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  <title>Vices and Braces</title>
  <subtitle>Expressive or Disjointed</subtitle>
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    <name>Deanna</name>
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  <updated>2008-10-20T14:03:52Z</updated>
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    <title>:D :D :D :D :D :D</title>
    <published>2008-10-20T14:03:09Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-20T14:03:52Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">THIS iS REALLY HAPPENING&amp;gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt; MY COUSINS ARE COMING AT THE END OF THIS MONTHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!</content>
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    <title>decisions</title>
    <published>2008-08-04T05:45:55Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-04T05:45:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm going to Dowling tomorrow...err... today to do a hundred things- including change my class schedule. There's only one thing bugging me. Should I take "digital photo manips"- which will likely be easy, if not boring OR should I take "Ceramics" -which will likely be difficult, possibly stressful? One will obviously be less rewarding than the other. OR should I throw them all for a loop and take "drypoint &amp; Etching" with Jim, who i love.... but whose class is at 9:30 on friday morning.</content>
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    <title>Life's a farce.</title>
    <published>2008-07-27T17:03:00Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-27T17:03:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I hate the weather today. The music festival in Jamesport is today and it's grossly thunderstorming. I gotta see my Lex Grey, my hero. I'm going no matter what! RA RA BAND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I drove into the city with my brother. Yes, ladies and gents I DROVE around the streets of Manhattan. It was quite an experience. Anyway, we parked in a garage and took the free ferry over to Governor's island. To see the Guhv vuh nuh. No, to see Eric Bibb! And I talked to him and his wife and his daughter.... his daughter who sang with him on stage for a few tunes and has an amazing voice!!! I bought her LP. Anyway, governor's island is SO COOL. it's an old Naval base converted into a park so there are tons of old abandoned buildings (most locked, but a few i was able to sneak into). And some buildings have historic information. There are infinite places to picnic and ride bikes and play games in the grass. Ah, i want to go back and explore more. Someone come with me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This coming weekend there are a lot of cool music things going on also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the weather is worsening. I should go.</content>
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    <title>Thanks Olivier</title>
    <published>2008-04-16T13:24:31Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-16T13:24:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I did some math using data from the World Food Programme website. The total cost for the WFP to buy, transport and manage 49,952 tons of food this year was $44,831,742. This means the cost per ton of food was $897. They say that an individual needs at least 500 grams of food daily, or 182.5 kilograms per year. $897 divided by 1000 kilograms and multiplied by 182.5 kilograms needed to feed one person for a whole year makes $163 per year to feed one person. There are about 860 million people who are perpetually starving. Thus it would cost $140.7 billion to feed all the hungry for one year.  In 2006 the world's military expenditures totaled $1.2 trillion. That means only 11.7% of the world's military budget could be used to feed all the undernourished for one year. &lt;b&gt;That means if the world stopped buying bombs for 42 days out of the year and instead bought food there would be no hunger in the entire world.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Everybody's Doing It</title>
    <published>2007-12-25T21:50:47Z</published>
    <updated>2007-12-25T21:52:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Ever Fallen In Love" by Thea Gilmore</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="padding:16px;border:4px double #fff;text-align:center;background:#ada;color:#000"&gt;In 2008, &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://commodore_dbo.livejournal.com"&gt;commodore_dbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; resolves to...&lt;div style="background:#fff; margin:8px 8px 16px 8px; padding:8px; color:#000; border:#ada double 4px"&gt;Spend more time with my jaws.&lt;br&gt;Find a new ice.&lt;br&gt;Go to canada every Sunday.&lt;br&gt;Go boxing three times a week.&lt;br&gt;Cut down to ten hats a day.&lt;br&gt;Be nicer to &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" height="17" width="17"&gt;&lt;b class="lj"&gt;timeofmylife587&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/newyear" method="get"&gt;Get your own &lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/newyear"&gt;New Year's Resolutions&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;input type="text" name="user" style="background: #fff url(&amp;#39;http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&amp;#39;) no-repeat scroll 0px 1px; padding-left: 18px; color: rgb(0, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Generate"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sculpture doesn't even look like a real word anymore.</title>
    <published>2007-10-10T02:56:00Z</published>
    <updated>2007-10-10T02:56:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I'm currently sitting here waiting for a reply email that will decide my fate- if I've screwed up beyond repair or if I can be saved. I'm so nervous that I may have already effed up important stuff regarding paperwork and deadlines for the Psych Club. I have to meet with Dr. Youth within the next few days. MUST FIX. I've never NEEDED to be so organized before. Yikes. I can't believe how busy I've been and how busy I will be for the next week at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday for weeks I've been at these stupid peanut sculptures. I'm breathing peanuts. I smell like peanuts. I go to sleep thinking about peanuts. I have nightmares about peanuts. I wake up thinking about peanuts. There are peanuts all over my desk, my car and in my bag. I used to like peanuts. Now I hate peanuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I spent 6 straight hours working on my sculpture (with a bathroom break). I checked out the Pae's house for a bit last night because if I don't get to see my buddies at least once a week I will turn into a pumpkin. And implode. "Mostly likely to implode" I worked on my sculpture a few hours today. I had the professor look at it and she had nothing bad to say. Tomorrow I have class until 1. Then at 1 I'm meeting with Prof. Brown so she can help me mix grog into my clay since there was only clay without grog at the store. This is the clay that I'm taking home so I can work on my Abstract Sculpture at home while I work on my Split Sculpture in school. At 2:45 I have Carolyn's History Club Meeting and at 3 is the Honors meeting. At 4 I have to find Prof. Indick to ask him about his book. Then I'll be working on my sculpture until the studio closes at 8pm -unless she let's me stay later. When I get home I'll work on my other sculpture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I'll be in the studio working from 10 till 2:30. Right after that I have a presentation about school psych (I gotta get on that). Then I have to rush home after class to get to my chiro appointment. I'm in so much pain right now I should have gone a week ago. I've been too busy. Then Smallville. And sculpture. Friday I have work 10-5. I have to make sure I "follow standard darkroom procedure". Whatev. My meeting and my sculpture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Laura and I are going to THE MET! That's the only thing I have to look forward to for the next few weeks. Although, probably the entire time I'll feel guilty about not working on my sculpture. I need this break so bad. Then! Sunday I'll be working on my sculpture for a few hours before going to the Islip Art Museum for a lecture by the artist whose work is there. I have to go for class. How annoying. Then I'll rush home to get to my meeting and sculpture. Monday, I have a test in Theories of Personality. Then at 1 I'll start working on my sculpture and I won't stop until they kick me out. Then when I get home I'll be working on the other sculpture. TUESDAY all three sculptures are due. God help me. I hope I get done. I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't get that email yet! Shiite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and in case you're wondering, I haven't been doing anything for any of my other classes (i.e. reading, studying, hw) -only this insane sculpture.</content>
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    <title>Blackened the USSR</title>
    <published>2007-07-12T22:10:31Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-12T22:11:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's been 1400 years since I've even looked at this thing. But that's a good thing. I've been keeping busy. I'll try to recall stuff now. Way back when.... Marie had an arty farty party at her house with Lauren and Aurora. I started a little painting. It looks cool so far so I hope I don't mess it up when I resume it. Then there was The Superb Paesano's Block Partay. It was spendid. I even hung out with Corrine and that whole crew for a while. Umm. My parents' 25th anniversary was uneventful. Me and my bro picked out some silver things. I found a hippie picture of my parents and built a frame for it. They loved everything of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Fourth was ok. I set off some fireworks at my Uncle's house. One went off in my hand but I still have all my fingers. Yay. My cousin Joe is going to be a dad. Weeeiiiirrrrd. I went to Courtney's party around 5. I met a lot of cool people. They got even friendlier after they were drunk. I got to see Steve, Russ, and Katlyn from Dowling. Interestingly, I had more fun with Courtney's friends from HS. Figures. This hippie girl named Jackie who I'm pretty sure kept trying to get me drunk enough to make out with her but whatever. She was really funny, though. This girl Danielle and I sat outside and watched some fireworks. I yelled at her friends for her because I didn't care. I saw Dan Fitterman from CHS. This girl Alyssa made out with Russ while he was practically passed out. Desperate much? Blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day I went to Coney Island with Vera and Bobby. It was awesome. I went on the ferris wheel that I thought was broken. The only scary ferris wheel ever. The rickety Cyclone was amazing. We also went to the aquarium and I fell in love with the jelly fish exhibit believe it or not. Yesterday, I went with my family to Greenport. That was a lot of fun. We went on a boat tour thingy, looked in some shops, peed in Starbucks, and ate in some fancy restaurant. I ate Long Island Duck...mmm... Today I went with Dave to see Sicko. Very sad stuff. I think I'm moving to Nova Scotia with Anastasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? I've been going to the beach, BBQing, swimming, cleaning the basement, yadda. My computer died last week when the power blinked. But! I got my new computer yesterday. An actual new computer and not a handmedown from my dad. Amazing. It has Windows Vista and I'm not sure what is so "revolutionary" about it. It seems to be like every other windows update since 95 oh well. This weekend is the music festival in Patchogue. I really want to go on both Saturday and Sunday. Seven bucks. All day. Weeooh. I think that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone's free they should call me. The End.</content>
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    <title>school sucks</title>
    <published>2007-05-05T03:00:54Z</published>
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    <title>I love pictures &amp; personality things. Thanks be to Bekka!</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T00:26:12Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T00:26:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>veblen</lj:music>
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    <title>Music is My Life</title>
    <published>2007-01-16T23:42:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-16T23:42:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Why Can't We Be Friends" by War</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I forgot to say that I went to a Jazz show at the Bay Shore Second Avenue Firehouse on the 6th. Dave won tickets off WUSB. It was supposed to be called "Hot Jazz for a Cold Night" but since it was nearly 60 degrees they had to rename it to "Cool Jazz for a Warm Night" :) It was a great show. They played a bunch of stuff by Gershwin and Duke Ellington and some French dude with a name like Jengo or something. There was an adorable Jewish-looking violinist, the bassist looked like a bodyguard, and the guitarist looked like a mobster. All in all- great performers. The violinist was my favorite, though.. he would play, pluck, and bang on that violin till I thought it was going to break and just before or after a really fast part in the song he would moan or yell "Oh My God"... it was awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then! This past Sunday I saw the great Garland Jeffreys at Stony Brook's University Cafe. This guy played with a lot of great musicians, including Lou Reed and Jimmy Cliff. I has only recently got into his music before finding out that he was playing right in my backyard so I didn't know too many songs but it was amazing nevertheless. It was just him and his guitar and his friend Alan... an incredible guitarist. I'm not going to lie... Alan at first glance looked like a bumbling idiot.. but my God... when he started plucking at that guitar it was breathtaking. Anyway, Garland was great. Sometimes he would be sitting doing his soft tunes, sometimes rocking and dancing on the stage and other times he'd be walking around the audience. He even did some sort of half spoken/half sung poem/song about his mother. Beautiful. He didn't sing "Boys and Girls" which is my favorite that I've heard from him... but he sang some great tunes like "Don't Call Me Buckwheat" and "Spanish Town" and his hit "Wild in the Streets".. oh! Also! About 10 minutes before the show was to start, I see Garland all ready to go and I guess he was bored because he goes to the door and was opening the door for people :) and then! he was helping people find seats. I swear I thought he was going to start bussing tables. What a humble guy. After the show I went up to him and said how much I liked the show blah blah... and he gave me a hug! And then he autographed a cd for me. So cool. I almost forgot! At the show Dave and I met up with Dave and Rob... two college buddies of my brothers (severely handicapped- but really smart guys). After the show Garland exchanged email addresses with Dave and Rob. I thought that was so nice. I can't wait to see Garland again when he comes back from his tour in Europe. He said he'll be back on the island in February. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm going on about music, I'd just like to say that I've been listening to War a lot lately. They were big in the 70's.. and they combine bits of soul, Latin, jazz, blues, reggae, rock and all that funky stuff. I've been in an overall r&amp;b mood for the past two weeks anyway. They're amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Walkin' down the street, smoggy-eyed&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the sky, starry-eyed&lt;br /&gt;Searchin' for the place, weary-eyed&lt;br /&gt;Crying in the night, teary-eyed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;That for me and for you&lt;br /&gt;The world is a ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when I'll find paradise&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere there's a home sweet and nice&lt;br /&gt;Wonder if I'll find happiness&lt;br /&gt;Never give it up now I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know that it's true&lt;br /&gt;That for me and for you&lt;br /&gt;The world is a ghetto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to search anywhere&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is here, have your share&lt;br /&gt;If you know you're loved, be secure&lt;br /&gt;Paradise is love to be sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, this past weekend Kim invited me to the movies with Phillipe, Josh, Frankie, and two new kids. Two nice boys, 20 years old. I can't believe how many people Kim knows. It's always great to be with that group. Ummm yesterday Carolyn called me so we hung out and went to the movies to see The Good Shepard. Not a good movie. But regardless, it was nice to see Carolyn. Sooo last night I hung out with the usual crew at LPs' house. Lisa is backkkkkk. I had an unstoppable urge to sing and had a lot of fun doing the American Idol karaoke. B-Man came by after a while and was showing me and Laroo various weaponry he likes. Some things never change. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's about two weeks left of my vacation. I don't really want to go back to school but I guess I have no choice. I don't know what I'm doing. I wish I could run away and explore the world for a semester. blah. "Find myself" whatevs. Good things to look forward to: silverchacha February 12 with my buddy! Keeps me going. Anyways, I should be seeing Su-Yee on Thursday for .. something we don't know. I'm excited about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep putting off writing down my resolutions so here they are in brief form:&lt;br /&gt;Sing my heart out&lt;br /&gt;Make art like crazy&lt;br /&gt;Write everything&lt;br /&gt;Read what I want&lt;br /&gt;Be honest and courageous and kind&lt;br /&gt;Find happiness&lt;br /&gt;Study and learn&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Figure out what I'm doing for the rest of my life</content>
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    <title>Exposé: The Drama Seeping Into and Cursing My Life</title>
    <published>2007-01-08T04:59:45Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-08T04:59:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Sideways" by Citizen Cope</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Something I wrote back in Novemember, figured I'd post it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I don't have time for this petty insulting drama bullshit. I shouldn't have to explain myself, but for my own records I might as well put this down concisely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been talking about making changes in myself for some time now. The truth is I'm too quiet. I've always been too quiet. I try to respect people, forgive, give them chance after chance. I want to be fair, but I'm only human. I have limits. There are a few people in my life that I will never forgive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica S.- from my childhood, she lied about my friend, Tara, "touching her" when we were in elementary school so that Tara would have no friends. Kathleen- my brother's ex-wife, she took everything from him and now he struggles to get by. Sean- he broke my two best friends' hearts. Valeri- she said awful hurtful things about the people I care most about behind my back and to my face and she told me I shouldn't be friends with my- best- friend, Laura and her sister, Lisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like confrontations. How did I let these people know I did not want them in my life? I ignored them. That's it. Only in the case of Valeri did I *gasp* tell a secret of hers. That "secret" was an awful statement about a girl she was calling her "best friend". Amy had been talking about how Valeri had been hurting her and she couldn't take it much longer. Amy did not deserve to believe that Valeri was acting as a friend to her while Valeri was thinking and saying terrible things. So I told Amy the truth. I care about people, good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not want to end my friendship with Kelly Herzog. I had hoped that we would still be friends, despite me and Valeri's differences. I was still friends with Valeri long after Valeri and Laura stopped talking... so I didn't think it was unreasonable to believe it was possible. Kelly and I never had an argument. But shortly after Valeri and I parted ways, Kelly started acting differently. She suddenly had to work when we had planned to go to Ozzfest. And she had to work "the next day, and the day after that and the day after that". "Okay", I told her, "you call me when you are free to hang out". I was hurt. I'm not ignorant. I know when someone is avoiding me. I let plenty of time go by. I was still hopeful that maybe she really did have to work every single day she didn't call me. But time went on and my hope was diminishing. I invited her over but she was "busy". Now I'm really beginning to lose hope in her. I thought about calling her again, but I realized that she probably hates me because I'm not friends with Valeri anymore. I tried to let it go but finally I had to make some sort of contact. I made a simple "get well soon" comment on her livejournal. She replied "thanks" as if nothing was the matter. So strange. So... cold. Then one day I noticed she took me off her myspace friends list and made her profile private. Okay. I guess that is her virtual "get out of my life" kick in face. So I took her off my deadjournal friends list. I finally knew what she wanted. It was over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now out of seemingly nowhere she comments on my deadjournal "I always thought that helping someone involved not... blatently ignoring and then violating their trust. But what do I know anyway?". What am I supposed to think of that? Does she want a fight? From her condescending tone it sounds like it. Does she want to be friends? Doesn't seem like it. I immediately IMed her "hi" when I got that message. She said she wanted to talk but she's heading out now and we could talk tomorrow. Of course, I'm going to Medieval Times tomorrow. I tried to tell her that but she had already put her away message up. Fabulous. So what do I do? Do I try to reason things out via IM? Do I ask to meet face to face? She picked the worst time to do this. Midterms. I have tests, reports, projects, stress about school. I want to talk this out with her, but I'm afraid from her attitude she does not want to reconcile. She wants to waste time arguing. And honestly, I don't have time for this, but I'll give her a chance to speak her mind. I'm just not sure if I have any forgiveness left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January 7 '07 edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave her my email address. She never IMed or emailed. She dropped off the earth. It sucks when someone you care about just changes into something you can't recognize. Life calls for moving on.</content>
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    <title>Marie's Survey</title>
    <published>2006-12-22T21:56:33Z</published>
    <updated>2006-12-22T21:56:33Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Slither" by Vevet Revolver</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I haven't done a real update in soooo long. And you're still not getting one. Sorry. Listen people... I want mucho winter break memories. So CALL MEEEEEEEEE. In other news, I love not having school and I need to post pictures like whoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://pyesetz.furtopia.org/meme-3col-DeathNote.html"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to post your own answers for this meme.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="background-color: white" border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="6"&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I always miss people. I'm a miserable dork that way.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I don't watch much &lt;b&gt;TV&lt;/b&gt; these days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Unless it's on Discovery Channel, TLC or HGTV)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I own lots of &lt;b&gt;books&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(How many is a lot? Floor to celing bookshelves?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I wear &lt;b&gt;glasses&lt;/b&gt; or contact lenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love to play &lt;b&gt;video games&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(But I don't have any.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've tried &lt;b&gt;marijuana&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've watched &lt;b&gt;porn&lt;/b&gt; movies.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been the &lt;b&gt;psycho-ex&lt;/b&gt; in a past relationship.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(No, but I've seen what other psycho-exes have done!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I believe &lt;b&gt;honesty&lt;/b&gt; is usually the best policy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;curse&lt;/b&gt; sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Want to do it less)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I carry my &lt;b&gt;knife&lt;/b&gt;/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;* * * * *&lt;table style="background-color: white" border="1" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="6"&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have broken someone's &lt;b&gt;bones&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a secret that I am &lt;b&gt;ashamed&lt;/b&gt; to reveal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I'm actually not Deanna. I am an alien from the planet K-Pax that consumed the remains of Deanna's soul and now inhabits her body. Oh, I guess I'm not ashamed of that.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate the &lt;b&gt;rain&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;paranoid&lt;/b&gt; at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I've very paranoid.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I would get &lt;b&gt;plastic surgery&lt;/b&gt; if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Hell, yeah if I could shave a few pounds off without having to do any work. I also wouldn't mind getting surgery to cover-up old scars that bug me.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I need/&lt;b&gt;want money&lt;/b&gt; right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(We all need it. I wish we didn't.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love &lt;b&gt;sushi&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I talk really, really fast.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have fresh &lt;b&gt;breath&lt;/b&gt; in the morning.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have long &lt;b&gt;hair&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;lost money&lt;/b&gt; in Las Vegas.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have at least one &lt;b&gt;sibling&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Daaaaaaaaaave)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I was born in a &lt;b&gt;country&lt;/b&gt; outside of the U.S.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have worn &lt;b&gt;fake hair&lt;/b&gt;/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I couldn't survive without &lt;b&gt;Caller I.D.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I like the way that I look.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;lied&lt;/b&gt; to a good friend in the last 6 months.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I don't remember lying to a good friend recently. If I did it wasn't serious.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am usually &lt;b&gt;pessimistic&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(It actually depends on my company. If I', with a bunch of optimists I get very pessimistic. Yet, when everyone is pessimistic I try to be the opposite. Very weird.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a lot of &lt;b&gt;mood swings&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(They happen, but not a lot or very severely.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I think &lt;b&gt;prostitution&lt;/b&gt; should be legalized.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;slept&lt;/b&gt; with a &lt;b&gt;roommate&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a &lt;b&gt;hidden talent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm &lt;b&gt;always hyper&lt;/b&gt; no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a lot of &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I don't know what "a lot" means, but I honetly believe I have enough.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have pecked someone of the &lt;b&gt;same sex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I'm not really sure what this means, but if it means when you do those friendly hello/goodbye kisses... yeah)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I enjoy talking on the &lt;b&gt;phone&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I practically live in &lt;b&gt;sweatpants&lt;/b&gt; or PJ pants.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(If I could I would)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love to shop and/or &lt;b&gt;window shop&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Sometimes, usually not)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm obsessed with my Xanga or &lt;b&gt;Livejournal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my &lt;b&gt;mother&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a &lt;b&gt;mobile phone&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have passed out &lt;b&gt;drunk&lt;/b&gt; in the past 6 months.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've rejected someone before.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I currently &lt;b&gt;like/love&lt;/b&gt; someone.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(:()&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I want to have &lt;b&gt;children&lt;/b&gt; in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have changed a &lt;b&gt;diaper&lt;/b&gt; before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Babysitting. Yuck.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm not &lt;b&gt;allergic&lt;/b&gt; to anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Except dust?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am shy around the opposite sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Sometimes, depends how attractive they are. Haha.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have at least 5 &lt;b&gt;away messages&lt;/b&gt; saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(*Dork*)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt; I have tried &lt;b&gt;alcohol&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;drugs&lt;/b&gt; before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Some alky stuff. Nothing else.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have made a move on a &lt;b&gt;friend's significant other&lt;/b&gt; or crush in the past.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I own the &lt;b&gt;"South Park"&lt;/b&gt; movie.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have avoided assignments at work/school to be on Xanga or &lt;b&gt;Livejournal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Usually I complain about procrastinating on my DJ)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I enjoy some &lt;b&gt;country music&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Like Marie said, some of it is pretty catchy.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I would die for my best &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Of course it depends on the situation and friend, but I'd like to think I'd do it.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm &lt;b&gt;obsessive&lt;/b&gt;, and often a &lt;b&gt;perfectionist&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...about anything that I have to turn in, but never my desk or room.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have used my &lt;b&gt;sexuality&lt;/b&gt; to advance my career.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I think &lt;b&gt;Halloween&lt;/b&gt; is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;dated&lt;/b&gt; a close &lt;b&gt;friend's ex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;happy&lt;/b&gt; at this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm obsessed with &lt;b&gt;guys&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Democrat&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;Republican&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;I don't even know what I am&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am &lt;b&gt;punk&lt;/b&gt; rockish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I'm totally punk rockish, if it means I like punk music.... exclude emo from the mix, though, I hate that crap.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I go for older guys/girls, not younger.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I go for... old or younger.. almost never someone my age.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I study for &lt;b&gt;tests&lt;/b&gt; most of the time.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Study?! I laugh at you. I study hardcore the day before the test. That's it.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I tie my &lt;b&gt;shoelaces&lt;/b&gt; differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can work on a &lt;b&gt;car&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I can pretend!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love my &lt;b&gt;job(s)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have more than just my &lt;b&gt;ears pierced&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I walk &lt;b&gt;barefoot&lt;/b&gt; wherever I can.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I love walking barefoot, but most stores don't allow it. Boo.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;jumped&lt;/b&gt; off a &lt;b&gt;bridge&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love sea &lt;b&gt;turtles&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(How could you not?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I spend ridiculous amounts of money on &lt;b&gt;makeup&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I plan on achieving a &lt;b&gt;major goal&lt;/b&gt;/dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am proficient on a &lt;b&gt;musical instrument&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I want to learn!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate &lt;b&gt;office jobs&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I went to college out of state.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;adopted&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;pyro&lt;/b&gt;. &amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(mmm)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have thrown up from crying too much.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(not quite)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have been intentionally hurt by people that I loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I fall for the worst people.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I'm sure there were worse... I just ahven't foudn any yet.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I adore &lt;b&gt;bright colours&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I usually like covers better than originals. &amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(It always depends.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate chain theme restaurants like &lt;b&gt;Applebees&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;TGIFridays&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(What's to hate?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I practice every chance I get... just in case I lose my arms in a bizarre and tragic accident.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can't &lt;b&gt;whistle&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have ridden/owned a &lt;b&gt;horse&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(A long time ago :()&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I still have every &lt;b&gt;journal&lt;/b&gt; I've ever written in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I just don't know where they are.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I talk in my sleep.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I've often thought that I was born in the wrong &lt;b&gt;century&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I wear a &lt;b&gt;toe ring&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I hate the way toe rings feel.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a &lt;b&gt;tattoo&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;caffeine&lt;/b&gt; junkie.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am completely &lt;b&gt;tree-huggy spiritual&lt;/b&gt;, and I'm not ashamed at all.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; If I knew I would get away with it, I would commit at least one &lt;b&gt;murder&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I will &lt;b&gt;collect&lt;/b&gt; anything, and the more nonsensical, the better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(OH I do I do.... everything from hats, coins, papers, bottles, shells, and garbagey junk)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I enjoy a nice glass of &lt;b&gt;wine&lt;/b&gt; with dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm an &lt;b&gt;artist&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I attempt/ pretend to make art sometimes.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am &lt;b&gt;ambidextrous&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I sleep with so many &lt;b&gt;stuffed animals&lt;/b&gt;, I can hardly fit on my bed.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; If it weren't for having to see other people naked, I'd live in a &lt;b&gt;nudist colony&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have terrible &lt;b&gt;teeth&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hate my &lt;b&gt;toes&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I did this meme even though I wasn't tagged by the person who took it before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have more &lt;b&gt;friends&lt;/b&gt; on the internet than in real life.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have lived in either three different &lt;b&gt;states or countries&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am extremely &lt;b&gt;flexible&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love &lt;b&gt;hugs&lt;/b&gt; more than &lt;b&gt;kisses&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I get more hugs than kisses.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I want to own my &lt;b&gt;own business&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;smoke&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I spend way too much time on the &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt; than on anything else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I tend to live on the computer during school, just because I'm researching, typing ,etc. but I do cut down during break.... although you can't tell.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;Nobody has ever said I'm &lt;b&gt;normal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I don't recall being called normal... not to say that it's not possible.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Sad movies, games, and the like can cause a trickle of &lt;b&gt;tears&lt;/b&gt; every now and then.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(My tear ducts are broken.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am proficient in the use of many types of &lt;b&gt;firearms&lt;/b&gt; and combat weapons.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(not MANY... just a few ;))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I like the way women look in stylized men's suits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I like to laugh.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I don't like it when people are &lt;b&gt;unpleased&lt;/b&gt; or seem unpleased with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Who does?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have been described as a &lt;b&gt;dreamer&lt;/b&gt; or likely to have my head up in the clouds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(You may say I'm dreamer... but I'm not the only one.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have played &lt;b&gt;strip poker&lt;/b&gt; with someone else before.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have had emotional problems for which I have sought professional help.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I believe in &lt;b&gt;ghosts&lt;/b&gt; and the paranormal.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I believe people are seeing stuff, but the idea that these are people back from the dead haunting whatever is ridiculous.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can't stand being &lt;b&gt;alone&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have at least one &lt;b&gt;obsession&lt;/b&gt; at any given time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Usually..)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;weigh&lt;/b&gt; myself, pee/poo, and then weigh myself again.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I've done it... but not on a regular basis.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I consistently spend way too much &lt;b&gt;money&lt;/b&gt; on obsessions-of-the-moment.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I'm a judgmental &lt;b&gt;asshole&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(But judgments can change and I can be persuaded.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm a HUGE &lt;b&gt;drama-queen&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have travelled on more than one &lt;b&gt;continent&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Yeah, betches.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I sometimes wish my father would just disappear.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I need people to tell me I'm good at something in order to feel that I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;Libertarian&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can speak more than one &lt;b&gt;language&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I can pretend!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I can fall asleep even if the whole room is as noisy as it can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I just can't fall asleep if it's light.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I would rather &lt;b&gt;read&lt;/b&gt; than watch TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I like reading &lt;b&gt;fact&lt;/b&gt; more than fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I've been reading a lot of Stephen Hawking... it's almost like Science Fiction.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have pulled an all-nighter on an assignment I was given a month to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I have no &lt;b&gt;piercings&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have spent the night in a &lt;b&gt;train station&lt;/b&gt; or other public place.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been so upset over my physical &lt;b&gt;gender&lt;/b&gt; that I cried.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(eh?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I once spent Christmas completely alone because there was a miscommunication on which parent was supposed to have me that night.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; There have been times when I have wondered &lt;b&gt;"Why was I born?"&lt;/b&gt; and may/may not have cried over it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I know what happened.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I like most &lt;b&gt;animals&lt;/b&gt; better than most people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I own a collection of retro &lt;b&gt;games consoles&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I used to! My dad threw out my Atari!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;The thought of physical exercise makes me shiver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Look at me)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have hit someone with a &lt;b&gt;dead fish&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(no.. but I've been hit)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I am compulsively &lt;b&gt;honest&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I remember once when a strange old man started asking me about where I lived and I blurted out my real town instead of making up some faraway land. Idiot.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I was born with a &lt;b&gt;congenital birth defect&lt;/b&gt; that has never been repaired.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have &lt;b&gt;danced topless&lt;/b&gt; in front of dozens of complete strangers.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I'm not a slut, thank you.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have gone from wishing I was a girl to revelling in being a boy to feeling like a girl again in the span of five minutes, and not cared a whit for my actual &lt;b&gt;sex&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am unashamedly &lt;b&gt;bisexual&lt;/b&gt;, and have different motivations for my desires for different genders.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I sometimes won't sleep a whole night or eat a whole day because I forget to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I forget to eat all the time. My mom told me that when I was a kid she would ask me if I was hungry and I would say, "No, I ate yesterday.")&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I find it impossible to get to sleep without some kind of music on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I need some sort of noise. I find silence deafening.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I dislike &lt;b&gt;milk&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I LOOOOOOVE milk.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;obsessively wash&lt;/b&gt; my hands.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I always &lt;b&gt;carry&lt;/b&gt; something significant around with me.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Sometimes I'd rather wear a &lt;b&gt;wig&lt;/b&gt; in day-to-day life than use my own hair.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I'd rather just shave my head and start over.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I've pushed myself to become more &lt;b&gt;self-aware&lt;/b&gt; and thereby more aware of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Even though I live on my own I still cry sometimes because I miss my &lt;b&gt;mother&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I hand wrote all the &lt;b&gt;HTML&lt;/b&gt; tags in this document.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I've liked something which a majority of people claimed was either bad or &lt;b&gt;weird&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Most of my music.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have been &lt;b&gt;clinically dead&lt;/b&gt; for a brief period of time.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Instead of feeling sympathy/&lt;b&gt;empathy&lt;/b&gt; with people and their problems, I simply become annoyed.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I participate/have participated in &lt;b&gt;auto drag races&lt;/b&gt; and won.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(no comment.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I do not 'get' most &lt;b&gt;comedy acts&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I don't think &lt;b&gt;strippers&lt;/b&gt; are money-greedy or slutty for dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I think they're ignorant.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I don't like to &lt;b&gt;chew gum&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am obsessed with history/historical things and can't wait for someone to build a &lt;b&gt;time machine&lt;/b&gt; so I can be the first to use it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I want a time machine... but not for historical crap.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I can never remember for the life of me where I &lt;b&gt;parked the car&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I had the &lt;b&gt;TEEN ANGST&lt;/b&gt; thing going for at least 2-3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(What a dope.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I wish people would be more &lt;b&gt;empathic and honest&lt;/b&gt; with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I play &lt;b&gt;Dungeons and Dragons&lt;/b&gt; weekly.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love to &lt;b&gt;sing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(HELL YEAH.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I want to live in my &lt;b&gt;mother's basement&lt;/b&gt; when I grow up.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I'd rather my parents built an upstairs for me ;))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a custom-built &lt;b&gt;computer&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I want to create a certain someone's &lt;b&gt;babies&lt;/b&gt;, even though there's a 0% possiblity of ever achieving it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I don't care to try to think much about the 0% possibilities of me and men.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I would be in a relationship with one of my &lt;b&gt;pets&lt;/b&gt; if they were human.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've gone &lt;b&gt;skinny-dipping&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've performed in three &lt;b&gt;plays&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I enjoy &lt;b&gt;burritos&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm &lt;b&gt;Irish&lt;/b&gt; and loving it.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I have a thing for &lt;b&gt;redheads&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I am a &lt;b&gt;twin&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Most of the times, I'd rather do something intellectual instead of doing something generically 'fun'.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(you mean like playing chess and going to museums?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Once I set out to finish something, I always stay at it until it is completed before I move on to something else.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I wish there were a way to erase past mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I &lt;b&gt;sleep&lt;/b&gt; more than 12 hours a day.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(rarely)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I wish I could be &lt;b&gt;prouder&lt;/b&gt; of what I've accomplished, but it's never enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I need more time to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I wish I was more &lt;b&gt;open-minded&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I hope that I go really prematurely grey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(sometimes I wish I had a strip of gray.. .I'm sure I won't once it has really happened, though)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;download&lt;/b&gt; songs from the internet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(legally)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've just reenacted chapter 58 of &lt;b&gt;Death Note&lt;/b&gt; with my best friend.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I say &lt;b&gt;random&lt;/b&gt; things to freak people out.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(It's not my life goal or anything, but it's happened.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I'm still a little mad about the ending of &lt;b&gt;Death Note&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red"&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Arial Unicode MS"&gt;&amp;#x2713;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:black"&gt;I love playing &lt;b&gt;Truth or Dare&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I love listening to &lt;b&gt;slow music&lt;/b&gt;, but I hate singing to it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I love listening and singing.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Music helps me remember that I am not alone.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I'm usually playing music when I am alone.....)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; Playing my favorite &lt;b&gt;sport&lt;/b&gt; makes me temporarily forget my problems.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I think this &lt;b&gt;survey&lt;/b&gt; is particularly long.&lt;/td&gt;
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  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I prefer my &lt;b&gt;LJ friends&lt;/b&gt; to my real-life ones.&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I can only hate someone that I love.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(You tend to hate people more... when you once loved them. ... but I can think of people I've always  disliked.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
  &lt;td style="color:black; background-color:white"&gt;  &lt;b style="color:blue"&gt;&amp;#xd7;&lt;/b&gt; I've ordered an extra two shots of espresso to an Americano at &lt;b&gt;Starbucks&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;nbsp; &lt;small&gt;&lt;i&gt;(ef Starbucks.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/td&gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:commodore_dbo:2138</id>
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    <title>Stupid Everything.</title>
    <published>2006-10-04T23:33:47Z</published>
    <updated>2006-10-04T23:33:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">me: My science teacher is in love with Darwin&lt;br /&gt;girl: from the wild thornberrys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I can't get no ... satisfaction.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:commodore_dbo:1984</id>
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    <title>Oh Well</title>
    <published>2006-09-22T15:08:52Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-22T15:08:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bob Dylan</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center"&amp;gt;
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:commodore_dbo:1550</id>
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    <title>YO HO!</title>
    <published>2006-09-17T14:31:16Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-17T14:31:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hi, I don't know if you know this but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TUESDAY SEPTEMBER 19TH IS..... &lt;marquee&gt;&lt;h2&gt;INTERNATIONAL TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:commodore_dbo:1453</id>
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    <title>Boo.</title>
    <published>2006-09-12T01:41:04Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-12T01:41:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Gogol Bordello</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just made up a song about how much I hate economics. And I hate economics. Did I mention I hate economics? I just want to sing my song and not do this paper. Economics makes me want to implode. It's so boring and crappy and I hate it. I'm sorry if I offended some economics lover out there but it's just really not my thing. My jerko professor makes us read way to much each night and we have to write a paper for each reading. It's beyond an awful that any words in any human language can explain. Maybe a Vogon language could begin to describe the horriblocity of it all.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Gashee morphousite, thou expungiest quoopisk!&lt;br /&gt;Fripping lyshus wimbgunts, awhilst moongrovenly kormzibs.&lt;br /&gt;Bleem miserable venchit! Bleem forever mestinglish asunder frapt!&lt;br /&gt;Gerond withoutitude form into formless bloit, why not then? Moose.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:commodore_dbo:908</id>
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    <title>I Didn't Win But</title>
    <published>2006-08-10T15:57:43Z</published>
    <updated>2006-08-11T00:09:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"God Is In The Roses" by Rosanne Cash</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;div style="background-color:#555; color:#eee; padding:8px 16px;border:8px #000 outset; width:60%; font-family:helvetica, sans-serif; text-align:center"&gt;&lt;h3 style="color:#fe0; background-color:#777; padding:8px; margin:0px"&gt;I escaped from the Dungeon of Commodore Dbo!&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;I killed Shadownephilim the kobold and Jaeni the kobold.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I looted  a Figurine of Catwitch1987, the Armour of Poetry, the Armour of Signs, the Amulet of Hot Stuff, the Wand of Nickel Creek, the Dagger of Three, the Armour of Free Stickers, the Sword of Walking, the Dagger of Concerts, the Axe of Irish Doors and 46 gold pieces.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color:#fe0; background-color:#777; padding:8px"&gt;Score: &lt;b&gt;121&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/dungeon?user=commodore_dbo" style="color:#fe0;"&gt;Explore the Dungeon of Commodore Dbo&lt;/a&gt; and try to beat this score,&lt;br&gt;or enter your username to generate and explore your own dungeon...&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/dungeon" method="get"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="user" style="background: #fff url(http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) no-repeat scroll 0px 1px; padding-left: 18px; color: rgb(0, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a bit too busy to post things here or anywhere as of late. Anyway, last night I hung out with Lauren, Marie, Cristina, eventually Laura, Lisa, Aurora, and -for a little bit- Amy and Brandon. It was great. I haven't laughed that hard in ages. It was a long night, though, and I'm still pooped. Oh, I have to go shopping today because... I'm going camping tomorrow! I'm so excited. Pictures will come one day soon; I promise. I'll see y'all later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="padding:8px;margin:15px;background-color:#CFCF95;color:#1A0A13;font-family: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align:center;font-size:110%;background-color:#DFDFa5;padding:2px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Deanna&amp;amp;gender=f" style="color:#000;background-color:#DFDFa5"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Deanna!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt; &lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no lead in a lead pencil - it is simply a stick of graphite mixed with Deanna and water.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In Eastern Africa you can buy beer brewed from Deanna!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lightning strikes Deanna over seven times every hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is impossible to fold Deanna more than seven times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Australian billygoat plum contains a hundred times more Vitamin C than Deanna!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Half a cup of Deanna contains only seventeen calories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The canonical hours of the Christian church are matins, lauds, prime, terce, sext, none, Deanna and compline.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deanna has 118 ridges around the edge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you drop Deanna from more than three metres above ground level, she will always land feet-first.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a snake is born with two heads, the heads will fight over who gets Deanna.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get" style="background-color:#5F5F42;color:#CFCF95;padding:4px;text-align:center"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject" type="text"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input value="Go" type="submit"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:commodore_dbo:673</id>
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    <title>Photo Blog Love</title>
    <published>2006-05-26T16:30:23Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-22T00:27:43Z</updated>
    <lj:music>"Helena" by Nickel Creek</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I hung out at Kim's Sunday night. It was fun, although a bit of drama ensued. I'm thinking that I don't like Philippe as much as I thought I did. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is a blank, except for that terrible movie "See No Evil". I saw it with Amy, Laura, and Lisa. I went into it knowing that it was going to be bad, but usually I like bad movies and I actually didn't like this one. It had more plot holes than.... I don't even know.. something with squirrels and holes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday. Aurora, Lauren, and I had lunch at the Salvadorian restaurant. It was amazing, as usual. When we got back to my house I had discovered that MY CAMERA ARRIVED IN THE MAIL. It's so beautiful. Shortly after I ripped the box open for my camera, Valeri called, and she came over. We played Imaginiff... and then headed to Old Navy. Valeri spent like $7 trying to get the sparkly bouncy ball. She failed, but I inhereited all the rejected balls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday Laura, Lisa and I went to the Riverhead Aquarium. It was AWESOME. Little fishies, eels, turtles, sharks, seals, sea lions, Snakes, frogs, crocs, monkeys and emus, etc. After that we got some Ralph's! It was glorious. I took many pictures. I will now share will you some of them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. before I had a chance to finish this I saw a butterfly outside. Eastern Black Swallowtail Butterfly! I think he JUST hatched. He wasn't afraid of me! I held him in my hand and took a thousand pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night Laura and I went to Marie's to watch anime. It was some awesome thing with the Count of Monte Cristo and little Albert. Pictures of course:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/66/153199278_8459c8c2ed.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0037" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aurora and Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/153199279_4e11142de6.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0118" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet the sting rays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/63/153199281_7978d8ec54.jpg" width="500" height="269" alt="DSCN0121E" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pet a sand shark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/60/153199283_3a47ba63a2.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0125" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura about to makeout with a sting ray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/65/153199285_8ea5dc736a.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0143" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love lion fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/58/153203815_f29fd899f0.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0146" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cichlids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/64/153203818_9d1372a46c.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0162" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tropical fish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/153203821_85e562e49d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0167" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dory Fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/70/153203823_b020b019fe.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0178" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is Laura see-through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/45/153229815_e134222fc8.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0188" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sea turtle face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/72/153229828_05d882a938.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0241" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this picture so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/75/153229838_d2ddcc44ce.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0267" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh to be a Sea lion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/153229843_8544826204.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0276" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/66/153229846_a603f6996d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0284" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look how tall we are!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/69/153229849_2ab976df83.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0303E" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/54/153229858_cb901c2646.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0321" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/73/153229863_844271b8bc.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0328" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out those spots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/67/153229886_f58a59f3b2.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underneath those wings &amp; my foot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/67/153229891_f086a94254.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0330" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/65/153229872_0af71b2355.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0333" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/58/153229894_588a7c7d66.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="FSCN0338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me love butterfly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/53/153670320_6b5958c444.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0348" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Marie, take a picture with me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/49/153670330_92e05bda3d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0359" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hats always seem to get around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://static.flickr.com/52/153670338_1e46e551d6.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="DSCN0355" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stop taking my picture!"&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:commodore_dbo:258</id>
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    <title>Hello!</title>
    <published>2006-05-15T22:24:31Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-15T22:54:06Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">My name is Deanna. I'm also known as Commodore D-Bo. I'm a cool lady. I don't plan on taking this livejournal thing seriously. I'm a deadjournal gal. I just want to keep in touch with some livejournal friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you?</content>
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