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  <title>i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)</title>
  <subtitle>here is the deepest secret nobody knows</subtitle>
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    <name>Casey</name>
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  <updated>2007-04-16T17:30:31Z</updated>
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    <title>CampusWeb didn't hate me this year! Hooray!</title>
    <published>2006-11-08T14:10:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-11-08T14:10:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">ANTH*113*001   Credits: 4.00  Registered&lt;br /&gt;ANTH*131*001   Credits: 4.00  Registered&lt;br /&gt;MATH*27*001   Credits: 4.00  Registered&lt;br /&gt;MUS*15*001   Credits: 2.00  Registered&lt;br /&gt;MUS*17*001   Credits: 2.00  Registered&lt;br /&gt;PSYC*114*001   Credits: 2.00  Registered</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-08-02T12:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-08-02T16:40:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-02T16:40:22Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm learning how to drive, I am saving my money fairly well, and I am trying hard to be more productive and I've done average at that. Also, apparently I'm decent at bowling, and I don't know where that came from. My aim is usually dead on, but unfortunately I apparently have no arm muscles so I bowl at like half the speed of a grandma. Oh well, dollar bowling is a good cheap way to spend Monday nights. And in other news, I'm going to the shore for two weekends in a row. Thank goodness. It might be 6,000 degrees, but I need some shore time. I really should get back to cleaning my room, as it's a little less of a disaster then yesterday, but still pretty pathetic.</content>
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    <title>So I'll update I guess...</title>
    <published>2006-07-29T22:04:04Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-16T17:30:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This summer is flying by, and I'm no more productive or less inhibited by my procrastination (which has sunk to a new low of unintentional... its a sickness). I got to meet one of my California cousin's kid and go to Hershey Park with him and a ton of other things. It's not really the first time I'm seeing him, since I saw him 2 or three times when he was a baby, but this is the first time he'll actually remember me. And to really make this a quality post, why not stick a meme in here? &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Sure, why not."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess the Book title based on the first sentences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strike&gt;I went back to the Devon School not long ago, and found it looking oddly newer then when I was a student there fifteen years before.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strike&gt;Mr. Jones, of the Manor Farm, had locked the hen houses for the night, but was too drunk to remember to shut the popholes.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Anyone who watches the slightest amount of TV is familiar with the scene: An agent knocks on the door of some seemingly ordinary home or office.&lt;br /&gt;4. Call me Jonah.&lt;br /&gt;5. It was almost December, and Jonas was beginning to be frightened.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strike&gt;I am writing to you because she said you listen and understand and didn't try to sleep with that person at that party even though you could have.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&amp;nbsp; &lt;strike&gt;...was a highly unusual boy in many ways. (The beginning will give it away.)&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. &lt;strike&gt;Serene was a word you could put to Brooklyn, New York.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. &lt;strike&gt;In my younger and more vunerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. &lt;strike&gt;When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken at the elbow.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. To have a reason to get up in the morning, it is necessary to hve a guiding principle.&lt;br /&gt;12. Ba-room, Ba-room, Ba-room, Baripity, Baripity, Baripity, Baripty - Good.&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-06-20T20:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-21T00:34:56Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-21T00:34:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I will eventually update on the amazing time that was Bonnaroo '06, but for now I will just say that I have dealt with an impressive amount of helpful and friendly people this weekend, but my body is currently not being helpful or friendly. I am hoping that a tall glass of OJ, lots of water, more robutussin than recommended, vapor rub, and sleep from 8:30 until 7 tomorrow morning when I have to go to work. The smart thing would probably be to call and let her (my neighbor whose children I babysit) know that I am sick and exhausted, but I already canceled Monday for Bonnaroo and Tuesday to oversee the move-in at my aunt's new house. Plus I really need money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray for being in a fight with my own body!</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-06-13T15:32:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-13T19:35:14Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-13T19:35:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to Bonnaroo this weekend. My friend just called me yesterday morning and asked if I wanted to go. I had thought about going a few months ago, but then let the idea die as it didn't seem possible transportation and planning wise. But tomorrow night or early Thursday I will be bound for Manchester, Tennesee. So excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death Cab for Cutie, Ben Folds, Bonnie Raitt, Elvis Costello, Radiohead, Bright Eyes, and more - here I come!</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-06-07T17:06:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-07T21:09:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-07T21:09:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I made a batch of chocolate chip cookies, only to find that the milk in my fridge was pretty sour. Bah humbug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The DSL has been ordered, so now all I have to do is patiently wait for the software and modem to arrive. Yaaay, only a few more days of slow and crappy internet service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get on filling out my accountability sheet for OC, as it's due on Friday. I need to get to the post office, but how?</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-06-01T14:10:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-01T18:14:40Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-01T18:14:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So we might be getting DSL. Please let this be true, this dial-up at home is awful. Might be ordering it today, and if we do I will pay the money myself to get a wireless router. I'm tres excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to get off my bum and do something productive.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-05-27T15:53:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-27T20:01:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-27T20:01:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, it's literally been since my last entry that I've been online. The slowness and general suckiness of the connect has discouraged me, but I figured I needed to be in touch with the world every now and then. Especially since I need to keep in touch with my siblings for OC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I hope everyone's summer is going well so far, or more relaxing than finals week at the very least. I've been a complete bum and while I'm convincing myself I've been unpacking, I've really been sleeping until absurd hours (my latest thus far was 3:45pm), looking at the boxes in my room and pushing them around a little, and then watching some TV and doing completely unproductive things. Oh well, it's summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about what kind of flowers I could plant for this summer, and I've also been giving some thought to what kinf of plants I could have for the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Really exciting stuff.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-05-23T21:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-24T01:38:15Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-24T01:38:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So I'm home and have been since Saturday evening, but I've been unpacking and unwinding. This is mostly for Rachel, since I'm pretty sure she's the only home person who reads this. Let's hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, tonight I made a delicious dinner of asparagus, chicken, and angel hair pasta. It was a million times better than any of the crap Aramark makes us, and undoubtedly much healthier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-05-17T13:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-17T18:20:06Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-17T18:20:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So. It may have been a bad idea to be involved in the two organizations that extend my stay at school by 10 days at the beginning for orientation and 5 days at the end to sing for graduation. Not that I won't hang out with some of my friends who are staying for the summer, but my room echos now and its weird and I feel bored. Ha. It's funny how the appeal of all the shit I procrastinate with (like reading LJ or talking on AIM) goes way down when I have nothing I'm supposed to be doing.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-05-11T19:52:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-11T23:53:28Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-11T23:53:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just want to say that I have the best advisor in the world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-05-01T14:13:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-01T18:22:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-01T18:22:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's time for that "I can't wait for summer" broken record that plays at this time of year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for summer to: take showers in bare feet, sleep in my big comfy bed, play PS2 ridiculous amounts, have time to be crafty, go to the beach and get a tan, eat healtier, be out in and enjoy the nice weather more often, write more regularly, go to garage sales, check out craft fairs, see my cousins' kids more often and watch them grow, crochet a lot, not worry for one second about homework or studying or getting up for class, swim, live for myself and what I need/want to do, wear sunglasses and flip-flops more, stay up REAL late, read for pleasure not for grades, and millions of more things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get a haircut real bad. I think I've decided that I want to keep most of the length, but it definitely needs a trim, and to do something more fun than just grow wildly.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-04-25T21:25:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-26T01:27:46Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Riker 123! We got the doubles quad! Hooray for showering without flipflops next year!</content>
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    <title>CampusWeb can blow me.</title>
    <published>2006-04-10T19:46:25Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-10T19:46:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">PSYC*124*001  Credits: 2.00 Registered (Directed Research in Psychology)&lt;br /&gt;ANTH*3*001 Credits: 4.00 Registered (Human Evolution: Biological Anthropology and Archaeology)&lt;br /&gt;MUS*15*001 Credits: 2.00 Registered (Chorale)&lt;br /&gt;PSYC*109*001  Credits: 4.00 Registered (Biological Psychology)&lt;br /&gt;PSYC*114*001 Credits: 2.00 Registered (Advanced Research Methods in Psychology)&lt;br /&gt;PSYC*117*002 Credits: 4.00 Registered (Cognition)&lt;br /&gt;PSYC*115*001  Credits: 4.00 Waitlist (Learning and Memory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total Credits: 17 (excluding waitlist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is the final result of me having a heart attack for half an hour as CampusWeb told me (and most of the people trying to register at 9am this morning) that registration wasn't available for the first half hour and ten minutes prior to official registration time. CampusWeb is horrendous and I think it's time a new software was used. I also got waitlisted for Learning and Memory, which I really wanted. So we'll see how that goes.</content>
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    <title>You might be a little unstable if...</title>
    <published>2006-03-15T19:36:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-15T19:36:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sooo, Bush tied for third place in a poll of who Republicans want to run for president in the next election. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oooook.</content>
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    <title>Milk and cereal, cereal and milk!</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T16:40:38Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I went food shopping the other day with Laura and Jacob, and since we had Laura's car I didn't have to worry about the weight of the groceries. Oh man, I am so happy just to have some &lt;u&gt;real&lt;/u&gt; food now. I just had some crunchy raisin bran (stop and shop's rip off of raisin bran crunch) with some milk, and now I feel wonderful. Perhaps I'll be awake in the morning now for a few days of class, instead of just crashing from lack of breakfast.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-02-24T15:51:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-24T20:56:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-24T20:56:20Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm at work... and I feel as if I really have nothing to do. But since I committed to being her today, I am not leaving. She did say that if I don't really have anything to do I can just sit around and do homework. Technically this isn't homework, but after researching for my new bulletin boards and then also researching for the new OC website, I really only have this to do. So I'm sort of bored right now, but then again, I see this job being much more fun when there's more for me to realy do. Looking up articles has been fun though, I'll admit. I always want extra time to read the news, and here it is. Only it's much more psychology and other related science. Oh well, it's the NY Times, and beggars can't be choosers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, glad it's Friday. Yet now I have to figure out how to spend twenty more minutes before I leave for OC. I may just leave early, since only like 3 people in the department know WHO I am at this point, and I'm willing to bet only one knows that I'm actually here to do work and what hours I am here yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of something.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-02-20T00:03:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-20T05:03:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-20T05:03:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/carrymyheart/batmanbandaid.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;How cool is that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-02-15T20:45:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-16T01:46:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-16T01:46:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">How quickly things can go wrong. All of my music, pictures, and videos couldn't be salvaged. Goddamn you faulty hard drive! Thr music I can part with, but the loss of all my pictures is killing me.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2006-02-15T18:24:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-15T23:35:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-15T23:35:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I haven't updated this in forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see... recent things... I accidentally cut a huge scrape across my forehead with my nail (go intelligence!), I got a job as an assistant to the psychology department, classes are going well, it snowed a lot (in case you missed that one), my computer's hard drive died (but luckily I am going to be able to save my files, or so I am told), Karaoke Revolution and We Love Katamari are delightful, aaaaand I gave up drinking soda and I'm cutting down on sweets. That's all I can think of right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the loads of work I have coming up, I feel good. Tired, but good.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2005-12-20T23:30:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-21T04:38:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-21T04:38:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've been crocheting my little heart out lately in order to get all my gifts done in time for Christmas. Thankfully, most of what's left is just scarves, and I can crank out a couple of them per day. The baby blanket I was making is finished, and I'm quite pleased with the result. I &lt;i&gt;am&lt;/i&gt; sort of sick of looking at it though. At one point I had to force myself to keep working on it so it could just be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting tomorrow, I'm going to be assisting in the cookie shop (I don't think it's a bakery... mainly cookie) of one of the mother's I met through working in childcare during highschool. I don't know whether I'm baking or putting baskets together or whatnot, but the idea of getting paid to work with cookies all day makes me happy. Probably the added factor that this will be the first job I will get paid for that isn't babysitting... and it's making cookies. Good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so good to be home. I hope you all are enjoying being home, or will be home soon if you aren't already.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2005-12-15T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-15T15:35:41Z</published>
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    <content type="html">Sooo, I don't know why I didn't post about it earlier, but a few days ago I went sledding at Tipple Pond for the first time in my Drew career. Let me tell you, with the hill and inner tube and the really freaking pretty sweet jump that was constructed by many and ultimately Meredith, it was one of the best times I'v ever had sledding. We also got creative with the cardboard and plastic we found lying around so I took that down the hill a few times when it wasn't my turn with the tube. Man that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I am finished with my Bio of the Mind final, which I think I did well on. Even better, this means I only have to finish up my Research Methods paper and then I am DONE for the semester. Hallelujah!</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2005-12-14T20:08:00</title>
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    <content type="html">The past few days have been suprisingly stress-free. I'm pretty sure after I found out that I didn't fail ethics, everything after that seemed like a breeze. I have to study for a "final" tonight, but it's not cumulative and really it's just another test. Not too worried. Also, I have to have my 15 page Research Methods paper done by 3 on Friday, but that will be fine considering I only have to write the discussion and make corrections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I will be home in three days! I'll probably be more stressed out with finishing Christmas present making/shopping then I am and expect to be in my last days before break. It will be a happy stress though, since I LOVE gift giving. Which reminds me, Cori really liked the koala I crocheted her for Christmas which makes me smile. I sent her on a treasure hunt around the dorm (complete with rhyming clues) for her presents, and after that we all exchanged our secret santa gifts. I got a very nice crochet kit from Beth with some excellent patterns, some hooks, and an embroidery needle (FINALLY! I've needed one for about a year and always end up spending the money I'd use for it on yarn). That was a great gift. Then I got some tissues and Q-tips from Cori (aka replacing what she borrows from me, ha) and a classy martini of the month calendar. Laura got me a beautiful pair of earrings, and she gave me a scarf she was working on that I told her I really liked. It's white and hot pink striped and I LOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;(Whoops, I leaned on the keyboard and Cori thought it was too funny to delete.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I saw The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe which was stellar. I would most definitely pay to see it again, especially a later showing which is devoid of talking kids who jump up at random points to quote the line that was JUST spoken in the movie 2 milliseconds ago. Really, I love kids, but I should have realized that a 4pm showing would include a handful of obnoxious rugrats. Anyway, I really recommend the movie... and seeing it at night.</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2005-12-06T00:27:00</title>
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    <content type="html">Jamie and Caitlin brought me a scrumptous belated birthday cake last night. Cori and I, being the classy ladies that we are, didn't feel like cutting and serving slices. So instead, we waged war on the cake. &lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y35/carrymyheart/cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been neglecting this poor LJ. I'm sad to say I don't think this entry will really make up for it, but at least I'm finally writing something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the Drew University mail system SO MUCH. I'll cut the following rant, but honestly, if you are having similar problems let me know. I need to find out who to take this to, but it's ridiculous that people (I'm fairly sure I'm not alone) should have such mail issues. &lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I get my mail fine when I am living at home with my parents for free, for over 40,000 a year, you better get you ass into gear and get my mail to me on time, safe, sound, and especially unopened. No seriously, the manager can go to hell for all I care. Several letters of mine just blatantly haven't arrived over my time thus far at Drew, not to mention the cards I HAVE gotten but ripped open and then taped closed. The grand finale of all this bullshit, however, is the package with my keys that - according to the US Postal Service- arrived almost a month ago. I'm going to have to pay for new keys and a new lock unless those jerks get their act together, which I doubt they will since the manager brushed me off for the most part and I was supposed to get an update today, and no one called. I love actually getting mail, and therefore, this fiasco is the bane of my existence. I feel like certain rights are just being stomped on, and there's not a whole lot I can do if the people in charge don't care. It sucks. I hate to be a whiny twit, but honestly, I have been more than patient with this. My parents and aunt have put in calls to this guy and they were told they'd get an update. No such update has been received. I will call tomorrow and politely remind the man of how much of an idiot he is, and I'll ask my parents to do the same. Perhaps a delightful, and forceful call from my uncle (who fancy that, is a lawyer) will be in order as well. I hate to be one of those people, but when you've been telling me and my parents that you're "looking into the mail issue" (it's a campus-wide issue!) and not a THING has changed, I will become one of those people without apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been crocheting A LOT lately. Some gifts that shall remain unnamed, since some of those gifts are for people who do/could read this have been completed/nearly completed. I crocheted the love of my life - a snowman, named Stanley Stuart Sigfreid, Attourney at Law. Aaaand, I just started the baby blanket I had planned to crochet for my cousin's yet to be born baby for Christmas. I'm actually quite pleased with how it's coming and I might make a scarf with the same type of stitching. I also had a vision of what I could make my other cousin's one year old daughter that involves adding bunny/teddy bear elements to the jacket I had already planned on making her. I'm WAY excited for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, well my eyes are burning, I'm exhausted and I have lots of work to do this week. Time for bed!</content>
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    <title>carrymyheart @ 2005-11-18T20:39:00</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.gaytostraight.org/"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; makes me want to throw up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The people who have founded groups like this deserve to be taken out back and shot.</content>
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