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  <title>Let's watch this city burn.</title>
  <subtitle>'Till there's nothing left of her...</subtitle>
  <author>
    <email>bombshellness@hotmail.com</email>
    <name>.·:*Sarah*:·.</name>
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  <updated>2009-10-29T04:41:59Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:375781</id>
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    <title>FML</title>
    <published>2009-10-29T04:41:59Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-29T04:41:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Laptop hard drive fried and short-circuted my motherboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I am not looking forward to re-installing iTunes for the 57465743839875th time.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:375311</id>
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    <title>Bleh.</title>
    <published>2009-10-13T13:02:06Z</published>
    <updated>2009-10-13T13:02:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"If Only (Quartet)" -- The Little Mermaid on Broadway</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I thought I'd update before I went to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new job is nifty. I like it, working with the public. Sometimes the flu clinics are boring, but Cosco is always fun; lots of people. The ladies I've worked with are spectacular. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, there's not much going on: The usual WoWage. Though! One of my WoW dudefaces lives in Riverside and is having a Halloween party, so I get to go to that. :3 Lame, but hey, it's social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started therapy. Well, sort of. I don't really wanna talk about it much, but yeah. I'm fucked up. But the good news it isn't just romantically; it mostly stems from the inability to socialize. Great news, right? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I talked to Jesse on the phone last week! He's doing okay, we had fun. I miss hanging out with him. God, was that really 6 years ago? I'm so fucking old. Seriously, catching up with him was like 'Oh, the good ol' days.' But those are long gone now. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. I'm rather boring.</content>
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    <title>This site actually made me think of sonata_ix</title>
    <published>2009-09-01T07:05:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-09-01T07:05:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Dead on the Dancefloor" -- Ultraviolet</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5362078&amp;order=&amp;section_id=&amp;page=1"&gt;http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=5362078&amp;order=&amp;section_id=&amp;page=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out. Really pretty stuff. Relatively inexpensive, too. :o</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:374890</id>
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    <title>So, Friday.</title>
    <published>2009-08-31T08:06:07Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-31T08:06:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's seasonal for working at flu clinics all over San Diego County. 17 an hour for giving shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetness.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:374689</id>
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    <title>Anti-Everything.</title>
    <published>2009-08-25T20:55:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-08-25T20:55:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Da Mystery of Chessboxin'" - Wu-Tang Clan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I decided to make an entry addressing my current status with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this started when I was talking to Dennis' boyfriend, Noch, last night when he joined my server to RP a Death Knight in my guild. He was talking about how wild I was and stuff and I said, "Fun? I have no fun anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's shitty. I mean, really? I'm almost 25 and I feel like everything just died. I dunno, part of it was my own fault. I think being with Dan had a lot to do with it. We were so involved with ourselves that we didn't want to hear criticism from others. And eventually, after we broke up, I didn't know what people thought of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I kind of hid from everyone. Dennis was right; I should have never dated him. I was a full believer in giving everyone a chance, but I ruined my life with it. I don't attribute losing my job to him-- actually, if I hadn't lost my job and realized how horribly we got along, we may still be together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel shitty for some of the way I treated people-- just distancing myself to avoid judgment. And I think Dennis and Berna were two of the main people that I did that to, not because I was necessarily afraid what they thought of me, but I was afraid of opening up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nowhere near innocent in the downfall of that relationship. I did a lot of stupid things, but it was really doomed from the start. We should have never gotten back together after I allowed him to break up with me on Valentine's Day-- of all the fucking days in the world. I allowed myself to be treated the way he treated me. I may have deserved being yelled at sometimes, but no one has the right to yell at me to the point where I'm blubbering and can't even talk. No one has the right to tell me my faults when they have the same exact faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He always accused me of being addicted to World of Warcraft. I play a lot, and sometimes I have had trouble with time management. But I never ditched work to play, and when real life issues came up, unless it was petty RL drama shit, I walked away from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I tried to explain to my father, it's become an outlet for me, not the game itself, really, but what I've done with it. Once I moved to a roleplay server, I spent more time writing about my characters, making events, hosting roleplay.. shit like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think he's just worried I'm not living to my "full potential". I can see that. I try, but I always become held back. For fuck's sake, I've been looking for work, but I have yet to find anything as a LPN/LVN-- RN's are the one's in demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't afford school. Which sucks. Maybe next semester. Though I might have gotten a ding on a job. My only issue is I'm still learning to drive and I only have my permit. Guh. If people weren't insane with driving down here, I'd invest in a bike and ride everywhere, even if it did suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back on topic. I'm going to make an effort to make plans with the people still left here instead of being humiliated over a grave mistake. Also, Joe is coming out for my birthday. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:374382</id>
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    <title>Holy Bolonga.</title>
    <published>2009-07-21T19:10:39Z</published>
    <updated>2009-07-21T19:10:39Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Sang Real" -- Dredg</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I haven't posted anything of value in awhile. I guess I've sort-of dedicated this LiveJournal to my life, right? I've had the damn thing since I was 17. &amp;gt;:o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, update time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back from Florida July 3rd. I miss Joe terribly-- along with all my "WoW Friends".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't have me friended on MySpace (it got fix't) or Facebook, here's the Photobucket Link: &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Floridahahahaha/"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Floridahahahaha/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly after, my grandma entered the hospital with a UTI and later progressed to pneumonia. She was in the hospital for a week, I was there for 5 days and ended up with a cold myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm looking at possibly going back to school since I -still- cannot seem to find a job. My dad can pull up a google page with a ton of listings, when I type the same thing, I get nada. For some reason. o_O I have my resume on HotJobs and Monster already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow. So, I think I'm gonna go back to school. As to where, not sure yet. Going to Kaplan in San Diego to discuss my options with them since I got my LVN through them.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:374215</id>
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    <title>MySpace.</title>
    <published>2009-06-28T00:20:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-28T00:20:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Those of you friended on my MySpace, my account was deleted (haven't gotten any answers yet), but I'm still on Facebook (www.facebook.com/bombshellness) for those of you who wanna follow me on there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to figure out what happened, not really upset or anything over it-- more curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:373995</id>
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    <title>Floridahahahahahaha.</title>
    <published>2009-06-27T05:38:20Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-27T05:38:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm in Indialantic again. Going to Gainsville on Monday to meet more WoW nerds and two of my four wiefs. And my mistress/boob twin is coming in for a week also. We're going to watch all of True Blood (I bought it) and do make-up and drive Joe generally insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to my grandmother's July 9th again for the reversal surgery. I get to care for her. :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is boring. If you guys wanna know shyte, comment. D:</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:373624</id>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-06-03T00:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-06-03T07:05:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-06-03T07:05:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:48&lt;/em&gt; I need to use this thing more often. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/2006197133"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;10:55&lt;/em&gt; Blarg. Last night was a blast at Emma's going-away party. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/2006274167"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-05-22T00:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-22T07:06:14Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-22T07:06:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:13&lt;/em&gt; Today sucked. I woke up and a spider fell from my ceiling into my mouth. I should have just stayed in bed all day. ._. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/1879819294"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-05-15T00:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-15T07:05:52Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-15T07:05:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:19&lt;/em&gt; Making BlizzCon plans. Oh yes. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/1803608667"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:bombshellness:372859</id>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-05-13T00:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-13T07:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-13T07:05:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;20:49&lt;/em&gt; got her identity crap fixed and has to pack this weekend. *Le sigh* Would rather this year went away ASAP.Vegas looks so shiny from here.. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/1781045471"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>You gotta help me out, it's all a blur last niiiight..  ♪♪</title>
    <published>2009-05-13T04:10:08Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-13T04:10:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Lost" -- Katy Perry</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I fixed my identity situation. In short, the girl and I have the same first and last name and same DOB.. which are the basis of 90% of background checks. So, the court criminal records department gave me a document declaring as of May 12th 2009 that I have no criminal activity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to basically have to take this document with me every time I apply for a job until I &lt;br /&gt;A) change my last name. or B) get hitched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between being falsely convicted, rejected after a 10-month-long crush, having an old guildie pass away and a dear friend end up in the hospital, and a rather un-productive guild officer meeting, I'm ready to disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking of just going to Vegas. Just up and leave this weekend without a damn care. I could almost afford it, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Joe, my friend who was in the hospital had a dream while he was unconscious that I apparently went to Vegas and never wanted to leave, then he got a call a week later that I was dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Everyone's gotta be a constant downer, huh? ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the picture of Vegas from my hotel room from my birthday last year. It looks so damn pretty, so shiny. I want to go so freaking bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=0921082109.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/0921082109.jpg" border="0" alt="Vegasss"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I have to begin packing to move back home. I have a driver's lesson tomorrow, which scares the shit out of me. I don't wanna go, but I have to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck my life.</content>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-05-11T00:05:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-11T07:05:32Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-11T07:05:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;11:30&lt;/em&gt; thinks this week is fucked. Fuck men, fuck background checks, fuck identity theft, fuck the last 10 months. *Middle finger* &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/1756389998"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>*Middle finger*</title>
    <published>2009-05-10T18:39:12Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-10T18:39:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Kiss Me 'Til It Bleeds" -- Nina Gordon</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Destructive.&lt;br /&gt;Exciting.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't let go..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear to everything sacred and holy, the next guy I even remotely develop feelings for it getting kicked in the jaw. Put a stop to that shit before it gets out of hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is nothing short of fucked. I quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm gonna hang myself on someone else-- use just enough rope.&lt;br /&gt;I know he's bad news, but I can't say no.&lt;br /&gt;If bitter is sweet, then he's just what I need.&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me 'til it bleeds.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-05-07T00:09:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T07:09:45Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T07:09:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;21:26&lt;/em&gt; @&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/brodystfu"&gt;brodystfu&lt;/a&gt; I know how that goes.Today in VoA Rogue T8.5 dropped and I was on my warlock. Lame as hell. Ni hao, sister. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/1724228327"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Nerdy Entry: My warlock.</title>
    <published>2009-05-07T03:05:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-07T03:10:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"The Scientist" -- Coldplay</lj:music>
    <content type="html">First and foremost, don't read this is you hate any of the following:&lt;br /&gt;1) World of Warcraft&lt;br /&gt;2) Role-play.&lt;br /&gt;3) A mixture of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I started on a PvP server, but I wanted to RP. So, I rolled Molly (Now named Veridian) as a rogue for RP. Then I rolled Ellorah.. who is now my main character. So, I'll start with screen shots concerning her. :) A post will be made later on with different major RP characters I play and an entry with just silly/bizarre screen shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any questions aside from, "Why are you such a nerd?" please post them :D I may choose one day to transcribe her biography. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Miss Elly, drawn by my friend Liz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ellorah.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/ellorah.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a guild meeting we ran. Arc is a private militia. When the Horde cannot afford casualty due to mistakes or lack of knowledge, Arc places their troops in its place. There in being, Arc enlists people whom are experted in their field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This particular meeting was when we inducted the Death Knights (Ellorah's the one in the middle, in front of her directly is her husband):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aleaderandhismen1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/aleaderandhismen1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aleaderandhismen2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/aleaderandhismen2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Halloween, Ellorah and Neptuen (The guild leader.) married in Black Temple in Shade of Akama's room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/?action=view&amp;amp;current=btwedding3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/btwedding3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Lunar Festival, we downed Omen as a guild. This is Ellorah looking awfully regal while giving her speech in the Moonglade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ellymoonglade.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/ellymoonglade.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every 3 months, Arc holds an in-character auction. Basically, guildies farm or donate their items and services and we auction them off in-characterly. This is a screen shot of the very first one I held, not knowing how successful it'd be. I made 3150 gold that night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/?action=view&amp;amp;current=charityauction1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/charityauction1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, since I'm on my LAPTOP because my desktop got fried, here is my Elly in all her Tier 7 glory:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/?action=view&amp;amp;current=WoWScrnShot_050609_005800.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v11/mori_no_karasu/Uploads/WoWScrnShot_050609_005800.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>So, fuck having a job.</title>
    <published>2009-05-06T21:53:03Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-06T21:53:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Not sure if I mentioned this, but when I was at the clinic a year ago, my personal files were mixed up with another girl's. Her name is the exact same as mine. Her birthday matches mine, only she was born 5 years after me (1989), and her SSN is one number off of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this happened, people keep mixing up our files. Well, I had a background check for a potential job and it came up that I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Apparently have a driver's license.&lt;br /&gt;2) Was driving under the influence and committed of under-age drinking. (I'm 24.)&lt;br /&gt;3) Now have a pending misdemeanor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! Now I have to wait until the company (who was very gracious about the whole ordeal) sends me a copy of the report so that I can call the courts and fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I remain unemployed now not out of job incompetency or availability-- but because I'm apparently an irresponsible driver. ._.</content>
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    <title>Pwease.</title>
    <published>2009-05-06T07:59:48Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-06T07:59:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Someone post here how to do a LJ cut before I make my nerdy/dorky WoW entry with screen shots. Danke. &amp;lt;333</content>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-05-06T00:07:00</title>
    <published>2009-05-06T07:07:10Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-06T07:07:10Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;14:04&lt;/em&gt; is going to go drinking with Isamu.. this ought to be interesting. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/1709993949"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>All my battles have been won, but the war has just begun.</title>
    <published>2009-05-02T07:13:55Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-02T07:13:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"City" -- Hollywood Undead</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;It's hard to face the facts when the darkness fades to black.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in 4 years, I've updated my LJ style. Gave it some damn color. New icon. It's a drawing of my Blood Elf warlock, done by my friend Liz. I'll post the whole thing later. I needed to get my mind off him. Yes, him. The massive crush I've had since August. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;As in life, as in death,&lt;br /&gt;Breathings until there is no breath.&lt;br /&gt;I will not die in the night, but in the light of the sun,&lt;br /&gt;With the ashes of this world in my lungs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we've flirted back and forth since then. It feels like forever and a day. He knows it, and at one time he liked me back. Now it comes and goes. He only talks to me when he's drunk or he has an honest question about something. Or when I screw up. And frankly, I'm discouraged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;But who am I to say let's all just run away,&lt;br /&gt;Grab your saints and pray and we'll burn this world today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should talk to him, that's the adult thing to do, but if they don't answer, what do you do? Just move along? I understand that it's hard to move on, but you know.. it waned for a long time. I had given up on him for a long while because we just simply never talked. Then out of the blue, he and I began to talk again. It was so.. unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We use the trees as torches..&lt;br /&gt;Fill the streets with corpses..&lt;br /&gt;Watch the city fucking bleed..&lt;br /&gt;Bring the world to its knees..&lt;br /&gt;..Do you wanna burn it with me?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, strung out over a guy again. At least I'm not idiotically dating him again. Why is it I'm apparently retarded? No, really.. ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Let's watch it burn.&lt;br /&gt;Let's watch this city burn the world.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>:D</title>
    <published>2009-05-02T04:49:00Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-02T04:49:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Meeting went peachy, he was late working. Went to In-N-Out. He was really tired. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're hanging out again on Tuesday. We'll see. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this Children's Week achievement fucking sucks. 8 hours PvPing on a character I've never PvP'd on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/harakiri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine a place where you have 40 people on your team. 20 of them have to capture a tower like you do. There are 4 towers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Just got it.</content>
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    <title>I thought I was supposed to be moving forward. I knew AnimeGlobe would bite me in the ass ONE day...</title>
    <published>2009-04-28T07:01:44Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-28T07:01:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"In Between" -- Linkin Park</lj:music>
    <content type="html">So, I got a call today for a job. Per diem at a nursing agency. I have an interview next Monday. Even if I only get one day of work, that's better than nothing. I got an extension on my unemployment due to a new thing Governor Schwarzenegger passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernadette's now in Japan. I wish her luck. I'mma miss her. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guild drama has faded. We're doing Ulduar. I'm satisfied. I'll be making a nerdy WoW entry later on (with screenshots). The role-play's increasing a bit more now guild-wise. /dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a series of text messages, from, dare I say, someone from Anime Globe, we're going to have dinner. I'm like, floored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you Anime Globe people that I still have friended on here.. it's Isamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you read that right. He's now stationed 30 minutes from me. So, he suggested dinner. I suggested Cheesecake Factory. Oh, it's on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not a date. At least, I'm not aware of it being a date. I don't date anymore; I don't have anything to offer anyone. I'm frumpy and nerdy. But I'm fun. I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here I am having a mental conniption fit over this. I'm completely floored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not expecting anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see if he has the skirt. Don't hold your breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: He has a LJ, too. I somehow forgot about this. /wave ^^;</content>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-04-25T00:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-25T07:06:04Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-25T07:06:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;20:50&lt;/em&gt; About to get shit-faced with my homies. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/1610330715"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>bombshellness @ 2009-04-20T00:06:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T07:06:05Z</published>
    <updated>2009-04-20T07:06:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;ul class="loudtwitter"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;23:26&lt;/em&gt; I passed my IV course. Saw an independent film. Gonna fuck some bitches up. ._. &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/bombshellness/statuses/1563593681"&gt;#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Automatically shipped by &lt;a href="http://www.loudtwitter.com"&gt;LoudTwitter&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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