there are multiple things to do in that area,
finding an activity should be no trouble at all.
If you want you can e- mail me back, or give me a call at (760)- 295-
8663.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;
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&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Thank you much and very sincerely,

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&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(102, 255, 255);&quot;&gt;Austen Moore&lt;/span&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 12 Dec 2005 06:11:10 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Swordplay and torture, giants and true love.</title>
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  <description>There have been few times in my life I say &quot;Wow, that was amazing.&quot;  Amazing has such a strong meaning compared to other positive descriptive adjectives.  Awesome and cool can&apos;t really translate out to what amazing means.  It means to stand out with wonder, and immense awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watched this movie I was amazed.  Awestruck, flabbergasted, and surprised won&apos;t work right now.  I have to use amazed.  The Princess Bride kept me wondering, on the edge of my seat, and the lovely Ms. Buttercup wasn&apos;t so bad looking either.  Miracle Max is also a very intriguing character, along with everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who also would have known the immensely large man is actually Andre the Giant, the world&apos;s tallest man at the time?  I mean, holy crap.  He is a giant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swashbuckling has always mixed in well with love.  Love has always mixed in with romance, and that period of time happens to be incredibly romantic.  Romanticism often leads to torture, which shows the true strength of someones character.  Character leads to a large amount of personality.  Thus this concludes that swashbuckling is a very romantic and charismatic art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means it is back to the blade with me.  Bluffs and parrys flow seamlessly together with precision and a quick tongue.  The finesse of the blade can be applied to a new outlook on life.  The agile movements combined with subtle efficiency is a lesson that can be taken by anyone.  Rather than brute force, I will now be an escape artist in any given situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cross blades with my enemies, and strike at them quickly and move on. No need to dwell on them anymore, I have disposed of them and my honor will be regained.  If this tactic does not work, become their friend, and stab them in the back of the alley where no one is watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let&apos;s go have a dance with death, abs canor a gaudium.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 09 Dec 2005 07:33:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Like blood for breakfast, memoirs of a teenage wrestling king</title>
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  <description>So, today I had my first wrestling match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally got my butt kicked, cz coincidentally I was in the same weight class as he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lost 18- 29, but we still did aweseome for our first try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got called a fag in the bathroom by frickin Crapping Squid or whatever his name is, and I had fun with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Goldielocks also wrestled Ray, who got his butt kicked as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meet was awesome tho.  Nothing says fun like two sweating males getting sweaty with each other, woohoo!  There was blood, sweat, tears, and... nvm lets not get into that.  I almost lasted a minute!  I was proud!  And I got escape points for our team (yay).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating very little for 2 days, I had a wonderful dinner at Lamp Post Pizza.  Ms. Quaye? also made one heck of a cool carb up.  I got to my weight class, and finals are over.  All I have to do is get a good grade on my presentation, andI&apos;ll have this semester in the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell ya, it&apos;s been one heck of a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m out folks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad if you didn&apos;t make the meet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austen Moore</description>
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  <category>w00t!</category>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 05:48:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I totally haven&apos;t eaten for more than 30 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crap hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling is freaking insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse you math!</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 01:35:28 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I made weight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to wrestle tommorow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beat Shawn out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I win....</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Dec 2005 20:35:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Ok, a few things about me you should know from experience, but may have missed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I shave my legs, so no need to ask me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;2.  Now I wear eye liner sometimes, in case you&apos;re gonna miss that too.&lt;br /&gt;3.  You have problems.&lt;br /&gt;4.  I change around different people, it&apos;s what I do.&lt;br /&gt;5.  I act insane, and probably violent too.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;6.  I am an avid player of Dungeons and Dragons.  That explains why I speakk gibberish all the time.&lt;br /&gt;7.  Bloodcurdling Tales of Horror and the Macabre is one of my favorite books.&lt;br /&gt;8.  People except for my posse suck.  Sometimes my posse sucks.&lt;br /&gt;9.  I&apos;m mad at Patrick right now.  Cz he&apos;s stupid and gets in trouble a lot.&lt;br /&gt;10. I suck to be around.  I&apos;m a jerk and try to give to many hugs.  It seems like I pry and I&apos;ve probably hit you before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austen Moore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Drizz&apos;t Do&apos;Urdren isn&apos;t so bad.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 02 Dec 2005 03:34:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>My dog rocks!</title>
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yay for rex :)</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 29 Nov 2005 01:27:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Thai kicks and cola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an entrance back into school...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 28 Nov 2005 02:10:23 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I love that feeling of just lying there, after being woken up, and trying to go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There&apos;s that few brief seconds of semi consciousness where wverything is like &quot;woooooow&amp;gt;.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you get up and you feel better cz there was a nice transition from asleep to awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know what I&apos;m talkin about?</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 26 Nov 2005 03:49:15 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Mr. Miyagi died :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more wax on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or wax off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sad</description>
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