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  <title>Shaun</title>
  <subtitle>Shaun</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-05-01T04:12:36Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:95072</id>
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    <title>dawg @ 2006-05-01T01:04:00</title>
    <published>2006-05-01T04:12:36Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-01T04:12:36Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I can't belive it's over.  My whole MTA existance is over...  it's so fucked up to just even comprehend it.  And then she just walkes out of my life.  Quite literally, and I can admit it, my soul broke into infinity, im not sure I can even write this without falling apart again, but i'll try.  I listened to this girl, I loved this girl, and she just walked out.  It's too late, im already in pieces.  I can barely breath, let along live.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:92408</id>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-09-19T16:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-09-19T19:21:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-19T19:21:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Mobb Deep - Shook Ones</lj:music>
    <content type="html">wow, it's funny how things can change so fast.  I broke up with sam a couple days ago.  Im not sure how to feel.  I drink too much, I smoke too much and I don't care enough.  but hey, i knew i was gonna fuck it up,just a matter of time.  very very... whatever, fuck it, yea for real, guess who got no feelin's.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:91694</id>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-08-30T02:20:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-30T05:20:35Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-30T05:20:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Late have I loved you, O Beauty, so ancient and so new, late have I loved you! &lt;br /&gt;And behold, you were within me and I was outside, and there I sought for you, and in my deformity I rushed headlong into the well-formed things that you have made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were with me, and I was not with you. Those outer beauties held me far from you, yet if they had not been in you, they would not have existed at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You called, and cried out to me and broke open my deafness; you shone forth upon me and you scattered my blindness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You breathed fragrance, and I drew in my breath and I now pant for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tasted, and I hunger and thirst; you touched me, and I burned for your peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Saint Augustine</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:91458</id>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-08-26T07:02:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-26T10:02:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-26T10:02:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, energy level just went through the roof, I just worked a 10 hour back shift and stoned as shit so just incase I havn't made it perfectly obvious lately, fuck you!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:91307</id>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-08-21T03:38:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-21T06:37:26Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-21T06:37:26Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i've never felt so dishonered, i hope your happy my soul feels dead.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:90994</id>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-08-19T13:24:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T16:26:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T16:26:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">wow i feel smart, yea right</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:90490</id>
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    <title>haha yea</title>
    <published>2004-08-19T00:12:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-19T00:12:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;form action="http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074678889" method="POST"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan="2" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Which movie? by travel_crazy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Username&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="armored_username" value="dawg" size="20"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;Favourite colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;select name="Favourite colour"&gt;&lt;option&gt;Blue&lt;option&gt;Red&lt;option&gt;Pink&lt;option&gt;White&lt;option&gt;Purple&lt;option&gt;Black&lt;option&gt;Yellow&lt;option selected="SELECTED"&gt;Green&lt;option&gt;Orange&lt;option&gt;Brown&lt;option&gt;Grey&lt;/select&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;You belong in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache2.allposters.com/images/55/003_GOONIESRP.jpg"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#333333" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #FFFFFF;"&gt;And your co-star should be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDAA" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000000;"&gt;bjoblns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="un" value="travel_crazy"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="meme" value="1074678889"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;font size="-1" color="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;a href="http://memegen.net/"&gt;&lt;font color="#DDDD88"&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</content>
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    <title>this should do the trick</title>
    <published>2004-08-14T11:00:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-14T11:00:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Meaning of PHAGOCYTOSIS&lt;br /&gt;Pronunciation:    `fagusI'towsis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;WordNet Dictionary &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Definition:   [n]  process in which phagocytes engulf and digest microorganisms and cellular debris; an important defense against infection  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;phagocytes &lt;br /&gt;  Definition: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Large white blood cells that contribute to the immune defenses by ingesting microbes, other cells, and foreign particles. The two principal phagocytes are neutrophils and monocytes. They emigrate out of the blood and into tissues in which an infection has developed.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:89720</id>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-08-12T16:15:00</title>
    <published>2004-08-12T19:17:31Z</published>
    <updated>2004-08-12T19:17:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I've become so numb&lt;br /&gt;I can't feel you there&lt;br /&gt;Become so tired, so much more aware&lt;br /&gt;I'm becoming this, all I want to do&lt;br /&gt;Is be more like me and be less like you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck fuck fuckity fuck</content>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-07-01T02:06:00</title>
    <published>2004-07-01T05:11:08Z</published>
    <updated>2004-07-01T05:11:08Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fabolous ft Timbaland - Right Now (Later On)</lj:music>
    <content type="html">ohh wow, brad is the shit, hit the bar scene up with 'em and bethany, haha it was funny an ol' man decided to be friends with me, give me a smoke and shit, then I sent him out hittin on girls, young one's too it was funny to watch them squirm, but don't get it twisted, i havn't been stickin' my dick in shit so fuck you! please believe.  anyway im out, peace</content>
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    <title>interesting very interesting</title>
    <published>2004-06-26T08:02:11Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-26T08:02:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">but yea, lee was down for a few days, partied hardcore.  Really hardcore, ahh well.</content>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-06-26T04:59:00</title>
    <published>2004-06-26T07:59:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-26T07:59:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;form name="quizform" target="_new" action="http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=2123" method="post"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="1" bordercolor="#000000" bgcolor="#90BED5" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;
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    <title>GET OUT!</title>
    <published>2004-06-18T08:06:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-18T08:06:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">--Beyond Good And Evil - The Place Of Perfect Peace-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Asoka Selvarajah, Ph.D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we consistently fail to do the good we know we should? All too often, why do we do the evil we hate instead? Is there really an external force that acts upon us and tempts us into evil as many religions seem to believe? Or does our own inner fragmentation lead us ever into frustration; willing one thing but doing another? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is simply not enough to say that we are the product of our environment, or of negative conditioning by our parents. Sometimes, it seems almost like there is another person within us, willing us to do what we would rather not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tweak</content>
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    <title>take that</title>
    <published>2004-06-12T05:47:09Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-12T05:47:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Sixty Things That Are Happening Right Now While You Are Reading This Page. Enjoy and Smile :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Somebody is very proud of you. &lt;br /&gt;2. Somebody is thinking of you. &lt;br /&gt;3. Somebody is caring about you. &lt;br /&gt;4. Somebody misses you. &lt;br /&gt;5. Somebody wants to talk to you. &lt;br /&gt;6. Somebody wants to be with you. &lt;br /&gt;7. Somebody hopes you aren't in trouble. &lt;br /&gt;8. Somebody is thankful for the support you have provided. &lt;br /&gt;9. Somebody wants to hold your hand. &lt;br /&gt;10. Somebody hopes everything turns out all right. &lt;br /&gt;11. Somebody wants you to be happy. &lt;br /&gt;12. Somebody wants you to find him/her. &lt;br /&gt;13. Somebody is celebrating your successes. &lt;br /&gt;14. Somebody wants to give you a gift. &lt;br /&gt;15. Somebody thinks that you ARE a gift. &lt;br /&gt;16. Somebody hopes you're not too cold, or too hot. &lt;br /&gt;17. Somebody wants to hug you. &lt;br /&gt;18. Somebody loves you. &lt;br /&gt;19. Somebody admires your strength. &lt;br /&gt;20. Somebody is thinking of you and smiling. &lt;br /&gt;21. Somebody wants to be your shoulder to cry on. &lt;br /&gt;22. Somebody wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;23. Somebody thinks the world of you. &lt;br /&gt;24. Somebody wants to protect you. &lt;br /&gt;25. Somebody would do anything for you. &lt;br /&gt;26. Somebody wants to be forgiven. &lt;br /&gt;27. Somebody is grateful for your forgiveness. &lt;br /&gt;28. Somebody wants to laugh with you. &lt;br /&gt;29. Somebody remembers you and wishes that you were there. &lt;br /&gt;30. Somebody is praising God for you. &lt;br /&gt;31. Somebody needs to know that your love is unconditional. &lt;br /&gt;32. Somebody values your advice. &lt;br /&gt;33. Somebody wants to tell you how much they care. &lt;br /&gt;34. Somebody wants to share their dreams with you. &lt;br /&gt;35. Somebody wants to hold you in their arms. &lt;br /&gt;36. Somebody wants YOU to hold them in your arms. &lt;br /&gt;37. Somebody treasures your spirit. &lt;br /&gt;38. Somebody wishes they could STOP time because of you. &lt;br /&gt;39. Somebody praises God for your friendship and love. &lt;br /&gt;40. Somebody can't wait to see you. &lt;br /&gt;41. Somebody loves you for who you are. &lt;br /&gt;42. Somebody loves the way you make them feel. &lt;br /&gt;43. Somebody wants to be with you. &lt;br /&gt;44. Somebody wants you to know they are there for you. &lt;br /&gt;45. Somebody is glad that you're his/her friend. &lt;br /&gt;46. Somebody wants to be your friend. &lt;br /&gt;47. Somebody stayed up all night thinking about you. &lt;br /&gt;48. Somebody is alive because of you. &lt;br /&gt;49. Somebody is wishing that you noticed him/her. &lt;br /&gt;50. Somebody wants to get to know you better. &lt;br /&gt;51. Somebody wants to be near you. &lt;br /&gt;52. Somebody misses your advice/guidance. &lt;br /&gt;53. Somebody has faith in you. &lt;br /&gt;54. Somebody trusts you. &lt;br /&gt;55. Somebody needs your support. &lt;br /&gt;56. Somebody needs you to have faith in them. &lt;br /&gt;57. Somebody will cry when they read this. &lt;br /&gt;58. Somebody needs you to let them be your friend. &lt;br /&gt;59. Somebody hears a song that reminds them of you. &lt;br /&gt;60. Somebody needs you to send them this to them.</content>
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    <title>haha i like it</title>
    <published>2004-06-01T04:55:33Z</published>
    <updated>2004-06-01T04:55:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table bgcolor="#99ffff" border="3" bordercolor="#0033ff" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;font size="+2" style="color: black;"&gt;D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dysfunctional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;font size="+2" style="color: black;"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Appreciative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;font size="+2" style="color: black;"&gt;W&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wild&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="white"&gt;&lt;font size="+2" style="color: black;"&gt;G&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle" align="left"&gt;&lt;font style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name / Username:&lt;input name="name"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Get your name acronym!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com/acronym/acronym.php"&gt;Name Acronym Generator&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.go-quiz.com"&gt;Go-Quiz.com&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:86129</id>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-05-22T02:40:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-22T05:44:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-22T05:44:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">everything you've felt everything you know that is real, it's wrong, every feeling you've felt, every face you've seen, it is wrong... pj... even if i am a tool i will distroy you... biotch, what did yo think this is, like i would let you touch anything close to me, without distroying me first, i think not, if you threaten me you threaten everything i know, just not one thing,  no threats just fuck off and die.  i don't need this shit. ewwwwww w wa wa wa wa wa wa wa</content>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-05-12T23:14:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-13T02:24:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-13T02:24:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">alot of shit has changed with me, as most of you have noticed.  i've lost some friends due to some dumb shit, but that's the way life goes and im a take it like that.  I feel bad for this, but really what am i subpost to do? somebody for the love of god tell me cause apparently i don't know.  I did what i thought was right, i didn't want to, but you can only push me so far.  And i know that i've been fucked in the head lately, and unresponsive, but i got alot of shit on my mind so deal, i hve to, every day with every minute.  You think i don't think, that's all I do, I dwell on everything, i hear everything, even when you don't think i do, i just act dumb don't mean i am, so if im acting around you, you need to ask why???  but other than that, i forgive but i don't forget, so if you want this shit resolved you know where to find me, right in the middle of my mother fuckin' trailer park, where you at B?  Where you at?</content>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-05-11T22:54:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-12T01:55:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-12T01:55:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">"Here We Go Again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DMX] &lt;br /&gt;Same old shit dog, just a different day &lt;br /&gt;You know how niggaz do, when we play, how we play &lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOT, A FUCKING GAME! &lt;br /&gt;A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do &lt;br /&gt;If it's fuck me nigga, you know it's fuck you &lt;br /&gt;I kick it to shorty to try to help him understand (uhh) &lt;br /&gt;Hit him with work, cause yo, that's my little man (uh-huh) &lt;br /&gt;He asked a few questions bout the game and I told him (yeh) &lt;br /&gt;So when he made a bad move it was my place to scold him (aight) &lt;br /&gt;Never told him nuttin wrong, kept it fair &lt;br /&gt;Didn't listen, so I might as well have been talkin to the air (damn) &lt;br /&gt;Everybody makes mistakes, a mistake is aight &lt;br /&gt;But if it ain't, I'ma tell you straight, time to say goodnight &lt;br /&gt;Nobody likes to be played, regardless of the relationship &lt;br /&gt;but shorty's fuckin up big time, I HATE THIS SHIT &lt;br /&gt;I'm caught in the middle of, havin love for a lil nigga &lt;br /&gt;knowin what's expected of me as a, real nigga (damn) &lt;br /&gt;My next move is crucial, what do I do? &lt;br /&gt;How do I keep it real with shorty in my crew? &lt;br /&gt;Didn't want to kill him, so instead of puttin the Mac on him &lt;br /&gt;I did the only thing I could do, turn my back on him (aight?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus: DMX]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again.. &lt;br /&gt;Same old shit dog, just a different day &lt;br /&gt;Here we go again.. &lt;br /&gt;You know how niggaz do, when we play, how we play &lt;br /&gt;Here we go again.. &lt;br /&gt;A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do &lt;br /&gt;Here we go again.. &lt;br /&gt;So if it's fuck me nigga, then you know it's fuck you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DMX] &lt;br /&gt;Niggaz that I fuck wit, wanna get him dead &lt;br /&gt;But I'm cool with shorty's peoples, so I let him live &lt;br /&gt;Under normal circumstances, he would be a marked man &lt;br /&gt;but I hit him with a grand, just didn't shake his hand (ooh) &lt;br /&gt;Go about your business (uh-huh) do what you gonna do (uh) &lt;br /&gt;Be what you gon' be, I wash my hands, I'm through (aight?) &lt;br /&gt;I can forgive I just can't forget &lt;br /&gt;You're on your own lil' man don't ask me for shit (no) &lt;br /&gt;If you paid attention to what I taught you then you good (uhh) &lt;br /&gt;If I see you again, GET IT, understood? &lt;br /&gt;Go 'head before I change my mind cause you know you should be dead &lt;br /&gt;"I just wanted to say --" AIGHT?!!!! GO 'HEAD! &lt;br /&gt;Instinct told me to kill him but the saviour is &lt;br /&gt;I'm a good nigga, plus I owed his peeps a favor (hmm) &lt;br /&gt;But I also knew, the decision I just made (yeah) &lt;br /&gt;went against the rules of the game that we played (damn) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[DMX] &lt;br /&gt;I should have, followed my first instinct, cause I knew &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do &lt;br /&gt;Now this nigga's fuckin with the competition (WHAT?) &lt;br /&gt;Ungrateful motherfucker, shoulda got him missin (WHAT?) &lt;br /&gt;This nigga got the nerve, to take my kindness, for a weakness &lt;br /&gt;Gotsta get back on some street shit so I can creep this &lt;br /&gt;rat, when I act, take one, set him up, to take two &lt;br /&gt;get him there, take three, get him done &lt;br /&gt;Wasn't hard for me to get him where I wanted him, confronted him &lt;br /&gt;{*barrel spins*} BZZZZZZZT, CLICK! There was a bullet in one of them &lt;br /&gt;Feelin lucky? CLICK, looks like you are &lt;br /&gt;CLICK CLICK CLICK, luck ain't goin too far &lt;br /&gt;What you did was put on another pair of shoes &lt;br /&gt;and they just happened to be too big &lt;br /&gt;What you did was stupid (damn) real fuckin stupid (aight?) &lt;br /&gt;Well shorty I gave you a chance and what did you do? &lt;br /&gt;Threw it back in my fuckin face so FUCK YOU TOO (BLAM) aight? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus 2X]</content>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-05-07T22:27:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-08T01:31:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-08T01:31:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ice Cube - Friday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">aite im tired of this beef, but that don't mean that im not still pissed about all this shit, but if you want this to go away, you gotta come face to face with me like a man mother fucker how do you think things go around here?   i mean really, and if not, then you are  a busta and don't be comin around my shit no more.  ohh but before you decide to get heart there's some things you need to know.  let's see, well you know when sam broke up with you, well she got drunk and went to the bar lookin and findin me.  see i didn't wanna hurt you but you shouldn't have flexed on what was mine, and if you even think about comin between us again you better holla at me, so i can put you in your place before you make an ass outta yourself ya heard?  you know where to find me tonight.</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>squash that, mind your own beats, it's a new chief in the streets</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T22:37:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-06T22:37:36Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Chingy - Chingy Jackpot</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i work in half an hour, night shift is intense but I like it.  been gettin my shit together lately, cuttin loose ends and such, but that's just the way we play now.  anyway just lettin people know im still alive and kickin', latta' dayz</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-05-03T17:52:00</title>
    <published>2004-05-03T21:06:17Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-03T21:06:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Tupac - So Much Pain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">yo what's happenin?  i havn't written in this for a long time, well im back in amherst now, school's all over till september, this is gonna be a long 4 months.  I know i havn't really been around much lately, i've had alot of shit on my mind that i need to get worked out, but being fucked 24/7's not gonna get me anywhere cept spinnin circles, and im tired of spinning circles.  but enough talk of that, talk is cheap.  but yea, i miss my boo so bad right now, it hasn't even been a week but i can't talk to her at all, she's on a trip blah, ahh well she's happy.  anyway this is depressing im done for now i'll update more or try to, latta' &lt;br /&gt;Shaun</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-03-28T10:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-28T14:35:25Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-28T14:35:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Colgó sobre hoy, interesaba anoche. No mucho pasaba aunque, y ahora es el domingo. Tengo que obtener el trabajo hoy hecho, yo tengo que empezar a estudiar para mi examen animal del laboratorio el miércoles, yo debo haber empezado a estudiar ya pero ah bien. Debe encontrar agua, latta'</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:dawg:82013</id>
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    <title>this is intense</title>
    <published>2004-03-22T16:23:52Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-22T16:23:52Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ice Cube - Friday</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Found this here: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.co.uk.lspace.org/books/dawcn/dawcn-english.html"&gt;http://www.co.uk.lspace.org/books/dawcn/dawcn-english.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The L-Space Web&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death and What Comes Next&lt;br /&gt;A Discworld short story &lt;br /&gt;By Terry Pratchett&lt;br /&gt;Copyright © Terry Pratchett 2002&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Death met the philosopher, the philosopher said, rather excitedly: "At this point, you realise, I'm both dead and not dead." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a sigh from Death. Oh dear, one of those, he thought. This is going to be about quantum again. He hated dealing with philosophers. They always tried to wriggle out of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see," said the philosopher, while Death, motionless, watched the sands of his life drain through the hourglass, "everything is made of tiny particles, which have the strange property of being in many places at one time. But things made of tiny particles tend to stay in one place at one time, which does not seem right according to quantum theory. May I continue?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, BUT NOT INDEFINITELY, said Death, EVERYTHING IS TRANSIENT. He did not take his gaze away from the tumbling sand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, then, if we agreed that there are an infinite number of universes, then the problem is solved! If there are an unlimited number of universes, this bed can be in millions of them, all at the same time!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES IT MOVE? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death nodded at the bed. CAN YOU FEEL IT MOVING? he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, because there are a million versions of me, too, And...here is the good bit ...in some of them I am not about to pass away! Anything is possible!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death tapped the handle of his scythe as he considered this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YOUR POINT IS...? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I'm not exactly dying, correct? You are no longer such a certainty." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a sigh from Death. Space he thought. That was the trouble. It was never like this on worlds with everlastingly cloudy skies. But once humans saw all that space, their brains expanded to try and fill it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No answer, eh?" said the dying philosopher. "Feel a bit old-fashioned, do we?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A CONUNDRUM CERTAINLY, said Death. Once they prayed, he thought. Mind you, he'd never been sure that prayer worked, either. He thought for a while. AND I SHALL ANSWER IT IN THIS MANNER, he added. YOU LOVE YOUR WIFE? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LADY WHO HAS BEEN LOOKING AFTER YOU. YOU LOVE HER? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yes. Of course." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU THINK OF ANY CIRCUMSTANCES WHERE, WITHOUT YOUR PERSONAL HISTORY CHANGING IN ANY WAY YOU WOULD AT THIS MOMENT PICK UP A KNIFE AND STAB HER? said Death. FOR EXAMPLE? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Certainly not!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT YOUR THEORY SAYS THAT YOU MUST. IT IS EASILY POSSIBLE WITHIN THE PHYSICAL LAWS OF THE UNIVERSE, AND THEREFORE MUST HAPPEN, AND HAPPEN MANY TIMES. EVERY MOMENT IS A BILLION, BILLION MOMENTS, AND IN THOSE MOMENTS ALL THINGS THAT ARE POSSIBLE ARE INEVITABLE. ALL TIME SOONER OR LATER, BOILS DOWN TO A MOMENT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But of course we can make choices between-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARE THERE CHOICES? EVERYTHING THAT CAN HAPPEN, MUST HAPPEN. YOUR THEORY SAYS THAT FOR EVERY UNIVERSE THAT'S FORMED TO ACCOMMODATE YOUR 'NO', THERE MUST BE ONE TO ACCOMMODATE YOUR 'YES'. BUT YOU SAID YOU WOULD NEVER COMMIT MURDER. THE FABRIC OF THE COSMOS TREMBLES BEFORE YOUR TERRIBLE CERTAINTY. YOUR MORALITY BECOMES A FORCE AS STRONG AS GRAVITY. And, thought Death, space certainly has a lot to answer for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Was that sarcasm?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY, NO. I AM IMPRESSED AND INTRIGUED, said Death. THE CONCEPT YOU PUT BEFORE ME PROVES THE EXISTENCE OF TWO HITHERTO MYTHICAL PLACES. SOMEWHERE, THERE IS A WORLD WHERE EVERYONE MADE THE RIGHT CHOICE, THE MORAL CHOICE, THE CHOICE THAT MAXIMISED THE HAPPINESS OF THEIR FELLOW CREATURES, OF COURSE, THAT ALSO MEANS THAT SOMEWHERE ELSE IS THE SMOKING REMNANT OF THE WORLD WHERE THEY DID NOT ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, come on! I know what you're implying, and I've never believed in any of that Heaven and Hell nonsense!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The room was growing darker. The blue gleam along the edge of the reaper's scythe was becoming more obvious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ASTONISHING, said Death. REALLY ASTONISHING. LET ME PUT FORWARD ANOTHER SUGGESTION: THAT YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A LUCKY SPECIES OF APE THAT IS TRYING TO UNDERSTAND THE COMPLEXITIES OF CREATION VIA A LANGUAGE THAT EVOLVED IN ORDER TO TELL ONE ANOTHER WHERE THE RIPE FRUIT WAS? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fighting for breath, the philosopher managed to say: "Don't be silly." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE REMARK WAS NOT INTENDED AS DEROGATORY, said Death. UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES, YOU HAVE ACHIEVED A GREAT DEAL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We've certainly escaped from outmoded superstitions!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL DONE, said Death. THAT'S THE SPIRIT. I JUST WANTED TO CHECK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He leaned forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ARE YOU AWARE OF THE THEORY THAT THE STATE OF SOME TINY PARTICLES IS INDETERMINATE UNTIL THE MOMENT THEY ARE OBSERVED? A CAT IN A BOX IS OFTEN MENTIONED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, yes," said the philosopher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD, said Death. He got to his feet as the last of the light died, and smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SEE YOU...</content>
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    <title>notorious woo! victory</title>
    <published>2004-03-15T22:12:15Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-15T22:12:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In the commision, you ask for permission to hit em&lt;br /&gt;He don’t like me, him and wild wifey was wit em&lt;br /&gt;You heard of us, the murderers, most shady&lt;br /&gt;Been on the low lately, the feds hate me&lt;br /&gt;The son of *satan*, they say my killin’s too blatant&lt;br /&gt;You hesitatin, I’m in your mama crib waitin&lt;br /&gt;Duct tapin, your fam destiny&lt;br /&gt;Lays in my hands, gat lays in my waist&lt;br /&gt;Francis, m to the iz-h phenominal&lt;br /&gt;Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal&lt;br /&gt;Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars&lt;br /&gt;And I kick a few flows so I can pimp a few hoes&lt;br /&gt;Excellence is my presence, never tense&lt;br /&gt;Never hesitant, leave a nigga bent real quick&lt;br /&gt;Real sick, brawl nights, I perform like mike&lt;br /&gt;Anyone -- tyson, jordan, jackson&lt;br /&gt;Action, pack guns, ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;And i’m, quick to bust, if my ends you touch&lt;br /&gt;Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch&lt;br /&gt;Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso&lt;br /&gt;Now you call me castro, my rap flows&lt;br /&gt;Militant, y’all faggots ain’t killin shit&lt;br /&gt;Ooops cristal keep spillin shit, you overdid it homes&lt;br /&gt;You in the danger zone, you shouldn’t be alone&lt;br /&gt;Hold hands and say it like me&lt;br /&gt;The most shady, frankie baby, fantastic&lt;br /&gt;Graphic, tryin to make dough, like jurassic&lt;br /&gt;Park did quick to spark kids who start shit&lt;br /&gt;See me, only me&lt;br /&gt;The underboss of this holocaust&lt;br /&gt;Truly yours, frank white</content>
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    <title>dawg @ 2004-03-12T13:35:00</title>
    <published>2004-03-12T17:37:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-12T17:37:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ice Cube - Fuck Dyin'</lj:music>
    <content type="html">oh wow, i sat down and i hit that book hard, but i nailed that mother fucker so it's definately worth it, 8 hours straight that was intense my brain wouldn't absorb anything else so i stopped hahaha.  ohh god.</content>
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