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  <title>Is it safe?</title>
  <subtitle>Hanging's too good for him!</subtitle>
  <author>
    <name>Sam O'Lander</name>
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  <updated>2006-07-04T15:14:35Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:33725</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2006-07-04T10:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-07-04T15:14:35Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-04T15:14:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Oh yeah.  I'm still alive.  Like that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which Guitar Hero song do you have stuck in your head?</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:33377</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-12-15T21:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-16T03:28:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-16T03:28:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I think I'm gonna start a fast, nothing but juices for the next week or so.  I've been pigging out on junk food and it's starting to make me feel a little ucky.  Just a thought.  I prolly will not do it after all.  Blea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey there Pete!  If you're reading this send me a mailing address via email.  I'm at tragician@hotmail.com.  I'm rooting for you and have been thinking of our last conversation.  I admire the conviction you're showing.  It's an inspiration, man.  Really.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:33200</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-12-10T09:27:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-10T15:25:24Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-10T15:25:24Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's not looking like I'll be able to make it to any New Years party that may happen.  There's been difficulties at Wal-Mart and I've decided to quit that jazz.  If plans go according... to themselves then I'll be working at Cellular One at a desk job.  That means I'll be cashing in my two weeks of vacation and hitting the road as far as they're concerned.  Oh yeah.  I think I might have racked up like fifteen bucks on my 401k.  If I don't get this job then I'll still have the holiday off.  You'll have news soon.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:33017</id>
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    <title>Obscure humor</title>
    <published>2005-11-16T21:43:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-16T21:43:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Watch "Groundhog's Day" and set it to repeat endlessly.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:32719</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-11-13T07:33:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-13T13:33:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-13T13:33:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Is insomnia becoming an epidemic?  All this time I spend alone at night... I'm seeing the same thing in others.  Are we declining socially as a race?  All these people that would rather spend their time alone, content to live life through someone else's eyes and realizing someone else's... blea.  Now's not the time nor the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put my vacation in.  I should get it if it's not disputed.  If all goes well I'll have an entire week around New Years.  I'm just wondering who in the Madison area will lodge me and perhaps another.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:32339</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-10-28T05:28:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T10:29:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T10:29:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And how can my password be too easy to guess, Livejournal People?  I don't think even I know it.  Feh.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:32240</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-10-28T05:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-28T10:26:39Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-28T10:26:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Skinny Puppy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">You'll eventually not be embarassed about any of your bodily functions because your boss will want to know about them.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:31908</id>
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    <title>Pray for watermelons that we may see apples.</title>
    <published>2005-10-11T11:56:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-11T11:56:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">indeed.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:31635</id>
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    <title>Dude, WTF?</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T02:55:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T11:16:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Shit!  The years!  I have lost track of them.  I got this in my inbox just today. ("sic" is implied throughout)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello sam,&lt;br /&gt;     Wow, this is kinda weird. Theres something I need to ask you and you might find it totally irrelevant or just really weird but spiritually it is important for me. So if you could just hang in there for me for just a sec that would be great. Thanx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Well like i've told you before I am now a christian. I've been getting really involved in my church. And to be honest God has put you on my heart resently and reminding me of alot of the things I have done. I know I have done alot of injustices to you. And I just wanted to say to you that I am sorry. I really am. And I was wondering if you could forgive me of the hurts I did to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I know it's odd of me to say of ask that, expecially after so many years. But what I have learned so far is not to ignore what God has put on your heart. Because more then likely He puts it there for a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     I know, you might be thinking that I'm such I Drama Queen. And I might be, but I am also very sincere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless,&lt;br /&gt;Merissa &lt;br /&gt;&lt;c&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:31472</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-10-04T01:49:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-04T06:48:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-04T06:48:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">And her name was Melissa.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:30977</id>
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    <title>Retail Hijinks Episode 1</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T09:21:35Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T09:21:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A brief conversation at work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Pete, you are a gay robot."&lt;br /&gt;Pete: "I'm not a robot!"</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:30830</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-09-23T01:39:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-23T06:39:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-23T06:39:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">You know that you've been playing too many videogames when your fingers default to the WASD keys.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:30642</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-09-20T07:11:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T12:17:09Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T12:17:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cream liqueur works surprisinly well with hot, unsweetened tea!  I just had a mini sitting on my desk and I thought "Eh, sure!"  I dumped the whole thing in (50ml).  I think it was the brand I used that added the specialness.  Sylk Cream.  I think it's the heather honey that makes it work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Heather, honey!  What can I do to make my tea taste better?"&lt;br /&gt;Heather Honey: "You're talking to the bottle again, Sam.  I think it's more disturbing that I'm talking back.  My friends will shun me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.  Try it this winter.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:30316</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-09-06T05:34:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-06T10:39:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-06T10:39:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Saddam A Go-Go - GWAR</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Justin was awesomely right all that time ago about GWAR.  I should have looked them up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Beki is studying ancient languages I'll be browsing obsucre music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like I'll be going to the Northern Wisconsin Metalfest.  There'll be many bands from the area and a couple from Minneapolis and Milwaukee.  There'll be free food, camping, beer, water, pop, and beer with purchase of tickets.  I'm psyched up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could get Passing Reality in the same room as Sight Like December.  But since I cannot introduce you guys personally I'm just going to say visit this &lt;a href="http://www.cdbaby.com/cd/sldecember"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt; and check out the streaming CD.  Stephen Johnson is a bleeding genious.  (Am I right, Melissa?)</content>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-09-04T05:25:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-04T10:32:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-04T10:32:16Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tight - Mindless Self Indulgence</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Talked for almost an hour with Melissa today.  That gets a "Woo!".  She's a girl from town that is going to UWEC for school.  All up ons.  She's cool.  You'd like her unless you have an allergic reaction to awesome chicks.  I'm going to start selling my plasma so's I can go to Seattle, yo!  I should be able to make the trip in a couple of years.</content>
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    <title>All students from Milwaukee are ninjas!  Beware!</title>
    <published>2005-09-03T10:32:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-03T10:32:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">But seriously, I don't know who the hell this Vern Reid guy is but he's got the right idea.&lt;br /&gt;Here are your Milwaukee ninja instructions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stud.ntnu.no/~shane/stasj/pics/humor/div/ninjalesson.jpg"&gt;Make me a ninja, pretty please!&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-08-30T02:14:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-30T07:14:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-30T07:14:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I listened to Sullivan by Caroline's Spine.  I cried.  Dammit.  First time I heard it in years and it still gets me.  I should stay away from Grave of the Fireflies for a while.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:29329</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-08-29T05:08:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-29T10:07:08Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-29T10:07:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Carving a path through my room to glory and freedom.  What treasures along the way!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:tragician:28940</id>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-08-27T06:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-27T11:47:05Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-27T11:47:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I began working at a bar tonight.  It was nice.  There was something very simple about the way I was able to make people happy there.  All I did was bring them peanuts and check their IDs.  It's amazing how amplified a gesture as simple as a bowl of peanuts can become.  I'm working in a bar.  God is in his heaven and all is right in the world.</content>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-08-20T14:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-20T19:57:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-20T19:57:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">There is something vile and unrepentant about marmalade.  Marmalade does not change for you and thus stakes it's claim in our world.  Damn you, marmalade.  I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;It's my mother's birthday today.  Her age is equal to the answer of the ultimate question.</content>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-08-11T22:24:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-12T03:24:48Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-12T03:24:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">On a side note I have just discovered my new favorite form of bathing.  A bath as hot as you can stand (or sit in) and after that drains, a bracing shower of ice-cold water!  Hahahahahahaaaaa!  I feel spiffy.</content>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-08-11T21:44:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-12T02:49:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-12T02:49:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have a homework assignment for you all.  Go through your old pictures and find objects that you still have.  I was looking at pictures of my room in my dad's house (high school, 4 years ago) and discovered that I'm still using one of the same mousepads that the Tech Guys jacked from the computer lab.  &lt;br /&gt;Irony:  Merissa was sitting right next to it and I felt more nostalgia for the mousepad.  I love thee, mousepad.  We shall never part.</content>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-08-06T06:59:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-06T12:02:41Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-06T12:02:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have contemplated how I would feel were I a sandstorm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get things done right away.&lt;br /&gt;What I don't damage remains beyond my influence.&lt;br /&gt;We dervishes are solitary,&lt;br /&gt;But our sand gets everywhere.</content>
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    <title>tragician @ 2005-08-04T07:19:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-04T12:18:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-04T12:18:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">All of you going to Minneapolis should become a ninja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mizunagaredojo.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.mizunagaredojo.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Kit Fisto should have kicked more butt in this scene</title>
    <published>2005-07-31T12:14:25Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-31T12:14:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y227/tragician/jedislugger.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;</content>
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